Isekai Sagishi no Consulting

"Thank you for waiting."

"You were so beautiful!

Finish your grab and Ginette and Millie will be back. Though slightly excited, the items ordered seemed to have been brought back properly.

"Thanks to Mr. Gilberta, things have gone smoothly."

"It's supposed to be a violation, this act. But permission has been granted, Lucia's. The witness, I am."

Bringing up flowers is against the rules, but I asked Lucia to admit it exceptionally.

When I said it was for Sirah, he admitted, "This is the only time," but I couldn't stand the look on his face.

Initially, I was going to have Ginette and Millie go alone, but Gilberta offered to accompany me so that the bugs in the garden wouldn't make a scene that "humans are plundering flowers".

Thanks to you, there are no major problems, and it looks like your grab has been completed.

"Yes, Mr. Terumi. Now, is there...?

"Oh, good job."

Millie has been offering four different flowers.

Those flowers bloom in the garden, full of honey. It proudly blooms brightly colored petals on each of them. Lots of honey, too.

When I heard about Sirah, I asked the two of them who had lost their energy to grab me to the garden. I was hoping you would go to the garden and refresh it a little...... but the effect seemed to be surface.

Millie completely erases the traces of tears and Ginette also has a happy look on her face.

"Oh, well. Garden nectar."

Seeing the beautiful flowers, Sirah loosens her cheeks.

"I love these flower nectars, too. But..."

Sirah looks a little sorry, looks pitiful and looks at me.

"I've already got all the honey from the garden."

'It's something around here, something delicious I don't know about Syrah yet' - I said.

Sirah clouded her expression to the fact that it was the honey of the garden that appeared that way. Rather than being disappointed, it feels like, "You've thought about the corner, but I'm sorry."

Lucia probably had the same idea. I don't even try to hide the look of surprise.

"So it's too soon to draw conclusions, you guys. I told you, I'm gonna make you something you don't know."

Ginette, Estella, and Wendy, who have an idea of what I'm trying to do, are good at it as a grin.

"Bye, Ginette. Can you help me?"

"Yes."

Let Ginette help me, and I'll blend the nectar of the flowers.

'Mix it all up' was greatly admired in the garden that day.

Where I mixed another kind of honey, Lucia lifted her hips.

My face says, "Oh, my God."

Well, well, just watch.

Seal together the flowers and flowers and shake them like shakers. I feel like a bartender.

This completes the special blend.

... but well, I'm a little anxious, so I'll give it a taste first.

........................ yeah. It tastes the same then.

The amount of honey produced varies from day to day, and there seems to be no such thing.

Use the flowers where the honey has been emptied as a cup and divide them into quarters.

One hand to Sirah, and to Lucia to Gilberta, and finally to Millie.

"Ahhh..."

Handing over the cup of flowers, Millie seemed embarrassed that she seemed sorry, and she began to mock with that look.

"As a matter of fact... I just drank nectar from the flower garden..."

"I recommended it. Millie was the only one who didn't know what it tasted like."

Millie seems a little embarrassed by the guilt of stumbling around. But...

"Ginette. Good job."

"Ugh......"

When I complimented her, Ginette laughed proudly somewhere.

He realized what I was trying to do, and he preempted the fabric stone for it.

Right. It would be more touching to taste something standard before something special.

As always, he's a nice guy.

I tell Millie, "No problem."

Rather, it feels like you gave me a good taste.

That's why we're ready.

"Come on, have a drink"

When I recommended it, Sirah put her mouth on first.

And I said, "Well..." I opened my eyes and held my mouth by my hand.

It's not a gesture when you're about to throw up. You're the one who accidentally hides his mouth when he's stunned.

"... I've never had such delicious honey before"

That's all I whined about, I started drinking the honey I had left again.

Take care of the small amount of wine tasting, little ones.

"Which..."

"I'll try it, me too"

Lucia and Gilberta align and mouth the cup of flowers, align and keep their eyes open.

Then he stares at each other, breaks his face, and Lucia spreads her arms and tries to hug him to Gilberta, and Gilberta flicks it.

That's Gilberta. There's no waste in motion.

"Delicious, here it is. I'm impressed, I am."

"I miss you a little bit, Gilberta..."

And Millie is.

"Ha... wow... wow! It's amazing, Mr. Terumi!

"No, it's not like I'm awesome. I just stumbled upon it when we were all here."

"Uh-huh! Wow! Wow, wow!

I don't know how much you liked it, but the tension seems unusual.

Jump and squeeze the empty cup of flowers all the time. Naturally, with force addition and subtraction that does not crush.

Faces that indulge in new flavors are reacting differently to each other.

Shaggy Millie, Lucia snapping at the touching Gilberta.... Hey, Lucia. Don't you have feelings for honey?

"Yashiro."

In the meantime, Silaha calls me in a quiet voice.

He is more calm than anyone, more magnificent than anyone, and has a more serene look than anyone else.

When my gaze matched, he smiled at me.

And...

"Replacement"

"Don't go back to eating."

Let me drink as much as I want later.

The garden is in the neighborhood!

"More than that, how'd it go? There's something around here that you still don't know, right?

I will teach this stubborn man, who has mistakenly given up on everything, that the world as yet to be seen exists everywhere and is spreading everywhere.

"So don't be content with the present there. Take action. You really want to make it happen, you have a wish you'll never give up, don't you? Then move on more to our samurai."

A little crusty, but throwing hot words at Syrah.

If you don't move, this city won't change. I won't lose the intrusive sense of discrimination lurking behind a friendly mess.

If you move, it'll be a lot more fun than it is now, even if you can't get rid of it.

I can show a lot of them that we can get along more simply.

"If you don't know how to proceed, I'll teach you!

None of you are happy with the status quo.

The color of giving up is in your eyes, isn't it?

The future you stare at with such eyes is boring.

"Tell him, to the good men who have no ears to hear. I'm worried about you, and I'm trying to heal my broken heart, and I don't know who you are."

With your mouth, tell him clearly.

"'Our marriage was nothing wrong'!

I don't care if it bothers you around, but something goes wrong because of it, but you just have to think about it then.

You don't have to worry or shy away.

"'I want to be by whomever I want' - though everyone will have the right to say that much selfishness. Forgive me for being so selfish."

"Yashiro, honey..."

Sirah's thin eyes tremble fine.

A ball of water floats on his eyeballs, and overflows.

"Ya..................................................................................................................................................................................................."

Without even wiping his zero falling tears, Syrah shakes his fat body as he rounds up and sticks his thick, short arms out at me.

"I……… want a replacement"

"I was listening, my story!?

"No change...!"

How much did you like it!?

Yeah, don't rattle your belly!

Don't cry!

It's my embarrassment to line up with Bella for something hot and crummy.

Your ears are bright red.

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"Plump..."

"Shut up, Estella! And Lucia, don't laugh at me, too!

The asshole lords are trembling their shoulders.

"I think it's cool, I am. What's the word of my friend Yashiro?"

In the meantime, Gilberta seems to have appreciated my hard work.

Yeah, yeah. He's cute, Gilberta is.

"It's just that I'm sure it's not cool, what's going on right now,"

"You are enemy too!?

You're being too honest, Gilberta!

There, we're friends, so let's follow up! It feels like reading that kind of air, and it's time to remember!

"Ah... ahhh... Mr. Terumi"

"Hero."

Looking back to see if they were going to mock me again, Millie and Wendy dyed their cheeks thin red and were looking at me with moist eyes.... Feels like you're desperately putting up with a blast?

No, you're not. There's no way Millie and Wendy would do that. These two are allies.

"No... no, it was a word... right? Miri no... hey, I think I'm gonna cry..."

Huh? Millie's a good daughter, isn't she?

But stop crying because I'm a little embarrassed.

"Dear hero. I, too, was very impressed. The right to say selfishness' I want to be by whomever I want '... is for everyone... right?"

"Hey, sorry, Wendy! Will you stop repeating it!? It's fucking embarrassing!

You'll wonder if he's an enemy pretending to be on your side!

"Bo, me too... pup... touched, touched... not in words"

"Shut up, enemy"

Estella just shows off her disgusting face.

Are you trying to clear up your daily grudges?

... everyday, I wonder if I should do it again.

"... Mr. Yashiro"

And at the end of the day, Ginette.

Oh, already. If I don't, I'll give up.

Take pity on me if you mock me, and do as you please!

Turning to my stomach and looking back...... gash!... and they held both hands.

Powerful, firm.

The warmth of Ginette's hand is attacked by the illusion of spreading all over her body.

..................... Huh?

"I was happy..."

Happy?

Huh?

What? What?

... Huh?

"Earlier, Yashiro said... 'I want to be by whomever I want' That much selfishness... when I'm forgiven..."

"So repeat it over and over again..."

"You're forgiven, right?

Ginette's hand is powered, and my hand is gripped even more.

He looks straight up at me with his squeaky eyes.

... What, this. I can't take my gaze off............

"That day... Yashiro decided to stay in the pavilion in the sun, that day... I was really... so happy... that I ignored any of Yashiro's thoughts, ways of life, things like that... that he would stay by my side... just so happy..."

I don't know what's going on...... tears build up in Ginette's eyes................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

Oh, what... seriously, what do we do?

"I was wondering if my thoughts might be shallow... I'm the only one who's happy... the truth is that I was very annoyed by Mr. Yashiro... and sometimes I blamed myself..." I want to be by whomever I want "- that much selfishness... is forgiven"

No more repeats!

Stop it!

"I was so glad you said that in your words, in Mr. Yashiro's voice"

In short, yes.

Ginette was really happy that I stayed at the Yang Dai Pavilion, but there was a verse that made me wonder if it would be shallow... and I thought to myself, "That's about right? Said he was saved for saying"... that seems to be the case.

So that means...

Me, for Ginette....................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"No..."

"Shut up, Baba! I'm thinking a lot right now!? You'll see when you see it, what's the situation now!?

"Oh, wow, no!"

"Oh, already! Nica! Carl! Hey, come on!"

I don't even have time to be thrilled because of Baba who doesn't read the air.

... Well, to be honest, I think I'm just a little "helped," too, you know.

"What a desca, cataclysmic! It's good to call the eagle, Death Neck!

"We don't listen to humans, Dazo!

I piss off my shoulders and Nica and Carl come in.

Oh, flatter me!

"You and this Baba are wasting their time pinching each other and we can't move on! Just ask me to run alone."

"I'm not kidding, Desne! And who's Baba? Excuse me, Desne! Desyo to correct!

"Oh Baba."

"Mm... hey, I'm a little polite, Death... Money?

Mm-hmm. This guy's a bit of an asshole's daughter, too.

I felt it when I saw it, that's what I smelled like.

"Don't be confused, Nikka! Humans are word-savvy creatures who trick us into using our subspecies, Dazo!

"No. Yashiro is human or noble. I'll use it."

"Also ~, Estella. Come out in the extra place, it's gonna be easy. Come on."

Shut up Estella, who wants to pinch her mouth right away, and I'm going into an operation to round up this troublesome pair of magpies.

Well, it's easy.

You can motivate one of them and pull them into your side.

There's a big nickname for Sirah... and you'll be able to afford it.

So I approach Carl and shoulder him forcefully.

Keep your faces close, and just the two of you will talk to each other in private.

"You and Nica, can you go to the 'Garden' on 'Alone'?

"What!?

A garden is a classic date spot that bugs admire.

Boyfriend, if she could, me, me, the garden. Heh! How's it going?

"Sirah wants to drink flower nectar. This is for Sirah. You can't just say no, can you?

"Ya............ sure............ then...... yeah...... can't help it...... dazo"

'I have to, I can't help it, so why don't you come with me to the garden?

This much cottage meal is needed for a shyboy who is close to his favorite daughter but can only watch.

And that kind of shyboy jumps right at this hand's 'cause I can't help it' reason.

Come on, get in my truck and dance fully.... on my palm.

"Ni, Nikka! This is for Master Shirakha... yes! Dazo for Master Sirah! You can call it our mission, Dazo!

"Duh, what's up, Deska? Kind of Carl, the Death Ne that's burning today?

"And because it's a mission! Because I can't help it! Oh, the... yes, to the garden together, the rows.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

Oh, no! I'm not screwing around on the way!

Tail, you're weak!

"Huh? If it's about the garden, Carl can go alone, Desyo"

Here, look!

That's the kind of reply I get because you're a heck of a bitch!

Leaving it to Nori and momentum to take him out somewhat forcefully would have been nice!

Yeah, don't look at me with a crying face! I gave you the perfect pass around the corner.

"Um, Mr. Nica. As a matter of fact, it's a special nectar that Mr. Silaha wants to drink, and he needs more than one flower to make it."

"Right. Besides, Mr. Sirah seems to be desirable in large quantities... and Carl may not be able to hold it alone for a bit."

Ginette and Estella put in a nice assist.

Oh! That's the girl!

I'll poke a good spot, won't I?

It's hard to say no when you can poke a reason like that.

"Ugh...........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

All right, you thought about it for a second, didn't you? Then stop.

I'm going to tie Nica's much shaken heart with a chain of mission.

This one word forces Nica to go.

"I'm just anxious about Carl. I'm relieved I can ask you to be firm."

"I can't help it, Desne. Oh, boy, Desyo."

Wow, cholo.

What easy people to put on.

Well, ancestors, I guess I'll decide how they feel with assumptions and rumors.

It's too easy to get flushed.

"Oi, human! Don't treat me like a child, Dazo! I'm an adult now, Dazo!

Shut up, larvae.

There are some aspects of assisting you.

Get rid of that stinking horn if you know what I mean!

"Millie. Tell him the flowers you're bringing."

"Uh-huh. You know, these flowers, these and..."

Start explaining as Millie shows the flowers that have been emptied.

Carl snorts and remembers the flowers.... the kind that goes around empty trying to show you a good place.

Nica, remember this.

"I already remember, Dazo! Leave it to me, Dazo!

"Very anxious, Desne. I'll remember the eagle, too, Desne."

"I'm saying it's okay, Dazo!

"Bye, Nica. Take the empty flowers with you. Don't do me any favors."

"Oh, man! I'm telling you to leave it to me, Dazo!

"Please don't..."

"Look, I'm crying. Go and get him."

Speak of both of them and drive them out.

Totally. Why do I have to go through such a hard time...

Carl and Nica leave the room.

Ever since I dropped that back off, Estella's been telling me this.

"You use people in any position with your chin. I want you to tell me the ultimate."

"Stop. If you do this to a strange race, you're gonna fall for the curse you like."

The curse Neferry said, maybe it's serious.

"Hey, what..."

"Perhaps so. Ugh."

That's what Millie and Ginette are talking about.

"What?

"Oh, no. I thought maybe Carl liked Nikka. Because I was going to go to the garden with him and he seemed kind of very happy."

Uh... No, no.

"Maybe nothing, I just blatantly like to beam and fire all over it."

"What, so much?

Eh... super dull.

Is that the level where you just reveal yourself to me and finally "somehow" notice?

"After all, that's good. Thinking 'I want to be by whomever I want', is..."

"You still say that?"

Come on, when I tried to stab Ginette with a nail... Ginette's face exploded.

In an instant it stained bright red and the hot air rose slightly.

"Wah, I... I, just now... eh"

He stares at my face, but his focus is uncertain, and he turns his hot gaze at me, not knowing if he's watching or not, and puckers his mouth like an acid deficient carp.

"Ahhh! That didn't mean anything in particular..."

Earlier...

I'm sure you mean the one who was happy with the words I said and then said, "I thought it was shallow."

"Shh, well... that's not what you're suggesting... hi, as a person, as a valued employee... that, well..................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

Ginette's broken.

I mean, it's me.

This guy finally figured out what he said now.

He was shallow about wanting me to be by his side, but he was glad to be told, 'The selfishness of wanting to be by anyone you like is forgiven'.

I mean, that statement...

- Isn't it synonymous with saying 'you like me'?

And I realized that it might not be possible to interpret it that way, and that it might not be easy to deny it altogether if you look at it that way.

Well, I wouldn't, but hey!

Yeah, yeah. That's right, yeah.

As a person, good as an employee.......................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"So, so, I have nothing to do with what I just said..."

"Okay! Okay, so calm down!

Don't do this to me!

... unnecessarily embarrassing.

"Ha......................................................................................................................................."

I covered my face with both hands and squatted.

Now, if you ride a jackan with water on Ginette's tweezer, the water will boil in just a few minutes.

That's how much heat I have.

Well, most of all.

You'll be boiling in a minute if you get on my knob.

..................... Ginette. If it wasn't on purpose, it would be vicious.

"Yashiro...... Don't bully Ginette."

"Where do I look like that, you?

Tell Natalia, too, and get her to an ophthalmologist.

Leaking a slightly grumpy sigh, Estella puts her fist on my stomach.

What the fuck? If you touch me, I won't hesitate to pepper you, Conoyaloo.

"No..."

Oh, no more, I can't, this baba!

It's your fault, I screwed up in the second half!

"Scarecrow. Don't bully Syrah"

"You too, Lucia!?

What the fuck?

Is a lord also a decision you shouldn't look straight at reality?

He's a fuckin 'creature, you aristocrat!

"As a result of giving you something so delicious, Lord Sirah's selfishness is"

Gilberta says that. but that wasn't the tone to blame.

I can't help it, he seems to be comforting me, and I'm a little horrified.

"I'm sure you should be forgiven, for the selfishness of 'wanting to eat whatever you want'"

"Yeah, that's different"

Don't mess with people's embarrassing quotes style black history on your own.

It's not like you can do anything without malice, is it?

……… so.

The storm in Sirah broke the story down in the air...

"I'm going to match this guy to my husband. Lucia, is there a problem?

At my discretion, the Bugs are going to use force against humans... if that's what you're going to do, I'll reconsider. If not, I want you to meet me.

So when you take action, get permission in advance from the guy who's going to be the most annoyed.

"Let me see you two, what the hell is it going to be?

Lucia says that, even seriously.

"This is the kind of tragedy that happened when you two got married. Are you going to pull that together again and create a new tragedy?

Is this why Lucia couldn't come up with a positive solution?

I don't think the status quo is good. But we know that taking action will bring about a great deal of recoil.

Afraid of that, I continued to cheat and maintain the status quo.

... kind of looking at the old 42nd arrondissement.

Even if it has been established that we will be Jiri poor, we cannot strike a crackdown.

In that case, you just have to smash up what's keeping the subtle equilibrium.

As it once was in District 42. And like District 41 at the Great Food Games.

"When there's a tragedy, do you think?

"There's no guarantee it won't happen."

It's a lord-like way of saying it.

But.

"That's not true. 'Do You Think' when a tragedy happens?

I'm talking to you from a more micro perspective.

We're gonna spread the bathroom over your floors, so we're gonna overlook what's important.

Face yourself more.

All you have to do now is stare into your own heart.

"... I think. I think."

For a few seconds, facing her inner self, Lucia comes up with an answer.

Well, I guess so.

There will be a fuss if I say now 'Let Shirakha and her husband meet'.

I know that.

Because I know...

"If that's what you think, why don't we put measures in place to keep things from going wrong?"

Ensuring that a problem occurs also means that you can be fully prepared before that problem occurs.

If you don't even escape, I don't know what the problem is, but I can hit the measures.

"Except when the food switch is on..."

I'll see Baba still chirping "no change" with half a cry,... and put up with a sigh that's about to leak unexpectedly... and say what honest thoughts I've felt in this short time.

"This guy still thinks of his husband, and he wants to see him. It looks like it to me."

Before I met Shirakha, I wondered if the Human-injured Magpie Cho continued to spit their indelible grievances.

There is no such thing. The problem is overprotective surroundings.

"Crushing assumptions is absolutely real without shaking"

Shirakha meets her husband, and even Happy Aura spreads it. Ah, the thoughts of the people who are solidified by fixed concepts will also be unraveled like powder beads.

"There's got to be an obstruction by the time we get there."

"That's why we're putting measures in place there."

"Is that possible, that's what happened? If they fail, the Bugs will fight more humans...!

"Wait a minute, Mr. Lucia"

Estella walks in and stops Lucia, who roughs up the tone and tries to persuade me.

Like a willow swinging in the wind, with a look that runs through a blazing storm.

With such a cool face, Estella pointed at me.

"When Yashiro looks like this, it's when he's coming up with something. An odd solution that fits everything together. Isn't that right, Yashiro?

"Who's weird............... and don't buy it"

Well, there's no hands, either.

"Ahhh!

Until just now, Ginette, who was stunned by what she said, raises her hand with a thin peachy face that still does not draw heat.

In the vegan state, he makes his big eyes as sharp as possible and takes a serious look.

I can't believe I insist on my opinions on these occasions... I knew Ginette had changed a bit.

"Oh, my God, it's Ginette. Tell me."

"Yes."

Lucia gives permission to speak.

Place your hands down on your chest, grip gently, and Ginette opens her mouth.

"Ask Mr. Siraha for his opinion. I think the most important thing is whether Mr. Sirah wants to see you... from"

That's a good point.

But Lucia seemed to have shriveled a little when she poured her gaze on me, and the end of the phrase was clogged.

Still, I made my point.

The word must have reached Lucia as well.

"Right."

Briefly, Lucia puts her hand on Ginette's shoulder.

Ginette shook her shoulder, but Lucia stared at him with such a tender look.

"If Sirah says she wants to see you, … whatever the problem is, I'll take responsibility for it"

After I assure you, my gaze is too strong to be intimidated.

It was like tapping a declaration of war, that kind of look.

"Now, is that okay?

But the declaration of war was somewhat comfortable there.

Lucia moved to this side.

The Lord, who was at his best by maintaining equilibrium, finally made his decision.

Even if I keep thinking about it, it takes a lot of courage to get it into action.

The trigger was probably...

"Ginette."

"Huh...?

"That's a trick."

It must have been a feeling of compassion, of those who, without a back surface, were purely capable of caring for others.

"Yes, no. I have nothing..."

"Sirah's feelings matter the most"

I made it clear that it was so obvious. That's actually pretty amazing.

That casual word was important now.

It's a trick, yours.

"I just... I know what it's like to be there for someone I like."

Lie down, shy squirming Ginette.

........................ yeah. Are you steaming it back?

I had a bad feeling, I just tried to cut the story off... the devil moved faster than I did.

Yes. A demon with bright red hair.

"That's right, Ginette. That feeling is important, and you shouldn't let anyone interrupt you, right? Because..."

Estella graciously holds Ginette's shoulder, turning them both towards me.

And with such a dowdy face not even on this one,... besides, all the voices... I said this shit.

"" 'I want to be by whomever I want' is forgivable for selfishness ""

............... you guys, remember.

If time can rewind, just bust me, but I'm about to shut you up, but that's impossible, so I'm just gonna forget about it.

Weather it, such an abominable word!