Isekai Sagishi no Consulting

Ginette is diligently looking down on the ingredients for the unexplained act of donating....

Are you saying that the first thing to wake up early in the morning is to prepare breakfast for a free meal waiting in church? I can't tell you what's wrong with me.

Waking up early is a three-sentence virtue? You must be losing a lot.

I was looking at Ginette, who worked her way up to the kitchen wall.

Help? Are you kidding me?

I don't know what it means to devote your efforts to unprofitable things.

Nevertheless...

Though it's all scum vegetables, the amount is amazing.

Are you scratching from neighboring farmers?

"Ginette."

"Yes."

Ginette responds to my call for discipline.

I don't say "help" or "disturb" and I don't mean any harm to this one.

Isn't this guy breaking some of the things he needs in his emotions?

"Where are these scum vegetables coming from?

"I buy it from a vendor"

"Ha!?

Purchase!?

Give me this scum vegetable!?

Are you paying for carrot heta, worm-eaten spinach or the wrecked hard leaves on the outermost side of the cabbage!? It's the disposal part, I don't care what you think of this!?

"There are a lot of conscientious vendors, and they give it away for cheap."

"... much? You, no way, are you buying from multiple vendors?

"Yes, there was only one place at first, but that seemed to be the better place to talk, and then four more vendors gave away scum vegetables for the same price"

You............... that's what I'm being ducked about.

"There's a place where you can give me money to pick up the waste".

Besides, purchasing vegetables from multiple vendors... it would be easy to get discounts altogether.

"Hey, show me the books"

"Huh? Is that a book? It's on the back shelf."

I take a notebook from the shelf placed on the kitchen wall… should I call it a booklet… and open it.

It looks like a cheap notebook with many pieces of crude paper together.

There, it's written bitchy in fine letters.... thin, the letters. Though there would be more to chop up than saving money here.

Looking at its contents with difficulty............

Impossible.

As Ginette said, I buy scum vegetables from five places in this dining room. Besides, one of them seems to be a vendor in District 27.

Then the fish, but I can see that I bought this from three places as well.

And even barely selling bread from three places.

... for nothing.

"Store manager, I need to talk to you"

"Huh!? What, is it suddenly changed?!?

I'll take care of the gold account.

But it's okay, I can do it right.

"I haven't done it. It's crazy. It's a whole level, this is"

"... oh, that. Could you be angry...?

Oh, even if you're angry.

I don't know why, but there's so much anger coming in from the bottom of my belly that I want to mince the onions without any sense.

"A vendor only sells vegetables and fish? Can't you buy meat, vegetables and fruits in bulk?

"If you go to the market, there are some stores like that, but if you're a trader, you specialize in selling vegetables, meat and meat."

"Is the market far from here?

"No. It's a walk away. beyond the boulevard."

"Is that a high rate?

"For not charging a fare, it might be cheap"

"... I know that much and why are you buying it from a vendor?

"Uh... that's... you said you'd sell it, so be generous... yes! I was wondering if I should accept the generosity!

"Are you nuts!?

"Phew!?

I accidentally yelled at him.

But you won't have a choice!

Here, look!

Isn't that what I said!

They're making me a duck!

You're fooling me, but you're not "generous"!

"Okay. In my world, it also costs money to dump garbage. If you sell off that garbage even in a bundle of three sentences, you'll make a whole lot of money!

Even in this city, if the waste is not gold, it won't take as much effort to carry it this far.

Eleven vendors duck me. You're eating in, dude.

Even bread must have been pushed by something that failed and wouldn't be sold.

That's "cheap", but "courtesy", and it's sloppy...

And fraud is rampant in this world, isn't it?

...... interesting. I'll buy you that fight.

These eleven companies............... don't think that's enough, do you?

But that's a chase.

"Anyway, I will not deal with this vendor in the future"

"Huh!? But then the ingredients in the store..."

"I'll buy it from somewhere else."

…………

"What's up?

"Oh, no... I don't... know very few people... and I don't have a face on my guild."

"Guild?"

"Yes, it's a food and beverage guild and a merchant guild. So if you don't introduce me to the merchant, I won't be able to carry the vegetables this far... and I have to decide on the fare... so I'm asking someone else now..."

Ginette kind of said it to me.

I mean, poor negotiator Ginette wouldn't want to say, "Give me another, more decent guy because I don't like the merchant right now".

Then the story is simple.

"You wouldn't have to go through the guild"

"So, but then merchants don't carry the ingredients this far... the market also shops for the general public, so there are many places where people like us who are involved in food and beverage are repelled from buying in bulk. Don't let it run out of stock... so..."

"Then you can buy it directly from the farmer"

"... Huh?

Ginette's movement stopped.

Does that sound so surprising to you?

"If the merchant guild and the others are selling the merchandise together in one place, there must be a commission there. For that matter, the fees paid by consumers will be higher and farmers' share will be lower"

Farmers' direct retailers seen in rural Japan are surprisingly cheap because they are not passing through vendors.

If you're buying scum vegetables that aren't for sale, that's where you should get them.

"Besides, I can't trust a merchant guild who has sent eleven merchants to one store but has never made any corrections before."

I'm guessing it's an organization that brings all the pedestrians together beyond the district because it names the pedestrian guild.

Then it is strange not to notice the anomaly that a merchant is coming from eleven places in this dining room. This means that the merchant guild tolerates and abandons this fraud.

It's an additional decision in The List That Doesn't Break My Heart to Knock Down.

"Are there farmers and fishermen in District 42?

"Yes, there is an agricultural zone spread around the church. There's a big river running behind it, and fishermen are gathered by the river to live."

"Then show me there"

"From now on?

"No, I'll be fine later"

Now, it's like the morning sun is finally starting to rise.

I can't talk to you at this hour. Discussion is limited to going at a convenient time over there. I can't give you the impression that you're too busy to pay up front or talk. No rush.

But I'll get a supplier as soon as I can, and I'll stop wasting it like this.

Before that, I have to go poke the end of the donation to the church of free meal eaters now.

It would be an unsolicited act.

If he/she is convinced, maybe it is a case to be left alone.

But!

Those who use bottomless favorites to fatten their private bellies can't be left alone in the wild.

All the crooks but me have to disappear from the world.

"Let's go to church first. It must be a meaningful time."

"Yes. The church in District 42 is a good place. I'm sure Mr. Yashiro will like it too."

Do you like me?

That's not true. Enemy land.

"Well, then, you're going to finish getting ready soon."

Gently, Ginette grips her fist and lets her make a cute, powerful kobu.

I read every inch of a book written in fine letters, sideways with such a jinet.

As we left the dining room and went down the road on the south side, the fields were widening.

Looks like there are a few people out there early in the morning putting their energy into field work.... Oh, I'm surprised. Osama's face looked like a crocodile working in a nearby field.... It's not a field hazing, is it?

"Mr. Mormatt. Good morning!

"Oh, Ginette, good morning"

A crocodile-faced man like Mormat gives me a look that looks suspicious for a moment when he sees me.

... you treat me like a suspicious person? Well, would I be worried if I knew how dangerous Ginette is?

We may need to negotiate with each other... to make a better first impression.

"You're going to be fine."

"Mmm...... ah. Well."

Hard to return.

Try smiling and step in.

"Can I show you something?

"Right here? I don't mind that, but there's nothing there, okay?

"No. I just came to this city two days ago. It's unusual to look at anything."

"Oh, really?"

After accepting the acknowledgement, I stop the luggage truck with a meal for thirty people on the shoulder of the street, say no to Ginette, and I step into the field.

Waterways are also drawn around the fields, and decent farming seems to be taking place.

The land just looks a little thin.

The leaves of the crops that spread through the fields are a little thin.... I guess this is carrot.

"What do you think, how did you do this year?

"It's not good. Well, it's like that every year."

Even so, I feel like carrots are early in April... and lettuce is growing when I look at the next field. Beyond that, pumpkins, peppers, tomatoes and... the seasonality is cod.

Can vegetables be harvested all year round in this world? If so, it's paradise.

I pick the dirt and crush it with my fingers.... enough moisture, and this smell... I also use compost. Doesn't look bad.

I guess I don't use pesticides to see where the lettuce is pretty much hit by insects.

That's a good vegetable. I want this.

"Look at the state of the soil. Are you interested in agriculture?

"Yeah, well."

I mean agriculture, I'm interested in the commodity value of vegetables here.

"Want a bottle?

"Is that okay?

"Oh. Anyway, selling it doesn't make a lot of money."

"Really?"

Stupidity about vendors is something similar in every world.

"You throw away what you couldn't sell. Don't hesitate to eat."

"Okay, sweeten your words"

"Ho, pay the dirt and wash it in the river there and you can eat it"

"Ah! What are you doing, Mr. Yashiro!?

Looking at me receiving carrots, Ginette came into the field, too.

"I got it. I didn't steal it."

"Ha-ha-ha! There's no one in front of the owner who can steal vegetables. Wow!

Maumatt laughs out loud.

When Ginette gets to me, she stares at the dirty carrot... and drips who.

"... Juru"

"You, hungry all year round?

"Ha!? Chip, chip, chip! Today, I missed breakfast, so...!

"Then it's a gift for Ginette, too."

"What!? No, no! Fine, no!

Mormat pulled out carrots without hesitation.

Ginette tried to be solitary, but I can't say anything more when they give me the carrots that were pulled out.

I bowed my head deeply when I received it looking important with both hands.

"Thank you. Thank you again..."

"You can say it! I wouldn't have sold it in one RB."

What do you mean?

"How many bottles does it take to get one RB?

"I don't know because I'm interacting with them by weight...... but well, maybe seven to eight more or less"

This one is more or less about 150 grams... 1 RB per kilo...

At the Yang Ma Ri Pavilion, I had bought scum vegetables for RB 10 km 80.

Again, buying directly from farmers is much cheaper.

"I've been washing it."

Looks like Ginette washed the carrots while Mormat and I were talking.

Okay, have a taste.

Receive ginseng from Ginette and tip it.................................. yeah, sweet. but, well, subtle?

There you go. But it would be a good quality to serve in the dining room.

"Oh, sweet ~..."

Ginette is impressed next door.

He has his hands on his cheeks and stares at the carrots with a lucid look.... so much?

I always eat all the scum vegetables, so I guess a decent, freshly drained vegetable feels like a treat. He's happy in a way, but unhappy in an objective way.

"Mr. Yashiro!

Ginette sparkles her eyes and leans on me.

"Cut off my crotch and you can serve this carrot, in the dining room, right?!?

"... I don't think saving and ketching is the same."

I want to drive clean and right savings.

Most importantly, when I see Ginette making me hungry, I want to say, "Eat one."

"Oh, I was! If you don't go quickly, everyone will be hungry and waiting!

The sun illuminates the sky brightly and the clear air in the morning is also gradually increasing in warmth.

Have you stopped by for a moment?

"Well, then, Mr. Mormat. Sorry to bother you at work. Ginseng was delicious."

I extend my spine to thank you and offer my right hand.

Holding my hand, Mormat grinned happily.

"No. You're not used to the city yet, so tell me if you have any problems. I can always help you."

"Thank you"

Got a good word for it.

Now Mormat absolutely has to help me when I'm in trouble. By The Judgement of the Spirit.... Well, where I made that threat, I know what this Osama can do, etc.

In the meantime, I got the farmer's cone. All right, all right.

Leaving the field, I went for church while pulling my luggage.

The church was a short distance from Maumatt's field.... of, but.

"... church, church?

I thought it was a haunted mansion.

There was a wooden, barren building there that seemed to lean even now.

For once the roof is pointy and whether it is a landmark of the church or a mark like a circle stuck to the cross is attached to its tip.

Is this all the buildings in District 42...

I don't know what you're on guard against, but a wooden fence surrounded the site a dozen years ago, and there's even a gate or something.... Who steals what, from such a borough church. I'll get a leg for labor.

Or is it also an attack from another religion? If so, I'd like to teach you not to waste your efforts. Leaving it alone will collapse in a couple of years, this church.

Something tells me that there's a fence or a gate in this church because I sat in the seat across from the train and said, "I wouldn't even look at Themé's if you asked me to!" You're so uncomfortable that the lady in the class is holding down the hem of your skirt and staring at us.

This leaning fence is going to collapse with one kick.

"I'm sorry, dude!

When you get to the gate, Ginette calls out loud.

Then... Wow...

Little kids overflowed from within the church.

Always this guy smiles joyfully and dashes to the gate.

"Ginette Nature!"

"Sister ~!

Kids flocking to Ginette... I look at the sight a little farther away.

... No, kids, I don't like it. 'Cause those guys, they don't make sense.

"Ah!?

And one boy found me, and he shouted up his fingers.

Hey. Didn't you tell me not to point at people? That finger, it bends in a direction that won't bend, Cora?

"He's a man!

"Hondo! Ginette Nature brought a man. Ah!

"Sister! Ginette Nature!

"Oh, that! Ladies and gentlemen! Calm down! Mr. Yashiro is the one who's supposed to help us, and never in that relationship..."

"Are you getting married?

"Huh yeah!? And I won't!... Probably"

"Eh!"

"Tsuma ~ na ~ i!

"No, even if they say it's boring..."

It's kind of exciting.

but I don't want to get involved so I ignore it.

I turned my back to keep the kids out of sight.

When you look at me, you come by.

... and I thought.

"Ooh!

"Ouch!?

You don't have to look me in the eye, kid.

I got kicked in the ass.

"'There he is!' That's it! Gotta go!"

"That's right!

There are two kids who got stuck. One has a human face and the other has a fox-like face.... they're both guys, aren't they?

All right, no need to bother.

"Fucking kid!"

"Wow!

"The man got angry -!

"Wait, Kola!

Hold the running kid aside and start spinning as much as you want on the spot.

"Gah!"

"Scary. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

The kid screams.

What do you say! You know how horrible adults are!

but...

"Kihaha! Scary!

"That's right!

The voice quickly turned to laughter.

... Damn, I'm pretty tired but not damaged...

"Oh, I'm tired already. End."

"Yea!

"More!

Shut up!

Here, my body is young and it's only my fourth day!

I feel like Osama!

And when I lowered the kids and raised their faces............ they were in rows.

"Uh... what, this?

"They're waiting in order, Mr. Yashiro."

"What?"

The kids making the line are all looking up at me with sparkling eyes.

............... are you serious?

I'll count the kids who make the rows. …… eight.

Four more times?

What, you're gonna die, me?

"Come on, Ginette. Let's get ready for dinner. We'd all be hungry, wouldn't we?

Let's just disperse.

Until I make it today, I'll behave. So scatter, kids. Dismissed.

Yet.

The kids don't break the line.

All that, the leading toddler (presumed to be a four-year-old, cat-eared girl) started making her eyes would-be.

"Um, Mr. Yashiro"

"... what the hell"

Ginette approaches me and punches me in the ear.

"Just one at a time..."

... Are you a ghost?

".................. Wow, that was great! Even if you're scared, you're not a pissing chick, you kids!

I've given up.

Let the momentum hold up the cat ear toddler and its next goat-faced girl, and I'll start spinning on the spot.

Oh, shit! Holding a toddler girl isn't fun at all! None of them are soft!

They hold me in my arms and the two girls laugh "Yikes".

... I seriously guess we'll all do this.

"That's busy."

Calm down, I heard a cool voice.

When I saw it, there was a beauty standing in surprise.

I accidentally stopped spinning and saw it.

Beautiful silver hair, clear eyes like jade. The nasal muscles are through, and they are distant beauty, like spirits and elves that come out of picture books............ Ah, elves. Maybe this guy is an elf. My ears are pointy.

Good morning, Sister.

"Good morning, Ginette. By the way, what a monster this is."

"Yes, Mr. Yashiro is teaching us some interesting things to do."

"Yashiro? Is that about him?

"Yes, Mr. Obayashiro. He's been helping us at our store since yesterday."

"Well... in Ginette's dining room..."

Beautiful Sister puts her finger on her thin jaw and stares at me seriously.

Hey, something... don't be nervous when a beauty stares at you...

Somehow, is that cool beauty?

I get a slightly cold impression because of my overly neat face. If this guy pisses me off, I'm going to cry.

"So, should I line up here?

"Right. Let's line up together."

"Hey, two adults!

Ah... is it Ginette level, you beautiful Sister.

Holding you guys would make a big deal out of all kinds of monsters hitting a lot of places though.

"Oh, is it for children only?"

"Adults will be charged a different fee"

You can do it if you want to give me money.... Whatever, I touch a lot of places.

"Then let's give up. There's unfortunately not much room for money."

Without any particularly unfortunate bareback, Sister pulls back lightly... that sounds a little unfortunate over here...

"My name is Bertina. We're sisters in this church."

Sister, who named herself Bertina, offered her right hand and has asked for a handshake.

My name is Ginette just said... just skip it.

I shake Bertina's hand and say hello.

"Greetings, Bertina"

and... my right arm gets compressed with a great grip.

"Idadadadadadadadadadadad!"

"... what kind of education do they give you to abandon the first person you meet? Besides, I haven't heard your name directly from you yet."

"Oh, I'm sorry! I say Oobayashiro! His name is Yashiro! Nice to meet you, Mr. Bertina!

"Yes, it's nice to meet you."

Say that with a cool face, Bertina releases my hand.

... If I were a fish, I'd be breaking five or six bones...

Scary, this guy. Super scary...

"Sister is usually very sweet, but she's noisy in politeness, and she's very scared when she gets angry."

Ginette gently slaps me in the ear.

... say it first, that sort of thing.

"Okay, Ginette. Sorry, thank you again today."

"Yes! Guys, please help!

"" Yes!

Ginette said, the children replied well and entered the premises as they pulled their luggage.

I guess I'll even prepare breakfast.

Convenient.

"Mr. Bertina. A little, okay?

"Yes, what is it?

Make sure Ginette and the kids get inside the church, and I'll open my mouth.

"Do you know Ginette well?

"Yep. I've known that girl since she was a little girl."

"So, you mean his house, too?

"My daughter inherits the cafeteria that my grandfather left behind... but it doesn't seem to be very well run."

"Then it's quick."

Turn to Bertina, whose expression remains unchanged, and I say straight in.

"I'd like you to donate your meal and cut it off."

"... is that, Ginette's will?

"No. It's my idea."

"... may I ask why?

"Ginette is not in the kind of economic situation where she can be making donations to others. All the chairs in the store are rattled, and all the ingredients you can buy are scum vegetables. This won't make your life any better."

"Sure... you're right"

"One of these days, he's going down. Overworked."

"I was much more concerned about that than I was before."

"Well, can you accept the end of the donation?

"I refuse"

"............ what?

"I said I wouldn't accept it."

"No, because..."

Surprised.

I thought it would be "helpless" in the flow of the story.

Is this guy self-centered?

"We have a lot of kids in the church. If Ginette's donation stops, it'll starve them."

"I know the kids are important, but you wouldn't keep donating until Ginette cut herself off, would you? It's too harsh to impose it."

"I agree."

"Then accept the cut-off..."

"I refuse"

..................... this guy.

Don't think you're allowed to do anything because you're beautiful, okay?

"I... more than before... since that daughter's grandfather died, I've said I don't need a donation."

"Huh?"

Bertina is staring at me with no expression.

My quiet eyes stared at me and my spine crept.

"If that's what Ginette wants, we'll always accept the end of the donation. Originally, it's not something you can force."

"But he's like that, I guess..."

"You won't tell me. Even if my mouth is torn."

"I know that..."

"I'm using that girl's good intentions... and?

"Is it not?

"Half of them do...... there is certainly a part sweet about that girl's kindness"

"What about the other half?

"... as a parent, it's a responsibility"

Parent...?

"That girl, too, used to live here. Lose your parents, lose your place."

"Uh... no, 'cause you had grandpa, didn't you?

"He's my adopted grandfather."

The kid who got it... No, you're my grandson...

Was Ginette an adopted child?

"That girl left here when she was twelve."

Then you mean you moved to the dining room.

"That daughter's grandfather has been making donations to this church for years. Just like Ginette is now."

"You're inheriting your grandfather's will."

"There will be that too... you want to protect me, my brothers and sisters"

Bertina turns her gaze to the church.

When I was followed and looked at you, Ginette looked at me as if I had tried.

"Yashiro! Sister! I'm having dinner ~!"

This guy, he was reading Ginette's behavior?

Or the special abilities of the elves or something?... Or, by chance?

Bertina responds with a small wave to Ginette, who waves loudly.

As Ginette pulled into the church, she turned this way and turned a faint grin on me.

"I'm glad you thought about that girl and said it"

"No, I don't..."

I didn't say anything thinking of Ginette.

I'm here to protect my stronghold. And to eliminate waste.

"But I can't heed your wishes any more than Ginette hasn't accepted. As a parent, I don't want to see my daughter's sad face."

Grieving...................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

Don't be sad. Absolutely.

That would make it difficult to stay in that place.

Ginette doesn't make generous donations.

It's for your own good too.

Because we know that, Bertina has received a donation from Ginette.

..................... damn.

Don't you think the donation here is going to get stuck........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

Most importantly, buying a landlord's disgust is deadly. You have to avoid it.

"Mr. Yashiro."

He called me by name and looked up... fluffy, white, thin fingers stroked my hair.

Clear, smelled good.

"If someone like you would stay by my side, that girl would feel safe. You wouldn't put it in your mouth, but you must have been lonely by yourself"

It reminds me of that house that is vain and spacious with no one.

One over there, or...

Second, the thing about that day passes behind my brain.

Tranquility as if the fire had gone out and that feeling of loneliness that my house, which I should have been used to seeing, was felt elsewhere......

"Please, help her."

"No, I..."

What a straight eyed guy.

I don't have any strays in my thoughts, those are my eyes.

Its straight eyes are just a little cloudy.

Believe the con artist, what will you do?

"That girl has a little bit of a loose spot. It would be helpful to have someone as firm as you."

Bertina's expression softens a little.

"A little... Are your eyes a pit?

"Hehe, my child is unconditional, cute, and he looks genius again."

"Parent idiot."

"I'm an idiot instead of a parent"

The overly perfect beauty that was giving the impression of being cold as ice distorts the crease.

It was irregularly beautiful and powerful enough to unconditionally surrender the beholder.

It's cheating... is there such a cheaty weapon in early gear?

"Come on, it's time to go inside. We're all worried."

"Oh. No, I didn't have breakfast, either."

Following Bertina, I enter the church grounds.

The smell is drifting outside.

I guess I'm rewarming up inside the church.

"That smells good."

Bertina loosens her mouth happily.

"Ginette's rice is delicious."

"Yep. I can't give you anything back from me. That's why I want you to be grateful and delicious."

Oddly enough, this guy also seems to be practicing The Courtesy I taught Ginette.

"I suppose we should be more reluctant,"

"No..."

I guess Ginette feels filled when she sees everyone eating happily.

You'd better have them eat it looking delicious than you can't stop donating.

Well, separate measures will be needed with regard to the cost of materials...

"Speaking of which, besides the kids just now, how many more are there?

"Huh? No, just as many kids, all of them?

"What?"

My leg stops unexpectedly.

No, there were only ten kids you saw earlier, right?

"I've been down about thirty servings?

"Oh, if that's the case"

Bertina says, pounding her own stomach with a full grin.

"I'm a foodie."

"Don't you dare!

I can't cut you off, but I'm gonna cut you down on the amount of meals!

Absolutely!

With renewed determination, I entered the church.