The Other World Con Artist's Management Techniques

the day after we talked about going to see Wendy's parents

We are now heading for 40 wards, shaken by Estella's carriage.

The rattling carriage makes me feel a little sick. The performance of the carriage is not very good. Moreover, Estella's carriage is small and has low horsepower.

"Shop!"

"If you have any complaints, why don't you run and follow me?"

The horse towing this carriage seems to be a very attached horse to which Estella was present at the birthplace and named.

He talks to me every day and says he takes care of me.

"Certainly the carriage is small and the horsepower is low. but this horse contains my love, dreams, and hopes!"

"Is it the "Bomb Milk"?

"That's how you name it said.

"Mr. Jiro. It's "I Want to Be a Bomb."

"Well, it's full of dreams and hopes,"

"Not that name!"

The horse's name was Nantoka Kantoka, which seemed to be long, so I'll omit it, but it seems to be my favorite horse.

Nevertheless, no matter how much love you put into raising him, it's too late to be it late.

So he asks Javier to lend him a good carriage.

Javier's house has a three‐horse carriage.

"We have received permission from Mr. Javier yesterday. Mr. Imelda also talked to me and readily agreed."

I can't help but feel indignant at Natalia's explanation.

"Then, if you had borrowed a carriage yesterday, wouldn't you have been able to start in a good carriage?"

"If anything happens to Mr. Javier's famous horse... ...the Forty-two wards will go bankrupt?"

"...that exaggerated,"

Natalia smiles with a fierce expression, and a bad sweat comes out of her.

Well, I understand that horses are expensive, but... do you have such a good horse? Living in the Fortyth Ward, so to speak, by the head of the Guild, a horse whose money is as expensive as the ward's finances?

"Your father's love of horses goes beyond his hobby, and he is now a horse owner." I'm committed to making the best thoroughbreds by mixing different varieties."

Imelda sitting next to me says such a thing.

"What? Isn't the owner of the horse a guy who pays only money and says, 'Good luck and make money?'"

"The owner of the horse is the owner of the horse. Some hire trainers and others train themselves."

I only have the image of a horse owner, but here it seems like a horse owner is a horse owner who raises a carriage or a horse for riding. I think that's what I'm going to call it a breeder.

...not much knowledge of horses, for I had not touched upon a trick of horse owners. I wish I had done it.

"Mr. Javier's horse has a good reputation among his lovers. However, since they are not affiliated with the livestock guild, they cannot be bought or sold. The lovers seem to shed tears of blood almost every day."

Estella follows the horse owner's explanation.

After all, there's a livestock guild. Milk or wool, I wonder how far it will go. Meat must be in there, too.

and of course a horse for a carriage.

"Is it possible to raise it yourself if you don't buy or sell it?"

"What are you talking about?" There are chickens in the Yodamari-tei, too."

"Oh... that's the same treatment as that,"

I think chickens and horses are very different, but... they say the rules are the same.

"Only Mr. Javier can use the horse that Mr. Javier has raised, just as he must not sell eggs from the Yodamari-tei." though it is possible to give it away."

"I see... and that's why you've got the nobles and the other powerful guilds for your convenience?"

"Well, it's not zero,"

"You don't want to! You don't want to, that beard doll!"

"Don't insult the parents of vaxxes, even if they are as unpleasant as they are!"

"No, Imelda... I'm affirming myself..."

"And even if it was an incurable perversion of Lolicon's taste!"

"It's getting worse, it's getting worse!"

Estella is soothing the heat-up image.

At present, I and Estella are riding in this four-seater carriage, and Imelda in Natalia. Estella sits in the back seat, so-called upper seat, and Imelda sits opposite it. Next to Estella is Natalia.

And in the other carriage just behind our carriage are Jeanette, Theron, and Wendy.

There are only two cabs available for Estella, and the Yodamari-tei is open????

'...Loretta. You're a full-fledged man... I have nothing more to teach you know.

"'I'm afraid I'll leave you alone! No, Magdachy's left!'

through which Magda and Loretta have been looked after.

This and that are the fault of Estella, who only has a poor carriage.

"... well. If Estella was a giant breast, this wouldn't happen..."

"It doesn't matter!"

`Then stay poor all your life!'

"No!"

I, Natalia, and Imelda stare at Estella in a narrow carriage with "...oh my God, this girl."

"What!? Why is the atmosphere like I'm wrong!? I just noticed, but with these faces, I'm so away!"

I mean, in the first place...

"If Javier had such a good horse, he should have used Imelda's carriage."

Imelda's house must have had a fancy carriage made by Janbold.

I should have let it be towed to a good horse raised by Javier.

"A viper's carriage is only for vaxxes."

"Don't be stingy,"

"And that carriage is too ostentatious for high-speed travel." The wheels will come off if the horse goes too fast for a leisurely walk."

"Isn't it a bad one?"

Holy cow!

Instead of ignoring the unreasonable demands of our customers, we sacrificed our most important durability... In a way, it might be the opposite of the idea of a womalo.

With womaro, design is likely to come second to function."The vampire said that's all right. I don't have to hurry, anyway. If necessary, a carriage will come from my parents' house to pick me up."

What a lady's thought...

It's a level of wildness like going on a trip empty‐handed and saying, "Why don't you buy it there?" You must be too manly.

"Can you make a branch of the Woodman's Guild with only such a poor carriage?"

"You have set up a branch near the gate, and there is no need for a carriage in particular." and the passengers from afar come in their own cabs."

Well, I guess so, but...

"There are very few horses in Imelda, aren't there?"

"I don't need it,"

Imelda responds in a natural tone to Estella's words.

No, no, it's necessary.

"Wouldn't the Woodman's Guild carry heavy logs?"

"He who is as strong as a horse is not needed for the Woodman's Guild."

In other words, don't rely on horses and carry them yourself."

Now that you mention it, Magda, Milly, and Norma were carrying huge loads on their own. Beast race, you know...

That's why we can't use Imelda's horse-drawn carriage, and we're splitting into Estella's and heading for Javier's.

Imelda was accompanied by an accidental errand to return home.

They are letting Javier ride with them in return for their conversation.

He said it was because of this, but... he must have wanted to enjoy the feeling of a short trip while chatting with us. He's a lonely person for some reason or other reason.

After that, there was a lot of idle chatter and more than a dozen minutes of jolting and jolting in the same jolts and jolts and jolts of jolts and jolts of jolts and jolts.

Suddenly Natalia, who was sitting closest to the door, opened her eyes with a 'kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk

"Beautiful Girl Sensor Reaction!"

"Do you have a sensor like that?"

Estella sheds her eyes on the hidden talent of her maid-in-chief.

Natalia suddenly opens the door, ignoring the Lord's appearance.

"Capture!"

"What... what?"

Then he spread out his arms and rushed out.

"What are you doing?"

"Stop the cab!"

I couldn't help but cry out in surprise at Natalia, who rushed out of the running carriage with a "fly high!" sound.

Stupid! There was an idiot!

Estella orders the coachman to stop him suddenly.

I got out of the carriage and went back a little way to find Natalia snapping up her lovely prey.

"What's wrong with you, mi, mi, mi, mi, mi, mi, mi, mi, mi, mi, mi, mi?"

The sudden incident made my eyes water.

Natalia loves Milly with a suspicious smile. I'm definitely a criminal now.

"What are you doing, you pervert?"

"Don't be rude! Who's your relative?"

"You're the one to be rude!"

Well, I'd like to hold Milly in my arms and rub her against her fluffy hair! But she's trying hard to put up with it every day!

"I envy you! Give me a second!"

"...yeah. I don't think there were any rude people here."

"...but there are two perverts,"

Estella and Imelda, who arrived late, give me a cold stare. ... Pardon me. Who is Natalia related to you?

"Oh, the ladybugs... Odegake?"

A smile returns to Milly's face, perhaps relieved to find out that there was no hostility.

I'm still in Natalia's arms, but I don't show any sign of concern.

...is there no animosity? I see... ...smelling.

"Well, Jillo," I'm not talking about anything now, but... I bought a new knife."

"Oh, I'm glad I heard it now,"

Would you like me to try it out somewhere else?

"Yasilo, what happened?"

The sudden stop of this carriage has also stopped the following cars carrying the Jeanettes.

Jeanette comes running this way out of the carriage.

"Oh, what? Milly, catch the pervert."

"What? Milly?"

"Well, rather, Milly has been caught by a pervert of ours..."

When Jeanette finished explaining the situation, she giggled funnyly, and Milly was protesting with a little cheek puffing up, "Don't laugh~" at the laugh.

Theron and Wendy join in and tell Milly our purpose.

Milly then repeated, with her big eyes sprinkled with sparkling stars, "It's nice! It's nice!"

Girls like this kind of story, don't they? We're all talking about love.

...and next to her, Theron, who is going to see her parents for the first time, has a deadly look on his face, and no one cares about it. Well, that's what it is it.

"Are you going out today, Milly?"

When we're done talking, Jeanette asks Milly.

Milly didn't pull her usual big cart, she just had a big basket hanging from her shoulder.

"Well, I'm going to pick up flowers in Forty Ward today."

"Millie always goes out, right? Isn't it in the 40th leg, the flower arrangement guild?"

"Yes, but there's someone who'll say, 'Mily is good.'"

Somewhat ticklishly shy Milly.

Well... isn't he a bastard?"

If any one of you is calling Milly to bring me flowers, I must do my best to make the bad guy succeed.

`She's a grandmother of the Hime Turtle Tento tribe, and she says that Mily's flowers are the prettiest,'

a whiff of laughterIs that so? Grandma? Yeah. That's a relief.

It was close to an all‐out war between the Forty and Forty‐two wards.

"It's a little far, so that's all for today."

show us a big basket by saying so

It's a basket big enough for an Akita dog. Naturally, the contents are flowers, not dogs.

"Isn't it easier to use a carriage, if your baggage is that much?"

I asked, "By accidentally.

Immediately after that, Milly's expression smolders for a moment.

Oh, that's what I mean.

"Well, I'm going into business now and then. Is it better to make a profit of 1Rb? It's cheaper to walk than to drive."

"What...? Uh-huh. Yes, sir.

Milly smiled and accepted my tepid follow-up.

It was really thoughtless...

Milly is an insect race.

It's a race that used to have discriminatory feelings, though little remains.

He may be thinking that he might be displeased with someone by riding in a carriage...

Maybe Milly herself has had a bad time in the past... or something like that.

It must be very depressing for Milly to ride in a shared carriage with an unspecified majority. ... Oh, my. I'm going to hate myself for a while.

"It's a beautiful color, isn't it? What kind of flower is it?"

"Oh, it's lavender. It smells good."

"That's true,"

Jeanette and Millie The two smiling voices soften the air.

Estella slapped me on the back.

I caught a glimpse of him, and he seemed to be comforting me, saying, "Well, that's possible."

"Mr. Milly, if you are going to the Fortyth leg, please use Estella's carriage."

"Well... but..."

Milly looks hesitant at Natalia's invitation.

Then Wendy walks up and snaps up the big cap she always wears. Then two antennae peeped into their faces.

"Let's ride in the same carriage as us." you know?"

"... Mr. Wendy,"

Wendy's affectionate smile made Milly look a little happy, but hesitant, complicated.

The antennae of the head twitch.

Well...

"If you think of anything, isn't it a chance to make up?"

Estella says in a low voice, sensing the slightest movement of my facial muscles.

...Oh, come on. Don't look at me. I'll charge you an admission fee.

Oh, that's nice.

"All right. Estella, give me some allowance."

"How much do you pay?"

"... stingy."

"When I hear you say it, it makes me laugh."

Estella sneers at me for holding out my hand with a pure heart. Hmm... I don't like it. Give me money to get my allowance... I just don't understand it.

You didn't spend your money, so I was forced to spend my money... Oh my gosh.

"Millie, could you sell me some of the flowers?"

"Well, that's all right.

There are many small flowers on the tips of thin long stems. In the distance, the cat-jar-shaped flower gave off a very familiar scent.

Oh, don't remember the bathroom. It smells like something that turns the water blue just by putting it down.

So, I'll buy two bottles of lavender.

Holding the lower part of the stem, the stem naturally bends under the weight of the flower at the tip, drawing a gentle curve.

The base of this stem is carefully crafted...

"Genet".

"What?"

"It's a present."

I put two lavenders on the top of Jeanette's head and fixed it with a hair tie.

"Ah..."

"Wow..."

Milly exclaims in surprise and Jeanette looks kind of happy.

Two lavenders, like antennae, grow on Jeanette's head.

"You are all right, Mr. Milly," Wendy,"

"…………………"

"Well, that'said he.

Three women with antennae smile at each other.

"Millie, if you don't mind, why don't you join us while we chat to the 40th leg?"

Gently reach out and Jeanette smiles at Milly.

After a thoughtful gesture, Milly nodded shyly.

"Well... Mr. Ester. Do you mind if I interrupt you?"

"Oh, of course. It's a pity that we can't ride in the same carriage."

Ask the owner Estella and bow to Jeanette, Wendy and Theron.

"Well... I'll take care of you,"

The glamour spreads as if it were blooming.

...honestly, I'm relieved."Well, let's go now,"

Estella manages the scene.

We can't relax very much either. We must rent a carriage to Javier as soon as possible for the 35th leg. It's the farthest part of the 42nd leg, anyway.

"See you later, Yashiro".

"Mr. Ottoman," See you later~"

Holding hands, Jeanette and Milly get into the carriage.

Smiling at each other like close sisters makes them laugh.

As I watched them, Wendy suddenly stood before me and bowed quietly.

Wendy looked up with a soft smile.

Stop it. That's not the case.

Somewhat embarrassed, I looked away from Wendy and looked for a place to escape to Theron's face.

An easygoing handsome man bends his head slightly, as if he were "something?"

"Hang in there. Out of the way."

"Huh!? I'm the only one with no antennae!? I feel lonely!? What should I do, hero?"

Leaving the daunting Theron behind me, I move into my carriage.

The last time Natalia stepped in and the door closed, a great sigh came out, like a heavy haze upon his chest.

"Well, it can't be helped,"

Imelda says coolly in the next seat.

When we looked at each other, I felt like I was being scolded a little bit. I felt like they were saying, "I care too much."

"... quite a deep-rooted problem,"

"We're not in a position to say 'I don't care.'"

Discrimination makes him invisible, but he leaves a firm mark on his nails.

Loretta said, 'I'm more concerned about discrimination than discrimination,' but... that's not all, is it?

I should have been more careful.

You should have noticed it.

I've met Milly many times outside the 42 wards. We've been to 40 wards together.

I knew then that Milly had never used a carriage.

It's easy to tell from the face Milly had always been on friendly terms with.

"The only thing Milly forgives is a saintly gentleness like Jeanette or Bertina, or a pervert that sticks out of the frame of a Regina."

"You're spitting out venom... well, I hope Regina is the target."

Estella laughs bitterly, spitting out poison herself.

"And I... just a nice guy with a big brother I can rely on..."

"Don't you think you can afford it, Jiro? I lost it because I was worried."

Estella exhales toxins like broken humidifiers.

Seriously... when people are talking seriously...

"And I think it's about the most dehumanized gouge-chan..."

"Natalia, will you keep your mouth in the door?"

Even if you don't intend to do so, you'll be conscious of it somehow.

There's no way anyone else can do anything about it...

It's just vaguely...

I don't know what to do with it... it was smoking deep in my heart.