Isekai Sagishi no Consulting

"Sister, we're ready."

"Bertina, mochi rice, amazing and more!

"... children, help..."

"" "Wow!

Everyone at the Yangdu Pavilion, including Ginette, came to church and started doing interesting things again.

"Look, kids! Don't eat anything you can't work for! I'm not gonna help him. I'm not gonna feed him one! Got it!?

"" "Huh!

This time, Mr. Yashiro became the founder and planned to please the children? Really, he's a good person to take care of.

"Well, tell that Sister who doesn't work there and eats twice as many people what you just said."

"" "Sister! He who can't work, can't eat." "

Mr. Yashiro... I didn't know you were going to use the kids to tow it...... I'm sure this is such a delicious thing. I can't stop being excited.

"Mr. Yashiro, how are the molars and pestles? For once, I made it with the dimensions I was told."

"Oh, it's perfect. And, Millie, thanks for the tree."

"Ah...... yeah. Christmas, because it was fun..."

"You're a good daughter, Millie is...... compared to some woody guild!?

"Wouldn't you have no choice!? Because branches of wooden guilds still exist only in dwellings! Mr. Oumarro's neglect!

"Wait a minute, sss! Ouilla, I'm working hard on the city gate right now!?

"Yashiro. Let's get started. Loretta has tears in her eyes, doesn't she?

"Oh, it's hot! I want the next instruction ASAP!

Millie, a groundnut guild, brings a tree from the woods, and she uses something called 'molars' and 'pestles', processed by Womalo of the Torbec Workshop, to do what she calls' caked 'today.

The kids are gathered around Mr. Yashiro excited about what's going to happen.

"Okay! Well, I'll show you an example at first. When it's time to crack a cake," Pep, Pep, Pep, "it's cheerful!

"" "Yes!

"Well, it's easy for everyone to say, Estella, forward"

"Yeah, I thought I'd say it!

It's always busy and the kids are lively when he's around. Really...... you're a stranger.

Then, with a huge hanging voice, the cake started.

At first, Mr. Yashiro was making a mistake, but it seems difficult for those who mix mochi rice to timing it, and Ginette was struggling. So I changed players, Mr. Yashiro mixed hands, and Mr. Magda did the trick.

"... with a blow."

"Add or subtract!? Mortar, this is the only way!?

"... do good"

"Okay, let's go!

"" "Peetan! Peetan!

Now the rice cake will be tempered.

This is fun to watch. The kids are thrilled too.

"Let me do it too!

"… Now, change of players"

"Bye, Estella. Let's go."

"Fine! Let's go!

………………

"Hey, guys! What's the hanging!?

"Idiot,... don't let the kid bother you"

"Just say it! You can say 'Peepy Peepy'! Because it's more scratchy not to be told!

Recently, I think our children have come to resemble Mr. Yashiro.

Ugh...... I'm glad you're an interesting adult.

Then again and again the children were handed over and the rice was beaten... eventually that turned into rice cakes.

"Mr. Yashiro. We're ready for you and your powder."

"Well, cut the cake into small pieces and flavor it"

"Mr. Yashiro."

"Oh, help me too, Mr. Bertina..."

"Yes, very tasty"

"Are you eating already?!?

Be the first. Stretch well. Delicious.

This is a delicious delicacy that you will be obsessed with.

This sounds like something you should have said sooner...

"Replacement"

"I guess I just did!?

I kept eating heartlessly for decades after that. Be sure to do this, even at the dawn of the year! Let's do that.

"Ha... I can't eat anymore"

The rice cake, even if you think it's quite small, is a dope on your stomach when you're eating it.

I'll take it back to Natalia, who couldn't come to work today, with a souvenir.

"Hey, Pepper God."

"Who's the god of the pepper?!?

Yashiro came next to me with mako and kiki powder and two different flavored rice cakes.

Is it time for everyone to start getting full and a paragraph or something about the rice cake tournament that is taking place on the rental of the church garden?

Anything, they make a 'mirror cake' after this, in the custom of Yashiro's hometown. And you're gonna have to decorate it until the beginning of the year or something... why do you have rice cakes?

"The 28th is supposed to be a good day for spreading. Well, I'm not familiar with it either, but it's a corner, so I took a ride."

Christmas or birthday...... and today......

In Yashiro's hometown, he seems to care about the 'date'. The date for us is just to see the duration of our work, such as harvesting crops, progress in construction, and collecting taxes.

Somehow, I was a little envious of Yashiro's hometown trying to enjoy The Day, which is only once a year.

"When the year breaks, what are we going to do now?

"Hmm? New Year's Eve?

Although I'm not familiar with the term 'ginger', I'm sure Yashiro's hometown would do a lot of things. A little, I was interested.

"We're gonna do a lot of things. Like with wings."

"Hachi? Like what?

"It's a game for the two of us... I don't know what to say... I have a feather board made of wood with him, alternating feathers."

"Grab a board, put your feathers... alternate meetings?

Feathers?............... birds?

In my head, a pair of footage floats alternately striking the escaping hen with that board, holding a wooden plate.

"It's cruel!?

"Cruel?"

Chickens are pathetic...... such dangerous play must be definitively stopped.

"And then there's the kite flying or something."

"Takoyaki..."

In my head, there's footage of me pounding a noodle and moving octopus into hot oil.

"I'm going to jump oil!?

"I don't know what you're talking about... because it's not for now"

It's kind of like annoying a creature.

I wonder if there's any more peaceful play?

"It's surprisingly funny when you take it seriously."

"Sukuroku?

"There's a mass eye on the paper. The first guy to score a goal is the winner in a game that only moves ahead of the number of eyes that came out shaking the dice."

"............ are you funny?

"Funny! Writing an order or something in the mass eye is even funnier!

Yashiro says confidently.

Must be interesting if Yashiro says so much.... Hey, I might want to try.

"Wow! Let's do that, honey!

From behind, suddenly he is called out, and me and Yashiro tremble on their shoulders.

Looking back, Percy from the sugar factory stood. The black makeup around my eyes is still set today.

"Why are you here?

"Hey, well, there's a lot going on... like?

Percy's attitude like this... probably won't be long...

"I'm sorry, dude! We're here to deliver the eggs. Ahh."

... right?

Neferry came to deliver the eggs to the church.

"That, what is this? Guys, what are you doing?

Neferry shows interest and tension in the rice cake we were doing.

"Also ~! Call me if you want to do something!

"Right, Mr. Neferry! We're all good together, right?!

"Wow!... I'm surprised. Percy, were you there?

"Yes! You and me, because you look like Mabdachi!

"... yeah... since when..."

"Don't look so disgusting!? I'm gonna cry!?

Percy was ahead of us somewhere listening to Neferry.... you're a stalker, no longer.

"Grasp it! You mean 'Soroku' we were talking about earlier? We'll all do that, won't we? What do you say, Mr. Neferry, join us!

That's how you're going to attach your promise to play with Neferry...... you're straight into love, stalker tanuki.

"Eh, what's that? Yashiro's thought play again?

"I wasn't thinking about it. It's a traditional game that goes back to my hometown."

"I'd like to try. Oh, but... I'm busy this time of year..."

"What do you say on a thirty-first night?!? Guys, get the job done and start hitting on me from that hour?

"... hey, are you going to get older at the Yang Deception Pavilion?

"That's you! I know what you're talking about!

"Don't be ridiculous... let me slow down about New Year's Eve..."

"... (sugar, because I take a large amount!

"... (you, that's all)"

"... (you use it, sugar!? Cake, maziume!

Man to man is the one talking to each other in confidence...... but I hear the whole thing.

"Mr. Yashiro, what's wrong?

"... Dangerous Maguies Between Men"

"Wow... Brother, Mr. Umaro is still worth more use than that Tanuki"

"Cool, normal daughter!?

"It's terrible against Oyla, too!?

Percy makes a scene, so everyone's getting together.

"How about" The Games of the New Year "at the Yangdu Pavilion for all of us!? I'm talking about it."

"That sounds interesting. If you'd like to come with us, you can all come."

"... Dude, Ginette..."

"Doesn't that sound fun"

"... well, if you say so..."

"All right! It's settled! Right!? Mr. Neferry is good too!?

"Well... after work..."

"Yay! I'm staying with Mr. Neferry. Ah!

Percy screams at me, but... that's exactly what I said...

".................. Ah, without the present. Forget it."

"Yashiro. The bedroom is a different floor for men and women."

"I will anyway."

"Oh! No, Mr. Neferry! This isn't it!

Neferry's preference for Percy seems to have waned.

I think you should save it another way than fix it now, man.

"Uh-huh... I was wondering if I could go..."

My parents, well... I have to convince Natalia. Because there's something surprisingly stiff about my head... over the years at home... or something like that, you're going to say.

"I disagree!

Only one person, it was Imelda who made a clear difference.

"Wax, I've been told to go back to my parents in the new year. Therefore, I demand a postponement for the New Year's Eve at the Yangdu Pavilion!

"No, where does the Yangdu Pavilion get trapped in different spaces?

"We can't postpone the new year... come and stay another time"

"I don't want it. I don't want it! It's cheating. It's cheating!

No, no, no. Imelda in mode.

It's a pain in the ass, so let's ignore it here. Anyway, fighting won't change your fate.

And three days later...... the night of December 31st.

The tournament was held in Suguro.

"Ko Na Chi Wa!"

"Ah, Mr. Neferry. Welcome."

When I arrived at the Yangdu Pavilion, many people were already there.

... Something's going on in the dining room...

"What's wrong, this?

"Anything, Mr. Yashiro says it's manners for everyone to sit in the car seat and do it."

"Heh... you're deep"

The dining room table and chair were retreated into the corner, and the rug lay on the floor layered on multiple layers.

Oh, it's kind of warm.

"I'm pinching a walla between the rugs. Because the floor is cold."

You hate this kind of ingenuity, the Yang Deception Pavilion.

The firewood stove is making a patchy noise and heating the space.

There is a large piece of paper spread over the rug with lots of circles, and a plank of wood is placed underneath it that you want to flatten. I'm sure the paper won't tilt because of the walla I laid under the rug.

"What are you doing now?

"I'm writing down an order. You want to write something, too?

Listening to him, he's going to have to follow orders written to the mass where his comma stopped.

Then you can't write too weird...

"'The person with the biggest tits will be a swimsuit' all the time..."

"There is no such thing!?

... Someone was willing to write weird things...

"Mr. Neferry. Here you go! I'm here!

"Oh, thank you"

It's Percy, who runs a sugar factory in the fortieth district. Someone very attentive and a little weird and funny.

The black around the eye that looks like a beast trait is makeup.... I wish I didn't have to worry about such a small thing.

Around Shiroku sits Ginette, Estella, Loretta, me, Percy, Womalo and Magda from Yashiro to the right.

"That, what about Natalia today?

"I just couldn't bring him... he's a maid of honor"

Speaking of which, is Estella some lady?

Something seems to be going on between Yashiro and me.... I'm also close to Imelda from Wooddust Guild.

"Does Mr. Neferry write something, too?

Loretta's giving me a pen............ a brush? Why the brush?

"Oh, I'll use that brush later. Never mind."

If they told me not to worry about it, well I don't care... but when I looked at it chilly, the order popped into my eyes saying 'graffiti on my face'... looks like a brush for it.

Totally. Yashiro's gonna be weird as always. Hey, I can't think of a normal thought circuit like mine.

... well. Unlike other guys like that...........................

"-!?

The thought of it on my own made me feel so ashamed...

Idiot, I... what are you thinking...

"Hmm? What's up, Neferry?

"Heh!?

"Tosaka's red, huh?

"It's the usual thing!

... Already.

With people so lit up, you always think Yashiro is a sin...... dull.

Types like Yashiro, I guess they won't notice forever if they have to communicate their thoughts toward their faces... Oh, my God, I think.

… convey thoughts…………?

"Can I write it here?

I say, pointing in front of one of the big squares that says' up '.

"Oh. Ask for the last difficulty you deserve."

Yashiro laughing with pleasure.

Now is the time to give me that extra look...

I write an order to that mass.

Yashiro and...... orders to push themselves.

"Communicate Your Thoughts to Anyone You Like"

Look at the sentence I wrote and Yashiro's expression changes.

Conscious... you did.

A little...... scary.

But it's a corner opportunity...

If Yashiro stops here and tells anyone who isn't me what he thinks...... I'll bless that. And from next year on, it's gonna be beautiful and refreshing, and it's gonna be a new me.

If I stop here... then I will clearly convey my thoughts. Whatever the outcome...

The end of the year.

I think it's a good time to put up a fight.

"Ko, this is going to be...... interesting!

"... Hmm, interesting"

"Heh... you wrote something funny, Neferry"

"Who do you like............"

Loretta roughed her nose, Magda smiled slightly damned, Estella grinned niggly, and Ginette tipped her little neck with her finger on her chin.

Come on, let's fight.

Win or lose...... I will never regret it!

"Okay, here we go!

With such a yashiro hanging, the tournament began.

"'Please don't say toilet! I don't like toilet characters.

"Oh, you're clever, Loretta."

"Haha! Similar. Similar!

I did a brilliant job of running The Known Man's Monopoly, which was written on a stopped mass................ I was so embarrassed! Who is it, who wrote this?!?

Oh, it's definitely your brother. I haven't blown it. I'm whistling and deluding you!

But! This stuff is a prelude! Ha-ha-ha... The lead group is approaching my written mass. Come on, who stops? Once upon a time, that abominable memory of me struggling three days and three nights after being hit...... it gives me a taste of the same pain!

"Oh, I'm off once now, so Percy's next."

"Oh, thank God! The dice that Mr. Neferry gave me, I will use it dearly!

Mr. Percy is happy to shake the dice.

The eyes that came out...... "Three"!

I did it! It stopped at the mass of horrible orders I wrote!

"Graffiti in ink on my face"

"Ha!? Mr. Percy, I'm already graffitiing!?

"It's not graffiti!

Oh my God...... corner, I was trying to do the humiliating '[meat] on my forehead' my brother used to do to me!

"I can't use it, Mr. Percy! It's disappointing!"

"Wouldn't they say terrible!?

Mr. Percy, the unreadable man of the air.

This is no good. It's not hot. Everywhere I go, I'm still a 'good friend'.

That's what happens when you can't read the air.

"Sure, it's not funny that you just wrote something more on Percy's face."

"Hey! I'm not trying to make this look funny!?

"What!? Different suss!?

"Damn! I thought you were on my side, what the hell, you fox!?

You have to get up, Mr. Percy.

It's lame. It's definitely not hot.

"Okay, okay. Leave it to me."

Pong and I hit my knee, and your brother got up.

And most importantly I went to the kitchen............ I brought a wet towel.

Percy, lend me your face.

Your brother will wipe Mr. Percy's face......

"All right! Done."

Mr. Percy turns to this side of the face that your brother was banging at me.

As soon as we did, we all blew out.... its face is cowardly...... Huh!

Mr. Percy had been nicely wiped off the black area in the center of his left and right eyes. That face, no matter how you look at it, is a panda. It's the Pandas!

"" "Buuuuuuuu!

This is... cowardly.

Like this, I've decided to laugh...

"Pa... Mr. Percy... don't look funny... eh"

"I like it. This isn't how it happened!?

There was something worse than 'meat'...... I found out that day.

Womalo laughed and watched Kerakera as Percy turned out to be an interesting face and snapped laughing heavily at her favorite neferry.

Magda wanted to teach you.

Being that way at a time like this means that that's what I'm going to see this time...

"... Oomaro's turn"

"Oh, thanks, Magda!

Oomaro waving dice as a delight.

... Now, what tragedy is going to happen... if Magda hadn't missed out... here's something interesting...

"State your ambitions for next year"

............... is that it?

This is... this kind of order that doesn't have to be...

"Oh, you're the one I wrote."

The manager says happily.

...... weird. I can't believe Magda's taking it off...... Instead, if something funny doesn't happen to Oomaro, what it means to have Oomaro...... I can't believe the funny person doesn't laugh...

"Next year's ambitions are, Zubali! Completing the city gates, sss!

"Ugh, Tsuman! Next, next!

"What the fuck!? It's normal, isn't it, Sz?

Yashiro has the same sentiment as Magda. That's Yashiro. I know.

"Yes, sss. Next up is Magda Tan's turn."

"... yeah"

Feeling somewhat refreshed, Magda waves the dice...... "3"

… one, two, three……… turn your gaze to the instruction text written there.

"Decopin 'on Womalo"

"Why oilus!?

Fantastic!

Oomaro drew God exactly.

God of laughter!

I wrote this... definitely. It's Yashiro. He's in a small gutsy pose next to Magda.

"... then, because it's an order"

"Ugh... please be gentle with me, sss..."

"... I'm fine, my neck never flies away"

"What the fuck are we talking about on that level!?

Add your finger to Womalo's forehead for a stunned look and decopin to the extent that it plays lightly.

- Gosh!

There's a dull noise I don't normally hear, and Oomaro squats to the ground.

... so much relief.

"Oh, shit, Magda pulled me out..."

Such a happy voice goes up.

The source was Yashiro.

Yashiro's comma is now stopping in front of one of Magda's stopped masses.

"Other than '1'! Come other than '1', sss!

I guess the words of such a Womalo passed into heaven. The dice Yashiro shook showed '1'.

"Why ssss!?

"... the strength of a great pull... that's right, Oomaro." I have it. "

"I'm not happy, ss!?

Womalo complaining in tears.

Unfortunately, as Yashiro thought, he is eating a second time just decopin.

What a "delicious" development.

"Ho, Ginette. Good luck and get 'four' out."

Yashiro gives the dice to the manager.

'4' from the mass, where the manager's comma is, the comma of Magda and Yashiro has stopped.

That's where it says...

"Decopin 'on Womalo"

If you can stop here with this flow, it's pretty awesome!

No, but my expectations increase!

"Well, I'll be there ~"

The manager shakes the dice. Everyone's gaze pours on the dice.

Rotated slowly, and eventually the dice put out a 'six'.

... I passed...

"4… 5… 6…………………. Er..."

The manager rides himself out and reads out the orders written where his comma has stopped.

"'Two squares, back'"

2 The comma of the storekeeper back Mass stopped at the same place as the Magdas...... the storekeeper was making Womalo eat decopin with regret.

"Yay! That's a boost!

Mr. Estella shook up both arms and raised her voice.

Mr. Loretta and Mr. Neferry, I got a round of applause from the two of you who were up first.

It's getting deeper at night...... the end of Sukuroku already.

Me and Mr. Yashiro are the only ones who haven't come up yet.

You're in the bottom line right now.

I just smelled more and more, and stayed so far caught up in all sorts of things.

Yashiro, on the other hand, said, "I hang everything on how I pull someone else's legs! That's my way!" It was in Australian. As the saying goes, he kept pulling the legs of all sorts of people, and if he noticed, he was in the lowest quarrel with me, that's why.

Thus, Mr. Yashiro proceeded to the point where he was one step away from raising himself, and the dice turned to me.

If I put out a 'six' here, it's my reversal victory.

Otherwise I will lose the next turn.

It's a moment of tension.

I closed my eyelids and threw my dice as I prayed.

Epilepsy, the dice rolled............ '5' is out.

"Ahhh! Too bad!"

"Ha-ha-ha! I'm sorry to hear that, Ginette! You can't give up winning that easily!

"Right. It's not sweet."

Oh, it was a huge reversal victory in one more...

I pushed and killed the unfortunate thoughts that sprang up and proceeded with five of my commas.

1… 2… 3… 4… 5………………………….

And the text that was written on that mass...

"Communicate Your Thoughts to Anyone You Like"

For a moment, the air in the dining room swayed.

The gentle and soothing mood that had flowed until earlier scratched off… somewhere, it turned into a tight, tight air.

"Communicate Your Thoughts to Anyone You Like"

Orders written to the mass, absolute compliance. That's the rule around here.

"Oh, you know, Ginette! This is so stylish... BE, you don't have to do this... and who did you write this to?

Mr. Yashiro said that to me.

I'm sure you cared.

But it's okay.

I made a decision to "say it right" when I stopped at this mass.

Because I saw this mass and thought, "That's nice."

And I rose up, and breathed deeply.

And look at the person who should convey his thoughts.

"... Ginette"

Mr. Yashiro and I got eyes on each other.

That's right.

Properly, communicate your thoughts. To whomever you want.

"I..."

Thank you... and someone's throat rang.

I went on with my words, not caring.

To convey this, the emotions overflowing from the inside.

"I love all of you here"

Surrounded by these lovely people, I am happy.

"So I'll tell 'who I like' how I feel honestly"

Turn the overflowing thoughts into words.

"Thank you so much for your help this year. Best regards next year"

Deeply bow your head.

This is how I honestly feel.

My thoughts, directed to those whom I like.

I hope you have a good year next year.

Karan Karan! Karan Karan!

The church bell rang.

Only today, specially, the bell rings when the date changes.

That's right.

"Ladies and gentlemen, Happy New Year"

A new year has just begun.

I'm sure there's a lot of fun ahead of us this year. Because there are so many nice people around.

"Oh, already. You're no match for me."

With that said, Mr. Yashiro lifted up his comma and mine to make two goals at the same time.

"You can draw now."

"Ah, ha... ah, yes!

If Mr. Yashiro waved the dice this next time, Mr. Yashiro would probably have won.

Please make it an adhesion...... such insignificant kindness that I...... like it.

"... Hey Yashiro. Maybe, but just in case you do that to avoid stopping at that mass..."

"Come on! It's the beginning of the year and you want to eat at night!

Mr. Yashiro stood up, blocking Mr. Estella from saying something.

If you ask me that, I might have been hungry.

Mr. Yashiro is a really attentive person.

"Are you guys getting old at the same time, with the new year? You said that before."

Indeed, in this city, we celebrated a new year every year, as well as adding "seventeen this year" and age.

But...

"I won't take it."

Not since this year.

Because...

"Because I haven't celebrated my birthday yet."

Age, I think, wants to make sure I take it for my birthday.