Isekai Sagishi no Consulting

The venue is filled with good smells of hamburgers and sausages.

"It's not just a venue! What do you say, this scent! Aren't you impatient -?

"" "Whoa, whoa!

"This is the ultimate dish, adult lunch, completed by a restaurant in the 42nd arrondissement that brings together each of its strengths!

"" "Whoa, whoa!

"Wouldn't you like to try it -!?

"" "Whoa, whoa!

"Eat!

"Just that sausage! Give it to me!"

"Loretta, you're cute!

"I can't stand the smell alone!

"Hamburg is awesome -!

"Of dreams, a plate!

"Yes! I understand very well! Your thoughts were properly conveyed to me! If you want to eat, come to District 42 after the tournament! We've decided to launch at a special restaurant for a limited time.

"" "Whoa, whoa!

Loretta is stirring up guests.

He's good at that.

... There was one inside, a mixture of dangerous guys... well, Loretta's through, so can we just leave him alone?

And Hammoru... you're here.

"Brother! The backup seats in the 42nd arrondissement are warm!

"Whoa, okay, okay. Rarely."

"Ho!? hey, something was honestly praised!? What, are you really your brother?!?

"If this warms up, you'll have a fever for backup. Your uplifting technique helps at times like this. Keep up the good work like you."

"... Ha, ha!

It was Loretta, who had been stunned for a while, but when she glowed her face with joy, she smiled a million dollars and nodded energetically.

In competitions like this, support can help. Let Loretta do her best that way.

"Ugh... there are a lot of people... everyone is looking at Atashi... Yikes, not with nasty eyes! Munchkin!

... Norma, the head of the support group, is that Zama.

Paula, the cheerful one, is also absent at the cooking number now.

Neferries are chickens...

Let Loretta cheer you up here.

Well, I hope that's what the backup looks like... it's time.

"Bertina. Are you nervous?

"Yes, as usual"

Bertina, who takes part in the first battle, wrapped up the calm atmosphere as usual and stood quietly.

Maybe I was right to bring this guy first.

I'm really nervous about the first battle of these big tournaments. If it was Umaro or something, it would have been peppery at my leisure.

"Womalo's a heck of a bitch."

"Why did you suddenly say bad things in an irrelevant conversation, Oyla!?

It doesn't make any particular sense.

I just wanted to tell you not to worry about the details.

"Well, I'm gonna go warm up"

Bertina lowers her head with a pepper and begins to flutter.

... here

"You're not stumbling on me."

"It's a warm-up"

"I can't!

Smells good, I guess they've totally done it. Bertina can't seem to help but worry about the special kitchen.

This could cause Bertina to storm out on an empty stomach if we don't get the game started soon.

"Whoa, whoa!

Suddenly, cheers rose from the audience in District 41.

Apparently, the other player started getting ready.

"... that's Isaac the Hunting Guild"

Magda says when she sees a dog-faced man who started flexible gymnastics in a waiting space in District 41.

"You know what?

"... the hunting skill is advanced. But what made Isaac more famous than that was its meal and its overprized eating. No one in the hunting guild knows Isaac"

"You eat that much?

Though in the guild, you eat enough to have no strangers...

"... commonly known as the dog-eating Isaac. When we dine together, when we feel very embarrassed, rumors abound"

"How to eat, isn't it just dirty!?

Famous is a bad review!?

"... but I hear the amount of food you eat is awesome"

"Well, you don't make a difference to a mighty enemy"

Isaac the dog eater? Well, if you put it on Bertina...

"Woo-hoo!"

Now, from the waiting space in the fortieth arrondissement, I heard a strange roar.

Seeing it, a gorilla-like man with an unusually developed pectoral muscle is dancing naked and weird in his upper body.

"That's Austin, the wooden guild."

I hear Imelda knows that gorilla.

"How's he doing with the rice?

"Eight times, I've been invited."

"I don't need that information!

"And nine degrees, I refused."

"That's a lot of times!?

"Don't push, sir."

"Ghosts, you are!?

You're making it a little too bad to be hostile!

"I don't know much about it, but if you think your father is advising the candidates for District 40... I guess World War I will see how it goes, right? Because your father is the type who takes and puts his favorite food to the end."

"I see. Well, maybe it's not a bad operation."

District 41 also keeps the rumored bulimic fisherman, Gustave, warm. Perhaps he's the last.

If we can get three wins up by then, it'll be easier this way.

- Cancún, cancún!

The bell rings on stage.

Standby signal.

"Bertina"

"Yes, I'm ready."

I feel like I saw it, I can't see any feeling or nervousness...

"At my pace, have a nice meal"

"Well...... I care, it hurts."

Drop your expression and bow your head deeply.

And when I raise my head, I gently put my hands on my head.

"That's sweet, Mr. Yashiro."

So I stroke my hair like a child.

"Nobody else, for your sake, I'll just try a little harder"

"Oh... I'm embarrassed."

"Ugh. Just a little more"

As if, just because stroking me helps, Bertina keeps stroking my head.

It's not for your benefit, on your head like this.

"Okay, I'm coming"

Thanks again, Bertina heads to the stage.

"Do me a favor, Bertina"

Speak on the back that keeps you away.

It's okay. Bertina would win a tough one.

Athletes align on stage.

The players from the other districts are guttural and Bertina looks even smaller.

All I feel is anxiety from the looks of it... but it's okay, we know Bertina's bottom line.

Athletes shake hands and take their seats.

A large desk for four is given to each player one at a time.

My desk is big because I pile up my finished dishes on my desk. That's more exciting.

Individually, the idea is to put the replacement right in front of the athlete.

Complete a plate, then ask for a replacement, and compete with the number of plates eventually piled up.

If the number of sheets is the same, weigh the plate to determine the win or loss. Simply on the scale, lighter wins.

Before the game begins, prayer time before meals is set aside.

Most people in this city are followers of the Spirit Church, Alvistan.

Even now, the Bertinas are praying.

"Yashiro. Thank you for waiting."

Let me cut my breath and Estella will come.

Did you do it with all your strength?... wasted effort even though it won't shake.

"That was late. That fake milk, was it sticking so hard?

"I wasn't taking the trouble to peel it off!

"That fake milk can be removed in an instant."

"I feel bad about the expression, Natalia!?

Behind Estella, Natalia follows. Do you see this guy over here too?

So now the lord's room is a mushroom? I want to have it. It's a VIP seat.

"Then, Master Yashiro"

"Hmm?"

Natalia called me to look at you...

"Mr. Terumi, Miri didn't bring you here."

Millie was there.

"Millie, are you here now?

"Ugh.... hey, I took the trouble to bring him in..."

And Millie's holding back because...

"... ahhh... akan. I'm already dying of this population density... I can smell people... human smell wow..."

"You're the princess of what?"

- It was Regina, who was about to get drunk on the human smell.

"Mr. Tetsumashi said it was absolutely necessary."

"So you brought me here? Sorry about that."

"Uh-huh. Miri, we all wanted to be there for you."

"Right, right. Be decent for Millie, too."

"Let it go... oh, the nasty gaze of the men on our chest..."

"Oh, because it's over-conscious"

I'm sending my gaze to your chest. I'll pour it into the valley of Norma if I have time.

"Ha... homma, where did all these people hide..."

Regina stares resentfully at the audience, as if even a mass-emergent bug sees it.

No, no, it's not like this yet.

"Oh, there's a private room over there... we'll go over there..."

"That's the dressing room, you idiot."

As I was holding Regina back trying to pull it off, Ukrainian jumped out of that dressing room with tremendous momentum.

"Millie! I've been waiting! I've been waiting for you!

"Oh, eh!? Hey, what!?

"Come on, come on! Get dressed, get dressed! And ~ because I'll make you cute!

"Oh... and Mr. Terumi!?

It was Millie who asked me for help, but sooner than I could say anything, she was taken away by Ukrainian hands.

It's the mountains I want to help you with... sorry, Millie. Honestly, I want to see what you look like in Chea.

"It looks like the game is about to start."

To Natalia's voice, move your gaze onto the stage.

A cooked adult lunch is placed in front of each athlete.

Austin, a gorilla in the fortieth arrondissement, can relieve his facial expressions of the aroma of rising meat.

Isaac the dog-eating in the forty-first district has his ears up and his tongue out haha.

And Bertina in our 42nd arrondissement... is calm.

Peaceful, beautiful, quiet and cool like a clean fountain in the back of the mountain. The kind eyes filled with charity just stared at the adult lunch...... there was a massive drooling from his mouth.

Ooh.................. ruined at the end.

"Ah... I'm starting to feel like I could win something"

Even to Estella's whining, I had to snort.

Well, fine. I'm just reliable now.

Come on, come on, Bertina!

First, give us a win in the 42nd arrondissement!

- Oh, my God!

The bell rang high, and the battle for forty-five minutes began now.

The time limit can be checked by a giant hourglass installed on stage.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! Our forty-second district representative, Sister Bertina! We're scratching adult lunch with tremendous momentum! This is amazing! Awesome! No more Mirumi dishes...... eh!? Huh!? Have you finished your first plate?

"" "Whoa, whoa!

Loretta live and the audience thrives.

Flatten the first plate with tremendous momentum and raise your hands with beautiful work.

"Please replace me."

A second plate is immediately placed in front of Bertina.

Both Isaac, who was next door, and Austin, who was beyond it, just round their eyes to Bertina's momentum.

But Bertina of the day, without any problem, throws food into her mouth and into her stomach at 'My Pace'.

Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz!

No, it sounds strange, it sounds strange!

But that's all for today!

"No, Bertina! Beat the other two!

Oh, my God, I accidentally got a voice.

Ha, what the hell. I'm having some fun, too.

"Please replace me."

Bertina piles up two, three plates and a plate without slowing the pace at all.

Austin and Isaac finally return to me, too, and eat up for a losing and adult lunch.

"Gauuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!

Mouth on a plate, Isaac presents a dog meal that is exactly what a depiction such as' Scatter the Eat 'would fit perfectly.... Sure, you don't want to have dinner with this guy.

Incidentally, when the amount zeroed into the table exceeds a certain amount, it is reduced.

The act of eating what you drop on your desk is not beautiful, which means that once you drop it on your desk, it can be placed as a 'eating scatter', in a vessel on the weighing.

Then, it will be heavier than the hammer prescribed by the Games, and when the balance catches each other, it will be reduced.

The hammer weighs a quarter of the total weight of the dish.

"It's a replacement!

"Woo-hoo! Woo-hoo!

... Austin, can't you speak?

"Oh, wrong. Please replace me."

Too wrong!? So, you usually have a surprisingly polite tone!?

Anyway, both Isaac and Austin are entering the second plate.

In the meantime, Bertina was working on the eighth plate.

Yeah, yeah. You won this.

The sand on the hourglass keeps falling.

The spectators of the fortieth and forty-first districts grew more and more adult and became much quieter.

"Ekeikke, Bertina! Hi!"

"" "Ekeikke, Bertina! Hi!" "

"'Hi!' You don't need it!?

"" "" "Hi! 'You don't need it!?

"No. So!?

"" "No!

"Oooh!

"" "Oooh!

Only the audience in District 42 is thrilled.... Well, it's just the balls that are flawed...

"Tikkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk! Gawwwwwwww!"

The speed of the dog eating Isaac increases.

A hunter's soul. That's a lot of guts.

That spirit is a big deal even if you can make more than ten plates of difference already.

Perhaps even from Ricardo's words that he said 'fight to win', this guy must have been a second or third, 'I can aim to win' player. Looks like we were about to take a tough win in the course of putting in players from the 42nd and 40th Wards. Thinking is everywhere together...

But you were wrong!

This is the Bertina of de fate!

I'm a sister like a big eating god who makes me a 4D stomach owner and loves to eat!

Look at that! That delicious looking face, even though it's already flattened forty-eight plates.

Bertina, where you can love and enjoy your meals, that's why you got to that height!

Austin, in the 40th arrondissement, currently eats thirty-one plates. Thirty-two plates, my hands have stopped completely.

Isaac in District 41 is currently eating thirty-seven plates. Isaac, who shows his guts, continues to challenge a large number of adult lunches.

And Bertina is currently eating forty-nine plates. The fiftieth plate, too, leaves little more.

View the hourglass.

The remaining time, fifteen minutes.

Thirty minutes since the start of the match, … now it's over!

At the same time, Bertina flattened her fiftieth plate!

And Bertina just did a beautiful job with her hands..............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"Thank you very much."

"Yeah eh!?

What did he say now?!?

A treat yet!?

"Hey, Bertina! You still have fifteen minutes left!? You don't have to eat it, just ask for a change! You can rest a little, we'll work hard till we've got plenty of time!

"But, Mr. Yashiro,"

When I scream, Bertina turns her gaze over here on stage.

"Leaving it, it's a waste"

"Don't worry, the staff will be delicious later!

Games!?

I don't know what you're talking about!

Hearing my words, Bertina snorted.

And raise your hand with a beautiful deed.

"Please replace me."

The fifty-first plate was carried in front of Bertina.

But Bertina doesn't try to move at all.

Come on!

Looking next door...

"I don't know what it is, but it's your chance! In the meantime! Garuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!

"Me too, you can't lose! Woo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!"

Bertina's hand stopped and the other two picked up the pace.

Sometimes when you see the back of a goal, people can be more powerful than they can be.

That's exactly how Austin is in Isaac right now.

Maybe we can catch up with Bertina, the absolute strong.

That exhilaration and sense of purpose is pushing their stomachs beyond their limits.

The sand on the hourglass kind of feels like the fall velocity has dropped more than just now.

Eight minutes left......

"It's a replacement!

Isaac enters the forty-second plate.

"This one, too, would like a replacement!

Austin has a higher rate of growth than Isaac did when he was resting until just now.

I quickly stacked the number of pieces, and this is the fortieth plate. There is a momentum that is likely to catch up with Isaac.

In the meantime, Bertina doesn't try to mouth any food.

What's up, Bertina!? No way, you're weirdly interpreting me as saying 'fifty plates are hard' or something and thinking 'you shouldn't eat more than fifty plates'!?

The sand on the hourglass doesn't diminish at all, as much as it might have stopped.

Damn it! Come on! Come on, drop it!

There's no way we're gonna get out of here!

Then hurry! Sand, fall!

"I'm here for you too!

And, Loretta starts jumping with a pimp.

Apparently, the tremor is trying to speed up the fall of the sand... but that doesn't affect anything. Instead, I find it difficult to seem to have an impact to this extent.

So Loretta's actions are totally futile...

"All right! I'll jump too!

"What! Well, then, me too!

"... Alright"

Come on, drop it!

I hope that's all. We kept jumping.

Even though I know it's futile!

"Beh, beh, no. Come on! but good luck ~!"

Stick up your thin voice to the fullest, and Millie flies out cheering.

What, ooh!?

Millie is transforming into a Cheer Girl! Besides, isn't it a twin tail with mullified hair that never lasts long!?

Large tent beetle hair decorations are worn on the hips of thier clothes so as not to disturb the twin tails.

"We're here for you! Come on, Mr. Bertina! Now is the time to show us your true power!

Natalia flies cheering with a voice that goes by often...... and yeah eh!?

Even Natalia is in Cheer Girl!?

"Natalia...... when?

"Earlier. Didn't you notice, ma'am?

Estella is pulling a little too.

Well, don't be surprised if you and this maid length become a super miniskirt cheer girl.

"Gumball, gumball, si s-ta!"

Neferry is making the jump as he flutters his pom pom.

Give it up, you're a bird who can't fly!

"Cheer Girl Leader!"

Natalia calls Norma.

... What Cheer Girl Leader...

"Please support me too!

"A, Atashi... because in this outfit..."

"Now Mr. Bertina is fighting alone for District 42! Don't support that, what is Cheer Girl!? Aren't you from the same district!

Oh my god!?

Natalia is saying something that sounds right!?

"What is your milk big for!? Don't shake it now, when do you mean shake it!?

Oh, yeah. After all, Natalia is Natalia.

"...... Atashi's milk is big because.................. to rock here now!?

I'm not sure what the persuasion is, but it seems to have played its part.

Are you okay, Norma? Is that all right, your life!?

"Sister Bertina, I need you to win. Ah, Atashirami, you're going to be in trouble...... ok! Support for Atashi, look at it!

Say no, Norma started shaking her pom pom and making a pimp jump!

Banba, banba!

Like a wave, and rhythmically, Norma's G-cup tits bounce and rave.

I don't know... thank you very much!

"Sister Bertina! You've got to work hard here, you'll get rid of the woman! As the same woman from District 42, I'll show you my guts!

"Mr. Bertina! It's a fight!"

"Gun Valley! Sister!"

"Ahhh! Good luck with that. Come on!

Natalia, Neferry and Millie raise their voices, including Cheer Girl Leader Norma.

The audience is united and cheers Bertina.

The hourglass............... one more minute!

And here Bertina put her hand on the fork.

Damn!?

"Gawwwwww! Gawwwww!

"Woo-hoo-hoo-hoo! Woo-hoo-hoo-hoo!

Isaac is currently almost finished eating his forty-ninth plate.

Austin also entered the forty-ninth plate.

Shit...... they catch up..............................!

"Replacement!

"Woo-hoo! Woo-hoo! Woo-hoo! Oh, please replace me, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh!

Finally fifty plates......

When they finish eating this guy... coarsely!

"... Shhhhhhhhhh..."

Bertina takes a slow, deep breath.

And I nodded small.

... Is that it? That guy, could...

"Gaw...................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"U...................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

Isaac is half a hamburger away.

Austin leaves sausages and Napolitans behind.

"Lose... ru... kah!

"Me too......................................................................................."

- Cancun, cancun, cancun!

So the end bell rang.

The result is...

"Winner, 42nd arrondissement!

"" "" "Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Neither Isaac nor Austin could eat the fiftieth plate.

...... a giddy victory. It's a tough win.

…………… my heart hurts.

The hard-won Bertina returns to us quietly.

"What the hell, Bertina! Don't let it cool you down!

"I really am ~. I chilled out that I might lose!

Delia and Neferry complain about Bertina.

Bertina smiles at words like that.

"But aren't you glad you won"

"Well, so is that, isn't it? Good day, Sister."

"We did it anyway! All hail Sister Bertina!

"" "Banzai! Banzai!" "

To the first victory, a hugely exciting support group.

After a glimpse of it, Bertina begins to wander off.

"A little, you're going to rest in the shade"

"Right. Getting out in front of people is a drain on your strength more than you can imagine."

"Mr. Norma, is that your own experience?

"Ugh, Natalia! Shut the fuck up!

The facade of the 42nd arrondissement, where you can play with the wow. With that voice on his back, Bertina heads to the dressing room alone.

"Bertina"

Slowly approaching, walking side by side, I speak up.

"Ugh...... were you worried?

"Well, somewhat."

"But I'm glad I kept my promise. I'm horrified."

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

"... Yes"

Nod, Bertina stopping her legs.

You seem to have understood exactly what I mean by words.

"Welcome, thank you. But don't worry about it."

Thanks slowly, Bertina turned her back on me and walked out again.

The back seemed to say, "Please don't follow me".

Drop off Bertina walking into the dressing room.

"Here, myself. You think it's Akan's to take a dignified peek into the dressing room for as much as you want?

Regina came after me, saying stupid things.

Yeah...... this guy still cares.

You don't seem to notice Bertina, but you did notice my anomaly.

So even with this light-hearted slap, you must have come by.

It's quick and helpful.

"... Regina"

"Hmm? What the hell?

"Get him some stomach medicine."

"Huh?..................... Oh, yeah?

"Oh. And don't ask me. You can't just go in the women's locker room."

"Yes, sir. When I leave the farewell to you. We'll take a peek at Sister Han's raw saliva dressing on our behalf."

He bashed my back and Regina walked into the dressing room.

Now, you'll be fine.

"Mr. Yashiro."

Looking back at the voice I was used to hearing, Ginette stood looking anxious.

I guess I finished cleaning up the cooking area and hurried back. My breath is disturbed.

This guy must be aware of Bertina's changes, too.

"Excuse me. Hey, I made you overdo it"

"No. Even if this doesn't happen, even if Mr. Yashiro doesn't have to say anything or want nothing... I think Sister acted the same way"

Let the sure confidence seep in, Ginette says.

Just a little bit, with a lonely smile.

"I do just a little too much for my loved ones......, I'm a mother in trouble, Sister is"

Bertina probably had already exceeded her limits on the fiftieth plate.

If I had taken one more bite, I must have been attacked by enough abdominal pain to fall asleep like before.

At that time, once I fell asleep with abdominal pain, I guess I realized exactly what my limits were.

"Before, when Sister fell asleep... I hadn't been well for a while after she recovered. I think he was trapped in self-blame for causing us trouble."

"I've been protected... something Bertina might think about."

So I guess this is what I thought.

"Never again, I won't worry," he said.

"Mr. Yashiro."

"Hmm?"

Ginette's eyes looked a little lighter than usual.

Nostalgic at any rate... it was a nostalgic shade of atmosphere.

"Do you know why Sister eats so much?

"Huh?... Isn't it just a big meal?

"No."

Laughing strangely, Ginette shakes her neck to the side.

"When I first started living in church, it was more of a snack."

"Huh!? Bertina snacks!?

Impossible.

Ginette, are you also a desire to be a frog?

"But... so did I. There were a lot of other kids... who didn't eat rice."

"Is that... somehow... to the church, anti-incitement... or something?

"No. Not..."

"Ha..." he exhales briefly, squeezing his lips cuddly, Ginette says with a thoughtful look.

"We were abandoned children…"

There are children living in that church with no place to go.

Those who lost their parents in accidents and illnesses may also be inside...... many of them, I guess, were abandoned.

"So this was engraved in their minds... 'We're kids we don't need... if we don't make it good, we'll be dumped again'..."

I had no idea what to give back to that word.

"So, somehow... it's a feeling... but I shy away. When I eat rice, I wonder if I can throw it away... anxiously... unconsciously, patiently."

"So... is it?

"... Yes. So,"

Sister took the initiative to eat first so the kids could eat...

Sister, who was originally a snack, to show in action to the kids who unwittingly endure...

"I've made a lot of changes and said, 'Look, this is how I eat a lot of rice'... 'You don't have to hesitate,'... I think it's pretty much impossible."

And my stomach is getting better and better...

"Now the kids are laughing and watching Sister's Big Eat because they can't help it. Thanks to you, I don't have a single child with weird patience anymore. Because... Sister looks better than everyone else, and most importantly, she eats dinner with pleasure..."

Was Bertina's big meal for the kids...?

"Most of all, I woke up eating and now I'm totally an eater..."

When dull, Ginette zeroes her laugh.

"But we can't hate Sister like that."

It was also a word that was assured and affirmed.

"Whatever happens next, I... we... have always loved Mother Sister Bertina."

proudly chested and says with a full grin.

"What do you say? Is that okay?" But with a face I've told you.

You're so proud of me.

"Yes, I'm a proud mother"

"I'm pretty sure it's the best tit ranking I ever wanted to be a mother."

"Already, Mr. Yashiro. Sister will piss you off again."

Ginette laughed happily as she swelled her cheeks.

"Then we'll leave the rest to Regina, and we'll be ready for World War II."

"Ha!"

Turn your heels back and walk out onto the stage.

Norma, awakened as Cheer Girl Leader, is guiding his support to the rendezvous Paula.

It's kind of a busy sight.

In the meantime, I stop and look back again.

The dressing room where Bertina went in.

Are they prescribing drugs while Regina tells you a novel by now............... well, get some rest.

But, well, just one word.

"Thankful, Bertina"

Exactly, "mother" was too shy to say.