Isekai Sagishi no Consulting

The day after we talked about going to see Wendy's parents.

We're going to District 40 now, rocked by Estella's house carriage.

I feel a little sick about the gaggling and rocking carriage. The carriage doesn't perform very well. Besides, Estella's carriage is small and has low horsepower.

"Shh!

"If you have any complaints, run along and follow me!?

Anything. The horse towing this carriage seems to be a very thoughtful horse with Estella present and named for her birthplace.

He talks to me every day and raises me dearly.

"Certainly the carriage is small and low horsepower. But this horse has my love, my dreams and my hopes!

"Was it the" Boob "?

"Give me that name!

"Dear Yashiro." I want to get boobs. "

"I see you're packed with dreams and hopes"

"It's not even that name!?

The horse's name is' Nantkakakakantka 'and I would discount it because it felt like it was long, but, well, it's horse-loving.

Nevertheless, no matter how much I love growing up, it's too late.

So I'm asking Javier to lend me a nice carriage.

Javier's house has a three-headed fast track.

"In the course of yesterday, we have attached permission from Master Javier. Imelda has also spoken to me and I accept it with pleasure."

I can't help but feel angry at Natalia for explaining that.

"Then if you borrowed a carriage during yesterday, you could have left from the start with a good carriage?

"Dear Javier, if anything happens to a famous horse owned... the 42nd Ward will go bankrupt, won't it?

"... such a big deal"

An unpleasant sweat erupts in Natalia smiling with an awesome look.

No, I know horses are expensive... do you have such a good horse? I live in the fortieth district, and if I tell you, the head of the 'Kagi' guild? A horse that the Nobles of Chengjin would do as much as the district's finances?

"Your father's horse lover has passed his hobby and is no longer a horse owner. We are dedicated to multiplying the different varieties to produce the best salad."

Imelda sitting next to me says that.

"Huh? Isn't the horse owner the one who only gives money and says, 'Good luck and make money'?

"The horseman is about the man who owns the horse. Some people hire tutors, others teach themselves."

I only have the image of a horse racer, but this one here seems to be the one who grows carriages and riding horses. Something like that is going to say 'breeder' or something.

... I didn't get my hands on a bite horse owner scam, so I don't know much about horses. I guess I should have done it.

"Mr. Javier's horse has a reputation among enthusiasts. But I can't buy or sell because I'm not a member of the livestock guild. Hobbyists seem to have tears of blood every day."

Following the horse owner's explanation, Estella tells such a story.

I knew you had a livestock guild or something. I don't know about milk or wool, but how far does it include? I guess the meat is in there too.

And naturally horses for carriages.

"I have to buy and sell, do I have to grow my own?

"What are you talking about? There are chickens in the Yangtze Pavilion."

"Ah... you treat me like that"

I feel a lot different with chickens and horses... but they say it's the same thing on the rules.

"Mr. Javier's raised horse should only be used by Mr. Javier so that he shouldn't sell eggs picked at the Yang Deception Pavilion. … although it is possible to give"

"I see... so you're making it convenient for nobles and other powerful guilds, huh?

"Well, I guess it's not zero"

"He doesn't like it! I don't like it, that bearded man!

"Please don't insult the wasp parents! Even if you were a nasty jerk just like that!

"No, Imelda... I'm affirming myself..."

"Besides, even if it was a difficult de pervert of the Loricon hobby!

"It's getting worse, it's getting worse!

Estella is forgiving Imelda for heating up.

Right now, this carriage of four people has me, Estella, and Imelda on Natalia. The back seat facing the direction of progress, the so-called upper seat, with Estella sitting opposite it, Imelda. Next to Estella is Natalia.

And the other carriage that runs right behind our carriage is Ginette, Cylon and Wendy.

There are only two carriages that Estella can prepare, and the Yangdu Pavilion is open.

"... Loretta. You have one more serving... nothing more to teach '

'Saying something like that, I see soul guts trying to leave me alone! No, Magda, stay!

- What an exchange, and Magda and Loretta are being asked to leave a message this time.

Neither that nor this is bad Estella, who only has a poverty-starved carriage.

"... Damn. If Estella had huge boobs, this wouldn't have happened..."

"It wouldn't matter!? Even if I have big tits, I won't get the carriage upgrade!?

"Then stay breast-fed for the rest of your life!

"No. Yikes!?.....................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

I, Natalia and Imelda stare at Estella rampaging in a narrow carriage with "... not at all, this girl" eyes.

"What!? Why am I in the wrong air!? I just noticed that with this MENTS, I'm awesome awesome, right?!?

Or in the first place...

"If Javier has such a good horse, you should have used the Imelda carriage"

Imelda's house should have had a fancy carriage made by Yamboldt.

I should have had it towed with Javier's good horse.

"The wasp carriage is for wasps only."

"Don't be a jerk."

"Besides, that carriage is good looking and not suitable for fast travel. If the horse goes beyond the speed of a relaxing walk, the wheel falls off."

"Isn't that a defective product!?

Oh, my God.

Instead of just including the customer's unscrupulous demands and this, you were sacrificing the most important durability... in a way, it might be the opposite of Womalo.

If you're a Womalo, design is likely to come second in function.

"I said the wasp wouldn't mind that. Anyway, for the sake of haste, that's not the case. If you need me, I'll pick you up from my parents' carriage for that."

What a lady thought...

I went on a trip with my bare hands and said, "Why don't you buy it locally?" or something like that. You would be too much of a man.

"Is there only such a poor carriage that you can do as a branch of a wooden guild?

"You've built a branch by the gate, so you don't need a carriage in particular. Guests from afar will arrive in their carriage."

Well, I guess so...

"At Imelda's, there are hardly any horses, are there?

"What you don't need"

To Estella's words, Imelda answers in the same tone as if it were natural.

No, no, you'll need it.

"If you were a wooden guild, wouldn't you carry a heavy marutai or something?

"Those who have less power than horses don't need it for a wooden guild."

I mean, you don't have to rely on horses to carry them yourself...

If you ask me, Magda, Millie and Norma were carrying big baggage on their own. Beast Clan, you're a hammer...

That's why we can't use the Imelda carriage, and we're going for Javier's house by riding the Estella's carriage.

Imelda was to be accompanied by someone who happened to have business to go home to her parents or something.

So we're putting Javier on board in return for getting him through.

So he said, etc... he would have liked to have even felt like a little trip while chatting with me. I'm so lonely.

Then again, a largely contentless chat continued, enough to be rocked by a terrible carriage of gags and shakes as ever.

Unexpectedly, Natalia, who was sitting nearest the door, said, 'Cut!' And I opened my eyes.

"Beautiful girl sensors responding!

"Do you have such a sensor!?

Estella peels her eyes at the hidden talent of your maid of honor.

Natalia suddenly opens the door, sarcastically ignoring what such a Lord looks like.

"Capture!

"Huh... Huh? Yikes!"

Then he spread his arms and popped out momentously.

"What are you doing, you!?

"Park the carriage!

From a running carriage: "Fly, hey! I accidentally raised my voice to Natalia, who popped up with a" like "nori.

Stupid! There was an idiot!

Estella gives instructions to you to stop suddenly.

When I got off the carriage and went back a little down the road, Natalia was disappointingly capturing her adorable prey.

"Ahhhh... Mi, Miri no, did you do something wrong? This, what?

Millie with tears at sudden events.

Natalia loves such Millie with a suspicious grin. I'm already a criminal for sure.

"What are you doing, you pervert?"

"disrespectful! Who is Yashiro-like!?

"disrespect is you!

Well, I'd love to hug Millie and rub her in her hair! But you're desperately putting up with me every day!

"I envy you! Take my place!"

"... yeah. It seems there was no disrespectful person here."

"... Instead, you have two perverts"

I can turn a chilling glance at Estella and Imelda, who came late.... disrespectful. Who is with Natalia?

"Ah, Mr. and Mrs. Terumi...... oh go away?

You feel relieved that you have no hostility, and a grin returns to Millie's face.

I remain held by Natalia, but I don't even show a bare gesture that I care about.

... should there be no hostility? I see. Do it to............

"Hey, Yashiro. Nothing, it's not something I need to talk about right now... I bought a new knife."

"Well, I'm glad to hear it now."

Shall I have the slaughter done elsewhere?

"Um, Mr. Yashiro! What the hell happened?

With this carriage pulling up rapidly, the trailer carrying the Ginettes is pulling up the same way.

Ginette gets out of the carriage and runs over here.

"No, what. Millie's got the pervert."

"Huh? Mr. Millie did?

"No, I'd rather Millie's been caught by our pervert..."

Upon finishing the explanation of the situation, Ginette laughed as she creaked strangely, and Millie protested, "Don't laugh," with a slight swelling of her cheek.

Cylon and Wendy will also rendezvous and tell Millie what we're after.

Then Millie scattered a sparkling star in her big eyes and said, "Wonderful! Nice!" he repeated.

Girls like stories like this. I'm blossoming into love stories that we all have to do.

... Next to that, Cylon, who is going to see her parents for the first time, is still putting on a tough look that is dying, but no one cares about it.... that's what it is.

"Mr. Millie. Are you going out today?

At the end of this story, Ginette now asks Millie.

Millie hasn't pulled her usual big luggage car, she's just hanging a big basket on her shoulder.

"Uh-huh. Today, I'm going to deliver flowers to the 40th Ward."

"Millie's always away, isn't she? It's not in the 40th arrondissement, is it, Fresh Flower Guild?

"Yes, but there's someone who says, 'Miri's not good,' because there is."

Millie scratches like she's tickling somewhere.

Hmmm... I guess that guy's not a bastard, huh?

If every horsebone and shiny bastard is nominating Millie to bring flowers, I have to do everything in my power to succeed in that miserable bastard.

"I'm a grandmother of the Himekame people, and Miri no flowers are the most beautiful."

Ugh, laughing Millie.

Right. Grandma? Yeah, yeah. Good. Good.

It was close to becoming an all-out war between the 40th and 42nd Wards.

"It's a little far away, that's all for today."

Say that and show us the big basket.

It's a basket the size of an Akita dog is likely to fit in. Naturally, the contents are flowers, not dogs.

"If the luggage is to that extent, wouldn't it be easier to use it in a carriage?

And I heard 'accidentally'.

Immediately after, Millie's expression dulls just for a moment.

... Oh, you mean that.

"Well. We're going into corner business. Should the profit be as high as 1 RB? It's cheaper to walk than a carriage."

"Huh...? Hmm. Right."

Millie smiled at me for receiving my pompous follow-up, which I couldn't wipe away too late.

It was truly far-fetched...

Millie is a bug.

It's a race that used to have discriminatory feelings, even though there's very little left.

Maybe he thinks he might offend someone by riding a carriage like that...... etc.

Maybe Millie herself has seen something disgusting in the past......?

Riding a passenger carriage with an unspecified number of people present would be very distracting for Milly.... Ah. Me, you're going to be self-loathing for a while.

"Beautiful color. What a flower?

"Ah, it's lavender. It smells good."

"It's true."

Ginette and Millie. The two smiling voices make the disturbed air soft.

Pong and Estella slapped me in the back.

The look on his face when he glanced at him seemed comforting.

"Mr. Millie. If you are going to the 40th arrondissement, please use Estella's carriage."

"Yeah... but..."

To Natalia's invitation, Millie gives a hesitant look.

Wendy walks over there and lifts the big hat of the tuba she always wears. Then two tentacles peered into his face from there.

"Let's get in the same carriage as us. Right?"

"... Uh-huh."

Miri gives a slightly happy, but hesitant, intricate look to Wendy's merciful grin.

The tentacles of the head shake perfectly.

Hmm...

"If you came up with something, wouldn't it be a chance to save it?

Estella whispers, sensing a slight movement in the muscles of my face.

... Shut up. Don't look at me. I'll take the viewing fee.

Oh, that's good.

"All right. Estella, take a penny."

"How much do you pay?

"... Kechi"

"When you tell me, I'll go through your heart and laugh at you for some reason."

The dodgy Estella laughs at me with her pure heart. Mmmm... he's nasty. Give me money to get a penny or something... totally incomprehensible.

Because you're not cutting your money, I'm cutting your money... not at all.

"Millie. Is it possible to have those flowers sold a little?

"Uh-oh, that's good."

There are many small flowers on the tip of the thin, long stem. The flower, shaped like a cat in the distance, emitted a very familiar fragrance.

... Oh, don't remind me of the bathroom. It's the scent of the one that turns the water blue just by putting it down.

So, I'll buy two of those lavenders.

When held under the stem, it deflects naturally with the weight of the tipped flower, drawing a curve with loose stems.

A little work on the base of this stem...

"Ginette."

"Yes?"

"It's a present."

That said, I put two lavenders on the top of Ginette's head and fastened them with a hair fastening.

"Ah..."

"Wow..."

Millie shouts her surprise and Ginette gives her a somewhat happy look.

Two lavenders grow perfectly on Ginette's head, as if they were tentacles - it looks like.

"Come on, Mr. Millie. Mr. Wendy."

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

"Ugh, right"

Three tentacle-bearing girls smile at each other, looking at each other.

"Mr. Millie. If you like, why don't you join us for a chat to the fortieth arrondissement?

Softly reaching out, Ginette smiles at Millie.

After showing a bare gesture to think only a little, Millie nodded stiffly as a little illuminated.

"Ugh............ Esutera. Oh, well, okay?

"Oh. Of course. I'm so sorry we can't get in the carriage together."

Ask Estella, the owner, and bow your head with a pepper toward Ginette and Wendy and Theron.

"Well... nice to meet you,"

The glamour spreads as if the flowers had blossomed.

... Honestly, I'm relieved.

"Well, it's time to go"

Estella strikes her hand and divides the field.

Neither can we be so relaxed. We need to rent a carriage to Javier and go for the 35th arrondissement. Anyway, it's the farthest district on the 42nd arrondissement diagonal.

"See you later, Mr. Yashiro"

"Mr. Terumi. See you later."

Hands in hand, Ginette and Millie get into the carriage.

Like friendly sisters, nibbling at each other makes me laugh zero.

Watching the two of them like that, Wendy accidentally stood in front of me and quietly bowed her head.

Wendy, with her face up, had a soft grin.

Please don't. That's not what I'm saying.

It was kind of embarrassing, and I took my gaze off Wendy and asked her to escape to the face of Theron, who was by her side.

A lazy good-looking guy says, "Something?" Tilt her little neck with a puffy face like that.

"Good luck. Out of company"

"Ha!? I'm the only one with no tentacles. I'm feeling kind of so lonely!? What shall we do, hero!?

Leave the grated Theron and I'll move and get into my carriage.

The last time Natalia got in and the door closed, a grand sigh leaked out to spit out the sprouts that were heavy on her chest.

"Well, you have no choice."

Immelda says with a cool face in the next seat.

When my gaze matched, I felt just a little angry. "I care too much," but I felt like I was being told.

"... Fine, that's a deep-rooted problem"

"I'm not in a position to say we don't care."

Discrimination is invisible to him, but it leaves a tight claw.

Loretta said, 'I'll always care more if you discriminate,' but... that's not all, actually.

You should have been more careful.

I should have been able to notice.

Outside the 42nd arrondissement, I have seen Millie many times. I've been to District 40 together.

At that time, I also knew that Millie had never used a carriage.

It's something that Millie could tell from looking at the mentions she was originally gracious about.

"Millie forgives her heart as much as someone with virgin kindness like Ginette or Bertina or a pervert sticking out of a human frame like Regina..."

"Sarah, you spit poison... well, I hope the target is Regina"

Estella leaks a bitter laugh as she herself vomits sassy poison.

"And then there's me... about a nice guy in your brother frame you can count on..."

"Doesn't that seem like you can afford it, Yashiro? Worried, I lost it."

Damn it, Estella spits out toxins like a broken humidifier.

Totally... when people are serious...

"And it's about a human discrete decision..."

"Natalia, will you please keep the slack down the door?

Even if I don't mean to, I'm somehow conscious.

There's no way anyone else can do such a nasty thing...

Just vague...

I don't know what to do... Oh, my God, I was smoking in the back of my chest.