Isekai Sagishi no Consulting

The hall of Mar Ayrin was built on a small, high hill overlooking the river, a little off the boulevard of District XXIX.

It seemed a slightly inconvenient location for the nobility to live in, and Lucia was frowning.

"I don't hate humans, doesn't that mean?

"Yes, he's very casual and kind"

In Lucia, nobles living in inconvenient places seem to recognize that they hate humans who don't like to make contact with others.

"You probably liked this view. Isn't that an idyllic view?"

Estella narrows her eyes to the view from the front of the building.

I take it all over my body looking comfortable with the wind blowing.

The river is visible from the hall and there are many greens such as trees and flowers.

Sure, the landscape is good.

"Anyway, I'll see you"

I send my gaze to Natalia.

She seemed to understand exactly what that meant, and Natalia snorted, - posing sexily.

"I'm making you ring the bell!

This guy doesn't understand our intentions at all! No, you don't seem willing to!

"It's getting more starry every second, Mr. Natalia is"

"I'm in good shape. I'm in good shape."

Don't praise me too much, Gilberta. They think he's involved.

Gilberta presses the call bell on Natalia's behalf.

Zillillilli...... Sounds a little deaf, hitting metal bells in a row.

Estella's place was a bamboo plate, and considering that, it looks like District XXIX is going a little further.

Calling bell, I think I'll tell Norma to make it.

"Yes ~ yes!

Hearing the call, one Oba showed up from the hall.

I think I'm going to bake herring pie or something in an atmosphere like a good Madame.

When I was a year, I wouldn't go forty...... fifty, or so.

Its madam that runs to beautifully wrap up the intersecting hair of gray hair and make her plump body bounce pompous....................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"" Master Marul!?

"Ha!?

I accidentally leaked my voice to the surprise voices raised by Cylon and Wendy.

Marul is the lord here, isn't he?

"Oh, oh. Wendy for Mr. Theron. Nice of you to come."

Why is the Lord coming out on his own?

I feel like I saw it and didn't even realize it was us the visitors were appointing...

"Ahhh. So, these are the rumors?

and marul looking at us with sparkling eyes like oba in the country who saw the entertainer live for the first time.

"Well, well!" And it's a big shame to go around us.

"Who is a hero? I want to say hello. Wow."

Why me!?

Say hello to the lord first!

"Dear Marul. This is our hero, Mr. Obayashiro."

Wait, Theron. You're not taking such a poignant introduction personally!

I'm not a hero in the first place!

"Well, yeah, you are."

What the hell kind of story was blown into Theron, Marul observes me with his eyes like Oba watching the Whopper Looper when he first came to Japan.

... I don't know, it's so uncomfortable.

The look on Marul's face, which was grinning like it was on the border between the smile and the garlic, only solidifies for a moment.

"................................. oh?

That's like peeking into distant memories with serenity and prudence...

After staring me straight in the face for a few minutes, I let my expression shine and punched my hand with joy.

"Damn it! You're the one who was raising money for the young kids at church!?

"Fundraiser!?

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

Anyway, I hate charity and volunteering the most.

This is my fundraiser...................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

A totally forgotten memory came up in my brain wanting to see the ten yen jade that had snuck out during the cleaning.

Oh, no, this happened, with so much ease.

I had a very troubled time when people in District 42, including Ginette, might have blunted their con artist skills because of the poison of kindness and favoritism.

At that time, I was trying the basic technique of fraud on my opponents in the near field...

I have used lowball techniques to scam about stealing money from tourists who cross in front of churches.

I showed your church and the kids who live there, and I said, "Signature to sue for church repairs," and I made them write their names, and I duly succeeded in the scam of plumping donations on it......

Sure, that's when the name was written.

"Marul Aylin. Are you the madam then!?

"That's right. You remembered me. Glad to hear it."

I remember that!

He said it was a donation and handed me 50,000 RB.

The people around me who were watching the act also offered donations "Well, me too" and "Me too"... after all, the church was partially refurbished based on that money.

Exactly, my forehead didn't gather enough to refurbish the whole thing, but still, it was too much to secure a bed where the kids could sleep safely.

"When I went to see it the other day, it was so beautiful, and I was kind of happy, too."

... In fact, the subsequent refurbishment had nothing to do with the donation at that time.

As a matter of fact, the hamsters who honed their skills at Womalo's are visiting the church where the youngsters take care of them, repairing and remodeling them every once in a while.

So right now, the church is transforming into a great building full of Turbec Workshop technology. And it will continue to evolve. Free.... no, no. by the heart of the donations of the hamsters.

"Many of the great works of the hero. I was so excited to hear from Theron. But... it is. It was you. I'm kind of convinced."

I don't know what convinced you, but it's very annoying.

... but only the person who tried to scam me once, I can't get out strong...

"Oh, oh, oh, no, I shouldn't. Let the lords wait here."

Poop his round hand, and Marul opens the door with a sleaze.

"Come on, come on up. It's a big house with just a nice view, but I'm sure it's going to break your balls."

Bringing us into the pride hall where we are not proud, but perhaps true.

First Gilberta takes the lead, followed by Lucia, Natalia and Estella, then me and Theron, and Wendy step onto the property.

"Um, I'm the doorman."

"Oh, okay, Wendy? I'm sorry."

Wendy closes the gate, replacing Marul, who has been waiting at the gate the whole time.

Don't you have a salary, in this hall?

"Huh, you're such a good girl, Wendy. Mr. Theron, you have to take care of this, don't you?

"Yes. Well, I'm going to."

Cylon scratches his head in awe.

What a tough question to answer for Theron, who chose Wendy by shaking Marul.

"Oh, ugh..."

Marul ears softly at the frightening Theron.

In an honest voice, not including anything else.

"Don't worry about the proposal anymore. Because I'm convinced."

"Ha, yes......... ah, no... well..."

You've been overlapping difficult topics to answer...

I'm sure you don't care about that one anymore, but if you refuse, you won't even be able to break it off that way.

At the very least, you'd want me to avoid talking about it.

Or, well... you're not catching up with me at my age. Marul was a marriage story with strong implications, so to speak, like loans, to give Theron his assets.

Maybe it's refreshing because it doesn't mean that we're in love.

Theron's father, Bojek's info, should have meant a deep window bearer who decided to live surrounded by flowers and spend the rest of his life alone... but... you don't imagine a deep window bearer, I don't know.

Well, there's a shadow that you must have been beautiful when you were younger.

As for Marul, he would have made Theron work even with such kindness, trying to get him to immerse himself in brick making on this vast property.

"Um, Master Marul"

You see a troubled Theron, Wendy puts out a help boat.

"Is Mr. Cindy away?

"Oh, you're Cindy. No, I'm here."

Cindy?

And, the questionable arrow tip, Marul, turns a round, quiet grin over here and explains that so as to answer my question.

"Cindy is the one who's been working for us. I can't get my hands off you right now, so I came out instead."

No, no.

Don't use the Lord. I don't know why I can't get my hands off you, but there will be priorities.

"I'm sorry. I've never done anything like this before. I can't be as good as Cindy. Wow."

"No, Miz Aylin. It's a pleasure to welcome you in person."

"Oh, you're a beautiful daughter. You're Master Estella?

Whether he was listening to Estella's follow-up or not, Marul peered into Estella's face, gently touched her red hair and finally stuck with a cheeky puff.

"The men of the world won't leave such a pretty girl alone."

"Yes, no... I still don't have that kind of story..."

"'My chest, I'm not even growing up...'"

"Will you stop making it up, Yashiro!? Because I didn't say it and I would never say it!

Hmm.

He said he looked happy because he was a little praised after the mysterious Natalia bombing.

Ask your own chest if you're hot!

... um. It is used incorrectly as a idiom, but it should be used correctly.

"So this is Lucia. Well, well. Must be a rumor. Beautiful."

"Wouldn't Miz Aylin be young and beautiful"

"Oh. You're a good flatterer, ho ho ho"

I don't know... it's a strangely social air... could you get it up to the house soon?

"I welcome you all. But before I do... I still want to be called by name. Hey, guys, that's how it is. Please."

To Oba's unique pushy favor, Estella and Lucia showed satisfaction while leaking a bitter laugh.

Instead, there was no "Dear" affixion to Estellas.

"I'll show you, Lucia, Estella."

"Thank you, Mr. Marul"

"Get out of my way, Marul"

"Well, then, Heroes, too."

"You haven't changed my name, have you, Baba?"

"Yashiro!?

"Cuckoo!"

Estella and Lucia abduct me at a tremendous rate and take me to the corner of the garden.

What the fuck!? I guess they treated that one like a three-step ochi, huh? Isn't that a scratch?

"You're being too rude about anything!

"Is your head in a small bag or something!? Is it empty?!?

"Wow, I get it. You can call me by name, right?

Estella and Lucia are so angry at me for what they did, I honestly decide to apologize.

Well, if they push me back, I won't get any information. Let's be humble.

And I thought...

"Ugh. I've never been told 'Baba' before. Wow. Fresh stuff, huh? Yeah, but you're still not very happy about it. Discovery. Wow."

Marul was a little happy for something.

"Baba" can only be said of a nobleman who hits the lord's sister by a brother who is now a lord. but a lord would never use such a word.

I mean, I'm the only one in this world who can call Marul 'Baba'...

I'm glad you had a valuable experience.

"None of the colors of reflection!?

Estella is peepy angry.

If Marul's having fun, that's fine.

"Hey. Dear hero.... Oh, should I call you Yashiro?

"Stop putting it on..."

"Well then......" Yah ""

"You're staying, aren't you?"

What's the matter, bogged down? I'm sorry you're still young.

"Well, then, 'palm pie'."

"Where did you come from, that strange word!?

"So, palm perfect"

"It's a decision already!?

I don't know... more and more unwillful calls...

"Isn't that a good nickname for you, flirtatious?"

"I'm kidding enough about the Scarecrow."

I love my misfortune. Ignore Lucia's words and focus on Marul in front of you.

Now what are you gonna say?

I wonder if you could put me up in a nice little house?

"Palm Pippi allows me to use harsh language"

Suddenly, Marul tells me.

Thank you. The nobles seem to have the character to want to rebel against it if they continue to be respected.

In short, I guess it's an offer to put in a 'scratch' and want you to be close.

"Hey, palm perfect"

Marul seemed to be that type of aristocrat, and he would gladly send me a reminder.

"Try saying 'this female pig'?

"That's beyond harsh words, because we're stepping into a new world!

"No hesitation scratch...... that's what I think, my friend Yashiro"

With the praise of Gilberta, who was neither pleased nor pleased, and looking at Marul, he was not happy about this again, but he was given a very satisfied look.

"Me, I knew it, I like palm pie. Wow. Sometimes."

"Do you care who you are, handsome?

"Brilliant, Yashiro."

"It's hard to see anyone who can't help themselves, you rattlesnail."

... These guys, why can you spit poison on the natural?

Can't you think about the possibility that my mentals are as brittle as tofu?

"It's me, I love unusual things."

"What!? So Yashiro!?

"Who's changed, Conoyaloo"

You want me to use your pepper bust as a world standard and invent a scale in this world?

"Master Marul, who is very dedicated to horticulture, has also walked around the districts in search of bricks that he likes to see with his own eyes, one at a time."

Theron tells brick stories with joy.

What difference does a brick make?

"At present, most bricks produced in Allbloom are in line with standards established by royal bricklayers. Most mimic royal bricks, from the soil used, to the temperature of the heating, to its size, shape and colour"

"If you imitate the royal brick, nobility will buy it."

Marul groans, seeping a little loneliness.

Make it look like a royal brick. That would also seem reasonable in the sense of harmonizing standards. When one brick breaks, it means it's the right size for every brick you use.

But that seems to me to be what this nobleman named Marul feels is missing.

"None of these were all bricks without fun, and I didn't have what I wanted"

"So, the stream flowed, and you finally stayed in District 42?

Estella asks in a slight pull.

Normally, when searching for something good, you look for a higher ranked store.

But it's obvious that the higher the rank, the closer it gets to the royal brick, and I guess I couldn't quite find a brick to satisfy Marul.

So, do you want to come to the 42nd Ward?

Even though it is normal to think that if you lower the rank, the quality will also decrease.

"When I was about to give up half the time, I met Mr. Theron's brick. I was captivated at first sight. Innovative, gentle, polite..."

Sleeping, Marul leaks a sigh with a blurry view of the diagonal sky.

I think it's a brick that's floating in this guy's head right now, it's kind of funny though.

"Well, you shouldn't! I've had a long story here again. No, hey, me. I love to talk to you, keep up... really, I can't do anything without Cindy..."

"Lord!

Marul leaks a sigh at the gate.

There was a voice calling for such a landlord, and a grandmother appeared from the hall.

Is this Cindy?

"Well, Cindy. Enough running errands?

"Yes, I removed the bathroom decoration."

"What were you doing, Chief Salesman!?

You, you left it primarily to your visitors to clean the bath!?

"Think of your priorities! You're the foreman!

"Alas, well... Lord. Who is this lord?

"This guy is perfect for a rumored hero."

Wow... one thing doesn't contain my information...

"Palm perfect.................. beautiful"

"Where!? Oh, come on!

Grandma narrows her eyes to the mysterious sense of the calling.

And stare at my whole body from top to bottom and dye my cheeks pounding.

"Forty-five years in this job. He scolded me for the second time in thirty years."

"What, like when I put out that new record, but I'm never happy with the report..."

"The one who scolded me before was the foreman of the hall where I used to work, who is also my master... In the lord, palm pi pi... meh meh"

"Estella, knife!

"What are you willing to do!?

"Such a cruel thing, can you speak!

"Then don't even take action!

I've had enough of Baba liking me or something!

They'll love me when I get there!

"Well, I'm already this old..."

"Right. The time has come to let the depression slip out of your favorite love. Oh, good."

"At least if you don't just keep your tone young, you won't be dealt with."

"I won't deal with them if I just change the tone!?

"If Palm Pippi is right for him, Cindy Pippi is a mammoth Pippi, right?

"The young man's tone was going to be a substitute for feeling the last and most amazing time!?

I don't know how many times I've said that... "Forced Translation Magic" Come on, don't play!

"Come on, Cindy. Take you all to the museum."

"Yes, Lord. Come on, ladies and gentlemen, this way."

With the advent of a foreman named Cindy, we can finally get into the hall.

But Wendy stops it.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Cindy. Could you give us a moment?

"Oh, Mr. Wendy, what's wrong with you?

"I brought flowers to Master Marul."

"Well, do you!? Glad to hear it. Come on, Cindy. Take it."

"Yes, yes, I'm home"

Originally, the foreman should be the first to come out, surprised by the Lord's own welcome in the hall and forgetting it until now.

The flowers I bought until I was pressed on the beans and the flowers Natalia got as much as an asshole are loaded full of carriages.

We talked in the carriage, and all this flower decided to make it a gift for Marul.

There's a tax on taking flowers out again.

That's why Wendy went to the florist after entering District 29.

"Well, well! So many. I'm glad. Wow."

"Mostly, it would be a gift from Natalia."

"Mr. Natalia... is that who you think this is?

Pleasant Marul surrounded by tons of flowers.

Standing by it, Natalia bows her head respectfully.

"Nice to meet you. My name is Natalia, and I work for the Claremona family."

"Well, you're beautiful"

"Yes. Right."

"Natalia. Weigh yourself."

Natalia still confident.

But Marul and Cindy showed no unusual interest in Natalia.

In front of the florist, the passers-by woman also said she was throwing up some sort of lull sigh.

"In the city, you must have been hot, right?

"Yeah, that's it already"

"Natalia, won't you let me tell you again and again? Ji, hey, hey!

This is something...

Marul's grin made me intuit that.

This guy seems to have an idea why only Natalia was unusually hot.

"You want to know? Palm Pippi"

Even so, Marul comes to me with a solution so that I can answer what this one wonders.

All I'm saying is that I know a hundred things about the year or what I want to ask you.

But if that's the kind of technology, so am I...

"Only Natalia is unusually hot because... it has something to do with some of the information we crave, or something important?

"Ugh... you're smart, palm perfect"

I told 'me' on purpose at this time.

This guy, aside from the lord, called me out.

If you're trying to tell me something, not Estella or Lucia, about the series of disturbances that happened this time... Oba, like this Marul, may not be a bit of a man.

It's as if I'm the one who sneaks out to the center when we talk business... I felt that way.

"Actually."

And Marul holds a bouquet of flowers and turns to us.

Let your mouth open and close as you wish to speak toward the whole thing.

"There's only one Cindy in our hall. Thanks, a lot of people don't fit in with me."

"It's hard to fit into the Lord's taste, I'm having a hard time too"

Cindy with extra tea. "Already!" She glanced gently, gripping her fist gently and shaking it up to show it.

It's a joke, too.

Maybe it's true that Cindy wasn't angry.

"So, after this today, I'm going to do an interview for a rookie. Let's get that scheduled a little faster."

Interview for newbie pay......?

"I'm calling the four of you, so you should take a tour of the palm perfectly."

I see.

Recruiting with a newbie means that coming to the interview is what you're about to get a job...... you mean there are a lot of young people?

If you can tell the words and behaviors and hobbies of the city's youth, you may also see the reality of the 'BU', which has grown distorted.

Is that how you expect it, Marul?

... Well, maybe it's just a coincidence.

"Yashiro. Let me show you."

"Right. However, I cannot forbid sympathy for the newcomers surrounded by the three foremen in the interview."

I hope it doesn't have to be a compression interview.

"Then let's head to the interview venue."

With that said, Marul walked into the little cabin next to the hall.

Looks like an annex built apart from the main building.

I see.

You can't just let someone in the hall who hasn't even decided to hire you.

Thus, we were to attend a service interview at the Marul Aylin Mansion in conjunction with the washout of the problems lurking in the Twenty-ninth District and hence the 'BU'.

... but you couldn't get in after all, Hall.