Isekai Sagishi no Consulting

Well, for the time being, thanks for coming, and we're all set.

Estella and the others could not argue with Mylar because they had established cooperation in eight districts, excluding districts 31 to 34.

Although it was an unavoidable situation, I understand that the four districts that could not be included in the Federation of Peripheral Districts are not interesting.

Since they are not children, they will understand if they talk through the muscles, and it is the responsibility of both parties to have less interaction in the first place.

Although it is true that we did not work from here, there was no movement from the other side to establish a friendly relationship.

Things are getting bigger and the other districts are doing well together - in other words, they're in a hurry to get in touch with us, knowing that they're getting rid of them.

I bothered to send you an invitation before the verdict came out so you wouldn't think so.

Since it was a celebration of the completion of the port in Ward 42, I sent an invitation to all the outer perimeter wards, even though it should be celebrated only in Ward 42 and Ward 35 of the collaborators.

It can be said that we dared to provide a place to explain the situation.

Sectors 32 and 34 seemed to have a stance to hear the detailed explanation on the spot, but the 31st bite.

The other lords could not enter while hiding their brows.

If you take Estella's side badly, it will be meaningless when Estella says, "I don't think I'm going to be the one to get rid of you."

There's no such thing as "everyone is equal" by showing them that they are organized enough to cooperate with nature.

Above all, if you try to silence the 31st district, you risk buying the displeasure of the lords of the 32nd and 34th wards who have not engaged in hostilities.

For example, if you were to say, "That's the trouble of biting me, so I skipped it.", you would say, "Oh, so my district is also considered troublesome, so I skipped it?" "and it bursts into flames.

When there are several people who are unhappy with the same position, you should be especially careful about what you say.

It seemed that it was difficult to defend Estella because of the relationship between the thirty-fourth and thirty-fourth wards, and the thirty-second and thirty-third wards, respectively.

I just wanted to say thank you for cheering on my closest lord.

And the most protective of Estella is Lucia, Donnis, and Maru, with the exception of her family, Demilly, and her childhood friend Ricardo.

Other lords would have had difficulty pinching their mouths if they hadn't pinched their mouths.

I don't think Maru was a lord, so I thought he was taking a step back, and Tracy......

”...... I said something disrespectful to Estella-sama... yes, let's get rid of him”

It was gently isolated so that its true nature would not be revealed.

... what are you going to Kyoto for?

He likes to walk past Ryke and overlooking Love and wandering around the Dependent.

I'm scared that if I connect my hands with Estella and let her flirt with a nice Yan Avenue date, I might be able to transfer about half of the 27th arrondissement.

... no, I don't think so. I think...... I think......

In the meantime, we've made up our minds, so Estella and Lucia need to eat sushi.

Ginette must still be worried and waiting.

If we can get these guys to the counter, we'll be able to get a temporary distance from Mylar and the others.

If Estella is exhausted on her face, she should rest a little.

even though.....

"Hello? Isn't Miz Clairemona and the others going to eat here?"

I reacted to Mylar moving Estella.

You're too sensitive for a front light.

Just walking down the road normally and saying, "Pi!" It's lighting up. "" I'm not visiting your house! "I was surprised to hear that!

“Yes, my best friend is actually in charge of cooking. I thought I'd work for them."

"The aristocrats cook? Huh? What do you mean?"

Mylar draws wrinkles between her brows and pulls the needle-like beard.

"She is not an aristocrat. I'm the manager of a restaurant called Yangdaiki-tei."

"I'm not a nobleman, the owner of the cafeteria... is my best friend?"

ah.....

He stepped on a mine.

There are a lot of ginettes in this place.

“Yes, but what is it?”

Oh, Estella's the pissed-off one.

If Ginette insults me, I'll get mad. It's Estella.

"No, no, no, no. I was just surprised to hear so many lords and you, the 42nd ward lord, who is also deeply involved with the female lord, say that the civilians are my best friends." No one said it was a bad thing. Don't make me look so scared. "

Waving, Mylar opens and closes his mouth to clear up any misunderstandings.

However, it did not make sense to push electronic money into the coin input port of the vending machine.

"There's something different between nobles and civilians." If you can, I would recommend that you deepen your rapport with the noblewoman here. It's an old woman's heart from a seniors aristocrat who has been forced to make various hardships in the noble world. I hope you're not offended...? "

No matter how much I say it, Estella's eyes don't erase the chill.

This is because the current statement is nothing more than a statement that looks down on Ginette, saying, "Go out with the nobility, not with the common people."

But it wasn't Estella who disagreed with the statement, but Lucia and Tracy.

“What are you saying now, that I and Tracy are being taken lightly by Estella?”

"You sound like that to me, too."

"No way! No, that's overthinking."

Still, Mylar smiles at Lucia and Tracy's objections without getting worse.

"Because women seem to like to read the words in depth." We men often get confused, don't we? ”

"I don't want you to talk to me like you do."

Donnis shows clear discomfort to Mylar, who does not stop tongue rash.

Well, since Maru is clearly murderous, Donnis is probably defending himself.

“Estella, bring Lucia and Tracy. Ginette will be delighted."

"... that's right."

If you stay here any longer, you will leave Estella, who may declare war here.

I thought I'd hang this idiot when Estella's gone...

"None. I'll be joining you." What, I wanted to see a commoner who could be best friends with a nobleman? It doesn't matter, does it? "

... hey, how long can you read the air!?

Eh, someone who's never breathed? "Ah, don't inhale this guy." Do you remember the sense of crisis?

"Mr. Mylar. One word of advice."

I'll put a nail in front of you to stop Estella from exploding.

"Outside the VIP seats are full of 'civilians'. We can't predict what kind of rudeness will pop out, but do you mind?”

After all, you're going to get a little irritated, so just stay here quietly.

I told you to get away with it.

“No problem, I'm generous. You can endure it even if you are present with civilians and other people."

Oh, no.

Let's crush this one.

"... there is no one in the 42nd arrondissement who is called a subordinate."

Estella murmured in a low voice.

"In this city are my dear and trusted friends, the Beastmen. Please be very careful so that you will never again be called such a scorn."

"Careful," not "please."

Has Estella changed a bit? It seemed that the unwillingness to humble oneself was gone.

Perhaps Mylar felt “victorious” when Estella said, “I'm glad you understand.”

He pushed through his opinions and made the other person give in.

In short, Mylar wanted to take the mount.

Defeat Wishato against the rookie lords, succeeding new businesses one after another, and winning the approval of many lords.

Proof of this is the use of words such as "seniors and nobles".

Now, if I said, "Don't say subhuman, please," this guy would have grown up.

Just saying "be careful" probably made me feel a bit uncomfortable.

... I don't need this.

It is a plus for Estella to have more people with a good heart.

But that doesn't mean that anyone can increase him.

We need to get rid of those who are so negative just by being there.

Being considerate of such a person is in itself a disrespect to other human beings.

"Natalia, tell Ginette to get me seven servings of the special sushi."

"I was awed."

Natalia nods tinyly and leaves the VIP seat.

Gilberta and Nene followed, and Lucia and Tracy stood beside Estella.

"Huh? Is the waiter following a civilian man?" Oh, I see. You must be the next lord. "

"I don't have any plans."

"No, that won't work. As a matter of fact, now you have given instructions to the waiter with the lord."

"Inez, Deborah, can you get us a seat for seven?"

"I was awed."

“I'll fix it right away.”

…………

Mylar closes her mouth to Inez and Deborah, who move under my direction.

Lord Iber, will you marry me?

"It was a joke, but I didn't want to hear it, Oba-kun."

Gellar--

"Don't turn this way, oblivion."

I've given instructions to the waiter, and I'm not marrying the lord.

That would have proved it.

Mylar's gaze sharpens as she receives my generous cup of tea.

"Seems like a bit of an insane commoner." It is difficult to understand why someone like you is here. Why don't you just get out of here and do what you have to do? "

Is that what you're saying to me, Lord Thirty-one?

When it comes to civilians at the VIP table, MEDRAD is also eligible.

By the way, so is Rebecca.

"Isn't it up to the individual to decide what to do?" This is the 42nd arrondissement, not my arrondissement. "

So if this is District 31, you're picking out MEDRAD?

That's funny, try it.

"If you're aware that this is another district, why don't you be a little more careful?" Don't you see that evil stands out? "

Ricardo looks at Mylar like a Mediterranean mafia.

With that gaze, Mylar laughs and parries with a "hmm" nose.

"Young people don't need to know courtesy. You can't grow as a lord just by blocking painful points in your ears. In the first place, it was Miz Clairemona who invited me to such a place. Or is it something? Are you saying that no denial will be tolerated here? Is it also a place where a few points are bombarded as a habit? Huh? What do you think? Is it forbidden to speak here except in praise of Miz Clairemona?"

"... Temae"

"Ricardo, calm down."

Demilly stops Ricardo with a clenched fist.

And I turned my gaze towards Mylar a little tougher than usual.

"You should also look at your words and actions again." I don't mean to criticize you, but I can't bear to see you humiliate your opponent in such a sunny place. Young people don't need to know courtesy, so listen to what the elderly say. ”

Demilly, who was even older, pursued Ricardo's words against Mylar, who was shielded by his age.

But...

I don't mean to insult you, but what on earth is Mr. Demilly upset about?

He shrugs his shoulders and laughs with his nose.

Making a fool of Demilly, Estella closes in on Mylar.

Lucia stops right away, but she's still one step ahead of the others.

Standing in front of Mylar, she clasped her mouth together.

"... what's with that face?"

In the face of apparent hostility, Mylar lights up a blue line.

"If you don't want to be criticized, don't invite people to such a gathering!" No, I should have gone to my daughter-in-law without trying to be a lord! "

... ah.

I'm sorry.

I can't.

"For a long time, it floated that it was a city gate and a port." Alright? The city gate is like the face of a city in the first place! However, if you think that you have arbitrarily increased the ancient city gate, then you have built such a frivolous square before. How do you think about the majesty that All Bloom has built over the years! Can't you see your majesty is compromised!? It's not a good thing to play with! Both the city's operations and its connections with people will build up over time! The sooner you jump, the more surprised the viewer will seem to be! But it's only a transitory thing. It's not you who's in a hurry to cry later, it's the Involved Lord! What kind of attitude is it when someone says to be kind, give advice, and correct mistakes?! You're not the only one to fail and be annoyed! Everyone is annoying! This whole city! Can you take responsibility for that!? Am I wrong!? You're not wrong! A person who cannot honestly listen to the right opinions born of kindness is not eligible to be a lord! Quit immediately! "

Mylar screaming at me with his vultures.

"Nh... what!?"

When I noticed, I punched him with all my might.

Mylar dances over the seats and slams into the floor.

Inez and Deborah, who were preparing the table, quickly avoided the table, so the damage did not spread.

Exactly the head waiter. Competent. Excellent. Very good. I'll give you a big compliment later.

”...... Ki... Kisama...... Kisaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!”

Mylar barks as she holds down a beaten cheek.

Blood is dripping from the edge of my lips. It seems to have been cut.

"This is tantamount to a declaration of war!" No, the declaration of war itself! Such humiliation... insult... is unacceptable! It's war, Zone 42! "

I lift the edge of my lip and say to Mylar, who screams.

"You can thank me."

What are you talking about!?

"It was me, so you're still alive."

Mylar finally noticed when I pointed him out.

A murderous gaze surrounding him.

A commoner, a demi-human, and a disdained Medra.

Javier was insulted by his best friend, Demilie.

To the butler who is angry with Mylar, who talks quietly alone, the good news is that the Lord is silent.

Best of all, if Natalia had come back in that scene, she would have had a knife in your heart earlier than I could have stopped her.

"Although it doesn't look good, I can't feel any character or shards in Temei's words, Mylar."

"You, it's too disrespectful to call the lord by his name!"

"Ahhh, ahim"

I'm still sorry, civilian!

"That's it, it's uncomfortable to look at it with too much character. Funny compared to other lords. My clothes don't have good taste, and what's with the beard? Are you trying to make me laugh? Do you realize that people are watching you? You're the lord? The face of the 31st arrondissement? That's why you're dressed like that, and you're growing a beard that doesn't look good. Now, when you walk, your legs are open." I'm not cool, I'm not cool "

"You're so rude!"

If you don't want to be criticized, quit your lordship.

"What...!?"

Speaking with a cool face, Mylar shut up.

"Wasn't that what you said?"

Sure is.

Lucia's coming next to me.

Tracy stands next to Estella.

"No matter what time or place, the lord is exposed and appreciated. Even for a short time, if you expose yourself to an indelible ugliness, it will be evaluated by that person for the rest of your life."

Organizers are not the only ones exposed to criticism.

The same goes for those who participated and spoke up.

Since both of them made "public" calls, the conditions are the same regardless of the position.

There's no such thing as “I'm allowed to say anything because I'm a guest.”

Even if you insist that “this is personal,” when you “publicly” communicate, there is a responsibility there.

"Also, this is the same." You're right. "

I strongly agree with what Mylar said.

"Isn't this kind of humiliation and insult unacceptable?" It's a war, isn't it? "

I got beaten up by Mylar.

I'll take it as a declaration of war and all the insults that came out of Temele's mouth.

I'll step forward to Estella and tell her how close my face is to Mylar's face and how close my nose is to her.

War is superior, isn't it?

I'll crush you.

Now you can use the court that defended Wishart's post-processing.

If we can find any evidence that Wishato was breathing into the Thirty-First Arrondissement, he'll get rid of it.

After all, it looks like there's something [equivalent] out there that doesn't look good.

"Yashiro"

Estella's hand sits on my shoulder as I grab Mylar.

The thin fingertips grab my shoulder forcefully.

"... back off. I'll take his declaration of war."

"No, I'll buy it myself." I'm a civilian representative. "

"Then I'll help you, darling." I'm a civilian representative. "

You don't have to worry about Estella anymore.

Even if District 42 stands out as being too evil... if I get the impression of another District Killer, it's going to be troublesome for a long time.

"No, I'll buy it."

But Estella didn't give up.

She pushes me and MEDRAD away and pushes me forward to Mylar so that I can burn my red eyes.

"I will not allow anyone to insult my precious people."

Estella's impetuosity made me feel a bit depressed.

You're really upset, aren't you?

"The gates of the 42nd arrondissement are damaging the majesty, and this port is light...?"

Estella picked up a line that Mylar was sitting on and screaming.

Oh, I'm mad at you there.

“City gates are important things that have created a stronger connection with the Woodcutter Guild, the Hunting Gilt, and the 40th and 41st districts, which has led to the deployment of sewage in the city, reducing the number of people who get sick.”

We had a lot of collisions to set up the gates.

With the advent of sewage, not only has the city become cleaner, but hygiene has been strengthened, and fewer people have become ill.

"This port, including the road leading here, has really been built by many people working together, sharing their wisdom, and working together."

There was a rupture with the Civil Engineering Guild Association, which resulted in large-scale construction involving carpenters from almost all wards, from the 35th to the 42nd.

From sourcing materials to cave research and construction, the struggle here was not uncommon.

It's a harbor that has survived all of that and finally been completed.

“I am proud of the city gate, the harbor, and all those who have been involved! I won't allow you to lightly insult me with that... look of yours!"

It will be individual freedom to criticize what has been done.

You can do as you please.

But at the same time, let's not forget that the freedom to deny that criticism also exists on the maker's side.

Because criticism is unacceptable, and because it is rebuffed, it is nonsense to say, "Then don't make such a thing." The arguments are misleading.

In that case, the theory of "don't criticize if you don't like to be rebelled against" is also established.

Exactly what this Mylar just showed us, the same tone of discourse.

And the one who criticizes lightly looking for the opponent's roughness just to take the mount, is easily frightened by the opponent's serious rebellion.

"Servant, I have no intention of criticizing you... no, no, where did such a misunderstanding arise?"

"Now...!"

"No! I just really want you to be a good lord - I'm hoping that's why my words are so hot!" Although it is sad that that feeling has gone wrong without being successfully conveyed, I am not going to criticize it. "

"Even the word 'impudent' that undermines your dignity?"

"It was too different from the past, but I felt uncomfortable."

"Uncomfortable...?"

"That's right, it's not a criticism. If you have the right idea, isn't that okay? I'm just not familiar with it, and I'm not saying it's bad."

That's uncomfortable.

Words like "originally," or "originally," which he likes to use to leave a way out, and "uncomfortable."

When I was rebuffed, I said, "I didn't say it was bad," and I tried to escape with a grey reply that I never agreed with and didn't understand.

In fact, when I said the word "discomfort", my emotion was, "You don't even know that?" Isn't that right?

Now, what are you going to do with someone who's trying to escape, Mr. Estella?

It's a simple application problem.

You know what I mean?

"Mr. Mylar."

Well, first of all, I'd like to show you some kind of humble respect.

"I feel uncomfortable with the way you do it."

- I'll just thrust it back like that.

Yes, that's correct.

However, you can only do that if you're serious about breaking the relationship, and if you break it already, it will be a plus, so don't make a mistake with the good kids.

"As a lord, as an all-bloom aristocrat, as a mature human being, I feel uncomfortable with your attitude, Mr. Mylar."

It was an estella of kilekiri.

Nh ~, next time I'll teach you how to take plastic bags above your eyes.

Then we can complete the fully automatic lord crusher.

Wait, Estella.

Demilly stands next to Estella.

It's a very quiet voice, but... that's it? Is there steam coming out? From the top of the head.

"I'll crush it."

No, I'm the one who sold you the fight, right?

Ricardo pushes Demilly away.

They know the process of the city gates and the harbor, so they must have been quite smart. I just heard a rumor from Mylar.

Will you wait for me?

With that in mind, Muru quietly raises his hand.

"...... I'll do it."

"Donnis, hold it down a bit!"

Somehow, when Mahl activated, I felt the fear that the whole area around here would get worse.

Your voice and gaze are cold!?

"Ah, no..."

Mylar's already unable to get rid of her impatient expression.

The aristocrats were leaking their emotions and wandering around.

Sorry to keep you waiting.

That's where Natalia and the others come back.

The three of them have seven servings of sushi.

Natalia has three servings dexterously.

“I'll help you.”

Inez and Deborah move and the special sushi is lined up on the table.

"Mr. Meiler, please enjoy the new sushi menu of District 42 as a sign of friendship."

Natalia bows her head to Mylar.

I didn't see the turmoil so far, so I wonder if you're trying to make a good impression for Estella.....

"Um, yeah. That's right. As a sign of friendship."

Embracing the words, Mylar begins to scrutinize the absolute disadvantage.

I'm sure you've finally noticed that everyone here has stepped on all the mines.

Why didn't you notice it earlier?

Why are so many people gathered at the small port of District 42, a completion event that does not affect other districts much?

That means a lot of people are paying attention to it and have a good feeling about it.

How can you jump into such a place and scatter the hate by yourself? I don't know what that nerve is.

Besides, I want to show that I'm superior to Estella, but I don't realize that I'm kicking all the lords who are equal to Estella here. I don't understand that insensitivity.

It's always too late for such a guy to notice.

Exactly, right now.

"Ho, ho, this is the new dish in District 42." Certainly, it's a dish I've never seen before. Which-- "

No.

Natalia offers her right hand to stop Mylar reaching for the sushi without even sitting down.

"Mr. Meiler, this is your seat."

Then, Mylar pointed to the seat next to the sushi she was trying to reach for.

"Isn't any of them the same?"

"No, this is Mr. Mylar's seat."

Natalia repeats the same words with complete expressionlessness.

And then she smiles and turns her face towards me.

"Everyone else, please take your seats."

Wait!

Natalia ate Mylar.

"Isn't that funny!" Why am I the only one designated!?... by the way, isn't there something in this dish that can't be eaten? "

Hearing the words, Natalia lifted her mouth.

... ah, I was so angry.

"Does that mean that I, Claire Mona, the housemate's head waiter, is trying to poison the thirty-first ward lord?"

"Otherwise, it would be strange!" Others will often designate me as the only one...! "

"You said that Estella-sama tried to poison you in front of so many lords!?" If this was a wet disguise, it was a joke, it could not be done by mistake! "

Well then, let's eat first!

"Hey, is that okay?"

I chased Mylar aboard Natalia.

"That's exactly what I'm going to declare in front of this lord that 'I suspect Estella poisoned Mylar'... is that really okay?"

It's nothing but an insult to assassinate the lords of other wards in such a public place.

So if it's just a "mistake", I'll go after him and make a fuss about "he stole my money" everywhere. Forever and ever, until his name falls upon the earth.

"Now, let's add some toxicity." To clear my lord of the unspeakable accusations that have been levelled upon him, and to prove his innocence. "

Wait, wait!

Would you like to have it then?

”Gu... hah, I'm not hungry...”

Be prepared, and kick just before... how far can I go to insult my Lord?

Natalia begins to unleash her murderous fury.

... so what happened to Mylar's butlers?

You're surrounded by enemies like this, but you're not coming out?

"...... why?"

Mylar leaned down and let out a small voice.

"Finally... the Wishat is gone... finally... finally, I can live as one lord, not a puppet holding my head down... I thought so!"

The clenched fist trembled, and bubbles and bubbles overflowed from the corner of Mylar's mouth.

"Can you interact with me normally!?" I recognize your power! The skills that drove down Wishato, the new businesses that emerge one after another, the city gates and ports that are not in our ward in less than a year, and the influence on other wards is great! You've come all the way from me to admit it! I made a concession! If so, I think it's okay to say one or two of the things I want to say! In fact, it was too late to come to say hello! Is it wrong to emphasize tradition when it comes to gates and ports? You can't be wrong!? With such a little collision... do I have to be bullied to this point?! "

Mylar barked as she swung her arms and scratched her hair.

"Or what!? You have to be humble to go out with the 42nd Ward!?" Don't deny it, affirm everything, and show obedience to Clairemona's words!? Such things are no different from slaves! "

Mylar!

Estella shakes her right hand wide.

What I am saying is an insult to everyone here.

Estella's patience exceeded her limit.

But...

"You're not worth a beating."

I take Estella's waving hand and wrap it around me.

Absolutely not.

Ricardo grabs Mylar's chest roughly and pokes his head as if he was trying to get close to his face.

At a short distance of 3 mm from the tip of the nose, a harsh face stung Mylar.

”Next, if you do something similar... I'll kill you”

Intimidated by his ferocious eyes like a demon beast, Mylar throbbed.

After releasing Mylar, Ricardo looked so refreshed.

You... don't want to get Estella's hands dirty either.

Oh, my God. Don't be a buddy.

I pull my arm out of my hand and look down at Mylar, where Estella is squatting.

"Cancel it, Mylar. Cancel it immediately!"

I say it in a strong tone.

And dress like a bearer of all those who are here.

"This is my precious companions!" No one is a slave! You're so humble! We're equal! I will not allow you to make disrespectful remarks to your fellow countrymen! "

That's right.

Mylar's theory is that the people here are hooked on Estella for the sake of the interests of the 42nd arrondissement.

"Can't you get along with someone who doesn't obey you?"

In my words, Mylar turns his eyes to us without knowing what he's talking about.

... haa.

I was dumbfounded, and my anger went somewhere.

What a miserable man.

I can't believe that my relationship with people is only up or down.

So I used to say, "I'm advising you."

"You were trying to do the same thing as Wishat."

"Idiot!? I'm not like such a man! That man is ruthless and mean, and he always holds my head down and suffers for years and years...!"

"Brother, go up!"

As Mylar, who was squatting, began to raise his voice again, a man rushed up to the VIP table.

He took a young girl with a face behind him and a long-haired man with a black cloth wrapped around the bottom half of his face and hiding his face like a mask.

"Orphen... you, why are you here?"

"That's our line."

Throwing up in frustration, a man named Orphen stepped forward to Estella and knelt down on one knee.

"My brother Nisho has caused a lot of inconvenience. I sincerely apologize, Miz Clairemona."

Cross your arms in front of your chest, kneel before Estella, and bow your head.

A pose of total surrender.

Kuuuuu! Look! We still have to obey!

"Shut up! I'm apologizing for your disrespect!" Spiro, Pamela, shut that man's mouth. "

Hah!

Ri-oh!

A man in a black mask and a shortcut girl rushed out to capture Mylar and bite the monkey.

...... you just said "geez"!? Hey, girl!?

"Again, please be rude..."

"I understand how you feel." Let's talk first. Raise your face, Mister. "

"Oh, excuse me." I apologize again for the rudeness of greeting without revealing my name. "

Quickly, the man gets up quickly.

This time, I put one arm on my chest and showed Estella the grace of honoring her with a truly noble and graceful behavior.

"My name is Olfen Meiler, I am the brother of the lord of the Thirty-First District. It's a pleasure to meet you, Lord of Smiles."

"Ahahah... I hope you don't want to call me that."

Estella laughed and Orpheus was relieved to be here for the first time.

Brother, right?

You look like you're having a hard time wiping my ass.

“Your sincerity has been well communicated. I accept your apology, Mr. Mylar."

"Thank you for your generous consideration."

After bowing his head to Estella, Orphen turned to the other lords and knelt down again.

“First of all, please forgive me for apologizing in this way, although I should have given you a separate apology.”

Good

Donnis, the elder, nodded as the other lords were convinced.

I can't give a long greeting like this.

I haven't even gotten to the point yet.

Still, Orphen gave the lords a single word of apology and got forgiveness.

And, what did you think, come to me and kneel down.

"Come on, I'm not a lord or an aristocrat."

"I know, Mr. Oba. I wanted to meet you.”

Yep.

This type of guy is a syndrome where you want to keep your distance, me.

I would be happy if you could use this as an opportunity to get along with me in the future.

No!

Well then, I hope you like it, so that you can come and admit it someday.

"Okay, let's get along." So don't come as much as you can. "

If this type of Nikkan were to happen, it would be absolutely troublesome.

In this city, an incident happens when a spirit god is interesting. Oh, my God.

Olfen, who stood up again, was not as much alike as Mylar's brother, Ahim, and his brother, I don't think.

While his brother Ahim is short, his eyebrows, eyes and beard are as thin as needles, and he has a full face, his brother Orpheum is tall and strong, and at the end of the century he said, "You did it!" The eyebrows were thick and deeply carved.

Half-brother?

"No, I was born to the same mother." In other words, I'm like a father, and my brother is like a mother. ”

"Ugh, mother, I'm fucked."

"Yashiro!... It's too soon to get used to it." It's the first time I've met you, right? "

No, this is my first meeting... but I'm a little surprised.

“What if Ricardo is like his mother?”

"I'm sorry to hear that."

"Hey, Estella.... your mother was very beautiful."

"No, I know because I've seen you before, but I'm talking about the assumption that it would be a pity if you were like Ricardo."

"Don't be rude again!"

"Estella looks like her mother, doesn't she?"

"Will you stop saying that while I look at your chest!?"

"Then, Mr. Mylar (brother) is in trouble, and Mylar (brother) is suffering from a monkey bite." Let's get him off the line. "

Donnis complained and looked at Orphen again.

She looks at me with a troubled face.

Behind it, a masked man named Spiro and Pamela, and a little girl, were on the lookout.

Are you two your squire?

“No, he's Spiro, the butler with the Mylar family, and she's Pamela, the waiter's apprentice.”

"... the butler and the waiter followed my brother and detained the owner, Ahim?"

That sounds like a terrible thing to me, doesn't it?

"Yes, as it should be, it's not something that would make the lords of other wards touch me... but my brother went rampant, so this is what happened."

Saying that, Orphen lowered his head deeply again.

After Orphen, Spiro and Pamela lowered their heads.

It would be disqualifying for the principal to let his servants and relatives do this.

“This person's problematic behavior has been a problem in the past, and it was also considered a problem in the ward. Besides, it was decided not to accept this invitation. Until Wishato's treatment was decided, I couldn't move very well. And yet, this man acted on his own initiative...!"

When Orphen looked down at Ahim, he quickly turned away.

While telling my brother that I would not go, did you sneak up to the 42nd ward and spread the problem?

You're a very annoying brother.

"Due to such circumstances, the current lord is not supported by the lords of the neighborhood, nor is it supported by the people."

How much I hate you.

Indeed, Iber, the lord of the 23rd arrondissement next door, had a smoky face.

”Hmmm! Mmmmmmmm!”

Ahim peels his eyes and screams something, but Orphen glances at it and snorts.

"Anyway, I may be defending myself with a convenient interpretation, but your words are not even worth listening to"

Mumble!

Achim was tied up behind his back and rolled like a caterpillar, but he seemed to be furious with Orpheum's words, and he stood up vigorously and ate into Orpheum.

However, no matter how much Achim, who was about 30 centimeters tall, stroked, Orpheus did not move, but instead bent over and peered down at his face.

“Look, I'm the victim, and I'm the victim, and I'm the victim, and I'm the victim, and I'm the victim. What you have done so far and what you intend to do in the future

Orpheus bounces at Ahim as he speaks and listens to each sound.

"You said that you were the victim of Wishato when you opened your mouth, but you were putting pressure on the residents, aristocrats and other people in your district by using the name Wishato." You want to be connected to Wishato yourself, and you have used it to forcefully push difficult issues against those in positions of powerless weakness, forcing them to take profits. But in front of the strong, he continued to accuse himself of being a victim with the same mouth that had oppressed the weak. You've become a victim, and you're pressing someone with power to [salvation and mercy]. A weapon named Wishato injures the weak, and if he can be blamed for it, he complains of his innocence, "The weapon injured people on its own." No, did you start crying out for help by saying, "I'm the victim of a cursed weapon"? "

The evil deeds of Achim, who was arranged in rows.

To be able to speak this much uninterruptedly would mean that I could not hold on to my stomach every day.

Orphen felt bitter about Ahim's evil behavior and wanted to stop it.

But behind Ahim was Wishat.

If you crush Ahim, you will crush yourself this time.

Unless you become a puppet like Achim, you will be crushed by Wishat.

It is well understood that I thought that I could not get my hands out of it.

Wishaat may say that Ahim was cowardly when he broke down.

But if you've always been prepared to act immediately when the time comes, it's cowardice, it's nothing, it's effective, it's legitimate.

I don't know when I'll be visiting, but the fact that I can get a good ride is proof that I'm always ready for [that time].

If you make a wish to a shooting star, it will be fulfilled, but it is a shooting star that disappears in an instant without knowing when it will happen. The guy who can always think about the wish and work towards it must be thinking about it, and I think that such a guy will grab the wish by his own hand not far away.

Orphen was aiming for the moment when the power of the borrowed goods disappeared from Ahim.

With a butler with a lord and a waiter attached to Orphen, it is clear which is the justification.

"Brother..."

Orphen pulls the expensive paper out of his pocket.

Parchment or magic paper?

There were letters written there.

You will withdraw from the Lord's throne.

"Giggle! Giggle!"

"Shut up!"

Giggle!

Grabbing the barking ahim's hair, Orphen raises a loud voice from the bottom of his belly.

"You're just like Wishat!" Flipping over power, crushing weaklings, and pouring blood into fattening your own stomach! No, it's worse than Wishat if you don't have the power or the ability to think! I can't help it! "

Curiously, Ahim stands dumbfounded when relatives tell him the same thing I pointed out.

And then I started to weep big tears from both eyes.

"... I have advised you many times. I can't help but disobey my power. You can't defy Wishat in a weak territory like District 31. I know it all too well."

Bullshit!

"Oh dear! You have oppressed the weak!" I disregarded the authority of the citizens, dispelled their complaints, looked down on them, made fun of them, and kept filling them with their trivial pride! ”

Large tears were falling from Orpheum's eyes.

"Brother... why?" When I was a child, when I saw my father being bullied by Wishato, that righteous brother who was angry with Wishato... where did that gentle brother who said he wanted to help my suffering father go? "

Ahim opens his eyes and throats.

"I know how hard it is for you to take over the seat of the lord with your youthful heart and your father dead. That's why I've been supporting you with this on. I've done everything I can to help you a little, standing on the arrowhead and facing Wishato! And yet, why have you changed!?"

Ahim used to want to be a good lord too.

It's not something I can be trying to be.

It is more likely to fail with the intention of doing well.

You don't even know how jealous you feel when you see someone who looks inferior to you doing what you couldn't do.

And I know that jealousy is temporarily distracted by oppressing another weakling.

You wanted to take the mount and tell yourself about it by showing it to the public.

"I'm still okay."

But it's just a solitary feeling everywhere.

No matter how much you tell yourself, the world doesn't appreciate such solitude.

That's why I crave more. The pleasure of victory.

And then, to get that pleasure, I started to take the mount again.

A temporary doping agent then comes down to you with major side effects.

The dryness becomes fierce, and the pleasure of the same strength never fills you.

It's not passion that fills my loneliness, it's warmth.

Besides, Ahim who didn't notice... can only say that he feels pity.

"Brother, please quit your lordship." I'll take care of the rest. ”

"Mhh!? Mhhh!"

"Let me be your brother!"

Orphen grabs Ahim's shoulder.

The sound of bones echoing, ahim warps his face.

However, Orphen, whose face was more distorted by pain than before, let out tears and grief.

"Please don't let me kill you."

It must have been a word full of spines that cut through her body just by mouth.

The Orpheum had a more sinister face than the Achim who had been told.

It must have gotten worse by now.

The people of the thirty-first ward shall not allow Ahim to continue to be a lord.

And the neighboring districts, including Ibero-America.

If Ahim retreats straight away, we can just take the Lord's throne.

However, if you resist a little, you can break the grief of the ward.

I guess Orphen saw how ready I was.

"...... Guga"

He murmured something in a tearful voice, and Ahim nodded in relief.