Isekai Sagishi no Consulting

"Mr. Estella, the hot water is ready!

Ginette, who brings a big bucket into her room and finishes her boiling water there, speaks through the door toward Estella, who would be trembling in my room.

"Did you prepare it for your room?

"Yes, it's quite hot water and moisture."

I hear you're taking it into account.

"Well... this is the first time I've been in your room"

"Why are you trying to stay with me!?

"No, I was wondering if I should have some help"

"No. Yikes!? Mr. Yashiro has been off-limits to upstairs for a while!

"There's such a fun looking event!?

"... Yashiro. It's so cold, could you just go away?

Estella's trembling voice can be heard from inside the room.

... Ooh, I don't seem to have time to be making jokes.

"Then don't ask for the rest"

"Yes. If you're in a store, please"

"Whoever comes, I'll chase you back."

"Please entertain him!?

I headed to the dining room with Ginette's panicked voice behind my back.

You don't seem to be taking an accidental peek into the bathing scene............ this is.

When I went out to the dining room, there was a look at the Umaros peering inside through the entrance.

"Oh, good, ss. I thought you were off because nobody was here."

There are eight Womalos in all. Everyone was weaving their wet cloaks overlapping and stood across the door.

"What's up? You're early today."

It's too late for lunch, but it's still pretty early for dinner.

These guys work even in the rain, black companies should be bright blue work humans too...

"That's the sss... before you do, can you let me in, sss?

"Hmm? Oh, yeah."

I stand at the counter and hang the capes of the Umaros on the hooks of the walls.

Ginette has informed us that she is currently unable to reach our branch due to certain circumstances. Even as the Yambolds leaked their dissatisfied voices, Oomaro suppressed it for me.

"I don't have a choice, sus. I'm not complaining. I'm just ordering.

That's the parent.

Boo-boo. I silenced the people I was talking about in a nutshell.

Some of them still seemed dissatisfied, but they didn't protest any more.

"So, where's Magda Tan, sss?

"Oh, Magda was called to the hunting guild. I haven't been here all day."

"Come on, guys! I'm gonna pack my bags and go home.

Oi, Cora!

"You explained it to me in the morning, didn't you? Magda was a member of the hunting guild before our waitress. I have to make it a priority."

I gave these guys a good explanation in the morning for picking up lunch... now you weren't listening.

Magda was still here in the morning. This guy must have been busy staring at Magda and barely listening to me.

"The Yangdu Pavilion, where only Mr. Yashiro is present, is like a grilled fish fixed meal with no fish on it..."

"Ho, I mean, am I the staple? Too much praise, huh, dude?

"... come on, this guy is everywhere positive BOTH...... Huh!

Hmm. It's ten years too early for Oomaro to say no to me.

"So, why are you so early? Boycott?"

"No way! Trustworthy and proven Trubec Engineering wouldn't do that, would they, Sz?"

"Well, what happened?

"That sucks..."

Face to face when I got to my seat, I offered him a glass and water from kindness, and he complained, "Wow... it's self..." "If you're Mr. Ginette, you can pour it..." etc., Gouzouya and Yamboldt assholes drooled.

You guys would complain if I poured it anyway. If it turns out the same, I won't waste my time. I don't like waste and waste.

Take a sip of water and Oomaro mouths the rest of the earlier.

"Now the Oilers are repairing the Lords' mansion in the Thirtieth Ward..."

"Thirtieth arrondissement lord. Uh, sure, you mean Wishart?

"Oh, yeah. You know a lot about him, don't you? You ever been to the 30th arrondissement, suss?

"No, well... the first one I went through was at the gate of the 30th arrondissement"

No way, I can't say I caused you a little trouble there.

"Oh, that gate over there is splendid, isn't it? It seems our grandfather Hihi was involved."

Oomaro proudly says. Is this man's clan a carpenter for his ancestors?

"You're out of line, suss. So, we were supposed to repair Mr. Wishart's mansion... but there was a serious incident, and work was suddenly stopped."

"A serious incident? What happened to you?

"That's what sucks..."

Suddenly he drops the tone of his voice and shows me the way Womalo leans on me. I followed it, too, and turned myself in.

I try to hide my mouth with my hands, and Womalo hits me in the ear.

I hear the Wishart family treasure has been stolen.

"Ho ho..."

Stealing is another easy crime to understand. What a fool he is to do that. Creeping someone else's treasure is a cowardly, stupid, and spiteful act.

The right way to take someone else's treasure is to twist it down so that it doesn't make any noise.

"Something... you look like a terrible bad guy, Mr. Yashiro?

"That's not gonna happen, is it? I'm famous for the refreshing angel of the Yangzhu Pavilion."

"... who's sayin ', such a worldly myth?

Womalo's face attracts me.

Though it may come to be called that one day. Shouldn't we rather call it that with enough momentum for you guys to cut ahead and blast its name?

"So you're saying outsiders should leave because theft has been discovered?

"Looks like it, sss."

"Well, I don't know who the thief is. Above all, outsiders wouldn't want to be in the mansion for the time being."

"That sucks..."

Oomaro shows the best face here. Apparently, what you're trying to say after this is the most important thing you want to say.

So why don't we listen?

"... they already know who did it, ss. I mean, it looks like we were already caught, sss."

"Then you're already working it out. There's no reason to kick you guys out, is there?

"That's... there was a bad leak in the table."

That kind of information is most welcome.

I don't plan to, but if I ever interact with the Lords of the Thirty Districts, I will definitely let them be weapons.

"So, what happened?

"No, no, no. I can't say that much more... our credibility and all that..."

"Magda said, 'Mr. Womalo's story, it's funny'?

"Actually, you're a sucker! The thief was a merchant in and out of the Wishart family!

Hey, that's Trubec Works with Trust and Achievement. I have good information. Wow... can I talk to you?

No, but wait............... your pedestrian?

"Is that a guy named Norbert?

"Ale, do you know Mr. Yashiro, S.?

Seriously!?

I thought you were a good cracker for helping me go down and paying an introductory tax on Allbloom.

"Norbert, besides Allbloom, also did business in Baoclea and other cities, and apparently had exclusive contracts to enter into nobility everywhere, sss"

"So he was a merchant over there."

"Yep. So, to borrow goods that seem expensive from aristocratic houses in their destinations, sell them in another city..."

"... why didn't you think I'd find out?

"I'm not gonna find out. I can't believe I'm not going to another city without so much. Even if they sell it in another city, there's no way they'll even notice it."

I see.

In this world where everything is complete in one city, is it equal to no interaction with another?

If you ask me, I haven't even been to another district since I settled down here.

If he's in this world with a limited profession, maybe he's less likely to go out into the city and hit one shot.

If you went, maybe a little sightseeing...

That's enough to go to other districts, too, and he hardly ever gets to go outside this city.... Well, outside the city, seriously, it goes hand in hand with the fear of death. If you get lost, it's over. There are even warcraft like Bonacon in the neighboring woods, and if they attack you, it's over.

The death flag is so hot.

"So, why did you discover it?

"Current Offender Sz"

Dasse!?

"Sounds like you were fooling around with nobility somewhere, even though you were getting into it." It's easy to fool nobles. "

Oh... I think I know. That's what he seemed like.

So that's how you were going to get in, too, thinking I was a nobleman... a strong guy.

"Whatever it is, it seems that most of the items that came to this city for sale were stolen goods."

"What!? So, spices or something?

"I think so, Ess. Looks like he was in the Baoclean aristocracy as well... If he finds out they were selling stolen spices, he could be a war spark. Ess."

"That much?

"Spices come from upscale goods. If you had bought it, you'd have to cut through Shira."

"'This isn't Baoclea's spice'?

"Yep. If it's just" give it back, "it's still a problem if they tell you to make amends. Oh, but speaking of which, there was a story about a guy trying to sell stolen spices about a month ago... the spices were brought in by Norbert..."

............... why don't you stop talking about it?

"If so, I'd rather have been lucky, would I, Master Wishart? If you mean it was stolen before you put it in your eyes, you can claim it has nothing to do with spices."

"Am I right!? Are you lucky!?

"Hey... what the fuck? You're desperate..."

"It's nothing."

Easy, me.

I came here and finally had a chance to let go of the spices that were only shackled over the treasure's rotten possessions. There is no ex-girlfriend or child without calm here.

"Though, I don't think it's going to matter that much, Sz. The Norbert thing will be cleaned up inside no matter what Master Wishart does, and without the claims of the stolen side, the stolen goods will not be the same as the picked up goods. If you don't get your tail grabbed, the Baocrean nobles won't even come to another city."

"Right. But... what happens if I sue you for Norbert being stolen?

"That's unacceptable, suss. I can't believe they stole the stolen goods."

Does that mean you can steal all you want from a bandit?

Okay, so? It's the law of this city.

Whatever............... it is possible that my spices are no longer stolen.

Norbert was the only one in this city who had the right to sue. He was caught as a thief, and he couldn't file a burglary report.

So what happens to spices that are missing their owners?

... luck may have come to pass.

Find the fold and sell it...

"Mr. Yashiro, you look so happy, huh?

"That's not true."

Yabbe, normal mind, normal mind.

"Aren't you Ares anyway? It's like," The nobleman's in pain and he's in a good mood, Zama. "

"... what kind of person do you think I am?

I'm not going to have my personality twisted that far...

"Well, that's why I'm out of work today, sss."

With that said, Oomaro looks over the store as a chirp.

... You're here to see Magda because you're out of work, right? So, you know what?

"Around the corner, I bought something nice in the thirtieth arrondissement, but hey..."

"Hey, that's bad. Go out of your way for me."

"Of course, it's for Magda Tan!

Womalo can hold a brown sachet to protect him from me giving him his hand.

Speaking of what Magda might be happy with............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"Is that a milk pad?

"Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, I can't give that stuff to a woman, sss!

Oh, my God, that's not my concern. That's him.

If it was a milk pad, I thought I could lend it to Estella because she's just here now...

"There was a rare food for sale, sucker."

With that said, Oomaro spreads the contents of the sachet to the table.

What rolled out about was a bar-shaped food of about 20 cm with yellow grains stunning on it.

"Oh, isn't that corn?"

"You know everything, Mr. Yashiro!?

Is this a rare food in this city?

"But this guy's a little different than regular corn, sss."

Here again, Oomaro gives a good look.

Isn't that normal? Do you even eat in a different way?

"Aren't you going round with the water?

".................. you're right ssss"

Isn't that normal!?

"Mr. Yashiro, could he be noble or something?

"What? You usually eat corn, don't you?

"I don't eat, you corn. Let it dry and feed the birds."

"Bird feed?

"That's right. Ordinary corn is hard skinned and not very edible."

............... Really?

Was it possible that the corn sold in Japan was born with improvements to the variety?

"Corn in District 42 is a smaller, harder, poorer vegetable."

"Is another district's a good corn?

"Thirty District's is delicious anyway"

Corn hey...

"By the way, Mr. Yashiro"

"What?

As I watched the corn in my hand, Oumaro stared at me jizzily.

... What the hell, that's disgusting.

Don't worry, I won't steal it.

At first glance, all the people at the Torbec Workshop were paying attention to me.

... Hey, what's up, you guys?

"... Mr. Yashiro"

"... what?

"It's time... to order, won't you?

"........................... ah?

"Oilers, I'm starving sss..."

Order……………

"Why me?

"Mr. Yashiro, you're the employee sss here!?

Well, yes...

"What, you guys... you expecting me to look like my apron dress?

"I want to eat, sus!

"Tell Ginette!

"Then bring it in, sss!

Oh, yeah?

Wouldn't do it if Oomaro were to say that much.

I'm not at all comfortable with that, but if the customer says so, you can't disobey me as an employee, can you?

I was told it was off-limits, but there was no other customer - it was also a customer's request. I have to go get Ginette right away.

Go to Ginette's room with Ginette.

In doing so, even if you accidentally and mistakenly peek into the bathing of a lucky girl, this is utter force majeure and I have nothing to do with it, right?

"Oh, okay! Let's call him now!

"Hey, Mr. Yashiro!? Why are you so tense and disappointed!?

With Oumaro's words on my back, I stepped out with joy and courage.

Towards a newly born, limited-time Peach Town!

"Wait a minute, sss!

But the Womalos, the Torbec Factory, they took me away from them.

Yeah, do what!? Get off me!

"Let's refrain! He's got a high head!

"What the fuck, that tone!? Who cares?

"Yamboldt to Gouzouya! Why are you even in my way until you guys!?

"I kind of feel nothing but anxiety when I look at Mr. Yashiro right now!

"... Mr. Ginette's pinch, me, stop it!

What a bunch of them!?

These guys are all my enemies!?

"Mr. Estella, what's wrong?

That's when I heard Ginette from behind the kitchen.

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The time of my dreams......................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

Power falls out of your whole body....................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

I felt unbearable weakness and just had to turn my gaze towards the voice.

My inactivity also weakens the womalos who hold me back.

Everyone, speechless, looks out at the entrance and exit of the kitchen.

There was a goddess voice in a rough space, and I don't know what it's like to pay attention to it.

"Let's go to the cafeteria and eat"

"Ya... but... this outfit..."

"It looks great on you. Estella, she's adorable."

"Oh... I guess...? It's a little small..."

"Mr. Yashiro must be cute, too."

"Yah, I don't care about Yashiro!

Don't speak ill of me in my absence... you're gonna cry?

"... but after all, you're not dressed to show people, are you..."

"It's okay. It's just me and Mr. Yashiro."

"............... I hate it when Yashiro sees me..."

Oh, what? You don't like me?

Are you gonna cry?

"Here. Let's go"

"Mm-hmm...........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

Shortly after what a pitiful Estella's voice sounded like she was about to cry, Ginette showed up from the kitchen.

"Oh, it's paltry...... Yikes!?

And look at the nine men, including me, who are solidifying in front of the counter, and Ginette makes a short scream.

Well, don't be surprised.

"Duh, what's wrong, Ginette..."

Estella, who showed up following Ginette, solidifies with her eyes on the sights in the dining room.

Such Estella wore Magda's uniform.

A piece that sticks to your body perfectly and emerges a modest yet slightly uneven line of body. Hirahira's apron dress transforms the usual cool image of Estella into a feminine look, making this one's spine squirm.

Magda's uniform still seemed a little small for Estella and the length of her skirt is like a super mini skirt. The result reveals the majority of thin, white thighs, which look dazzling and radiant.

The wet hair is glossy and brings out "Cool Girl Who Can Be Lighted With Lovely Clothes" with good salt plums, creating a good flavor that is neither gainful nor mentioned.

"No.......................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

Estella crouched in with screams.

But a dazzling thigh from the skirt's hem on a crouched clap peeks into his face a little deeper.

"Estella, it's a good job!

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!

After dyeing her face bright red and barking at me, Estella pulled into the back of the kitchen.

As soon as I lost sight of Estella, Oumaro fell.

I'm sure the occasions for girls exceeded the tolerances.

Aside from Umaro, there were people who continued to fall in love with Estella's appearance.

"... beautiful"

"... Estella Tan... Seriously Goddess"

"............ I want to be trampled"

"... I have no remorse for dying today"

There seem to be some strange guys... oh, they're all weird without a leak... Estella's uniform appeared to be extremely destructive.

... that guy, shall we hire him?

"Oh, you know. Gentlemen! Uh... Welcome to the Yang Deception Pavilion!

Ginette also says hello to Tempah at odd times.

"Ginette."

"Yes, sir"

"Is Estella going to eat dinner now?

"Oh, yes. It's getting late."

"Well, then, finally, these guys' share too..."

"Myself! Same thing as Mr. Estella!

"Me too!

"Me too!

"That's the servant!

"Then I'll have Estella's leftovers!

"Then I'm Estella!

"All right, you two get out the back"

I won't allow you to lay your hands on our associates.

Don't touch the dancer! This, common to the whole world, the rules of the iron wall!

I forgave the two very reflective people for the time being, and instead let everyone have the condition not to get up from their seats.

I took the back seat away from the Yarrows as Estella's seat and gave him only the right to see from afar.... well still, the Yarrows were thrilled.

"... Yashiro... Me, are you having dinner here?

"You can't even feed them in the kitchen, can you?

- For the benefit of the store.

"The kitchen is fine, just for today. You can't eat calmly if you're seen so much."

"So you want me to turn my back on him?

"Do it! Well, that's definitely not gonna work!

Estella rejects it slightly mucky.

And let's quickly put our hands to our asses.

"... this, because it is Magda's uniform... that... on the tail part, there is a hole..."

"Are you a butt rounder!?

"Shut up. Yo! Not rounded! Just about a peek!

"" Ooh!

"Will you not bother, you outfielders!?

Estella burst into her desk to cover her face with both arms after a bark. It's bright red to the ear.

"There would have been an undercoat of Magda, wouldn't there?

"... there's a hole in the same spot."

Oh, well. It's a hole to get your tail out.

"............... I want to go home now"

"In that outfit?

".................................... sucks"

The rain is still falling.

Estella's clothes won't dry in this weather.

"... are you staying today?

"-!?

Momentum up the face I was leaning on, staring at me with open eyes.

... I'm scared.

"Ki... how can I sleep with you?

The embarrassment is the limit now...... with such a face, Estella tells me to sue.

but...

"No, I have one empty room, I don't care if it's Ginette's or Magda's... why are you going to sleep in my room?

"-!?

Estella's face became more reddish in an instant, so much so that she wondered if her face had ignited.

"Chi... I slept in your bed until just now, so I just kind of assumed I was going to sleep there............ no other way Yikes!?

Oh...... yeah.

I know what you're trying to say...... 'I slept in your bed until just now' or would you not say it out loud?

Look, the scare in the eyes of the guys at the Torbec Workshop. My stock is going down.

"Ma, I'm fine because I'm going home in my cape. No one will notice..."

"I hope your family doesn't look up to you."

……………………

Estella's complexion gets worse at once.

After all, does this guy's house get pretty tough or something?

"Shall I lend you my clothes?

"Ki... your clothes must be a man...?

That's right.

"I can't believe you're going home wearing a man... that's more of a problem..."

Well, if my daughter, who went out, came home dressed as a man............... my father might be able to cut a butch.

"........................... go home in wet clothes"

"No, Mr. Estella!

Soon Ginette, standing behind me, will eat Estella's statement.

"You'll catch a cold."

"........................... but"

Surprisingly, Estella has a slightly crying look on her face.

... I've never seen Estella so weak.

"... Mr. Yashiro"

Ginette looks at me like she's scratching her eyes.

... I don't care if you look at me like that...

"Go home in my clothes, go into the house so you can't find them, and change into your own. Can't you... or something?

"... without anyone finding me, I can't believe..."

What, is your house like a mansion with a servant?

"Like going by the house and getting dressed in the grass?

"You can't possibly!?... if anyone sees me... I'm done."

"Well, I'll follow you and watch..."

"I don't like more!

You don't have to reject it with all that effort... I'm crying, already, in my heart.

"Mr. Yashiro. Making a dress now means…"

"I don't know... even if I did, by the time it's done, the night will be dawn"

"... right"

Ginette leaks her sigh with a troubled face and Estella holds her head in.

"... I can't go home in this uniform... it's out of the question about a man... I can't stay out... I can't... I'll be absolutely pissed off..."

Wow, they're hunting me down...

"Hey. Should I explain it properly? There's a situation like this, and I just have no choice but to wear a man, and that's not what happened."

"... I'm not the one who honestly believes that..."

"You... you don't trust me"

"Shut up!

Well, she's the kind of woman who comes to get a spill of donations to church every morning.

What kind of eyes are you seeing from your family, you know, extrapolating...

"So, but you are. It's the truth, so I'm sure you'll understand if we talk about it, right?

"I wish you could hear that truth..."

"So be honest there..."

"I don't lie or lie... but I'm not listening..."

Honestly.

No lies.

Tell the truth………………… Hmm.

"What are you guys talking about?

Two gaze at me.

"What you need to think about now is how to fool them?

"Deceive? Why would I deceive people?

"Yes, Mr. Yashiro, nothing offensive to Mr. Estella..."

"Oh, no, no. You guys are totally mistaken."

I'll explain it to the two of you in Kyoton so I can understand.

"He who doesn't listen to people has an unwavering theory in him. A solidified self-theory does not give the opponent a gap to get into. As a result, you don't have to listen to them, you don't have to talk about them, you don't have to talk about them, you get into those thoughts."

"Yeah............ sure, maybe like that......"

I don't know what Estella's brain is right now, but it must be floating in someone's face.

He has a pioneering look.

"But you didn't even do anything wrong, but you need to throw up a lie, is it really there?

I'm not convinced because I tie it in equals that 'deceiving' is' lying 'as it is.

Deceiving doesn't just refer to spitting a lie about anything.

"It looks like that" and "it sounds like that" is one of the "deceptions". There's something about trick art. But nothing, I'm not lying, I just look like it.

The point is, even for just a moment, "What!?" And stopping them from thinking is a trick technique.

For example...

"You guys. Do I look like a woman to you?

"Huh? Yes, no. I don't see it..."

"Did you wake up to a woman's hobby? I suggest you stop. Even if you dress like a woman, it's only gonna be a bucket."

Who wears women's clothes?

... No, wait. If you dress as a woman, you can also break into women's water............... No, I'll think about that later, and now I'll 'trick' these guys into doing it.

"Well, I guess so. I'm a man no matter where I look from. It's wild."

"Nobody said that much, though."

"Mr. Yashiro is more of a gentle impression than a wild one."

Whatever.

Anyway, I'll just look like a man no matter where I look from.

"But... there's half a woman's blood in my body."

"" What!?

Ginette and Estella breathe only at the same time, and twitching also happens from the guys at the Torbec Workshop sitting behind them.

Just a few moments, the time in the Yangdu pavilion stops......

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The first thing I noticed was Estella.

"Ah! Well, you're right! Half of it is your mother's blood, of course."

Ginette also strikes her hand as she finally seems to understand.

That's right.

The blood that runs through my body is the blood of my father and mother.

I mean, half of it's a woman's blood.

"What are you talking about so obviously? confusing."

"The confusion is important now."

"Huh...?

How shocked was my statement earlier, Ginette is still breathing heavily in her chest. I guess I'm getting my breathing done to keep my heart beating.

Even a very natural matter like that can make this much of an impact.

I can stop the other person from thinking for a moment with crap.

This is the effect of 'deception'.

"You don't have to throw up a lie to fool someone. But this momentary suspension of thought will save your predicament.... Wait a minute. I came up with a secret plan. I'll be ready in a minute."

I'll leave you alone and go back to your room.

The point is, whatever Estella fears, if you listen to Estella properly, the problem will be solved. Attaching ears that are often audible to those who don't have ears to listen to is enough for just a moment of thought-stopping.

Before you develop the iron wall theory that "this guy must have done something wrong," you just have to let him know what you think.

There is a very easy way.

Preparation, too, will be ready soon.

I take one shirt out of the long run.

It will be a little bigger in size, but I won't be able to wear Estella either.

Take out the pieces and apply a little bit of finishing.

Second, my gaze went to the bed.

The futon was beautifully prepared.

... he cared about that naked?

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"... here's a naked Estella..."

Looking down at the bed with a zip.

............... Shall I lie down?

"……………………………………! Perverted!?

Good.

The brakes in me weren't broken yet!

Whatever it is, in that case. Ha ha. Then the 'something' in me is completely over. Here's something important, as an adult, as a person.

I'll go ahead with the work on a quick pitch, and I'll just leave the room behind.

When I left the room, I smelled the futon just a little bit, just a little bit ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

I don't know... I put it in muddy water... Ha, I knew it.

I feel like crap and I'm going back to the dining room.

"Beh, you smell the bed, or you don't smell it. Wow!?

When I get back, Estella's gonna bite me.

... I just wish I hadn't smelled it.

I ignore the inquiry and hand over the clothes I've made.

"Bring it on. It's okay in the kitchen, you can use my room."

"What... are you going to change?

"If you don't hurry up, your body will get cold with your ass rounded out."

"Not rounded out. No!

When Estella snapped her clothes from me, she disappeared into the kitchen hiding her ass with those clothes.

Footsteps go away, leaving for the courtyard.... you get dressed in my room.

"Mr. Yashiro, what the hell?

"Well, it's a pleasure to see"

Maybe this will work.

No matter how hard his head is, the message he gets through in one shot... yes, the message.

Then a few minutes later, Estella, dressed up, came back as she cramped her face.

"... Yashiro, what is this..."

"Wow! Wow... that's nice."

"Yep......................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"It's lovely! I want it too!

Estella and Ginette's opinions split in two.

Well, that would be true, too.

On the front of the clothes Estella wears, there's this huge, big letter sewn up.

"Yangdu Pavilion/Head Office

Cheap! Yummy! Cute!

Stir-fried vegetables 20 RB ~!!

Absolutely open in District 42!!

24/7

You have to come or you lose! Invite your friends and family to come!!

Well, there's no doubt that Ginette is the only design around the world that says "nice".

Our original goods and all that tense stuff... the side we're doing. Like a matching t-shirt for a cultural festival.

"... Yashiro, what is this..."

"Write so flashy, how a man would get into his eyes before this"

"Well... I would go in..."

"Then, I'm sure, here's your first voice, huh? '... what, what's that?

To my daughter, who came home in these ridiculous clothes, she said, 'You were in a secret meeting with a man!?' What an idea there can't be parents or something like that. If there is, the parent should have his head examined once.

"It's troublesome when you're preempted by the time you take off your cape. I'll lend you an umbrella, so go home without your cape on."

"Ko, are you walking the city in this outfit?!?

"It's for you."

"I guess I'm just trying to use it to promote the store!

"Giku...... Huh! How could you do that?

"It sounds like a wax! You want me to at least try to hide it!

This store is badly underadvertised. Help me a little bit.

"So, how are you feeling? I chose the thick fabric so I think the cold is somewhat better..."

"... not uncomfortable... not bad"

Slightly peeled, Estella turns that way.

Don't be so angry.

Sure, it's a joke solution, but I'm not kidding. This is the best.

"........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

Estella pulls the collar and brings her nose closer to her clothes.... That's some rude behavior.

"It wouldn't stink, would it?

"It doesn't smell... but I mean, it's exciting..."

"Huh?"

"Hey, whatever. No! Forget it!"

What, me, dandy, even pheromones out there?

Don't fall for me, okay?

Or even joking about it, don't be sure to get beat up. Yeah, shut up.

"Well then... or I'll go home... from"

With a fluttering foothold, Estella heads to the exit.

Are you all right...

"Don't fall again."

"I'm not falling. Okay, what a waste!

Waste?

"Do it, nothing! Oh, um... because I'll wash it and give it back"

"No, you can keep it that way."

"Wash! Because I'm going to wash it without a trace!

"No... leave the trail behind."

Kind of looks like he's floating in a fever...... are you sure you're okay?

"Mr. Estella, then, take this"

Receiving the umbrella Ginette offered, Estella goes outside.

The rain was still pouring heavily.

"Do you want to send it?

"It's okay! I'm not gonna take care of you."

"I'm not gonna stalk you or anything, am I?

"I know, but... but it's really okay"

"Oh well."

If that's what you're going to say, then what are you going to say persistently?

Be careful, then.

"Thank you. Um... a lot."

"Yi."

Well, I'll have it returned in some way in the future.

"See you tomorrow. Mr. Estella."

"Yeah. Thank you Ginette, too. We need to get wet, so we should get in now."

"Yes, then."

Ginette lowered her head and we headed back indoors.

Close the door.

Once Ginette ran to the counter, and I was the only one left in front of the door.

…………

I gently opened the door and glanced outside............ pulled my collar and buried my face there, Estella was smelling my clothes enormously.

There's a girl who likes to smell...

Again, if I could find it, I'd be like, "No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no

... Estella is quite a pervert, too.

The guys at the Torbec Workshop, who were then waiting for Magda's return, returned before Magda's return, in the wake of stronger rain legs.

When I left, Womalo said, "This, Magda, really! From Oyla!," he was giving the corn to Ginette.... you're desperate, dude.

Returning late at night, Magda pulled up to her bedroom early, looking kind of tired. You don't look like you're good at meetings or anything.

That's why I'm back in my room too...

"Weird......"

I have lunch preparations and donations waiting for me early tomorrow morning.

I have to fall asleep early...

I can't sleep as bored because I smell like a bed.

"... sure, it was just a muddy smell earlier......... why are you smelling good?

From my bed, it smelled sweet, thrilling somewhere.

If it's possible, Estella, who came here to get dressed, went into bed again..................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

".................. Damn, that smell fetish"

That's not what I'm talking about.

You'll be weirdly aware...............

You have to pretend you don't realize it. You can't even be this way...

Oh, shit...............

At least I'll sniff you back!

That's why I spent a long night, so stuffy...