Isekai Sagishi no Consulting

Over the past few days, Ginette has spent more time looking out the window.

The windows with large glass in the refurbishment offer a good view of the streets and a view of the people who go with them.

I'm staring at the flow of people like that.

"Ha hoo..."

- And every once in a while, you leak a sigh.

"... Store manager, the order is in"

…………

"... the manager?

…………

I don't even respond to Magda's call.

What the hell is going on, Ginette's guy?

"... Warcraft/Chichiprune"

"That's not the name!?

Oh, I reacted.

"… Store manager. You should be sure when you're at work"

"Yes. Excuse me. You're right, Mr. Magda. Reflect."

With that said, Ginette is somewhere unwell and also looks out the window in a way that feels about right.

"Hey. What's really happened to you? Weird these days, Warcraft Chichiprune."

"Don't try to settle that call! Already, Mr. Yashiro. Repent!

Why just me!?

Irrational.

"... even though we have little time for customers, we can't serve food without the manager moving"

"Right. Excuse me. I'll make it soon."

Correct your collar, slap your cheeks with bread, and lift your eyebrows.

"Shake your tits plump"

- Ginette went into the kitchen.

"... Yashiro. Only part of my heart's voice was leaking."

"Mm-hmm. That was the most important part. I'm losing my temper. Never mind."

"... Yashiro, so I can't help it"

From the kitchen, I said, "Jah!" I hear the bouncing sound of oil all the time.

Are you okay? I hope I'm not hurt or burned...

And, suddenly, the sound of cooking stopped.

Frequent silence.

From the quieter kitchen, Ginette rushes in a slight hurry.

"Excuse me. I forgot to ask the order! What should I make!?

"You don't really grow up!?

You're all grown up in milk! Oh, my God!

"… order, spagheri carbonulua"

"What!?

"... excuse me. May you be too native. One spaghetti carbonara."

"Yes. Yes, I did! ……… Stir-fried vegetables on the verge of making, what shall we do…"

"Then make it my bribe"

"Ha! Thank you, Mr. Yashiro"

Nico laughs and Ginette walks into the kitchen again.

I'm fine...... hey, looks like it. of, but... uh-huh.

"Brother."

Different than Ginette, Loretta comes out of the kitchen.

Put two coffees on the basin.

Loretta's coffee was also added to the menu recently because the flavour has become more stable.

Its name is Loretta Blend!

It's a coffee blended in a different ratio than Ginette's Yang Deception Pavilion Blend.

Or a blended coffee that pushed my taste forward.

There is also a slight increase in the number of customers who say this is a good one, and Ginette is actually secretly burning their rivals' minds.

Ginette's been showing me that kind of fine change lately, and I'm getting a little naughty.

Because...

"The taste of tradition is worth it because it doesn't change. You don't have to rush."

Oh, my God, on the day I heard you bump all by yourself, I'm smiling at something. I couldn't help but want to rub it.... Oh, is that usual? Yeah, yeah. My self-control, it's tough.

"Brother... what are you nibbling on your own?

"No, what. I thought my self-control was tough."

"Self-control is a madman...? You mean a tyrant who can't stand anything?

"Who's the madman!?

I'm gonna rub it, you normal swell!

"More than that, I'm the manager."

Loretta leans on me, taking care not to spoil the coffee.

"I think it's strange lately."

"You too?

"I'm not crazy!

"You're not! All mankind knows you're normal."

"I'm not normal!...... I mean, I'm too cognizant to be confused!?

That's a very different look. Don't get tired of watching. That's so much more varied than a kaleidoscope.

So.

That's not what I was trying to say...

"You were aware of that, too."

"Yes, I've been feeling a lot lately."

"... Yashiro has also been wanting ~ lately"

"Hey, don't you trust my self-control that much? Libido, are you drooling?

"... I feel my gaze frequently"

and Magda holding down her own slight swell with her hands.

Ha ha ha, Magda............ you noticed. Exactly.

"Um, brother...... I've never felt a glance at all?

"Hmm? That's a good thing."

"I miss you so much!

"You want to be seen so much!?

"What do you say in front of a customer!? That's not it! I like moderation, moderation!

Damn, that's a tough time, Loretta.

"So, how's Ginette doing?

"It's hard to explain what they say..."

Ginette came out of the kitchen with the dish, almost at the same time Loretta leaned her little neck with a difficult face.

"Thanks for waiting ~! It's Spaghetti Napolita ~ Na!

"Ah, here's the thing"

"I see."

"Huh!? What is it? What is it?

"… Store manager. Carbonara."

"Ha!? Shh, shh, excuse me!

Ginette rushes back to the kitchen.

I wonder what's wrong, that spaghetti Napolita ~ na.

"My bribe, that's fine."

"So, you want to eat with me? Mine's probably done, too."

"Yes!

"That's right, Loretta."

"What?

"Coffee. It's cold."

"Ha!? Shit. Shh!

You must be upset, too!

Stay with me, seriously.

Then I waited for Loretta, who put the coffee back in, and I decided to have a late lunch.

Opposite Loretta and eat bribes in the back seat.

"Have you said anything recently?

"Are you the manager?

"Ah."

Eating dinner, getting information from Loretta.

Whatever. Ask him if he has any minor concerns. It's something that causes people to hide from what they usually say, like this.

"Uh-huh..." It won't rain this year, "or something."

When it came to this time last year, it was a time when heavy rain followed and it bothered my head with outrageous damage.

The kids at the church broke their health with dirty water, so we made sewage.

A year ago, it was raining so much that I didn't want to.

Yet it hasn't rained at all this year. Of course it does, but it never rains as long as it did last year.

According to the story, even though there is some discrepancy in this city, it basically often has the same climate, the same weather, at the same time. There are no seasons, but the weather is shifting in the same span.

In other words, we can call it abnormal weather this year.

"But I don't hear the manager say he particularly likes rain. Instead, I was glad the laundry was dry when the weather was nice."

"That's right."

I'm not feeling well because it doesn't rain... I don't think so. Probably.

"Brother, is something wrong?

"What the hell is that?

"You peeked in the bath, you peeked in the change of clothes, you forced yourself to peek in your skirt"

"Ha, ha. Loretta, I've got meat sauce on my mouth and eyebrows over my eyes. Let's get him."

"I hope you don't take your eyebrows off!

I pressed my eyebrows with both hands in a hurry, so the pasta that was entangled in the fork on my right hand caught on my face - and dyed Loretta's face red.... That's catastrophic.

"Ha... brother, it's terrible"

"It's my fault..."

I can't help it, so I'll wipe it with a handkerchief.

Ahhh. I have to ask Grandma Mum again, right, this.

"Hmm...... ticklish and sooo"

"Don't make a sweet voice."

Though you'll look flirtatious.

"... Loretta is lucky"

Soon Magda, standing next to us, tells Loretta that she still has a little meat sauce attached.

"... If this was Carbonara, Loretta's face was cheese - where the smell of rotten milk creeped up and they called her 'Rotten Milk Daughter'"

"Was there such a danger!? You have one hair at a time!?

"... Loretta has been fortunate enough to become a rotten milk daughter"

"When they say something like that, I hate it when it seems like I didn't want to be!

Magda guy, you're stubborn because you work alone.

"Magda. Want a bite?

…………

Picking and lifting the vegetable stir-fry with chopsticks stopped Magda's movement for a moment.

After a while of thinking...

"... now at work"

"Well, don't say that. Just one bite."

"... if Yashiro says so much"

I'll let Magda open her mouth and fry her vegetables.

Chew quietly and swallow slowly.

"... flavour of B"

"Where do you remember that expression?"

"Magda, hey! Do you want mine, too? It's delicious."

"... I'm at work right now"

"Don't say that. Eat mine too."

"... no, because I'm at work"

"There has been an increase in other people's behavior!? I feel an awesome wall!?

"… back to work"

"Magda hey!? Eat! Because it's delicious!

Seeing those two interactions made me laugh unexpectedly.

He's pretty sorry he couldn't eat with me. Isn't that cute revenge?

It's like a young child with a curved navel.

Coming to the Yangdu Pavilion, I think Magda has become much more emotional. At first, it was really faceless.

Ginette seemed happy with this change, "Mr. Magda laughed" and "Mr. Magda stubbornly", so that she would report it to me every time. That also looks like a very happy face.

So Ginette hasn't been well lately...... specifically, the last week or so.

What the hell happened?

Any sign... Remember... Nothing... Something...

"Yashiro"

Faced with my memory, I was diving into the sea of thought, and I was called from behind.

Looking back, her flat chest was at the height of her gaze, and as she raised her gaze, a beautiful girl with bright red hair stood.

"Oh, rotten milk girl."

"Who's the Rotten Daughter!? I mean, what is it, a rotten nipple girl?!?

"It's about Loretta."

"No!? I want you to refrain from spreading misinformation!

Without my permission, Estella sits down next to me with a smiley face.

"Take a bite."

"Sorry, I'm at work right now"

"I don't know what that saying no means?

I don't know what that means. Order it yourself and eat it. Give me the money.

"You seem busy these days. I didn't even get a face in the Yangtze Pavilion."

"Did you miss him?

"No, nothing... oh, yeah. I needed a new tool. Wow, I missed you, Estella."

"Your gusty personality never improves, does it? Rather, it's getting polished."

It's not. The new products sold at Norma's are of good quality. With that, I can do fine work, and sell cheap stuff at a price that makes it look like a luxury product... whoa, I don't need to say that at all, let's keep it quiet.

"Ah! Mr. Estella!

I heard Ginette's voice, and then I heard a bunch of rushing sounds, and I said, 'Gah!' And shortly after there was a short sound, 'Zdane!' and Ginette fell to the floor with a flashy sound.

"Ugh... it hurts"

"So, are you okay? Ginette."

"Yes...... I fell"

"Ugh, yeah.... watched."

I'd like to know the opposite of why you can turn so brilliantly on a floor with nothing.

"Mr. Store Manager, are you okay?

"Ah, yes. Sorry to bother you, Mr. Loretta."

"I'm a Neapolitan, ahhh!

"What!?

"It's a cheerful delicacy!

"Loretta. I know you want to, but it's too steep. Feel the subtle air drifting around here, huh?

"Ha... I want to..."

Loretta, whose prospects are off and her shoulders are dropped.

And suddenly even if they spaghetti me out, I'd say, "Thanks!" That's not true.

"Um, Mr. Estella. Can I get you something to eat?

"Right......"

"... Takoyaki is recommended"

"Whew!?... Surprised. Already, Magda. Turn off the signs and don't stand behind me."

"... Yang Maori Pavilion Takoyaki is a first-class dish"

"I know that... but I'm in the mood for 'rice' today."

"... then popcorn is recommended"

"I was listening, talking about me!?

"... it's okay. I'll even put some rice on."

"It doesn't fit. Yikes!?

For some reason, Magda tries to feed Estella her specialty dishes.

... Oh, you mean that.

"Um, Mr. Magda. I'll make it so you can eat whatever Estella wants."

"No, Ginette. You stay here."

"To?"

Drawing Magda's thoughts, I take my seat. I just finished frying vegetables.

"I'll make it for you. Instead, the menu will be" Chef's Whimsical Lunch. "

"I'm very anxious about what's coming out..."

"I'm fine. I'm gonna be serious today."

"... if you would have stayed serious from time to time, we would have had a more friendly relationship than we do now."

Though it will still be enough.

I hold an empty plate and leave the table.

... but it doesn't make sense to me...

"Loretta, clear the top of the table and then come to the kitchen. I need your help."

"Yes! I'll take care of it! I'm probably good at that!

Do the right thing again...

Well, it's an easy help that even Loretta can do. There will be no problem.

"Um, Mr. Yashiro. If you want to cook, I will..."

"It's been a long time since you've seen Estella, hasn't it?

"To?...... yes. Right. Looks like you've been busy here lately."

"Then talk to me for a minute. Moderate breathing is what you need to do to do a good job."

"Breathe..."

Rebel the words, think a little, and Ginette laughs as her buds bare.

"Yes, then let me sweeten your words and breathe"

Keep your head down with the dust, then lower your back to the seat across from Estella.

There, Magda came with tea.

Weird...... I thought you were here until just now, when did you get your tea?

"Magda. You, you were here just now, weren't you?

"... Yashiro. On the pillow of Magda's bed is written these words.......................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"I'm just wondering why you wrote that on your pillow... it wasn't a remnant, was it?

"... mysterious woman. His name is Magda."

"Mysterious women I know don't use the power of superhuman bodies to create mysteries..."

Well, fine.

Ginette is happy to have tea.

I spoke softly to Ginette and Estella before entering the kitchen.

"I'll make something easy to eat."

"Yes!

Follow Loretta and arrange ingredients on the cooking table.

"There are many ingredients...... what do you make?

"I mean make... just hang up"

"To?"

Food culture in this world is very biased.

I wonder if I don't know popcorn, I have miso, I don't know how to make use of that beak lemon, I wonder if I have vinegar.

... Miso and vinegar will be more difficult than lemons.

Well, in the end, the degree of development in that area varies depending on how keen the guild is to research them, to grow them, to raise them, to fish them.

Producing miso and soy sauce makes it imperative that the sale of soybeans grow explosively.

Conversely, the Yap Rocks, who could not find a way to utilize popcorn or flint corn, were destitute.

In other words, the rate of development of each ingredient is fragmented as a result of great research being stacked to make our own profits.

Most importantly, the feeling of 'fragmentation' is based on a feeling based on Japan's standard, so I can only be convinced if they say this is normal.

"Ugh! I'm getting a twinge on my nose! I don't like that sour!

"Well, you're gonna love it today."

"I'm not that simple!? Say it today and start liking it today..."

"Fine, keep the elongated cuts around there."

"Mmmm... I get it."

While Loretta elongates the cucumber, I mix sugar and salt with vinegar.

Spin it on white rice and mix it with vinegar in a way that feels like cutting rice while sending the wind using the uchiwa that I kept in Assunto during the heat.

Vinegar rice.

That's why I'm going to do hand-rolled sushi.

Seaweed is made from seaweed collected by the hamsters during the repair of the sea-fishing guild nets. Don't forget to lightly flash it over direct heat to highlight the aroma and crisp texture.

There were some sea fish in good time, so I use that too.

Anything like Delia hasn't been well lately, Marsha's coming to the 42nd Ward. He showed his face here this morning and left me a sea fish for a souvenir.

After that, the thick roasted eggs are made with plenty of eggs from the neferry, while the Delia salmon uses fillets and flakes.

The lettuce was picked at Maumatt's. I negotiated and set up a "ham field" where I can make good lettuce with flavor and teeth.

The initial promise that the 'vegetables made by the hamsters will be given priority by the Yangdu Pavilion' is still valid, and the vegetables that reach the Yangdu Pavilion are of great quality.

This past year. It's made up of people I met in a lot of different ways and on top of this... but I was able to make full use of previous handouts.

"All right, I'll take it"

"Is that it!? Is that okay, really!?

Half-hearted...... No, Loretta follows me in a way that makes me doubtful.

"There you go. We'll all make it and eat it."

Line the table for four with vinegar rice, seaweed and ingredients. Soy sauce on a small plate... No, it's sushi, so let's dare to call it 'murasaki' here... but also prepare.

"Mr. Yashiro. What is this!? I kind of have a feeling something very fun is going to happen!

Ginette's big eyes sparkle.

In the seat across the street, Estella is loosening her cheeks with Niyaniya.

This guy... Seriously, you didn't expect that? I guess I'm not happy because that came out with something else that seemed like fun besides my thoughts.

"This is hand-rolled sushi, you eat it by rolling your favorite ingredients. Well, just watch. I'll show you one example."

With that said, I first put seaweed bigger than my palm in my hand, put vinegar rice on there in the right amount and spread it out, put lettuce, thickly chopped eggs, cucumber, and sakeflake mayonnaise on it and wrapped it crooked. I use sake flakes instead of tuna, but what a complete salad roll.

"And dip in 'Murasaki'...... eat!

The seaweed caught in the fire said, 'Pari!' and make noises.

And the flavor that spreads in my mouth... yeah, it's rolled sushi. I miss something...

"And in this way, each of your favorite ingredients..."

"I'll try too!

"Let me do it too!

"Oh, that! I want to try too!

... In the middle of the explanation, both the deceased flocked to the bait. Listen, tell me my story until the end. Well, that's good.

"... not if you're working"

"Here."

No, you can eat it, but "not if you're working" won't work. Huh? Come on professionally.

Luckily, all the guests seemed to be stunned, and the Yangdu Pavilion had only officials.

Though customers started coming in more often than before, it's a restaurant. Sometimes it takes time. I guess this won't change any popular store.

"Brother! Seaweed, don't reach it!

"I put it in too much."

"Yashiro, what shall we do!? I can't get the seaweed!

"You too, Estella!?

"... small seaweed"

"It's too much, Magda! Because I can't put all kinds on it!

"Um... Mr. Yashiro... the seaweed"

"Even Ginette!?

Hand-rolled sushi, that's what happens when you stick it up.

I try my best to get on it and when I try to roll it...... it doesn't arrive.

Yeah. I do.

"Reduce the material more. Just one or two."

"But we're all good together!

"I guess the result is' unrolled rolled sushi '!

"But! The ingredients in line here are like bonding with people we've met before! I want to take care of that bond!

"Well, I guess it's just tense to eat while you say the most!

"Yes!

"I admitted it!?

Behind the dumb Loretta's dumb speech, Ginette stares at the ingredients that line the table and squeals.

"... stingy"

That was the word Loretta uttered... but maybe she touched something on Ginette.

Ginette sighed with such a complicated grin as she would miss, but seemed lonely.

"Ginette."

Even Estella, who hadn't shown her face here lately, would have figured it out now.

Things are going wrong with Ginette, after all.

"What happened? I'll listen to you if you want."

"Heh..."

When I know we're all staring at each other, I lean down shyly and look up like I've decided to.

"Um... What would you guys do if the people you love, very important to you, were in a fight? What do you think I should do?

I could easily imagine that Ginette's face, who said that, was still going to cry out, had previously been worried without telling anyone.

But...... the people you love fight?

Perhaps that's not an analogy story or anything, but a fact that Ginette herself must have seen.

Who the hell and who...

What a glance at Magda and Loretta, Magda and Loretta, who sensed what was being seen by me, moved out at about the same time, hugging each other with a "kiku". It's a friendly appeal.

"... excuse me. I thought I'd talk to you sooner, but you said, 'It's none of my business, don't stick your neck in it'... and the other (one) said, 'Ah, sorry to bother you... but I'll take care of it myself... right?' and…"

Hmm?

That tone...... Huh? No way......

I couldn't believe the conclusion my brain had drawn, and I saw Ginette's face.

I was wondering if you could bring me a name other than the one I expected...

"Actually, about a week ago, I... accidentally saw it..."

As we stare, Ginette names them both with a sinking face.

That's just the two of us I expected...

"Delia and Millie are arguing about the scene."

Even after I heard about it, I couldn't help it.

Why are those two...?

In a quiet dining room, the sun's light plunges in as it begins to lean through a large window.

It was a sunny, dazzling light when it came to the rainy season.