Isekai Sagishi no Consulting

On the boulevard, there are no people.

No, it's not, but it's very sparse.

"Brother. There's no one here."

"Right."

Since many of the residents are engaged in restoration work for their own homes and workplaces, it doesn't seem like it's just because there aren't many people wandering around here at noon...

People also pull stalls down sparse boulevards to proceed.

The construction is going beyond the boulevard. There are various shops on Main Street, including restaurants and restaurants. To treat the domestic drainage put out by those stores, the sewage on this street is to be made more solid than any other. It's a big councillor when sewage is clogged in here or when there's a backflow.

But...

Originally, when a major construction is carried out nearby, the restaurant benefits from it and becomes a big buzz... idle bird.

How much money do you think it's weird that we don't go to a neighborhood store alone because we're taking bribes and food?

'Cause sometimes you want something different, and you want to drink.

Human beings in this world say, "I can't believe you drink in the daytime while you're at work!" I don't know what you're thinking... but alcohol is like a substitute for water.

When it comes to drinking, alcohol. That's the safest part. Even young children drink diluted wine. Although it is not Gabgab because it is easy to get drunk.

Yet no one.

An idle bird after an idle bird...

and I saw 'Cantalchica' up front.

This is a tavern with dog ear clerks. There was no store name written anywhere in the store, so I didn't know it until now, but the carpenter at the Torbec factory had a regular shop. He told me the name of the store was' Cantalchica '.

I knew you needed a sign.

For example, "Cantal chica liquor is delicious! I don't care what they say." Where is that? It's a waste to be. "

As persistent as we are, he promotes the name of "Yangdu Pavilion".

Yeah, I forgot to tell you.

Currently, my sisters are dressed in a stall uniform I made.

A matching apron in a matching piece, and a matching hat.

On the apron's chest it is written in large letters' Yangdu Pavilion '.

The hat is shaped in such a way that the triangular scarf is baggy and loose, making the feeding apron hat feel like it has been adorably modified. Because the cuteness and cleanliness of your appearance are important.

And that hat has holes in it so you can ham your ears out.

I won't hide it. These guys are never going to be there again.

Once before, you accidentally wanted to gut pose when you heard a toddler girl who saw her sisters uniform whine "cute". That's what makes it worth creating all night.

Night out and give my sisters a cute uniform... I'm fine, aren't I?

Most importantly, I was glad my sisters were thrilled.

Sleeve through them all in turn. Now it seems like being able to wear this uniform is a kind of statue. The seller has it all around.

If I had time to make clothes, I would be able to pay for each and every one of them...

We're still ahead of us.

"Ah, brother! Somebody's down!

My sister, who was walking next to me, says as she points forward.

One girl is squatting at the store end of the tavern 'Cantalchica'. The girl's head, round her back, getting smaller and crouching, had ears hanging like a golden retriever.

"Paula?"

When I speak, the girl who was squatting slowly raises her head.

It's still Paula.

Workers whose energy is the handle. Billboard daughter of Cantalchica, a fine (but within District 42) liquor store on Boulevard. The brown skin and the chilly-peeking dog teeth are the charm point Paula.

but I can't even feel such a pleasant impression from Paula right now.

My cheeks are peeled and a bear is formed under my eyes.

I have my eyes open, but it is suspicious if I am conscious.

What the hell happened?

He said he was so full of life when he slapped Loretta out.

"..................................... ah. Brother then."

Paula squeaks in a thin voice that seems to even get scratched off by the breeze.

Shit, shit, shit! Something tells me it's going to disappear forever.

"Dude, what's going on?

The last guy I saw was yelling at Loretta with energy.

It's only been half a month. What's wrong with this one?

"... Ah, yeah.... It's okay."

"You're not okay at all, I don't care what you think"

"... because come on..."

Paula's face is crooked and warped.

Repentance seeped into the voice swayed by tears.

"A customer…………… is not coming…"

Are you mental...... is that really all?

"Are you eating?

………………

Haven't you eaten?

"What do you do when the saloon clerk is hungry? If the garment clerk was naked, you wouldn't be shopping in a store like that, would you?

"... the clerk doesn't shop naked in any store."

Hmm... well, is that right? That was a bad analogy.

"What if the barber was bald?

"... you have no choice there."

Is that weird?

I don't get a good analogy for some reason.

Oh, bye!

If my sister at the store at night was breastfeeding......... maybe this isn't the same.

"Anyway, the restaurant people don't dress up unless they're hungry, do they?" The food in our shop is so good. "

"... because come on... Huh!

Paula grabs his ears with both hands and pulls them down gleefully.

Tears fell from my eyes hidden in my forehead.

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

Heavy rains are causing food shortages.

Are there so many food shortages in the 42nd arrondissement that the boulevard stores are unavailable......

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................................. No, that's crazy.

Aren't the merchant guilds doing business across the district?

What do you mean, even food from other districts is turned down because the 42nd arrondissement has been heavily damaged?

Then what the hell is a merchant guild for?

"Are the merchant guild guys saying there's no food?

"... the effects of disaster."

Due to the effects of disaster.....................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

Then it's possible, for example, that 'I don't like working under the influence of disaster, so I devour the profits'.

"Hey. Your store...... was it 'Cantalchica'?... Who are you buying ingredients from?

"A lot, but..."

Even here, are they allowed to negotiate with multiple merchants, just like the Yang Dai Pavilion?

"Can't you see he's like a representative? If you talk to this guy, OK for now, like."

"... if you're a delegate... after all, is it Assunt?

Asunt.

He's a nasty pig-faced merchant I paid back for trying to buy Maumatt's vegetables.

He's a good mouth, keeps spitting words in his favor, like a money-keeper's decentralization.

"Assunto is the representative who brings together the Merchant Alliance branch near here."

Is he the branch manager?

............... That's a nasty branch.

"This neighborhood means, like, 42 or 41, right?

"Yeah. Sure, it was as far as the fortieth arrondissement?

That means standing in a merchant guild is probably a lower end treatment.

Anyway, it's the branch in charge of the lower three districts.

"He's an ambitious man. I'm trying to make a profit, appeal to HQ, and fit in with the superior district branch manager."

So, you won't hesitate to take the overstated profit overriding measure?

"But, well, we don't give a shit about the merchant guild."

"Why not? Punch him. Don't be silly."

"No!... and then the food won't come in and the store will crumble."

What the... What do you mean by corporate animal guts or slave guts...

If you keep being abused for a long time, that's what makes you normal and unhappy with blatant tyranny all the time.

"He's just turning me around for food. Conscience," I guess, but he assumes.

Will a wolf plucked out of his fangs become more obedient than a dog?

"I don't have food... and alcohol doesn't come in... and I really don't want to... raise the price... because I have to..."

Was there considerable resistance to the word 'price increase' or it took a lot of time to say it?

It is seeping out of the mouth where repentance distorts.

"But I don't want to burden my customers as much as I can!

As she desperately appeals, Paula stuffs up to me as she sits down and absurds her voice.

but soon he tones down again, leaning down.

"Reduce what we eat... Reduce it... Turn it all around to the store... I'm doing it at a critical place... Customer, I didn't come... The only customer who came yesterday said 'expensive' as soon as I saw the menu,............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................."

Hold her knees, burying her face in between, and Paula exhales a long trembling breath.

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

Small and round, Paula stopped moving.

Maybe he's crying.

When I looked in the store over Paula's head, the manager stood silently at the counter.

We should have heard our conversation. But I didn't say anything... No, I couldn't say anything... I was just staring into a store with no customers.

The wooden version that stood on the counter said 'Wine 800 RB'; next to 800 RB, the number '300 RB' is erased by X.

… a price increase of less than three times, huh?

I wonder what I can do...

Now, producers, consumers, and us merchants, we all dry up.

.................. I have to do something about it.

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................................. Oh, no. No, you're not.

Nothing, it's not that I woke up to a righteous heart or that I sympathized with Paula, it's only for me.

A con man is one who tricks people into obtaining money.

In other words, if the people around you dried up, they'd run out of money to wind up, and as a con man, they'd go up in business.

You can only take money from someone who has it.

... some of the worst scammers out there are after the poor.

I won't admit it. He's third-rate. No, it's less than an apprentice.

He who can only cheat weakly is ashamed of his low abilities and recommends diving from the skyscrapers now. Quit, because you're not talented.

It's a simple idea.

Which would be easier, more certain, more water (profitable) than drilling a hole in the bottom of a tub lined with water or flipping an empty paper cup?

The former without even thinking about it.

It's not as unnecessary as a point card for a privately owned store that happens to be in a travel destination, such as a con man flocking to a paper cup that doesn't even have water in it after losing sight of such a simple thing.... No, I'm not going there again.

Anyway, I'm a point card for every store in the national chain.... I don't know why you liked it with a point card... that's hard to understand.

I mean!

If the people in this city aren't making moderate money, it means I'm in trouble!

Specifically...

To the extent that the Billboard Daughter of a luxury tavern on Main Street doesn't cry at the store, yeah.

"Hey, brother!

All of a sudden, Paula looks up and leans over at me with a ghoul.

"About me, won't you buy me!?

"Ha!?

What are you talking about, this girl?

"I'm my biological daughter! I think his face is pretty cute, too, don't you think? Don't you like it?

"No, what are you suddenly talking about?

"My boobs are pretty big too!

I checked that a long time ago.

"What do you say? Don't you think it's worth a lot?

"Wait, wait! Now that I know I'm too hungry and confused, calm down."

"I mean it! If it's for the store...... I'll do whatever it takes! I don't care what they did!

"Even if you're okay, I'm not okay! Behold, the Bulldocks gleam their eyes and fangs across the counter!

From across the counter, Paula's father is intimidating me by releasing a frivolous aura.

... tell your daughter, not me!

"Dad, shut up!

"... kuuuuuuuu"

"No, it's not 'cum'. Yikes! You're too weak, Father!?

Speaking of which, even when you fired Loretta, you did it on your own under Paula's authority.

Isn't that why you're getting tight on management?

"Please! Because if I were your brother, I'd be fine!

"I'm not okay! In my hometown, the sex trade is out of the question!

"With consolidated money, you can buy ingredients from a merchant guild! So, wish.................."

Hold Paula's mouth down with her index finger as it rolls.

When his fingers touched his lips, Paula's face stained bright red.

... to this extent, you can buy it. I didn't mean to be so busy.

than that.

"Can you let me know more?

"... Huh? What?

Give me the money and I'll get the ingredients... which means I still stock the ingredients.

I guess I'm reluctant to put it out and hoist the price. Dirty people.

I don't like the guy who puts out "eight" in seven rows and spares them anyway.

It's a strategy to pass millionaires. I do it a lot. Is that bad?

I mean, what are you trying to say... after all, I'm not going to like the Merchant Alliance.

"How much does your store usually buy ingredients for and how much has gone up in value now? And if you've added anything to your future terms... let me know more about that area."

"Oh, no, you can't say that! Such an imitation of exposing your hand... I can't tell you what you said!

"If you give me the information, you can eat our tacos all you want."

"……………………………………………………………"

The sound of swallowing spit echoed loudly, and Paula's belly worm began a great chorus to go with it.

"Some warm tomato-based vegetable soup"

"………………………………………………"

"And then there's the honey popcorn..."

"Okay! Surrender!

Paula, fall.

"Brother."

"We have to go fast."

"Everybody who's working on it"

"I'm gonna slack you ~"

I take pointers from my sisters who kept me waiting all the time and remind me that I am on my way to deliver a bribe dish.

Damn... sometimes you say you might get corner info... yeah, I can't help it!

"Sister! I need tacos in three as soon as possible. Get one soup ready!

"Aye!

"I'll be ready in forty seconds!

Oh, you definitely taught Magda that, didn't you?

"I'm ready!

"All right!"

With the tacos and soup served in the tray, I enter a ragged tavern. Then place the tray on the counter and negotiate with the Bulldog Ear Store Manager.

"Now lend me Paula all day. Of course I don't do weird things. I'm just gonna get the guys working on it to help me behave like a cook."

………………

The shopkeeper slowly lifted his arms with his stern face on.

And then he pins his index finger and sticks it out at me.

"... tacos, you got another one?

"........................ Kokuri"

... You're a mean Osama.

As a result, negotiations were concluded and I took Paula to the construction site.

Get information from Paula on the road and at the scene.

I'll skip the fine numbers, but roughly explain, they told me to pay RB 7,000 in the future for what I had previously purchased for RB 1,000.

Refusing to do so, he was threatened with rhetoric that would not catch on to The Spirit's Judgement: 'Food production is falling because of disaster'. … Indeed, 'food production is falling because of disasters'. Aside from whether there is enough stock or not to satisfy the demand...

So Assunt strained another stage of the trap.

"Only this time, if you buy me food for 20,000 Rb, the future purchase value won't be 7000 Rb, it doesn't matter for 3000 Rb," he said, "did they take it?

... At first glance, it sounds like a better deal to pay for the first bundle, but in the end, the purchase value is still up.

Pointing that out, Paula said, "Ah!? Really!?" He was surprised to see his eyes wide open.

... the only inhabitants of this city have pure hearts?

In the meantime, that's why I included Paula telling me to stop imitating the way I make 'money in clumps'. That doesn't make me less valuable.

After I said such a sermon smell, I thought it might have smelled a little ossantic...

"... yeah, I won't do it anymore"

Paula honestly told me that, so I decided to just think about it.

"You're a good man, brother."

I've been mistaken a lot since I came to this city.

If I were a good person, it would be weird if the Evil Secret Society wasn't treated like a charitable NPO corporation.

"Hey, can I ask your name?

"It's Yashiro. Oobayashiro"

"... Yashiro...? Yeah, I remember."

That's what I said and laughed at. The face looked age-appropriate and pretty cute.

I'm sure he's bloated and in a good mood.

……… well, and.

Organize the information you get from Paula in yourself again.

When I finished handing out the bribe dishes, I had to walk around the city a little bit.

Neferry to Mormat's and Delia for now...... Face from one end to another where you might be able to ask for help.

The work of Paula and her sisters ended the distribution of bribery dishes and the sale to the general public.

Today's work is over.

Looks like the number two store that rendezvoused on the way home sold out safely.

Delia and Neferry still felt a little shaken up, but seemed to work together to hit the task. My sisters testified to me.

"Yashiro. You can always tell me if you're in trouble! I'm responsible, but I'll do something about it."

"Yashiro. Talk to me as soon as something happens. You can count on me. I'll help you with everything."

"Brother. I can always help you, too."

"" Who!?

Look at Paula. Delia and Neferry rounded their eyes, got fit, and a little intimidated, and it was busy on the way home, but it didn't come into my ear much.

If you noticed, we were in front of the Yangdu Pavilion.

Paula is on the boulevard, and Neferry seems to have split on the street ahead.... I don't remember.

Then don't go home.

Hands up, Delia turns away in a relaxed gait.

Looking only at his back, he looks like someone "going to see a strong guy".

"... Well,"

If you're asked if it's something to do or not to do, it's probably not like I do.

But I'm only trying to take action in my interest.

I'm even convinced that doing so would be best for me and would make a big profit slowly.

Still, I'm a little confused... because the danger comes with it, I guess.

That, too, is most dangerous to those who are near me, not 'to me'...

Worst of all, it could be about an out-of-district exile.

If that happens, you'll be bothering the store.

After all, should I tell the manager...

"Ginette. You got a minute?

"Yes."

He smiles as usual and takes me in a soft voice as usual.

I don't want you to be in danger...

I left the store to Magda and Loretta and brought Ginette to my room.

Ginette sits on it for a long time, and I'm in bed. Get dressed up across the street, and I'll start talking.

The information I got today and my views associated with it. The action you are trying to take in support of it and the dangers associated with it. And I washed out my final goal.

Sitting face-to-face with me, Ginette listened to me in silence the whole time.

"... and that's why"

Finish the long story and moisten your thirsty thirst with the lemon water of the Yang Deception Pavilion.

My throat snarled and I drank a glass of water and Ginette slowly raised her face and smiled gently at me.

"I want to support what Mr. Yashiro thinks is right."

"This could get you in trouble."

"I'm fine. If you're going to be a terrible nuisance..."

A soft grin turns into a puffy, gorgeous color here.

"Mr. Yashiro is here, so I'm sure Mr. Yashiro will do something about it."

Laughing like a kid who has succeeded in flirting, and peeking into my face a little shy.

... Oh man.

I wonder how far this guy understands.

Well, I got permission for once.

Then let me do what I want.

Shut the fuck up who gets in my way.

Finally.

It might just make the lives of the residents of District 42 a little easier - but that's what I know. It's this way.