Isekai Sagishi no Consulting

One sunny morning.

I met a nostalgic face on an unpopular boulevard.

"Oh, it's been a while."

The guy who was walking alone down the main street clouded his expression for a moment when he saw my face.

But he immediately smiles for sales and lightly drops in on the meeting.

A pig-faced man dressed in small, beautiful clothes.

What's his name?

"Assunt"

"We're out of time"

Even as Asunt smiles, he understands very well how alert he is to me.

I can't open my nose.

Psychologically, it is not cozy to show your chest or belly to someone who recognizes you as an 'enemy'. So when you go in front of someone you don't like, you put your arms together, you put your hands together in front of your stomach. Similar psychology works to pull the upper body slightly.

Even with a grin on his face, Asunt is holding hands in front of his chest. I can't even say that when it comes to merchant-like tricks... well, you're being called out by me to be careful.

"What can I do for you? I don't know if there's anything special to talk about with Mr. Yang Maori Pavilion who doesn't have a deal..."

For those who come with plenty of yammies, it works for them to get any good fortune through. Best not to care.

"No, I kind of pinched it in my little ear. You've been entrusted by the Merchant Alliance with the role of compiler in this neighborhood."

"Yep. With all due respect, I am serving as this branch manager......, what is that?

If you interpret it, you'll say, "Oh, my God, it doesn't matter to Themè!" or something.

"No, what. If you were a great man with the title of Branch Manager, I thought I'd keep you company. I'm here to talk to the public."

"No. It's not a big deal, such as a branch manager. It's a loss-making role that can push chores and haters."

"Isn't that humble?

"Oh. Did I look like such a transgressive person? You're a little out of your mind, though. It'll scratch."

Asunt shrugs his shoulders and glances at this one with a stream.

Little by little, he seems to be calming down.

I'm turning a gaze like I'm exploring this abdominal cumulation.

"When it comes to public discourse, was there anything interesting about it too?

"Actually, I started selling stalls. Of course, with the Lord's permission."

Assunto's eyes changed color.

Have you decided what to do with me? It looked somewhat "switched on".

"Yep. We've heard rumors."

"That's right, you're early. Or was anyone you knew here to see? Like a man who looks like a kamakiri..."

"If that's the story, there's nothing I can tell you. Excuse me."

Neither affirmation nor denial, huh? It's a wise decision.

But your eyes were totally positive when you heard about the Kamakiri. That you guys have something to do with this.

but what a good idea.

That one thing was done, and the Lords were warned immediately. It won't happen again.

Most importantly, I guess that was like a return of interest to the blow I fed Asunt. It cleared up a lot of the loss in the garbage collection guild thing in that way.

Threaten me that you'll be scared of the rest when you get on too well.

"I'd rather ask for one thing than that."

"To me, is it?

Doing Asunt a favor means having some kind of exchange condition... which also means that we can blow some unfavourable conditions here.

"You understand that very well, don't you?" It was a questionable statement.

Assunt turns his eyes round and gives him a surprised look.

"'Cantalchica' is a tavern, you know?

It's a liquor store near here run by the father of dog ear clerk Paula.

"Yep. That's the store I'm dealing with."

"Heh, really? Then it's quick."

Oh, my God, I actually know because I heard it from Paula beforehand.

But performances like this are also important.

"Cantalchica can't even open a store at the moment because of soaring purchase prices."

"Disaster is always ruthless."

"Can't you manage to accommodate the food?

"You can't just be special about 'Cantalchica',... The situation is imminent everywhere."

"Whoa. What's going on? Really, it doesn't seem like it."

I will look softly at you and stare at Asunt and say to you.

Drop the tone of your voice, slowly, with plenty of yammies.

"'All equal,' I can't believe... you're not even such a pacifist, are you?

"... Hi, you seem to be making a mistake"

"Are you a pacifist?

"We care about 'Sum'. Because it's a customer business."

"You want to get along?

"To the extent possible, if so."

That's Assunt. Dangerous statements such as those caught in The Judgement of the Spirit are avoided.

"If you say it doesn't seem like it, isn't that what you are?

"Me?

Now Asunt set me up.

"It sounds like the most repentant thing you could possibly do, like bowing your head for someone else, but hey."

"What are you talking about? I'm always the man who does everything 'for your loved ones', huh?

Of course, that 'loved one' is about me. Oobayashiro. On one.

Avoid bowing your head for others? Of course not! Why would I have to shoulder someone else's burden?

but keep the words cloudy here.

"Hehe...... Again, I don't seem to like you. I have no idea what to tell you."

"Heh, isn't that a 'fit'?"

".................. hehe, he's a freak"

"Don't you feel like we could get along?

"No, not at all"

It's rare to be rejected so clearly.

It may be the only one in this city.

Who says these things to face?

"But you get along with your business partners, right?

"That's natural. Only with mutual trust can we make a better deal. I believe trust is the most important thing."

"Heh... trust..."

"That's right. But unfortunately, there seems to be something I can build with you..."

"Conversation Record"

"-!?

When I called the conversation record Cumbassation Records, Assunt opened his eyes and erased the grin he had stuck on his face.

"... what are you going to do?

"Hmm? Hey, nothing..."

Listen carefully to Assunt's questions and I scroll through the translucent panel that appeared in front of me.

Oh, is this going to be written down in real time? I've never known it before.

Well... then.

"(Self-regulation) Huh!

"Buffoo!?

Asunt blew up in front of me when I shouted dirty words that people couldn't say. He's dirty.

"Hey what... suddenly!?

Asunt raises his bare voice.

Beyond that, you can see what's going on and what the residents are looking at here.

If anyone screams banned terms from the morning, then don't come to see them. He could be dangerous.

"No, when I said the no-broadcast term, I wondered what it would say in the conversation record Cumbassation Records......... Oh, look, there's a proper dirty word on it. You don't mean" self-regulation. "

"That would be so...... this is just a record. If there is a vocabulary or something, the hidden word that uses it will become popular and the meaning of the conversation record Cumbassation Records will disappear."

I see.

Using a covert word to trade? You can't do that. You will deny the system of the conversation record Cumbassation Records altogether.

Well, and.

I scroll through the translucent panels and stop my fingers in certain parts.

These letters are noted there.

He said, "If I scream dirty words, I'll start the operation."

"Hey, hey, you, wait!

"Ah? What the heck, no, here!?

In the middle of the boulevard, a girl with dripping canine ears like a golden retriever and a good-width man with a crocodile round face suddenly started arguing................ with a very unnatural bar reading.

"Oh, you will spare your vegetables, so our liquor store is very soft!

"This way, too, my life is hanging. I didn't get beat up for a very cheap price!

"So don't sell it for an extrajudicial price!

"If we make it any cheaper, our guild will be destroyed! So, uh, you guys, uh..."

A crocodile man stuck in words sneaks his gaze into a translucent panel that is sneaking in his nostalgia. And he groans, "Oh, 'rather'..." and turns his gaze to the dog-eared girl again.

"Rather, you guys are making a profit buying vegetables for a higher price!

"What the hell!? Let me tell you something!

Using the words of the dog-eared girl as a signal, the dog-eared girl and crocodile man begin a fight in the combination.

... though, for some reason the crocodile just seems so reluctant and unilaterally pampered...

"Stop it, you two!"

There, a beautiful girl with a hell of a boob show up.

Letters written on the chest distort that swell that pushes the clothes up from the inside all over the pieces.

These letters were written on the clothes the breast girl was wearing.

"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, in short, Ginette in a publicity shirt went into arbitration under Paula and Maumatt to combine.

However, I hold a translucent panel with both hands and follow and read it with a gutted peek.

"Mr. Mormat, that's a little hard to overhear."

Neither discouraged nor intermittent, the pessimistic audio is drooled. And he never looked up, never looked at them.

He's not even willing to memorize the line.

Yes, it's a line.

"... What the hell is this?

Ask me with Asunt's convulsed look.

But I can't answer that. I'm not going.

I just shut up and gaze at Ginette's uppermost phonetic reading.

"We restaurants are trying to keep prices from rising by cutting costs to the limit. I can't do this any more. Because producers are exploiting it."

"Wait a minute. No!

So it was Nefery with the chicken face, the only daughter of the chicken farm, who appeared refreshed.

"You shouldn't listen to what I'm saying! It is we, the producers, who are holding back price rises through an irresistible effort! Hey, you must be, Delia!?

"Uh, you're absolutely right."

Delia responds to Neferry's inquiry of the do-it-yourself and feverish actress with even a raw ultra-bar reading of the expression bars.

I hear Neferry was interested in this, and he's good at acting. However, I float because I'm not on a level that I'm terrible around, and on the contrary, I make a bad impression though.

"We producers build up our efforts every day, we dialogue with the earth, we let the flora and fauna through our minds, we make delicious food! The deliciousness of that food is what producers are proud of and the cry of their souls!

"Huh? Huh?..................... Huh?

Neferry's been putting in an add-on.

Thanks to this, Ginette started to get horny.

I actually wrote this script and read it in front of the people here.

Because of this, these guys can review the script by referring to their conversation record, Cumbassation Records.

That's where all the script lines I read are recorded.

"Have some eggs! Delicious, isn't it? That's my scream!

No, no, that would be scary.

If I hear your screaming from an egg, I'll beat the egg to the floor without hesitation.

"Oh, um... now, which scene the hell...?

After this, the conflict of 'Producer vs Store Owner' is portrayed and we talk about each other's struggles...... well, that's enough.

The audience is getting better and better.

Looking around, I heard this commotion and a considerable number of Yamama were forming a hedge.

I would cut the scene in the middle of the corner with a gut...

"That's crazy!?"

I speak of a line that signals climax.

Great acting skills, made in Japan.

I'm falling in love with you.

"What the hell is this, an imitation of?

I can feel some frustration in Assunto's voice.

They show me an unexplained play, and it's hard to leave the scene because of the hedgerows.

Being put in a situation like this without knowing what it means is pretty frustrating too.

But I don't care! This is where it matters.

Come on, for your sake and not in a hurry, check it out!

Oobayashiro, a generation of great performances!

"It's strange that prices are rising, even though the money paid to producers is decreasing"

You look like a kid with a brain full of adult famous detectives.

Fraudsters, acting skills are essential skills.

"... your acting is terrible again"

Oh, my God, Asunt!? What's so cruel about my acting?

It also brilliantly reproduces the slightly childish atmosphere, and it's pretty cute there. No!

Cute no!?

"Ha... I'm busy, so now I'm going to have to excuse you"

With a loud sigh, Assunt tries to leave the scene.

but the pedestrian hedge successfully inhibits its way.... or the hedge has a familiar face lined up.

In the face of the hamsters, the Yap Rocks, and the Omeros River Fishing Guild, the US farmer Homeros and other producers who work in the 42nd arrondissement and the shopkeepers who run the shops face off.

"... you guys are"

You noticed the rash on his face, Asunt's expression slightly stretches.

Our own dealers appeared in this frigid salmon scene with geese necks aligned. Then you'll be in a hurry.

Assunt should definitely be thinking this right now.

"I was framed," he said.

Beyond the collaborators I gathered, the outsiders were gathering to hear the disturbances.

No, these guys aren't outsiders in a way either. So you should take a good look and listen closely.

"I asked a certain crocodile-faced farmer I know..."

"You're Mr. Mormatt."

"No, well, there's anonymous hope"

"It's Mr. Mormatt, isn't it?

"Don't pry."

…………

Asunt gives up saying something to me and turns his gaze to Mormat.

Momat, who was gazed at, blatantly wolfed and turned away with a deliberate whistle.... he can't be an actor, absolutely.

"I told you to drop the vegetable deal, didn't I?"

"Yep... well, yeah"

You set your belly, Asunt slowly turns back to this one.

Those eyes that stared at me were completely in combat mode.

"Quality will be lost for a while as a result of the disaster. It can't be the same deal value as before."

I've heard more about this area from Mormat in advance.

I was being held up for a deal on the same terms as Paula was saying.

That is, "the vegetables we have previously picked up at 100 RB will be 20 RB in the future. However, if you give me the inventory I have now for 5 RB, I can make a deal for 40 RB in the future" -. Price movements are reversed, but the methods are the same.

'If you lose now, you'll have to lose less in the future (but you'll lose either way, Keke)'.

Well, probably, around Assunto's making a manual and letting people in the branch do the same. There were too many people who were offered similar deals. Over the majority.

"Then I asked some dog-eared clerk who works in a tavern on this street..."

"You're Mr. Paula."

"Anonymous hope."

"... so what?

Apparently Asunt finally figured it out too.

It's adult manners not to disclose the identity of an informant.

Even when interviewing criminals on TV, viewers say, "No, arrest them!" The will is ignored and the identity of the collaborators is thoroughly hidden.

That's what it is.

"You told the restaurant that the wholesale value would be higher 'cause the disaster reduced food'?

"It's not enough in a broad sense."

'If you look at the whole city,' food would certainly have been reduced.

"Farmers weren't showing more difficulty trading vegetables. … No, not just farmers, but producers."

With Assunto pointing the spearhead of responsibility, the producers take their gaze off and push each other to silence.

But you don't have to look away from anything. I can't sell it at a price that makes it clear that they're buying it. That's the same thing with people in every world. You don't have to be ashamed.

"If things don't come in, prices will go up. We don't know what to do..."

... I didn't say "I can't". It's a fade-out. Then I'll make a gesture of shaking my neck sideways.

'If you don't say' lie, you can't judge '..., a method that successfully poked at the flaws of' The Spirit's Judgement '.

"Sure, if things don't come in, prices go up. But..."

Because The Judgement of the Spirit is a defect, I'm going to have to struggle in places like this.

If you can meet the Spirit God, there are mountains of complaints I want you to hear.

But right now, it would be an occasion to focus on the enemy in front of us.

"You don't have to dare let things come in. Prices go up, do they?

…………

Is that silence affirmative?

In short, the value of the object increases if it ceases to circulate to the market.

Naturally.

"I've always wondered... a merchant guild is an guild that can do business' beyond the precinct ', right? And lots of branches."

Asunt staring at me and not looking away.

He's the one who's fighting the battle.

If you turn away from me now, it's like confessing to me that there's something 'nasty about it' in your heart.

Even if it's hard, you won't be able to take your gaze off.

"Why isn't food coming around from the other branches?

A merchant guild to network in each district.

Then it's normal to accommodate surpluses if there's something missing in some district.

But these guys don't do it.

Why?

"Because I'm just entrusted with the bottom section, even in the merchant guild. It's very, very important to give opinions to the upper management."

Is there such an organization?

It breaks down in a system where all opinions in the field are silenced.

There is only one reason why food is not distributed to District 42.

It's for these guys to make money.

But he gave me a corner opinion. Let me take advantage of that.

"I see. In District 42, even though prices rise so much that restaurants can't open shops and residents lack enough food to suffer from hunger, as a merchant guild, you don't have the ear to listen to such an endless tale,... is that right?

"It's not"

"Well, let me tell you something."

"Once you distribute food from other districts, you will then come in the same way. Everywhere, sales want to grow. You will be thankful for this and will be able to engage in unfavourable negotiations. I can't beat the shit out of you."

Asunt shrugs her shoulders to give her a crying look, as she invites sympathy.

Naturally, I can't cry.

"In that case, prices within District 42 will collapse. Producers are driven further into distress. Anyway, a better product comes in cheaper from a higher guild than here…"

So I open up plenty between them and look over at them together like I lick them.

"... If that's okay, if you say so, I'm not..."

"I guess it's still similar now"

The residents of District 42, who had been exposed and constricted to the unpleasant gaze of Assunt.

I guess that has worked out so far. Let them see that there are more disadvantages than they are now, and they smile invincibly and say, "What do you want to do?" and press for judgment.

The weak can't argue or protest because they create the fact that they made a decision of their own accord, in addition to having to accept the conditions.

But...

"Hey, Mormat. You, how much do you have in store now?

"Store!? You can't have that! Suppose it was, like, a tear of tins."

Maumatt's answers get yeah and yeah endorsement from those around him.

I guess it's the same everywhere.

"Then ask all the residents of District 42 here!

I open my hands and raise my voice.

Ask all who are here.

"Who is not currently in distress?!? Is anyone loose and happy with their current life!?

The reply is.....................................................................................

"You know what, Asunt?"

In the silence that struck the water, I speak only for one person - Asunt.

There is only one target. Yes, it's you, Asunt.

I ask you. Listen carefully. And think.

"Isn't District 42 now in a state where prices are collapsing?

"... no, that's..."

Assunt got stuck in words.

Asunt, who had judged without even wanting to make the choice of silence, was stuck in words.

"No more producers in Zone 42. No matter how you fall, it won't last long. Even the other day, a man appeared who had quit his family business, abandoned his family and tried to become an adventurer.... Well, I stopped it as hard as I could, but that's not like anything was that extreme"

Being an adventurer is like being a treasure hunter looking for Tokugawa Reserves, so to speak.

The more we have to bet on that slight possibility, the more the producers here are being pushed.

I'm in that situation, and that business can't last long.

If my heart breaks, I'll be out of business in no time.

"Producers in Zone 42 can't do it anymore. Forget it."

"Oh, come on, Yashiro... Huh!

Mormat tries to eat my spicy words. but that was silently controlled by Estella, who was in a good place at a good time.

Estella is not scheduled to come out too far this time. For that matter, he's been very supportive of me in the back.

Maumatt grasped the situation and stepped back silently.

That's right, that's fine. Shut up and watch.

"That's a tough one,"

Assunt, too, is a little upset.

I guess I didn't expect you to tell me to abandon you.

"Then why don't you at least buy food from other districts and save the restaurants and markets alone?

"Is that because you are a cafeteria associate? He told me to cut off others and help myself..."

"Oh well! Let's go, I forgot!

Suddenly blocks the words of Assunto, who was about to express his views, out loud.

Your turn is still ahead of you. I'll give you plenty to talk about later, so listen to me a little more.

"It costs a lot of transportation to get things from other districts, doesn't it? Besides, based on what Asunt just said, I'm sure they'll be able to see you at your feet and blow an extrajudicial price!... Didn't I?

…………

"Hey, Asunt. What do you say?

"... well, you will"

Asunt to explore and mouth the results of the future that will probably be so.

I get it. You're confused right now, aren't you? My eyes are swimming.

"That means. You should be prepared for about three to four times the traditional purchase value... but then the profit won't go up... eventually it will crumble one day. Isn't that right, Paula?

"Huh!? Oh, me? Uh-huh... yeah......................... yeah. Even if we manage to do this, the price increase is inevitable, and if the value goes up, the customer will come from afar...... I think it won't take long to crush it"

"Besides, the producers are unemployed and have no money. There will inevitably be fewer guests."

"It's... deadly."

Paula drops her shoulder with a vision of a grey future.

"Is that it? But wait!?

When I raise my voice, Asunt glances at this one with a fed up look.

I don't mind continuing.

"Hey, Paula. That's three times the traditional purchase value, isn't it?

"Uh... oh, really."

The same is true of the heavy rains and the overall impoverishment of residents.

"If this situation continues for another month now... what will happen to your store?

"Crumble. Sure. It won't last a month."

"Ohhhhhh... oh my god..."

I held my head in my arms and sighed heavily.

"So either way, in a month's time, the producers, the stores, they're all going out of business."

"No, that's not a bit too much of a leap"

Asunt breaks into pieces.

I guess this is where you want to put your teeth on.

But the hearts of the crowd listening to me don't work like that.

At the earliest, words that resonate more than my words do not exist in this situation.

"When we run out of food, don't let all the residents here go shopping in District 41. But then there will be food shortages in Zone 41 this time, price hikes in the same way, and the economy dies. So now you're going to buy it in District 40..."

"Come on! I know you're going to stir up anxiety and enmity against me, but that's right, the Inquirer..."

"What are you talking about?"

I'll stare straight into your eyes and make it clear to Asunt.

"You're not the enemy."

The air freezes.

"............ I see. Is that what you mean?"

Disturbing air drifts from Assunto.

The faceless pig's face looked creepy as if it were a demon's use.

"Do you intend to push our merchant alliance and our producers and business owners into distress? So, you're trying to pull a concession from me? Hit even a lousy play...... hehe"

Asunt shakes his body loosely.

In a move that doesn't make you feel the warmth of living like a mechanical crop, Assunt stares at the Maumats.

Ginette and the others constrict to that gaze and solidify in one place around Delia.

"Do you mean those of you who are there are the endorsers? Hmm... I see... is that right?"

Asunt whining by himself and convinced by himself.

The voice has quieted down, but it seems to be on my mind quite a bit.

I have a thick blood vessel floating around my forehead about a hexagonal pencil.

"I don't mind. Hate, even if you stop doing business with us. If you think you're at a disadvantage, that's fine! Think so. We never mind. If your contract with you is broken, 'with others' until a new contract is signed! I have as many as I want instead! Most of all! … I don't know if there is an organization to replace the Merchant Alliance for you."

I guess this is Assunto's winning pattern.

Preach your advantage and pull your opponent into your field.

If it's about the people here, that's all you'll cry about.

It's the same strategy that scared brothers get their rubbed opponents right into the office. Pressure them to "want to be freed quickly" and make them unable to do decent thinking.

The only way to break it is to smash the "flow" that he envisions.

"'Trust matters more than anything'... Was it?

With his mouth pinched from the side, he turns his grumpy face this way that Assunt won't even hide.

"Trust is something you can't build on a liar."

"... are you calling me a liar?

"There are two main types of lies. You know what? One is to say something different from the facts, and the second is to hide the truth."

"What do you think I'm hiding?

"How was the play earlier?

"What?"

"I practiced that one, too. Something like this, didn't it come to your heart?

"It won't matter now, you suck at that..."

"Bad or whatever!... you didn't have anything to say to me?

…………

Stick together often.

It was Asunt who broke it first.

"... you don't. Nothing."

Off my gaze, fluttering my breath out of my nose.

... well, didn't you pass it on?

"There are two things that that play was suing. Was anyone watching and noticing?!?

Turn your voice to the audience surrounding us.

If you noticed, people were overflowing the boulevard. It's so stuffed with cucumbers that you can't see the end of the street.

So much so that I wonder if all the residents of District 42 are gathered here.

"What the... you're the ones who lacked the heart to enjoy the play. Well, can't you help it? Then let me tell you!

I stretched my chest and started explaining myself as I added a gesture.

"During that play, producers argue that 'ingredients are being bought and beaten to the limit at low prices', and vice versa, the restaurant side argues, 'sold at extrajudicial prices'. This is a play based on facts I heard directly from people who work in that job."

Let Mormat and the others snort loudly so that my claim is correct.

That seems to have been communicated to the audience as well, and they begin to hear a whisper from here and there. That's gonna make the play more credible.

"Ingredients bought cheaply are sold at extrajudicial prices................ So where did that enormous profit disappear?

Blinking occurs from the audience.

Some have bought and sold ingredients cheaper than before. The person would have made many times more profits than in the past.

Who's that?

"Hey, it's Mr. Merchant Guild.... Where do you think he disappeared?

"I don't know what to say."

That was a bad response.

To Assunt's words, the audience revealed a blatant discomfort.

That would be so. The audience here are also people on the side of being exploited.

Everyone will remember their anger if they find out that the current food catastrophe is occurring because of the middling of the merchant guild.

Coming there, not to excuse me. Ano reopening would be like smashing gasoline into a fire.

"You're making it up, you piece of crap!

"Are you sure?

"If you can't trust me that much, fine! I don't mind if I don't make any future deals with the people there! Just a few people get together and hit on their grievances...... that's how you just have to isolate them!

Quiet, Delia takes a step forward.

but when I put my right hand up, he stopped me on that leg.

You can't solve this by force, this. Well, I'll take care of it.

"There's another thing that that play wanted to tell you. I would have liked you to have noticed... too bad."

"Enough is enough. I have nothing more to talk about, so excuse me. You're going to need a lot of procedures. Because we also have to look for contracts with other producers and stores that wholesale goods!

Some of them live on self-sufficiency within District 42. He's going to open a new store.

I guess that's a threat to bring those people in new...

"Those hands don't work anymore."

"... what?

I was stared at with a scary face.

So I dare turn my spare grin on you.

"The main theme of this play is, 'Is Friendship Beautiful'"

"It doesn't matter anymore, like we're talking about a play! Come on, man!

"Beauty also means strength. People feel a kind of fear for beautiful things."

"I can't go out with you. Excuse me!

Looking back, several men walk out and block the path before Asunt, who tried to walk away.

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

Assunt trying to change direction and walk out again, but this time he will be held back from going to another.

"... what the hell?

They are producers and individual employers living in Zone 42. Besides ingredients, there are people who make cotton, hemp, dyes, flavors, etc.

And besides meal-related, there are people who do business with materials that are made in the 42nd Ward.

This is an important project for them as well.

As I went around every house and sincerely discussed them, they lifted my heavy hips.

I asked you to gather at this place today, this day, but you seem to have come properly.

With our own hands, those who want to open up the future.

"Asunt. You really didn't notice. The real meaning of this play. No... give me a warning!

"Ke...... warning?

Yes, a warning.

This was a warning to you merchant guilds from the residents of District 42.

"If you look closely, it looks like there are a few merchants in the crowd for the Merchant Alliance."

There was a face in the walls that I had seen before. He's the merchant I saw at Neferry's chicken farm, and that's the guy who cut off the rice from the rice farmer Homeros without hesitation.

"Just fine, listen carefully to Temehe and all the others for their ear holes!

I don't know how the word 'cool' translates properly...

"We put our hands together.... the 'prey' you've been feeding on are not alone anymore. I'm not an individual. Not just being exploited with weak, no fangs of counterattack!

With a raised voice, the air shook.

The vibration of the air conveys strong thoughts so that ripples are created in the water.

Silence.

Silence, not silence.

This tranquility awaits.

My words.

The gospel of guidance.

Then I'll tell you! Words you guys won't ask for!

"Listen! All those who dwell in District 42! Don't keep on being weak! Question now that you remain exploited! Swing your fists up!

The audience surrounding us gets tingly and murderous.

The grievances that have been repressed so far turn suffering into energy and out.

"We have to change!," driven by intense emotions.

"If you don't know how to shake it up, I'll teach you! Spit out the dissatisfaction that's clearly in Temehe and the others' heads right now, as far as your voice is concerned! What's up!? Do it!"

"" "" "Ugh, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Groundy roaring shivers the boulevard.

A vortex of emotions so intense that it is likely to dizzy occurs in the place.

The heart of the crowd, I let you grab it, Assunt!

"We're one! I don't give in anymore to the way I put pressure on you individually, as I have done before! The weak who fear isolation are no longer here!

Asunt, who was still listening to me with his face in his face, suddenly laughed as if he had cut a weir.

"Ha ha ha ha! So, what do we do? Nothing's gonna change where the herd is! Now that herd will only be isolated!

Make sure you peek into the faces of each of the surrounding crowds, and Assunt utters the word.

"It's not like you don't know what happens when this district is isolated, is it? You can't be completely self-sufficient, can you? What about firewood? Is there wood dust in the 42nd arrondissement? What about the meat? From what I've seen, you don't seem to see a hunting guild? What about the fish!? Some of you are a sea fishing guild! That's not all. Your lives are made up of many things! Speech paths such as exaggerating some dissatisfaction, making silly noises like you lacked reason and breaking the trust you've built over the years! I say it clarity! You guys have no choice! You guys! For life! Whatever happens! You must continue to work with us and live life in this city! If you can't do that…… it means abandoning your life as a person."

Silence.

The momentum that was gushing has been silenced at once.

Asunt looks at me and laughs disgustingly, like he won.

"I sympathize with all of you who were instigated by the newcomers there. Blow around as if it's even possible to do something you can't do, and confuse people with well-touched words. As a result, what awaits you is the bitter, poor, beastly life of 'It wasn't supposed to be like this'...... Come on, wake up. Now, let's take a big look at today. Everyone can make mistakes."

The crowd answers nothing.

Just keep your mouth shut and lean down.

... Not at all.

"You must be really stupid."

I was too scared to say anything, but I managed to put it into words.

"... what?

"You can't see where you're being placed."

"Ho ho... that's an interesting point"

Asunt with a grin that is characteristic of those who are confident of winning and is likely to throw up backwards.

I'll get rid of those thin laughs right away.

"You're the one who's confusing people with good ears, Asunt"

"It's a proposition"

"Then let me translate what you just said to me in a special, understandable way."

"Ho, let's hear it."

"Here's the point, isn't it?" You keep your mouths shut and exploited without wisdom or anything. "

"You're not."

"No, it's not. You're just deluding yourself by switching arguments all the time."

"Bad listening......"

"If you break what you've been building up, does life stop being made up?

"... you must be right"

"Then why is the Yang Deception Pavilion still open?

"That makes you an odd guild..."

"That's right! I made it, new possibilities! In my country, I describe that in these terms." Innovation "and"

Companies without innovation and in protection decline and disappear into a not-too-distant future.

That's the same thing for the city and the country.

"Innovation opens up the future. Magda! Loretta!

"... waited"

"Come on, guys! Try this! This is a treat from the Land of Dreams that is sure to make you sick once you eat it!

Signal my call, seller-style Magda and Loretta hand out honey popcorn to the crowd.

The expression "Treats of the Land of Dreams" kind of fits nicely.

"It's made of what once branded a merchant guild as' worthless garbage '"

Between my explanations, there's a "delicious" voice coming up from here and there.

"Then look at this!

Neferry sticks up his voice at the perfect time.

What Neferry is showing you is a big pile of eggs. There are nearly fifty of them.

"Guys, this is the egg I picked this morning! The hens that gave birth to this are the birds that were once unable to lay eggs and were supposed to be 'garbage'."

The crowd rounds their eyes and sends their gaze to tons of eggs.

"He saved me! Life that was supposed to be disposed of as' garbage '!

Neferry is brave and speaks well.

Maybe it's for this kind of thing. Be a big actress someday.

"If you borrow Assunt's words, these are in the form of a 'future [that wasn't supposed to be like this] brought about by the result of being instigated by a newcomer's well-touched words. Should these have been disposed of as' garbage '?

…………

Silence.

Asunt says nothing.

Then I'll fold you up.

"We have a 'possibility'. Success is not promised. Oh, yeah. Absolutely nothing exists in this world. … but the right and freedom to walk towards the future we want exist equally with us"

Everyone is keeping their mouths shut, eyelids open and watching what happens.

This is the turning point of District 42.

"A hard-working resident here wants to create a system that can't live properly... hey, it's Aspent"

I throw the words that would be the most 'effective' to the people in this city.

"Do you think Spirit God will forgive you for your deeds?

A twitch occurs.

Spirit God that most humans here believe in.

No one thinks that the goddess is going to kill a suffering people.

So everyone here must think, "Spirit God can't possibly allow such outrageous deeds".

"Those who are here have a choice."

The opposite is true, denying all the words Asunt has just said.

"Do we continue to do business with merchant guilds and become less than livestock... do we sign contracts with garbage collection guilds and feel innovations on their skin..."

Right here! All the while, I open my arms wide and ask exalted as I look up to heaven.

"What do you guys want to do!?

"" "" Uh-oh, whoa, whoa!

The roar rises like a beast.

It's not an answer, but that's enough.

The expression had completely disappeared from Assunto's face.

As far as which way the hearts of the crowd are directed, Assunt would know.

"So. What do we do, Asunt? Do you want to continue trading on these terms… set your sales to '0' in District 42…"

A grain of sweat falls down Assunto's cheek.

No matter how strong you get, you won't be able to '0' your sales.

Assunt, entrusted with the bottom branch, said, "No profit," and couldn't possibly be able to report it up there.

It's about this guy. You must also be thinking about making a profit and coming out and eating into the center.

You can't scratch your career in this place.

".................. ok"

Finally, Asunt broke.

"Let's keep the deal going with the amount we've had."

"You still don't get it?

"... Huh?

He said he had a neat face.

The previous amount is already an unequal contract to exploit.

"You're not in a position to 'keep the deal going'. I'm in a position to get all of these terms and conditions to keep the deal going."

I've been lazily running away from the core, Asunt, but I'm not sweet enough to forgive it.

Here and now, in front of the crowd, let us know clearly.

"Trading at 'fair prices' in the future. And to revise the current system, which is changing merchants for each item, and reduce fees. Finally, this is the main thing… keep publishing the ratio of margins earned by merchant guilds all the way ahead"

"Become!?

"If you swear to swallow more than that, you can let the deal go on."

"All of this is impotent! Especially if you publish the ratio of margins… expose trade secrets to the public and other verbal avenues!

"Otherwise, you'll run for exploitation again."

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

Publish the ratio of margins.

Simply put, 'I sold the ingredients I bought at ○ ○ RB for □ □ RB. Profit is △ △ RB'.

This prevents unfair buying and selling reluctance and guarantees the original value of the ingredients.

When an injustice is discovered, this side can negotiate an interruption to the merchant guild as a weapon.

"............... don't get on with it"

Asunt's voice changed.

Until now, the cat's voice has lurked in the shadows and leaked like a stark voice in the darkness.

"I'll let you know what happens when a newcomer... pisses me off!

An unusual Asunt extends his arm toward me and pokes his index finger at me.

"The Spirit's Judgment."

"I'm sorry to hear that. I'm not lying to you."

"... so what? There is as much to do. For example…"

With that said, Assunt points his finger at me towards Ginette.

"If you're that far-fetched lady, how about it?

There's a chance he's making some kind of a fuss where I don't know.

I can't be strong here...

... and you think you'll think about it, don't you?

"Try it."

"............... okay?

"Ah. Except..."

Now I stretch my arm and point my index finger at Asunt.

"... if I could, but..."

"Hehe... that's not a threat"

With a winning face, Asunt says.

"Unlike you, I speak with care from word to word. I will never be a frog. Absolutely confident. If you think it's a lie, you can try."

While fully armed, I thrust my opponent's guard.

I guess that's the way Asunt fights. It's a plain, cowardly, but effective and powerful method of warfare.

But... I told you earlier in the corner...

"There is no such thing as absolute"

Using my words as a signal, dozens of people on the spot stretched their arms simultaneously, pointing to Pittari and Assunto.

"............ Become!?

That's just confusing, Asunt pulled himself back a step.

But fingers are also aimed at giving Assunto from behind.

I take my finger off Assunt once and speak directly from the front.

"Sure, you're out of your mind. I also know he had chosen words not to get caught up in The Judgement of the Spirit. And perhaps your prospects are working. But..."

Asunt is good with his opponents.

Good at pulling out their borough.

That is why there is one serious shortcoming.

"Is it consistent?

"Shh, let's, because...?

A conversation I went to in front of Maumatt not to lie, and a conversation I went to in front of Paula not to lie. Is there no contradiction between those two?

You may not be able to frog Asunt one-on-one.

But if there were any apparent inconsistencies in Assunt's statements...................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"I did this crappy magic that could only be abused. Sometimes we have to give the Spirit God so much trouble that he's about to die, right?

"No way..."

"From now on, all of us here at the same time, will put on you the judgment of the Spirit. After that pale light that surrounds your whole body scratches out... can you just look the same now?

Asunt's entire body trembled to the point where it could see with his eyes, and a large amount of sweat wiped out of his forehead.

"What's the matter with you? You're absolutely confident, aren't you? Then why don't you just put your chest up squarely and take the 'Spirit's Judgement'"

Release words to push Asunt further into his predicament.

The better you are a good man, the more hesitant and guilty you are, the less you can use it, even if you are in a position to exercise it, is the reality of something called The Judgement of the Spirit.

So that you can't pull the trigger if you're not quite ready where you put the gun.

Until I let you pull that trigger.

"Come on, guys! Let's go! Let... Huh!

"Ma, wait! No, wait! You're right!

Assunt sat down.

I'm so gagged and shivering that I think my hands and feet have gone crazy. This guy probably can't even stand up for a while.

"Okay! I'll do everything I say! Above all conditions! So just give me a break about that!

Assunt admitted to losing.

We won.

When I pushed my right arm up high, the audience said, "Wow!" Cheered all the time.

A singing silly noise runs through the boulevard.

The world that was at a standstill moves at once and fades so vividly that you feel dizzy.

"Mr. Yashiro!

Ginette jumps at me.

You're also excited, and you're hugging me with forces you can't normally think of.

...... Piotz, Ky 'day.

and.

Well, I just want to get into the big banquet like this.

"Quiet for a second!

With my voice, the voice that was floating stops perfectly.

"Assunt"

"Ha... yes"

"Then I have something to say to all the residents of District 42"

Everyone on the spot pays attention to me.

This is what we have to do in this place now.

If we leave this alone, we risk starting a chain of resentments in the future.

The recoil, which severed the thread that kept me nervous for years, always happens.

Only the worst of them must be prevented under my responsibility.

"One last thing, we all want to sign a contract. To avoid creating a chain of resentments. To make future life positive and bright."

Pretend so, and I'll announce the contract.

"Assunt, you merchant guilds will not use any future" Spirit Judgment "against us based in District 42."

"... Huh?

"Instead, the residents of District 42, who are now here, will not 'judge the Spirit' to Assunt"

Blinking occurs.

I guess I have the kind of anxiety that they took away the only and most powerful weapon. Even if it takes extra preparation to exercise it, it cannot replace the sense of security at hand.

But if we don't do this, there will be a 'Judgement of the Spirit' match within District 42.

Whoever becomes a frog once, his life ends in that moment.

I don't want to create such a tragic situation with all this crap.

"Naturally, if you want me to spit lies because I can't use The Spirit's Judgment, I'll let you stick it out to the presiding court"

It is not for a new spark to deter the 'judgment of the Spirit' on both sides.

It's for peace.

"Swear to me, will you?

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

"Naturally. Trust is the most important thing to do business with, isn't it?

"hehe...... I may have misunderstood you...... if I saw you as someone who disturbed my interests I would also hate you...... if I looked at you fairly like this...... maybe you are a very good person"

"Please don't. It's not even a pattern."

"... Indeed. Hehehe....................."

Assunt tries to get up, but he doesn't seem to be able to pull any force into his knees and only points his face at this one.

"I apologize for this outfit............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"Thanks"

Shake hands with Asunt.

And ask the crowd surrounding us as we just look back at our necks.

"You guys, that's all right!?

"" "" Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Now the contracts have been assembled.

There won't be a frog fight by hate.

Thus, the battle between the merchant guild and the residents of the forty-second district, waged on the boulevard, brought the curtain down with the end of harmony.

A merchant guild will start trading at fair prices, and the lives of residents will improve at once.

Maybe the garbage collection guild will help.

Even at Mormat's, there might never be too many vegetables left.

"Yashiro"

The sun is falling and the area is dim.

We went back to the Yangdu Pavilion and had a big banquet.

Each brings ingredients, and Ginette cooks them.

He also brings in alcohol and is developing into more and more noise.

Estella came to me, who was out of such a dumb noise venue and in the wind outside.

My cheeks are a little red. Did you drink it lightly?

"It was brilliant. I have nothing to say."

"Are you drunk? It's rare to praise honestly."

"Because you worked so hard on that. Sometimes I have to compliment you."

All right, all right, Estella, you're gonna stroke my head.

He still seems a little drunk.

"Now the difference between the rich and the poor within District 42 will be pretty much eliminated, won't it? For decades, where no one could get their hands on me, they cut me in."

"It's in my interest."

"Hehe... I'll make that up to you"

Estella turns her chin upwards, looking patterned with her hands at the lit face.

Close your eyes comfortably exposed to the breeze that blows.

"Oh, speaking of which"

"Hmm?"

I've been meaning to hear it for a long time.

So, let's hear it now.

It's been almost three months since I've been here.

"You're going to be that much already. It was too busy every day."

"If you lived within 42 for three months, you could have registered as a resident, right?

"That's right. I'll take care of the procedure. I'll get the paperwork over here. Oh, but only the last signature is mandatory, so please do it there."

"Right. Okay."

"Well, soon, you will also finally give the residents of District 42.....................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

You noticed something, Estella jumps up and peeks into my face.

"Conversation Record" Cumbassation Records!

And I started looking into something in a big hurry.

........................ hehe.

"Ahhh! I knew it!"

I lift my eyebrows and Estella shows me a translucent panel here, poking at me.

There, these words were written down.

'Instead, the inhabitants of District 42, who are now here, will not' judge the Spirit 'to Assunt'

That's what I said.

Taking over this word, those who were there made a covenant.

"Ki, you're not a resident of District 42 yet, so aren't you included in this category?!?

Discover!

You're right, Estella!

"The inhabitants of District 42, who are now in this place," cannot "judge the Spirit" to Assunt.

But this shall not apply to the inhabitants who were not at that time in the place, and to the inhabitants who were not at that place.

And even if something that wasn't a resident of that place became a resident at a later time, it wouldn't be tied to this contract any more than the contents of the contract clearly stated, "The residents of District 42 who are in this place now"!

Besides!

The deal that Asunt made me swear on was, 'You merchant guilds, don't use any "Spirit Judgement" against us based in District 42 in the future,' so Asunt can't put "Spirit Judgement" on me.

I can make Ascension of the Spirit!

"... who's you"

Estella stares at me with a harsh look.

Well, don't worry about it.

Insurance, insurance.

When Assunt goes tochi crazy and thinks about pulling someone else in and destroying the 42nd Ward, we could use a weapon on this side. You'd better hook him up, right?

So, I dare you, uh...

The wind blowing through is comfortable, the voices you hear from inside the dining room are fun, besides I feel so good.

It's been a really good day, and I've decided to close the day.