Isekai Sagishi no Consulting

"Mhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

There are seals in the Yangdu Pavilion. No, it's Estella.

Stick to the table, shake your gobbly body every now and then, and ring "oh" all the time.

It is turned into a demonic creature.

"I can't get back to you!"

We were about to talk to the lord of District 41, where the hunting guild's headquarters are located, in order to make an appointment with the guild leader of the hunting guild.

I sent a letter to the Lords of District 41 to talk about it... but I haven't heard back from them.

"Three, three! Send me three copies and give me one back. I have enough diplomatic disrespect the other day! That's why I'm not hot, that guy!

Estella is furiously angry.

Looks like a seal carrying out intimidating actions on the shore.

"Well, relax, Sesame."

"Who's Sesame!?

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

Disgruntled face, but Estella seems to have calmed down a little.

"... Yashiro"

"Hmm? What's up, Magda?

Magda came to us with a fruit tart as she comforted Estella, who she said at last in the corner seat of the Yangdu Pavilion.

"... the manager told me to take it.... to Sesame."

"It's not Sesame!

It was Gabba and raised Estella, but seeing Magda's fruit tart loosens her cheeks as soon as possible.

It's cheap, your in the mood...

It is now a little past lunchtime and there are several groups of guests in the store.

Therefore, Ginette and the others are too busy serving customers to deal with Estella.

Well, there's something about it that's easier to talk to.

"Ah. That's right, Magda.

"... what?

"You, you ever see a hunting guild guild leader?

"... denial. The hunting guild is a large organization, an intense vertical society. I don't have a chance to meet someone better than my immediate supervisor."

Vertical society...... sounds like it, yeah.

"... I've just heard so many rumors"

"What kind of guy is that?

"... when I meet a bear on a mountain road... I pretend the bear is dead"

"Bear!?

Are wild animals the kind of guy you instinctively fear?

"... commonly known as' Medra of Thunder '"

Thunder strike... that's two noisy names again.

"- Even though there are noisy rumors like that, are you actually a super-pretty pretty girl or what?

"... don't." I'm a Bakery "is the general review of those who actually see me. Some people have lost their eyesight by looking directly at them."

"What kind of bakemon is that..."

Well, I guess it's Osama the Muscle Mukimuki anyway... let's not have any expectations.

"... my arms are about Magda's hips"

.................. not too big? Huh, people?

"Are you a gorilla?

"... Sure... The Ferrets"

No, it's not.

The ferret I know is not such a gutty creature.

It must be some mistake.

"... I hear he's a horrible person, unforgiving to those who don't like him"

In my brain, I can easily imagine some group of relatives instructing my men to harass a store that doesn't listen.

Intense vertical society...... I see.

"Thank you. You can go back to work."

"………… no"

"............... Yes, sir. Come."

When I call, Magda clings to my hips.

As usual, when I fluff my ears, I say, "Mmm-hmm!" and leaked his breath.

I feel strangely sweet lately.

"... probably"

"Hmm?"

"... if you do the same to the guild leader... it will be erased"

"... hey..."

Who would have swept the ears off the gutter?

At the same time Magda returned to customer service, Natalia came to the Yangtze Pavilion.

We go in, we find Estella instantly, and she walks straight towards us.

"Was it still this way, Sesame?"

"Where did you get that information!? Impossible, right?!?

I'm Estella, who protests violently... but does common sense work for Natalia? There doesn't seem to be anything you don't know about Estella.

"When I arrived earlier, I exchanged information with Magda in eye contact... I don't care about that."

Something sassy sounds like he was doing something advanced... well, I don't care, that's not true.

"I finally got back to you."

"Finally!?

Receiving the letter Natalia offered, Estella leaks a soothing breath, but still its face was filled with irrepressible dissatisfaction.

"It's been that way for a long time, Ano man. He's looking down on me and making a fool out of me."

I am drooling when I open the seal of the letter but am dissatisfied.

"You know him?

I care for Estella, who starts reading letters, and I ask Natalia.

If you're talking about Estella, ask Natalia and she'll get the answer.

"Right. The young lady and the current lord of the forty-first precinct are sometimes close in age, and there have been many opportunities to meet each other from an early age."

"Is the current lord of District 41 that young?

"My predecessor died early... and your son Ricardo took over"

Lords at the same age as Estella...... I guess the weight of responsibility is different from Estella the Lords proxy.

"Since childhood, I've been happy, fearless, honest, mouthless, thoughtless, carefree, malicious, looking down on others, expensive, small, and not enough to take."

"Which mouth says that!?

Isn't that a storm of cursing noise in the second half?

"'You can't because you're a woman,' 'you can't be a good lord,' and you bully your daughter scatterly..."

That's what the kid would say...

If you're a kid who grew up touching power from birth, even more so.

So Estella showed her defeat and became such a messed-up daughter?

To not lose to the son of the lord next door.

"Me too... I don't know how many times I've been stopped from assassinating you"

I'm seriously scared of you.

Don't look at me like that. And it's sarcastically out of mouth.

"If no boy is born in the house of the lord, it is customary to have the son-in-law succeed the housekeeper… the situation is that the lord of the 42nd arrondissement is not expected."

"Heh, that's okay. I don't want Estella for those low-level idiots."

I don't know... don't be sexually angry when you think Estella will be used as a tool for political marriage.

"Neither do the nobles around us feel comfortable when marrying a lady is to be incorporated into the Claremona family. If we're going to be lords of the 42nd arrondissement anyway, after the Claremona family falls, our own house should take over."

"You don't want to talk about Claremona's name?

"Because it has a completely 'Forty-Two Wards = Claremona' image. There are many foolish aristocrats who look down on names alone."

"Even though Temehe's house is a halfway aristocracy below the lord?

"It's because we're halfway there, yes. You don't want to pick the possibility that if you care about it, you can get up and down everywhere."

In other words, is District 42 decisively overlooked, and the tide is that it is outrageous for our people to adopt son-in-law and inherit the lord?

If you're curious about it, it's probably the Central District, but you think you can eat it.

Those people will stop halfway for good......... don't lick the 42nd arrondissement.

"Does salvation at least mean that the lady is not interested in stupid men?"

"You're smart. I've been a terrible pompous lately."

"Oh? Aren't you cute with your pong tips?

"From your point of view, I suppose so."

"The lady sounds cute when she pinches her nose when she's asleep, doesn't she?

"What are you talking about behind my back!?

Estella, who finished reading the letter, stuffs up on Natalia.

When I dye my cheeks to the vermilion, I peel my fangs off.

"Light lady, adorable ~"

"Ugh!

These guys, don't let up and down relationships collapse day by day...

"I'm not thinking about getting married, I am. When your father retires, I'll be the lord. The future of District 42 is cheap."

He tells me to poke at him, and he pushes my earlier letter against my chest.

"Can I read it?

"You can throw it away. Because it's not a big deal."

When I glanced through it, it seemed that only the text had been cut through and repaired by the stereotype... but the whole thing was scattered with fine yammies.

The world has become more generous when the Lords' proxy sends letters directly to the Lords. Like that.

I envy you whenever I see you, this one's busy every day and not around the corner. Like that.

It is foolish of a fool to waste his time, but is it also good for a fool of a young age about the time he meets the wise? Like.... this means I don't approve and can't hold up as a lord proxy, right?

"This guy has always been. If this one goes bad, I'll relentlessly put it up. He's a lousy guy with a bad mouth."

"I see... so the gatekeepers of District 41 looked down on the people of District 42 more than they had to."

"It's not just the gatekeeper... because that city already is, overall"

Sit in a chair with Docka and put your arms together.

A grumpy aura is rising from all over her body.

"That's a very different reaction from Demily in the 40th Ward."

"Master Oji is a good man. He can be respected as a lord and as a human being."

Estella's expression gets a little brighter.

Is this also a build-up from childhood?

"Master DeMily is a very close friend of the present lord."

"That's what he said, sure"

"Master DeMily of the 40th Ward is large and personable, and has always cared about my lord every once in a while."

I imagine he's like a brother I can count on.

Now it's time for District 42 to be vibrant, but it seemed terrible when I got there.

I guess they were consulted a lot.

"In exchange, Master Siegenthaler of District 41........................ KEEP!

"It's easy to understand, you too"

"The previous lords were still able to talk. It wasn't easy to stick around."

"But it is also true that in your relationship with Master Siegenthaler, the Lord's capacity has deteriorated"

"Your father is so weak."

What, did you sleep all stressed out?

Well, anyway, I guess that means it's not compatible with District 41.

If you ask me that, the interaction with District 40 has flourished, but it is a tease with District 41.

Basically, I only use it as a crossing point. It's not a boulevard, it's a few kilometers down the road.

"Oh......... I don't want to go..."

"No, we have to go. It won't start, will it?

"I know... I'm coming..."

Estella seal, again.

"Well, I'll follow you, too. Huh?"

"Mm............... please"

Somewhat honest.

So that's it?

Going where I know you'll say yemi if you go, well, it does make you depressed, too. I can't even bust it.

I hope we have successfully negotiated.

"So, when do you say you'll see me?

"Three days later."

"Again, don't be a pain in the ass"

"It's with the wax. I'm just harassing you in a hurry..."

"Something's not like you."

"Huh?"

Estella, who was stuffed, looks up at me.

No, I know you don't like it.

"I don't think it sounds like Estella to say bad things about people by decision."

"I can't believe I'm going to say it badly........................"

Say it, cut the words.

It kind of makes me cry face and my mouth sticks out like a duck.

".................. bad. Be careful."

"No, I didn't want to blame you, did I?

Shit. I'm stuck.

Estella herself must be aware of it.

There's just someone I really don't like, and I get more negative feelings about him than I need to. That happens all the time. I have it too.

But it's a little hard to point that out.

Somehow, I feel like "everyone is blaming themselves"...... ummm. It could have been a silence.

"Estella. He's actually a better guy, he's kinder, and he always wants to smile if he can. I guess that's what he is, I thought."

…………

Lie down, Estella, not trying to gaze at me.

It doesn't matter.

"But I also think about the people, I work hard, I feel more responsible than anyone else... and I'm in a hurry or a bit of a failure because of it"

…………

"But don't forget."

Put your hands on your leaning head and rub your red, thin hair.

"No matter how hard it is, you're not alone. I don't know how it's been, but I'm here now."

"... Yashiro"

So far, Estella has been running to hide who she is and do something about it all by herself.

Then you'll be tired. It should be a tatter.

"When the luggage you carried was unhelpfully heavy, throw it around there. If it's gold, I'll take it home and keep it."

I can't tell you what I thought I'd do with half of it.

Now, that's about it...

"... can't even honestly say words of encouragement, what about you?

"I'll be honest, but I will, whenever. If it's going to be money, I'll help you."

"Well, from now on, I guess I'll try to puff the smell of gold"

With that said, Estella gouges her back, which was round.

"... thanks"

"No... sorry"

"Mmm..."

"Ooh."

It was subtle. The air only lightens a little.

Estella thinks of her faults, and I reflect on my faults, and I pour them into the water.

"Lady, Master Yashiro"

After my settlement with Estella is complete, Natalia raises her hand quietly.

"... explode"

"" Because that's not what it is!

Brilliantly aligned voice.

Yeah, Estella and I still seem to fit in.

"Um, Mr. Yashiro"

Ginette is coming this way.

Seen, the number of customers had decreased and a little room had been created for customer service.

"Can you see the customer?

"Guests?"

When Ginette told me to look at the entrance, there was Pompeo.

"Hey! Mr. Yashiro!

"... tell me I'm not here."

"I see it! It's amazing right now, because it looks round!

Damn...... I should have talked to you more out of sight.

"What, at this busy hour?

"Oh. Am I taking something in?

"I've been waiting three days for a visit to my lord."

"Looks like you're free...?

Well, can't you even say that?

"So? What?

I'm here to teach you how to make pudding.

"Morning! I know I taught you fruit tarts before."

Even though it was a promise that when Gotagota was finished, he was pushed like now to teach him by reluctance.

How many times does the same hand work like that?

"Oh, I want you to teach me with you, too"

Ginette reluctantly raises her hand.

Speaking of which, you promised to teach Ginette too.

"Bye, Ginette. I'll let you know if I can pull it off."

"I am!?

"You're a jerk. You were watching? I'm busy teaching Ginette."

"You taught me together. Oh, no! You can cut back on time!

Cancel and shut up, Osama.

The luxury regulars are calling this Osama 'calm and dandy' or something, right? Where is it?

"I can't help it..."

Well, do I teach you about the basic concept of pudding?

"Ginette, look at your breasts."

"Chest......?

"Pompeo gets Estella's breasts"

"Bo, my!?

"Now, if you'll excuse me... no..."

"Hey, hey!? What is this! What situation!?

"Look, you guys. Pudding is that kind of food."

"It's totally different over there!? I want to set an example for the plump, too!

"... Pompeo... will now be ready?

Yah...... the will is' better be plump 'or something......

"I can't help it. Then I'll tell you now. Instead, answer some questions."

"What?

When you can teach me pudding, Pompeo makes my eyes shine.

Well, it's dangerous to judge only by information from one direction...

"What impression do you have of District 41 or the Hunting Guild?

I wish I knew what District 41 looked like from the other side of District 42.

"Nothing in particular. Because all I'm interested in is something with an elegant atmosphere. Well, let's just say... I don't want to be involved in a race..."

"Right. That was helpful."

Sounds pretty sure they haven't made a very good impression.

That day ended with Ginette and Pompeo teaching them how to make pudding.

Ginette needs me to master it before Pompeo does and sell it at the Yang Festival Pavilion soon.

Speaking of which, a few of the ladies from the 40th arrondissement were here for some cake.

Everyone went home deliciously indulgent, unlike before.

In the meantime, you can think of no more malice over there.

... Shit, there's gonna be a problem next time...

And three days later.

I went with Estella to see the lord of District 41.