Isekai Sagishi no Consulting

Imelda and I walk on a fine path illuminated by light.

"Beautiful..."

Imelda dropping words like whining.

In a world of contrasting light and darkness, Imelda's neat face adds more artistry. Look at the side that is even mysterious and feel a little uncomfortable. Guess it's because of the huge gap with the usual selfishness.

"Wax, this is how I wanted to walk down this road."

He looks back at me and turns to a fluffy, soft grin.

If you'd done that from time to time, I'd be able to say it without having to argue with a beauty without a clue.

"What is it? Look funny."

"This face was born"

Imelda peeking into my face lit up just a little bit.

'Cause you will. In terms of faces alone, the men of one district are so beautiful that they become obsessed. Well, then the destructive power isn't a hammer. It's also such an atmospheric night lane for both of us... besides, if you tell me this guy relies on me... I'm going to be somewhat conscious. Somewhat.

"You're a strange man."

Was there something wrong with my reaction, Imelda nibbles laughter.

"Did you see your face for what it was?

I tilt my neck and stare at it like it looks up sideways.

I feel that way, like my older sister is telling me.

"That's what this wasp says, so be confident," he said....... Hmm. I want you to stop doing that because I have trouble reacting.

"Yikes!?

Suddenly, Imelda screamed and jumped at me.

Hey, hey, hey, hey. Ten millimeters in diameter!... No, what are you talking about? Hey, I'm a little tempered. No, I'm tempered.

What!? Why suddenly!?

What a sign of intent!? Oh, here!?

"... Mm, wormless!

"... mum?

"It's a bug! 'Boone' in my ear right now!

.................................... Ha.

Well, there 'll be about a bug.

You're a city boy...

"I think it's more dangerous to hug a man than the bugs in here?

"To?"

It seems that Imelda realized her recklessness by kindly telling her what was going on.

The electric heat wire twitches and dyes the face red so that it turns up the heat.

"Here, here, this is... Shield, wow!

"Who's the shield, here"

I guess there's an intersection of embarrassment and desire to jump away and fear of insects and not want to leave... Imelda is kind of making funny moves over and over again.

"Heh, it's just the two of us, so you don't need to be able to light it up. Mr. Yashiro, protect the wasps."

"No, no, no..."

I'm not you and this soldier, and I want you to refrain from acting lightly and recklessly because you're alone.

You calmed down a little with your petty mouth, Imelda slowly let go of me.

But only the hands are tightly connected.... Hey, girl. You're a little more embarrassed...

"Um... just my hands......... nice to meet you?

............... what the heck. Are you seriously scared?

I can't help it.

"Hey, hey. Let me protect you, lady."

"Great. That's a good idea."

Imelda reluctantly grabs my hand, back-to-back with the magnificent word. To the feel of that hand, somehow, I was in such a mood that I was entrusted to babysit the little girl.

"Look at that. Take this beautiful path of light..."

A lighted path lined with bricks that emit accumulated light.

Its path, which extends far away, seemed to float in the dark night, a fantastic sight that would make me think that if I could walk through the river of heaven, it might look like this.

"It's strange..............."

It is often the case that a selfish all-you-can-do young lady sees these beautiful sights and is bewildered by the new emotions that have sprouted in her.

I'm sure this guy too...

"I wonder how it glows."

"I told you!?

Surprised.

To make the branch of the Wooddust Guild where it is now, I have tried so hard to repeat my presentation to this guy, to this woman in front of me now, to Imelda herself, like no other.

Naturally, both this light path and its necessary brick of light were properly explained.

Did this guy not understand any of them at all!?

"Well, if it's beautiful, it doesn't matter what the principles are."

Seriously... this guy, are you serious...

"You're not listening to me. I see."

"Oh. I'm listening, aren't I? You think the new cake's rare cheesecake is delicious, or you're letting Becco make something interesting again?"

"... I didn't tell you around there, did I? How do you know that?

Trade secrets that have not yet been published anywhere before implementation...

"Oh ho. Who do you think the wasp is? It's a wasp, isn't it?

The same would not be true of texts so little information in the world.

Mr. Becco told me.

"All right, all right. He needs to be punished. Thanks for the info."

Next time, I'm like, "Oh, is this just too expensive a technology to ask for?" I'll let you do your job for free, which I've been reluctant to do. Leaks of trade secrets should be punished with severe penalties.

"I see you, my new wasp home."

Woody Guild District 42 branch rising in the darkness of the night. A luxurious building in the centre of it.

This is Imelda's new home.

There are Imelda and rooms for families when they arrive, rooms, and rooms for some very close service. The others seem to live in dormitories in remote places.

But Imelda's family - in short, guild chief Stuart Javier has a job in the fortieth arrondissement and rarely comes here, and so will visitors.

I mean, it's basically a mansion for Imelda to live alone.

... what a luxurious solitary life. One room would be fine.

This time it became a vendetta.

"Isn't that a nice mansion?

"Really. Wow, good luck with that."

"The wasp also participated in the design, didn't he?

He said he had a hard time getting tea in from the side.

"It's worth it, it's a beautiful building!

The mouth of a lady obsessed with beauty would have been under considerable pressure.

Oomaro. I'll make you a big meal next time. At least it's hard work.

"But that's it."

"Hmm?"

A glowing brick is installed in the main area, illuminating a beautiful building.

Imelda squeaks as she looks up at the mansion, which creates a floating away atmosphere.

"Seeing you lighted up like this, it's kind of..."

I don't know...

".................. you're scared"

Exactly. I was just thinking the same thing.

It is illuminated by the lights from the bottom and brings up a creepy shadow.

Would it be easy to understand when it comes to spookiness like when you lit a flashlight from under your face?

Anyway, it's kind of, like, "Dwow... n" kind of atmosphere.

Besides, it also looks like ruins because there are no signs of people...

Seriously, I'm scared...

"Well, I, don't go home"

"You can't!? I'm never leaving today. Shit!

"Don't flatter the young maiden with a line!

"Whether it's hard or unethical, I'm never going home today!

I tried to wield my arms with all my might, but the enemy too, I guess I'm sure that life will end when I'm abandoned here, clinging to my arms with more than my full strength.

Where in this thin arm is such a force hidden... of such a thin arm... Po Yan... Ah, soft.

Imelda hugging my arm with both arms. Naturally, a huge swelling in my arm pushed me at all costs... and I decided to surrender unconditionally.

That's why the abandoned house... the expedition stepped into the newly built mansion... Oh, no, I'm not an expedition, but I feel something like that.

"The floor just won't stick."

"There's no way. It's a new building, right?

You're gonna stick around, aren't you?

Scary is scary, isn't it?

"Anyway, let's just go to the bedroom"

"Shame on you!?

"Do something disgraceful!

"I can't believe this is the first woman's house I've ever visited and I went straight to my bedroom without even stopping in the living room... I can't even put it in the gentleman's wind!

"What can I do for you in this dark mansion living room! Just go to sleep and finish the day!

If this guy sleeps, I can sleep too.

If you sleep and wake up, it's morning. The world is surrounded by light.

Oh, I can't wait for the sun. I miss the sunshine in the morning, but I miss the sunshine.

"So... at least take a bath..."

"In this darkness... be patient today."

"No!? I'm new to wax!?

"... 'It's about putting a man in the bedroom', isn't it? Nothing more is going to happen, so I really need you to sleep with me today..."

It's already dark. I'm scared.

If you don't go to bed soon, what are you gonna do if you want to go to the bathroom? You don't even have Magda today, do you?

Oh,... I'm anxious to have no beast hands.

A man? That's, like, just hairy. What's it worth in your hand?

What we need is the hand of the beast. I'd like to borrow a cat's hand, truthfully.

Continue down the hallway to the back of the mansion.

Up a wide staircase, the deepest part of the second floor. The most spectacular south facing room. That's Imelda's bedroom.

There seems to be a clothing room and an office room by the bedroom, and it looks like there's a private space in Imelda around here.

"I'll turn the lights on."

That's what he said and he was being brought in beforehand. Imelda starts looking for the luggage that stays boxed.... but.

"There is no..."

Ooh...

Naturally if you think about it. There's no way Imelda's bringing the groceries she needs for the mansion. That's what the foreman brings in.

"Well, I'm just going to bed today. If you have a futon, that's enough."

Fortunately, the beds in the bedroom seem to be ready for use.

... but there is no reason to know if there are other beds available.

Well, you can sleep on the floor, even me.

"Oh, good for you. I brought bedding."

Imelda pulls a fluffy, adorable negligee out of her luggage.

You're sleeping in that kind of thing.

"Well, I'll get dressed, so please leave often"

"Ha!?

"No, 'Huh!?'... wax, you're going to change!?

What does that mean?

Am I waiting in that dark, strangely long hallway until you're done dressing?

You know how scared you are of long hallways you can't see ahead!?

... what if I hear footsteps that pull me over or something...

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"Ahhhhhhhhh!"

"Duh, what's wrong, suddenly!?

I'm scared just imagining it!

I can't! Super impossible! Absolutely not!

"You, get dressed and go straight to sleep!

"I don't like it! Wax, you can't sleep without this sleepwear!

"If you go in the futon and meditate your eyes, you can sleep!

"I can't!

"This is the one I can't do!

"What is!? I just need you to wait in the hallway for a little while."

"That's what I can't do! Listen... stay in the long, invisible hallway ahead... what if..."

I tell you the scary imagination that just occurred to me.

"No, no, no, no!

"Become!? That would happen!?

Imelda looks blue and puts tears in her eyes.

"So, so, but... wax, I still need to get dressed..."

Goddamn it, you strong bastard!

"Okay...... if that's all you have to say. Let's go out in the hallway..."

"Is it true? Do you mind?

"Except... I'll be home as soon as I'm scared"

"Wait!

Imelda clings to my hips trying to leave the room.

"Somehow, somehow, but as soon as I left the room, I felt like I was going straight outside. Wow!

Of course! Because I'm already scared!

"Wow... I get it"

Phew... you got it.

"But... while you're dressed, please turn around."

".............................. hmm?

Shizuru...... and I can hear the clothes rubbing.

"What!? Wait a minute! Are you going to change in front of me!?

"Not in front of you! Behind you! Mr. Yashiro shouldn't turn around! You'll take responsibility when you're ready!?

Seriously!?

Are you serious?!?

With the door facing me, I was driven into a situation where I couldn't even move with Pickle.

At the very least, I wanted you to wait until you got a little easier posture.

Suddenly it's past and my mind is ready..............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

Only a soft heartbeat and a slight rubbing sound make the eardrum tremble.

What, this situation.

It's so embarrassing...

"Well, that's... that's fine."

Horrible, looking back slowly, Imelda was dressed in her bedroom.

... This guy really changed his clothes... if I wasn't a steel self-contained Gentleman, you'd be in the dark, wouldn't you?

I'm glad you did! Appreciate it!... and make it up to you with something for the shrinking heart's HP.

"Ahhhhh... you know,... don't really look"

"Oh, no... sorry"

Turn away.

Damn...... I can't believe Imelda looks like a jerk. Was the labor that hard today...... you look tired. Yeah.

"Hey, today... I'm going to take a break."

"Ooh! Go to sleep. Go to sleep! Go to sleep!

"I can't give you any hospitality..."

"Fine, go to sleep!

If this keeps happening, I'll have a heart.

As I turned away from my face so as not to see him in his bedtime clothes as much as possible, I could hear Imelda diving into bed.

... Oh, it's finally over. This long day.

"Mr. Yashiro..."

"Oh. Good night."

"No, not... hands..."

"Hmm?"

Turning around, I let only the top peek out of my nose from the futon, and Imelda is looking at me.

A white, thin right hand is provided from inside the futon.

"Hands... that you are not connected?

............... eh, why?

"Ya, it's Mr. Yashiro's fault!?... I was just telling you that... I was too scared..."

Ah... the footsteps to pull...

"It doesn't matter until you sleep."

That's... that's pretty rough.

Well, this won't help. In the first place, this guy called me here because he's scared of the night... so I can't help it. I couldn't help it, I took Imelda's hand.

Nothing, it's not that I'm more scared and I miss my human skin, or that I'm getting sexually scared when I start thinking about what to do after this guy goes to sleep.

I can't help it.

............... Seriously, what do I do? After this guy goes to bed.

"Um... Mr. Yashiro"

Imelda comes squeezing her connected hand.

I sit on my bed and peek into my face like I'm looking down at Imelda.

"Why is Mr. Yashiro afraid of Obake?

"Why..."

Is there a reason or something?

Ain't nobody scary?

... No, is he okay... then why?

I'll think about it again.

I don't know how long I've been afraid of Obake......... oh well.

"Madam General... my mother told me when I was just a kid." If you don't be a good girl, a scary obnoxious will come through the window and take you. "

"Hih!? I'm afraid of windows!? I'm afraid of windows!?

No, calm down.

Even when I was a kid, I wouldn't have messed up that far.

But I was awfully scared of that word, curtain gaps and all... you hated it to death.

"Yes, what kind of child are you talking about...? Do wasps classify as good kids? Won't they?

Well, be objective. You're not a 'good boy'.

I'll force you to move, and because of that, I'll get people involved and annoy you...

"Wah, wah... you'll be a good boy! Absolutely!... so I hope you don't take me... please..."

But, well, it won't even scare you this far.

The words the general said to me when I got scared and couldn't sleep. Let's teach this guy that too.

"You know, Imelda. You don't have to be scared."

"............... why, is that?

I'm going to cry, my eyes like a girl looking up at me.

It would be awesome if you were so grown up from time to time...

'Cause someone's watching over you.'

"-!?

For a moment, there is strength in the connected hand.

Then it gets warmer and warmer.

... Is that it? What, this reaction?

"Oh... is that... Ya, Mr. Yashiro... of?

"Ba!? Oh, no!

Why shouldn't I be watching you!?

You know, if I run around like that in this situation, you, that's not a proposal anymore! Because it's not!?

"Dead close relatives, your ancestors!

"Dead............... So, Mother, right? You keep an eye on the wax..."

My heart went out of its way for a moment to the words that were pounded and leaked.

Oh my goodness. I knew this guy's mother...

I slowly took my gaze off and looked out the window. It was a beautiful night for the stars.

"Speaking of which, your mother used to say that to me." When you do bad things, you are liked and attached by those who are not in this world "..."

"That's... scary"

Well, in every world, do you mean there's no big difference in the wording used to dress children?

"But if your mother will keep an eye on you... it's comforting... wow, you know..."

Whether drowsiness has struck me or Imelda's words tend to break off.

Your body is losing its strength like this......................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... Instead, I said to my hand, "Gee! ♪ And the power starts to cling... ♪ Iteeeeeeeeeeeee! What!? Why are you gripping all those eyes?!?

"............... if"

"Huh?"

When I stood the pain in my hand and looked at Imelda's face,...... she had a bright blue face.

"If... your mother was looking at the wax now... and decided that you were a 'bad boy'... wax, wax, how much, what would happen..."

There seems to be a sense of difficulty when the mother sees you.

"Oops, your mother is coming to take the wax away!?

"Calm down! Even if you're a parent or a child, that's not true..."

There is no way........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

Uncle and his wife were handled by the beauty of people. Parents and ladies general.

Those people wanted me to "be a decent person" and "get normal happiness" and that's what they wanted.

But I... have lived in a way that tramples both of those thoughts.

What if my parents and the general are watching what I do... and if I'm angry...?

"Yashiro... you're disappointed..."

"I can't believe I grew up with such a bad kid... I don't know if I grew up the wrong way..."

"Yashiro......"

"Yashiro......"

"'Again, now let's live together over here...'"

... Maybe those two will turn up...

Yes..................

Like peeking this one out the window "Ji ~......"......

"Wow!?

"No ahhh!? What, what is it!?

Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit!

Me, I've been doing all these things for over twenty years buying grudges!

I've only got a way of life to live!

You're definitely not getting me watching you, are you?

- At that time, the windows rattled.

"Ghaaaaaa!

"Ahhhh!

I'm watching!

Peeping!

Parents!?

Is that the general?

Or... scarier... another 'nanica'!?

"Haaaaah! Scary, scary, scary, scary!

"Ya, please don't! When Mr. Yashiro says that, he even gets scared of wasps. WOW!?

"Just look out the window for a second!

"I can't. Whoa!?

"There may be something!

"That's why I'm telling you I can't!

And the windows rattle and shake.

"" Gahhhhhhhh!?

No more... I'm scared... too scared... I hate the night... I hate the darkness... I'm quick, warm and gentle... that yang. I truly wanted to go back inside.

- Rattling.

"Chick, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!?

"Most importantly, I'm afraid of Mr. Yashiro screaming. WOW!?

Sniffles. Woohoo, sniffles.

From the darkened bedroom, the screams never disappeared.

I wonder how long I've been pointing my spirit...

From afar, I could hear the tone of hope.

Karan Karan! Karan Karan!

It's a wake-up bell.

It's a signal that the sun will rise in a few hours.

Night is over...

It's time for people to wake up.

In the end, I never slept, but I don't care about that!

I don't care, that's not true!

The sun rises.

I can see everyone.

I'm delighted with that fact.

"... is it time to wake up already?

"Oh... our fight is over..."

"Morning is here... you're coming..."

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

"But... you've had enough, wasps..."

"That's right! We won!

"Mr. Yashiro!

"Immerdah!"

Embrace. Hot embrace.

It is a testament to the warriors' friendship.

Beautiful embrace.

"Come on, open the window and see the world! There's nothing more scary!

"Right! Let go of that window you never even touched before, now!

Me and Imelda run over to the window together.

It's still dark outside, but it doesn't matter.

It's morning in the world.

Ready to welcome the sun.

The time for darkness is over!

We both put our hands on the window, let it go, so we open the window.

The chilling air strokes your cheeks and crisps your tired body.

I can see. I feel my brain cells activate.

Large windows overlooking a large garden.

It's balconized outside, and if we get out that far, we're going to get eyes on everything in the branch.

Leaping barefoot onto the balcony, me and Imelda deposit themselves on the railing.

Is this what awakening feels like?

Nerves to be sharpened. Now, I feel like I can do anything.

And the sharpened nerves made me clearly recognize the shadow of a man in the dark.

So, there's something here!?

In the garden of the mansion... there are shadows...

An eye accustomed to darkness captures its contour.

A shadow... peeking into the first floor of the building through the window...

Scary Obake came through the window and they took him. Uh-huh!

"" Gahhhhhhhh!?

"Huh!?

Me and Imelda screamed all together on the balcony.

Surprised by that voice, the shadow screams.

The scream was kind of a very familiar voice...

"Ah, ahhh... Mr. Yashiro, is it?

A shadow looking up at the balcony from a place in front of the mansion that was a large garden...... it was Ginette.

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Strength falls off my hips and into the spot, no more... I can't move a step...

"Ahhh!? So, are you okay, both of you!? Oh, that!? Ha, let's go help!?

I had no energy to respond to Ginette's voice flying from below... anymore.

I got to the table at the Yangdu Pavilion and I was drinking warm soup.

There is no one in the store.

The time is around 4: 30...... time to wake up Magda and go donate to church in a little while.

"Good luck"

Ginette sitting in front of me says with a bitter smile.

"Oh... seriously, I'm tired"

After that, Ginette asked me to come up to my bedroom, and we were rescued.

I just had him come, but that was exactly what I deserved to call a rescue.

Anyway, as soon as I saw Ginette, my heart was filled with unspeakable peace of mind.

It was precisely at that moment that I lost my fear.

And he came back to the Yangdu Pavilion carrying Imelda, who had lost his hips.

I could have put Imelda to bed, but Imelda hated it.

"When I wake up and I'm alone, I cry wasps. Yikes!?"... right, right.

And Imelda is sleeping in my room right now.

... I guess this is what happens after all.

You said something about Walla, but the minute she got in bed, she went to sleep. No longer will it happen if a snake metal band plays next door.

What was that, my effort this past night...

"But why were you there at that hour?

"Uh-huh!?

Ginette raising an odd voice.

When I raise my voice like this, I have a lot of difficulty with my heart...

Ginette flew her gaze over here and there, holding her fingers, seemed to think of a scattered excuse, but I guess she didn't come up with anything in the end...... she leaned down and began to talk pompously with a bright red face.

"Last night, I lost my sleepiness and went to bed...... you couldn't afford to think about anything after Mr. Yashillo's......... so, um... as soon as I woke up, I realized that I was a little anxious.......................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... I'm never going to discipline it or anything... but somehow, I don't like it... and I'm sorry."

In short... you mean me and Imelda spent the night alone baking yakimochi... No, I don't know if you're a jerk, but at least you said you got anxious... that would be the thing.

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

"No..............."

That's okay. That's not true.

It's just... no, well, what...

"I care, I'm sorry... what?

".................. Yes"

Hey, you might be happy... just what you think - you can't tell me if your mouth rips.