Isekai Sagishi no Consulting

I thought...

"Maybe we should get confirmation from the people who are going to let us in."

"... weren't you going to let him say it on Games Day?

Estella turns a jittery eye in the seat across the street.

No, no, you. Exactly. That's not it. I'm not that unplanned.

"Well, can I tell you the day before, targeted?

"Too unplanned!?

Mmmm... some people see it that way... there's a lot going on in the world.

Estella, who talked to Demily yesterday, is in the midst of having breakfast at the Terai Yang Deception Pavilion.

I can't make it to breakfast at church, I'm cutting myself up and eating here. Yeah, yeah. Good thing. Make a strong contribution to the store in the future.... In the first place, it seems odd as a system that Estella doesn't pay either when donating...

"Pay."

"What the fuck!? I'll pay you right, you don't listen well!

No, not now...

"I have to go see Ricardo today after this, so don't say anything too nerve-wracking."

"What the hell. Didn't Ricardo and I reconcile already, and we're no longer attached to each other?

"I'm out of obsession, except like it or not. Instead, now that the obsession has disappeared, you don't like it purely in all its state."

Wow, you're gonna hate me, Ricardo. Woe to you.

"Well, I guess it's time to go... ahhh..."

How much I hate it.

Don't make fun of me again, okay?

"Come to me if you need anything. 'Cause I'm gonna listen to you for being stupid."

"Heh..."

Estella almost stood up and looked at me with her eyes round.

Oh, my God, you look like a pigeon ate a bean cannon.

"Estella, say 'ho ho'."

"... ho ho"

"You don't look alike."

"What are you talking about!? I guess I have to make it look like something!?

Oh, you're back to your normal face.

"Totally. I thought you said something unusual and thoughtful..."

Put your arms together and turn to the side. It may be an understandable appeal called 'I'm in a mood,' but it just seems like a milk appeal to me without 'I'm gonna have such a tight arm'.

All right, from now on, Estella will call you the 'straight face beauty'. Here's the side... I feel like I'm sad.

"But, well..."

Such a grumpy face turns this way and breaks Nico's face.

"I'm just feeling a little easier, so let me thank you. Thanks."

A very bright smile.

Lately, I haven't been able to force myself to act like a man, and I'm turning into a bit of a girly tone. Well, I still have the hardness.

"That's right. If you like, I can put the Magdas on it for you, okay?

There are currently many more carriages on the way to District 41 running on the day.

Some are like temporary dormitories near food courts, but many want to go back to their homes, and many travel to and from the district to transport ingredients, etc.

It is possible to get in the carriage cheaply thanks to the assistance of the lord, but it is certain that it will be a burden if it gets more frequent.

Both Magda and Loretta will be back in District 42 when work is done. He's not comfortable without us, and he's not tired of going back and forth as long as he stays over there.

The Stamina of the Beast Clan is a big deal.

But.

"I'm sorry. My branch is closed today."

"Oh, really?

"For the people of Torbec, I'll have the stall out in the daytime."

Restaurants that open on the food court are free to decide on the day off.

Because there are many other stores, the worker won't have any trouble, and the participating stores are helpful when it comes to being able to prioritize the situation at the head office.

The Yangmada Pavilion branch opens at ten o'clock sufficiently early in the morning to close at the latest at eighteen o'clock.

Looks like Cantalchica is open until midnight, just to show off the main business of the tavern.

"I'm opening the store today, so I'm gonna have Magda stay in the store."

"What about Loretta?

"You think he can turn the store around on his own? You're more of an asshole than you think, huh?

"It's terrible! I'm not an asshole, am I?

Loretta, who was wiping the table, raises a protest.

"That's right, Yashiro"

"Mr. Estella, tell him!

"Loretta, normal"

"That's terrible, too!

Normal Loretta, for better or worse, says, "Mmmm!" and wiggle the cloth.

Stop it. The droplets are about to fly and cool off.

"So, you want to open the shop by yourself?

"... it's been a long time since I've tasted the atmosphere of the head office."

"You miss me, too, Loretta"

Totally. I'm just a loner.

"But I can't believe Yashiro would allow that."

"Hmm?"

"Don't miss a single RB or something."

"If you keep pushing it, one day you're going broke and you're going to make an immeasurable loss, business is. It is by not breaking our own pace that we will make a big profit."

Shortly after we get on the ride and let the branches roll out nationwide, everything but the head office will crumble in no time... oh my god it still happens.

"I think Mr. Yashiro is right, too."

Ginette approached me with a smile and handed Estella water.

"Thank you," Ginette says to Estella, who drinks receiving water, with a happy face.

"I think walking at your stride without being forced is the secret to going on for a long time. Besides, I'm glad to be with you guys... and I'm disqualified as a store manager."

Give her a little peek at the tip of her tongue, and Ginette laughs like a child.

... Well, you said that yesterday. 'When I'm alone, I miss you unexpectedly...'.

Nothing, that's not why. Well, I hope you took some time off today.

About now.... It's like a festival, you know.

"Well, I'll go now. Yashiro, can we have the qualifying party the day after tomorrow?

"Oh. It's a good day for you. It's a representative selection for District 42."

It would not be possible to decide in the absence of a lord's proxy.

And I'll send it with my gaze.

"Copy that. See you later."

"Ooh."

…………

"... what the fuck?

"No, I thought you looked like you said something."

Estella peeks into my face.

There's nothing else you want to tell me?

... Oh well. Is this a reminder? Am I right? Damn, he's always spoiled.

"Yes, sir. You're going to have to be careful."

"What, that?

"You wanted some kind drop-off words, didn't you?

"Um... I'm such a sweetheart... well, no. Bye."

"Oh, come on."

I just dropped Estella off, and it's time for me to leave, too.

"Then I'm coming too. I need you to stay away."

"Yes. Take care. Um..."

"Hmm?"

Speaking up and looking back, Ginette is kind of screwed up.

"Is it going to leak? Drop me off. Come on."

"Chi, no! Um... when I say this, I wonder if..."

Half-step away, Ginette whispers reluctantly.

"Welcome home soon..."

"... Huh?

"No, um... Mr. Yashiro, I've been working a lot lately... and I hope you don't push me too hard... you know, I'm sorry. I don't know, give it away."

... Ginette in sweet mode?

Did I even flag something?

"Well, I'm just going to go talk to the players I'm going to join today. It's not such a big deal."

"Yes, right? Haha... I don't know what to do"

"Aren't you tired? Magda's here today, so give me a break."

"Yes, I will"

Because when you're tired, you miss people.

"... Yashiro"

Rumor has it, Magda is closing in on me.

Jizz looks up at me and opens his little mouth to say this.

"... see you later"

"... what the hell, that? You're here, normal."

"... come on in"

"Ooh, I'm coming. Say hello to Ginette and the store."

"Brother! Don't worry, I'm here too!

"And stop that rampage, too, will you?

"... I got it"

"It's terrible, both of you!? I don't run wild!

That's how they sent me off busily, and I headed all the way to Milly.

In front of the store, Millie takes care of the flowers.

"Hey, don't make a scene."

"Ah... Mr. Terumi. Welcome."

I put the pruning scissors in my apron pocket, wipe my hands and come close with a small run to me.

"I want to ask for a bouquet of flowers. He's not very uptight."

"Ugh.... a gift?

"Oh, hey, Delia."

Delia and I have a date together.

When it comes to dates, bouquets of flowers. That's becoming a classic in the 42nd arrondissement.

".................. no"

"Hmm? What's up, Millie?

"Ahhhh... yeah. Nothing. I'll give you a choice."

Dust and laugh, Millie starts to look at some flowers.

When I buy flowers here, Millie makes me a bouquet.

Millie has good taste. Recipients would be happier with the glowing of taste anyway.

"Like this, what do you think?

Just a little anxious, Millie shows me a bouquet of flowers.

Yeah, it's impeccable.

"Well, ask for it"

"Uhh.............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

After a little boggling, Millie rushes into the store and wraps the flowers.

... Maybe Millie has never gotten a bouquet of flowers, just offering flowers. Because I did it to Millie before, and I just gave Millie what she gave me as it was. Here's the thing, give Milly the bouquet you got elsewhere... I guess that's a high hurdle thing.

I guess I miss that, too.

... Next time, why don't you ask me out on a date............... no. They would normally say no. Even Millie has the right to choose.

Perhaps if I had the chance, I could give you flowers.

"Oh, shit."

"Thanks"

Receive a bouquet of flowers and listen carefully.

"Speaking of which, are the grasshoppers blooming around here still under the jurisdiction of the groundnut guild?

"Huh?... uh... woods, are under the jurisdiction of the groundnut guild, but others, especially"

There were beautiful flowers in the river plains, weren't there?

If you can make an array into a bouquet, you might be able to surprise Millie.

"Huh... Mr. Terumi"

With that in mind, Millie has turned a modest glance at me.

I thought it was a reminder of the charges, and it wasn't.

"Also... with Miri... Momo, will you go?

To the woods?

That's well, I don't mind.

"Also, you want to see where I'm eaten by insect plants?

"Ahhh... chi, no"

Waving that you did, Millie showing a troubled face.

I don't think I'll be able to get the time to prepare for the tournament for a while, so I'm having trouble getting back to you.

"Oh, yeah. How long is Millie gonna eat?

"Uh... dinner? Usual, huh?

Well, there's no image of Millie eating three or four Dombris.

You have low expectations.

"We're going to qualify for the big food tournament the day after tomorrow. Come and see if you like."

"Oh, that sounds interesting. I'd love to go check it out."

"Can I join you?

"Miri, I don't eat that much"

"Oh well. Thank you, flower."

"Ugh! Bubba!

Wave big, Millie.

I was dropped off and left the florist behind.

I walked with Bertina yesterday down the road to the river, and now I walk alone.

Then I discovered the person I was looking for by the river where I spoke with Bertina just yesterday.

I wave to the guy with the round bear ears on his head.

"Ooh! Deliar."

"Hmm? Ooh! Yashiro!"

Delia, who was sitting on a big rock and drooling her fishing line, stands up and rushes up to me.

It's like a big dog you're nostalgic for.

Unexpectedly I want to stroke my stomach around my neck or something. I won't.

"Fishing?

"Oh, I'm off fishing for a while."

In line with the big food tournament, the river fishing guild is reducing the number of fishing trips. Many people disappear from Zone 42 during the preparation period and consumption is suppressed. On the other hand, they intend to fish at once the day before the tournament because one of the ingredients for the big meal is salmon. Are you saying that you are currently conserving energy?

I heard about it, so I came to ask you out on a date.

He said he didn't have any help from the Yangtze Pavilion today.

"Delia's going fishing, too."

"To the extent that I'm free. You're surprisingly good, huh? Fish stopped by the bait with his right hand: 'Basher!' What!"

"... Delia, that's not fishing"

Powerful move. The fish also said, 'Huh!?' I guess so.

"So, what's today? Can I help you with something?

Delia's ears move pimply.

This guy is very fond of being counted on. If we talk properly, he'll be in the tournament.

But I have to make good on my promise before I do.

"Ho, Delia. This."

Give me the bouquet of flowers I was hiding on my back.

Delia blinds herself to the bouquet of flowers offered.

"Ah?"

Like a child beast, Delia leaks a clapping voice and tilts her little neck.

He doesn't understand the situation.

"Before, look, you promised me when you went on a tour of the forty-first district, right? He said we should go on a date alone."

"... What, Yashiro, that... did you remember...?

"It would be obvious. So, see. I'm here to ask you out."

That said, one more time, bring the bouquet closer to Delia. Close enough for a petal to touch his chest, and as he does so, Delia's gaze also moves, pulling his chin.

Feeling like leaning over, Delia stares at a bouquet of flowers approaching her chest. … and.

".................. Gu"

A large grain of tears fell from Delia's eyes without sound.

"Whoa!? Duh, what's up!?

Why cry!?

"Oh, no... no! No, not like that...!

He rushes up his face and brutally wipes tears near the base of his palm, thumb.

"Um, ah... well, it's like this... you know, I've never had anything like this... like this... like a girl, treating me like this... and all you do is yashiro..."

Even so, you mean enough to cry?

Oh, no way, you're mistaken it's an old-fashioned habit called 'bouquet = proposal'? Then you might cry...

"You know, Delia, this is me, right? It doesn't mean that much, does it? Feel lighter..."

"I know! It's a date, because I've been looking into it as much as it's been popular lately."

She tried to swell her cheeks, Delia, but her mouth didn't work out loose, and she ended up with a sniveling face like a crying laugh and laughing "eheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheh

"Don't take this"

That's what I say, take the bouquet of flowers out of my hand like it's important. Hold it with both hands and bury your nose in the flower.

"That smells good...... it smells like a girl"

I guess the line now, when I say it, is out...

But if Delia talks, she'll be a maiden tick as soon as possible.

"Thank you, Yashiro. I'm so happy!

Even such a luxurious smile now looks like a girl.

Maybe this guy is maiden thinking enough to compete well with Nefery.

"Eh heh, flowers. Flowers, I just got them."

Flower bouquets, Delia starting to circle around.

My tail is moving so picturesque that I've never seen it before.

If there's a cat, it's definitely going to jump. That's a neat cat.

"Well, why don't you go get some cake?"

"Yeah!"

Nod with all your strength...

"... Huh?

"Hehe... Sometimes, okay?

Delia has been arming herself, dyeing her face with shame. Delia's arm tangles in my arm.

Delia, taller than me, circles her back and leans back as if she were clinging.

... you feel unfamiliar with this kind of mess................ yeah shit, isn't she cute? And hedgehog tits are awesome!

What, is it also a promise that when you come to this riverside, there will be an event where you can push your tits?

Is it "Women + Riverside = Tits"?

"So, where are we going? Is that the Yangdu Pavilion?

"Uh-huh, right..."

If it's a Yangdu Pavilion, there are all kinds of cakes and Delia's going to be satisfied... because you and I are going on a date today...

"Why don't you go 'lemon' or something?

"Oh! You're a lemon pie! I wanted to try it, that!

"Well, that's settled, then"

"Whoa! Let's go. Let's go!

Is it something that has such a prestigious date? Well, it's like us, I think it's good.

Lemons, located behind the boulevard and by the central square, is a coffee shop with a calm atmosphere.

In the past, there were only shops offering tea, and it was a little Japanese-style. Even in this world, when you deal with tea, you want to make it a Japanese-style interior.

Open the door and enter the store.

"Oh, Mr. Yashiro. Welcome."

An elderly owner greets me with a rampant grin that people seem to like.

Lemon does not open stores to food courts in District 41.

It's a shop that was originally run by the owner and his wife. They can't afford to spread their hands to the branch store.

"I'll think about the consignment. If you can, I'd like a lot of people to eat it."

I was trying to sell lemon pie on consignment. It's a way to ask another store to sell it with you. Of course, there will be a fee for that.

You don't have to break the crowd in the store to sell it in a food court.

However, as an owner, he can't wipe his concerns about the product being sold out of his sight. In case you're going to get food poisoning, the name of the store will fall to the ground at once.

I can't ask for a consignment sale without someone I can trust so much.

And I'm not here to talk about it today.

"Sorry, owner. I'm just a guest today."

When I said, the owner turned his gaze to Delia, who was circling his back next to me, and said, "Ho, yeah," he happily deepened the wrinkle on his face.

"Now, please use your seat in the back. Some of it will keep you quiet."

With such care, we are led to the back of the store.

When she gets to her seat, Delia puts the bouquet of flowers on her desk looking important. Turn a little towards yourself so you can see the flowers better.

"Take care of it for the rest of your life."

"No, because it only lasts a week or so?

"Let me get through this with my guts!

"... don't ask flowers for that"

Can I teach you how to make dried flowers later?

"Before we go on a date, I need to ask you for one thing."

I don't have trouble with Yayei like this, so I'll cut the story out first.

"Will you join us as the leading player in District 42 for the next big food tournament?

"Oh, my God?

"Oh. I need your help. Please."

Hands on the desk, head down.

Would I be disappointed if the purpose of the date was this?

When that happens, get in the mood with a delicious cake...

"Leave it to me!

The quiet air in the store, all shoved out loud, Delia says clearly.

When I looked up, a sparkling smile was looking at me.

"If Yashiro can count on you, I'll respond to that!

Don't, he slaps me in the chest and says it hard.

Glad you're counting on me.

Without a multiplier, I just lit up a little bit on Delia, who turns all overflowing favors on me...

You're so trusted, okay... this me.

So you make jokes about the blindfolds.

"Now you're shaking your tits."

"Become!?

The crisp smile stained bright red as soon as possible, what a subtle expression that seemed to take both anger and joy, Delia said, "Oh!," he barked.

"Stop joking when people are serious!

I gripped my finger ~ the moment the cat punch that a woman often used in her skinship flew in and touched my forehead... I was informed that what I thought was a cat was a fierce bear.

"Ngodzu!"

The sound leaks out of my throat and nose like I've never made before.

... here's what I want you to stop joking about... this is way over the joke level...

"Huh!? So, are you okay!? I did it by adding and subtracting force when making it omero..."

Omero...... you endured shocks like these two ton car crashes every day...... hey, I'm going to respect you...... in the afterlife.

"So, but now it's because Yashiro is bad!

"Ah, ah... it was my fault... I must say I lacked the ability to manage crises..."

"Aha, I hope you understand."

I wish I could have done it with "aha", cute damage......

"Oh, but I do. You know, I eat there... but not enough to say that, huh? You know Yashiro, too, right? I'm watching you eat bribes at the Yangtze Pavilion."

Sure, Delia eats a little more than people do.

But.

"Why don't we just limit ourselves to the sweet stuff?

"Sweet stuff......?

"That's right. Your favorite sweet thing. It's a sweet thing I usually save so I don't eat too much."

"Duh, how could you do that..."

Delia fears that when she eats sweet food, the tag will come off, and she always keeps it for about one serving... she's going to flatten it for about three.

"What happens if I unlock that limiter?

"... well... better than people... pretty much, eat... no, no one can beat a sweet thing!

"Even Bertina?

"... hey... I don't know..."

An appetite that clouds the expression of the Bear tribe. Pane, Bertina.

"Ooh, ooh. That's a lot of excitement."

The lemon owner comes with water.

In the restaurants of District 42, it was becoming standard to provide clean water with water purifiers free of charge. The liquor store feels like, "Drink if you have time to drink water."

Lemon water was, after all, a refreshingly scented lemon water.

"I am grateful to Mr. Yang Deception Pavilion. Because he showed me the potential of lemons."

"It's just something I happened to know. Think about it."

"No. A bunch of those 'things I happen to know' have changed us a lot, this city. No thanks, either."

"Forget it. You're disgusting."

"Ha ha, Yashiro is humble"

"That's not what I'm saying!

Tell Ginette that. I'm not in charge.

"Be sure to let me serve you today"

"Whoa, you did it, Yashiro! He said he'd put it away."

No, no, a discount on a date...

"Owner, the service is fine, can you help me out a little bit?

"And you said?

"Bake me about twenty servings of lemon pie."

"... twenty servings, so, are you there?

I'm so surprised Grandpa's going to go poking around.

I really wanted to say a hundred servings, but that level of bucket stuff would be about 'two anothers'.

In the meantime, all you have to do is show Delia how much you can do.

If you can't eat it, I'll take it home as a souvenir.

"Ha ha, I see. It's a big eating tournament practice."

"Well, that's the place"

"Hmmm... I did wonder if a woman would be more advantageous than a man if it was something sweet like a cake... you thought, Mr. Yang Deception Pavilion"

Don't call me Mr. Yang Dae Ting. Because the rep is Ginette.

"Delia, try it as long as you can't."

"Yes, okay!? I always put up with a slice, can I eat a whole lot today!?

"Ah. It's my luxury. Go ahead. I thought the future of District 42 depended on your eating."

"Oh... oh... what, you're scared to death today... oh, wow, you're gonna die tomorrow? Am I going to die!?

It's a big deal.

"Now, let's have twenty servings of refined lemon pie."

"I'm sorry I said I was impotent. Regards."

"Prrrrrrrrrrrr!"

"" -!?

The owner leaves a mysterious cry and disappears behind the counter.... What was that? Wow, that was a curly tongue...

"Ya, Yashiro...... is that the one you call 'Gap Adorable'?

"You don't have any adorable elements."

And anyway, let's just think my grandfather got a little tense...... I feel like losing when I think deep down. It's a 42nd arrondissement with extremely few regular people, this place.

The refreshing aroma of lemon and the intense sweet aroma of custard cream stand in the store, and the aroma of fragrant and baking dough gives me an appetite.

"Thank you for waiting"

Two holes of lemon pie on a large plate are brought in.

"This is sixteen servings at once."

Eight equal portions of a one-hole, so will it?

Twenty servings, you said it was halfway.

"Don't be halfway there."

"Hmm? Oh, yeah."

Delia, whose gaze is already nailed to the lemon pie, also seems to have noticed that.

He said, "You're wrong about Kiri, too."

"You're right."

"Well, in sixteen servings..."

"Owner, change to twenty-four."

Goddamn it up there!?

"Accepted! We'll have another eight servings of refined lemon pie! Pullllllllllllllllllllll!"

"" -!?

Even then, he makes an odd noise and the owner disappears into the back of the counter.

"... is that a decision?

"If I'm the owner, I'll make you stop now..."

Let's eat what's in front of us before the next lemon pie is cooked.

"Well, do you want some?"

"I know, I've been longing for a one-hole meal! Here you go. Sooo!

Stick out the fork and Delia wraps around the lemon pie.

"Mm-hmm!

He seems to have liked it and scratches it with tremendous momentum.

Oh... I can afford twenty servings.

As long as I get one serving, Delia will have twenty-three serving challenges.

That would be enough.

... I mean, I'm already about half the one hole gone?

"De, Delia. Eat some more calm. We're gonna get stuck in your throat, okay?

"It's okay! Sweet stuff is another throat!

"Yeah, hey, such a throat"

"Owner! Please don't!

"It's okay, in twenty-three servings!

"Prrrrrrrrrrrr!"

"Don't accept additions!

Conclusion - Delia, if it's sweet, eats awesome.

And it should be done with the lord's money to see the power of the great eater's representative.... You don't have to eat that much... Oh, I flattened four holes, the Delia guy. Damn, it's Mr. Wong Pak. ...... dull.