The Other World Con Artist's Management Techniques

It was about two days after they had sown the bait that the men ate.

"My dear Omero," Have you heard of it?"

"What, Mr. Mormat?"

"I'm afraid you've misunderstood the bug-fighting in Cantaltica.

"What do you mean by misunderstanding?"

"According to a professional investigation, there was very little chance of insects getting in."

"Why, what! Does that mean Cantaltica's rice is safe?"

"Oh, that's exactly what it is. Now I can eat hamburgers every day with peace of mind, though I prefer vegetables."

"That's good news! Life will fade if you can't eat hamburgers, though I definitely prefer fish."

"No, no, no, no,"

`Oh, my God,'

A cheerful crocodile and a raccoon are huddling together for a good laugh.

...don't they have any sense of theatricality?

We talked to Estella and got her permission to temporarily operate on conditions favorable to Cantaltica.

Originally, advertising activities for other stores are prohibited in some stores. It's a source of trouble. However, if there is an agreement between the two parties, such as Yodamari-tei and Kantaltica, it will be excluded.

Well, even if you say no, it's like manners.

However, he insisted on asking restaurants in the 42 wards for help.

Cantaltica was viciously harassed. Tell me that if we leave this as it is, other shops may be damaged in the future.

He explained the outline of the situation by convening restaurants belonging to the Forty-two District Restaurant Guild under the authority of feudal lords. At the same time, they asked for information and, in turn, asked other guilds for help.

As a result, the two of Ossan and I performed a Japanese radish play.

Not only those two, but also various collaborators are putting on the same kind of performance as before in the 42 wards.

This is bait.

If the purpose of the people who intentionally mixed insects is to crush the tantaltica, they should take action if they hear that their actions are ineffective.

If not, we'll have another plan.

A blatant act of stealth will not be obscene if it is understood by all the people in the territory. Everyone is cooperating to bring about the stigma of Kantaltica.

"If there is a problem, can we do publicity?" Then I'll make my own work...." There won't be any idiots.

"Ah, Jiro! It's those two! I'm sure!"

Look out of the kitchen window in Cantaltica and see the target.

If you don't look familiar with him and you're not a traveler, you're likely to be from another district.

With that in mind, I sent my younger brothers to the border of the ward and told them to let them know when a good pair comes.

It seems that after a lot of mistakes, the real thing was finally caught.

Gatai's good pair come straight up to Kantaltica.

Any swordsman? My muscles are so swollen that I'm going to burst out of my clothes.

"Well, Mr. Jiro. Do you have a hamburger ready?"

"Well, make me one perfect guy, absolutely perfect."

"Yes,"

For the last few days, Jeanette and I had come to Kantaltica to help.

If Paula was in charge of customer service and cooking, she couldn't be carefully prepared to catch targets.

That's why I brought Jeanette, who was mastering the hamburger perfectly.

The kitchen also houses Estella and Natalia, as well as Jeanette. It takes several people to make sure they make hamburgers free of foreign substances. Take care of it excessively thoroughly, and make it 100% flawless.

"And if you start to tell me there's a bug in it..."

"It's black,"

You can catch him red‐handed, but if you keep an eye on him too openly, he could stop the crime itself.

It should be kept to a casual watch.

"Hey! Here'said he.

"Hurry up!"

A good pair of guys... I don't care if it's right or left... but they're annoying and loud.

"I must go,"

"Wait,"

call Paula off for service

I don't want those guests to be wary.

I think it would be less alarming if the first person I've seen served customers than the clerk I saw last time. The probability of being caught is lower than that of the second time.

"I'll go."

I'm going to straighten up Paula's collar with a slap on the head.

I'm dressed as a waiter to suit the atmosphere of Cantaltica today.

Kantaltica doesn't seem to hire men, and waiters dress themselves. ...I'm the only one who's cosplaying...

When I entered the hall, my right muscle was beckoning with a big gesture.

My left muscle gives me a sharp look as if I were trying to kill me.

"Yes, I'm home!"

Speak in a relaxed tone, and I walk to the customer's service with a fluffy.

This is what these muscles would think of when they see this type of clerk. "Oh, he'll never find out," Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

"What's your order?"

"It's a hamburger. Bring it in ten seconds."

"Joo~? Huh~………………………………………………………………………"

After 10 seconds of contemplation, I turn my cute smile to my right muscle.

"Yes, as soon as possible,"

"It's already been ten seconds! Are you licking it?"

"What? You want me to lick the hamburger before serving it?"

"Oh, my God!"

My right muscle thumped on the table. A solid, heavy table bent for a moment. -- great strength.........

"Oh! I'm a drinker! Bring me the most expensive drink in this restaurant!"When the price is free, the left muscle puts in a good order.

"You'll have to pay in advance, will you?"

"Well......... well, at first a cheap drink would be all right?

Cantaltica is prepaid.

If you want to drink the most expensive drink, you have to be able to pay a lot of money.

Eventually, the right muscle ordered hamburgers and wine, and the left muscle ordered ale and special sausages.

Receive the fee and return to the kitchen.

"... Jiro, you're an irritating genius, aren't you?"

Estella gets her praise at the entrance to the kitchen.

"Do you yearn for it or do you want to sign it?"

"I'm afraid I'll be cursed,"

You've got a lot of hate.

I'm afraid I've inspired them to commit themselves to evil. "I'll smash it up because I'm going to get on with it's like that.

This is also a strategy.

"Yasilo, it's the perfect version of hamburger".

I get a perfect hamburger from Genet that makes me drool just by looking at it.

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . wouldn't it?

"Mr. Jeanette," I forgot to pour the sauce."

"Oh! I'm sorry. I don't think it was perfect."

Her tongue peeps adorably, and Jeanette scratching her cheek shyly.

"Hey! Is this girl power?"

"I want to learn from you, but I don't think I can!"

Estella and Natalia are mysteriously damaged.

"Nature!"

`Nature!'

"Oh, um... I'm not a natural person..."

"'Nature says so!'"

"Why are you joining us, Jiro and Paula?"

I'll pour the sauce that Jeanette forgot to pour.

With a charm that will make you feel better.

"""Delicious, love!"""

"...what is that sure spell?"

Estella takes two steps away from me.

Well, I don't know anything about it. It's a magic word that makes men all over the world dance with a bloody nose.

By the way, I'll write down my name in the hamburger sauce. Both children and big friends are overjoyed.

That's why I carry a hamburger with love and care to my right muscle.

I wrote 'Mukimuki' in the sauce on the hamburger.

`Are you licking me!'

"No, no, I haven't licked it yet."

"What's "not yet"? I'm not trying to lick it! Don't lick it!"

"Are you a cat?" I'm not going to tell you because it won't get across.

Putting down hamburgers and other drinks and sausages, I leave my muscles.

Wow, my eyes are really stuck in my back. You're staring at me.

take a cursory look around the store

Guests are coming in very well. It's not packed in a way that's moderately crowded but obstructing the movement.

It's only natural that ...

All the people here are 'trained.'

Cantaltica is now virtually closed.

The guests here now are all people who know the situation, and they are making sure we don't get in the way we act.

Nevertheless, they are all playless people, so I have given them two simple orders.

One is, "Don't look at the target." You'll find out.

And the other one is, 'Eat normally' ... this is the most effective thing. These guys are in the background. They are classified as props. It's not just an extra.

Now, shall we wait and see under the cover of "the great tools?"

However, I can't just stare at it, so I can only pretend to be working and keep my ears open. Anyway, if you're on guard, that's it.

All you have to do is arrest him red-handed if you just want to get rid of the stigma of Kantaltica. It's a very simple solution.

"This was harassment. Cantaltica is innocent."

But that would do too little damage to the muscles.

I'm sure the only thing I can do is ban him from going to the right place.

Then it's warm... You have to try not to think of going against it again.

I know the tricks of the guys because Paula showed me a conversation record.

He soon cut a cut in the hamburger, and then he said aloud????

"Hey! What's going on with this!"

Yeah. It's exactly the same line.

Are these guys stupid?

Would you do exactly the same thing in the same store?

But now it's clear.

These guys are definitely trying to crush Cantaltica, not for money.

They try to plant bad images by making the same difficulties over and over again.

How many people around me said, "Cantaltica is not bad. It's the muscles that are to blame," but they won't stop. Believe it or not, it doesn't matter. The purpose is to make a fuss here and leave it in people's memory.

So I've got to know... how dangerous it is what you're doing.

"What's the matter?"

"What's the matter with you! Look at this!"

The right muscle points to the hamburger.

"...'Mukkimki'... phew. What is this?""You must have written that! It's not there, it's inside the hamburger.

When I was told I looked at Hamburg... there was an ostentatious huge grasshopper.

Really... I don't know how to get in...

"Look carefully, Kora! There must be insects in it! Does this restaurant want customers to eat insects?"

It's the same line as I saw in the conversation record. Every word is true.

It's not 'insects,' it's 'insects.' It's not a lie because it's in the way it is. Then, with the line, "Are you trying to feed the customers?", people around you get the illusion that it is the store's fault that insects were in it.

They're fraudsters who don't fit to be found out by someone else.

If you ask them, "You've put in insects," they'll say: "Do you have any evidence?"—"Did you see it?"—"Do you want to make a false accusation?" If I were the mastermind, I would instruct him to say so. To turn the other way around and change the point of contention and make a mess of it. After that, they continue to intimidate each other with a loud voice and continue to lose their strength and energy to argue right.

I broke my heart and said, "That's enough. Let's take what you say and finish this situation as soon as possible." The store is done. It means total surrender.

It's troublesome, but you have to be strong-minded and keep saying "different things are different."

However, I hate such a disgraceful idiot who can only blackmail below crap... ...with a strong heart and reason... ...I'm not going to do anything quiet.

...you've got the wrong guy to pick a fight with, you chimp! No, three. No, no, incombustible garbage.

These are industrial waste that God had no choice but to produce in making the world.

Trash goes to the trash can.

Give the crap what it deserves.

"Well... That's strange."

fold one's arms and tilt one's head high

You'll get irritated, this move. It's all over the place.

"What's wrong with you! There must be insects in it! How are you going to take responsibility?"

"Isn't it 'in' instead of 'in'?"

"What's Taemae!? Is it proof?"

"Have you seen it!? You've got to skip the right thing!"

Well, it's just as I expected... it's just as the textbook says.

"Well, just calm down and listen,"

I begin to explain in a slow tone, clapping my hands at the hysterical screaming men.

That's right. Be very polite, so that even idiots can understand.

"In this case, I think there are two possible cases... first of all, it may have entered before baking."

Put your index finger up and raise your first possibility.

I stare at the men, but I don't see any particular pretense of interrupting them. They're probably trying not to say bad things for fear of falling for the Spirit's Judgment.

That's a good choice.

Then I'll come to a quick conclusion.

"But that's impossible. Look! The meat is well cooked, but this insect remains clean, even every foot. Do you know the temperature at which hamburgers are baked? If they were inside, I wouldn't be able to stay this clean."

"Uh..."

"What's that!? Then you must have gone in later!"

As soon as my left muscle let out a small moan, my right muscle spoke out as if it couldn't stand it.

Hey, come on. Don't you have to make up your mind? If you speak badly, you'll be strangling yourself.

"That's impossible, isn't it?

But I'll give you a flat denial.

Then, as I expected, my right muscle began to call.

"Why can't you say such a thing!"

This guy is in danger, after all. If we keep stirring it up, it seems that we'll blow ourselves up one of these days, but... well, that's all right. Now that you've spoken a convenient word, let's take advantage of it here.

"That means," It means that this insect has entered the hamburger of its own volition, but look again."

I point to a grasshopper who shows up through a cut in the hamburger.

Yes, grasshoppers are 'showing up' from Hamburg.

"Why did I go in from my bottom? I don't think I went to bed to sleep."

If insects get into food, they usually stick their heads in.

It's possible that you came in from somewhere else? No. Because there's no hole anywhere but a cut.

Hamburg has been hammered down many times to let out the air. There are few cavities in the meat. It should make a hole in the middle of it. There's no such thing.

Therefore, this grasshopper did not enter the hamburger of his own volition.

"And this grasshopper... ...is strange, isn't it?"

"So what's wrong with you!"

My right and left muscles stand holding me between them and stare at me like Hannya.

Well, I'm scared, that's it.

Listen? If you want to touch me... I won't let you go... ...Natalia.

Nice to meet you! If possible, try to keep it cool before you put your hand in!

With a knife or something like, "That's it!"

Now, let me return to the subject. . . .

"I've never heard of this grasshopper living in the Forty-Second Ward."

"That's just you don't know! You don't know!"

"I don't know? ... Am I the one who used to be called 'Dr. Insects'"Why, what...?!?"

"I go all the way to the Forty-Second Ward and Forty-Forty Woods to see this and that."Are you ignorant?"

"...why, lie...however? It's up to you."

`Would you like to play "The Spirit's Judgment?"'

"...d*mn!"

You can do it.

When I was in elementary school, I successfully hatched the stag beetles and the stag beetles, and I was called 'Dr. Insects' by the boys, and it is true that I went all the way to the woods in the 42nd and 40th wards to see them. Well, it's not insects, it's flowers.

"Well, I assure you that... 'I have never heard of this grasshopper inhabiting the Forty-Second Ward.'"

Yup.

I don't think anyone would come to talk to me about grasshoppers. I didn't even collect that information.

I've never heard of it. I'm not interested.

But this is what these muscles will hear.

"There is no insect like this in the Forty-Second Ward,"

"Now... where did this insect slip into?"

"And......you know what I mean... ...that the guy in this restaurant has made a splash!"

"Do you say, 'This shopkeeper put in insects?'"

"Well..."

"Wait!"

The left muscle stops the right muscle from slipping.

...oh, cool left muscle.

If the right muscle were to say "yes" now, this would fall for the Spirit's Judgment. They must know that it's not the people in this shop who put the insects in.

You've given up a lot of thought.

But that's like saying, "I'm the culprit," right?

"Isn't it more of a problem now that there are insects in it than how it got in, my dear clerk?"

I seem to have touched my left muscle with a baton.

The right muscle is dwarfed at the back.

"It's an example of..."

Again, I point to the grasshopper in the hamburger.

"How could you enjoy this?"

"Do you have it? Are you making fun of me?"

"Why!?"

"Are you!"

I have a blue muscle on my forehead, and my left muscle grabs my chest.

Natalia! I think it's time to go!? What's wrong!? Are you taking a break!?

I don't think I'll get help, so I'll do something for myself.

"Oh my gosh! What's this?

I put my hand in the pocket of my left muscle, which had approached me with a gulp.

"What's wrong with you!"

In a hurry, my left muscle releases me and keeps me at a distance.

Then she blushes a little, grips me tightly by the collar, and glares at me reproachfully.

"Oh, pervert!"

Hey, don't do that. If I get that kind of reaction, I look like a person who is interested in Soch.

"...I'm in trouble." as I expected."

So don't blush!

Only beautiful women or beautiful girls can react like that!

"I'm sorry to hear that you're giving me a disgusting response... ...but can you explain this to me?"

I raise the hand of the person who stuck into the pocket of my left muscle.

There was a "buts" that looked exactly like grasshoppers in a hamburger.

"Stupid!? Why is there such a thing here?"

As you speak, your left muscle searches your pocket.

He seems to be in a great hurry.

That's probably the case.

"The insect that Dr. Mush assured me was not in the Forty‐second Ward." "It came out of my pocket."

though it was both a free interpretation."

"Will you explain?"

"No, I... I... Oh, hey! Did you put an insect in my clothes!"

"No, no, don't put it in! Seriously! I didn't do that!"

The left muscle, which has lost its escape, points its finger at the right muscle.

The sudden shift of responsibility made my right muscle very tense and made a 'very good statement'.

`Because I only brought one to-day!'

After I finished speaking, my right and left muscles simultaneously strengthened their expressions.

However, I will not let you go about it here.

I'll pick up the missing words right away.

"And? Where's the 'one I brought today'?"

Muscles shut their mouths and look away.

"Where is it now?"

I will ask again, but I have not received a reply.

"Then I can't help it... may I have your name and address, and your guild?"

"Why, why... we've got to answer,"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

"Why, then... I'll answer you,"

Speak matter-of-factly and matter-of-factly in a clerkly tone.

"It's to bring a case to the General Court. you and your guild."

"What!"

"Our guild has nothing to do with it!"

"Don't mess with me, did you think I could give you a lecture and systematically harass you in a way that wouldn't fall for the 'Judgment of the Spirit'?"

There's someone behind these guys.

If you use it for a piece of work.

"Oh, I'm sorry! I admit everything! So please forgive me for involving the guild!"

"But I'll never come to this shop again! No, I won't come to this city! So, please!"Muscles lay their hands on the floor and bow.

If you don't want to involve the organization... do you mean they acted at their own discretion?

Didn't you follow orders?

Well, that doesn't matter.

An apology made after an evil deed has been exposed is not a confession, but a plea. When I have to say, "I'm very sorry," they say, "Please help me." Do you think I'll forgive such a brazen fellow?"

If you look into the guild to which these guys belong, you'll find out immediately.

If they disappear to prevent it, that's all right. I'll hunt you down so you can never go back to this city.

I'll make you regret that you've done whatever you want in my territory.

Now, choose.

Become a frog and give up human rights.........

Can we become subhuman beings in human form.........

I should like to have moxibustion as much as it should have been????

I look back at the kitchen and call out beyond.

"But... what shall I do, Paula?"

Call out, and Paula appears from the kitchen.

Paula was the victim this time.

I don't think it's right for me to intrude on everyone.

Paula puts her hand on her waist and looks down with contempt at the kneeling muscles.

How will it come out?

"I'll forgive you if you can guarantee me the last time, this time, and the estimated sales during the time I had to close the shop."

... he's steady, isn't he?

Is it the top priority for sales?

"Well, I'll pay! No, I'll pay! So, please, that's just between you and me!"

Muscle, desperate plea broke Paula, who was the biggest victim.

"That's enough, leave the money and go home quickly." If you wish to make it into installments, tell me how many installments you will pay first."

It's solid, after all.

But it's sweet to me. be too sweet

There's nothing good to be done to show mercy to these people. Rather, it can be an opportunity to attract bad things.

Nevertheless, imposing too much sanctions is a good idea, and Paula says that's all right. Then let's have a go of it.

Let's leave the rest to the parties concerned.

For the time being, we seem to be done with our work.

When business goes well, you get into this kind of trouble... Yodamari-tei has to be careful.

"Good job, Mr. Jiro."

"No, I'm saved. Estella and Natalia."

"Well, I can't overlook the bad reputation in the 42 wards."

"I have done nothing,"

You really didn't do anything, did you, Natalia?

Why aren't you jumping out there?

Well, it's good that I've been able to solve the problem well.

Oh, yeah.

The giant grasshopper I took out of the pocket of my left muscle was a model of Paula's previous grasshopper.

He tucked it in his palm and put his hand into the pocket of his left muscle, pulling it out and making it look as if it had been taken out of his pocket.

Well, it's a common trick in magic.

If three or four misunderstandings overlap, the facts are easily twisted.

I don't know much about insects, I don't necessarily have this grasshopper in the 42 wards, I didn't have this grasshopper in my pocket, this grasshopper is just a model in the first place, and above all, I'm not a clerk here.

Everything is just a matter of their own volition. ... well, I made you think so.

I hope you learn a little and don't wander around here anymore.

I should like to spend the rest of my life without getting into this kind of course.

You might as well listen to such a small wish. Oh, my God!