Isekai Sagishi no Consulting

"Um, Mr. Yashiro. Can I have a word?

One afternoon, when the peak of noon passed and the gradual increase in the number of guests began to safely twinkle, finally calm down. Tee time is just an hour away from the end bell. My legs are always interrupted at this hour… Ginette called out to me at that hour.

"Actually, I wanted to ask you a favor."

"What?

I was using the shape Norma asked me to make, and I was creeping the fruit into a star shape.

Mr. Rabbit, the apple ended up with scattered results, but the stars and flower shapes seem to be popular with these guys, so we decided to actively incorporate them into the menu.

By the way, I'm making minced beans now.

Upper white sugar seems to be luxurious, and I don't keep it in the Yangdu pavilion. but if you're brown sugar, you can manage to get it. There, it's a minced bean.

I found mochi rice when I went to Homeros, a rice farmer, so I also made white balls using it as powder.

Plus I made cold weather. Loretta's younger brothers are refurbishing the mesh of the Sea Fishing Guild, mixed with other seaweeds and covered in heavenly grass.

This would already be like being told to make minced beans. It's the one called the Book of God.

"Oh, you're cute. It's the stars."

"Want some?

"Well, one thing………… no problem"

There is absolutely not enough sweetness in District 42.

Therefore, there are no guests at this tee time.

It's lamentable not to have the habit of a three-o 'clock snack...

"Ah! Yes, I did."

He rushes to swallow what's in his mouth, and Ginette breathes.

When he turns back to me, he stretches his spine and talks to me with a smile all the time.

"I'd like to go pick some flowers, so could you watch the store?

"Flowers............... Oh, the bathroom. If you don't have to say so..."

"Oh, eh, eh, no!?

Hmm?

Picking flowers is a secret word in the bathroom, isn't it?

"You know, actually after this..."

And when Ginette was about to say, the dining room door opened.

... but no one comes in.

From the open door, only a refreshing breeze flows indoors.

..................... What? Something scares me...

"Oh, that sounds like enough."

He said, "Are you there?

"In the morning, I forgot to tell you...... Mr. Milly. Please come in."

As Ginette called toward the door, a small head peered in from the side of the door, "Hey.

I grew a little tentacle on my head, she's a pretty girl.

When I changed my body's orientation to even say hello, as soon as I did, that little head pulled in and disappeared from my sight again................ What, this?

"Um, Mr. Millie is extremely familiar... especially with men who don't seem to like him"

Ginette leaks a bitter laugh.

Is it like a girl's version of Womalo?

I wonder why. She's so adorable and adorable when she's a girl.... in exchange for that. Umaro... he can't. I can't even put it on the wind of asthenia, such as deleading to Magda and making odd noises. He's already broke the door from the Asthma Society................ Isn't that a good thing, that!?

"Mr. Millie. It's okay. Mr. Yashiro is very sweet, so I'm not afraid."

".................. ooh, ooh"

Voice, small!?

Then a minimalist girl named Millie came into the dining room with a moist move, just the right word for 'surprise'.

Walking around is like a karaki doll. Geek shak, katakata, and he comes closer to us with his uncluttered behavior.

Short hair with fluffy cat hair for an undecorative outfit. The crisp eyes are slightly droopy and somewhat remind me of the upright Lesser Panda.

"The Lesser Pandas?

"No, Mr. Millie is a Nanahositento."

"... Isn't it too subdivided?

"What do you mean?

No, well. I wouldn't say it's common sense in this city to be so finely divided... but a bigger bracket would be good for a tent beetle or whatever bug.

If there are Nanahositentos, do you mean there are some Namitentos, Himekamenokotentos, or Dandara Latentos?

Can you tell, that?

"Wow!" But if you surprise me, "Psst!" So much so that he seems to escape, Millie comes to the next door to Ginette, tense and nervous. Then he clung to Ginette's hips and leaned against her to hide himself on its back.

... Mecha, you're scared, me.

But it's really small.

Smaller than Magda, maybe 120 centimeters.

But from what I've seen, I can't see anything that looks like a nanahosi tendo. Only one has a tentacle.

"Don't you have feathers or something?

"Ha…………………………………………………"

I'm just whispering that this is exactly what a mosquito sounds like.

Is this you? What kind of frequencies don't you hear when you're old?

"So, Mr. Yashiro. Well, I should have told you sooner, but it's getting late..."

Ginette lowers her head with a pepper. But he looks happy somewhere.

"I think I'm going to go pick flowers with Millie."

"Take him with you."

"No, you're not!

Millie was trembling her shoulders and jumping up gently because of Ginette's sudden loud voice.

Don't bully me, poor thing.

"Oh, you know what? Millie is a peanut guild, and she's a dearer friend than ever before."

You've become very close, its extreme familiarity and...

Millie hides herself behind Ginette when she pulls her face in every time she meets her gaze.... I know they don't hate you... but you're gonna get a little scratched.

"A groundnut guild is going to pick it, not grow it?

"Ah............................................."

"What is it?

Millie pulls Ginette's hem slightly and Ginette brings her ears closer to Millie.

Something gets slapped in the ear, and Ginette nods in a way she's convinced.

"They also seem to grow in the facility, but they seem to manage the entire forest to grow flowers. The forest you're going to is managed by the Fresh Flowers Alliance."

"I see. You're managing flowers as they are."

"Ah..........................."

"Huh?............... Yes. Yes...... Sounds like it."

That's a pain in the ass, talking to this guy. Can't you always get a response without going through Ginette?

"So, um... can I ask you for a store?

"Oh, come on. They won't be here till evening anyway."

"Thank you"

Are you happy to go out, Ginette is smiling.

Picking flowers as women talk to each other. Fine. You can go.

Not even the Ginette level, but I can cook as well. In the first place, there are many dishes I've devised. It won't be a problem.

"Okay, I'm going"

"Ah..............."

When Ginette lowered her head, Miriam also lowered her head with a pepper, imitating it.

It looks like a comfortable size if you hold it and go to sleep.

Milly following Ginette to the exit. It doesn't have anything on its back, and there's really nothing about it that sounds like the Nanahositentos.

I don't think it's plain.

... Oh, yeah.

"Millie."

"Hiya!?

Calling his name, Millie jumped up and made an odd noise.... you don't have to be so surprised...

Hiding on Ginette's back looking back, she glances at me with her awfully frightened eyes.... Will you stop, looking at sex offenders targeting young girls like that?

"Don't ask me about Ginette. Keep an eye on him so he doesn't get lost."

If you're going to a forest managed by a groundnut guild, I guess Millie knows more about the forest.

Ginette looks solid and there's something missing... or it's out. There's nothing missing.

If you don't take a good look, you'll find out where you're going.

"Mmm, it's terrible, Mr. Yashiro. Then it's like I'm a child…"

I suppose it's similar.

Ginette swells her cheeks uncomfortably. But next to Ginette like that, Millie made her expression shine.

"... Miri no, sister..."

He seemed happy to have been counted on.

Well, if you can see that person in that size, you'll only be treated like a child wherever you go.

Young kids are happy to be treated like "sisters." I guess that's what that smile comes from.

"Ahhh....................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

Make your cheeks bright red and squeeze your voice out diligently.

That's how Millie smiles at me.

"Millie speaks to a man from herself... Yashiro, it's amazing"

I guess it's quite unusual.

Ginette's eyes are wide open.

How familiar are you, usually...

"Well, you're going"

"Ah......... go, I'll come"

I looked back at this one again in front of the door and thanked her before Ginette and Millie left the dining room.

The door closes and I'm the only one left in the dining room.

Magda and Loretta are going to the stall for backup.

I don't have any customers.

Even though it's prototyping, I'm starting to feel like I can't help but make minced beans here that nobody eats.

So I decided to make something that I had just come up with.

Take out the thin, light iron plate I've been getting at Norma's and start processing. Hammers and iron bars shaped like a rounded pencil at the tip - using a punch and bending the iron plate.

Place the tip of the punch on the iron plate and hit it with a cancan and hammer. Ponches for marking parts that are inherently drilled, but if you tap them carefully to avoid putting too much force into them, you can thus apply uneven workmanship to flat iron plates. It's the method used to make brisket signs.

Repeat plain work while sounding candles and metal.

"Well, this is the place"

In front of me is a plump, swollen iron plate that mimics a flat-sized tent beetle.

It feels like I made a bigger can batch a little more plump. That's as light as it gets.

Colour there and make a vibrant nanahosi tendo.

There it becomes a satisfactory finish and moves on to processing the finish.

Remove the tear-shaped, contrasting iron plate.

It was this' patch fastening 'that got the iron end material from the mold shop at Norma's and made it first.

It's an array of little girls keeping their hair "patsy". This is a common accessory that sells easy to wear with one touch.

Attaching this guy tightly to the earlier Nanahoshi Tendo.......................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

Well, I don't need to appeal to you about how many people you're from, but I kind of wanted to make Millie because she didn't look too nanahositento.

Most importantly, Fresh Flowers Guild and I will get into a deeper relationship in the future.

Ginette wants to do flowerbeds... and there are vases that I did... and if you keep this kind of attention, you'll find something convenient in the future. That's an investment, this.

When I was satisfied with what I had done, Estella came to the pavilion.

When you open the door, say, "Is that it? Where's Ginette?," he said, looking over the store.

"I'm sorry to hear that. I'm alone now. If you want Ginette's hand cooking, come back in the evening."

But Estella's business didn't seem to be rice, making a slightly troubled look peek.

"I need you to submit the paperwork... well, can I give it to you later"

"Paperwork?"

Seeing, Estella had rolled paper.

It's kind of a fancy piece of paper. Is it some kind of contract?

"This is Ginette's month of birth. I need you to update your age."

"Update?"

"Every year, residents submit their papers in the month of their birth."

"Which way do I have to update myself? That's a pain in the ass."

"I often write my age on shops and work-related documents. The Lord will prove to you that you're sure at that age."

Like Japan, I wish it was auto-updated.

I didn't even want to renew my license for a hundred million bucks.

Do the inhabitants of this city have such a troublesome procedure every year?

.................................... hmm?

"Is Ginette's birthday this month?

"That's right. Sure, was it around the end of next week?

"Say that first!

Shit.

I don't have anything for you.

It wasn't if I was making Nanahoshi Tendo hair fasteners or anything.

I need to get Ginette something to give me... Huh!

"... what are you in a hurry?

"Well, 'cause I'm not ready for anything."

"What are you getting ready for? I can only accept documents by myself."

"It's not paperwork, it's birthday prep. Gifts, parties."

No, there's no cake or anything in the 42nd arrondissement.

I don't know what to do. Can you make it out of brown sugar?

"............... What does a party have to do with your birthday?

"Huh?"

Estella gives a reluctant look just because she doesn't understand.

............... eh, no? With the birthday party?

"In my country, we all celebrate the day the person was born...?

"Why? Anyone alive, naturally, but we all have a day of birth, right? Do we need to celebrate it with special attention?

It's a serious tone.

He doesn't really understand this guy.

This city doesn't have a habit of celebrating birthdays.

"You don't eat cake or anything?

"What cake!? If you were eating that expensive stuff, about your birthday, you'd be bankrupt, right?

"Is it that expensive?

"It's expensive. First, sugar is a luxury product."

Well, sure. If you're brown sugar, you can get some cheap, but it still makes no difference that it's expensive.

It's a city lacking in sweetness.

"What else are we celebrating without celebrating our birthday?

"Marriage and childbirth are celebrated. And maybe we'll celebrate the job celebration and the first year we got a job. Because in many industries, wages go up in the first year"

I mean, I guess we celebrate when life improves with more families and wages.

Perhaps so if you say it's right for reason.

But I'm also certain it doesn't taste good.

... This guy smells like gold.

"Yashiro... your eyes are acting like bad guys"

"Wow, look. You should remember. This is the eye of the gold deceased."

"Can't you think of anything other than money?

"Are you telling me to die?

"... will you die if you don't think about the money?

If it is no longer worthwhile to live, is not man dead or alike?

"Money and money... you're a sweet guy."

It was Estella who sighed in a frightening mood... but the movement stops perfectly.

Its gaze is directed at the hair fastening of the Nanahositento, which was placed on the table.

"Or..................... cute!

Estella hits Gabba and the table and stares at Nanahositento's hair fastening. My eyes are glittering.

"Did Yashiro make this?!?

"Oh. I was just trying to get people to do it."

"I want you to give in! How much!? How much do you give me?!?

"You're so sweet with money, you..."

I can't do that. Too bad.

"Zulu no... I don't know who anywhere but... I can't believe I'm singling out such a cute thing..."

I don't hear much about the culture of sharing hair fastenings. Even friendly sisters don't have personal hair clasps?

"You want that much?

"I want it! Well, it doesn't have to be a tent beetle..."

"For example, what form of object do you want?

"Right............... shiitake, or something"

"Yeah... what's that hobby"

"Yes, that would be nice! It's delicious, and you have some cute shape, Shiitake!

I guess... Shiitake...

Estella, could it be bad taste?

"Well, then, you can make a shiitake hair clasp..."

"Is that true!?

"How about a little shiitake leaning next to a big shiitake?

"Hoo-hoo! Oh, my God, I just imagined it. It's adorable! Sounds like 'Big shiitake is you, little is me'!?

"No... a couple that can be likened to Shiitake is awesome and subtle... well, that's fine if you want"

"Ko, this is............ too much fun!

Well, it's something you can make a little bit of, so it's good enough to make it.

Except.

"I want some cake."

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

"Cake."

"... with luxury?

"Jesus."

"…………………… cake……"

This is what I was talking about as a luxury item.

Oh, come on. I guess it's a level of food you can't say you're going to treat.

But I want to know what level the cake in this world is at.

That changes my behavior dramatically in the future.

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

"It's a cake. It would be a cake for my birthday."

"So why is it a cake like a birthday?

"It's my country custom. Anyway, I'd love to try this city's cake."

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

It's so reluctant.

Then, besides Shiitake, shall we also make Eringhi and Bunashimeji hair clasps? Is that gonna convince you?

"Go eat with me, please."

"No!?... Together?

"Oh. You'd rather go eat than have them buy you"

... I want to keep it a secret from Ginette just in case.

If I were to abandon the cake, I might be shocked. I don't want you to feel that disappointment on your birthday.

"... fu, two, so?

"Right. If it's expensive, it's better."

"... when, go?

"Tomorrow or something? Is that convenient?

"I'm fine! I'm fine! I have a job, but I'm gonna throw it all away!

"No... do your job. Sewage works in District 40 and the City Gate project in District 42 are now in motion..."

"Yes! It's so hard! So I think you can reward yourself!

I don't know, but Estella suddenly started burning.

... I don't know where he's going to ignite.

"See you tomorrow! Let's go get some cake! You're gonna get out of here till the 40th arrondissement, okay?

"Do you have to go that far............ you can't help it. So, I'll meet you in Central Square."

"Yeah!"

Estella nodding with an angelic smile.

I don't know, this guy wants cake, too.

"... so what, by the way..."

Hands behind your back, Estella starting to twist.

He looks at me like a peeper.

"Yashiro likes skirts and pants, which one do you prefer......, maybe?

"You mean wear a skirt or not?

"No! Not pants round, pants!

"Oh, that way... hard to understand"

"That's about what you think there..."

"I feel like either is fine............... well, a skirt. If you say so."

"Okay!

Shine your expression and walk out to the door early.

And look back in front of the door.

"See you tomorrow. Meet me at Central Square at the same time as the morning bell!

"Morning!?

"Don't be late!

To reinforce the last word, Estella left.

I'll meet you at 8: 00 in the morning.

Well, if I'm going to the 40th arrondissement, do I have to leave that much?

I can't help it. The bottom line is a very important factor.

Thus, my new plan began to move slowly without anyone knowing.