Isekai Sagishi no Consulting

"Ginette...... we need to talk"

Stop Ginette, who was on her way to the kitchen.

Let's talk about everything.

In the first place, stay or be gone... I'm not in a position to think about that.

If Ginette knew all about my past...

If you find out that I've made a lot of people unhappy in Japan as fraudsters... I won't be able to stay here. Naturally. There can't be anywhere in the world, such as someone who wants to keep such bad guys by his side.

I can be here now because... I'm a rare, big lying puke.

Nothing to talk about. Admit nothing. Because it pierces the loophole and the pretense of not knowing.

Because I don't hesitate to get on with these guys' good intentions.

'Cause you would...

Who likes to be with criminals like this...

"Talk to me... will you listen to me"

If you distract yourself, glimpse and fix your gaze trying to escape immediately.

Keep staring at Ginette's face.

"... Yes"

Plenty of time apart, Ginette had a soft grin.

I was usually relieved by that laugh... my chest snapped.

"Well, let's still make some tea. I'll be ready in a minute, so sit back and wait."

"Huh..."

Tea or something... Before I said it, Ginette walked into the kitchen.

..................... Oh, yeah.

In the meantime, I'll sit in the right seat.

I chose it appropriately, but it's always been the deepest seat in the dining room that I like to sit in.

After all, this is the calmest place to be.

".................. Phew"

Though my heart still hurts, my heart, which was tense as it was about to cut off, eased only a little.

Let's take a breath... my heart is raging and crazy and I can't even rest well.

Feed oxygen into your head.

So, again, think about it properly.

Mine, about to... From now on, I...

"... let's talk about everything"

.................. That's how I entrust everything to Ginette.

Honestly, I can't decide for myself anymore.

I underestimated me.

No, I've dared to keep up with that attitude.

Nobody's in trouble when I'm gone. Just a little lonely at first, but back to normal... that's how the world goes around, that's what I was trying to assume.

Because it's easier.

But Loretta and Magda are denying it.

At least they're sad that I'm gone... I don't know... they are. That's not just one or two...

But that's why I decided I didn't have a past here... to put myself in a peaceful life in this yangdu pavilion... there's no way I can be forgiven.

It's blocked in all directions.

Thoughts get stuck and start a grand tour.

"Mr. Yashiro. Go ahead."

Ginette, who's back, puts tea in front of me. Set aside your share of tea and sit back across from me.

This could be the last time we sit across from each other like this......... no, I'm sure it will.

If I tell you everything...

Drink tea for now.

Warm, aromatic tea warms the stomach.

But he didn't let me down until I got my mind on it.

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Ginette says nothing and sits in front of me.

They're waiting for my story.

No urging, no boring, no haste, no oppression, he waits softly, quietly for me to speak out.

Keep your mouth shut and it won't start.

... I have to finish it.

Just put the tea in my mouth one more time, and I open my mouth.

"………………… if"

... What if?

That? Me, what are you talking about?

"... if someone you know... it's also very close... for example, someone in such an intimate relationship who works with you..."

Weird......

What's wrong with my head?

"... suppose you worked evil in the past..."

What, this analogy story...

What the hell am I talking about?

"Then what do you do?

My heart tightens and my stomach gets suddenly heavy.

Body freedom is not advantageous, as only in turbulence, and I can't breathe.

Time doesn't go on... it's like being left in a painful atmosphere... isolated from the world, in such an illusion.

"... evil, is it?

Without anything surprising or disturbing, Ginette speaks quietly.

However, I could clearly understand that the usual innocent brightness was not there and that you were taking me seriously.

"Yes... for example..."

I guess not, for example...

"... scammer, was... or something"

... or something, then, hey.

If you can do it, I want you to get me out there right now and beat the shit out of me as much as you want.

Temee, don't be ridiculous, I want to curse you.

No matter how much Ginette, there will be a guess as to who this crappy analogy is referring to. I'm not that stupid.

Yet I, by the end of the day, am I going to be so... evil?

If you say so, hey.

"... if"

Ginette opened her mouth when she began to deeply disappoint herself by remembering the mere sinking of self-loathing, nausea and intense anger towards herself.

But it wasn't the answer that came out of it, it was the question.

"What would Mr. Yashiro do if he who is beside Mr. Yashiro were not really who Mr. Yashiro thought he was?

That's a lot like the crap analogy I did...

"... if, for example, a person working with Mr. Yashiro... had sinned in the past"

But unlike my shallow analogy story at the bottom...

"... suppose I used to commit the crime of eating away"

It was a shocking confession.

Ginette... eating away?

This, like living in a world that is the opposite of malice...... Ginette.

I wonder how long I've been looking out of the way. Ginette chuckles tiny.

But the grin seeped out incalculable loneliness.

"There is only a difference in degrees, but in the act of living, some people create sin. If you can live without such a thing and without committing any sin, it's a very happy thing"

Ginette preaching something like a theory.

But at the same time it made me feel dark, like I was telling myself.

Ginette takes the cup and sips tea quietly.

And he slowly started talking, holding the cup to wrap it with both hands.

"A girl is going to be taken by the church. It was when she was three. I don't know where she was before that, in what environment she was born and raised... what her parents were and what they thought they let her go... I didn't know anything about that. She was dumped in the wetlands."

Wetlands……

That place, inhabited by massive frogs, where humans don't lean on anyone.

Abandoning a child there... can also be taken as a clear indication of will "I don't need this child anymore".

I went all the way to the wetlands to do that......................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

My whole body's skin bubbles in my horrible imagination.

But I don't care about that now. I'm more curious about how the abandoned girl came to life afterwards than how she was abandoned......

While the light confusion remains, I turn my gaze to Ginette by sorting out my feelings.

You waited for it, and when you looked at each other, Ginette opened her mouth again.

"In church, we don't hide things from our children. I will tell you everything, no matter what past it is. Of course, given the child's mental state, the timing of the conversation is somewhat off…"

Again, mouth on the cup, Ginette drinks tea to the point of dampening her lips.

"The girl had something called herself, and she understood that she had been abandoned. It's just... I really can't remember my parents or my parents. The abandoned shock may have confused my memories... but eventually, over time, my memories of the past disappeared completely and I will probably never remember them again..."

That may be because the mind is unconsciously self-defensive.

Too hard a past tears human hearts apart.

Sometimes the human brain fails to remember things it doesn't want to remember so that the spirit doesn't break.

Memory deficits are not uncommon.

"Even if I can't remember, the girl who recognized that she was abandoned, then for two years...... she didn't open her heart to anyone. Every day, even Sister Bertina, who was gentle with me and smiled at me at all times."

You didn't even open your mind to that Bertina...

I can't imagine for a second. I can't believe Ginette avoiding Bertina.

"The year when they turn five...... it is the practice of the Church that children are to participate in social services. Even so, it was an easy thing for everyone to grass and clean the city, and the kids were all there having fun together. But only the girl, who doesn't try to break it with anyone, is not even able to perform well in the service… With Sister Bertina, only one person was to perform another service."

Adults manage children individually who cannot do well with other children. It's common in elementary schools.

I guess Ginette was treated as such a child.

"The church was engaged in the activity of visiting the homes of elderly people living alone and listening to them, and the girl was to accompany them to it. And that girl, who had been locked up ever since she was picked up by the church, touched the outside world for the first time. That was the Yangdu Pavilion."

The house closest to the church, where the old man lived, would have been here.

My grandfather ran it all by himself.

"It smelled so good, a lot of people were smiling and talking... my grandfather who lived there was also so nice to that girl with the grumpy face he saw for the first time... to the girl, the place looked so dazzling... dazzling and dazzling... I didn't like it"

Those trapped in darkness seek and yearn for light.

But he who stranded himself from himself in the darkness abhors, hates, and rejects the light. Because I don't want you to illuminate yourself trapped in the dark...

Because if you are illuminated by the light, you assume that you will be exposed to a miserable self.

But...

"It was a place I didn't like so much...... at the same time the girl started to admire the place"

... turning your back means that you are always aware of it... is the flip of admiration.

It won't come true for me, because I admit so, I just have to pretend not to see it.

Yet more than turning away from "not seeing," there is always "it" in your mind, and the more you avoid it, the more swollen thoughts you admire.

"And one day... the girl walked out of the church and headed to the Yangdu pavilion. From now on, it's not a big distance... for a girl at the time, going out of church by herself to the uninvited Yangdu pavilion seemed like a great adventure, just as much as circling the world."

Escape...... I can't believe Ginette was the daughter to do such a thoughtful thing...... surprise.

Speaking of which, I don't know anything about this guy.

I just found out about that.

"In church, I can't open my heart to adults and children, and this isn't my place... I can't believe I thought... the girl"

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"So I'm sure... that's what it was like to be drawn to a bright spot. Anyway, the girl walked... walked... and came to the Yangdu Pavilion."

Secondly, Ginette twists her body and turns her gaze to the store entrance.

Then I'll look you in the eye, too.

... Did you stand there and sneak inside or did you? The little Ginette.

"But I couldn't get in"

Turning this way again, Ginette smiles slightly.

"Money... because I didn't have it"

"... n"

Short...... leaks a short sound that hasn't even become "yeah".

It's such a short sound...... I kind of felt like I was talking too much.

I think I broke into the wrong place...... I felt uncomfortable.

So I'll just shut up and wait for the rest of the conversation.

It bothers me where I pointed my gaze... but anyway, I quietly waited for the next one.

"The Yang Deception Pavilion was... a very dazzling place. And... it smelled so good."

In the eyes of the girl who lost sight of her whereabouts, I guess this place, which is busy with regular guests, looked dazzling.

The good smell... well, I know.

It's not just the smell of cooking.

Even when I first came here... the sun smelled good from the pavilion... and yes, that was a very nostalgic smell.

It's warm and it wraps gently around me... it doesn't just smell like delicious rice... it smelled happy, it smelled like home.

"I can't get into the store, but I don't have a place to go home...... hehe, I guess that's what you really thought at the time...... I found a small hole in the back of the store when I was roaming around the store with that in mind. The aging walls had holes so small that one child could bend through them."

The Yangdu Pavilion was pretty blurry when I first visited. It is not surprising that the walls decayed and became brittle, the plates cracked and the holes drilled.

And that's the kind of hole the kid finds and walks right through.

"Someone might find me. It could piss you off. That fear was driven away somewhere... and the girl explored the courtyard... and found the pantry."

At the time, the Church should not have been as wealthy as it is now.

Even the first time I came here, I was lonely, and I still felt like I was going to fall.

I don't think the church at the time had the financial strength to just feed Ginette a full belly.

Well, Ginette used to say, "Abandoned children didn't hesitate to eat".

That would mean I was economically poor.

And Ginette, who said she didn't open her heart to anyone, must have also... refused to eat.

Come there, it's the Yangdu Pavilion's pantry...

"I didn't feel guilty. I'm just attracted to the food in front of me...... the girl got her hands on it. I ate obsessively, as if possessed by something. And....................."

Ginette was found by her grandfather.

"... I thought my heart would stop. The girl panicked, she said something... not even a word... she really couldn't say anything, and when she realized it, she was running out. I ran off into a church after all."

Even adults panic when they find evil.

Anyone who reopens it and inflicts harm will also panic and end up committing a crime. At that time, the emotions a sinner has...... fear.

To escape that fear, people can be cruel everywhere.

But the regret that comes after that is hard on my tongue.

"I regretted it. I left the church, went to the Yangdu pavilion, snuck into the courtyard... and stole... the girl was anxious and anxious and could not sleep one night that day"

Not a single church that has fled home can call itself an ally.

... equivalent, it would have been hard.

"In the end, the night dawned when I couldn't sleep... when I walked out of my bedroom to wash my face... there was a grandfather in the church. And I was talking to Sister... and that's when the girl thought... oh now she can throw it away again..."

I guess Ginette feared solitude more than anyone else, keeping herself out of the circle and in a lonely manner.

And I also knew exactly what the weight of the sin I had committed.

"But............... the girl's thoughts come off. And..."

Heh heh heh, Ginette zeroed her laugh.

"Something never occurred to me."

From the day after that, Grandpa started donating to the church.

That's when Ginette's breakfast donation started.

"The girl couldn't understand... and one day I asked my grandfather thoughtfully." You should know everything, why are you silent? "and..." Why are you not angry with me? "

That's how Grandpa answered.

'I'll feed the hungry a delicious one. That's what the cafeteria does.

Not so much after that, Ginette began to go to the Yangdu Pavilion to help, and was to be officially picked up in the year she turned twelve.

By then, I was completely open minded and able to hang out intimately with Bertina, Grandpa and anyone in the city.

"Mr. Yashiro. People sin, as long as they live. And I regret it, it breaks my heart. That's why the Church hears people's penance. It can be salvation."

"But..."

Yeah, if he's like you, that's fine.

Repentance gives you the right to live a new life.

But...

"As penitent as you are, how about a sinner who can't be forgiven? Scattered by others, taking away happiness and tranquillity, hated by many... I can't believe that such a guy feels forgiven enough to start over in his life... and who would admit that? Admittedly, hey, hey."

Gradually, my tone gets rough.

Eight hits... clumsy.

If I had noticed, I would have slapped my fist firmly gripped against the table.

"... even he who shouldn't be forgiven... will be there..."

Gently...... Ginette's hand can be layered over my fist.

He gently wraps his fist around me with a firm grip... warm hands.

"No, Mr. Yashiro."

A quiet voice spreads to penetrate the body.

"Repentance is not to ask you to forgive your sins"

Slowly arrange words, word for word, so that they are carefully communicated.

"I confess because I will not forget... to face my sins by not forgetting, and one day, I will forgive myself"

"I will not forget my sins, for... I will forgive myself..."

"Yes, people repent to look straight into the future."

Repentance always begins where you speak with your own mouth of the sins you have committed.

Awareness of sin. And deep reflection......

Forgiveness is not something that can be given to a person............ not, is it?

"My God, I still fail all the time. There's also a lot you've taught Mr. Yashiro."

In my fist-wrapping hand, I can feel my strength.

"Me too... that girl who once sinned... still immature, but living hard now. Looking straight at the future."

I... turned away from the future... turned away from the past... and now you were trying to escape?

"If words come to those who appear in Mr. Yashiro's analogy… I want to tell them this"

Hands off, Ginette joins hands in front of her chest.

In a prayerful pose with his eyelids closed, Ginette uttered words she often heard.

"... repent"

In the end, Ginette didn't give me a clear answer.

My sins go on forever more than I can forgive my sins......

Forever...

I have a ceremony tomorrow.

I can't let Ginette stay up any longer.

Because this guy is always in shape to fall asleep before 9: 00.

"Mr. Yashiro. Good night."

Finishing the inconclusive discussion, Ginette bows her head to me and heads to her room.

And I left these words behind when I left.

"See you tomorrow."

Oh, my God... would it be so easy to understand if I changed my position?

"Ah. See you tomorrow."

Short words less than these crosses...................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

Ginette returns to her room and is alone again.

No more answers when I think about it.

I can't even entrust it to Ginette.

At the ceremony that will take place tomorrow, if anything goes wrong... you can put the answer on hold without thinking about it...

I went back to my bedroom, thinking I didn't have that benefit.

And the next day. The ceremony ended without delay.