Isekai Sagishi no Consulting

The story of the Obake Competition participants, it's all over.

Molly's unconscious bombs seem to make the men in the venue feel indescribable remorse, hang-ups, and cleanliness, but there's no choice there anymore. Love is blind.

Just, well, I don't know what. I wonder if it's okay to hit about eight. Yeah, yeah. That's what Percy came for.

"Well, listen to me one last time."

Let Becco color the "Don't feel like you're being seen" sensation that was in Percy's story by finishing it with an illustration of an eye-to-eye obsession that embodies "I have ears on the wall, I have eyes on a handicap".

Next, I entrust Becco with a slightly larger color illustration of size A2 that I wrote up during yesterday. That's an illustration of Obake we're going to talk about.

I plan to make an announcement after my story.

Slowly walk to the center of the stage, and then look over the audience.

The sun leaned and the dimmed audience seats. Nice vibe.

Inhale slowly and start talking quietly.

"In one place there was a very firm sister and a prodigal brother who couldn't help it"

In my words, the gaze of the entire venue gathers to 'nature and' Percy.

"What the fuck!? I'm not a prodigal! I'd rather be super serious!

It would not be a mistake to call a man prodigal if he were to say that he would skip the present to a woman and hardly lean on the workplace or the house.... Well, let me get this straight.

"I'm not talking about Percy."

"Look at that! This is what you're saying! I don't see it this way!

"The man left the factory to his sister, obsessed with other women, and in a far-fetched word, he was the kind of guy who pissed off his sister and ran away from home, and if he didn't make it to the delivery date, he'd cut off the edge of his family. He'd be driven back to the area with a cold stare."

"That's not about me after all!?

"By the way, they say if my sister approaches Yu Hall in the hot tub, she'll be running away from home or something"

"I knew it was me!?

"It's only fiction. It's someone else, even if it's similar."

Such, I will tell you the promise of the story and begin the conversation.

"My sister has a man she likes..."

"Ah good! I knew it was someone else. I don't like Molly."

Relax, Percy.

But the gaze around you is raw and warm. Because most of the people here know. Molly's pale love, too, might be who she's dealing with.

What I haven't noticed is that you and Percy don't even know about love yet.

"To my brother, who was an extreme ciscon, my sister could not reveal the existence of anyone she liked. Because I'm sure they'll disagree."

"Ma, isn't it? There must be some kind of man who can get his hands on someone else's sister."

"- or something, so I grew up in love secretly, thinking I'd definitely talk"

"Wait a minute!? I wasn't incorporated into the conversation right now!? Fiction, right, this!?

Ugh.

Shut up and listen, brother Ciscon.

This is a good place to start.

"Himitsu's love went well, and only when did they get along with each other vowing to marry"

"Hih!?

The source of the strange voice was Molly.

... hey did you imagine that? You have a bright red face?

When my gaze matched, I was deflected from my face with great momentum. He is turning his back on this one and sending wind on his cheeks with both hands.

Damn...... why is such a cute creature like that junior high English mailing show to them......

"So, well, for once, I'm a relative, and my sister told my brother she wanted to marry me.... but my brother vehemently disagreed"

"Brother Saitai"

Molly's whining is killing me.

It's fiction, Molly. Well, the same thing would happen if I came across a scene like that in real life.

"But my sister forced her marriage without breaking it. The wedding was decided to take place in a white chapel on the mountain that I had always admired. Because it was my sister's dream to have a wedding in a wood-leaking chapel surrounded by colorful bugs in birds, animals and colorful flowers"

"………………… good"

Molly nodded so forcefully.

Looks like there was.

"I just had a problem. My only relative, my brother, said he was against it, and there was no priest to take on the seer. My sister ran into the church in trouble. Then Sister, a heartfelt gentle boob who listened, was set to take it on. Although not flashy, the Sister told me to pledge eternal love in a whispering ceremony"

"With a whispering ceremony, eternal love... okay, you know what?"

"Hough......" Molly leaks a hot sigh.

Few of the types of girls in the venue, who did not want to stand out relatively, seemed to feel empathy.

Some want to do it flashly with Baburn, while others want to take their vows carefully and peacefully.

Molly would be the latter one.

"Hmm! I would never go. Hey, the two of us whispered. Mostly not on a mountain or a place that invites people. Think of the trouble over here."

Percy, who is already totally linked to the story's brother, says in an unpleasant manner on top of this.

Not at all, not capable of learning...... It's fiction.

"But, naturally, my brother disagreed. 'I'll never go,' he said." Hey, you two whisper to me. Mostly not on a mountain or a place that invites people. Think of the inconvenience over here. "

"Hey!? Isn't that the guy I just said!? It's not me, is it? It's fiction, isn't it!?

"It just so happens. A coincidence."

"What coincidence, it!? Sometimes there's more!

Shut up, it's fiction, fiction.

"My brother thought my sister would give up if she strongly disagreed. But my sister's will was stiff. There was a forecast that it might rain on the day of the wedding, but still my sister's determination was unwavering"

"Love is the strongest."

Molly is whining in a voice that no one can hear and feels like telling herself.

Percy doesn't seem to be the only one overlapping herself.

"So my brother went out by hard means. On the day of the ceremony, my brother kidnapped the groom"

"Brother sucks!

"Percy, you suck!

"What a tanuki!?

"Hey!? It's not me! It's fiction!

A voice of condemnation concentrates on Percy.

It would be a daily thing, I'm sure. Yeah. Credit matters, Percy. I'm definitely the con artist because I say so.

"The sky was more and more cloudy, and it was not long before it rained out. Groom not coming to the worst weather. My sister would surely come home crying, my brother thought. My brother was going to tell my sister that she was scratched and back in her arms. 'That's why I told you? I don't trust other men. I'll protect you forever."

"Once and for all, what his brother said."

Hey, Percy. Hey.

"But my sister didn't come back. The rain keeps getting stronger and stronger. Even though it was still noon, the sky was darkened. Still, my sister's not coming home. Did you go to his house to see the groom, or did you head to church? I went around where I could think of it, but I couldn't find my sister. I was informed at the church that Sister, who took on the wedding prospect, is not back yet either - the two of them are still in the mountains"

I heard him breathing quietly.

"When I realized, my brother was on his way to the mountains. He was walking toward the summit of the mountain step by step, with his feet taken by a muddy road soaked with heavy rain. Along the way, the road was blocked by a slip of ground. It didn't stop raining, my brother was all wet and muddy"

"Ha... ha..." and let him breathe on his shoulder.

Looking up at the blocked path, I wipe my arms of sweat and rainwater dripping off my chin.

The road is gone, giving me the look of agony that gave me on the way.

Then the audience rode themselves out all the time. I feel my consciousness concentrate on this one.

By effectively pinching these etudes, the narrative brings the scene to the back of the brain of those who listen more.

"I thought I'd just turn him back like this. But more than that, my chest was about to be crushed by anxiety.... Is my sister safe in a church on the mountain in a situation like this?

Tension swallows the venue.

The angry faces, the breathless faces, the anxiety faces that are still going to cry, the different faces are looking at me.

Percy, too, had a bitter look that linked her to her brother in the story and was showing her about her sister.

"By bypassing the crumbling path, my brother stepped into the wooded mountains. I scratched the grass, my feet were taken by the mud, my whole body was wet by the relentless rain,... and when I realized it was already night. Even though it's usually a mountain that I can climb in about two hours, it took longer than I had to because I was detouring, lost, and going down the bad road. It was dark around. The rain, which was noisy and pouring, was also rising, and the mountains were quiet with shun. In the meantime, I found a shaking light across the trees saying 'Boo......'"

The burning fire in the venue shook in the wind.

Talking about Obake means I don't have glowing bricks available. An unreliable orange light illuminates the venue.

"Finally, my brother reached the church. In the dark mountains, the white church was floating to glow. 'Ha... ha... finally...'. Breathing on his shoulders, his brother lays his hands on the church door. Heavy doors open with '... gibberish, gibberish...'"

The woman in the guest seat leans against each other.

"Inside the church stood Sister in a white coat and her sister in a dress"

The air in the venue softened for a moment.

"'... good. Were you safe...' My brother got sexually angry after he muttered like that. If my sister hadn't told me to have a wedding in a place like this in the first place, etc., I wouldn't have had so much to worry about or struggled with if I hadn't told her to push off my opposition and get married before then. When I thought so, my brother screamed, unable to stay or not. 'That's why I told you!' And. 'You just have to listen to me!' And -"

So I shut my mouth often.

It's too long between, uncomfortable silence spreads.

Words that break the silence, small, bland.

"But my sister doesn't turn around, she doesn't reply"

And the fierce brother is rough.

"'Hey! Are you listening to people?

Extend your arms and grab the girl's shoulder. Let me try that trick.

... but the hand that grabbed my shoulder stops, shivering... feels abnormal.

Many people seem to have noticed such a fine change, and anxiety spreads to the entire guest seat as soon as possible.

"'You know, brother... the groom... that guy, he didn't come... I've been waiting for you...' my hands on my shoulder tremble. It's my fault the groom didn't come. Doesn't my sister know that? Don't you know and resent me? I couldn't help but think so." You know, I'm in... cha... "

One word, whine in a creepy voice.

Then, slowly look back at the audience so that they can stare up from the diagonal bottom.

"When I looked back at my sister, my brother exclaimed - 'Wow!?

Loudly, the shoulders of the audience bounce.

Poke out the anomaly in my brother's eyes like it's a tatami.

"My sister, who looked back, half her face turned black with mud and a giant rock pierced her belly. As my sister pulled out a big rock that seemed annoying, the dress, which was bright white, quickly stained crimson with ejected blood. And he looked up at his brother with his dark cloudy eyes, which did not dwell in the light, and said:" I, I am with you... for ever. "

"Hih!," I heard a woman scream.

Turning her gaze slightly, Ginette was holding her head and blocking her ears.

"My brother slipped away and asked Sister, standing next to him, for help." Sister! My sister! My sister! '... Then Sister slowly turned this way and peered into my brother's face.' Good for you, brother... I will never leave you again, so neither will your sister, nor I... '- Sister's face was covered in blood and she had a big scratch on her cheek. When I saw it, the white coat was also blurry, as if it had crawled out of the dirt. - My brother lost consciousness there - the body of my sister and Sister was later found out of the dust. They both had their bellies pierced by giant rocks and died instantly. "

Take a slow, deep breath.

It's a change of scene.

"A few years later, my brother managed to get back on his feet and get married. The woman I've been thinking about all along was the one I was dealing with."

The venue begins to be slightly murderous.

"What? You're breaking up my sister's marriage and you're getting married?" "Percy, you suck" kind of air.

"Wedding day, that day was raining all morning. My brother, who visited the church, was breathtaking. Because that church looked just like the church on that mountain... 'No way that's happening...' Tell yourself, my brother opens the church door."... gibberish... gibberish... "" -!? Wow! '. My brother, who opened the door, screamed. Beyond the door stood his sister in a muddy dress and a sister in a bloodstained coat.'... no, brother... you said we'd be together forever '. Slipping, he was hugged by two people approaching him as he crawled over, his muddy breath exhaled in his ear...' To no one, I will not give it to you... '"

- After I say the last line, I often hold my breath and leave the audience in the story. The audience is measuring the timing of breathing as the storyteller breathes, so when this one holds his breath, he loses sight of the timing of breathing.

Tighten this story after giving you a full taste of the breathless silence.

"That's how Percy couldn't get married for the rest of her life, rewarded for ruining her sister's happiness."

"Wait a minute!

It was almost at the same time that Percy stood up as I bowed to the end.

"I'm not talking about me. You were stuck! Fiction!?

"Oh, I'm sorry. I only prophesied the last sentence "

"No prophecy or anything! I'm getting married!

"... my marriage, even though I disturbed you?

"I didn't!? Marriage is irrelevant, Molly! It's fiction!

"Hey, good one, Percy."

Womalo looks to Percy with a difficult face.

"Apologize, sss."

"That's why it's not me! I'm not interrupting my sister's marriage!

"So one day when Molly's getting married, we're gonna back her up, huh?

"What? No way! Molly won't get married for the rest of her life! I can't even do a guy I like!

"Oh... Mr. Yashiro's prophecy seems to hit. Shh."

"It's nothing!

The gaze of condemnation gathers to Percy throughout the venue.

Pup, you didn't do anything, but you hated me.

And I thought, there was only one person with an eye for blame on me.... Ginette.

"Ugh... it's terrible, Mr. Yashiro. Yashiro's story wasn't scary, he said it was for disguise..."

Ah... speaking of which, I was planning on doing that.

That's what I told Ginette beforehand.

No, it's not.

You said you were stuck in the air of the festival...

I just wanted to freak out Percy for a second...

"Damn, because of Percy..."

"I didn't do anything!?

Teary-eyed Percy.

Yeah, you're not gonna cry, you're not gonna be cute, and you're not gonna freak out.

"Molly's in a bit of a rebellion right now, so don't say anything that makes me look bad, seriously!

"Rebellion period? Molly?"

I didn't see that kind of gesture at all?

"Yes, what! When I opened the door to the room, I said, 'Knock me!' Cause when you're angry, when you're in the hot tub, don't go into the hot tub and tell me, or if you try to sleep with me, they'll knock you out of your bedroom..."

"Percy, it's not rebellion, it's self-defense instinct"

You, are you just doing that? You don't get run away from home often. Honestly, she's a sweet girl, Molly.

No, well, I'm currently running away from home.

"I was away from the factory for a bit, and I said, 'Work!' That's amazing. Angry. Come on..."

"Isn't that totally true?"

If you ask a hundred people, a hundred people will say, "You're bad," the case.

"Even now, I caught my eyebrows and went away..."

Percy dropping shoulders.

When you get a weak look like that............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................ I deserve it.

"Becco, I'm scared of Ginette, let me show you the illustration."

"Hey!? Talk to me, don't ignore me all the time! You can comfort me!?

"You don't have to comfort me, do you?

"I don't know which one!

Ignoring the noisy Percy, Becco comes to the center of the stage with two illustrations.

That's the illustration I gave you earlier.

"Um. That's Mr. Yashiro. Such an idea cannot yet come from among the awkward. We don't need more drilling."

I stare at the illustration as I was impressed and show it to the venue with one illustration in each hand.

Vividly depicted on large paper in size A2 are illustrations of the late bride and the late Sister.

I am proud to say that it is a beauty that new subscribers would be able to fish hundreds of thousands of units if used to illustrate social games.

"Wow" leaks an exclamation from those in the venue who saw the illustration.

All right, all right. We haven't even beaten Becco in this area yet.

What is not likely to exist in this world brings out and stirs up a person's creativity.

"Yashiro! I want to make these clothes!

Ukrainian caught it brilliantly.

It's like ripping a beautiful dress apart, and then it looks even.

"Heh... that's pretty cute"

Estella also says in a voice that she was impressed when she saw the two illustrations.

The content of the story is a bit arrogant, but there are no elements in the illustration itself that incite a sense of fear.

Well, although the white coat seeps red slightly, or the bride's face is dirty with mud.

Even with this kind of masquerade, the model has a finish that would look cute enough.

When I looked at Ginette, the look of fear completely disappeared somewhere and a completely different look was peeking into her face.

It's like, "That?... No, but no way... but... Hmm?" like, a puzzling look.

Uh-huh... I think he'd notice in one shot if he wasn't Ginette.

I've drawn it up so plainly.

Then the other Molly said...

"Brother."

With a slightly grumpy look, he returned to the front of Percy with a basin.

The basin is clothed and invisible inside.... but that swell.

"Molly! Where have you been?!? Look, that was your creation earlier, okay? I don't care! No offense, seriously!

"... So what if your brother brings a guy that I want to marry?

"I'll beat you up, though."

…………

"Oh, wait! No! That's not it, just talk about it first, and then I'll hit you!

"Ha... your brother, not at all..."

Molly offering the basin with a shaken face.

Percy receives the basin, though confused. Seems like he can't figure out what Molly's doing.

"Heh? This, what?

"For once, I worked seriously and it looks like I made it to the delivery date"

"Delivery time?... Ah, ah! Sugar. Yeah, we made it. Time Dompisha! The last chase is seriously awesome! We were all happy to hug each other after it was over, seriously."

"Kusu. Isn't that fun, your job?

"Hmm... well, with Molly, I wonder if it would have been more"

"If I were here, you'd be gone."

"Ugh... there, see,... sharing? Targeted?"

"... brother?

"Oh, no! I'm serious, too! Aunt Tsukaka told me," If I'm walking around, I'll kick you out of the house and the factory "! That guy, he's a serious guy!

"That house is too big for me... try not to get kicked out"

"Whoa! I'll take care of it!

"Bye... reward your hard-working brother"

Say, take away the cloth on the basin.

Three beautiful triangular rice balls lined the basin. There is also tea with hot air next door.

"Molly...... this?

"I gripped it. Well, you're good, aren't you?

"Molly......"

Molly leaning down in illumination.

Percy is hardened to see if she was touched.

Oh well.

Was Molly practicing rice balls "mastering by the end of the day" for this?

It is.

Percy's.

Fruit payers.

"Wow! Really amazing, Molly."

"It's about a rice balls,... Daiyu"

With all due respect, Molly looks happy.

"No, seriously, he said he freaked out. You, you take on the chores in general, but just cooking doesn't improve, no matter how much you do. Even though the others are perfect, I can't cook as much as eggs and I'm on a pull level -"

"If you don't want to eat, give it back"

"Eat! I definitely want some! Because you look decent!

"... brother? Home, are you leaving?

"Why not!? I'm praising you!

No, I'm a huge dis, you are.

Right, Molly...... can't cook? Well, there's no such thing as a human being who can do that or this or anything.

Especially since if I'm losing my mother at a young age, there won't be anyone to teach me how to cook.

"Yeah! What's this! It's a little yummy!?

"already..............................................................................................................................................................."

Molly turns away in embarrassment to Percy, who cheeks the rice balls and makes a fuss.

but the face turned away was happily loose.

I don't know, Molly's a pretty good bracon, too.

"Molly, you practiced for me. Huh! My sister is the best! Cutest in the world!"

"Also, already! I'm embarrassed, so don't say that in front of everyone!

He wants me to say it when we're alone.

Ahhh, Percy, I was wondering if you could pack your throat and hit me more and more.

"I knew Molly was the best! I won't give it to anyone for the rest of my life!

"........................... brother?

Molly's face, which was delightfully shy and loose, instantly turns into a crisp, cold look of absolute zero degrees.

Wow, I fantasize about white cold air like dry ice.

... my creative obnoxious tale, it might not be fiction anymore.

"Just eat and go home."

"Hey, Molly! He's praising me!

Molly turns her back on Percy.

And I notice two illustrations listed on the stage.

I stared, "... Huh?" He murmurs and rushes to the illustration early enough.

Stare at the illustration at close range and gaze at me in an unwieldy motion like an oiled brisket doll.

"Oh, um... Yashiro,?

Gigi...... and behind Molly in the muffled motion, Ginette had also come at some point.

I look at the illustration alongside Molly and groan, "... I knew it".

"I know it's my fault... this"

Molly and Ginette stare at me in front of the illustrations of the late bride and the late Sister.

"It's kind of, like, us... not... right?

A desire to deny is twisting grammar, but "Don't you look alike?" is not "similar, is it?" Where I switched to, the reality remains the same.

Because you're the models.

I mean, you'd be drawing exactly what you want, wouldn't you?

The deceased Sister has unlikely other boobs, no, she has boobs.

"This is the costume you guys wear on Halloween."

"" What!?

I gather my voices and marvel and see the illustration again at the same time.

And again, you two keep your cheeks together.

"" I'm hungry... "

- and whined the same words at the same time.

That's right.

My clothes are torn in the dirt sand, and the late bride and the late Sister are rounded out in my stomach... I mean, it's designed to have a gaze on my stomach.

""... you meant it... "

Words I said.

'Why don't you get your stomach out and walk down the boulevard?

It wasn't a lie or a drunkenness or anything.

"Until the real deal, let's work together"

"" Ha... Huh!

Ginette and Molly, hands on each shoulder, the two of them were covering their stomachs with both hands again at the same time.

The announcement of the outstanding is then made and a new treat is awarded.

The one who won the Best Award - and I regret it - was Lucia.

"Let's make it a family heirloom!

"Eat!"

"If you eat it, it will go away, but the snail!

"Are you Imelda!?

After staring and boasting everywhere, "I'll eat this next time, so make it again," he blushed with his gaze from the top forever.

I'll take the money next time, okay?

Thus, after the closing remarks, he naturally entered the grand banquet.

As during the sporting events, booze and meat were brought in from Cantartica, and the Yang Deception Pavilion also entered the war by cooking Asunt ingredients in a simple cooking area.

The noise continued until late at night, and it was not until after the night that I had returned to the Yangdu Pavilion.

Both Ginette and Magda were about to sleep, and they were about to go back to their rooms when they got to the Yangdu Pavilion, so they managed to secure Magda - and finish the last toilet tonight.

After this, tomorrow, after the sun rises.

... please, may the windows sleep heavily without making weird noises.........