Isekai Sagishi no Consulting

"Bye! The beauty of Mr. Neferry at that time... oh, even now I remember, my chest is stunning... like spreading my slurring hands and jumping towards the sky... it was gorgeous as a swan..."

"Too bad, that's a hen"

Percy in the 40th Ward is still having a crappy public talk at the Yangdu Pavilion, even though the last order has just passed.

A few days after Estella gave me a city-gate related explanation.

It's been a moderately crowded and moderately empty morning... or a day of uninterrupted dazzling and customer legs, and it feels like it's either a day off or a day off to work hard... subtly tiring.

If you're coming, you better come and give up.

Customer service can be easier to run around than waiting.

But a day as handy as today, but uninterrupted guests, is a bit of a mental and physical fatigue.

So, for the most part of the day, this idiot Tanuki.

"Go home quickly. The carriage is gone."

Even after the tournament, the construction of the city gate in District 42 and various other exchanges in District 3 remain flourishing, so the carriage scheduled flights continue to operate.

"Oh, it's such a long time... I lost my last call, won't you stay?

"What kind of carnivore are you?"

Later, 'Forced Translation Magic'...... 'Cause it's a carriage! It's not "End of Power"!? "It's more atmospheric, isn't it?' Cause you don't have to take care of yourself in a weird way!

"Ah! I'm so glad to hear it"

One girl comes to the pavilion late at night, between closings. A solid girl with tanuki ears on her head. This is Percy's sister, Molly.

"Brother. Tomorrow is the day of the bulk shipment of sugar, right? It's early in the morning, so come back soon."

"Ahhh! Yikes, Molly! Just for today!

"So... I have a big deal tomorrow morning with someone from the Merchant Guild. You have to go home today, don't you?

"You can't do Molly. Negotiations, they're better than me. Come on. Molly, you're cute, so why don't you buy Osama from the Merchant Alliance for a higher price, too? Haha.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"I'm sorry, Mr. Yashiro. Shut up, brother."

"No, Molly's not bad. Your brother should be punished."

I don't know, you said after mid-month, big deals happen frequently, Asunt said.

If that's the case, the delegates have to go home. Or go home.

"I'm in the mood to stay at the Yangdu Pavilion today!

"I'm in the mood for you to pick me up right now."

"Well again! Honey, I'm just kidding!"

"Brother, Mr. Yashiro's eyes, I'm not laughing at all. Notice, we'll be able to read the air."

Molly stares at her brother with eyes like she sees pathetic filth. What a poor girl. We don't have a choice.

"Anyway! I'm staying, if you want to stay! If you disagree, I'll stop the factory!

With that said, I guess it's treading behavior when my sister breaks...... Percy puts her arms together to show off her thorough anti-war setup.

... but.

"... then your brother is no longer our child"

Saying in a very cold voice, Molly turned her heel and walked out towards the exit.

"Hey!? Hey, hey! Joke! You've got to be kidding me, Molly!

"Hey, can you not touch me? I'll call the vigilante, right?

"Why are you acting like someone else?!?

"Yes, because it's someone else"

"Oh my goodness!?

"Yes. Until earlier."

"It's Forever Brother!?

That, that translation, is that okay, "Forced Translation Magic"?

Something like, "I'm already Percy, so why don't you go with this, Mendo, and no" smells puffy?

"Ugh... my sister is tough on my brother..."

"That's all you've been playing around with and you just haven't been loved enough. Appreciate it, prodigal brother."

For just a few moments, Percy, ignored by Molly and genuinely crying, seems to have decided to go home for good.

"Well, I'll be back."

"Whoa. Now go home sooner."

"See you later!

"Heck."

"See you later!

"Why did you change your tail?

"Ma Ta..."

"Are you creepy?

"Ma, ta, no"

"What's" no "?!?

"Nnooooo!

Stunning truth! Percy was actually a cow!?

"What the hell, Woosie?

"Percy! What's that line over here, honey! Why aren't you greeting me?!?

Let's talk about it again...

"Mr. Percy."

When I was thinking about what to say, Ginette approached me in a quiet pace.

"We look forward to seeing you again at Employees Together."

"... Ah, yes"

"Look, brother. It doesn't really bother me. You said you could read the air, right? You forbid me to breathe oxygen?

"Scary! Scary, Molly!? What, you have such authority!?

"I'm sorry, Mr. Store Manager, Mr. Yashiro. Dumb brother."

"No, Molly's not bad. Your brother should be punished."

"I think that's one of Mr. Percy's attractions."

"Oh, don't praise me too much. I'll be in good shape. Well, excuse me."

Molly grabs Percy's collar and pulls it off hard.

"Come on, brother, he said he'd wait for me in" Employees Together ". So convince me."

"No, but..."

"Let's be able to read the air, bro. Mr. Chicken hates you."

"Me, I'm so, so, so air, I can read, Chu's!

"Uh, yes, yes. Wow."

Such conversations go away.

Molly, you've succeeded...... that makes you stronger when you have a brother who's been playing around for about twenty days a month.

So, I guess you don't really like the nephew that caused it. It's not the Neferry that's wrong.

"I hope it fits in a good place"

"Is that Percy and Neferry? I don't know?

It might be hopeless. Neferry, I don't think he likes beasts. After all, we have each other's family business inheritance issues...

"No... well, that's what too............ a lot"

"Various?"

"Yes."

Ginette looking back, smiling nicely.

"A lot of things."

A gentle, gentle smile was there, just a little... my chest tickled.

"... Yashiro"

Unexpectedly, I can speak from behind.

Yeah, speaking of which, it's time for Magda to want to sleep...... I can't believe I looked back and Magda was upright in the middle of the floor.

"... Magda has acquired a new secret move"

"Secrets? What?

No way, 'Red Moya' got even more power, or something like that?

No, but. It's a new secret, and... I mean, if you tell me that, it's "secret" and everything's gone, okay?

"So, what, what's that secret trick?

"... Actually, Magda is...... already asleep"

"What? No!?

Such an idiot!? And if you peek into Magda's face.........

"... asleep"

It was already a complete sleeping face.

It even swells to the nose lantern.

I've never seen him swell his nose lantern while awake.

I mean thats proof that Magda is now completely asleep!?

"So, Mr. Yashiro... what we were talking about now..."

"It is.......................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"… definitely. Munya..."

"Not awake?

"... denial"

"Seriously..."

"... seriously. Munya."

Magda's new secret to being upright, falling asleep, and even allowing conversations with others... yeah, demand.

"Let's go up and sleep now..."

"... Hmmm... I will..."

Damn... I felt like I had grown up a little after the tournament...... you're just a kid.

"Heh... heh!

I hold Magda as a princess.

Is that it?

Is this guy getting a little heavy?

Before this, when I held it up right after winning the tournament, I was excited and didn't realize...

Whatever... you're gonna be big in no time, a kid.

"Maybe it'll be Boyne soon."

"Mr. Yashiro. My heart is leaking."

".................. just now. Even the day I become a Boyne..."

"Mr. Yashiro. I don't know what that means."

Ginette coming in with a smile and a scratch.

Speaking of which, this guy might have changed. I don't know... calm down, huh? The atmosphere.

"If you put Mr. Magda to bed, please keep Mr. Yashiro off as well. I'll keep the door tight and clean up."

"No, you're the one to rest. Was it stuffing?

"It's okay."

"... do you?

"Yes."

Well, I'm a little tired with Percy's opponent too...

"Well, don't let me rest first"

"Yes. Good night. And Mr. Magda."

"... Munyu... Oyashi..."

Before I finish, Magda seems to have run out of batteries.

Is the secret game over?

Holding Magda, I headed upstairs.

Put Magda to bed, and I'll go to my room early.

I was plain tired and confident that I could sleep as soon as I put him in bed.

In fact, when you pull into bed and close your eyelids, fatigue spreads throughout your body, causing fatigue and drowsiness to strike to an extent that you still won't reach until you melt down.

Keep your eyelids closed and count to twenty. I'll go into my dreams...

"... he's in trouble."

Hi, something's wrong with the people around me lately.

Well, I guess it's because of what I did with the last of the tournament......... no, Percy and Mormatt were a little crazy before that.

"... I wonder if I'm that in your face..."

It becomes a billionaire to think with your head and put it out in your mouth.

It's not like I want anyone to hear it. I felt like it would be better if I spit it out.

"Me..."

I'm a fraud...

"Percy seems to be impressed... it's time to go out of business... maybe..."

I quit being a fraud...

Everyone in the past... forgot...

Keep it up... here...

…………… does not. I can't.

Let's go to sleep now.

I think so, I give up my thoughts.

My consciousness goes away, and I get attacked by the feeling that my body sinks in.

My consciousness goes only into deep darkness, as the expression 'falls' into sleep......

Then for a few hours...

"Damn...... I can't sleep for some reason"

I haven't slept well here lately.

My body is tired, my consciousness is wandering, I feel like I'm going to be able to sleep... but when I try to sleep, the extra thing runs around my brain gurgling and my brain spinning doesn't stop forever.

That's how the wake-up bell rings as I hit the turnaround...... what a day it was.

Even today, I think it's going to be.

I'm tired, but I can't sleep.

"Oh shit..."

I woke up and left the room for coffee.

I don't sleep anymore today.

Probably won't sleep no matter how hard I try after this.

I wonder what time it is now... oh my god, when I get down to the courtyard...

"Is that it?"

"Oh, good morning. Mr. Yashiro."

"Oh, you're early. Good morning, Mr. Yashiro."

There was Ginette and Asunt at the back door.

"... if you don't report to your fictional daughter-in-law who won't give in by saying there's an Assunt"

"Wait, Mr. Yashiro. That's not how I relate to Mr. Ginette, and my daughter-in-law exists. So, if you're assuming it's fictional, there's no need to report it... Um, could you stop bumping into a bunch of lines at once?

Asunt, who puts a scratch on all the mess in discipline.

He's been on the books since the early morning.

"Isn't today the day of arrival?

The ingredients for the Yang Ma Ri Pavilion are basically bought together at the beginning and middle of the month. Nevertheless, after that, it is either ad hoc or, depending on the circumstances, I place an order with Asunt to buy more, but either way, it is something that Ginette reports beforehand.

"Tomorrow, Mr. Asunt will be here," he said.

The day they say that, I try to get up as early as possible, too.

Although there are unlimited days when I woke up early just trying.

But I didn't hear Asunt was coming today.

That's why...

"I knew it was for my brain daughter-in-law..."

"Mr. Yashiro. I'm here, daughter-in-law."

'Cause you're not gonna show me!

"Um, Mr. Yashiro. I didn't let you know today because it's my personal order."

"Personal?

... Ginette in Assunt?

"Trying to keep something delicious to ourselves..."

Oh, my God. I can't believe Ginette was such a delicious daughter...

"Uh.................. hey, why not"

"" What!?

Ginette... give me the Kotecote scratch!?

"Oh, you know, imitating Mr. Asunt... sorry, that's not even in Gala..."

"Um, what the hell am I looking at?

Assunto gives a complex look.

But more than that!

"I thought Ginette only went into breasts and pants"

"That's not true. Yikes!?

Oh, this kind of thing really comes out.

After all, you can't go after him for scratching. It has to be natural.

... What are you talking about?

"Oh, you know. Actually."

Ginette tries to change the subject slightly in a hurry.

I guess I'm a little embarrassed to be molested.

"I brought you some coffee beans."

"Coffee beans?

If it's a coffee bean, it's still in the warehouse in large quantities.

Sure, I thought you said you could only buy large quantities because of low demand. So when you make it go bad without running out every year.

Why are you doing this at this time?

"Well... it's your grandfather's birthday."

"Ah..."

Today...... what.

"So every year on this day, I buy a new coffee bean, and with my grandfather, I decide to have my first cup of coffee."

The fluffy Ginette smile kind of felt like a look I'd never seen before and I couldn't say anything.

It's about time I don't know, right?

Naturally, Ginette has a past before she met me. I have memories of living a time I don't know.

It's just a Ginette area that no one can invade, and it's not a good place for me to step in.

No.................. Yet.

"If you like. Mr. Yashiro, could you join us for a drink?

Thus Ginette invites me into the realm.

"I owe it to Mr. Yashiro to have the current Yang Deception Pavilion, and I wanted to introduce him properly to my grandfather... oh, no, that doesn't make such a deep sense... the... if you don't mind"

"...... hmm. Okay, I'll take it."

"Really? Awesome! Okay, we'll get you ready soon!

Hands in hand, happy to break face.

"Ah, Mr. Asunt. Thank you very much."

"No, thank you every time"

Thanks to Pepper, Ginette enters the kitchen with a large bag of coffee beans.

That's how much I thought I'd help... Somehow I felt like this first act of making coffee was so important to Ginette, like some inviolable sacred ritual... I was hesitant to get my hands on it.

"You've never looked so pleasant"

Asunt sends me information I haven't even heard.

Kind of an inclusive way of putting it.

"I thought you didn't like me until last year."

"Ho ho... that's undeniable"

I laugh fundamentally, but I still say this in an inclusive way somewhere.

"But for more different reasons, I suppose."

"... hmm"

I'm sure I can if I try to understand what you're trying to say out of the blue, but I'm sorry, I don't want to use my head at dawn all night now. I don't know what to do.

"Hehe... you look terrible"

Look at my side of the deviation, says Asunt.

"... Uuch. Born."

"Oh, really? I thought you usually looked a little more neat... maybe this needs to change your perception"

"Hmm."

Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...

My conversation with you is a pain in the ass with my head.... Damn. Savory grill.

"Mr. Ginette is much brighter than he was last year, isn't he? I guess something changed my mind this past year. Come on, what's that? 'But you want to say it.

And... 'Why do you look so awful when you say so'.

.................. Uuch.

"Well, it's time for you to spare me"

"Watch out for dark paths that aren't popular. Don't let me stab you."

"Ho ho... right. I'd like to have a little longer fun chatting with some of my closest friends I've made lately. I feel like it, with him. I used to be terribly bad at it... it's weird"

He giggles, pushes his luggage car and walks out the back door.

Shortly before closing the door, Asunt left these words behind.

"There's probably no such thing as something that doesn't change the world. But... by contrast, the heart that wishes' don't change '... I'm sure it won't. Have a good day."

Say what you want to say and go home.

What the hell, man?

Nothing changes...... I'm sure it does.

But...

"... I'm sure he can't change."

For example... here I am alone.

Lock the back yard door and I'll go into the kitchen.

Inside the kitchen, there was a fragrant scent of coffee beans.

Then I went to the dining room and sat in a chair and waited to make coffee.

Nobody, alone on the quiet floor...... I give my thoughts to the Yang Deception Pavilion I don't know.

I have a grandfather, I have a young Ginette... a regular customer was here about that time drinking coffee or something...

With that in mind, I was giving myself up for some leisure time.

"Mr. Yashiro."

How long has it been...... apparently I've been asleep for a bit.

Ginette woke me up shaking my shoulder.

"Are you still sleepy?

"No, I'm fine. Sorry."

"No. Coffee, I made it"

"Oh... I'm sorry"

Ginette puts coffee in front of me.

And one next to me and one across the street.

"Excuse me."

That said, Ginette sits down next to me.

The coffee placed across the street seems to be for Grandpa.

"I don't know, it's close"

Ginette shrugs her shoulders, seemingly slightly illuminated.

I've sat in line at this table several times, but with it across the street, I kind of felt closer than usual.

"Eh heh," Ginette laughed lightly.... Damn.

"Can I have a drink? Or do you offer prayers?

"Huh? Oh, go ahead. Enjoy. 'Cause it's gonna get cold."

"Oh well. … Bye."

Somehow, after lifting the cup, I salute myself to Grandpa's seat.

"Ah..."

and Ginette leaks her voice slightly.

"What? Did I do something I shouldn't do?

"No...... After all, I thought Mr. Yashiro was a stranger."

Strange?

"It is the idea of the Spirit Church that the soul of the deceased is called to heaven by the guidance of the Spirit God and no longer exists in this world... So when we take the deceased, we give thought to the appearance of the day in our memory."

There are no pictures in this world. After death, only in the nearby human mind becomes the only place that can exist.

"So if you weren't very familiar with it, you wouldn't be as respectful as you are now."

"You're the one who built this yangdu pavilion, aren't you? Well, I'll pay you my respects."

I've been through so many things since I came to this city... all of which started with this Yang Deception Pavilion.

I think the founder of this place is a little awesome.

"Thank you"

Turn your body over here and carefully bow your head.

When I looked up, I laughed at the dullness, wondering if it lit up.

"Mr. Yashiro, you're afraid of Obake, but you pay respect to the soul of the deceased."

"Uruchi"

They seemed to tease me, not the lights. This guy.

"Come on..."

Ginette rises and returns to her original position once the chair has slipped away because of her body pointing this way. And then I sat back again............... closer than I was just now?

The distance my shoulders are going to touch. Still alone in a dark quiet dining room...... just a little nervous.

"Um... Mr. Yashiro"

Slightly, Ginette's voice trembles. Is Ginette nervous or something?

"It may just be a little longer..........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

Don't look at this one, stare at the zip coffee cup and say that.

It's unusual for this guy to talk without looking at the other guy. After all, are you nervous?

"Oh, let me hear it"

It's unusual for Ginette to talk about her past.

That, too, seems a little unremembered to me to ask.

With a howling look somewhere, Ginette spoke pompously.

"Since I was nine years old, I have come here to help."

"Nine years old" means the year Ginette turns nine...... I mean when she was eight?

"I was just a young man, and instead of helping, I was always on my feet… I was just adding extra work to my grandfather"

I can't imagine from now on...... I don't think I can help an eight-year-old.

"But my grandfather was always kind, and he said, 'Just because you're here, the store's gonna be bright,' and he always said that to me."

Still, I don't spoil that, and I guess Ginette carefully learned to work one by one.

"Regular customers said the same thing... they were very cute"

The landscape seems to come to my attention...

Jizzy and Baba will gather in the stores run by Jizzy after all. That's when the hard-working eight-year-old girl arrived.

Jiji Ibaba must have been adorable.

I guess that's what Ginette calls a 'Yang Deception Pavilion back then'.

"Then I managed to remember my work and, in my twelve year old year, I was officially welcomed into this house"

When I was eleven.

You were one younger than Magda is today.

"It was so fun, so, so happy"

Ginette mouths the coffee.

The rising hot air dissolves into the air.

"All this time, I wish this happiness would continue. … no, go on, I assumed"

But the farewell comes suddenly.

"Becoming a child of this family, a year and a little...... that day, I headed out to buy out just like I always did. Nothing, nothing, it was a normal buyout."

On Ginette's face, a shadow falls.

I cried out scattered, and no more tears. I could see the look on your face.

"Back from the buyout...... my grandfather was down......"

Kathari and... coffee cups make noise.

"I was throwing up a lot of blood... and I didn't know what to do... in the end, I couldn't do anything, and my grandfather stayed put..."

Ginette's lips are... tied cum.

………… I understand.

How you felt then............... I get it.

I spent every day without thinking about it and naturally thought the routine would continue.

Today, tomorrow and the day after...... I always thought nothing would change.

But it comes suddenly.

How much I regret the time I have spent appropriately without thinking about it. I should have taken it more seriously and told it better, how much that is.

I know.

"Huh... Shit"

Unexpectedly......

Yes, without thinking...

I was holding Ginette.

The chair made a noise of cancer, my body was cramped and bent... still, strong... I couldn't help but hug it.

"... Yashiro,?

In my ear, I hear a bewildered voice.

The slightly trembling exhale is warm and slightly ticklish.

"Because you... were about to cry"

Speak of such excuses.

And, ghoulishly, force your arms.

"I'll be fine, won't I?

As I tell you, Ginette says.

But...

"Just a little more...... stay like this"

Just a little more, okay...

"... Yes"

A quiet whisper strokes his ear... gently, Ginette's hand turns to his back.

As if, to soften the child, Ginette stroked my back slowly.

..................... Oh, no.

It's not Ginette who's going to cry......... it's me.

Ginette's story stayed... overlapping with her past... and disappeared.

Bite your back teeth, only breathe in the breath that's about to leak...... I can see it at the critical point.

Breathing...... disturbing.

"It's okay..."

I have a soft voice, whispering.

"I'm not alone anymore..."

Is that you... or me...

Then for a while I was hugging Ginette without being able to say anything.

Meanwhile, Ginette didn't say anything either, she just kept her body with me.

The early morning sunset pavilion was very quiet.