Isekai Sagishi no Consulting

"No problem!

Rebecca's voice echoes and Estella's face is easily drawn.

To see that look, I get a glimpse of a grid like, "What do I do... I'm so deaf... should I pretend I can't see it for now".

We are now playing hide-and-seek at the Koji factory, which we visited three times.

It's a friendly match to borrow a breast from Rebecca, who calls herself a 'professional' kanba (hide-and-seek player).

The future of this sport is bleak when only professionals are discovered the moment they look back.

... It's not a sport though.

"All right! Let's find Yashiro first!

"Mmm-hmm!

He received Estella's statement, which ran away from reality, with a convenient interpretation of "It's hard to find a eagle, so don't look for Shilout first", Rebecca said. Leaks a superior voice.... so we'll find out. Don't make a sound.

Though.

Estella, do you think it's that easy for me to find you?

Hiding is a psychological battle that uses your head more than your body... if you can find it, try to find it!

"Ah. That woman craftsman, she has such big tits"

"Seriously!? When!?

"Yes, Yashiro, look."

... this woman...

"'Of the Spirit...'"

"Wait. Look, it's him."

When I look at the one Estella points at,... damn it! Seriously, a beautiful artisan with so big boobs was looking at this one.

"Thank you so much for using your cowardly hands!

"Anger and gratitude are intruding."

The sun is approaching and the area is stained with calm colors.

The craftsmen seem to have some time to get their jobs done. I guess the morning is early and the end time is early.

Rebecca was happy to welcome us back again and again.

Bertha wears her usual work clothes.... Good. My heart is good.

I said, "Don't look better in those clothes," so you won't be wearing a minisca if you're wrong anymore.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................. If it's to protect my life!

"Come on, Yashiro. I need you to help me find Mr. Rebecca."

"You're a ghost, so do your best alone."

I found it when I found it. So, you're definitely gonna bend the navel. It's a 'ghost', including such a troublesome role. If you lose, you have a duty to shoulder that burden.

When I hear our conversation like that, Rebecca's rabbit ears shake.

You think you struggled and adopted a system of cooperation.

… it's painful for me to keep pretending I haven't found it.

Usa ears peeking from the shadow of a stacked crate.

Professionals are well known for their creativity to the point of lurking in the shadows.

"Well, I'm gonna take a look over here, and you're gonna need that crate."

"What!? Why don't you do the opposite?

I ignored Estella's suggestion all the time and tried to walk out...... Usa ears started moving.

... I see.

Rebecca can clearly hear the footsteps of her opponent. So when the ghost approaches, we can move and change where we hide.

If you're serious, maybe you're a pretty tough opponent......... if you're a little more intelligent.

"Damn, I'm not here!

After confirming that Rebecca has moved, Estella peeks into the shadow of the crate.

Currently, the Usa ear is shaking in the shade of a barrel a little further from where Estella is.... So hide it, ears!

"Estella, do you have a minute?"

I don't want to waste any more time on this nonsense. (I'm not saying this because I was spotted early, never)

End the hide by means that Rebecca may not have to bend the navel.

Calling Estella in, diving her voice as much as possible and earring her.

... Listen carefully, Rebecca.

"I'm still not telling you that I'm here to invite Rebecca to a party at the church."

"Isn't that true!?

From across the big barrel, Black Beard also jumps out of Rebecca with a surprise momentum.

"Yes, Rebecca, look."

Point me where you jumped out and tell me so.

"Mm, mmm! Cheats! It's cheating!

"If I hadn't used such cheating hands, I wouldn't have finished."

"Mmm! You're a bad man, my knight! So you lose against the rules!

Here we go. Now we have a win or a loss.

The best way to get this over with is to lose quickly.

However, since cluelessness is likely to touch reverse scales, it is Better to be pronounced a loss in 'Liberal Rule'.

Then, if you make sure your interest moves to the next, say, "Another round!" Prevent. "

"So, is it true what you just said? If you were lying, you wouldn't understand! Stop selling miso to District 42!

Uh-huh, scared.

You're going to wield terrible power with emotion, this guy.

"Oh, did you find out?"

Rebecca proudly breasts "hmmm" at Estella's words, which are too deliberate.

"You can't keep secrets from me!

Your sister had enough delicacy to read the air at that time. Apprentice, little one.

"So! I guess I'll be invited!?

"Rebecca and Bertha, too"

"Right, right! I can't help it, so I'm taking Bertha with me! And when!? Now!?

"No... the date is..."

Pushed by the momentum of Rebecca, Estella asks me for help.

This guy's been relying on me so easily lately... don't think I can get an answer if I turn my gaze... well, I'm going to help him now.

"Actually, I just need a little prep to throw that party."

"What? What are you doing? I'll help you, too, so get ready soon!

Because of my sister's love, Rebecca's eyebrows seem to distort.

You really missed me...

"Well, if you'll cooperate, it'll help. Actually, I came here for a favor."

"What? Money? Power?

... with a scary remark in his face and voice... growing up like this is a problem all over again, this guy.

"The Koji plant was sponsored by information paper, wasn't it?

"Mm-hmm. I've been lending you quite a bit of money, so if there's anything I can do, it should be convenient for you."

I knew you had the power of gold and connections.

"I'd like to use the paper on the information paper to solicit a salary to work for a certain nobleman's house."

"Why, if that's the case, it's easy."

"subject to conditions"

"Conditions?"

"It's a little unusual, funny - exclusive to the Beast Clan,"

That's right.

This is what Marul was asking me to do.

Marul used to want me to introduce him if there were any unusual people. He wants to hire a salary, but he says he's boring with a stereotype young man like the one he pushed with his sentence.

Unlike other nobles, Marul is a new object lover freak who hates old habits and lumps.

But still, the old fixed concepts that had been taken for granted and embedded had not been thrown out.

In other words, he that works in the house of nobility is a human being.

All the supply candidates in Marul's Hall were human.

Maybe the applicant is also caught up in the stereotype that "only humans work in noble houses".

Therefore, there is no doubt there.

But if it's Marul.

Um, a stranger's nobility must overshadow such an old fixed concept from the ground up.

loves the damned 42nd arrondissement, weirdo enough to get on his own many times.

It didn't seem like there was anything in particular about Gilberta.

... Maybe Gilberta is neglected by the other nobles.

The small amount of tactile sensation may also work advantageously in that respect.... Well, it's just speculation.

Lucia loves the Beasts.

But it is difficult to ask other nobles to understand and accept it.

If I had to, I guess I'd even 'hide' it. Give me that little tentacle.

Still, Lucia, who trusts Gilberta and keeps waking up by her side, is still quite a stranger.

Even its thirty-fifth arrondissement, ruled by Lucia, had been deeply engraved for many years with grooves due to discrimination against the Beastman tribe. It was very recently that I showed signs of a solution.

So it hasn't penetrated yet.

The idea of employing the Beast tribe as a service.

But if it's Marul.

I'm sure you understand. No, he jumps at me for fun!

And if Marul were to invite the Beasts into the Hall............ Donnis can fish!

At least you'll listen to me for as long as you want.

Whatever, it's "Match with Marul"!

I'll definitely find you.

Best and best talent!

There must be a small number of beasts craving a job.

Even if you look at Wendy's parents, it's obvious that they're in every precinct. All the more so if it's a district that still thinks separately of beasts and humans.

A person would kill for a job on good terms.

Most importantly, you'll need to make some selections here before you let Marul see you.

Suddenly I do something for a round throw, and in case anything happens, it's tough. We just have to avoid things that we can't take responsibility for.

Not many, you can't let Marul see me unless I can trust him to look and say, "This guy's fine."

When it comes to fulfilling someone's wish, it's effective to go beyond their imagination by about two steps.

By doing so, I can make a better impression than I imagined and greatly appreciate it.

To the guy who said he wanted a hat, a set of bags and shoes that fit the hat, or if they wanted to travel, I'd go down and take them to a delicious store beforehand, and that kind of plus one would be deeply engraved into their hearts.

People are imaginary creatures.

That's why we have to go beyond that imagination.

"As you can imagine," people are not satisfied.

So I needed to sift through the mountains and the people who would have killed me...

"What do you mean, the Beast Clan?

Rebecca tilts her little neck.

Bertha stares upwards.... crush, those eyes.

The word subhuman prevails here, and the name Beastman has not spread in any way.

Does that mean that even if you write 'Beastman Exclusive' on the information paper, the Beastman tribe won't gather...?

Shit................ Do you use the word 'subhuman'?

But if we expand the range to around Wendy, we even have to use the word 'subspecies' or 'subspecies'.

That's just my first love paranoia. Though Donis from Typhoon, it's going to show some difficulty when people say 'subspecies' to the museum... Just the sound the words have.

"Anyway, if it's" subhuman, "it's a little..."...

Well, Rebecca would be classified as a sub, not a sub lineage, but that's not the nature of the problem.

"If we're going to do this, we might have to spread the word beast people first."

Estella could have pointed it out, but I can't take that long.

What are we gonna do?

Give up the info paper?

I don't know, I'm going to walk around looking for the Beasts now... maybe I can do an interview if I'm in church... but in the first place, would they want to go to the noble halls in other districts as a service? The people who remain in a tightly closed church.

I don't think those scratches are just for the body...

"Dear Rebecca. Sir...... Would you like to see Mr. Yashiro as a reporter?

"Wait a minute, Bertha. What is that malicious mistake?"

"Yashiro. Don't break your hips."

"I didn't fold it! No, rather move on and let them fold!

"More than that."

Estella makes me reopen the conversation, leaving out the biggest obstacle in my life.

"What's that reporter?

"Mm-hmm. I mean, I'm a reporter, I'm a painter. Bertha's an old man, so everyone involved in information paper is called a reporter."

Yeah, I get it. I get it.

The general, the cartoons and the lanobes all called it 'cartoons', and the game was' family cones' for whatever it was.

"I'm just coming."

"What!? Are you in this right now?

"Mm-hmm. You brought me a sample of the latest issue."

"... so can I leave you alone?

"Because I heard the footsteps of my knight and Estella. I had to show you my professional arm to pick me up in a hurry."

Yeah. You came out at a really shocking time, you.

Besides, you're challenging me to look at your face.

I was able to cope, but Estella, who had been poked in the void, was rushing out to 'par'.

It was' goo 'at first, and I guess it turned out to be' par 'as a result of the irresistible assumption that "if you don't turn it into something different hand, you lose". "Choki" is just a little more challenging, you know. So, I turned out to be a ghost.

"I knew you'd even hear the sound outside the gate when you weren't in the room."

Sounds like it.

"Hmm. I felt like I was going to visit again, so I took care of it."

Place your back in Estella's belly and take Estella's arms and wrap them around your neck.

Estella gets dressed like a hug from behind, and Rebecca laughs happily "hehe".

I wish my relatives kid liked this pose......

It's a sweet pose.

He is walking around with his back pressed against Estella's belly and his back of his head against Estella's chest.

"Hey, Rebecca. Hard......?

"If you say anything more, I'll stab you."

Estella refers to nostalgia with her chin.

There's a knife in there, isn't there?

"Now, I'm going to call a reporter,"

After Bertha quietly lowered her head, flew a wink at me, and jumped backwards with a tremendous momentum like an Ise shrimp I escaped, I heard a quiet tongue pounding from Bertha's mouth.... a horrible demon. I'm trying to eat my soul.

I make sure Bertha's gone, and then Estella says it in a mean voice.

"Weren't you going to dictate Mr. Bertha?

"That's because I wanted to let you use your power as a sponsor of information paper. I thought Bertha was working on the gold story."

In fact, Rebecca's voice was able to reach the people involved lightly.

Then you don't have to get involved with Bertha. We should keep to the minimum necessary contact.

"Well, sure."

Rebecca says, shaking her body like a minotaur clinging to Estella.

"I'm refreshed except for the work of Koji artisans. When Bertha retires, this factory could be dangerous."

"You think Mr. Bertha is in charge?

"Real power is... for once, it seems... it's not for me. Be conscious."

Well, it's not Rebecca's image to think about a management strategy or just open a lot.

This guy is just a girl who specializes in one thing that brings his stunts to life. You look like a toddler. Fillman is definitely a lollicon. Yeah. You're a pervert, the next lord.

"I need to ask you one thing."

I want to get some certainty and throw a question at Rebecca.

With one thing said, I'm going to ask you two... well, don't worry about the details.

"The current cobalt factory is virtually responsible for Rebecca, isn't it?

"Mm-hmm. That's right. Well, you're the heir."

"That mouth...... maybe, but you think if someone more deserving shows up, you can give up that seat?

Rebecca shuts up for a moment.

Rebecca nodded silently, a mention worried about whether to mouth it or not.

Oh, you've got one more question.

"When that happens, do you think the factory people will accept that decision?

"That's okay."

The answer is confident.

Looks very lonely.

"... Guys, I don't think you have a heavy load on me. In technology, no one beats you."

Add a little strength at the end and Rebecca is forced to make a laugh.

The little hand that grabs Estella's arm has a lot of strength.

"Somebody, isn't there someone who can help me?

And throws a clear question.

If there's such a guy, it's up to me to give him some help.

"Guys, people don't like it when someone other than Whitehead comes to the top. Sometimes it's heavy responsibility... as a brand."

Koji factory put together by Whitehead.

That name value is a major factor in keeping the value of the goods here.

The content is exactly the same, but it's common to stall as soon as a familiar name has disappeared and the top has changed.

When I changed the name of the store, the customer left. Oh, my God, it happens a lot.

The same thing happens when you change the name of the manufacturer or the character you used as a publicity.

There are too many instances where the band's vocals have become less popular when they change.

Whether the vocals are together, the leaders have changed, the members have left, some of the members have formed another band - even then, popularity will fall.

A popular number one member of a popular idol loses his popularity the moment he leaves, for Christ's sake.

Familiarity is such a robust weapon.

It takes a lot of courage to let go.

"Whitehead's Cobalt Factory"

You won't be able to overturn it first.

"How are the previous generations and generations?

This is also a mean question.

They're not here right now because there's nothing they can do.

And as I thought, Rebecca shakes her head.

"Daddy and I don't... Kohon. Because my predecessors and predecessors also developed artisanal skin. It's very useful in management."

This means that Bertha has been in charge of management for a long time.

"Well, you can't help that either. I expect the Whitehead clan to make a good koji for a little longer."

"Uhm." Let the others make koji. "I've been told since I was a kid."

I'm still a kid, though.

"Well, that's it. If you're part of the" Whitehead clan, unsuitable for working in a room, within a trustworthy body, "then you're in charge."

Rebecca's ears move tingly.

And big eyes gleam in my little face.

"... it is, if"

I guess this guy just went through it with all the heart he wanted to see, to church, without any such plans or calculations.

"When you come back, we'll all be happy. Your sister."

"-!?

Oh, my God, Rebecca's face shines.

Imagine what I said about the future, and get bored with the sight.

Bump your feet and step on the ground over and over again to see if the excitement pushes you like a wave.

"No, it's okay! That's the best! When that happens, the eagle... the eagle... Huh!

- And Rebecca's face, about to say something, is dyed bright red in an instant.

I imagined that, you little brat.

"... or going through, or working in a room... I can't..."

Fillman, please!

If you don't even stick to professional housewives, maybe Rebecca will go to your house -!

And put up with wanting to scream all the time.

"Oh, yeah, yeah. Mr. Rebecca."

Estella ears softly in her long ear, wondering if Rebecca was cute enough to illuminate her.

"... maybe Mr. Rebecca's thinkers will come too. To an example party."

"Phew!?

Rebecca's ears flutter and feathers.

Jumping away from Estella, turning back, stuffing the distance away to zero in a flash.

"Mimi, Mimi, didn't you find it? Wow, even though I haven't even seen her face yet, Estella found her!?

"Yeah. I guess, for sure - to your, whispering prince"

"Come on... whisper prince... no, it's a naming"

Pough hoo... and dye his cheeks peachy, causing Rebecca to turn her gaze in the unraveled direction.

I wonder what refreshing youth is being shown, on the paranoid brain screen of Rebecca.

But if you mean, "I've never even seen your face," the whispering prince would definitely be Fillman.

... the sky is getting dark.

In time, it's going to be a letter to convince Fillman.

Do you want to turn the invitation to Donnis to a later date?

Anyway, I'm picking up Natalia, and I need to keep the sinking Fillman afloat to where I fit in. It's hard to add or subtract because it's too surfacing and we can't do anything without us.

Well, there's a lot to be done, but I can't go through District 24 that many times.

We have to do what we have to do.

"Rebecca, it's that party, I'm going to make it a 'feast'"

"Ugh?... What's the difference?

Turn Rebecca's attention to Estella, who was about to jump on her.

I need to ask you something. I mean, I have something to get.

"Well, the name is convenient over here."

"Let's have a feast together when Fillman's troubles are resolved," Donnis told me.

Fillman troubleshooting and Donnis troubleshooting. Celebrate him with a feast.

"I want you to give me something to make that feast a success. That's a good amount, too."

"What? I don't know... maybe I'll see your sister at the banquet! Whatever it is, we will spare no cooperation! Just say it!

... this guy gives a guy priority over his family... you bad girl.

Well, it's gonna be a feast for Rebecca to meet the two people she wants to meet. Why don't you let me help you with your words?

"Koji. Give me the koji."

"Here's the thing... So, why don't you? Then there are plenty of them, so there's no problem...?

I don't know what you thought they'd say, but Rebecca has the look of a clapped out.

Well, shall I give you homework, too?

"Estella, I'm gonna write you a recipe, so lend me some paper and a pen"

"Recipes? What?

"Ask them to make what they need for the feast, even here. It's hard to bring it from the 42nd Ward."

"I see............ but what?

"Well, fine, fine."

The sky darkens.

I don't have time, so I'll just write down the main points so I can understand them.

Will there be time to taste............

"Thank you for waiting"

There, Bertha returns.

Yeah, yeah. Information paper reporter...... are you a painter?

I think I can only exchange business cards with this guy.

I'll try to get you to hear more about the situation later.

This way, we have to figure out how to broaden the name Beast Nation and how to get good people together on it...... or what?.................. hmm?

"............ Ah!

It was the painter of the information paper who raised his surprise.

The painter alternately pointed at me and Estella's face and said this in a familiar and respectful manner.

"Are you the customers we met in the Solamame field?!?

"Mococa!?

That's right.

As its name implicitly leaked by Estella, it was Mokoka, daughter of the Abramsi tribe, who was there.