Isekai Sagishi no Consulting

Well sunny, refreshing morning.

Estella sits in front of me with a full smile.

"Yashiro. Good news or bad news, which one do you want to hear from?

This is a church.

It's time for our usual donation and our breakfast.

"Just let me hear the good news."

"The kids deliberately delivered a letter to us saying, 'Thank you so much.' I'm happy and happy."

"So, what...?

"I wonder why this is a windy story about me kidnapping a young child!?

"If you have a pretty little girl, share it with me."

"I won't split it it!

"Are you going to make it up to me!?

"Because I won't! Because I didn't kidnap you!

Bang his desk, Estella snorted, "Supi!" Ring.

"What's the good news about that? I don't feel happier.

"If I'm in a good mood, you'll feel lighter, too, won't you?

"I'm sorry, but I'm not linking you to your spirit. Whether you're happy or sad, it won't affect you."

"Oh well. Yeah, you're right."

After saying it in a bright voice, Estella's expression clouded at once.

"... then just fine. Listen to the bad news so you don't get drawn to my downer feelings..."

"I'm saying I don't want to hear it. Have as much fun as breakfast."

Turn your body over and I won't listen to Estella. I'll make an appeal.

I don't want to hear this heavy story because it really kills my mood.

"Ham Moru ~, hey come"

"Hamuro?

When Estella calls, Hammoru comes here.

You don't recognize me. You're coming, this guy.

Incidentally, since Loretta began to participate in donations to the church a few days ago, her younger brothers, including Hammoru, are also here with her.

"Hey, Yashiro"

Estella covered Ham Moru to cuddle him from his back and stuck a butter knife to his neck............ hey!?

"If you don't listen to me, you're gonna get a scratch on this kid's face, okay?

"You're an idiot!?

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

What are you thinking, this guy!?

Didn't you take the kid hostage in church or drop him somewhere in the brain?!?

"It's a butter knife, so there's no danger.... It's just so sticky..."

"Ooh, hostage, baking!

"Ok, ok, so let Ham Moru go..."

Bertina's coming to anger. That's him, because he's an unexpectedly educational mom.

"Mr. Estella."

"Ah, Sister Bertina!? or this is just a joke..."

Here, look.

Bertina can't forgive you for joking about the hostages...

"Butter knives are not meant for people. It's a perky lick."

"It's not even a peppery lick!?

"Ugh. I'm just kidding."

Does that count as a joke, not a lie?

Well, I'm not going to frog Bertina...

"But stop acting like a joke or something that can have a negative impact on your child. It's dangerous to imitate."

"Yes, I'm sorry"

"No. Mr. Estella has a lot to offer, doesn't she? Talk to me whenever you need anything."

"Yes, thank you"

"Anything, it will help...... Mr. Yashiro will"

"Hey Cora, there's the eater"

You listen to him.

"I wish you a quiet meal."

And, leaving no convincing attention, Bertina leaves.

"You're pissed off."

"So why are you complaining to me? You'll deserve it."

"Ahhh, I really can't believe that's happening."

"Oh, already. I know! Listen, I want you to listen to that crap. Stop it, it's depressing."

She looks happy and Estella sits back in the right position.

"... so it's a very bad story..."

The smiley face disappears in an instant and becomes a dark look with Zudon again.

You're a colorful and facial alterer, really.

"The construction of the city gate is to be temporarily interrupted"

"Ha!?

What the fuck is that!?

Everything will be a top priority, now in the 42nd arrondissement!

"Actually, a powerful warcraft was discovered outside the outer walls."

"I don't know, it's been around for a while."

"... not so"

Magda interrupts my conversation with Estella.

"... making herds so that multiple males protect one female. unprecedented form."

"We decided to call it the 'Swarm'."

I guess that's what bees and ants are like, but they're rare in warcraft.

I see, Swarm... 'Herd'.

"Magda caught Bonakon a week ago when a strange gorotsuki took over the Yangdu pavilion."

"Oh, that was delicious."

We all wanted to stop by for a pretty big meal.

I got help getting rid of the Gorotsky people. We had a huge Bonacon party together.

"That's when Magda felt strange about the woods."

"... there was a bias in the movement of the Warcraft. Also scattered were traces of intense territorial strife at the level of destroying forests. This is unusual."

"So I sent the vigilante to investigate..."

Did you discover the Swarm?

You must have been pretty freaked out. The vigilantes here, they're late for Gorotsky, too.

"So, what do we do? If I had that, I wouldn't be able to build the city gates forever."

"... fine. Defeat the females and the Swarm will disintegrate with nature."

"So... who's going to do that?"

"I asked for a hunting guild."

Estella says as she strokes Magda's hair.

Estella has been stroking Magda's head a lot lately. My ears don't touch me because I don't have Magda's permission... but I guess I really want to pretend... Estella, you said you like being cute before.

"Mr. Damare, the representative of the hunting guild, was on board. He said he'd form a unit and respond as soon as possible."

"Ho. That sounds like a lot of tension."

"... because Magda hunted Bonacon"

Magda says with cold eyes.

Oh...... I mean, you think I'm sorry I haven't had a good place with Magda here lately and I can't stand the ments... you're a little guy, Usse Damare.

"... so the Branch Manager stops"

"Ha. That's spicy, Magda."

Estella peeps at the opportunity with a stroke that strikes a critical base of her ear.

Let me be honest with you already, "let me be too". And then he said, "... in exchange for" Peppa, "and he said," I can't make that exchange! "Estella says no from herself. Isn't that the usual flow?

Wait a minute.

"Is the hunting guild in District 42 a branch?

"... the headquarters are in the forty-first district"

"There's a city gate. It's natural to be based in a place that's easy to work with, right?

Sure. You dare to have a wooden guild headquartered in District 40, too. Imelda says it's a level where it's not strange that many who belong to the Wooddust Guild live in more than twenty upscale districts.

But I'm in the 40th arrondissement to use the city gate of the 40th arrondissement primarily.

The same goes for hunting guilds, right?

"So, why is there a branch in District 42?

"There are warcraft living in the woods of District 42."

"Oh... I was there, for sure"

After being preyed on by insect plants, there's a warcraft like a dumb big cat who's been following me with all his might... a past I don't even want to recall.

"... Sometimes, extremely occasionally, warcraft penetrates beyond the outer walls. There are dangerous warcraft living in the woods outside District 42 that can do about that."

"And then you have branches set aside to protect the city"

I guess that means a lot of preferential treatment.

I'm trying to be great.

"I think we've talked about it before."

"Am I?

"I should have told you everything about District 42."

"I'm sorry, but I forgot so much. I'm the type of person who only wants to remember what interests me."

"... well, I'll explain it to you each time..."

I'm being seen with a very troublesome eye.

Stop staring so hard. Isn't it illuminating?

"Well, that's why we're going to stop working for about a week"

"I guess it'll be over in a week, huh?

"Bent over, professional hunters, right? You'll live up to your expectations."

"... Usse Damare has a bad personality but a good arm"

Well, if Magda says so, I'll believe you. There's nothing else I can do.

"Won't Magda join us?

"... told me not to come"

"You mean you don't want Magda to handle you any more? I can't let it go."

"... there's that too. But" The Glowing Man with the Red Moya "has the potential to pull a leg when hunting the herd"

If the opponent is united, he or she will enter Berserker mode, boasting an invincible strength of 'Red Moya', but after use, reason will not work for some time due to severe hunger.

Sure, it may be a little hard to handle with a large number versus a large number. Well, that should also be out of control depending on the commander... but for those who hunt for their lives, it may be a little threatening.

"Well, it's me. He's got the right material. Magda can hunt Bonacon alone. I'm just a little unsuitable this time."

Somewhere, Magda seemed depressed... and I said those words.

Replace Estella and put your hands on Magda's head.

When his ears fluttered, Magda hugged him on his hips.

"... nothing, I'm not depressed"

"Right. Okay, well, let's just let them have their way."

"... a sight of heights"

"Right."

Every time I flutter my ears, Magda hugs me with Gyu.

He cared a lot.

I don't know about this guy, because he's proud to be a part of the hunting guild.

"... nice, and mundane"

Estella stares jealously.

You want to pretend so bad...

"Hey, Magda. He wants to pretend to be Estella."

…………

sleigh and face up and gaze toward Estella.

Then Estella makes a friendly appeal filled with a full grin just here.

... but Magda was still not so sweet.

"... in exchange for 'dust'"

"Where are you going to pick it and twist it around!?

... I didn't expect you to go far beyond my imagination... Magda, she's a daughter who can't see the bottom.

And I mean...

"The city gate is also a problem..."

I see Chirali and Ginette.

"Oh, I'm in trouble! I was in very, very trouble! Oh, can anyone hear my troubles - chill out"

"Hey, Loretta... out of the way"

"It's terrible to interrupt!?

Even though I'm watching Ginette, Loretta continues to exude her aura by breaking into her sight and being obvious.... What do you want?

"Mr. Loretta. What can I do for you?

To the noisy Loretta, Ginette talks.

Ginette, come on, learn. Loretta at a time like this, all you have to say is shame, huh?

"Actually, Mr. Store Manager!

"Yes, what is it"

Ginette has a laborious grin... but I can see some fatigue in that look.

"I want to do a big operation to make you feel better because the manager is kind of unwell!

"What!? Me, how are you?

"Ah!? This was the guy I shouldn't have told directly to the store manager!?

... dude.

"Oh, um... do I look so unwell?

Ginette stares at us anxiously.

Honestly, you don't look well.

As a matter of fact, there have been strange visitors to the Yangdu Pavilion lately.

I don't know... what a disgusting guest 'they' are, hidden in malice.

It's not direct malice like the Gorotsky guys...

After driving back the Gorotsky people, a flash of peace returned to the Yang Deception Pavilion.

My usual customers show their faces, make silly noises, eat dinner and go home. That's good.

The problem is' customers from the outside 'that got mixed up there.

From two to about five unfamiliar groups of guests a day. Mostly a group of two or three come to the store and order the cake.

And the cake's coming. No... laugh with your nose.

"Look, here..." "Really... taste or product... something like that... hey?" "A bit of a plate choice too... hey?" - That's how it is.

But nothing more.

I don't rely on payments or make obfuscations.

I'm just going to take this appeal, "I wasn't satisfied," and go home.

"... are you still there, for example..."

Estella hits me in the ear.

Estella probably cared because she had only encountered it once, too.

Ginette always keeps thinking about what customers think, what they want, and what they will be happy to do. That's the part I'm sensitive to.

That's why I'm confused by the behavior of the 'customers' who have been getting mixed up here lately.

Even though I hate it so much, I come all the way to the store to look disgusted and complain... I guess I don't understand why.

You can't possibly understand.

Because it's the people who do that who don't understand why they're doing that.

It's just 'I don't like it somehow'.

And 'I'm sorry if I didn't complain about one of them'.

In short, I guess that means it got on my nose.

'I somehow don't like the slightly noisy Yangdu Pavilion cake because of the quality that's far from our favorite luxury', that's why.

This' somehow 'thing is tough...

Everyone is silent without being able to find the words to utter.

Heavy air can get around us.

"Customer preferences vary," Ginette said, showing a bare gesture that she didn't care... but from around her, I could clearly see that she was depressed.

"Loretta."

"Ha no..."

"Why are you so depressed?

"'Cause... the truth is, I'm trying to freak out the manager and make him feel better... but then, the tension goes up... and it's a failure"

Loretta is also sensitive to other people's emotions.

I guess I left it empty because I wanted to do something about it.

"Asshole."

"Ugh... I'll reflect"

"You're not."

Roll Loretta's head grizzly and force her bent face forward.

"Ginette's got a little bit better."

"Heh...?

Ahead of Loretta staring, Ginette had a weaker but softer grin than earlier.

"I'm just glad you think so, he is. Huh?"

"Yes, Mr. Loretta. Thank you."

"Well............... Store Manager Come on!

Loretta jumps into Ginette's chest and also buries her face in her bright blue fur or fur tits.

Ugh!? Nice!?

"Ginetto!"

"You can't, Yashiro!

"Ugh!?

Estella grabbed my collar relentlessly when she ran out, so her neck was squeezed and she sounded like a frog.

... You, my neck says, "Sure!" If it falls, "he said responsibly," it's a new face! "Throw it over..."

"Ooh, ooh... well, ooh, ooh... worried... ooh, ooh... ooh, ooh!

"So, are you okay, Mr. Yashiro!?

Not good... I'm in a weird place... and I'm gonna die...

"Yes, Mr. Yashiro. It's water."

"Bertie, cheers..."

"Look, stretch your back and drink your water slowly...... yes, calm down...... yes. Well done."

Bertina caresses my back gently. The arrangement was gentle, and somehow, it warmed up in my chest.

".................. stopped"

"Sister's been good at this for a long time."

Ginette says happily.

I'm sure Ginette herself was helped this way and again by Bertina.

"Gentlemen. May I have a moment?

As usual, stretch your spine perfectly and Bertina speaks out in a quiet voice.

"I can't help liking and disliking it. If you try to force yourself to change that, there will always be a clash. To accept, to tolerate, … to distance ourselves if still not possible. There is absolutely no such thing as the right thing to do, but I want you all to make the best choice."

"Anything, you can't try to make us do what we want, that's what you mean"

To Estella's words, Bertina smiles quietly.

"Ginette."

"Yes."

"Some people will say tough things. But there are so many people around you who think a lot of you."

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

"People tend to care more about words that are really spicy. It will be remembered because it hurts in my ear. But... don't miss the words that say you like me. The person who cares about you is the one you should take care of. Please be careful not to lose sight of your loved ones while trying to escape your immediate luxury."

…………

Ginette closed her eyelids plenty, for about ten seconds, thinking carefully, then opened her eyes again... and nodded quietly.

"... Yes. Thank you."

Those big eyes were filled with calm light.

"Mr. Yashiro."

"What?

Ask, Bertina doesn't say anything just by pointing a smile over here.

Oh, yeah. I mean is that it?

"Ginette, thank you" - you mean.

In words, I'll have to respond in words, too.

I don't dare put it into words to create a situation where you don't have to do that.

Maybe they see through me, too.

Now I can't just put my chest up and say, "I'll take care of it"...

"Uh, so... what do you want to do? Leave it like this?

Grate and Loretta's gaze at this one as she buries her back head in Ginette's tits.

All right!? Take my place, that position!

"I can probably do something about the cake today"

"Huh?"

It was Ginette who raised her surprise.

Well, look at the situation at the Yangdu Pavilion, because it's a project that I quickly screwed in yesterday. I haven't explained it properly yet. I was hoping we could all get together in this place.

"Me, I'm going to District 40 for a little while after this today."

"What the hell are you going to do?

Estella asking.

And Ginette stares at me with her eyes crossed without anxiety and anticipation.

Bertina smiling.

Half-eyed magda, as usual.

Loretta buried in her tits.... Nice.

Seeing faces like that in turn, I declare.

"I'm picking malicious buds"

A troublesome situation can be opened up in a simple way. Go give it a try.