Isekai Sagishi no Consulting

"Ginette! I'm hungry!"

"Yes, we have plenty of lunches."

At the end of the morning competition, the President of the Games Committee (Estella) made a break declaration.

With that leg, Estella went straight from the top to Ginette. On the road, he was removing a blue bowl roll. An indication of your desire to have lunch with me regardless of the team...... no, you just want to collect rice, are you?

"If you want to eat, pay for it!

"Why!? Fine, I'll negotiate directly with the 'manager'."

How cowardly of you to do this.

"Isn't that nice, Mr. Yashiro? If you all eat it."

With Nico's face, Ginette spreads over the leisure seat when she takes out an overly huge lunchbox.

"This is called, it's alle. It's publicity, Mr. Yashiro."

"Propaganda?"

"Yes, if you've never touched a lunch box at the Yangdu Pavilion before, if you know that lunch is such a delicious thing and the cold rice you eat outside, maybe you'll order more lunches"

Surprised.

I can't believe Ginette said that...

I just thought this guy was stopping thinking in places like, "It's better if you need it, when you need it," but... you're growing a little bit, too, Ginette.

"Well, sure. Sales in cafeterias and stalls are fine there, but lunch boxes are growing. Yeah, this could be a good opportunity."

When I said that, I laughed that Ginette was freakishly dull.

What's so funny?

"Looking forward to it, me too, my friend Ginette's lunch."

"It's a ginepoo lunch box that overshadows my fixed notion that cold dishes are bad. I'm very excited to see what things are in there today. Come on, let me feed you. Ahhh, Jinepu, ahhh."

"Mr. Becco! I haven't opened the lid yet, but I'd like a food sample of this too."

"Is this the quantity!?

Something came together with straw from another team.

When I suddenly thought it was cloudy, Medora was standing behind me. He blocks the sun like a doorway cloud and peeks into his lunch box with interest.

"I see this is the rumored 'lunch box'. I've seen Magda eat hidden a few times, but this is the first time I've seen what's inside."

"Be sure to look at the flavor too."

"That's a confident look. Looking forward to it."

Docka and Medora sit down next to me and look forward to opening your lunch box.... narrow.

"... Unfortunately, Yashiro is this team"

Hold me up, and Magda will take me away.

Once again, next to Ginette.

"I don't know, Magda. Wouldn't have anything to do with the team during the break, would it?

"Chicchi-no, Mr. Medora."

"... Yashiro is"

"Your brother..."

"It's the" Yangdu Pavilion Team "!

So it seems.

Well, it's easier with these guys than next door to Medora. Wind Street is good.

"Well, fine.... Atashi, next to Darling, gets nervous and his appetite drops..."

Huh... I'm just losing my appetite right now...

"Sasa, Mr. Yashiro, Ginette. Let's open our lunches quickly. Ladies and gentlemen, I can't wait any longer."

and Bertina, who obviously can't wait, prompts next to Ginette.

Yeah, that position is the easiest way to get them split up. That's right, Mother, I know very well.

"Mr. Sirah, Mr. Orchio and Aunties Mum are welcome"

Ginette makes the call, and face-to-face people come together.

"Ginette, can I call you too?

"Of course, Mr. Marul. And Mr. Cindy."

"Thank you for your attention. Oh, hon. Ginette looks just like me when I was younger. Careful, cute."

Oh, too bad!

It's really a shame Cindy can't use The Judgement of the Spirit!

Even though I can definitely be a frog!

"It looks like our Ines is taking care of us, so let's have a special dinner table together."

"Ma, Ma... If Miz Aylin is here, so is Washi... no, because the Yang Deception Pavilion has something to do with it. Let's just say we keep them with us."

"Lunch with Mr. Rebecca...... haha, I'm happy!

Besides, we even got a bunch of people we didn't even call.

Fillman to Donnis to Geraldsey...... ooh, not a single decent nobleman when you look at it this way.

"Dear Estella, this Tracy, naturally, will be with you!

"There's Nene too!

"" That's right, Mr. Store Manager, how soft are you today... "

"Oh, you know. Don't be so frightened. I won't do anything. Right?

Tracy and Nene's heart has been engraved with deep-rooted wounds.

It's a rare race that Ginette has trouble dealing with. Let's take care of it.

"Something's not all right, here?

"Ugh, yeah. Hey, it's hard to get close..."

"Ah, Miri, we're not here... of, are we?

Paula, Neferry, and Millie have gone awry because of the arrival of so many thick people.

Look, I know you're scared of beauties (and chickens). Out of the way, bad lords.

"Oh, I made a pretty big leisure seat... wasn't it enough?

Ukrinez leaks a bitter laugh when he sees a heavy traffic leisure seat.

The leisure seat used this time is a Ukrainian specialty extra-large rug (commonly known as a leisure seat), but in size it is a substitute for what can be called a carpet.

That turns into a cunt.

"Ugh, the lord has a guild chief - full of it. Yashiro, that might be your feat."

"Lords and guild chief tits are my feat? Then give me a free ticket."

"Is that it? I wonder if it feels like I want to mislead something."

Hmm. Marsha.

It's like I'm the reason this thick group of members came together to make a mislead.

The Lords of other districts flock because Estella is nostalgic to these strange people.

"All of these guys are peppermaniacs.... Oh, I said it wrong. I miss Estella."

"I wonder what would happen if I missaid something!?

"Hmm? Shall I explain? First, Estella's chest..."

"I don't need it! There are all kinds of dignitaries present, shut your mouth!

Estella protests by gripping the small plates and chopsticks that Magda and Loretta are handing out.

You asked me...

"Hey, tiger's daughter. Give me a plate, too."

"... Ah, Ricardo... 200 RB"

"Why am I the only one paying!?

"... lord special price"

"You're treating me the wrong way!

Ricardo gets mixed up.

But well...

"I can't help it if that's the kind of system. Estella, it's 200 RB."

"Take it from Ricardo"

"Hey, you're kidding me, Estella. I'm sorry!?

"'BU' is a Lotus of Trustees... put it together for Geraldsey"

"Don't be ridiculous, Oobayashiro!?

Don't say it stinks, in 200 RB or so.

Ha ha, totally blameworthy lords.

"I'm sorry..."

"Don't accuse me in mysterious terms!

Is it a mystery?

Look, doesn't Regina look like she's "sure"?

"All right, everybody. It's time to open your lunch."

They were waiting for everyone to get together, Ginette.

He looked around at the faces of the crowd, and finally he saw me.

"Lunch boxes are very important when you open them."

Tell me who put you in wisdom.

With a strangely happy face.

What? So you're gonna say, "I'm like Mr. Yashiro again" or something? Still sweet.

When Ginette with a smiley face puts her hand on her lunch box, everyone drinks solidly in unison.

The lunch box lid opens as the crowd watches.

"" "Ooh..." "

A wild exclamation leaks.

The first thing I saw was a colorful mound shaped nappy.

When it comes to lunch boxes, the mound, I guess it's the influence of the general that makes you think.

In the meantime, I took that concept over to Ginette. Look, I can pack it tighter than a triangle.

"" "Wow!" "

The girls cheered on the delightful vegetables.

Potato salad with asparagus rolls of bacon, fried rencon pinches, spinach hives of seaweed rolls and petite tomatoes to sit on. I also make macaroni and put it in.

"" "All right, uh!

It was against the meat that the relatively older kids showed a gutsy pose. The lunch box is bright brown. This is a punch force that is no match for a young man.

Deep-fried chicken seems to eagle a man's stomach in every world.

Then, you can see de classic freaks like mini hamburgers, meatballs and egg rolls one after the other, and the voltage on the leisure seat keeps rising.

And finally, this time the hidden balls.

Lunchbox of dreams realized with the full cooperation of the Sea Fishing Guild.

"I'm exhausted of shrimp fries!

When Ginette opened the lid, a joyous voice burst out at the head of the kid.

Surprisingly fried shrimp in a lunchbox.

Besides, it's Marsha's selection of car shrimp!

It's a really stunning fried shrimp that seems like a Western restaurant that takes about 2,000 yen in one tail.

I was wondering if that was it.

"The fried shrimp was served by Marsha, while the fried shrimp was served by Neferry. Everybody say thank you."

"" "" Thanks -!

"" I like it............ no, the shrimp "no, the fried chicken"

Distorted by the words of gratitude, I heard a heckly man's - tall fish voice and a challenging eye makeup tanuki's... well, let's ignore it. You wouldn't have sounded like Neferry, and it sounded like he might have sounded like Marsha with a good ear, but he decided not to.

"Enjoy, then, gentlemen!

"" "" Here you go!

Ginette's voice signals, each reaching for her lunch box.

The faces of the Yangdu Pavilion, Norma, and then the servants are splitting up their diapers and diapers on their respective plates.

The intolerable reach for something close by.

"Uhma! Oh, what is this, good!?

"Nappies, there's something mixed up! Yum!"

For the nappies, I mixed a lot besides the usual sake flakes.

I made my own sprinkles using cabbage and jacquard. You can use alcohol and miso for many flavors, and you can do as many variations as you want.

The last one had all sorts of sprinkles that were interesting to Ginette.

So the variety of nappies is tremendous.

"Salmon, that's great!

Yeah. You will, Delia.

"Yashiro! This! What is this vegetable leaf!? Is that our vegetable!?

"Takanaka."

"Takanaka! This is what happened to me!

Mo mat tenses to high vegetable nappies.

You're making such a big voice and appealing to me, "This is our vegetable."

"Whoa, whoa, Yashiro! This one and the delicious meat is the meat of the Warcraft that our hunting guild has been hunting for even if we don't!?

"Too bad, Usse. It's a boiled beef."

"Ha-ha-ha! That was a shame, hunting guild! This is our beef!

"Chi! Yashiro! Eat the meat of the Warcraft! More delicious than a cow!

Don't argue, in about lunch.

The meat of the Warcraft doesn't have to be particularly handy to make it elaborate from delicious.

This stewed gesture is a delicacy that Ginette and I came up with an idea to complete so as not to be inferior to the meat of the Warcraft.

"Look, it's a skewer of warcraft."

"Yummy!? What is this!? Bonacon!?

"... no. It's the Inopok Magda hunted"

"Mr. Usse, I don't know what it tastes like."

"Ha ha! You can say whatever you want, Woosse!

"... says Ricardo, an idiot tongue who can't tell the difference between eggplant and meat"

"Which mouth says?

"Ha! You're shapeless, too, Ricardo!

"Ugh, let it go, Medra! Shut up and eat!

"... Then shut up and eat, too."

"Did I say something, Usse?

"No! Ah, the meat of the Warcraft is delicious!

A bunch of hunters are doing it in a cute and fun way.

Medora is still a snack. There's just a little salad on the dish and one nappy on it.

"Medra, is that enough? Don't be shy."

"Darling, sweet! Is this what newlywedding looks like... Poop"

"Ha ha ha, Medora." Eat a lot, "that's a common word Osama from the pig farm says to pigs."

"But I eat too much... because I get fat."

"It's stupid. A little fat, isn't Medora Medora (= such end-of-the-life minus-point error, error. Suppose you don't realize you've gained about 50 kilos, because your ex is already too much!

"Dah, darling says, 'Medora is Medora when she says she's fat and thin (“ I love any of you, regardless. ”)!... a little nosebleed over there!

MEDRA jumped out involving a few Osama who were around.

Good, I didn't get blown in here.

"Yashiro... you, don't flatter your mom..."

"Usse. 'Then try to stop your contact with me responsibly.'"

"Don't be impotent! I can't die a hundred times!

I'm not squirming, I'm squirming.

"Yes, Mr. Yashiro"

"Hmm? Ooh, Thankyou"

Ginette offered me something I didn't share.

Deep-fried shrimp, mini hamburgers and asparagus bacon.... That's heavy.

"Excuse me. I thought it was balanced, because it was going to be gone soon"

From what I can see, fried shrimp, fried fried shrimp and hamburgers were decreasing that number with tremendous momentum.

Asparagus bacon is selling more than I thought.

"Shrimp fries, good!?

"What's this!? I've never eaten before!

"It's better than fried shrimp in our store... no, no, even ours hasn't lost!

Apparently, shrimp fries are shocking some humans.

Well, it's the finest fried shrimp.

Even I rarely eat this delicacy.

"You guys, that shrimp is the shrimp that our Nica came out to sea to get, Dazo! Eat with gratitude, Dazo!

For some reason, Carl is flirting with it looking great.

Several men look kachin.

"Why do you look so great," he said, conveying the thought of "such a cute daughter-in-law, to the scum of an imbecile who hasn't even lost his stinking horn".

"Already, Carl. Don't make a scene because you're embarrassed, Desne."

"'Cause the shrimp Nikka got was so delicious that I wanted to brag about it, Dazo"

"Don't be proud, Desyo... I'm just glad that if one Carl thinks it's 'delicious' Descara..."

"Aha! Our daughter-in-law, sweet Dazo! I feel like this fried shrimp tastes like Nica too, Dazo!

Ho ho... "About you, I eat zo"?

This imbecile...... wow.

"Guys! I hear this fried shrimp tastes like Nica! Taste Nica as she looks at her cancer!

"" "" A point of convergence!

"Wow, Nica, it's good! Nica, that's awesome!

"Ma'am, it tastes good."

"You're tight in good shape!

"Young lady, it's thick."

"My wife is delicious!"

"Wow! Stop it, Dazo! Don't you guys look at Nica like that, Dazo!

Hmm.

I'm not hot... because I flirt in front of the Hans, who spare me all of their passions for work while I get out of depression on women.

Wow, Nica, your tail is crunchy! Hmm!

"No, Mr. Yashiro. Bullying...... dull"

With all due respect, Ginette seems happy.

Well, it's not malicious.... I'm pretty sure it's a terrible sexual harassment, whether it's malicious or not...

…… What are those men saying, Desca? My wife's delicious? That shrimp, Descane with her husband?

... and let's have a big look at it because I haven't noticed the super dull Nica herself.

Anything, it seems out if someone who's been sexually harassed feels uncomfortable. Yeah. Safe safe.

"So let's eat fried chicken"

"Wait a minute, honey!

Until then! And Percy interrupts before me.

You're not rambling on the leisure seat...

"... if I spill even a grain of rice, I'll punish you?

"Oh....................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

Percy sitting right in front of me and drooling her head.

All right, all right. Don't get violent by the food.

"So, what is it?

"Or when you eat fried chicken, that... you don't want to see Mr. Neferry!

"See, monkey?"

"Are you serious?!? It looks like it just happened, so no!

You know, Percy.

... eating fried chicken while watching the nephew... would be with eating tonkatsu in front of the piglets.

No, is it like eating a veal roast in front of a cow?

Anyway, it's hard to eat in front of you, meat!

"And especially since this fried chicken is breast, its, sir, nephew, mr. nephew, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm..."

"Brother, it's creepy"

"Whoa!? Molly, when are you there!?

"It's been since you slipped in. Don't bother my sister."

"I'm so sorry, stupid brother"

"I don't say stupid or anything! And creepy!

"Then your brother says to Mr. Chicken, 'Your breasts are delicious'"

"Wait, Molly! I didn't say that! Seriously!

Noisy brothers and sisters leave.

"Noisy brother" and his sister are leaving, right?

"But as always, the rice at the Yangdu Pavilion is delicious."

Usse leaks that in a pompous way.

Ginette stops listening to it and looks so happy.

Then I took the fried chicken and asparagus bacon and served it on a dish and offered it to Usse.

"If you don't mind, this one too"

"What!? Oh, to me, huh?

"Yes, if your stomach isn't swollen"

"No, no. I can still eat at all... but that's... not bad."

Osama is not even lit on the gala.

When I sit back and receive a small plate with both hands, I reluctantly bow my head.

Face straight back to the front, face down...... Ha!?

"Don't peek into the valley!

"I'm sorry to be with you!

"Big tit lovers would be with you!?

"You're the only one with no moderation!

"Ginette, what do you think!?

"Mr. Yashiro. Repent."

Chi!

Even Usse always watches the chills.

"When I turn to the face, I say hectic. You're always watching me fly in this seat."

"Hey!? Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

"Ah?" The Spirit's Judgment "?

"............... Today, I suppose it's forbidden"

That would be synonymous with confession though.

The big tit lover hunter dispersed there and Lucia lowered her hips somewhat in the empty space.

Gilberta follows me and sits down.

"It tastes amazing, Gineppe."

"Thank you"

"But it's you! Maybe it's because it's cold, but don't still feel a little different from your usual meal."

"Yes, it's delicious even if it's cold… No, it's flavored to taste better when it's cold"

"Uhm! Brilliant, Ginepu! Come to the 35th arrondissement, daughter-in-law!

"No!? The manager can't give it to you!

"... what are you going to do with Ham Moru?

"At Hammorutan's... Wow, I'm going to my wife... Poop"

"Ginette's alone in the 35th arrondissement, isn't she?"

"Ugh, that's troublesome"

Ginette seemingly relays Lucia's euphemism.

It's pretty good that other lords like it so far.... Oh, you were the one feeding the lord of your district in the first place, Ginette.

Isn't this the guy, actually? What is causing the lords of each district to want to gather in District 42?

"How about you, Mr. Tracy?

"Yes. It's delicious. Hey, Nene......"

"Yes, very tasty. Tracy......"

No, so, 'cause it's okay.

Because you can call it off normally.... Perseverance, these guys trauma.

"Isn't it oily, Mr. Marul?

"Yeah, it's so delicious. It's fried, but it's not hard, and I just couldn't stop chopsticks."

"That's an odd encounter. I won't stop either."

Bertina with a smiley face, on a satisfied marul. It's always the case that your chopsticks don't stop, Bertina.

"Mr. Donnis and Mr. Fillman, would you like one?

"No, I'll do it myself, I'll be fine"

Don't bluff, what about this obstinate bloodline!?

I don't want you to cheat on me!?

Nevertheless, Ginette is actively deploying lunch PR.

I don't know what inspired you, but it's a good trend.

... though.

"Ginette, eat a little, too."

"Huh?... Oh, right. I totally forgot."

"Damn......"

I just take care of other people, and I haven't eaten a bite.

It's a bad habit for Ginette.

The games will continue this afternoon. If you don't eat well, you'll fall.

"Look, at least eat this much"

Gatsun on the belly and rice, and split the salad into small plates and give it to Ginette.

You don't need to be full, but energy replenishment is essential.

I'd really like to change it a few more times... but there's very little left.

"Thank you....... hehe. It's kind of nice to have you split up."

Carefully receive with both hands, stare and leak a smile.

You've been doing such a delightful thing. Are you aware of that?

Well, that's it. Sweet once in a while.

"If it's not enough, tell me."

"No. My stomach swells when I'm making it or making it..."

"I'm running out of lunch. I'll buy you something at the store there."

"Huh..."

"If you're the one eating alone, well... together, yeah"

"…… that's a fascinating suggestion"

Grasp the small plate and loosen your cheeks by squeezing your eyes.

"I think I'm gonna be a little bit of a eater today."

I hope I don't look like my mother.

... What a timing for sarcasm, I accidentally missed it.

Don't be so happy. Kid. About opening a store... Damn.

... Me too, I'm going to get fat all day.

Young lady, you have big tits. Hey, come here because Odysan's gonna buy you something delicious. Let's eat together...... fluffy.

Wow, if you're not familiar with me, I'm a criminal.

I can't do it without saying something like that. 'Cause right now... when you smile like that, you don't get to spend a little more... or anything, I'm thinking about it.

Ahhh, I knew the festival atmosphere was scary. My purse string is looser than the rubber on my trousers I've been wearing for two years.

Ginette rocks her shoulders when she dulls at what she says.

- of Bertina, who interrupts in front and makes you blind.

"Mr. Yashiro! I'm going to be a cannibal, too!

"Though you will always be a foodie!

Strange though.

For a mother and daughter mother of a similar person, I don't think it hurts my nostalgia if I treat her... it definitely involves a lethal amount of pain.

"Perhaps, Mr. Yashiro... I, this is not enough"

"I guess!

Bertina grunts. They come around even out of sight, and they peek in.

This won't leave me without a treat as much as a warcraft sausage anymore.

... I didn't bring that much money today...................... you want to gather in Ricardo?

Or me. How much do you have right now?

I'm exercising today. - Why haven't you brought that much?

I brought some because I have a stall.

They modify their trouser pockets into a double structure to keep them from falling, no matter how much they run or jump, and put coins in there.

Something fell out of my pocket as I wandered my butt pocket to make sure of it...... clammy......

It was a bunch of small, folded paper, which I myself, with my hands, put in my butt pocket, some 'bump' made by me, and when I realized his presence, my spine was hissing for a moment.

"Mr. Yashiro. Did something fall?

"Oh, no! It's okay! You don't have to pick it up!

Why am I in such a hurry at this time?

I wonder why I didn't want someone to see it.

More so, at this time...

Magda picks up that 'bump' I tried to pick up in a hurry as soon as she perceived my impatience.

Norma and Natalia are precisely inhibiting my body from trying to take it back.

That folded 'bump' opens up as the excited-looking girls peek in.

The letters in it...

"Estella Sleeping Ticket"

- Plus, ten spellings.

"Hmm!?

It was Estella, of course, who raised such an odd voice, and in that moment each looked like he had perceived something.

"Is this a gift from Master Estella?

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, I didn't give you that stuff!

"If it's a gift... it's like a toddler."

"That's why I didn't make it!

"Really, is that it? You give that right to a vendor to sell it? Round money."

"No way!?

Estella, who started making fun of me at the same time, walks up to me with a bright red face.

"Why the hell would Yashiro have something like this?!? Oh, that, too, Jaw, ten! Are you going to sleep with me so many times?!?

"Idiot! No! Calm down!"

Damn, that was a bad time!

If it weren't for this worst timing, the intent of this ticket would have been accurately read, but under this circumstance they have totally perceived it as a 'ticket for me to use'.

I'll be honest here - you're going to miss your business opportunity - but you're going to have to talk.

"This guy is for selling to Tracy for a high price!

"Buy at Word!

"It's forbidden! What authority do you have to do such business... and anyway! Forfeiture! Disposal!"

"Oh, Master Estella! Waste!"

Pathetic, frivolously torn sleeping pass.

I got up in the sky, and Tracy and a couple of other Ossans reached out to me at the end of it.

"Because that voucher is invalid!

To the voice of the merciless lord, the scattered scraps of paper became worthless.

That's how that merciless lord pokes his finger at my nose tip and pisses off his brow.

"Next time you do this crap, I'm going to jail you for a couple of days!

I said such an imperfect thing, and I told him the punishment on this one.

"Okonomiyaki, if you treat me...... forgive me for this one"

"... heck"

"I see the color of reflection - hey!

"Yes, I'm sorry!

"Uh-oh!", I say to Estella, who dissipates the lighting with anger, an apology valve here judging it wise to apologize honestly.

I'll treat you to an okonomiyaki.

"Then Ginette will join us for an okonomiyaki..."

And when I looked at Ginette, I was feeling a little confused by the sudden fuss that had happened.

Sit tight, grab a slice of a sleeping ticket in your hand for some reason.

"... Ooh, Ginette?

…………

And when I called my name, I turned around slowly - and somehow swelled my cheeks as soon as my eyes met.

... Yes. I'll confess, I'll come. You just have to...... damn.