Isekai Sagishi no Consulting

"This time... I'm so sorry... this is not happening again... I can't help it!

Early morning.

Becco is sitting on the ground at the store.

Look at that. Ginette is grating, but I don't really care. You just have to, whether it's a dugout or a dugout sleep.

"Um... what the hell happened?

"I just talked a lot yesterday about confidentiality."

Leakage of information crushes even large companies in the worst case scenario.

Sometimes you lose astronomical forehead damage with information you leak just lightly.

Especially when it comes to things that Becco was making this time… If they had crossed the line elsewhere, the Yang Deception Pavilion would have made an immeasurable loss.

Besides, it almost crushed the incentive for the kids to like their lords. It was a very far-fetched event that would not be tolerated by the exile of District 42.

"Hmm, you got all the numbers?

"Ha!

Becco offers his luggage with his head on the ground, like a sinner protruded before his service.... You're not that angry, so stop being too frightened.

"Enough. Face up."

"But... Awkward, you can't forgive yourself..."

"Together, raise your toes - go!

"Ha ha!

I raised my toes. What? Even the Edo-era sensors are incorporated?

And then I said, "Ha ha! ♪ Is it time to fall down? When I lift my toes, I say," Ha ha! 'Cause that's what he says.

"Well, I don't know if Imelda's going to crack my mouth open."

"No. This case is due to the lack of recognition of the awkward. Mr. Imelda has nothing to do with this."

To Imelda, Becco puffs the content of the new cake and secret work.

Out of faith or not, I don't give up all responsibility as it is to me.... Yeah, maybe.

"You, like Imelda, are you the type?

"Ha, ha. Just kidding. Awkward, are you hungry?

No, I'm scared! Oh, is that so painful!?

That's just rude.

"The awkward have a woman as deep as Mr. Estella and Mr. Magda, his sister and Molly from the sugar factory, and Cheryl from the corn farmer......!

"It won't be long."

Cheryl's five, isn't she? You criminal.

"So, um... what the hell is that wrap? Sure, I thought you heard it was something to teach and solve the lord's wonders?

"No, it's not that noble, is it?

Where and who have you been talking to?

You think I'm gonna say that?

Well, precisely enough to get rid of those kids' preconceptions and 'make them assume' that they like their lords. It's stema, the point is.

"Good morning!

"Good morning...... what's wrong?

"Oh, you're here."

Cylon and Wendy come to the Yang Deception Pavilion at a good time.

As soon as they arrive, they are pulling down to Becco, who is grounded.

... Why are you even with Wendy when I called Theron? This early in the morning? Oh, what? Were you with him? You're selling me a fight? This way, even though I was with the woman until morning, it was screaming second to screaming, and there was no romance romance lettering!? Explode! Or lose your eyebrows! Handsome, collapse!

"You nasty bastard."

"Become!? Oh, no, hero!? We don't...!

"That's right. I just accompanied Cylon as a light so he wouldn't fall on a dark road......!

What about a man who replaces her with a light, that?

If I were Wendy's father, I'd say, "You think our daughter is a flashlight!? I think I'll beat him up."

"Were you asking Mr. Theron for something, too?

"Ah. Becco and Theron. This is a project that will not succeed without the cooperation of these two."

"Oh, Mr. Yashiro! I didn't expect you to rely on such an awkward person...............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"Stop!

Because I'm not at all happy to have you cut!

"Theron is amazing... I can't believe the heroes are counting on me... it's lovely"

"It was with your support that I was able to find my hero... thanks to you"

"Theron......"

"Wendy......"

"Aren't you going to chew!?

"Wow!?

"Ha ha!?

I don't read the air, Becco, great! Good job!

Ginette, you know, I just noticed her turning her face bright red.

Ha-ha-ha! It was a zahne! I won't let that pink unfold -!

... and don't be happy that I'm counting on you guys. I don't know if you've been exploited.

"By the way, Theron"

"Yes."

"I knew it would dry out?

"Somewhat if you keep touching the outside air...... However, it has been improved so that it can be restored to a soft, sticky state once water is included and refined."

"Right. It'll help."

"Oh, thank you for your words!

"So it's a big deal!

Theron thanking you at right angles. Somehow Wendy is bowing her head with me.

Well, that she did. I wish it exploded, just Theron.

"This one, it will be real"

That said, Wendy offers a crate about the size of a Micah box.

... That, I think, is pretty heavy... the Bugman clan is still highly skilled...

While Wendy is unloading the crate to the ground, Cylon comes to supplement the contents.

"As I was told, it's divided into 25 grams, wrapped individually."

"Right. I'm sorry I asked you to be a pain in the ass."

"Horrible! Let the hero bow his head, etc... Sorry!

"So don't - hey!

Am I a dictator!?

So, I knew you'd lose your head, Wendy!?

Craftsmen who bring exactly what I asked for by the due date and apologize.

... What, this landscape? Me, the bad guy?

"Well, I'm sorry, can you take all this to the kitchen?

"" "Yes, welcome!" "And there it is!

The three of them carry heavy baggage to compete and go into the kitchen as Ginette guides them.

... Me, why do they like me so much... it's just weird.

After finishing an early morning bummer and completing the morning routine, the Yang Ma Ma Pavilion opened again today.

"I was wondering if you would be okay...... would you take it properly? Our flag......"

"Well, I'm worried about you."

Estella, who rendezvoused at the church, still looked anxious today.

This guy's mentally weak.

Well, set it up with Dawn. Probably because it works.

Clear or rainy, Estella sinks, but time flows at the same rate equally, and the city's human life cycle is also regular, and almost every day, the same faces come for dinner.

"Ha! Magda, even today. Seriously, Angel Sue!

And about the irrelevant guy, this time through.

Lunchtime somehow ended while I was busy working, and this time came. Yesterday's parents and children keep coming together.

Come on, it's time for a fight. Will you eat well...... all the time.

"Welcome to the Yang Deception Pavilion"

Ginette starts customer service to visiting mothers and children.

"Well, let's fix a daily meal and give this kid a kids lunch."

"Yes, I did. Mr. Magda!"

"... maybe"

Ginette calls me, and Magda takes a big box and approaches the table with Ginette. Ginette drops back into the kitchen to replace Magda.

The box Magda brought is the size of a cardboard, with a large retrieval port at the bottom, and yet shaped like a small vending machine.

Or this guy is like turning down a vending machine.

The internal structure was complicated, and I was just about to give up thinking it would be harsh to make Becco copy it... something that made me make it by saying it was a punishment for leaking information. Took me half a day yesterday to get some pretty good stuff done.

The small vending machine had three levers on it, and by pulling down one of them, the flag had fallen on the bottom exit.

It's closer to the chatter that used to be called Cosmos than the chatter that we have now.

From now on, we're going to use this small vending machine to turn your child's lunch into a flag picking mechanism.

"... push"

Magda urges me, and the kid pulls down the lever on the small vending machine.

Then the flag in the case pounded down at the retrieval port. Look, it's something you give Pilaf for once. We need to keep it hygienic.

By the way, let me retrieve this case whenever possible. Reduce expenses.

Well, I wonder where the flag came out...

"Ah!... Ugh..."

The kid's expression is cloudy.

What the kid drew was a lord's flag.

It's Dompisha! That's great, kid!

"... big win -!

Karan Karan and Magda make the handbell ring.

"Heh? Huh!?

In a sudden situation, the kid looks around with warmth.

I guess I'm confused by what didn't happen until yesterday.

Such a kid immediately sensed the next move and said, "Ah!" and turned his gaze to you.

Ahead of the kid's stare, there was Loretta.

Having heard the handbell, Loretta walks to the kid's sitting table with a box full of little bags.

Now Loretta stands in front of the replacement table with Magda.

"Lord's flag is a big win! Congratulations! I'm giving you one of my favorite bags from this!

"Hontoh!?

There are no kids who aren't happy when they say 'hit'.

The gaze in the store...... especially concentrated on the kids whose gaze caught the hit.

I guess everyone cares about the contents of the bag.

"Then this!

The kid with one bag looks proud and puts that bag over his head.

They flock with other guests' kids.

"Look inside - let me see!

"Come on, come on!

Hustled, the kid who pulled the hit opens the sachet's mouth.

――

Coming out of it are Becco made square-wax moulds and hard-proof children's clay developed by Cylon.

"What's this?

The kid who pulled the hit is tilting his ankle and asking Loretta.

Well, you don't know how to play.

Here, it's my turn.

"Hey! Good for you! You're lucky to be out of tea!

I'll wiggle the kid's head and stroke him, and I'll turn a refreshing grin on him.

... I'm a little frightened.

Ma, well. Nothing? I don't have any problem with you hating me because I don't like kids or anything.

"This one, my lord, you kids... is the 'toy' that you provided for your children"

"" "" "Toys?

"I'm gonna borrow it for a second."

With the approval of the kid who pulled the hit, I start scraping paper clay.

I don't usually let them because it's clay play and other speech trails at the table, but, well, the first day would be good.

Well-crafted clay adds softness. Push the softened clay into Becco's mould. Pushing "Grr, Grr" from behind, then slowly unmolding............ the clay was in the shape of a horse.

"" "" Wow!?

The kids ate it.

"Besides horses, there are dogs, cats, foxes and crocodiles. Maybe something that's not an animal."

"" "" Ho!

All right. For now, you can tell me the toys worked.

The kids are unconditional, and that's pretty much what I want too. That's the toy.

But toys are hard.

If it's too simple, the kid won't eat it, and even if it's complicated, the kid will be estranged.

The truth is, I tried to make it even with animal miniature figures, but then I would have to apply the whole color.

Becco also has the talent for painting, but he didn't have time anyway. If you color it, you'll need time to dry it, and most importantly you'll need time to prepare the paint.

There's paint for sale at the stationery store, because it's not a convenient world. You have to combine the colors you need to create. I didn't have time to try that one at a time.

I even thought about asking Millie to prepare bamboo for me to make bamboo dust or use wood to make kebabs, but I didn't have time to teach her how to play with that.

I can't believe I have to go outside. Kemballs are awesome and difficult to make.

The clay was really convenient when I thought that I could afford it in time and the way it was played was simple.

While the simplicity of pushing and hitting is further reduced, it is easy for kids to create complex animal models. That would be enthusiastic.

The good thing about this guy is that this one doesn't have to be painted.

Most importantly, it saves you time and, to put it well, hits' free creative activity that maximizes your child's creativity '.

You can paint whatever you want. Horses red or camouflage, but whatever.

Maybe a future artist will come out of these guys in the wake of this. At that time, I would definitely like to ask for a large donation to the dining room. I inspired you, because I have the same birth parents.

And the fact that you can play with clay as many times as you want is a huge advantage of this guy. Play till you get bored. And after getting tired of it, I discover an unprecedented way to play.

That's innovation!

Oh, what a good thing I'm doing now. It is no exaggeration to say that I am creating the future of District 42 now!

"Clay sells me whenever I go to a brick factory. Once you've gathered a lot of shapes, you can trade them for friends to play. How you use toys is up to you guys to decide. Play big!

What a glittering glare in the eyes of the kids looking up at me...

Me, don't get hit by a mountain of educational material or anything, this.

No, I don't.

"Hey, hey -! Back up! Because of me!

The kid who pulls the hit stretches out his arms and wants moulds and clay.

You can't help but want to do it, can you? You want the kids around you to quit, too, right?

"Lord's flag wins. Pull the hit and you'll get this one soon!

"Mom! I'm a kid, too, Ranchy!

"I want to do that!

"Horse, I want it!

The kids scatter around each table and make a snarky rush.

We have a lot of lords in the first day of service... but it's not that easy, is it?

Do it over and over again!

And the mothers said, "Poor thing we didn't just pull the hit! Come through every day until you hit it! ♪ but be good! Come on! Loosen the purse strings for my little kids! And then we can eat some delicious meals and go home!

Ha-ha-ha!

"Ahhh! It was a sea fishing guild!

"Ha-ha-ha! I'm gonna pull it off! Watch ~!....................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"Puppy! Next time, I won't!

Kids are flocking to small vending machines.

Magda is lining up the pushing kids in order. That's subtly awesome, that guy. I can't believe those disorderly kids are listening to adults without collision... eh, isn't that tit power, listening to what the kids say!?

"Yay! Ahhh! Lord!

"Ugh!? Let me see!

"Hey!

"Really, my lord!

"Kah-uh!

"No!

If you don't, the kids will squeeze each other like a child lion.

"Mi, look... Huh! Hey, look, Yashiro!

Estella says in tears as she bashes my shoulder.

"Kids, I like lords! Jealous!"

"Okay. I hear you, don't slap me on the shoulder! Ouch plain!

How far is the tension going, Estella sneezes her face, twisting her body and getting bored.

So, my shoulder slap.

"Yashiro!"

"What the fuck!?

"I love it!

"-!?

"Thanks to you! I'm so glad! You'll always be able to work with confidence! Thanks!"

"... oh, oh"

Usually you're not being honest...... I said such a terrific word. How am I supposed to react?... Damn. And I haven't noticed.

... I'll bully you again tomorrow about the sticky peppers... absolutely, I'll bully you!

I'm gonna light you up as much as the temperature on my face right now!

And Ginette stared at me for such an unspeakable annihilation.

I said something. I'm doing it, but I'm not talking to you. That should be it, too.

As punishment for yesterday's Yashiro missionary activities, he banned "Mr. Yashiro" from working all day today.

He wants me to call you "Yashiro" or "Hey" or "You" if you want.

As a result, Ginette can't talk to me today.

It seems distressing to ignore it, but I need you to look me in the eye for a little pain. I don't want you to do that again.

The kids are flocking to the new mould - and they're making a scene. Looks like the next mould was a condor.

He was able to wedge well into the 'little gap' that I kept in my mind yesterday. The small gap became a hole, and the hole gradually widened... smashing me through a solidified fixed concept.

Among the kids, the lord was elevated from "The Bad Guy Who Suffers His Parents" to "The Good Guy Who Gives Toys".

It's just like being awfully tense when the omelette seal of a treat or the back of a character card is glittering. I mean, you just have to be able to 'those rules' among the kids.

"Lords hit" = "I get toys" = "I treat heroes among the kids"

Now that such an equation has been established, the lord's popularity will be immovable.

"Thank you! Yashiro, thank you!

Estella, who cries in tears, hugs me, strokes my head, and punches me in the face. How tense I was disappointed......... I guess it's been really hard these past few days......

Well, can I make him sticky today or so? Don't act like a tranquilizer when your emotions are rough.

Estella is like a cat.

I was alert at first and didn't show any gaps, but now this is how I honestly reveal my emotions. If you're going to say it in a cat, it's like you're falling asleep belly-up.

They missed me a lot, too.

"Ahhh!

Ginette stood up to me with a serious look on her face before I could be grabbed by a catfish estella.

... what? Something's so serious about the vibe...

"Ah......"

Just say it. But Ginette breathed heavily like she had decided to,... and said something terrible again.

"Damn it!

... the world froze.

"You, uh, are amazing! Palm...... thanks to you, you all smiled. Me, I think it's really amazing where you are!

"... Hey, Ginette..."

"Yes! What is it, you?

............... this guy, on purpose or something? Or is it natural?

The kids started making noise when I tried to point out the dangers of what I was saying.

"It's the same as when my mom calls my dad -!

"Are you married?

"Are you a lover?

"Huh!?

To the kid's words, Ginette makes an odd noise.

... No, "Huh!? It's not...

"Oh, yah... you know, it's not! Hey, I don't know... you know, E, Estella and I were just getting along... and I kind of missed you... that's all!

Ginette rushes into the kitchen holding her face with both hands.

... so you dropped the bomb again when you left, he...

The air felt heavy and I looked to the side... Estella was stiffening with her hands on my shoulder.

... Hey, what do we do, this air?

When I asked him that with my gaze, he said... don't ask me... and I felt returned.

"Mom ~..."

The kid who made the start of such a commotion utters a stubborn word.

"What's an affair?

Point to me and Estella...

Who taught you to say those words to a young girl...

Shortly after, Estella said, "I don't know! He jumped out of the store screaming," and eventually I was left with the feather of getting all the customer service done afterwards.

... Did I do something wrong?

You've been working hard for it.

Yet I was convinced at this time that God was a good deed.