Isekai Sagishi no Consulting

"- So the 'Miss Good Cooking' Quasi Grand Prix is Norma of the Forty-Two District Hardware Guild!

"" "I want to be your daughter-in-law!!

Norma in an apron dressed in a vine-colored glossy dress, taking off her usual Japanese costume, shrugged off her head with a sobering touch.

The men in the venue, especially in the forty-first district, are making a fuss.

"Who is that girl!?

"What a name!?

"Do you have a boyfriend!?

"What's going on, that color!?," he said, leapfrogging to gather information.

Apparently, they don't think he's the cheer girl leader at the big food tournament.

Because the atmosphere is different.

The norm today is The Sookie.

And adult women like that seem to be popular in District 41.

"I had no idea the manager would not even be selected as a quasi-miss."

"... Things you can't think of in District 42"

Loretta and Magda are also in shock.

The person in question is grinning on the stage because he is satisfied with the cooking. I don't see you paying special attention to applauding Norma.

"The Grand Prix must have had a mysterious force working under the circumstances behind it."

"... judges are vulnerable to bribery and power. It's sad."

Well, I know what makes you want to say that.

Oh, my God, I won the Grand Prix because I'm Osina, the pretty witch from District 41.

... In fact, since you're the manager of "Sourb," which will carry the big sign on Nice Yan Avenue, there's no denying that there was an added point for publicity.

Most importantly, because the judges were Osama and the others in the forty-first arrondissement, the part is that adult lusciousness like Osina and Norma was appreciated over pure cuteness like Ginette.

Or so.

"Don't tell me you bought the judges, Magda."

"... Magda won the Grand Prix as a result of a pure review"

Oh, right.

Torbec Works and the sugar radish farm were the special sponsored "Miscuit" and smashed in the grand prix.

Although the intent of the sponsor obviously seemed to be working, it was a splash and a grand prix as a result of a pure review. With a punch.

"Brother... this miscon is already corrupt for the first time"

"Beauty is the best status. There are a certain number of layers of blood."

"Miss ○ ○ Love it!" or "The Secret to the Beauty of Miss ○ ○ ○" or "Miss ○ ○ and □ □ Experience" would be the perfect sign to increase your attractiveness.

"Now Osina's shop will be free of idle birds for the moment. I'm too busy, Osina's about to make a sound."

Osina's preferred relaxed sales policy would go a little crazy in this Grand Prix.

What are you gonna do... leave Medora in the store? Wow, it works great.

"Oh, I'm back! Store length ~!

"Ladies and gentlemen, we're back now"

"... the manager was fighting well. That the judges just didn't have eyes to see."

"That's not true. Both Osina and Norma were so beautiful."

"Even the manager is so beautiful!

"Ugh. Thank you"

"... if it was up to the tasting range, I would have definitely won"

This review was until The Look of Cooking, and the taste of the finished product was not covered.

You may not lose if it does taste...

"I'm sorry, Ginette. It's my fault."

"How could Mr. Yashiro? Mr. Yashiro is not responsible."

No, it's my fault.

The dish I taught you before Miss Con... was a hot pot.

Well, you make freshly remembered dishes, Ginette!

Because you're developing the disease you want to make!

Now is the time to make a mess, this guy! I can't help but enjoy the trial and error.

But, Ginette.

The cooking process is... too shocking for someone he doesn't know.

Until qualifying and entering the main line, Ginette was one of the winning candidates.

That's how much I can guess at the audience's twist.

Today's outfit, which feels a little stretched out, is also attractive enough that a flamboyant smile often adds to the trademark Ginette, even if it's not as glamorous as a dress.

That's why.

It was only because I had a good first impression... that I screamed at the appearance of my gut.

"What the hell does such a cute little girl do!? ♪ That air. ♪... Honestly, you held your head.

I left it to Ginette because it's about cooking, and I'm sorry I didn't listen to anything.

If a pretty girl who looks pure and has a nice smile drags a cow's gut out of the barrel she brings with her and starts rubbing gash with tons of salt over it... the first person to see it is a dong pull, right?

Discard water, cover with flour, and moss. I realized the smell was coming off, and you were thinking of that deliciousness when it was finished, and Ginette was all over the place when she was rubbing her guts around.

Beautiful girl rubbing down her guts with a smile.

... what? You're gonna pull it off, right?

"At the very least, I was going to tell you last minute about 'Fluffy Egg Omelette Rice'......"

"What, what kind of dish is that? I want to make it!

"It's too late!

"No, apart from the contest"

"I want to eat too!

"... Magda already booked"

Damn...

If Ginette was laughing happily about putting Omelette's eggs on well and saying, "I did well," I'm sure the results of this one would have changed. Repentance.

"Ah, next up is Miss Stylish, where Estella and Natalia will compete."

"MISSED STYLISH" is a fairly high difficulty contest that asks how nicely clothes and accessories can be worn, and of course how to make proportions, looks and expressions and tricks that are unbeatable in fashion.

It will be a high-level battle after 'Miss Nice Yan'.

"Ah, it's Mr. Neferry"

"... Neferry, I've 'finished' even more in the last few days... the undignified power of women"

Loretta and Magda say that Neferry has tightened his waist even tighter and slammed his legs more than he did during the fortified sleepover.

Yashiroz Aye!

.................................... Ha, not at all. My milk's down by 2mm! I'm so sorry.

Diet isn't about so-yu! Already!

"Mr. Neferry's costume, it's lovely"

"That was a bribe from Mr. Ukrinez."

"… a specially ordered item was transferred on the condition that the model be taken on during the swimsuit season. Neferry, the loose woman"

Ukrainian nephew lovers are probably too.

Does that mean the new swimsuit will come out again this year? Let's look forward to it.

"Whoa!? Estella, aren't you serious about the mess!?

"... full lord mode"

Loretta and Magda made a scene when Estella took the stage.

... He's got a more temperamental lady style than he once did when I first met the Lordship Agent.

Weaving lime green refreshing capes over a thin pink dress like a princess.

He wears pink when he fights. I don't usually show any girly vibes like that. Gap aim?

"That's nice, Mr. Estella. I missed it."

"Oh, when I wear a dress like that, I look so girly, and if that dress..."

"" "Milk-free gets deluded" "

"It's bad, folks. Meh."

The three of us with all our voices, together, got pissed off.

But, well, that sounds like a great temper.

The Grand Prix belongs to Estella.

"Wow!

"Whoa whoa!?

Suddenly, the venue boiled.

"Brother! There were more people in serious mode than Mr. Estella!

"... Natalia, battle mode"

"That's nice"

In contrast to Estella, Natalia wrapped herself around a simple yet mature cocktail dress with clear body lines.

Every time I walk one step, I get a cheer from the venue and a sigh of admiration leaks.

This soft silk dress is reminiscent of the breeze that strokes the surface of your body and flows saggily. You can't wear that unless you're pretty sure of yourself... in your own face and style.

"... is coming to crush Estella"

"Right. Estella is the only enemy in combat clothing."

Really, Natalia's guy... you love Estella.

It's a little on Estella.

But somehow...

"Beautiful tits."

"Don't you have anything else to say, brother!?

"... beautiful ass"

"It's similar, Magda!?

"You have beautiful legs"

"To the manager!?

"Oh, no! I'm not looking at you like Mr. Yashiro, am I?

Ho ho, Ginette?

What the hell do you think I'm looking at? Hmm?

Well, I'm looking at it with my eyes.

"Well!"

"Nice!

A voice rises from the women.

It's a glorious cheer, unlike the low groaning voices of the Osama people.

"Oh, you're Mr. Imelda."

"He's in serious mode, too."

"That!? Mr. Imelda, have you changed your costume?

"... a woman who uses a dress for watching and a dress for being watched, Immelda. That's the former Forty District fashion leader."

If you ask me, it's different from the clothes I had when I was trying to stop Javier from rooting his breath in 'Misputi Angel'.

Where are you obsessed... you're the lady from the roots, Imelda?

"Women are very popular."

"It's easy to understand and admire, Imelda."

Lady, stylish and beautiful.

I guess it's easy to turn an envious eye.

"I want to be like that too!".

"I can't wear Natalia's clothes. But don't you feel like you want to try on Imelda's dress?

"Right. I'm not sure it suits me, but it's a lovely dress that you'll want to try on if you get a chance."

You're gonna poke a good spot, Imelda.

It coordinates such a way as to make me wonder if I can reach it, as "interminably difficult but never impossible, maybe". And I'm trying to dress that up perfectly.

In fact, if you make money, it will be catastrophic, but choices that give hope to the beholder are just as good.

If this pale blush is the opponent, the humans of District 41 won't be able to fathom it... poor thing.

With that in mind, the moment Millie, nervous about Katicochi, went onstage, she said, "Cute!" and said, "Ha!?" I was smiling at him like I was in shock, exactly then.

"Hmm?"

Among the participants waiting to take the stage, I found a beautiful woman who caused such subtle emotions that she didn't seem familiar.

... or I know who it is, but I don't want to admit it somehow...

"What's up, Mr. Yashiro?

"No,... he"

"Huh?... Aah! Mr. Barbara."

... right.

"What's he stylish about?

"It's a contest."

"What do you say, brother!? You turned it, didn't you, Barba?

Barba...

"With Mr. Paula, Mr. Neferry and me, I tapped into a thoroughly feminine trick! Look, I'm already a complete woman standing up!

Sure, Barbara is not there with a bad posture, as usual.

There was a shameful girl there who stood truly and moved her feet quietly to avoid stepping on the flowers of the field.

"… costumes are provided free of charge from Ukrainian (but swimsuit fitting model confirmation)"

Again, ukrines!?

What, are you a manufacturer or something that's gonna sponsor top notch athletes to promote sportswear?

"The makeup is direct from Mr. Imelda! Or because I couldn't master it, Mr. Imelda was making it up for you straight away!

"Master it..."

"It was just full of tricks and spiritual aspects!

"Just the outer shell."

Outside?

It's not that easy. It's the outer shell, that one. You're wearing a thick shell.

"But you didn't see it."

"... well, yeah"

If you don't know Barbara's nature, let go and say, "Beautiful girl! I would have praised you."

In fact, when Barbara came onstage, the men in the venue exposed their faces.

Stretch under your nose and say, "Ugh! I want to protect you! Some Osama says," or something.

I didn't know that Barbara would turn you into the kind of girl she wants to protect...

"It's more Halloween over here..."

"Hehe." I want to be beautiful, I want to do magic to girls. "

I hope it's not a 'curse'.

Candidates going up to the stage without a scratch.

I'm going to qualify from here and reduce the number, but the forty-second district team will stay tough.

"Loretta. This next contest you're in, right?

"Yes! This is the perfect 'Miss healthy daughter' for me! Your current rival is Mr. Paula."

"Miss Vigorous Daughter" mainly involves employees of restaurants.

There are bright, energetic women gathering like they say you have a nice smile on your face.

How dare you?

"My makeup's a little broken. I'll fix it. Come here."

"Ho ha!? Your brother will fix it!?

"Whoa. I got it."

"Ko, this is an unexpected lucky development! I'm kind of so twisted today! Maybe I'll take the grand prix, this is it!

"Ginette, do you have ink and a brush?

"You're willing to write 'meat', let's see!?

Loretta, who hasn't held the deco down and has to stay away.

... Chi. How sharp.

"Absolutely hilarious..."

"The fun is, you don't want it today!? It's cuteness, what we need now!

"Already, Mr. Yashiro. Please fix it properly."

"Ginette's gonna do it?

"No, because Mr. Yashiro is better at it"

I don't think it's like a girl telling me.

Nevertheless, you mastered the whole beauty and makeup relationship thing. Estates and nails and skin care. The makeup cap, of course, covered even special makeup.

What a lovely finish to Loretta before breakfast.

"You want to fix it here?

"No! The modem provided for contest participants is very well equipped. I definitely want it fixed there!

"Can a man come in?

"No dressing rooms, but if you're a co-worker, it's fine."

Basically, it's forbidden for men, but they built a co-ed dressing room & makeup room in a separate building, considering the circumstances require a man's help.... Womalo, the art is fine. I mean, you were expecting me to talk... not that, right?

"Well, I'm gonna go for a minute"

"Yes, I'll be there for you both"

"Whose backup do we have?

"All of you."

We can't all take the grand prix.

Ginette would be happy to take the grand prix.

Maybe this is how a life without hassle is lived.

That's why I left my seat for a moment and went to fix Loretta's makeup, which broke down after wah-wah-wah-wah too much noise.

Don't even think about surprises like that waiting for you when you get back.

"... why is he here?

Lined up in a crowded makeup room for 10%, and when I managed to get back after the makeup, 'Miss Stylish' was over.

A woman shining in the Grand Prix shows her beauty in the middle of the stage at all costs.

"I shined on the Grand Prix, Mr. Lucia. One word, please."

"Praise the wise eye of the judges"

You said it was only natural for the judges to win if they had eyes.

... Is that what you're saying, that one?

"Why are there people in the 35th arrondissement?

"Mr. Javier told me."

Is that info on your drinking buddies!?

I knew we should have made it off-limits, you Javier!

"But Mr. Estella was the quasi-grand prix! That's amazing, Mr. Estella!

Lucia is the Grand Prix, Estella is the Quasi Grand Prix...

Isn't that the influence of power?

It's a entertainment contest.

"I don't think so. Mr. Estella, it's very nice."

But I don't even know if that deluded milk is going to get you any better than Natalia or Imelda.

"Mr. Ricardo, the chairman of the jury, has been very complimentary."

"Oh, so you took the quasi-granprix and Estella looks like that sour?"

Looks like the Lord's power worked a lot after all, this' misstylish '.

"By the way, Mr. Loretta's makeup... well! It's lovely, Mr. Loretta!

Ginette breaks up with the transformed Loretta.

I don't have the art just to fix it, so I got a little hands on it.

Hairstyle, eyeshadow, and a little cheek.

The perfect balance makes Loretta's eyes look impressive.

"You always look big."

"That's right! I was surprised to see the mirror too!

"... mmm. If only Magda would do that makeup too..."

"Magda would have taken the grand prix even as it was, wouldn't she?

"... if I had Yashiro's makeup, I would have been in the hall"

"Don't try to enter the hall from the first tournament..."

You're not gonna leave next time?

Then you'll miss me.

"Then it's time for me to go! To bring a second trophy to the Yangdu Pavilion!

Each mistake and quasi-miss is given a commemorative gift. I'm calling that a trophy...

When I said trophy in Japan, I thought of it first. I couldn't prepare a trophy shaped like that tower.

Because all of a sudden, it was a little complicated to make, and I couldn't explain the meaning of that shape well.

"Why are you so elongated? Aren't you in trouble for the storage area?," he said, looking strange.

If you ask me, why is that trophy so elongated?

I didn't know what it was derived from to take that form. There's quite a few things I don't know. I've seen trophies all the time.

Well, he says, "The winner, the cup, the statue of glory, they flip all those things that are given to the winner and call them trophies.

So, well, it's a trophy. Yeah.

So, a commemoration was created in which we were provided with fine hinoki from wood dust and embedded with copper plates engraved to glorify the winners.

Maybe just the right size to decorate.

"Then I'm coming!

Drop Loretta off on the run.

Because it's a contest where Natalia and Imelda don't even plunder into awards. I can't count on what I think.

Anyway, it's like Delia or Medora dropping 'Miss Muscle'.

I guess there are various factors involved in 'victory' here.

It is possible to disprove it as unjust, but it is wild.

That's what this tournament is all about.

If you're unhappy, we'll have to make our own tournaments competing for pure beauty.

But even if I'm the judge, I can't decide who to give the grand prix to.

Well, have the most fun.

Because I'm sure Loretta has the best look when she's having fun.

"Ha... I lost."

He breathed heavily on his neck and his spine peeled.

"Stop the neck, Barbara!

"Eh, no... Eh"

She has tears in her eyes and draws her lips together.

Don't cry...

"Arsi... Good luck but no..."

"I did my best to get results - there's no such thing. When you can't, no matter how hard you try."

"I don't know..."

I'm sure Barbara made the first eye-catching effort in her life.

To be a proud sister to Teresa.

I was also aggressive about what I didn't like, and that earned me enough exterior that I wouldn't be bored looking at it all the time.

I guess that's built on a great effort.

But that's why I'm not talking about it when it comes to results.

"You know, Barbara. No matter how frustrated you are, no matter how frustrated you are, no matter how hectic you are, no matter how painful you are, no matter how hard you can leave no results at all, you can still keep trying without giving up, only such a guy can say, 'Effort paid off' or whatever."

I tried a little hard, but I couldn't, so I gave up. I can't say how hard I tried.

Basics, effort is not rewarded.

But if you give up there, it will be a wasted effort.

Even if it wasn't for nothing, it would be an 'effort that didn't pay off' and an effort that couldn't leave results.

If we continue to make efforts without frustrating dozens or hundreds of failures - polar theory, if we don't stop trying until we are rewarded, we can say the words' effort will always be rewarded '.

The guy who said, "Effort pays off," he's the one who kept trying until he got paid off.

"Good for you. We can still make an effort. Here's your chance to be a cooler sister. Don't show Teresa the cool part."

A little forceful, but I did it with such encouragement.

The first decent Barbara, but think, think, think about the meaning of my words for yourself... just a little soothing expression.

"Oh well...... yeah! Arsi, good luck! I'll try harder! And be the sister Teresa can be proud of... one day"

Barbara looks at me with her crying, reddish eyes.

"You can turn to whoever you want, don't be a good woman!

... Why are you looking at me and saying it?

Though your thinkers will be stalking Tanuki, who has fallen into the fashionable clothes of Neferry over there.

"... hehe. See you later."

"Hmm?"

Barbara kicks the ground with her toes, dyes her cheeks to the vermilion and spreads her mouth sideways.

"When it seems frustrating, heroes always cheer up. When I talk to a hero, I think I'll try harder. Yeah. That's what heroes make me think."

And there was a defenseless smile in front of me that I couldn't even imagine coming out of my murderous eyes when I first met him.

"Arsi, that's what I love about heroes!

- I get a straight thank you, no other way.

Not at all.

District 42 is a terrible place.

You're turning a rough bandit into such a defenseless girl.

How full of favorite auras.

If you bring a demon king or a demon god, it will shrink and eventually disappear.

Oh, scary scary scary.

I have to be careful not to get purified or something.

"Oops!

"Teresa!"

He hugs Teresa as she rushes over, and Barbara squeaks her nose dull.

I can't show my sister my crying face.

"Arsi, I couldn't take the grand prix. Sorry about that."

"Ugh! Shit, no! Oops, best of all, no!

Teresa clings to Barbara's neck.

"Oh well... hehe. If it's Teresa's best, Arsi can do it!

"Oops, the best!

"Teresa's the best, too, Arsi!

"Yeah!"

Yeah, yeah.

It's amazing how you can be 'someone's best'. Bite it well, for Christ's sake.

"But next year we're taking the Grand Prix -!

"Ah servant, Toriyu!

You should be friends with your sisters and hone your beauty.

... Barbara, don't let them shake you off. Teresa is growing terribly fast.

"Hmm. The potential for growth is a happy thing. If you noticed that, don't stretch yet, those sisters."

"Wow, it's Lucia, the perfect lord who no longer has room for growth."

"Huh! Did you see that, Scarecrow! This is a testament to perfect beauty!

"... be modest"

Lucia pushes the memorial round my deco.

Cloudy with Deco oil! So, rust it a little, copper!

"Yashiro, I'll give you mine if you want."

Of how tired you look... or Estella with the wrecked face offers a commemoration of a quasi-miss.

No, no.

"It's a corner memorial. Decorate the hall."

"Pfft... of the seven judges, I think I only got Ricardo's vote... it kind of made my stomach heavy"

Wow... the six voted Lucia and only Ricardo put her in Estella?

You're a hottie, Estella.

"Next fiscal year, we're going to need to eat more into operations and improve our review standards."

"Right. You can see bribes and adhesions there from the first time."

"Well, this is my first time, and it probably includes the part that is the publicity purpose of" Nice Yan Avenue ", so I'll take a big look..."

I was in a pretty good mood for a recoil, or I think I'm very dissatisfied.

Among them, he said, "We're also hosting a Miscon in the 42nd arrondissement!" or something like that, damn it.

"Ah, Mr. Yashiro! It's Mr. Loretta! Let's support you."

Ginette's voice plays.

Loretta went up to the stage, waved both hands and appealed to her surroundings and cocked herself abundantly.

More and more laughter happens.

That's Loretta. The laughing god forms a herd and pours it down.

"Mr. Paula's costume is cute and lovely too"

While there were many dresses, Paula caught my eye in a hessy jacket on her hot pants.

Pleasant, just a little girly.

It's really Paula-like.

And behind such a paula...

"What!? That's Regina, isn't it?

"Oh, where is it?

"Behind Paula"

"Huh?............ Huh!?

Ginette didn't seem to know Regina's great transformation, making her eyes black and white on too many gestures of transformation.

"Mi,... I missed you"

"So much so that I thought I'd seen it wrong, right?

But why are you entering Miss How's My Daughter again?

It's like being in opposite poles to being healthy.

If 'energetic' is the word 'yang', Regina would definitely be a 'yin' creature.

"... Regina was looking for 'Miss Slutty', so she came to the conclusion that anything would be fine by now, and Paula dragged away"

"What are you doing, that guy? Until I came to the extra district..."

There can't be, but that's not true.

"Was Mr. Loretta's costume still a little plain?

All of Ginette's three daughters' costumes are made by hand.

To suit each personality, Ginette is plump, Magda is adorable and Loretta is a costume with a pleasant atmosphere.

The colour is also Ginette is blue and white, Magda is red and white, Loretta is green and white, while emphasizing personality, the three of us also have a sense of unity.

"I'm aligned," all three were happily costumed together.

... less exposure though.

Especially Ginette.

Magda and Loretta are putting out a heso and a thigh, but Ginette just has two arms out for a bit. It is also less exposed because it weaves see-through capes from the top.

I wish I could have made more effective use of it!

Give me that most powerful weapon!

Give me the Excalibur!

"Excalibur!"

"Mr. Yashiro?

"Oh, no, nothing"

"... normally it's not a 'nothing' statement, but I can't help it because it's a yashiro"

"Uh, what the hell does that mean now?

"… what the store manager doesn't need to know"

"You know, there's a holy sword called" Excalibur, "and I multiplied it with my boobs -"

"You don't have to explain, that kind of crap"

Estella grabs my roots and pulls me away from Ginette.

"More than that, Ginette. I'm sorry, but I'm gonna borrow some yashillo."

"Huh? Which way?

The dressing room.

"Dressing room...? Is it someone's makeover?

"Yeah. I guess' makeup ', not' fix it '. Because it still seems to be perfect."

'So,' she said, Estella peeking into my face and laughing.

... on my spine, a nasty chill ran.

"Why do you think I went out of my way to build a" Unisex Dressing Room "or something?

"You, what are you up to......... no way, Ricardo is a guru too?

"Estella, we've secured this one."

"Whoa, what the fuck, Lucia Suarez!? I'm the chairman of the jury!

Ricardo is being held captive by Lucia.

... Is he a victim too?

"Look, I'm not going to show my understanding of women's feelings about beauty for long, but I was going to let them actually experience it. The anxiety of being out in public in imperfect conditions and the desire of a woman to be beautiful without a little clue before the battle."

"I don't know what you're talking about, Lucia Suarez!

"That's why I'm telling you I'm gonna let you experience it. You don't have to thank me."

"Stay! Get off me! Hey, Estella! Say something from you too."

"Ricardo. You... you tried to set me up with a boo-boo cushion without sexual punishment?

"............... Temehe, where did you get that?

Hey, hey!

- And Ricardo staring at me, but I don't know.

Something's wrong. Magda or Loretta must have spoken.

There were quite a few guys around then. It's a detour, you are.

"I see Ricardo's asshole needs sanctions. But why even me? I'm a man of understanding."

"You put it on something, expose it, teach it to the breasts and the noisy undead. How does it feel to be seen wandering?"

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"Excalibur, what?

Mm-hmm... escape, I think I can do it

"Chi! Can you hold it! Ooba! We're gonna shake it off and we're gonna run!

"I'm a little unwilling, but I'm only going to help you now, Ricardo!

"It's better for you two not to waste your resistance."

Estella came over a small wink and a huge shadow covered over me and Ricardo.

"Don't scratch me, Ricardo, Da ~ Lynn."

"" Meh, Medora's a coward... "

Behind Medora was Norma in Delia, Natalia in Lucia who was amused, Millie, who couldn't hide her worried and slightly excited feelings, and Imelda, who was wrapping her arms around a strangely temperamental neferry.

... escape, isn't it impossible, like this?

"I wonder if you think you can get away from me."

No, I can get away from you, Marsha.

If it was just Marsha, he'd be running fast...

"Come on, let's go. Both of us.... and I'll make you look cute and stylish "

Evil.

Estella's smile today was full of otherwise unspeakable calamities.

"Oh, uh, Mr. Estella!

That's right!

That's right!

At times like this, I say, "It's pathetic! You have a shelter!

Yes, his name is Ginette!

It's Ginette, the righteousness of kindness formed by mercy, mercy and big tits!

Come on, Ginette!

You rebel this demon's outrageous manoeuvres and get me out of my misery!

"Me and probably Mr. Loretta would like to help, so could you give me a moment?!? At least until the 'Miss How's My Daughter' contest is over!

That's right.

You're on that side, too.

... No, I thought so.

So I lifted it up more than I had to and prayed for it to come to this side...... oh yeah, God here was poorly bottomed!

I didn't like the more I asked for it, the more I would strain it - it was a god, speaking of which! Hmm!

"Okay, Ginette. I'll keep the main dish for the last time."

"Wait a minute......, some hors d 'oeuvres or aperitifs?

"Of course that's all you need to cheer up."

".................. what kind of crap are you thinking?

"There's nothing wrong with it. We're just looking forward to playing beauty together. The Battle of Mismasrao."

"What is that ominous name that conflicts with that one word!?

"Oh, no more, shut up. Everybody, pull up!

"" "Perhaps -!

"Wait a minute - you guys -!

Thus, we were captured and taken by gloriously dressed, powerful women. - To hell.

"Yashiro! I'll run after the contest, so I'll wait for you!"

Ginette and Magda waving happily.

You can come!

That's how it came. Hell, underworld, don't sweep, blow.

"Ma, wait, sss! Oh, Ouilla, I didn't hear you say this!?

"Me too! Hey, what's going on, Yashiro!

Wolfish Womalo and Mormat.

Other facial acquaintances in District 42 who would obviously have been driven out as story personnel.

The strange faces must be the charades of District 41.

Whatever, Osama is pushed into a small dressing room... smells like sweat.

Estella and Lucia line up in front of such a herd of Osama.

"From now on, I'm going to ask you guys to transform beautifully!

"" "No, no, no! I don't want it!

"Uh-huh. Then it's Lord's order."

"" "In other districts!?

Enforcement by arrogant lords of other districts.

Estella is a lord of the other districts if you try to be a man of the forty-first district, and to Lucia we are lords of the other districts.

... I wonder why you look so confidently big, these guys.

"Come on, you're not manly."

"I'm fighting for being manly!?

"Isn't this a good opportunity? If I were a woman, I might be able to have a decent conversation with a woman other than Magda, right?

"And the price is way too much, suss!?

"No questions asked! Let's start with this fox for the Blood Festival!

"Didn't you say 'blood festival', suss!? The real deal is puffy, right now!?

Resistance was empty, Womalo was surrounded by stylish girls, her body was unable to move due to nervousness, and she was tailored appropriately, to "Beautiful Girl".

"Ha-ha-ha! Come on, isn't it beautiful? Come on, puffy! Beauty, Ooma...... Hino - Hihihihihi!

"You laugh too much!?

"Hey, but yeah. It's not a little pretty, is it, Mr. Oumaro?

"Ugh, Miri no, I thought the same thing as Mr. Furi, hey. Mr. Umaro, are you kidding me?

"The wasp has taken it seriously, so this is as natural as it gets!

"Wow, oh, uh, don't peek into my face, sss!

"" Oh, that's cute. ""

"Don't make fun of me, sss!

The illuminating Oomaro was surprisingly popular with women.

If you ask me, I'm nothing but a red-painted Oomaro with lips and cheeks.

"Well, then, Momat's next."

"Wait! Me, come on!

"Mr. Mormatt."

Natalia pours a devil's whisper into the resisting Maumatt's ear.

"... Once, when they were stalking 'the lady', who was a lord's deputy, they'd stepped on the premises twice without permission, right?

"Doki no!?... Oh, there it is...?

"Talk about a suspicious person who broke into the premises to steal a sleeping face while 'the lady' was lying on a bench in the garden... I haven't told 'the lady' yet..."

"Will you stop saying 'lady'!? It's better than being called" Estella. "It's amazing what it feels like to have molested something beautiful. Why?

Well, it sounds worse "I stole the lady's sleeping face" than "I stole Estella's sleeping face". You come to choose the exact nasty part of your heart, Natalia.

... and Mormat. Is that what you were doing?

Yet you didn't realize who Estella was until she was torn apart by herself?

Are you nuts?

"By the way, I wonder if this cherry blossom lipstick would suit Mr. Mormatt?

"... Already, do as you please..."

Mormat, fall.

And then the girls flock to me, and in a matter of minutes, "Momat Kids" is born.

... but.

"... subtle."

"You're not as touched as you were when you were a woman."

"And it's the second time... so, no, I guess? Right? I'm sure you are..."

"No, the base is not attractive enough!

"Chicken! Make it yourself and say whatever you want. Oh, no!

"Haha! Mormat, it's busy!

"Come on, it's fresher about Delia!

This is also a crocodile painted red with lips and cheeks.

I don't know the difference between Umaro and Mormat.

Neither of them have any other thoughts than "wow..."

"Hey, Yashiro! Look at that!

I looked back at Estella's voice like it bounced and... regretted looking back.

"Ricardo, it's you!

"Wow... I should have had some greasy food at noon..."

"You're not about to throw up, Oba!? You'll see more faces than any of them!

I'm a little confident in the finish, you idiot lord. Really, he's an easy idiot to put on...

"Hey Estella...... you, could you possibly have tied me to a relevant seat for all this crap?

"That's right. And to keep the dressing room safe."

I knew it, Chickshaw!

If this were to happen, I'd bribe Womalo to make even a secret little room where he could sit gracefully in the dressing room and hide!

"Hey, Womalo"

"What the fuck?

"Ugh!... don't look at me like that."

"Didn't you look back because I called you, sss!?

Damn, I can't even joke about "next time you make a secret little room"!

What is this chaotic space!?

You're nothing but scrupulous!

It's so frivolous that the glamour of a stylish woman can be undone!

"Well!"

"Damn!

"Wow!

There is a yellow voice that does not resemble such a nuanced space.

When I wondered what it was, there was a beautiful woman who was attracting the attention of the girls.

"Oh, um... don't look like this, hero"

"Is that Cylon!?

"Yes...... I'm ashamed"

You, you, handsome!

You can dress like a woman or something!?

"Hey, Estella, Lucia! Mobilize all the milk pads you guys have, turn Theron into an I-cup and humiliate him!

"... why are you telling me and Lucia?

"Because I absolutely have it! Lots of that too!

"... oh, I get it, Scarecrow. I'll make you wear a mini skirt."

Natalia and Gilberta appear promptly as Lucia rings her fingers, restraining my arm and once taken out of the Unisex dressing room.

He was taken straight into a dressing room reserved for women, and when he wondered what would begin, he was unloaded his trousers by the waiting ukriness and applied plenty of cream on his legs and arms that smelled a little irritating.

Wait a minute, Ukrainian. 'Cause you're an aunt, and there's no rule like safely putting your pants down, huh?

Why are you putting it down as a matter of course and already looking like a head full of different things?

What is this cream?

"This is right, it's a hair remover that Regina and I developed together. It's the first new product I saw today."

"Don't try that on me!?

"If you don't get rough with sensitive skin Yashiro, women in this city can use it safely."

"My skin, is that such a delicate position!? Delicate positioning over women!?

"Tell me if it hurts ~"

"I'm embarrassed before the pain!?

"That's Gaman."

"Ghost, no! If your position is the other way around, you're in the confession room!

"Ugh. That's good."

Natalia and Gilberta were out there, wondering if it distracted them or what, while they were being treated with mumps of hair by the ukrines on their smiley faces.

... I mean, Gilberta was stylish, too, but there wasn't a contest, was there, Aitz? Did you just take a ride? No, it's fine.

And far enough to endure listening to the wild screams heard from the male and female dressing room next door... my limbs were perfectly wrapped.

Wow... a skin feeling that reminds me of when I was in elementary school... can I cry?

"Yashiro, is there anywhere that hurts?

"If there is, my heart..."

"Then it's okay to commercialize it!

I'm not listening to people... you sheep aunt... I'm losing my business soul. Well.

"Now let's move on to finishing the main dish"

Open the door, Natalia and Gilberta come in, and I'm taken back to the men's and women's locker room again.

There were Loretta, Paula and Regina, who finished the contest, and the girls who added Ginette and Magda, who finished their support.

"Come on, Yashiro. Beautiful, beautiful."

"Before I do, why don't you start by cleaning your own mind, Estella?

"Yeah, yeah. I'll consider it at a later date, so you can submit it in writing."

"You're not willing to consider it!

"Me, maybe now's the most fun I've had in the last few months"

"I'm not enjoying the misfortune of others!

And so he washed his hair, fixed it, put on his makeup, put on an impossible minisca dress, and said, "Even so!" and get stuffed with milk pads...

"... Done," Yashiroko ""

As Magda proclaimed, it was born in this world. Abominable.

Oh, this is how black history is born.

"... oh, already. If we get this far, I'll reopen it. You gotta laugh. Laugh."

They distort the red lipstick and stare at me like this.

... but it doesn't make any noise.

…………

…………

…………

Silence.

Silent.

Everyone looks at me with a missing face between them, and I'm flattered.

What is it?

Say something.

I'm sure it's your work.

"... cute,"

Hmm?

What's up, Loretta?

Your brain's starting to melt?

View Ginette.

"Ha..."

.................. I was distracted.

"Hey, Estella -"

"Wait a minute! I don't know if I have one right now, but it's under review."

No, I guess not!?

No room to get lost!

"Scarecrow"

"It is!

"Change your eyes. That'll make you more beautiful."

"Yes! That's right, Mr. Lucia! You have an overall cute finish, but you honestly don't think Yashiro's invisible poor eyesight is cute in the way of cuteness! Yashiro, I can't see!

"It's weird! I was born with these eyes!

Except for the eye area, it's makeup. I would have painted it all over you!

So if you separate your eyes, then it's not me anymore!

"Even better eyes would make you cute!

"I don't know if I am, this way!

"Yashiro, let's laugh! If you're laughing, you'll delude the poor eye!

What are you seriously trying to tailor cute!?

Come on, man. - And when I tried to complain, a voice flew in from another direction, "Come on, Estella".

"What, Ricardo?

"Don't say Ricardo!

Ricardo breaks in between Estella and me with a tough face.

Stand trying to shelter me with your back and complain to Estella.

"Don't force me to push Temehe's preference."

As a victim of the same women's clothing, he complains about the forceful way he did it.

I thought it was... a tough face turned this way.

"These, sleazy women are also quite... the... huh?

"Magder, blunt instrument!

It's not "what?" Don't look at me. I'll give you my eyeballs!

… Dirty.

After seeing such a crappy plan that all I can think of as a joke, at best the first few scrawny surfaces, and laughing, it feels like "Come on now" and the cold - air is set to spread.

This is why they don't have the ability to plan events...

Look, the more exciting the project in the conference room, the more subtle it is in the field!?

'Cause the only time it's funny is while it's in your brain!

The moment I output, that, because it's not funny anymore!

That's it already, why don't we pinch the hem of this damn short miniskirt in my pants and get him on stage with the launch of 'The Woman Who Pammoled by Skirting After the Bathroom!?

........................ damn! I hate myself when the idea is the same as Regina!

Ahhh, I'm heavy.

I can already see the results...

Precisely, take a laugh at Oomaro and Mormat and the only decently seen Cylon will end up winning hard.

... and I thought.

What a thrill this has been.

"Even men change so much with makeup and costumes!?" and it seems that the women who did not participate in this contest, who were at the venue, got strange courage, although I don't know why, making it a meaningful contest there with a whirlpool of laughter, emotion, admiration and emotion.

... regularize, I hope I do.

So, one more thing. An event that betrays my expectations...

"The 'Mismasrao' Grand Prix is a Yashiroko from the 42nd Ward ~ su!

"I'm not happy!

"" "Tundele, cute ~!" "

"I'm not delle!

You can be cursed, a tournament like this.

I really thought so.