Isekai Sagishi no Consulting

Ha... he's here.

Fillman, who had a big heartbreak, "... I will think seriously about the future" when he returned to the hall, and stuck it in his room.

Due to its exquisite rhetoric and unprecedented seriousness, Donnis was in a good mood to make a convenient mistake 'for us'.

"Then I was right to leave it to you! When Fillman's answer comes out, let's have a feast together"... What did he say?... "When the answer comes out"... even if the worst answer comes out, do we have to have a feast together, "Judgement of the Spirit"?

"In my experience, a presumptive runaway pureboy torn into his first love is something that's stuck in a pretty good time shell and immersed in the 'lonely self (a mode no one understands about me) abandoned from the world'.... I'd say we still have time"

"Is that a rule of thumb?

"You think I'd do such a sentimental thing? Time is money, isn't it? I've seen some acquaintances."

Back in middle school, a small number of people had the same disease as Fillman.

As far as I know, there's only one guy whose first love came true. One of them, a few months after dating out, was also broken down by a personality mismatch (a fierce divergence from the ideal image he held on his own).

That's how the people who tore it were depressed without leaking. Regardless of the degree of difference.

"I've seen friends like that, so did you feel sorry for Mr. Fillman?

"Silly. It's not for him, it's for the 42nd arrondissement - and then you act for me."

"You did. That's how you behave."

... Shit.

A windy mouth I found out...

"So, what are you going to do when you see him?

Estella looks up at the tall fence in front of her and says:

"Well... I wonder what's going on"

"Is that a no-plan?

You bet. I didn't expect this to happen.

Even if I could read that Fillman was fraught and heartbroken, I couldn't have predicted that any god in the world would take action to revitalize Fillman.

I'm the most surprised.

"Anyway, I'm here. Rebecca thinkers."

We came to the church in District 24.

I'm letting Natalia keep an eye out for Fillman not to serve up anything stupid.

Specifically...... don't start playing your own heartbreak song. If I could do such a song, I would be sure to hear it. Visible. Don't stop me! - I'm telling Natalia.

... Well, I don't think it would make my life crude, just in case.

"Let's just go in"

"... right"

We weren't just stopping in front of the church because we were discouraged by our current self, who was acting out for nothing as Fillman.

Because the heavy red iron gates are holding us back.

Heavy red iron gateway on a trembling high wall.

The church in District XXIV was what a closed-door setting it was like to shut out outsiders.

"Wasn't church a social place where you don't refuse to come, you don't reject what you can get, and you rip off your bullshit from someone you're not going to pay for?

"You can agree with the first of the three. I'll leave the two behind as a no-comment for protection."

That's stupid. I guess the two back there are the essence of the church.

But this church is too unusual.

This is like...

You're a bartender.

Sounds like a small town.

Estella and I split opinions.

"Aren't you strictly guarded against escape?

"I think they're keeping outsiders out of it. Because it's not the criminals who are in this, but the priests and those who are in their shelter."

"I'd get out of here without waiting half a day."

If I get locked up in a place like this, something in me will be purified.

"What are you so vigilant about?

"I don't even know. Unlike my father, I've never been to this city before."

Estella has become a lord and the sun is shallow.

He also seemed to have greeted the neighborhood, but said he had just sent word of a change of lord in a letter to the distant neighborhood.

"Ah, but. I went to Wangdu. If you don't say hello in person, it's a lot worse."

And Estella, who speaks with a little pride.

Are you so proud to meet a king?

"Then Estella looks familiar with the royal family. Let me introduce you next time."

"Well, you can't. You won't have ears to listen to, and I'm not willing to keep you close to the King's Capital at the moment.... to keep District 42 from vanishing."

He's flying a little hateful wink.

Oh, my God. You think I'm gonna meet the royal family or you're gonna get into a fight?

Stupid, you wouldn't do that, would you?

I'll just borrow your money for a little bit of a scam.

"In the meantime, let's meet Sister. Even if the gates are closed, the Church will not reject the faithful."

Without saying what will happen to me, who is not a believer, I approach the red iron gate following Estella.

It's not a huge portal like the outer gate, just a little bigger than my back length, but it still looks heavy enough.

It would be a pain in the ass to open and close something like this and go out.

While I was thinking about that, Estella banged the door knocker that was hanging next to the iron gate.

The tall sound of metal bumping into each other rings.

"Which is it?

Above the iron gate, there is a small window just in the area that hits the line of sight, where the woman's eyes peek from inside.

Similar to Estella, red eyes stare at this one.

It's about the size of an apartment newspaper, so it makes me feel so peeked in... a little uncomfortable.

That's a touchy bee alert.

"Nice to meet you. My name is Estella Claremona. Is it possible to have them inside?

Floating Lord Smile for the first time, Estella greets him smartly.

But the eyes across the peep window were surprisingly cloudy, and after looking at Estella and me in turn, they faintly turned away a word of rejection.

"I'm sorry, but there's no way I'm letting an outside person on the property. Pick it up."

"Huh...?

Pathan and the peep window close.

What a shame, and a cold thrust.

At first glance, you refused... a high-format kiosk.

You're telling me I can't get in without your introduction, Mr. Great?

"Oh, um, excuse me!

Estella hits the door knocker again.

"... what is it?

Suspicious eyes appear across the peek window again.

They'll come out if you call them. I don't know how many more times that will work either.

Estella understands that, too, and tries to persuade her carefully.

"You know, I'm the lord of District 42, and I'm currently interrupting the hall of Mr. Donati, the lord of District 24. I wanted to talk to you."

"Now talk to me in the lord's hall. … then."

"Wait!

Estella tells her to curl and stand up quickly in her surprising eyes trying to break the story if there is a gap.

"Before I met Mr. Donati, I also met Mr. Rebecca Whitehead at the Koji plant. I wanted to ask you a few questions in that connection. This is related to Mr. Donati as well, so could you please manage to listen to me!?

We're acting for the 24th arrondissement - Estella complains.

If the name of the lord and the coyote artisan were given, any resident of the twenty-fourth district would be cooperative.

Well, all the more so if that is an organization like the Church, an equal and merciful and pre-built chunk.

... and I thought.

"... did Rebecca say something to you... then we won't be able to see you again. Welcome home."

Ruthlessly, the peep window was closed.

"……………………………"

Just because I don't understand, I get a discouraged voice that I've never even heard from Estella's throat.

I dropped my shoulder and stared at a closed peep window for a while.

Nevertheless...... those eyes distorted the moment I mouthed Rebecca's name...... I felt what a difficult emotion to say.

But it wasn't "disgust" or "scorn," - it looked like a shade of "confusion" or "sorry."... Well, it's hard to judge exactly by the color of your eyes alone.

"... what shall we do?

Estella looks back at this one in a pitiful outfit with a round back.

If this happens, even Donnis pulls it and forcibly breaks through it with a lord's order...

"Can I ask Mr. Donati to write me a reference, too?

"No, then you should be able to be a little more responsive at the time you give Donnis his name. As far as that reaction is concerned, we're not going to be able to move it with the Lord's power."

"Then give me more power... royalty, or something?

"Sure, I've seen your face, but I'm not close enough to say anything strange about your face..." Estella starts to say bumps and sobs.

I may have to ask if it's a royal order...... but it's more bone to move a royal for this.

Because it's better to think of an authority that can move us now......................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"You have a letter of introduction."

"Huh?"

I was totally lost, but I was getting a proper reference.

The reference is still firmly in my nostalgia.

My jacket was meticulously constructed so that I could carry important documents without leaving my skin.

I don't feel uncomfortable putting a letter in my pocket because of an improvement that also emphasizes comfort.

Thanks to you, I totally forgot.

When I take the letter out of my pocket, I see a delightful color on Estella's face.

"Oh, that time!

Yes. This is a reference that Bertina used to write to me saying, "I have a Sister who's being kind to me".

Maybe he let me purposefully have a letter of introduction assuming this would happen.

If you're a Sister of the same Spirit Church, it might work better than a royal reference.

Well, all the more so if you're a sincere Sister.

Japan has a long tradition of these words.

"All my friends are friends"

The circle of friends is something to spread to the world.

You should be able to do this.

Again, this time quite intentionally, Estella hits the door knocker.

Peek window that opens three times.

Every time it opens, the peeping eyes increase in surprise.

"............... Anything yet?

"Actually, I'm depositing a letter from Sister that we're kind enough to offer. Can't you wish for a first reading?

It's sealed with wax, so we can't check inside.

But Bertina would be encouraging us to help.

No way, it would be just content like "send me another delicious miso"................... I want to believe that I don't.

Surprisingly, someone across the Iron Gate, who had received a letter from the peep window, closed the peep window once. I guess I'm reading a letter across the Iron Gate.

... Please, Bertina.

Did such prayer go through, the iron gate, which was tightly closed, slowly opened with the heavy noise.

"I didn't know Mr. Bertina's acquaintance, and I behaved rudely. Please forgive me."

Beyond the iron gate, which was opened for only one person, one girl bows her head with a pebble.

Above his lowered head, his piggy ears were shaking.

"My name is Sophie Whitehead, Sister of the Twenty-Four District Church"

"Whitehead...... no way?

Look at the girl who showed up, Estella turns her eyes round.

The girl's hair, as the name suggests, was beautiful white, shining in the light.

And somewhat resembles Rebecca.

"Yes, I'm the sister of Koji artisan Rebecca Whitehead."

Usa ears shake a little over Sophie's head telling her that in embarrassment.

... one of those ears was bent from the middle.

At first glance, it looks like Bunny Girl's ears and adorable... but those broken ears never lifted, and they didn't look very much like they were doing so deliberately for cuteness and adoration.

"Ah... is that these ears"

To be ashamed, "You still care," Sophie strokes her broken ear.

"I fell from the heights a few years ago, and it broke. I don't have any pain, but my hearing..."

Eh heh, grin sadly.

Neighbor Estella was holding her chest tight.

"I have read your letter from Mr. Bertina and understand who you are. I trust you."

I don't know what it said, but you seem to be trusted a lot, Bertina is. I can't believe I can make you rethink your thoughts so far with just a letter.

I was surprised when I was peeking this way through the peep window. The color completely disappeared and Sophie's eyes were full of enclosed kindness.

A red eye that looked like a warning color paints a gentle arc.

"Then you can let me in."

"Yes, where there is nothing, we welcome it"

Sophie hands the Iron Gate door with a deep bow.

... I don't think it weighs enough to open or close with such a thin arm...... Still bullshit, Beastman.

"But there's only one thing I'd like you to keep in mind before you invite me"

The door is open.

But Sophie, standing in front of her, is holding her hand at the iron gate, making it look like she's passing through.

Staring straight at us, Sophie tells us with a serious face.

"This church is protected by a large number of wounded subhumans. Therefore, it has been decided that whoever is outside without permission should not be allowed to creep through this gate."

"Wounded..."

Almost simultaneously with Estella's whining, nature and gaze turn to Sophie's ears.

It's just a city stained with subhuman contempt. How much gaze can be directed at the wounded... don't even hate to imagine.

"Everyone has a kind heart, but they are very alert to others, and in some cases they may work disrespect for both of you… but I'm sure I can't blame that disrespect"

Whatever happens inside, I can't take responsibility.

Still going in? - And they seem to be asking.

"I also believe that this is not the case only with you two… if you seem to treat the children of the Church unfairly, and make inappropriate remarks…"

Sophie quietly tries to wrap her jacket around.

Sophie had a smaller mace on her hips that she could hold with one hand.

"… I trust you both"

"You can rest assured there."

Covering Sophie's entire body is the strained air when Bertina shows extreme vigilance. Compared to Bertina's, the force drops a few steps... but nevertheless, the temper to risk your life to protect your body has passed too far enough.

There is something in this that I want to protect so much by now.

Sophie's determination must be as robust as this iron gate.

"Okay, come in. I understand that you are offended… I apologize for the overlap"

"We don't care. Instead, I even think of Sister like you as great. Hey, Yashiro."

"Well."

"Hehe...... thank you. That's the people that Bertina recognized."

What is Bertina like to Sophie?

He's going to say, "He's a good guy," no matter who he is.

"Please enter the gate and wait. Because you will not be able to close this gate. And when you two move on... you could be attacked."

As Sophie instructs, stop ahead through the gate.

... Are you even veterinarizing that they're coming at you? Magda when she bestialized it was pretty wild too, but is there plenty of that here?

Make a noisy noise and the iron gate closes.

And it was tightly locked with a giant, steel-like jar.

I see. Oh, you can't break in a little softly. I don't care about Estella.

"Come on, come here. Delicious fruit tea."

Walk about after Sophie with a gentle smile amid the tension of being walked round her waist through Savannah.

The grounds of the church seemed to be quite large, and a narrow trail led from the gate to a considerable length.

The trees that grow on both sides cover them, like a little forest.

There is a church ahead, where the wild-flavoured Orcs live without a herd..................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

Anyway, let's keep our minds tight enough.

That's how we got out of the woods.

A wounded young Beast clan strikes without a herd.

No hesitation, full force raid.

"Come on, you little shit!

"" "" "" Ha-ha-ha!

Whether you peel or peel, another kid hugs you from next to next.

Inside, he even jerked off the kid with his fingers stuck in his nose, the kid with the cancho, and the kid with the very delicate part as an eagle.

Kids who are not in such a position need not hesitate to punish them, and they do not need to have any hesitation in enforcing their sentences.

"Ugh!

"Yakoro is here!

"Yacha! Sprinkle!

"Horn me up!

"Screw it up already -!

... Which one of you is serving your sentence... you're too tough, you kids!

Damn...... more stamina than the kids in District 42 Church...... because they are all Beasts? Over there, there were a few people.

Kid x Beast Nation = Endless Stamina & Power.

I'm not a human fat opponent.

I didn't know sixteen people would...

"It's amazing... I can't believe I miss those kids so much. That too, in such a short time."

"Yashiro is very popular with kids wherever they go."

At a table served in the garden, Sophie and Estella talk as they gracefully rinse the tea. … help me, Estella. And Sister here. You, I'm guessing, are these guys' amulets.

"Yacha!

"Yacha!

"Ya-chiro!

"Yachiro!

"Do it."

"Yashishi!

"Noooo! Don't crowd! And there's one more kid in there who's very calm. When? You're very polite."

The kids that flock are always turning this guy into a hungry beast for play with a full smile on his face.

He with no arms, prosthetic legs, one eye clouding bright white...

This guy always has painful wounds. Some girls have big burn marks on their faces.

But he's always laughing with pleasure.

I'm sure that inside this church is a peaceful space for these guys.

"These are the children gathered here from all districts."

Listening to Sophie as she ignores the kids' raids.

"The deeply wounded children are deposited in the churches of the districts. Not many parents can take care of a child who loses his or her ability to make money for life."

"I can't blame my parents... but I'm sure they'll miss me."

"Yep... everyone looks lonely every day..."

No, no, Sophie. Look at these guys.

Because it's a great smile. Are you feeling too well and in trouble?

That's not convincing at all.

"Fifty years ago, it was the subpeople - in your words, the Beasts - who were the sisters here, the women. It began when she took over the wounded Beastmen who had lost their way in other districts, and then came here to hand over such Beastmen's sons once they had been deposited in every district."

"It's a church with that role, so the grounds here are so big"

"Yes, a few donations were collected from churches in the districts, and I hear the premises were expanded thirty years ago."

Instead of pushing troublemakers, I gave them money... no, the other way around.

I paid you, so take the troublemakers - I guess so.

In this city, the Beastmen often hold important positions.

Many of them show their heads in weapons with superior skills specific to the Beast Clan.

But a deeply wounded beast tribe cannot exert such power.

I guess when it does, it still makes me peek in the face again. There is an abominable custom of old 'subhuman contempt'.

"What will happen to those kids beyond this?

"In addition to education, we also provide vocational training, so we can also offer good offices to the right profession."

"That's wonderful."

If I could do the math, I'd have a job without one arm.

If the hand is clever, it should be at work with prosthetic legs.

With cooking arms, you will be able to stand alone splendidly, whether you are blind to one eye or have burn marks on your face.

As long as I have a place to accept it.

"Still, a lot of people stay here... and I guess you still have the feeling that the outside world is scary"

A world that rejected itself once.

Return to there may be a bit of a hurdle.

"There are fields and orchards on this church property. Some people chose to work there. And the kids who want to be sisters like me."

That's what Rebecca said. The vegetables here are delicious.

And I was wondering if I'd be able to meet him for a reason, and he said he was here.

But Rebecca can't see the thinker.

This is the church so strictly isolated from the outside world that it may not have a choice either.

"Sophie."

I see the significance of this church.

So now let us serve our purpose.

"In the field here...... Huh!

"Yacha! Wait, wait, wait!

"Better than hanging out, Azabu!

"I'm sorry to bother you, but please leave me alone."

"Asobe!

Before I spoke to Sophie, the kids crushed me.

... so you're so flighty!

And be polite, just one of these!

"Wow! All right! Then we're going to do 'Me Not'!

"" "" What the heck!?

"I'll give you a dozen, and in the meantime, you'll be scattered around and don't hide."

"" "" Won't you?

"Oh, it's a boggling game without hiding until you say I'm good! Want to do it!?

"" "" Do it -!

"Wow, then I'll count -! Yichi, no..."

"" "" Wow!

And so, when I was done counting to ten, the kids started falling asleep and sitting in a pompous, sunny garden.

All right, stay put.

"Yashiro. Why don't you just say 'Hinatako'?

"That's okay, what"

In fact, the kids are having fun.

"Sophie than that. Do me a favor."

"Yes, what is it?

"Will you let me see the guy who works here in the field?

"In the field, is it?

"Oh. No?

"I don't mind..."

And Sophie's ears move so tightly before she runs out.

"Oh, you're just here. He's one of those who works in the field."

Ahead of Sophie pointing, there was a bumpy young man who had just returned from the field.

I'm walking slowly towards this one.

"He suffers from a serious illness and only has about a third of the stamina."

"A third? With a body like that, a field job?

"Yep. At the pace you can. But never lazy, never sweet, never make weak noises. Because I want to send my sister to my hometown, and every day, I work until the limit comes... and I can respect her."

Estella's gaze gently turns this way.

You probably think the same thing as me.

Maybe that guy is the thinker of Rebecca......

"Michelle! May I have a moment?"

When Sophie waves, a man called Michelle waves back.

Was the stamina the limit, my arms weren't up at all.

"... So, Yashiro. How many people do you think he is? I'm a little out of line."

"Well, bugs...... I don't know"

Michelle's face approaching this one was a sole of insects.

Tactile, big eyes and a sticky head.

However, insects are hard to tell by their faces alone.

How many people the hell are there...

"Ooh, Sister. What can I do for you? I'm a little tired, but if you're about to talk, I'll listen to you!

Hmm?

This tone...... somewhere......

"I'll introduce you. He's Michelle, an Abramsian."

"Oh, you're a guest! Nice to meet you!

... Ah!?

"Are you Mokoka's brother?!?

"Hey, how do you know that!?

Mokoka, an Abramsidian exterminator who uses a slightly wild salutation, met in a solamame field in the twenty-ninth district.

I didn't expect to meet that brother in a place like this......... the world is narrow.