Isekai Sagishi no Consulting

"Something missing from this store. It's a 'grid'."

One morning. After finishing my donation to the church and returning to the store, I speak up in the store.

I'm here with Ginette, who was getting ready to open the store, and Estella, who decided to stick with me to the store after breakfast here at church recently.

Payment of the price to Estella - providing a week-long lunch for the effort associated with opening a garbage collection guild - is complete. Yet why don't you ever get tired of coming here every day...... well, I hope I don't even bother you.

"By" character, "do you mean" character "?

It was Estella who reacted to my words.

Ginette doesn't seem to understand the meaning of the words she was told, and she has a Kyotong face.

... I don't depend, store owner.

"It doesn't have to be just 'character'. You can have 'style', or you can have 'format' if it's expensive"

In short, we need to upgrade the store.

For a few days, I've been watching the Yangdu Pavilion open. That's the answer I got there.

"Does' you can have it 'mean' you don't have to '?

"You don't have to be able to sell. Even the lowest cafeteria, like here, has only the right to be open."

Ginette said, "Um, didn't they say something terrible right now?" to show a slight reaction. but I didn't seem to be sure and said anything. This guy still stinks today.

"So how does raising that 'character' change anything?

Estella's tone sounds interesting somewhere.

Don't you dare try me on this one.

"If the 'character' rises, the quality of the guests will be better"

"You think the rich are going to push you over in big numbers?

"No. You won't come except the poor, something about a parrot cafeteria so strangely built in the corner of District 42"

Ginette said, "That, that!? That's definitely a terrible thing to say, isn't it?!? I look like," but I didn't seem to have any certainty again and I didn't say anything.

You have a god, how does this guy smell?

"So what are you raising the 'rating' for? In terms of customers and income, after all, the status quo is maintained, right?

"Well, it may not affect you right away, but in the medium to long term, it definitely benefits"

"Heh... what exactly?

"Better Guest Quality"

"So... the story's looping, huh?

Estella looks at me with a surprise.

"I'm not looping. You just don't understand."

"Guests only come poor people to maintain the status quo, don't they?

"Oh, only the poor come. The store stinks of poverty. The only thing that comes to the smell of poverty is the smell of poverty. It's a poor man's festival."

Ginette says, "That's it!? That's absolutely, absolutely terrible, isn't it?!?" but I still couldn't seem to be sure and didn't say anything.

Shall I worship you, as a stinking god? Here, let's make it?

"Then the quality of the guests has not improved."

Estella reinforces the tone, as slightly irritating.

That's why I don't know this guy.

"The poor get better quality."

"... what?

The poor man lowers his face of poverty and acts of poverty because that is the atmosphere in which he will tolerate it.

Let's say, for example, we gathered a hundred poor people to throw a party in the form of a Viking. What happens then? Perhaps the battle will begin. We may flock to the rice first, push away those who are in the way, and go inside to put them in a tapper and try to bring them back, or even out to those who pick them up without even caring about the fallen things.

Because we're all poor around us, and that environment tolerates it.

So if all the attendees at that party are aristocratic rich? What happens if you throw one of the poor into it...

The poor shrivel into the air around them and become like the cats they have borrowed.

And you'll even remember to look at yourself out of place and be ashamed.

"Are you glad I came in these clothes?" "In the first place, why are you here…".

Objectively, it is obvious that if you are understated and you are a minor, it is difficult to devote yourself to the brush tongue when it comes to finesse and uncomfortable.

Luxury hotels and first-rate inns not only cut off their guests' feet at prices like that.

"Are you the one who deserves us?".

Still, whoever really wants to go there polishes and repairs himself and strives to be the one who deserves the place, even on the surface alone.

Yes, customers work hard to change themselves and voluntarily raise their 'quality' and 'character'.

"- and that makes the quality of our customers better"

"Is it going to be that good?

Estella, who was listening to me in silence, spat out such a negative word at the very beginning of the opening.

Doesn't this guy even have a poison bag on his throat?

"If I get uncomfortable, I just feel like my guests won't come? There's more to the dining room than that."

"That's what stores with a proven track record of attracting more than a certain amount of customers think. I'm not talking about a shop like here that only comes to tea drinking baba and eating escape yarrow. I don't deserve to say it."

"Oh, um...!

Ginette said, "I can't help but say this time! He calls out to me with a face like that. but when I looked at him,"... no, it's nothing, "he pulled back.

Does the benefit of a stinking God mean that it stinks more and more? Then let's not come.

"It's not the kind of stage where you go into protection because you're afraid your feet are far away, is it?

"Well, yeah"

Estella seems to have finally come to understand.

Shows a look like the back of his throat was snagged off. No, I guess his face says he's still caught about a small bone.

"What if when a new customer arrives, it's just a bunch of crap in the store that doesn't even have a piece of product?

"If I were you, I'd never go to that store again."

"That's the thing. It doesn't make sense if we don't consolidate our ground before we try to attract more customers."

It's like building a skyscraper out of the ground. That is the most abominable sin for humanity: 'stupidity'.

People should not be 'stupid'.

People have to be 'smart'.

"I know more or less what you're trying to say."

"That's good. The owner wouldn't understand anything."

"Oh, no. Yikes!?

Ginette enters the circle of conversations in a hurry.

"Or did you just raise your 'character'?

"Is that your limit?

"Ginette, you don't have to."

"Aww... kindness kind of hurts..."

Estella strokes the depressing Ginette's head as if to abate.

Seeking 'character' and 'style' from Ginette is an impossible story.

The "lattice" that has been repaired is quickly worn out and collapses.

Guests are acceptable in appearance, but not on the receiving side.

If a guest of honor arrives, there should be no such thing as giving out a mess about the monk.

That is why it becomes important to 'raise the bar as far as possible to the extent that it is not impossible'.

Nothing, I don't mean to make the Yangdu Pavilion a first-rate kiosk. I'm not that reckless.

"Well, in short. I mean, to the extent that I can't see just a little bit more of this store below the bottom of a buried area without it, I'm going to get in shape."

"It's terrible, Mr. Yashiro!

Ginette has an accomplished look like, "Oh, I can finally say it".

I hope this guy's goal for achievement is low. Looks like life is fun.

"So, do you have any specific ideas?

"I have to. I'm not talking about this."

I have a secret plan.

Or it's a very royal road, which is normal in Japan.

"Made a uniform"

"" Uniform?

Ginette and Estella align and tilt their necks.

"To improve the quality of our guests, we need to draw visitors into our thoughts. The point is, you're going to need to master people."

"This is what you have to do while you're in this store." "You have to do this."

To do that, you need to keep an eye on the other person's mind.

In my subconscious, if I can make you think, 'Oh, you can't go against this guy,' this one makes perfect sense.

"Wearing authority is the quickest way to grasp people's minds"

Humans are vulnerable to uniforms.

When you look at a guard's uniform, it can be intimidating, even if the contents are student part-time.

"Don't park your bike there," even if the passing public tells you, "What? Shut up!" You can give it back, but if you're a guard opponent, you can say, "Yes. Excuse me," I would honestly follow.

The only difference between the two is whether they are in uniform or not, which means that authority depends greatly on what they wear.

"So this is it!

I take a single apron dress out of a large bag I made for myself.

"Wow!"

As soon as I saw it, Ginette sparkled my eyes.

He stares at the apron dress as it eats in, leaking "wow" and "ho" and other voices out of the air.

"Did Mr. Yashiro make this?

"Oh. You got the storage cloth before, didn't you? That one."

"Wow! It's amazing! I can't believe that old cloth would be such a cute thing!

It seemed common for humans in this world to make their own clothes, and sewing tools and cloths had quite a few.

The quality of the clothes Ginette always wears, however she sees it, is handmade.

Well, maybe buying clothes is a luxury for people in this world. It doesn't look like an outlet or anything. I had old clothes, but they were expensive.

That's why I got the extra cloth and I was making apron dresses at night.

"It's a beautiful, professional sewing......... are you sure you made it?

I'll take that lying eye as a compliment.

Estella takes the apron dress and leaks a sigh into its sewing technique.

It's a very unlikely quality made by an amateur. Let's just say the blazer I was wearing is no better than it was.

I mean, if only I had this guy on, "This store has a high grade! I can make you think." Anyway, there was this guy who mistook me for a nobleman just because he was wearing a blazer.

"This flicker is adorable!

Ginette seems to love the frills on her shoulder.

Speaking of which, these pants were a lot of frilly stuff. I'm sure you like this.

Speaking of pants, there must have been some lace stuff.

I would have liked to knit you in a race if I had the time, but, well, that would be fine with the chase.

I can't keep the status quo forever. Customers are always looking for evolution.

The race will be fine in the next phase.

"Mr. Yashiro is clever."

"Huh. More praise."

Whatever, I used to make "Batta's" for various brands.

Clothes or bags, but even shoes can be made.... shoes really had a hard time mastering. The watch was tough, too.

By the way, my bag was also made by me. It is a very 'usable' bag with all kinds of pockets everywhere.

Specifically, I hid the pulled product in a hard to find pocket and said, "Where are you telling me you hid it!? Look in the bag! It can be used for things like."

Most importantly, in The Judgement of the Spirit, you said, "Did you steal it?" If you ask, it's one shot out.

"Um! Can I just try this on!?

"Oops. To attract more customers, wear a lot."

"Yes!"

"Oh, wait a minute"

Stopped Ginette trying to put on an apron from the top of her everyday clothes and I take out another one.

"Put this guy under the apron."

"Do you have another one!? Wow... beautiful colors"

I'm famous for being a perfectionist, and I can't just end up with an apron dress. Of course, we've made a piece to wear underneath.

Ask them to wear a pure white apron dress on a thin peachy piece that isn't gorgeous enough to take advantage of Ginette's bright and puffy image.

"Separate the public from me exactly, and try to behave professionally when you're wearing it. By doing so, customers and this shop will naturally rise in character."

"Professionals.................. YES! I get it!

Ginette's expression turns into something serious.

She turned from a look she was glad to be cute to a professional look.

"Okay, I'll wear it!

Embracing the piece and apron dress in a giggle, Ginette disappears across the counter to the back of the store.

"Do you want me to help?" And I wanted to offer... I stopped because Estella was staring at me with a scared face.

... Will you stop prejudging and suppressing my behavior?

"That was a rare and serious plan for you."

"What a rarity. I'm always serious."

"I'm telling you I have a problem with that 'serious' direction?

He pokes at me where it hurts.

I can't argue with that.

"But if you can make all that clothing, I'd like to ask for it."

"How much will you give?

"You want to talk about money soon?

"Did you think you could offer it free of charge?

"Only you, I'm sure that's all."

You know exactly what I mean.

"But if you're gonna pay me a wage commensurate with the cost of materials and effort, I'm not gonna have to make you one."

"It's going to get me."

"No. This is a time for a lot of money. I guess it's only a little harder to get to the ground. We need to win credibility first."

"... looks like I'm gonna have to keep my eyes open so I don't do that."

I let it glow on its own.

I'll avoid that light and do it right. Either way, fraud is a shady business.

"But if that means at the right price, let's think about it. Can you speak to the design?

"I'll ask you some requests. Instead, if there's more demand, the price will go up for it."

"That's natural, isn't it? But what I'm trying to say is," Move easily "or" Be sturdy "or something like that. Oh, and then maybe the color."

"If you'd told me first, I'd be able to handle it."

"Well... I don't know what to do..."

Estella started seriously worrying about ordering.

I'm not sure how this guy's doing financially, but to some extent, there are indications that he's got the money.

That the clothes are decent.

The hair must be properly maintained.

Doesn't smell like bathing every day.

Besides, there seems to be plenty of room to bring Imawayaki to the souvenir, or maybe she's actually a grand nobleman's maid. ………… not. It's impossible for a grand nobleman's maid to come to a church where orphans gather for breakfast. More economically, face-to-face problems come first. In short, because my family is supposed to say, "Don't be silly".

but as I've said before, I guess he's a pretty smug little rich guy around daring to call himself "me".

That means I have the money to the extent that I don't think I mind ordering bespoke clothes.

For example, it would be more profitable to seriously make clothes and do it.

I'm not going to be a clothes store, but repeaters are welcome to drop me money on a regular basis.

Oh, that means.

"Let me measure your size"

"Ha!?

A young face stares at this one.

Yes, no... not in an erotic way...

"If we're gonna make it anyway, we're gonna be more comfortable, right?

If it's done well, it might cost two or three clothes and an order.

"... maybe Ginette's size too...?

"Oh. I measured it."

"What are you doing!?

When I said, "It's for the store," he was very shy but let me measure it.

... Hey, that was awesome.

"It was an I-cup."

"Ahhhh!?

Estella is counting the folds.

And I dropped my shoulder with a desperate look. Looks like it was too shocking.

... I mean, how does an alphabet translate?

Is it conveying the meaning properly?

"We can't even make your clothes the same size as Ginette, can we?

"... I'll have to interpret that as a new bully."

It's a bukkabuka with a chest sukkaska. I guess it wasn't worn.

"We can get a little trinket in here, can't we?

"I don't want to get in. Yikes!?

It might be convenient to carry watermelon or something...

"Free-sized clothes are fine."

"If so, wouldn't it make sense to go out of your way to make it custom-made?

"... size, I don't want to say"

"What the hell. It's an A-cup anyway, isn't it? Because I know what you mean... my eyes are so scared!

I thought I'd be shot just by my gaze.

"You should either withdraw your statement or start over with your life"

I don't think I can do it again, even though I'm already in the middle of starting over. This next one must start all over again from the age of six...... that's a pain in the ass.

"Okay, I'll correct it"

When I say it, Estella looks dissatisfied but convinced.

"'Interpreted' A Cup, isn't it?

"Where are you correcting me!?

"'I don't care how you fall,' it's a cup, right?

"A chunk of malice, you haha!?

I put my arms together and turned that way.

You're gonna hide your chest from me, but it's better if you lay on the side.

Without even realizing that, Estella swells her cheeks just saying she was offended.

"Oh, B Cup"

"Do you have a cup count on your cheek?! And I don't want to lose to cheeks!

Is that like confessing to being an A-cup?

This guy seems vulnerable to induction interrogation.

All right, do you want to try a guided interrogation?

"That, speaking of which, how many cups are you?

"Are you going to induce interrogation, is that!?

"I suddenly wanted to know. Spit out!"

"Even if you want to hear it, you'll have a few more words!?

You tough bastard!

But we have a hand over here!

"The Judgement of the Spirit!

"Ha!?

Estella's body is wrapped in a pale glow.

"Come on, now you can't throw up a lie! Let me know, how many cups are you!?

………………

He turned his contemptuous gaze to me, and Estella kept her mouth shut the whole time.

Eventually, the pale glow disappears to melt.

"Is there a silence!?

"If you don't lie, there's no problem."

"Tell me that first!

"All I think about is abuse. There's nothing I can teach you, but hey!

Hey, Estella!

What a narrow amount of him!

You're an outrageous guy, not at all!

"Oh, you know..."

With all that fuss, Ginette came back to the dining room.

but he crouches in to hide behind the counter and only puts out his face and peeks at this one.

"For once, I've worn it..."

"What are you doing? Come here."

"Yes, no... that's the thing... Mr. Yashiro, are these clothes the right size?

"Oh! It's an I-cup!

"Don't say it out loud!

"… (I cup)"

"Don't whisper!

You're a selfish guy.

"What's up, Ginette? You seemed so happy. Were you running another trick that Yashiro wasn't even doing? It dissolves when wet in water, or it's so sketchy!

"Choose that for your store uniform!

You said it was a uniform for commercial prosperity.

I'm not going to make it a dirty store, and if I do, Ginette can't. To work in a store like that doesn't work unless you're an immune girl about it. Specifically, there is no spirit. There's something wrong with that, too. He's a professional over there.

"It's the right size, and there's got to be nothing strange about it?

"Oh really... So, this is the right thing to do?

Ginette double-checks her outfit behind the counter.

And I got in the mood for "... Okay," and got up momentum.

"Ooh..."

Unexpectedly the exclamation leaks.

It suits you better than I imagined.

The understated light peach piece adds a touch of cuteness, while at the same time enhancing the brightness, with a pure white apron dress wrapped around it for a clear look.

Fluffy, spreading skirt hem and frills on the shoulder and apron hem attract a swinging gaze whenever they move.

Well, in short, it's a uniform like made-to-measure coffee.

On the chest of the piece, she also sews darts in a three-dimensional way so that Ginette's boobs look beautiful. The apron dress is designed to softly support and accentuate the chest.

At first glance, "Piotsky Day! I am proud to say that it is the perfect design that makes me want to scream.

And the length of the skirt is 15cm above the knee!!

I guess this is what Size was saying.

But this is how normal Japanese high school girls are. Never mind. Never mind.

I have a lot of fun, though!

"Oh, um... duh, what do you think?

"Like! Lovely! Awesome!

"Is it true!?...... good."

Ginette takes a breath of relief by getting an acceptance autograph from me, although the lights have not yet fallen out.

Well, you'll get used to outfits one of these days.

"Hmm...... sure, pretty"

Estella stares jizzily at Ginette.

Ginette is constricting a little because of her sharp gaze.

"Pretty... of, but..."

That sharp gaze points the spear this way.

"Yashiro... that was a speech to justify this costume, wasn't it?

Ugh.......................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

'Cause, Ginette's guy, he's got dynamite tits, but he's wearing plain clothes that aren't taken advantage of at all.

I'll take advantage of everything I can keep you alive! Isn't that absolutely natural as a merchant!

Hence, take advantage of your boobs!

This is the Live Tits - 'Live Tits'!

Definitely going to talk about it!

And more male customers!

Most importantly, I have fun every day!

Don't run out of good things!

"... I get it. After all, Yashiro is Yashiro. I mean, there's something you can't be serious about!

That's odd to say.

"But it's also true that that 'not even Roku' will have consequences. You thought you were cute when you saw this uniform, too? Making guests want to come back is the most important thing for a restaurant-like business."

"... As for that, there's no objection... is this all Ginette needs?

"Huh?"

Suddenly he talks, and Ginette grates.

but he grips his fist in a good way and says it with his strong willed eyes.

"Yes! Because this is the result of Mr. Yashiro's serious consideration of the store. I want to do whatever I can!

Another dangerous statement...

What if I try to shield the Spirit's Judgment from you and make you do 'anything'?

Ginette doesn't seem to realize that at all...

When I looked at Chirali and Estella, I was pointing my horribly pointed gaze at this one.

"You know what I mean, right?," his eyes tell the truth.

Yeah, even if I know. It doesn't do me any good to put Ginette in a trap so far. It's best to keep this guy for me to take advantage of.

"Apparently, I need to be here every day for a while. Don't let Ginette have bad bugs."

"Don't help me if you do that. If it creates an air that says, 'Don't let the clerk here get his hands on you,' then the 'character' of this store will go up another one."

"You're the representative of the bad bug."

"You don't have a hand in merchandise."

"Um... I'm not a commodity, am I?..................... right?

Ginette glances at our faces with no confidence.... you're not sure.

"Oh, yeah!

It was a grated ginet, but when I saw Estella, I pounded my hand to see if the proposal had come to mind.

"Would you like to wear your matching uniform, too, Mr. Estella?

"... Ginette... that's a bullying act..."

"What!? Huh!? Why not!?

Ginette... The merciless attacks of natural daughters are sometimes brutal.

Wearing the same costume, and that garment, designed to accentuate the chest considerably, and arranging a slab with a 'just not decided' level next to the non-standard breast implants... although the mental damage would be momentum to kanst.

I think when I look at the dripping Estella.

You should leave him alone for a day or so.

"Ginette, you get ready to open the store. Leave him alone."

"Who's the 'Chosen One'!? It's not a choice!

"The Judgement of the Spirit!

"You're very brave, aren't you? You are!?

"There's a story about a Schrodinger cat... the point is, I have to see it..."

"I won't show you. Hey! For you alone, never!

"Why is that!?

"Do I need an explanation?!?

Hey, Estella!

What a narrow amount of him!

You're an outrageous guy, not at all!

Yeah, that's enough!

We're just gonna open the store!

I have to earn some money to clear up my worries!

"Come on, Ginette! Prepare to open! It's the bloating pavilion opening!

"It's the Yangdu Pavilion. Yikes!?

Thus, the bustling, swelling pavilion was opened today.