Isekai Sagishi no Consulting

The inside of the Information Paper Publishing Committee was in a more dire situation than I had imagined.

"The situation inside the Issuing Committee has changed drastically since the balance of power among the three officers has broken down."

The selling girl is a reporter named Kara, 22 years old, from the 25th arrondissement.

He was impressed by the Tartrio article he read at a young age, and became a reporter after pushing the opposition around him.

There are many young people who want to become reporters of information papers, and the magnification is high.

Besides, it is a narrow gate where the efforts and qualities such as literary talent and education can be scrutinized strictly, and a handful of the hopefuls can become.

Even if you become a reporter, there are many veteran reporters at the press conference, and even if you write an article, you rarely get it on the information paper. It is said to be a tough world that is almost impossible for newcomers.

... which means that Mokoka, who contributed the illustrations, was quite talented.

"Mokoka-san!" It's unbelievable to compare! It's a different dimension, that person! She was also a big favorite of Lord Wheelton, and above all, the illustrations she painted were gorgeous and attractive to the viewer. ”

- Yes, I hear.

Hey, that mokokoka.

And that mococha is really intoxicated is Becko.....

Huh? The information paper is not a big deal, is it?

Damn it, Becco dropped the value standard. What are you doing with those glasses?

So it was at the end of last year that the information paper circulation meeting, which was supposed to be such a high level reporter group, began to rot.

It seems that disturbing air was beginning to flow from around the time of the heat.

“Previously, articles about newcomers that would never be adopted were published in the newspaper.... it was a small article, but it wasn't a good one to flatter.”

It was a short text about free love, like an essay summarizing individual opinions rather than an article.

He said that those who truly love each other should be united.

I don't think the world is strange if it doesn't.

"It was a woman who wrote the article, so I thought it was a complaint of my own disappointment at first. But it was different..."

It seems that the short text, which cannot be called the article, struck a certain aristocrat in the chest.

"Dear Dayglare Wishato, the lord of the 30th arrondissement was impressed by the small article and came to the editorial office of the press conference to meet the reporter."

Wishato became entangled.

... no, it must have been an article written by Wishato to do that.

The editor-in-chief is an opportunist of nothingness. He was the type of man who was in power, wrapped in long things, and could do it if he wanted.

That fat Serriont chairman... no, he was an officer at the time, but he probably put that little article on Temporal Serriont's instructions anyway.

But in return, he might have been promoted to Editor-in-Chief. Whichever comes first. They teamed up to put the article in the information paper.

"And Wishato admired her in front of everyone and said, 'I hope you will continue to write wonderful articles.'"

The Wishato family is a major sponsor of a substantial donation to the Information Papers Publishing House.

Wishato, the sponsor, the aristocrat, and the lord, said in front of the crowd, "Write more."

Both the editor-in-chief and the desk would have found it harder to get rid of the 'girlfriend' article.

To not include her article would be contrary to Wishato's intention, and if it is interpreted as an enlargement, it might be difficult to say that "the Wishato family does not care and has deliberately disappeared".

“The Tartorian desk didn't go through her articles, but Seriont took the initiative to hire her.”

Wishato told me I should write an article, plenty of Seriento's current chairman.

Turtleneck reporter souls rebel against putting such a naive sentence as an article.

It seemed to be a composition called Wheelton of the nobility of the 29th arrondissement, which was well balanced between the two.

But...

"At the beginning of the year, Master Hoyleton's grandson got married, and at the same time, Master Hoyleton became a part of Lord Seriont."

Said, the father of the bride, who had been opposed to marriage until now, was heartened by a small article in the information paper entitled "The one who loves each other is cloudless", and allowed his daughter to marry, and Hoilton's grandson was able to marry.

If that happens, the cute grandson will thank the reporter for the "article" who created the trigger for the marriage, and will go to the backup all over again.

Now, two of the three officers insisted that the article of the "reporter" -third-rate reporter Barossa Graygon - should be put on the information paper.

It's nothing.

That's just how Wishat set it up.

I talked to Graigon, the breeder, and asked Barossa to write an article saying "I love each other ~".

I will give instructions to Seriento, who is the breeder, to publish it in the information paper.

When it is published, the lord himself travels all the way to the editorial office, wielding the prestige of power and making far-fetched threats.

It was all set up.

“Probably, this project was going on when the Tolbec Engineering started being harassed by the Civil Engineering Guild.”

That's before the heat, isn't it?

Estella frowns mysteriously, but I'm sure she's not surprised.

It was only after the beginning of the year that the movement became active, but before that, the nuisance and disturbing shadows began to burst in.

"Remember why the construction of the harbor was postponed."

Originally, the construction of the port was scheduled to start at the end of last year.

This stretched to the point where the opening ceremony was held at the beginning of the year.

The reason for the delay is...

"A certain aristocrat... well, it's because of the prolonged discussion on the other side of Wishato." I was asked to explain the same thing over and over again. ”

Even once she was satisfied, she continued to be vaporized at a later date by saying, "I'm still not satisfied with the matter, but can't you reconsider?"

After meeting and explaining it to her, she was convinced by a letter at a later date, and she went to see her again and repeated the same explanation from the beginning.

"That's how I got my time." Gregon in the union and time until the information paper serion is ready. "

When they were ready, they acted fast.

It was early in the year that the union, which had been constantly harassing the notorious circulation, began to exercise its power.

"The union used gorotsuki to injure Gozuya, and the information paper deflected and made a flashy noise."

Indeed, you were quick to act on that.

It must have been all the footsteps.

After Estella, Javier also seemed to regret "gruff". He was too dumbfounded, and on the contrary, he showed a difficult face that seemed to impress somewhere.

The union didn't panic when Wumaro declared that he was leaving the union, did it?

"With the Wishat and the Information Paper Publisher on the back, I didn't think it would be the first shop in the union."

Attaching information paper to an ally is equivalent to attaching "BU" to an ally.

After all, BU people were 100% blind to the information on the information paper.

The illustration is one of Natalia's most popular styles.

The source of the information must have said that it was easy to incite the people.

"But wait, what was Wishato's purpose then?"

Estella puts her hands on her temples to physically loosen her head.

“You were harassing Tolbeck Engineering in retaliation for turning down a proprietorship, weren't you? So that's why you delayed the construction of the harbor?"

"You don't have to complicate things."

If the construction of the port is delayed, the construction period will be shorter and the schedule will be stricter.

There will be other engineering shops that have requested cooperation in advance, so if the construction period is delayed, they will return to the work originally planned.

If so, the construction of the port will be further delayed, and if the completion is delayed, the finances will be squeezed.

Moreover, if the Tolbek shop is expelled from the union, the 42nd district will not be able to have the union introduce other carpenters under any severe circumstances.

The construction of the port at the Tolbek Engineering Store alone cannot complete a major project, so the port project in the 42nd ward will completely collapse.

Oh, no.

It's over.....

"At such a time, Wishart said," Shall I help you? "What if I had gold and a carpenter?"

My question made Estella's face look like it's never been seen before.

"... I mean, Wishato... Wishato's aim..."

"Ah, probably that's right--"

Wishato was after...

"--All of them, I guess."

The 42nd arrondissement was dressed with great favor, and the new city gate and the interest of the new port were graciously eaten. Anyway, the 42nd arrondissement was evicted and the 30th arrondissement was responsible for its management, and then the trust of the Tolbeck shop, which had no nose, was lost. If people got lost at the roadside, they would have a pleasant and painful time called Zamamiro.

I might even have thought about getting a lost job at Tolbeck as a proprietor under worse conditions than before.

”... you're such a jerk.”

The noblewoman murmured words that she should not utter, and Estella rushed to hold her lips.

Well, I agree.

Fuck you, Wishat.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Storekeeper."

Tartrio calls Ginette in a gentle voice.

"What's the hardest ingredient in this shop?" If possible, something harder than black bread would be better. "

"Huh? Um... it's something you can eat..."

"You don't have to eat anything."

"What?...... Well, then, crab or something?"

"Oh, crabs! Crabs are ahhh." Well then, let's lightly boil the crab and bring it to you. Please hurry up as much as you can. "

"Yes, yes, please wait a moment"

Without knowing the meaning, Ginette enters the kitchen with her head down.

"I'm sorry. Let's keep talking." What will happen to the current state of the issuance committee? "

"Eh... yes. As it stands, Seriento... has instructed everything."

If it's painful, you can put on anything

"No... that's right."

In the shadows, it seemed to be abandoned.

Well, don't be silly, if you're a stupid boss.

"Now, most of the articles are written by [her], and the illustrations were turned down by Mokoka-san, and now the picturesque person among the reporters are carried around..."

The illustrations were made by Iwaichi, Imani... I think it was just an imahachi.

Moreover, if you put out OK and the information paper can't be sold, it will be stuck with "bad illustration".

Haha... the third class is like the third class as usual.

Hey, can you show me some of that information paper?

"Um... um..."

When it comes to selling girls, Carla looks at me and Turtle alternately with a very bad look on her face.

Obviously you want me to stop it, Tartrio.

If you want money, I'll pay you properly.

"No, no! I'm sorry for that..."

Kara leans down and holds her chest down.

I've been looking at her with an agonizing expression on my face, and I've been putting up with her all this time.....

It's pretty big, isn't it?

F or... no, that's G. I'm sure she hasn't eaten a decent meal in the last few days, which is slightly more squeezed than the highest value she can infer from her potential.

but that's it.....

"...... Gyunmuri"

"You can just let them buy all of it." Hey, don't be shy. This is punishment. "

Hey, Estella.

I've never heard the sound of tens of thousands of Rb being taken just by mouth.

The sound effects will be the shared property of all mankind.

"No, you guys... you shouldn't see it... especially Mr. Obayashiro..."

Kara complains with a crying face.

That means that our bad words are written in a narrow way.

It's all right.

I don't give a shit about toilet doodles.

I can't even say criticism in front of myself, but I'm not angry just because I'm ridiculous even if I'm flustered in another place.

Those guys just think they're standing on the other side by criticizing them.

Cheaters have a long career, and sometimes they write their own stories on speculation.

Even though I don't know who I am, I have seen a rotten idiot with a windy mouth who knows who I am.

You wrote about a third-class reporter who was stupid and without merchandise, right?

It would be a waste to get angry at such a thing.

That's not worth it.

"Hey, 50Rb"

Pay the bill, pull out a piece of information paper from the confiscated bag, and read the article.

There, he said, "There is some nonsense media that has recently begun to circulate, but what is written on the buttocks is inchy and unreliable, and the person who believes in such things is a fool. When you read something like that, your personality becomes distorted and stupid. In the first place, the guy who created it has been a rotten outer road since the beginning of this century, his eyes are bad, his face is bad, his mouth is bad, his tongue is bad, and he has a bad attitude and posture. Since he is the lowest man to look for a good place for fifty years, it is not necessary to talk about the harmfulness of the articles written there. If we don't destroy some good people who understand the usefulness of the Information Paper and are just noisy idiots, this city will be over. In the first place, people who are caught by poor things such as discount vouchers must fall on the bottom, and they end up as human beings at a time when the shallow idea of spreading money and gaining popularity emerges. It is a proof that it is a defective product. The scum called OOBAYSilo, whose bad personality is pervading his face, is a real scum, and compared to that, the Numeri bug feels cleaner. (Laughter) If you can get out in front of the public in that kind of dress, you'll be the only one to be praised for your bravery. Well, I don't want to praise you, but (laughs) 'was written all the time.

... this guy's not stupid, is he?

It's an article addressed to who.

Well, it's not an article, is it? It's just stupid.

This kind of diary, that's what you write on the wall of the toilet.

Really, it's a mess.....

"Estella"

Hmm?

Ask Regina to prepare three or four fireworks (= bombs) with strong firepower.

"Wait a minute, Yashiro!"

"Hey, it's okay." Even if one of those buildings disappears, Wumaro can rebuild it in half a day! "

You have zero incitement immunity!?

"Huh? Nothing? I'm not mad at all!?" However, for some reason, I'm so angry that my hands tremble and I can't stop! "

"You're so shy!" Stop Magda, Loretta, and Yashiro! "

Estella and Magda grabbed my arms, Loretta grabbed my hips, and my movements were sealed off.

Whoo-hoo! Whoo-hoo!

I'll tear you apart!

I won't forgive you, third-rate reporter!

Kishaaa!

"I glanced through it, too, but that kind of thing doesn't deserve to be considered, it's just slurping." I'm just gonna do it. I'm just gonna look at this idiot. "

"Did you read it too?"

Well, it's chirping.

"You didn't even pay for it?"

"No, because... it's evidence of illegal sales, and I, the lord, shouldn't pay for it."

"Did I pay for it?"

"No, you--"

"You said you'd buy them all?" You just paid me? I'm the only one! "

"I got it! I'll pay you! Enough!"

Estella leaves me and places 50Rb on Kara's table.

"Well, this is a special measure." Don't get me wrong. "

”...... ah”

Kara swallows her words as she tries to say something.

Before that, five 50Rbs are stacked.

"... I'll read Magda as well"

"I share your anger, too."

"I'll show it to you, too." It's something that Campanula can't show you. "

I'll check it out, too.

"I'll show it to you, too."

Magda, Loretta, Lupinus, Tartrio, and Gellarsee buy the Information Paper.

Mahl does not seem to want to pay 1Rb for the information paper, and he is stealing Gelacy's information paper from the side. Ah, I traced my gaze with my squinting eyes and immediately took my gaze off.

It seems to have turned out to be unworthy of reading.

"I'm shocked. Something like this... haha"

Tarturio sighs, circles the information paper, and puts his hand on the twitching eyelid.

”If I think this is the information paper...... I'm going to cry”

Along with the trembling voice, the sharks overflowed from the eyebrows.

"I can't call this an article."

Lupinus also circled the information paper.

"... Estella"

"Mr. Estella."

Magda and Loretta stood in front of Estella with the information paper and peered into her face.

"Tell Regina that there are about ten or twenty fireworks with intense firepower..."

It has an increased ability to kill!?

Magda and Loretta are also very involved in the publication of "Libourne", and most of all, they love "Libourne" and the 42nd ward.

On the way to Magda, you can take a leisurely stop at the Publishing House Editorial Office on your way to the Yangtze Pavilion branch office in New Town and make it a place to stay.

We have to stop here.

"Well, wait, Magda."

"... stop, Yashiro?"

"Ah. The publishing house... I'll blow it up!"

Let's talk in the direction of not blowing it up!?

"Estella"

"Estella"

"Ah, Norma and Delia." Please help me calm everyone down a little-- "

"If I help you, you don't have to have fireworks."

Oh, I'll help you!

"I'm so happy that you guys love the 42nd arrondissement!" Let's settle down once and for all! "

Estella spread her hands and legs in front of the entrance.

You're not going to let any of us through.

"If my boobs were bigger, there would be no gap."

"...... but for now, I'm not sure."

You can do anything you want!

"Hey, that's great!" Get out there! "

Sister Estella, I don't think you can put it on the surface.

Ryushyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy

When Estella, who was not grown up, was comforted by the young girls, she heard a snorting sound.

Looking toward the sound, Kara leans down and stares at the 50 Rb stacked on the table.

"O... money... ghhh... money..."

When I said that, I lifted up my voice and started crying.

Wow... this is it again.

It seemed to be going to a dangerous level.

Looks like we're running out of time, seriously.

Kara's tears didn't stop, and she dropped her trout and wet the table.

... this is Ginette's job.

"Here you go."

Offer me a pure white hand towel that Ginette washed for me.

It is not good to be in business when the table of the trademark Yangtze Pavilion with a smile gets wet with tears. The image will be damaged.

"... ah, but... I'm... your..."

"It doesn't matter if it's the enemy or not." I don't like to be made impatient in front of my eyes. "

"...... ah, Ri...... Gwa...... Gwaa......"

"Ah, that's enough. Here."

Don't hold back and don't grab the towel. Press the towel against Kara's face.

I stroke my cheek, wipe the back of my eyes, and hold my eyebrows.

All you have to do is suck out this towel. It looks like a washing technique designed by Granny Mum, so hand washing Ginette.

"Wo... Oba, palm...... Luo...... we...... you......"

"Don't talk now."... my tongue will bite

You can't even imagine how your mouth and tongue move when your breathing is disturbed, can you?

If you chew it, you'll have a terrible stomatitis that will draw your tail to a later stage. Because it hurts, it's stomatitis.

Sorry to keep you waiting.

By the time the floor was quiet, Ginette came back with a delicious boiled crab.

Oh, high-footed crab!

It looks so delicious!

Would you like me to pick you up?

"Ahh, don't worry about it."

"That's right." Tartrio lives close to the sea, doesn't he? ”

If you were born and raised by the sea, you would be more familiar with how to eat seafood than you are in District 42. That's what I thought, Ginette.

"I don't need to peel it."

That said, it was pulled by the appearance of a tartrio that bites a thousand crabs with a rattling and gruesome sound contained in the mouth of each shell.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

"Uncle Tartrio says that if you don't like something, your teeth will ache." So, yeah, I'm chewing on a hard object and letting my stress go. "

"No, you can choose what you want..."

Your mouth will be full of slander.

"It's a good crab!" The taste is perfect, and I'm feeling a little calmer. "

"Well... that's good, right?"

As expected, Ginette was in a questionable shape.

If that's your grandfather's life, you can leave him alone.

Ah, and then...

Place the earthenware pan that was on the same tray as the boiled crab in front of Kara.

When I opened the lid, it was a rice cooker with a fluffy scent.

That's a crab rice cooker. Absolutely delicious. I can tell just by looking at it.

I thought it would be a bother, but I didn't seem to eat much.

Ginette bows her head and leaves the scene with nothing but a smile.

"Ah, um, this is!"

You can eat it.

Ginette won't tell you, so I'll tell you.

"The store manager here is a friendly person with a 'super' on his head, and I can't overlook someone who is hungry."

"Ufufu, it looks like someone has contracted [depression]."

Bertina.

It must be.

"So, but I'm... an information paper reporter... an enemy..."

"Whether it's an enemy or an ally, I'm hungry." Please eat first. Let's talk about the difficult part later, shall we? ”

In response to Ginette's voice, Kara shakes her eyes and stares at the crab rice cooker that seems to raise delicious steam.

But my hands didn't move.

"No choice. I'll do the 'ahn' service."

"No, no! That's ridiculous!" I-I 'll take it! "

When I took a step, Kara grabbed Renge in a hurry and inserted herself into the earthenware.

Raise a bite of crab rice and slowly transport it to your mouth.

I put it in my mouth for a few seconds.

"It's delicious..."

Kara's lacrimal gland collapsed again.

Instead of Kara, who is trying her best not to choke and let the renge fall, Campanula sends the crab rice cooker to the small pot.

“It's hot, so this is how we recommend it.”

The little girl told Kara to come here and smile naturally for the first time.

"Thank you, young lady."... no. The clerk. "

“Enjoy your time.”

Magda, Loretta, and Delia stroked the campanilla that came back with their heads down, and Lupinus embraced it as much as he could.

Yeah, yeah. You were cute.

He was a great boy, wasn't he? I know, I know.

Then we ate the crab rice cooker quietly and stared at Kara, who burst into emotional tears with every bite.

”Giggle... it's really delicious... giggle, it's so delicious... noo...”

"Baba, baba, baba!"

”It's warm... and the back of my chest is warm...”

"Gorigorigori!" Bugs, bugs, bumps, bumps! "

"Shut up, geez!"

I can't chew up the crab's armor behind me! That's not the sound of the cafeteria!

"Oh, I'm so refreshed."

On the plate in front of Tartrio, the remains of scattered crabs were rolled.

You're a beast, aren't you?

Ah, the crabs are eating everything clean.

"Boiled addition or subtraction is the most expensive thing."

"Thank you. So... is your mouth okay?"

"It's okay, it's okay."

Probably.

It's not your mouth you're not okay with, it's your head.

"It's been a long time since I had a decent meal..."

While snorting, Carla finished cooking a rice cooker full of earthenware.

Um, what's your fee?

This time, I did it on my own.

"But then..."

Well then, next time, please invite your friends.

Hearing Ginette's words, Kara holds her mouth shut.

I desperately stop crying.

I see, you didn't even have the physical strength to endure crying until just now.

"... yes. Next time, I'll bring my friends..." I made everyone eat this delicious food............ I gave it to you...... "

this reaction of Kara.....

You're not eating that much, are you?

"...... ah"

As I spoke, Kara let her shoulders bounce for a moment and nodded in horror.

He's still scared of me.

Well, you can be as scared as you want.

"What's your salary?"

There are three main reasons why you can't eat rice.

I don't have any money, I don't have time, I don't feel well.

Otherwise, he might be incommunicado or ill-treated.....

In Kara's case, it was money.

You look sick, but I don't feel like I can't eat.

And if you can sell information papers on your own, you can buy them in Newtown. There are many foods that are suitable for eating and walking in the 42 wards today.

If not, I don't have the money.

Probably, sales have fallen and salary payments have fallen behind.

Looks like you're being cornered, Information Publisher.

"Didn't you have any savings?"

"The savings are...... that......"

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I still don't trust you because you see us as enemies.

Or maybe he feels guilty about sharing information with his enemies.

In that case, it's a friendly combination of Special Ginette and Estella.

"If you're not sloppy with your money and you're eating around, it'll be solved by eating dinner right now... if the other guys are in the same situation, there will still be a lot of people who haven't been saved."

"That's tough!" Um, Kara-san. If it's not inconvenient... No, I was wondering if you could let me know about the inconvenience. Hunger is one of the greatest misfortunes of anything. Now, would you mind putting both sides in their shoes and giving us the opportunity to reach out to those we can help? ”

"That's right. I hate to regret it when it's too late." Kara, please. Can you talk to me? Give us a chance to help you. "

Hunger is an emergency that could cost you your life.

If there are multiple people in such a critical situation, I would like to save as many as possible.

That's the perfect combination of Ginette and Estella.

It's a service spirit that I can't manage.

"... why are you doing this so well?" The Publishing Committee... did something terrible to you guys... even though I'm one of them... why? "

The biggest bamboo shoot ever spilled out.

But without wiping it off, Carla stares straight at Ginette and Estella.

Without turning a blind eye, he asks forward to explore the sincerity of the two people who are too nice, or to see if there are any mistakes in his thoughts like the picture sky that came to his mind.

With such desperate eyes, Ginette and Estella smile with the same look.

"It's just meddling."

I'm of the same sex.

With an honest smile on his face, Kara finally opened her heart.

“Please help me,” he said, finally leaning against his exhausted heart as he stood.

Ginette takes the hand of Estella and puts her cheek against it, and she cries again.

However, the tears this time seemed to be due to relief.

I stroke Kara's hair like that, and Ginette whispers.

"Besides, Yashiro-san had a face that seemed to want you to do that."

Hmm, how about that?

I'm sure you're mistaken ~.

In the meantime, let's give Magda and Loretta a signal and get them a bunch of donuts.

Because Ginette looked like she wanted you to do that!

Ginette!

Estella and Ginette sat next to Kara and heard the situation from Kara, whose voice trembled with tears.

“One day, we were told that we were moving to the editorial department, and we were told to go into the dorm.”

It's not going to school, is it?

"Yes... uhm... in the 42nd arrondissement..."

The glaring, awe-inspiring eyes looked at me.

”... what am I?”

"Um... there are a lot of people who have been brainwashed by Obayashiro-san... the reporter at the press conference said that it is dangerous to walk alone..."

I mean, I brainwashed.....

"Especially women...."

"Did you really take that and all of you live in a dorm?"

"Huh... yes... at first... I thought the 42nd arrondissement was really a terrible outrageous city... sorry!"

"No, I can't help it." I was at the press conference, so I think it's normal to trust your opinion. "

Estella exclaimed Carla, who lowered her head as if she were destroying the table with a head butt.

The publishing house is under siege.

If you come through New Road from Ward 29, you will find that the information written on the information paper is stupid.

Or, if you interact with someone outside, you will be planting thoughts that are detrimental to the information paper.

You must have thought of that.

Were you originally in the 29th arrondissement?

"Hah, yes..." Your house has already been withdrawn. I was a tenant. "

"Oh my... oh my God"

Then you can't go home anymore.

I was thinking of returning the information paper to "BU" when I took it back from the idiot's hand.

”Um...... Mr. Obayashiro...... in the square......”

You said you were scared because you were such an evil person who scratched the neck with a scratch?

"Yes... I'm sorry"

"No, that's fine."

That's what I was trying to make you think.

The publishers would be in trouble if they didn't believe it.

"And then......"

You're the undisputed man who's tampering with the lord and guild leader?

"No..."

So, it was said that I was the one who turned back the raid on Delia?

"No..."

When Lupinus heard the word "Delia Raid", he asked, "What's going on?" and stuck it up to Delia.

"No, I was totally fine," Delia said, explaining the situation with a slightly troubled expression.

And he stared at me with a slightly grudging face.

Lupinus is like Delia's mother, so she would be angry to say she was involved in something dangerous.

Delia was afraid to get angry.

I'm sorry. I'll have a sweet treat next time.

Rather than that, I have no idea what Kara says.

Did you do anything else? This is what scares them.

Is that a footprint? It's not me, it's Ginette.

"Um...... Mr. Obayashiro......"

Sniffing his throat, he grabbed his shoulders like he was holding a shivering body.

It's a pervert who can guess the size of a woman's chest at a glance.

"Who's a pervert!?"

It's true, isn't it?

I can tell at a glance, but I'm not a pervert!

No, I think that's quite a pervert, Ya-kun.

”Lupinus, you don't know anything... all men can do that”

"I can't do this, palm."

"I can't do it either."

"I can't do it at first glance."

That's right, you guys are in the freak category.

No, it's you.

Javier and Gerrassie speak in unison and are rude.

I don't have enough training!

Look at Becco!

He only needs to see it for a second, and he'll try to reproduce it exactly to the size of his chest! Let's try making a Norman wax statue next time. I'm sure the size is perfect.

"Learn Becko!"

"Will you shut up, Becko's kind?"

What a disgrace, Estella.

Your instant consciousness is jumping! It's too shocking!

"So, I lived in a dormitory, and I guess I spent my savings on it?"

"No, I did take the dorm fee, but I still had the savings." but.... "

The reason you can't sell information is because you're incompetent! It's your fault, so you should all buy the missing information paper!

That's what they said, and they pushed through a lot of inventory.

To that third-rate reporter, Barossa Greygon.

... no, no matter what I think, it's your fault.

"Objection."

"I did it!... there was someone who did it." At that time, we weren't allowed to write articles anymore. ”

It seemed strange to be held responsible for not selling even though they hadn't written an article, and the reporters were full of men.

It seems that they were veteran and very dependable senior reporters.

The five reporters protested against Barossa, who had risen to the status of chief's desk.

...... he was hanging up to the chief in the desk.

By the way, I don't suppose his article was checked by the desk as a matter of course. He's the desk.

“But the five veteran reporters who protested were fired that day.”

"What a terrible thing to do!? Did the editor-in-chief or chairman give you permission to do that?"

"Yes... rather, the chairman is very angry..."

Disobeying my opinion is synonymous with disobeying our biggest sponsor, Wishato! You are going to take hostile action against the thirty lords!

"So if you don't want to bother the other reporters, you have to put aside your retirement wish and disappear now... otherwise they and their closest friends will see it as a rebellion and threaten to cut their necks off..."

It seems that the male veteran reporters left the press conference because they could not bring their companions.

Kara and the others couldn't stop it.

Understanding that they were protected, they failed to protect those who were driven out.

"Then, whenever there was more information paper, the reporters were forced to share it and buy it out..."

Everyone was cutting off their savings and buying it.

"Yes....."

But their misfortune did not end there.

"'I don't think you'll get paid because you haven't even written an article.'"

It's third-rate...

That's the worst thing to do.

People work for money.

There are aspects that are worth doing and dreaming about, pride and pride.

However, it was only a "side".

If money does not accrue, it is no longer a job.

If it's a hobby, there's no reason to withstand more pressure than necessary.

Above all, pushing us to a situation where we can't write our own articles, and saying "I haven't written any articles" is the worst of the worst statements that trample on the dignity of reporters.

When you do not intend to release OK from the end, you must not blame the other party for the reason.

The person who is going to make a mistake from the beginning at a meeting or a project, grinds down the reason for the mistake.

The worst part is, "Something's different," or, "Did you really think this was good? Without giving a specific reason, say," Your lack of technology is the cause. "

If you do that, you'll lose faith in the people who did it for the rest of their lives.

You can say it for the rest of your life.

Whether you try to fish with a variety of bait, your credibility will not be restored for the 'rest of your life'.

"If this passes, we're sure to make a difference."

"I was hoping for you, so I made it tough."

"The president praised you." So let's do our best again. "

I'll give you a special bonus.

There is only one answer to that, Answer.

"I don't want to be told anything by Temae."

It's a big deal to be able to do it without shame.

Isn't he born to be disliked?

"So... you can't work without a salary... this isn't me either... but there was someone who sued me... and then..."

It seems that the editor-in-chief has presented a surprising solution.

"In the future, we will distribute the actual information paper as a salary."

That's why you can sell whatever you want and make money.... because...

There is no place to sell it anywhere.

You can't do business with a peddler's guild on your own.

I see.

The publishing house is not prepared to insist on selling unsold information papers to reporters.

A reporter who was troubled by the money was simply selling it in violation of the law.

This is no salvation anymore.

If you are driven into such a situation, you will not be able to escape bankruptcy.

I'm just thinking.

It wasn't the oppressed Kara who went bankrupt, but the culprits.

I wonder if it felt similar to me. Tartrio covered his mouth with a dusty crab shell and said, "Baba! It was chewing up so hard.