Isekai Sagishi no Consulting

"Today, no, no, no, no, no!"

Natalia's forecast is brilliantly centered and clear today.

Fresh sunshine falls brightly in the morning.

"Teresa, you've been much better."

Watching Theresa shagging in the special seat, Ginette loosens her cheeks.

Theresa's eyes have recovered well and now she can feel the light firmly.

Bertina was happy to tell me that I could also capture the contours of things and discern them without having to hear them.

"That's right, Mr. Yashiro..."

Lie down with a dusty smile until earlier, rubbing your thighs and knees together.

"This clothes...... very easy to move and comfortable............ hey, my legs......"

Ginette's thighs, which can be rubbed together to snuggle in, are raging light with dazzling whiteness.

Raw too, dazzling!

That's right!

What Ginette is currently wearing is gymnastics clothing!

That is, the lower body...

Bluma ~!

Dazzling! Senior, you're seriously shining!

The white short-sleeved shirt creates a soft, loose wrinkle, and the ebony bloomer accentuates the white, finely manicured thighs.

Oh, shit! You look super good!

No more, the uniform of the Yangdu Pavilion. I won't make this!?

"Brother ~ cha!

"... White group, almost gathered"

Running Loretta and Magda are wearing blue bloomers.

The colors are two colors!... because I wanted to throw them both away! Bad!?

Hey, I'm glad I planned the sporting event after all.

Until the day before, there were more negative factors and I felt like, "Hey, I don't know," but when I got to the production, I couldn't help but have fun!

Bloomers, bowl rolls, gymnastics outfits over there already!

A girl's bowl roll at a sporting event is also adorable. Trying to make it look a little better by figuring out how to roll it in stylishly............ oh.

"Hey, Loretta. Hey, come on."

"Heh? What?

Loretta, who was in the mood, tied tight with a white bowl roll on her forehead. "Best!" or "Pass! It's the way to tie a bowl roll that says" or something.

Maybe that makes me more in the mood...... I figured girls would look better tied in about Katyusha's position.

So I'll untie the bowl roll on my own, shift the position slightly up, and re-tie it for you.

"Ho. You're cuter this way."

"Ho ho!? or are you cute!?

I tied my bowl roll and said, "Ha!" He grabs it, touches it, and then spills a tight grin.

Cuteness is overwritten by dumbness.

"... Yashiro. Magda hasn't tied yet."

Softly, Magda offers me a bowl roll I gripped.

I think I was just asking Ginette to "tie it later"...

"... Magda is a team leader, so it is desirable to have special cute specifications"

Even if they say it's desirable...

I wonder if I can go with Loretta.... and if you think.

"... alignment with Loretta or other tasks are not allowed"

They said it was impossible earlier.

They only want preferential treatment as Chi Mu leaders.

... I can't help it.

Wrap a bowl roll around Magda's head and make a firm knot once. In doing so, the length of the excess string shall vary from left to right.

Twirl like a whirlpool a few degrees to keep the longer string at some length and fold. Like a thick roasted egg, not a tri-fold of futon. In the form of "", not "self".

Then bring it so that the center of the folded string overlaps over the knot and wrap it together by twisting the middle of the folded string with the shorter string. At this time, it will look better if the shorter string is folded in half vertically beforehand.

Keep the rest of the short one pinched under the knot.

"Ho. It's a ribbon tie."

The image will be shaped like a kelp roll of Oden, but if you make this with a bowl roll, it looks like a cute ribbon.

Especially when you're on a little girl's head like Magda, cuteness doubles.

"Ho ho!? Magda, you're so cute!

"Wow! That's lovely"

Loretta and Ginette give a good compliment to the show.

And the Magda...

"... This is the way team leaders tie the bowl roll they deserve. It's no longer an exaggeration to say that the Whites have already won at this point"

- I think I liked it a lot.

"Um... Mr. Yashiro"

Softly, Ginette comes closer and then unties the bowl roll that was already wrapped around her head.

And I reluctantly offer you a bowl roll that unravels softly.

"... If I can, I can..."

It is a reminder.

Ginette is a ponytail today, so I'm sure just a little knot to its roots will be cute enough to finish...... they're probably expecting a Magda class showing, this is...

Not at all......

Align the bowl rolls to Ginette's head to adjust the length, so that two triangular knots come to the top of the head and tie. Not crushing a string is the trick to make a triangular knot look beautiful.

And if you tweak that triangle to come to a good place, and then tie it with standard girl-wrapped guidelines...

"Here, you can tie a cat's ear."

"I'm in!? Cat ears grew on the manager's head!

A triangular knot peeking a little from between chestnut hair looks like a cat ear.

Difficult to adjust position but easy to make.

"It's a shame you can't see for yourself"

That being said, Ginette looks happy.

He touches the cat earring on the roughly top of his head.

Magda staring at such a cat ear knot.

Thought you'd even complain about a cuter knot than yourself...

"... Alignment"

Soon, I hugged Ginette on her hips.

The tail says, "Pi!" and stands. He's happy.

"Yes. Come on, Mr. Magda."

The two of them are shaking their bodies for fun and rocking a cutely arranged bowl roll.

"Ha!? When that happens, I kind of feel like I'm the only normal way to tie it!?

"It's okay, Loretta. Normally, because it's your identity!

"Such an identity is a wish!?... Ugh, but it's a knot my brother told me was cute and............ ahhh, it's troubling!

I was bored holding my head for a few minutes, but it looks like Loretta ended up deciding to join in while the standard girl rolls.

"Mr. Yashiro. Ginette."

And by the way, Bertina walks in.

... usual clothes.

"Oh, Ginette. That's a cute knot. Is that Mr. Yashiro?

"Yes. Please tie it.... Ah, no. You tied it."

I dare say it again in a way that contains the nuance that I didn't move on and prompted it from Ginette.

I guess it's ticklish and fun to feel like "I did something wrong" like that.

Mother and daughter are all smiling with similar faces.

"Will Sister not be joining us?

"I'm not good at exercising. And the... the clothes, they're a little..."

Apparently, the bloomer was NG.

You look absolutely great!

"Besides, you have to watch the kids in the backup seat."

And Bertina, who bodily well turns down the bloomer because of the kid.

You look absolutely great!

If you're backing up or babysitting, you can do it with a bloomer!

Bertina, besides Sister clothes, doesn't really wear it for me...... no, but she wore a swimsuit when I was playing in the river...... even though it came with a rush guard...... for once, do you want me to push it subtly?

"Well, it's a tournament for everyone to have fun and be cute. You can jump in and join us if you want to. It's fun to get together and make a scene, and the kids will want to jump and run with Bertina."

And I say by pointing to the audience where there are young kids who seem to have difficulty participating in the competition.

The kids were jumping a little when they saw the ground being prepared for the sporting event. I'm supposed to be in it.

What a pleasant face he's waving over here and there.

"Kusu......"

Seeing the shaggy kids, Bertina spills a laugh.

"Right. Okay, if you get a chance."

That said, he went back to the backup seat to stop the kid from trying to get out on the ground in an unrestrained foothold.

Sure, I might need a sponsor. But that doesn't have to be Bertina. The aunts of the dorm mothers are fine.

So! Please! To Bertina! Give me a bloomer! Hey!

"Have you seen Sister with your evil eyes, Yashiro?

"No, Yashiro. Don't look at Sister like that! You're gonna get mad at me."

"Yokoshima is no good, Yashiro!

Every group of leaders will come to me in case I try to screw him over like an irrational fate.

Blue Estella, yellow Paula, and red Delia.

Of course, all gymnastics clothes. Namely, Bulma!

"Guys, you're gonna be cute all day"

"Fu!?

"Duh, what's wrong Yashiro!? Oh, that's so clear... no, I'm glad, but..."

"Oh, hey, are you cute!? Oh... hehe."

Everyone lights up and their thighs and thighs rub together as they peek from the bloomer.

I like it! I want to be pinched! I want to get involved!

... so maybe Delia doesn't understand what 'evil' means.

If you're not a vertical stripe, you must think.

"Ah! Something's Loretta tying the bowl roll in a cute way!

Paula discovers it visibly and speaks up.

Estella's attention is focused on Loretta, exposing her to a look she's good at - no, Loretta showing off.

But at the next moment, my gaze is scratched by Ginette and Magda lining up behind it.

"Ginette, what's wrong with that!? So cute!"

"Hey Magda! That's good! Tell me how you did it, and I'll tell you!

Each group of leaders who pass through Loretta and cram into Ginette and Magda.

Loretta, Potsune.

"Don't go through it! Mine is a cute knot too!?

"Really, that's a cute knot, Loretta"

Neferry walks over to Loretta, who shakes her arms and protests.

"Me, shall I manipulate Loretta? Magda's and Ginette's are a little too cute."

"Right!? This is just the right amount of salt plum cuteness isn't it?!?

It may have meant comforting, but cute 'too' is an understandable emotion.

Character and cuteness need to go well together. Gaps and imbalances are easy to distinguish, but we need to recognize that they are completely separate.

It would be a gap if Ginette wore a sexy costume with a lot of exposure, but even if Medora wore a flirty lolita dress filled with frills, it would be unbalanced...... no, I can say a visual murder weapon.

Those two things are completely separate.

... even if.

Neferry, you have beautiful feet.

Not too thin, not too thick. No, a little thinner. It feels a little bit better, but in the case of Neferry, the leg outline is beautiful, so the balance is good. Plus, I have a long inseam, and really, I'm in model shape......... face, even though I'm a chicken.

"Hey!?... Already, Yashiro! Where are you looking? Etch."

Beh! and let me peek at your tongue and hide your thighs with my hands.

More than that, Acambe from Kutibashi is still shock footage. Sometimes I see it, but there's no sign of getting used to it at all, my heart.

"Looks like there's a bunch of team leaders out there."

Natalia, in command, comes to us as she prepares herself steadily on the ground that will be the venue for the Games.

Dressed in a magnificent blue bloomer, it shows off its fleshy legs at all costs, and boasts a chest that rocks with a lot of presence. Walking with your spine stretched out is an ideal way to walk for all living organisms who walk on two legs.

"Phew... It's a beautiful day, so you'll shake more than usual"

"Weather doesn't matter, does it?!? Will you not force me to try to shake it, Natalia!

Is the style that stirs the Lord up in grandeur still evident today...

If you keep your mouth shut, you're the perfect foreman, that guy.

"We will be ready shortly. The opening ceremony starts at the right time."

The District Campaign begins at ten o'clock.

Wake up at five o'clock and wake up at six o'clock. For District 42, it's a slow schedule.

If you pack too much, it could be an accident.

By the way, Natalia has a bowl roll round her neck. It's like loosening a tie. I guess that's what it looks like until the real thing.

A small number of people raise bowl rolls from their necks like Natalia.

I guess the best place here is to tighten it at times.

Or maybe you're uncomfortable simply because you're not used to wrapping something around your head.

Norma is one of them.

"Natalia, you've set up a scoring board, you're done!"

While announcing the completion of the work, the norm that comes from afar...... the bloomer of Eun Ji colors!

The perfectly indispensable thighs, which strike into sight the elasticity of even bouncing light, smooth but well-fleshed, draw the gaze of the venue unconditionally around precisely the colour incense and beauty to be called visual weapons.

"Sorry! This store can be extended!?

"Calm down, palm... I don't know how much you're willing to give Atashi... but it's not a store... Yi-Yi-Yi"

The flue pokes my nod precisely.

Ooh... you, stop nodding, nodding... no, I'm sorry I said the store or something!

'Cause it looks too good on you! You never look like a student, but you look great! So much so that I accidentally wanted to' nominate you '!

"I knew it would be nice to have a bloomer! Healthy! Sound!"

"I don't think so... especially when I look at your loose face"

A normal that lights up the flue slightly, albeit in a slightly angry tone.

Soothing and smoking at a faster tempo than usual.

Including being able to illuminate that way, bloomers are great!

I'm already in the mood to carefully observe everyone's bloomers and put them on the document as a fine record, every single one of them!

"Da-li! Take a look, Atashi's body, manipulation and clothing "

"Come on! Let's get in the mood for the real thing!

Fast forward and out of sight, right?

If it's enough to look directly at you, it's better to look directly at the sun with a telescope!

Eyes crushing? Ha, ha.... Better than your eyes blowing all over your head, right?

Why are you wearing a bloomer?

Well, I would also have long trousers for your old age who say, "Raw feet are just a little..."

Of course, shortly after I decided to prepare it, I came across the idea that my leg movement would be inhibited and my grades would be worse than running on a bloomer! Because if you don't say so, everyone was going to wear long pants!

This is just a consideration for adult girls & older people who can't even be expected from the record, and their raw legs are a bit...... that's all the substitute! Long trousers are such a substitute for losing them in the world!

Guys, you just have to live in a minisca or a bloomer!

"Da ~ Lynn. I'm wearing Oshina too."

............... ho ho.

This is pretty good...

"Mr. Yashiro. Your face is loose."

My cheeks were gently picked by Ginette's fingers stretching from next door.

I don't know. My facial expressions have been loose since just now.

Hey, I'm glad I planned the sporting event.

"Not at all! Don't expose your sloppy face when you're about to start a serious battle over your life, Scarecrow!

Zang! And Lucia, who stomps the dirt ground and lets the dust rise, benevolently stands before me.

He is wearing white gymnastics clothes in a bloomer with beautiful blue and brilliant hair as a ponytail and staring at this one.

Doya face as arrogant as usual, wondering if it's viable to rummage at me. And yet this is... honestly, cute!

Lucia, in her usual, lightweight gymnastics outfit after stripping off the iron-walled barrier called "Aura of the Nearby Lords," is no longer just a beautiful woman, but in a certain sense defenseless and flawless, her expression can be liked even if it is full of hostility.

And most importantly...

"Legs, long!?

So beautiful legs!

This guy was so stylish!?

I never noticed it because it's always a long skirt, but this length is equivalent without heels!?

"Nah!? Oh, don't let anything foolish slip through! Where are you looking, Shiro! Impure! Hazardous! Waste!

Who's the waste, here.

"Kid, you're kidding me all the time, and, uh... it's me! Oh, a,... Array, here we go, snail!

What's wrong with you? You're practicing writing it up every day, the Scarecrow series.

It's the best place I've ever forgotten.

"Phew, that's unpleasant! Let's go, Gilberta."

"Understood, I am. And I'll show you, subtle, a special costume for this day, I, my friend Yassillo. with my thoughtfully exposed thighs."

and Gilberta leaves, showing off her brown tight thighs as if this were still the case.

Gilberta's heart is too pure, like this...... so-yu can't see it with her eyes, honestly.

It's like being missed by a dog...

Well, she's cute. You look great.

"You... you've got rotten sexual roots and cancer, hero"

Looking back, he looked at me with tremendous contempt.

From Barbara, who is supposed to be on your side.

Barbara seems to be in a good mood today, tying the bowl roll tight to her forehead so much that her skull is likely to scream.

The depressed forehead was cut neatly as part of the "Street of Beauty" project in the forty-first district, and thanks to the good rice and good bedding provided at Yap Rock's, the skin is good, the meat is attached so well that it is being transformed into a beautiful girl with just a bad mouth and personality.

... What a pity. Barbara's.

"Well, this bloomer is getting in the way."

"Mr. Barbara, that's the front and back of the bloomer!?

Ah. I was retarded, too.

That flickering, stitching cost. I guess it comes with any garment.

"Let's put it back on!

"Right here?

"Yay!

"It's in the dressing room!? And Mr. Yashiro, please be penitent!

Stop the nearly stripped Barbara with all your might, and Ginette pulls Barbara's arm and walks to the dressing room.

... I'll confess again, me.

"... Yashiro. Magda is going to help the store manager... and he's going to brag about this cute knot by strolling all over the ground in the name of..."

"Nominal, you're too faded...... well, you can do whatever you want"

"Well, then, I'm going too! I'm appealing to this natural cutie!

"... natural... oh, 'normal'"

"Why are you re-saying it, Magda!? Wouldn't it be nice to be natural!

and so on, Ginette and Barbara, Magda and Loretta leave me.

corner of the edge of the ground.

The place assigned as a white group position becomes a little quieter.

There.

"Huh..., Mr. Terumi"

Voices similar to angel whispers came on the wind.

If you look back, Millie.

Are you ashamed, he's got his gymnastics clothes hem out to hide the bloomer.

As a result, to the extent that the majority of the bloomers hide and let a slight peek into their faces between their thighs, a small triangle is visible to them, in such a state.

This guy... Cuteness climbs the eel!

"Millie, great!

"Huh!? Well... I guess... honestly, I'm glad you're not... right?

Shit.

I guess around Estella or Regina did some extra intake wisdom anyway.

Planting boring suspicions on pure innocent Millie.

"Dirty pharmacist, doom!

"I don't know what to say. I'll tell you myself, Homma."

The green-haired pharmacist, quietly approaching from behind Millie, takes off his usual downright costume and wears gymnastics clothes today.

However, it's a little different from the rest of them.

Is this guy not comfortable with sunlight or is he weaving his long sleeve jacket?

Yeah. I have long sleeves, too. He fastens the front with a zip. He can weave feathers with a blouson feel. The colours are two colours, blue and eponymous, combined with bloomers.

Under that long-sleeved jacket, Regina is wearing an eponymous bloomer.

The jacket, of course, is not something to put in my pants, so I drape my hem and cover up many of my eyelid-colored bloomers, just like Millie.

There are two too many white legs from Regina, who hates sunlight, out of her slightly buzzy Eunji colored jacket, and only a glimpse of the burma! Best!?

What, you, are you the best!?

"Regina. We're friends, aren't we?"

"We've been dating for quite a long time, even at the worst timing imaginable - it"

Pick the hand I gave you with the tip of my thumb and index finger like you're picking something else.

What an unpleasant handshake. If it wasn't for the bloomer, there'd be a kick out there.

"Oh... and the sun is so hot... we don't know if it's time for the limit."

"You're not even ready yet?

Regina is planning to have an ambulance under her basic tent, so she won't fall... but keep her health under control, pharmacist. Seriously.

"Speaking of which, Millie. What did you want from me?

"'I enjoyed being in a bloomer, I wanted to talk to you!' Ya."

I know you didn't say that.

... Well, I wouldn't deny it.

"Huh... right? It's a bowl roll..."

I thought you wanted Millie to tie it pretty too.

"Oh, does it hit the tactile?

"Ugh... when I try to get laid, I get in tune, of..."

Wrap it around your forehead and you can avoid tactile sensation.

but that's not Millie's image.

Tie tight on your forehead is like Delia or Barbara, or a woman of serious thought, and a daughter like Millie should prioritize cuteness and be rugged. 'Cause she's cute!

So, what do we do... oh, well.

"Well, let's avoid the tactile sensation and wrap it a little shallow"

"But that makes me sloppy..."

"Fine. I'll use this one"

I thought someone might need it, so I brought some anti-patching to keep the bowl rolls from falling off.

It's the hairpin Milly and the others use to decorate their hair.

"Now you fix both sides... see, you're not falling, are you?

"Ahhh...! Thank you, Mr. Terumi!

Millie jumps a little on the spot to make sure she doesn't fall off a chill.

I'm glad the bowl rolls don't look uneven and jump over and over again.

Every time my tactile senses rock cutely...... my gymnastics clothes lift up when I jump and I see the bloomers, I see them hiding, I see them hiding...

"I'll take it home!

"My desire, I don't know, Millie, run away early"

"Ah, well, I'll show you all, huh?

Regina tells me, Millie runs all over me.

"Oh... there's a takeout..."

"Did you care to take it home to Homma?

Idiot, you, of course! Such a pretty girl, dressed so cute, so cute and happy, huh? You'll take it home, that!?

Millie is cute between floors, in the living room, in the kitchen, wherever she decorates!

... so I thought to myself, I remembered a certain person.

I like to decorate beautiful objects and be beautifully decorated, that lady I love.

"No, you haven't seen Imelda."

"If you do the wooden lady, look, why don't you pose over there?

It was in the middle of the ground that Regina pointed, and Imelda stood there.

He stands alone in the middle of the venue and poses sexily to show off his proposition that this is still the case.

... What are you doing, him?

"Oh? Oh, oh, Mr. Yashiro"

When my gaze matches my gaze, my feet are so fast, but my posture is cool without breaking, and Imelda is approaching me.

"You fell in love with the beauty of the wax, didn't you?

"No, you just saw Chira now."

"To beauty, you forgot your time and looked at it!?

"No, so..."

"Give up, yourself. The wooden lady, actually, has been posing there for quite some time now and realizes herself. Wait, come on. Behind my back, Lord Han of the 35th arrondissement and Millie."

Hmm... Imagine that... something is getting pathetic.

I have nothing to lose. It's not bad at all.

"That's Immelda. Whatever you're wearing looks great on you."

"Right!? I knew it!

... Mmm, that's not worth the compliment, this guy.

Imelda does, however, have a truly crisp, feminine style.

It's a proposition that I can honestly rate as great in the sense of artistic beauty, not in the direction of Eros.

Miró's Venus, that kind of style.

Imelda wearing the same gymnastics clothes as the rest of them, not her usual brilliant dress, is very rare and rare. but it still catches my eye because of the luxury in the main body.

... Well, I seem to have left it for a dozen minutes without realizing it.

"Healthy outfits look good, after all, with dusty blood."

The lady tends to wonder if she doesn't look good in an active outfit... but this guy was wearing armor and stuff when he headed outside the city gate, and that kind of outfit is handsome.

"Boil it, bake it, bake it, perfect beauty, that's the wax."

"Ho, rub it, okay, stroke it. I don't know... woody lady. Hang on, it's nasty. Wow"

"I didn't tell you, that's not true!?

"... no. You said that, didn't you?

"I didn't tell you, Mr. Yashiro! Just because you said it in such a true face, 'Oh, did you? It won't be!?

I don't know because this guy was in the 42nd Ward for a long time.

The scratches look like Loretta. When we met, she was the only high-flying lady I had.

"Anyway."

Pinch the cough, and Imelda will point at me.

Provocatively, brace yourself with dignity.

"" And shake it plump ""

"I was ashamed of the breathtaking things in that place, both of you!

Sure, it's embarrassing to be aligned with Regina.

Isn't it like I'm obscenely decentralized? Let's weigh ourselves in.

"Okay. Let's weigh ourselves."

"'I am a humble pig! It's a dirty existence!

"That's not 'self-weight', it's 'self-derision'!?...... that's a little different from 'self-derision' too, what's that!?

"You guys can't be serious for five minutes. Do you even suffer from a disease?!? You heard the wax!

Again, you said to me, "Zuba!" Pointing out, Imelda declares with a winning grin.

"Initially, the wasp said, 'Give Newtown a branch of the wooden guild,' but it was Mr. Yashiro who didn't give way to where he is now. So it's Yashiro's fault that the team broke up this time...... I hope you'll regret it sophisticated. That you didn't get the wax and dust to be a force of war.... Especially when you mourned and choked and cried that you were separated from the wax!

Who cries to the extent of team splitting for athletic events.

"... do you want to have lunch divided by team"

"I won't let you!? The manager's lunch will be served no matter what!

I'm planning on putting out some stalls, but it looks like someone is really looking forward to Ginette's lunch box.

... because there are quite a few guys who watched me request fried shrimp or something. It could have screwed up.

Well, in anticipation of that, Ginette had been grocery shopping in bulk since before dawn in the morning.

"Anyway, be prepared!... I won't bother you."

""... do you shake it with all your might?

"Voice! Please don't align!

As Imelda lifts her blonde hair, she spreads the light to diffuse glitter. That's amazing because that's all it takes to paint, this guy.

"I'll win and let you get it..."

Po groans softly, sends his gaze to me for a moment, turns his heel back and walks out toward his army position.

... All right, let's just say we didn't ask.

Damn.

Always this guy is annoying at sporting events...

"Really, I don't know."

Staring at Imelda's back, Regina says in a strangely bright voice.

"I know I can't do that..."

And as with my hair, my green eyes are pointed at me.

"Still, I don't know if I have anything to reward for doing all I can for such a rumor without roots or leaves..."

…………

Mm-hmm. I know.

You don't have to put it into words. You won't be able to pretend you didn't notice.

It was always strangely clear to me... that I was going to spend all of it knowingly.

"... well, if it's about an effort award,"

I can't make a big deal out of it, and I'm not going to.

"Farewell, well"

Fingers together, Regina stretches her arms and back muscles all the way as she returns her wrist.

Stretch something that doesn't even look good on you, and turn your hot gaze to this one.

"... we'll try our best too"

Inclusive, I mean, leaving words that only contain. Regina's leaving me, too.

.....................................................................................

"............... I'll definitely win you"

Nobody's gone. I'm on my own.

We'll win and finish the sporting event. That's the most peaceful and least cumbersome. I was so sure.

"I'll definitely win you!

Spit out the same words again and tie the bowl roll to the deco.

Ahhh, something like that... Me, too.

Soon after, the opening ceremony began.