The Other World Con Artist's Management Techniques

"Jillo, will you take a look at this?"

"Oh... it's a new fake pie." It's two millimeters thicker than before."

"Where are you looking!? What I want you to look at is this material... ...how do you know that it's from above your clothes?"

Stupid stuff. That's all I know!

What I don't understand is why you're stocking up on fake pies without anyhow.

"I went all the way to the Thirty-Fifth Ward today." At Lucia's call the lords of the thirty-fifth to forty-two wards gathered together."

"Have you just returned?"

"Yes, I want to let you know soon."

"You didn't find out?"

"I'm not talking about fake pie!"

The sun is completely hidden, and the room is lit by the soft light of the lantern flame.

I am now in that small reception room where I was admitted on my first visit to the lord's residence.

Yodamari-tei must be at its peak for dinner. ...I'm sorry, I'm out again.

"On Wendy's wedding day, you were the one who suggested that you want to parade from the Thirty-Fifth Ward?"

"Oh! Did you get permission?"

I'd like to drive from Wendy's house to the church in the 42nd arrondissement, like a parade. That's what Estella and Lucia were talking about.

in the sense that it will not be completed in private but will be widely publicized.

Marriage between humans and the insect race is normal, and it's such a wonderful thing.

It's hard to reform the inner consciousness.

That's why I'll paint it out. It's overwritten.

If interracial marriages are normal, not worth worrying about, and if it's a matter of course, they're going to paint it up from the top.

Doing so will help some of the people will be saved.

Fortunately, there seems to be no pedigree in this city.

Well, aristocrats don't know.

I can't say for sure that there's no madam like, "You have to be of the right lineage to marry a little boy."

Let's leave these exceptions aside for now, and we, the general public, will take it easy and enjoy our lives more freely! -- and so on.

"Thanks to Lucia's persuasion, the lords of the 34th and 39th wards readily agreed."

"I'm not good with my superiors, and they're not strong enough."

"That's the kind of society, aristocrats,"

He laughs bitterly, including self-deprecating, and relaxes his neck breathlessly.

Estella is really not a noble person except for her bloodline. in a good way

"I'm glad you're the lord here,"

"Huh!"

I thought so without hesitationally.

For example, if the lords of the Forty-two wards were Lucia or Ricardo... I might not have lived this long in this city.

Yodamari-tei certainly has a big presence, but...

"I think I've been able to do a lot of things with you're with you.

"What, all of a sudden!"

"I just encouraged you to work hard enough to make fake pies."

"The fake pie has nothing to do with it!"

Estella barks with foreign objects hidden in her chest.

d*mn it!

Who are you going to show the milk to in the first place? Whose evaluation do you care about?

"Are there any lords who favor the size of their milk?"

"You are the only person I know who has such a mind,"

`Then don't bother to put it up!'

"I'm proud of myself!"

Get rid of that false pride!

"If you want to surprise me with your chest, just throw out the raw milk. and even I would think, "Oh, my God!"'

"...if you go to a meeting of lords dressed like that, you'll be picked out immediately."

"Picking... What, prick..."

"If you pick it up, it's war!"

This was the later "Chikkukuma War"????

...no way. You must not go down in history, this one.

Yeah. War isn't good, after all.

"Oh, my God, if you think it's unusual to be honest, it's as soon as it is. . ."

"What? I'm the honest one, aren't I?"

`I want you not to be so honest about your chest!'

"I like your buttocks, too."

"... I'll pick you out?"

Estella's eyes are so serious that she keeps her nipples under her clothes.

At the same time Estella held her temple and exhaled a long breath.

What's wrong with you? You tried to pick it.

"... anyway, look at the data." We have to decide the route for the parade."

"Do you use the high street?"

"It must be difficult,"

"What? Why?"

"Because there are so many people. You can't close the road, can you?"

"Oh......what a thing!"

As in Shakespeare's play, you hold your head over your overcoat and look up to heaven.

The lords of this town know nothing.

"It's because there are so many people that we use the main street."

Why do you have to go out of your way to choose a less crowded road?

public relations only by showing it to others

I think it's because we promote it that it's an opportunity to fill out the deep-rooted sense of discrimination and victimhood.

The bigger you do it, the more people you see it, the more effective it will be.

If the majority of people think, "Do you still care about that?" the atmosphere in the city changes.

"And if you use the high street, the lords of each ward will have a good taste."

"Is that so?"Perhaps the lords were willing to "permit you to go the way of us."

But this is what you ought to think.

"By all means, take the main street of our house."

"A parade will attract spectators, right? When people gather, business will be established there."

"Do you mean those who have a shop on the main street make a profit? If it's us, like Cantaltica."

"You won't be able to see the parade if you get into the shop."

"Then you can't make a profit,"

He's a completely ill-conceived fellow.

"Don't you remember? There's a long procession and it's an event where a lot of people came to see it."

"A procession?"

"Those who rushed to see the procession were excited with food in their hands, wouldn't they?

"Oh! What a festival!"

so

It is a festival of light to express gratitude to the spirit of the Forty‐second Ward.

"In other words, Jiro is telling us to set up a festival-like stall on the main streets of each ward."

"There will be shops lined up on the main street, and you'll set up a stall so that it's face it."

It's like building a small road between existing shops and stalls on either side of the main street.

Even in Japan, people hold fairs across large roadways.

If you leave a little space between the stalls, you'll see a parade between them.

You can take up a lot of space somewhere and set up a viewing area.

"Just because the parade goes through, you can't keep the guests before and after you pass. Don't you think it's too good for people to gather?"

"... I'm sure. If it's just a parade, I may not be able to stay there except for that time..."

"If you really want to see it, he's going to take up space early on... So if you have content that he can enjoy, he's more likely to lose money, isn't

"Eating delicious food while you're waiting... Yeah. That's good.k. Profits go up and spectators can enjoy themselves. Two birds with one stone."

"And some of those profits slip into the lord's pocket."

"...Isn't it bad to hear?"

"But isn't it?"

"Is it common sense that if you do business on the main street, you will be charged a certain amount of tax?"

"Look, you're lining your own pocket."

"It's order! ... be careful what you say."

Well, being able to manage taxes properly is proof that he is a decent merchant. It's necessary, isn't it?

"I hope you will persuade the lord on that line and get him permission to pass through the main street."

"Me?"

"I'll tell you what to do,"

"Oh, wait! Some lords in other wards are difficult to please... Jiro will cause trouble."

Thank you for your tremendous trust.

Should I wake you up? Trouble?

"If possible, I hope I can decorate the main street with large-scale decorations to create an extraordinary feeling."

"'Unusual feeling'?"

"When exposed to unusual air... ...people tend to loosen their purse strings."

"Really... sometimes I'm afraid of you, I said. I know all about it, and I know exactly what it says.

I feel like I've been told something rude.

This is probably the category of common sense. We've just put into words what everyone has experienced and remembered.

"If Jiro had been like a saint full of volunteerism, the world would have been much easier to live in."

"Hahaha! What are you talking about?"

"Rumour...?

Am I a volunteer?

I don't think so.

In the first place, there is no way that a world with the majority of people who want someone to improve will become a 'great world'.

I was going to say something like that.

For some reason, Estella had a red face and hardened.

`What... all of a sudden, eh, rabbit!'

No, you didn't say "chan," did you?

"Bo, I'm as cute as a rabbit... ...you know, Jiro, you're weird today!"

You're the odd one, aren't you?

Who said "cute" when?

"Oh, yes, I'm glad you compliment me! You know, rabbit apples are cute... ...huh!? No way, like rabbit apples, they have a 'I'm going to eat you' meaning... ...wow! I've got enough of a practical joke, Jillo!"

The face of Estella turns red like Kyoto in autumn. ...though it's quite elegant.

I can't believe there's such a guy who can make such a leap in his imagination with "What do you say, Rabbit?"... It's still deep in the other world.

"Calm down! It's like playing with words in my hometown. They don't eat and smooth."

"Oh, play with words!? What's wrong with words?"

"Well, you...

...where is the word game?

Why is it Rabbit?

What is the origin of the word?

d*mn it! I'd check it out right away if there's a net!

"d*mn it! It's kind of stuffy!"

"This is it!"

It's kind of as if I'm stuck in my chest, as if I'm clinging to it... that kind of disgusting feeling.

I'll try to feel my chest with both hands in order to get rid of the discomfort that's accumulated around here. Won't it come out if I rub it?

"You're so messy, aren't you? You're not mad, are you?"

"Oh, d*mn it! I'm on the way here!"

"Where are you going to take it out from? Your chest won't come out no matter how hard you rub it!"It's very regrettable that Estella is starting to look like she's really worried about my head, but I'll stop remembering the origin of the rabbit. ... I think it was a children's song... ...oh! That's right! It's the lyrics for Rabbit and Turtle! Number two!

"Oh! So refreshing!"

"It's refreshing!? It's too late, isn't it, Jiro?"

Hmm?

Somehow, I don't feel like another misunderstanding has been born out, but... well, that's all right. It's estella, isn' Estella is such a sad girl that she often misunderstands. It's nothing new. Okay, let's go through.

"Oh, Estella. Can I get back to you instead of being foolish things?"

"It's certainly you who did stupid things,"

What do you say?

I guess you started when you suddenly said, "I'm as cute as a rabbit!? Oh! I can eat it!"

If you blame everything on others, you'll be a narrow minded person and your breasts will shrink under the influence of your small mind.

"And what were we talking about?"

"Your breasts will shrink,"

"I didn't talk about it, and my heart won't shrink! I'm growing up!"

You've made it clear to me that you've made it clear to me.

If this doesn't grow up, I can't complain about being turned into a frog.

"You mean to open a shop on the main streets of each ward, and make it look extraordinary as a decoration.

"Oh, yes, yes," That's what I was talking about."

"But it seems difficult to explain." for the lords of each district have never seen a festival open."

What kind of things are they and what kind of effect are they expected to have? It's possible to explain it, but it's hard to explain it with words, on the other hand.

"That's why, Estella!"~. I have an idea~"

"Wow... you look like you smelled money so easily... what are you trying to make me do now?"

Estella, who understands well, quickly reaches the point of resignation and prepares to listen to me.

Good, Estella. That honesty will soon bring you a huge profit.

"Will you talk to the lords of each district so that we can demonstrate?"

"Demonstration? Do you actually open a stall?"

That's right.

A hundred hearsay is, after all, not as good as a glance.

If you show it in person, it will be the most persuasive.

"But what are the exhibitors going to do? They're not going to go around with all the people in the 42 wards, are they? And they need time to set up a shop on top of that."How many days does it take to go all the way to the Thirty-Fifth Ward?"

"You don't have to open a store in earnest. If you put out a stall or two and say that these are all lined up in a row, can you imagine?"

"One or two of them... there are large carts with stalls and ingredients on them, carpenters who put them up on the spot, and of course there are sellers and cooks... and it doesn't change to be a big band, does it?"

"What are you saying?" There's a "good thing" in the 42nd leg."

"'Good stuff'?"

This is an excellent product that can be sold as soon as you go there, without having to carry or assemble the materials for the stalls...

"Oh! Yodamari-tei No. 2 and No. 7!"

That's it

There are two stalls in Yodamari-tei.

If you put another dish on that stall and pull it, only the members of the Yodamari-tei can open the shop.

Make popcorn and okonomiyaki on the spot and you'll get quite a few customers. After all, he was proud of the sales that could be the main battle force of Yodamari-tei.

"...that is to say,

Estella's face is clouded up in an instant after finding the right answer.

It's a reaction as if something bad had happened.

"Get permission from the lord of each ward to sell on the main street..."

"Ugh!"

"...it's not "huh!" --it's not "huh!" --it's just that we've had a meeting today, and we've just got our consent to say, "If it's not on the high street..."

"Oh, dear! They'll jump at me when they find it profitable. All the aristocrats are mean men who are sensitive to the smell of money, aren't they?"

"...I'm a nobleman, too?"

Estella expresses displeasure at being lumped together with the 'noble.'

I know you're not mean to money.

The only thing that makes you mean is the 'error' around your chest. "It's a little swollen," or "The cup must have risen because the underpins have dropped a little!"

"I'll mail you a letter for now... ...but I don't think I'll get a reply soon. This time, I'm in a position to ask them to do so, and they basically don't seem to have any flavor.

We have negotiated with the 40th and 41st wards, but in most cases it has been a win-win story.

That's why I got an immediate answer and it was relatively easy to meet.

However, this time it's a one‐sided request from us to let us go through the road.

The other party will treat you one after another as if you don't care.

"Well... I wonder if there's any more efficient way to make them comply with their demands..."

"Don't do anything weird. If you don't do it well, the parade itself will disappear."

I don't mean to do anything strange, but... a direct attack won't do me any good.

"Mr. Jiro, Mr. Estella. Would you mind a moment?"

Natalia walks into the room after the knock.

"Natalia... your Lord is me... why should Jillo come first?"

"In order of chest".

"It's the smallest, of course!"

"By the way, Mr. Jiro, may I have a moment?"

"Can you not ignore me? It's so empty to feel lonely in this kind of conversation!"

Leave Estella alone and listen to Natalia.

... by all means. Estella is always talking about her heart when she's always talking about her feelings.Yes. It's okay to go through.

"Actually, someone wanted to see Mr. Jiro,"

"To me?"

"Why are the guests of Jiro coming to my house?"

That's true, but it's also time.

It's already night.

I can't believe you're coming to see me at this hour. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

"Can I let you in?"

"No, drive me back,"

"I can't do that diplomatically."

"Diplomatically?"

...... Oh, no way.

"I'm here to keep my promise, pal Jiro."

"...is it you, Gilberta?"

The appointment would be, "Come and stay next time."

That's strange...I said, "I'll invite you."

"If you come at this hour, you're sure you're going to stay."

Estella also analyzes the situation with a slight pull.

... Well, I can't help it, but... I'm sure I've got permission this time. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

"Huh? Wait a minute... ...maybe?"

If I had a good eye for people... ...this could be an opportunity.

"We may be lucky, Estella."

"Huh? Will Gilberta come and stay?"

"Oh, Gilberta "bring me a man."

"Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no."

Estella was about to tell me, but when I met her eyes, she kept silent.

What? Right?

You think so, right?

'I can't believe he's sending Gilberta to me alone.'

"So Lucia," I'd like to ask you a favor."

"I have no reason to grant your request?"

When I shouted at the door, Lucia came into the room, as I expected.

Did you follow me after all?

"Yasilo... I thought you were a rather insane thinker... ...but now I seem to be in the minority here." . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .."

For the most part, this morning's meeting of the lords has settled the matter for a while.

"If things go according to my expectations, the districts will be greatly profitable, the people will have a happy time, the people and the insects will have a deeper bond, and Gilberta will be greatly pleased."

"I think I can trust such a good story."

"In addition, Gilberta and I may have a date for a walk."

"Let me hear the details, anchovy! Hurry up!"

Yes. I bit it.

"Yasilo......I'm afraid of you, after all."

Ha, what are you talking about Estella?

...what's scary is the human circuit of thought in this city.

He then told Lucia about the plan and asked the lords of each district to speak quickly.

Lucia, who caught him on a date with Gilberta, is quite motivated, and this looks promising. I'm sure they'll give me permission to sell on the road.

Like this!

A few days later, we had to leave the store for a day and go on a tour with all the staff.