Isekai Sagishi no Consulting

"Okay, gentlemen. I'll show you."

With Nene in the lead, we head to the dining room.

Tracy and Estella walk behind Nene, followed by me and Natalia.

Natalia is slightly ahead of me for sticking with Estella.

Two other servants refrained from serving in front of the large door of the dining room, each opening the left and right door at the same time when Nene gave the signal.

Beyond the completely open door lay a long table in vain, as seen in some movie, on which lay a pure white tablecloth, adorned with beautiful flowers.

I don't think I can pull a tablecloth, it's this length.

We stepped into the cafeteria, thinking that it didn't matter. In order.

As Nene and Tracey entered the dining room first, they were thanked simultaneously for their service on both sides of the thin, long room, slotted in front of the wall.

The sound of clothes rubbing without a few moments of disturbance. It's so aligned with the army.

It's overwhelming when someone with about thirty people acts the exact same way.

They're all well trained, even though they're still raucous young girls. Is it also a very strict discipline? It's rolling.

And when Estella walked into the dining room slightly late... the air changed.

"Ahhh!" So, "Wow!" So some kind of yellow voice flew from the people.

If you look, slap your neighbor on the shoulder and say, "Hey, look, look! Dear Estella," "Really, you look beautiful!" is the kind of interaction that takes place here and there.

... Discipline, what's up? Is it a loose workplace for you?

"Sure, it would be Tracy's influence, this estella popularity"

"I guess."

It was Natalia who had such a conversation with me on her face...

One step, the moment Natalia walked into the dining room...

"" "" "" KYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!

Big cheers rolled up like the moment national idols appeared live.

Inside, there's even a girl holding her mouth and tearing.

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Natalia stopped to a sudden cheer and, after a moment of thought, quietly raised one hand.

"" "" "" KYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!

Whatever you do, you are cheering.

... right. Information was shared in the districts that are members of the "BU"... Is Natalia popular still alive in the 27th district?

I was about to forget because I was only talking to Tracy, who sneered at Estella, and Nene, who was busy peeking into Tracy's complexion.

Natalia is seriously idle in this limited space right now.

Even the coffee shop I stopped by on the way got a bouquet of flowers or something before I knew it.

"Dear Natalia!

He said, "Come on, come on!

Something about a woman spreading or swinging a handkerchief with colorful embroidery... I wonder if that's like this idol support wow when I say it in Japan...

Soon, it's penetrating to the name... maybe it's because of too much noise in the 29th arrondissement... about Natalia's qualities, you'll find out soon enough.

Natalia on Estella.

In the appearance of two rumors that young women in the twenty-seventh district are likely to be obsessed, the dining room is surrounded by a glorious hustle and bustle like the high school girl to whom a handsome teacher has been assigned, through a welcoming mood.

I don't know that the yellow voice that flies with Ka Ka will stay.

The moment I step into a dining room like that...

"" "." "No, no, no, no!

The scream went off.

The yellow voice is anointed with terror and turned into an alley of nasal crying.

It is the beginning and end of a continuation of those who cry out in a way that is clearly different from when Natalia was.

"Oh... what a horrible face..."

"Yaaaa!? I saw you!

"Give me back my rabbit!

Oh...... yeah. At the end, I knew exactly why.

It's hard to believe these guys were all here to watch the big food tournament, so perhaps the story around Tracy, who witnessed it, spread with a grand addition to the tail. Does my reputation go through the worst and become the worst?

"... Nene"

"Ha, ha! What is it, Master Oba?"

"Mr. Rabbit, I was wondering if you could get me some apples?

"You're angry!? On behalf of the servants, I sincerely apologize! So, the" Shall I actually show you and plant trauma in the hearts of the servants? 'Please don't look like a storyteller! We apologize for making you uncomfortable!

Whether the negativity in front of me has exploded sublimated the crisis management abilities in this guy, he comes over with a whole-body bow that reads my complexion accurately and bears the disrespect of thirty men all alone. It seems like a momentum even in the dungeons.

After all this noise, Tracy's "eclampsia" will be activated again?

"Be quiet. You watch your mouth. You're rude to my invited guests."

But contrary to expectations, Tracy is calm to be there - rather scolding the servants with a soft, physical waist as gentle as it is.

The servants, honestly listening to Tracy like that, come to me and apologize for their disrespect. Pick the hem of your skirt and meet cute.... my expression is solidifying into a gutsy bee with fear, but so is this guy all the time.

"Besides, we take a good look. Mr. Obayashiro is so cute."

No, I wouldn't declare it with that chest up... but 'Sarashi' can be torn again. Wherever you want.

"Kawah... okay?

"Uh... T, if Lady Tracy... yes, you say..."

"Well... if you say Lady Tracy is cute I'm sure..."

"Oh, wow... okay?

Oh, it's not going to be great there.

I knew if the whole air wasn't pointing in that direction, even the guys here wouldn't be caught. Doesn't seem like people are in tune with that because they said so.

Especially an example like Tracy, whose sensibilities change round and round, I guess, is a rare one.

Besides, Tracy herself, who calls me "cute," may not be persuasive because she has a pretty strange attitude towards me.

Well, you know, what... 'Sarashi' was destroyed because you adored me. I guess there are some awkward parts.

But I didn't know he'd be scared enough to cry out just rumors...

What an uncomfortable atmosphere.

All the servants are frightened, and they look at the beast with the same eyes.

"Estella. Why don't you adore me again?

"I refuse!

Tighten your sides and distance yourself from me so you can be vigilant about something.

Well, sure. If you think calmly, the earlier arr may have just passed the play... though how much certainty you wanted...

Nene said it, too. "Pre-wedding daughters should avoid excessive contact with men," he said.... Estella is also pre-wedding, right? Maybe I should take care of him for a second.

"Come on, Master Estella. Take this seat."

smile and Tracy escorts Estella herself.

I suppose this is a sign of friendship, or diplomacy. It doesn't matter, it's just abuse of authority, it's merit.

Tracy looks very happy talking to Estella.

"Come on, Master Natalia! Come here!"

"Thank you"

"" "Come on!

Most of my services flock to Natalia, and I bake my care too.

That's fornicating over there.

For a moment Natalia turned her gaze to me.

I could also see the atmosphere in which he asked for help...... but he seemed to give up and Natalia quietly lowered her back to the chair.

If you don't move poorly, this kind of noise will calm you down.

And.

"Ah... um... oh, Master Oba may be dissatisfied with me..."

Nene stood before me.

As negative as ever, my gaze is swimming if you're scared of me.

"Are you that scared? You weren't that scared when we talked in the garden, were you?

"I can't believe you're scared. It's just... Oba is the one who praised Lady Tracy for being cute............ I need no disrespect... Oh, uh, me, me, Watashiha. Best Gambarimus......!

"Stiff, stiff, stiff!

I tend to be nervous.

This guy isn't afraid of what I did at the big food tournament, he's afraid that Tracy will scold me for working rudely on me.

"And most of all... I also let you watch the Great Food Games next to Lady Tracy... if I tell you that I have no fear of Lady Oba at all..."

Something started to shiver.

You're scared of being scared. At work, I just don't show that kind of bare gesture.

"Even now and then, it comes out in my dreams..............................................................."

Perhaps it would be a joyous circumstance to be told by a beautiful girl that "you still come out in your dreams"...... but it only comes out with a bitter laugh.

"... I was ready to die in that place... here."

I'm telling you the exact same thing as Tracy.

"You're close, you and Tracy."

"... to?

Seeing the same thing and having the same feeling means being close to sensibility.

Those who have lived the same time in the same space can do that to each other. Rather, there is a good chance that it will.

"You're so childish."

"Ouch............... oh, that. Where did you get that?

"Where did Tracy say that?"

"Lady Tracy... Huh!?

With a surprise look on his face, he pulls himself back. Somewhat too surprised, enough to hit a deserted chair.

Where is there such a surprising element? I wouldn't think of anything else.

"Remember... you're here..."

"No, you remember, normal!?

No one would forget how much or what, we've been together since we were kids and it was childhood friendly!?

Unless I lose my memory once somewhere.

"The foreman who serves himself, he said, can't be anything but you."

"Booooooo!?

"What a sign of intent, what's that noise!?

"Me........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"It's a sound that came out somewhere, 'me'!?

If I did, countless chairs lined up in front of a long table.

Squat between me and the chair next to it, round yourself and cry, Nene.

From the gap between the two hands that cover his face, "Boo... Boo..." leaks a mysterious squeal.... you want me to cry a little more cute, for a pretty girl.

"Wow, me too... all I serve is Lady Tracy... always... eh"

Nene reveals her true intentions with a face shaken by tears. I don't see any lies in that word.

Even every day he's just been yelled at, Nene seems to admire Tracy.

"Without Lady Tracy, I... it makes sense to be alive... Without Lady Tracy, I, etc...... not worth as much as the gloves (only one) falling on the boulevard on a rainy day..."

"So, negative ideas and shit!

What are you comparing it to!?

And you have it in this world too, mysterious gloves falling in the middle of the road (only one)! Although Japan has a high military skill rate.

"I can't believe you think of me as useless, always yelling at me................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"The idea is going backwards, you!?

I'm sure you'll live! Besides you, I don't want to entrust the foreman with this.

"Ugh... I'm glad... I'm so happy I'm not going to sleep tonight......"

"I'm not sure about that emotion... but don't you ever hate it? They yell at me every day."

"You don't like it?... that I, Lady Tracy?

Nene opens her eyes wide red stained with tears, exposing herself to a surprising look that sees what is unlikely enough for Nara's Great Buddha to stand up and do a moonwalk.

And on that face spreads emotions similar to anger.

"Don't be ridiculous! Never in my life have I neglected Lady Tracy! Instead, I just wanted to thank you for keeping me around like this all the time...... I've never thought about it, thought about it, or gone crazy!

It's very temperamental.

Too serious eyes have something impatient, full of force that's going to be said like, "If you pull the joke out, I'm going to smash you to death".

Denial of the whole body and spirit.

Nene truly admires Tracy.

That doesn't seem wrong.

"But isn't it hard to be yelled at?

"If it's hard, I'm letting Lady Tracy do that, my impudence."

"But there would also be unreasonable reprimands, wouldn't there?

"Irrational means unjustifiable behavior. Lady Tracy thinks for me, and in those words, with her voice, she points out the part of me that is not even mine - has it never been more sensible?

I mean, have you never been unreasonably reprimanded or anything like that?... This guy, are you serious?

This is Japan, and if I was a consultant driven by the eradication of power harassment in a company, and Nene was a person in that company, I might have thought that he was standing by and making such remarks and running for preservation.... but this guy's eyes are serious themselves.

I assume that the environment I have been kept in is' normal ', renouncing what I suspect because it is... no, I guess I have lived without even thinking about it.

These guys, who have lived in unusual synchronous phenomena since childhood, seem to abandon "having their own opinions" or "taking suspicion of others" anyway.

Is that 'normal' for these guys...

It's like, elementary school purity.

I don't do what my teacher told me not to do. Those who break the rules are rebelled as "bad guys," and do not question such a response.

It is important to teach the rules as a group before personality sprouts, and when it is insufficient, it becomes a person lacking in morality.

But on the contrary, if you kill individuals and force them too much to be a group, they risk shredding their important ability to think for themselves.

That's the Mahl Hall in the 29th arrondissement, people like the supply candidates.

I can only accept the answers as per the manual and can't handle the irregular.

Nene must be one of those 'BU' youths, too.

"Nene. You don't want Tracy yelling at you or anything?

"I think about it every day." I want to be the perfect superintendent so that Lady Tracy doesn't have to pay attention, "he said."

...... yeah. It's like the reason you don't want to be yelled at is separate from what I'm saying.

I didn't know you wouldn't engage this far.

But you don't want to be yelled at.

Then you can say that Tracy's wishes match Nene's.

Well, we need consciousness reform on both sides to make that wish come true.

Tracy has a bad habit of yelling at her habit even where she doesn't have to be angry.

Nene has made it a top priority not to get angry, and a bad habit of staring at the other person's complexion.

If we take advantage of the excessive nature of the synchronous phenomenon engraved into these guys' bodies, we might be able to manage that, too.

If we put that vice in an environment where there's no room for a peek at his face... if we can make him realize that an environment where there's no vice is normal... these vices could disappear from the ground up.

It's worth a try.

You succeeded in making me look "cute" when I was the subject of fear.

As long as the environment is in place, I'm sure...

"Shall I give you what you want?

"What...?

So that Tracy doesn't have to yell at me - I just peek into someone else's complexion and, conversely, correct the irresponsible things that are buying me discomfort.

I know where I can do that.

I'll help you.

But listen to your sincere wishes and make your wishes come true. You have to be prepared for the right reward.

"Also, sorry!... I'm glad you're feeling it."

"Uh... are you willing to say no?

"Ha, yes...... to be honest, I would love to be reborn to myself who will definitely cooperate and not strain Lady Tracy right now................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................."

Because they don't trust you?

Is the bad impression at the big food tournament affecting you?

Rarely, when I reached out to him myself, he paid for it.

The reason for this is that the hell...

"We are heard by Lord Ricardo, lord of District 41. Master Oba does not treat anyone below the E Cup as a person and is not convinced unless all the rewards are from a boob-derived service!

"Ooh, Estella. Why don't you stop by District 41 on your way home? I just had to go punch one fucking lord over there."

"Heh, that's an odd encounter. I just wanted to bust the guy."

"We will serve you, Master Yashiro, Master Estella"

"Oh, um... is someone okay if I don't stop them?

Me, Estella, Natalia's will matches, whereas Tracy shows some confusion.

Stop? Why?

That asshole lord over there doesn't seem to know unless he tightens it properly once. This is kind, in a way.

But well, you can always go hit Ricardo, so as to put it behind you...

"Tracey, can't we make time someday?

"Time, is...?

"Ah. It's about a night or two, is it possible to open the 27th arrondissement?

"Two nights... what the hell are you going to do?

Take the lord out. That and the foreman together.

I have a sense of being pretty unscrupulous.

But these guys can't stay here. To cure the bad habits, we have to take him to that place...

"I want you to come to District 42. I think the accommodation will be in Estella's Hall..."

"I'll make it! Nene, make the adjustments immediately!

"Yes! I'm home!

Wow, I ate it!?

That was a quick decision...

When I asked him if he could take time, he said, "Time is what I make."

But if we can get these guys out, it's this one.

"We don't just need you to come to the 42nd arrondissement, we need you to train to cure your vices. Not tourism."

"Oh, um... what exactly...?

Tracy and Nene look at me once more.

Well, don't look so anxious. I'm not trying to make you do such a difficult thing.

It's just...

"I thought I'd give you a little part-time job."

In a space where it's always hard to form a smiling, angry atmosphere, where you don't have time to get angry enough to move around, use your head, find what you need to do at your will in that place full of smiles and fun chatter and do it precisely, in short, well.

It would be nice if you could work part-time in a place like that for a while.

"Yashiro, could that be..."

Estella, who sensed what I was about to do, asks me half in a hurry, half in a confused face.

Oh, yeah. I think what you're thinking fits.

"I think I'll let Tracy and Nene work at the Yangdu Pavilion"

Humans, animals, harmless, strongest company animals top the list, in that workplace.

"So, but... I can't believe you let other district lords work... and I'm also suspicious that that would cure Mr. Tracy's habits..."

"What are you talking about, Estella?"

You know that, don't you?

"Epilepsy" is such a bad habit, if you work a little at the Yangzhu pavilion, you'll be cured soon.

What the...

"Ginette's favorite is contagious" depression "to others, right?

I flew one confident wink to Estella.

Well, look.

Afterwards, Nene ran off with Tracy... after lunch, that is, from today on, to District 42.