Isekai Sagishi no Consulting

Returning to the Yangdu Pavilion, there was a different space there.

"Ah, Mr. Yashiro......!

Ginette finds me and runs over.

"Since when is this situation...?

"That's... nearly another hour..."

A dozen tough men of muscle mukimuki stood inside the Yangdu pavilion. On his hips, he hangs a big sword on his shirt.

Always this guy has a big body, and he's standing there doing nothing.

In the central seat, there was just a lone-haired man sitting in a chair.

Staring at us walking into the store with a niggered face.

There are no other customers.

With all this time, a group of mommy friends with kids should usually be here for the cake...... I made a new cake and this is ruined then.

"You."

Speaking short words, Estella walks to the front of the lone hair sitting alone in a chair.

"What are you gonna do with this? If you're obstructing business, I'll let you take care of it, okay?

"Disrupting sales ~? Huh? What are you talking about?"

It's a nerve-wrenching way of talking.

And stare at Estella with a nigga and a nauseating look on her face.

Fucking entertain people.

"My sister there said 'Take your time', so how long are you just taking your time?"

Turning his gaze to Ginette, Ginette nodded with a troubled face.

Ginette always says' take your time '.

I see...... did you come with these hands this time?

"Or what? You shouldn't have taken your time, but you said," Take your time "? So, that sister's just gonna have to get you to be a frog?

To the words of Ron Hair, the men filling the floor laugh simultaneously.

"There would be limits to thinking in common sense!?

"Bad. No, I, I don't have common sense. Wow."

Also, the men laugh doedly.

Estella bites her lips about to get angry.

Stuffing doesn't work for people like this, who aren't going to discuss it from the start.

I guess the type Estella doesn't like.

All right, you want me to put in a little exploration?

"I'm sorry, but this is where the 'customers' are going to relax."

Pull your gaze around the big men standing there.

"A 'person who's not even a customer' who hasn't even placed an order stays for a long time is nothing but a sales jam, right?

That kind of objection seemed to have been envisaged, and the long-haired man nodded his tongue just "I was waiting".

"I asked for tea, didn't I?

"What about the men around you?

"These guys didn't ask for anything. So, you're not sitting down, are you?

"You think it's not going to be a 'stay' because you're not sitting?

"Oh yeah. I'm not interrupting anything. If the other guests arrive, we can leave immediately. There's gonna be seats open, too, right? You can sit as you like. Wouldn't you?

"Then I'll tell you. Out of the way."

"I'm not impressed with the way the clerk talks to the customer."

"You were the one who said you weren't a guest, right?

"Oh, yeah. But you could be a guest from now on. You're human, right? Can we treat that as such evil? Yeah, it's the customer service guy. Bad rumors spread quickly, huh?

It's a dark threat to spread rumors about something that's never happened and make it unscrupulous.

"It is a business obstruction for someone who is not a customer to stay in the store for long periods of time. It's a theory that even idiots can understand, but you don't because you're an idiot?

"Whoa. Get on with it. I'm gonna kill you, okay?

"If I do, I can kick you out right away. You want to try?

Hatter is hatter to the bastard.

This guy is not getting his hands on me. I mean, you'd better get your hands on it, like this.

"... Shit. He's got a lot of liver."

Ron hair distorts his face.

But he immediately looks at me with a nigga in his face. Provocatively.

"I get it. All of them here are my dachs, and they accompanied me here... and if my escort stayed that long, they'd complain, right? Naturally."

What? What are you up to next?

"Hey."

"Heh."

When Ron Hair spoke, one man, standing behind Ron Hair, arrived at the table.

And say it in a wild voice towards Ginette.

"A guest. Bring the menu."

"Huh? Oh, yes!

Ginette returns to the counter and takes the menu.

"Tea. Give me the cheapest guy."

"Yes..."

Ginette looks at me chilly.... Well, do we have to let it out?

When I snorted, Ginette walked into the kitchen.

"Kuhaha! That's right, why don't you say 'take your time'! Shit! I didn't get bad service - this store!

The big men laugh at the words of Ron Hair.

What kind of money is this?

Estella, quietly angry, asks in an angry voice.

As I stroke that nerve back, Ron Hair stares at Estella with a nasty eye.

"My escort just turned into your man's escort"

"Huh!?

"No way, no one but the guests is off-limits, right? You're allowed to stay a little bit, aren't you? How many minutes? How many seconds? Whatever you want, you decide. I won't be with him when that time passes. Instead, I'll take you with me."

"Such reasoning... Huh!

I'll stop Estella from making a fuss.

Put your arms out in front of you and block the words.

You don't have to talk. These scumbags... they're my prey.

"Okay, I get it."

"Heh. So you admit I'm right?

"You can do whatever you want. A year or a decade. Just keep sitting there until you feel better."

"Ha, ha, ha! That would be great!

Ron Hair grinned with his belly, stood up loosely and peered into my face from so close.

Giraffed eyes loom right in front of you.

"Well, let me do that.............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

Laughing in a creepy voice, he rocks his shoulders back to his seat like he won.

I lowered my back somewhere and put my legs together for this lookout.

"Loretta."

Yes, sir.

I'll call Loretta and take her to the corner of the store.

Sit at the table at the end and remove the paper and pen from your chest pocket.

"Please grab me. You're an asshole's daughter, so don't forget to write down what you need."

"I'm not an asshole, am I?!?

I can see the sight of Ron Hair and the big boys coming together.

But I ignored it, and I wrote 'What I Need' on the paper.

The time is… before sixteen o'clock … critical in time.

"If you don't have enough men, I can ask your siblings for help."

"Is there that much to buy?

"I don't buy much, but you're an asshole."

"I'm not an asshole!?

I'll give Loretta the note I wrote up.

I glanced at the content and Loretta's eyes glistened.

"I get it! I'll take care of it!

Beat Don on the chest, and Loretta goes to Estella.

"Come on, Mr. Estella. You're going out with me!

"Huh!? Me too!?

"Oh, go on. Go on. I guess I'm just upset that you're here."

"But Yashiro......!?

"Fine.... help Loretta."

………………

Estella stares at me.

And he grinned invincibly with a quick lifting of the corner of his mouth.

"I can't help it. I can help you."

"Okay, I'm coming!

"Is that a go out?

I'm back with tea. Ginette's leaving. Ask Estella and Loretta.

"Yes!

"Hey, hey, hey, hey."

"Well, take care"

Ginette makes the meeting and drops off Estella and Loretta.

Ginette then placed the tea on the table of the big man, who made it clear that he was a guest.

"Hey, what are you up to?

Ron's hair is staring at me.

"No, what. I see two unusual guests who might be staying longer. There's a lot going on here."

"Hmm... I don't like it man"

"Thank you. Oh, yeah, yeah. That's what I was saying. Seventeen minutes."

"Huh?"

I'm sure you're retarded. Ron's hair frowns when he hears the specific number XVII.

"Didn't I just say that? Tell me how long I can stay with you. I can decide, can't I? Then every seventeen minutes. So, every hour of it turns into one of them, he said. If you violate it, leave immediately."

"Temee...... I knew I was up to something...... Huh!

"It's okay, it's just for today"

I'll say it in a soothing voice so as to calm the rising ron hair.

Because it's just today.... I'm not sure what's okay with that myself, but it's something that makes me feel somewhat okay if they tell me it's okay.

Look at that. Ron's hair was also somehow flushed and he sat back in his chair. He looks like, "Well, are you okay?" I don't think so.

"Hey Ginette. You have an hourglass that can tell the details of the time I made it, right?

"Yes. Um, he's the one with the line, isn't he?

"That's right. Bring him. Because I'm sure it'll help."

"Yes."

There's an hourglass I made that says you should start making cakes and figure out the exact time. It's as simple as having a line drawn into a minute's pieces, but it's a treasure for cake making.

"Well, I'll leave you at the counter"

That said, Ginette puts a big hourglass on the counter.

It's a big hourglass that measures an hour in total.

When Ginette flips, the sagging sand begins to fall.

"Well, I'll start now"

"So what kind of money is that?

Ron's hair irritates me and stares at me.

"With the clock, people want to go home fast."

So there are many places in the coffee shop where the clock is invisible from the customer. It's a consideration to be generous. There are many places in amusement parks and game centers that only place watches in limited places. I put it away because it's necessary, but if you want it to be as slow as possible without worrying about time, that's the kind of action you take.

of, do the opposite. Go home, you idiot. That's the signal.

"Bye, Ginette. Ask me for dinner. I can't eat anything over there and I'm starving."

"Yes. So what do you want it to be?

"That's right............... I'd love to eat Yangdu Pavilion Kaiseki ~ Colour ~"

It's the most expensive menu in this store.

It is a gorgeous delicacy for appearance, using decorative cuts and serving lots of freaks in small quantities.

Naturally it also takes time to make. But no more customers will come today... for a while.

So this is the kind of day I thought I'd take the time to get it made.

"It'll take you a while, won't it?

"I'm fine. I'll make a flag for your kids' lunch."

Okay, hold on a second.

Pepper and head down. Ginette enters the kitchen.

Yeah, well, all you have to do is forget about all this annoying crap and cook your favorite dishes.

"Dude. I just have to let go of the customers!?

"What? Extra?"

"Are you kidding me!?

"Well, slow down, sir."

Knock on Ron Hair's table and I'll pass by. Bring the ingredients to make the flag.

Naturally, the work is done in the cafeteria. Can you keep an eye out for these dangerous people?

Me getting all the ingredients together and quietly starting to build the flag.

Heavy silence descends in the dining room.

On the way, the church bell rings. "End Bell" - that is, a signal that it is sixteen o'clock.

Until then, the gaze of the men who had concentrated on the hourglass is scattered by the sound of the bells. You seem to have sharpened your focus to good health.

"Mr. Yashiro. Thank you for waiting."

"Oh, thank you."

Then I lost so much, and the Yangdu Pavilion Kaiseki - Colour - was brought before me. Something like about thirty minutes from the order? It's getting a lot faster.

Oh, I'm more in the mood than usual. Ginette may have been under a lot of stress, too. He has a lucid smile on his hands with a dish that is a masterpiece of Kaishin.

"Ugh, looks delicious ~"

"Damn! Look at this... Uzee, Temee!

Hmm. It's a dish you guys can't handle like killing time with a cup of cheap tea. Let's be envious.

You can order anything you want, okay? If you can pay for it.

"You want some?

"Oh, you're giving it to me?

"No, I'll take the money?

"What, that!?

"People call this' business'"

"I don't know what to do. Don't let it slip away!

Don't you see... well... that's a shame.

"Okay, I'll take it"

When I open my mouth and start eating, the gourds will all look at me.

And it's a missed candidate.

I don't know what you want to do with all these embarrassing people.

This is the kind of work even a patient guy should be allowed to do.... Well, I even doubt that harassment of restaurants can be called work.

Harassment is, in other words, root competition.

Whatever they say to the store side, it's dodgy and they don't know, they don't hear anything, they don't see anything, they don't talk, they don't walk away. It's not for him who can't do that.

I slowly took about forty-five minutes to eat while I was exposed to the gaze of the gorots watching the cancer.

I took a seat on the way over the hourglass once, but since then I've had an elegant time in the corner seat.

"Mr. Yashiro. How about dessert after dinner?

"Oh, good. Maybe I'll get a fruit tart."

"Okay, I'll get you ready."

"Oh, before that, Ginette"

"Yes?"

Calling Ginette back to the kitchen.

This guy has been standing by me the whole time. Sometimes it would have been uncomfortable to have a bunch of gorots, but I don't have anything to do because I don't have any customers.

The time I can't do anything in my spare time relentlessly deprives me of my strength and energy. Ginette would also be quite tired.

"Before my cake, get some rest for about thirty minutes. You didn't even eat dinner, did you?

"But..."

"I'm fine. I'm hungry now, and if you want to serve a customer, I'll do it! You look like this, you're good at customer service."

"Kusu...... right. Well, thank you."

He lowered his head with a dust and Ginette pulled him into the kitchen.

On the dining room floor, a dozen gorots and me.

I can't help it. Do you even serve customers?

"Customer, do you have any itching?

"Don't make me laugh! Because I'm annoyed, Temehe, shut up!

I guess I'm hungry. It's very crunchy.

"Whoa. Don't be so crunchy. This is not the Omake place around Imagawa Yakitori... Puppy!

"It's not funny! Don't laugh, depressing!

It's not funny or terrible ~?

I stared at him with a grumpy eye because I regretted it. Then, though they looked creepy and pointed at each body.

Terrible, huh?

Thirty minutes pass while completely ignored.

"Mr. Yashiro. It's fruit tart and iced tea."

By the time Ginette had finished her break and brought me the cake, it was starting to dim out the window.

"Oh, I was just getting hungry. No, I'm sorry I came at a good time. Hey, what the hell?"

Make your tongue peek peppery and cute from the left corner of your mouth like the famous cake shop sign daughter.

Fruit tarts don't taste like Mom.

I can see that every one of those things that I say and do is irritating the Gorotsky people.

Inside the store of the Yangdu Pavilion was filled with a vortex of hatred.

"Uh-oh, no!"

When I took a bite of the cake and expressed my honesty in a slightly tall voice, there was movement on one of the big men standing up.... I guess I'm busted... I shake my fist high with a hard grip and swing it down over the table that was by my side.

"If you break it, pay for it."

Shortly before the big man's fist and table clashed, the big man stopped the move with words I uttered.

"Then, everyone involved will be banned from going in and out."

Guru, he turns his neck in a broken doll-like motion and turns his gaze to the big man as he pees.

Gori, with a toothpick he could hear so far, the big man took a step toward me.

"Stop it!"

It was Ron Hair's voice that stopped it.

A big man staring at his lone hair with a disgruntled face. But Ron Hair whines with a more awesome face than such a big man.

"Can't you hear me?

Ho... you've got control.

Dominance by fear, though.

I don't know what that Ron Hair is like in these guys, but I guess the big guy can't argue with Ron Hair or anything.

The big man returns to his original place, staring at me with such a distortion that he seems to cramp his facial muscles.

You're about to run out of blood vessels, that look.

- And then.

"Oh dear!

Good health, one Hamster boy jumped into the store.

"Whoo!?

The Hamster boy peeled his eyes at the different sights in the store and stiffened with an interesting outfit.

"This is... exactly... a big bag of muscles!

Ham Moru.

"Come on..."

Ham Moru is staring at my face.

When I snorted, Hammuru looked like "good".

"Sweaty, poisonous gas!

"The kid!?

"Yikes!

Saying what I wanted to say, Hammoru popped out of the dining room.

... that gaze is "can I say it?" That was my gaze............... how much I wanted to say, the last line.

But, well, 'good news' is breaking in.

So, is it time to start? "Yashiro Theatre at dusk".

When I glanced at the hourglass, another thirteen minutes had passed. Soon, all the sand will fall.

"Hey, big guy over there"

I give voice to the big man who stares at me.

"It's time for two hours, but come on..."

I ask with my chin pointing to the hourglass.

"Which one are you with now?

".................. Huh?

"No, 'Huh?' Not. You're turning into one of them for seventeen minutes, right?

The big man makes a fool out of himself. My angry, heated brain panicked.

"No..."

"Hmm? No? If you're not taking either one of them, you're a total outsider, so I'm gonna ask you to leave now, okay?

The big man hurries and turns his gaze to Ron Hair.

You want me to give my opinion to Ron Hair? Well, fine. Do whatever you want.

"Surely at first, you were one of those big boys over there? Is that all right?

Ron Hair looks at the hourglass.

And glorify his face.... Oh, I knew you would.

Unexpectedly, the grin leaks.

"Wow. Then I'll give you a hint."

That's what I say, I stand next to the hourglass. Then open your mouth again as the sand inside crosses the second line from the bottom.

"Just in one minute, two hours, minus one minute... I mean, one hundred twenty minus one, one hundred and nineteen minutes"

The men in the line of numbers, as well as even the longhairs, show the colour of the wolves. Seems pretty upset in my head.

"And seventeen, seventeen to break one hundred and nineteen, is seven."

It's a simple quota...... sounds like it's still hard for these guys. I see facial wrinkles. I see more.

"So now it's the seventeenth minute of the Seventh."

"Seventh time," I say emphatically, "Ron Hair looks up hah.

"Because it started with you..."

Saying, Ron Hair points to the big man. And "once," he points his finger at himself, and "twice," he points to the big man again. And then you point to yourself and the big man alternately, and the seventh time you stop, the end is yourself - the lone hairs.

"-!? It's me! Hey, you guys, it's me with you!?

"Oh... yes! I will!"

"Me too!

"Me too!

One big man after another says, "I'm with Ron Hair," he says.

While doing so, the sand transcends the last line of sarcasm and fall. Fifty-nine minutes.

"Me too!

"Me too!

Only two people said that over fifty-nine minutes.

"Ah, spare me!

I accidentally rang my finger.

"Come on! Noroma! It stinks, Temehe and the others!

Ron Hair conjures up the two of us who are late.

The two blamed dropped their shoulders and leaned down.

Oh, I see. That's a mistake.

No, no. Because it's the other way around.

Well, here's what I'm gonna do.

"You've just begun seventeen minutes of" Eye "eight times."

I say to Ron Hair, who scratches the cold sweat but sees this one with a proud face, this time emphasizing the 'eyes'.

and frowned, as Ron's hair noticed discomfort.

"Because the first seventeen minutes were with the big guy over there..."

I point to the big man and say "one," and now I point to Ron Hair and go on to say "two."

He counted the numbers "three, four, five, six, seven…", pointing alternately at them as Ron Hair did, and stopped those fingers when he said "eight".

"Seventeen minutes from now, the eighth time, it's against the rules if you're not with me."

The person in the direction of his fingertips - Ron Hair, I say with a full grin.

"So get out of here, all the guys who said they were taking Ron Hair in the turn just now. No, I thought we were going to wipe them out, but we both stayed. Too bad."

"Hmm...... Huh!?

Ron's hair opened his eyes and then engraved a deep crease between his eyebrows.

"... what the fuck, man?

"About what? I was vague. I just clarified the rules and declared the start time, okay?

That, too, even makes it clear that it is the rule for today only.

You guys have your own rules.

"There's got to be nothing wrong with the rest if you can do a simple calculation, and you even gave me a hint because you didn't even seem to be able to do that calculation." Seventh time. "

It was Ron Hair herself who started counting from herself, not from the big man, mistakenly mistakenly thinking of that as' seven different cuts'.

"... come on, don't stare at me with a scary face"

I'll mock you for making a fool of Ron Hair staring at me with evil eyes.

"I did it on the rules you guys set for yourselves, didn't I? So much so that you'd appreciate it."

It was the Ron Hairs who brought up this rule.

You know, I can decide on a time, and when I'm past that, I'm out.

"Well, let's get the long stayers out of here."

"Hey, wait! I knew they weren't with me! If you think about it..."

I point to the nose of Ron Hair trying to make an ugly excuse with my arms straight out.

"Hmm? What?

"....................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... It's nothing!

Word is the moment you put it in your mouth, and the moment you write it in a letter, responsibility arises.

Sometimes the words I utter walk alone and are used in situations where I don't even think about them. But the responsibility is borne by the one who originated it.

I can't believe they keep blaming me for decades of silence.

Just now, that's what Temehe said himself. I need you to take responsibility.

"Come on, I'll get in the way of sales, so why don't we pick it up?

Shake your arms gracefully and direct your 'escort' to the door.

Ron Hair, who kept his mouth shut and was staring at my movements, told the big men after a tongue slap.

"........................... Hey"

"... hey"

After a short exchange, the men leave the dining room.

At that time, look at me standing by the door as much as you can.

"Dude, what the fuck!? You guys in the way!?

"Not at all. It doesn't have to be hot."

I hear familiar voices from beyond the big men leaving the store.

"He's not a guest. Get the hell out of here!

"Not at all."

It was Delia and Norma who came into the store to tear up the big men who were going to crash near the door.

You've come a long way. Naturally, it's an invitation.

"There are wasps, too."

And Imelda enters the store a little late.

Seemed like he wanted to stand out.... stick to the little things you should come in with, this guy.

With his hands wide open and ignoring the glamorous appearance of Imelda, Delia and Norma stand in front of the standing big man. One-on-one. Peek into your face and say it in a clear voice.

"Out of the way, out of the way"

"You're blind."

A big man who was clearly sold a fight tries to pull out a sword that hangs on his hips.

but...

"" -!?

Delia holding down the sword pattern.

That's it, the big man seems to have lost his sword. Before Delia's power, there's no exchanging.

And Norma was pointing the flue perfectly at the big man's neck before the big man gripped the pattern.

At a glance. There is too much difference in strength.

So the big man can't do anything against Delia and Norma, these two.

"Totally. That's noisy. The wasp will grace you with tea."

That's what Imelda says, she goes to the front of the big man sitting in the chair and becomes Jen-royal.

"Step aside. I'm in the mood for tea in this chair today."

"... ah!?

He made a wild voice and the big man tried to grab Imelda. Exactly then, the big men, very hot and bitter and dependable, slipped in.

"" "" Don't touch the lady with ease. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!

It's the Imelda SS of the Woody Guild.

Have you come to the 42nd arrondissement?

Standing to protect Imelda, and surrounding Imelda to intimidate the big man who tried to work the wolf.

That man, too, is so many hot and painful... moreover, nasty... no, no, he can't seem to be a normal mind surrounded by the good wood dust of Gatai, he began to dazzle sweat from his forehead.

"I'll just say this one last time." Retreat "!

"… yes…………"

To Imelda's words, the big man gave up his standing seat loosely.

"Temee et al...... aren't you going to do it!?

Ron Hair roughs up his voice and kicks down his desk.

"Hey! Temehe et al! Never mind! Come in, all of you! This isn't happening! Break this shop down and shut him down!

To the voice of Ron Hair, the big man who was out............ didn't respond.

"Hey!? What's up!? Come on in!

That's what they say, countless big men come into the store.

However……

"... who are you, Terra...?

It wasn't the Gorotsky people.

Ron's hair is bewildered and he flaunts the big men coming in front one after the other.

"These guys are my business associates."

"These are the cute ones."

Those were the fishermen of the river fishing guild and the craftsmen who were sheet metal workers and blacksmiths on Hardware Street.

I've seen them face to face a few times too...... Osama guys, I'm still scared of faces... so much that the Gorotsky guys look adorable characters.

"These guys are acquaintances of Delia and Norma, as well as people I know. Every seventeen minutes means taking one of them, which changes each time. Well, don't worry about it. If you're in the way, tell me. 'Cause I'm gonna get you out of here."

The face of the lone hair is easily understood and distorted.

"... heh, heh. I see. Very well, my dear."

Ron's hair grins at his mouth as he sweats cold.

"Sure, it sounds like you should back off for today. But that's not the end of it, is it? This store's gonna be open all day tomorrow and the day after, right? How long can a total battle like this last one last?

"Total force battle? What are you talking about?

"It's not a pussy! I guess I've been gathering all the guys I remember in my arms in the 42nd arrondissement! Daikanya, the uncharacteristic ordinary woman you gave me the note ran to use it!

Sounds like it's about Loretta.

"But I'm sorry to hear that! I just wasn't ready this time, and I've got as many hitters over here as I can!

"Ho..."

The vainglorious Longhaired eyes were swimming in abundance.

"Well, it's time for you to spare me that! In this case, gather as many of your men as you can and surround this store... Huh!

The wild Ron's hair is spraying.

At that time...

"" "Rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

Suddenly, I hear a healthy voice coming from outside the dining room.

It's the kids' voices.

"Hey, what, now!?

"Brother! Oh, my God!

One of Gorotsuki, who was being driven outside, rushes in looking messed up.

"Outside, there's a horrible army!?

"Army!?

Ron Hair runs out and rolls out by pushing Gorotsuki, who stands in front of the door.

I'll go after him, too. Take your time.

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

Ron Hair, who went outside and turned his gaze in the direction of the church, stunned and stiffened his stunned expression on his face, just like any other Gorotsuki who had witnessed the sight earlier.

Open your mouth wide and gently.

Longhairs stare ahead...

There was a shadow of fifty too many soldiers on a dim road with dusk looming.

Sound the footsteps with Zach Zach, marching down the street plan from the side of the city gate.

"Hey, that, Ritsuma!?

"Ritsuma!

In front of the Yangdu Pavilion, children with small flags depicting the Lord's crest were pushing in large numbers.

He is screaming as far as his voice can as he waves his flag diligently with his little arm.

"Ritsu-sama!

"Rieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

Cheers fly as they cleave the sun and darkness toward the soldiers still marching far away.

Glowing bricks set at equal intervals on planned streets make the march of the prestigious soldiers even more dignified. Occasionally, the spear blade sparkles with reflection of light.

"hey... what the hell is this place..."

"You guys want to interrupt the sale of cake?

To the words thrown from behind, Ron's hair trembles on his shoulders and looks back like he's messed up.

Ahead, Estella, who had taken a vigilante soldier, stood with a beautiful and ruthless grin.

"Cake has now become a major industry in District 42... if you mean to disrupt it..."

The sunset adds to Estella's exuberant elegant beauty, creating a chill that is no longer even likely to remember fear.

From its little lips, like red ripe fruit, a devilish grunt leaks.

"... you are the enemies of District 42. We'll do everything we can to get rid of it, okay?

"Ku...... Huh!?

"Right."

Before the backward long hair, I go in and out.

"These guys gave up 'being a guest' from themselves. I said it until I smashed the Yangdu Pavilion..........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"Oh, that's.................. eh!

The only reason we didn't give a hand.

The moment I abandoned "Being a Customer," the future of this guy was set.

Exclude.

You don't have to choose the means to do this.

The invaders need a lot of sanctions, don't they?

"I didn't hear there were so many soldiers in the 42nd arrondissement!

"And what the hell are these kids!?

Gorotsuki and the others are panicking.

It's an ugliness that screams something in its mouth, but it's hard to hear.

"What I didn't know was that you guys were ignorant, right? Why didn't you do a little digging while you got the information on the cake?

No one could argue with Estella's words.

"It's been decided for a long time that kids are going crazy, hasn't it? In every world, well, it would be the same."

Kids who continue to cheer on the shadow of marching soldiers with endless power.

I'll hold one of those, and I'll tell the gorots.

"The hero who defeated the dragon... the great warrior of a hundred wars... it's the absolute mighty who always obsesses the kid."

"Ritsu-sama!

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Screaming close to screaming continues.

A small flag is waving by the time I'm enthusiastic.

This sight... would be quite fearful.

Absolutely powerful enough to captivate an innocent kid.

That's what's looming at us without the herd.

I'm holding back a few people behind Estella.

"If Temehe and the others want to make their lives crude, you can do whatever you want. But before you do, why don't you ask Temehe's employer for a message?

The sweat that passed down Ron Hair's cheeks fell from the tip of his chin.

Wait till the drip hits the ground and disappears, and I'll say it in a clear tone.

"Who sells fights, isn't it wrong?

Think carefully about who Temega-san is good for... and tell him.

"Ah, brother...!

"Ugh, you can't do that! The advance I got, though I would have already spent it! You can pull it here!

"But!"

"Ugh! Before reinforcements arrive, kill all the guys here, and then run outside the precinct. Ah, whatever!

You were cornered and lost in blood, and Ron Hair pulled out his lower back sword.

Delia on Estella, Norma and the vigilante, and the good big men of Gatai start to get up and kill themselves.

When the air strained and the atmosphere began to drift around…

"... I'm home"

I heard a flat, small, very familiar voice.

Magda.

He must have come back from the hunt.

"... out of the way. I can't get through."

Vigilantes and woodcutters hiss each other, and you can hear Magda from beyond.

… and at the same time the twirl rises.

The vigilantes, the woodcutters, the fishermen, the blacksmiths and the muscular bragging big men make way for fear.

Magda stood at the end of the Zuzaar open road.

"............... this is, again"

I lost my word by accident, too.

"... Today, the big guy got it"

Magda was in charge of Bonacon, a super-dozen warcraft that would be five times more than her own.

"Bo, Bo Bo Bo, Bonacon!?

Odd voices rise from among the Gorotsky people.

Bonacon is a warcraft that is considered difficult to pin down even by skilled hunters belonging to the Hunting Alliance.

Besides, if it were to be such a non-standard decadence... I wouldn't hunt anything but a bucket of stuff.

"... Delia, hold it"

"Yeah, I can't help it."

While leaking dissatisfaction, Delia lifts the giant Bonacon with one hand for fun.

... whirlwind.

"Hey, should I put you in this store?

"Ah, yes. Please go to the courtyard."

"The stall's in the way. Norma, let me retreat."

"Don't feel comfortable using it."

Even so, he leaves the two stalls that were parked in the yard of the Yangdu Pavilion to the end.

... warfare.

"... Yashiro"

"Hmm? What?"

"… reward"

"Yes, sir."

Magda hugging Po all over my hips. I'll stroke those ears.

... screaming.

"Ahhh!? Oh, that guy! Tot, tot, tiger ears, ears, too!?

"You don't need your life!?

"You're gonna get busted!?

Gorotsuki and his gangsters are making a scene.

Oh, my God. I hope Magda is happy.

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

See?

"Hey, what the fuck, you guys!? He's always a mess! That's totally different than what I was hearing!

Ron's hair steps on the ground with a dam dam, scratching his hair with gushagusha.

"... can you do this............... you're not kidding me, Chickshoo!

After a quiet grunt as if the breaker had fallen, leave it to the gushing emotions to summon and scatter.

"You can't go to war with that kind of money! What, how many of those soldiers!? What the fuck, these buckets!? Hmm, what the hell is this guy?!?

At the end of the day, point me at you and point your bloody eyes at me from the gap in your messy lone hair.

"I'm so smart pretending like an idiot, I sometimes show my guts here, I touch the tiger people's ears with a cheerful face......... YOU, WHAT!? What the fuck!?

"I don't care what they say... I'm just a cafeteria employee"

"You're kidding me!

Ron hair that twists your body as if you had even touched it, exudes overstretched emotions that have no place to do it.... Looks like you're looking at a broken person, a little scary.

"Since when... since when did you know this would happen!? How long have you been ready?

Ultimately, he has a crying look.

I don't know what this guy himself knows anymore. Even what I want to do.

"If you ask me that, you're not convinced."

"What!?

"Than that............... okay?

Quickly raise your chin and point it to the rear of your long hair.

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"........................... Damn it! We're getting away, Temehe and the others!

"Huh!? Oh, ha, yes!

Through the space that was open to let Magda through, the Gorotsky men fled with the momentum that was about to fall.

Looks like I'm an employee of the dining room and I'm gonna drop you off correctly.

"Come again!

"Funny! Will you ever come again, Bokee!

Ron, the hairy howl stuck to the darkened sky.

Now there won't be any more of those hand guys hanging around the 42nd Ward.

"Ritsu-sama!

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa..."

"Yes! Stop! Let it go! Kids! Shut up once!

"Rieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

"Rigggggggggggggggggggggggggggggg!

"Are you a monster!? Damn it!

"" "Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!

... these kids...........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"Urgent announcement! If you don't be quiet now, your accumulated power will be confiscated and you will remain at zero!

…………

Pitty, the noise stopped.

... Kids, how far is cash, you guys?

"Oh, um... Mr. Yashiro"

It seemed so dangerous that Ginette was subtly protected by wood dust. With Gorotsuki gone, he showed up before me.

However, there were countless question marks on that face.

"Me, what happened... I'm a pussy"

Wow, you haven't heard that in a long time, pussy. Why did you choose that word, 'Forced Translation Magic'?

"Hehehe! Actually, it was all me setting it up!

The shadow of a soldier marching from the direction of the city gate finally arrives in front of the Yangdu pavilion.

At the beginning of that row was... Loretta.

"Oh, um... what is this..."

"" "Ohhhhhhhhh!

Behind Loretta, the sisters say in solidarity.

The siblings each held a 'wax doll dressed like a soldier'.

"This is the soldier's,... who is it?

I'm going to snort loudly because Ginette has been looking me in the eye like she asks.

I used the note and asked Loretta to grab it.

I've told Delia, Norma, and Imelda to request help, but this was the creep at best.

"Let Becco make fifty soldier wax dolls. When it gets dark outside, use them to create a fictional march '

That's what I wrote down.

Becco is the guy who finishes my wax statue in around forty minutes. If you don't pay attention to the details, you can go fifty in about two hours.

But you did your best.

Even though I said two hours, I thought it would take longer...... when Hammorrow jumped in, he said, "Huh, already!?" I was surprised.

Yes, the signal that the march was ready was Hammorrow's visit.

"The Great March on the West Side has been a great success with my achievements!

Loretta stretches her chest without a big deal and proudly speaks.

Yes, yes, awesome. I'll reward you with something next time.

So, if the west is Loretta, the east is Estella.

"You did a great job, too."

"No..."

With great success, I can't get a little look on my face.

What's the matter, Estella?

"You're losing your chest and you can strain it, okay? Because nobody gets mad, and they don't cry."

"Because I'm not reluctant! Who's going to cry!?

I pinched one cough really, and Estella shyly slipped her gaze out dressed like a neck hurt systemic boy.

"Honestly, I lacked calm until I went outside. Yashiro's note finally pointed me out to do what I had to do... I'm sorry."

"Hmm? Ah."

Estella had fallen squarely into that long-haired thought.

So I wrote 'Take Estella out' on the note I gave Loretta, and wrote 'You just have to be active where you live' to Estella.

I'm in charge of those kids.

Suitable material.

"But I can't believe they even use the kids..."

Estella's expression finally reverts, as she exhaled the painful air.

And I smiled bitterly, as usual.

"It's actually amazing that kids get obsessed. Me and those guys, there was something I used to get obsessed with. When I think about it, I can see how amazing it is to captivate a kid."

All I can say is enthusiastic, the kids in District 42 are obsessed with 'lords'.

Most of all, that's not what the Gorotsky people "misunderstood," admiring the vigilante, or being heartbroken by the lord.

I used Loretta and told the kids this.

"Cheering for the vigilante queues coming from the church this evening, showing the flag of the lord, will accumulate more and more 'super lord power', which will be, mecha awesome" -.

... Well, I have to think about the content of "Mecha Awesome Things" after this... like a dozen big wins or something? Oh, can I have a big size wax shape or something? Yeah, it feels special when it comes to big. All right, let's let Becco make it.

"I can't believe your children's lunch is useful here."

The little flag marked with the emblem of the lord that the kids were waving so hard is a child's lunch flag, not to mention. And the imprint "Lords = Good Things" can also be described as a feat of your child's lunch.

"Gentlemen, then, Lord, with a flag full of power accumulated, you will go to Sister Ginette and get a voucher!

"" "" "Yes!

"Huh!? Huh!? Hih, what is a voucher?!? Um, Mr. Yashiro!?

"Whatever you can identify yourself with. Regards appropriately."

"Huh!? Yes! I'll try!

Ginette walked into the dining room, screwed up by a huge number of kids.

... I'm sorry, Ginette. I definitely don't like hanging out with that power of the kids. Because it's tough.

"Will this stop the Gorotsky Guild from giving a little bit to District 42?

"It may not go away, but it will be fine for a while"

When he got a bad hand, he got a big burn, and he showed it to him.

If you've got a little time, you might be able to take care of it in the meantime.

In the meantime, let's work with around the forty districts to pack up Gorotsuki measures.

"Mr. Yashiro. Is the case solved?

Immelda comes close as she twirls her umbrella.

Behind it is also the figure of Delia and Norma.

"Wow, thanks for your help."

"I mean fine! I can count on you. Don and I can handle it!

Delia slaps Don on the chest.

"I'm sorry for your loss. I don't care if you call me, just do it once in a while."

Norma sprinkles the flue after one job.

"If you get waxed, you don't even have to make it!

Open the sun umbrella even though it's not even sunrise, and turn it gorgeously when you twirl.... Kabuki.

"Those big guys over there, thank you for your hard work!

"No more, Yashiro. Others behave!"

... the blacksmiths. Not all of them. Never all of them are like this. But when it came to being the strong guys I could gather using Norma, this was all I had... good, I didn't have to say a word.

"Don't thank me, Mr. Yashiro! We'll do anything for Mr. Yashiro! So the sweet things of my parents and the lives of Omero's brother..."

"" "In the future, please give me one regards!

... the fishermen of the River Fishing Alliance.... I don't know if Omero is admired or abandoned. That's a position.

"We just did it for the lady, and it's not for you!

"Tundre or these stupid muscles"

The wooden guild guys are the same for better or worse.

Again, I used a large number of people to hit one big play... that's not perfect.

"Do you want to show Becco Magda's captured Bonacon skull and keep the replica in the square?"

"That might be a good idea. Around it, if the children with the Lord's flag were running around..."

"... could be a good threat to Gorotsuki, who's here to scout"

"We don't just have to worry about our underpowered vigilante. If that deters you, you're welcome."

"See you like that"

"Yeah. Good luck this time."

Exchange high touches with Estella.

In the stream, he also made high touches with Delia, Norma and Imelda, and stroked Magda's head across the bokeh of going through Loretta.

Magda seemed to have run out of batteries and was asleep at the garden tip when she noticed.

Consolidate the defense because the enemy is unspecified.

They made me go around a lot, but this will hold up for a while.

Kramer aims for something that doesn't have fangs.

Once you bite him big, he'll grow up for a while.

Most importantly, if you were an adhesive opponent, it would be more troublesome from there...

Now, let's just say we immerse ourselves in victory.

And I'll work hard from tomorrow and make exactly what I lost today!