The Other World Con Artist's Management Techniques

"This is the entrance to the channel,"

In the middle of a long river running through the 42nd leg was a channel inlet.

It's a relatively large water inlet and reinforced with bricks.

"There's a gentle flow around here, isn't there?" It seems to be rather deep."

"Oh, here's a gentle slope, almost flat. Sometimes the water would flow like wildfire from above, and my father made it here so that the entrance wouldn't be broken."

"Is Delia's father the former guild-master?"

"Oh, he was a cool father."

... 'That's right.'

Well, I won't go deep.

"I'm glad my father made it for me." If you like it, I'll just make it about there."

"What's the point?"

Estella's smile twitches.

I'm glad we paid for each other's parents.

"This is a well thought out entrance for my father. I can't break it badly."

Despite the dangers of flood damage and the difficulty of construction, Delia seems to think the current water inlet is the best.

It's troubling to be inflexible by sticking to something, but not this time. I also think that the water inlet is better now. in place, strength, and shape

If I had to make some countermeasures, I wonder if it would be a way to temporarily build a new water inlet and fill it up while solving the water shortage... but how would that work out of course.

With the opening of the highway, the whole place is well maintained. It may be difficult to dig it up badly and bury it again.

Last year, everywhere was a bare country road. I could have dug it up without hesitation.

"I'm not sure I'll make a better entrance than this. unless Jiro helps me."

"No, you can talk to Womaro said.

"Because he can't talk properly,"

Well, I see.

"I must leave the door to Jiro..."

"Delia. Is it 'Inlet?'"

"New boy?"

"...no, nothing. It's a good entrance."

"You know what I mean? You know what I mean, don't you?"

"... Jillo. You broke it."

No, it's all right. Whether it's an inlet or an entrance.

at the slightest jest

Nevertheless, Delia's attachment is completely complete. This is getting harder and harder to destroy.

"But the water is really down,"

Estella is looking to the surface of the water.

The sides of the river with the entrance are discolored to indicate the level of water it used to be.

It seems that the entrance used to be half submerged.

But now there is water about 20 centimeters below the bottom of the inlet.

"How deep is this neighborhood?"

"Omero will sink,"

"...you've sunk it before?"

"He sinks on his own,"

The current seems to be gentle here, and it's a great point to wash something.

So you're going to slip on your own and fall into the river... it looks like that.

Well, that's all right.

Does Omero sink well over two meters?

Even if the water level goes down, there will still be plenty of water.

"They're so noisy that I had Omelo pump up water in a tub the other day."

"In the waterway?"

"Oh, I thought there would be no complaints if the water were to flow... but the tub wouldn't run at all, no matter how hard it was pumped up."

"Again, reckless..."

"Omero's man has no guts,"

"No, no, no..."

Estella's smile is twitching.

Estella usually looks like this when she hears about the river fishing guild from Delia.

Estella, if you're caught up in common sense, you can't deal with them.

There are fifty thousand unreasonable fellows.

"But it is absolutely wrong to dam up the river..."

His eyebrows are drawn, his face is bent, and he looks "unlike" to me.

Delia's usual bravado of self-indulgence overshadowed her, her obstinacy when she tried to be selfish, her guilt when she felt it might be a bad thing, her fragility when she was about to cry over such a hazy feeling... she had a dark expression as if she had mixed it up.

"...I may have said something terrible to Milly,"

Delia and Milly's altercation that Jeanette reportedly witnessed.

According to Jeanette, Delia was quite angry...

"Why, Mormat, or the rice-farmers Homer, or the poultry-farmers -- oh, just a little more, old Mumma -- asked me if I could raise the water."

All of them use water away from the river.

"But oh dear, the river is important, the fish is important... I can't easily agree with you."

So every time people came, I was driving them back, and I thought, "I'm wrong and I'm being selfish...."

"Grandma Moo-hyun was here, too."

"Oh, old lady Mummoo is old, not a race of beasts, and it's quite hard for her to draw water and carry it... so I wonder if she can manage it."

"You didn't come to me for advice,"

"Perhaps it's because he's got Omero to carry the water?"

"... Omero, you're really loyal to the Guild-Chief,"

No, Estella. It's not "to the guild length," it's "to Delia.

But it would be better to go about manual labor than to offend Delia.

"Delia must have been thinking of countermeasures in her own way. Even if you were the only old woman, there was someone saved thanks to you. You've done a good job.

"But! The other guys came over and over again... every time they came over, they squeaked."

Well, it's a matter of life and death.

Without water, no work can be done."I can't hold it back, but we still have water, and I asked them to draw it and bring it to us."

"But you know how much water you can carry at once."

"They're weak,"

"...well, it's pathetic to criticize Delia as the standard."

Estella. Delia is a guy who always thinks about herself.

Get used to it.

"And then ... it's too persistent... ...because we have water, so we can draw it, right? I don't think it's a good idea to dam up the river just because it's hard to carry it! It's not a big deal, is it!? Fish are more important!? They're not going to die even if it's too much trouble!?"

There's a point.

The other guilds are pressing the river-fishing guild to "compromise" themselves in order to do their "normal business."

It's no wonder that the river-fishing guild rejects it and feels like it's a burden you don't have to follow.

However, it is foolish to destroy stability for comfort.

To dam a river is, in a very extreme way, close to environmental destruction. It's nothing more than the act of destroying the natural cycle that has been going on there.

Some ecosystems may be lost because of it.

From that perspective, Delia is right.

You'll be out of touch with the other guilds who want to 'take it easy' even by destroying the ecosystem.

however

The situation changes completely from the opposite point of view.

Delia's so-called 'difficult' work continues to weigh on her regular job and overwork her workers. You can put up with it for a day or two, but if you don't know when it will end after a week or two, you'll have a lot of complaints.

In fact, she is unable to do the 'trouble' job.

If Omero doesn't help, Grandma Mummoo's laundry shop will have to close.

But not many people in this 42 wards have enough wealth to enjoy a relaxing holiday.

They work like mad.

Every day I do the 'difficult' hard work of drawing water, which is added to my regular job.

It's a great deal of pain.

Actually, Milly was unsteady enough to fall down.

"So I was kind of stubborn... frustrated... my tone got rough..."

"That's when Milly came to see you,"

"...yes,"

Have you been unfortunately directed at Milly because of the negotiations with the Ossans?

"Once before, when the guild-master of the flower arrangement guild came, he told me to draw water from the river and take it with me, and then he didn't come for a long time... and the next one was Milly." The youngest Milly came here just because the Guild-Chief couldn't come tired."

Did you say that the head of the guild of the flower arrangement guild was an old woman?

They must have been working a great deal harder to manage the forest.

"Then Milly said, 'We're all at our limit, so I want you to stop the river for a little while to raise the water level.' ... oh, I thought, 'Oh, he's saying the same thing' ... then something like that."

Delia must have been feeling tired. Under normal circumstances, it probably wouldn't have happened.

Milly was milly, and it was obvious in words that she was pushing herself too hard. It must have been quite a corner for Milly to say, 'I'm at my limit.'

If two extreme people collide with each other, they'll try to push their opinions through, even if they beat the other personally. I can't afford to be considerate of the other person anymore.

I'm sure I didn't have time to make a cool decision.

"...and that's all..."

Delia speaks anguishedly as if to spit out spines.

`Millie... 'Do you care what happens to salmon?' she said, '

I couldn't help but say to myself that no one had ever visited me before.

You probably thought that was the only way to emphasize your legitimacy.

`Then Milly was like, 'Well, what do you care about the flowers in the forest?''

Such friction would not have occurred if we could be in the same position and reflect on ourselves from each other's point of view.

But... there are very few people who can do it.

"Well... well... did I say something terrible? To protect the fish, all the flowers in the forest, all the vegetables, all the rice, all the chickens... I don't care what happens?"

The inhaled breath makes a rustling sound in Delia's throat.

"In order to protect everyone else... do we have to sacrifice salmon and rivers?"

"Delia, that's not true."

Estella categorically denies Delia's words in a tearful voice.

"There can be no peace at someone's expense. Such a thing cannot be called calm."

"...I don't understand Estella's story very well. Tell me in plain terms."

"Well..."

Estella glances at me.

Then, twist your mouth uncomfortably and bow your eyes.

I don't know...I felt like they said, "I'm sorry," but......

"Do you remember what Jiro tried to do at the big eating contest?"

... Oh, that's what I mean.

I thought it would be quick to bring it up to Delia to explain it clearly.

...well, do as you please.

I don't regret my actions. I try to live responsibly now so that it doesn't happen.

You can use it as a metaphor or a lesson.

"At that time, Jiro was sacrificed and said, 'All the bad things were Jiro.' There's nothing wrong with everyone else,' and if Jiro had disappeared from the city... would they all have been happy?"

"That's not the case! If I do that again, and leave you without permission, I'll find you then and do my best!"

Oh... the death flag is on me.

Delia is the type that never cares about her specifications.

Always do your best, hence overkill.

...I'll never let you get angry.

"If you, for the sake of all the others, dam the river without conviction... if everyone else were saved... if the sight of the river where the salmon had disappeared would not make Delia feel "peaceful." I can't say 'I'm glad'."

Estella approaches the nodding Delia and holds her hand forcefully.

Grabbing her tightly, she looks straight into Delia's eyes.

"Delia is an important companion of the Forty-two wards. When Delia is sad, so am I. I will never sacrifice you."

"Astella........."

Delia's face is a little warped.

"...I'm sorry, after all, it was a little difficult and I could understand only half of it."

"You're lying, aren't you?"

Oh... Delia... her brain freezes in the middle when she talks for a long time at once... she's left it to her emotions and she talks for a long time.

"But... I understood half as well."Delia holds back Estella's hand even more forcefully.

"You mean Estella likes you very much, don't you?"

"Well, yes... but... my hands hurt... a little bit more gently..."

`I love Estella!'

"Oh, yes! Thank you! So, hands! Hands, bones of hands! Scratch!"

"I love Estella!"

"Thank you! Jiro! Stop Delia! Hurry up!"

"Delia, shake hands with me, too.

"Oh!"

When I put out my hand, Delia let go of Estella's and turned her head.

As for Estella's relieved face when she was released... you should wear it with all your might.

"Shake hands with Jiro!"

"And before that!"

If you shake hands with excitement, my bones, which are more delicate than Estella's, will be shattered like a sprinkler in an instant. It's no time to say it's full of calcium.

We need to stop Delia heading this way and get her back on her feet.

"It's a continuation of Estella's story. It's not difficult, so listen carefully."

"Huh? Ah. Listen."

"Did Estella say that she was a companion?"

"Oh! I was so happy, Estella!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...

I'm starting to feel a bit bad about Estella.

It's the exact opposite.

"But for Estella, Milly and the Mormats are just as important companions."

"Omero, too.

If you start saying, "No, not Omero!" I'll feel sorry for him.

"Omero, too,"

"Astella is such a nice fellow!"

"Ah... thank you very much,"

I wonder how Delia looks at Omero... though she's afraid to ask.

"That's why Estella wants to help everybody."

"All of you... all of you?"

"Oh, boys,"

Even if it's reckless, this guy continues to struggle to make it so.

He's a lord of such a bad nature.

"Well, then ... "

With a slight shyness and hesitation, Delia shows an uneasy look.

Roll up a little and ask me with an upturnedly

"Millie... can you help me?"

That's where I got stuck the most.

"I thought I'd blow him off because he was so angry with me."

You're pronounced dead, Momat.

"To Milly... it was a perfect blow to you... ...that you did something bad... ...maybe you'll not see me again because you don't like me anymore..."

I was a little surprised.

You think such a negative thing in Delia, don't you?

If you think a little bit about it, you'll understand that Milly doesn't... self-loathing and guilt make ordinary things look terrible. Delia also had that kind of weakness.

"But if there's any way I can save Milly without damming the river, will you help me? I'll do whatever I can!"

Were you here, too? You're a good man to say dangerous things like "do anything."

"...and, by the way, I don't mind... ...if I could, I'd say to Milly that I was apologizing... wouldn't you tell me?"

Delia is afraid of Milly.

They must be afraid to meet and be cold‐hearted.

I feel like I'm watching a very precious video.

"I don't think I can do that,"

In a different tone, Estella says such a thing.

Oh, that's what I mean. I love the timing.

But Estella... take a look at the other person for that kind of 'wordplay with words. Otherwise...

"Why!? You said you liked me!? Don't be mean!"

"Huh!? Delia! Wait, wait, wait... Ugh!"

Delia grabs Estella by the collar.

I'm afraid I'll throw it on my back.

"No! Until the end! Listen until the end!"

"If I swear I won't be mean, I'll listen!"

"I'm not being mean! I'm saying we don't have to leave a message every time!"

"It's hard to understand what Estella says!"

"Look at the embankment! The road on the riverbank!"

scream hard and point down the riverbed road

on a slightly steep slope I looked up at the road leading out of it, and there it was????

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Millies were standing.

"Mi, mi, miri.

Delia's shoulders jump.

Release Estella and hide herself on my back in a hurry.

...it's sticking out, it's sticking out.

"Oh, are you here to get angry?"

That's not true."What if I get hit?"

No, no, no. That's the last thing I'

"How strong should I fight back?"

"Don't do that, Milly will fly away..."

You're going to fight back if you get hit.

"Well, then... I'll take it with patience."

No, so...

"It's okay. Listen to Milly."

"But..."

"Delia, listen carefully."

I've never been so frightened of Delia.

It seems to be really scary to be disliked.

So let's have a little courage. It's special.

Only this once... I'll make sure you go to Estella for billing.

"I'm saying, 'It's all right,' so it's all right."

I will look at the eyes peeping through my bangs and nod vigorously.

Milly is not angry. Rather, I feel the same way as you do.

"Are you mad?"—"I don't want to be hated."

As proof, look at Milly's hand.

That lovely bag that was held in my hands with carefree.

I'll declare it.

Within five minutes, you guys will be making up. ......no, I'll keep it within enough. Yes, I need some leeway.

"Well... yes. If Jiro says so... I believe it."

Move away from my back and straighten my back.

My big chest sticks out like it's going to hit the sky, and I wonder what it is.

The crisp expression surrounds the guild's representative personality and makes Delia look even more beautiful with a neat face.

while the lips that still remain trembling with the faintest anxiety added cuteness to themselves."

It's all right. Delia can overcome this anxiety.

I believe in you.

"Hey, Jillo... didn't you think of a once-in-a-lifetime joke in encouraging Delia?"

"What are you talking about?"

"No, just for a moment, the look on my face is like, "Wow..." No, nothing."

Estella... She's a sharp guy.

Well, I don't care about Estella.

"Look, Delia," Go and do it."

"Oh, oh, oh... I know..."

Delia doesn't move.

I'm stretching my back, stretching my chest and looking away. It's hard to get out of trouble.

"Hey, Milly! Come this way. Delia wants to talk to you!"

"Huh!? Jiro!? I'm not ready yet..."

a flustered Delia

However, Milly takes a small step and takes a steady step closer.

As Milly approached, Delia's agitation grew, and as she approached him enough to hear Milly's tense breathing, the tension seemed to have peaked......freezing.

Delia, as if it were a beautiful sculpture, clumped up in a magnificent figure.

Can we interpret the milk overhanging as being all you want?

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

"Oh, oh, oh! Milly!? That's strange, here!"

No wonder... Calm down, Delia.

"Ah... well... a strange opportunity,"

You don't have to ride it.

You don't have to worry about it, Milly.

Then, staring at each other's faces, hesitating... subtle air envelopes the surroundings.

"... Jillo,"

Estella approached me from behind and nudged me in the ribs.

"...you have brought it on, so take responsibility."

"Even if I hadn't told you, it wouldn't have started or ended without this."

"...never mind." I'll leave it to you."

I don't know what's good about it.

"Millie,"

"What? What... What, Mr. Tento-mushi?"

Milly must have something to say.

But the first voice requires courage.

I'm sure it would be easy if I had a chance.

So, I'll give you the opportunity.

"Is there something you want to give Delia?"

That cute bag that you hold carefully with both hands.

Give it to me and I'll be overjoyed.

`Well... well,'

Look down, bite your lips... look up as if you were determined.

"Oh, dear dear..."

"What!?"

"If it bothers me... I'm sorry, but... if you don't mind..."

"...what?"

Milly stretches out her arms and holds out a lovely bag.

Delia doesn't understand the situation and looks at me.

I nodded, and nervously reached out to the bag.

"Open it," I'm sure he'll be happy."

"... Uh, yes,"

When I push her back, Delia opens the bag all together.

"………………………… Ah!?"

Then, knowing what was inside, he thrust his hand into it and picked a grain.

"Nectar candy!"

It's Delia's favorite food. It was a sweet and sweet Nectar candy.The taste of very sweet honey blended with the nectar of delicious flowers in the flower garden of the 35 wards.

You can enjoy the sweetness of it for a long time by turning it into candy.

It's too sweet for a sweet tooth like Delia.

"Are you going to give it to me?"

"Well, well... if you'll like it... that's nice..."

"I like it! I like it! I like it! It's delicious!"

"Well, well... thank you for saying, 'It's delicious,'"

"Thank you, Milly!"

Delia grabs Milly's hand while feeling excited at the sight of Nectar candy.

Then he came back to himself and hardened.

The person I found difficult to meet, didn't want to be disliked, or had to apologize to, is now right in front of me.

The sudden thrust of such a situation must have stopped Delia's thinking.

"Oh... no... uh... uh...."

Delia's words, which are usually crisp, are not as clear as they are today.

What I want to say is stuck in my throat.

I felt impatient and frustrated with myself... I was slightly moved to tears.

I know how Delia feels right now. Everyone should have experienced that.

And that feeling--

"Well... ...Mily, I've always wanted to apologize."

"... to?"

"I'm sorry to ignore your feelings and just talk about ourselves."

"...!?"

--the touch of tenderness destroys it in an instant.

"Oh, you are... ...sorry! You are so mean to Milly... ...sorry!"

`Well, no, no, no, no, no, no, it's not bad, isn't it?'

"Millie is not bad either!"

"Yes, yes. Neither of them is bad. you know?"

They kept blaming themselves and fearing that they would hate them.

But when I actually talked to them, they apologized and said nice things to me, not to mention it... I'm going to cry, aren't I? Delia and Milly.

Delia is as fragile as a girl as she is big in body but not too different in mind from Millie.

"Look, both of you," It's all right now. Now you can make up, right? You don't have to cry anymore."

Estella comforts the two girls, who shed tears after being freed from tension.

The two girls weep in Estella's flat chest.

"... Jiro, what were you thinking?"

"I'm glad you're here." I can't imitate you, you know."

"...I was thinking otherwise."

Why do you suspect me in such a touching situation?I just thought it was a bit flat... ...but he's really sharp.

"Oh, Milly! I've been wondering if I can do anything for you, Milly's help! Sometimes I see Milly in the river... because she looked tired... so I thought I could do something for her."

"Well... thank you,"

"But I don't really understand those things..."

"Mily, I don't know, either. I'm always wondering what to do... they're the same."

"Oh, they're the same,"

Close to each other and smile at each other with red eyes squinted with tears.

I'm glad we've made a safe settlement.

Well, I thought it would be easy to reconcile after hearing about it.

If you take the plunge and face to face in such a case, you'll be out of trouble.

Especially in the case of pro-genet races like Delia and Milly.

If you're the type like me or Estella, you might not be so honest.

`But it's all right now!'

Delia thumped on the chest with a bang and swung with a bang. Nice!

"... Jillo. It's noisy."

queer

I'm sure I haven't spoken a word... Estella, have you awakened to a strange ability?

"Have you come up with any good idea?"

"No, I don't think so."

"But... are you all right?"

"Ah!"

Then Delia pointed confidently at me.

"Yasilo will do something about it!"

"What!"

What's wrong with this round throw?

"You told me earlier," "I'm saying, "It's all right," so it's all right!"

No, I told you!

That's about reconciliation with Milly, and it doesn't have anything to do with water shortages, does it?

"They'll think of something amazing that won't stop the river and relieve Milly's troubles! Jillo!? Right?"

......no, no, no.

What, am I a tonchi-bozu who keeps being ridiculed by my lord?

"Oh, Delia, you must be suffering from a memory conflict with extreme strain and strain. The fact that I was listening to Estella's difficulty just before that may have affected me. You know, I said, 'It's all right.'"

"...not?"

Wow... that face is as cowardly as Jeanette. If that's the case, it's even worse that Milly looks the same next door.

What? Are you guys a "cute terror" or something of a dark organization?Oh, come on.........oh!

"...do good,"

"Good job!"

"Thank you, Mr. Ottoman!"

They're happy that it's already been solved...

"Well, I'm looking forward to seeing what this will do for you,"

Come on, Estella. Don't look at me with a smile on your face.

d*mn! Are my natural enemies increasing in this city?

I tried to protest, but it turned out to be like this. . . .

But I could think of a way to make use of him and that he wouldn't be able to do anything about it.

Now, how on earth can you... ...impose this troublesome situation on them that I've been approached by?"

What are you thinking about???

"Yasilo! Everyone!"

Jeanette's voice came from the embankment.

Magda and Loretta towing Yodamari-tei No.7 And I took Umaro and Hammer, and where they picked it up, to Mormat and Imelda.

"Well... Jillo. What are you going to do this time?"

Delia's mouth is tingling at the big house she suddenly came to.

I guess it's because there's friction going on in all directions that's making me uneasy... there's MOMAT... but don't worry.

"What, you've decided?"

It's almost evening.

I've been quite out of business, but... well, I'll let you go today.

There's not much to do in the evening.

"I'm going to eat,"

If you eat a lot of delicious food and then talk calmly, you'll be able to melt all sorts of complaints.

And Delia. You're lucky.

Thank you, Jeanette. They brought me reliable people.

The matter this time seems to have been settled.