Isekai Sagishi no Consulting

"... what shall I do, this"

Estella has a soggy look on her face.

A bag of peanuts is firmly gripped in my hand.

"Well, you can behave like a neighbor when you get home,"

Is Lucia used to it, her expression hasn't attracted much.... I'm a little cramped.

He walks gracefully in the alley letting Gilberta hold his own sack as well.

You can't eat it even if you get it so much... It's nothing but annoying to be able to push a souvenir so much, but I said I made it...

"Even though we have this peanut, digestive norm, can we distribute it so much for free?

It's not free.

"What?"

"You forgot, Scarecrow. Goods passing through 'BU' are subject to customs duties"

"No, you're not passing!?

What a bunch of people.

You mean push it on your own and tax it when you try to take it home!?

"If you don't like it, you go home peacefully here."

"There 'll be pimples all over your face."

Don't lick the nut oil.

"I mean, you're pushing and selling products that you can't stop buying."

"It's not trading. It's just a gift and a tariff."

"As a result, you're not with me!

Anyway, I guess the beans made within 'BU' are bought up by the 'BU' Member States and let the inhabitants consume what they call the norm. The district tariffs the beans bought up in the district and the district receives taxes.

After all, it is the visitors who are forced to push the beans that are paid for.

Look. It's a push sale, isn't it?

"Hey Yashiro... You used to say, 'Me, I love nuts! Didn't I say'?

"Shall I show you the conversation record Cumbassation Records? I didn't say that."

The actual weight is no big deal. I guess the sachet is mentally sloppy.

Estella's footsteps are very heavy.

"Is it possible to offer this guy in a yangdu pavilion? Naturally, take the money."

"It's not a problem to offer what you get as a product."

"Well, I'll get your peanuts, too."

"Right. It would be better if you did that. Serve next to a set meal with a pile of peanuts."

"So it's the same as District 29."

Yang Daiju Pavilion does not impose offensive feelings on guests.

"I'll even make peanut butter. Or maybe a honey-roasted peanut or pickled nut honey."

"What's that!? I have a feeling it looks amazing!?

I've eaten so much.

Even though it was as much a rejection as I hated to see it.

Well, at the point where what is served in a district that has so many extra peanuts is peanuts as they are, I thought maybe there are no processed products.

All of this is easy to make, so let's take it home and make it.

I have to offer it as a merchandise and get the tariff back.

"Natalia. Can you give your share to Yashiro, too?

"Yep. Sure, but we'd love to invite you to a finished tasting session."

"Naturally there! Right, Yashiro?

"No, it's a finished tasting party..."

That's not such an over the top thing, peanut butter.

It's a bit of a pain in the ass because there's no food processor, it's a processed product that can't even be called as much food.

"If that's the case, I'll present our share as well. Receive and invite us and Millie Tan, Wen Tan, Ham Morutan."

"I hope to stay that day, if it starts late, I will"

This one comes with an exciting eye over here.... I guess I should have told you.

I should have snuck it home and made it sneaky.

"Oh, speaking of..."

Unexpectedly Estella turns her gaze towards the other side of the alley - the south side of the city.

"Ahead, it's the 42nd arrondissement......... you might have reached Sister's ear, now the conversation"

"Ha, don't worry.... Either way, I'm gonna smell it and get mixed up in the tasting, so that Sister..."

Bertina, I don't think about anything reckless about hiding food from my opponents anymore.

It would be less damaging if we had his share properly secured. Getting Bertina's crooked heso back is a pretty broken bone.

"hehe... whoever he is seems to be spoiling it, he's a snail"

"Who is. I'm getting paid exactly."

In some way.

There's no way I'd do that, working for free or serving.

I'll give it back to my good in some way. I don't care what hand you use!

"Dear Estella, by the way"

In front of the bend, Natalia stops.

I'm turning this way with a cool face.

"What I did made me accidentally cut the ink...... I'd like to buy a new one, would you mind?

"Oh, yeah. I don't mind. Then let's go to the brush shop."

"If that's the case, we're ahead of us. Dear Lucia, forgive the roundabout."

"What, never mind. We can afford a little more time."

The sun is close to the sky's edge.

It's almost noon. It would be appropriate if we stopped by the brush shop and then headed to the lord's hall.

Turning around the stopped corner of Natalia and going down the entrance road, there was a dull coloured building, with a plate hanging on the entrance that followed a brush.

Even though the brush shop was well organized, I didn't feel cramped.

The smell of ink is full in the store, making it look more like a newspaper store than a stationery store.

"There you are. A brush? Ink?"

A crooked old lady shows up from across the counter at a rate that is like a teasing doll with an asthma ceremony.

You're about to break the store manager.

"I'd like some ink, please"

"Someone else?

I stopped my hand about to take a bottle of ink that was in the near field and looked up at Natalia's face.

"Well, wait a minute."

Leaving the counter and pulling into the back.

A few minutes later, Grandma came back with ink in a small, portable cylinder.

"It's not convenient for him to carry around, and rarely can it be zero."

"Thank you for your concern"

"Hey. When I look at Mr. Beppin, I haven't remembered my old self. I'll be nice to you. Hi-ha-ha..."

"'Of the Spirit...'"

"Yashiro. Meh."

What the hell, Estella? Is that adorable scolding an imitation of Ginette?

Whatever the case, you can rest assured that it looks like an excellent store that offers the best products for your customers' needs.

Most likely, they recommend something slightly more expensive.

Well, that's fine because Natalia seems convinced.

"Okay, we're in this"

"Oh, wait a minute."

My grandmother calls us to pay the price and leave the store.

They come to the entrance to the store. Drop you off?... and I thought.

"This guy is a service. Take it."

- and hand a bag of about potato chips BIG size to 'each'.

... No way, this is...

"Beans."

"That was the worst store ever!

Where's the good store? You're a pusher!

"Also............ more................................................................................................................................."

Holding a bag of beans in both hands, Estella keeps leaking a dry laugh with a face like Nobu.

Damn...... plain heavy!

"Why are you buying ink and beans coming with you! And now peas!

I would have liked it to be unified with peanuts anyway.... peas, I wonder how I'll consume them.

Do you want to make some sliced rice cakes?

"How many kinds of beans do you have?"

"Whatever. Seven species."

Lucia, who doesn't have any luggage herself, says with a cool face.

Seven kinds... However, the 'BU' member districts are districts 23 to 29, seven... do you mean that each district produces as much beans as an asshole?

Like the solamame here...

"Why are you even setting up a norm in the harvest, and I have cancer after doing this kind of push and sell..."

I wish I didn't have to make it if I could.

"Well, that's also for a reason. If you care, you can ask."

Lucia, who will know the circumstances, points forward with her jaw at last.

"They're gathering over there, at the center of the BU."

Turning his gaze, it was the Lords' Hall, which he visited in the morning. The time is noon. We're finally boarding, to the enemy's headquarters.

There were many luxurious carriages parked in the Lords' Hall that were not there in the morning.

Exactly, I guess we just got together now. I think I'm about to move him to the stables.

"First, do you want to leave this unwanted package in the carriage?"

Lucia, with her bare hands, says pointing to Gilberta's bean bag.

I agree. There's no way we can have this conversation.

When I headed to the stables to put the beans down, the grandfather of "Horse Numbers", who responded in the morning, guided me all the way to Koko and the carriage.

Our carriage had been removed from the horse and moved to the back of the garage.... I guess it's a stomach buildup that won't let you out until all the other lords get home.

"Your carriage will be over there"

pointing at the deepest point with his hand, Grandpa lowered his head with a pepper.

And he threw these curse words on our backs trying to get to the carriage.

"We have loaded the carriage with gifts for our customers. It's just a heartfelt hospitality. Please, give it to me."

In that word, an unpleasant sweat erupts from my back.

Me and Estella ran out together and opened Lucia's carriage door.

There, the crate was loaded for the number of people, some of which were stunningly packed with solamame.

... come here, a specialty of your district...............

"You seem happy. Most importantly. … then."

Fucking laugh at me, Grandpa... no, jizzy leaves the place.

... I should have even locked the carriage. Probably worse in nature than things get stolen.

"... Yashiro. You know how to eat a delicious piece of solamame, how many patterns?

"............... Ask Ginette"

Solamame...... I don't know how you were eating it...... I can only think of about boiling salt. No, there's got to be something. Remember......... there must be some good info sleeping in your Wisdom Bag... Remember, me!

"That's about it for the beans, we're going to see the lords. Problem is, Watergate and compensation... we can't give them both away. Problem. Brace yourselves, both of you."

"- Yes. Right."

Estella's expression tightens.

Staring at me like that...

"Scarecrow"

- Lucia called me by name.

"Oh, don't look at me with a face like, 'Tighten your mind, then tighten your chest, puffy,' I'm sorry."

"I haven't seen it!

"... Yashiro... you are a man..."

"So he said he wasn't watching!

"Dear Estella, Notice that Lucia had a rather terrible tantrum than that."

"Huh?... Oh well!

"Come on, now is the time to say, 'You can say about people breasts, these naughty tits. Say it when the coin begins to pinch.'"

"Nice work, Estella!?

"I want you to calm down, Master Lucia. Natalia's, what's the statement now? And I think," Fifty Steps, One Hundred Steps, "everyone here."

"" Who's fifty hundred steps!?

"For now you guys...... they're all horrible"

Somebody noticed I was pulling a dong. What are you talking about in the Lords' Hall, you guys?

Hang on, keep your head down.

"If it's locked, lock it tight. Even if we get more, we can't stop."

"Got it, I am. Keep it tight, get the keys."

"And it looks like there's a bunch of 'BU' guys out there... they're each gonna say 'It's a souvenir' or something and not give them beans, right?

"That's okay. It's just that there's a norm in" consumption in your district, "and it doesn't make sense to bring it outside."

... Somehow, that's a rule like the kid decided.

You can't be immature as an institution, that.

Come on, let's go.

"Right. I have promises to make to everyone, and let's do our best to make it work for District 42."

Hold your fist, Estella says forcefully.

"We need to be in the mood to make sure we don't make a profit out of that crap, too."

"I understand, I am"

Lucia and Gilberta are also in a good mood.

"Well, let's get to it. We will escort you to the entrance as you cross the border."

Correct your posture and walk out as Natalia in battle mode leads us.

Those on the property are looking at this one with a flickering glimpse, but they look distracted by Natalia, who perseveres.

There's also Lucia behind it, so it's pretty crazy when these guys get all together and give them a real aura.

If I don't know these guys and they suddenly give me this aura, I'll choose to retreat. Not so much clearance.

Damn, it's a big deal, these guys.

- And I stare at both of those backs, and Estella gives me a slightly regrettable look.

"Me too... one day I'll be able to give you such majesty..."

"I'm sorry. Oh, because it's a kind of talent."

"But I'm also a lord, and one day... Huh!

"You just have to stretch your good spot"

I can't imagine Estella scattering an aura that doesn't attract others.

This guy should be such a lord, leaning closer to others and standing closer than anyone else to solve problems with him.

"Natalia will not betray you. Well, let's split the roles."

"... is that right?

"Yes, I am."

"... yeah. Right."

Estella has the only weapon that Estella has.

And that weapon - it's much more powerful and powerful than these auras from 'Just' who temporarily retreat me at first sight.

You can be confident.

You can pull me out of here, that ability.

... but I won't tell you.

"Welcome, Lord Lucia Suarez, lord of the thirty-fifth district. Lord of District 42, Dear Estella Claremona. I've been waiting for you."

A beautiful woman with dazzling silver hair stood at the entrance to the hall.

Pins and stretched spines, a well-understood voice that is never big but clearly reaches your ears, and a clear presence that you don't claim too much.

Probably the head of the shop.

I feel like I have no heart or a fighting temper from Natalia and Gilberta.

"I will guide you to my Lord. Come here......"

Without losing his posture, he looks back and the silver-haired foreman invites us to the hall.

Refrain from the left and right side of the entrance and open and support the large door. The service also wipes out the presence and shadows as if it were an inorganic object.

When I look softly at Natalia's face, I quickly check what the servants are doing and how they behave standing. I guess it's also a sense of confrontation.

"Dear Yashiro..."

You noticed my gaze, and without breaking my posture, Natalia spoke in a small voice that only I could hear.

"Salesman number one, E-Cup."

"Where were you looking, you!?

"Same place as Master Yashiro."

"It's not up to you to decide where to look at people."

When I get to my level, I don't have to bother watching, but I can tell by the sound of walking.

Continue down the long corridor and reach in front of the reclining door.

A door the size of which requires the entrance to be so big is intimidating and blocked.

"The Lord is waiting for you here. Please, come in."

In keeping with the gratitude of the Chief Supplier, the servants, who had refrained on both sides of the door, moved without sound and opened the door quietly.

Beyond the open door lay a large and long table, with seven great men sitting in a row across it.

You're in a position as if you were a defendant brought out in front of a judge and a jury, us.

"Welcome to District XXIX. Now get to your seats."

At least two small tables are placed before the lords in line. The chair has two legs.

He claims that this one is under way from his seat. I guess you're going to put that face to face and even put pressure on it.

"Excuse me."

Lucia says briefly, Estella meets lightly to tune in to it and then lowers her back to the chair.

There seems to be no need for this one to be worse than necessary, so to speak of fourth-class aristocracy.

Lucia's attitude is that to comparable nobility, and Estella is also the usual response to avoid bad speech.

You don't like that, some of the seven lords blushed openly...

Head to the face of 'BU', where Lucia sits on her left hand and Estella on her right.

Gilberta stands diagonally behind Lucia's left and Natalia stands diagonally behind Estella's right.

Naturally, I got dressed to stand in the center between the two foremen.

Each of the lords in front of him follows beside the chief of labour and what he thinks.

An earlier silver-haired beauty stops close behind us, the man sitting in the center of Seven Lords.

Is he the lord of District 29?

I'm a little young to call it epic, and I look like I'm in my mid-twenties.

The man utters words in a rugged but intimidating voice.

"Well. I didn't ask you to come all the way here today..."

The man who elbows at the table and puts his fingers together in front of his chest has stuck his demands in clear terms when he looks at this one in a company executive manner.

"Ask them to pay compensation for the water shortage brought about by their negligence then. It must be borne in mind that this has already been decided and that there is no room for any objection"

High-pressure language continues.

"If we arrange this compensation promptly and pay it back to deep reflection, it will be possible for us to maintain a good relationship in the future"

I went out of my way to call and say, "This is a decision to make. Swallow everything without complaining" is not a lack of gratitude.

It's a place where you can't complain about when and in some cases when it's taken as a declaration of war.

"The compensation requested is summarized in the documents for each district. I hope to see you and respond promptly."

"Um, can I have a moment?"

Estella raises her hand small and asks for her say.

Then, the lord of the twenty-ninth arrondissement does not change one expression and speaks the words pale as if they were machines that had reactions to the sensors.

"Raise your hand if you think you can allow him to speak."

Two of the seven raise their hands, signaling the word.

Suddenly a majority vote started...... what, these guys?

So for the first time, the lord of District XXIX turns his face.

"May I ask why?

To one woman with her hands up, the lord of District XXIX is turning his gaze.

By the way, the lords of District XXIX have not raised their hands.

"She is the lord of District 42 and presumably the content of the statement concerns Watergate. Watergate is a dead and alive issue for District 42, so we didn't think it was a good idea to block opinions here."

"Hmm..."

Hold the chin, and the lord of District XXIX silences for a few seconds.

"Do you have any objections?

No one answers that question.

"Okay, again. Raise your hand if you think you can allow him to speak."

Now six out of seven raised their hands.

The lords of District XXIX are also raising their hands.

"Agree with the majority. Therefore, I allow him to speak."

After declaring so, the lord of District XXIX turns to Estella.

"Allow Speech"

"... hello"

To this, Estella can't seem to hide her confusion either.

Ignore this one altogether and start the debate on your own accord, with permission to speak by majority vote.

It's also in a useless move optimized as if it were a machine doll with an embedded program. … it also seems like a simplified knockout job like routine work if you look at it in the way you wear it.

This is proof that these guys do this on a daily basis.

I can't say... they're creepy people.

No smile, no private language, no sloppy posture.

Everyone is pissed off and gazing at this one with no expression.

That's horror, like.

"I'm naturally curious about Watergate..."

"Watergate is already open"

"What...?

In the middle of Estella's story, the lord of District XXIX tells the results in razor-sharp terms.

I hear the water gate is already open.

"Then the visiting district had heard in advance. Watergate is only a measure to get people to attend the talks now and not a real purpose. Therefore, the visiting district was allowed to open when it was confirmed. Don't worry."

"... hello"

I don't know what to say. Estella looks like that.

You don't have an island to tackle, but - the way these guys talk is always self-contained. I guess it means I don't have ears to listen to this opinion or anything.

"If the water gate is opened, don't worry."

"So that concludes the meeting and…"

"No, wait! One more thing! What I'm trying to say is this is the main one!

Estella is eaten by the lord of the twenty-ninth arrondissement, who is just about to tighten it.

Stand up, get your hands on the table and embark on yourself.

"We..."

"Raise your hand if you think you can continue to allow him to speak!

With the momentum and magnitude to scratch out Estella's words, the lord of District XXIX asks for his hand again.

Now the five raised their hands and passed as they were.

... Which way do you do it, majority vote?

The momentum shredded Estella, while still standing, tones down clearly to sue her claims.

"The rationale behind our lack of water is thin and unacceptable. Please reconsider your response to this, including compensation."

While Estella was talking, Lucia was just staring at her face-to-face lord.

Offensive fluctuations continue to be released from Lucia so much that this guy may be emitting the same level of aura as the other seven alone.

"Then ask for proof"

"............ to?

Is that something that had been decided beforehand, the lords of District XXIX have argued against it here without a majority vote or consultation within their peers?

"I'm telling you to show evidence that the 'fireworks' they did didn't cause this water shortage."

It's almost impossible to prove it.

Even if it rained the next day after launching the fireworks again, they would get away with saying, "It rained this time, but it doesn't prove it wasn't the cause of previous water shortages".

Even if I purposefully think of it in terms of limiting it to 'this lack of water', I must be going to put on that kind of difficulty.

Estella's mouth stopped.

Either way, I can't prove that right now.

I put my hand on Estella's shoulder.

She was quite nervous, and the moment her hand touched her, Estella's shoulder jumped frighteningly.

Slowly my neck turns this way.

"... let's bring it back once"

"... yeah, you are"

The water gate seems to have been opened, and I was able to make face-to-face contact with the "BU" guys.

There is a slight distorted form of "BU", but I could feel it. It would be a good time to rethink the operation. Originally, I rushed for Watergate and was just hoping to gather some more information.

"Then I will bring back evidence, respond to requests, and discuss what to do."

Lucia says in an icy voice, rising without sound.

When I stood up, Gilberta was pulling the chair at an excellent time. Wow, Gilberta.

"Then you have to understand that there is not so much respite. If it seems to make you wait too long, you will close the water gate again"

…………

Estella's lips are drawn together.

"Those people must understand correctly that it is possible to stop the river at any time. Likewise, it needs to be recognised as important information that it is also easy to raise customs duties on sea fishing guilds. That's it. Pick it up."

With the words of the lord of the twenty-ninth arrondissement as a signal, the exit door is opened.

In the end, I didn't even get a name.

It's been a long time since anyone's sold a fight so easily.

"Let's go"

Lucia whispers in a voice that only we can hear.

Me and Estella agree at the same time, and then we go on.

Before I leave the room, I'll take another look at the faces of the 'BU' guys.

I'll see you again......... but in the meantime, let me remind you, your faces.

Upon leaving the room, the door was shut promptly and we and the Lords of 'BU' were isolated.

By now, if you're saying "Huh, I'm nervous" or something across the door, it's cute too... that doesn't seem to happen. Beyond the door, silent as if everything had been frozen, I could not feel any signs.

"Dear Yashiro..."

Natalia, who was silent all the time indoors, comes next to me and slaps her in the ear.

"I was at the other table, did you see the woman?

There was only one woman among the lords. He raised his hand and asked for Estella's say.

"It's her............... that was an A cup"

"You, what were you looking at, so!?

"All the female lords have become more persuasive in their breastfeeding theory!

"Shut up, Natalia!

"That's disrespectful, Chief Superintendent!

Natalia is instantly bitten by Estella and Lucia.

"Master Lucia is a big tittie in the lord world."

"Mm... um, maybe it will"

But Lucia turned back lightly. No, I fell.

... cheap, your pride.

"In the meantime, let's go back to our respective districts"

"Right. We'll talk about it later."

They were to stop by District 35 once and then take a carriage to District 42.

It gets a little farther, but Lucia's carriage is faster, so it's more helpful that way.

"Tomorrow, I'm going to District 42 again"

"No. I'm sorry for all the strain I've put on Mr. Lucia. Now you're coming from me."

"I want to go to the Yangdu Pavilion!

Lucia, it's a scream all over you.

And he said, "You know what, snail!? Peanut butter, make it! Turn your gaze to me with the message."... I know.

"If you go to the Yangdu Pavilion, you'll be able to puff the tentacles of a cute insect family while eating delicious food. Basically, I'm gonna go over there."

"I'm sorry. That's the kind of service we don't have. Forbidden, you perverted lord."

That's how we left District 29.

Before that, there was the very troublesome task of leaving the carriages of the Lords of the districts parked in large quantities in front of us and leaving Lucia's carriages outside, "it's a service" from the person of the vendor who hit the task, … I got the beans and we were finally able to leave the twenty-ninth district.

... Seriously, what are you going to do, these massive beans...