Isekai Sagishi no Consulting

We returned to District 42 after plenty of sundown.

"Magda, give me a hand!"

"... what?

Open the door and call Magda.

A carriage at Lucia's is traversed in the yard of the Yangdu Pavilion. I want the beans out of here.

"Sorry, can you carry this... I don't even like to see it anymore"

Damn, these beans... every time the carriage rocks, it reeks of beans...

"... buying?

"It's a push."

"... yes"

Do not ask deeply, lift the crate slightly with the brand 'Twenty-nine Wards' stamped.

Lightly well...

Naturally speaking, these beans, which were tariffed in District XXIX, were not subject to customs duties even if they passed through other districts within the 'BU'. They can pass if there's a branding.

Then I thought if I used that crate around... the branding was politely dated. It was made like a data stamp I saw in Japan. Most importantly, I combine fittings and heat them up at high temperatures.

"Welcome home, brother"

"That, Loretta. Were you still there?

"We're staying today"

Normally, the closing is over and Loretta is on her way home.

"In case your brother ever gets late, I thought I'd have to protect the manager and Magda!

Uh, he leaks his nose exuberantly and tenses his chest.

Your breasts look big because Estella and Lucia have been around for a long time.

Oh, no, but Natalia and Gilberta were just the same together, so is it smaller than that?

"Well, take a break. It's normal."

"What is it!? Are you a bad mouth early to go home!? I'm not normal!

Pass the peanuts in the sachet to the noisy Loretta.

While complaining, Loretta takes the beans to the store.

"Well, then, we're in this"

I just unloaded all the beans, and the two of you bow your heads together.

Changing personnel will be required to move large carriages over long distances, without accidents. Just in case you can't move down, I don't know what's going on.

That's why I was just about to drop off the carriage.

"Welcome back, Mr. Yashiro"

Ginette picked me up.

I can see clearly that my hands are wet and I have been working in the kitchen so far.

"Excuse me. I'm late."

"No, you don't have to pick me up or anything, do you? I'm at work."

"But, after all, I want to see you safely back soon"

Smile and say that happily.

... what are you going to do with me? Even if you say so, there's nothing out there.

"Today, you have a lot of souvenirs"

In contrast to Ginette, who wiggles a full smile, my expression falls out of my face.

... don't remind me of that.

"They see this every time they go to 'BU'"

"Really? Amazing."

"It's not what I got, it's what they pushed me to sell. Don't be happy."

"No. I'm still glad to have something from the far district."

This guy... fixes all my negatives positively.

What makes you so happy? It's a bean, Bean.

Porripo, are you going to say, "It's fun" to all of us?

... You're right, Ginette would.

"That's just a lot. I'm going to make some processed products."

"Awesome new dish!?

You ate so much!?

These guys, aren't you mistaken for something special for the dishes I make?

In Japan, you can only make something as common as you can get in those supermarkets, I...

"It's like cooking or seasoning."

"Seasoning?

After tilting his neck, he suddenly said, "Whoa... whoa!" and make his face shine.

And give me a call with an exciting look that reveals a secret to keep.

"Actually, I got some very tasty seasonings today."

"Here you are? To whom?"

"This is Mr. Asunt."

"You sold it."

"Yes, I paid the price"

I'm not saying you got it, that.

"It was the kind of seasoning I've never had before, so I'd love to make sure Mr. Yashiro eats it too!

With the rising tension intact, Ginette grabs my hand firmly with both hands and pulls it into the store.

He's smiling like a child hurrying fast. How delicious it was............... No, this face is the "flirtatious face" that I've been getting a little peek at lately.

Ginette is up to something.

I don't think it's a good idea.... spicy seasoning or something like that.

Once inside the store, a crate of beans was piled up and a sachet was on top of it.

Estella and Natalia, Lucia and Gilberta, and for me. In short, they've picked up all the beans pressed in the 'BU'.

........................ Ha. Just watching brings my stomach.

"Mr. Yashiro. This is it!"

Ginette, who left me on the floor and ran to the kitchen, returns with the condiments in the inner bottle.

In that bottle, which was tightly sealed, was a thick olive-coloured liquid - a red lion tang in what looked like olive oil.

"Picante oil?"

"-!?

Both shoulders of Ginette, who had the bottle, bounce.

"... did you know?

"No, well, I've seen it in my hometown."

He comes out a lot when he goes to an Italian restaurant.

You used it to feel like Tabasco.

"Shh, I'm sorry, I wanted to see where Mr. Yashiro gets spicy and surprised, and this kind of flirtatious... Huh!

"No, fine! Fine!"

It's not even that much of a reflection. Rather, I think it's also a good trend to say that Ginette has come to plot this kind of flirtation as proof that that's all there is to loosening in her current life.

"That kind of crap is more than welcome."

"Really?

"Oh. Right."

The air in the dining room is different, not when Ginette has a smile.

It's not very preferable to have a cloudy smile on your worries, like a few days ago.

It's easier for me to laugh.

Even the customers would all think so.

"When you look at Ginette's smile, you feel like fun."

"Huh!?

Raise your barbaric voice and pound off the inside bottle of Picante oil in your hand.

- Dangerous!?... Surprised... Nice catch, me.

"Wow, with my smile, does Mr. Yashiro feel like fun?

Hmm?

No, 'me' or 'everyone'...

"So, so, uh, we'll do our best to keep smiling! There's plenty of flirting too!

"No, because you don't have to fill it up!

"You're so welcome, I'll think about it a lot!

Cheerfully, Ginette rushes to the kitchen.

"Piotsky Day" what a whining word.... I wonder where he's going.

I wanted to make processed beans from now on...

"... Yashiro"

"Brother."

Magda and Loretta walk up behind me without a sound.

"... that source is a good one. You should definitely eat."

"That's right, I see. Dobby, I hope you eat."

... These guys, you got a good fit for Ginette's flirting?

"Right. Then get me some pasta."

Long trip...... and I'm sick of the beans... I wasn't having dinner.

When you go into the Yangdu Pavilion, you get weird and hungry.

Loretta says, "Eat this," but I don't really like this city's bread. I'm sexually angry when I wonder if the money flows to the Church's money-geba priest, even though it tastes bad and leaves.

"... ok. I'll bring some pasta that Magda recently mastered."

"Oh, have you been taught?

"... no, mummy"

............... where do you remember, ah.

With a masterless expression, Magda enters the kitchen.

You look clever, he is.

"Uh... what should I do with this bread?

Loretta and bread left over.

In the meantime, put the bread back in the kitchen. I haven't spoken yet, so I can put it out to customers.

Loretta's touching it... but I'd rather be thrilled if I let him out to Loretta fans.

But if your hands aren't clean, let Loretta handle them responsibly.

"Loretta. Are you dirty now?

"I think there's some more way to ask! It's clean! It's clean enough for fairies and spirits to freak out!

Then it won't be a problem.

"When I put the bread down, I need a little help. Peel Peanut Shells"

"Yes! ……… that's a lot"

"Just prototype today and let your siblings help you tomorrow"

"I get it! I'll take care of it!

Loretta rushed back to the kitchen and came back with the bowl in one hand.

Looking back at the kitchen.

"What's up?

"The manager was lying in the kitchen corner."

"... what are you doing, he is"

"It looked like the cat was washing his face. That must feel like when you stroke your head or your back, you're gonna flip it over and let it stroke your stomach."

I wish an overnostalgic cat would make that move once in a while.

I was wondering if I could give you a stroke, too, belly.

"It's peeling for now! One of these days, Mr. Store Manager, you'll come and help me regain my sanity."

"Well, can we get to the store today, acting manager?"

"Ho!? Am I representing the store manager?!? Do you mind?!?

Magda's acting manager.

Only Loretta will be able to entrust the Chief Officer of this occasion with more than that Magda is out of her seat.

"Permission requested"

"Mmm-hmm! Have I finally made it this far?!? Permission to close, can I get it out!?

"That's right. So give me permission quickly."

"I don't know what to do."

This guy... you're going to sit in chief executive position for a little while.

"If you don't hurry up, the manager will come back and we'll just close."

"Wow! That's troublesome! Permission to close is once a year or not! You can't give in! Brother, it's closing!

"Heck."

That's why the plate on the table was flipped to 'CLOSE' and the Yang Ma Ri Pavilion closed.

Come on, it's prototype time from here.

"What do you make?

"In the meantime, you're making up your mind about peanut butter and honey roast peanuts."

"Something looks so delicious!

Loretta is a great eater, too.

"What comes with honey is mostly delicious!

"Huh? That way?

I was wondering if I was eating peanut butter.

"Peanuts and butter aren't sweet, are they? Sometimes, I'm a honey roast peanut person, as a woman!

The Estellas might have reacted that way, too.

Right. If a stranger hears about peanut butter, he may not be able to imagine the sweet taste.

"Go ahead, peel it."

"... then I'm sorry."

I just took out the peanuts, and Magda's back.

Freshly made Neapolitan in your hand.... I don't even have 'Naples' in the other world. Well, that's the name, and you can't help it.

"... Enjoy the heat"

"Oh, that smells good."

"... Yashiro is a sweat fetish"

"I'm not talking about the smell of your sweat! Scent of pasta!

Say "That smells good" to the sweaty Magda or something, and I'll get you!

When I sat in my usual seat, Magda carried me pasta that far.

He puts pasta in front of me and prepares forks and spoons for me.

"... Enjoy"

"Okay, so why do you sprinkle this Picante oil around the corner..."

And when I lifted the bottle of Picante oil, I grabbed that arm gassily by Magda.... It doesn't even work with Pickle.

"Hey.... what imitation?

"... Magda's first pasta. It must be delicious."

"Whoa. So let me eat while it's warm."

"... it's unacceptable to ruin the flavor with such a joke"

I told you I was kidding!?

What happened to the first plan? Didn't you want me to say "spicy"?

Well, I won't tell you.

"It's okay. I know about this oil. I didn't catch it in the first place."

"... right?

"Oh. It's okay, let me eat"

"............... ok"

Free from Magda's hands, I grip the fork.

Do you think you would enjoy flavoring Magda, with nothing to do at first?

Engage plenty of sauce and carry it to your mouth.

"Mmm......, yummy!

".................. hey. … of course."

As soon as the thread of tension loosens, Magda honestly leaks her breath of relief.

But after that, it's the usual strong Magda.

With the fire passing the noodles, the teeth are getting worse, but the taste is fine.

I can't get it out to the customers yet, but that would be the point.

"You spent too much time flavoring after boiling"

"... I'm not sure how to move a frying pan"

"Next time you tell me, there you go."

"... I'll master right away"

Magda is burning her willingness.

Damn, it's only a matter of time before you master.

Will the food be two top someday?

"So I'll let you use Picante oil"

"... will ruin the flavor of the corners"

"It's okay. Here's the thing - call me once..."

Sprinkle the thinly drizzled oil around once.

I like to put a little more on it because I have a pretty hard mouth.

When mixed well and transported to the mouth...... yeah! Yummy!

"Good spiciness. Don't let the tingling irritation appetite you."

"... weird"

"No, you won't suffer..."

Magda and Loretta staring at me.... What, did you guys consume so much more than you suffer?

If you ask me, you're down quite a bit, this.

"Want to try some?

"... are you okay?

"I'm an adult."

"... then Magda is fine"

"Oh, well, I'm fine, too!

Burning a weird sense of confrontation, Magda and Loretta carry the pasta to their mouths one bite at a time.

For a moment, his face is blinded, but his eyes are wide open.

"… good"

"Yes. Something delicious to pull after!

Magda enjoys the lingering aftertaste of her mouth, and Loretta quickly scratches in two or three bites and pasta.... Here, that's mine.

"Oh, you know. Gentlemen. Sounds like something fun, but what the hell?

Ginette, who seemed to be crouching in the corner of the kitchen, returned while leaving a slight redness on her cheek.

Somehow, I feel consciously distracted from my gaze.

"Huh... Huh!?

As I stared at him, my gaze accidentally matched, and at that moment Ginette's face dyed red.

Wow, it's nascent...................... stop it, seriously. Because I'm ashamed.

"… Store manager. This is the right amount."

"Yes! Whatever the manager's thought, it was too much!

Magda and Loretta pack a plate of Neapolitan into their hands on a ginet that is pompous with red cheeks.

... Really, how much did you use?

"Huh! Delicious. Accented by spiciness, the taste of tomato sauce is enhanced!

"With the right amount, spiciness makes the rice tasty."

"Right. This is a tireless pain."

Wiping the sauce on his mouth, Ginette is nodding like she was impressed.

Looks like the lights are gone.

"So, how much did you put on it? These guys had a terrific rejection, didn't they?

"No, um... like Mr. Asunt told me, to bread, like this... plenty"

"... bite and spicy juice will overflow from inside"

"That was more painful than hard..."

"Oh, was it that hard? I liked it a lot. Sure, it was a little hard."

Maybe Ginette's culinary skills extend her taste tolerance more than the rest of us.

No, even when I ate the stinky spinach I bought in the 40th arrondissement, I swallowed it willingly.

"Spicy food chooses people, but whoever you like really likes them."

"Sure. I, too, basically like calming flavors, but sometimes, you want spicy things that are asexual."

"... Spicy Chicken in the Forty Wards..."

"Oh... that's not what humans eat"

Spicy chicken appeared as a dish in the Forty Districts at the Great Food Games.

Magda and Loretta have eaten, and they haven't even looked forward to it since they ate it once. Apparently it was pretty hard.

It is true, however, that its spicy chicken also has fans, and it is certain that spicy dishes are more popular than certain.

... spicy dishes................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

So, fu, a stacked crate gets into my eyes...................... Solamame.

"That's right! Make soy sauce!

"And Ban, is it?

"Oh. It's a spicy seasoning. I use it for stir-frying."

"That sounds delicious!

The soy sauce is made by adding koji and chili to the salamame. Fermentation is difficult, but it cannot be done.

The mahjong tofu made from the general's homemade soy sauce was excellent... it just takes about six months to mature, right? I thought you said you could make it in about a month to three months if you cut down the portions.

"Can't you do it right away..."

"Even if it takes time, I think it's worth a try if it's something new."

and Ginette, a cooking geek, shines her eyes.

The vectors are different, but they're a little reminiscent of Bertina, like this one here.

"You know what koji is?

"Speaking of koji, that's the guy you use to make miso. I know about his name."

What Ginette knows is that it exists in this city.

Then you can always get it if you use Asunt.... if you ask Asunt, right? You should only be friendly, not when we talk about making money like this.

Start making Koji as soon as you get it. We'll split it it up so it can age a little faster and add it to the Yangdu Pavilion menu. That should earn you a different audience again.

"By the way, have you ever heard of salt koji?

"Shioko Koji, is it? Come on, that's your first ear."

Mm-hmm... well, maybe I haven't had a chance to hear it. But if there's cobalt, there's a good chance it exists. Maybe with rice koji.

"Well, let's ask Asunt to find him in a madness of death."

"My brother is willing to use Mr. Asunt with his chin!?

"… Asunt is a good example of how once a strong enemy would be treated three times as soon as he was on his side"

"No, I don't think so... Mr. Yashiro didn't think of that either. Hey?"

"Huh? No?

Yamcha frame, is that him?

"No more. No more, Mr. Yashiro. That's not how you say your friend."

"Huh... Me and Asunt are friends?

I feel terribly bad about it...

"Womalo, Becco, Usse, Percy, you're all friends."

"Wow... you're just a thick member... I think I'm gonna heartburn you just for asking your name"

"... Mormat and Omero were excluded"

"And Mr. Theron."

"I'm all of you! Right, Mr. Yashiro?

You don't want to admit it, I can't believe they're friends.

"... but it takes a lot of convincing to move Assunt. Especially if there is no guarantee of success"

Magda pinned her ears and said the best.

That's right, you know perfectly well.

"That's why I'm gonna show him the charm of 'Unknown Seasoning'."

What he thought was "I'm sure it tastes like no big deal" was actually messy. - If you let him go through that experience, he'll be positive about soy sauce on the soybean board that can't show the real thing.

"For that, Loretta!

"Yes!

"Strip the peanuts!

"Earlier, you're pretty peeling!? I kept peeling during this conversation when your brother was eating and everything!?

Thanks to Loretta's deceptive efforts, there was a bit of peanut buildup in the bowl.

That's a normal achievement. More like this, "What, so much already!? Loretta is the one who doesn't expand like..."

"You're really normal."

"Normally, stop! I'm trying pretty hard!

Good luck. I'm telling you it's normal because it's here.

"Let Ginette do it. We're gonna finish stripping them all in two seconds."

"That's not true!? Because you can't!?

"Or something like that?"

"I can't!? Look, it's been two seconds!

I tried to put excessive expectations on it, but I couldn't get my hands on it just because it wobbled.

I can't help it. Do I peel it normally?

"Then for now, hold twenty of them all"

Hand out twenty peanuts, each like a mountain. Surround one table with four people and hold the peanuts in your hand.

"The first one to peel them all is the winner."

"Wow! That sounds kind of funny"

"... heh heh. Actually, Magda is good at peanut peeling."

"I've already stripped a dozen of them, are you thinking of enemies to me of experience? The power of experience, I'll show you!

Somehow, he knocked me off to good health.

Well, for now, I wouldn't have a problem with peanut butter.

"Bye, lady...... GO!

Along with my signal, everyone starts peeling peanuts at once.

Sweet...... sweet, you guys!

In middle school, are you seriously thinking about enemies against this me who called me "Prince of the Peanuts" because I had a crush on peanuts and ate like every day!?

I'll show you what the prince really means!

"Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm!

"Oh, your brother is disgusting fast enough!?

"... ahhh!

"Huh!? Magda, hey! 'Red Moya' is no good!? What are you about to get out!?

"Good... good..."

"Store manager, late!? I'm not handy enough to be surprised!?

"Mummy! Mummy!... done!

"It's a weird hanging voice, but it's serious and fast, brother!? I just wonder why the last one is always' mu '!?

"... If Loretta hadn't gotten in the way, Magda would have won"

"I didn't do such a bad thing!? I just said normal things! Heh! I said normal myself!?

"Yes, I'm done too"

"While I was stuck with everyone, the manager even pulled me out!?

Loretta made a scene with one gagger and her hands weren't moving at all.

That's pretty much what this guy looks like, all the time.

"He who loses, cleans the shell"

"Was there a punishment game!? One more time! Now I'm going to concentrate on you!

"... um. Rarely did I have an opinion with Loretta. A miracle every four years."

"You're not so opinionated, are you? Always!?

"... hope to rematch"

"I want to do it too. It was fun."

"I can't help it...... well, you can lend me your breasts"

"Your brother has a very dignified attitude in just one win!?

"Or I'd be happy to lend you my breasts for a day."

"Oh, he's my usual brother. I'm so relieved."

In that way, the peanut premature stripping competition ended when Ginette, who ended up in the sixth round and got the hang of it in the first round, showed an incredible stretch, showing off the speed no one could fathom after the third round and winning four in a row.

No one rivals Awakening Ginette.... Something's already like magic, the last one.

So I made peanut butter out of it because I had tons of peanuts.

Crush the crushed peanuts with a rinse, fold, paste, and mix the sugar and butter, plus just a little olive oil.

It was completed by midnight while recognising the greatness of the food processor.

Magda and Loretta were already asleep and only Ginette was there to help.

Tasting is tomorrow. Exactly tired.

This is the guy I'm negotiating with Asunt tomorrow.

Well, we'll do it well.

I fell asleep scrubbing my pampered arm with shell peeling and rinsing.