Isekai Sagishi no Consulting

The ceremony to celebrate the completion of the city gates and streets marked the end without delay.

The relationship with District 41, which was so rubbed and twisted by the installation of the city gate, was also dissolved, and there was a historic scene where all the lords of District 3 made tape cuts.

It's a mystery that I was getting mixed up in it.

The Warcraft Swarm, Isakoza with District 41, and the construction of the city gate, which was somehow delayed, were eventually kept about a month behind schedule due to the cooperation of District 3.

Given what we have accomplished in this period, including the extension of the streets to the fortieth arrondissement, which was not originally planned, we can say that the first time that work has been done is no longer enough.

And the ceremony took place on April 6th -.

Oh, speaking of which, I'll try to recall in my mind how things have been since the beginning of the year.

Right, right, another year has passed since then?

I pull out my watch. I'm trying not to put it on in public because it's too over-tech. At a time like this, a vibrating watch would be appreciated. Because you don't have to change the battery, and if you shake it a certain number every day, it won't stop.

And...

"Ten seconds to go... five... four... three... two... one... zero"

The date changed, - April 7th.

It's my last day.

And it's been exactly a year since I've been in this world.

And finally, it's also your birthday.

"No, right after I got here, they walked me when I did something."

Because of the careless God, he was left in the wilderness so far away from the city, dying, picked up by a bad merchant, and came to this city... he's not a jerk, is he, God? Yeah.

"Hey, I think I'll walk"

Are you tired of the ceremony, Ginette and Magda fell asleep early today.

So don't wake me up softly... I'm out of the room.

As soon as I went out into the hallway, my heart went out of my way... I felt it.

I'm fine. I'm just going for a little walk. Really, I'll be back.

Mumble those excuses and I'll quietly go down the stairs.

The store door is locked... do you want to leave?

............... No, there's no one on Uro at this hour. Even if I were there, it would be about me.

Then why don't we just walk out the store door like we did then?

Through the kitchen, over the counter, out on the floor, pick the firmest chair on your feet and sit there. Most likely, none of the chairs are jerky right now.

And basically when you get up, put your wallet in front of the counter...

"Okay, I'm coming."

That's how I whine, then I open the door and go outside.

"Yes, yes. At first there was a toilet on this other side... and it was dark..."

In front of the Sun Deception Pavilion it is very bright because the glowing bricks emit a light of a light and beautiful warm colour system.

If it had been this bright from the start, the bathroom outside wouldn't have been as scary either.... Well, the bathroom should be indoors.

Oh, yeah.

I cough up, I look awful I haven't made in a long time, and I squeal.

Towards the Yangdu Pavilion...

"There are a lot more bad guys in the world. You've studied."

... Oh, my God.

I did throw up a line like this, and I left the Yangdu Pavilion behind. I remember quite a bit.

"Well... well, let's go"

Leaving the Yangdu Pavilion, just like that day, he starts walking towards the boulevard.

The road to the boulevard was unparalleled and beautifully transformed a year ago.

Anyway, this is a big street stretching from District 42 to District 40. There's still a lot of room for two different carriages.

And on both sides of the road are installed bricks that glow a little bit, safely illuminating the road at night.

A year ago, there was so much crap that I couldn't get through a carriage, and the road was much narrower.

And most importantly, it was dark... so seriously dark that I fell into nocturnal phobia.

On second thought, this is under a cliff adjacent to the thirtieth and twenty-ninth districts. The moonlight is also difficult to come into. That's dark.

There is a bend that leads to Newtown on the way.

It used to be called a slum, but now it's become a bit of a luxury residential area.

I don't feel the fear of darkness looming any more.

Then we go out onto the main street and walk around plainly.

In the middle of the night, scared by the cat's eyes and surprised by the sight of the chickens harvesting the hen's eggs at dawn... when the night dawned, I went to Cantalchica and had something to do with Osama, who was scared of debt taking...

"You had a lot going on..."

Behind one of the boulevards was Hardware Street, which applied water damage control when the hamsters had not yet been recognized by the residents. And then it was here that Magda catted and ran away.

These days, every time I came to push a challenge on Norma, it had become a place to be tangled up by the ossans of the Onenese language. Don't like me, take it personally.

"If you go this way, there's lemon... over there in Central Square and even further ahead in Becco's house..."

To the hero statue disturbance, the lemon food poisoning incident… also played the biggest with Asunt on Boulevard.

Moving sales of popcorn is now a natural sight, but I struggled initially.

"Whoa! Bulletin Board"

Bulletin boards are erected at the intersection of the road leading to the Yangdu Pavilion by the Ukrainian shop.

Coming from the Yangdu Pavilion, I overlook it, but when I go home, I catch a great eye.

Here, there was my arrangement affixed to it. I graffitied him, though.

Even now, it clearly reads: 'The curse of the Spirit God falls on those who strip the publication without permission'. You keep putting all your strength into these weird places, Spirit God. I wish I could use my powers to make it easier for people to live.

Then head to the Lords' Hall.

As big as ever.

When I first saw it, I never thought I'd be invited to this hall. Not to mention, I can't believe you do tape cuts in ceremonies alongside your lord... tape cuts in every world.

There's something odd in common in strange places.

So every once in a while I'm going to forget.

That I'm in a different world now.

No...

That I'm from another world.

I won't be able to go back to my old world.

Then this is my world. Japan is a different world to me today.

I guess it's partly because it didn't have kedges all over it.

While I was in this world, I was also meant to be a resident of the other world, and while I lived in District 42, I felt like a customer somewhere... so I always felt like I was free to go and stay.

He says this is where we're going to leave someday.

"... a year, huh"

I think it fits just in time.

I overthought a lot the night before the ceremony and went on a grand tour... but I was able to think a little differently during the ceremony.

The guys I've been involved with have come to see the ceremony, and all the time this guy seems to be having fun. I lowered the silly side and was sincerely delighted with the development of our city.

I thought to myself when I saw it.

"Oh, my role, you're already done".

Well, it doesn't seem like a lot of a role, but the part where I've always been obsessed and caught up in one of my minds - "These guys, are you okay with me being gone," you don't have to worry about it, and I see.

These guys are fine.

I can't hold back any longer.

Really, I learned to stand on my own feet, they're the ones I can count on.

Everyone probably already did what I could do.

It's an area where amateur knowledge is the only thing more advanced than this. I'm going to need professional skills.

You've already cleaned up everything you need to do, haven't you?

The Yang Ma Ma Pavilion returned to the once vibrant dining room and made reliable companions.

The hamsters, who had a lot of kids and had trouble working, are busy working now, and the tiger kid, who was alone, found his place... and the lord was splendidly independent.

That's enough.

Forgive yourself for your sins... I don't know if that's what I can do. But it's a corner, so I'm going to try.

But once you don't reset it...

I sat here 'fooling' all the people who live here.

That's not fair.

From the beginning, I said, "I've been a con man in the other world, and I'm going to say hello!" And if I had introduced myself, I'm sure you wouldn't have welcomed me in this way.

So we reset it here.

Otherwise, I'll never forgive you for me.

I honestly thought I couldn't win when I knew Ginette was in the Yang Deception Pavilion with so much determination.

To his hiccups. Strong determination. To unwavering belief.

Compared to him, it's like I'm some shriveled sprouts.

So stick to someone and match your shape to the other person.

I don't have a core.

Wow, I was noticed that you have a cool way of living.

There is something like this in the words that con artists often say.

"He's stupid to be fooled."

And...

"He who can't fool, more than that, is dumber"

I can't save you.

What a scammer you like.

There's no way you can stay here, either way.

I don't have the nerve to keep naming the con artist, and I don't have the courage to be a favorite... I can't even be prepared to stay here...

So I'm leaving this city.

Get ready as soon as you decide.

Let's leave the pavilion at the same time as the sun rises.

Sure, give them a proper greeting.

That's the best I can do right now.

With that in mind, I turn to the Yangdu Pavilion.

I walked a long time.

It may have been two or three hours since I walked the 42nd Ward without a scratch.

Let's go back now and get some rest. Maybe I'll walk again tomorrow.

"And then..."

Take out the 20 RB you let sneak in your pocket.

A dull copper coin makes a noise with charin.

"If you pay for the escape... it's all gone"

At the end of the day, I was staying at the Yang Deception Pavilion to make this money, right?

I've kept you waiting a long time. I hope you don't have to follow the interest or something.

I walk down the street and see a bright corner.

It's the Yangdu Pavilion.

I'm back.

Somehow, I feel like I'm watching the end of the story.

If you open this door and let me in... that's it.

Whether you cry or laugh, it's over there.

Then at least be positive...

I pushed my chest out and opened the door vigorously enough to pay tribute to the Yang Deception Pavilion, which I had taken care of for a year.

"Here comes Mr. Yashiro!

"... Huh?

When I opened the door, there was Ginette.

He stretched his arms against the door and said, "Come on! It solidifies in a pose like".

"................................. Huh?

Ginette talks the same lines as I do, and they both harden up.

... What are you doing?

"... what are they doing?

No, that's the line over here... and now you, you're solidifying in your awesome funny outfit, huh?

"Mr. Yashiro's Appearance"?

What, prophetic magic?

Or...

Remove the gaze that was nailed to Ginette and look indoors.

On the wall, there is a piece of paper with something written on it.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... "This is a modest place"... and "Soleil's Picture"... there was instructed paper affixed here and there.

Lamps are placed on the counter.

Then, the table has been significantly repositioned so that the center is wide open. There are four desks stuck together in the middle of such an open space.

On that desk, a fluffy, cylindrical object... of cake, sponge?

And next to that cake sponge was a single unused thin candlestick.

... what is this... maybe it doesn't have to be, are you?

"Ginette."

"Hiya!

I don't know, but he seems nervous about the bees.

I thought to myself on my face, "Muzz, they've seen my cousin. Huh...! (Sweat)".

"You, how do you know that?

"... to?

"It's my birthday."

"What!? Yes, why not!?

Ginette, who was solidifying with her arms extended, suddenly began to move, holding her mouth down with both hands and jumping gently, slapping her bread and hands and whining, "Yes, get ready..." I was about to head to the kitchen, and I looked back, "Oh, get cleaned up before then... oh," and I held my head, "But I still have a rehearsal..." and I said, "Oh, but I can't do it in front of Mr. Yashiro... oh, yeah, birthday! This is not how I want it!" He called again to the kitchen and said, "Oh, but! No, but!," he held his head.

No, just relax.

"Didn't you know?

"Yes............... I just found out. Sorry, lack of study.................. oh my birthday you celebrated...... how could you not care so much...... I repent"

"Oh, no, will you come back later"

Stop for now Ginette, who kneels on the floor and sticks out her assembled hand toward heaven.

But on the cake, on the candlestick, on the "decoration," on "It's Mr. Yashiro's Appearance," right?

If it's not a birthday party, what the hell is this?

"Oh... because of me, I have a corner plan... I don't have a face to suit you all..."

To all of you, it seems like you were up to something with the others... I guess this guy doesn't realize that he's leaking information one after another.

"So, what is this?

"No, um..."

"Ha hoo..." he sighed, and Ginette began to talk to Potho Potho, as she had noticed.

"Tomorrow, Mr. Yashiro comes to the Yangdu Pavilion, it's just a year..."

"Huh...?

"Oh, you know, by the way, it was the day after tomorrow that you became an employee of the Yangdu Pavilion, and I was very worried about which one to make my anniversary, but when I asked you for your opinion, 'I knew we should have met'... that was a little more of an opinion... I also wondered if I should..."

……

"So, um, I thought you might be annoying, but I really wanted to celebrate... and, you know... if this adds to Mr. Yashiro's energy at all... I thought about that..."

In the meantime, Ginette spits out her words diligently.

I'm sure you've been trying so hard to keep it a secret.

Hide it desperately so that I don't find out... it's stupid. You said you weren't good for hiding things, plotting things, deceiving people like that... look, I've been unable to do this for so long, and you can't stop because you've been patient, can you?

More and more words overflow that I thought were painful because of what had been in my chest the whole time. That's not gonna stop until you're out of guilt.

So Ginette's toothpick finally stopped working......

"Oh, you know... I knew it was a tip-off...... I wanted Mr. Yashiro to always laugh... oh, I'm glad he came here, and I wanted him to think so... one day,... one day Mr. Yashiro will be gone just as flabbergasted as he was when he showed up... I think so, very scared... but Mr. Yashiro has Yashiro's thoughts and circumstances... because that's not something I can say... but still... if I can do it... I will... all the time... with Mr. Yashiro... I want to be with him..."

Ginette's nose makes a noise.

"... no matter how many times I have to tell myself... anxious... anxious... but because I am such a possibility, I have put extra worry on Mr. Yashiro... and yet I am... glad and thought that Mr. Yashiro will be nice to me... and that Mr. Yashiro is, oh, so worried... distressed... even if he is suffering... without knowing that I have just become so sweet... like at a tournament where I will eat so much... that I cannot..."

Was the lonely mode suddenly terminated because you thought so?

... and maybe we can just keep saying that about the big food tournament?

"I... have always been sweet to Mr. Yashiro... about the store... about the church... everyone, rely on Mr. Yashiro... as if it were natural for you to do so... because Mr. Yashiro is kind... oh, I... to that kindness... sweeten... about Mr. Yashiro... nothing... think about it... even last night... more if you could... but that's not a good word for me to say... still... oops!

Pushed into a gnarly closed eyelid, a large grain of tears conveys Ginette's cheek.

Hands together to pray, with a trembling voice, whispering powerlessly -

"... that I... want to be with Mr. Yashiro... all the time, if I could be there... how happy I would be... just... that's all... eh"

This must be penance.

I'm sure Ginette is full of guilt right now.

Totally............... that's stupid.

"………………"

I bite my lips off cuddly, and Ginette is shaking small.

The eyes that are supposed to be looking at the future are closing their eyelids in fear of the future that will soon come.

Really, you're an idiot... I am.

"Ginette."

".................. Huh!?

Calling his name, Ginette's shoulder jumped.

And then he slowly lifts his face up and looks up at me with big eyes moisturizing in tears.

I took 20 RB out of my pocket in silence and gently let it shake in Ginette's hand.

Look at the 20RB on the palm of my hand... Ginette's eyes opened wide... but her shoulders crept off.

No sound, tears coming down my cheeks.

"This is my bullshit."

I could finally pay for the food escape I've been putting on hold.

Now there's nothing left to bind me to.

".................. Yes"

Ginette seems to have taken it, even though she still has a disappearing look.

Lift your face up, and force yourself to make a smile.

"Every time.............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................."

As a clerk, do your job properly.

Exactly, he's like a clerk's book.

... Really, it's stupid.

I wonder why I didn't realize it was so easy.

It's my past, it's my sin, I can't forgive you, it's better without me, it's not where I am, it's not what I deserve, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm...

All I've been worried about was me.

All I've ever thought about is me.

So it's stupid.

I can't believe you didn't even think about this stupid guy who's been watching me around for so long...

'Ginette can be happier without me'... Who said that? It would be me.

'You can't have a guy like me by Ginette'... that's my opinion too.

'I'm a fraud, so I have a right to be happy...'... if you don't think so, I hope so! Instead, make the best people in the world happy, who really wept for Temeye's idiot! If sin bothers you with forgiveness, at least let it be accomplished by going crazy to death, spending your life, and dying to make the precious person in front of you happy! Don't even do that, what's 'cause I'm a fraud...'!?

Will Temehe live the future ahead to find excuses!?

Don't think you'll be forgiven. The sins of Temehe will not disappear for life!

So it's not a good reason to imitate the kind of life you're going to throw away!

Don't treat Temehe's life crudely while keeping others' lives busted!

If you want so much forgiveness, I'll give Temehe a "life sentence for service"!

Don't do anything to make Ginette cry any more... huh?

"Ginette."

"… Yes…………"

"Why don't you hire me at this store?

"........................... Huh?

"Not to pay the unpaid price, but formally, genuinely, as an employee here, hire............! Please!

Bend your hips to ninety degrees and lower your head deeply.

Ginette's breathing is disturbed.

Confusion comes through as it takes it in your hand.

And...

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

When I hear that reply, I look up.

And there's...

There was a beautiful smile like a goddess.

With a gentle grin, Ginette is staring at me.

And again, now he looked me in the eye and gave me a clear reply.

"Nice to meet you. Mr. Yashiro."

Take my hand and squeeze it.

Dye your cheeks red like a little light, but without letting go of your hands, stare at each other for a little while.

- And then.

Shiru...... and something fell off my left arm.

".................. ah"

That was a dirty, dark, thin string............ promiscuous ring tied all the way to my arm.

Suddenly, all sorts of memories overflow in my head.

From the time I was a kid, I went to middle school, high school, stepped off my life, pierced my revenge, lost my life as a result, but I was reincarnated... and reached the Yangdu pavilion... everything I've seen and heard and felt so far disappears in my head.

There's a movie screen in front of me, and I'm feeling like I'm being shown early spinning footage there......... the footage finally stopped.

The sound is gone and the world is turning white.

Nothing... I don't feel anything... I'm standing alone in a strange world.

In such a strange world...

"Yashiro."

"Yashiro"

Calling me, two voices...

".................. ah"

Nature and tears overflow.

I was standing there...

"Parent................................................................................................................................................."

I thought I'd never see you again, it was my parents and my damsel.

The two of them stand side by side, staring at me with a gentle smile that is no different from those days.

"Oh, um... you know, I... Huh!

I wanted to apologize.

Something I didn't realize.

That I couldn't help.

Ignoring the feelings of the two of us, being a fraud or something...

And that he's dead...

But I didn't get a word at all... I couldn't say anything...

Looking at the two faces... I think that's not the word I have to say...

So I honestly conveyed the words that came to my mind.

"Me... I'll be happy."

Then they nodded slowly with a happy face, and waved small.

The colours of the world fade away.

Existence becomes rare.

It disappears. When I was so sure, I had just one more word, something I really wanted to say, and I screamed with all my might, praying in time.

"I loved it! I was happy to be two kids! Father, Mother!

The world darkens... and the gentle voice that calls me reaches my ear.

"Mr. Yashiro. Mr. Yashiro...... are you okay?

In front of me, there was Ginette.

He looks anxious and looks up at me.

"This... it was important, wasn't it?

Ginette picks up the broken promiscuous ring and gives it to me.

"I'm fine. This is fine."

"Really?

"Oh. This is how you can cut it. Wishes come true… and…………………"

"... Mr. Yashiro?

"I have a wish... for my... father and my mother... a wish... for me to live happily ever after... a wish..."

"Oh, um... palatability... Huh!?

I couldn't do it anymore.

I squatted and whimpered.

Even though I knew it was embarrassing, I couldn't catch a leaking voice.

"... Mr. Yashiro"

There was something gently touching my back.

It's warm, it strokes my back slowly.

I can't stop crying.

I can't control my emotions.

Cry so much that you're going to figure it out... spit it all out...

I felt like I could finally... change.

"... the manager?

Magda's voice sounded.

And there's an amazing breath...

"Mr. Magda. Could you please gather all of you as soon as possible? It's Mr. Yashiro's birthday."

"… Copy that. Leave it to Magda."

In such a short conversation, you must have understood everything.

Ginette and Magda are thoughtful... again, you've distracted me.

"... Yashiro"

Magda's footsteps are approaching me.

Footsteps passing next to me without slowing down.

At the moment of passing, Magda groaned pompously.

".................. thanks"

The voice, just a little, seemed happy.

The door opens and closes... and the footsteps go away.

Quiet returns to the dining room.

My whimpering finally stops, and my alone space is surrounded by loose air.

"Mr. Yashiro..."

In such calm air, there was a whispering voice of Ginette......

"Welcome to the Yangdu Pavilion"

I was convinced that my place was here.