Isekai Sagishi no Consulting

Early morning.

The door of the Yangdu Pavilion was beaten hard in a row and we were knocked up.

It was the neferry of the chicken farm that came. Take my hands off my sleeping eyes looking terribly excited.

"I gave birth! I gave birth! Eggs are laid!

"... congratulations? Congratulations."

"It's not me! Sexual harassment will stick!?

The chicken-faced neferry dyes his cheeks and turns his mouth to me.

"You mean you give me an enthusiastic kiss?

"Become!? Oh, no! No, no, no, no!

Much to the light, he beats me to the ground.

... Ahhh, I don't adore you at all. Chicken face, not adorable wow............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"Anyway, come on! I want to show it to Yashiro!

He pulled my arm forcefully, and I was taken out in my sleeping clothes.

Ginette and Magda also come along dressed just with their jackets feathered in their bedding.

When I arrived at the chicken farm, Neferry's family was dancing crazy as she said she was cocky.

"... what ritual? If the kid sees it, he won't be able to go to the bathroom at night because of trauma."

"Excuse me! Against our family!

I'd feel more or less unusual air if my chicken-faced parents were dancing crazy.

It just seems like the sacrifice of black magic is about to go on and dedicate itself.

Pushing beside such a ritual, Neferry enters the chicken coop.

Neferry, who soon came out, carefully returns to my sight to carry what is important.

"Here, look! You laid such fine eggs!

It was freshly laid eggs that were on both hands of the neferry.

Perfect size and shape, a fine egg. The surface seems rough and fresh.

"Thanks to Yashiro for everything! Now they can live more..."

Tears come to Neferry's eyes.

Tears of joy make women look beautiful.

Seems like an inadvertent moment........................ no. Chicken face.

"Thanks! Yashiro is a good guy!

Wow, that line, I wish my classmate girl had told me when I was in junior high...

"Hey. I want to teach this technology to other chicken farms... no, I don't think so?

Innovative technology is worth it alone.

I don't know if there is a patent, but I claim my rights... right, it would be possible to make one, for example, even the 'Abandoned Chicken Reclamation Guild' to incur charges for the use of that technology.

But...

"Do as you please. So if you can get a ton of eggs, I'd appreciate it over here."

"Thank you, Yashiro! Love it!"

Neferry is so impressed, he hugs me.

Wow, this kind of thing, I wanted to be hit by a classmate girl when I was in junior high...

"Ah! Yes, right now, because as a person, I don't mean as a heterosexual!

Neferry's away from me and he's rushing to excuse me... but yeah, I'm fine. Because I don't misunderstand or anything.

Will you not look so red? Because it looks like it's boiled and it cools down.

"Anyway, I'll let everyone know soon. Therefore, eggs laid by chickens that had become abandoned chickens are sold preferentially to the Yangdu Pavilion. Is that okay?

"Oh, good job."

"Everybody would love that."

That said, Neferry giggles and twirls his body.

And I started participating in the strange dance my parents were doing.... So what a ritual, this chicken dance.

"Oh, yeah, yeah."

I'll give you one piece of advice: 'Very important things'.

"As I said when I came before, you should stop giving raw rice. In my country, they said they'd stop laying eggs."

"I'm surprised at that, but if Yashiro says so, I'll believe it! I'll tell everyone that, too."

I've been trusted a long time.

………… Shimmer.

"Mr. Yashiro, you look kind of very happy"

Ginette looks at me and swells her cheeks plumply.

Is that it? Is Ginette not contagious with joy?

When I was talking about eggs before, I was sneered at.

Is it hard to get tense in the morning?

"... Yashiro"

"What, Magda?

"... Magda, cute?

"... why at this time?

"............... Enough, Enough"

I don't know.

What does this guy want me to say... I'm scared of you. Looks like they're gonna take my word for it.

Let's not say it.

That's why after a creepy chicken farm performing a mysterious hen dance, we headed back to the Yangdu Pavilion.

The sky gradually begins to whiten....... We need to prepare for church donations.

We're busy in the morning.

"Ahhh! Magda, it's your sister!

"Sister!

When we got to church, the kids flocked to Magda at the same time.

In the past few days, Magda had become totally popular with the kids.

"Do it again!

"… Copy"

Magda grabbed the kid nearby and threw him up into the sky with Pooh.

And then he throws the kids by his side high one after another.

Try to draw a circle, throw it, catch the kid who's falling, and throw it again with Pawn... and start doing something like a balloon.

This one looks chilly, but this is so popular with kids.

Magda is Magda, and this degree of artistry literally seems to be before breakfast, and she's taking the initiative with the kids in what she doesn't call "sister" all the time.

I'm so relieved I didn't have to deal with him.... because every morning, before dinner, it's nothing but painful to deal with the kids.

"Oh, boy. You've totally taken the kids"

Estella comes next to me, shrugging her shoulders.

Meet him here every morning.

"Until a while ago, I was very popular with 'Estella Sister, Estella Sister'."

"Those kids like to play powerful. There's no match for Magda's power."

"Sure. So, have you made any progress?

"Eggs?

"Yes, because Ginette seemed happy."

"Your judgment is always Ginette."

"Of course not. I'm Ginette's best friend and fan."

"Then I'll make it with Ginette Goods, so you buy it."

"No unofficial goods without his permission."

"Even sketchy pants?

"... and you're the only one who's happy about it."

They made me look as sinister as I wanted in the morning.

"Mr. Yashiro, Mr. Estella. Good morning."

It's the Sister of the Church, the super beautiful shaped elf, Bertina.

It is still divinely beautiful today.... but I'm super scared when I piss you off.

"Mr. Yashiro. Is something wrong this morning?

"And say?

"No... Ginette..."

Bertina frowned and leaked her breath with an anxious look.

"I was dancing a strange dance earlier in the kitchen saying 'Coquette'..."

"... what's he doing?

"That's what I wanted to ask... you don't seem to know"

"No, I know..."

Probably neferry parents chicken dancing.

What the hell is he doing? Were you that impressed?

"Anything, Mr. Yashiro likes to say...?

"It's a terrible misunderstanding, no, it's the earliest insult. You're in the mood to sue me for discredit."

What is it, the push of this bird-loving character on me by Ginette?

"Probably influenced by the chickens I just saw."

I sincerely hope that I'm fascinated by that ritual and that something not good is not infected or something.

And, Ginette, eat your handmade breakfast in the church talking room.

While eating, I told Estella about what had been a chicken farm this morning.

"But you did well. Egg sales are sure to be cheaper than the Merchant Alliance."

"Ha-ha-ha! Give me back what I owe you."

"Moreover, if the amount of eggs to be wholesaled to the merchant guild is not reduced, neither can the merchant guild be strongly said. You always think about the idea of screwing someone over, don't you?"

Say, "A proposal to make people smile."

"Well, that sounds like something."

Even as he slapped his hatred, Estella seemed a little happy.

"Whatever, I'm glad. I'm glad to know that you do good deeds once in a while."

Are you on my watch or something?

"Doctor, I believed you," I only say after the results, making a statement like a teacher I don't trust.

Don't laugh refreshingly next to me. By contrast, it would seem as though I'm not refreshing.

All right, I've made up my mind. It doesn't make sense today, let's scratch up our hair more than we need, and let's appeal to freshness to the full.

"Mr. Yashiro. You mess with your hair while you eat... in da me... right?

"... Yes. Excuse me."

Sister Bertina embarrasses me with a smile.

... with a frozen cold smile.

This guy is really loud when it comes to...

After finishing our donation to the church, we decided to go home a little farther with my intentions.

'Somehow' I felt like doing it.

"A morning walk, that's fun. When the dining room opens, it's hard to do."

Ginette has a full smile.

He seemed a little out of mood at the chicken farm, but he seemed to be completely in a better mood.

Magda may also be enjoying a morning walk around the head, as usual, in a boisterous and flirty foothold.

And...

Especially as we walked without guessing, we heard a quarrel in front of a certain farmer.

"Is that it? It's kind of noisy, huh? Is something wrong?

"... what's that purposeful line?

Estella frowns at my natural act.

Damn, this is why breastfeeding...

When something is likely to happen, the hero will direct the person concerned to you. "Can you do something with a killer!" I guess it's just as settled that whoever left will be the next victim.

Either way, to my skilful guidance, we're all set to head over there.

And witness it.

"Hey, wait up! That's not true, sir! Hey! So, from now on, we... how do we live?!? Hey, I said wait!

In a refreshing morning's time, it was the Duck Nation/Homeros of US farmers who were raising their sad voices.

Don't put any limbs on the ground. Dripping homeross. It seems like a Merchant Guild person would turn away to ignore him like that.

Perhaps he also came to tell us in The Decisions Relating to the Sudden Emergence of an Anomaly.

"What happened? Let me talk to you."

Ginette rushes over to Homeros worried.

And he's helping Homeros squatting and letting him stand.

Homeros stood up hard, fluttering his legs like a newborn deer.

My face is a duck.

"What's wrong with you? Your face is bright blue."

It looks bright brown to me, though.

"Ah... you sure..."

"This is Ginette from the Yangdu Pavilion. Sorry to bother you the other day."

"Oh... well... no, I'm sorry... I showed you something so unusual..."

"That... more than that, was there a problem too?

"Ugh.................. Huh!

"Mr. Homeros!?

To Ginette's words, Homeros covered his face and began to cry.

Ginette to grate.

Magda is also staring at Jizz Homeros.

"... Actually... a merchant from the Merchant Alliance just arrived... and he said he can't buy our rice anymore..."

"Huh!?

Oh, my God!

- Ginette has the expression.

"Why not? 'Cause until the other day, he said it was as thin as..."

"That's... our rice was bought up mainly for bird feeding... all the people at the chicken farm said they wouldn't buy rice in the future..."

"Huh................................."

Ginette's complexion rapidly deteriorates.

And then, in a rusty, calamari doll-like motion, he turns his gaze toward me.

Magda and Estella stare at me, too.

Not much to look at, Yiyan.

"So, in the future, he said it's just for selling to the merchant in charge of food... but there's hardly a human being who eats rice... then the rice cultivation guild collapses... no, it's destroyed... no, it's extinguished... it's ruined... me... it's over..."

Whether the force of the knee had reached its limit, Homeros was again crushed to the ground.

This time, Ginette didn't even wake up. I guess Ginette doesn't have that kind of spare power either.

I can't help it, at all.

"Mr. Homeros"

I squat on the ground and put my hands on Homeros' shoulders.

And reach out to salvation with a heart of mercy.

"Massive excess of that rice...... can we garbage collection guild take it on and do it?

"... uh... you..."

"It adopts the nickname 'garbage', but all the items purchased from other guilds are not inferior to each other as products. Your rice name will not be tarnished. Instead, rice here could be our best brand product." After all, Homeros' rice is amazing, "the world recognizes."

"... you'll admit my rice...?

With a muddy hand that was on the ground, he grabs my left hand so he can hang on. Securely, as wrapped in both hands.

I'll put my right hand on both hands and wrap it around you.

"I told you I wanted your rice from the beginning, didn't I?

"Ah..............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"Don't worry about it. Everyone is hesitant to leave their precious things with someone who doesn't know how to handle them. Besides, we understand that credit is not what you get overnight. I'm not gonna blame you."

"... you... you're a good man"

Hmm.

You think so?

You really think so?

Hmmm......

"So will you sell us the rice here?

"Oh! Of course! It's rice that the Merchant Alliance once told me I didn't want. I'll give it to you for cheap!

"That helps. Best wishes for the rest of your life."

"This way!

Me and Homeros shook each other's hands and shook each other again, shaking the hand of the contract with it.

Thus, rice was to be steadily supplied to the Yangdu Pavilion.

New America, you can eat all you want!

Whoo-hoo!

The story had a happy ending, and we were on our way home with excitement.

Estella called out to me when she left the farm of Homeros and the Yangdu pavilion was nearby.

You were after this, weren't you?

Looking back, what a jittery eye he was looking at me.

"What are you talking about?

"Whether we kindly consulted the chicken farm or offered the technology free of charge, we were all a vortex for this!

"What are you mad at? The nephews did not have to dispose of their beloved hens, and egg production increased. I made it Homeros, so the seller just changed from a merchant guild to a garbage collection guild. It was also a peaceful curtain that didn't tarnish the name of the rice you make, and didn't hurt your self-esteem. Is someone at a disadvantage?

"... Sure, no one is at a disadvantage... but you are gaining"

"There you go... because you like your daily deeds?

"... what would the Spirit God judge by what he's saying now?

I'm sure you'll raise your hands and agree with me, "Yes, I do."

Luck comes naturally to a man of high morality.

"Uh... I'm confirming..."

Raise your hand modestly and Ginette asks with an anxious look.

"This one thing... nobody's been unhappy... yeah, right?

"Of course."

I just picked up chicken rice.

Well, to put it this way, I guess Homeros's income just dropped a little.

But, well, they saved us where we're going to zero. All hail.

Besides.

Rice, which at present only comes out mainly as a 'bird feed', but I can always remind him how stupid that perception is if he had my power.

It appeals to the potential and usefulness of rice and turns it into a substitute that must be within this all-bloom. To the point of threatening the bread that currently holds the seat of the lead.

Increased demand increases value. That way, I can get my once depressed income back in no time.

Everything is important to have a long-term perspective. So now you just have to see it as a latency period to make huge profits.

And what awaits you patiently ahead is a glorious future.

With that in mind, there is no room for Homeros to express his dissatisfaction.

"... so congratulations... so...?

"No problem."

I say it out loud, entering the Yang Deception Pavilion where I arrived at the right time.

Mm-hmm. That was a really good business deal.

Eggs in rice.

Secured as originally planned.

"... I wonder why. I honestly don't feel like praising Yashiro..."

"It's strange............... but Mr. Yashiro has worked hard for you guys, hasn't he?

"... for myself"

I heard three daughters talking like that across the door, but I decided to ignore them.