The Other World Con Artist's Management Techniques

"Is there a palm of Atashi?"

After finishing the donation to the church, we returned to the Yangdalitei, and as we were preparing to open the shop, it appeared.

"d*mn it! Everyone pretends to be dead!"

I immediately fall to the floor.

But Jeanette stood with a blank face, and Magda was... unusually... stiff with sweat on her forehead.

"Hahaha! Are you doing it again, Jillo, no darling?"

"Why did you say it again!"

"What are you trying to do by making Atashi cry here?"

`It's not such a memorable surprise!'

"I'm up!"

He thrusts his hand under his arm and is lifted up lightly.

He lifted me up and tossed me, and I found myself standing up.

So what kind of muscle strength do you have? Crane truck?

"Huh? Oh, that tiger girl is from a boy of Usse, isn't she? She has pretty good eyes!"

"...what!"

Magda jumps small at the sight of Medra.

... Magda is terrified. Wild intuition must be sounding the alarm. 'This is dangerous,' he said.

"You know Magda is a member of the Hunting Guild. You've never met him, have you?"

I heard it from Magda before. The Hunting Guild is a large organization and a powerful vertical society, so you rarely have access to people above your immediate supervisor.

"Who do you think Atashi is? If you look at the other person's 'ki', you'll find out as soon as you know if he's our guy."

That's great... as I might say, the Guild-Chief of the Hunting Guild...

"You seem to take great care of yourself." You're being looked after by a nice person, aren' My hair is well taken care of and my skin is shiny. Huh? The thickness of your ears is perfect."

Medra begins to muffle Magda's ears.

`...mee, meee!'

Warning sound!? That's the voice of kittens asking their parents for help!

"Medra, that's it! Don't bully us Magda!"

Take the magda back from Medra's hand.

Leaving Medra's hand, Magda clung to my chest and hugged me forcefully. ... Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch

`... me! me!'

"Oh, well, well," I was scared. See, I'll fluff you up, you know?"

I scratch my creaking body, distance myself from Medra, and muffle my ears to comfort Magda.

"...whistling,"

The usual "muhoo" is a little tearful.

He seems to have been quite frightening.

"What, darling! Do you like tiger girls' ears?"

"He's the only one who's fluffy." The Beasts don't like to be touched by their ears, do they? They don't."

"Oh, the Beasts... That'said he. Let me use it, too."

a medla that bites into a strangely

I was about to say, "That's all right."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Things that didn't matter were beginning suddenly.

Medra began to show tremendous fighting spirit, as if trying to wake up to a supermedra.

Maybe it's just my imagination... I see a golden aura all around me... you're a fighting race, aren't you?

`Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!'

a medora that produces a sound as if the lath boss were transforming into the final form. And...

--Jump!

Two lovely ears popped out of Medra's head.

"When you reach the Atashi level, you can control animal characteristics! Now, darling. Don't pretend to be happy!'

"... No, I'll refrain from doing so.

Huh?

what?

Can animal features be controlled?

That's that, isn't it?

Isn't he the kind of guy who can transform himself into a specter and transform his muscles freely?

Isn't he the kind of guy who drives the protagonist into gas by saying, "100%..."?

"Look at it! It's a surprisingly big ear with round, cute ears growing from the top of the head to the side of the head. This is Ferrett's ear."

After proudly showing off her ears, Medra snaps her face closer.

Magda clings to the sound of it, "Gut!" ...I'm going to die! Magda, I'm going to die! And I don't want to die while watching Medra's do-up!

"Atashi only exposes his ears in front of the person he forgives."

Well... what, are you scattering fighting spirit in front of the forgiving?

Don't do that. You're going to lose your friends, right? ...but you might lose your friends.

"Now, let's pretend! It'said he.

"Well, no... as soon as I see him, I don't think so, I do."

"...what...?"

The expression disappears from Medra's face.

My face turned serious~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!I'm going to get eaten! I might get eaten!

"...is that so?"

Shakingly, with the eeriness of a mountain moving, Medra walks to the wall.

Round your big back towards me... cover your face with both hands.

"Atashi... you're cherished!"

Oh, my gosh, oh my gosh!

If we don't do something about it soon, it's an irrecoverable pattern!?

"So, what are you doing now, in this morning?"

"Huh? Oh, that's right. I was so glad to see Darling's face that I almost forgot."

Don't forget your business, just tell me briefly and leave right now!

"Well..."

The innocent saint Jeanette walks up in front of the huge demon Medra.

Stop it! Don't waste your life! You still have something to live for!

Your breasts aren't yours alone!

"Are you tired in the distance? If you don't mind, have a cup of tea."

Smile at Medra and recommend a chair.

... Stop it, I'm going to sit there... Oh my gosh... I can smell the flag that lives here... Let's get rid of it quickly... OK. Hurry up.

"Thank you very much for your kindness. Well, I'll take your word for it'said he.

Medra's gigantic body fits deftly in her chair.

-- how many tons can that chair bear?"

"What's your name?"

"Yes, my name is Jeanette Tinar, the manager of this Yodamari-tei. I hope you will continue to favor me, Medra."

Oh? Wasn't Jeanette's name "Genet Poi?"

"Do you know the name of Atashi?"

"No. Mr. Jiro said earlier."

"Oh, I see," ... well, it's a delicious tea. The temperature and steaming time are excellent."

"Thank you very much. I'll get you a refill."

"Can I ask you?"

"Wait a minute,"

...that's great.

I can't believe that you can normally serve a demon-class medra where a bear pretends to be dead... Jeanette, are you like God? Are you Jinette Poi, the breast god?

"I'll worship you for now,"

"Funny!? Why, Mr. Jiro?"

"...may I have more boins, may I have more boins, may I have more boins..."

"...even if you say such a thing to me..."

I can't say that there's no benefit to you.

Then I'd like to bet on that little possibility!

"Well... I never thought I'd tried to destroy such a good shop."

Medra sniffs around the store.

Huh? "You tried to crush it"?

"Mr. Manager, and Darling," and the spoiled tiger-daughter there!"

"... whoa!?"

Magda, who is still playing covant shark on my chest, shakes.

I wonder if just being called out will cause a reaction.k.

"Is this all for the clerk?"

"No, one more," A very cute employee named Mr. Loretta..."

`Oh, good night!'

Loretta appeared at the right time with the usual headless greeting.

But when he saw the beast sitting in front of him, he stopped his movement.

Then, like a rusty karakuri doll, they turn themselves over and try to leave the shop.

"Thank you very much..."

"Wait a minute, Loretta!"

"Why do you know my name, my gorilla?"

"Who is the gorilla?"

"Yes! It's rude to the gorilla!"

"Hey, darling! Isn't it too much?"

You call me darling on your own, too!

"If we're all here, listen! We're all here!"

We obediently obeyed Medra's orders.

You don't want us to go wild, do you? Magda doesn't have a chance to beat us in this situation...

"Can't you manage to win Magda... Red Moya?"

"...I'm blown away by my nose..."

Breath... That's an order of magnitude...

As we lined up in front of Medra, she banged on the table as if to test the durability of the womalo table. Oh, my God! I've held it back, this table! It's a tremendous defense! Isn't it a legendary defense, actually!?　

"I'm here to apologize!"

"Then come with such an attitude!"

Why are you sitting with all of us on your feet!?

"Just a moment, Loretta,"

"Excuse me, I hope you don't kill me!"

"... That's a strange answer, isn't it? Well, that's all right. Go and get the men out there.""...nobody was there?"

a slightly tilted Loretta

The words set blood vessels on Medra's forehead. Fat!? There's a "surikogi" under your skin!?

"Wait a minute..."

I stood up swinging and Medra walked out the door... and.

"Don't run away, boys! Shall I find you and smash your bones?"

...you're not screaming in front of the store......

"I've kept you waiting, haven't I? Come on in!"

"Yes, yes..."

Encouraged by Medra, many good-looking men come into the store.

They all looked as pale as death, but they were all familiar faces.

"You guys are the grounder of that time,"

They were a pair of dumb muscles who caused a bug disturbance in Cantaltica, a reptile Ottomer who caused a food poisoning disturbance in Cantaltica, and a group of long-haired and hard-faced people who caused a disturbance in Cantaltica.

"Keep it in line!"

"'Yes!'"

With a tearful scream, all the tough men kneel down in unison.

The floor of the Yodamari-tei is filled with muscles . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ."

"'Sorry!'"

If you think so, think of some more ways to do it.

A restaurant filled with muscles... What kind of business interference?

"As soon as I heard Darling's story, I immediately gathered the members and asked them what was going on."

"On your body?"

"Hahaha! Of course, it's a discussion!"

Medra's fist was firm and firm. ... the kneeling guys are shaking... what kind of discussion?

"I will explain it step by step, as you may already know."

Changing the tone of her voice, Medra begins to speak with a mysterious look.

"It started when I heard from Ricardo that 'the 42nd Ward is going to build a street gate.'"

It seems that it was not a consultation, but a small talk.

We've known each other for a long time, but they don't seem to be together, and it seems that Ricardo's relationship is to meet once a month after he became lord.

In the meantime, I happened to have an opportunity to meet him, where he told me about the construction of the 42nd Street Gate.

"You've got blood on your head. "Are you going to steal the profits of the 41st leg?"

He seemed to have thought that an unreasonable and rude acting lord had forced him to do so.

"And I sent a young man to see what kind of gate the rude man was trying to build."

At the bottom were the right and left muscles of the insect disturbance.

"Then you idiots..."

"Hush!"

"Yes, I'm sorry.

"Well... I don't think you can explain it well in that situation... may I speak to you?"

Medra says in a heavy, gut-wrenching voice.

Then, in a detached tone, he began to tell the story.

As I expected, the right and left muscles that caused insect trouble in Cantaltica were harassed on their own initiative.

It's clear that Medra didn't rub the blame on her people to evade responsibility...

I'm a woman who can kneel down in the public eye. I wouldn't do such a trick. Besides, the reason the muscles spoke was somewhat convincing, though unexpected.

"Ma... I want you to please me..."

They committed the scandal, the motive... in an attempt to please Medra.

I don't understand that feeling very well, but... there are certainly quite a few people who feel worthy of being recognized by powerful people.

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

I heard that the muscles who came to the inspection were surprised that the 42nd leg was beautifully reborn. The Forty-two wards, which they despised as inferior to themselves, were clearly more beautiful and cleaner than the Forty-one.

What's more, there was a delicious smell in the city, and the women walking down the street were all glamorous and smiling.

And what the women were talking about was... "cake."

They knew by their knowledge that "cakes" were a favorite food of the nobility in a coffee shop called Luxury in the Fortyth Ward.

Such high‐class food is on the market in the bottom 42 wards.

The muscles excitedly said, "It was an incredible delicacy... after all, a fake, a shambles.

And I thought... "You're cheeky."

"My mother was very angry when she was ordered to inspect the Forty-two Wards. So I thought the 42 wards were making up the dirty stuff. That's how we all got the benefits of the 41 wards... ...and I can't forgive them."

give (him) a shatter

It seems that he thought so.

Then 'Mama' will be happy. You compliment me.

They are proud of their absolute power, and what is recognized by the 'mama' who reigns over them is their pride, worth living, and pride.

It's similar to Yankee's fascination with the top of the team.

When a person appears to threaten a leader who swears allegiance, even if the act is reckless, they will stand up to their aggression.

They are willing to involve unrelated people without thinking about the consequences.

There's only one thought there.

"I want to be a special person" of the person I admire.

That feeling creates, above all, a strong sense of loyalty and solidarity.

That's why hunting guilds are so powerful.

This time the muscles ran wild and caused trouble.

I think Ricardo is there, too. The military police, at their discretion, suppress the press for Ricardo.

I don't think so, do I?

`I'm sorry!'

muscles rubbing one's head against the floor

And I hear the other grouseurs are the ones employed by this muscle.

Muscle, who had been attacked by me in a bug case, went on a makeshift trick out of fear of being identified. He used a grounder in the 40th leg.

It seems that they tried to convince themselves that they were part of the group.

By the way, it seemed that it would be better if I could give him a good start.

I see.

That's why the second time they were just plain idiots like Ottomer, and then they were extremely serious long hair.

The second time it was only intended to be a blinder. But he was killed by me again, and I was ruined. in the end he would be attacked and killed."

"And I heard from them," "The Forty-two Wards are building up their armaments."

The production he made to get rid of the grouse -- the march of a soldier's wax doll that Becko made -- was the catalyst for making things worse.

"But I know now that I've come here. There is no sign of armament being built. It's clear to Atashi."As expected of Medra. Such a trick would not work for the real thing that has gone through thousands of hardships.

"But he had a lot of blood in his head at that time." It's only an excuse, but I just believed their reports."

And Medra's anger finally reaches its climax.

At that time, it was a request to the branch of the Hunting Guild to subdue the Swarm. I can only say that the timing was too bad.

"That branch is on loan "to hunt the beasts of the Forty-two Wards." I couldn't stand being forced to do whatever I wanted! That's why I told Usse not to move."

The point is that there was a lack of explanation.

This wouldn't have happened if I explained it properly and followed formal procedures.

...however, Medra has been very short-sighted in her assertiveness.

Then, having finished the whole story, Medra breathed in as if she were changing the air. That alone made the atmosphere feel tense.

"I don't think Atsushi is responsible for this series of disturbances! What our idiots did was not supervised by Atsushi, the person responsible! Let me apologize! I'm sorry!"

a medla that shows a prostrate appearance more like a man than anyone else

This may have worked best for the muscles. I made a respected and intoxicated Medra kneel down. Shame on their stupidity, they'll never repeat such folly again.

"But this is all you have to know! Ricardo is not responsible! He did nothing! Atashi ordered the inspection on his own. Ricardo told me to do it! It's all done by Atashi in his own way! Ricardo didn't even know this! If you don't trust him, you can put a 'spiritual judge' on him!"

The air ripples with a splash.

Muscles show anxious expressions.

I don't think a person as good as Medra has ever been judged by the Spirit.

If you try to do such a thing to Medra, you'll soon be beaten up by a bunch of hunting guilds.

Now Medra has offered her life.

Believe me, but I can't get rid of my anxiety. It's because we can't rule out the possibility of an emergency.

If I point my finger at Medra now... the muscles will jump at me. I'm sure they'll try to hold my breath. So desperately, at the expense of everything else, the Spirit's Judgment should be prevented.

I can't give you the courage to use it for anything other than threats.

Medra's life is too heavy for me. I'm not prepared to carry it on my back.

"Medra, I believe what you say."

The air relaxes...

An atmosphere of relief ripples through.

In the first place, there is no reason for Ricardo to interfere with the cake in the 42nd district, except that he simply doesn't like it.

Now that I hear what you're saying, I'm convinced, "Oh, I see."

From my point of view, the events that seemed to be all related to each other were the result of a combination of misconceptions and personal desires.

Surprisingly, that's what reality is all about. Because it's not a drama, it's a sudden opportunity to break through in an unexpected direction.

But what is frightening is that these feelings are 'piling up'.

If you pile it up and you pile it up high... it'll crumble down one day.

Before that happens, you had better get rid of dangerous things.

It's obvious to everyone, black and white, and clear to everyone... in that way.

"I know for now," I don't blame Ricardo for this. I promise."

"Well... thank you, Darling,"

"... Darling, why don't you stop?"

"It's embarrassing to call him by his name."

Don't be embarrassed!

Darling is a lot more embarrassing.

"But I don't apologize only to us, but to the Cantaltica and Cantaltica that caused you trouble..."

"Of course. I'm going to go and apologize politely. with all due diligence to be forgiven."

"I see,"

They seem to be going from door to door to sincerely deal with all the troubles they have caused.

"But I wanted you to ask me first,"

Medra smiles faintly.

He has an endearing character.

"If you don't feel comfortable just by apologizing, cook or bake, make yourself comfortable, and let him like you!"

"No, that's all right,"

"Don't say so!"

"You don't want it!"

"Do as you please!"

`It's getting a little more meaningful, isn't it, that word!'

"Put it to pieces of course.

"So I'm scared!"

I push back the approaching demon and look at Jeanette.

Eye refreshment...but as it is.

"Do you mean...?"

"Yes, I've had enough."

I hear you've had enough of an apology.

Well, I knew it, but I thought you'd say it.

Trying not to touch the frightened Magda and Loretta as much as possible, I took a tough man and a much tougher woman to Cantaltica.

Paula will cry if such a group suddenly arrives.

I intervened in the explanation.

Then there was another great earth‐sitting performance.

At first, Paula stared at the grouse with dirty eyes...

"Well, if Mr. Guild could tell me so much... I could forgive him." if you swear never to do it again!"

"'Yes! I swear!'"

the screams of muscles crawling to the floor

...it's going to be traumatic.

After that, he moved to 檸檬檸檬 and had a similar sit on the ground…this disturbance ended.I thought…

"All right, boys! Come and work for free at the shop that has caused you trouble! Don't be afraid to do any work and be willing to take the initiative in doing the work that people don't like! OK?"

"Yes! Mommy!"

````` `I understand!''

Medra... said something sinister...

"You mean, Jillo... ...maybe... ...let me help you?"

"...it seems,"

"No, no, no, no! You can't put that muscle down!"

It's interior decoration...

Then a nightmarish day began...

"Listen carefully, passersby!"

Medra screams in front of Kantaltica.

"You guys, eat at the Yodamari-tei or Cantaltica today, and eat dessert at the bowl after the meal! All right, all right?"

"'Yes!'"

For some reason, even residents of the 42 wards obey Medra's orders.

This is charisma......no, fear, yes.

"Everyone, everyone, line up!"

The troops are standing in such a splendid line that passersby can be seen in no time.

What... military exercises?

"No. 1 to No. 18 must enter the store! The rest are on standby here!"

"'Yes!'"

What's more unusual, Medra or the inhabitants of the 42 wards?

"Yasilow!"

Paula comes running with a tearful face from the cantaltica filled with muscles and Ossans.

"A huge amount of customers!? What's this? What should I do?"

"For now, do business as usual."

"I have muscles, but it's not normal at all!?"

"Use it with me."

"Oh! Think it's someone else's business!"

Paula puffing up her cheeks.

However, he looked very happy to see the store overflowing with customers. have a flapping tail

"Huh? Darling, do you like your tail? Good job!"

"Don't do that. please."

"Don't be so reserved!"

"Stop it, or I'll ban you from entering the Forty-two Wards."

"Hmmm! I like being modest too, darling."

I'm nervous...

"Yasilo... You..."

"No. Anyway, it's not."

Paula, like me, is thrilled by Medra's words.

Don't look at me like that... I'm going to cry.

"Paula's son!"

"Who are you, Mr. Ryoo

From the entrance of the shop, a good-looking man calls Paula.

"The store is not spinning! Come back!"

"Oh! Why can't you spin so many times!? I can't help it!"

Paula went back to the shop with an amused look on her face.

I'm sure those grouseurs will have a good day to go, and they'll be able to serve them in the afternoon.

Paula would do such a thing well.

"Well, let's go, then,"

"... where are you going?"

two people on the high street Me and Medra are standing side by side.

Medra's words, which only make me feel bad, naturally make my face twitch...

"Atashi will help you with the Yodamari-tei!"

Honestly... ...I want you to go home right now...

"Here we go! If you don't work hard, the guests won't wait!"

Grabbing me by the neck, I dragged myself back to the Yangtari-tei... No, I was taken away.

For one day only... a new waitress was born at Yodamari-tei... would you like to name her?