Isekai Sagishi no Consulting

The red of the sky, which seemed to burn, gradually changes to a quiet blue, lengthening our shadows.

The faces of those walking next door were so bleak that we felt a good sense of fatigue.

Even though the inspection started after lunch, I'm also hungry that I just kept walking to this hour.

The visiting group's stomach is about to raise the extinct scream.

"How was it? With complete sewage, we pride ourselves that District 42 today has stepped out of other districts in terms of sanitation. Let me assure you with confidence that placing a branch of a wooden guild will not become a stigma."

"Sure. Well done. I'm impressed it's changed so far."

Javier sends such thoughts.

In fact, Javier was showing interest in all things, including roads and buildings, seeing, touching, asking questions, and leaking an admirable breath in the transformation of District 42.

"Can this guy make it to the 40th arrondissement in the future... Ambrose, you fucked up shopping"

Ambrose DeMily is the lord of the forty districts and just recently signed a contract for sewage works.

It is also for that construction that Oumaro, who has just moved from District 40 to District 42, 'goes out' to District 40 almost every day. It's not a good time, is it, that guy?

In any case, Javier, the guild leader, seems satisfied with the current situation in District 42.

Javier was originally in favor of creating a branch of the woodblock guild in District 42.

I guess this inspection, too, took a positive part in it.

"But it's inconvenient to do too much."

The lady on the other hand..........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

I don't know... "Pride won't allow a wasp, the son of a woody guild based in the 40th arrondissement, to admit that it makes the 42nd arrondissement at the bottom so easy"... but it's a way of rebellion that can often be seen as something you might think of.

Even for Imelda, I was honestly impressed with the sewage treatment process, and had received a large number of questions about the environment and equipment. I'm interested.

And because all those questions were based on the premise that "if a wooden guild were to place a branch," it doesn't seem like we want to stop the branch from being installed even if we don't respond.

Only one point - 'I don't want to admit the 42nd arrondissement at the bottom so easily' - seems to inhibit Imelda's colorful reply. Or I can't think of anything else.

I don't even look like the type of person who tries to elicit favorable conditions by messing around, and I guess this lady is really mean and has a chunk of pride personality.

... has a troublesome personality.

But on the contrary, that's where the neck is.

As long as it breaks down there, this attraction will surely succeed.

"Well, it's time to eat."

"I've been waiting!

"Whoa, whoa! Rice!

I wonder how hungry you are, the wooddusts roar like beasts.

Whatever you eat will taste good if you starve so much.

............... please, Magda. Keep your store decorations normal.........

"Okay, folks. Come here."

Estella takes the lead and turns back the way she came.

Maybe we should hurry up a little.

There are just fields spread around here, no shops, no private houses. When the sun sets, you will be engulfed in total darkness.

Making you walk in like that is a negative point.

"That's a lot darker. Night lanes are dangerous."

See? They poked me quick.

"If you're scared, why don't we hold hands?

"Huh!?

Imelda speaks like a pheasant.

He says the sun has already fallen, but he's still spinning it around when he gives me an umbrella.

That rotation speed is going to be amazing.... What, you want to spin a ball or something on it?

"Ke... Fine! Oh no... come on... I'm not a kid!

He turns away from Tung and walks away early enough.

You almost called me a lover earlier, didn't you, that guy?

That's right, and I'm afraid the negative thoughts of the Muscle Mucky Woodlumbers are being bumped from behind... if they succeed in attracting a woodlumbering guild, are these guys going to live here? Wow... Mendoxasoo...............

A little early, we'll move on to the countryside.

"Is that it?"

Blurry lights are on ahead.

What the fuck?

As I walked for the light, I found out that it was a lantern light.

"Thank you for your visit."

Sister Bertina greeted us with a smile like a Virgin, illuminated by the shivering pale light of a lantern.

It was dark and I didn't know, but it was in front of the church.

... Church at night, is it this dark?

You were turning on the lights for medical attention when the kids fell. Well, are you convinced you're saving money because it's a poor church?

"The road is darkened, so let me escort you to the Sun Deception Pavilion"

"Us?

"It's us!

And straw and children came out of Bertina's feet.

These are the children of the church and the sisters of Loretta, who were recently to be looked after by the church.

The visiting delegation was quickly surrounded by a number of children, as many as twenty.

"It's dangerous."

"Watch your step."

"There's a light."

Some of the kids have lanterns. So, it looks like you're gonna try to surround us and illuminate our feet.

Oh, my God. Isn't that awesome?

Behold, Imelda gazes delightfully at the children. It works great, this performance.

And Javier, the guild leader, stared at the young ladies with lanterns with a loving look...

"Washi... I guess I'll live here when I have a branch"

Don't live here! You go home now!

So, oh, you're not trying to get a top in the branch!

Are artisans in the 40th arrondissement just dumb?

……………………………………………………………………………

I noticed something in common that I kind of didn't like, and I walked all the way to the Yangdu Pavilion to make sure the kids protected me.

"Yashiro"

When the Yangdu Pavilion is close, Estella whispers to me.

"Magda did it for me."

"Hmm?.................. ooh"

I breathed unexpectedly.

I couldn't have predicted this either... Magda, I'll do it.

On the road in front of the Yangdu pavilion, a few large candles were placed, illuminating a dark path.

The Yang Deception Pavilion, lit by every shaking light, is fantastic as if it were rising in the darkness of the night and falls into the illusion of wandering into the world of dreams.

"Beautiful..."

Imelda's words, which would have been leaked by accident, seemed to represent the hearts and minds of all who were on the spot.

"Welcome to the Yangdu Pavilion"

Ginette's voice greeted us as we watched the shaky fantastic scenery.

The employees are aligned in front of the Yangdu Pavilion.

Uniforms are also a new and welcoming version of the uniform for today.

It has changed from the usual pretty pretentious maid to chic, calm and elegant service clothes with a slightly adult eye for shades.

"This is... beautiful"

Javier evaluates our employees as such.

I don't know.

Turning his gaze to the aligning employee, Ginette smiles gently, with a powerful grin that Loretta just says "I'll do my best," and Magda turns the V-sign to this one with a quiet, faceless look.

Well done, Magda.

If my wax statue was lining up with the lights on here, I'd be bare and about to eat dinner on the boulevard.

That's Magda. I'll have to compliment you later.

And............... is Ginette a bit of a sermon later?

"Phew!?

You perceived something, Ginette quivering her shoulders and shrinking herself.

... It's okay. I will relieve you depending on your hard work after this.........

"Well, then! Ladies and gentlemen, this way!

With a slightly rubbed voice, Ginette directs the inspection team into the store.

Dropping off the backs of the woodcutters walking into the store, I head to my sisters waiting in the garden.

That's where the stalls are always located, but they're empty now. The stall is on loan tonight.

"Tell me it's time to get ready. So I can come in about twenty minutes."

"Okay -!

"Tell him!

"Exciting to see you at night!

"I'm not even afraid of night lanes. Yikes!

"Because I'm not like your brother -!

Funny.

I wouldn't be scared if I wasn't alone.

"Just in case, I'll take care of it."

Natalia offers me that she was quietly turning to support.

It would help if you did. Even though security has improved in District 42, my sisters are still children.

"Please."

"Nice to meet you, my lady."

He said, "Look at the finishing touches."

"Hopefully, District 42 will change dramatically again, won't it?

"Oh. That's a good direction, too."

"Really............... well, I'm going"

Anyway, Natalia says happily.

He must be happy, too, although I can't speak for myself clearly. The 42nd arrondissement of the lord I serve is headed in a better direction.

I saw Natalia taking my sisters away, and I thought that.

"Hiccup!

"-!?

Natalia... flew!?

"What's that?

"What?

"Nothing."

"Tell me."

"I'm curious."

"You have no choice. Okay, let's do this for you guys. Let's."

"" "" Hiccup!

You're making a messy tense!?

It had nothing to do with your position or anything!

"Well, you look happy and above all,"

I'll drop off Natalia and her sisters, and then I'll go into the dining room.

It was bright in the dining room.

A torch provided by Estella is installed along the wall. Well, it's pine.

With just a few sets of crossed two pine lights, the store was bright enough to be seen differently.

This would also show the food.

Ginette couldn't see if she was in the kitchen.

There is an unpleasant smell in the store.

This scent alone is likely to advance white rice.

Magda and Loretta are busy in the store, distributing water to the wood dusts who arrive at the table.

We also talk about water purifiers, so the woodcutters are interested in "this is the ano..."

"It's delicious... it's water, but it's refreshing"

Looks like Imelda liked the lemon water from the Yangdu pavilion. It is drinkin 'up.

Estella stands by the wall and stares at the seated wooddust. If anything happens, I'll be able to support you.

And the Bertinas. The church sits at a different table from the wooddust............ here.

"... what are you sitting there for?

"I heard something special was coming out."

This guy... Was the crazy transfer show just now to get to dinner with us... the kids are going to have a full look... I can't help it. It makes this one ill to be forced back here. Oh, my God, you're a church official. Even the fortieth district naturally has the support of the Spirit Church. The woodcutters must be believers.

....................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... Let Estella pay the price together.

"Thanks for waiting ~!"

With a bright voice, Ginette shows up from the kitchen.

From behind, my sisters in their adorable uniforms come out strawberries.

He's a member who always makes popcorn on his magda.

This time, I plan to use the number of people to serve meals at once.

One dish after another is brought to the table where each of them sat, beyond being able to place.

"Oh, this is... how beautiful..."

Javier leaks a roar.

Only Imelda's parents, and Javier seems to be a pretty aesthetic figure. They say the eyes that see things are certain.

As soon as I see the rice, the good woods of Gatai who seem disappointed are just blinded by the beauty of the dish.

The dishes arranged on the table are usually served at the Yangdu Pavilion.

It also means that you can always see how hard Ginette works because it has been so appreciated.

"Thank you so much for today"

Where the food is served, Estella opens her mouth.

Everyone who was distracted by the food turns their gaze to Estella.

Imelda is delayed for a moment, but makes a soaking face as if nothing had happened.

Looks like he was in love with the food.

The cuisine of fixed meals, which takes into account the flavours of colour and is determined with care even to the place of the meal, is actually very beautiful. It is the ultimate form in which the moves that our native country has cultivated over a long history, and the loneliness of the snubber, are incorporated, and the excess is omitted and polished.

It would be a shocking beauty for those who only consider a meal "just something to eat".

A meal is something you enjoy with all of your five senses.

The taste is more aromatic and looks. And even the sound of "crisp" or "juwa ~" conveys the delicacy. The feeling of "dust" breaking when touched with chopsticks and the elasticity of thick meat are also appetizing.

Comprehensive Art Involving Human Life. That's the meal.

"How was it, my forty-second district? We pride ourselves on being the city, the infrastructure, the people, the wonderful things that you won't be ashamed of taking any of. In addition, it will be increasingly developed in the future, based on innovative proprietary technologies not found in other districts. I am convinced that the cooperation of the woodcutter guild is essential to this, and that the presence of the forty-second district will also be essential for the woodcutter guild"

Estella's speech continues.

It's the kind of narrative that gets into the nostalgia of a ghoul and his opponent. That's the opposite of me, silly. That's an honest way to assemble a story.

I'm one way or another to pull it off and trap the guy I've been chasing.

Especially if you have a navel bend like this.

"Then it sounds as if the Forty-Two and the Wood Guild are on par."

"Huh..."

Blocking Estella's speech, Imelda stands up.

... I'm scared of your face, Imelda. Did you care that much?

"Sure, sewage technology is a big deal. And the city was beautiful."

Remove the fan from the nostalgia and poke it at Biscuit Estella.

"But it's District 42! It's impossible to keep up with those who are far above us, where the bottom line has been so hard! The current 42nd arrondissement is... right... let's just look at the surface. It looks like a monkey imitation!

"... monkey, imitate...?

Estella's cheeks snap.

"In the first place, you say innovative technology, isn't that something that wouldn't be established without a wooden guild? Proud of our current wooden guild opponents for the first time using the power of a wooden guild… don't you have the concept of shame?

"Shame...............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"Mr. Estella, you can't"

One step, Ginette quickly stops Estella with her legs in front of her.

Instant touch...... such disturbing air begins to drift.

That was a shame, Estella.

Like Imelda, it's only counterproductive that we preached our accomplishments to the otherwise unforgivable type of person we wouldn't like if we weren't the best.

Don't say, "If you're that good, let's definitely do business together," but don't say, "We're much more awesome, but Hmm! It's going to be.

"That was a lot of transgression for the remarks of those who embraced the wooden guild and wanted to be blessed with it. For a wooden guild, the 42nd Ward will be an essential part of...? Are you about to laugh?

"Imelda, don't do that around here."

"Your father says she's more right than a wasp!?

"Yes, no... that's not what I meant..........................................................................."

Imelda makes Javier like a grizzly muscle twitch.

You're weak, Osama...

He let his gaze wander and gave me a happy look the moment my eyes met.

"One, then, he speaks!

Uh-oh, I threw a round.

"Continue on the Web"?

Who's the web?

"Do you have something to say?

Imelda is staring at me.

Looking around, Estella looked grumpy, Ginette looked anxious, and Javier said, "I'll help you with anything if I can convince you, please! ♪ He's looking at me with his eyes like ♪

... Damn. I can't help it.

But I was going to close it myself from the end.

"Imelda. You say that there is no innovative technology in District 42, don't you?

"I'll admit the sewage technique. But that's only if you have a wooden guild... and I want to thank you for that..."

"Gratitude... or..."

"What is it? I didn't mean to, did I?

"Hey, I'm trying to be grateful. I'm glad you called District 42."

"The wasps? Are you kidding me?

"That's what it is. But you're not."

Move slowly and walk into front of Imelda.

Imelda stares at my movements jiggly and follows me with her gaze. I didn't even blink.

"Even without the wooden guild, District 42 is developing more and more. This is a decision."

"I have no basis."

"There's technology."

"So that's only if you have a wooden guild......!

"That's not all."

"... Huh?

"That's not all, our innovative proprietary technology."

"... is there anything else?

Respond to the question with a grin, not words.

Technology has a lot to offer. Popcorn, stalls, filtration equipment.

But let's just say now I'm going to show you the technology that's most effective and can keep these guys quiet.

I put my index finger up and stick it out in front of Imelda.

"............... up, is it?

Slowly lower your index finger, which was facing up, and point to the dish lining the table.

"I used to admire you for your beauty."

"Become!? I'm not admiring you! It's just... it was quite something to be seen!

Hehe...... yes, I ate it.

Now this guy is going to rebel to the little things.

"Look at that. Spectacular, isn't it?"

"Hmm! So what?

"Isn't it beautiful?"

"Well... I'm asking you what it is."

... let me swim some more...

"You like beautiful things, don't you? Enjoy yourself."

"As I've said before, no matter how beautiful the food is, if you eat it, it will be gone, and if you don't eat it, you will just be decayed and exposed to no remnants!

Curly brings up her dripping forehead and Imelda has a high-flying grin.

"I know you tried to compete in numbers... but I'm sorry to hear that. That's all you have to say if you increase the number. It doesn't sound like a wasp's heart."

"Don't even eat. Don't talk about good or bad cooking"

"I don't like it!

Hysterical screams.

It's the sound of a warning issued by someone touched by something they don't want to be touched.

Immediately after it is issued, the person who issued it is the most surprised, warning by instinct.

…………

After an awkward silence, Imelda curls up in a small voice in the wind that she had no choice.

"The wasp sees the loss of what is there and its ugliness and decay... I don't like it..."

I don't know what makes this guy so stubborn in beauty.

I don't even want to know about the past or the trauma. I'm not even going to know.

But if that's why you refuse, then you can't resist any more, can you?

"Whatever's here is fine."

"... Huh?

"What's lined up here now won't diminish, nor will it decay"

"What, are you talking about?... There can't be any such thing!

"Ginette."

"Yes!

Distract from the hostility-stripping Imelda and send a signal to Ginette.

"Example stuff."

Then Ginette said, "I've been waiting!" I let my face shine all the time and nodded loudly.

"Ha!"

Ginette rushes to the kitchen.

"What are you going to do?

"Well, it's a pleasure to see. If you look at that, you'll be convinced that what I said is true."

"There's got to be dishes in this world that don't even decay... Huh!

"Look, I'm here."

Imelda gets her hip broken and stares at me without even trying to hide her grump.

But as soon as I saw what Ginette had carried, my eyes and mouth opened to their limits at the same time.

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

The faces of everyone on the spot stain a stunning colour.

"Fo.............................. the fork is floating. WOW!?

What Ginette brought.

That was meat sauce pasta. Except for the fork that lifted the sauce's entangled pasta, which floats in the universe against gravity.

"Duh, duh, what's going on!? Is the invisible supporting the fork!?

He's invisible. Why don't you leave him alone? I'll knock it out immediately and serve salt on the front porch.

"Ya, Yashiro, what's this?

Estella rushes up to me in surprise, too.

The only people who know who this guy is are are us Yangdu Pavilion employees and sculptor Becco Nuvu, and Special Thanx Regina.

Although Becco should no longer be called a sculptor but a 'wax artist'.

Yes. The identity of the pasta on which this fork floated, and the dishes lined up here -

It's a food sample.

"Food...... sample?

These are all exquisite fakes made of wax.

It's that food sample you're familiar with in the restaurant in the department store.

"This is it, all............... fake?

Finger-touch the chicken cutlet that Imelda was by her surprise.

".................. it's true, then, this one too!? And this!?

That's how I touch the dishes in front of me one after the other.

All of this is a fake wax made of everything.

The wax Becco said was "massively excess" was purified whenever possible, and it was used to create it.

It's the color that matters with the shape that looks like the real thing, but that's where Regina asked me to make red.

To prevent mis-drinking, Regina used to color the tablets. That's where the pin came in. He said it must be red to color the medicine. I was wondering if I could make other colors.

The results were great.

Thanks to this, we have food samples that only look real from anywhere.

"This guy won't decay, even if he leaves it for ten or a hundred years. Well, you're gonna need to keep it tight."

Of course I can't eat it because it's made of wax. Instead, it doesn't rot.

... Well, there are some unfortunate food samples like the sadly thinly dirty "dude, you're not willing to call this customer" at a soba shop in a lonely mall.

"Wow... it's really fake"

"Seeing it at this distance only makes it look real..."

Imelda's movements had stopped as the wooddust looked intrigued at the food samples.

Not even picky, but still lying on the ground.

"............... what's lined up here, does it exist?

"Ah. All of these, they're all menus in this store"

In making food samples, it's all Ginette actually had me make.

Becco can reproduce exactly what he saw with his own eyes, but he can't imagine what he hasn't seen.

Lined up here is an exquisite copy of what Ginette actually made.

"Thank you, Ginette."

"No, because cooking is my life."

Ginette smiling at me for saying so.

Naturally, the dishes I made to create the samples were later delicious for employees.

"... yes, I do... I do..."

Imelda's shoulders begin to tremble in small pieces.

"... wasps like beautiful things. Especially, I love the beautiful dishes...... but the food damages the perfect beauty the moment you take a bite. The unbeauty of the dishes you eat... the ugliness of the leftovers... the emptiness of the empty dishes after you've finished eating them... I couldn't really like them."

Pottori Pottori and Imelda start talking.

"I've encountered many beautiful dishes in my eyes... and every time, the wasp seemed to rip my chest out of my thoughts. The wasp wants to keep the beautiful food, beautiful all the time! The more beautiful you are, the stronger your thoughts are! … but that's impossible… If you don't eat, the dish will decay…… turning into an unbroken figure…"

"Well... there can't be anything permanent about it. After all this time..."

"I understand, that's about it! It will also get dirty, it will also break.........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

Imelda, with her face up, was crying in tears.

"I would love to have the same dish as this! I want to know what this dish tastes like, smell it, and enjoy the texture! And... I want to see this and immerse myself in happiness over and over again."

I don't have enough to eat myself... can I remember again if I have a sample?

If this guy was in Japan, he'd probably be the type to put all the dishes that came out in a photo shoot and put his taste thoughts on a blog or something.

In this world, you can't see it without looking at the real thing.

I know what it's like to be sad.

"Mr. Store Manager!

"Yes."

"Can I have everything that's here?

"Of course!

When Ginette took the order, the woodcutters raised their hands simultaneously.

"Me, then, meat sauce pasta!

"Oh, me and me!

"Me too! Two!"

The order is killing me on the meat sauce pasta that was so air............ as planned!

When I was making food samples, I decided that I would definitely only make pasta.

Pasta in food samples is something that interests everyone in a child.

I was absolutely sure it would be noticed here as well.

Now we can sell pasta!

We have the most powerful pasta in Cospa, available in a small array!

"Ko ~ nban ~!"

And someone came to the store at the perfect time.

Paula, a Cantaltica billboard clerk who grew dog ears like a golden retriever.

"With the moving sale of cold beer to Kinkin ~ su!

"" "" Whoa, whoa, whoa! BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! "" "

Screaming.

If Munk were here, it would be the cries of the souls of the men, who would look bright blue with their ears blocked by the scourge.

"Sounds like the timing was just right"

Natalia, who asked me to grab you, comes back.

This is what they called me earlier.

I don't keep liquor in the Yangdu Pavilion. Normal customers would be fine with that, but to heal the men who walked around all day in the heat, there would be nothing else left for a cold beer on the kink.

That's why I lent them both stalls and asked Paula to come and sell them so far.

Store number two specializes in Cantalchica and is packed with beer in large quantities.

Store number seven has been asked to bring some of the recommended liquor from a store other than Cantalchica.

Using a glass with a store name tells you which liquor is being sold to which store. If you like it, I'll have it go personally at a later date.

"Cooking, thank you for waiting!"

When the woodcutters started drinking beer, there was a delicate scent from the store that gave a critical stimulus to the hunger.

"Wow! Kannon!"

"Me, I live here already!

"District 42 is the best!

"The Yangdu Pavilion is the best!

"My sisters, perky!

Hey, here, guild leader. You're gonna tickle my daughter, aren't you?

Open all the big windows of the store and connect the garden to the store. It presents the look of a giant beer garden, but it's a perfect bustle on a day like this.

"Yummy... yummy! But even if I eat it I still have it right here..............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

Imelda was obsessed and sipping pasta.

Ahhh, I flew a meat sauce on some expensive clothes......... I'll introduce you to Grandma Mum later. He's a friend of Ginette's and a regular at the Yang Deception Pavilion where he works as a launderer. The only skill in smudging is more than me, it's a hat off,

"Is that it? Something's so busy!?

There, the faces of the Torbec Workshop led by Oumaro turn up.

"Oomaro. What happened to the accommodation arrangements?

"Batchris! We have an accommodation for the group to feel safe and comfortable with!

For this one, they made a lodging for the Bip guests.

I couldn't prepare it until the general, so I left the interior of the building and the room to the Trubec Workshop to make use of my former companion, so there would be no mistake first.

"Thank you for your hard work. You guys eat whatever you want, too."

"Yay, Sz! Well then, oila is........................ selling like pasta flies ssss!? Uh-huh!? Forks are flying, sss!?

Oh, dust... if you think there's a cachan cachan sound over there... are the woods trying to float a fork like a food sample?

I did it too...... when I was about three.

"Mr. Yashiro."

Ginette comes running and turns a full grin on me.

"It's a huge success!

"Ah."

Big success. You can say that.

As far as Imelda is concerned...............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

Are you so sure Javier is in a good mood for a beer?

"So now it's time for the final finish."

"Hmm? Finish?

Were you even prepared for dessert?

If it's a demo sale of popcorn, it's certainly going to interest you...

"Enjoy your meal and watch Mr. Yashiro's wax statue!

"Ha!?

"Well, you're going to be ready!

Ginette disappears into the back of the kitchen in light steps that you can't imagine from the usual laid-back atmosphere.

He really seems to assume that that wax statue is something people would love...... go first!

"Who is it? Stop Ginette, please! The manager is disturbing you!

Afterwards, I seize Ginette, who was trying to bring out the wax statue that was laid out in the courtyard, with me and Estella alone.

I'm not kidding.

If I can arrange twenty or so of those things, there's even a chance that the story of a nearly cornered branch attraction will be grandpa.

"So, but you're so cute!?

"You're not cute!? Ginette, look closely! Because Yashiro is not cute at all!

"... no, what about that, Estella? Even so, the cute thing there..."

"Don't you want to stop!?

"I want to stop, but not be cute would be too much!?

"Mendokusai, no more!

As such, even though it was a bummer on the back, the Sun Deception Pavilion was constantly laughing late at night.