Isekai Sagishi no Consulting

Three days had passed as early as possible since the tripartite talks.

The briefing to the inhabitants, and the event to inform the inhabitants of the strength of the two kings, is also successfully over... well, there is a slightly mortally wounded pig-faced merchant, but that's something I said myself, so don't worry... we were gathered at the Yang Festival Pavilion to think about the dishes representing District 42.

When it comes to why the Yangdu Pavilion is the venue, there is nothing more to it than because this kitchen, designed by Oumaro, is widely easy to use and functional.

Anything, between the restaurants in the 42nd arrondissement says, "If you want to remodel, go to the Torbec Workshop!" That seems to be the trend. I heard the chefs who saw the kitchen here spread rumors when I taught cake before. I always look at this guy intrigued.

Somehow, that's a great publicity effect. Next time, take the advertising from Womalo.

Well, everyone gathered here is the merchant face of the restaurant guild, which houses a store in the 42nd arrondissement, as well as officials of the merchant guild and the market, and Estella.

The producers also said they wanted to be present, but no matter how large the kitchen at the Yangdu Pavilion is, they can't get that number in.

Fully open the movable walls to maximize the number of people that can be accommodated. Still a little narrow.

We'll discuss it on the floor first, and we'll try it out in the kitchen when we get a good idea. That's the math.

"This is the plate used in the competition."

Estella puts up a large plate about 30 cm in diameter to show.

Big.

Yesterday and yesterday, Estella was in talks with the other Lords with Natalia. So I've decided on the details of the size and date of the dishes.

I didn't participate because Medora or Javier wouldn't. When it got unfair, they kicked me out.

You treat me like a total staff officer... even though I'm just advising at the behest of a friend.

My friend said he was going to audition, so I wrote a history on Nori with him, even though it was light enough.... Ah, that's the only flag I'll pass.

"But isn't it impossible in the first place to have this many shops and choose a representative of District 42 from them?

Paula of Cantartica speaks with ears like the Golden Retriever dripping from her head.

You look a little uncomfortable.

"At the tournament, it's about whether or not to come around once, right? Then we don't all decide we want to promote our own dishes."

To Paula's words, many nod, "Yeah, yeah,"

If your restaurant's specialty dishes were introduced to a large crowd of people from other districts, more and more guests would be pushing to try it. Popularity may concentrate and become the strongest. No, it will.

That's exactly what makes it "the specialty of District 42."

... if there's only one dish to serve.

"The point is, Yashiro has a plan. It is. Yashiro, will you tell everyone?

"Ooh."

Estella prompts me to stand up with my sleigh.

Some of you may not be able to hear me just because I'm a Yangdu Pavilion associate............ I thought.

"If Yashiro's giving me something to think about, well, okay"

"Right. He'll come up with a good idea."

"Look, guys. Be quiet. Mr. Yashiro will begin."

... what?

Something, we all feel somewhat honest...... oh, is that it? Because the cake sales were as good as I thought, or what?

Well, if you're listening to me, I've never been over it. If you get a bad rebellion, you're wasting your time, strength, and mental strength.

"Eh, first. District 42 is full of delicious food."

"I think we're talking about tits."

"I'm sure you are."

"Mr. Yashiro, right?"

"Hey there! Be careful with your private language! And change your reputation for me!

Pay attention to the participants who slapped me in the mouth and I'll start talking again.

"There are only a few specialties in the restaurant, and I think every restaurant would want to put one of their pride dishes on the competition"

The participants are saying, "Yeah, yeah, yeah."

"When only some store can list, there will also be dissatisfaction. So here's a suggestion from me..."

Here I take out the food samples that Becco asked me to make.

"Suggest Adult Kids Lunch, 'Adult Lunch'!

Children's lunch for adults, on a large plate, with a wide variety of freaks. Well, that's plate food.

"Wow!

"Hey! Don't stand up! You can't see!

"Show me, show me!

"Oh, my fries are on it!

"Is that, uh, my potato?

More or less, the participants push over.

... are you a child!?

"Well, just listen to me while you watch"

Towards the delightfully busy participants, I present the concept of adult lunch.

"If you choose one store somewhere, the corners will stand, so the concept is to just throw it all away."

"Um... you don't have our menu."

A quiet lady raises her hand.

That's the owner of a store that deals in organic food.

"You got tartar sauce on shrimp fries, right?

"Ah, yes. You do."

"That's your place. You and this tartare sauce are not flattering, they are excellent."

"Well!

This guy eats sticky vegetables in tartare sauce, but the tartare sauce is amazing delicious and I definitely wanted to try fried shrimp in this tartare sauce.

"In the meantime, this is the first proposal that was conceived as a result of hearing from the stores. I would like to actually make it now and fix it in due course. Everyone's bringing the ingredients, right?

"Ha ha!

"Okay, then, let's make it together!

"I'd love to get my hamburger out, too."

"Can you tell me later?

"No, you can't."

The cooking numbers of each store enter the kitchen in a lively, dull manner.

"Mr. Yashiro. We can't lose, either."

Ginette's wrapping her arms around me, and I'm gonna try to make a force bubble.... No, it's awesome puffy. I picked it.

...... pudding.

"Holy shit!?

Oh, no. I couldn't contain the urge to pick it.

"Oh, um... sorry, I haven't worked out... with puffy..."

"No, no. I'd rather have puffy. Don't be like Medora if you're wrong."

"I cannot reach that height."

Ugh, Ginette smiles zero.

Somehow, I feel Ginette's expression has increased and softened before lately.

…… What's wrong, sir?

This is how you stare at me jiggly, notice little changes, and ask me. Oh, my God, I've been doing better lately.

Until now, I felt like I was doing the best I could with the store and myself... could Magda have made it loose because they grew up as a force?

"Ginette."

"Yes."

You're loose.

"Oops, you must mean meat!? Shh, sorry... Everyone who eats something has been feeling good lately... I will encourage moderation in the future..."

Hmm?

No, I didn't mean to...

Would I have hurt you a little?

"... when you get bigger than this... you're in trouble,"

And, hold on to your big breasts and squeal.

"Tits are welcome to grow!

"Ahhh! My voice is loud! Ahhh! Ahh! Guys, it's nothing! This is, uh, anyway, nothing. Shh!

Ginette bows her head to the participants who gaze this way.

It's bright red to the ear.

"Thigh! Because of Mr. Yashiro, don't be embarrassed! Already! Already!"

He slapped me on the back about three times, and he said with a red face, "I'm going to the kitchen!" and left me to run away.

The people around me watched Niyaniya interact like that.

It is. Don't look at me.

Because of Mr. Yashiro... Oh, my God, you haven't spoken much before.

I guess that means you're allowing yourself to be me.

............... Hmm.

I don't know, this feeling.........

"Yashiro"

When I was thinking, Estella suddenly appeared in front of me.

"Ugh!?... don't threaten me."

"What's the matter, Bo?

"No, I was just thinking about my boobs..."

"Listen, I want to hurt you!

I look at Estella with a frightened eye.

Yeah. I don't know, this feels tighter............ yeah, do you like being cursed at me? Oh, seriously?

"And you thought about it, didn't you? I can't believe it's an adult version of your children's lunch."

"There's definitely not enough time to get it out for the number of stores."

"So I put it all on. What? The idea is too extreme, isn't it? But I think it's a good idea."

"Well, I can't eat adult plates anywhere"

"Then why don't you let me out at some store for a limited time?

Estella has said unexpected things.

It is not possible to serve adult lunches that are served one at a time from each store.

However, for a limited time… for example, only sell in the cafeteria rented to District 41 during a big food tournament… After that, set up a place on the main street… No, wait, if there is a special sale for each event, it feels premier…

"Estella! Nice idea!

"Huh? ho, really!?

Special dishes to eat for a limited time.

Maybe it'll be a seasonal staple. Well, I don't have a season... every year at this time of year, I can eat something that punches out a certain amount of sales without risk.

Ugly for earthly use, chilled chinese, Christmas cake.

Yeah. Not a bad idea.

"hehe... when Yashiro praises me, I'm so glad"

Somewhat upbeat Estella is dangling as a mound.

"You're so praiseworthy of me. What? It's not worth it."

"Because I can't imagine us in Yashiro's head. He said he could suggest something that Yashiro didn't come up with... hehe, I think he's going to be a little proud."

"It's a big deal."

I'm nothing but Confucius Zhuge or Yukimura Maida.

"But really. Glad you had Yashiro."

"What? In return for your flattery? I don't need it, that's not it."

"Not flattery."

Estella takes my hand and looks me straight in the eye.

"Without you, I'm sure District 42 wouldn't have changed anything.... No, I'm sure it would have been devastated by the heavy rain... thank you from the bottom of my heart. Thank you, Yashiro."

"... but it's not a pattern."

It's very uncomfortable.

I don't know... I get anxious when Estella is serious... I guess she likes me enough to be cursed?

"Yashiro is now an essential part of District 42."

"... Huh?

"I don't know...................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... Already, Yashiro's dumb!

"Duh!

Get all the irrational punches and I'll squat on the spot.

"Ha, shy!

Estella running away with those words left behind.

I don't know what he looked like. I was squatting.

... but what the hell, this.

This... unspeakable feeling of anxiety.

Something's tickling.

Because it's strangely mild even before the tournament?

There may be that. They don't think anything about the fight here.

Those who focus on publicity will be optimistic about the current situation.

Regardless of the outcome, you can promote your store's specialties…

But if you lose the battle...

"No way, Ricardo's taking over District 42... I don't think so."

If you can explain and convince them that building a city gate will benefit District 41 considerably, you can make a city gate no matter which district won this tournament.

But the construction time is delayed. That's a lot, too.

Even now we're pretty late...............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

No, sure, I've never been over it early.

If completed quickly, the streets will open quickly for that matter, and the Yangdu Pavilion can be sunny and have a good location along the streets.

Suppose it was delayed............... especially, no trouble, huh?

Is that it? Maybe this tournament...... can I lose?

"No, you're not."

I accidentally put a scratch on myself.

There are no good fights to lose. It's just that I can rewind even if I lose, and I've never gotten past winning.

Win games, be square, and build city gates without complaining to anyone.

You need a strong player to do that.

As a certainty, Bertina and Magda will see what Delia and Oumaro are capable of… and who they will make the rest of the members… even in the qualifying tournament.

"Hey, Yashiro"

From overhead, Paula's voice comes down.

"How many bumps are you talking about squatting on the floor?

"... circumstances have deprived me of the strength to stand up."

"When I get squatted in a place like that, I'm having trouble getting through nearby?

"Why?

"Why..."

Raising his face, Paula's white, dazzling thighs entered his eyes. If you lower your posture a little, you'll be able to peek behind that short skirt......

"Don't hesitate to go through. I won't hesitate to peek into your skirt."

"I'm telling you I can't get through because they will!

I can't solve it.

I wish I could go through. Rather go through!

"Yashiro, we've got a prototype."

Ginette returns to the floor with a large plate.

The plate is huge and I can't see the look of it when I'm squatting, but instead I can indulge in the fluffy, flirtatious, maid minisca in a great position!

"Ginette, can you come here for a second?!?

"No, it's that attitude... because you can see it"

"Isn't that why!

"Already! Repent!

Doesn't being able to show you mean you're too shy?

I'm sure it's too shaky.

It's a special day for the face of the food and drink guild. Must be a pair of soaked battle pants. You must be! There's no objection!

"Hey, Soot"

"It's Ginette!

Ginette putting an adult lunch on the table, pulling my arm to squat and letting it stand.

I feel like I'm being cared for.

"Anyway, look what you can do"

"Hmm?.................. Ooh!

When you gaze at the adult lunch placed on the table......

"Deckah!?

It was a tremendous volume.

I'm not sure I'm going to finish this.

I mean, the average person can't.

Mountains and freaks piled on large plates.

Foods like hamburgers and sausages were piled to fold.

"Too many."

"So, but. Using the ingredients you normally use is this volumetric…"

"Why are there eight meatballs on there?

"Because one thing diminishes my presence, you say..."

It is counterproductive that you have made such a fool of yourself with my own.

They're not the main menu. They're trying to appeal to presence in numbers.

Because of this, there is no tingling overall, and I don't have half the feeling of mixing.... This is no good.

"I can't help it..."

I didn't know you'd need an array for adult lunch.

Once raised to the kitchen, the excess was removed from the top of the large plate and the amount was adjusted to make it look better.

And impose a trick on the people on the side of the thin presence.

"Okay, this will do"

A simple solution stabbed the meatballs with the store emblem flag.

"Oh! My emblem!

"Kind of a proud meatball!?

Because there are people who can't stab a flag, such as salads and tartar sauces. The flag was decided to be used sequentially for each plate, one for each plate and one for meatballs.

"Well, then, you should have a full meal, right?

"Right. With more plates, our flag will appear more often."

"Amount to put on, why don't you tweak some more?

"Agreed. Agreed!

When we found the direction, the discussion was revitalized as soon as possible, and all participants came up with an idea that it was not like that.

To make the best delicacies representing the 42nd Ward, sometimes he stood up to others, sometimes insisting even through me, and the adult lunch kept getting brushed up.

"It's amazing."

"Hmm?"

Watch the discussing participants and whine as Estella whispers.

Keep your gaze on the participants, only your voice on me.

"Until a little while ago, it was a city of silence and just enjoyment of the misfortune that was inflicted, well said, dear, and, worse still, apathetic, this place was."

When I first visited, there was a gloomy atmosphere with some air in the 42nd Ward.

"To rely on someone, he didn't tell them with his own mouth, he was just waiting for someone to move"

Manage to maintain your current life. Most of them lived for that.

Malice and irrationality "Well, you can't help it," he accepts spoiltly, and now I think District 42 back then was probably in a candle-like state just before it disappeared.

The fire is still lit.

But I can't do anything more. There is no improvement or burning up again.

The fire is still lit. It's just that, all I have to do is wait for it to disappear... that's how it was.

"The people who saw the Boulevard Theatre and the people who ate the cake aroused me saying, 'Okay, let's try something myself.'"

Estella's eyes look here with chills.

"... thanks to someone"

"Hmm...................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

Whatever the trigger, he can't change.

Even if there's no trigger, the one who changes changes changes.

"I just happened to be wandering around the city that time of year. There's no causality there."

"Heh heh... that's a rejection as if you even have a good guy allergy. When you do good, you die. Are you sick?

... something similar.

I'm a fraud, a bad guy.

All of you are just plainly fooled. Awareness fool.

"Mr. Yashiro!

Ginette comes on a small run before us, away from the circle of discussing participants and having a conversation on the wall.

Oh, oh, it's so puffy.

"Um! Can I use tomato sauce pasta? It feels like 'Isn't there only tomato sauce pasta here anymore'!

I'm kind of excited about Ginette.

I can't believe this guy actively speaks his opinion... it's unusual outside of the church and dining room thing.

How fun.

"Do as you please. You're the manager here. Tomato Spa or Neapolitan."

"Napouritan? What is it, that?

"That, you never made it?

"Come on, let me know next time!

"Whoa. I'll teach you with the breast pudding"

"I don't want that one!

"Why not? Me, if the menu was breast pudding, I might be able to overwhelm you with a big meal."

"If you do that, they'll think District 42 is your boob city."

"'City of Tits'!? What, I want to live there! That, why don't we push it all out!?

"Already, Mr. Yashiro!

Poop... and Ginette drops a cat punch on my head.

It's a gentle, caressing gesture.

I've never had a skin like this before.

"'Meh!' That's right."

Shows his usual smile immediately after inflating his cheeks.

Happily, and a little embarrassed.

"Oh, you know. So, tomato sauce pasta...... uh, Mr. Yashiro, what did you just say?

"Hmm? Is that a tomato spa?

"Now let me use 'Tomato Spa'"

Bowing to jump and flickering aprons and skirts up in the wind, Ginette returns to the circle of argument.

To fulfill his duties as a member of the 42nd District, manager of the Yangdu Pavilion.

"You've changed, Ginette."

Estella seemed to be aware of the change in Ginette.

"It got so bright. I've never been so loud before."

"For that matter, I guess it's because you were making a scene."

"I haven't changed."

No, you've changed.

Above all, I stopped the secrecy of holding everything in one person.

You've learned to be sweet to others.... so you can be bigger.

He who can't be sweetened by others can't even make others be sweet.

Estella went on a big run to grow up. It will be only a matter of time before... when.

"Maybe there's nothing unusual about this city."

There are so many people gathered at this Yang Deception Pavilion where the slums became Newtown, the boulevard was full of vibrancy and there was no sign of people.

Indeed, District 42 has changed dramatically.

Something to do with District 42, something that hasn't changed...... maybe not one thing for sure.

If so...

As always, I'm still the bad guy... after all, maybe it's foreign to the 42nd Ward.

"" "" Ooh!

"Oh, I think I've got something nice."

Estella takes half a step, looks back and looks at me.

He invites me to go check it out.

"Mr. Yashiro! Look! Now it's perfect! You may have just made something awesome!

Excited, Ginette invites me.

He calls me to come here.

These guys are making my place... and I thought about that without even being in the pattern.

"This is the typical dish of District 42!" Adult Lunch "!

The dish presented was a luxurious and delicious looking lunch plate, impeccable in quantity, balance and appearance. No, this volume is for dinner?

Such a playful 'adult lunch', reminiscent and unexpectedly interactive of childhood excitement, is now born, even when the large adult who graduated before we had children sees it.

"Now you have no remorse for eating big and losing!

"No, because you have to win there!

Something is forgotten about its original purpose with the sense of accomplishment it has created.

I'll leave the rice to Ginette and Paula, and me and Estella will focus on the athletes.