Isekai Sagishi no Consulting

Activities to solicit sponsorship for the festival are carried out in the morning and evening, avoiding opening hours during the day.

I have to turn around efficiently in a limited amount of time, so I use one very head way of turning around.

"Where shall we go around this afternoon..."

"Brother. You're right, Mr. Paula said, 'The district where the sightings were'!

Get to your seat and point to a certain neighborhood where Loretta peeks in from behind me looking at the map.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, who I mean, there's not even a private house. Isn't that right?

There's nothing to gain from going there. Oh, no, Loretta's a tea-eye. Ha-ha-ha.

"Are you going around other than the restaurant?

Estella, who was acting differently in the morning, also meets to rub her current situation against future policies.

Estella seems to be well sponsored as well. The spot where the acceptance was obtained will be filled with blue ink. Both East and West, there were many blue parts.

"The festival brings people together. The story seems to be somewhat widespread in the Forty Districts due to Imelda and Oumaro transmission, and we can expect to attract customers. If so, it would be a loss to also have to sell folk arts and craftsmanship that don't usually get spotted?

"Ah, ah! Brother, I see here, here! There's a magician here! Do you want to buy exorcism bills or something?

"I see. Surely I don't usually see a spellhouse product. Is that what you're selling me?

"Oh. 'I'm also selling this weird stuff' is also one of the festive pleasures. When I was a kid, too, I shook it and said," Psst! I've bought dolls that sound weird. "

"What do you use it for, something like that?

"Oh, my God, you can't use it. It's just," Psst! It just rings. "

"I don't need it, it's amazing."

"But I even enjoy buying weird stuff like that at festivals. He's got memories."

"I wonder if that's the case"

Estella leaks a bitter smile with an eyebrow root and flips her torso so so that she stretches her spine.

"Tea, please"

"Ah. Thank you, Ginette."

Estella turns and thanks Ginette for bringing her tea at a good time.

I was just thirsty, too.

"Are you selling that 'pai' doll?

"I'm not selling it. It's not for sale."

"I want it," Papa "doll."

In the first place, there is no such thing as a name... but this guy is seriously going to be collecting buys...... and the 'arr' in the courtyard, I'd like to do something about it soon...

Well, I already have a secret for that. And then there's how to cut the story out... how to convince you...

"Brother! If you're a doll, how about a 'arr' doll from a woman who's boiling about right now, Boya ~ glow? It's definitely a big hit!

"'Arre'? Loretta, what the hell is" alle "..."

"That's right, Ginette! You got anything you want?

"Is that what you want?

Force Ginette, who was about to tread a mine, into this side.

Look at the situation, Ginette. The face of the woman you just tried to talk to... you want to talk and you're nagging, right? He who breeds' Listen, Listen, Aura 'like that is the right thing to do to get through.

Hey, why don't you go off the record and swell your cheeks in the bread?

That's the Hamster tribe. You have a big cheek bag.

"That's right... I've been thinking lately that I wish I had flowers..."

"Flowers?"

"Yes, I wondered if I could plant beautiful flowers in the shop garden and welcome visitors to the store in a pleasant way"

"That means you're a flowerbed. Then there's a bricklayer living here."

say as Estella points to the corner of the map.

... hey there...

"Slightly!? Slightly!? Brother, it's tough! The bricklayer's residence is near where the 'example arr' was witnessed! This feels like something fateful!

Estella... a dangerous imitation like walking in a minefield blindfolded.

"Mr. Loretta. Something happened around here..."

"But Ginette. Why did you suddenly come up with a flower? Isn't there some kind of trigger?

"Huh? Oh, yes. Actually, Mr. Imelda came to the store the other day."

Danger. Danger.

Ginette is so sweet, she brackets dynamite all over her body, dances Oklahoma Mixa alone in the minefield, and even his mad opponents get close.

I have to stop him.

"You've been a little depressed that Mr. Yashiro isn't here."

"Heh, you seem to like it a lot. To that lady."

"Don't tell me."

I can turn a cold glance at Estella, but it's not easy for me.

It's on the other side that I like it, and I don't know if they like it in the first place.

"So instead, I let you talk to me."

Huh?

In the end, I just want someone to mind, that guy.

Not a complete yes-man like the wooden dust of a wooden guild. Someone.

"Imelda said that she had been given gifts by a number of men because of her beauty, and that she had bouquets of flowers so that the room became a forest."

That's awesome. I wish I could just keep going back to nature.

What's wrong with a man who gives flowers to a woman?

It's not even such a belly addition, he's like he's not gonna make it in a couple of days. And expensive.

"This, for you"? "Well, nice"? Knock it off! Kah...... ppe!

"So, it's a little troublesome to be in the woods, but I thought if there were beautiful flowers blooming in the store, it would entertain the customer's eyes."

"There's a flower blooming in the store, and when you turn your gaze to 'Beautiful'... there's a creepy shadow standing in the corner of your gaze... If there's such a rumor, maybe more people will come!

I've often come to such a pure idea from Imelda's bragging.

Imelda wouldn't have been proud and worthless.

Ginette doesn't have envy, but she doesn't have jealousy. Must be an uninteresting talker for a person who wants to brag.

Oh, my hamster daughter, who's going to break into our sight, ignores it and is OK.

"It's lovely, isn't it, a shop surrounded by flowers"

"After all, do you think so?

"I think so, I think!... but when you want another flavor spice... there's a black shadow in the corner of your sight..."

"Isn't it hard to take care of?

"I like taking care of plants."

Well, maybe Ginette would.

And Estella looks at me with some meaningful grin.... What, those eyes?

And when I turned to Ginette, I did this.

"If the store flourishes, Ginette might come out with a bouquet of flowers, too. Ginette, you're cute."

With that said, Chillari and I turn our gaze.

... what? What are you trying to say?

If you have something to say, you can say it clearly, but here it is.

"Oh, no. I'm not at all..."

"No, no. It's soothing to watch, the rice is delicious, and I'm willing to... I wonder if a man with eyes to see would soon be seen"

"Eyes to behold... eyes to behold... yes, the man saw... a dark, black shadow..."

"If that happens, don't float the money to buy flowers. A management-friendly man. More and more to contribute."

What did you think would happen to me with that story?

What do you want, Estella?

If you're a teenager, you might even get upset with that one word... but unfortunately I'm... oh, now you're a teenager.

Anyway, where Ginette was told by someone, there's nothing I can do about it.

That's just a story Ginette should decide what to do herself................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

Don't get annoyed, this story.

"It's more of a festival than that, a festival. I'm talking about something to sell at the festival. Can you sell flowers at the festival?

"Excuse me. I'm out of line because I said something extra."

"No, no, Mr. Store Manager. Getting out of line is not a bad thing. You have to be careful, you lose sight of where you're going and walk flirtatiously... yes, there are shadowy beings that don't float..."

"No, no, Ginette. I'm the one who told you the story, so that's okay. It's not about apologizing."

Tell Ginette to keep her head down, I don't care.

The only bad news is the red-haired pepper nobleman who led the conversation in a crazy direction with a crappy flirtatious heart and... the bad hamster daughter who gave up.

"I'm sorry, Ginette. I was just kidding."

"No. Never mind."

"When I say I care, I have a lot to worry about right now. In other words, a black shadow..."

"So Estella. Is that bricklayer making flower beds?

"That's right. He's the only bricklayer in the 42nd arrondissement, and he's making good stuff. My flowerbed also uses bricks there, but the real thing is different."

"Real...... yes, I did see that woman. In front of me, it did exist, a black shadow!

"If you're that good with your arms, it sounds like you could hear as many rumors..."

"Whoa! Is that a rumor!? Brother, I said a good keyword! Yes! Rumors, rumors! To investigate rumors..."

"There aren't many people in District 42 who can spend money on flowerbeds. There's too little demand."

"Isn't that bragging about being far away, you little rich man"

"I don't mean to.... I'm very poor right now."

and Estella sobbing hard.

Loretta makes a gesture to clear her ears behind it.

"Yay!... I can hear a woman sobbing from somewhere..."

Because it's Estella.

Because I'm right in front of you.

"Then I'll have that bricklayer open up too"

"Are you selling bricks at the festival?

"Even if it doesn't sell, it would be advertising just to get a look at the real thing. We need to spread the word."

That will slow down and underpin the tax revenues of District 42.... maybe.

"Speaking of spreading the word, there are rumors spreading in the alley now..."

"Then you should also go see the bricklayer. What do you want me to do?

"Yes! Yes, yes! Me! Me and your brother are going! I'm going to go through all of this neighborhood!

"... Loretta, you... you can't frustrate me."

Ahhh, I'm tangled.

You lost when you admitted he existed, Estella.

"Then I'll stick around and find out, brother! Oddly enough, time is evening! Isn't it fitting when the time is approaching when the glowing shadow is witnessed!? Just in time!

"... Um, Mr. Yashiro? What is Mr. Loretta talking about?

"It's a crap rumor. Don't worry about it."

"Really?

"Slightly!? Are you curious, Store Manager?!? Did you care!? Now let me ask you, the dubious light that floats in the dark night... and the story of the black shadowy woman that lies in it..."

"Hih!? Ah............... Um, I... I just remembered some errands..."

Ginette doesn't seem to be good at scary stories either.

All right! I can use this!

"Here, Loretta. Stop imitating 'Shop Manager' to scare me! The most respectable act in this store is to scare the manager!

"... Yashiro. Don't you blame Ginette for being scared?

Ha, ha, what are you saying, Estella?

You think I'm scared?

Even though ghosts are a dead tail flower, a mistake in the eyes of those who have fallen asleep, and are just a fabrication for some frigid self-proclaimed psychic profiteers to make money.

"Already! How come no one listens to me!? I'd love to talk to you!

You wanted to talk, but I don't want to hear any of this!

Read the air!

"Oh, come on, it's kind of busy."

"Ah, Mr. Becco. Hello."

Becco comes to the store and Ginette is on her way to customer service.

After greeting Ginette so lightly, Becco immediately came to me.

"I heard you, Mr. Yashiro. You think you're gonna do something funny again?"

"Oh, no, you didn't tell me that to you. 'Cause I didn't think it would be a problem with ex-post reporting."

"You can think of it, but I'm a little shocked when they say it face to face!?

"Oh, I'm sorry. I think it's okay to treat things differently. Come on."

"No, that's why! As I said right now, you can think of it... Huh!

"Oh, yeah, yeah. Massive candles, please."

"I don't even know how to ask!? No, Mr. Yashiro's request and what he has to offer is not a rush!

All right, all right. Now we can secure the candle.

"I was complaining that Imelda was dark. I'd keep a candle on that street all the time if I could. It feels like a light instead of an outside light."

That would also make the road somewhat brighter.

"No, I just can't all the time. There won't be enough candles."

"... Huh?

No, because you...

"You said it was all over!?

"I don't have much left, but if I use it every night, it will be gone soon! 'That street' is what Mr. Yashiro calls a street plot, isn't it? If we were to install a little bit at that distance, we'd be out of stock for a few months!

... Ma, are you serious?

No, the vegetables at Momat's are being harvested, so I just thought that beeswax could be waxed every day............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... Imelda said, "It's not dark because we have candles, is it? ♪ I was gonna convince you... ♪

"However, the extent to which festival days can be colored in a grand way can be prepared. Even so, you will enjoy the beautiful candle lights."

.................. the date of the festival is fixed....................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... "Look, it's so bright!?" So just focus on it............ consciousness will only be right for the flashness of the moment anyway, and I wonder if I can push it through with that...... yeah, I think I should. 'Cause Imelda, you're pretty much an asshole's daughter.

... Ah, speaking of an asshole's daughter.

"Hey, asshole's daughter."

"It's terrible, Mr. Yashiro!?

"Who's the asshole's daughter!?

"Brother, that's too much!

Oh my... did you have three conscious guys...

"Uh... Ginette"

"Is it me after all!? It's terrible, Mr. Yashiro!

"Look... it wasn't me"

"It's a mistake. I'm early."

Daughter of two assholes to appease.

"As Becco has just said, we plan to use a ton of candles to brighten the lights on the festival day"

"Yes, I'm looking forward to it"

"So, like Becco said earlier, candles are not infinite"

"Right. You have to use it."

"I mean, for Becco to say..."

"I don't know, Mr. Yashiro... aren't you trying to push something on the awkward?

Yeah, don't make an extra count.

You can just shut up and say, "Yes, Mr. Yashiro is right" or something.

............... you can't tell me if you keep quiet!? That's a contradictory Yarrow, this guy.

"Becco, that's a mistake. It's my fault."

"Is that so? I have a bad feeling..."

"'I have a bad feeling'?

"Uh... ah, um. It is."

"'They say it's a mistake, but I kind of have a bad feeling'?

"I don't know..."

"'I don't know what it is, but I have a bad feeling about it,' huh?

"............ hey, what is it, how does this feel?

"Cupid! You! Are you having a bad feeling!?

Yo! You got caught up in the Loretta sensor, Becco!

So you're a sacrifice. Talk to Loretta for a while.

"Sasa Sasa! Mr. Ozaru!

"Wow!? Lo, Mr. Loretta!? Hey, suddenly what is it!?

"Speaking of unpleasant hunches,... here's the story... Actually, a woman in the middle of the night..."

All right, while you're at it.

"Ginette, the suspicion has begun over there, so let's move the place a bit"

"Yes. Right, because I don't like scary stories."

That leaves Loretta and Becco, and we move our seats.

"So, here we go."

"Yes."

I sit back in my away seat and talk to Ginette, who sat face to face with me.

Estella, with her hips down next to Ginette, turns a suspicious glance, but now she lets it go.

"Candles are precious. You can't waste it."

"Yes, I think so"

"And if anything has been wasted, reusing it is a wonderful measure, environmentally friendly and in the nostalgia of the Lords of the Forty-second Ward, aggravated by poverty," I think.

"... is, yes? Uh............... I mean what?

"Melt my wax statue and recycle it into a festive candle"

"Huh, huh, huh!?

Unexpectedly get up, Ginette, scream.

... No, that much?

"... bi, you must be surprised..."

"Mr. Store Manager... It was a great time to scream... and I was surprised..."

Something seems to be secondary damage in the other seat, but I don't care now.

"Easy, Ginette. Originally, that statue belonged to Becco. I keep it here now, but if he needs it, he has to return it."

"Oh... that's right, I don't know... I can't believe it melts..."

As relieved, Ginette drops her hips on Ston and the chair.

It's burning out white.

"You're so... cute..."

I still don't understand that place...

"This, too, is to celebrate the festival and make it enjoyable for everyone in District 42. For our personal reasons, monopolizing precious waxes... I think that's a little different."

".................. right"

"Hey, Ginette. I do have memories of things. I also know you care about that wax statue................ but there are days when everyone in District 42 can laugh at each other from the bottom of their hearts, albeit for just one day. Don't you think that's a great thing?

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

"Well, for the sake of everyone's smile... why don't we work together? Huh?"

"……………… Yes. Okay."

"I thought Ginette would understand ZE "

"... Hey, Yashiro. How long are you gonna keep talking like that?

Estella stares at me with Zito's eyes.

Whoa, don't look at me like that.

Because Ginette at the corner convinced me.

Which, even whistling economically, tried to delude me, and Estella stood up all the way up and circled around next to me.

In his ear, he utters a slightly thorny voice.

"In short, you just wanted to dispose of your wax statue for a reason that sounded like it?

Ha, ha. What are you talking about, Mr. Estella?

That's obvious!

Twenty-seven wax statues look just like me in the courtyard, don't you think?

Every time I went through the courtyard every day, I was depressed. Lately the hens I keep in the courtyard stopped ringing in the morning as well. Must be the stress caused by the wax statue. Must be.

You can only dispose of such an abomination!

"Well, by the end of the day, I'll have Magda carry it."

"Speaking of which, where did Magda go? I haven't seen him today."

"... I've been selling popcorn"

"Ahhh!?

Estella makes an odd noise, surprised by Magda, who appears behind her in good time.

"... e, Mr. Estella... this is another scream at the perfect time... I thought my heart would stop..."

"Wow, are you doing this on purpose... guys..."

Looks like there was secondary damage in the other seat again... naturally ignored.

"... I was listening. Bring out the wax statue"

"How long have you been here, you?"

"... from where Yashiro said, 'I can't stand up without Magda'"

"That's crazy. There doesn't seem to be a phrase in my brain memory."

This guy is hard to handle because he's going to tease the gag with a straight face.

"... it is preferable for the courtyard to be larger. …… a little, unfortunately"

............... that's a gag, too, right?

"So, Becco! Take that wax statue home and replace it with a candle."

"Nah!? Aren't you taking all those home by yourself Awkward!?

"... Magda helps"

"Oh, that's not good. Okay, just now."

"Ah... there's a black shadow..."

"Ghaaaaaa!

"Pooh, dull! Your face, it's too funny!

What are you playing at, those guys?

Well, anyway, I managed to solve one of my concerns.

All right, all right.

"Yashiro......"

I'm intoxicated by satisfaction. I poke a little flank of mine, and Estella moves her chin quickly.

Ahead, Zudon and the snagged Ginette stood.

"... you have no choice... I know by my head... oh, but..."

Ooh... I'm more depressed than I imagined.

"Hey... Ginette?

"... I, you were selfish. In the first place, even though it wasn't what you gave me... I just became attached to it on my own, so..."

I can't find any words to call...

He looks at me gleefully and Estella blames me for whispering.

"... what do you want to do?

"... what are we going to do?"

"... you're not gonna leave me like this, are you?

"... you want me to do something about it?

"... the festival makes everyone in the 42nd arrondissement smile wholeheartedly, right? I thought you said so yourself."

"............... ok, I get it"

Well, you're not energetic about Ginette, because I don't like it either.

................................. Oh, no. Only for operating profit, huh? When the air in the dining room gets heavy, it also passes on to the guests, so there is a risk that the guests' feet will be distant... I mean, the...

Yeah, get out of the way!

Who am I making excuses for?

You just have to get Ginette back on her feet!?

So you're not complaining!?

Let's do it!

... The truth is, I didn't want to use this guy... if I could, I wouldn't touch people and I always wanted to keep him... I can't help it.

"Ginette."

"............... Yes?

"Instead of that wax statue... I don't know if it will, but I've made something like this"

I take "The Secret Weapon That Fixes Ginette's Mood With One Shot" out of a bag that hangs on her hips.

I was carrying it with me so that when this day would come, I wouldn't let go.

"Wow...!

The moment I saw the sole. Ginette's big eyes sparkled.

"Oh...................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

And stare at the sole, placed on the table, about ten centimeters tall, to devour it.

Crouch in, put your hands on the table properly, and look at the cancer as you peek in.

"Chi, it's little Mr. Yashiro!

"... a little too big for you?

It's a two-and-a-half-headed Diforme size.

"It's adorable! Big heads, little bodies...... they're all adorable!

Finally, I take it, and from various angles I sole- I look all over at my difforme figure.

It is a imitation of 2.5 head figure, which was also manufactured in Japan in various types................ I didn't think the day would come when I would make my own figure................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"... I want Magda too"

"Hmm? There's Magda's, too."

"... Huh!?

Magda's ear said, "Pimp!," he stood, and his tail said, "Gyuppy!" and stretches.

... Are you so happy?

"Look, Magda, it's a 2.5 head version"

I'll take Magda's figure out of the bag. I feel confident that it is made of cuteness.

"... that's not what I'm talking about"

Is that it? Magda's ears and tail drooped like, "Oh, my God, Dawn..."

You didn't like that?

"... but cute"

But it doesn't look like it.

He's not sure.

"Maybe you have your share?

Ginette asks with the impetus that she's about to dance.

"Oh. For now, I made close human stuff."

As I said, I took Estella, Loretta's figure out on Ginette and put it on the table.

"It's adorable -!

Ginette danced.

... I really danced out.

"Now you don't miss me anymore, do you?

"Yes! Thank you, Mr. Yashiro!

"Decorate your room."

"I'll decorate the dining room"

"Decorate 'in the room', huh?

"Yes… to the room, to decorate"

This is such a fucking embarrassment, let it be in the eyes of the masses.

"... to Magda, too, a set"

"Bo, do you want a little bit of me, too"

"Brother! Me, too!

"Ya, Mendokusai! How long do you think it took me to make this!?

"... then I won't carry a wax statue"

"Right. You can arrange the festivals on the street."

"Finally, I'm going to tell you some scary stories on the pillow."

"You guys are ghosts!?

I have a mountain of things to do!

I don't have time to make things like this...

"That's right! Becco, can you mimic this?

"It's cheap!

"... done"

"I'll send you a compliment."

"Mr. Aru, it's daunting!

"Ooh... all aligned and praised by sight from above..."

Well, whatever, I'm glad Ginette's in a better mood.

Ginette holds my figure and that of herself and looks lovely looking at her three daughters who place this fine order on Becco.

"You like that?

"Yes. Very"

Smile happily.

This will also reward you for the hard work you have done over the course of several days.

It's a corner, so I'll give you some information to keep.

"That Ginette figure"

"Yes."

"It reproduces right up to the inside of your skirt so you can peek into your pants and enjoy it"

"What are you doing!?

"I left my pants in my sketchy pants!

"Nooo! Repent!

Ginette's voice sounded and the city went down quietly.