Isekai Sagishi no Consulting

"This way, please."

"Thanks"

Walk gracefully through the calm atmosphere of the store, guided by a well-faced waiter.

I came to my favorite coffee shop, luxury. Because eating cake here was also one of my purposes.

It was the only popular store and they waited nearly two hours to get in.

The sky is getting deeper into the evening, about to be the night soon.

But it's not such a half-breed thing to give up in queues or so, my sweet soul!

This sense of superiority when the order comes and is guided into the store. This fulfilled feeling writes off the hardship of waiting.

... I'm just curious that some of the guys were in and out of the store with butterflies just before I entered the store... did some nobleman force them through and out of order... no, but I feel like they were going around the back... vendors? Oh, you ran out of ingredients and rushed to ask for extra...?

Well, I can't help thinking about it. Wouldn't that be nice? Because this is how my order came around.

The seats passed were very good seats in the back of the store and by the window.

It's a great place to calm down and eat cake on your own.

Looking next door, a pair of girls were eating cake. I hope you're this lady, or she's wearing tailored clothes. They both look young, but they come to this luxury, so I guess they're quite wealthy.

One is a young girl with tiger patterned cat ears. You look old enough to say you're a toddler.... although I feel too faceless for it.

The other one is............... kind of a normal girl. I don't have any features like this.

It's just that when I did it and that voice caught my ear.

"Hmm... the cake here is not good"

"… all works"

Huh!?

What are you talking about, you little girls?

Is it stupid not to know how delicious the cake is here? Are you nuts!?

Well, I guess your kids don't understand that noble flavor, I'm sorry.

"Me, the cake I had in the 42nd Ward was better. What a name... Look, it sounds kind of warm..."

"...... Yangdu Pavilion"

"Yes, yes! Yes, the Yang Ma Pavilion! Everybody loves the Yang Deception Pavilion! Your name that makes me want to say it, Yang Maori Pavilion! Shrimp Buddy Say Yang Deception Pavilion!

"... Loretta, it's too much"

"Ha... sorry"

Emotionless tiger ear girl stares at me, normal girl blushes shoulder.

It's definitely too much. Most importantly, it stays in my ear because when my voice does, it passes.

...... Yang Daiju Pavilion? It's like I've heard it somewhere............... oh, it's me. Certainly a mermaid I met at the gate spoke the name of the store.

"If you're going to the 42nd arrondissement, I recommend the Yangdu Pavilion ~ " -.

... Is it that good?

No, but I can't believe it tastes better than the cake here...

"... Loretta"

"What is it, Magda?

"... in a nutshell, how does it feel to describe the deliciousness of the cake in the Yangdu Pavilion?

"That's right... Kohon... first and foremost I have a dream. Sweets should be that kind of food, where women can be residents of the world of their dreams. Pretty looking first. Shortcake coated with bright white cream and decorated with bright red fruit on top. A golden cheese soufflé wrapped around glowing amum jam. A heart-hating production Mont Blanc with a calm shade but thinly intertwined cream that gives a cute yet fashionable look...... First of all, I'm not impressed when it's transported to the table. And the sweet fragrance that drifts in the store...... its sweet fragrance flutters when the cake comes in front of you, the maiden's heart is the cum. And I'm going to take the fork, but if you're a maiden here, everyone goes to one grid. Yes! 'It's a waste of time to break it' is a grid! Cake so complete by then. However, to the sweet flavor stuffed in it, the maiden's gritto also took root and stabbed a fork............ at that moment, that soft feeling of 'fluffiness' that passes into her hands. Sponge cake is what I used to say, exactly sponge...... no, it's like poking a bright white cloud floating in the sky with a fork, such a dream feeling coming from your arms to your whole body. And finally, I carry the cake to my mouth... my heart is already filled with eyes... you will laugh at yourself with your nose for thinking so. That emotion right after you sip the cake, in your mouth...... satisfaction...... and the happiness you have to thank for being born in this world. Once you know that, you can't do other cakes or anything else in your mouth. Sweet. Yeah, it's sweet. But that sweetness isn't just simple sweetness, it's happy sweetness. I was so tearful when I first ate the cake that I said, 'Oh, this is the taste of my dreams I've dreamed of since I was a kid.' Fluffy sponges melt fluffy in your mouth, sweet raw cream passes smoothly over your tongue… and sweetness spreads throughout your body… changing the color of the world. Breathe in, the air is sweet. Everything in your eyes shines brightly in colour..................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"... Loretta"

"Ha, yes!? What is it?"

"... in a word"

"Ahhh...... ah, anyway, it tastes happy! It's maiden food! It's staple food!"

"... I see. You should definitely try that. Girls who have never eaten are disqualified as maidens"

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They say such food exists!?

Well then, it's like it tastes better than a cake of luxury... no way that's happening...

"... Speaking of which, there are rumors that the lord of the forty districts and the lady of the woody guild are going to have a special carriage out tonight"

"Oh, I heard that, too. Anything... uh... 'They have a special cake for a limited time, and that, oh, my God, ends by today'."

"... it seems so delicious among stylish women that they can't die without eating"

"Ah, I wanted to eat ~! But I can't make it anymore ~! From now on, I won't make it unless it's also a carriage ~!"

Oh, no!?

I can't believe such a delicious cake was till today!?

Damn! Why didn't I go to the Yang Deception Pavilion when I said I was in District 42 until just now...................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... No, no, calm down, me.

That's just their opinion, that kid, and there's no guarantee that I can eat and be satisfied... yes. I'm here for the cake… I'm here for this luxury cake.

Nothing gets lost. I want what I want...

"Customer"

That's when the owner chef of this store, Mr. Pompeo, came to my seat.

What!? Why!? Owner chef himself!?

By the way, I know his name because I'm a big fan of him. Adult charm, elegant smile. It's my dstrike.

Such a nice owner chef is talking to me.... Yu, it's like a dream... after all, I'm glad you're here for luxury. There's nothing wrong with me...

"I'm sorry, but the cake just sold out and I can't serve it to customers anymore"

............................................. Huh?

"If you only serve drinks, it's possible."

"Uh... Ke, what about the cake?

"Sold out"

"Oh... no..."

It got dark in front of me. The cake... no?

"Oh? There's a carriage in front of the store..."

Mr. Pompeo peeks out the window. I look out the window when I get caught.

A very luxurious carriage stops. That, obviously, is a noble ride.

A blonde lady in a luxurious dress enters the carriage.

"Oh? That's Miss Imelda from the wooden guild."

Mr. Pompeo groans pompously.

... Oh, you're the lady from the wooden guild that Arre was talking about earlier... and that means that that carriage is headed to District 42...?

"That's right. I have a good face for a lady. If the customer wants to, can we talk about it specifically so they can get in that carriage?

"... Huh?

"There's also a cake shop in the 42nd arrondissement. Why don't you go over there tonight?

Mr. Pompeo, for my sake, speaks to the nobles... who I am, specially...?

"How about that?

"Be sure, please!

"Come here, then"

Escorted by sincere Mr. Pompeo, I move gracefully through luxury.

"I see. That customer must be a 'special' customer."

"... I'm so close to Mr. Pompeo, it's creepy."

"... Magda, there's enough to read a bar..."

"... yawns"

Phew, I feel comfortable with the look of envy.

Immersed in a sense of superiority, I went outside the store.

Contrary to the waiting time, the stay was very short.

But what is it? I'm a special customer.

Thus, a special I arrived at the Yang Ma Pavilion, a shop rumored to be swayed by a special carriage of nobles.

"............... what is it, here?

It was a lovely shop full of light when it came to the night.

The brick installed in the garden was just dazzling and glowing.

I can't believe these stores were in District 42...

"Welcome to the Yangdu Pavilion"

A beautiful girl with clerk-like boobs greets me at the store................ Big deal.

"Please, go inside the store. Hope you have a nice encounter......"

Guided by a smiling clerk, he steps into the store.

The interior,... well, normal, I guess.

But it's decorated with tons of flowers. It's like a garden. The store is full of sweet scents.

Get to your seat and look through the store.

Calm atmosphere. That's a good number of customers.

The clothes the customers are wearing, they all look fancy.

Daughter of nobility to the lord...... I guess it's the shop where people from that class come.

It's called a hidden shop.... This may have made a good discovery.

"Are you sure you want to order?

A while after I got to my seat, the clerk came to hear my order. In this store, the clerk seems to come to hear it. It seems that not having to stand up is kind of special treatment and I can immerse myself in the feeling of superiority.

"One cake for a limited time is him. And drinks."

"We have drinks on set. Choose from these teas"

Oh, my God... tea follows me on a set?

Besides, choose from four types... no, there are eight because there are hot and ice cream... and there are eight types of cake... this is an infinite combination... what, this store? Isn't that too high a grade?

"Well then... because it's normal"

Honestly, I don't know what kind of tea it is. Place an appropriate order................ Is this the way to order it? Wouldn't they laugh?

"Yes, I did. Now you have the Art Gray hot."

Good...... I think I passed it on.

The clerk is gone and leaks a ho breath.

I'm nervous...... that's the store where the lady from the 40th arrondissement rumors... even for that clerk, it puts a lot of pressure on me.

This is, I can't help it.

After a while, the aromatic tea was followed... by the cake I had been waiting for.

"Hey.................. what the heck is this................................................................?

That was exactly what I deserved to call a maiden staple, a dreamy cake.

A very cute look wrapped in pure white cream and coloured with bright red fruit and troll jams on top. A mint leaf is placed on top of the cake, which again irritates the maiden mind. Mint chewed as hard as he could when he realized, "Damn!? Wow, sooo sooo!? ♪ Wasn't it a leaf to be ♪ You were such a loving leaf, you were.

And with a fork in my hand, a thorn............ fluff.

Oh...... what those ladies were saying was true. It feels so comfortable, for the first time.

Reduce the loud beat and finally take a sip...... carry it to your mouth.

".................. Hmm!?

Ah.........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

Yummy! Yummy! This is so delicious.

Compared to this, a piece of luxury cake is a piece of bread!

Oh my God... that cake that I assumed was the best in the world was just sweet bread.

"This is... cake..."

I carry my second bite into my mouth with my trembling hands............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

Delicious. And... happiness... this is the taste of happiness...

And, at that time, a guy with a bad eye from the kitchen, a small villain, and a look like, "Ahhh, I guess I'm pretty handsome myself even though this guy's not hot," popped up in a hurry.

The atmosphere in the corner smashed.

Itai man...... i wish itamen would vanish from the world.

Ignoring the Itemen, when I tried to eat the third bite, that Itemen came before me at times.

... hey, what? What the fuck?

"Sir, we apologize!

"... Huh?

"Wrong for a limited time special cake, I served a fierce poison cake"

"Buuuuuu!?

Something I don't know came up from my body and stuck in my trachea. I can't stop coughing with Goho.

What did he just say?

also, fierce poison!? This cake!?

There's no way that's stupid. So sweet!?

"Ooh! Oops!... Stop joking! Ooh... Ooh! I'm gonna get mad at you!

"I'm not kidding!

Itamen looked very serious, looked very anxious, and began to give this explanation.

"This cake... is a very dangerous cake that is only used with something fiercely poisonous, so vicious that even chefs are reluctant to touch it that if you take one bite, you will die a month later, and if you take two bites, you will surely go to the afterlife in a whole day. Extremely dangerous, a horrible cake called the most powerful and worst piece of poison the whole world has admitted, 'Oi, you can't eat that'... it's a fierce cake for short!

"Why would something like that come out wrong!? In the first place, it's not weird in itself to have it here!

So, this is harassment, huh?

Sometimes, right? To protect the character of the store, for some reason, the store wants to kick out customers who have fallen short of character... ahhh, is that right? Is that the kind of store you have here?

"This is ridiculous. I'm not leaving."

I ignored Itamen and tried to eat a third bite... but Itamen grabbed me disappointed by my arm with a fork.

"Hey! You can't eat that! Don't touch me, you moron!

"You can scold me for anything! But! The moment I ate my third bite... the customer..."

"... what will happen...?

To my question… Itamen, did not answer.

I just took my gaze off with a crying face and leaned down.... Are you kidding me?

"... if you don't believe my words... please, use The Judgement of the Spirit"

Itamen says, without looking at me. Itamen's arm, grabbing her arm, is trembling in small pieces.

That would be so. What the inhabitants of this city fear the most - that is the judgment of the Spirit.... you want me to use that?

"Fine. I'll use it for you. If you admit it's a lie, now's the time, right?

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Itamen answers nothing.

... I can't help it.

Breathe, I stretch my arms and point at Itamen.

"The Judgement of the Spirit!

As soon as possible, a pale light envelops the entire body of Itamen.

Hmm. Be a frog and reflect...

"............... lying, right?

But Itamen never became a frog.

Even after the fading light disappeared in a matter of seconds, Itamen stood before me, leaning down, unchanged.

... That means...

"Ho, really......... fierce poison cake, is it?

"... sorry"

"I'm sorry, too!

Me............... are you dying?

I'm not kidding!

Why, with this!?

"Oh, um... Huh!

There, an earlier breast pump clerk comes running.

"I don't need to pay for this mess..."

"You think you can do that!? What are you gonna do!? What are you gonna do?

I don't like it... I absolutely don't like dying!

"……… mushrooms…"

"What?"

As I leaned down, Itamen wanted something.

What the fuck?

If you have something to say, make it clear!

"Or if you have dried mushrooms, you can purify them!

"Dry mushrooms!?

What is this guy talking about!?

"Whatever the customer says will be ejected into the body with dietary fiber contained in mushrooms! Now...... Later, if you can powder the dried mushrooms by noon tomorrow and drink about 400 grams, you may be able to purify them!

Oh my god, where the hell is that thing.............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"Redhead..............."

"... Customer?

"The red-haired girl!

That's right!

That pill I sold to the red-haired girl today! That powder is powdered mushrooms that can be picked in my town!

The amount is just 400 grams too!

Is this fate? No, I don't care about that!

If I had said that that red hair was for today and had even one bottle......

"I can't do this!

We have to find that red-haired girl right now and retrieve everything!

"Hey, itamen!

"I...... itamen?

Itamen pulls her face apart.

What the heck? You're dodgy and guzzy. That would be enough for you to be a jerk!?

"I don't know any red-haired girls around here!?

"Redhead................................................................................................................................."

"Remember! She's so sad with her breasts!

"Oh, if that's the case, I'd like to know!

"Why do you remind me of that word? Say!?

"Ma'am! It's still early! Quickly hide!

For a moment now, I feel like the area near the entrance has become noisy... but I don't care about that now!

"If you have any idea, tell me where that woman is!

"Actually. The woman has an appointment today after this........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

Itamen says why she skips words so far away.

This guy... are you making fun of me? You want to eat a hell of a kakato drop?

The entrance to the dining room opened as I set my sights on Itamen's tweezers.

"Ah, rumors."

Itamen's gaze turns toward the entrance, and I turn my gaze to follow her, too.

There she was, a very beautiful young lady from a good house, able to follow a made-up that looked high in format in black. Wearing a brilliant dress, he enters the store in a thorough foothold.

I do have red hair, but I'm not looking for such a beauty............ and my gaze turned to the chest of the lady in the good house...... I was flashed.

My chest was sadly flat. It's so illusory that I think it's slightly decided...

That chest... That vertical bust...

"Ah, you!

I was running out unexpectedly.

Then he took the hand of the red-haired girl and tried to sue her hard.

"Hey, you remember me!? You saw him today!?

"Oh. Are you, then...? We're out of time."

"Say hello like that! Hey, you haven't used one yet, have you?

"Yep. I've been trying to take the first bottle since I got the cake here."

"Great! I'm sorry, but that pill, it gives me all back!? I really need it!

"Even if they say so..."

"Please! I'll give you the money back in full!

"But..."

Oh, no more! irritating!

What the fuck!? I'm not just telling you to give me back what I sold!

What's the problem!

"I bought a hope for the future, and if you want to take it away, you have to pay the price..."

"Huh!? What, are you gonna take the money? It's my medicine!?

"Currently, it's 'my' medicine. If that's not possible, the negotiations can be a breakdown. I want to see hope."

"You know what! I'll tell you what, Ally, it doesn't work at all!

"That's not true."

"I do! I'm telling you, I'm sure!

"But the Spirit's Judgment did not judge that way,"

"That one, don't get caught up in The Judgement of the Spirit..."

And that's all I said, a knife poked right in front of me.

"Become!? What the fuck!?

Jumping away unexpectedly. And a maid seemingly formatted to shelter the red-haired girl had a knife.

"I'm listening to you, and it sounds like... you're saying 'you scammed the lady'?

"Ugh..."

Shit. Have we talked too much extra...

"If that is the case...... you will stick your daughter out to the presiding court as the one who worked the wolf and get the punishment she deserves. The crime of defrauding a child of a good family is probably… a death sentence."

"Do it! Chi, no! I can't believe it's a scam! No, I'm not! Um, does your physique change the effect...!

"Then it might work for the lady,"

"So, not... oh, no more! All right, man! I'll buy it out! I'll buy all your hopes out of every pill!

"Now it will be 40,000 RB"

"Hee... Huh!?

This lady...... are you nuts?

"40,000 RB is..., not double the selling price!?

"Yes. Is that what it is?

"What is it..."

"So the negotiation means a breakdown..."

"Okay! I'll pay!

That's right!

All you have to do is make up for this loss to this idiot who made a stupid mistake!

Combined with the reparations for the pain, I'll even crush you to the bone marrow! Ha-ha-ha...

"... three... forty thousand or so. I did, I did."

"Come on, give me all that medicine!

Anyway, detoxify it! When you're done detoxifying it, have a good time...

"No, I'm glad"

Itamen makes a dumb voice that caresses her nerves backwards.

...... Ilah!

"What was so good about it!? This one's dying, I'm gonna lose a lot...... Huh! Look at that! I'll make it up to you!

"Hmm? Why are you breaking in?

"'You'...? Hey, I'm not kidding!? What do you mean, break it in? What kind of nerve are you!?

"So don't break it in."

Stuffing me ramblingly pushing me away with my arms, Itamen walks in front of the red-haired girl.

"Good for you, Estella." They told me it was just dry mushroom powder, a secret medicine for breast augmentation, and they tricked me into taking the money back. "

..................... Huh?

"Besides, 'you can even take back Marsha's share of the loss of the Sea Fishing Alliance, which she suffered by misusing the card she gave you as her smudging bill'"

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"Besides, 'the cost of getting two seats open in luxury, the cost of the cake I bought to make it sell out, and the cost of chartering a dedicated carriage for the Lords of the Forty Districts, oh yes, I could also charge the fare for having one ordinary person there'"

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"Mr. Yashiro."

The lady of the wooden guild rises, hands on her hips and speaks with dignity.

"Don't forget to pay for this special trip and super premium appearance of Imelda Javier, the big star of the wooden guild!

"Oh, yes, yes." Well, then, including that. "

... Itamen turns around and looks back at me.

With a very evil grin...

"Coupled with the first 20,000 RB, it's a tight 40,000 RB. Maido."

"You... you..."

"Oh, yeah, yeah. Like our manager said, don't pay for the cake here."

Store manager...... that boob girl...............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"Who are you!? You knew everything from the beginning!?

Are you saying it was all a lie...? But I decided that 'The Judgement of the Spirit' had no lies in Itamen's words... I don't know. What is a lie and what is true...

My heart pounds.

I feel like I can't breathe.

Is this the effect of poison? Or are you out of your mind?

Trying to figure out the truth, I stare at Itamen.

Emotions, tricks, voices… do not overlook any minor changes and instantly absorb the other person's emotions. That's what a top con man is.

As much as this guy thinks... if it touches my observation eyes...

"Is it also a lie that the cake was poisoned?

Affirmative or negative?

Either way, let me know what you think.

That would expose what you're thinking...

But Itamen just smiled softly.

.................. I can't read it.

I don't know what this guy is thinking... it's like I don't know.

The chills cover the whole body.... I think I'm going to throw up, I feel sick coming in.

"... hey. Drink mushrooms and you'll be fine."

"-!?

Is that a warning? Taunton?

Damn it! Don't be silly!

You mean everything was exactly what this guy thought!?

I was just dancing on this guy's palm!?

"Where the hell was this all about how you worked out!?

The fact that the lady in the wooden guild is a guru, from the 40th arrondissement?

... No, because it's odd what Mr. Pompeo said in luxury... the carriage arrived in front of the store in such a timely manner...... Ha!? Speaking of which, it's like a carriage arrived before I entered the store and Doya Doya and people ran in through the back door......

"Well, I don't even have to be kind enough to explain everything to you... just one thing, I'll tell you a good thing"

Itamen turns to me gutsy and whispers in her ear. It sounds quiet and well...... with a horrible voice that pierces the eardrum......

"Don't play with me in my territory as you please... you third class"

Uncomfortable, he withdrew.

My body flew backwards, like a conditional reflex.

Hit the table and a fierce noise sounds.

My ears poured in my voice are hot... my tympanic membrane is hurting............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

This guy is a top con man...

My eyes, they're not normal.

The aura that emits is different.

How could you not have noticed that before?

No, no... I've been 'deceived' so far...

This first-rate person was deceived into saying that he was an ordinary person...

Scammers hate being vandalized their territory more than anything else. Sometimes... taking a life...

- Zoku!

A chill ran on my spine as soon as I could.

... No. To this guy... don't defy this leading con man... he won't be able to live in this world...

"Me, me... me... hey... kay, ru..."

No, I can't speak...

"Right. Are you leaving?"

"Hi...... Huh!?

This man's voice chops my heart like a murder weapon...

"Welcome home, sir. Drop me off."

"Yes, then, come here"

Aww... how warm this guy is... can you get me out of this horrible place............ Yang Dai Pavilion Store Manager...... at least I just wanted to know your name......

"... well, you did"

With trembling feet, I creep through the store door.

It was totally night outside and the wind was cold.

..................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... Alive, got out............

"Oh, um..."

I want to leave this place as soon as possible, though I flutter. The manager of the Yangdu Pavilion calls me off like that.

Looking back, the manager looks at this one with a slightly lonely face.

"If you don't mind…, please come back to the store. At that time, I will entertain you with my whole body."

That said, I bent my hips at right angles and lowered my head deeply.

"Thank you"

.................. no. Too different in character.

There is no way we can be enemies...... like this, 'a store like two buckets of stuff'...... too much for me right now.

But...

"If I could be the person this store deserves..."

When that happens...

"Sorry to bother you again."

"Yes, we look forward to seeing you again"

I was dropped off by a warm smile, brighter than the moon floating in the night sky, as if it were the sun, and I left the store behind.

I have vague memories from it, but when I realized I was back at my parents' house.

Still, the only thing I remember clearly... is that that cake was the best...

"Oh... well now, let's inherit from my parents' mushroom cultivation..."

That encounter was so shocking that I thought about it.

Another day... so I can eat that cake... I...

"Alright!" she said! Ka-chan! I need to talk to you for a second.

- Meanwhile, the Yang Deception Pavilion after that.

Yashiro: "Hey, Magda. Bring me a table, will you?"

Magda "... thought I'd say that, already here"

Yashiro: "I'm so comfortable, you... come on"

Magda "... you can stroke it"

Yashiro: "... Yeah, when this is over? I'm already up there."

Womalo: "Mr. Yashiro, what are you doing?

Yashiro: "Hmm? Yeah, I thought I'd take off the bills on the new, ultra-limited menu."

Umaro "What!? Is that what happened? I wanted to try it. Shh... what menu was that?

Yashiro: "Here it is, here it is. Can you read it?"

Umaro "Ugh!? Smaller lettering hey................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

Yashiro: "It's a cake I made. Whatever you name it, it's my freedom."

Womalo: "That's right. What a suck... but the taste is too much..."

Yashiro: "What are you talking about? When I came up with this name, I thought I was a genius."

Umaro "Eh..."

Yashiro: "If it weren't for this name, that crook wouldn't have caught me."

Womalo: "Oh, that's the cakess then. Convinced."

Magda: "... Yashiro didn't become a frog when he was called The Judgement of the Spirit because he just uttered the official name of this cake"

Yashiro: "Besides, there was a bill here for proof that it existed as a proper menu. Pretty fair, huh?

WOMARO "... write in such a small letter, fair or nothing..."

Yashiro: "Because you. You can't just write on a big bill if this guy does it, can you? When I tried to fit it in the same size, it came in this size 'naturally'."

Womalo: "... nature and... ssss?

Yashiro: "So, well. I can't help you with this bill today."

Womalo: "By the way..., you didn't really use the fierce poison, did you, sss?

Yashiro: "Naturally! I'm the most unforgivable guy to play with food! Next on the rear charge!

Womalo: "Isn't that the best, sss!?

Magda "... at that time, Oomaro worked hard too"

Umaro: "Mmm-hmm! Magda Tan praised me!? Cheap suss! I just asked you to get on the 40th arrondissement in the carriage and open your seat in Pompeo and hit a play for me!

Magda "... thanks to you, I was able to direct that con artist to the Yang Dai Pavilion"

Womalo "Magda Tan's act was glowing, so ssss!

Magda "... That's about it, normal"

Womalo: "I'm attracted to humility, I'm paralyzed!

Magda "... if you say it's glowing, Wendy was handy too"

Umaro "Ah. Looking for a cheater who doesn't know his face is marked with Mr. Wendy's luminescent paint."

Magda "... Thanks to Wendy touching the con man at the carriage stop, the con man's hand was glowing in the dark. They found him right away."

Womalo: "I don't know what's going to help. It's a mess."

Yashiro: "Okay, I don't need this bill anymore, I'll do it to Oomaro. Decorate your room to commemorate."

WOMARO: Wow... I don't really need it, sss... "

Yashiro: "Magda, take the nail off me"

Magda "... thought I'd say so, here"

Yashiro: "Don't be serious, Magda is"

Magda "... you can stroke it"

Yashiro: "Yeah... so when this is over"

Womalo: "So, what kind of cake is this, really?

Yashiro: "The inside look is a regular strawberry rare cheesecake."

Oomaro: "Sounds delicious!

Magda "... Want some? Umaro worked hard, so you can offer it for a special period of time"

Womalo: "Is that true!?

Magda "... you should eat to death... 'Toxic Cake'..."

WOMARO "... Something tells me that............ I don't want to shy away"

Yashiro: "I'm not really poisoned, so don't worry. I'm not gonna die eating till I die."

WOMARO: "No... if you eat till you die, you're dead, aren't you?!?

Yashiro: "Eat up and contribute to sales"

Umaro: "But there's too much sweet stuff. It's poisonous in some ways, isn't it? cholesterol."

Yashiro: "Hey, if you have to, you'll be fine if you eat mushrooms"

Womalo: "What the fuck, that? Mushrooms?"

Yashiro: "Dietary fiber in mushrooms drains overdose of cholesterol out of your body... you have to eat too much like an idiot. It's not a problem."

Womalo: "Oh, that's not just about cake, is it, sss?"

Yashiro: "Things are like saying.........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

Magda "... good luck"

Umaro: "So, uh. What am I supposed to do with this bill, sss?

Yashiro: "Come on, work hard today!

Womalo: "Oh, ignore me..."

Magda "... Yashiro"

Yashiro: "What's up?

Magda "………………………"

Yashiro: "............ ok. Head loan."

Magda "... Hmm"

Yashiro: "Yes, and mundane."

Magda "... Mmm-hmm!

Umaro "Ahhh! I'm muffled, Magda. Tan, seriously, Angel Sz!

- Thus, the con plot of an exotic con man was defeated by Yashiro.

Exotic con artists seem to have revamped too, congratulations...

Estella "...... ha"

- Oh, I have a feeling it's going to last just a little longer...