Isekai Sagishi no Consulting

"What are you crying about, my knight?

Rebecca crouches in, peeks into me, and makes a relaxing voice.

You and this right-hand man were taking my spirit so badly!

... I'm tired.

"Right, Bertha. All the men who were on the road until we got here have fainted. Do you know what it is?

"Well, you have no idea"

"I feel sorry for the victims who fed on my minisca!

Bertha still wears a deep red mini skirt. Raw feet. Every now and then, whenever my skirt's hem seemed to turn in the wind, I was driven by the urge to scream into the sky. "It's not unnecessary!" -.

"But oh, my knight. As promised - I didn't expect to see you this soon..."

Hmm, Rebecca laughs in a good mood.

"Aren't my knights snooping at me?

"Hahaha, that's awesome funny, District XXIV gag"

How do you know what a showa word is for a young girl like this?... I know, you're the tea eye for "Forced Translation Magic," again anyway.

"Heh heh, my knight is cute. I have a favorable feeling about that. You can be happy."

"Thank you."

It's love. I summoned Rebecca to talk about love... I don't know.

I'm nine years old and I look five.

"Who likes that ~" or something, it just makes me feel like I'm listening to relatives' toddler girl bullshit.

It's hard to talk to this guy about seriously falling in love with swollen.

"My knight. You can hang out with him if you want!

"You're not bugging me with that look of a surprise statement!

What you call "play," though, is play, hide-and-seek!

"Oh, uh, Mr. Rebecca..."

Estella interrupts the conversation by subtly tapping off the hand I barely reached over the head of the 'tiny' fucking kid.

... It hurts plain.

"Do you think about the future or something? Like this, for example... marriage or something?

"I'd like to try before it's too late."

Rebecca pointing to Bertha while saying 'it's too late'.

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.

"Ho ho... My spring may be just around the corner."

A curse wink flew in from Bertha dyeing her cheeks in plum color, so she dodges it with Inabaugher.... It was dangerous. If I hadn't seen the ano movie, I might have hit it straight. You don't know what's going to help the world.

"Do you have any conditions or anything you want from the person you're married to?

"What? Is Estella interested in Washi's view of marriage?

"Eh, ah, no, look! Love bananas are fun?

"Hmm! I am! I knew I should be as fond of girls as I am of love banas! That's Estella! You know what I mean!

"haha......"

I can see Estella's spirit exhausted with words of convenience on the spot.

Well, no offense, so I guess it's no problem......... that could be the first step toward a con artist, hey... come on.

"Nevertheless, when we get married, we have a lot of problems."

"Problem?"

"Uhm."

Let the rabbit ears jump so hard that Rebecca makes a hard looking face that doesn't even look like a rugged look for a toddler.

"In my case, I need to find my son-in-law to take over this factory."

"... ah"

Estella's mouth opens wide and her upset eyes look here.

... right. Rebecca is the number one Koji factory.

I'm not in a position to go to my wife.

............... If I let Fillman know, he's going to throw out the lord, easily.

"Heck, whatever the marriage is! I don't know if you're interested in dating or anything!?

Oops!?

Estella sent you ahead with a tough problem!?

How dare you roll the son-in-law issue into smoke and let me hang out with Fillman for now!?

Sure, we might be able to settle our troubles with 'BU' before the problems of marriage are exposed...... then there will definitely be disaster on us later.

The problem with postponing it is that it can become more troublesome, more troublesome, and more pressing on itself at unpleasant times.

"I'm not interested in seeing you..."

Rocking his rabbit ears loosely, Rebecca says it off with a noonday OL-like trick.

"I don't think we've met."

... I'm nine years old, this guy.

Whatever you're talking about, I only have feelings.

"If you even go to the sandbox, you'll be rolling around, meet"

You guys are old enough to be friends as soon as you say a word or two.

"I'm not interested in children who are obsessed with playing in the sand."

Hey, this is nine! You look five!

"At least five or more are older. I'm older than I am."

"Five!?

Estella's eyes were like, "KIUPI!" and shine.

No, it's true that Fillman is fourteen years old and he's five on Rebecca!

Amongst the various negative elements, there was just one item that matched.

It's a total loss, this.

"I prefer to be about forty to fifty years younger!

"Shut up, Bertha. And there's plenty of thickness."

Your imaginary sole is not 'love', it's 'hunting'.

"Yashiro, what do we do?

Under these unfavourable circumstances, Estella has slapped me in the ear.

No, "what am I going to do"...

Estella continues to say the words in the voice she's been there for, thinking what an answer she's given.

"In the meantime, do you want to ask?

"Ask, what?

"Someone I like"

Rebecca has someone she likes...... there are signs like that.

A thoughtful man to be in church. The kind of man Rebecca would want to meet for a reason...... if that was the one person she was singling out.

Should I just be clear there before Fillman gets here?

If they talk about their love for a different man in front of them... Fillman could be summoned to heaven on this occasion.

"Well, why don't you just ask"

"Right."

Me and Estella agreed.

First, ask Fillman a question in confidence.

After that....................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

That's okay, nothing. Fillman broke his heart.

If you punch a period in unfulfilled love and get excited about lordship with it, Donis will be in a better mood too.

If you can console the heartbreaking pain to the daughters of the many potential bridesmaids... oh, it's all kind of fitting round!

All right! Let's do this!

Fillman, you, get the fuck out of here!

For us!

"Estella. Think of words of encouragement"

".................. I knew you were thick..."

Estella must have come to the same idea as me.

Guilt is seeping into bitter laughter.

But I can't stomach it on my back.

Fillman needs Donnis to help us in the future, just to be there.

Make it a top priority for Donis to get in a better mood.

So don't cry, Fillman.

The wound of love is the pain of youth. You should go through it.

"All you have to do is take care to keep the wound as deep as possible."

"Right. Mr. Donati would be pissed off if he became irreversible."

"If you keep it enough to plug it in for a while..."

"..." Mr. Donati is the only one who can inspire him and walk into the future together. "

"That's what I'm talking about"

The two of us are masterful, and we snort at each other.

My stomach is set.

Farewell, Fillman!

"Hey, Rebecca. You, to the church..."

"Noh. Why isn't Natalia hiding out there?

"... Huh?

Looking back, I don't see Natalia.

... but Rebecca is definitely pointing to the horn where Natalia and the others are lurking.

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"Natalia's a funny guy, too, so I don't like eagles. I've been calling you."

"Oh... you know, Natalia..."

"What, Estella? Could it have been a fight?

"Yes, no... especially not like that..."

Then go get him.

"What!?

"It's funnier with you."

"Oh, hey, Mr. Rebecca!?

Pimp - and Rebecca rushes to the corner where Natalia is lurking in her dancing footsteps.

By the time Estella looked back to call it off, Rebecca had already reached the corner.

Rabbit girl, you're fast!?

When he rushes after him, there's Natalia with a surprising look on her face, Rebecca with a smiley face, and Fillman, who suddenly thinks people are coming and freezing in front of him.... Hey, Fillman, are you alive?

"What, hide and seek? Actually, I'm a hide-and-seek genius! If that's what you want, you can deal with it."

Natalia smiles bitterly and turns her gaze here.

Rarely, he asks me for help.

"Ahhh... Actually, I was thinking I'd surprise Rebecca, but just didn't Rebecca catch on? Too bad."

"Ha-ha. How sweet of you to surprise me. I'm a sensible adult woman."

Rather, Rebecca laughs in a good mood.

In the meantime, I'll lift it up and leave this situation to nagging. Your child is easy to get on and helpful.

In that gap, I said to Fillman, "Are you okay?" Turn your gaze.

Apparently he noticed that, Fillman lifts his hands wide and makes an "O" over his head to draw a circle - so his arms passed overhead, shaping a large "X" in front of his chest.... Can't you do that?

It opens and closes when my mouth is puffy without meaning. Sounds like carp... "Just for love"? It's weird.

"Hmm? Who's that boy over there?

"-!?

Rebecca leans her torso sideways and peeks into Fillman, who was hiding behind Natalia's back.

My hair touched and drooped, and my long rabbit ears wobbled.

As soon as possible, Fillman approached us sharply as he crawled through the ground in a crusty motion like an arthropod. Hide behind my back and cling to my hips as I cling.... You don't touch women only, do you?

"What, are you nervous?

"Oh, looks like it"

That's for the gutter, too.

"Hmm. If you put a big guy like me in front of you, you can't help it. You have nothing to be ashamed of, boy."

... No, boys are older than you.

The little big man flutters with dignity and proudly rocks his rabbit ear. My nose is full.

Well, I wonder what's wrong with this situation where everything has been ruined... and when I think about it, my hips got stuck.

Looking back, Fillman gives me a bunch of notes.

There, it said, 'Ask me a lot of questions'.

……… Written talk?

"Ahhh... Rebecca. This guy wants to get along with you."

"Whoa? Really? But I don't know if I can say it myself, but he's a very illuminating boy."

"Well, you're nervous. Why, Rebecca's a superstar."

"Oh!? Really? Really?!? No, that's right! I guess the aura is a little too much! Well, if my knight says so, there's nothing you can't get along with. Ha, ha!

Rebecca, who loves to be praised, doesn't care about details when she's in a good mood.

All right, let's get him on more and more at this rate.

- and his hips are stuck again and a notebook from Fillman is given away.

"Why are you calling me away? What are you, my knight? (Anger) '

..................... Oh, I did. Until earlier, I was careful, but I completely forgot because of the sudden change in things.... I don't know.

In the meantime, I turn my face to Fillman to make excuses... so that I can't tell you a secret story in front of Rebecca.

When I tried to talk to Estella in front of Rebecca, she was out of line.

So I took a pen and a bunch of notes from Fillman, and I wrote letters there.

'That's what I dare you to call her to open your nostrils. It's an operation, never mind.'

Even if you read my notes, I'm going to turn a jittery gaze.

... If it weren't for drawing Donnis into your side, you could just abandon such a fucking troublesome man...

"Hey, Rebecca. We're gonna be friends forever, aren't we?

"Uhm! Whatever happens, we're friends!

When you exchange words like that, the fillman behind you breaks up with each other easily understandable.

Yes, yes. It's okay, it's okay.

You can rest assured that you will not progress to a relationship that is more than "friends" because "all the way ahead".

Though... you're not even that 'friend'.

I don't know, this "eye to eye, spoken to, we're getting along so well!" Such a satisfied face... this guy, it's the end of the line.

"So, what's the boy's name? If you want to get along, you don't have to remember."

Rebecca, who only remembers the names of those she likes, says she remembers them for the first time.

I'm so glad Fillman made his first impression... not by any means, but because he's someone we know, I guess.

And stick your hips together and tilt a bunch of notes.

"I'm Filman Donati. As dawn as possible on my next lord, but I also like to exercise, and I am confident in short walks. My hobby is to write poems. '

... Say it yourself, that's about it.

"Ahhh... this guy is named Filman Donati and he is the son of the nephew of the current lord. So, now I'm studying to be my next lord, and I like to exercise, and I'm confident in short walks."

"Yashiro... I know you worked hard, but I had an unconscious tongue slap once."

Estella points me out, but I don't remember anything.

Well, it leaks like a tongue punch. I don't have a choice. Specifications.

When I'm being attacked by a dall heavy tiredness as if I've been stuffed with lead in my belly, Fillman comes stuck on my hips again.

On the note I was given...

"My hobby is to write poems."

... I dared cut there at my discretion. Because you're the only one who thinks that's a plus.

If you're a writer, I'm an editor.

Sometimes the writer says, "This is handsome!" I blindly believe my thoughts, "but listen honestly to what the editor has to say, because most things are" aitatatatatatataa "instead of not if you look at them objectively.

Third party opinions are valuable.

"My hobby is to write poems."

So I decide to ignore this mess.

"If you're good at it, you're good at it. Well, you can do it next time."

Gatspaws can be put up high behind me.

... I was wondering if you could do it without pinching me.

And a bunch of notes chirali from hipster.

"Talk, cheer up!

… Campe, AD. There's plenty of impotence.

That's not true. Don't even notice the aura, which involves Estella and Natalia, starting with me. Fillman will at least write the next sentence on his note.

"The place where you are is full of light, and my eyes are blinded. You're too dazzling.

I still want to stare at you.

Even if this eye goes blind, I'll stare at you with my heart's eyes

To bring a little closer to the person you deserve.

I will look desperately in the blinding light... '

…………………….

"Rebecca. What's your favorite type?

Well, in summary, this would be the place, yeah.

"Mmmm!? After all, you care about me, my knight?

"No, that's not what I meant..."

Looking back for a moment, Fillman wrote on his note, "The flame of resentment scorches me..." and so I quickly tear it apart.

"Li, Mr. Rebecca, he's a superstar, so we're all concerned. Rebecca's favorite type of man."

"Right. Because celebrity love stories go hand in hand with information paper."

Estella and Natalia's combined play gives me a good follow up.

Such a nice assist put me on how well Rebecca was.

"Oh well. Right. That's not a popular topic, even for information paper. That's what I read first."

"Do you like Rebecca, too, informative paper?

"Regardless, Estella! Whatever it is, I've been sponsoring information paper since then!

Oh, my God.

Was this the sponsor? Of course, I think it's one of more than one.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the largest of the "BU". Hit it and put it on to sponsor. Don't follow me, the editorial section of the info paper.

"Now let's do an interview, assuming it's on that information paper."

Natalia takes notes and pens out of her nostalgia and hits Rebecca with questions for acting like a reporter.

"What type of man do you prefer?

"Uh-huh, well... suddenly I'm in trouble even if they ask me."

Though illuminated, Rebecca grins slightly with joy.

You like this.

"I like a nice man with a nice voice because he's just a little eary.... Oh, don't tell anyone about this! It's just a secret."

Cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha.

I like your ears...... I see.

And hipster for the first time.

I have confidence in my voice!

Well, talk to me!

Give me that kind of brush talk or something. Bye!

I just decided to ignore it and stare at the two people who do reporter tricks.

Natalia continues her assault coverage by stuffing Guru and Rebecca.

"Brrr, are there any men who are currently concerned?

"Uh, why don't we just talk about that? It's embarrassing."

"Okay, fine."

"Wait a minute! That's more like it!

Rarely, Rebecca has the best scratch.

Well, I honestly feel like "I don't care about anything".

"Bye! All the way! Who cares about men!?

"Yes.......................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

I knew it.

Me and Estella gazed from either side and shook their heads quietly.

That's what we expected.

Gently check the back...

"Oh, is that right, me? That's right! 'Cause you kept staring all the way!' There was a fillman with a glittering grin showing incredible positive synchronization.... You're lying, dude. You were just spying on me. Where does that gush from, that confidence?

"By the way... what place did you get attracted to?

"Oh, that's..."

In front of me, Starr's romance scoop is still going on.

... What shall I do?

Front and back, he sounds like an asshole. What, this situation?

"Whisper..."

"Whisper?"

"Uhm... I don't know, like this... when they say 'cute' or 'I like' in a whispering voice... the back of my ear is creaking and mumbling. Bye."

When I heard Rebecca say that,... my expression fell out of Fillman's face.

The whisper is all over my ear...

"I've never whispered in my ear," he wrote on Filman's face.

And I said, "Uh... could it be me... not?".

............... Wow, something feels like an awfully unwinding aura. From behind.

Darkness, shadow, darkness, cloudiness... what is it, even in the ritual of the Resurrection of the Demon God behind my back?

"Sayaki, maybe? Sasaki, look, if you bake it, it will be fragrant..."

"... Yashiro. That's too much."

Estella mercilessly cuts off my hard work following.

Idiot, you need to keep it up here somehow...

- Unexpectedly, my hips get stuck and poked.

Looking back at the signs of nausea, a note was given.

There...

"I'm going on a journey. Don't look. '

"No, wait! That's because it's a letter to be discovered after you leave! No, you're not, you're not. Relax, Fillman!

When I saw Fillman's face, I snuggled with tears and snot.

Wouldn't be so shocked!?

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Leaking his breath like he'd never even heard of it, Fillman rushes out.

And then he runs away with tears scattered with handsome feet that don't look like a noble boy.

... without even crying.

"Estella, we're going after you!

"Oh yeah! I'm sorry, Mr. Rebecca! I'm coming to see you again!

"Sounds kind of tough. You got it. Next time you're gonna play hide-and-seek!

"Yeah! I promise! Bye!"

"Oh, and don't worry, my knight's been ignoring me for so long, because I'm going to dispose of Bertha from Minisca accurately over here."

"It helps! It helps!

As a matter of fact, Bertha has been silently appealing to me ever since I moved in front of the gate.

Flip the hem of the minisca, look through the thigh line with your fingers, wink.......................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... He's the one you shouldn't see... possessed.

With all the chaos out of that place, we left at full speed.

And chase Fillman running forward.

We have to catch him somehow!

If he's on a journey, how angry Donnis will be...

We kicked our feet on the ground and increased our speed.

Without slowing down, turn the corner approaching in front of you -

"Oops...........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"Stamina, less!?

Just around the corner, Fillman was squatting.

Is my stomach acid even refluxing, holding my mouth with a bright blue face? In the middle of winter, the indoor dog is also shivering with puffiness all the time.

You weren't good at this, were you?

Work out more, you aristocratic boy.

"... in the meantime, take him to the museum"

"Yes, sir."

"Oh, uh, I can touch a woman because... oops!

Fillman, who is still committed to this period.

Estella and Natalia are staring at me with their hands up.

... Yep, I'll carry it?...................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"I'll carry you, promise you won't make a scene when you get back to the hall"

…………

"If you say no, Natalia will carry you while she leaks her sexy exhale"

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

Natalia is high profile enough to be on the info paper.

If they did that, there would be rumors in an instant.

Fillman reluctantly agreed and took the fall on my back.

".................. Riveca..........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"... yeah, damn... seriously depressing"

Fillman kept crying all the time on my back.

It turned out to be the worst I had ever assumed.

I was going to make sure this didn't happen...... Philman's troubles were unexpectedly annoying and what made him better along the way is the cause of his defeat?... and Bertha's appearance also put a lot of weight on my spirit. It is no exaggeration to say that you have lost your normal mind because of me.

Anyway, this love was destined to be scattered from the beginning.

Positively, then, it would be a good idea to encourage the heartbreak man on his back to focus his awareness on the lord.

The sound of whimpering and rinsing up the whimpers you hear all the time.

Such a noise stopped inadvertently.

I looked around to see what it was, and there was a meat pie shop in front of me with a sign saying 'Benari Bakery'.

I see. Some people realize the usefulness of the "sign bearing the name of the store" even in the 24th Ward? You've never seen anything other than a Yangdu pavilion.

... not.

"Bena 'Rebecca' Lee"...

Fillman... you are seriously ill.

"... Mr. Rebecca..."

Such a weak voice... damn... just for a moment, I thought, "I don't know if I can do something about it".