Isekai Sagishi no Consulting

We are now coming to the sugar factory in District 40. of but...

"It's a big factory."

I'm a little surprised that Ginette is next to me.

Previously, Ginette cooked at the Yangdu Pavilion every day. Rainy days and windy days, from morning to evening, are open all year round.... but I took a break from the refurbishment.

Therefore, Ginette was unable to go somewhere.

That's what's coming to District 40 with me right now.

"It's kind of exciting that you can show me inside this"

He's an elementary school student who sparkled his big eyes and came on a social studies tour.

There shall be no loud noises in the facility and shall never run. And don't touch anything in the facility.

- I can't believe they asked me not to pay attention. Factory tour.

I went on a tour of the candy factory. Did you get candy balls on the way home?

"Ha... I've actually been so excited since last night that I couldn't sleep at all"

I know.

I would normally be asleep for a long time, but I could hear walking around.

But I also made sure it got quiet, so I'm pretty sure he slept before me.

"Excuse me. I think I've been kind of selfish."

"No, it would be good once in a while. Instead, this is how you have to change your dining room to a moderate rest mechanism, and the Yangdu pavilion won't last long."

I leave it to Ginette the whole time. One day I'll be broke.

Ginette just falls ill and she can't open the store.

So now we need to get used to it one by one.

So that those other than Ginette can cut up the store.

And so that Ginette can sweeten the situation.

He seems to care about the Yangdu pavilion all the time today. Well, that's no choice.

"... are you all right, Magda..."

Quickly.

"It's okay. I've limited the dishes I make, and I'm ready down there. You're gonna do great today or so."

"Yes, right? Believe me, all of you."

Today, Loretta and Delia were supposed to provide that support with Magda as their leader.

Delia talks about having sweet treats later.

Fruit minced beans are complete.... I was making Aminzu, but that happened while I did a lot of things.... Unsurprisingly difficult. I don't know... I'm losing out on the taste of Imagawa grill I ate before... I can't offer anything halfway through that. Is that a bean? Is that compatible with a bean? I knew it wouldn't taste the way I thought it would with brown sugar.

If you get the upper white sugar, you can even make it...

"Upper white sugar...... hopefully we can work it out"

"Well, expectations are low"

I was just given a tour of the factory today and I don't expect to get sugar any time soon.

I just wanted to grasp the trigger, whatever it was.

There's just a trivial trigger to break the current octagonal blockage.

"Wow. Are you the people Mr. Assunt was talking about?

Looking up at the factory, he was called from behind.

Looking back, my skinny, thin-looking brother stood.

It's black around my eyes.... Tanuki? I feel like a normal person when I see it, but it's only black around my eyes. It's kind of an odd look.... Speaking of the Beasts, is he a feminine man?

And then, I'm curious, this brother has an elongated plant stem in his mouth.

The old comic book superintendent used to haunt the mysterious leaves... is that such a knoll?

"Oh, this? This is sugar cane. This is how it's always sweet."

I get the impression of being a lightweight, charming host.... What a frigid feeling. What the hell is this guy?

"Are you Percy Layard?

"Mm-hmm."

Laughing naggingly, Percy offers her hand.

With a gentle handshake, Percy frowned for a moment.

"Amy, craftsman?

"No. He's a cafeteria employee."

"A clerk to peel off an imo or something?

He's in charge of business strategy.

"Heh... you have thick hands."

This guy, you're looking at the details.

Maybe he asked for a handshake to explore it. Are you thinking too much about...

"Are you... Mr. Percy a Tanuki?

"Mm-hmm. That's it. And come on, won't you stop being Mr. Percy or something? Something about Nodo:" No! 'Cause that's why. "

Undressed man.

Freedom in a way.

Rude in a way.

Either way, he seems to be a man who holds himself steady and unwavering.

"Um, I'm Ginette, the manager of the Yangdu Pavilion."

That's what Ginette offers her hand.

"Oh, no. I'll stop shaking hands. My hand, now suck dirty tease."

"Hey!

"Oh, my God, you don't look like your hands are dirty and you don't like it, do you?"

"I don't like it! I was born and raised in a sterile room. I loved it as beautifully!

"Ha-ha-ha, that doesn't fit your face."

... this guy. He's disrespectful everywhere.

"Actually, I just picked radishes in the field."

"Are they doing a home garden?

"Oh, just the sugar factory doesn't make a decent living."

Huh?

"Isn't the sugar factory a noble addition?

"No, it's just a handful of factories up there."

Show me your white teeth and leak a bitter laugh.

On my patchy, waving hand...... it did have dirt on it. Stick it in your hands.

Looking at my own hands,...... it was black with dirt......................... Konnyaro.

Three radishes put on a monkey. They are all thin and thin and can't be said to be good for flattery.

Such a thin radish. Then 'radish feet' becomes a compliment. White and thin.

Most importantly, the radishes have sticky soil, so only a portion of the leaf side is white.

"Brother. You have a customer?...... ah"

One girl comes out of the factory.

What a simple looking daughter with triangular pinned ears growing on her head.

Is it because what you're wearing is a primitive...... something looks like a country girl who goes out into the city and is fooled by a bad host and makes her life a mess.

Yes. Skinny, challenging, half-faced... the kind of guy like this Percy seems to fool me, for example.

"Ma'am, this man is dangerous. Better stay away."

"Um... that's our brother...?

"Nah. I put mud on your hand, are you still mad at me?

No. I'm just trying to make my way right so I don't shake my life on a stick by contributing to a hippo guy whose simple daughter isn't even Roku.

"Um. You two are brothers and sisters, right?

"Oh. This guy's pretty old, but my sister. Are you with me, Mab?

... Mab.

"Yes. I think it's very mab"

Going through!?

Mab, that's the word Yankee used around the '80s to mean "cute"?

"Forced Translation Magic," that's a magic you won't forget to play with.

"Molly, you go home and wash these radishes."

"Oh, but..."

"Fine."

Percy saw me with Chirali.

... what? It was an alarming gaze.

"You're cute. I don't want to show it to another man."

"Is that Cisco!?

"That's it, huh? Excuse me?"

Not bad...............

"We're going to have to run out of radishes this evening?

"No way. I'll eat one and save two."

"How?

"I don't know... normal. Wash it and let it sleep in a cool, dark place."

"Heh, you will"

"What, Amy? You don't even know that?

I look out for Ginette.

Ginette gave her a troubled look for a moment, but by shaking her head, she allowed only the words Ginette was about to say.

"Come on, don't you care about radishes? Just look at the factory. I'm not even free to say that."

"Right. By the way, would you like one of those thin ones?

I pointed to the thin cane Percy had been wearing.

"Well, I can't. Cane can't give way to outsiders."

"Right. Too bad."

"Oh, give up."

Percy bashing my shoulder with her muddy hands.

Stop it. Your clothes are dirty.

"Oh, Mr. Yashiro. My clothes..."

"Oh, no!

You were doing it without offense, and Percy looked vegan and surprised by Ginette's words.

And then, "Follow me, follow me," he explains, with his head around.

"Oh, Mr. Percy! There's mud in my hair......!

"Huh? Ahh!? Shit!"

... Is this guy stupid?

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That's what happens because you do things you're not used to doing.

"Brother, look, lend me your head"

"No, that's fine. Because I'll do it myself."

"Brother, you can't do this because your hands are muddy."

"Ah...... well. Evil. No."

"Brother, you promised not to say that."

Promised parents and children of poor longhouses?

"Mr. Yashiro, too. Drop the dirt."

Ginette goes around behind my back and soils me with tender hands.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Ginette. I just have this body..."

"Huh? What is it? What can I say?

After all, why don't you pick it up even if you're impotent? Well, there's no way there's a time play in this world.

"You just said you wanted sugar cane, you put it on high"

I joked and said, zero laughter when Ginette shrugged.

"Right. That's a good example of not being greedy."

"Totally."

"Am I that interested in sugar cane?

"Ah."

I smile at Percy for joining us in this conversation.

... a little provocative, grin.

"I'm interested in how sweet sugar cane is when it's barely grown..."

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

Percy's expression clouds.

A slight hostility turns this way.

"Sugar cane builds up sugar in the stem by getting sunlight. This means that the bigger you grow, the sweeter it gets. I was just interested in how sweet the hell the thin cane was before I grew up like that...... too bad"

The nagging grin that was on Percy's face disappeared.

Apparently, they poked you where it hurts.

Or have you recognised me as something else?

As I did with the first handshake.

Do you want to explore your way out again?

"Brother... that man..."

"Molly, you go home."

"But..."

"Fine."

"Brother, you're stupid, and I'm worried about you"

"Sarah cool, you!?

Make your siblings gaze at their casual expressions... and quickly return to their rugged faces.

Just go home.

"... yeah. Don't be impotent."

"I know."

Molly walks away from Percy and walks away with a dirty radish.

He strokes his face once with his soiled hands and Percy tries to make a bright voice.

"Hey, you've made me look embarrassed"

That's fast.

Have you built an excuse yet? This guy... he's used to spitting lies.

That's also a critical line of lies that don't get caught up in The Spirit's Judgement...

"You're right, this guy's not very sweet. But it tastes nostalgic to me. It's a habit to take this. Besides, it doesn't mean it's not sweet at all, does it?

Percy tells me as she plays the thin stem on her mouth with her fingers.

I guess you decided it was me if you were going to tell me.

"I've been poor since I was a kid. It was so sweet for me when I was there. You know that, don't you? He's got no money. He's got a twist."

It is communicated beforehand that he is a resident of District 42.

That's why "you'll see".

"So, well, you're not lying. You have to understand. No offense."

"Um, Mr. Yashiro..."

Ginette stares at me anxiously, apologizing to Percy.

I know. I'm not going to ruin things.

"No, I was just really curious. I was wondering if there were any special sugar cane in District 40, which has been sweet enough since before it grew. But you don't seem to be doing so well."

"Ha! There's no cane like that."

"Oh well. Too bad."

He grinned lightly and the air on the field softened only for a moment.

Then I was led to the sugar factory...................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

There was a line of sugar production lines, but there were no employees there, and it was quiet.

"I'm sorry. I really wanted to show you the work landscape, but I don't think sugar cane came in. The factory's closed today."

An elongated desk, a large camad, and a giant pot in a workplace as large as the gymnasium are lined up in a narrow area with devices that I don't know much about.

All of them are on standby now.

"How long hasn't sugar cane been in here?

"Have you been mad at the nobleman for three months now?

Percy says with a pioneering face.

Three months........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... Lately...... that's what I feel such slight warmth like I was starting a ton of fire here until yesterday.

Besides, the tools are too pretty.

The factory's closed, but you're going to clean it? Inside such a big factory, just my siblings? Or are the employees at work and cleaning even if the factory stops?

Impossible.

The conclusion is one.

This factory was operational. Yesterday...... at least it hasn't been three days since we stopped.

Percy's trying to hide it.

"Even with a big factory like this, what you're doing is simple."

Percy gives me an explanation as I walk around the factory.

"Shredding sugar cane, collecting juice, heating it up, making crystals, taking impurities and heating it up again, filtering it, crystallizing it... if you do that over and over again, it's going to be sugar"

The manufacturing process is surprisingly simple.

However, there is a need for technology, which cannot be imitated by amateurs.

With all this equipment, it's the first time it's possible.

So it's okay to teach others.

I can't steal technology.

"And, well, that's the place, do you have any questions?

"If you can't see the work, you can't ask me any more."

"That's right. That was a bad time."

"Not at all. Let's say I come back out. Ginette."

"Yes."

"Shall we?"

"Yes."

Deciding it made no sense to stay here like this, I decided to take Ginette and leave the factory.

"I'm sorry I couldn't show you the big deal."

"No, they showed me something nice."

Percy with a horrible look somewhere.

We shook hands one last time, and we left the sugar factory.

Leave the factory...... hide yourself immediately.

"Um... Mr. Yashiro"

"Too many strange things."

"Right."

Hide yourself in the shadows of the alley, where the sugar factory can see you.

That factory has some secrets.

And Percy was desperately trying to hide it.

Too many lies.

"First, those radishes."

"Yes, if you want to preserve radishes, it is better not to drop the soil for longer. Besides, leaves suck radish moisture, so it's common sense to cut them and then save them."

"Besides, I put him to sleep and saved him."

Elongated root vegetables like radishes and carrots should be put up and preserved.

Can you say you just didn't have the knowledge?

I can't believe my brothers and sisters, who are poor and have trouble eating, don't know how to store food.

"And the decisive thing is the muddy hands"

Percy's hands were dirty in the dirt.

"But that's because I've been pulling out radishes. So what?

"Ginette. What do you do when you pull out the radishes?

"How about..."

Ginette also grows radishes in her home garden.

It reminds me of when I pulled out that radish, and I gesture and answer my question.

"Take the base of the leaves and pull the roots of the radishes together with the soil as they rotate to the left"

The radishes extend their roots' while spinning 'to follow the sun. I mean, he's stung in the dirt with a clockwise twist like a drill or screw.... naturally not so twisted as to be visible to the naked eye.

For this reason, rotating the radishes counterclockwise so as to grittily press the soil with the base of the leaves makes it easy to pull them out.

"A spoon."

"Right. That makes it easier to get out."

"So, when do the hands that had the base of the leaves get dirty?

"Ahhh!?

Percy's hand was' too dirty 'in the dirt.

"Didn't you pay for the dirt on the radishes?

"Once upon a time, dirt on radishes. You didn't pay for it."

"Yes... then dig the dirt with your hands..."

"He's been poor since he was a kid and he's been in the home garden, doesn't he know one way to unplug radishes?

"... that's weird"

"Besides, he wasn't used to having mud on his hands"

He touched his head unconstitutionally or defiled my clothes because he hasn't done anything muddy on his hands in a long time. What he didn't and shouldn't do when the mud came on wasn't in his head.

"That's enough evidence to think he's been muddy on his hands with the wax."

"I see..."

I mean, Percy's never worked in a field before.

Probably left it up to my sister.

Yet I even let him play a play as if he had pulled it out.

That was probably a trick to make us think that there was no money in this sugar factory.

I don't know why I did that...... there's only one answer.

I don't want others to know, because there are ways to make a profit.

Inside the factory, it felt like it had suddenly shut down what was running.

These guys make sugar.

But for some reason, he doesn't want us to know that.

If we figure that out, we might be able to get some sugar.

I might be able to find a 'trigger' that I thought I might not be able to find.

With that in mind, I was looking at the sugar factory.