Isekai Sagishi no Consulting

Wah. Turtle lover. No.

What a float it was only at the beginning.

Because removing seaweed entangled in nets was a plain and laborious task.

Besides, the burden is quite high because I even undertook repairs to the loose mesh, by the way.

There's nothing I can't do in a day, but I can't spend a day on this task right now.

"Nyah! Nyah!"

"What, Magda? You just ate dinner."

"Nha ~ nya ~"

"You want me to play? Sorry, but I'm busy right now. See you later..."

"Holy shit!

"Ouch!? Come on, don't jump! Don't bite, don't bite!

The business I have today - fixing nets and seeing Magda... a player in the name of.

"Excuse me, Mr. Yashiro! For a little while, customer service please! Because I can't get away from fried food!

"... yeah..."

Additional work - customer service.

"Bye, Magda. I'm going to the store. Go back to your room."

"Holy shit!

"It's not 'haha'. Look, get away."

"Holy shit!

Magda won't stick to my back and try to get away.... I don't know what to do.

"Mr. Yashiro! A customer is waiting for you!

"Oh, yes, yes!

I can't help it. Do you want me to take you?

"Here, Magda. Put the collar on. And don't raise your tail. I can see your butt."

"Nha."

Magda's activities have been active recently here. Regina said the injury was already on the verge of healing. That's a good thing... I can't get my hands on it as I move around.

Leaving me locked in my room makes me come out on my own.

I no longer go out on my own, but when I get out in front of others, I get a little excited and dangerous.

So I had no choice but to put a lead on the collar.

Literally, I have to hold the reins.

... like a collar on a toddler girl... looks like she's doing a good job.

Not if you say so.

I rush out to the store.

"Ahhh! It's not Magda, is it?

It was the Womallows and the Torbec Workshops who waited.

"What, you guys... come say it yourself about ordering"

"Oilers, from the customer!?

"All right, all right. In the meantime, lower the plate there and keep the table clean."

"You don't understand, do you?!?

Thunder buzzes in the distance with the gobbles.

Magda trembles and clings to my feet.

"Hmm! Scary Magda Tan, cute - Shh!

"Creepy. Clear the plate as punishment"

"So why ssss!?

"Nah."

"Look, Magda says' clean up 'too."

"Let me clean it up. Shh!

On top of the plates left on the table without guests, Oumaro takes them to the kitchen.

"Huh!? Mr. Oomaro, what the hell!?

"Oh, never mind, sss. I'll leave you here, sucker."

I can hear that conversation coming from the kitchen.

Rain clouds were looming again in the 42nd arrondissement.

Delia was at work for the River Fishing Guild today. Instead of fishing, they're going to fortify the embankment along the river in case it's going to come again.

Is maintenance and management near the river also part of the work of the river fishing guild?

Estella was Estella, and she seemed to be doing something busy, and at last she had stopped showing up for breakfast.

No, Bertina had asked me to reinforce the church... you want me to slam the board in the window before it rains. I don't have that kind of time............ as long as Ginette is around, I guess I'll end up with wings to do it.

"I haven't decided to go outside on rainy days and windy days, and then on hot and cold days," Regina said, locking herself in the house by declaring her socially disqualified remarks with no shame.

Sometimes Magda's body stabilized, "Come get your own medicine"... Yes, it is.

... I don't have enough people, but let them come and get it... not bad service - of!? I wonder if it's the right attitude as a business to take the initiative to deliver the medicine and finally help the store or so!?

That's why I'm so busy wanting to borrow Oomaro's hand.

Use whoever stands, even Oumaro.

Umaro, no free time.

I don't even have time for Oomaro's seat to warm up.

That's the situation. So come on, Oomaro.

Bracket the lead connected to the collar in a column and let Magda play in the corner of the dining room.

Hear the order while the audience is soothing to Magda, who rolls over empty little barrels, carries the dishes done, lowers the empty plates and cleans the table.

"Mr. Yashiro, you're handy."

"I don't have time for this. Procedures You'll have to do well. You're gonna have to apprentice me and be a waiter in public soon."

"No, it won't!? From the Ouilla Guests!

I don't care if you're a customer or anything. Help me because I'm busy.

I'll even serve you with honey popcorn later. About two capsules.

Oh, speaking of which. When Delia said, "I can't help you today, so when I'm done with work, I'll give you the money and come buy it, popcorn! I thought you said..." Damn, you have to make honey popcorn too...

Magda was in charge of the popcorn...

"Nyah! Nyah! Nyah!"

"" "Hahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." "

And because of this possibility, I am currently only going to make it once in the morning.

It's a popcorn for when Magda escapes. And then, with the minute I give it to Delia... well thought out, I feel like the only person in the store who's been eating honey popcorn lately.

Corner, it's a selling product that I've devised, but it's not well known anyway.

They wouldn't sell it to me if I didn't advertise it more alot. In the first place, I'm not familiar with something called popcorn, so I can't help but come and buy it.

But now I don't have the personnel to break it into publicity, or time to make popcorn.

Damn, what a waste...... Huh!

To put it further, it seems that the rainy season will end if the next heavy rain passes, and then Delia will return to work for the River Fishing Guild. There aren't many more days left to help me with the Yangdu Pavilion.

I can't even count on Estella or Regina... and even if Magda goes back to normal, it's still a little harsh...

Ideally, I want a garbage collection guild job and an environment where Ginette can focus on cooking and chores. Magda is limited in what she can do even back to normal. Magda is fascinated by the fact that she can't. You can't make them work any more tequila than you have a customer base who likes them there. A little customer service and a little popcorn. I mean, Magda's main business is hunting, so I can't have her in the store all the time.

Turns out, the other one or so needs a dedicated waitress.

Then, the promotion of honey popcorn and the development of new customers..........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"Wish I had another..."

"Hey!? Mr. Yashiro, what are you talking about not being on edge?!? Give me a break, you little piece of shit!

Nobody's getting along, you Yarrow.

"Oomaro. I recommend stewed vegetables today."

"Sometimes I want you to let me choose for myself, sss!

As such, lunchtime ended when you were flustered that not so many customers were coming.

I have a little time and would like to fix the net, but I have to go get Magda's medicine. I want to finish my errands before it rains.

Worst of all, I can fix the nets in my room, and it's fine in the middle of the night.... it just makes me sleepless.

That's why I entrusted Magda to Ginette and headed to Regina's.

"Oh, hey, here I am, myself! Wow, you just got here. Us, let's use this spare time to work in creative activities. Think about it, don't you, or try to be the main character model? Make it worse. A neighboring prince, a formidable mercenary, a suspicious handsome magician..."

- and omit it because it was Regina talking to Bella about something she wouldn't even listen to, but it wasn't even Rokuro.

In the meantime, I squashed exactly where the rotten smell came from.

... I guess I won't be the first BL writer in this city, that guy.

........................... Could this city already be such a piece?

…………………… think, let's not. It is of no benefit.

After Regina's, I was walking down the main street with Prapra.

The time is evening. It would be about six o'clock in the evening now because The End Bell was quite a while ago.

He has a satisfying look that resembles the sense of accomplishment accomplished by those who seem to have finished their work.

There are several taverns lined up on the boulevard. I guess that's where we're going.

"Get out! Never come again!

It was almost in the middle of the boulevard, in front of a certain tavern, that I heard such anger.

The tavern, which I used to stop by, is a lovely canine ear waitress.

"Wait, please! If they kick me out of here, really, I'm in trouble!

"Shut up. Shut up! He's like you, he can't leave it in our store! Go home now!"

"Well, at least pay for what you've worked for..."

"Go home!

What I was arguing about was both girls in aprons, one being the dog ear waitress in this store I've seen before.

The other is a girl I've never even seen. But I guess wearing the same clothes means being an employee of this store.... although I'm likely to be forced to quit soon.

"Hmm? Oh, you, you were the one then!

The canine ear clerk found me admirably watching the contention and called out.

... I wish you would leave me alone.

"You remembered very well. Just once."

"Well, you're the only one who did that. It's memorable."

'That sort of thing' would have hit the Godfreads.

Right, was it memorable... I hope Godfreads forgot...

"That's a lot of pretty clothes today. What happened to the previous one?

Previously on Blazer in high school. Seems like noble clothes in this city.

"I just changed into something that suits my height."

"Ha-ha-ha! I get it. The first time you go out of town, you get more temperamental and stylish than you need. Well, well, well, well, well, well, well."

I'm kind of mistaken, but, well, I wouldn't have a problem keeping it that way.

It is more convenient to think that the poor could have been forced to wear expensive clothes than that the rich would have been forced to wear themselves to the poor......

"Brother, are you some kind of famous person? If you ask me, it could be a little gorgeous."

A girl who was pissed off by a canine ear clerk and had been round until just now peeks into my face.

... Hmm. You have a brilliant, or... you have a pretty good eye for it.

"Look here...... I have a 'nose'! Oh, my God."

Ira......

While pointing to my nose, the female clerk (due for dismissal shortly) is bursting her full face of doya.

"You're still here!

"Uh-huh!"

When the dog ear clerk strips his fangs, the lady clerk (who seems already fired) hides herself on my back.

"This guy's been chatting like this for a long time! Don't interrupt my work, honto!

"It's not, it's not! I just wish I could build a friendly and friendly relationship with my customers and be a good customer... that's what I did!

"So what was that earlier!? Flank the customer's sausage! That's good behavior too!?

"Hey, I said that the customer wanted to" feed Loretta "until she gave it to me as part of the service..."

"That's what happens because you're looking at it with a craving eye!?

"Because the food here is delicious! Yo! All Bloom Number One Name Cock!

A girl by the name of Loretta (who often talks to Pepper) noticeably finds the dog ear owner who was watching from the entrance to the store and flies his voice towards you.

"I used it on my dad, because I'm not putting it on us anymore! Go home! Don't even come as a guest!

"I don't know... I loved the sausage here, but no... if I live looking forward to what tomorrow..."

"I don't know!

"The sausage here is a delicacy under the sky! The texture of the crisp, bouncing skin and the fragrant, intensely flavored gravy that comes after it spreads all over your mouth, and the fragrance that goes through your nose is appetizing with a fragrance reminiscent of the paradise of the world. But go-click the beer before you dare to take a second bite! - And when you pour it into your throat in a grand way, the fatigue of the day blows up all at once and you can't help but thank the Spirit God for being born in this world. Shh! After the carbonation running through the back of my throat where I can shwash and play, I'm going to hit the sausage again, but here's a cross-sectional view I bit off earlier I want you to pay attention to! There, from the depths of the sausage over the past few decades - the gravy that has overflowed like a gem sparkles... I want to see more but my stomach will gouge, so don't be impatient Gabriel! - And when I stumbled on it, it was another different emotion than just now... Huh!

"Shut up!

When the canine ear clerk yells, Loretta (you can keep talking without biting me a lot, this is a kind of talent... you might want a little) shrugs her shoulder in a freak.

"I can't work at all because I keep chatting like that! I've had so much more work since you got here!

"Is that my fault?

"I guess it's because you just chat and don't work!

"But the customers all seemed to enjoy themselves, didn't they?

"Even if our customers are having fun, we can't stand it! Anyway, because we can't hire you anymore! You hit somewhere else! Hmm!"

The dog ear clerk flickers the dog ear and turns right.

"Wow!? Customers are supposed to be amazing!?

I guess it's the first time I've noticed it in retrospect, the dog ear clerk screamed when he saw a customer packing all the overflow from the store.

"Dad, you! I'll be right back!

"Hey, dog ear clerk"

Call off the canine ear clerk who's about to run out.

The canine ear clerk who turned this one back with a hurried look, but in a murky tone.

"I have the name Paula?

"Bye, Paula. Are you sure this guy's fired?

"Ha!? Why are you asking!? I was about to come back to work tomorrow!

No, that won't be possible.

"Fired by the hont! Don't ever come again!

"Ugh... it's your brother's fault... I resent you..."

No, no. It's not my fault.

"Is it okay for Paula to decide? What's the owner's intent?

"It's okay! My dad, it's sweet for a girl, so I have to be tough, right? Owner's daughter authority, he's fired!

"Oh well... sorry to hear that"

"Oh no... like every person............ brother, is that dos?

Stupid bastard. A gentleman as gentle as me isn't.

"Oh, yeah! Give me my uniform back!

"Hey! You can't go to your daughter-in-law if you take off your clothes here! Oh, and if you do, will you feed me here for the rest of my life?

"Ira...... ugh!

Ahhh, I stepped on a mine.

"I'll give you that clothes, instead of your salary, so I'll never see your face again!

The dog ear clerk who strips his teeth, Paula.

Loretta had shrunk herself and endured the rage as it passed.

Paula returns to the store with patties and footsteps.

The customer is really overflowing from the store.

"Ha... I can help you, but I can't..."

Loretta falls to the ground and falls off her shoulders.

It is squeamish back to brilliance. It's the difference between talking cheerfully and talking cheerfully earlier.

"I really feel sorry for you..."

"Mmmm... if you pity me, please introduce me to some work! We have hungry brothers and we need a lot of money."

"Who's pitying you?"

"Huh? Because your brother 'I'm sorry'..."

I did say that. "I'm sorry."

But.

"It's that canine ear clerk I pity."

"Mr. Paula, are you?

He hasn't noticed.

Currently, a customer packed in the store to the point of overflowing, "What did you hear and come to the store?"

Well, it's a good location. Until now, I don't have to do anything in particular to have customers in.

I stopped by because there happened to be a store in a nice place.

I didn't choose it because it was this store.

But the people who are packing in the store right now are just the ones who wanted to 'go to this store'.

I got advertised.

That's right.

Listen to this huge commercial that Loretta developed right in front of the store.

"You're looking for work, aren't you?

"Whoa!? Ooh!? What is that saying...... can you introduce me to your job somewhere!?

Mm-hmm. I don't mind.

I was just listening to a conversation with Paula and discovered some of the strengths of this Loretta.

First of all, he has a good mouth.

It's just a kind of talent to be able to speak so expressively of beer and sausage over there. Besides, this guy did it with vegetables. Without campe or script.

And it's also an advantage to have a good voice.

This guy's voice comes to his ears when he does it. There were many passing people looking back, and Paula said "I'm always talking," probably because Loretta's voice caught my ear a lot.

A voice that reaches the tympanic membrane and is remembered. This is not what you try to gain.

And it's this nostalgia and understanding.

This guy has a sense of what he wants and what he's trying to do.

It can't be normal for a customer to "feed" his sausage. But, Loretta, I'd love to try it against you. That's what Loretta wants me to do. With or without consciousness.

You can say you're sweet and good.

And that sweet good becomes quite important in publicity.

It's just, "The rice here is delicious! Where I said, it is known as a publicity effect.

But if you can make him think, "If this guy says, let's try it," the effect will multiply.

That's why TV commercials use highly favored talent.

Those who were here, or happened to be on the street, and heard the disturbances earlier, would have thought.

"Such a delicious sausage that such an asshole becomes obsessed. That must be delicious, without a multiplier. Rather than reason or theory, this asshole admires it simply because it's delicious," he said.

A gourmet report is something that looks tastier with a little bit of out-of-the-box image talent that looks good on the smile, rather than a rational explanation of why this dish is delicious while the intelligent interior alternates cum.

I'm really sorry... I can't believe I'm letting go of this kind of talent.

"Loretta."

"Come on!

"Salaries and working conditions will be explained later..."

And, foreshadowing, I reach out to Loretta and say,

"Want to work for us?

Loretta's eyes looking up at me are getting bigger.

Shine like a splash of sparkle and stars, and wobble for a moment.

After breathing heavily, I grab my hand gasp with both hands and say with a voice that goes through well so that I don't get away with it.

"Ha! Nice to meet you. So!

Following Delia, once again, she solicited at my discretion...

I'm sure Ginette wouldn't say no.

However, I guess I should apologize for doing something unsolicited. It would be a big difference if I didn't say a word.

Well, around there, as we talk when we get home...

Loretta, I'm counting on you.

"Ha, come on! I'll take care of Dawn!

Loretta with a much tighter chest.

You don't know what you're going to do yet. You have a lot of confidence.

But you'll actually do well.

Anyway, the way he talks about customer service is very similar to my ideal customer service.

Increase customer satisfaction and increase repeaters. Ideally, guests should make the 'mistake' of 'maybe I'm special'.

This guy's sense of smell, of finding what he wants, and his nostalgic sweetness are his strongest weapons.

And above all...

The clerk at the Yangdu Pavilion is just as stupid as this.