Isekai Sagishi no Consulting

"Yashiro!

Ginette comes at full speed as Ginette.

It's kind of a huge rush.

"Good..., you weren't imprisoned"

Hmm, didn't it tell you exactly?

I was hoping you could bring me lunch at noon, but when I suddenly went back to the Yangtze Pavilion...

Door "Gacher"

Girl in dressing "Yikes!

- I asked Estella and her ham daughter, who were helping me clean this garden, to leave a message because there was going to be a case like that.

"I'm in jail, so I want you to bring me lunch," he said.

So, the result is...

"Um, 'now that I'm in jail and I can't go back to the Yang Dai Pavilion, I want you to bring me lunch' message..."

Mm-hmm... I'm not mistaken, but the interpretation has become a message of maggot-color that doesn't matter what the meaning is.

I had some anticipation.

"So you all said, 'Finally......!?' and"

"Wow, can you tell me specifically about that 'folks'?

"Oh, no. Ladies and gentlemen, I was just worried, right?

Being worried is a dissatisfaction.

Looks like Ginette came in quite a hurry, too.... I guess I couldn't say enough about the impossible. Damn.

"So, uh, it's lunch. Yashiro's favorite, deep-fried river fish."

Ha... you can bring me something I like, seriously. That's a visit. I haven't been caught.

"How's that?

"Yes, it looks like you're all back in strength for now, so you can move normally."

"Right."

"Now, under Mr. Delia's guidance, I'm in the midst of 'light exercise'"

At the time Delia is coaching, it can never be 'light'...... no, it would be 'light' if you tried Delia, but from our point of view it must be a level of exercise that is not strange to be classified as fierce training or heavy labor.

"I'm sorry I called you before lunch."

"No. Actually, I'm planning on taking lunch a little late."

Because he's trying to eat light meals multiple times, free time, to force the stomach of his long-biased asshole daughter Trio back to normal.

Eating more than one meal at a time is not sensible from the point of view of digestion. However, I don't really like it because I can't indulge in fullness.

"Starting tomorrow, it's going to be a diet class normally. Regina's checkup showed no abnormalities."

"Were you here, Regina?

"Yes, because all of a sudden you break your body when you're impotent, and you're here early in the morning, and you're still watching me with you."

Heh... he's not there.

"So, you said Norma would teach you a simple dish that you could even do at home, and I'm at Norma's disposal for lunch."

"What's Imelda doing?

"Eh............ 'I saw the perfect nice buddy and made it my goal' and wandered in front of you all in your swimsuits..."

"What are you doing, he..."

"But because of that, you were all excited."

"'I'll definitely pay you back!' You think?"

"Yes...... Ugh, that's the way it is"

Well, if that's all you're doing, are you okay?

"Really good, be careful before it's too late"

"Right......"

Squirting, Ginette pulls her chin and drops her gaze to the ground.

Are you still blaming yourself for something you didn't realize, or are you sorry that I forcibly said I would burn their care...

"I don't suppose you'll ever reflect, will you?

"No. Whether I can forgive me... this is also a selfish emotion..."

Aha...... and spill a laugh that sees impossibility.

I'll give you these words.

"Ginette."

"Yes?"

"Repent"

"Ah............ kusu. Yes, I repent."

To face your sins, not to forget them, and to forgive yourself one day.

"I'm glad. Mr. Yashiro, remember me."

He holds his own body like a tickle and looks at me with a peeking upward look.

Don't. You'll want to take me away.

"... thank you"

After he lowered his head with a dust, he said, "Ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

Is that the one you can take home with you? I want to put it on my pillow.

... Ha!?

Why don't you?

I almost got really imprisoned.

Let's just change the subject.

"Is there any weird guilt in taking a break from the Yangdu Pavilion?

"Yes.... uh, I feel weird though"

Has it not been since the renovation of the store that the Yangmada Pavilion will be completely closed?

When I was on the 35th Ward expedition, I was open at the stall.

"If you care about the Yang Deception Pavilion, be thankful for a lot of it. At the same time, there are also many people in the Yangdu Pavilion who want to take care of it. If you can help those people, you need to take a bad rest… I can think of it these days."

Once Ginette had a verse somewhere scared of resting the Yangdu pavilion.

He might have thought that if he closed the store, the store would be gone as it was.

At least, I would never have taken a break from the store when I was cutting it all up by myself. No matter how many customers come. No matter how rough the weather day.

But Ginette has changed.

At the same time, the Yangdu Pavilion changed.

You should be able to understand it properly now.

I just took a day or two off, and the Yang Deception Pavilion needs to go away.

Ginette is taking the level as a proper manager of the Yang Deception Pavilion.

It was a success.

Well, sales and profits are still a red dot as a business owner because I'm completely blind to the part.

"But I'm thinking of showing my face to Grandma Mum for a bit after this..."

Mm. That drinking tea at the Yangdu Pavilion is routine.

Ginetically, it seems unsettling not to see Grandma Mum's face. Aren't you getting a routine too, having tea with Grandma Mum?

"And then I'm going to see how Mr. Magda is doing,"

Norma will prepare lunch, which means Ginette seems to have time.

Magda would be happy if Ginette showed her face.

.................................... Ha!?

"Ginette, Cantartica is dangerous"

"To?"

There's a customer over there who looked at Ginette with an evil eye.

I can't believe I let Ginette go to such a place by herself...

"I guess I'll go, too. You want to join us for dinner?

"Oh, no. You'll be busy at lunch, so I thought I'd go home as soon as I see your face… Norma said you'd make my share too"

"Oh, really?"

Well, if you're gonna go all the way and go all the way home, are you okay... no, but considering the drunks are bad... Magda and Millie are gonna be worried too........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"There was a mace in the arsenal here, so you should take that!

"No... I treat things like that a little..."

"Then I'll guide you! Get dressed for easy movement and meet me here again!

"Mr. Yashiro, please calm down. Because it's okay. Right?"

Sweet! Sweet, Ginette!

How sweet are you, shall I put you into practice in this place now!?

Two big swells of wings tightening and roughing from behind.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... So if you do, it's jail time, me!

"... ok. But be very careful. Don't follow me even if I get a voice from an odyssand I don't know. You shouldn't even ask me to give you sweets."

"Um, Mr. Yashiro... I'm not a child, am I?

Idiot!

I know you're saying this because you're more defenseless than those kids!

"If a top chef with a suspicious mystery told me 'Let me tell you a recipe for a new dish' I would follow you!?

"Uh... I was wondering if a first-rate chef would be a mystery..."

I don't care about that!

"Besides, what interests me is the recipe that Mr. Yashiro tells me. Because we want to set up the right dishes for the Yang Ma Ma Pavilion."

... That means that the dish I propose suits the Yangdu Pavilion. I mean, me and your colors are sunny and pavilion-like colors...............

"Oops!

"Mr. Yashiro!?

"No... I'm fine..."

Something suddenly lit up!

So embarrassing!

Yeah! Right!

Ginette's not a kid, either!

I'm sure he'll be fine!

And there's Magda!

"Well, say hello to Magda"

"Yes. Um, Mr. Yashiro, how long is it going to be back?

Gina Pu, come back soon from loneliness Pu

.................. Ha!?

What, the voice of the mysterious cute creature now!?

I didn't say it!

Because Ginette wouldn't say that by mistake!

You're a little too floating, man. Me!

"Hey, thanks for having to do this here. Might be late."

"Really? I'll finish your baths by then."

"I knew I'd be home soon! I'm leaving now!"

"No!? Because there are so many women today, it takes time to bathe! I'm sorry, come back as slowly as you can."

"Okay. Don't go home about 7: 00 while I say I'll be home about 8: 00 pm!

"I'll lock it up, that's what I keep saying!

Ginette looks bright red and wields her arms.

No, 'cause, you see, we're all anemic, and you're gonna be relaxed, and you need a bath aid or something!? You know, bath aid, heavy laborers!? Man, you need it!?

But it's a little hectic to be tightened out...

Shut me out of the Yang Deception Pavilion waiting for me to come home anytime...... yeah, I might cry.

"Okay. If I finish my errands early, I'll kill my time in Cantartica."

"Huh..."

Ginette brings her fingers together with an unexpectedly lonely look on her face.

What the fuck?

"Oh, um... even if the mysterious leading chef says, 'I'll treat you to a very delicious dish for free', don't be full... right?

Aren't leading chefs a mystery...

"Right. I can't seem to cook at all today... and I think I'll have my dinner made extravagant."

"Yes, I intend to"

Cooking is Ginette's vocation, hobby and life work.

I can't cook because I can't stress myself out.

"Besides, it's also an operation to show Mr. Yashiro how delicious he is eating and remind you of the pleasures of eating."

Ginette's thoughtful manoeuvres, how dare you say child deception...

I don't think those guys have excessive dietary restrictions anymore.

At that time, there was a real rush.

I realize that it's almost too late, and I guess I'm in the middle of a desperate rewind right now.

I did it just a little wrong, but those guys are basically not stupid. If you tell him I'm wrong, he can go back the right way. I guess that's why so many humans can help.

"Then I'll use my head to keep you hungry."

"Exercise, isn't it?

"It's the brain that eats the most energy in a person's body."

If I torment him violently, he's about to fall on an empty stomach in just a few hours.

Once upon a time, I wrote a 100,000 character manuscript in one day and ran out of gas when I wrote a certain emerging religious scripture.

The brain eats up energy for real. I don't think it's a marathon ratio.

"So if you all study, will you be hungry too?

"Oh, you'll lose it, but you'll get fat if you eat it"

"Really!?

I'm hungry, but I'm not consuming calories.

Exercise is better for consuming calories.

"Then it's time for me to go back."

"Oh, thank you for lunch."

"No, because it was fun."

Making lunch. And I say words that would go on with words like that with a happy face.

We need to open the Yangdu Pavilion.

Of course, do you want to put a piece on quickly?

I hold my lunch box aside and look back to head to the basement where the cabin is located.

"Oh, you know, Mr. Yashiro......!

Ginette stops me from walking out.

Looking back, my big eyes were staring at me, just a little rushed, regrettable, or "Ah... I stopped calling. What to do..." Ginette was biting her lips off, seeping through the atmosphere like that.

Oh, my God.

Look at me like "I have something to say".

"Um... earlier, what..."

Earlier?

"... peek?

"I'm not talking about the bath. And don't peek."

Is it not?

And you still can't...... damn, just in case you're pressed, "Oh, my God! You can't use the operation" by accident "!

"Uh... at Mr. Cantartica..."

"Are we talking about boobs?

"We didn't talk about that, did we!?

No, you did!

He told me to take a mace because there's a lot of dangerous Osama with big tits maniacs!

... Oh, the breast part isn't in your voice?

"............... Um, together, have a meal..."

"Oh, you mean that?"

But there's no way the two of us can eat more than Norma says we'll also have Ginette's share. I have lunch too.

"Don't worry about it. 'Cause I'm just trying to tell you."

"Yes, no! Um....................................................................................................................................."

Absolutely?

"If you get a chance... next time, why don't you join us... for a meal?

Hmm...?

That's...

Eating dinner with Ginette is not uncommon.

That's hard to say together in relation to work, but we eat together when we donate, even when we're in the store, if we don't have customers, we eat together.

But this is a different color.

This is...

"In Cantalchica, huh?

"Um... anywhere, I don't mind..."

I mean, that's...

An invitation to a date, is it?

Dinner with Ginette at a restaurant that is not a Yangdu pavilion............

Okay. Okay.

I understood the situation.

Well, that's it. Ginette will also need to eat other store stuff once in a while.

Know others and know yourself. Is that important?

So, isn't this a good thing?

Ginette and rice.

It's just a little bit of a different place to do what you normally do.

Nothing to be aware of. It's part of the job.

It's also an investment to make a profit.

Oh, that would be nice.

Let's go. To rice. Ginette and. The two of us.

"Shit! Let's go!"

"Ha... yes. … please"

Peppered his head down, Ginette ran away.

It's so late, but I'm desperate for something.

My arm is shaking from left to right. That, just shaking back and forth stretches the time a bit more...... oh my god, I dropped that back off thinking about what I don't care.

Right.

If you have this next opportunity, I'd like you to show it to me for a long time, Ginette's full walk...

I was blown by the outside wind for a while and kept my raised brain cool.

Once inside, all the time will be at battle time.

Breathe, gaze, breathe. Be aware of and control all of that and get what you want.

That's the kind of battlefield, beyond this door - the barn.

"... All right. Toggle Complete"

Sometimes when you meet Ginette, you are forced to turn off the switch as a fraud. It's hard to do. I guess that's what his favorite aura makes him do.

They change the air in their lungs and beat up their brain cells one by one.

Take out the bundle of keys you made me sneak into my nose.

Currently, Estella's authority has made no guards available to keep an eye on this dungeon.

As a result, all four doors are sturdy locked.

To get out of the storeroom, you need to break the locks of the storeroom and its four doors, well it's not easy. For once, there is only a cell where important suspects are imprisoned, which means robust protection.

That's why you took the guard off and left it to me.

Everything but me will get in the way of this operation.

Until he cracked his mouth, he made it forbidden for anyone but me to come and go.

But, well, in my view, it won't be that long of a fight. Because you seem like an honest guy, that monkey bitch.

Unlock it, go inside and lock it.

Repeat that three times, I descended the stairs leading down to the basement.

In doing so, throw up this awkward novel.

"Damn... why am I doing this... use it like it's good"

Footsteps rough, drooling with bumps and complaints, open the last door down the stairs.

"... it is. I know.... Say something. Hey!"

Lock the door, say, etc.

And tongue-beating.

Looking back, a guard desk is placed in front of me.

I can't see it from the barn, but I can keep an eye on the barn from here. That's the position.

When you see an exit from the barn, the prisoner is able to get away. I think it's a good position.

Place the key bundle on the desk and take the tray with the lunch for the monkey woman handed over above to the cabin.

The monkey woman in the barn was still squatting with her back against the wall.

"Hey, even rice."

Speak up, but the monkey woman doesn't show a response.

But you must be hearing my voice. "Rice 'cause'," he said.

This rhetoric, which is less proactive and more flattering than "Rice 'It's Here'", goes hand in hand with the little play I just did in front of the door and makes them think I'm 'being pushed by someone to watch'.

And then, if you let him touch the fold and be unmotivated, the monkey woman will surely eat.

Sometimes we can talk when we're in the same hole.

I said, "Where did you get in?"

The dining room has an elongated door to put in a tray of meals, but I dare to disguise myself as the wind that doesn't notice it.

"Do we have to open the house..."

A monkey woman reacts slightly to such words.

That's right.

If an ignorant, foolish man who is unwilling to do his job unlocks the locker, this is his chance to escape.

But I don't want to get hurt, so I'll tell you in advance.

"Just in case, it doesn't make sense to kill me."

Stand with your hands open so your whole body can see well.

"The door key, it's not here."

- It's on the desk over there. Let a monkey woman who doesn't know what to do pound around her waist.

It's a hands-on appeal.

Here comes the little play I just played to life.

I'm forced to push the lookout here, and even more blatantly unmotivated, I'm not allowed to hold on to anything important like a key so I can haunt you. In the way of......, unsolicited stories can be assembled in the monkey woman's brain.

To the evidence, a monkey woman, who had pierced the unresponsiveness, smashed her tongue.

You lost interest, the monkey woman left her back on the wall and turned away.

Open the shop and put in a meal.

You can stir it up a little more... but no rush.

Close the chamber early.

"All right, out of work. Dinner. Oops."

I don't tell anyone, I sit on the spot alone.

Spread Ginette's special lunch box and eat it normally.

"Oh... it's Gori"

The fried river fish Ginette said got me honestly thrilled with just the gorilla.

It's my favorite, a little riverfish called Gori. Did Delia bring it to you? Thank you.

Speaking of which, you promised to fish at night. I'll give it to you when I've cleared up a lot.

"Yummy...... so yummy...... Huh!

It tastes nostalgic and reminds me of many things.

... Oh, shit. I'm going to cry.

This fried gorilla was also a favorite of my parents.... well taken away from each other.

"Ha... I want to go home"

For a moment, I wanted to go home to the Yangdu pavilion with vegetables.

Somehow, I wanted to tell him it was "delicious" properly.

I wonder why... because I ate fried gorillas... or because of the constraint of not being able to go home until night?

The desire to return home is more pronounced in situations where you cannot return for any reason than in situations where you can return at any time.

Yeah. I knew it was you.

Ginette thins out the con element in me, doesn't she?

"I want to go home," I came out with all my heart.

Well, that would work positive, too.

Anyway, it's just me and the monkey girl here right now, and those two are thinking the same thing right now.

"I want to go home" -.

I didn't say a word from it, and I flattened my lunch box.

It was delicious.

If it hadn't been for a place like this, it would have tasted better. Though I felt a little sorry for myself when I thought so.

After dinner, I fall asleep on the floor.

The floor is cold and hard with every stone laid down.

I'm not even going to be able to sleep slowly in this place.

There seems to be a straw-covered simple bed and blanket inside the barn... but you won't be able to sleep well.

"Hey, can I borrow your blanket?

After hitting a few times over, I wake up my torso and ask the monkey woman.

"It's cold, floor. You're not sleeping yet, are you?

Throwing is also ignored as a matter of course.

After staring for a while, "... tart," he leaks into a sigh mix and rolls over the hard floor.

I tried to turn my back on the monkey woman and I slept a little.

What I'm doing now is a psychological battle actually carried out by a big country to break the mouth of spies - an improved version of that.

The contents are very simple, beside those who have stubbornly shut their mouths. That's all.

Those who are captured squeeze out their vigilance and lock themselves in their shells. If you stimulate it to open from the outside, the shell becomes thick and sturdy for that matter.

Dealing with the vigilant will make you like it. There is nothing else. If we are to eliminate the means of torture.

This is also used for counseling children with closed hearts, but they don't force themselves to talk, they just stay by their side, and they don't do anything. It just exists there. Now, if danger looms, I will protect it, and I will always keep an eye on it. On top of that, no more interference than is necessary.

You don't need to make yourself think of yourself as an 'ally' when you relate to someone who has closed your heart. It just makes me think 'I'm not the enemy', that's all.

It doesn't matter if it's a stage device, a background or anything. If we can make them recognize that 'it is not harmful', change will manifest itself.

It's a little nervous in the first room I've been in, such as a hotel, but it's something I'd be relaxed about at some point if I were there for a few hours.

If one can recognize that it is a space where there is no one to harm oneself, one releases one's vigilance.

If vigilance diminishes, people take further action.

People are creatures who unconsciously seek a comfortable place to live.

And...

People are creatures who can't help looking for a place to live.

The more familiar a child is, the worse it is to break up after breaking up.

The higher the first vigilance, the greater the dependence after forgiving the mind.

If you're in the same space, people feel less intimate. Especially for those who do not harm themselves.

Apart from the adorable "this guy's going to be on my side," or the ruse "this guy's going to be able to draw me into his crew."

"Hey...... hey!

How long would I have slept?

I haven't slept well, but I don't know what time it feels like because I was somewhat relaxed.

But my consciousness awakens in an instant to that voice I've been waiting for.

Damn, it's late.

You slept on a hard floor, which made your body vacillate.

"Hey, get up......!

A husky voice that throws hard bread served as a meal and calls me in a whisper.

Don't throw food. Eat properly later.

When I woke up in the guise of carelessness, a monkey woman clutching the barn fence and staring at this one came into my sight.

"Why don't we make a deal with Arsi?

Before I ate my prey properly, I chewed down a grin that was about to leak unexpectedly... gripping my fist in my heart for a much quicker catch than I could have imagined.