The Other World Con Artist's Management Techniques

After lunch, I rented the kitchen for several tens of minutes before heading to Filman's room.

"Isn't it a dungeon?"

"I can't keep Mr. Filman in such a place forever. Mr. Donnis is well aware of that."

Filman, who poured water on Donnis, was sent to dungeon by a single voice.

The servants rushed out of the dining room and agreed to Donnis's words, "Keep him in jail." Therefore, as a countermeasure against the "judgment of spirits," Filman seems to have been put in a dungeon. He seems to have been released in seconds.

I'm sure this has happened over and over again. Filman seemed to have followed meekly.

And now Filman is reportedly confined to his room.

He guided me to the old butler Venom, accompanied by Donnys.

He was an old man who looked up to him and thought it was the happiest thing to be able to work for.

"This is Mr. Filman's private room,"

"Oh, sorry,"

"Not at all," You have restored your smile to Mr. Donnis."

Venom says Donis had been wrinkling and sighing all these years.

I heard that he looked so sad that people around him were so sad that he wanted to hug him and stroke him on the head... Hey.

"You are confident that you will stroke that head and leave an ano unscathed?"

"Yes, Natalia," The point where I feel threatened is very strange. You must be aware of it."

Oh my gosh.

I wonder what this town system is like, where the degree of perversion increases with the rise of a manager or a steward.

"Mr. Donnis' smile is the treasure of all the servants, including myself, and I thank you very much, Mr. Claremona."

"Well, no... I didn't do anything in particular,"

"You are the master of smiles,"

"Will you stop calling me that name? Everything from now on!"

Does Estella's nickname ring to such a remote area?

It will be only a matter of time before we win the whole division.

"But, Mr. Oba," What the hell are you...?"

Venom looks at my cooking and frowns.

"He missed his lunch, didn't he? So I'm going to feed him."

"If it were to be cooked, I would have let the head chef cook it... and, as I said, Mr. Filman would not eat once he was confined to his shell."

so

Estella asked Donnis when Firman was angry at Donnis' remark and confined himself to his room. "What will happen to your diet, Mr. Filman?"

The answer to the question was butler Venom, who replied, "Mr. Filman, once you are in your room, don't eat."

However, they seem to be hungry, and they seem to secretly ask cooks to cook snacks later on.

In short, you're being stubborn.

Well, I don't know. I've had that kind of feeling before.

It's still immature. It's a time when you were you know?

"That's why I cooked something that I couldn't help but eat, no matter how bent my navel was."

Feeling hungry makes one is hungry.

It's easier to communicate with a guy who eats delicious food and smiles than with an irritated guy.

"Will Mr. Filman eat it?"

"It's all right. It's a special dish anyway."

As I exude confidence, Venom looks doubtful, but he seems to let me do whatever I want for the time being.

It would have been decided that letting us like ourselves would solve Donis's problems later on.

"Well, I'll leave the rest to you. Please let me know if you need anything."

Deeply thanked, Venom quits.

What's left is me, Estella, and Natalia.

There is a servant at the end of the corridor, but there is no one in front of the room. Perhaps a sulky Filman has barred access to the room.

When I was a kid, I used to want you to leave me alone when I was irritated.

Several servants stand at the end of the corridor, which runs in front of Filman's private room and runs on either side of the entrance to the room.

They keep us at a distance, but they are constantly monitored. It would be more accurate to be watched, but how does it look to the young Filman?"

It will be difficult to breathe in that way.

I'm afraid it's going to explode later if it's suppressed too much.

"It's me, Filman. Let me in."

knock on the door and call out to Filman

But... yes.

............ignore?

Oh, I see. Ignore it.........

"Late at night, in front of the gate." I don't feel guilty, but I feel a little guilty about meeting a boy at puberty -- well, long time ago. There was a boy in front of a certain factory..."

"Wait a minute! Don't talk any more!"

Suddenly the door in front of him opened violently and a flustered Filman appeared.

As soon as he grabbed me by the arm, he tried to force me into the room.

However, my strength is not very strong, and I can easily resist it.

"There are countless eyes here! ... "for God's sake, be careful what you say."

"All right. If you become cooperative, I won't say anything dangerous."

exchange words in a low voice while pulling each other in front of the door

Filman kept glancing at the servant down the corridor. It's okay. I can't hear you.

"I'd like to talk to you for now. Put in Estella and Natalia."

"Well... no, but... putting a woman in the private room..."

"I'll keep quiet to you."

"Wow! You said you wouldn't say anything dangerous, right?

"'I wish you'd be more supportive,'

"All right! Come on in! But don't touch me or touch me as much as possible, especially I swear I'll never do anything that will cause you any strange misunderstanding!"

This guy...He's just like Donnis, who makes his servant full of men by manipulating Marul.

Is it because of the environment I've grown up in? You might believe that he's my biological son.

The idea is exactly the same.

"Yes, Estella. Don't hug me as soon as you enter the room? Never?"

"...can't you?"

Estella gave me a very cold stare.

Doesn't this guy understand how to pretend?

Well, well... I know Estella doesn't hug Firman, actually. in character

"Mr. Estella. But you must not hug Mr. Jiro, either. You must never hug him."

"What!? I can't do it! Stop pretending! And I won't, I'll never!"

After staring at Natalia, Estella glares at me for some reason.

... Don't do that. That's how you heat it out. I'm sure Natalia will look as if she's "doing it."

"Anyhow, come in."

Wary of our servants, Filman invited us in.

The room is very spacious and, as a matter of course, tidy. ...with the exception of a few.

"...you seem to be using your bed very hard."

"Oh, well, this is, uh, uh...

The sheets were untidy and the pillows rolled far from the bed.

It's not good to throw your frustration at things, boy.

"Do you want me to fix it?"

"Oh, that's all right!"

Natalia's advice with my cooking in her hand, but Firman refused with all his might.

They don't want another woman to touch the bed.

Do you care about the smell? ...you can't even call the woman you want into your room.

"Well, I'll prepare you a meal."

Without sticking to it, Natalia, passing through the mess of the bed, puts the tray in her hand on the table and begins to serve the dishes I made.

"...well, what about this? Is that the waiter, by any chance?"

"No, I'm the one who made it."

"Is that so?"

a filmman with an oddly relieved look

......what!? No way.

"Are you... thinking, 'I like that person's cooking for the first time being?'"

"Why, why!?"

Wow, she's seriously ill!

Your first love is getting too complicated!

"Are you the type of girl who gets nervous when she sees a shop with the same family name as her favorite daughter?"

"No. There's no shop in this ward with the same name as him..."

"Well, "Whitehead" is a rare name,"

"Why, now, why do you see everything?"

"No, you were really reacting to 'Rabbit-san' a while ago!"

Doesn't this guy realize how bad he is?

"...is it easy for me, by any chance?"

"Well, if you don't look at it carefully, it may not be identified, but... on the contrary, I'm glad there's no store named 'Whitehead.' If I had, I think I'd have found out a long time ago."

If you get suspicious every time you walk in front of a store, or if you look at a sign without any meaning, or if you take a detour, you'll go all the way to the store.

"Well, but... when I passed in front of the 'Benali Bakery,' a meat pie shop run by a man named Nick Benali, it was only...."

"Serious! You're almost done!"

Why can't you smirk in such a half-hearted way?

"Bena's "Ribaker" Lee"? Don't make me sulky.

"Mr. Jiro, the table is ready."

"All right, then, eat fast, Filman."

lead Filman to a table remembering and "smelling"

I'd like to get down to speed and move on.

After all, he judged that he could not touch upon Donnis's prejudice against the "Asians" unless he had settled his love affair.

... worst of all, there's a possibility that Firman will smash it.

So I'm going to move on and settle it quickly.

"Well... I'm sorry, but I don't have an appetite right now... and I've never seen a dish like this before... and it's kind of red..."

"This is what Libeka Whitehead ate this morning."

"Really!"

I had a terrible bite.

My head turned to me with a cry of "Geez!"

Filman glued himself to the Mapo eggplant I made.

a mysterious dish that one has never seen before seen That's something that Libeka, her lover, said to have eaten, so she must be curious.

"This dish was made with a seasoning called bean paste sauce, which Libeka Whitehead is now making, and only Libeka Whitehead and his right arm Versa have ever eaten it in this city."

Bertha doesn't leave Libeka alone.

Firman would certainly give a strange guess at the drop of a hat.

"In this city... only Libekah ate the food..."

"And Bartha, too,"

"If I could eat it... just the two of us in this city..."

"Bartha is still alive," count it out."

"Only the two of you know the taste..."

"There's Versa, too!"

"Yasilo, it's no use, I'm sure. He probably doesn't hear it."

"And, Mr. Jillo," If you protect yourself so desperately, you'll see him looking at you like, 'Oh, Jiro, you know, I love mature women, hmm,' mainly from me.'

"Astella's opinion is reasonable," though I feel like throwing away Natalia's opinions."Who likes mature women?

I mean, Versa is not 'ripe' but 'dry.' There's little water left.

"Oh, now! May I have it?"

"Eat it! It's your first time, so I've left it like Libeka Whitehead."

"Ri, Libeka-like...!? Oh, my... my heart is pounding so fast that I'm drooling..."

That saliva is a physiological phenomenon caused by seeing something delicious, isn't it?

You're not drooling about Libeka in your delusion, are you?

Incidentally, Libeka-style is a sweet taste with less spiciness.

`Well, thank you!'

Filman scoops up a heap of mapo eggplant into a spoon and stirs it vigorously into his mouth.

"What!? ... what!"

As the taste of the Mapo eggplant spreads in the mouth, Filman's skill speeds up.

In no time, the Mapo eggplant on the plate disappears.

"Hmm! Hmm! Hmm!

Filman takes in oxygen through his nose because his mouth is so full. He's breathing like hell.

"It's delicious! It's so delicious!"

"This is still in the trial phase. It'll taste better if you age it."

"Is it still going to taste good!? ...as expected, Libeka..."

hmmm

I can't believe I'm such a clean inventor.

No, I don't like being held up, but I don't like being passed through.

This taste won't come true without libeca. That's for sure, but...

"Because of my suggestion, Libeka Whitehead has been in a good mood lately."

"It's amazing, brother! What's your name?"

"It's Jillo,"

"Yasilo, you're amazing!"

Yeah yeah

It would be nice to be respected like this.

"... you always say, 'I just taught you how to make seasonings in my hometown.'"

"If you don't mind, Mr. Jiro will miss you."

Don't look at the two glum faces over there for now.

Moderation is the best way to do everything.

"I'll listen straight to you, Filman,"

"Yes, what is it?"

Filman, who begins to show respect for me, responds favorably to my questions.

All right, let's pull Filman over here at once.

"You are reluctant to succeed the lord because you are Libeka Whitehead?"

"Uh......that's,"

Filman was at a loss for words for a moment, but he stared me in the face and nodded convincingly.

"It's no use hiding from Mr. Jiro, I'm sure." ...that's right. That's exactly what Mr. Yashiro said."

Filman seems to have made up his mind.

We begin to talk in front of us about what we might have never told anyone before.

"I understand that the work of a lord is precious. I am proud of myself for such a position, and I am grateful to Uncle Donnis for all his considerations so that I may be able to do so."

"Donnis looks at the Beasts with prejudice,"

"Jew? Jew?"

"There are a lot of such people among us," We don't call them "Asians" by any means."

Estella explains as a supplement.

Maybe the words touched the chord, but a vermilion was put on Filman's cheek, and his eyes twinkled.

"That's a wonderful idea. ...I envy you, the Forty-two wards. I'm sure that the 42 wards are not obstacles to marriage, such as race differences."

"I believe so,"

Estella herself hasn't thought about getting married yet, so I guess she can't say for sure.

But I'm sure they won't let it go.

"Mr. Estella is right,"

Natalia agrees with Estella.

proudly continue the words to justify the Lord's statement.

"The only obstacle to my lord's marriage is his lack of heart!"

`You don't have to say anything!'

"I have no heart!"

"Don't leave anything unnecessary! There's more left!"

It's Natalia where you choose the word "none" instead of "small."

"Oh, you know! I think a woman with a small chest is pretty!"

"I don't need to follow you, Mr. Filman," And I know, 'Well, I don't know why.'

Estella, who had been spewing so much poison, finally began to spew her own poison.

Filman is recognized as a Lolicon.

That's no use [can't it? After all, Filman's strike zone seems to be nine years old.

"May I get back to you now?"

"...d*mn. Sometimes when Natalia's there, Jiro stands on the 'decent human side' ... it's kind of frustrating."

As a man of common sense, I straighten up the atmosphere by looking at the people who are making a lot of noise.

Oh, my God. They'll fool around forever without me.

"Do you think that Donnis will object to the welcome of Libeka Whitehead?"

"...yes. I don't think I particularly dislike him, but in the first place, he seems to think that marriage to a race of beasts itself is impossible in common sense... because he is an old type of man."

As times change, people's values do not change.

In the past there was even a perception that marriage between aristocrats and veterans was abhorrent. It's not that Donnis is particularly eccentric, it's that he takes for granted.

It's hard to change the values.

"So I'm thinking about taking the next step with courage.""Next step...?"

"Yes! Ribe and I... It's her step in love!"

...I think he was stalking with the goal of 'eye contact' at the moment.

What's the next step?

"Say hi?"

"I'm thinking of running off with her!"

"You've skipped too many steps.

Or is it really a big staircase with a level difference? It's not a staircase, it's a wall, it's a cliff!

"And when I settled down, I said 'greet' and 'hold hands'..."

"Are you going to run off without a word of greeting?"

"That's kidnapping,"

"Yes. You'd better calm down once."

No one seems to agree with Filman's step in love. It's only natural.

"But what are you going to do, Jillo?"

In a low voice Estella speaks to me.

There's a little tension in my voice.

"Ribeka... there's someone in the church who's curious?"

"It's still uncertain,"

"I don't think it's a mistake from that feeling?"

"As much as you think, right?"

"That's... that's right,"

Bertha had said that for Libeka, there was a person in the church who had a strong attachment.

Libeka's reaction suggests she's the opposite s*x concerned.

...but it's only our prediction.

The truth may be different, and even if so, there is no room for Filman.

After all, he is considered the next lord.

If you break in and snatch... ...you should be able to do it normally.

"If it doesn't work, don't do it, just think about the next move."

We don't aim to have a girlfriend for Filman.

The aim is to put an end to Filman's overpowering unrequited love.

Fall in love and tell Firman, whose whole private life is fluffy, to put his foot on the ground.

"Surely. We may not be able to proceed until we see each other first."

Estella's words seemed to express the feeling that "although there is a high possibility that I will be refused."

When I met my eyes, he gave me a wry smile as if I had paid a lot of attention. Oh, that's what you think, after all.

"Have you ever spoken to Libekah?"

Candidates for the next lord and the number one koji mill, which can be said to be the cornerstone of the district. He may have known each other.

I thought, but Filman shook his head.

They seem to have never had a conversation.

"Oh, I don't talk until I get married..."

"I think it's probably impossible to get married without saying a word!?"

It seems that Estella couldn't help but add some tsukkomi to this.

Filman. It's no longer pure.

It's just a joke.

"But I've seen it many times!"

"One-sided,"

"I don't think Libeka noticed."

"To my credit, the act itself is the same as the criminal."

Filman is the only one who thinks he's making progress toward marriage.

As Estella said, it's unlikely that we'll be able to talk about it unless we let them meet.

What to do with Donnis comes after you see what happens to Firman and Libeka.

"Then shall we go see you?"

"No, no, wait! I can't!"

Filman clings to me and screams desperately.

"You'll find me in such a light!"

"I'm going to see you!"

What should I do, you criminal? I'm a complete stalker of thought.

"And!"

Filman crawls around me and comes close to my ears.

Hey, don't stick to it unnecessarily! You won't let a woman touch even her personal belongings!

"...when I leave the house, a servant follows me." I don't want to know Mr. Libeka yet. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .."

The reason why we sneak out in the middle of the night is because we have to hide in the dark.

Libeka isn't the only one he has to hide from, is she?

"All right. Then I'll take you out."

"...can you do it?"

"Oh, what if Estella and Natalia would cooperate?"

When I winked at my reliable companion, he looked very disgusted.

Well, don't look like that. Helping people, helping people...huh.