Isekai Sagishi no Consulting

That was my first time as a lord of District 42... no, it was the first commotion since I was born.

It was quietly, but surely sneaking up on the city and scattering the seeds of the threat little by little.

Yes, as if it were a toxin that swells the body.

There is no consciousness in the muddled, and when they realize it, they are irrevocable. Such, like sweet fierce poison.

I don't know when that started.

But it was at that moment, undoubtedly, that I realized the disturbance.

That day.

Someone who doesn't seem to have come to see me that day with a serious face that doesn't seem...

"Dear Estella, I'm a visitor."

"Visit?"

While uncomfortable with Natalia, who gives her a strangely magical look, I turn my gaze out the window.

The day falls and the sky is dark.

Glittering with the paperwork in the study coincided when I thought it was time to cut it up, which means it's too insane a time to visit.

"Even though I've become a lord, I'm a lady, aren't I? I don't see anyone coming to see me at this insane hour."

"That's right..."

Natalia says at last.

At this hour, it's about Yashiro pushing without looking at this annoyance, and if the visitor is Yashiro, Natalia will invite him in on her own without my permission....... although we may need to discuss that carefully one day.

But this time he came to see me.

That's really unusual, but it means Natalia is lost in judgment.

"To be honest, I'm confused, too. Usually, I almost chase it back after a witty and slightly erotic little joke..."

"... in short, you're from the Soyu category."

"But..."

Natalia, at last, had what a complicated look.

I want to ask you what you want about your position as a foreman who should do your job, and your unwilling friend, who is a friend of mine with a high probability. That's the look on your face, like you're shaking between those two emotions.

"Fine. Let me through."

Natalia getting lost is probably the kind of person she wants to talk to, even if she's upset about discipline, and if she is, she wants to help me.

"I'm sorry. imitate the way Estella entrusts her with judgment."

"Fine. I'm a lord. Decisions are my business."

"... you're strong."

Thanks to someone - and I'll give you a mild grin back, without putting it in your mouth.

Natalia quietly bows her head and leaves the study.

I wondered who the hell was coming... I had some faces in my head, but it was the unexpected person who actually showed up.

"Sorry I'm late at night."

"... Loretta?

And unexpected visitors have said unexpected and unexpected things with an unexpectedly magical face.

"Actually, I... I'm thinking about leaving District 42."

"What!?

Loretta's face, who said that, was never the kind of look she was joking about... but with a look that she knew perfectly well that she never wanted to, and had serious concerns that even had to be taken into consideration -

"If you have a problem, you'll have someone to talk to before I do, right?

I advised in a mild tone to escape this strange chest commotion.

"You're in your workplace. You're the best person in the city."

"No... Um..."

I thought all would work out with that.

Whatever troubles Loretta has, I'm sure he would - that Yashiro would do well.

Although.

"I want your brother to keep it to himself."

"... Huh?

That was the most unexpected word.

"Weird......"

I had to whine when I saw the sight in front of me.

"Da ~ Lynn. If you hire Oshina in this store, Oshina is super happy."

The trouble I didn't even call for came from the other side.

Why... I shouldn't be flagging there. Instead, you should have taken the initiative and broken it!

I haven't even been to District 41 lately!

"Osina's shop, Mo. It's completely unmistakable. That's why I'm thinking of folding up a store and walking my second life."

Why is that second life the Yangdu Pavilion...

"Oshina, I knew all I could do was cook. So, a career change using stunts ~"

Osina was a cook who had a shop in District 41.

Beauty with long black hair on brown skin creating an oriental hue, the size of her tits is a c cup.

Osina, who had a pretty good location in the 41st district, the so-called "second bottle", from the main street to the alley at the back of the second bottle, pushed her to the Yangdu pavilion with her big luggage because of the danger of management.

"Besides, it's easy for Medora to come to this store."

That's the biggest problem!

This Osina is a decoy beauty who always keeps smiling, and that Medora's best friend.

Osina, there's MEDRA somewhere... with this guy by his side, his count rate with MEDRA will explode without a leak.

Because Medora is so in love with Osina's cuisine that she only eats out at Osina's.

Like Estella falling in love with Ginette's cooking.

Go back to the Forty-first Ward.

"Cold Ne, Da Lin Cha!

Osina hugs me with tears in her eyes like she drew on a single line.

Stop it! It's not worth the age!

Yes, Osina looks like this... she's the same age as Medora.

I don't care how you look at it, you're in your twenties, but your real age is...

He's a beautiful witch.... women are horrible.

"Anyway, we've got enough hands. I don't need a rookie."

"Even the deputy chef, Osina good, sir?

"Do you have any idea what you're talking about?

He told me to pull Magda and Loretta out and put them on number two at once... that would just be impossible.

Our employees are well guided and almost enough if there are two of them in the hall.

That's all or there are a lot of helpers out there who can rush you when you're in a pinch. Neferry to Norma to Delia and Paula to Paula.

Besides, the ham daughters also train on the floor. No matter how you fall, you can't run out of talent.

... though.

"It's not like you don't have a problem... these days"

naturally, head to the clerk with a gaze.

"Yes, beef cutlets, please wait!

"Hey, Loretta. What I asked for was a grilled salmon meal, huh?

"Heh... ha!? Oh, I'm sorry!

"Oh, well, fine. Fine. No matter what you eat, the Yangdu Pavilion is delicious."

"So-so. Loretta, don't worry about it."

"Hehe, that means a cutlet looks good on a greasy face like you."

"No, it's not."

"Shut up, Terra."

"Oh, um... I'm so, so sorry"

"" "" "You can say it. Loretta, you're so cute, I'll forgive you anything." ""

Four carpenters at Torbec Workshop make a breathlessly disgusting voice.

Normally I would say "It's breathless as disgusting!?" or something like that is a touchy occasion...

"After all, Loretta, it's crazy..."

"N ~? I'm worried there's no scratch, sir?

Oh, no. Does that bother you?

"He's the one who doesn't make that mistake."

"Wah, that normal daughter, Da ~ Lynn, is highly regarded, sir. Awesome Ne."

Loretta is always positive about her work, and she's just like building up an effort.

For this reason, it had now grown to the point where it was safe to leave the store number to me alone.... should be.

"There have been a lot of initial mistakes lately."

"... Loretta has been vomiting a lot lately"

"Oh, Magda. Were you there?"

"... ears on the wall, magda behind"

"No, there's no such proverb..."

There are situations like that all the time. Magda is the one who takes my back.

"Nfu ~. Tiny little, sweet daughter Ne ~"

"... hehe, let's see." I'm concurrently serving as a mascot girl in the 42nd arrondissement with the sign daughter of the Yangdu Pavilion! 'And because Magda is on the brink, naturally. "

"From the end of that phrase, the only thing boiling would be in that fox..."

Magda's primary sauce is often Womalo, isn't it? It's a pretty skewed report.

Well, it's adorable because no one suffers the detriment.

"So, are you boggling?

"... I am. Loretta didn't say 'Welcome' when Becco, Usse and Pompeo went on to come to the store in their spare time after noon, although it was yesterday"

"Is it possible that you dared ignore it?

"... it can't be. But Loretta's not the type to do that."

"Right. He should be more easily understood."

"It's safe to impress customers, this shop. Ugh, interesting ne"

"… greeting visitors is fundamental to the customer service industry. Even in the" So-yu genre "race, we should respond at a minimum as a customer service professional."

"Oh, you're absolutely right. At the bottom, we need a minimum."

"Khuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

Assunt came to the store as Osina shook her shoulder with pleasure and me and Magda were seriously thinking about it for the price.

"I beg your pardon. Oh, good. Mr. Yashiro is here."

"Oh, trouble."

"... um, shit"

"Um... I'll order properly, can you give me a minimum of customer service?

"Pfft, pfft!

Asunt, who hasn't even welcomed him, steps into the store on his own. Breaking and entering. I guess I'll stick it out to the vigilante.

... and when I saw the hall, I didn't see Loretta. Looks like he went into the kitchen.

"There's something I'd like to put in your ear."

"Is that the color of my wife's underwear?

"... are you interested?

"No, not particularly, but if you really want to tell me, I'm not asking you."

"I can't tell you. Because that's top secret."

"- That means you know. You saw that, right? Ello."

"... obscene decentralization"

"I can't come up with the best answer to whether I should tell you not to proceed on the assumption I saw it, or because I'm a couple, it won't be a problem, but just don't. Involve my tickets."

Assunt makes a small difficult face and arms. Sigh leaks "buppy" from the pig's nose.

You distracted me, Osina, who was sitting across from me, takes her seat and gives up her seat to Asunt.

And come next to me and sit down in a chair with a smile.

... You didn't care, this.

"Something bothered me."

With a small, difficult face, Asunt sits down in the seat in front of me.

… and.

This is the kind of timing when water is supposed to be served to visitors............ Loretta is still not in the hall.

You don't think it's a problem because Magda's here... No, he's never left it to anyone else before, he should have checked the situation in the hall himself and acted voluntarily.

"Sorry, Asunt. Can I have a word with you before we talk?

"Yes? What is it?"

I told her with my eyes that I had no business with you, and I turned my voice to the kitchen.

"Loretta, water for the guests!

"Yes, sir!

Loretta popped up in a hurry.

I have a good water drain on my hand.

but turn this way and swell your cheeks plumply.

Magda, you're here.

Then I wish you could do it instead, but I told you.

But that's not right anymore.

Loretta said, whoever is there, "I'll do it!," he should have been the type of person to come forward with all his might. Especially if it's about the Yangzhu Pavilion.

After all, this guy is a little crazy.

"Yes, Mr. Asunt. Water."

"Thank you"

"Speaking of which, you didn't hear 'Welcome', did you?

"Oh, I didn't say that."

"Say it right!?

"... sorry. Because Magda doesn't have a very good impression of Asunt, she doesn't want to serve customers with all her heart..."

"Um, Mr. Magda... don't even joke about it because it's a little scratchy"

"... you can have 'The Spirit's Judgement' done"

"Spirit God will not judge you for your personal emotions!?... because before, you're scratched by that confident saying!?

Saying "hate" to the person you like doesn't catch on to "The Spirit's Judgement". It's a case where using conversation records (kambassation records) doesn't help you decide.

But that's all I can say for sure.

Magda doesn't like Asunt as much!

"Magda. Meetu"

"I don't dare ask you what you agreed to, but once you're here as a customer, would you please respond accordingly?

I'm gonna shake hands. I'm gonna interrupt between me and Magda and you're gonna look at me, Asunt.... face, closer.

"So, Mr. Assunt. Are you ready to order?

"Right...... shall I have a curry then"

"I accept!... Curry... Curry... Curry..."

Whether the earlier failures have been met or not, I am whispering my order back so as not to be mistaken.

"Curry...... an exquisite collaboration of spiciness and delicacy with an aromatic aroma, rich and able to experience paradise when eaten with a bite...... Juru"

Apparently, Curry's delusions spread in his brain, and Loretta bellied with a big bang.

You must be hungry.

"... spicy spices appetite..."

"... tacos"

"... yes, tacos. That spicy salsa sauce envelops your tongue with happiness..."

Loretta turns back to the kitchen with a bump.

... Tsugatsu Magda. Why did you whine "tacos"?

"Maybe it's my fault... I have a feeling the tacos are going to come out"

"That's an odd encounter. I feel that way, too."

"Well, I don't mind tacos. I don't really care about food."

"Hi, I've been having a hard time lately."

"Is that Mr. Loretta?

"Oh. Maybe we should give him a break."

"That's right. No matter how much you like it, your health is finite. You'll get tired too, and sometimes you'll feel sick trying to get through it just by liking it...... so why am I in a position to listen to Mr. Yashiro? He wanted you to listen to me."

Asunt drinks water with a rugged face and cuts off the flow of conversation.

I guess I stepped on it that I couldn't talk about myself if I kept talking about it. What a selfish guy.

"... pigsty"

"What is it, that cute bad mouth? I'd rather be happy."

Sure, you've become nuanced like every character in this place.

Chi, unpleasant.

"So, what is it? Talk."

"Actually, I'm talking about in District 41..."

"Don't bring the problems of other districts to district 42..."

"No, that could be the fire across the shore."

Asunt's coming all the way out here to give advice is mostly a bothersome or annoying question to get.

He's not the kind of guy who comes to talk about hard work.

"I don't want to hear it, but let's hear it for once"

"Then...... There's been an attack on a pedestrian operating in District 41."

"Raid?"

The expression of Magda and Osina, who were listening in silence, also hardens slightly to that information, which is not calm.

"The raid itself remains a thing. The case of the rogue guilders, the uninhabited, the undetected coming from elsewhere, targeting hardware and food itself."

"That's a lot of noise."

"It's the kind of case you don't meet when you're in the 42nd arrondissement. It's not that rare outside of here."

Get to work, vigilante.

"The pedestrians dealing with luxury goods were enough to hire an arm standing caution stick... and that's, well, let's leave it now. What matters now…"

"Forty-first district pedestrians attacked,"

"Yep. He was a merchant who mainly traded food, and even then loaded a variety of food on the carrier."

"They attacked me there," he said.

He said the thief was alone and robbed enough food to fill a big bag.

"Well, there was no injury to the merchant, and as the amount of damage, it's never cheap, but it's not enough to say it's huge, that's all it took"

He says it's a painful loss, but not enough to raise his guild and make a fuss.

At least not enough to spend a bounty on a thief's neck?

... Is there such a system? Good, I can't put on a bounty or anything. I was just here when they arranged my nomination.

"One of the things that bothered me about that story was certain words that the thief said..."

Put it on and stand one finger so Assunt can get our attention.

Get on with it and wait for the next word.

"Here's what the thief said - 'Is there no popcorn?'"

"... popcorn"

Magda whispers.

I guess that's the word that came up with the name of my own specialty dish and it leaked out by accident.

A thief targeted a popcorn. It may be a laugh to hear in Japan, but popcorn is a dish that revolutionized this neighborhood, which was less sweet.

At least, it is a talked about sweet among the districts from 42 to 35, where the Yangdu Pavilion once towed the stall and walked.

This position is more famous for its sweets than cakes in the 35th Ward. I couldn't even sell the cake over there.

"So the merchant attacked by the thief accidentally slipped his mouth." If you want popcorn, go to District 42, "he said."

In that word, nature and power enter my spine.

A thief... in the 42nd arrondissement?

"Naturally, I gave strict guidance to merchants who made far-fetched statements..."

"No, are you the head of this neighborhood?

"Yes, he's in charge of overseeing the epidemic's launch points, 42 to 40."

"... that's a very positive way to look at it"

It should have been treated as the poorest three districts before.

"Anyway, there are sweet thieves after popcorn, so watch out for yangdu pavilions and mobile sales stalls."

"Yes, in case anything happens to the Yangdu Pavilion or all of you... I'm not prepared to quit asking Headquarters for a lot of compensation either"

Assunto's eyes are serious.

If the remarks of pedestrians in the districts under Asunción's jurisdiction are the starting point, and if the damage is wrongly done to Yangdu Pavilion officials, or even the injured, the blame goes to Asunción, and as a personal sentiment, there may be a crack in the friendly relationship with us...... or something like that.

"... if you want to scratch your friendship with Mr. Yashiro, say HQ... I'll crush you."

"Don't take me for a feast."

I don't think he's going to take precedence over HQ.

I'm a little scared of your assessment of me.

"If you need anything, let us know right away. Because we will form an escort and dispatch!

"Don't ask me to do that... well, I'll tell you as soon as something happens"

"Phew...... not at all. Young people these days are not nervous enough, in other words..."

Osama Asunt leaking a stingy novel.

Well, for sure, a far-fetched statement in this neighborhood before I came would strangle ourselves as it were, a matter that could even invite the worst of guild breakdowns - and this guy would have thought.

"... Is it a peace mess? Totally."

Disgruntled, Asunt drinks up a glass of water.

But aren't you the one who's at peace?

If you'd been there before, you'd have done a thorough education around it. That seems to be what's been burning my willingness to handle soy sauce and other new products lately and to expand my sales channels, and it looks like no workshops have been held to get the others on my hands.

"It's a waste of time to acquire skills that you don't need," Asunt said. It's rounded, really.

"Thank you for waiting."

Loretta returns to our table at the right time when Assunto's stupidity is all over.

Give Assunto the name of the dish while offering a plate with freshly prepared dishes.

"I'm a Neapolitan!

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Me, Magda, and Osina stare at Neapolitan, whose assunts are all in place and served silently on a plate.

"Oh, that? What's the matter, sir? It looks so delicious, eat it before it gets cold."

"Uh-oh, no, well, there's nothing wrong with that... what's wrong with this..."

He doesn't seem to have a particular focus on food. Asunt, but this just doesn't seem to hide the confusion.

Now if it was tacos, I'd say, "I knew it!? ♪ And I could scratch... ♪

"Mr. Loretta. If you're getting tired, would you like me to bring you something refined?

"Heh? Yes, no, I'm fine, aren't I? What's the matter, Mr. Assunt?

"What's wrong with you, Loretta?"

"... Huh?

Seriously, this guy doesn't seem to notice.

"Magda, tell him"

"... Asunt ordered curry"

"What!?... Well, was it?

"... and Magda got bogged down by tacos"

"Heh... bogus?

I don't understand Loretta at all.

This guy is finally in serious trouble.

"Um, guys. What have you done?

My work in the kitchen must have come to a hall, Ginette.

They come to our seats in slow footsteps.

"Shaking the big swell with a loose look,"

"Mr. Yashiro. This is the situation, so why don't you weigh yourself down?

"Da-Lin doesn't have to be so bad to brace you, sir."

"... Yashiro, so I can't help it"

…………

... I'm not joining you, then!?

At a time like this, Loretta was always coming up with something to chew one.

This has always been the case, and most importantly, Loretta herself must have really liked that kind of nori.

Yet, this time unresponsive.

Or he doesn't even realize it.

"… This is a serious situation"

Magda frowns.

I didn't know you'd let that faceless Magda frown root... quite a big case.

"Loretta, if you have any problems, tell us..."

"Hey, there's nothing wrong with that!

Block my words and Loretta waves her arms at me.

What kind of situation is this?

"Mr. Loretta."

Ginette slowly walks over to Loretta, who has a blatantly strange reaction.

I haven't hidden my worrying heart, with a look that dresses my normal mind as best I can.

"I'm not saying I can't, but if something happens and you feel tired, please, remember that we are by Mr. Loretta's side."

And softly lay his own hands on Loretta's hands.

Just gently bend your fingertips, don't step in too much, but hold hands with the strength to insist that you're here securely.

To such Ginette's words, Loretta...

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

I missed my gaze.

He can't talk to us.

Ginette's eyebrows seem lonely and distorted.

"... Really?"

Quiet, forced to speak bright.

"Well, let's keep up the good work."

"… Yes, sir"

If you don't want to talk, I won't listen.

So, let's try to stay the way we always do, show some concern for Ginette.

Well, Loretta's an old girl, too.

I may have as much trouble talking to people as I have problems.

Poking around poorly can make you obstinate... should I keep it static for a while now?

Nevertheless, Magda was so "concerned! Because you look like," I guess you'll observe closely where Loretta doesn't notice.

We're going to be able to gather information, and we can find out what Loretta's worried about. It's one hand to decide what to do when you know it.

"Then bribe and eat while you have less customers. Magda's good with you."

"... Hmm. Then I think Magda should eat curry."

"Mr. Magda, is that a hit on me or something? It doesn't matter."

Asunt leaks a bitter laugh.

In the slightly soothing air, Ginette's question turns to Loretta.

"So what would Mr. Loretta like to eat?

"Um, I... I'll see you later!

...... weird.

Bribery is supposed to be taken at irregular times while looking at the customer's feet.

What I'll take while I can, not for myself, but for other members as well. I don't mean "later"...... if Loretta had ever said that.

"Oh, um... hey, I feel like eating alone... haha"

I don't suppose that's the intention, but Magda, who indirectly said, "I don't want to eat with you," puts her ears to bed.

"... then I'll eat alone"

Magda obstinated.

Clearly and obstinately, I wave my tail and head to the kitchen.

Loretta doesn't show a reaction to it, even though it stands so easy to understand and make an appeal. "Oh! That's not what I meant! Okay, I'll eat with you! Instead, eat with me!"... what a reaction I expected...

"Well, I'll take a look at the hall in the meantime, so you can rest first, Mr. Store Manager."

That's what I said, I just left our seats.

"Is something wrong?

I'm worried about Loretta, who's obviously crazy, and Ginette looks like she's about to cry.

Right...

This is what Loretta used to look like... when she was worried about having no place to work for her sisters and when she was sticking to a malicious grounder...

"I don't suppose you even held it in debt, huh?

"What!?

"Oh, no. There is no certainty. Just a story."

"Really..."

Exhaling relieved, Ginette's expression does not hold.

Debt is hard.

But if that's the case, I can snort why you won't tell us.

"Because I don't want to bother you," that's what he's going to think.

Or that someone we don't know is trying to carry in a very dear person's debt...

"Somewhere a thinker comes along and he's in a lot of debt... what a possibility."

Asunt cites a similar possibility to what I was thinking.

They were thinking the same thing at the same time.

"If you're one of those people who's thinking about getting married, you might be able to figure it out on your own."

"To Mr. Loretta, is that better...?

"No. This is one thing, too. We have no certainty."

Totally.

Though there's no way Loretta would let out depression on a man who knows every horsebone.

If there's such a guy, you have to let him come to me first to say hello. I'm also Loretta's brother's replacement. Parents are the same, I am.

"... Assunt. Do you have any idea of the right people to wash around Loretta?

"Um, Mr. Yashiro... for example, right? I didn't decide that Mr. Loretta had a bad bug on him, so don't look like such an evil god... huh?

No, no, but it is.

Loretta's had a bit of a change of vibe here lately.

From a nasty energetic daughter like before, to a slightly shadowy, ladylike atmosphere.

..................... love? Love, is it!?

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"Mr. Yashiro, calm down! It's okay, I'm talking about Loretta, in the unlimited likelihood that someone like that would have existed, you should have reported it to Yashiro first! The absence of it means that there is no such opponent!

I can no longer leave it to others.

I looked directly at Loretta... and that's exactly when I turned my gaze.

"......"

Like a threaded puppet, Loretta fell to the floor.

"Loretta!?

The chair collapses and makes a noisy noise.

Me and Ginette rush over at the same time, and Magda rushes right after.

Loretta's face, which I held up, was white.

This is not going to be a long story to say to see how things go.