There’s a saying: the beginning and the end should be the same.

I’ve always liked that saying.

“Yuna, could you please carry this over?”

“Sure!”

Helping Belle with inn duties, I started chatting with a few guests to sneak in a little break. But, as always, she caught me in the act.

“Were you chatting with the guests again?”

“That guy over there said he’d show me something big and impressive!”

“W-wait a second! Don’t say it like that; it sounds wrong!”

“Oh? Care to explain that in detail with me later?” Belle glared at the guest, who began sweating, …