Isekai Sagishi no Consulting

"Let's first get an image of the event in these illustrations, and then we'll gather some obnoxious stories about this city"

District 42, which has no major monster visibility at all I know.

Well, naturally.

So, I decided to put on a disguise based on the obnoxious stories that are rooted in District 42, but I can't go around every house and listen to them individually. I can't do anything cumbersome.

So I decided to have a competition.

Tell the people what they know or create about Obake in the square.

Keep the inhabitants gathered there as much as possible, including parents and children.

So let's get him to dress up as something that attracted some interest in that obnoxious story.

"It's not just about the story, it's about the illustrations."

"No, you can't do that to a normal people. I'm not that good at creating and illustrating."

That's a little confident, isn't it?

"It's not about creation, it's about inheritance, so a certain amount of talk will come together. When it comes to illustration, you can talk to me and I can help you."

You can ask me what it looks like, the atmosphere and its obnoxious nature, and I can paint the images I feel from it instead.

"That's a lot of behavior. Is there something behind this?

"Take a good look at Ginette's raw heso... everyone in the 42nd Ward is going to enjoy it"

"I heard something disturbing, Mr. Yashiro!?

"I thought the expression 'raw heso' might be a little tricky."

Molly frowns, but there are lots of raw feet, raw buttocks, raw milk, raw valley and raw areas.

Like half-life tits!

"Anyway, we all collect raw legs and raw tits stories!

"Your purpose has changed!?

Ginette peels her eyes off, but she says it's okay, she's changed!

I would strongly appeal that there has been a change of direction!

"Though. Isn't these understandable obfuscations, like Yashiro wrote, quite difficult? There may be talk of 'The Dead Peek Out the Window' like Molly just said, but there's no end to the disguise, is there?

I can't masquerade invisible objects.

Even if I could see it, would I be a little concerned to call it 'Obake', a disguise that resembles my personal appearance? And Estella complains.

"I'm fine. Because in that case, you just have to embody the image."

As I say, I will paint some illustrations of Japanese monsters.

"This guy is a monster called 'Bubble' and it's his fault he's afraid to go to the bathroom at night"

"Was it? I've never known it before."

Ginette giggles with a face like her sister listening to her child make up.

I don't believe in it at all but I don't deny it. That's the way it is.

"And then there 'll be times when I feel like someone's following me from behind in the middle of the night, right? That's because of this" Mr. Betty. "

"What a unique looking obsession."

Estella also loosens her cheeks when she sees a communal looking monster.

"Mr. Yashiro, what kind of an obsession is this obsession?

Molly pointed to a monster named 'White Ugly'.

"It's this guy's fault Sookin stinks."

"That was Obake's fault, too, wasn't it?"

"I'm always in trouble for this obnoxious"

Molly and Ginette laugh at each other as they look at each other and dull.

Japanese monsters are really humorous and varied.

I think the Japanese used to be really imaginative and creative.

During dark nights and long winters, vague fears and anxieties were thus shaped, creating a sense of intimacy with admonition, I guess.

Not knowing who you are leads to fear.

Isn't that why you created the 'identity'? I feel that way.

"If Mr. Yashiro paints an illustration of Obake in this way, Halloween will surely be adorable...... not full of scary Obake"

Ginette narrows her eyes with great pleasure.

"Ugh" and elegant breath leak from the loosely arced lips.

Cheeks like marshmallows are lightly colored and look just a little delicious.

"Would you like to make some marshmallows?"

"Is this another new dish?

Ginette's eyes sparkle in my groan.

Ginette coming close to my face to fill my sight. He peeks into my eyes in excitement.

"What the hell kind of food is that?

Ask me what kind of dish it is and think what the answer would be easiest to convey.

Right, marshmallows are...

"It's a titty treat."

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Ginette's face drifts away.

Light is lost from the glittering eyes.

That's crazy.

If it's a girl, it's a treat to eat!

Even though it's a cute treat that shows SNS!

"Let's talk more about obnoxies than sweets"

Ginette sealed the topic of marshmallows.

Apparently, they thought it was the 20% boob frame that got them mixed up for Halloween.

Even though it's not...

"When the Magdas get back, why don't we just walk around the city and gather some information?

Ginette has a little time today.

That's why I made that suggestion.

"But when Delia gets back, there's a gymnastics class in the evening."

Yes, it was.

Belly meat is more important to Ginette and Molly today than Halloween.

Instead, I had to do something about my stomach meat for Halloween, it was burning with such a sense of purpose.

"Then get information from close quarters."

and gaze at Estella.

"Seven Wonders Passing to the Lords' Hall?

"I don't. I don't know what to tell you about Obake."

"Something about a portrait that moves your eyes at night."

"What's that, scary!? I've never heard such horrible things!

"In the middle of the night, an instrument that plays music alone."

"Stop it! There's a room by my bedroom with a family heirloom instrument!

"In the middle of the night, you'll be naked, the foreman..."

"Oh, there it is"

Fear fell out of Estella's expression, which was tense.

It's such a relief, such a frightening look.

"I'd like to investigate it in detail."

"You don't have to. Because you're a very familiar foreman."

"Wasn't that the foreman's face?

"" Uh-oh!?

Natalia's voice suddenly came out when we were talking about Natalia, and me and Estella screamed all together.

... this one, this one, erase the signs again... Huh!

"Natalia, what if Estella's milk shrinks any more"

"I'll point you in the finger and laugh at you"

"I can't shrink, but I can't see that statement, Natalia!

"Now let us weep our sorrows in person"

"That makes me angry!

Natalia showed up and Estella's energy increased.

You're really close, you subordinate.

"If you thought it was too late to come back, you were selling oil in this place"

"I don't sell oil. I'm just here to show you Lucia's letter."

"I haven't been able to hide my soul and guts from treating my donuts."

"Oh, I didn't mean to..."

Saying something like that, Estella sees Chillari and Ginette.

Ginette puts her head down with a hazy face.

"Sorry, I didn't realize. I'll take it with me now."

"Oh, no, you don't have to worry about that... I'm sorry"

You don't look sorry at all, Estella.

Softly reach out to Estella, who inflates her chest (flat) to expectations.

"9RB, sir."

"I know. I'll pay you right."

When I did my job, I was stared at with an awful disgusting face.

That you are an unreasonable lord, even though it is natural to incur charges for food in the dining room.

"Mr. Store Manager, I'd like one, too. … with expenses"

"Hey, Natalia!? I'm not falling for expenses like this!?

"What, then with Master Estella's pocket money!? I'm sorry about that, thank you."

"Don't make up your mind!... Damn, already."

Estella seemed to have given up and ordered Amen donuts for herself and Natalia.

"Molly, why don't you join us? I'll treat you."

"Ugh... so it's a corner..."

"This is Molly."

Phew Phew Phew Phew, your will.

Will the paper fall if you blow it? Have the will of iron.

"Shh, excuse me. I am currently in the process of doing my job even if it looks like this...... please don't!

"Molly...... you don't have to cry eyes like that"

Whether you mourned the weakness of your own will, the hindsight of having to refuse the Lord's invitation, or the sadness of wanting to eat again but having to endure, Molly's eyes are beginning to moisten. Well, maybe the last one's the reason.

"So Master Estella. How many wins were you talking about now?

"How long have you been here!?

Natalia seems to understand the story for sure.

This guy's actually been lurking around for quite a while and I guess he's been anticipating the timing of getting out, huh?

"If you're talking about a monstrosity in the Lords' Hall, I know a few things too."

"Is that true, Natalia? Although I've never heard of it."

"I'm not talking about Estella's ears."

It's a famous story among the servants, says Natalia.

And quietly start talking about the weirdness.

"Weird" Night Slurping Tits ""

"Creation!

Estella getting up and pointing bisciently at Natalia.

Such a "dout! You don't have to point it out with such momentum... it's probably the truth, huh?

"It usually grows when you're asleep."

"Yep. So keep the flat as a result of normal growth and a weird twist"

"Not flat!

"Egg..."

"Shut up!"

Estella ramblingly blocks Natalia's lips.

Natalia, covered in her mouth with her hands, frowns with a "oh man" look.

"Why do I have to be seen with my eyes like I see a deaf child? Natalia must be the one who's saying things that don't make sense."

"Not necessarily, Estella."

"Limited. It's obvious to everyone."

I'm going to tell Estella that I'm familiar with in Japan.

There's this mystery in my hometown called "Pancho Milk Mansion."

"Dout!"

"6cm... 7cm... 8cm... 9cm... I don't have enough 1cm..."

"That's an A cup! Because it starts at 10 cm!

"Shut up, both of you!

I'm staring at our interactions with Molly's troubled face.

Is it because I'm waiting for Ginette to return to the kitchen to pick up her doughnuts?

"So, masquerading that fan town milk mansion..."

"I won't let you!

"'I won't give in to anyone'? That's Estella."

"I didn't say it! And I won't die, such a disguise!

"Mr. Store Manager, please come back soon..."

Molly is twitching.

There Ginette comes back with a tray with tea and amu donuts.

When you put the tray on the table, you smile at me.

"Please confess, Mr. Yashiro"

Apparently, he was listening.

... it's just me again.

"I remembered at Pancho Milk Mansion..."

"You don't have to talk about what I remembered with that, Natalia"

Open your mouth as Natalia remembered as you twirled your donut.

You know, you usually sit next to Estella these days, Natalia.

I used to stand behind Estella. I wouldn't have sat even if I recommended the chair.

"The clan of lords has a strong curse placed only on women."

"What!? I don't know about that!?

"The curse of 'Don't Grow Up', which my predecessor's wife has been calling since just after Estella was born..."

"Oh... I remember that so painfully..."

Estella's expression is so convulsive that I've never seen it before.

He doesn't seem to remember himself.

"And this curse is told to the children..."

"I'm not gonna curse my own daughter like that."

"'Well, why is your breast smaller than mine?'"

…………

"My lady, it's what I said when I was four years old -"

"... Natalia, will you send your mother a letter requesting a visit? The inheritance of tradition…"

"Mr. Estella, you can't!? Because this is Natalia's joke!

Ginette is desperately trying to prevent her best friend from falling into darkness.

Come on, Ginette!

Such an abominable curse should be cut off in contemporary times!

Boyne will also be born to the Claremona family, for such a bright future!

"Unlock Estella's mother's disguise on Halloween"

"I won't! There's a lot of disrespect! Most importantly, I don't want to see it!

I think it's the scariest monster so far.

"Ha ha, of the doughnut world, revolutionary children"

"Huh? Why are you so lenient eating donuts until Ham Moru?

"I don't have any customers, and he was napping at his time."

Eh, I didn't know.

This store is prepared for bribery.

A relative's kid shouldn't be here to help.

"Hey, Ham Moru"

"Hmm?"

"You're the scariest..."

"Hamuro?

"... in the middle of talking, I said, 'Hamburo? It's not like that."

"Hmm?"

"Well, no. What do you think scares you the most?

"Sister!

"No, not that kind of familiar stuff"

"Hmm?"

"Obake and all that, so I'm talking about if there's anything the kid might be afraid of."

"Sister!

"If you treat me like an obnoxious person, I'll be so mad at you later."

"Hmm?"

"Earlier, what's that 'NHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH?

Don't tilt your little neck with a strange face!

We're taking him away!

... With that said, Lucia was coming at night. We have to hide it!

"Hammoru. At night, the monster/takeaway lord will come, so you'll sleep tight and fast."

"Customers, hospitality -!

"Sorry! They're gonna eat us!

"No, I don't think I would just eat... no matter how much Lucia"

Sweet, Estella!

If you're Lucia, eat!

"I'm sending a monster/bed diving lord."

"Sorry, I finally understand your fear. Ham Moru, keep the door tight!

"Hamuro?

"Um, guys. I was just wondering if it would be rude to call the lords of other districts obnoxious..."

"What are you talking about, Ginette? Lucia and Tracy, right? Heh heh heh."

"You shouldn't be fine, Mr. Yashiro"

"Already..." exhales Ginette.

If you don't go beyond the scope of not being pissed off, you'd be happier to smash and treat them like this, those guys.

Well, I guess Ginette won't really stop either because I know that.

"Oh dear!

"Oh, my God, Hammorrow"

"Come on... Rin!

"Hammoru, I'm not a monster. A monster."

Desperately shakes off the horrible footage floating in the back of his brain.

He says when we talk about this, we'll get together, and we'll deny him firmly so he doesn't come, and shake off any unpleasant imaginations.

As I was desperately shaking my head and erasing the images in my memory, the door to the Yangdu Pavilion opened.

No way, did you really call me in!?

And, looking back at the door, Magda stood.

"... Aim Home"

"Welcome home, Mr. Magda"

"It's just now, Mr. Store Manager. Brother."

"Ooh. Hammoru said 'scariest', Loretta."

"Hawa-kun! That's a whistleblower!

"Hammoru, what were you talking about!?

"Hamuro? ………… Ah!... Huh?... rather?

"What did you flicker at this moment?!? Don't act like you don't understand my sister!

Hammoru seems to have difficulty understanding even his oldest daughter.

"... than that, Yashiro, we have customers"

"Huh... are you the guild leader of a certain big guild?

"… Discover"

Ooh... I didn't know you were really here...

"Yaho Yashiroku ~ n, store manager ~ n! I'm here "

"Marsha would welcome it!

Good!

Good on the bottom of my heart!

Not the ache!

"Here, Marsha. Don't flatter the tail. The water would fly, wouldn't it? I wiped the floor. Don't get dirty."

"Oh, I'm so glad to see you all."

It was Delia pushing Marsha's tank.

I look disgusted at the jumped water getting the floor wet.

Has Delia become concerned about such things? You seem to be growing once and for all.

"That's right, Mr. Yashiro."

Marsha hangs her arm on the edge of the tank and peeks into my face.

My eyes arc like teasing me

"I think I have another customer."

"No way, this time!?

Keep him alert for once and strike him head-on - a pattern like that!?

I thought it was Bertina who came into the store from behind Delia.

"No hassle this time!

I accidentally gave thanks to the Spirit God.

You've got days like this!

Have you finally noticed? To my daily deeds!

I'm a good boy for what I do everyday!

but the air on the spot was not such a pleasant atmosphere.

Bertina advances all the way in with a slightly more serious face and stands silently in front of Ginette.

And put your arms up quietly and put your hands on Ginette's cheek.

"... Huh? Um, Sister?

"............ good. You don't look so pale."

Ginette takes a lot of breath to Bertina, who leaked her breath.

"Excuse me. Did I cause you any concern?

Speaking of which, Ginette dropped off the donut festival for a reason.

It was the reason I made it up to convince the kids, but I guess Bertina felt uneasy about its unnaturalness.

So much so that I take a trip to see how Ginette is doing.

"Um, Sister...... actually"

Guilt me, Ginette tells me honestly.

Reasons for non-participation.

And apologize for worrying me.

"No more... don't worry about that"

"Sorry......"

"But I'm glad I had a hard time getting over it. Because you always can't."

"I don't... thank you, you're worried"

Ugh, a mother and daughter laughing quietly.

There was reflection and forgiveness, so obsession would not remain.

"But that's what Ginette started to care about, too."

"I care,... I've been doing this for a long time. I'm still a girl."

"You've been blessed with a good friend who makes a good difference to you. Don't forget to thank me."

"Yes. For the lovely, I am blessed. A lot."

That's how Ginette slowly looks around at the faces of everyone on this scene.

I suppose you also think of the faces of those who are not here. I was gazing across the door for a while.

"I, too, have been a little intrigued. In Mr. Delia's gymnastics class."

"Sister, is it?

Ginette circling her eyes in surprise.

Delia lifts her lips and spreads her hand toward Bertina.

"Then we'll do Sister with us. He's the one Yashiro thought of, so even Sister can do it with you. Hey, Yashiro?

"Well, yeah... I can't do that outfit, can I?

Bertina still wears Sister clothes today.

I can't exercise with that.

"It's okay. I have some clothes for sporting events."

Bloomers!

"I also got long sleeves and long trousers."

Shortly after I shook my arms up, such merciless words were added.

... Why?

I wonder if you don't need sleeves, hems, or anything in this city?

"Mr. Yashiro. Make it an easy exercise."

The grinning Bertina's eyes included not only the ease of exercising, but also the request "don't do anything crazy".

It's a kind of 'favor' that you can never resist.... I think it's called blackmail, that sort of thing.

"I'll do it too."

"Do it!

Marsha and Hammoru shake their arms up with a similar face.

Huh... mental age classmates? Speaking of which, the idea is a little similar.

"Wait a minute, Ham Moru"

"Hamuro?

"Are you saying you know what you're going to do?

"I don't know -!

"Then I'm going to stop. You can help me with the shop."

"I'm good at that!

It was Hammoru, who shook up his arm on the spot Nori, but Loretta persuaded him to stay at the Yang Deception Pavilion.

I'm open for gymnastics classes, so should I? I don't even think Ham Moru needs a diet.

Marsha won't need it either, but she said she joined in person, so you want me to take her?

Oh, yeah. Let's ask this guy before we do that.

"Hey, Marsha. Is there anything about Obake passing on to the ocean?

"Auntie?"

Explaining his previous stories and about Halloween, and telling him that he was gathering information about Obake that seemed to be suitable for disguise, Marsha has taken herself out with both eyes glittering.

"How about mermaids!?

"Mermaids won't be obnoxious..."

"But you know, I used to be like an obnoxious thing to humans, a mermaid."

"Right. If you encounter a mermaid in the sea, you can sink it with a ship - that's what I've heard."

It was Bertina who affirmed Marsha's story.

They've heard stories like that a long time ago.

I think it was quite a long time ago that mermaids and humans reconciled... I wonder how long ago we heard that story.

Phase ~ hong ~ It should have been long ago...... Ah, Bertina's eyes began to set in place. Let's not think about it.

"You know, I might be glad the kids are disguised as mermaids."

"As far as I'm concerned, an adult might be happier to disguise me."

"Mr. Yashiro... my hand..."

Apparently, my honest feelings have shown up in my arms.

Molly pointed me out with a slightly pully face.

'Cause I had scallops, and like this, I said I was a pussy.

"And then I was wondering if you were a seaboy or a seylane? Both are sea obfuscations scared by sailors "

Marsha laughs happily when I paint an illustration of Sai Lane with a seaboy I know.

They don't know if it's similar. Because I've never seen it.

Even in this world where beasts are commonplace, seamen and seylanes are fictional creatures.

I hear there's a dragon.

"Oh, and a ghost ship. Captain Skeleton or a ghost pirate."

"That's what we're talking about."

"I do. I heard you witnessed it over the sea."

At sea, it is easy to find mirages and mirrors.

I felt extremely natural that a ghost ship story would be created in that.

"Boys seem to like this kind of thing," Bertina smiles when they are also illustrated.

"Bertina. Is there anything in the church, talk of Obake"

"Right......"

After a few seconds of thinking with a finger on his chin, he makes his expression shine like he came up with something.

And it makes me talk with a face that can't contain my grin.

"For the kids, there's the scariest obsession"

"What kind of obsession?

When I ask, Bertina turns her gaze to Ginette and tells me with a naughty smile.

"While the kids are sleeping, it's obnoxious to draw a map over the futon"

"Map... with water, huh?

"Yes. When I wake up, the futon is a baby, and the kids are most afraid to meet that obsession."

After I said that much, I said, "Hey, Ginette?" And when Bertina turned her grin, Ginette swelled her cheek, "... I don't know," she said.

They've met Ginette, too. To that obnoxious.

"Speaking of which, the church kitchen was always ready for hot water to boil"

"I don't know anymore"

Ginette swells and laughs when Bertina dulls.

Sure, it would be scary obnoxious for the kids, but there's not going to be anyone to masquerade.

Like Ginette right now, you wouldn't want to admit it.

That I met that obsession. I'm sure you'll be avoided, this disguise.

"Mmm! Sister will be asked to talk about 'I want to have it - I'm obnoxious' by Yashiro! Scare me."

"No, Ginette. Maybe Bertina's one of those obnoxious people."

The idea would be common that it would be a waste to leave food behind.

As Bertina prompted me to talk about the obsession I wanted to have - it was time for Delia's gymnastics class, with more and more redness outside the window.