Isekai Sagishi no Consulting

District XXIX is desperate to push the beans.

"I was asked the way along the way... they pushed the beans on me"

"Oh. I'm sure that's meant to be 'thank you'."

Marul laughs with a slight face.

I don't want such a pressing 'thank you'. Without Marul's tax exemption, they'll take the money.

"Give me the solamame anyway. It's famous."

"Oh, I can't do that. I got a lot of orders the other day, so my lord bought them. I'm not going to be in the average family."

Between dullness and mild laughter, Marul contains a grin that is incredibly meaningful.

Sounds like the influence we taught Rebecca beanboard soy is starting to show up early in District 29.

I guess it's also a big deal that Assunt had a business meeting early on.

We were making an appointment yesterday at No.1, and now that it's past noon, we're relaxing and making tea at Marul's Hall.

"Come on! I can't even picture the Admiral!

"Oh, Mococa. I can't believe he's a general...... Ugh. That's a really funny girl."

"He's the greatest in this hall, so he's a general!

"Well, well. What shall we do? Hey, Cindy?

"I think I should do as the Lord pleases, I am"

"Sooo? Well, it's funny, so keep it up."

"Yep. It's funny."

Mococa's interview ended in five minutes of the stuff.

At first glance, "Well, sweet bug tribe," said Marul, who sparkled his eyes.

When I exchanged a word or two, I was already obsessed.

And an extreme stunt - showing illustrations, Mococa's adoption was decided.

Thus, new members were added to the service of Marul's Hall, where recruiters did not show up for years or decades.

Marul highly appreciated Mokoka's talent and acknowledged her hanging out with information paper work and going to study at Becco's.

Mococa was to paint and learn illustrations whenever she liked and work other hours as a service. Most importantly, when Marul needs it, he has the condition to give top priority to his job as a supplier.

"Well, cute. This, me? Isn't that a little too cute?

"No. Wow, you capture traits and you're good."

"Thank you so much!

Somehow, it looks like we can do this right.

I mean, I'm totally familiar with it now. Mococa's communal strength is amazing.

"Hey, look, look, palm perfect. This is me. Don't you think she's cute?

"Oh, sweetie, sweetie. It's a lot like that."

"Ugh. Does that mean I'm cute myself? You're a good palm."

No, I would conveniently interpret it myself and have no "good" or anything...

"... Yashiro is an older and good-looking mouth"

"You don't have that kind of mouth, Magda."

"... younger can afford it"

Am I unrestrained?

"... I like toddlers"

"That's just too much of a lie!?

I don't like it!

"... what if there was a G-cup toddler?

".................................... um"

"Wouldn't you mind worrying, Yashiro? And because there can't be such a young girl."

Estella, who doesn't want to admit her loss, expresses her hopeful aspirations.

I might be there. For hundreds of years, there have been no old elves at all.

Me, Estella, and Magda are coming to District 29 this time.

Magda... I guess she has the soul nerve to be by Mokoka at all and have it put on the info paper... although she hasn't spoken of it in person.

"Magda is cute, too. Wow. As much as I want it to serve us."

"... because Magda has a lot of deductions"

"Really, I'm sorry."

Marul is also mellow on Magda.

If you rank a weirdo, Magda will rank high, too.

When I left Natalia by Mokoka any longer - because Mokoka would let go and call her "beautiful beauty" - I left her with or without saying that my facial expressions were going to solidify with Doya's face.

I didn't need a replacement, but Magda gave me a name when I asked if anyone wanted to go. I thought Loretta would want to go too... but she seemed to regret her failure to fix meals and stayed at the Yang Deception Pavilion to steal Ginette's technology.

I went a little. It was Ginette who was doing that, but Loretta was hugging me and stopping it.

Looks like Imelda was impressed with the phrase "technology is what you steal".

Well, you're going to be going to District 24 soon, and you've decided this time is a good time.

"If you don't mind, won't Mr. Marul join us?

This time, it wasn't just about Mokoka that I came to see Marul, it was also an invitation to the 'feast' that I plan to open in District XXIV Church.

If Marul comes, 100% Donnis will participate.

The participation of Donnis and Fillman, as well as Rebecca and Sophie, is essential to the Feast. Regardless, Fillman's ability to successfully pull Donnis out becomes an important key.

But...

"I'm sorry. I can't go anywhere else."

I was lightly turned down.

Because I liked Magda and Mokoka, I thought I could fish with the kids from the Beast Clan of the Church...

"What... why don't you come visit me in the 42nd arrondissement"

"It's a pleasure."

Then sneak up on me.

"When you go to the 24th arrondissement, you will meet the lord, won't you?

Murr's eyes asking, "Is that what this is all about?," he said.

You know what round it is, soul guts over here.

"Especially now - now that I have the whole 'BU' concern, if I do something in secret with the lords of the other districts, the problem will get bigger. Even if it didn't make any deep sense, yeah. First of all, I'm pretty sure the 42nd arrondissement with that guide is gonna get worse."

"Really..."

I have no intention of doing that - because I can't tell you if my mouth is torn. The bottom line is obvious.

Still, as we fix it, Estella speaks of "superficial" excuses.

"I thought it would be a fun event, so I was hoping it would be okay. Too bad."

"Well, I'm so sorry. Invite me another time."

"Yes, definitely."

Another opportunity means that once all the Gotagotas are cleared up -?

Bertina wants to, maybe we can call it a feast in the 42nd arrondissement.

"Yes, yes. Speaking of lords of the twenty-fourth arrondissement... palm pie, did you say something to him?

That was just a slightly reprehensible emotional tone.

Something............... well, I told you.

"I have a letter for you. Nominally, in reply to a letter I wrote to introduce you to the perfect palm."

That's what I'm saying, I'm giving you a single letter.

It is a letter written in masterful writing that gives a firm impression of quality.

The wax that was sealed is engraved with the seal of Lord XXIV.

"One of these days you said you were going to write a letter... you wrote it fast, that one hairy"

"Pfft!"

Marul, who was deliberately making an angry look, blew out.

I knew Marul was worried about that one hair, too.

"Dull... but no more, palm perfect... don't make me laugh. I was just going to scold you a little... dull"

Well, I don't remember being scolded.

While in love with something like that, I get the letter I'm offered. It would mean you can read it, so open the letter quickly.

"Dear, my old friend..."

With such a sentence, the letter had begun.

And noble greetings follow from the greetings of time.

And.

"Those who were in your letters, especially those named Oba, were very interesting."

"Heh. You liked it, Yashiro"

"Shut up, shut up and read"

Speaking of extra things as Estella glimpses the letter over my shoulder.

I'd like to ask that point for an hour at a time why you're not touching my back in any soft stuff despite reading a letter over my shoulder dressed to lean against my back.

Furthermore, Donnis' letter was spelled out in bitter rhetoric that Fillman began to be influenced and changed by us and that his problems with his years might eventually be allayed.

Looking at the content alone, we seem to be getting a lot of recognition.

Perhaps that's an appeal that says, "I appreciate the people you introduced."... Well, it probably is.

And the flow of the story leads us in the direction of "Soon I will be able to solve my problems, and then I will get some time".

Well, I mean, that's it.

I was just saying, "Let's have a cup of tea when we have time."

The letter moves to a knotted greeting, letting all that content "suck it up" and smell it farther away.

"Don't let the time fold, your health, etc. collapse.

It won't be long before a new condiment is created in our district. If you ever go into your mouth, I would love to hear your thoughts.

See you soon.

Donipi Pipi '

"Oops!

"Buuuuuu!

Something's got a weird chunk in my trachea!

I can't stop coughing...... Huh!

"Right? It's just a letter you think Pippi said something about, isn't it? I suffered, too, about half an hour?

Is that the root of Marul's dissatisfaction... sure, this is hard.

What the hell are you writing about, that one hairy!

Hey, it's perfect for Donnie!

"... uh, jizzy... shall I claim compensation for you"

Behind the nod rings a plundering sound of "Hino". The back of my lungs is ticklier and itchy.

Behind me, Estella says, "Dude, dude, dude, dude."

"But yes, he introduced me to a very good daughter... and I have to reply to your letter."

Perhaps, well, no doubt, Marul understands exactly what this one wants.

That's what "reply" means when it helps you draw on the neighborhood and make it feel good.

"And, you know... maybe I could have one of my tea-drinking friends, too."

Having said that, Marul had a young grin that he had never shown before.

I myself have lived my life by throwing everything aside as much as possible to my lord. In that, you probably don't hate the person you keep favoring yourself with.

This guy looks excited to be a tea-drinking friend.

I don't think so...... I guess there was some kind of intent there too?

So, I mean, I gave up marriage somehow - but I saw Theron's brick and thought about marriage as one means.

That never came to fruition without edge, but my heart is still pouring on the thing of marriage that once found its possibilities..................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

By letting Tracey see you first, you make a track record of "Marul's introduction makes it easy to bring in stories," which makes this one less alert.

And you sent us to District 24 full of people to conquer the future you wanted - to make us do something about District 24, knowing it was a very difficult situation?

Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Maybe I stared too hard at Marul to read his mind. Marul received a letter from Donnis, and she complained about it to me.

"Secrets make women beautiful. It's not a gentleman's business to see through anything."

That was a statement that could prove that my assumption would not be so far away.

Even for Marul, it's a statement assuming "I guess it's been read so far".

If you return the back, you can also take a confession that says, "Don't pry because it's a fact you can't fix."

"I'm sorry, but I do."

To delude you, Marul keeps talking without looking at this one.

Carefully fold the letter into an envelope to handle the treasure.

"That guy, because he's been single ever since he met me"

"That guy is Mr. Donati, isn't he?

After he coughs up, Estella takes confirmation, but Marul just turned his gaze and didn't say anything.

I mean, don't ask wild questions.

"Me too, if I had given you clearer answers, maybe there would have been a different path."

What is a different path? Is it a path for Marul or for Donis...

"I was kind of scared, to respond. That's why you put it off... forever, ever, ever, ever."

Hold the letter in the envelope in your chest and throw your gaze out the window.

What a maiden chick look, Marul. Surprisingly, I'm surprised... there's a pulse, was it, Donis?

"What scared me was that I would have such a relationship with the lords of other districts?

If it were also a love affair between lords, it would be a mayhem involving all around them.

It will be witnessed by the politics, the glitches, the thoughts, the ruses, and the frigid leaps.

Estella also stares at Marul with serious eyes, either from the standpoint of being a lord.

But Marul dyed his cheeks thinly, smiling lightly and waving.

"Yeah. It isn't.... love itself, you were scared."

I squeal when I hold down my thin red dyed cheeks and look at Marul twisting his hips and shaking his shoulders.

"What are you talking about, you Obahan?

"... Yashiro. Meh."

"I'm bored. I'm more scared of you now."

"... Yashiro. She used to be a girl too."

"Oh, I know. I know, but visual information is too intense."

I want Magda to be quiet and understand what I can't do.

The destructive power of Obahan, who twists the dye around his cheeks... the level of pacifism and warmth that makes me want to see his heel drop.

"He was - because he was very serious. I didn't know I was in love, but I was a little scared of the thought."

I don't know because Donnis' thoughts are heavy... can't help being scared.

"Back then, because he and I were both young... we were clumsy, each other"

"How old were you?

Estella is eating up on where she's attracting that much interest.

Well, Magda's got her ears pinned next door, so I guess girls like to talk about this.... I'm not interested in Obahan's romance story at all.

"He was twenty... when I was nine."

"You too, Donisu!

I shouted out the window unexpectedly.

Can I stay without screaming?

"... Yashiro. Meh."

"No, seriously, Magda. I'm sure I'm not bad."

What the fuck?

Is the Donati clan strike zone limited to nine years old?

Is that also the code!?

"... you're a disease handed down to the clan, that Lolicon over there... Fillman, aren't you really Donnis' son?

"I don't have that. Mr. Donati is unmarried."

Estella following, but her face is honestly cramped.

If you look at it by age difference, Fillman still looks more decent. Fourteen and nine. If age difference is five, well, that's a common story. I don't know if they're nine years old.

But, Donis! Ome can't!

He told my nine-year-old daughter at twenty... it's a crime!

"Is that Javier!

"Yashiro, don't call the head of the Great Guild like it's synonymous with criminals"

It's similar.

No, it's more synonymous.

"Forced Translation Magic," 'cause one of these days when I say the word "roricorn," I say, "Could it be Javier? You must be asking back." Must be.

"If a 20-year-old man tells you he's nine, it's scary..."

"Isn't it?

Marul nodded happily at Estella, who showed a certain understanding. Happy, shy, full love mode... you weren't even full.

"That was the first time I had been proposed to another district lord."

"You proposed!?

"That's about it, I meant it... Shit"

Stop "Geez"!

My fist, which was gripped hard, was restrained by Magda's little hand and never waved down. You thank Magda, Marul. Without Magda, your front teeth would have gone by now.

"But I was young, and besides being the next lord... in the end, there was no such thing as that story."

Even as District XXIX, I guess there was no reason to let the next lord daughter-in-law to another district.

"And when my brother was born and I was no longer the next lord...... because I was a little rougher...... hehe. I really don't like it when I'm in love."

"Timing is, isn't it?"

Estella speaks to Marul, who laughs in a self-derision.

After that, I turned my gaze to you.

... what the fuck.

You're asking me for my consent?

Don't ask me, man.

"… opportunity is not something to wait for, but something to make"

Blur, but Magda says in a voice that often passes.

With your usual half-eye, look straight ahead, not who you see.

"... happiness is faster to escape than you think. If you want to get it, you have to do everything you can to chase it."

Magda's hand grabs the hem of my clothes.

"... Magda exists to try her best not to lose what she doesn't want to lose"

Once, Magda kept waiting for her parents to return.

If you wait, if you cry, your parents will come back - and a helpless, young girl who thought so.

Magda had really empty eyes when we first met.

You're getting stronger, this guy.

I stroke Magda's head to mess with her hair, which has been getting better clumps lately.

We all know you're working hard.

That's why I'm fine.

You don't lose anything anymore.

"Right... Magda's right"

Marul, too, breaks up with the words this little girl has spoken.

"You have to use any hand to get what you want."

I'm scared when you say it, Marul.

Something tells me you feel black on every end of the word, this guy.

Magda and Marul stared at each other and snorted at each other for something to pass through.

"... the only person whose happiness comes in just waiting is the breast implant"

"I don't think so!?

Estella, it is a desperate protest.

"... only the manager brings good luck in the standby position"

"Sure, there are good connections formed around Ginette... but Ginette's doing a lot of hard work too"

"... Regardless, I understand that. It's just... those boobs are cowardly"

"Yashiro's the only one who's been sucked up by my chest!

"Hey there, reputation damage swinging machine there"

Who was sucked by the boobs? I haven't smoked yet.

"Ugh. You guys are really busy and fun."

Holding the letter dearly in his chest, Marul rises.

Close to the back of the room, to the luxurious shelves, and send a letter from Donis to the drawer.

"Come on, this story is over"

I punch my hand and look back this way.

That face............... oh, you mean that.

"I hope you have a good prospect for your palm."

Was that a hint at me about myself and Donnis in the past?

He wants me to help him attack Donis.

And that's all I gave you a hint to do, so you're that kind of belly-up to do what's in my interest, this Obahan.

Well, sure. This hand will increase if Donnis' past is known.

It is also possible to say (make it look like) the past in spiritual mode.

More importantly, it is powerful as a tool to rock that Fillman's thinking person's age is the same age as the person Donis fell in love with back then.

You lend him this?

Or do you owe me?

Marul is turning his grin to provoke this one in the wind where it blows, such as Maiden Mode in Love.

Use any hand to get what you want.

That's Marul's creed.

"If you give me what I want, you can use me as much as you want."

Marul's face with an extra grin seemed to tell the story so.

Hmm. Superior.

Then I'll let you use it at best.... to smash up the crap system you guys have created.

"Mococa."

"Oh, what can I do for you?

You're thanking me, aren't you?

"Well, thank you very much!

You're an honest and good daughter, Mococa.

"Then what I asked you to do will come true, right?

"It's Ron the Mochi! You can make it happen for your life!

"Then..."

Hilarious, look at Marul.

"Be fully liked, by your employer"

"Ooh! By the way!"

Knowing my intentions or not, Marul doesn't break his smile.

The poker face is on the board. That's nasty. It's Obaghan.

"It's easy to think about what you want if you ask for it from someone you care about."

I'll give you an excuse if Mokoka says so.

Probably because what you want matches what I want.

In order to do that, we have to make the Feast a success first.

"Bye, Marul. Will you write to Donnis for me?

"Oh. Suddenly, you don't know what to write."

"Why don't you just say a quick hello and talk to the public?"

We start 'negotiating' with a masked grin.

"Right...... why don't you just write something about hiring a new salary or 'If there's anything fun going on over there, I'd love to hear it'?

"Ugh. Right. Looking forward to hearing back from you."

I no longer know how much I owe.

So here's for the first time - Chara if we get the best of each other - so let's hit the hand.

I need your help with the "BU" breakdown, Marul.

I asked Marul to write to me, and we went back to District 42.

Rocked by a carriage, making a detour all the way around the cliff.

Oh, really............... the roundabout is tough.