Labyrinth Restaurant

Dear Sir Lime, And the cold increases every day. How are you doing today?

One cold day at noon.

Before he started his usual training, Lyme had read a single letter given to him by Alice to show how unusual and bewildered he was.

"... who is this?

I understand the text of the letter properly because I'm learning to read and write, which is why I can't seem to hide the confusion.

"While we were out of time, it came to a chill. Don't you have a cold or something?"

"Not one?

"No, it fits... Simon, you write a somewhat cute letter"

The sender of the letter was Simon.

The letter I entrusted to Lisa was deposited with Alice and thus arrived safely in Lyme's hands, but I can't imagine Simon very well from that robust text.

Perhaps supervision by Claude went a long way, but that doesn't make it the kind of content a child would send to a friend of his generation.

The text behind it was also spelled out in a graceful brush as words conveying recent developments exchanged time greetings, and the opposite was odd for just the right amount of time.

"Too much nagging?

As for Lime, I find myself unexpectedly worried that Simon's personality aspects may have been seriously abnormal because of his overbeating.

You take responsibility, and you're worried you should beat him up until he's back on track, even the next time you see him.

"Oh, if you look closely, there's another one in the envelope."

Alice noticed another discreet little letter in a large envelope that was sealed with wax.

This was a short sentence that could be read in an instant, so Alice glanced at it and then gave it to Lyme with a bitter smile.

"Wahahaha! Stupid, you surprised me. I just imagined you'd be confused and it would make you laugh!

Apparently, the first letter was a prop for “fishing” for lime. I guess it was meant to be a little flirtatious, even after anticipating Lyme's reaction earlier. In the text of the letter: 'Wahahaha!' That's enough to write, 'so I'm pretty sure it was Norinoli.

He did it right. Lime's hands are full of anger, and the letter is about to be crushed by Kushakusha.

And there was only one more sentence in the second letter, which said:

"Stretch. I'll be back that way soon"