Isekai Sagishi no Consulting

"Thank you for your help today, Imelda Javier. Let me give you my regards."

Ever since morning, assholes have been doin 'stupid things.

"... Ginette ~, Salt ~"

"Don't push me back!?

It was only yesterday that an inspection of the wooden guild took place.

It was around noon yesterday that the faces of the woody guild returned after making noise and knocking them down until midnight and staying in the accommodation provided by the Torbec Works.

So, this morning.

Imelda, the lady of the wooden guild, stands in front of you.

Plus, I'm saying things I don't really understand.

"... Ginette ~, Pepper ~"

"Are you going to bake it!? Are you going to make the wax medium rare with a heated iron plate!?

You're tense in the morning, this guy...

I still can't get out of yesterday's tiredness and I still want to get some sleep.

I can't turn my head.

"Uh... you've decided that a branch of the Wooddust Guild can be in District 42, haven't you?

"Yeah, I am. Isn't it an exaggeration to say it happened with a wasp?

No, in the first place, I almost got rejected with your one voice.

"I'll take care of the branch myself, so you're going to be on a big ship."

"Even if it's big, I'm anxious that the material is mud..."

"It's steel!

"Then you're going to sink"

"Ugh... it's light, it's steel"

"Rather anxious on the contrary"

If we get anything on the ship that the lady is piloting, who is speaking only with this momentum, we agree to overthrow it before we leave the port. If it was a big ship, I'd have a hard time getting away.

"I mean... go tell your lord about that"

"What are you talking about? Your actions, your words, they moved the wasp's heart, didn't they? You're in charge, aren't you?

No, no.

The person responsible and the person who acted are different.

Even in factories, it's the workers who make things, but it's the boss's job to take responsibility.

It's my rule to throw all these responsibilities round Estella. Can you bring it over here?

... Do you want to use it while you're away?

"Ah, I'm sorry. I just realized that Oobayashiro is currently being taken in. Come back out again."

"So who are you!?

Ku ~... annoying.

"Good morning! Is that it? That's not Mr. Javier and this lady, is it?

There, Oomaro came for breakfast.

I'm in a good place! You, ex-District 40, you know your face, right? Say good things and drive them back.

"Oh, just in time. Mr. Torbeck, I'll turn you into a branch of the other inn, alley and woodcutter guild, so give it to me."

"Ho ho!?

"That was pretty cozy. Need a little improvement... something like that?

"Mr. Yashiro, what is this guy talking about?

"Don't ask me. You've been dating a lot longer, haven't you?

"It's not like Oyla has a relationship with a woman, is it, SS?!?

Oh, if you ask me, this guy hasn't seen Imelda's face once. Don't you dare talk about it all via me.

"Anyway, when it comes to places and stuff, you can discuss and decide with your old man and our lord. We can't do anything about it."

Even so, the location of the wooden guild branch is almost certain.

A vast area of land is secured by the sewage treatment plant. We plan to build a branch building there, build a dorm where the guild constituents live, and build a wood processing plant and vault.

By the way, what Imelda is saying is that it's an inn in Newtown, so Imelda's request will not be tolerated.

"So where do I sleep wasps from today!?

"Go home! It would be within walking distance!?

"You can't go home to the wasps anymore!

"No, there will be!? Damn in the 40th arrondissement. There's a big house in Dawn!

What are you talking about, this girl?

"In the meantime, oila doesn't matter, so I'll let you eat."

"Oh, here, WOMARO!?

... Shit, did you run away?

"What are you fussing about in the morning?

"Oh! Estella! I'm in a good place!

"Oh, you..."

"What!? Why is Imelda here?

"Estella, come here for a second"

I'll take Estella and take the distance from Imelda.

"Something tells me I'm going to live over here today or something?

"Ha!? Home, what are you gonna do?

"Bring me the New Town Inn."

"Who would allow that?!?

"... that lady, isn't she?

Apparently, Estella hasn't talked to me either.

At this rate, you haven't even told your father, have you?

"Do something with lord authority."

"You know, I'm a lord 'proxy' and I don't have a decision to make. It's only my father who makes decisions."

"Then call my father."

"My father's sick and he can't go outside."

"Then take me to my father."

"Then let me move that lady out of there first."

Are you Mr. Vacation!?

"Anyway, I can't move things on her own. If Guild Chief Mr. Javier were here, we wouldn't be talking about it again..."

"I'd be here if I were you!

"Mr. Javier Ruh!?

Looking back at the big voice that suddenly came down, Javier stood behind Imelda.

"Oh, Father!? How did you get here!?

Imelda is also surprised to see that Imelda is sneaking out after all.

"There's a letter like this in my room." I'm going to the Yangdu Pavilion. Don't Look '"

"Didn't I tell you where I was going!?

Don't look. It's a problem before!

What do you mean, "Why are you here?"? '? That's coming!

"To read from this sentence... Imelda, you, you want to live here?

"You're right, Father!

I can read it, from a sentence like that...

"Reform requires swift action! Ba and fast! Gah, powerful! To the point of forcefulness!

"But Imelda. I have a lot to prepare for here, too. From the selection of the squire, take over, and besides..."

"I'm fine! Wax, we'll live alone!

Shall I conclude?

Absolutely not. You can bet.

"Absolutely not."

Because Javier appearances have made noise, or Oumaro has come near the entrance again and is watching the situation.

If you don't think you can do it either, it's not a bet.

"Imelda, there's no way I'm gonna let you live alone, is there? What are we gonna do with the meal?

... Shh. And Imelda points at me.

"... will you not give it to me?

"So what about the bunk?

... Shh. And, point to Umaro.

"... I don't want you to give it to me, sss"

"What if I get in danger!? What if a bad guy tells you to?!?

………………

... Shh.

"So when you don't give me away,"

After all, this guy can't do anything himself, can he?

"Determination is hard..."

Whoa, Javier?

How do you get to that conclusion with the current flow?

Though it would be totally abrupt behavior that comes to mind.

Hit him a couple of times and take him home.

"I know the phase! I live here too!

"Fine, go home, you guys!

"Live here, go to the stall!

"I know you're looking for my sister, but what about Temehe!?

Damn...... if these guys weren't even woodcutter guilds, they'd ban them from entering and leaving the 42nd arrondissement...... Huh!

"Um, guys. Why don't we just eat?

Ginette comes to us making a scene at the store.

"All right, Ginette. Javier's luxury begs everyone to fix a meal every day."

"Yes, I did."

"Oh, hey, wait a minute!?

"Mr. Javier, a treat, sss!

"I will accompany you, Mr. Javier."

"This is also a parent's job, Father."

"... chubby. Inclusiveness Matters"

"Thank you, Mr. Javier!

"Eat -!

"Thanks!

"Chubby!

"Javier, good man!

"Oh, my sisters are adorable! All right, fine! Everyone in here will have the luxury!

That's rich. I like the wings.

...... same type of human being as Oomaro.........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

That's how we ended up having breakfast in quite a few large people.

My sisters were in the kitchen. I was getting ready for the stall.

By the way, we Yangdu Pavilion employees are eating at church... we can't afford not to! Dinner eaten with other people's money is different.

"Hey! I don't mind. I don't mind! If I didn't, I'd be the same as ten or twenty!

And it won't be a problem because the person is showing a lavish place.

"Anyway, the wasp decided to live in that inn and head the wooden guild branch in this 42nd Ward."

"... or so I'm saying?

"I'm sorry. My daughter has the cutest face in the world, but there's a part of her that I wouldn't ask if I told her."

"What, you're bragging inside me, you parent idiot"

"When that girl was a toddler, she was so cute that I thought she'd feel a little better in her eyes, of course, instead of hurting in any hole."

"You're not looking at my daughter like that, you fucking lolicon!

Somehow, I'm supposed to be at the top of an awesome guild that exerts influence over the entire district, but I can curse it fine. Javier doesn't seem to like it more than full, or maybe this is the kind of Osama I like to be Frank.

"Well, if I could just come over here and direct the formation. Ah, that's the best part, but I can't just leave my base alone. Top of the organization is a lot of clutter."

"... yes, you are, top of the organization"

"Ouilla doesn't sound like anything, sss... elsewhere, we're ucchis"

Based in the same 40th arrondissement, together with the top of a well-known large organization. I wonder how you can think so differently.

"... daily fixed meals, wait"

"Wait!

"Ahhh! Magda, seriously, angels!

"Whoa, whoa! My sister, she's cute today!

... No, they look so much like each other, these guys.

What, is the 40th arrondissement also the main mountain of Peeta?

"Are you listening, folks!?

Suddenly, Imelda stands up screaming.

Something's so angry.

"Oh, I'm listening."

"Then you tell me what you were talking about!?

"You're talking about Tsubetsu's main mountain, aren't you?

"We're not talking about that. Wow!

"Hey, why don't you let me hear more about that whole main mountain story later?

"Your father kept his mouth shut!

My daughter pissed me off, my mucky father.... weak.

"From what I hear, the branch of the wooden guild is going to be built by that sewage treatment plant, right?

If you heard the story, the source...

As I gaze at Estella, I bow my head toward this one with my hands together.

He said something extra and broke his mood.... I wonder if I'll get around to it, again.

"Newtown overflowed with lights and it was a lovely place! By comparison, the vicinity of the sewage treatment plant………"

I don't even seem to think that the lovely place and admiring that Newtown is where I said 'slam' a few days ago and hated it furiously.

"This is where development is going to go. It's dark and natural now, isn't it?

"It's nonsense!

I want to iron it and send it to you on delivery, that word.

"I can't believe where this wasp lives is still incomplete......... not too late to work, Mr. Trubeck!?

"Shh, excuse me, sss!? Sewage works in the fortieth district are now coming from Maines, and around there later..."

"I don't want to hear any excuses!

"........................... Um, Oyla, why are you mad at me, sss?

While drooling, Womalo finally started questioning its irrationality, turning his asking gaze at me.

I don't even know. I guess the reason you're pissed off is' cause it's not what wax wants'.

"Wax, I don't like dark."

Neither do I.

"I can't believe I live alone and it's dark at night...................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"I can't go to the bathroom at night, can I?

"Don't say that clarity Yikes!?

"... like Yashiro"

"Yes. I'm with your brother."

Whoa, whoa. You don't have to rip anything apart right now, do you?

After the bathroom was ready, I felt less scared! If it's not the bathroom outside, if it's indoors, the fear is still halved.

..................... Oh well.

"If you say so, I'll show you the bathroom."

"If you ask me that, we've had that conversation."

Yeah, yeah. Seriously though, you got something wrong and hit me in the cheek.... Not at all.

"Let's have a look"

"You say your meal is being carried!?

"You'll be done in a minute. Because there."

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

"Ah. Hey, come here."

Stand up and come to the front of the bathroom.

With a surprised look on his face, Imelda follows me and comes in front of the bathroom.

Javier and Loretta's sisters are also coming.

And somehow I even came to Estella and Oumaro.... you guys have seen it many times though.

"Do you have a wash over here? It doesn't smell at all."

"It doesn't smell. That's what it's made of."

I open the door and I peek inside like Imelda and Javier are competing.

"Well..."

"Heh... it's beautiful"

First of all, you seem surprised to see the look of it.

Shiny pure white body. Refreshing aroma of a slightly scented pomander.

That was exactly the kind of space that embodied the word clean.

A pomander is a deworming perfume made with spices all over citrus fruits.

Smells and bugs. It is an excellent way to prevent the two greatest natural enemies of the dining room in one piece.

"How do you use it?

"Want to try it?

"I won't show you!?

"I won't look!

What kind of pervert am I!?

Explain that the door closes and that the sound is in a leak-free structure, then I'll have to lecture you on how to use it. Anyway, the Japanese style is the standard in this world. This would be the first time I've sat in the toilet seat to add something for you.

"Ho, are you sure you're okay?

"Oh, I know how awesome it is to use it once."

"So... will you please leave?

That's why we leave the bathroom and wait in front of the exit.

............... Something strange silence wraps around.

Mostly, he turns in the direction of the day after so that the boy can softly lose his composure and not gaze at anyone.

"... why are you waiting in front of the bathroom? Go back to your seats."

"No, that's... somehow... hey?

"Oh, somehow!

"That's right! Somehow ssss!"

"... you guys."

Estella's gaze records freezing.

It's cold, it's cold, Estella.

No, it's not. I don't know......... when I left here, I said, "Um, did you think of something weird? It's a strange vibe like," and they could put up a rettel like, "That guy, he's a weird delusional guy in the bathroom."

That's why we need to cut through here well.

That's a common understanding of all of us boys.

"Forgive me!"

And at that time, a tense voice echoed in the Yangdu pavilion.

It's Becco.

Today, I called for a proper report on how well the food samples worked.

Just fine, let's get you involved.

"Becco! Hey! Hey, come here!

"Slightly. I wonder what happened, all of us gathered in such a place"

"We're getting ready to welcome someone important right now."

"Hmm, are you an important person"

"So you, too, will be greeted with great applause when people come out of this door."

"I got it! Awkward, sincere, heartfelt applause!

And at the same time as we were ready, the door opened quietly.

Now!

Pussy, pussy, pussy, pussy!

"Become, what is it!? Why are you applauding!? It's embarrassing! It's kind of embarrassing!

".................. it's just stupid"

Estella sighs in confusion at Imelda.

But now, the face of our men has been preserved. Why don't we do it?

"So, how'd it go?

"That's wonderful! I can't believe you can install a washroom indoors."

Apparently, I really liked it.

If I had shown this to you first, would you have proceeded to talk about the branch a little easier............ no, I guess now that I no longer have prejudice against the 42nd arrondissement, I would have come to praise this honestly.

I can be honest once I admit it.

You mean ladies are really tundra.

"With this, you're not afraid of the bathroom at night either, are you?

"Wah, the wasp is nothing, I wouldn't be afraid of that!

.................. I'm not being honest, I knew it.

"Anyway, we've already decided where to build the wooden guild. It would be most efficient to make it by the city gate, wouldn't it?

"There's more to be prioritized than efficiency."

"What the fuck?

"It's whether you deserve the wax!

Wow... this whole stray, out-of-the-box face.

This guy is seriously saying this... he's a sore daughter.

Turning his gaze to hold his father accountable for making a mistake in his education policy...

"Mm-hmm. Yes, it is."

... and he was shaking his head vertically in silly circles.

I've never heard of the head of the organization being a yes-man, I...

"Far from the city gate, you'd have to carry pre-processing wood, wouldn't you?

Moreover, after processing, there is also the task of transporting debris to the sewage treatment plant.

"Whatever you think, it's best to build it by the city gate."

"Then you can reposition the city gate."

"Become!?

This guy... Oh, my God...

"That's right. You haven't built the city gate yet, have you? If so, isn't it just a matter of slightly shifting the position of the gate? It's an easy solution."

"That's no good!

"Oh, why?

"Uh... Mormat's, there's a field of agricultural guilds. So I can't make my way."

"Then I'll buy up that field with a woodcutter guild."

You rich thoughts!

"Then, take it. The price will decrease..."

"You can use the wooden guild as a field."

"... the distance"

"Someone has to send a little writer."

…………

This guy, why is this, he turns his head in an unpleasant direction...

"Anyway, you can't do that! Neither the position of the city gate nor the position of the wooden guild can be changed now! Hey Estella!?

"Uh-huh, what do you think? If I can talk to Mormat and get his approval, I don't think I can."

Traitor oh!?

I can't do this!

Neither the position of the city gate nor the position of the wooden guild can be changed!

Otherwise... the street route will change!

Suppose you went straight south of Newtown and built a city gate on the closest outer wall. Then the route from Newtown to the city gate and the main street would be maintained as a street.

Then.............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

Not then!

There is a difference in attraction rates between shops along the streets and shops that come in one bottle from the streets.

I am now working to greatly expand the path that connects Boulevard to the Church to make it easier for the faithful to travel to the Church. And that path leads to the new city gates that are going to be built, so let's make that a big street 'next time'. And that's what I'm about to sue.

But if they reposition the city gate...

It is visible that 'the streets take precedence and the pilgrimage road to the church will be another opportunity'!

And road maintenance is not so frequent in this 42nd district. I didn't realize how many years ahead the 'next' in 'See You Next Time' would be!

For me, the pillow word "next time" is the most important thing.

The streets must be built to cross the forty-second district.

Connecting the city gate to Newtown, there's nothing to profit from that longitudinal route through District 42.

Everyone around them moisturizes in one business. That's the ideal utility.

What is made just for one purpose is obsolete without being able to demonstrate its results!

That's exactly what a nursery is for employees. Mostly lonely without being used.

It's for all sorts of people to use it, and the utility works!

Let me put you behind me!

How hard do you think I tried!?

I've been working so hard this time just to build a city gate and get through the streets in front of the Yangdu Pavilion!

It was this street plan that got us there after working with the Merchant Alliance and trying to bring the deal back to the right price, but only we ended up eating for it, and figuring it out over and over again!

Never, I won't let you get in the way...

".................. oh, okay"

Let's do it anyway...

"I'll give you a special gift..."

You selfish little lady...

"You said to the wooden guild construction site, 'I really want to live here!' I'll give you the best performances I can think of!

I already made up my mind. I won't give up a step.

The city gate will be built by the sewage treatment plant, and the city gate will be installed there.

And I'm gonna pave the road from the city gate to the boulevard perfectly, and I'm gonna make the best streets for you!

"That sounds interesting."

"Oh, it's going to be absolutely interesting. Be ready."

"Yeah, I'll look forward to it."

Scattered with bees and sparks, I was supposed to entertain this selfish lady the best.

…………… Sparks, scattered? Something's starting to feel like I'm just burning unilaterally.

"Anyway, I'm ready, so go home already today. Moving is after everything's been done."

"Right. I'll give you some time. In the meantime, think of a way to entertain the wax."

Imelda says with her provocative eyes and her face mixed with a childlike smile before the excursion.

You got tangled up by a troublesome guy...

"Then the wasp will go home. And before that... after you eat,"

Imelda eats a daily fixed meal with elegance. Looking at that face, I was thinking about my next hand. Very, I didn't feel like attending and eating.

A few hours after Imelda and Javier left.

The sky was completely stained red, and today's opening hours were only a few moments away.

After a busy meal in the morning, the customer's feet are sparse… but they are more than they were initially… I still thought they needed to be improved.

"Would you like some tea, Mr. Yashiro?

"Hmm? Ah, Thankyou"

Ginette suggests tea to me with my head.

Magda and Loretta are not currently on their way to support the stall.

I can't help but come to the store.

As always, I have no choice but to work hard there now than the majority of my income from Yangdu Pavilion is from stalls.

The Yangdu Pavilion/Head Office is so free that we can go around just the two of us.

"Guests aren't coming..."

"But it's a lot more than before."

"... 'Better than before', hey..."

If that 'before' is what I first came here for, then I guess it is. I wish I had two guests a day back then.

"Why don't you start sculpting, too, Mr. Yashiro?

"Sculpture?"

"Yes, I would be very happy if Mr. Becco could teach me to make something that would boost the store"

"... I haven't had enough."

"Really? Mr. Yashiro, I think he's going to do everything."

Well, I guess if you care about that, you can't... because I'm confident in the dexterity of my hand.

But now is not the time to do that.

Oh, by the way, Becco came here early and said, 'I have a feeling you're going to be able to make something new!' and went back to his home.

... No way, you wouldn't carve Imelda in the bathroom, would you?

Well, that's why we're alone.

Ginette doesn't go back to the kitchen, she sits across from me the whole time.

Perhaps you care about me.

Ginette, when she finds out, is always so insignificant, she stays closest to me.

Even when I realize that, "thank you" what a thank you...... I feel a little different.

So I won't say anything in particular.

I'm sure Ginette doesn't expect anything either.

This interval is the distance between me and Ginette.

That's just a little... comfortable distance, I think.

I felt somewhat out of the poison that was bothering my head, and I accidentally wanted to waste my time.

Whatever. I want to talk about no other love, that's how I feel.

This is a corner opportunity, so I decided to ask what I've always wanted to hear.

"Ginette, you come on"

"Yes, what is it?

"You don't want to go out somewhere or that kind of greed?

"Outside, is it?

Koten, leaning his neck, Ginette turns her big eyes this way.

"You've been here and you've been working, haven't you? Are you breathing or something?

This guy used to look at me like he envied me going out outside the 42nd arrondissement.

That would be so. We go into the kitchen early in the morning for donations, hang out in the dining room all day, clean up when the store is over and go to bed early.

I'm even doing my chores in the meantime, so there won't be time to go out and play.

Is this guy satisfied with that?

"I'm delighted to meet so many people in this store, and it's fun."

Happy, fun and............... so, are you satisfied?

Zip, stare at Ginette's face.

You wouldn't be throwing up.

But I don't think I can.

One day, you can take a break from the store and go play par.... and I think so, but you don't want to leave the store because it's about Ginette.

Then ask someone for the store number............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... The dishes of the Yang Ma Ma Pavilion are the flavours that can be served because they are ginet.

Even if you ask for a store number, the only way to do it is to provide something to make and store.

He can't say he's opening a store.

Same as the stall.

One day, you're gonna want to give this guy plenty of breath.

"Speaking of breathing"

Pong and clapping his hands, Ginette smiles with a flamboyant grin.

I wonder how many people on earth know this face of this guy.

Transmitting this smile to the masses will make this guy's fans dope more. Magda or Loretta may not be able to fathom you.

As a gender, this guy doesn't seem to be good at getting out in public... but he doesn't know people, but he doesn't snuggle. Three steps back, that's the stance.

Sometimes Ginette looks so eager to hear the story.

Just like the face you're pointing at me right now.

I liked this face for what it was.

Well, let's hear it, shall we?

"Candles are nice"

"... you mean my wax statue?

"No. That's cute and nice too, but now we're talking about something different"

Let me get this straight, because that wax statue is not cute at all.

Something's wrong with this guy's sensibility.

"It's a candle in the table."

"Candles on the table?

"When I was with the visiting team, I set it up at the end of the garden to brighten up the Yang Ma Pavilion."

"Oh, that's it. That was awesome. In the dark, when you know exactly where you're going, that's all you need to feel safe about."

"This is Mr. Magda's idea."

Laugh hoof and peek at the tip of your tongue with chills.

At times like this, this guy laughs really fun.

"I feel kind of calm watching the candle flame zip"

"When you see something that moves irregularly like a flame, humans calm down."

"So why don't we light up a little bit here now?

"Hmm?"

"Mr. Yashiro, you seem a little tired."

Leaving behind, Ginette gets up and heads to the counter.

Bring a small candle from there. Is that what Becco left behind? It is big enough to fit in the palm of my hand and has a honey-like color.

"When you light a fire, it smells so good."

Say it happily and light the candle.

Candle lights shake on the table.

Light and soft light spreads through the store as it begins to dim.

Me and Ginette sitting across from each other pinching candles. Our shadows are lit by the flames of the candles and swaying loosely on the walls and floors.

"Beautiful."

The smile directed at me was packed with encouragement.

Cheer up. Don't worry about the little things. It's not a word, it appeals to me with stronger emotions.

... this guy.

I don't even have time to worry about this one, I'm so worried about you...

Somehow, I'm dying to get this guy out of here somewhere, even if it's mean.

Travel or whatever. Once away from work to a place where you can play without thinking......................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"Mr. Yashiro..."

Ginette tells her to whisper as she watches the flames of the quietly shaking candle.

"You're working hard to thrive the Yangdu Pavilion, aren't you?"

"Well... I promise, I did"

"Did you remember that?

"Naturally... that's what I said"

"... right. But I'm glad."

Ginette chuckled and I don't know if it was because of that, but the flames rocked small.

"Thanks to Yashiro, the Yangdu Pavilion is much more welcoming than before."

"Compared to when Grandpa was around, how about that?

"... it's..."

"Well, you haven't. Yangdu pavilion can still flourish"

I still don't feel like I've seen this guy's real, overflowing smile from the bottom of his belly.

Maybe that's what you can see when this shop goes back to the Sun Deception Pavilion when Grandpa was there and crosses it. - And I'm on my own.

"That's strange..."

"Hmm?"

"When Yashiro says so..."

………… Ah.

"I really feel like that's going to happen"

........................ The swinging flame is red.

So I'm probably fine.

Regrettably, Ginette's smile looks adorable...

The fact that they dyed their cheeks without even on the pattern would not have been noticed.

Damn... I'm not a junior high student. Sometimes it's just a joke.

I'm sure it's you.

Because of this candle.

Candle flames, the scent of this slightly scented honey, the shadows that shake neatly... that kind of unusual atmosphere makes my mind noisy weird.

I'm with you.

It's like going to a festival or something when I was in middle school and seeing a lady in her class in yukata. Besides, if that's the night and it's illuminated by the red light of the bare bulb, there's still a token.....................

……………… Festival? An unusual atmosphere…………………?

"... Hmm"

…… What's wrong, Mr. Yashiro? "

"Maybe it's worth a try..."

And then there's how many collaborators we can recruit... Right.

"Ginette, I need your help."

"Yes, say anything"

So come on, how many times have I told you not to make such a derogatory statement in this city where there is the Judgement of the Spirit......... well, okay. Seems like you're only gonna say it in front of me.

"We're having a festival."

"... a festival?

Whatever the reason is, right?

In the meantime, I give thanks to the Spirit God... or something.

Use your current street plan to hold a festival.

It is an event to line up shops, use candles and pine lights to illuminate the darkness of the night brilliantly, and to offer prayers to the Spirit God in an oriental atmosphere.

The followers of the Spirit Church are impressed by the sight, the couple savors a romantic mood at the beautiful sight of the night's darkness mixed with the flaming red, the kids shudder in silly circles, and we merchants let us make a disappointing profit in the nightclub.

And the path on which such a festival took place makes sense and turns into a 'special path' for the inhabitants.

Me, too, was a little more of a favorite than anywhere else on the street where the festival would take place. "Oh, we're having a festival here," I thought.

I'll have the residents on my side. If only we could create a "street can't be anywhere but here" trend.

Besides, if you burn the flames brilliantly and plant that impression on him, Imelda won't follow you because it's "dark" either.

In that case, I will involve the inhabitants of the city.

I'll cheer you up in the 42nd arrondissement!

"Kusu......"

Unexpectedly, Ginette leaks a laugh.

"What's up?

"No... Mr. Yashiro was also anointed"

Ginette's 'ano' face would be the one he heard before when he had the water boiled at church.

Ginette says that the face is "'I'll take care of this place', that's what they say, that's the look on your face".... I don't feel that way.

"You don't have to worry about Mr. Yashiro being put on that face anymore."

"Don't make assumptions and decisions like that. Sometimes things don't work out. No, it's more likely that.... I just happen to be able to handle it until now"

"Really?

Look at me with a crisp eye and narrow that eye again.

"Well, I'll look forward to seeing if it works."

...... ha.

Not at all..................

That face, I'm sure it'll work.

And when you look like that...

I don't know, I'm gonna run around. Ah, it's a billionaire, it's depressing.

And, at the same time - when I look at that face, it seems kind of hard work, that's what I feel, so it's weird.