Isekai Sagishi no Consulting

"Ugh... also uuuuuuuuuuu!

In front of the altar, Rebecca is squatting and bored.

There is no doubt about this reaction.

In the meantime, do you want me to call you with care?

Rebecca, are you okay?

"Mm-hmm. It's not okay."

Rebecca answers with a semi-crying voice.

Don't even look at me.

"And my heart is about to burst... Huh!

"Become!? So, are you okay, Mr. Rebecca!?

"Phew!?

When Philman speaks to me, Rebecca's body jumps frightened. Your heart, it burst, didn't it?

"It's... it's okay... it's okay..."

What's that little lady tone!?

As a result of trying to make yourself look good?

You're failing big time, that.

"Oh, well. You've never seen a Rebecca like this before."

Bertha slowly approaches. Staring at Rebecca squatting with a surprise look.

resentment behind it...... dude, sophie comes along loosely.

Hey, look over Bertha, it's a real spirit. If you even upload an image, the internet is going to make a scene.

"Rebecca, are you okay?

Sophie speaks tenderly.

"Ugh... um... I'm fine, I'm fine"

To my sister's voice, I just calm down a little.

but Rebecca wouldn't know to lean over and keep her face hidden.

That my sister, with that gentle voice, is smiling in the shape of a ghost.... scared.

"Is this the person you're talking to?

and Sophie grips Morningstar (blunt instrument) and asks.

No, Rebecca! Answer that and one person dies!

"Ugh............ yeah"

Rebecca nodding as small as a light.

What a girl-chick and cute move on that...... one life put the curtain down.

"Say it! Let it!

Hold down Sophie shaking up Morningstar (murder weapon).

Danger! Danger! What are you doing with your face, this guy?

"... Ha!? When did I get this?

Unconscious!?

Oh, unconscious!?

"I just swore to do what I could as a sister for my sister's happiness..."

The result of that vow is' elimination '?

My sister's power, that's scary.

"Er............... was it, Mr. Fucking Beetle?

"Oh, no... Fillman, it is"

"Oh, Mr. Funamshi"

Get away from the bugs!

And Fillman. You worked hard knowing my sister. A proper conversation is in place.... Is it established?

"Do you like Rebecca?

d That's a direct ball question.

But, well, it's Fillman. If it's not as direct as this, it could make you like it or hate it.

It's a good pass in a way. Let me get this straight.

"…… Mr. Rebecca is the world"

Yay!

I don't know what you're trying to say!

"Ki-yu!

Sometimes, that nine-year-old girl!?

"Uh... I don't know what that means?

You're right, sister!

I agree.

"I like………………"

"Anything!?

The squatted Rebecca rolled away like a big ball rolling ball!

It's backwards in a row!?

And Bertha gently stopped spinning!

…………

…………

And Sophie and Philman staring at each other.

"... where?

Oh, Sophie. That question is really hard to answer.

It's empty when you cloud the word "all," and it's annoying to mention one at a time - you should be listening.

"Can I talk to you!?

However, a man named Fillman suddenly gained momentum by blinking his eyes at such a troublesome question.

Oh, I'm here. He wants to talk about what he likes. A troublesome creature who talks all the time, whether he's interested in it or not.

Fillman, that's it.

"First of all, it's a walking style, which is explained in 64 broad categories..."

"Stop, Fillman!

There are 64 walking directions... and categories. I don't even want to imagine how many items are divided into within that category.

It won't be over in a day or two. Hey, this.

You can't use that much time. Donis is also in the garden. I want to end it briefly.

"Right. I should have explained it first from the wonderfulness of my voice and the way I spoke. I think you'd better get into the worldview. There were seventy-seven categories of voices..."

"Stop the Fillman!"

I'm not.

It's not, Fillman.

If you talk any more crap, you'll block your mouth - that is, sew it up.

"I know how Sophie feels, but now let me talk to Rebecca."

"But... Rebecca is just a child..."

"Wow, I haha!

Rebecca, who was embraced by Bertha, stands up completely.

My face is so bright red that I've never even seen it. I feel like I'm standing on my feet.

"I'm an adult now! I saw your sister, she's an adult!

"I'll see you when I grow up," Sophie told Rebecca when she left the factory.

For that reason, Rebecca was desperately trying to grow up. Double people, hate being treated like children. I had grown up.

I guess that's why it's unwillingness to be treated like a child in this setting right now.

Girls who continue to strive to grow up have a greater self-esteem for being an adult than they are of age.

That's why I want to make up my own mind about love. Because I'm an adult.

"I'll decide for myself!

Speak up, stare at Fillman.

When you see each other, you hide behind Bertha.... oh, I have a kid, over there.

"Okay. Now, I respect Rebecca's decision... but if Rebecca ever grieves... I will not condone it. Because I have a duty to protect Rebecca's smile."

Only as a sister, Sophie affirms that she respects her sister's thoughts.

I guess I'm going to do my job as a sister that I've never been able to.

"Then... I will not condone any act that would take Rebecca away from me either. If I see it with dirty eyes, I'll plead guilty. If you touch one finger, you want to impose sanctions that you can't say with your mouth."

"Because that's beyond my sister's realm!

Force Sophie to pull the extraneous pressure away from Rebecca.

Put it between Magda and Loretta and keep it isolated.

Look, both of you, keep a good eye out.

"Finally, let me just hear this one last time!

While Magda and Loretta restrain her body, Sophie embarks herself and appeals.

"Rebecca's, what do you like best!?

A desperate entertainment reporter...

To such a question, Fillman returns the answer with absolute confidence.

"It's my face!

...... yeah. I guess it's the lowest possible response.

No, I know you're being honest... about your face.

"Ha-ha-ha!

Rebecca, reexplode.

Oh, sometimes, so.

"Convinced."

I'm gonna convince you!?

"You're super cute, Rebecca!

"Yes! It's super cute!

"Miuuuuuuu ~..."

Dumb sister and dumb boyfriend (candidate) seem to agree.

Rebecca sandwiched between... well, she looks happy, okay?

"I kinda hate it when you say 'I like your face' when I confess..."

"... but there are many cases where I like it from my face"

"There seem to be cases where you get along and you notice that person's face looks prettier than anyone else's. Paula said."

The Yang Maori Pavilion women are discussing the three of us squirming.

... Paula, I wonder if it's also about falling in love with the craftsmanship. Well, that type is the system that makes you fall in love. It could be.

Sure, there are a lot of cases where we get along from the place where we "prefer faces"...... oh well. Is Fillman stopping at a place where he "likes his face" because he doesn't have any period of time to "get along" with it? Convinced.

But, well, despite the momentum, I could say things like "I like Rebecca" and "I like her face". And then you tell him/her that, and you get an OK, and he/she will be clear and lovers will be with each other.

"Then tell him directly."

"Yes, I'm coming."

Whether he is hungry or brazen, Fillman says forcefully in a calm voice.

I safely dropped that back off.

All you have to do is think of the arithmetic that holds up Donnis...

"Rebekahi!

You bit, grandiose!?

"Uh, uh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh..."

Broken!?

We're freezing, that guy!?

"Ha, shy!

Oh, what, look at yourself objectively? Oh, right, that's embarrassing.

"... to a man who can't say a word he likes, is it worth it or something?

Grab the Morningstar and Sophie's shadow rocks.

Magda, do everything you can to stop it!

And when I looked at Magda... I couldn't stop staring at me. Loretta, even Ginette.

It is.

What are you trying to say, you guys?

"Make up your mind!

Holding his fist, Sophie scolds Fillman with a harsh voice.

And I added these words with my anxiety seeping eyes.

"- Then I will spare no effort to cooperate."

Sophie chose a future that Rebecca would be most pleased with.

With a little anxiety and loneliness, a strong sense of responsibility and a lot of love.

"I've never had a boyfriend or anything, so I wouldn't be able to get on with any consultation or anything!

Yeah, I guess I didn't need that confession.

"Where I don't know, I'll ask Bertha to deal with it!

"This Bertha, too, has never had a boyfriend or anything!

Bertha, too, because you don't have to make an extra confession!

And then you don't have to fly a meaningful wink at me!

""... I wish it exploded ""

Sophie and Bertha's voices overlap.

Either you want to support me or you want to interrupt me, you guys!?

"Mr. Fillman."

Hands in front of his chest, Ginette speaks to Fillman with a smile reminiscent of Bertina.

In a sacred atmosphere that looks more like a Sister than Sophie who is supposed to be a Sister.

"I guess I'm embarrassed. I'm often ashamed and speechless, too."

Ginette with a bright laugh and let it stand aside.

Looks like he's trying to ease Philman's nervousness... but Ginette has that too... what an impression.

"But I think there are times when we should be brave. For your life ahead. And for the happiness of your loved ones"

It's rare for Ginette, and there's a glimpse of aggressiveness that drives other people's behavior.

Ginette herself wants me to do that, and when I think I should, I can clearly tell.

I just get tense and irresponsible stirring up on someone else's love bana...... I wouldn't do that, so there's got to be some reason.

There's a reason to encourage Fillman to act... it's...

"I know, but I get anxious if you don't put it into words - there's a time for that, for girls"

That's what I say, gently pointing forward.

Ahead, Rebecca stood dyeing her face bright red and her eyes filled with tears.

If you read the air, you'll know the answer. I know that's what I want.

But I can't wipe my anxiety away just one more step.

Rebecca's tear glands are swelling up by the verge of decimation.

The reason for spilling tears is anxiety or joy, where there is as much difference between heaven and earth.

Did Ginette want to save that young, best-stretched girl?

"Only Mr. Fillman can save her. I think it's just you."

I say it out, and I bow my head, "Excuse me, imitate that I went too far".

But there was no color of regret on Ginette's face.

No, it was a fine sermon. I think I can always be a Sister. Wouldn't be.

It takes Ginette's word for it, and Fillman's expression changes.

Even if I was forced to pop my back or Sophie approached blackmail, it wouldn't have reached Fillman's heart.

But Ginette's words seem to have arrived.

No, maybe Rebecca's tears struck Fillman's heart.

"Mr. Rebecca."

With his spine stretched and fortitude, Fillman stands in front of Rebecca.

"I've been staring at you. I was just staring at you."

"Hino.............................. yes"

Rebecca, too, calms down her rising feelings and listens seriously to Fillman.

"You, I like Mr. Rebecca. Marry me."

"……………… Yes. Welcome."

Moments, cheers.

Yangdu Pavilion women and Bertha raise their voices of joy.

Rebecca and Fillman stare at each other in embarrassment. However, the colour of anxiety disappeared from the expression, and relief and happiness colored the grin.

What a novelty for a newborn couple...... KEEP. I don't know why I have to be here...

"Ribekah!"

Sophie rushed over to Rebecca and hugged her, poking at the gap between the cheering Magda and Loretta.

Hugs, slumps, drops hips, sits down on the ground...

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

I started crying.

Sophie clings to Rebecca and cries.

Well, if you look at that face of Rebecca, you can't disagree. Oh, if only I could see an honest smile like the pinnacle of happiness.

"You did it, Fillman"

"Ouch!?... It hurts, Mr. Yashiro."

Beat the shoulder of a hard-working Fillman, with all his might.

Take it as spoiled as this. Otherwise, you could be very unhappy with the recoil. Life's happiness and misfortune are even. If life is easy, there is bitterness. Explode if real life enriches you. That's what it is.

"Ladies and gentlemen"

Bertha's voice echoes in the chapel, which became noisy in the

We all silently watched Bertha in a voice that reached our ears quietly and attracted our consciousness.

As we watched, Bertha pounded a leech on the floor, poked her hand and lowered her head.

"I promise you that I will not put what I have just seen to the judgment of the Spirit"

That was unexpected behavior.

In the first place, The Judgement of the Spirit only takes effect between the parties.

So even if something happens to these two and the marriage is broken, we can't put it to the "Spirit Judgement".

Nonetheless, Bertha is here, trying to dare make it into words.

Why is that?

"It's called kindness."

Ginette explained to me whether the confusion was on my face.

"This is how I insure my child against any trivial obstacles to the way he goes… it's a normal emotion because he loves my child"

"Is that so"

"Yes, because Sister used to say that"

That seems to be what kindness is all about.

"And..."

And, Ginette leans over and punches me in the ear.

"That's how they show their affection, which also gives them restraint." This is all the people involved, so don't let it be easily destroyed, "he said."

I see.

Sure, it's hard to say, "I knew I was getting married" if they showed me this scene. Bertha went all the way down to the dungeons and involved me and the irrelevant Ginettes.

Now if I rebuff my engagement... it's not something I know what I'll do later. Especially around me.

"Okay. I don't use the Spirit's Judgment on this matter."

"Neither will I."

"... as well"

"It's the same sentence below!

The Yang Ma Ri Pavilion all agreed without objection.

... don't you have to make it clear?

"Neither do I. I have no objections. I believe you two."

Sophie also says clearly with her sobbing eyes.

You've been carrying something pretty heavy, Fillman.

"Thank you, gentlemen"

Stand up and Bertha bows her head again.

and, at the same time, Fillman is grumbled to the floor.

"Phew…………………………………………………………………………"

He looks like he's run out of energy and roots.

Well, can't you help it?

The next step in "Staring From Far Away" is "Proposal," don't be too bullshit in turn.

Really, it's been after you took your time talking to me.

Are we having a decent conversation right now?

Talk about the weather, about your favorite food, that kind of normal story.

In the first place, even though I don't know if my taste suits me, it's just "I like" that I used to run that far. In this city where there is the Judgement of the Spirit. Even the promise of marriage could make you a frog if you rebel... young, hey.

That unscrupulous, you two haven't noticed... so it's a tough future.

But, well, I know a hundred of those things. From here on out, it's a challenge.

The intention of the person was confirmed.

There are two main problems that stand in case that happens.

The question of the successor to the Koji factory and Donis' old values - a question of awareness of the subpeople.

Both problems, I hit the fabric stone once...

If the word 'subhuman' comes out of Donnis's mouth, it could even be a breakthrough in an instant.

If you're an old man, you might know the tragedy of the Magpies who married nobles.

It may be sensitive to marriages between aristocrats and subhumans. - How effective Marul's letter is...... that's a bet. Well, there's a chance.

Before that, yes.

There's something I have to do over here.

"I'm sorry I seem to water up my congratulations, but may I talk to you for a few moments?"

It was Bertha who cut the fire.

Problems faced by the Koji plant as a result of Rebecca's marriage. We have to solve that, we don't, and we have to offer measures to minimize the damage we suffer.

I just got the item.

Poemer Fillman was about to write an asshole poem with a notebook and pen.

Put that up, I'm against the guys at the Koji factory.

This time. You've done your best, Fillman.

From here on out, it's on me.

I'll manipulate you so well, you dance so well.

That's how WWII in the chapel quietly opened the curtain.