Isekai Sagishi no Consulting

"Mr. Yashiro! Next newbie, you're so cute!

That's Gouzouya's story.

"Okay, I'll tell this old rookie Delia, 'You've been a bad guy'"

"Hey!? No!? You didn't say that, did you!?

The second day Loretta started working at the Yangdu Pavilion.

Loretta had already grabbed the customer's heart.

"Uh-huh! The carpenter's arm is so thick! He's about three times my arm!?

"Oh, yeah? This much, well, it's normal. See?"

"Ooh. By the way, here's what I look 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.

"Wahhh! You guys can do it! Something like," Hang on! 'It feels cool!

"" "No, no, no! Not so much, but hang on!

… a man is simple.

"That's amazing, Mr. Loretta"

Ginette, who came out of the kitchen with the dish, stares at Loretta with an impressive look.

"Even in the kitchen, I hear voices, and they kind of make me feel like fun. Yashiro really has eyes for people."

This is the difference between Paula and Ginette.

Do you perceive a pleasant speaking voice as "skipping" or as "the atmosphere in the store is getting better"? That makes a big difference.

Paula must have wanted to chat to herself. But I didn't have time for that because I was busy working. Yet Loretta is chatting all the time - and that's why she's out of her indulgence bag.

I don't think Paula is bad. I don't even think it's narrow. If you have normal sensibilities, you'd be annoyed if someone talked to you all the time at work.

But some take it positively.

Ginette, the highest human lover of all mankind, and I realized that conversation was going to be gold.

"Ouilla's from Magda Tan!

"Nah?"

Oomaro seems a long way from home.

With the novelty and perseverance of a new face, the carpenters of the Torbec Workshop are penetrating the Magda sect with hard work as they turn to the Root Loretta sect.

... Overweight favors smell like crime and are dangerous though.

Magda's capacity has been stable for a long time, and she has recently stopped rumbling, so she has put her clothes on properly and put them out in the dining room. I don't even wear a collar.

I was also beginning to understand and listen to this relatively well. I'm sure it will be fully healed soon.

However, I still only want to wear my things.

"Store length ~! Add four extra daily meals!

"What!? 'Cause you've all eaten, haven't you?

"A guy who eats a lot is cool - he said you guys are hungry when we talked about it!"

... hey, the carpenters at the Torbec Workshop.

"Oh, sure..."

Loretta's words, Ginette nodded as she was convinced, her fingers softly aligned, and a happy smile.

"A man who eats a lot makes you happy to watch"

"Daily Additions -!

"This one too!

"You can have as many cups of Mr. Ginette's dishes as you want!

"What!? Oh, that! Shh, sorry, I didn't mean to...!

"Isn't that nice, Mr. Store Manager?! You're all men in men, so there's no two words! Right, gentlemen?

"" "" "" "" Ooh!

… a man is simple to make.

"Now, seven daily meals will be served, and you will be served immediately."

Once again, Ginette rushes to the kitchen.

The food placed on the counter is for Oomaro.

Womalo stared happily at Magda eating corn, and the meal was so late. Of course, the corn Magda ate is a bring in of Oomaro.

"Oomaro, we made it! Come and get it."

"I want you to bring it to me, suss!? Say it again and again, Oyla, customer!

A luxurious guest.

"Yes ~ yes! I'll carry it!

As I reach out to lift the basin, Loretta quickly lifts the basin.

"I'd also like to talk to Mr. Umaro. Hey!

"What... Huh!?

Twenty-five cum damage to Oomaro's heart. Oomaro is on cum.

"... O, to Oyla, Magda Tan..."

"It's okay. I'm perfectly fine in the second place, right? Please get along."

"Healthy...... Huh!?

378 cum damage to the heart of a healthy adorable Oomaro. It's pretty gray.

But around instantly spotting Oomaro's taste, this woman, don't do it quite.

Loretta's representations, although a little daunting, are not such lies as to catch on to The Judgement of the Spirit.

Rather, Loretta seems to honestly think so.

Seems like this guy enjoys dating in isolation from things like love, friendship, favor and disgust. Because that's quite an advantage. It's not something you can do with your money.

"Nah."

Seeing Womalo holding his chest and suffering, Magda approached Womalo.

Then he took a grain of honey popcorn out of a bag hanging on his hips and offered it toward Womalo.

"Nha."

"What... will you, sss...?

This is the first time Magda has given someone else her treat...

"Probably, but since you're in pain, doesn't this mean you can still eat and cheer up?

"Nha."

"Phew! Ahh! Magda Tan, Seriously Angel Sssu! I knew it, Oyla, Magda Tan a muscle!

Kaishin's blow! 65535 damage to Oomaro's mind. Oomaro ascended.

- Cause of death/death of cum.

"Hey. Somebody dump this half-laughter corpse in the wetlands."

"He's alive!?

"Somebody put this living corpse in the wetlands..."

"You really want to throw it away, sus!? Then I want you to at least make concessions in the slam, sss! Only the wetlands are spared!

What, that obsession?

"Slums and wetlands, they're like fakes, aren't they?

It's a whirlpool of abandoned people.

"No, Mr. Yashiro. Wetlands and slums at all..."

"Not at all. Yikes!

Loretta raises her voice so as to block Womalo's words.

I've never heard that before, it was a strong tone.

".................. Ah. No. I'm sorry."

After a while, Loretta bowed her head in regret.

I guess the one thing I said earlier was that I accidentally poked my mouth out.

"Oh, no. Sorry about this one. Actually, I've never been to a slum. Maybe he was biased just because of the sound of the words."

The air's gone bad, so I just want to apologize.

I don't make stupid decisions like this that mean anything to break a relationship.

Sometimes a casual word can decisively destroy a relationship. I don't know what other people's mines are like. This is how we have to walk away until we know each other.

That's how much I know.

"Oh, no. Welcome. I'm a little on the... slam... no, it's nothing. Excuse me!"

Maybe Loretta is from Slam...... oh my god.

No, he said he had a brother or something... a brother or something... like five people?

I'm sure it's a big family, and my sister, Loretta, is helping my family.

"Oh, is this it!?

Soon, Loretta changes the subject.

Make a bright voice and wipe out the heavier air.

The speed of this switch is also a big deal.

What Loretta peeked into was the honey popcorn Womalo got Magda earlier.

No, you didn't show it to Loretta.

"I'll show you how to make it later."

"Are you sure!?

"Oh. Magda's in charge, but Loretta should remember that, too."

"I remember! I remember right away! I want to remember all my work and be the one who has to be in the Yangdu Pavilion!

This guy must have been so shocked to be fired. Wow, I'm desperate.

"Well, this is the situation with Magda, and maybe we can change the popcorn rep to Loretta"

I interviewed yesterday afternoon, helped the store just a little in the evening, and I just worked full time this morning and this seems familiar. I just wrap my tongue around Loretta's adaptability. Even if I teach you a new job, I'm sure you'll do well.

Besides, I can't make it when Magda is going hunting even if she's feeling better.

Magda's burden could be reduced.

"All right, Loretta. You're in charge of popcorn today..."

"... no"

Goodness, they grabbed my arm.

When I saw it, Magda looked up at me with her vain eyes. My arm, Magda's little hand is holding on tight. Strong enough force for my fingers to devour...... I feel desperate.

………… one.

"Magda?"

"... no"

"No, I didn't"

"... popcorn is Magda's job"

…………

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

...... yeah.

"... no" got it.

And he also reiterated that the way he attacked was as one-sided as ever.

... so.

"You, how long have you been fully cured?

".......................................... Ha!?

The timing is too good.

No way, I just completely healed it - there's no way.

... This guy is fully healed, but he hasn't healed in a while. You pretended to be sweet.

".................. just fully healed"

Say it again.

No way, I just completely healed it - there's no way.

"... miraculous timing"

... How dare this guy lie about falling out.

My expression hasn't changed at all, but the cat ears that are sticking out of my head from just now are shaking fine and perfectly. I see...... does this guy get upset in his ear?

It's a punishment for my bad daughter.

I extend my arms slowly and point to Magda.

"The Spirit's Judgment."

"I'm sorry" here and I'll take a big look. Come on, what do we do?

Magda, pointing at me, stared at me with a vain half-eye.

There is no change in expression.

However, the cat ear fell asleep to the point where she was about to cry.

... Oh, no more.

"All right, all right. You just cured yourself at a miraculous time."

"……………… yes"

That's all you need to do now.

Just let's just make it right for the eight hits.

"My memories were cloudy when I was catching them, and now that my memories are back, I'm not supposed to have any memories of when I catched them, so you don't recognize this fox-faced guy over here, do you?

"Oh hey!?

…………

Magda stares jizzily at Womalo, who speaks in a hurry.

And this is exactly what I said after I accumulated it in my stockpile.

"............ no"

"That's not true, Magda!? I haven't known you since before catching you!?

"... Ha!? Fooled."

Magda stares at me.

Ha-ha-ha. That'll make you feel better.

Magda, who was always faceless, let it swell a little.

Catering may have sprouted a little emotion.

Damn. I don't know how long I've been 'pretending' I haven't healed, but I'm gonna have to work exactly what I skipped.

"So, how's it going?

".................. not bad. But I can't hunt yet..." He's glowing like a red moan, "but I can't get him out yet."

My consciousness is back, but I still don't seem to be in the mood.

... You haven't completely healed it.

No heart, or Magda's not looking well.

Maybe it's because I stopped ringing "Nya-na" until just now...

"……… work, do"

That's what I'm gonna say, Magda, trying to get to the back, I'm gonna pull over.

Grabbing his arm and pulling him in with a light force, Magda honestly came back to me.

Maybe he wanted to be sweet because of his anxiety about the injury.

But Magda may have taken such a roundabout way because she's not the type to say that.... What do you think is a little too spoiling Magda?

Well, whatever.

"I'm glad you're feeling better. We were all worried. Let's go say thank you next time."

Something about the farmer Momat, the chicken farm neferry, and the corn farmer Yap Rock family were coming to visit Magda. I couldn't get him to see me then, so you should go say hello again.

In doing so, let's call it a pleasure celebration and get you something.

"... worried... did you?

"Oh, you may not remember."

"............... Yashiro too?

"It would be obvious"

Hold the anxiously dripping cat ear down with your palm from the top.

And, too often, stroke a large amount of Magda's hair.

"Glad you're safe."

…………

Kak.................. and Magda's face looks down.

And with the sound of mosquitoes...

"............... sorry"

- And I shrugged.

I don't know if that's an apology for worrying or for lying. I don't know... well, I told him what I was going to say.

"Ha............ soggy magda tan............ cute sss...... want to pretend too sss......"

"If you touch it, you're banned, right?

I expose my disgusting toki face and stab a nail in a puffy trembling womalo.

Really, if this is Tokyo Metropolitan, I'm under immediate arrest, this guy.

"... your brother sounds like your brother..."

With a plundering voice that no one could hear, Loretta muttered those words.

I thought you heard me wrong... but most importantly, I don't know what the word means.

"What?

"Heh!? Oh, no, it's nothing!? I mean, did I say something?

Forced to make a laugh, Loretta behaves brightly.

Somehow, this guy seems to have a lot to hide.

Well, if you don't want to tell me, I won't ask.

"Thank you for waiting. Four people first."

It was Ginette's laid-back voice that shook off the air that was only a little heavier.

"Oh, yes! I'm on my way!

Loretta rushes to the counter.

Somehow, "I don't want to be in front of me," I feel like I got away with it.

"... Store Manager"

"Oh, Mr. Magda! Are you all right now?!?

"... fine. I can work now."

"You don't have to hurry. Please take your time for a while."

"... but... ok"

In a way, Ginette is very strong.

At times like this, no matter what reason Ginette makes, she never changes her opinion.

I guess Magda knows that too. In the end, it broke from me.

"Gentlemen, by the way. What were you talking about earlier? I don't know, I heard something different or the same."

Loretta's shoulder reacts slightly to the casual Ginette's words.

... that story, steam it back... well, I didn't seem to hear the content, and I guess no offense......

"Oh, uh! Slums and wetlands are totally different!

It was Umaro who distracted me.

I guess he sheltered Loretta. You don't want to talk about it from your own mouth.

"The slums will be just as pissed off if they join the wetlands."

A wow marlow that makes you look like a wasp.

You'd have the soul guts to gag this whole series.

This stuff is a joke. That's what I'm trying to say, that we all understand.

Well, this is a guess, but I guess the guys in the slam aren't like [frogs].

[Frogs] are unrecognized beings who don't even have human rights.

It would be a deserter, but it would be a deserter, but I guess there is more to being protected than being human.

Unlike [frogs].

That perception must be pretty big for the humans in this city.

[Frog] is fearful.

"Kusu......"

But there was one guy here who couldn't be captured by such recognition.

"What are you talking about? Same, slums and wetlands. Nothing will change."

Ginette.

"... eh"

Oomaro solidifies into a sudden total denial.

The air also solidified.

Ginette, however, smiled the same way and remained just one loose routine in a solidified world.

Don't just say that's natural.

There's nothing to wonder about, just say it.

"They're both in this city, and they have residents, and they take all the joys and sad things, it's such a place for someone to go home"

People live, live, and eventually die.

A place where we keep a jittery eye on those sad people.

If you let Ginette tell you, it may indeed be the same.

"Isn't that the same for this store, the boulevard, the downtown area... the Central District?

"If the slam... is the same as the Central District... is it?

"Yes, I think so"

I thought the slums and wetlands were the same.

He said they were both equally vulgar, insecure, and a buzz.

Was Ginette, in the exact opposite sense to me, of the same opinion as me?

"... he said that to me...... the manager is the first"

"Heh? That's what you guys think, isn't it? Hey?"

And Ginette said to me, "Is that why - no!," and there will be no fierce man on this occasion who can penetrate in Nori, Kansai.

"Oh, yeah! That's exactly what Oyla wanted to say, ssss!

I'll fix it in a hurry Womalo... but you were totally different from the slums and wetlands earlier, weren't you?

"... I can't believe there's such a person..."

From Loretta's mouth, Loretta and the rest of the serious voices leak.

That expression with the root of my eyebrows, I can't tell you how anxious I am even though I am trying to make a decision about something, that's my face at that time.

But the decision didn't seem to require that much time...

Loretta looked up and saw Ginette with a serious look.

"Mr. Store Manager! And I'm your brother... Mr. Yashiro!

He holds his fist and stares at us with his eyes that are still going to cry.

I have something pressing... my usual smile is hiding somewhere now.

And Loretta said these words with a strange face.

"I'm so glad you didn't help my brothers!?

Help...... ru?

"Let's talk!

Fast, fast! Quick, Ginette!

"You know, Ginette. Now we're understaffed..."

I'm the one trying to convince Ginette to stop the rampage...

"………………………………………"

………………

... Don't stare at me like that.

What, eyes like that "I expect"?

Two, I have something to say to you.

First of all, I'm not a good man. I think you can eat shit like charity.

And one more thing............... just this once.

".................. ha. Whatever you want, already."

"Yes! Thank you"

Can you say thank you for helping?

It's Ginette. What kind of shitty circuit is built into your head?

"Loretta."

"Ha, come on!

"... for now, 'just ask'?

"Yes! Thank you!

Thank you, too.

I don't know, I have to be in a circle to thank you.

"So that... I'd like you to meet my brothers once if you can...?

"Hmm... unfortunately we have a mountain of work to do. I can't do that. All right, this story is over here. Let's get back to work!

"... Yashiro"

I thought I could cut the story off, but Magda stood in front of me.

"... there's Magda. Just a little."

Oh, my God, I suddenly woke up to a spirit of hard work.

Is that you?

You feel like you have to work hard somehow because you found out you've been skipping?

"Well, you can cancel our daily meal."

"Yes, yes! Listen to Loretta."

"Daily fixed meals, 'cause I'm coming to eat tomorrow!

The carpenters who placed additional orders at Nori give a mouthfeel.

You guys can't eat anymore, can you?

The four people who cooked first are looking dying and scratching their daily fixed meals.

You were scared to see that, weren't you? You couldn't have eaten two servings from the start, could you?

He said he'd give you an extra push.

"Mr. Yashiro. Would you like me to sweeten up your courtesy and just let you make some time?

"But..."

I don't like it from Mendokusai! And because I only have a bad feeling about it.

- And how good, to be honest.

But this would be the time to use convenience.

"I'm anxious to leave one sick Magda behind. Unfortunately, next time..."

"... fine"

... Magda. You want to get in my way?

"... there's a Umaro"

"Mah, Magda Tan!? You're gonna rely on me for oila!?

"... yes"

"Thankful!

"... he wouldn't be heartbroken to use it with his chin"

"Spicy words!?........................ but I'm happy with everything Magda Tan!

That's serious, Oomaro.

Ask Regina to formulate the medicine. Maybe it's too late.

"Mr. Yashiro."

Ginette calls me by first name.

It's synonymous with me when I only speak my name.

The so-called one.................. "Checkmate"

"Wow. Can we just go for a little while now?

"Yes! Once you look at the situation in our house, that's fine."

On the second day we met, I didn't know we could bring family counseling... this is definitely Ginette's fault.

Ginette's favorite Aura scratches all the lost lambs in the world.

"Don't you have to go now? It'll be fine after the store's over."

"Ahhh... after dark, the... it could just be dangerous..."

Slam!

I knew they'd take me to the slam!

"Then, for a while, let Magda and Oumaro take care of the shop and visit Loretta's house"

"Ah, Mr. Ginette uses oila sassy too..."

I don't know what you're gonna do with us seeing our family...

Is it more comforting to have these guys if anything happens? They'll do enough to come looking for us when we get home too late...

Perhaps it would be a good idea to head out now.

"Okay. Then let's just say we're going out now."

"Yes! Thank you!

Loretta is happy to thank you. Lower your head well and bend your hips more than at right angles.... 3D anterior flexion.

"Bye, Umaro. Excuse me, Magda, please."

"Yes, sss! I want you to leave it to me, sss!

"Then Magda. Be careful not to let Umaro do anything weird."

"You're untrustworthy, oila!?

"... I know"

"You're getting me figured out, sus!?

"Yes, it's fine. Mr. Oumaro is a trustworthy man."

"That's Mr. Ginette! Yangdu Pavilion Conscience Sz!

"Um... why are you turning away?

"I can't look straight at you yet, from the sss!

"Even against Magda, if I had that much distance, I could trust you too..."

"... fine. Magda trusts him."

"Magda! Ouilla, glad to hear it!

"... and we have a masacri."

"Where did you get it out of, that huge massacre!? And the word 'credit' is a terrific emptiness!

Magda responsible for the giant mascari you are familiar with. My feet are a little fluttered, but, well, I won't be taking a back on Womalo.

But just in case...

I speak for the carpenters.

"You guys, please Oomaro!

"That 'please' means' keep an eye out 'right!? It's all right, from the sss! Ouilla, from credit first carpenter ss!

We made an appointment with the carpenters, except Oumaro, and we left the Yangdu Pavilion.

Exit the Yangdu Pavilion and head a little towards the main street before turning a narrow road that has never been bent before and stepping behind it.

We're going north.... Again, it looks like the slam you're aiming for.

Through the woods, the air changed.

I get wrapped up in an atmosphere of tingling and pricking my skin somewhere, and I get nervous.

Depressed and lush forests seem to be blocking the outside world and here.

It's like being distracted into another world, attacked by a feeling of restlessness.

Stand at the entrance of the slam and gaze beyond it.

Decaying wooden houses dot and rarely break down brick walls or something into sight.

A lonely settlement with no one to live in... you know, I feel uncomfortable like someone's been watching me all this time.

"... no one, you're not here"

Ginette leaks her anxious voice when she is hit by creepy air.

Softly, they pick the elbow part of my clothes.

"Right now, only my family lives in this neighborhood."

Later, Loretta tells me her house is in the slam.

But is there only one family? It's so quiet.

"There were people who told me to crush the slam... and they all left"

Crush the slam...?

I don't know how you feel, but I don't agree with you.

Blowups and fattening are things that make you want to pick your nose, but eliminating them causes such terrible misery. It's more obvious than seeing fire.

"I'll show you to us."

Loretta takes the initiative and walks out.

We stepped out to follow...

"Ah, my brother...... Mr. Yashiro! Watch your step!

"Huh?"

Keep one leg up and stop with Mr. Tamara falling.

What the fuck?

And you can call me "brother" if you want.

"In this neighborhood, pitfalls have been dug to prevent the intrusion of the leftovers"

Such a child deceit............ Oh, are you saying Loretta's younger brothers are children?

Shallow wisdom......

"Because it's dangerous. Follow me after I go by."

Follow me on the RPG wind because I'm going through a safe route?

When I looked at my feet, the ground I was about to tread on was swollen. That's the only difference in the color of the soil, and I can tell it was obviously covered with soil later.

... Quality, Low!

Like this, unless you're an asshole, you're not caught.

Well, if I hadn't been notified first, I might have accidentally fallen...

The soil served is about 30 cm in diameter.

It's a shitty scale the kids just said they dug hard.

A dozen centimeters at most would be a good place to go, too.

Is this you? Kids attacking each other with water and paint all at once where the outsiders snuggled and fell into this hole, the guy who feels like it's common in movies and stuff?

You know... there's no such thing as an adult who gets all painted up and says, "Wow, it's dispersed," you know? It's like oiling a fire, huh?

Before you do, you won't catch on to this quality.

I'm sorry I tried so hard around the corner, but adults don't have as much time as I do with my kids.

I lowered the leg I was lifting so that I could soak up the swollen soil.

At that moment...

"Wow!?

"Mr. Yashiro!?

"Brother!?

The world flipped. And then it went dark.

Zuzaza... and the earth that made a terrible noise and I put my foot down was only brought to the ground.

There was nothing under the soil where my feet were placed, and there was a huge cavity spread flat. Therefore, there was nothing to support my weight and, as is very common, my body fell by gravity.

Tons of soil and dried tree branches pour down on the caracallas.

"Yashiro! Are you all right?"

"Brother, why aren't you following me ~!? You said there was a pitfall!"

Pitfalls......?

Looking up, a large hole surrounded by dirt walls is opening its mouth towards the sky. On that edge, there's Ginette and Loretta, and they're looking at this one so they can peek into the bottom of the hole.

This is the pit...

The diameter is approximately two meters.

Depth is probably... is it five meters...

Whether it was a spirit of respect for life or something, there was a massive laying of fluffy walnuts at the bottom of the hole, and they never suffered injuries, fractures, or sprains caused by the fall.

It's just that my heart's bucked.

"I'm unloading the rope now ~! Please wait!"

Speaking to me, Loretta's neck pulled in.

Damn... they did it right.

Um, obviously the cheesy platter was a catch.

Fake to mislead you as "there's a pit there".

I noticed that unnatural plateau, I could afford it and avoid the pitfalls... lets dive into the real pitfalls if I thought I did - and that's the kind of scenario... hehe... so it fits right in, ploy and pitfalls, at the same time!

"Damn!... If you find the killer, don't do it..."

It's been a long time since I've had any dark feelings from the bottom of my belly.

About what kids do?

Ha, ha, is this pit on the scale of a child?

Isn't that totally professional work?

Then I won't hesitate.

This one too, let me retaliate with all my might as a professional con man.

"hehe hehe hehe..."

"Oh, you know, Yashiro......? I don't know, there's a creepy voice leaking, but, are you okay?

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God, that's a lot.

Uhhhhhh................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"Oh, that! Mr. Loretta should be bringing the rope soon, so wait till then..........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"Ginette!?

The sudden sound of Ginette's scream makes my heart squeal.

It beats faster and crackles in front of me.

... what? What happened!?

"Ginette! What's up!? Reply!"

But no reply from Ginette......

Damn it!

I put my foot on the wall of a nearby field.

If it's all dirt, you'll have to dig in with your fingers to get out!

I aim to kick up the wall a few times, but ruthlessly my body slips off each time and pulls me back to the bottom of the hole.

Damn it!

What the hell is going on up there?

Out of a hurry, I look over my head again.

.................. and one shadow was peering this way.

Jizz, peep...

The shadow, no matter how you look at it, was a rat.

But big. Compared to the time the Ginettes were peeking in earlier.............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

Is that the guy who dug this pit?

But wait.

There's gotta be only Loretta's family in this slum, right?

Loretta is human no matter what she thinks... isn't it weird that her family is a rat?

What the hell is going on...

"Ahhh! Come on, you little shit!

A familiar voice yells in an unfamiliar tone.

At that moment, a rat peering into the hole shook his body freaking out.

Seeing behind him in a hurried breeze, he escaped like a rabbit.

... Now what?

"Are you okay, brother!? Didn't that idiot do something to you!?

That idiot......? That's a very familiar rhetoric.

"I'm all right! than that, what happened to Ginette!?

"The manager would be fine! I don't know, it sounds like a big deal right now, but I'm not hurt!

It's like I don't understand the situation!?

Wow!?

What's that!?

Ginette, what are you doing?

"Excuse me. My brothers... anyway, I'm dropping off the rope now. Why don't you come up? I'd like to introduce you to my brothers."

After saying so, Loretta brought down the rope knotted at equal intervals into the hole.

I tried pulling it hard about twice, but it's securely fixed. I guess it's bracketed somewhere.

I grabbed the rope and hung my legs against the wall, and started climbing the dirt wall.

I can climb this.... but my fingertips are killing me because of the impotence I just had.

Still... my brothers, huh?

After all, that rat was Loretta's brother.

Does that mean Loretta's a rat?

Does it even have an elongated tail on its butt?... Let me show you later.

I crushed my aching fingers and managed to climb a vertical wall or something.

As the ground approached, Loretta reached out to me. Grab it in that hand and have it pulled up.

I was finally able to get out of the hole.

………………………………………………….

"I'll introduce you. These are my brothers and sisters!

There was a crowd of nearly a hundred rats.

"You're too big a family, dude!?

By the way, Ginette...

Little kids rubbing their full smiles around, kind of squirming.

Sometimes the nature of being too nostalgic for a child is unhappy.