Isekai Sagishi no Consulting

Three luxurious carriages enter the 42nd arrondissement in a row.

Not the shortcut course that Estella and I passed the other day, but through a wide street passing through District 41.

The carriage is passed straight to the Lords' Hall.

The large garden will also be narrow if all three big carriages are lined up. Ahead, the servant will carry the carriage to a warehouse-like carriage parking lot called Carriage House, where the horse will be forced to rest in the lord's stable.

Well, I'm welcoming that carriage next to Estella in a little better tailoring than usual and Natalia in her usual service clothes.

First the door opens to the prestigious carriage that was leading the way.

Welcome to District 42.

Estella salutes and says a word of welcome.

I'll just keep my head down for once.

"Welcome and thank you. By the way, as soon as I entered the 42nd arrondissement, was there any reason why I didn't shake less?

Greetings are there, too, and it's Stuart Javier who's been bumping into such questions. He is the guild leader of a wooden guild based in the 40th Ward.

A giant as big as a grizzly comes off the carriage. Those of you aboard must have had a narrow mind.

"I thought if I could branch a wooden guild, I'd get more heavy wood coming and going, so I made the road work"

"I see. It's definitely sturdy and flat"

Javier stepping on the ground. In the long run, it just looks like the Great Monster is raging.

Garth, Garth!... Look, I'm not uncomfortable.

I'd say don't compare it to Decoboco Road in the 40th Ward. Do something about your way first.

"Not at all… it's far away"

Separate from Javier, he emerged from, among other things, a luxuriously built carriage when he said, "Is it also a ball at the welcome hotel from now on?" Imelda Javier, a lady dressed in a brilliant dress that you'll want to hear.

Don't even put your teeth on about the road your father admires, but turn your gaze around like it's worth it.

"Nothing."

Imelda opened her fan as she threw up a line that seemed to be in the top three in the first voice rankings when she left the country deserted station.

A large fan on the fan with peacock feathers, and when stirred, the feathers shake with every grace.

... You're The Lady, really.

"I think the sun is strong. It's the countryside, I'm sure."

Is that why?

It's no different from District 40.

Nevertheless, it's sunny enough to push through this morning, and the sun is stretched out to make the light fall.

"I think I'm gonna get some sunburn."

I guess that word was a signal.

The third one, "Size first! From a slightly low-grade carriage that just said," Gatai good men jumped down with Dododo and five, simultaneously putting their hands over Imelda's head to block the sunlight.

"Thank you, gentlemen"

"" "" "" Eh! This much!

... Oh, you're a bunch of assholes.

While it's hotter to be surrounded by five big men with muscle muckies.

Those guys, are you gonna go around the 42nd arrondissement with that attitude?

I hope you don't... because the character of the 42nd arrondissement will fall.

I don't know...... it's like "Coverage - Muscle Version" and it's ugly to watch.

"Hey, Imelda"

When I called on the lady who bothered to take me to the 42nd arrondissement to give me a small gift... I was surrounded by "Coverage - Muscle Version".

It's hot! And it stinks!

"I'm gonna call the lady off. Oh, you got some nerve, Sprout?

"Are you being rusted by an axe, Sprout?

Mecha, you're staring at me with a scary face...!

"Gentlemen, don't"

"" "" "But lady!?

"Stop it!

"" "" "Yes! Lady!" ""

With Imelda's voice, 'Coverage - Muscle Version' leaves me and assembles around Imelda again.

What, those guys. Funnels, bits, stuff like that? It's also embedded in a system that auto-rounds around certain orbits around the body like a satellite to eliminate external enemies?

Such a hot and painful option to let Samurai and Imelda smile at me with a cool face.

"Long time no see, eh............... how many shillo was it?

I get a dos smile on Imelda's face directed at me.

... this guy, don't say it on purpose.

"It's Tashiro."

"It was Mr. Yashiro, wasn't it?!? Don't lick the wasp's memory!

Look, I knew you remembered.

"So, what can I do for you, wasp?

"Oh, thanks for making time. I thought I'd give you something nice."

"Oh, it's a very special victory. But that doesn't make scoring inspections sweeter, does it?

"I don't mean that. I don't know if I need it sweetened at all."

"... you're so confident."

"If I'm not sure, I won't bother calling you."

"Yes... I'm looking forward to it"

If this young lady's personality is as I read it... this inspection will be a sure success.

Let me see how you react when you receive this gift, along with a test for it.

"Then take this"

"What is this black thing? Let me tell you, when it comes to waxy classes, we have a number of prestigious specialties. If it's boring, I refuse to accept it, right?

"Whatever you want. If you don't want it, you can throw it away."

"... you're a very confident man."

"So you're telling me I wouldn't bother calling you if I wasn't confident, right?

I'm telling you, I'm giving you this gift by name. There's no way I'm not sure I'm going to be happy.

"Let's see."

"There would be a string inside, wouldn't there? Take that off me."

As I say, Imelda unties her body.

Even so, one of the strings is sewn into the body and the other is easily spread because it is simply fastened with a button.

"You're kind of flirty, aren't you?

"Then push the cylindrical part over the handles up against the tip"

"Here's the thing... is it?

When Imelda can help, the gift I gave her was, "Ba! opened hemispherically with the sound."

"This is..."

"An umbrella is a tool. It elegantly blocks the sun's sunshine"

Yes, what I gave you was an umbrella made of black cloth.

Thin and lightly made to be familiar with women's hands.

The cloth, which should also be referred to as the umbrella body called the small room, has lace knitting, which casts a beautiful patterned shadow on those who give it away. The frills are further embellished to such an extent that they do not disturb the lace part, which entertains the eyes of the beholder.

"... beautiful"

Imelda likes the sun umbrella or peeks in and gives it to her when she twirls it, so that she can see how it feels to use it.

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

Po ~ hey, Imelda, who was in love with the shadow of the sun umbrella dropping, stretches out her spine as if she accidentally remembered the situation in which she was placed, making the most demanding look and sayin 'without courage.

"Hey, that's quite something. Fine. I'll have it."

... That's not honest.

but when i saw that my mouth was fluffy loose, it seemed like i liked it a lot.

Well, I was confident, too, so when it comes to what I expected, it's what I expected.

Anyway, Estella on Ginette, Magda and Loretta really like the sun umbrella, too.

Bertina and Regina were happy, and I was confident that the umbrella would become popular with women in this world as well.

Whatever the clerk is, it was a little understated that he even gave it to Bertina and Regina.

Bertina wants us to help her build streets in the future. To the followers of the Spirit Church: "Let's go to church!" He complains about the need for streets all over the place. I'm going to have a Mass and a Bazaar at church then and have an event anyway because I don't care.

And Regina made me something. He also gave Regina an umbrella because his presence and precision greatly influenced the outcome of this inspection.

... Well, they're both like bribes.

I guess it's a necessary expense.

"By the way, is this' umbrella 'thing for sale in District 42?

"No. I made that for this day, there's only one thing in the world"

"There's only one thing in the world... yes... yes"

Imelda twirled her umbrella and turned her back, inverting herself.

Hehe... I'm happy. I'm happy. Ma'am, come on.

"... hey, Yashiro!

Estella standing next to me poking at my side, talking in a whisper.

"What's one thing in the world? We all have it. You're also making Natalia's share, aren't you?

"Oh, in return for my contract to protect me in times of need."

"You're not one at all! You might get frogged if you find out!?

"I'm not throwing up any lies. That umbrella was made to make this inspection a success, we haven't sold it so far, and we don't have one of the same because we all have different patterns and colors. There would be only one umbrella in the world."

"... but you didn't say 'there's only one umbrella', did you?

"That's what I'm talking about"

"... I'll be careful what I say when I talk to Yashiro in the future."

"That's a good idea. That would greatly reduce the risk of someone fooling you....... hmm?

"What?

I stare seriously at Estella's face and gently stroke her chin.

"You got something on your forehead?

"What, honto!?

And Estella held her chin down with both hands as I moved.

"That's chin. You idiot."

"... Ha!?

This is it right after I said I wouldn't be fooled. You're still sweet on the side.

"Yashiro...... Huh!?

"I showed him how gullible you are. Thank you."

"…………… when the inspection is over, remember"

I assure you.

By the end of the inspection, you'll have completely forgotten 'you're better'.

But the sun umbrella is responding well.

This guy's a good tendency.

"Natalia."

"What is it?

"Go to the Yangdu Pavilion and tell them we'll proceed as planned"

"Roger that. Let me give my men a message."

Natalia graces and sends a signal to the servant who had refrained by the hall.

Natalia giving instructions a short distance away.

This plan is going well.

"You're very helpful."

'Cause it was the most anxious ingredient.'

How twisted is Imelda's character...... that was the only element of uncertainty.

That's the end of the story if you don't want to admit it from the beginning, and you're going to bump into the kind of thing or obsession that puts a heavy box corner on it anyway. I just thought I'd have to put these terms up with a more abusive strategy, not negotiations.... for example, taking over a wooden guild...

But it seems that Imelda is only going to inspect District 42 fairly.

Nor does his personality seem to be extremely evil just because he's a little hiney. Meanings I can't be honest with. I guess it's a tundra.... I don't even know if it's going to be deli.

From the fact that I like the sun umbrella, it seems like I'm going to decide that good stuff is good.

Then it should work with my assembled plan.

"... but you can't lose your mind"

"Naturally.... Yashiro, let's do our best."

I'm gently giving you my hand, Estella.

Let's keep the handshake until it's a success.

So I'll slap Estella on the head twice.

"... are you treating me like a child?

"Should I have treated you like an adult and wandered your chest or ass?

"If I'd done that, I'd have stabbed the knife."

It won't be stylish to be stabbed to death before an inspection.

Let's weigh ourselves in.

"So which way are we going first?

Give me the umbrella and Imelda in a good mood asks me.

... Ask Estella, not me. I'm only supporting you.

And then a member of "Covered Muscles" is suckering about me... you guys wanted to do "Covered Muscles - Muscle Version"... even though this shit is hot.

"Isn't it hot, Mr. Imelda?

"I'm fine. And there's an umbrella."

"I'm hot."

"You are patient. It must be a man, right?

"It's hot in a man... I thought it was a little cold when I went to inspect him."

"The weather changes every day."

"It's too different. In my country, the climate and temperatures change more slowly. Spring and summer don't come every day."

I was happy to think it was everlasting spring until a while ago...

I guess there's some midwinter cold............ I'm going to be depressed now.

"Well, let's take a look at the boulevard first"

Estella leads the way, and the visiting delegation leaves the Lords' Hall in various places.

Estella's outfit today, which leads the team, is a sleek trouser look. Pah looks handsome looking hateful.

He looks rich handsome because he can follow a beautiful maid next door.

I'm glad I know you, Estella.

If it had been someone else at all... there would have been an injury on the main street.

Now, such a handsome escort is a very dainty deep-window young lady, Imelda, for what you're looking at.

If anyone knows anything, they will think that some nobleman will marry a beautiful noble daughter.

... What an unpleasant sight.

"Mr. Yashiro. What kind of tricks do you have on the main street?

Unexpectedly, Imelda turns this way, sparkling her curious eyes.

You look like a child who was brought to the amusement park.

"A setup?"

"Oh? You must be confident to entertain the wax, don't you? I just look at the city... but it's boring."

"Ha... well, I mean beg"

"Expectations? There's this wasp in the 42nd Ward? That's an interesting joke."

... this woman... you were obsessed with the sun umbrella until just now.

Although I can feel some excitement, it still doesn't seem to change the stance of "Forty-Two Districts Interpreted".

Fine.

Then why don't we treat him thoroughly?

Let me show you something. Entertainment!

This is Boulevard.

It is the main street lined with boulevards in the 42nd arrondissement, clothing shops with Cantalchica and Ukrainians with Paula.

Even today, people are busy.

The time is past noon. At the end of lunch and across the rest of the day. Time to get to work for the afternoon.

This street shows a different buzz than before the break.

Good luck with the other half of the day so the alcohol at the end of the job tastes good!... such invisible energy overflows.

I like this air for what it is.

"Hmm, I don't care about the smell while the store is so dense..."

Javier cracks his nose.

The store is where an unspecified number of people enter and leave. Restaurants and the like are particularly intense in and out.

Where there are such unspecified human beings, there is an inseparable problem of cutting them off.

Bathroom.

The fact that there are many humans also increases excrement for that matter. If there are many restaurants, there will be a lot of "goodbye."

If that happens, there will naturally be a bad smell near it.

I can put in place various measures to prevent it from happening, but the smell leaks.

There is no such stench in the current 42nd Ward.

"This is the power of sewage."

Estella begins to explain to Javier, who is impressed.

The toilets in the 42nd arrondissement are all sewage treated.

All the fouling filth flows into the water purification facility, where it is purified and exits into the sea.

Thanks to this, you can enjoy the delicious smell that drifts through the city.

"Kind of smells good..."

At best, it was Imelda who noticed the smell first.

"It's true... what's this smell?

"Father, it's coming from over there!

Ahead of what Imelda pointed out...

"Welcome -!

"Delicious in District 42 -!

"Yummy!

Yangmada Pavilion II. It's a tacos stall.

"This is ridiculous..."

"Ho... Lolicon?

"It's not the smell!

Javier cuts out and stares at me.

No, you don't have to cut anything that far. With the intent of a light joke...... hey, close, close!

Javier grabs my collar, puts my face nearer, whispers in an angry voice. With a whisper that I would only hear.

"... don't rose about that in front of my daughter!

Oh, you know what? The majesty of being a father.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... 'Don't Rose' means, you!?

"Shh! There it is!"

... Mr. Tea Eye?

Big figure, hey, but he said, "Shh!".

"You're wearing cute clothes"

Imelda is speaking to her sisters.

Nor is that lady as hostile to her young and innocent sisters, and she is gazing at her children.

"My brother made it for me!

"New uniform -!

"The hat is stylish!

This time, Imelda, a beauty lover, comes to inspect, which means this boulevard is thoroughly 'beautiful'.

Cleaning the road, of course, pays the person here a good looking costume and requires him to wear it all over the day. Naturally, the costs and orders are out of the lord.

Meetings were held with UCLINES, the clothing store, to create a large number of uniform outfits.

The concept is, dream country.... Oh, not Chiba's, but in a wonderful dreamy way.

As part of this, my sisters dress like soldiers of toys.

He wears a high-crown, cylindrical hat and a slightly adorable arrangement of pissy uniforms reminiscent of England's soldiers.

I think I can do it well.

"But why is it a uniform like a man? Shouldn't you have been cuter, like a skirt?

Huh... this is it... Imelda, you don't know anything!

"Though a girl in a man would be adorable"

"............ what?

Ugh, this guy! Seriously, I don't understand!?

On a man's y-shirt, a man's learning run! And a man's seawater pants!

Girls in those outfits aren't cute!?

Especially sea bread! Of course, in 'Only'!

"Well, that's what I was thinking............ Phew."

And, for some reason, Estella is lit where it has nothing to do with it.

No, no. Yours would be a man's outfit, though. Isn't that right? It's not "borrowing a little right now," is it? That's what I need!

"But you smell like crap! Shall I take one?"

Javier approaches his sisters.

"Run, sisters! The bear's here to eat you guys!

"Yikes!"

"I can eat -!

"That's life again, too?

"Should I give up?

"No, we should run away here!

"Run!

"Hey!? No, no, no, no, no! No, girls! I don't eat you guys... Huh!

Javier speaks desperately to his sisters as they run away to scatter spider children.

That's too bad, Javier. I'm not gonna let you do what you think. Hey.

"What do you mean, you!?

"No, no, no! Face scary face scary face scary face scary! Tell him to listen to me for now!

Javier gets angry at his sisters for running away.

But calm down. There's also a reason why you can't eat tacos here.

"After the inspection, we're going to let Kinkin indulge in cold beer and the best food! You'll taste like beer after work if you eat it here!?

"Ugh... that too... right..."

Surprisingly honest and helpful, the parents and children here.

More than the guild chief was convinced, the woodcutters, who are constituents, will have to follow suit.

The inspection continued, looking at Cantartica and others in a flickering sideways manner, but without saying anything. Just fully smelling the good smell.

Then, take a blink at the boulevard and have a look around at the flourishing within District 42.

At that time, there was a good smell coming from shops everywhere that seemed to stimulate the stomach of the woods.

Wood dust that even makes you feel a little like a killer.

Humans can be dangerous when they're hungry.

But we can't let these guys eat here now more than the trump card is in the Yangdu Pavilion.

"Come on, let's have a look at the west side of the city next"

With that said, I step on my usual way home.

Yes, it's an alley from the boulevard to the Yangdu Pavilion.

"Ginette's hand cooking where I'm so hungry, everyone must be ticklish"

When Estella cripples me, who knows how it's going to be.

They say hungry delicious rice is powerful enough to stop the war.

But that's weak.

Especially, Imelda. This young lady is not as good as a delicious meal.

If it falls, it must have fallen in the last lunch box.

It can't be a glimmer. That's who I'm dealing with, that lady.

That's why I have a secret plan.

I didn't even teach Estella, save it.

After a short walk, the familiar dining room shows its appearance.

Come on, it's time to get down to business. A surprise that satisfies the hungry beasts as well as touching the delicate lady's harp line.

Taste it!

In front of the Yangdu Pavilion, Ginette stands.

When he found us, he smiled with a grin and his usual gentle smile.

All right. Keep going into the Yang Deception Pavilion and get a look at the water washing toilet while you wait to cook, then................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"Yashiro, alle!

Estella calling me in a pressing voice.

Looking in the direction that my finger pointed, I lost my word.

It's outrageous.

There were more than two dozen heroic statues… i.e., wax statues like me lined up in a sloppy line.

"Come on! Let's have a look at the sewage treatment plant next!

"Right! It supports the sewage system in the 42nd Ward. That's the point!

Stand up loud and distract a row of woody guilds.

... everything is par if you show such a creepy sight.

"District 42 is disgusting! 'One word and it's all over!

"Natalia!"

"Yes, what is it?

"Now go to Suguyang Deception Pavilion and tell Magda 'Change to Operation B'!

"'Operation B'......?

In entertaining the wooden guild, I entrusted Ginette with decorating the interior.

For better or worse, the Yang Mai Pavilion sells Ginette looks. I also left the decorations to hope that such a ginette appeared... they acted in a very bad direction.

No, I mean Ginette, so I felt like it could happen.

That's why it's Operation B!

"Operation B," that is...

"'Be normal'... Magda would surely draw my will"

"Convinced. Okay, I'll tell you."

Ginette, desperately out of the sight of the woody guild, suddenly wondering about us changing where we were going, waves loudly and makes an appeal "Here it is ~".

... so come on.......................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

We had no choice but to take the hungry beast to the southwesternmost end of District 42, the sewage treatment plant.

The wooden guilds inspecting the sewage treatment plants looked like the earliest corpses, souls falling out, and this story hardly seemed to be in my ear.

... Really, I'm sorry. I guess I should have fed him about tacos.

And we came back to the Sunset Pavilion again after the sunset tilted and the area dimmed.