The Other World Con Artist's Management Techniques

"Mr. Jiro..."…Well, what should I say?………Big...…I know."

"Well,"

There is a huge foundation in the Yangdaljeong Pavilion. The main body has not yet been made.

"Do you really make such a big cake?"」

"Ah! Well, most of them look bigger on the ground.…Even so, I'm going to make something bigger than an ordinary cake."

"Ah...………」

The pedestal on the stand was well over Jeanette's height.

"This is...…Wedding cake...…」

"Hammaro is now going for Bertina and Neferry. It will come soon."

It's a new cake that I've never made before, so I'm going to ask Bertina to judge if there's any problem.

What's more, wedding cakes are big unlike conventional cakes.

Unusual things should be done more carefully.

"I'm going to call in eggs and sugar for the cake, and I'm going to call in their producers."

"Huh?　Then Mr. Percy might as well have called for it."…？」

"Oh, it's okay, it'

……Percy's following the Neferry without a hitch.

It's an absolute accessory more than a mail order present.

"Mr. Jiro!」

The first ride is...…It was Bertina.

I thought I'd throw anything out and run to make a big cake.…As expected...……………that?

"What's the matter, Bertina?"」

「……I don't know what's going on.…Well, there isn'

I thought he'd come with glittery eyes like Inukoro who'd found food.…Bertina's expression was stiff and grim.

Did something go wrong?

"I've heard of you. I hear you can make a unique cake."

"Oh...…Oh...…. I mean...…But...………Is there a problem?」

"Yes. Isn't it natural?"

Bertina swings in.

I felt like I was being scolded because of the stern voice.

What's going on?

If you get too big, can you see the church?

Are there any regulations on the size?

"Certainly," Every dish Mr. Jiro produces is delicious, original and wonderful. But...…I can't overlook this cake."

"Oh, I see...…Why?」

"Why...………Do you need an explanation?」

Oh, is it that impossible?

She turns her eyes to Jeanette without thinking, but she is also wide-eyed, apparently not sure. I shook my head in a flustered manner when I met my gaze.

What's going on?

Why don't you make a wedding cake because you don't even know...…Well, that's...…

"A little palmro!　What are you trying to do you mean?？」

"Oh, my God!　Don't do much. Seriously!？」

Neferries and Percy storm into the store.

Oh, I wonder if Percy came with me.…I can't afford to say such a leisurely thing.

What's going on?

They're making grim faces.…

"I am, Jillo," If it's what Jiro does, I'd like to support him for most of the time. But not this one. You're over the line!」

"Oh, hey, wait a minute,"…Neferry!」

Neferry is coming at me with a puff.

I'm overwhelmed by spirit, and I'm forced to retreat.

But Bertina joins me and I'm cornered into the back of the shop.

"You're the manager, too!"」

"Phew!？　Wow, is it me?」

"Yes!　There's nothing I can do about the fact that An-chan is "Ah!"　But if it goes too far, you've got to stop it!？　That's not the way it is, mate!？」

"Well, let's see...…Too much...………Uh...…？」

Percy is eating Jeanette.

What's this situation?

What are you going to do?

d*mn it.…oh! If Magda and Loretta had gone to see what was going on in the stalls, they might have looked at this situation objectively...…

「……Jillo,"

The man who had or wanted him to be--Magda has just returned.

but...………You're lying, aren't you?

Even Magda had a difficult look on his face. ……Magda, you too?

「……I heard from Hammaro."

Hammaro...…

That's it

It was only after Hammaro went to call them...…

Remember!

What happened back then?

What did I say?

It took until after noon to lay the foundation for the wedding cake, and when I got back inside, I found only Jeanette and Hammaro. Magda and Loretta had left for the stall.

And if you bring the foundation into the store...…Jeanette asked, "What's that?"I heard that…"…

That's why I talked about wedding cakes. To Jeanette and Hammaro.

Make a big cake, and the bride and groom cut it out for the first time...………Both Gennette and Hammaro said, "That's wonderful," with sparkling eyes.

Then, I asked Hammaro to gather the people involved.………

There's nothing strange about it's not funny.………

What the hell is the problem?？

「……Soon Loretta will be back with Hammaro. I want you to explain it first.""Say... clear?"

"...what Jillo was going to make this time... ...explain about it."

Magda's voice clearly agrees with Bertina, Neferry and even Percy.

What I was trying to make this time... I just made a wedding cake...

"...I'm back."

Magda's ears twitch and point out the door.

As the words said, a terrible sound of footsteps came from behind the door.

Soon Loretta rushed into the store in a different color.

with a cry of these words.

"Brother! Are you sure you're going to make a nipple cake?"

"Making it!"

"'What?! You' You're not going to make it!'"

"'What!'

Magda, Bertina, Neferry and Percy were all surprised, and Jeanette and I were all surprised.

What is it?

Did you all think I was going to make a nipple cake?

"Do you think I'll make such a thing!"

"'I think'"

"Oops!? I don't like it at all!"

Jeanette seems to have no choice but to laugh bitterly at this.

I want to complain of migraine, don't I?

"But how did you come to such a story?"

As if to interrupt Jeanette's words, the door opens with a bang... the root of all evil comes home.

`Cake, my dear!'

"Are you the cause, Hammaro?"

"Hummallow?"

Hammaro's innocent face slanted to the left, shouting, "What?"

"Look! Hammaro said, 'My brother makes a papilla cake!'"

"...when you say "nipples," that is, "nipples.""

"What are you saying with a sharp face, Mr. Magda? No, if a girl doesn't say such a thing.

"...but when it comes to "nipples," that is to say... go!"

```I wonder if I can tell you!'

Bertina, Neferry, and Percy came at the last minute and stomped.

"Oh, come on! Magda... Oh, don't try to make me say anything strange!"

"... strange? Oh, is the Neferry so strange?"

"It's not strange!? Excuse me!"

"... now, evidence,"

"I won't show you!"

"... oh my gosh."

"Jillo! Magda has gone crazy because of Jillo!"

"It's not my fault..."

Magda originally had more than enough 'nature'. You guys just don't know.

"So, Mr. Jiro... um... what is that really like? If it's not funny, I'd like you to explain it."

Bertina muddles her words.

I think it's a complete papilla...

"It's 'to put in a sword' and 'to put in a sword.' Hang it up, two of you."

"...to cut the milk?"

"Shall we get away from milk, Magda?"

Magda takes half a step away from me when I hear what I say.

Who are you milking, Oi?

"Make a big cake and the bride and groom cut it. I'll give you a stab, and I'll cut the rest off here."

"Why do you do that? It's too early if Jinet starts."

I don't understand, Neferry...

"It's the first collaboration between two new couples."

"Oh..."

The pigeon's face looks like a pebble... or rather like a pigeon's face... and Neferry holds his mouth.

"... our first collaboration... at the wedding..."

"Yes, with my friends and relatives watching."

".........very nice."

"Here, here, here, then, Mr. Neferry, too, will... one day... one day... one day!"

"Percy, you're so loud."

If you can't propose once and for all, don't speak. If you don't finish halfway, you'll get badly burned.

"Well, Mr. Jiro. Is that all right?"

Bertina came to my senses when she heard me.

He asks me with a reserved wave of his hand in an affirmative tone.

"Do you make an ordinary cake?"

"Oh, well, it's just a little too big."

Say so, and tap the pedestal on the table.

Then their eyes were fixed on the grand pedestal, and at the same time their necks tilted and their eyes rolled at the size of the pedestal.

Everyone seems surprised at the size of his mouth wide open.

"It's not the same size as before. Do you want me to check if there are any church problems?"

"No problem! Let's make it! Let's make it right away! Let's eat it!"

a gluttonous beltina

The others nodded with expectation.

No, no...

"I'm not going to make it today,""'What!'"

"How many times can you make such a big cake? Today is a meeting to make a cake of this size!"

"...I lost the will to live."

"Hold your heart strong, churchman!"

Isn't it the spirit god that is the basis of your hearts?

Don't risk your life on the cake!

"Oh, well! Then, the size is normal, but how about having a meeting over a shortcake?"

"Genet ... I'm proud of you."

"I agree! I want to eat cake, too."

"I agree with Mr. Neferry!"

"...if the manager says so, I have no objection."

`I like shortcakes!'

"A unanimous favorite!"

"...you guys,"

Bertina, of course, was Percy on the Neferry, and even Magda, Loretta and Hammaro on the cake.

And Jeanette is staring at me like, "Can't I?"......this must-be pattern of defeat, I don't know...

"... I see. Serve me cake and tea."

"Yes!"

Jeanette nodded happily and walked lightly to the kitchen.

"Oh, I'm coffee,"

"Yes, I know."

"Oh! Yes! I'll make your coffee! I already memorized it!"

"... and Magda's going to feed her the cake,"

"Magda, that's not part of our business."

"If so, I'll serve takoyaki."

"No, I'm going to eat cake..."

Magda wants to do something, too. ... Be quiet now.

Jeanette and Loretta enter the kitchen and soon serve cake and tea, and two coffee made by Loretta. Jeanette also seems to drink Loretta's coffee.

"Loretta's coffee is also delicious."

Well, I wonder if I can drink now.

It's a long way from my point of view.

It's quite spectacular to see cakes spread and all the faces in line turn happy at the same time.

Waiting for everyone to eat a bite or two, I'll outline the wedding cake.

This is the first collaboration between husband and wife, and it seems to mean sharing happiness.

It's often said that in Greek or some myth, two loved ones shared a piece of bread and ate it... or something.

I'll tell you a lot of stories like that that that girls are going to bite into.

"So I'm just going to make a big cake,"

"Trying to reach the limit of my stomach,"

"Yes, that's not the case, Hammaro. I don't eat alone."

"Sweet candy fight!"

"Don't fight! I'll give it out!"

"Bribery is alive, behind-the-scenes!"

"I'll divide them all equally!"

It was well understood that Hammaro didn't understand the story.

If you want to eat a big cake, you must be preoccupied with that... kid.

"Mr. Yashiro... Is it permitted to carry weapons in the contest?"

"What are you talking about, Sister?"

"I don't have my own strength..."

"I'll distribute it! I'll be able to eat it says.

"How about making twenty cakes of this size?"

"You're not going to enter the hall! And if you make that much, the chickens will go on strike."

How many eggs are you going to use?

Wheat and sugar are finite.

"Then a bigger one...!"

"In short, it's no problem church-wise to make a substandard cake."

"No. I'll crush it, if any. in the name of the Sister!"

Don't miss any wrongdoing in the name of the Sister.

Well, I guess there's no problem.

I just asked just in case, as it seemed to have been stipulated how much bread to make in a week.

You can safely assume that there is no problem with grilling at the Yodamari-tei.

"Ah... but I hope... the sword is beautiful..."

Neferry mutters with a dreamy expression, perhaps because he longed to get married.

But...

"Can you add 'cake' before 'sword entry'? It sounds like you're talking about nipples."

"Your nipples are pretty".

"But I have a nicer nipple ... that's yours," or something like that.

"Well, then, Neh, Neh, Neh, Neh... Mr. Neferry, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh...

"What? What, Percy?"

"Nothing!"

《口語》 You're out of luck.

If you can't do it, don't speak.

"But if it's this big, it won't cut with our knife."

"Oh, that's a knife for it... Oh, my God."

I didn't ask for a long, straight knife to cut a cake with.

It doesn't matter how sharp it is, as long as you stick it in the cake. Appearance is of paramount importance.

"Do you want to ask Norma tomorrow?"

"Brother, information about old people!"

"... did you want to say 'heard of,' Hammaro?"

I don't want information about old people, but...

`I'm going to give you my brother's message!'"I won't,"

Loretta strangles Hammaro, who is nervous.

"Wow! My sister's specialty is "I'm guessing!"

"I don't have that special skill!? There's no point in guessing at you!"

Then, who can you find the meaning of guessing... You can guess at any time if you're me.

"Because of you, we had a strange misunderstanding." I don't have enough explanation!"

all nodding in Loretta's opinion

But... wait, man.

Your rashness may be one of the causes.

"If you and my brother say "Nyuto," it's nothing more than a nipple!"

all nodding even harder than before

... all right, good Temae. Don't show yourself!

"I.........can do it right........."

"No, it's only going to make a lot of noise."

"...it's done, but...?"

"Well, I cried . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ."

Don't look this way Loretta.

If I can't be strict with my brother, I wish I hadn't done it from the beginning...

"Ah... uh... Mr. Jiro... glimpses."

You too, Jeanette.

Oh, my God. They're so sweet to their children.

"All right. I'll explain. That's why Hammaro. You must bring Norma here."

"Leave it to me! I'm good at that!"

Hammaro's face suddenly brightens up.

That's simple, really.

So Hammaro gets better and Loretta and Jeanette look brighter.

...you guys are simple, aren't you?

"Uh... Mr. Jiro is very sweet for children."

Bertina says something wrong.

It's the Jeanettes who are sweet, not me.

Rather, I'm more of a child‐hater. It's noisy, I can't understand the language, I can't think of things in theory, I'm selfish... ...I'm being made to listen to you for some reason or other.

"Well, Mr. Hammaro," Thank you very much."

"The manager's salad!"

"...not a salad,"

Jeanette gently sends Hammaro off.

`My first errand!'

"No, you've been using me many times, haven't you?"

Is it no count so far?

You are a free man who is not bound by the spirit.

Hammaro ran out of the Yodamari-tei, so we decided to take a rest for a while.

eat cake, talk nonsense and kill time

all of a sudden.

"Is there a palm-ro?"

Norma rushed into the sunlit house with a frightening look on her face.

"Yasilo, you! What do you mean by asking Atashi to make a knife for nipples so that everyone can see the couple's first collaboration (meaningful)?"

"What did you say, Hammaro?"

"As it is, as it is!"

Then I repeat the same explanation to Norma again.

What a waste of time... It's nothing but waste.

Let's see... What is "the first collaboration between husband and wife (meaningful)?"......Let's all see.

...but hey! I think I'll refrain from making a few more petulant remarks. (I'm not saying that I'm going to refrain from doing so.)