The Other World Con Artist's Management Techniques

The moment I thought I was dead, somehow I was 20 years old and my body was 16 years old.

Looks like a child, brains like an adult! And tomorrow I'll probably be dead! Hahahahah ☆

I can't laugh!

It's really bad.

After that, I relied on my intuition and kept going straight all day, but the scenery I could see remained the same, and only the vast plain spread before me.

...Did I go in the wrong direction? If I had gone the other way, I wonder if there was a village.

The walking speed of a human being is probably six kilometers per hour, and if you walk more than ten kilometers per hour, it's about four kilometers... five kilometers per hour, right?

So when I started walking, the sun was just above me, so it was noon, and now the sun is completely down. In the Kanto region, the sun sets about 18:00 p.m. in early April.

In other words, the total distance traveled was 30 kilometers per hour, since they walked at 5 kilometers per hour for six hours. Hey, let's go from Tokyo to Yokohama... What do you mean by that I can't even find any sign of human habitation? I don't even see animals.

What prefecture are you in...?

It's not like America, is it?

Don't say Easter Island or Savannah...

God is a bit stupid, after all.

What do you mean by saving my life and then killing me again?

For example, when you're hungry, 10,000 yen comes down and you're like, "I've done it now!" But there's no restaurant around, right?

It's amazing to have a go-kon.When I heard that a beautiful woman with big breasts came and got excited, I just came here with a boyfriend for a friend, right?

Please refrain from lifting and dropping it!

Well... I'm hungry.

The grass here is too hard to eat... Huh? Of course I tried it once. It's only natural. ...at least it can be tempura, or ......no, it can't be.

"………………It's cold."It was warm when the sun was out, but when the sun went down it suddenly became cold.

Hunger reverberates in my body.

People seem to be able to live without eating or drinking for about three days... ...but modern people are not that tough.

I feel like I can't live without a supermarket nearby.

Ah... there were bread ears left in the hiding place... what a waste."Well.........

"...why did he eat bread, I...would have eaten meat or something?"

No matter how much money I got, the food I ate wasn't delicious.

Somehow I felt like I was eating gravel.

So I was eating bread ears and junk vegetables out of the small change I had picked up on the roadside. I'm not sure what a man over thirty is doing, but that's all I could eat.

The stable master's "losing change sensor" and the landlady's "waste vegetable cooking method" were very successful.

Ha... I think it's the most useful thing I've been taught.

Ah... I'm eating the landlady's boiled fish... Oh, boiled fish too, that's it, deep fried gori... It was delicious.

Gori is a general term for gobyish freshwater fish, sometimes referring to different fish in different regions. We used to call him Gori.

You look ugly, but you're elegant, refreshing, and delicious.

Squeeze a lemon for deep-fried gori... It's my stable master's favorite food, and I thought I had a good time with it...

Hey... I'm getting more and more hungry...

"d*mn it! I wonder if I can die here!"

I stood up with all my strength left in my body.

And I started running with all my might, looking forward!

The direction may be different. If you go back, if you change direction... all of that stuff will run away!

First, I decided, "Like this!

It's nothing else. I've decided!

If you bend it, it's runaway! If you run away, you'll never win!

I believe in me and live for me! That's why I run!

Believing that there was a bright place ahead to welcome me under the dark sky, I simply moved my feet.Shout from the bottom of your heart, shake off fatigue, hunger and fear.

And...!

Oh, my God!

...... I'm exhausted.

Believe in yourself, but you can't do anything impossible. When you lose, you lose.

It's all over.

I can't move at all.

The heart, which contracts violently because of full speed, will eventually stop.

goodbye

Goodbye, world.

Then I closed my eyelids.

the next time I open my eyes, I'll be about six years old."

I feel something faintly...

Wrap-up warmth, hard floors, irregular vibrations...

"...what!"

Open your eyelids and raise your body.

There was a stranger in front of me.

...Oh my gosh! English is too hard for me as a junior high school graduate.

「○▲☆◆×＠＆％＄＃――？」

A mysterious foreigner talks to me, but I have no idea what he's saying.

I know it's a questionable sentence, but...

"Bba, bba, bba, bba, bba, bba

「？？？」

d*mn, can't you even understand "perdon"?

If you don't understand "what?" you can't ask "what?" back!

It's like, "You need a can opener to take out this can opener!"

I mean... what's this?

I can't communicate, so I'll try to be open and calm here. Calm down, me.I'm talking, but I can't understand it anyway. Ignore it and gather the information you can get.

First of all, this foreigner.

He's a man. And he's big. I don't know for certain because I'm sitting down, but I'm probably just under 190 centimeters tall. Her hair is long and tied in one behind her. Is it a bandman? But my hair is damaged and I don't think it's well-maintained.

And he is wearing armor. ...Cosplay?

I don't know what the character is because I don't watch anime, but it's a very elaborate design. It's made to look as if it's really meant to be an adventure. Cosplay should look good, and lighten the rest.

Weapons! Spears!

What do you think of long clothes in cosplay? There are events with length limitations, and isn't it inconvenient to travel by train?

Finally, it's where we are.

It's rattling and vibrating. I'm afraid you're on the move.

The wooden floor is filled with loads of luggage, and the walls and ceilings are covered with cloth. Is this cloth a hood?

Listen carefully and you'll hear a light hoof.

Well, this is a carriage. I'm on the carriage platform now.

A large three-mat platform is covered with a large hood covering all directions. Some of the cloths at the front and back can be rolled up, so you can probably look out of there. There is a small opening in the front and a large opening in the back.

a load of luggage They seem to be carrying this large amount of luggage.A carriage means there must be a coachman outside.

This cosplay man and I are the only ones on the loading platform. ...what a nasty atmosphere!

Cosplay men are probably in their late twenties at a glance...

There's a smile on his face looking at me, but it's kind of obscene. Yes, people who try to use people often laugh like this.

You've got to be on your guard.

「○▲☆◆×＠＆％＄＃？」

Cosplay men still talk to me in incomprehensible language.

If you listen carefully, it doesn't sound like English. It's like a language unfamiliar to the ear.

...is this also part of cosplay?

As I watched him, my stomach bug suddenly gave me a loud cry.

... because I haven't eaten anything for almost a day.

The costume-playing man smiled, made a gesture of "wait a minute" with his hand, and began to hunt for his luggage.

Then he offered me a dark lump.

Is this...... bread?

「○▲☆◆×＠＆％＄＃」

While we talk about something, we pour the golden liquid out of the water bottle and hand it over to us. I was held with a cup of soup in both hands and what seemed to be bread.

Will you give it to me?

When I asked him that with my eyes, he was not sure if it had been conveyed, but the cosplay man made a gesture like, "Go ahead."

Thank you! Thank you for the food!

I didn't hesitate to nibble at the bread and gulp down the soup.

Huh!? This is...!?　

Madds!

"You can't eat it!? What's this soup!? If you want to lightly season it halfway, it's better to be tasteless, right? And what's this? You don't say bread, do you? Apologize to Yamazaki, Daiichi, and Shikima!"all you have to eat stuff one's stomach with something crude that can't be called that much rice.

with all possible swearing If you don't do that, you'll almost knock stone bread on the floor in hatred.

No matter how I curse, the cosplay man is smiling. I really don't seem to understand the language.

I mean, I've had a bad feeling for a while.

the manner of this man

the comfort of this carriage

the taste of this shitty bread

And the smell of earth and air that has been floating...

I'm afraid not think so.

I don't think it's possible.

However, as a person who has already experienced an impossible phenomenon, I cannot dispel that unpleasant imagination.

「○▲☆◆×＠＆％＄＃」

The cosplay man patted me on the shoulder and said something and rolled up a part of the hood.

A part of the hood that had been roped to the loading platform is removed and the side cloth is rolled up.

It was bright outside and smelled like morning. Apparently, I was sleeping for half a day.

And the view reflected in the morning sun...

"... again, this is like a picture."

There are countless horse-drawn wagons on the wide brick road, and huge walls rise up along our way. Twenty meters... is not enough. a heavy wall over 30 meters high

There is another heavy gate about 10 meters high, with horse-drawn cars lining up in front of it.

Around the gate, countless armed men stand guarding the area with spears.

Beyond the towering walls, a higher spire peeped over his head, strongly indicating his presence under the clear blue sky.

Yes, it's a fantasy world like a picture-like fantasy.

If you didn't go back in time to medieval Europe... ...this is a different world.

"...Really?"

As the carriage approaches the huge gate, the people gathered there are clearly visible."Ah... I'm sure this is it."

The soldier's face with a spear was a lizard.

In the queue of horse‐drawn cars, there are some guys who look like cats. But it's not a cat. They're clothed and talking on two legs. I had a conversation with a sheep face.

If I remember correctly, there would have been no sheep face in medieval Europe.

In other words, this is a completely different world.

「○▲☆◆×＠＆％＄＃」

When I was conscious of the impossible scenery, a cosplay man -- or, in this situation, this armour wouldn't be cosplay -- slaps me on the back with a proud expression.

「○▲☆◆×＠＆％＄＃」

'What do you think? That's great.It's a town, isn't it?"

I'd love to tell you if I could understand your language. 'You didn't make it, did you?'with

Eventually my carriage slowed down and stopped.

As I was leaning out of the loading platform, the coachman who was driving this carriage stepped down from the cab and walked this way.

He was a bird in the face of a bird.

"A bird... a literary bird?"

"It's not a bird of letters, I am a member of the Aum race."

"Oh, that's rude,"

"No, no,"

By saying so, the Aumites bowed respectfully.

What!?

"Why!? I can't talk to the man in this armour!? Why with birds?"

"It's not a bird, sir," I am a member of the Aum race."

"No, I heard it before!""Hahaha! You must be surprised."

As I was talking to the parrot, I heard another voice from behind.

Looking back, I saw a man laughing at me instead of cosplay.

"Is it your first time to come to All Bloom?" No, I guess you never even went on a trip. I've been able to live with such a device."

The man suddenly started speaking Japanese and nodded with admiration at my clothes.

"Why did you suddenly become able to communicate?"

"That's right, isn't it?" for he came under the influence of the Spiritual Church."

When I turn my eyes, the parrot coughs away and begins to explain.

"All Bloom is the largest city in Galair Bloom that has made remarkable progress under the auspices of the Spiritual Church. It is very difficult to communicate with people of all races and races in this city. That's why our precious spirit, Alvi, has been subjected to [forced translation magic] throughout the city with the help of miracles."

"[Forced Translation Magic] ...?"

I think I can understand the meaning of it just by looking at the letters.

"Under the influence of this magic, whatever your partner or language is, it's translated into words that are most familiar to you. You can also learn about the value and market value of the currency if you apply for it says.

"Application? To whom?"

`Of course to the spirit Alvi!'

Parrots bend their wings deftly and pose for prayer in front of their chests.

Application to the spirit god...?

I will try to imitate a parrot, clasp my hands in front of my chest, and pray in my heart.

Well... I'd like to know a comparison between the currencies here and the Japanese yen --

Then suddenly a translucent board appeared in front of me.

In the middle of nowhere, images emerged as if a television were on. I could touch my finger when I approached it. It feels like a touch panel. Oh, I can scroll.I don't know what principle the translucent panels that have emerged are floating in front of me and standing still. Is this also due to the power of the spirit Alvi?

If you read the letters on the panel --"

"All Bloom's Currency Rb (Ruben)

100 yen = 10Rb

20Rb of wheat bread, which the general public uses as a staple, at an average price."

--is indicated.

What an easy‐to‐understand system!

"What do you think? It's convenient."

A man who is not cosplaying proudly says it again.

That's why it's not your credit, is it? ... well, I wouldn't say it if I could understand the language.

"A lot of people gather here. Therefore, merchants naturally gather. If you can't communicate in such a place, you'll have a lot of problems."

I understand what you mean.

If you don't understand the language, business negotiations won't be concluded, and if you do business with an interpreter, you won't know what kind of disadvantages you'll suffer.

There is no end to the possibility of an interpreter cheating, the other party blames him for not listening to it, the possibility of a mere miscommunication or unintended communication... just thinking about it.

But if all the words and characters are translated into a language familiar to themselves, that problem will be solved.

Well... fraud makes it harder to work. "You're the one who doesn't listen" seems to be hard to use.

"Oh, yes. You're late in bowing. I'm Ouha... well, in this kind of world, I'm better off with my name... I'm. Thank you for your help."

"I am Norbert," He's the Wishart's housekeeper who rules over the thirtieth leg."

The Wisharts who rule the Thirty Wards must be a well-known nobleman. and I must be proud of myself as the man behind me.""Oh, that Wishart family! This was saved by an amazing person."

"Why! We're together when we're in trouble!"

Gahaha, Norbert laughs.

What a load of vanity! You look like that.

The aristocrats are rich, aren't they? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

Okay, let's use honorifics from here on out.

"I'd like to give you something back... I'm afraid I don't have any with me... if I could get back home, I might be able to give you something back."

"No! Don't worry! I just did what I deserved!"

said Norbert, whose nostrils bulged greatly.

He's a hyena's face smelling gold.

That, too, seems sure to get money... Why? I don't have any money on me, and I look just a high school student, but where does the smell of money... Oh, I see.

I put my hand in my pocket.

It's a blazer. This is what gives Norbert confidence.

Norbert's armor is made with considerable care. If Norbert was a merchant of noble families, this armour would be of a very high quality. And this parrot's garb, which seems to be Norbert's companion.

However, in my opinion, it is poorly made. plain cheap be inexperienced in technology

If this was a luxury item, the public would be more shabby in their clothes.

In the meantime, it's my blazer.

The sewing is solid, and above all, the colors are vivid. The coat is bright blue and the tie is dark blue. The trousers are light gray and the shirt is sober white.No one in this sort of dress would be so in the aristocracy.

In other words, Norbert sees my clothes and assumes me to be a nobleman or a party to it.

He kindly cared for me, who had fallen and had no idea what to do, shared meals without hesitation, and carried me to town. In Norbert it would be a great deal of gratitude. 100,000Rb is worthless in terms of money. It's a million yen. It's still about cheap, isn't it?

It may have been good to wear light clothes. If a young man like me was down in the middle of the plain without any good equipment, it would be normal to think that he had been involved in an accident. I'm told that the helpers will be enthusiastic things. Of course, expect a large reward.

Yeah. I see.

The other world is not much different from the original world, is it?

I don't want to be a real good person.

Everybody loves money.

What's wrong with you?

That sounds like fun, another world.

I... might be able to get along in this world. as a con artistically

"Mr. Norbert," I will pay the introductory tax."

"Well, by the way, his share."

After that Norbert winked at me and gave me a great deal of gratitude, "You don't have any, do you?"

be gratefully reserved for

A parrot walks to the gate and returns with two soldiers.

They seem to check the baggage on the loading platform.

It's called an introductory tax, so you'll probably be taxed for your luggage on the street.

In such cases, high-value things like gold and silver should be taxed a lot."

"May I ask you one question, Mr. Norbert?""What?"

"What's in this package?"

"Fur and armour, salt and fruit... and spices are the main attractions."

"Spice?"

"Oh, it's the best of Baocriere. Ah, do you know Baocriere?"

"Yes. It's a spice-producing area, isn't it?"

"Oh, are you familiar with that one......... with the possibility of being a Southern nobleman?"

I'll pretend not to hear Norbert muttering.

Well, anyone can tell if you're so proud of yourself. That's really a simple boss.

After I saw the soldier leave the carriage after he had checked his luggage, I spoke to Norbert again.

"Spices are expensive, aren't they?" especially when it comes to Baocriere's finest."

"Hmmm. That's exactly right."

Norbert puffs up his nostrils and laughs obscenely. He seems eager to show off.

carefully pull a palm-sized cloth bag out of a wooden box hidden behind one's back

There seems to be spices in there. It feels like 200 grams?

"Baocriere's spices are already of good quality and reputed to be first-class, but this year's spices are by far the best. It's usually said that it's the same value as money of the same weight... but that's not the case. It's worth at least twice as much money of the same weight!"

That's another top‐of‐the‐line product.

make a quick calculation

When I looked at it in Japan, the price of gold was 5,000 yen per gram... 5,000 yen for rounding it off, and 200 grams... Oh, a million yen!? And at least twice as much... two million yen for that small bag!?

"Then it's full of bags..."About 200,000Rb?""No, no. Half a million Rb would be cheap."

Five million... ...I wish I could. …………………………OK.

"Oh, I'm sorry," Can I go to the bathroom for a moment?"

"Toilet? Not here?"

"I'll be back in the shade."

"Oh, be careful...... shall we keep up?"

"It's all right, I'm not a child. Oh, yes, will you keep an eye on this container? It's so precious that it's hard to drop it."

I put my cheap purse in Norbert's pocket.

I understand Norbert's idea. I was worried that I might disappear as I had been obligated to do so. So I'm going to leave what I say is important. This will reassure you to come back.

Then, having this wallet 'look' becomes very meaningful.

"Oh, I see," Well, sometimes it's hard to come out with a companion. But hurry up, please. I'm almost done with the payment."

"Yes! I'll be right back."

The answer is clear and refreshing. This is the iron rule of fraud.

I get out of the carriage, sew between the other carriages, and approach the gate.

I see the back of a parrot at Norbert's. They seem to be paying taxes to soldiers.

run up there"Oh, what's the matter?"

A parrot notices me and turns to me.

I approached him with a smile and looked into the form that the parrot had filled out.

"No, I was wondering what immigration procedures were like."

He was rather deliberate and fluttered through the papers.

It's really been translated into Japanese.

Taxes are written on each item and calculated in detail.

"Hey, my dear fellow! I'm in the way!"

The soldier pushes me hard, perhaps because he got irritated with me looking at the papers.

As if I've been waiting for you, I'm going to fall big and stand up rubbing my head.

"Well... that's terrible, I can'

As he said, he dropped the 500 yen coin hidden in his collar.

A 500 yen coin jumps on the stone pavement with a squeaky metallic sound.

"Oh, my God!"

While I was talking like that, I pretended to be in a hurry and picked up the 500‐yen coin and put it in my pocket.

The soldier frowned suspiciously at the sight of my action.

"Hey, what's that?"

"What? Just now?"

"I just hid it! Take it out!"

"Oh, cool! If you don't get back soon, Mr. Norbert will be worried. Well, that's all!"

That's all I said, and I left the scene with a fierce dash.

"Wait a minute!"

shake a soldier's voice back to one's carriage

I glanced back and found a parrot in my place being seized by a soldier.

As in any world, counterfeiting coins is a felony.I looked at the coins Aum had paid in circulation in this city... well, they were poor quality silver coins. It may be pure silver, but the color is dull and the pattern is simple. They must be inexperienced in manufacturing technology.

It looked nothing like Japan's 500 yen.

Such a blatant drop of a different quality coin is suspicious of his behavior. You deserve to be suspected.

Thus the poor parrot was held captive. ...because of me.

I returned to the carriage and told Norbert that the parrot had been captured.

with the addition of 'maybe I'm suspected of having a counterfeit coin'

Then Norbert snuffed and resented????

"It's rude of you to put such a charge on me! You're rude to me, you're rude to the Wisharts! I'll never overlook it!"

--he bit me well.

"Well, Mr. Norbert," You should go and protest right now!"

"Well! ...but I can't leave the carriage as it is."

"It's all right! I'll take care of it!"

"Well, then, do it." I'm going to talk to the soldiers!"

Leaving the carriage, Norbert ran towards the gate.

What was left in the carriage was me and my innumerable baggage. And five million yen in spices.

Hmmm. I'd like to leave you alone, but it seems that only this town can communicate, and I'm not going to go back to that plain.

Let's take another step. . . . . . . . . .

I couldn't keep my face from smirking with a bag of spices in my hand.five million to five million to five million to five million.

A few minutes later Norbert and Aum return to the carriage with soldiers.

"That's a relief! I don't know. If it had disappeared, I would have turned it into a frog!"

Frog?

What are you talking about?

It seems that Norbert is very excited.

Rather, he's going to blow his anger at me without concealing it.

"Do you want me to explain?"

"Explanation? What?"

"Don't be silly! If you listen to me, it's your fault, isn'

"Cause......what?"

"Why!"

Norbert pulls me up. ...it's painful, but I'll give you a generous smile here.

"I can't see what you mean,"

"You have hidden the counterfeit coin!? That's why I was suspected!"

"I don't have any counterfeit coins,"

"Don't lie! I'll make you a frog!"

Another frog?

What's a proverb or something?

But for now...

"Is there any evidence?"

"What?"

This is the last time Norbert's strength has weakened.I straighten my collar and smile provokingly at Norbert.

"It's proof that I have a counterfeit coin."

"Hmm. There you go."

Norbert smiled triumphantly, as if he had been waiting for my words.

And what I took out was my wallet.

"This must be your possession, I suppose?"

He then flung the contents of his wallet to the spot.

One thousand yen and one ten thousand yen each, and a few small coins... a total of 10,286 yen.

... shabby. I was a member of society until recently, so I had a feeling... high school students are like this, the contents of my wallet.

"Oh, come on! These are the coins I've never seen before! I'm a merchant, and I swear! These coins are not in circulation anywhere!"

"Absolutely?"

"Hmm! Don't lick me! I'm a merchant! I know and have handled coins from all over the world!"

"Well, let's make a bet,"

"A bet?"

"If this coin is in circulation somewhere, please pay my entry tax."

"What if it's not in circulation?"

"Do whatever you like to frogs".

"Don't forget that word?"

"Mr. Norbert,"

With absolute confidence, Norbert smiles.

However, it was decided at once whether to win or lose.

I asked the spirit Alvi to give me the currency ratio, as I did when I checked the rate here.

100 yen = 10RbIt says clearly.

"Stupid..."

Norbert opens his mouth wide.

Well, it's no use not knowing. It's money from a different world.

For the time being, I'm going to get into the city. at Norbert's expense

I like it. Buy it's a treat. The best

"If this is not a counterfeit coin, then why have you done such a confusing thing!"

"I don't think it's confusing." I just hurriedly picked up the coins I lost, didn't I? Money is precious. Is there anything wrong?"

"Uh..."

"That's the one who got it wrong. I'm not to blame. Is it not?"

"Well......!"

There seems to be no murmur, so I'm going to leave right away.

"Well, here I am," Thank you for sending me. Also, the introductory tax."

wave away from a carriage

There was a tremendous outcry from behind.

"Wait a minute, my dear fellow!"

Norbert throngs in like a trotter on a stone pavement.

I can't stand wearing a collar again, so I'm going to confront you at a reasonable distance this time.

As he dodged his imminent arm, Norbert gave up catching him and spoke.

"Where did you give my spice!"

"Spice? Oh, then it was stolen by a bad person.""What about…………………………?"

Norbert reveals his innocence whether he understands my words.

But eventually Norbert blushes red, as if to recall his anger.

"You promised to keep the spice!"

"I didn't, I promise,"

"Are you going to tell a lie?"

"You're not lying," I didn't make that promise."

When Norbert had said it once and for all, he began to tremble.

"Phew, bastard, bastard, bastard, bastard, bastard, bastard, bastard!"

As I cried out, Norbert pointed at me with a loud voice.

`"The Spirit's Judgment!"'

The voice echoed through the sky, and a faint light enveloped me.

What's this? "Judgment of the Spirit"?

"This guy lied! Make me a frog!"

"Wait, I'm not telling you a lie!"

`Then I'll apply for a reference to the conversation record!'

Norbert said so, and a translucent panel appeared before him.

'It's rude of you to put such a charge on me! You're rude to me, you're rude to the Wisharts! You'll never overlook it!'

'Well, Mr. Norbert, You should go and protest right now!'

"Well! ...but I can't leave the carriage as it is."

'It's all right! I'll take care of it!'

'Well, then, do it. I'm going to talk to the soldiers!"What's this?

The conversation at that time is stored in detail and accurately.

How can there be a record like this? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

Then...

Can't you tell a lie in this town?

"Hahaha! What do you think! Look carefully!"

Norbert points triumphantly at the translucent panel.

It's the 'I'll see for sure!' part.

"You promise to keep the spice, don't you?"

"... what? Spices... 'protect'?"

My heart is still pounding, but I could see much of what Norbert was doing and what he meant.

Don't back down here. It's no use being taken advantage of. It's outrageous to be stepped on.

I'll push you back, I'll tell you back, I'll beat you back.

with absolute calmness

in a calm manner

with a relaxed look

I'm a top‐notch swindler.

"Is my eyes strange? I can't find anything like 'protect' anywhere..."

"What!? Stupid, you! In this fashion, 'I'm looking at my luggage' means 'I'll keep it safe from being stolen!'"

"No~? I don't think so."

"...what?""To 'see' is to 'see' only. It's nothing more or Nothing less. Are you "imagining" yourself again?"

"Well..."

Norbert staggered at my words.

"Well, then... what have you been doing?"

"It's just as it says here. I've been 'seeing' for sure enough."

"If you were watching, why was it stolen!"

"It's just 'I've been watching'."

"...what?"

"I've been "seeing" where spices are kept in the pockets of bad people."

Norbert's expression vanished from his face.

And the pale light that enveloped me faded out.

It seems that the "Judgment of the Spirit" is over. ...is it okay to say that we won?

"Well, I'm going now," If you still have any complaints, say to the Spirit who forgave me."

This time, I raised my hand and darted away.

...my heart was buckled.

What's that?

What is "Spiritual Judgment"?

Do you want me to be a frog? If I were lying, would I have been a frog?

That's no joke.

Also, conversation records!

I don't know!? Tell me first!

I almost turned into a frog!

Fraudsters who tell unthinking lies are third‐rate.

The real thing doesn't lie recklessly.Choose a word that is not false but not true.

The previous one is a good example. It's up to the other person to misunderstand that it's "look at = protect." We are not responsible.

And one more thing.

'He was stolen by a bad man,'

these words

Bad thieves leave the scene as soon as their work goes well.

--what an assumption you've got to make you shrug off your feet.

I take the finest spices out of my pocket.

The 'bad guy' who steals has always been in front of you.

This is not a lie at all.

Well, if you dare to argue that it's wrong, I'll answer without hesitation.

'He's a fool to be fooled.'

Thus, by the power of a mysterious fellow, I set foot in a mysterious and troubling city.

To All Bloom, which people in this world call a city where lies cannot be told.