Isekai Sagishi no Consulting

The specialty of District 27 is coffee beans.

In the past, I was mistaken that there was no coffee in this city, but coffee was actually heard quite later that it was "somewhere".

That "somewhere" was this twenty-seventh district.

Thanks to Javier loaning us a carriage, we arrived in the twenty-seventh arrondissement much earlier than planned.

Meet the lord at noon. We still have about an hour.

That's why we visited a coffee shop in District 27.

I wanted to try some real coffee. I have a tax exemption certificate, and I don't care if they push extra beans on me every time I walk into the store. I have nothing to fear.

If it is also a famous place for coffee, it must have an extraordinary passion for coffee.

Looking forward to it.

- And I thought.

"Ohhhh!

"Wow!?

"……… tastes like gravel…"

"Yashiro. It's dirty."

The moment I put it in my mouth, the smell of mud and the unpleasant tongue of my heart spread all over my mouth, causing me to spit it out unexpectedly.

Obviously a lot of beans. Besides, the roasting is uneven, it smells burnt, and the raw bean agumi is fully exhibited.

Miscellaneous coffee equals muddy water.

"... because it's a famous place, isn't it?"

"Probably the result of trying to use a lot of extra coffee beans"

"Perhaps simply because of the large number, the handling of coffee beans is just getting cluttered"

Estella and Natalia make that inference while wiping my spit out coffee.

"Look, now wipe around your mouth"

Estella gives me the cloth towel while I say so.

Too bad. If you'd given me this before I wiped the table, your stock would have gone up.

"You're a coffee bean to the tea receptacle."

and Natalia pinches the coffee beans on the small plate with her fingers.

Roasted in twelve minutes, sweetly coated with honey.

... but bitter if you eat.

He said, "Bitter than bitter tea."

Well, it's coffee you're drinking, so it's subtle if there's a 'tea receptacle'.

"... Let's get out of here"

Anyway, whatever you ask for, the beans come out.

There is no point in staying in this coffee shop at a time when the coffee is unsavory.

Outside District 42, coffee jelly, as well as iced coffee, does not exist.

At the very least, I'd like you to pour as much blood into the blend. With this quality, it doesn't spread to other districts.

When I left the store, I was given boxed coffee beans.

Let's take it home and make it for Loretta's practice. Loretta makes much better coffee than the master of this store.

Ginette and I haven't even gotten up on the mound that you can compare. If Ginette had been in this city, she would have raised her coffee status somewhat too.

"Maybe Ginette's grandfather was from District XXVII?

When I got in the carriage, I thought about it.

"Come on, I don't know. I haven't heard much about your grandfather, either."

When your grandfather was alive, it would be a time when Estella had not yet stuck her neck in the Lord's work, either, as a child.

I guess I wasn't even interested in the people's origins. Playing is like everything in your life, kid.

"You can't help it. It would still have been small by then."

"Right. It was when Estella was just a little girl."

"Yashiro, Natalia. Why are you both talking, holding your breasts? The little one was talking about age, wasn't he?

In the carriage, one crunchy Estella.

Damn, I can't believe I'm mad at him for this... he's a little guy. Pepper.

"Will you stop holding your own breasts in silence as you look at me!?

At first glance, I had no choice but to reorient myself in the direction of progress.

and Natalia in the seat across the street caught my eye.... Soon, I got three bouquets of flowers.

Even in District XXVII, Natalia Fever seems to be alive and well.

But he doesn't look very happy and looks like he's in trouble.

I guess there's a lot of confusion because I'm not the type of person who originally comes forward.

He's not used to being favored by people he doesn't even know.

"Oh... aside from Master Estella, it's just me... I'm in trouble"

"Shut up. Only now, Boom."

... and don't forget to pinch these extra words.

And that probably includes the illuminating meaning that comes from the confusion.

Oh, shit, is it lit, Natalia?

"You're hot, Natalia is"

"... yeah, well. Sounds like it."

When I attacked him from here, he was stuck in words for a moment and stared lightly at by hatred.

"Master Yashiro, why don't you give me one of your bouquets?

You can't invest in something that doesn't have a return.

"There might be, a big return"

The return you get from giving away a bouquet of flowers is a bit overloaded and you feel like avoiding it.

Though, I wonder how Estella looks a little happy with Natalia's subtle expression.

Get along, you guys.

"Well, I'll give you a bouquet instead."

"No, that's fine. Because the pepper is likely to be contagious."

"It's not contagious!?... Who's Pepper!?

Oh, something's already on the board, this flow. You can have it gagged and patrol the districts. Earn some foreign currency, lord and foreman.

"I have instructed you to head to the hall as slowly as possible."

It's a situation where you still have plenty of time to spare because you couldn't kill your time at the coffee shop.

So we're going to buy some time here.

... because that coffee shop was uncomfortable.

"By the way, do you have any information about the lords of this district?

Purchasing information before we meet is fundamental to negotiating.

Even if you don't know much about it, there will be about as many rumors as you can hear from your position as a lord.

"It's only information to the extent of rumors."

And, with a forethought, Estella says clouding her expression.

"The lord here has been called" Princess Ecstasy "by some nobles."

"'Princess Ecstasy' ……?

When we were summoned to the lord of District 29, we saw the lord of District 27 once.

At that time, I had a calm and overwhelming impression... what is "Princess Epilepsy"?

"Are you that hysterical?

"Rumor has it,"

It's hard to negotiate with an eclampsia...

It's easy to say well and make them say "YES," but those people later said, "I don't have any arrows!" Most of the time I get a seizure.

There is a "Spirit Judgment," so I guess it's not going to be "No Array"... whatever, I just don't feel like it's going to be a bad aftertaste negotiation.

"Don't you have a decent lord..."

"Yashiro. Look next to you."

"... windows, right"

"The other way around. Look at me!

".................. wall, right"

"Who's the wall!? There would be so many decent lords around!? Look, you should take a closer look!

Estella is a lord of people's thoughts, but you just want to hold her back on whether she's decent or not.... I point knives at people all the time. Well, I'm the only one being pointed at.

A troublesome lady lord called "Princess Epilepsy".

That guy deliberately invited Estella to lunch.

Besides, it said, "Please be seated with me"... but I don't think there's anything behind it.

Are you plotting something by taking in Estella... Ha ha, is that even due to 'BU' instructions...

"Because you're new, and you're a woman. I don't feel like I'm just trying to be majestic."

The lord is over when he is licked.

From that thought, Estella wore manly clothes and called herself 'me'.

Though I don't seem to care much these days.

Likewise, it's no surprise that the lord of District 27 didn't want to "beat a man".

I guess with an aura as good as Lucia, you can do it on an equal footing with anyone regardless of gender or anything, but I don't think there are so many women haunting that aura. I mean, I don't want you to be there. Because it's not cool.

At that level… Murr, the sister of the lord, Shirakha, who can also be described as the symbol of the Bugman tribe of the thirty-fifth arrondissement, and about Medra, who holds up her hunting guild with one of its arms.

Oh, and Bertina is haunting a similar aura.

All the time this guy is just a nasty opponent who can't be a glimmer.

Think of it, maybe as cute as holding a seizure...... and when I started doing what a backwards reopening, the carriage slowly stopped.

Looks like we've arrived at the Lords' Hall.

Not yet, it's early for the promised time.

"What do we do? When we get there early, they're gonna hear about one of the yammies again, right?

"But, well, you can't just park this big carriage in front of the hall like this."

With a slightly more laid back look, Estella is sure to lift her eyebrows and become the face of diplomatic mode.

At the same time as Estella moves out, Natalia also goes into Supplier Manager mode, promptly opening the carriage door.

To get off first and support Estella's disembarkation.

... but.

"I've been waiting for you, Master Claremona and all of you with me"

When I opened the carriage door, one girl stood there.

Thank you deeply, then stretch your spine and face straight this way.

The girl, staring at this one in a quiet position, had a slight grin on her young face with a slightly nervous face.

The girl, who wrapped up in some unreliable atmosphere, looked about my age.

Is it the new American salary?

"Thanks for the welcome. On behalf of everyone, I'd like to express my gratitude."

Estella says, Natalia gets off the carriage silently.

The greeting service opens the place, and I, Estella, descend into the empty space.

Natalia lightly supports me as I descend. By doing so, we clearly know who is at the top of the list.

I'll be on top of Natalia to support me, and the last Estella to come down will be the top.

Well, it's a rough one, but I'm sure we'll have to do this kind of thing.

As we stepped down, the pay bowed its head deep again.

"Again, welcome aboard. My name is Nene Granata, and I serve Lord Tracy McCurry of District XXVII."

This is the foreman!?

Unexpectedly, I lost my word.

The foreman I've seen so far was just like a bunch of body-stained foreman aura...... compared to them, this girl named Nene is unreliable.

"Are you surprised? That's right, someone like me has been entrusted with the foreman, etc.... you can scratch Lady Tracy's name..."

I guess the surprise was blatantly on my face. Nene leaned down, tears in her eyes, and overlaid her words with a quick mouth to make excuses.

No, you don't have to be so humble...

"Please, call me 'Borough Rag'"

"No, you're being too humble!?

It just stuck.

Who in the world calls a lord's foreman a 'borough rag'?

"Mr. Borough Rag, by the way"

"Don't call me that!

No, I thought Natalia would definitely call you!

Look, I didn't think they'd really call you Nene was quite a bit of a shock. You're the type that doesn't make sense, no matter how you look at it. If you're going to throw up poison, you can choose who you want.

"My Lord recognizes that you have been invited, whether formally"

"Yes! We'd like to invite you to lunch with us."

"So, if there is, I would expect minimal hospitality"

"Of course it is! We welcome you."

"Then put your chest up more"

"... Huh?

Natalia tells Nene in a straight attitude, like a beautiful sculpture, not knowing the disturbance.

Slightly lift your arms and point to Nene's chest.

"With a beautiful attitude, with a grand chest, a proud grin, guide Master Estella. Being you, you should be able to do that. Isn't that right, Mr. Salesman?"

…………

Nene rounds her eyes and mouth.

Natalia's words were strict, but they taught and corrected what was missing from Nene. As the same paying superintendent, he probably wanted to encourage this unreliable nene.

Listening to Natalia's words, Nene's cheeks fade red.

The look that was amazing and solidified slowly soothes, smiling adorably like a blooming flower after the snowmelt.

".................. Yikes! Let me show you."

Big assent, pinned his spine that was bent on his lack of confidence, and his chest wide open.

........................ hey. B?

"You have the smallest tits in the history of the foreman."

"Yikes!?

Nene bends her back again so as to hide her tight chest. Hide your chest so you can hold yourself with both arms.

"Yashiro............ would you stop working flat sexual harassment on someone else's foreman? If it develops into a diplomatic issue, I'll take full responsibility for it, okay?

"Excuse me. I became an honest man because of The Judgement of the Spirit."

"You just shouldn't be lying, you don't have to put what you think in your mouth!

"But it's bigger than you."

"I'm telling you not to say anything extra!?

Estella is sheltering the superintendent of the twenty-seventh district.

With this in mind, District 42 and District 27 may be able to establish friendly relations.

Oh. Me, that's so helpful.

"I'm sorry. Because you don't have to worry about what he says."

"Yes, no, oh, oh, uh, I'm sorry I showed you something poor!

"... yeah. When they say that, it hurts my heart somehow, so I wonder if you'll make it that much."

"I'm sorry for this, this kind of bloating that didn't happen!

"Stop... you're gonna cry?

Nene degrading B in front of A.

It could be the moment when a big ditch was born diplomatically.

"Mr. Nene."

Does it hurt, Natalia stands in front of Estella holding her chest and confronts Nene.

Will I say a word to Nene in an attempt to alleviate the suffering of the lord?

"Funny!

"Back off, Natalia!

... hey, you're not wacky. Only for Natalia.

That's why we're already on the other side of oblivion as to what caused it, but where Estella was wasted and damaged, we were led to the hall.

The carriage was carefully transported to the stables at the behest of Nene.

This feels similar to when we went to the 35th Ward.

Can I think of it as welcome?

But there's no reason to be welcomed.

Knock through the well-built large doors and continue down the long corridor.

The high ceiling and the thick pillars supporting it were so rolled up that they accidentally leaked their voices that they stuck up.

White walls and red carpets are bright in the eyes, making a difference from the outer periphery.

... I guess there's something about it that makes me make it extravagant, even if I can't. Because it's a 'BU' I hate to lose.

"Estella, rebuild your house as luxuriously as you can."

"I'm not comfortable, a house like this..."

I guess it's stained with poverty.

I'm sure Estella will be sitting in Sumiko even when the room is bigger. I guess I'll start living in Sumiko by saying "Sumiko calms down" or something.

"It's probably one of my talents to be able to live in a house like this."

"I think so."

Estella laughs bitterly at my jokes.

Sure, I'm sorry about this big house, too. I'm not at all comfortable.

Home should be a ho, calm space to say, "Oh, I'm home," after all.

"That's a lot of service"

Only Natalia was aware of something else as me and Estella were all distracted by the decadence of the house.

Number of salaries. Sure, there's a supply all over the long hallway, and he keeps his head down every time we go by.

Is that enough, though?

"Hallways of this size are kept clean. Evidence that cleaning personnel are properly secured."

"Oh, I see."

Even if you're not here right now, the foreman will know how many people you need if you look at the building, and how well maintained it is at a decently satisfactory level.

"There's no denying the possibility that you're doing something to make it look good."

Gather people and clean up only when you invite someone. So that's a possibility.

... but what is it? Much like me or more, Natalia sees a lot more with tough eyes when I come to people's houses to look at every corner of the room and guess what their economic situation is.

I want information about the negotiators on any trivial matter. There is a difference between "money making" and "to protect the majesty of the Lord".

"This way."

I can see more luxurious and robust doors than the others at the penetration of the hallway.

The door in front of it opens and invites you in. It seemed like a cozy space where calm conditioning in a large reception room would give you a relaxing time.

"The other door's probably in the dining room, and this one's in that modest room or something."

Natalia hits me softly.

Over there is the venue, and this is the modest room. This is how a hotel is built for a reception.

You want me to wait here for the lord?

"Well, please wait. I'll be ready in a minute."

Pepper heads down and Nene turns back on his heels.

The spine is stretched and the expression that seemed to cry is also much softer.

I guess Estella made it easier to stick around than she thought.

Sounds like you've broken some weird tensions, and this is going to make your dining seat a soothing mood.

And I thought as I stared at Nene's back leaving...

"Nene! Where have you been?!? Didn't you hear my call!?

My shoulders jumped without thinking of the rage that roared all over the hall.

"... what's that now?

Estella gives me an anxious look.

Now it's probably...

"" Princess Ecstasy "..."

"I guess."

Natalia agrees with me.

This... is not a soothing mood.

Tensions grew all at once, and we looked at each other.

Before I could even think about what to feel like, the hallway became noisy.

Badoorn!...... the opening and closing sounds of doors like cannons burst, doorbell doorbell doorbell doorbell!...... and the footsteps approaching like a gimbay shark wandering more and more in the gym, pitali............ and stopped in front of the door.

... what the hell, already. What's gonna happen this time?

To the strange silence, the heart lifts a tingle.

Thank you... and I heard someone swallow a spit.

Slowly the door opens as the three of us breathe and stare.

"Welcome to our hall -"

Before the door opens out, a beautiful woman standing in front of it says a welcome word in a crisp, stream-like voice.

He wears a brilliant dress and has an adult grin on his neat face.

Is this Tracy McCurry, Lord of the Twenty-seventh District? Sure, he was among the 'BU' guys.

"Thank you for having responded to my invitation, Dear Estella Claremona. And all of you with me. We welcome you."

A calm waist, a voice and a way to talk.

... but there is a very wrinkle between my brows.

Surprisingly rare.

You're not welcome at all!?

Tracy turns her hunter-sharp gaze to Estella and strays away.

Wow... Feels bad no. Aren't you going to blatantly ignore it?

"Uh..."

Estella's smile tends strongly to 'unwelcome aura', which is commonly brewed.

This response if you try to come invited.

That puzzles me, too.

But it's a common sense human attitude to treat people with gratitude more than they were invited to.

Estella stretches her spine steadily, re-creates her smile again, and then greets Tracy.

"I invited you this time..."

"Ha..."

I'm sighing.

Block Estella's greetings and breathe awesome big time.

Besides, I put my arms together and turned away.

There is force in the combined arms and deeper wrinkles are engraved between the eyebrows than earlier. Bite your lips so hard that they seem to bite and give you such a bitter look that the letter 'bitter tannins' seems to come to mind.

You don't like it that much, I need to talk to Estella.

Natalia's breathing changes.

This guy will never forgive his disrespect for Estella................ Well, this guy himself works a lot of disrespect, but that's all to the extent of being allowed to laugh.

The foreman of the Claremona family is not gentle enough to overlook the obvious disrespect so far.

... and I feel pretty bad, too.

Me and Natalia. Both of us breathe together.

Which opens its mouth first depends on the air then.

- And you perceived what you thought, Estella's going to look at us.

"Don't worry, just be nice," he said.

Against Tracy, who shows' rejection 'all over her body, Estella turns her words once again with a flamboyant smile.

"Thank you for inviting me. It's a pleasure to meet you, Lady Tracy McCurry."

Moments - the world sounded.

... Dokun... Dokun... Dokun...

Tracy's eyes were both like, "Cut!," he opens, and starts vibrating as his body bubbles.

And the messy and trembling hand was carried to Tracy's mouth... then!

"... Ohh!

Tracy threw up a lot of blood.

"Hih!?

Estella makes a short scream.

but at the next moment he ran over to Tracy and spoke out worryingly.

"Are you all right, Lady Tracy!?

"……… Mm, Muri…"

A bright red stained hand slowly moves away from Tracy's mouth.

Red blood sticking around my mouth.......................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"Master Estella is too nice, I, am going to die"

"................................. Huh?

Staring at Estella with both eyes sparkling, Tracy dyed her cheeks red like a maiden in love, calling Estella's name thanks to love with a hot sigh.

"Dear Estella........................ adorable"

I saw the chill rushing through Estella's feet.

And even now, the blood that dyes Tracy red keeps flowing... from her nose... that's nosebleed. This lord, Estella, called me by name and bled out his nose.

In short, it's an alley.

Tracy McCurry, lord of District 27, loves Estella. pathologically.