Isekai Sagishi no Consulting

118 stories. Prep before you move. Spontaneous.

"How about...?

The day after I spoke with the Demilies in District 40.

Estella had come to the Yangdu Pavilion for dinner as promised.

I didn't see him when I donated so I thought he was still snagging...

"I thought I'd write to you first to apologize. Look, I'm shy."

One Decopin shot for a boring daiquiri.

"Ugh!?... even though it's a better appeal..."

It's a decopin 'cause you get a little of that energy in your eyes.

Something I wish I was more normal...

Estella is a little restless today.

Well, just in case, it doesn't change that much.

There will be an empty period for some time now.

Estella's letter was truly simple, yet sincere.

First, he explains how he noticed his lack of clarity and clearly apologizes in writing for what he has done so far. Failure to attend the funeral of an earlier lord or the revelation of a lord. I don't know if you're following that or this arrangement regarding city gate royalties and hunting guilds.... Well, I don't have to feel that trampling is a subtle problem any more than the lord has not retired yet.

And the reflection on the insensitivity that had done everything with the letter was well spelled out in Estella's words.

And finally, at the time of this next meeting, once again, a request was written for me to look at my face and apologize.

"I suddenly push and apologize unilaterally because in the end it's convenient here... I didn't know what to do, but I thought this was the best I could do right now"

"Well, isn't that okay?

I can't just write to you, I'm telling you that I want to see you and apologize.

You won't be able to make a blind eye about this letter.

"We haven't set a date for the tripartite talks yet, but by that date, we'll be in good hands..."

Estella grips her fist in a good way.

"You're going to be able to control the urge to beat Ricardo up!

"... you put up with me wanting to hit you."

Wasn't this guy growing up in front of Ricardo or shaking a little because he was nervous...

"Hey, since I was a little girl, I've been honnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn. I hated it bigger than the bugs jumping inside the soup I was going to eat."

I said it with a refreshing smile.

But, well, that's what you can say now, I'm sure it's evidence that something's been sorted out in your mind.

If this guy ever did, he wouldn't even be able to say that.

"Well, I have to admit I was rude as a lord's deputy. But if I get a chance to see you as just a childhood tamer, I'll hit you four times."

I don't know if there's a day off for lords, but if they're just childhood tamers, you can do whatever you want.

To the extent that it doesn't overdo it.

"And six shots kicking"

"What have they done, so far..."

You're going to get a crack in the bone, aren't you going to do serious damage?

If I get six low kicks in, I'm confident I won't be able to stand up.

"Maybe Ricardo liked you, didn't he?

"Haha, Yashiro ~............... you're going to sue the Superior Court?

"... my face, seriously, I'm scared"

You don't like it that much?

"But when I was a kid, I would bully my favorite daughter and try to attract interest."

"That's not what Ricardo's is.... We were lords' children, for better or worse."

Anyway, when she was confrontational, Estella smiles bitterly.

Even Ricardo, of the understated district, maybe that couldn't just be beaten by his daughter either. So, maybe you inspired the power to bully me every time you were up there.

Well, it's just speculation.

However, if you've been repeating that......... you can't help but hate me like a snake scorpion.

The Estella and Ricardo thing, if you ask me, is both. Of course, the armaments are somewhat Estella's.

A small, narrow amount of Ricardo in a vessel that has been a hostile stripper since he was a kid and still remains a disgruntled attitude.

Estella was not clearly able to draw the line between her childhood and her position as a lord's agent.

If the outdoors make a scene, it's an absolute necessity that someone you know is absolutely right.

Then it would be more constructive to leave the previous troubles aside and discuss what lies ahead.

Estella showed her sincerity first.

And then there's how it comes out.

"Well, either way, we'll have a little time until the tripartite talks. Until then, let's just take it easy."

"Yeah. Right."

With a slightly sunny look, Estella sips the pasta all over.

... you're a cultural area where you sip noodles. There's chopsticks, and they're close to Japan, right here.

"I'm sorting out my accumulated paperwork after this today... oh, it's depressing"

Cuttlefish and stick a fork in the pasta. I'm not gonna stab you, I guess.

"That's right! Ask Yashiro if you're in trouble!

"Don't feel comfortable using it."

"Yeah... yesterday... you can count on me if you're in trouble... you told me..."

Come on. If you can tell me, it's not in your mouth.

In the first place, I didn't say it to take on chores.

"Mr. Estella."

Ginette, who came to pour water, turns a soft grin on Estella.

"If your work seems difficult, please let us know. I'll help you with whatever I can do."

"Hey, I got you worried"

"Oh, no, no. It's a joke, Ginette. I just want to thank you for cooking this delicious meal."

(d) Estella laughing and sipping pasta.... don't skip the sauce. Like a child.

"Mr. Yashiro."

"Hmm?"

With the water in my hand, Ginette smiles at me.

"Is Mr. Yashiro okay? Aren't you forced to do it again? If there's anything I can do, say it."

... yesterday today. So when you look like that... it lights up a bit.

"Raji-kun!

"What kind of character is that?

"Ugh! It's vegan!

"... then it's even more serious"

Estella looks at me with a serious look.

Buckayaroo. Although cuteness would soar when the end of the phrase is "la"!

Estella, who in the past had no eye for 'cute Yashirotan' because she had lavished her lover of cute things, finished her pasta all the time and went back to the hall for work.... cute enough for you, me.

Well, I guess I'll do what I have to do, too.

"Ginette. Coming out a little"

"Yes. Um... may I ask which way you're going?

"Hmm? Ah. A little to District 41."

"... by yourself, is it?

Ginette with no heart or anxious expression.

Yesterday and I met the lords of the districts and they thought I was going to have trouble sticking my neck in again because they were making me think so much.

I wonder if I had a face that would make Ginette think that?

"It's okay. I'm just gonna check on the city."

"Isn't it dangerous?

Mmmm...... I might have to reflect a little on this.

I can't believe Ginette was so worried... I guess that means I looked so scared.

... I just couldn't see my face in a different way yesterday...

"The discussion is moving in a peaceful direction. You don't have to worry about anything. I just want you to know who they are."

Especially in the kitchen.

"Really... I wish I could give it to you too..."

Guests are welcome there today. Ginette falling out without any preparation is lame.

"I don't want to take Ginette on such an inspection."

"Waste...... is it?

"If we're going to take a break anyway... let's go somewhere more fun. You know, shopping."

"... Yes." Yes, it is. "

I'm surprised for a moment and then I snort with a soft grin.

Switching arguments, but if Ginette's anxiety is alleviated, that's fine.

Besides, because I went to District 41, it doesn't mean I'm in any danger.

.................. no, right?

That's making me nervous. If I get tangled up even though I'm like that gorotsuki......................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"If you're so anxious, why don't you follow me?

It was Delia who had pounded me on the back and said that.

They don't have any fishing for the River Fishing Guild today, so they're helping us out in our spare time.

"Right. I'm sure you'd be safe with Delia."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

What a cute but reliable statement.

The woman who curklepoints the Warcraft is definitely a dangerous person... but dependable if she's on her side.

"Well, let's ask for it"

"All right! Well, let's get going!

No heart, or better than usual, Delia tells me to hurry.

This guy would be the type who doesn't go too far or anything. Maybe I'm happy to go away.

If it's something sweet, I'll buy it.

"Well, I'm gonna go for a little while"

"Yes. Take care"

When Ginette dropped us off and left the Yangdu Pavilion, we walked for Plala and Boulevard.

Today we pass in front of the Lords' Hall and leave the district. If you're going to District 41, this road is easy to use.

"Where are you going?

"It's District 41. I haven't decided on the details, but I'd like to see the atmosphere in the city."

"Then you should walk off the boulevard and in the alley behind a couple of bottles. That's the real landscape of District 41."

Delia said with a translator's face.

Is this guy familiar with District 41?

"I often go by to see Marsha. Sometimes we eat in District 41, and there's a place to go."

"Sweet spot?

"No. It's a regular tavern, but it's got delicious fruit on it."

Again, Delia seems sweeter than booze.

There may not be any sweet spots in District 41.

Sugar has never been common before.

"Maybe you were right to bring Delia in."

"Right? Come on, let's get in!

I'm scared because Delia sounds' attacking 'when she says it.

"Yashiro!

When I tried to leave the 42nd arrondissement, I heard a voice calling me from behind.

Looking back, Imelda was about to come running with her tits shaken by no one.

"... Don't Remember American Cracker"

"Hmm? What, that?

"No, it's nothing"

Delia won't know, I'm sure.

Anyway, I mean, Bunbai is a big mess.

When we have such a useless conversation, Imelda comes before us and shakes her shoulders exuberantly and breathes. Every time my shoulders go up and down, my tits are slow...

"... don't remind me of Slime"

"Hmm? What, that?

"No, it's nothing"

Delia won't know, I'm sure.

Puffiness.

"Ha... ha... hey, that's an odd encounter!

"I wouldn't let you breathe like that and have no odds..."

"And the wasp... ha... even if I accompany you... ha... that's fine... ha... ha... ha..."

"You want to go with me, huh?

"... ha... yeah... ha... well... ha... ha..."

I was too tired to give up my vanity.

Well, sure, I haven't even had time to talk to Imelda slowly here lately.

A casual inspection. You won't have a problem getting me to stay.

"Well, I'll come with you."

"If Yashiro says so much, you can't help it."

"You're back early, you are."

I don't know, but I have more money.

Is the wooden lady a celebrity in District 41? Then may there be some information to be obtained?

On the contrary, I can't say that I won't be in any trouble... but I'm sure Delia can handle it then.

"Nice to meet you, Delia......... is that in some kind of a bad mood?

"... nothing"

Delia was swelling her cheeks.

No, no. It wasn't like I was on a date, it was just an inspection...

"Next time, why don't we go get some sweet food?

"You two?

"Oh. I'm gonna go ask her out on a date properly... get in a good mood"

"I can't help it! It's a promise!

He gets hit in the back with a bash.... That, Delia, you didn't have a Marutai or anything right now, did you? What a shock... My bones, if I eat one more shot, I'm going to have a fatigue fracture.

However... I feel Delia is getting more and more feminine too... I didn't think it used to be like this... well, it's the same thing that gives me an open favor.

So big, but I feel like watching some niece or something like that.

"Come on, I'm coming! Follow me, please!

"Hey, jump in. It's not a partition."

We're heading into District 41, ahead of Imelda with a smiley face.

District 41 still looked tired somewhere today.

Once off the boulevard and into an alley, the glamour loses the shadow it sees.

Several shops stand side by side in a dim alley. Guests seem to be in a bad mood.

"Oh, sister, you're in good shape. You from the hunting guild?

Delia was being called out in front of a store dealing weapons.

"No, I'm from the River Fishing Guild."

"Oh well..."

Turns out it's not a hunting guild. No, the shopkeeper-like man lost interest and went inside the store.

"You're not a guest but a hunting guild."

"This is the kind of city that goes around in the main hunting guild."

Maybe this unusually narrow alley is also the result of an attempt to expand the boulevard for a hunting guild. To expand the boulevard. I guess I could pull the stores on both ends a little bit.

… can be.

"Let's go back another bottle. The first guys have weird pride and it's hard to get along."

In District 41, they call each other "the first" and "the second" based in each alley from the main street.

The third one, the fourth one, and as we go to the back, we seem to get poorer. For that matter, I may have a strong sense of companionship.

"Are they celebrities based out of Boulevard?"

"It's a comparison of Dungu's back. Everybody doesn't have any money. So that's all I can be proud of."

The pride that only works in this area, that I'm the 'first one'... voter consciousness... crap.

"You're going to the common people because the hunting guild has a delicious feeling."

"What about the wooden guild? Isn't that something similar in position?

Imelda is stunned to see the likes of District 41. But isn't the woodcutter guild in District 40 close to it?

"We're doing great with our neighbors, aren't we? In the first place, we have a lot of wood-based professions, and we have a balanced coexistence and prosperity."

Imelda tenses her chest confidently.

Cut it off! Cut it off, by the chest of your shirt!

"Yashiro. I'm not looking at cancer like that."

Delia swells her cheeks plump again.

No, Delia's bigger, but somehow I don't think Delia should see it that way...

"Hey, Delia. If you've had dinner around here, you've never heard of it? Rumors about lords and hunting guilds… especially, dissatisfaction"

If they're like calling each other in the number of alleys, they must have a stronger sense of fellowship. A stronger sense of fellowship makes it easier to turn hostility aside from within.

It's a guy called tuned pressure.

He's like, "That guy or hey," "That guy," "Oh, I thought so too," and "Hey."

"If you're stupid, they're always scattered. What, you want to go take a look?

"Right."

It's still early for dinner but... do you want a peek?

Delia took us to the third alley.

The roads and buildings are getting dirty, and deep wrinkles are left between Imelda's brows.

"It stinks."

"You're still better off with this, aren't you?

"Is there a more intense place?

"Beyond the fifth, I can't do it. I can lose my temper to eat."

What kind of place is it?

Isn't that worse than the old 42nd arrondissement, huh?

In the end, you mean the lower districts were whimsical?

The third alley was witnessed by some pretty exquisite people, such as a drunk, sleeping man on the side of the road, a guy sitting around staring at the sky all the time, and a suspicious guy staring at Ji this way from the fourth alley.... Can I go home?

"Imelda. You regret what you came with, don't you?

"Oh, no... there's only a little..."

Hold your nose with a pure white handkerchief and Imelda distorts your expression.

It would be an intolerable place for a beautiful-loving Imelda.

"Right here. The fruit here is sweet and delicious."

In the depths of the third alley, there was the liquor store.

It's a store with a modest sign, like the regular customers alone have.

Once inside the store, there were more than a dozen customers.

Even before dinner, I'm in.... These guys, they don't work?

"Master! Long time no see"

"Ooh... bear child"

That, like the guy who was watching hide and seek.

... butt, you're letting it out? Then I'll do as much as I want for the first prize.

"Look, it's the usual guy"

"Ooh! Yashiro! Yashiro! This is it! This is delicious!

The fruit that Delia was so excited about was a mango.

Well, that's certainly sweet, the mango.

Maybe I'll make you a mango pudding next time.

"Damn... it's disgusting, but it's delicious!

"Right?

Two people tongue drumming mango at the counter.

I don't care about mangoes or anything, so I'm going to talk to the master.

"What do they usually do when they're here?

"Different things."

Wiping the cup, the master says in a quiet voice.

I feel like I've seen it. I look like I'm over sixty years old, but I wonder what's going on with retirement in this world.

"He's making mangoes in the orchard, and he's making weapons over there."

"A mouth that benefits thanks to a hunting guild?

If you are an arms maker, you should be knowledgeable in creating demand for the weapons used by hunting guilds.

But... that sounds awesome.

"The weapons used by the Hunting Alliance are loaned by the Lord."

"Lending?"

"You're sending the weapons you made me pay for taxes to your hunting guild. I have lent it to you and I will not give it back. If it breaks, it's gone."

To get the hunting guild to keep hunting, the weapons will be prepared by the lord.

Sure, I don't even feel like it would make sense...

If the weapons you paid for as taxes are being diverted, where do these guys' profits come from?

"In this city, hunting guilds are the best, and everyone else is taking away the little money that falls from them."

"There's been a lot of insurgency."

"Only a fool can fight a battle he can't win... if he can see it, he can live a minimum"

Are you ready for this?

Well, you mean there's enough money to drink outside.

"With a hunting guild, District 41 will not go bankrupt. One of these days, the economy will get better."

The master said so and took the wiped cup to the kitchen.

The master who turned his back seemed to be saying "don't ask me any more".

"Damn, you won't try... working every day won't make it any easier..."

"It would be better if I could drink."

"That's the way it is."

In the back seat, the men are wrapping their crumbs around.

"You got a minute?

Two men sitting at a table for four.

One of them is perfectly capable of doing it, and it's all over the place. The other one didn't drink much, either to keep an eye on me for this drink.

"You seem very dissatisfied."

"Well, if I could be so blatantly unequal... hey, you'd think so too, wouldn't you?

"Sure. But it doesn't start when you say you're dissatisfied. I'm gonna work hard and buy a house in District 40 someday."

"Ha! I can't! You're in the 42nd arrondissement."

Kachin......

"Ah, lord..."

"What!?

The man who was drinking to me suddenly stretches his spine and looks over the store.

"Oh, don't threaten me! I'm gonna frog you!?

"What the hell. I guess I was just trying to say," There's something I want to ask you about the lord. "

Well, it's a lie.

"That's right. You just rushed off. I'm sorry, brother. No offense to this guy either. Forgive me."

"I don't mind that... Hey, you're still young to be the lord here, aren't you? Isn't this the kind of situation you're in because of his failure?

"Young builder......... hey brother. Don't say anything rare. If the gendarmerie finds you, you'll be in trouble."

He said, "Are you even in a state of domination?

A man who hasn't drunk for me whispers advice.

Is this city under control of speech?

"You're not. These soldiers are all heartbroken by their lords. He who speaks ill of the lord is solemnly sworn," Don't let the lord find you. "

... What's that, I'm scared.

You're not a complete fanatic.

"Don't you even think about leaving?

"There are some of those guys. Life's getting tough and you're leaving here. … Recently, the exodus of residents has become more serious."

With fewer inhabitants, tax revenues will fall for that matter, and the city will suffer.

Then taxes go up and prices go up.

Territorial exodus is an important matter to avoid anything.

Are you taking hunting guild priority policy until you leave it, Ricardo?

... are you just an asshole or...

"But well..."

A man who hasn't drunk it stirs up a soggy ale.

"... to hate, you can't be. After all."

That's all I whined about, smudged and immersed myself in my world.

What I don't hate is the lord or this city...

Using the hunting guild as an axis, it is not a mistake to try to rebuild the economy.

It is likely that it will be better to secure profits with bold policies and then distribute the benefits to the inhabitants than to become impoverished with wholesomeness.

But the method is easy to buy objection.

If you leave him buying the objection...... he appears unmotivated and de-energized like the people who are wrapping the crumbs here.

And when the toothpick stops, this city ends.

It's a risky bet.

Did you say less than two years after the death of your previous lord...

As a policy that favours hunting guilds has been taken over since previous generations... it doesn't look like much of an aromatic achievement has been achieved since Ricardo.

The proof is that the eyes of the inhabitants are dead.

There was heavy rain, and the change in District 42 may have been stressful in District 41.

There will be a number of factors, but Ricardo has yet to achieve clear results.

That, too far enough...... would be a reason to lose trust from the people.

Lords must have some kind of charisma.

If we have a lord, we need to make the people think it's okay. Otherwise, the territory will not come together.

Ricardo...... you must be in such a hurry right now.

I haven't gotten my eyes on every corner of the territory...... it's like Estella once was.

I want a breakthrough.

You think so, don't you?

If you don't, you're disqualified as a lord. We're getting to a point where there's nothing we can do about maintaining the status quo, your 41st precinct.

"Yashiro, you're too late, Imelda's eaten us all, Mango"

"Hmm!? Oh, you would have eaten two more slices!? Don't blame people!

"No, I don't care about mangoes or anything."

"" What do you care!?

No, I'm scared.

Are women's mango lovers common all over the world?

Whatever.

I knew I was glad to be here to inspect.

I can finally see the thread of the resolution.

Can't wait for the tripartite talks.

I should be ready by then.

Then we went around looking at District 41 just a little bit more, and we went back to District 42.

"Dating, don't forget!

Leaving it tight, Delia skips home.

... I wonder if I'll even take you to the 'lemon' in the sweet spot.

"Dating, don't forget!

Say it with a clear face, and Imelda goes home to cross her nose.

... No, I wouldn't have promised you!?

... Not at all.

I'm worried about my head trying to get around this one... because it's easy.

"I have a headache..."

But I didn't know.

The next day... that something more headache will happen...

Yes, until I heard those footsteps like the ground beep I heard in the early morning......

"Do you have Atashi's palm?!?

In the 42nd arrondissement, MEDRA raids... and who is yours?