The Other World Con Artist's Management Techniques

Twenty-nine wards are desperate to press the beans.

"I was asked for directions on the way, but I was forced to do so."

"Oh, my God. I'm sure that's meant to be "thank you."

Marul laughs with a hazy face.

I don't need such intrusive "thanks." If you don't have Marul's tax exemption certificate, you'll be charged.

`Send me the bean anyway,' It's a specialty, isn't it?"

"Oh, that's impossible~" We received a large order for the bean sprouts the other day, so the lord bought them up. It doesn't go around in ordinary households."

A smile and a meaningful smile between giggles and light laughs.

It seems that the influence of our teaching of bean paste to Libekas is beginning to appear in the 29th district.

Assent's early approach to business negotiations may be a big part of it.

We had an appointment yesterday on the 1st Arrival, and now we are having a relaxing tea at Marul's house.

`Well! I've drawn an illustration of the general!'

"Oh, Mokoka," I can't believe I'm a general. What an interesting girl!"

"He's the greatest man in this house, and he's a general!"

"Well, what shall I do? Hey, Cindy?"

"You may do as you please, sir,"

"Oh? Then, it's fun, so it's okay."

"Yes, it's interesting, isn't it?"

Mokoka's interview ended in five minutes.

At first glance, my eyes twinkled, "Oh, cute insect tribe."

After a few words, I was already absorbed in it.

Then, upon presenting his speciality -- illustrations -- he decided to hire Mokoka.

Thus, new members joined the waiters of Marul's mansion, which had not been seen for years or decades.

Marul appreciated Mokoka's talent and agreed to work with the information paper and to go to Becko to study.

Mokoka drew and learned illustrations whenever she wanted, and spent the rest of her time serving. However, if Marul needs it, he will give top priority to his work as a waiter.

"Well, it's cute. Is this me? Isn't it too cute?"

"No, no. You're good at catching the characteristics."

"Thank you very much for your praise!"

I'm afraid I'll get on with it.

I mean, I'm getting used to it completely. That's a great way of communicating with Mokoka.

"Look, palms! It's me. Don't you think it's cute?"

"Oh, cute," It's very similar."

"Uh-huh. So I'm cute myself, right? You're good at palm pippies."

No, I don't think there's anything "good" about interpreting it myself...

"...Yasilo has a cool mouth even for older people."

"I don't have that kind of mouth, Magda,"

"...even younger people can afford it."

"Am I unprincipled?"

"...favorite young girls."

"That's too false!"

It's not my favorite food!

"...what if there was a young G-cup girl?"

"…………………"

"Don't you mind, Jillo," And there's no way there's such a little girl."

Estella, who doesn't want to admit her defeat, expresses her wishful desire.

if there may be any Some elves haven't aged at all for hundreds of years.

I, Estella, and Magda are here in the twenty-ninth leg.

Magda... must be a coward to stay by Mokoka's side and get him on the news paper... ...though he hasn't said it.

"Magda is cute, too!" as much as I want to serve you."

"... Magda has a lot to pull."

"Yes, that's too bad,"

Marul is also very fond of Magda.

If it's a freak ranking, Magda will be ranked high.

If I had left Natalia by Mokoka's side any longer -- Mokoka would call her "beautiful woman" without asking for help -- his facial muscles were about to stiffen, so I left her alone.

I didn't need a replacement, but when I asked Magda if anyone wanted to go, she said she wanted to. I thought Loretta might want to go, but... he seemed frustrated at the failure of the set meal and stayed at the Yodamari-tei to steal Jeanette's skills.

Jeanette, who was about to go, was holding Loretta in her arms to stop her.

Imelda seems to have been impressed by what he said: "Technology steals.

Well, I'm going to the twenty-fourth leg soon, and I guess you've decided that's all right this time.

"If you don't mind, will you join us?"

This time, I came to see Marul not only about Mokoka but also as an invitation to a banquet to be held at the 24th Church.

If Marul comes, Donis will participate 100%.

Donis and Filman and Libeka and Sophie are essential to the banquet. Regardless of Filman, the key is whether he can pull Donnis well.

but --"

"I'm sorry," I can't go anywhere else without good reason."

I was flatly refused.

I liked Magda and Mokoka, so I thought they might be caught by the church's fellow beasts."

"You came to see me in the Forty-second Ward without reason."

"That's what you've,"

Come on, then.

"If you go to the twenty-fourth leg, you'll see your lord, won't you?"

Maul's eyes asked, "That's the end, isn't it?"

You don't understand me at all.

"Especially now -- now that I have a whole 'BU' problem, if I secretly meet with the lords of other wards, the problem will get bigger." Even if it didn't mean much, you know. I have no doubt that the Forty-two wards, who have given the guide, will feel bad.""Is that so?"

I can't say for a moment that I don't intend to do so. I have no ulterior motive.

Still, as if to gloss over it, Estella offers "on the surface" excuses.

"I thought it would be a fun event, and I hoped it would be." I'm sorry."

"Well, I'm very sorry," I'll invite you to another opportunity."

"Yes. I'd love to."

Another opportunity is when all the trouble is cleared up.

I might call you to the feast in the Forty-Second Ward, as Bertina would like to do.

"Yes, as for the lord of the twenty-four wards...Palm Pippie, did you say something to him?"

It was an emotional tone that made me feel a little guilty.

Well, I told you.

"I've got a letter," in name only in answer to a letter I wrote to introduce them."

I'll send you a letter saying so.

It is a letter written in good handwriting that gives a strong impression of firmness.

The sealed wax bears the emblem of the lord of the twenty‐four wards.

"You said you would write a letter one of these days, but you did it right away, that single hair."

"Puff!"

Marul, who was making a deliberate angry expression, burst out laughing.

Marul must have been curious about that hair, too.

"Smiling... but no more palm pippies... don't make me laugh." I was going to scold you a little bit... chuckle."

Well, I don't remember being scolded.

I accept the letter that I was offered, in a trance, etc. I'll open the letter right away, for you may read it.

"Dear, my old friend--"

The letter began with a sentence like that.

Then, aristocratic greetings follow from seasonal greetings.

And

"The people in your letter, especially Oba, were very interesting."

"Oh, you liked it, didn't you, Jillo?"

"Don't be noisy. Don't read it."

Estella, looking over my shoulder at the letter, grinned and said unnecessary things.

I'd like to ask you why I'm reading letters over my shoulder and not touching anything soft on my back for an hour.

In addition, Donnis's letter was written in stilted terms about Filman's beginning to change under our influence and that his long-standing troubles might soon be resolved.

Just looking at the content, it seems that we have received a lot of recognition.

It might be an appeal that the eagle appreciates the people you have introduced. ...well, I guess so.

Then, the flow of the story is led in the following direction: "Eagle's troubles will be solved soon, and then we will have time."

Well, I mean, that's not it.

I've just said that I'm a forerunner to your invitation to drink tea when I have time.

The letter goes on to a concluding greeting, hinting at such contents in a roundabout way, just as if they were "pumping it up."

"When the weather is bad, don't get sick.

P.S. Soon a new seasoning will be created in our district. If there's anything you want to say, I'd love to hear your thoughts.

See you later.

Donnie's Pippie.'

"Hoot!"

`Whoosh!'

Something strange got into my trachea!

I can't stop coughing...!

"You know, it's a letter that Palm Pippi can only think of as saying, "I've been suffering for half an hour."

Is that the root of Marul's dissatisfaction... it's certainly painful.

What are you going to write for me, that single-haired jeezy!

Hey~ I'm wearing Donnie's Pippie!

"... well, let's make a claim for it'said he.

The back of the throat makes a rustling sound. The back of my lungs is prickly and itchy.

Behind me, Estella choked, "I'm sick."

"But, you know, Palm Pippi introduced me to a very good girl... and I have to answer your letter."

Perhaps, well, Marul knows exactly what we want.

That's what "answer" means when you try to understand the situation in a good way.

"And, you know... I might as well have one drinking friend."

As he said so, Marul had a little smile on his face that he had never seen before.

He himself has given up everything to become a lord and lived his life. In the midst of all this, they probably don't hate the other person who continues to like themselves.

This guy seems to be looking forward to becoming a drinking friend.

I don't think so... but I suppose there was some intention there.

So I had long given up marriage -- but when I saw Theron's bricks, I thought of marriage as a means.

It didn't come to fruition because it didn't have any connection, but once it was a marriage that saw its potential, I was still excited... ...with that person who had always thought of me if I could.

"By having Tracy meet first, we can create a track record that ""it's easy to bring in a story if you introduce Marul,"" and we can get rid of our vigilance."

And you sent us to the Twenty-Fourth Ward with all your might to find the future you want -- knowing that the situation is quite complicated -- to get us to do something about it?"

"Oh, no. Palm Pippie".

Maybe I looked too hard to read Marul's mind. When Marul was about to receive a letter from Donis, he complained to me like this.

"Secrets make women beautiful. It's not a gentleman's business to see through everything."

It was a statement that could prove that my assumption was not far off.

Even for Marul, it is a supposition that "this much has been read."

In other words, it can be interpreted as a confession that says, "Don't pry into the facts because they're irrelevant."

"I don't think it's good,"

Marul continues his story without looking at him.

Fold the letter carefully and stow it away as if it were a treasure.

"He's been alone ever since he met me."

"He's Mr. Donnerty, isn't he?"

After a dry cough, Estella confirmed, but Marul just looked at her and said nothing.

They tell me not to ask stupid questions.

"I might have had a different way if I had given a clearer answer."

Is a different path a path for Marul or for Donis...

"I was kind of scared to reply. That's why I put it off... all the time."Hold the letter in the envelope to your chest, and look out the window.

Marul looks very girlish. Surprisingly speaking, what about you, Donis?

"Are you afraid of having that kind of relationship with the lords of other wards?"

A love affair between lords would create a great stir involving people around them.

Political maneuvering, entanglement, speculation, ploying, and dubious maneuvering will be the result.

Estella also looks at Maruru with serious eyes, perhaps from the point of view of her lord.

But Maul dyed his cheeks lightly and waved with a shy smile.

"No, isn't it? I was afraid of love itself."

I mutter when I see Maul shaking his shoulders with his pale red cheeks under his back wriggling.

"What are you saying, O'Bahan?"

"... Jillo,"

"I'm much more afraid of you now,"

"... Jiro. She used to be a girl."

"Oh, I know," I know, but the visual information is too strong."

Magda gently admonishes me, but I want you to understand the inevitable.

The destructive power of Obahan, who dyed his cheeks and wriggled his body... I, who is pacifist and gentle, want to visit him.

"He was -- very serious." I didn't know about love, so I was a little scared of that single thought."

Donnis's dedication to his work is heavy, isn't it? It's no use being frightened.

"He and I were young back then... we were clumsy together."

"How old were you?"

Estella is gritty about how much she's interested.

Well, I guess girls like this story because Magda's ears are up next door. I'm not at all intrigued by Obahan's love story.

"He was twenty years old... when I was nine."

"You too, Donnie!"

I shouted involuntarily out of the window.

Can't you keep out the noise?

"... Jillo,"

"Well, Magda," I'm sure I'm not to blame."

What's going on?

Is the strike zone of the Donati family limited to nine years old?

Is that the rule!?

"... it's a family disease, isn't it, there, Lolicon? -- Filman, isn't it really Donis' son?"

"That's not true," Mr. Donnerty is unmarried."

Estella follows her, but her face is twitching.

Looking at the age gap, Filman still looks more decent. I'm fourteen and nine years old. If the age difference is five years old, it's quite common. I don't think you're nine years old.

But Donnis! No, not Ome!

He made advances to his nine-year-old daughter at the age of twenty... isn't it a crime!

"Is he Javier?"

"Yasilo, don't say the person in charge of the great guild is like a criminal."

It's a similar thing.

No, it's more of a pronoun.

"Forced Translation Magic," if you say the word ""Rorikon,"" you'll probably ask back, ""Is it Javier?""" It must be so.

"It would be scary if I were approached by a 20-year-old man at the age of nine."

"Isn'

Marul nodded happily to Estella, who showed a certain understanding. I was so happy and embarrassed that I was in full bloom in love mode... Wasn't it late at night?

"That was the first time you had been proposed to by a lord of another ward."

"Did you propose?"

"That's how serious he was... oh my gosh."

Stop "Huh!"

My tightly clenched fist was restrained by Magda's little hand and never swung down. Thank you Magda, Maul. Without Magda, your front teeth would have gone by now.

"But I was young at the time, and what was more, I was the next lord of the manor. After all, I didn't hear of it."

The twenty-ninth Ward could not have married the next lord to another ward.

"And when my brother was born and I was no longer the next lord... because I was a little bit more rough." I really don't like it because I'm not good at dating."

"There's a timing, right?"

Estella calls out to Marul, a self-deprecating smile.

After that, he glanced at me.

...what's the matter?

Are you asking for consent?

Don't ask me, what?

"...the opportunity is not to wait, but to make."

Magda says softly, but in a clear voice.

Look straight ahead with your usual half-eyed eyes, not at anyone but straight ahead.

"...happiness escapes faster than you think. If you want to get it, you must go after it with all your might."

Magda's hand grips the hem of my clothes.

"... Magda will do her best not to lose anything she doesn't want to lose."

Magda used to wait for her parents' return.

A helpless little girl who thought she could wait and cry and her parents would come back.

Magda had really empty eyes when we first met.

You've grown strong, haven't you?

He pats Magda's head to distract her hair, which has recently become more cohesive.

Everyone knows you're working hard.

That's all right.

You won't lose anything anymore.

"Well... Magda is right,"

Marul is also upset by the little girl's words.

"You must use whatever means you want."

I'm scared when you say it, Maul.

I feel something black at every end of the word, you know.

Magda and Maul stared at each other and nodded.

"...just waiting brings happiness to the owner of the explosive milk.""I don't think so!"

Estella, it's a desperate protest.

"...only the manager is bringing good luck by standing by."

"It's true that there are good connections around Jeannette, but... Jeannette is also doing a lot of course.

"…Of course, I am aware of that. But......that bombshell is cowardly."

"The only one who came to my heart was Jillo said.

"Hey, that rumour-damaging machine,"

Who was sucked in by the bombshell? I haven't smoked yet.

"Huh. You guys are really lively and fun."

Marul stands up with the letter in his arms.

He approached the extravagant shelves at the back of the room and put Donnis's letter in the drawer.

"Now, that's the end of the story,"

clap one's hands and turn around

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

"I hope the palm-pippi scheme goes well,"

Was my and Donnis' past story a clue to me?

Use it to capture Donnis.

And now that I've given you that many hints, you're going to tell me to do what's in my interest, O'Bahan.

Well, that's for sure. Once we know Donnis' past, we'll have more cards.

It's also possible to guess the past in spiritual mode.

Above all, it is a powerful tool to shake off that the age of Firman's mistresses is the same age that Donnis then fell in love with.

Is this a loan?

Or are you borrowing it?

Marul smiles provokingly at us in the wind of falling in love with the girl mode.

You can get whatever you want by any means.

That's Marul's belief.

'If you give me what I want, you can use me as much as you like.'

Marul's face, with a relaxed smile, seemed to say so.

Hmm. That's fine.

Then I'll use it at best. ...to destroy the stupid system you've created.

"Mokoka".

"Oh, what do you want?"

"Are you thankful to me?"

`I'm so grateful!'

You're an honest and nice girl, Mokoka.

"Then what I have asked you to do will come true?"

"I'm Rong of Mochi! I'll make it come true even if it's my life!"

"Then..."

glance at Marul

"I hope you will like it to your employer,"

"Oh! It's where I want it!"

Whether you know my intentions or not, Marul never loses his smile.

There's a poker face on the board. What a nuisance!

"It's easy for me to give up my wish if I say, 'I'm asked to do it by someone important.'"

I'll give you an excuse to say, "If Mokoka says that much, there's nothing I can do about it."

Perhaps what you want and what I want are consistent.

In order to do this, we must first make the banquet a success.

"Well, Marle," Will you write to Donnis?"

"Oh, my God. I don't know what to write, even if you tell me all of a sudden."

"Why, it's all right to say simple greetings and small talk?"

With a mask of smiles, we begin negotiations.

"Well... wouldn't it be all right to write about hiring a new waiter, or 'if there's anything fun there, I'd love to hear it?'"

"Well, yes. I'm looking forward to your reply."

We no longer know how much we owe.

So let's take a step here -- if we both get the most out of each other's pocket -- and do something about it.

I'll ask for your cooperation in breaking down BU, Maul.

We asked Marul for a letter and went back to the 42nd district.

I was swayed by a carriage and took a detour around the cliff.

Oh, really... ...that's a tough detour.