Isekai Sagishi no Consulting

"Why are you following me?

"I'm free all day, so think of Ginette's help."

Estella will follow us out of church.

Because of this guy, I was the only one who ate a cold breakfast. This guy is a plague god.

"(And I monitored your behavior, too.)"

Estella squeaks in my ear.

"Yes, my face is close! Don't talk in your ear, you're surprised you smell a little good!

"You're a truly honest man."

You look at me like Estella's stunned.

If I look honest, you're the one being honest.

Because I'm just being honest with you, I am.... He knows about spices, and he's the one who can't be caught off guard. I don't know what you're going to do, but I won't touch anything about it after that, and I usually talk to you.

In the meantime, we should see how to get out.

but you're not the one who doesn't really want to be with me in the mood.

"Oh, yeah. Mr. Yashiro."

Ginette, who was walking in front of me pulling the luggage, looks back at me.

"It was Estella who gave me this morning's sea fish."

"Heh, really? Hey, change."

"Don't you have feelings of gratitude?

Stupid thing. It's because of the sea that the fish in the ocean taste good. I have no reason to thank you.

"Speaking of which, if you've caught fish in the ocean, where's the money going to be taken?

If Estella has caught that fish, you know why sea fish get higher.

I was interested to know where the hell they tax me.

"It's usually an introductory tax."

"So you get taxed when you bring in fish."

"That's right. Fish and people."

Estella took what I wanted to hear and even made up for it.

Even residents seem to spend money walking through gates. It's a nasty system.

To say how nasty it is, it's like taking the entrance fee to an amusement park not only from the guests, but also from the staff working in the store. If you don't pay the entrance fee, you won't be able to make money, so it's worse for them.

"Close to the sea is the 35th arrondissement, and you'll be taxed quite a bit to get through the gates there."

"Well, why don't we go in through a different gate"

Indeed, the gates of this city should have been in various districts.

I think it's the 30th arrondissement gate I went into.

The proximity of the 35th arrondissement to the sea means that many would use it even if the 35th arrondissement imposed more taxes on fish. In that case, there is no hand to not tax.

Then, conversely, a gate far from the sea should save you money on taxes on fish.

"That's not true... you never even thought about it"

Estella nods admirably.

"Consider the distance travelled, and if you go through the most costly gates, sea fish could be cheaper on the market."

It's what Estella says with her sparkling eyes, so I denied it.

"No, it's not"

When taxes float, it's the humans who want to miss what floats.

Market prices will not go down unless even competitors show up.

"But I'm sure you'll all be happy if you get sea fish cheaper"

"Fishermen and merchants are not doing business to please people. I'm doing it to fatten my own stomach."

"… and I will, if the customer pleases me…"

It's a rarity.

Assuming I do, the price will be set even if the purchase value drops.

"All I was trying to say was that purchasing fish before you cross the gate might make you profitable"

If I buy fish in the gate, it's really going to be a post-tax charge.

Then I thought if I bought it outside the gate and went into the city from the cheap gate of taxes, it would go up cheap.

But when it comes to introductory taxes on people, this may not be a very good way.

"You... are amazing"

Estella stares at me in the face.

Don't... I've only been a little aware of the girl in you since I touched her tits, so I can light her up.

"Awesome."

"Say smart!

Who is to blame?

I just hate squandering.

Waste is stupid.

But the happiness of the sea is something I want to get slow.

I want to make sure I don't have to pay for it in vain.

I'd love to go vegetarian diving myself.

"Then, one more thing. There are factors that make sea fish higher."

Where I started thinking about self-fishing, Estella brought further information.

"It's gonna cost this guy money."

That's what I say, take out one roll of paper.

Emblem with twin eakers and snakes depicted.

It's parchment with such an emblem.

"It's the Lord's permit."

"Do you have permission to catch sea fish?

"That's right. Your guild, or the lord of your neighborhood."

No matter how wide the ocean is, whoever allows it to fish will have a negative impact on the ecosystem.

... No, in this case, you would feel that you are securing your rights under the pretext of protecting the rights of fishermen.

Indeed, in order to sell spices, he needed to belong to the guild or be a resident of some district. Are you saying it's the guild and the lord that guarantee your identity in this city?

Considering a force like 'forced translation magic'......

Where the church is a country, the lord is a local government, and the guild is a company?

There are absolute laws (commandments of the Church) established by the State, ordinances (powers of the Lords) established by local authorities, and corporate rules (rules of the Alliance). In addition, whoever belongs to the Alliance, no matter what local government, will be bound by the rules of the Alliance.

Take the case of people living in Tokyo, Chiba and Saitama who work for the same company… If they are employees of the same company even if they pay local taxes in different places, they can be bound by the same rules and enjoy the same benefits.

Systematically, that doesn't seem to make a difference.

"So, that mark is the emblem of the lord of District 42?

"Oh. If you're going to live in the 42nd arrondissement, I think you're going to see it again. It's a seal that must be in your contract or permit."

"Are there other permits?

"There's a lot going on. Store opening permit on trading permit. There are as many roadside stones that require permission to live."

"You can easily fabricate a permit by imitating the emblem."

"I don't say much, traveler."

Stick your fingertips in my nose and Estella intensifies her tone.

"Abusing a lord's emblem is a felony. End your life with the curse of the Spirit God, or end your life with punishment by man... I'm sorry for those two choices, right?

"... I've learned, I'll be careful"

The worldly remarks of ignorant travellers are taken seriously only once. And under that care, Estella probably called me 'Traveler.'

Is the abuse of the emblem a felony?

Well, counterfeiting official documents is a felony in Japan.

If we don't keep severe punishment there, order will collapse.

Counterfeiting official documents and currency is a felony in every world.

Though...

"That permit, can I see it?

"I'll give it to you if you want it. This one's already expired."

The permit had a major judgment pressed for 'lapse'.

Apparently, it's a single-use permit.... disposable parchment? What a waste.

For convenience, however, there was no ink on the emblem.

Now I can see even the fine text.

If you can see it.............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

I hope I don't abuse it.

There's no harm in keeping it for a time called Isa.

I missed the permit I got.

"Oh?"

I walked out of church for about five minutes and Ginette accidentally raised her voice.

By a large field, two men were talking in.

"It's Mr. Mormatt and I over there..."

"Of the Merchant Alliance, you're Ascension."

The crocodile-faced man desperately complaining about something is Momat, who had a little conversation to go to.

Talking to Momat like that is a good width osan with a pig face.

"What's going on? Something seems to be rubbing..."

Ginette looks anxious.

Rather than rubbing it, it looks like Mormat is unilaterally angry.

A merchant named Asunt can rather even afford it, a transverse attitude.

"Shall we go and see how things are going?"

"Right."

Estella says, Ginette nods.

I will follow it, and all three will come closer to the two of us arguing.

"That's not right, Asunt!

"Whatever you say, it's already been decided,"

"Oh, that!

When Ginette speaks, the two Osama stop arguing and look back at this one.

Assunt lowers his head in a sense of spare time, and Maumatt only floats his face and misses his gaze as the bumps look bad.

"This is from the Yangdu Pavilion. We always take care of you."

Asunt greets Ginette.

So this guy's one of those vendors wholesale scum vegetables in the dining room?

"What's wrong with you? It looked like I was rubbing something."

"No, I was just telling you the guild's decision."

"That's too one-sided. It's on me!

To Asunt, who talks about it in a floating manner, Momat bites all the time if he is unbearable.

But Assunt is windy on Willow.

"Mr. Mormatt. What happened, sir?

I speak with a calm voice to Mormat, who breathes on my shoulders.

At times like this, it's a good idea to listen to those who are angry. Anyway, even if Assunt asks, he'll tease you like it's convenient.

Mormat, if you ask me for my opinion, Assunt will argue with you on his own. So I can hear both opinions smoothly.

"Nothing, this guy's been telling me to sell one RB a kilo for five kilos and one RB!

"Oh no... then, uh..."

Ginette begins the fingerfold calculation.... Can't you calculate, cafeteria owner...

Shh. I'll help you.

"That's a fifth price."

"That's right! They're buying it at such a low price. Oh, this one's up for business!

"Even so, because this is something I've already decided on in my guild"

No matter how intense Maumatt gets, Assunt is a strain of "what's already been decided". He doesn't even seem willing to negotiate.

I bow my head to Eagle Deep and try to finish the story.

"Best regards, we will be buying it out at this price in the future"

"Wait! With this kind of purchase, we farmers will die without a week!

"... is that true?

Asunt devoured Mormat's inadvertent remarks.

I guess Mormat had a sense that he had lost his word too, clogged the words and shut up.

"'If prices change, Mr. Mormatt, the farmers will all die without waiting a week,' you say?

"Yes, no, that's in the Aya of the Word..."

Mormat stuck in words. But Assunt rolls up to rap to make sure he doesn't miss the winning chance he grabs.

"Our Venerable Spirit God hates falsehood above all else. If changing prices means you're all going to die, then you have to change your mind, too, as an guild. But if that was a lie... let me call the Spirit's Judgement."

Asunt laughs disgustingly.

Checkmate. That's what I'm talking about.

"What do you think? Would you let me buy it at this value just this once to try it out? So let me tell you if there are things that make all the farmers die. If you face death, we will pay you the difference immediately, and after the next time, we will buy you double your current amount. But..."

Asunt steps one step closer to Mormat, keeping his body close. Momat takes a step back to go with it.

"If, after a week, you don't even seem to see any signs of death, then I would like to activate The Judgement of the Spirit"

"Ma, wait! That's all......!

Now Maumatt moves forward to follow Asunt, who pulls himself away.

Stretch out your arms and plead with Asunt.

Just waiting for that plea, Assunto grins in full. I don't know if I'm going to laugh like a saint myself, but I'm waving a grin to make this look good.

It just looks like Hyena's tongue-in-cheek to me.

"So instead of asking for your favor, you can ask for yours, too, right?

In that word, Maumatt drops his shoulder disappointingly.

I guess I realized there was a battle.

"... ok. Five kilos, one RB is fine"

"No, you're not."

"... what?

Assunt pokes an even more evil grin at Maumatt, who exposes his pitiful expression.

"Ten kilos, one RB."

"Become!?

Maumatt stuffs to Assunt and grabs both shoulders abusively.

Assunt has a cool look on his face until he is left to be.

"'Cause you just said 5k1 RB!

"That was just now. That's why we've added new conditions, so if we don't add more conditions, we can't get a match."

"But, you know... I can't believe it's 10k1 RB... then we're really dead... ugh!

Mormat also holds his mouth with an inadvertent remark. I seem to have thought of it on the brink, but it's too late. The first statement is irrevocable.

"Well, this is only a negotiation, so if you don't seem to like it, you can kick me, right?

".................. cum"

Hands off Assunt's shoulder, Maumatt retreats loosely.

I find myself completely relieved by the slow movement that followed me as if I were a teasing doll with no will.

"... Mr. Mormat"

Next to me, Ginette leaks her plundered voice.

When I saw it.................. I cried in tears.

... Why are you crying?

I guess it's none of your business...

Maumatt's self-destruction is precisely due to Maumatt's lack of thought. He deserves it.

It's worse to be fooled.

Again, my theory proved to be correct.

More than that, the fear should be whether the fangs are not suitable for the sun or the pavilion.

Keep the purchase value low and increase the selling price. That would double the profits at once.

When I was in such danger, I got eyes on Estella.

... what the fuck? Is that what you're trying to say to me?

Staring back, Estella slipped away from her gaze.

Just because I didn't want to see Ginette cry, I turned my back on each body.

"Ahhh!

Suddenly, Ginette speaks up.

... you idiot.

Now's not the time to pinch your mouth!

I got a headache imagining this next development.

And it will probably unfold exactly as I thought it would.

That is, Ginette puts out a help ship to Maumatt, which is attached there to the detriment of the dining room. And I guess Ginette accepts that without hesitation. "If that saves Mr. Mormatt," he said.

Which way, though. Asunt will strain both the dining room and the farmers. The poor are being exploited more and more as the contract is signed and cannot be changed.

"When farmers' lives tilt, I think the quality of vegetables will also fall!

A dozen years ago, they're going to convince Assunt with honesty.... Well, it won't be worth it.

"Ho... so?

Reorienting his body from Mormat to Ginette, Assunt arms lightly.

That's more like speech arming than listening posture...... "Take it and stand," it seems on your face.

"So could you make the purchase a little more expensive for him?

"But then, our guild will suffer. We're not volunteers either, so I was wondering if that would be difficult."

"So, but so far, they've come at 1 RB a kilo!

"Our guild is in a tough situation right now, too."

The Alliance is in a tough situation...

"Hey, Estella"

I approach Estella and whisper.

"Can't what I'm saying now be called the Judgement of the Spirit?

"The Alliance is tough now, too," he said.

I was wondering if this could be utilized in the same way as the threat Asunt made to Maumatt earlier.

I don't think so.

Denied in terminal terms.

"'Tough' is a big judgment by individual subjectivity. No matter how wealthy you are, if you insist 'it's tough to this extent', it's no longer a lie"

"Does reason make sense?

"Nothing without judgment will be judged"

That's a doodle, "The Judgement of the Spirit".

"That means. You're lying about something that's never going to happen, but you're saying that if I say 'I love you', you can't judge me in 'The Spirit's Judgement', right?

"... I can only feel bad about the analogy... well, I guess so. If you keep insisting strongly that you love me, even if circumstantial evidence denies it, the Spirit Judgement will decide that you love me... it's kind of embarrassing this conversation..."

Estella dyes her cheeks thin.

Oh, it's strange because you look like a girl when you look at it like this.... Well, I'm a girl.

"Is that better than that? If you leave us alone, our Princess Ginette will be pushed to a hell of a deal."

Oh, yeah, I did.

If you look away from him, you must be wheeling agreement on an unlikely contract.

Damn, he's a baking shop owner to look after.

"So, but Mr. Mormatt is a very kind man, always good to me...!

It's like I'm starting to make a misguided claim.

Kindness, good people, that's what makes money.

The only way to convince a merchant is to either move the money or make it immobile.

"So please, manage to reduce Mr. Mormatt's burden!

"Hey, great. That's Mr. Yang Dai Ting."

Asunt gives dry applause.

"Okay. If that's what you're saying, we'll also consider returning 10 kilos to 1 RB."

"Is it true!? Good for you, Mr. Mormatt!

Let the look shine and Ginette smiles at Mormat.

Maumatt, too, "Ah, ah," has a grin he can't quite understand.

... These guys can't.

"Put it back in 5k1 RB"... you're not back.

Besides, you're just saying 'I'll consider it'. 'After considering it, it's decided to be 10 kilos at 1 RB'.

"Instead, you will compensate for the disadvantages we suffer with Mr. Yang Dai Ting... Are you sure?

"If that's the case, welcome...............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

I blocked Ginette's mouth in a hurry.

... This guy, what were you trying to say now? Seriously, I'm scared, you natural.

"Mm-hmm! Mochi! Chicken thighs!

Ginette is calling something.

Yeah, don't talk. Though it would feel good to have a soft feel in your palm going and going! What would you do if you accidentally stumbled on me!... Let's not wash our hands for a while.

I put my face close to Ginette and say it in my ear.

"Just shut up. Don't say a word until you tell me I'm good."

"Mm-hmm?

"I don't know what you're talking about, but do as I say. Can we run out of canteens?

"The dining room will be gone"

The words seemed to pierce Ginette, and Ginette suddenly grew dear.

When I look at him, he looks like he's about to cry.

"Oh, hey, idiot, don't cry, okay?

When I say it, I start to cry in Ginette's eyes, and it's going to drop zero now.

"Well, don't let it happen, 'cause I'll do something about it! So listen to me and shut up! Ok!?

Strongly, Ginette snorted after staring at my face jiggly.

Tears couldn't be more critical.

Let go of my hand from Ginette's mouth. And, "Suha," Ginette breathed heavily.

"Don't talk."

When I say it, Ginette snorts again.

Well...... and.

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Is that it? Was it because you could see yourself to the detriment?

No, you're not. Because I'm sure this is going to be gold.

Yeah. If you go my way, you can let a fucking merchant guild blow you a bubble.

That's why I moved.... Though I haven't fully grasped the rules of The Spirit's Judgement yet... Well, if you're a dwarf to this extent, bring it to your practice opponent?

Though, you're a little anxious...

Hilariously, stare at Estella.

Looks like he can do as much support as I can...

"Estella, I need a little help."

When I call, Estella responds honestly and walks up to me.... Close, close, close! We're too close!

Estella approached me so close that she hit me with her body that she squeaked in her ear.

"You made Ginette cry, didn't you?

"Hey, no tears, so it's safe, right?

"............... I guess you can manage that, huh?

I wish you could help me.

"............ If things go well, I'll flush this one down to the water for you"

"Thank you. Who are you?

"My girlfriend."

Oh, no. My girlfriend used to give me width even in middle school.

"Hey! Will you not talk to Miyo too much?" "Miyo, because I think you're annoying!" "If you want to talk to Miyo, let me through before you do!"... what are you like!? It's Miyo I want to talk to, not you Guardians!

....................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... I was annoyed when I remembered my first lovers Miyo's Guardians.

Your girlfriend is a pain in the ass in the ass in every world.

"If you're going to screw up... I'm going to stab you, right?

Estella flickers a knife that can only be called a murder weapon, about 20 centimeters across the blade.

... Exactly, my Japanese girlfriend didn't make it this far.

I don't want to be stabbed, so I decide to do my best.

"Mr. Assunt, we're changing players."

"Oh, you're the first person I see, right? In what relationship?

"I've been working at the Yashiro Pavilion since yesterday. Let me lie down for a reason."

"(Why do you do my mane?

"(Stupid. Honestly, I just didn't like naming my real name)"

"(If you admire me, you can honestly say that)"

"(Ha-ha-ha. Say it when it's a B cup)"

"(... I'll stab you?

Step away from the seriously toned Estella, I confront Assunt.

One step forward put him just in a position to shelter Mormat on his back.

"Yashiro... are you okay?

Maumatt asks me in a whisper.

... No sardines to worry about you. This suicide bomber.

"Before the farmer's purchase price, here's one thing I'd like to ask you for?

"Oh, what is it?

Taking a favor from here soothes Assunt's expression.

I guess I stepped on it that I could take the negotiations in my favor. No, I added more wishes here in this flow, maybe you think it's easy to give.

"As it stands, Yang Dai Ting is purchasing from eleven vendors. I want to single that out."

Asunt's little nose moves pickly.

"It's..."

For a moment, clouding the words.

A single supplier can lead to a reduction in revenue if you try to make it an Alliance. Transportation costs are reduced by enough people.

Okay, how do we get out?

"I can't do anything about it personally. We need to talk to each merchant individually."

Is that it?

So, when you talk individually, you're going to threaten to "cut me and you're not going to get this product, you're going to lose money" like you did with your mouth.

And in fact, when I try not to sell the merchant that cut me off, and I really sell it at the price that I lost where I asked for it...

It would be a valid threat to weak employers without connections.

But.

"Well, let's get started and get rid of your deal."

"Are you sure? If you lose your contract with me, Mr. Yang Ma Ting won't be able to get the vegetables, will he?

See?

"Mr. Yashiro may not know because he's young, but there were a lot of complicated arrangements among the merchants. I'm in charge of vegetables and I don't have any hands on fruit or fish. There were only other merchants, and I think it's for each other to get along with every merchant in a balanced way... if you're on the market, you should change your mind. They hate mass bulk buying. It won't be possible to purchase every day."

"Some vegetables would buy directly from farmers"

"Directly? Ha, ha, ha!

Suddenly, Asunt laughed with his belly in his arms.

"You shouldn't do that. It's impossible."

Asunt laughs raggedly at what is so strange.

"I see. I see why you're so confident. Direct buying and selling. Sure, it would be possible to buy cheap if you did that...... but that is against the rules"

"What are the rules, guilds?

If so, it has nothing to do with me not being a member of the Alliance.

"No. It's the rules of the church"

"Of the church?

I turn my gaze to Estella, who's holding back next door.

Draw the meaning of my gaze and Estella will explain.

"To protect the income of each profession, the Church created a mechanism whereby professions do not compete with each other. To be specific, it is forbidden for persons who are not members of the fishing industry to catch and sell fish on their own initiative. This is a measure to prevent a price collapse, and it is assumed that no one should make money from the job except the determined ones."

"What if I violate?

"may be tried by the presiding court, deported from the city or, if malicious, executed"

Well, it's horrible.

I mean, don't you smuggle it and sell it for a broken price?

Well, if that goes sideways, the market will be destroyed and you won't be able to take it back.

"With the most exceptions, with the permission of the lords of the districts, we can carry out the business unilaterally"

I see.

So, when a person who is not a member of the Alliance sells things, they need a lord's permit?

"And the merchant guild had contracts with each producer, and Mr. Maumatt there is forbidden to sell the goods to anyone other than our guild. If you violate, by the judgment of the Spirit, you are a frog."

Will the breach of contract between the guild and the producer be judged by the 'Spirit's Judgement', not by the presiding court...

Oh, well.

The contract between the Alliance and the producer is a 'lie' because it violates the word 'keep the contract', but it's not a 'lie' because clandestine fishing hasn't exchanged a contract 'not clandestine fishing'.

I mean, is it the presiding court that judges violations that are not 'lies'?

"Do you understand? Unfortunately, Mr. Yashiro's strategy cannot be implemented. I'm sorry."

Uh-huh, that winning face, don't get annoyed.

If you tell me, you're the one who's sorry.

Whatever you are... you are on my "no heartache list".

"By the way, is there anywhere you can buy me garbage?

"Garbage......, is it?

"Ah. I think it's time to buy a desk and chair for the Yang Deception Pavilion...... if there's a merchant who can buy me something I want to dispose of, would you introduce me?

"Hahaha! No, Mr. Yashiro is a really unique person. There are no merchants who give money to dispose of it."

"What? Why, I want to have it."

"If that's what you think, why don't you let Mr. Yashiro start that business? I'll buy out the useless garbage... hehe, business."

Asunt is smiling with Niyaniya, like he makes a fool of me.

That annoying smile, how long can I stay afloat?

"So, what do you do? As I was saying, will you cancel your deal with me?

"What you said earlier," he emphasised.

I mean, if you want to keep trading, this is the way to go.

"If you wish to continue trading, let me offer you a new price…"

"No, you can cut it off"

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

Assunt solidifies.

He looks at me like he sees something he doesn't understand.

"So I'm not going to make any future deals with you"

"But............... you won't regret it, will you?

"Well, maybe"

"Really............... okay. As you wish."

Assunto's voice suddenly turns cold.

Looks like they have quite a few.

I guess this is also a negotiating modus operandi.

If you're obviously angry, you'll have your advantage during the next negotiation.

This is the only way to negotiate with someone who's pissed me off. I also have to ask some difficult questions.

Assunt consistently tries to carry the negotiations in his favor.

But it doesn't work for me.

Because there's no next negotiation.

Is it because of my spare attitude, Assunt gives a glimpse of the uncomfortable look on his face?

And I know you're going to hold me back, but I said this to Mormat.

"With one less place on contract, the operation of the guild will be tough again. In this way, you can no longer lose a single sentence from 10k1 RB!

"Oh, no!

It's my appeal that Mormat sent a message.

Mormat stares at me when I'm put on it.

Oh, no, no. Either way, you were willing to go for 10 kilos per RB.

"So why don't you sell him?

"Stupid!? You tell us to die!?

"I didn't say it. That's the kind of extreme idea that makes you shrug your legs."

I speak calmly to Maumatt, who snorts furiously.

Mormat, too, seemed to understand his downfall and didn't say it any harder.

He still has a crying, desperate look on his face.

"But when it does... how do I live from now on..."

"Aren't we going to have to rely on self-sufficiency?

"That's what I still do. All we eat in our fields are picked!

"You just need to secure a lot more for your own home. So, just sell the surplus to the Alliance."

"I just secured a ton of vegetables and if I can't eat them, they'll just be garbage!?

"If you're trash, you can throw it away"

"You're asking me to throw my vegetables away for nothing!?

Maumatt's hand grabs my chest and tightens it tightly.

The horrible crocodile's eyes stare at me. It's powerful enough to be drunk alone.

"By the way, they don't have any guilds to sell or buy garbage, so it doesn't look like it's against the rules to do it freely there,"

"What's wrong with that!? Who buys me garbage or something!?

"Me"

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

Mormat exposes the Manuke surface and loosens the force of his hand.

In that gap, I get out of my hands and fix my collar.

And I'll stretch my spine and tell Mormat.

"If there's going to be a lot of garbage, tell me. I'll pick it up in 10 kilos, 20 RB."

"Become!?

Previously, the amount Mormat and the others had in their hands was RB 1 per kilo, RB 10 per kilo.

And the scum vegetables that Ginette was purchasing were 10 kilos and 80 RB.

If I buy it out at 10 kilometers and 20 RB, Maumatt is expected to earn twice as much as he would in the past, and Yang Deception Pavilion will have to spend a quarter. That's a good thing.

"Even so, there is a limited amount that we can pick up, so let me limit the total amount of 'talk to the neighboring farmers'."

"Hey, wait a minute!

It was Asunt who had pinned his mouth to my words.

"That's a violation! It's a sabotage to our merchant guild! I can't admit that!

"Really? I'm just buying away 'waste that's not a commodity', right?

"Isn't that waste!?

"Waste. You don't eat 10 or 20 kilos of vegetables in a family, do you? Isn't it a problem to throw it away before it rots? Or something? Even the total amount of vegetables farmers can consume at home, does the guild prescribe?

"... no, that's not..."

"No matter how much vegetables Mormat secures for his parents' home, or throws away the vegetables he secures, that shouldn't be where the guild comes in. And..."

I'll stick my finger on Asunt's nose and make it clear.

"You're the one who said, 'There's no merchant to give money for what you dispose of,' right? And you said this, too? 'If that's what you think, why don't you let Mr. Yashiro start that business? The business of buying out useless garbage'..."

"... cum!

A blood vessel rises firmly on Asunt's forehead.

Greasy sweat seeps out, tekateka and pig faces tekate out.

"That's why I'm starting. I'm gonna hang out with the dining room, but I'm gonna do that new business."

I assure you so, Assunt has been completely silent.

"Oh...................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

Maumatt is shaking his body with a mess.

"Simple, silly crocodile"

"What!?

To a floating crocodile, I'll stab the nail.

"The Yang Deception Pavilion is not wealthy enough to rescue poor farmers. I'll only buy it for twice the price of" just for use with us. "But there's nothing more I can do. From there, you can discuss it with your guild and make a compromise."

"Oh, oh... okay. No, but you're happy. Looks like my vegetables are up in value!

Mo mat to shake around.

This crocodile doesn't seem to understand very well... well, do the rest yourself.

I'm all hail because I can now buy the vegetables I think are good for cheap.

The farmers will also be somewhat easier if a certain amount of income is secured each month.

At least it should be better than getting all the vegetables bought down with a traditional tenth.

"... brilliant"

Estella puts her hand on my shoulder and whispers those words.

"He was just an idiot at the practice bench level."

"No, it's a big deal."

Estella has a satisfying grin.

Sounds kind of complimented and uncomfortable.

"So, was there anywhere in my story right now that I might get caught up in The Spirit's Judgement?

"That's right............... yeah, I think I'll be fine"

I don't feel safe, but I'll trust you for now.

"I'd rather file an application for guild opening with my lord than that"

"Guild opening?

"Whoever starts a new profession can open the guild to which it belongs."

"Is that a garbage collection guild? You don't need it, you don't."

"No, you'll need it. If someone else opens it later, we'll have to follow your rules."

I see, do I have to prevent him from coming out after riding my business and sipping delicious juice...

I don't know how to open it.

"Though I hit my hand with a week's worth of lunch?

Estella tells me with a Doya face.

... Well, as far as I'm concerned I don't have anything to precede you... do you owe this guy... ahhh.

"... Roger that. Regards."

"Leave it to me. 'Cause I'm gonna go through the process by the end of the day."

Pong my back, Estella ran away.

... I wonder if I can trust him?

Maumatt was as excited as ever, and walking around slightly in the field, he was roaring as he thought.

... I'm scared.

And when I realized it, I didn't see Asunt.

I admitted to losing and I pulled myself away.......................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

Maybe they'll set something up. We have to be very careful.

And... it's this guy.

…………

I held my mouth down with both hands, my big eyes glowing, Ginette dyed her cheeks and ears bright red staring at me jizzily.

Stupidly, he doesn't seem to be going to talk 'til he says I'm good'.... but they say it's time to get to the limit. I just made sure to say, "I want to talk! Enough!?," he is signaling with his eyes.

"... you can talk"

"Mr. Yashiro!

Ginette jumped at me if I wanted to.

Around the chest, the softness of Kanlan is pressed.

"It's amazing, Mr. Yashiro! Mr. Mormatt and our dining room are all easier!

"No, you haven't, have you?

"I'm going to be!

He seemed pretty happy, and I guess this guy is losing it.

That the Alliance will suffer losses as we get easier.

Well, you should let this hobbyist not notice.

"Besides, it's not a scum vegetable, it's a decent vegetable!? Awesome! I'm sure our customers will be satisfied!

"That cafeteria... are you coming?

"I'm coming, it is! You need about five people a day!

Less... I can't say that not zero is at least the salvation... but the five of us... isn't that the level of being a restaurant?

Damn, seriously, we have to do something about it, don't get into no inn returns early.

"Oh, you guys"

Mormat, who was walking around the field slightly, calls us.

In his hands, he holds colorful vegetables like mountains.

"I'm grateful. Take it."

"What!? Oh, no, I'm sorry! So many!"

"That's okay, Ginette! If it weren't for Yashiro, this vegetable would only have been worth as much as scum. The same goes for sales, but most of all, I'm glad you protected me and the value of this vegetable. Do me a favor."

"No, but..."

"Bye, Yashiro! You'd get it, wouldn't you?

Through Ginette like a hunk of reluctance, Mormat takes it to me like that.

If it's for free, I can't be more grateful.

Now I'm going to cut my hands off early with the vendor.

"Let's say you want to be."

"That's right, you got to lose it!

"Um, but, Mr. Yashiro..."

"Ginette, Osama is delighted that the value of his vegetables has been preserved. Then if you make this vegetable a delicious dish and serve it to your guests, don't you think Osama would be even happier?

"In my cooking... Mr. Mormat, would you be happy?

Ginette peeks at Mormat with a slightly harder look to believe.

Maumatt nods clearly and smiles lavishly.

"That's not good! Tell Ginette and these customers that our vegetables are delicious. Well, I'm glad to hear it."

Listening to Maumatt's words, Ginette's expression brightens.

"Yes!"

Ginette then rushes over to Momat and begins to help carry vegetables like mountains.

Not at all.

I don't know if it's easy to think about just getting something for me.

Your interests will feed me. I don't want you to be shy.

Otherwise, you can't even expect me to get paid.

Whatever, I'm glad I got the vegetables for free.

Let's put this vegetable on the menu as a donation to the church and a thank you to Estella can be done with scum vegetables.

Increase the price per customer to make a profit. And we just need to renovate the store so we can get more customers.

If the store flourishes, all sorts of people will visit.

That way, we'll have information about this city, and Conne will.

Besides, I might be able to get some info on the guys doing stinky business like a merchant guild.

Bad business is my good duck.

If the lousy people in this city are ducking Ginette, I'll duck those lousy people.

I am the one who reigns at the apex of the con man pyramid.

I think you see what I have to do.

Help Ginette and rebuild the Yangdu Pavilion.

Oddly enough,......, that's also what Bertina and Estella wanted.

So, if there is, it would be a good idea to try one here.

If you can make me think of myself as a 'good guy', it might help a lot.

"Ginette."

"Yes."

"We're gonna rebuild the dining room."

"... Huh?

"We can call more guests, make it a popular dining room."

"Do you want to see the Yangdu Pavilion?

"That's right. We get a lot of people together every day, make it that place."

"Like when your grandfather... was there, is it?

No, I don't know about when Grandpa was around.

Ginette clogs her words, for a moment, with a crying look on her face.

But it quickly turned into a laugh.

"... Yes. Good luck."

- Tears fall zero as tears of joy.

Well, I'll let you use it sophisticated.

This simple, unpopular favorite.