Isekai Sagishi no Consulting

Ceiling......

Magda's room, ceiling.

The first sight you see every morning.

- Chari.

And the first thing you always hear is the sound of footsteps and coins walking down the hall.

The sound of the change Yashiro is putting in his pocket bumping into.

And the sound of a quiet knock and... the voice of Yashiro opening the door and asking Magda...

"Magda. Are you awake already? We're going in."

I'm already awake.

But Magda always decides not to wake up.

To show Yashiro as he approached the bed, Magda's sleepless figure.

Today, in a carefree pose, I try to appeal to sexiness.

"... Hmm."

"You're a great sleeper, you're gonna freak out your neck?

...... weird.

It's supposed to be a troublemaking pose for a raw spit.

"Can you wake up?

He strokes Magda's head, and Yashiro asks.

Naturally, I can wake up. My brain and body are already awake.

This is a pretence to sleep.

"... Munyu... seventy minutes to go"

"Long."

Actually, it's a lie.

Only consciousness is awake, but the body is heavy. My eyelids don't open....... sleepy anyway.

It is Magda's conclusion that there is no one who can wake up early in the morning.

Morning is not about getting up. Morning is about sleeping again.

A store manager who can get up early is usually just a little deviant from human standards. As you can see from those boobs, the store manager is not like normal human beings, anarchist human...... no, he's a neo-human.... I mean, when you have big tits, you can wake up early... What, drowsiness can isolate you from your tits... possible?

Oh my god... Magda has unraveled another thing, the truth about the world... so..............................................................................................

"Hey, here! Don't go to sleep again!

Yashiro doesn't know yet. Women with modest breasts cannot isolate drowsiness, this is a specification.

So sleep twice is naturally an allowed right............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... It's not Estella.

"Rise and shine. You're going to the Warcraft Swarm Crusade today, aren't you?

"... it was"

My drowsiness blew away at once.

Today, there will be a joint hunt between the Hunting Alliance headquarters and the forty-second district branch.

Alliance leader, I can go to the woods with Medra Rossell, my first opportunity. You can't miss it.

Magda, too, to get that strength someday.

You can't miss your chance to stand on the same battlefield.

"... change clothes"

"Well, I'm going downstairs."

Why go downstairs.

I could help...... Yashiro lacks a little fortitude. You're very weak for "pushing."

Magda dresses up to go 'outside', remembering just a little dissatisfaction.

Outside the city gate is not like inside the city.

Wrap yourself in gear to protect your life and hold your favorite mascari.

Having this makes me feel good. So much so that you are likely to be slashed as soon as you find the 'enemy'.

Going down to the first floor and out to the dining room floor...

"Darling! I'm going to try my best today, so you have my back!

There was Medra Rossell.

Magda kicks the floor and dives into her nostalgia at once.

Assault...

"Oh, you're in the mood, tiger girl!

However, Medra Rosselle lightly takes a giant blow from the masacri with a tricky cat in her hand.

"But how much sleeping is it rude to mistake Atashi for a warcraft?

I can turn a grin full of room for the strong.

Come on... strong.

"No, if I see you up and out, I'll act the same way. But I'm not sure I can handle my arm, so I'm running away with socco."

"Nnooo! Darling! This is too much of a joke!

"... I'm not kidding."

MEDRA ROSSELL has been hiding the weapon of a woman for decades… unfortunately demonstrating her 'cuteness' and showering her into Yashiro.

I hear no man is in a bad mood with a clear favor.... Yashiro probably shouldn't be full, either. Faces like that sincerely disgusting "hey, I might have reversed it if I was eating dinner at night," too, I'm sure, are lit up. Namely, a flip of favor...... Medra Rossell can't rest her offensive hand because she can see that too.

I have to say, that's right.

Medra Rossel has the experience and intelligence the head of the hunting guild deserves and the judgment to be able to execute it instantly, knowing the characteristics of the opponent well and deploying the best methods of warfare instantly.

Yashiro is vulnerable to 'pushing'.

I had no idea a woman would show up to spot Yashiro's weakness in such a short period of time...

And one more thing............... Yashiro loves big tits more than three times rice.

i.e. Medra Rossel is............ Magda's Lover Enemy.

"... hey"

"Whoa, tiger girl! What do you mean, take your time and start the attack again?

...... come on. I still can't fathom it with physical attacks...?

"... Yashiro"

"Hmm?"

I don't say anything, I just stare at Jizzy Yashiro.

Yashiro would know that by now.

"... Yes, sir. Damn, you're a sweetheart."

Exhale gently and Yashiro strokes Magda's head.

And he rubs the base of his ear so lightly.

"... Mmm-hmm!

Although the view of 'sweetheart' is somewhat unfortunate, there is no way to do it for mundane reasons, and it is a existence that spoils and accepts.

When I glance at Medra Rossel, I stare at Magda with envy.... No, I'm staring at the mundane Yashiro.... those are predator's eyes.

"... Yikes!

Medora punches her hand like she's got something on her mind.... and sounds like the carriage and carriage collided head-on.... when you get pinched over there... you die.

"... ahhhhhhhh!

"What the fuck? What the fuck!? What's up, Medora!?

Medra Rossel drops her hips, bends forward and makes her body feel struggling.

The roughness with which the Yangdu pavilion is about to be blown away disturbs the fighting spirit.

And a little ear grows on Medra Rossel's head.

"...............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

And stare at Yashiro.

Cancer look.

Stare.

Rock on.

"I'm sorry, I don't have any money right now..."

Apparently, Yashiro decided that Medra Rossell's thermal gaze was a cuttlefish.

I can't help it.

Poor guessing is one of the things Yashiro seems to do... but there is also a slight possibility that the guessing is too good to be off the wax...

"Mm-hmm! Darling!

Tighten your sides cuddly and shake your torso with a clenching fist on your cheek. That's... cute.

Medra Rossel...... Strong Enemy.

Probably, Yashiro's dstrike. Yashiro must be vulnerable to these pushy boobs. The fall is also a matter of time.

... I can't fake it.

I hear that this kind of submissive girl looks unconditional and cute to a guy, even if it only shows up in Magda's eyes as a bucket of stuff.

There is also the word "Avata and Ekbo"...................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"Hey, Magda! Ready.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

Usse Damare, who came to the Yangdu Pavilion, peels her white eyes by witnessing Medra Rossel rocking her body "ear" in the store.... Ah, I managed to avoid fainting. Strong mental strength. Dada has not been entrusted with the representation of the branch.

"Yashiro... your defensive range is four-dimensional..."

"Why are you telling me!? Come on, you guys, let's get to District 41! Why are we gathered here?!? The gates must be in District 41!

I'm here to pick up Magda.

Usse Damare points to Magda and says.

I was supposed to catch a hunting guild carriage today and head to District 41 with my branch face.

but you don't have to bother picking me up...

I know the soul and gall of Usse Damare.

"Mr. Usse. Good morning. Good luck today."

"Oh, oh, the manager! That's an odd encounter! Oh, whoa! I'll do my best! I got it!

... Unbeknownst to me, Usse Damare is a fan of the manager.

The chills and gaze are coming and going to the manager's chest. You want me to charge him?... Oh, no. Yashiro goes bankrupt.

"... Medra Rossel"

"Don't call me Mom, tiger girl!

.......................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"You don't look disgusting!

Magda's mom is just one person in the world, so she can't call Medra Rossel her mom.

"The guild has guild rules! If you can't protect him, you're gonna lose him, right?

It's troubling...

Magda is part of the hunting guild, which is why she is being placed at the Yang Deception Pavilion.

See the manager.

"What's wrong, Mr. Magda?

When Magda is gone, the store manager will work too hard on his own again...

And look at Yashiro.

"Hmm?"

Yashiro needs... Magda. I don't need a reason. I'm sure I need it. I cry if I'm not there.... Cry.

Then Magda can't be kicked out of the hunting guild.

Because there are people who need me.

So...

"........................... Medramama"

"Hmm........................, well, that would be nice"

This is the only compromise.

More than that, I have something to report to Medra Rossell.

"Usse Damare likes severe boobs"

"Oh, Magda!? What are you talking about? Oh, oh, when did I do that...!

"... Big Tits And A Big Run Of Cancer Seeing/Chilling Seeing Without Looking"

"Listen to me, people. No!

"Usse, you! Were you looking at Atashi's chest like that?

"I haven't seen it, Mom!?

Stuck by Medra Rossel, Usse Damare turns her face bright blue.

Hmm. I should keep this much punishment.

"Temehe, Magda! Remember that later!

"... Usse Damare"

"What the heck!?

".................. why, call it off?

"Uh... what, you? Are you trying to force me? You know, it would be better if you just dumped me."

Damn, this is why Usse Damare...

"… human beings have something called 'character'"

"Why are you looking down at me, Temehe!?

Go on, you guys, just go.

Noisy Usse Damare is pissed off by Yashiro in the morning. Only Usse Damare.

"... he's mad at me."

"Because you are included!?

Say what Usse Damale doesn't quite understand what it means. Yeah, let's ignore it.

"... Shin, ignore"

"Oh, you, you're annoying!

Usse Damare, who becomes mucky, is like a child.

Oh, no. The adults who can't grow...

"Mr. Magda."

And the manager, an overgrown adult, comes before Magda.

"... even this morning"

"What are you talking about!?

Hide your chest even though you say so.

You already know...

"Today, I'm here with Medra, the guild leader, and I hear that Magda is backward support."

He looks anxious, ghoulish, and grips Magda as if to wrap his hands around him.

"It is honorable to work so hard, but please, don't get hurt... I pray to the Spirit God that Mr. Magda will be back safely"

Always, before Magda goes hunting, this is how the store manager wishes Magda well.

Until I got here, they never did.

Ever since I've been here, I've always been...

Even if this becomes commonplace, Magda will surely not forget to thank her.

"... swear on the manager's tits"

"Where did you swear what!?

Magda's hands off and the manager hiding her tits again.

... With the billing system, Magda could also take a lot of money.... Something we can't only collect from Usse Damare...

"Oh, Mr. Magda. Don't let a girl talk like that."

"... keep in mind"

"If you're not careful, you'll end up like Mr. Yashiro."

"Mm-hmm. Bye, Ginette. Will you let me know more about the sincerity of what you're saying later?

"Ha!? Shh, shh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

The manager is a little natural.

……………… Correction. Pretty natural.

This shop is good.

Living here, I think this every time I go out.

'Well, let's come home'......

"... Yashiro, the manager. I'm coming."

"Oh, be careful."

"Mr. Magda. This is lunch. Eat when you're hungry."

".................. many"

"Yes, breakfast and lunch and insurance when using 'Red Moya', for a total of five."

"... helpful"

I'm curious to have abbreviated "some glowing guy with a red moya," but well, if you're the manager, you can't help it. You think I remember the official name? Hey, it should be hard for the manager.

"Darling. I'll try my best, too. Hey!

"Yes, sir. Good luck with that."

"Ugh!

Medra Rossel smiles full face.

Yashiro, could it be... the beastly qualities...

"Well, I'll go, you guys!

"Whoa!"

"… Copy"

Thus the Magdas followed the Yangdu pavilion.