Isekai Sagishi no Consulting

The day is tilting, but it's still early for dinner. That's when it fits.

I'm in District 41 now.

I showed my face at the headquarters of the hunting guild, but I was surprised to see Ricardo Siegenthaler, Lord of District 41 there.

I heard you were in and out a lot, but don't feel weird seeing me here.

In the meantime, shall I say hello?

"I'm out of time, Master Ricardo"

"Hmm? You sure are from the 42nd Ward Branch..."

"Yes, it's Usse Damare"

...... hmm?

I thought it was Yashiro, right?

Don't be rude, I'll bust you!

"What's the matter, Usse?

"Oh no... I think they said something rude... no, it's nothing. It was my fault."

Beyond Master Ricardo, my mom, who sits in her usual seat, looks surprised.

Hunting guild headquarters, guild chief's office. It's even rumored that disrespect here means death.

Mommy's in the mood. I need to be careful what I say and do.

"Is this some kind of noise? I can't believe your mom looks so scared."

"What the fuck, Usse? Are you saying that there are times when Medora looks cute?

"No way, haha"

"Oh, both of you. If you have bones you don't need, declare them. I'll crush you."

A fist like an iron ball can be punched into a giant palm.

Mom's threat doesn't sound like a joke, so it's not funny.

"No, it's not a big deal..."

"Lately, you and this asshole have been doing whatever they want in the 29th Ward."

One 'asshole' face comes to mind behind my brain at the words of Master Ricardo, who began to capture and speak my mom's words butt.

Definitely, you mean that 'asshole'.

"I didn't wipe that ass, but yesterday, as a representative of District 41, Medora and I went to say hello to the leader of BU."

"Leader whoa...?

Twenty-ninth arrondissement.

I don't like geopolitics. My mom explains.

Something 'BU' is messy and hard to understand.

I'm the type of person who just feels more comfortable outside than in the city.

"Medora caught the thief at that lord's place."

"Heh. That's my mom. Aren't you handy?"

"Atashi didn't capture you. He was about to be captured by soldiers there with his face up. Atashi only helped."

Or so I guess I almost did it myself and just handled it for me.

"... what... hey... I let some of his people get away with it"

"Mom... I'm getting invaded by terminal illness..."

"Ugh!... I've had a little trouble catching him alive."

If I could stop the roots of my breath, the thief would have been wiped out without a leak.

Lucky people.

"So we were talking about how we couldn't find the rest of them."

"But isn't that a 'BU' job?

"Well, yes... I can't stop thinking about Atashi. It's been decades since I've lost my temper."

The hunter's blood seems to be making a scene in strange places.

Anyway, I'm sorry about the target thief. Even though I let you get away with it, if you witnessed your mom - in a hostile position, too - you'd be traumatized for the rest of your life.

I'm sure you'll never forget your face and name.... agreed to be haunted by nightmares for a while.

"I took him out hunting for a change of mood this morning, but it's so refreshing. My nerves are too thin, this guy."

"Dear Ricardo... That's a joke, isn't it?

That "thin" doesn't exist anywhere in my mom where adjectives are used. Absolutely.

"Oh, already! You're going to be more distracted at work, too, this. So, what can I do for you?

"Ah, yes. I have brought a report summarizing the income and expenditure of the 42nd District Branch, as well as records of its activities"

"That was a tough one. Oh, yeah. You want me to stroke your head?

"Oh no. Whatever."

It's no exaggeration to say that getting on with your mom's jokes is suicidal.

Mum said, "Haha, what are you talking about! 'Cause I've dislocated my deputy guild length's shoulder before.

Lieutenant Guild Manager is a tough guy from our normal hunters... he's dislocated with his mom's light body touch... hey hey!

That's why I'm here today to report sales for the 42nd Ward Branch.

Regularly the representatives of the branch show their faces at the headquarters. That's the rule my mom set. I can call the guild constituent a mom-like rule who thinks like a family.

"I'll show you the report later. Don't hesitate to drink tea in the salon. Keep in good communication with the young guys at HQ."

"Heh. Well, I'll have it"

"Oh, wait a minute, Usse."

I greeted my mom and tried to leave the room, and Master Ricardo stopped me.

"It's a corner, so you should also eat dinner. Rarely have we got the meat of a hill whale."

"Really? That's unusual."

"I hunted it. Taste it."

Hill whales, Mr. Ricardo?

That's awesome. Hill whales are giant warcraft that skilled hunters struggle with. There are few of them, and they are rarely hunted.

If you were to hunt for it, you'd want to be one of the brags.

"Ha-ha-ha! I'm sorry, Usse. Ricardo can't help but be happy because he's a rare big man. I've been talking about this all morning."

"Medra! That's not what I'm talking about, you! Well, that's it. Eat it."

Everyone gets tense when they have a good hunt.

I, too, dragged around the city and bragged when I finished Bonacon... I know how you feel.

So, the embarrassment when they make fun of it... I know.

That's what Mommy's gonna do.

At the very least, I should probably give you a compliment. With a thoughtful word.

"I liked my father, the hill whale. I miss you......, then don't hesitate. Welcome."

…………

"Hmm? What is it?

"No, your face is scary, but you're being polite."

"Well... my mom knocked me in"

"Maybe what... isn't the most polite thing about District 42, Usse? Even though I'm scared of my face."

"No, that's just what..."

"But it's a tribute to me! I'm scared of your face!

"If that's a lord opponent, I'll use about respectful language!

"Even though you are a resident of District 42!? Are you scared of your face?

"Because the residents of District 42 you're talking about are just some of the polar changes around him! And I'm going too far to say 'even though you're scared in the face'!

You can't talk about people either!? - That word, I swallowed desperately.

Many people in District 42 value courtesy without learning. Rather, that's the majority of the guys. A lot of people grew up listening to the church's Sister Bertina teachings.

That's changing because he showed up with an anonymous man.

Because of the anoman, some of the people in the extreme were just cursing the word 'courtesy' or 'courtesy'.

Instead, it feels like ano men are infected and contagious and proliferating... a troublesome man, he is.

After the Alliance Leader's Office, head to the dining room and adjacent salon.

Several guild constituents were spending their thoughtful time in the salon.

What a name for a salon, but the entity is like a liquor store.

Bring alcohol and rice from the dining room to brag about your daily accomplishments, that's the place.

"Ah, Mr. Usse. Chiss!"

"Ooh. How's it going?

"Heh, that's what I'm talking about."

Have a light exchange of information with the young guy at headquarters.

Or a public discourse?

Branches and headquarters are basically treated as separate bodies, but they also work together less often.

Especially since the creation of the city gate in the 42nd arrondissement, there has been a gradual increase in the chance of dealing with human beings in the headquarters.

The gatekeepers have sent many men from the hunting guild.

By and large, veterans and young people come together as training and training venues for young people.

Collaborate or hunt for affordable warcraft.

Seriously, when there's a warcraft that seems to suck, we branch humans cooperate and crusade.

Occasionally, I do it for dinner. It's the role of the adults to take care of the young people.

"Whoa, Mr. Usse. Too shabby, Ze."

"Are you reporting da today?

At the window of the salon, in the sunny first class seat, a little kid with gray hair and a bull man laying horns like a buffalo were in formation.

He brings greetings with a jock with ale.

"Hey, Alvaro. And Osama the Dorino."

"It's not Osama. It's Da, Ola. It's only one thing different from Omega, Da."

"Even one would be Osama."

"So, Mr. Usse means Osama from me?

"Who is it, here!?

"Kuhaha"

Alvaro laughs in his face.

Knock.

This guy's got such a kid personality, and his strength makes him eat into the Hunting Guild Top Five.

I'm such a nari now, but this guy transforms. The figure of the white tiger is left in colour.

Much like Magda's "The Glowing Man with the Red Moya", "The Drifting Man with the White Schwarzhwah", its strength swells tenfold or twenty times.

That's only sixteen, so he's horrible.

"I hear Ricardo hunted the hill whale."

"Oh, I heard that, Ze? You should eat, Ze."

Talking to the two of you, crossing over to the same table. Pull out the appropriate chair and lower back.

And the guild rookie brought me a ale, too.

... I have to go home after this, and I need to make sure I don't drink too much.

"If that's all big, I can eat da fumble. I can give you special training."

Drino snorts roughly.

It burns strangely.

"Special training? What is it?

"Oh, Mr. Drino, he regrets losing the big food tournament, Ze."

"No, you won, didn't you, to the normal daughter of the Yangdu Pavilion?"

"Nda guys, da lost overall. So I bothered my mom and Ricardo da"

No, no.

I think the difference was somewhat similar than the anomaly was involved.

Besides... when I say this, it's bad for these guys, so I can't tell you... there would have been no other way to do it then.

If District 41 had won and let District 42 have an unequal treaty... he would have crushed District 41 with all his might. I'm sure.

If that had happened, District 41 would not have been so calm now.

I couldn't have stayed for a drink in the salon in the afternoon.

That's the kind of guy he is.

"In the next tournament, the Oras will prevail over you, Da!

"Don't be too sudden, Osama from Drino. Troubleshooting me."

"What da, Usse? Ome, can you afford it because you won?

"You're not."

I'm starting to irritate the grown-ups.

... because it's not going to be a busy thing.

"Mostly Da, if Alvaro came out in WW4, the Oras would have won from Da?

"WW4.............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

I don't know, I really don't want to recall the events he was involved in.

"Alvaro doesn't believe in spiritual gods."

"That's not true, Ze!

"Even if she's cute, she's fine and she's gonna burst."

"Me, what kind of image is that? Ze..."

"Either way, it's a theory of results. I brought Gustave to WW4 with your strategy. No more complaints."

"Yes, Ze. A battle is a battle. I thought you swore you'd do it square and square. Ze?

"Ndas!... more or less, those five rounds were cheating..."

You're not convinced, Dorino's Osama starts to bump into you.

Well, when they want WWV to be squarely grand... well, that's subtle.

"No, that's not true, Ze."

Hit the emptied jock on the table and Alvaro speaks up.

Osama of Drino also stops dissatisfied with its power.

I got a little quiet, too.

"Sure, Ze, it wasn't a normal fight. But I decided I could do it that way myself, and I was confident I could still win, and I competed squarely on the same terms, Ze. I lost WWV because of the weakness of my heart... no, it was no match for the strength of that tiger daughter's heart Ze"

"Then you're convinced. to battle with Magda."

"Of course you are, Ze. But the next time I do it, I win, Ze."

Clean.

It's a big deal at this young age.

When I was about this age, I was too obsessed with winning and all sorts of things. I don't know...... Damn, he's horrible, Alvaro.

The strength and the vessel go hand in hand. This guy's gonna be a big shot in the not-too-distant future.

"... slightly?

When we were having such a conversation, Magda appeared as if she had tried.

He slips his face out of the dining room, finds me and slowly approaches me.

"... Usse Damare?

"Don't call me out."

"... and Ibukro Crurie"

"It's Drinoda! What name do you think da!?

"... and losers"

"Oh, Magda! Wait a minute. Hey!

I'll grab Magda and leave my seat as soon as I can.

... you're not suddenly throwing a hell of a mon in me.

"Do you know what Alvaro said about fighting you?

"... 'a complete defeat I couldn't get my hands or feet on'?

"I fought squarely, so it was an adult response that I was anomalous but convinced!

"... 'though it was anomalous' or 'I'm convinced', looks great"

"You, if you know what the word 'looks great' means, pay more attention to what you say!

"... even if you say beautiful things, what you're reading is loser bullshit. Leaving words is the privilege of the winner"

"Ha... I wonder why I grew up like this... because of him"

You come on.

You're more "careless" when you're small-worked, so don't bother waking up the kid you slept with and oiling the fire.

"... Alvaro is strong. That's something everyone admits. Needless to say in person on purpose"

Pay off my arm to restrain me and say it with a cool face.

"... It's just that Magda could never lose that game. The thought, just a little, outweighed Alvaro. That's all."

This guy had come to the same conclusion as Alvaro.

That victory wasn't just about strength. Luck and the support of my people helped me.

"...... If you really fought each other, you don't need words or anything. So..."

Slowly raising his face, Magda turns her gaze toward the first-class seat of the salon.

I looked at you like I was chasing you...

"Nice work, Ze, tiger girl! Revenge him, Ze! Same eating, same time limit, same battle, Ze! This time I'm gonna beat you, Ze!

"Calm down, Da, Alvaro! They're still little kids, Da! Whoa!? Why are you transforming, you hey!? Don't get mucky, Daaah!

Alvaro had begotten the White Tiger's ear, turning it from nose to bottom into a beast.... you're not transforming.

"... like that, it's lame to overlap words.... Interpretation, loser. Bark a lot."

"... you. You look a lot like him."

Maybe I left Magda in a hell of a place.

I'll leave him by his side, for such a twisted personality...

"Alvaro is at that rate. Looks like we should go home."

The hill whale feels a little wasted though.

"... it doesn't work that way. Magda needs a medlamama."

"To your mom?

Magda nodding with a serious face.

... I don't know. I have a bad feeling about it.

"Now Master Ricardo is coming to my mom. Like no disrespect."

"... fine. Magda doesn't work disrespect for Medrama."

"I don't even trust that word... but more than that, don't be rude to Ricardo."

"... Huh?

".................. ah?

………………

………………

"... to Ricardo, why?

"You, Master Ricardo's greatness, you must have a good understanding!?

"... Oh, greatness... Hmm..."

Put your arms together, Magda, who just says "I just remembered".

... this guy ha.

Well, be careful in advance. You'll be fine. You can't lose sight of the lord's greatness.

There will be no such thing as working disrespect.

"... Ricardo, when you are, why?

"You're losing sight of the greatness of your lord, you!?

This guy is dangerous.

I'll accompany him.... I can't let Ricardo see this guy alone. It could develop into an overall problem for the 42nd Ward Branch.

"I'll follow you, too."

"... stalker..."

"No!

What's so sad about it that I have to stick with such a dick?

Get more color and then pull it out.

Damn, you're still a kid............ and speaking of which.

"Hey, Magda. Did you keep that promise?

"... Promise?

I'll ask Magda on the way to the Alliance Chief's office.

Tell me about the promises these guys made in Game Five of the Great Eat Games.

"Look, he said it, didn't he? If you win, I'll sleep with the manager of the Yangdu Pavilion in" The Letter of the River. "

"... um. I promised."

"Did you get that done already?

i.e..

... Yashiro bastard, with that store manager, that, overnight..............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"So, what do you think!?

"... ehmm. Scary Osama in the face throws a horny question."

"You're not maliciously exaggerating!

"... medramamer"

"Stop it! You're gonna lose my life!

Even a joke, if you get such a bad review in your mom's ear............ mince, no, it could be powdered.

"Well, if you don't want to answer, don't ask."

"... the letter of the river, not yet"

Keeping her forward, Magda dares to give her answers.

Has the promise not yet been fulfilled, even though it has been quite some time?

"Isn't he going to buckle me up?

"... it doesn't. Yashiro will never break his promise to Magda."

That's so confident.

In terms of humanity, I don't think he's as trustworthy as he is.

"... the letter of the river is taken"

"Are you taking it?

"... until the time the machine ripens, I'll take care of it"

The time is ripe... when he and Yang Daijing store manager... can be in the same room overnight?

"... and now, suppose I slept by the letter of the river..."

Second, Magda's leg stops.

And I hold my fist and assure you in a sure tone.

"... Yashiro will continue to watch the manager's boobs all night through Magda"

"... oh, I guess so"

I can easily imagine that.

"... so wait a little longer. Then..."

Breathe quietly and Magda stares into the void and speaks out.

"... even alongside the manager would have sucker tits"

"No, you can't!?

"..." (MA) Come on, let's go to bed. Because I'm tired today. Magda, by the way, can't be worn when sleeping. "" (J) Ugh... when you sleep alongside Magda, you're really inferior. ""

"Wait, Magda!? You, are you willing to beat 'Arre'!?

"..." (Ya) Hey, but you've grown rapidly. Even though Magda is only sixteen '"

"And three years there!?

What kind of reckless battle is this guy going to challenge...

I don't know what to beat Yang Ma Ting manager's "Arre"...... it's the same level of difficulty as typing with my mom to win.

What an ambition, Magda...

"... Magda's mom parents had big tits there. If you have that gene and grow it in the same environment as the store manager... you should be able to do a good job"

Convenient delusions.

If working at the Yangdu Pavilion just makes your chest big...................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... Hmm.

While I was thinking about it, I arrived in front of the Alliance Chief's office.

That's the second time today.

"... then Usse is around here"

"Why not!?

"... because I don't want them to think I know you"

"Even I know you, everyone knows you!

".................................... pu"

"Why do you seem dissatisfied, Themé..."

Grab Magda's root and knock on the door.

This guy could be disrespectful at the aperture.

"Who is it? Come in."

Get your mom's permission and open the door.

"I don't know, Usse. Can I help you yet?

"Oh, no. Magda..."

"..." - Too cute, I want to flirt with you ""

"I didn't say it! I mean, I will, Boquete!

It was far-fetched.

I didn't know you were going to work disrespect on me.......................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"Oh, Magda. What can I do for you?

"... medramama. Kon...... Ban Ha"

For a moment, Magda looks out the window and changes words.

Probably almost said "hello" at first.

But the sky is starting to dim. It's a delicate time to call it evening.

"... Actually, I want to show Medramama something. Oh, Ricardo, chip. As a matter of fact, Magda is on the information paper..."

"Wait a minute. Come on!

I ran over with a dash and dragged him out of the room with all my might.

"Are you nuts!? Hey, are you nuts!?

"... Magda is' cute '"

"Greetings to Lord Ricardo!

"... decent though?

"What are you doing snatching like a 'follow me'!?

If you behave like that, then that's Ricardo too...

"Oi, tiger's daughter......!

At ease, Master Ricardo, carrying a black aura, stands behind us.

I knew it, Meccha, you're mad!?

Constricting to too much force, Master Ricardo gasped Magda's shoulder. With both hands, full of strength.

And tell him to curl his face close and stand up.

"I can't believe you're greeting me... aren't you feeling well somewhere!? Hey, hey! Don't die!? Shall I call your Pharmacist Guild?!? Oh, do you have a pharmacist with you? I'll get you out of the carriage, so go home right now! It'll be better if you keep warm and sleep!

... Something's bothering me.

What, this?

"Oh, hey, Usse... are you okay? Hi-Yang, the guy from the pavilion has greeted me, spontaneously......... maybe it's a foretaste of a natural mutation..."

"... I don't know what you're usually treated like, Dear Ricardo..."

This guy's a victim too... of him.

Why are you greeting me so disrespectfully and turning my face bright blue, this guy?

Oh, I guess it's contagious when you get involved in a yang dust pavilion...... obayashiro.

"So, Magda. What do you mean," information paper "?

"... As a matter of fact, Magda..."

This guy appealed to himself.

"Heh, isn't that amazing? So, do you have the real thing?

"... I only brought some. but I want you to buy it if you want it. This is for PR"

"Oh, I hope so. You and Darling are being looked after. It's about the Yang Deception Pavilion. Let me buy it."

That's the information paper I was offered.

Master Ricardo peeks in like he cares too. I peek in through the gap, too.

"Buffoo!

"Oops!

"Ha-ha-ha! Oh, my God!

Me and Master Ricardo both laughed out loud.

... Magda was depicted in her boobs.

"... this is a good place to multiply the waitresses in the Yangdu Pavilion -"

Magda's explanation was how ridiculous and the completed illustration was ridiculous accordingly.

... What, the kind of illustration that embodies this Magda delusion?

"... this is what's going to happen eventually"

"Then don't build your big chest muscles. You have to be a nice buddy like Atashi!

"... um. Medramama is a goal because she has a lot of women."

I think the closer you get to your mom, the further away he'll be from you.

"So, did you come all the way out here to show me this?

"... for once, MEDRAMAMA has the result of deciding that it should be shown"

"Right. Thank you."

Mom's big hand strokes Magda's small head in a momentum that is likely to crush her.

Magda has her eyes narrowed as she feels comfortable with such a rambling gesture.

Oh, well. This guy lays his own mother on his mom.

A member of the hunting guild, who looked like a god and feared that mother. Where to wear it, well, is there somewhat?

I don't know if you wanted me to compliment you, that an illustration just like you was on the info paper.

... This guy's still a kid, too.

"... medramama..."

"Hmm?"

"... nothing"

"What, well. Say exactly what you want."

"……………………… good"

"Right."

"... yes"

I'm gonna stop saying something, Magda.

Maybe you wanted to say "praise me".... if I had thought of it.

"But well, thanks for showing me. I'm glad to know you're on this list."

"…… yes"

"You. You came all the way out here to please Atashi, didn't you?

…………

Magda doesn't answer.

But my mom says it like she's sure.

I don't want my mom to compliment me, I want to please my mom.

That emotion in Magda...?

"You're a filial daughter."

"............... If you're happy, fine"

"Tell me if you have any problems. I can help you with anything you want to reward me with."

"……………… yes"

I was surprised.

And, at the same time, I thought you were no match for my mom.

That was only a slight change...

"... then think about it"

Magda's face when I said that looked like she was laughing.

It was the first time I had seen Magda's face like that.

It's a prospect, we, you know, about the 'kids'. Mi ~ na, na.

"Then it's time to go home because it's going to be dark. Hill whale meat, I'll let you have it, eat it with darling at the Yangdu pavilion."

"... um. I'll get it."

"Then I'll lend you our carriage. Unlike Estella and this shitty horse, my horse is brilliant. We'll be in 42nd arrondissement in no time."

The guild chief of the hunting guild and the lord of the forty-first district are being kind to Magda.

That guy, that's amazing. Don't you have special abilities, or the ability to communicate with those in power?

"... Ricardo"

"Hey, thank you."

"... Magda, because you are told to be careful of the kindness of the suspicious"

"Who's suspicious? Ha-ha-ha, well, Temee, I didn't mean to say thanks!? But unfortunately, I didn't expect it, so I'm not sorry!

"Dear Ricardo! When you match these guys' levels, a wave of regret will push you over when you go to sleep!?

Provide empirical advice.

but apparently this guy has tasted it too, the regret.

It's a horrible shop, Yangdu Pavilion.

Eventually, my mom lent me a carriage and Magda and I headed back to District 42.

After I missed the hill whale, I decided to show my face to the Yangdu pavilion again later.

Damn, that's a lot of work.

But well...

Slowly, I wanted to read what an info paper is, just right?