The Other World Con Artist's Management Techniques

"There are some problems with your marriage this time."

Straight up, Bertha begins to speak in a slightly harsh voice.

"If nothing happens, Libekas is only nine years old. She's a young girl far from marriage."

Well, that's where you get stuck first.

It's impossible to get married at the age of nine.

Even that Marul hesitated at the proposal he received when he was nine years old.

As a parent, you'll only have to worry.

But it was Libekah who often said that his parents knew nothing about him, and who had bitten him with such anxiety.

"What are you saying, Versa?" I'm an adult now!"

Libeka's personality would hate being treated like a child in these situations.

It's predictable that they'll get angry and argue back.

But Versa, too, was accustomed to it, and snapped away, "No, I'm a child."

That's why it's a child named Libeka who becomes stubborn.

"You're an adult! You're a lady!"

"It's a child. It's a child."

"Adult! Adult! Adult!

"He's an immature child both physically and mentally who gets irritated easily."

`Oh, my God!'

"She's a little girl who hasn't even got her wet."

"No!? What are you saying!? No! That's not true! That's not true... Uh, just by chance! Just by chance!"

Libeka didn't say "That's not the case!" because she heard the word "spiritual referee." Occasionally... You know, don't you?

"Oh! If it breaks down, it's Versa's fault! It's the curse of unmarried babaa!"

Hey, poison!

Bertha can be hurt, too!

I think it's cool to have a woman who lived in work and a life of mission!

...so where am I following you?

"Well... he hated it... he hated it because he didn't like it..."

a shrugging libeka

I feel like crying. I mean, don't cry, you know.

But not so much the sadness of a broken heart as the embarrassment of being wetted.

"It's all right, Libekah!"

As Libeka does so, Filman offers her a heartfelt rescue.

in plain language

"I don't care about that!"

"...really...is that so?"

"Yes! I'd rather you put it on!"

"Yes, out!"

block Filman's mouth a little wildly With his elbow, he goes, "Gut!

"... well, it hurts... ...Mr. Jiro..."

"When you think you can speak at last... what's your mouth?"

What kind of pervert come out? That's the end of the bargain.

Rebekah, too, pulled quite a bit...

"... that's... a little more, a little more, when you grow up..."

You don't seem to be up all night!?

You're not trying to wet yourself even after you grow up a little more.

"No, I don't care about wetting."

"Then why did you bring it out?"

Bertha, the fireman, admitted that he had not put out the fire.

"The problem is that Mr. Libeka is still young.

"I'm an adult now!"

"Baby boom boom boom boom.

"What!? What are you going to say!? Bertha said something dirty again!"

"Hmmm. Adults don't feel embarrassed about this!"

"Yes! Indeed, there is a point! Hey, Loretta, repeat it."

"Yes! Oops...... whoa!? It's dangerous! I almost said it! What are you going to make me say? Come on!"

It was a shame to try to hit the ball from Versa to Loretta in a splendid relay. Did you make a blunder at the last minute?

"Now, Mr. Jiro,"

get a slap on the shoulder

I hear you're telling me to shut up for a moment.

This is probably how it works when you arrange it in a Jeanette style.

"Mr. Versa, what's the problem?"

asked Filman, with a straight face.

I don't know...Marriage to a nine-year-old kid is the only problem. What do you think?

"For the time being, I would like you to keep it in your 'marriage-based relationship'."

Bartha bowed politely and politely.

Is it because you know that the other party is the most likely candidate for the next lord? Or maybe she's a potential partner to Libeka, who she serves.

"There's a factory takeover problem."

"Take over..."

Rebekah looks blank at Bertha's words.

Perhaps expecting it, Versa tells the truth in a calm voice as if she had prepared it.

"If you marry the next lord, Libekas will leave the koji mill, live in the lord's residence, and support Mr. Filman both officially and privately."

"...what?"

Look at Bertha, look at Filman, look at Sophie and finally look at me.Libeka's face was filled with anxiety.

"No... they won't come to the koji factory, won't they said.

"Mr. Libeka, Mr. Filman will be the next lord. You will not be discharged from your duties."

"Well... I... I... a koji mill... I can't go anymore, can I?"

"So I asked for your time." Until Libeka becomes an adult, let's cultivate memories with us at the koji mill."

"Ah...huh!'

Tears well up in Libeka's eyes.

"Well... I don't want to," I don't want to be separated from Bertha... I don't want to!"

"Mr. Libeka..."

"I can't believe I'm separated from my sister and Bertha... ...I'm dying of loneliness! I'm really going to die!"

A nine-year-old girl clings to Bertha's waist and cries out, abandoning her "Adult Rebekah."

The strong will to never let go puts strength in Bertha's arm.

"Bartha and... apart... then... marriage."

That's not good. If you let me say that word, it's all over.

Filman looks downcast and waits to see what happens. I mean, I'm at a loss because I can't do anything.

Despite anticipating the decisive words that will come in a few seconds, nothing has been done.

It can't be helped.

run letters through a notebook taken from Filman

'Call Libeka and make her feel safe,'

thrust such a sentence at Filman

"Oh, I'm married... oh dear!"

"Ribeka!"

I was just in time.

Libekah, who was named by Filman, swallowed the words that were coming out of her mouth.

But that's all.

Even now, Libeka remains clinging to Bertha without turning around.

I give the following directive to Filman, who thickens his anxiety.

'Make a speech that reaches Libeka's heart,'

Filman reacts like, "What!" but he's fine. There's no head for it.

I immediately scribble the following sentence.

"""I've been thinking about it for a long time"" ← Read it!"

"I've been thinking about it."

Filman hurls words at Libekah's back, who is not facing him.

There's a hint of uneasiness out there, but if you continue to speak, Filman's mind and feelings will follow.

Even if the handwriting gets a little dirty, The Forced Translation Magic will do something about it.

It's a fast game. Let's keep going!

Show the text in the notebook again and press Filman for words.

I'll write what Filman says on the camp and show it to Filman says.

Just like floor AD!

Read it now!

Well, whether it's the president or the king, the most important speech here is to let experts think.

This is the work of your virtue to have a competent staff. There's nothing cowardly about it.

I'm sure no one will think about the wisdom of others to woo a girl... whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop!

Speak! With your voice! With the whispering prince Voice that melts Libeka's eardrums!

"We are special to each other. He's the only one that can't be replaced. Uncle Donnis -- there will be no other successor but me, the present lord. And I don't think there are any other people besides Libekas who can maintain the current quality of koji."

That's why we can't be together????

That's probably the normal way of thinking.

But... do you think I'll give up on that?"

One's mind swings easily.

It's very easy to listen to human words that give you the words you want.

"I understand your anxiety. But there's nothing to worry about. That's because you have me☆"I'll wipe away Libeka's anxiety with such sweet words!

Now, it's a highlight, Filman!

Show your true colours in whispering!

"But my feelings for Libekah are real! Love... who!?"

Filman chokes in the middle of the line.

Hey!

That's probably the best part! Don't bite me!

"... (Are you sure you're going to say that, sir?"

He asks me lip-sync.

Of course! Off course!

There was a strange pause, so I added more words and stuck out a note saying, "Now read!"

Filman's eyes changed after he read it silently and said, "What!" Filman opens his mouth, apparently determined.

"I love you! I love you! I love you!"

Phew... What are you talking about?

"...(Why is Mr. Jiro laughing!)" says Filman lip syncing.

Be careful, a little voice will make Libeka hear you.

For efficiency, I tear the paper on which the lines are written and give it to Magda. Magda then shows it to Filman.

Breaking sound? I don't know. It's a neglect it.

"So I propose,"--both work!'

The air swings for a moment.

Filman himself looks like "What?" and watches Magda's campaign twice.

But that's all right.

Yes, we just have to work together.

Now, let's try?I'll give Magda the campe I've written and start writing the next campe.

I'll fold it up, Filman. Don't bite me, next lord!

"I've always wondered about the 'BU' that is bound by old customs. Stabilizing the amount of beans produced, resulting in a glut of beans, and vice versa. But they don't speak out for fear of becoming minorities because it was decided by a majority vote -- I think the BU's are wrong now!"

As I read it, sweat gushes from Filman's forehead.

He looks upset. It's like, "Can I say this?" But let's go radical. We're going to smash it, common sense!

"But I'm not afraid," Become a minority. I'll never change my mind, even if it's against me by majority vote or by force of numbers!"

Libeka's ears are firmly picking up Filman's voice.

I'm listening intently so that I won't miss a word.

"Even if people from all over the world object, I'd still like to marry Libekah! ... even if it's going to antagonize the people of the ward... ...but I'll try to persuade them over time!"

I was embarrassed by the word marriage. That's why the next word is so low and fast, raising the voice of the last word as if it were rewind.

Practice your speech more. Donis isn't the only one you've got to convince.

Think that the lord's actions are constantly being watched by the warders.

"So, even if you marry me, Libeka should be a koji craftsman! That would be more beneficial to the twenty-four wards, and Libeka would surely be happy and profitable!"

... Oops. Finally, my feelings got mixed up. Well, let's see. In fact, if Libeka continues to work as a koji maker, the twenty-four wards will be hazy. I'm even more puffy because of the benefits of bean paste.

"So, do you mean you're going to live apart from Libeka?"

Sophie asks Filman in a questioning tone.

... Huh? Why are you asking Filman? You can see me playing the competition. Oh, I haven't seen you, man. I couldn't see anything around Filman because his eyes were completely locked on him.

Well, I don't mind, but...

put up a campe to let Filman speak

"In the beginning, you might end up getting married. But eventually we will live together. -- you can live, really?"

Hey. Don't talk about your questions about me.

It's going to sound funny, though.

I'll make you feel at ease with all my might. It's all right. There are fifty thousand double‐income couples. There are many ways to make it work.

"After living together, Libeka goes to the koji factory to work in the room at the same time as the wake-up bell. The rice malt will be taken care of by the time the morning sun rises, right? So, we will have them return to the lord's residence at sunrise and have breakfast together, and Libeka will take a nap. In the meantime, I work as a lord. When Libeka is around, I get excited and hustle, so I can concentrate on my work if I get a nap!"

After saying that, Filman glares at me.

What? You Hustleboy, I suppose, are you?

You just have to read the competition without thinking about it.

"And after Libeka wakes up around noon, we spend time together. Shopping, talking with each other, etc. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ."

I cut off the sentence because I had a funny laugh.

give a full‐strength stare at someone

"Koh, Koh, oh, and at night we sleep together, and Libekah is asked to head to the koji factory again with the wake-up bell."

"That's almost the same as Libekas' current life cycle."

"That's right. I heard from Jiro about Libeka's life cycle, and I thought about it as a reference."

I'll tell him just now, as if I were answering Versa's question.

When I met him before, I had heard about the work flow of koji craftsmen. Only the part of it that can only be done if it's not Libeka is left it to Libeka.

Libeka is still young and needs a nap. take the time properly This gives Filman time to concentrate on his work.

However, both lords and koji mills may not be able to proceed as expected due to unforeseen circumstances or unavoidable work, but they should consider how to deal with the situation.

First of all, it is important to present a basic cycle and get approval.

"This is the double income I propose."

"That would certainly protect the quality of the malt and Libekas wouldn't miss seeing Bertha every day... but there is one important oversight in the cycle."

"Did you miss it?"

At Sophie's point, Filman looks at me impatiently.

Don't be impatient. I know what Sophie wants to say.

I'll write you an answer now, so you just have to read the competition.

"At the koji factory, meetings are held during the day on the development of new products, sales in stores, and cooperation with other factories. Libekas won't have to take part in all of it. However, we cannot overlook the fact that the person in charge of the factory is always absent at those meetings. That's irresponsible. It could destroy the trust of the factory. What do you think about that?"

I got a predictable question, so I'll give you a prepared answer.

"It's you, Sophie,"

Sophie is wide‐eyed at Filman's answer. ...well, that's my answer.

The koji mill retains its brand in the name of Whitehead.

Bertha could put everything together well, but there's nothing she can do about the name.

Then you can have a lot of trust from Versa, and people who work in the factory and people in the city can understand it.

That's right. It's you, Sophie.

"Sophie, you've learned a lot from Versa, right? How to make miso and soy sauce, how to grow soybeans, and how to make tofu." They're something Libeka doesn't know. Libeka-san specializes in specializing in rice malt. Right, Mr. Versa?""Yes. Mr. Sophie had been away from malted rice since that accident... so."

"I want you to do it again from now on."

Oh, come on!

I'm tired of writing! It's 100 times faster and easier to say.

All right, Filman. That's enough. It's a change.

"Sophie".

Instead of Filman, I will bear the brunt.

Don't look so frightened. That's what you thought, too.

I'm sure I was prepared.

Because you said it, didn't you?

'If Libeka needs me, I'll help her!'

'I'm willing to cooperate if Libeka asks.'

"You are the leader of the rice malt factory."

"Oh, me!"

Then everything will be settled in a circle.

"But, as you know, my ears are..."

"That's all right with you," Libeka will do it for you."

"Then Libeka should be at the top..."

"You mean you're the co-

"Jointly...?"

It doesn't work because you try to hold either party accountable.

"Leave what you can't do to Libeka, and you do what Libeka can't do."

"Oh, such a careless thing... a representative is excellent at everything, excellent at everything, and

"Which do you think will make you happy, having such a perfect representative, or having your sisters protect the factory?"

"That's..."

"The latter, no doubt,"

Versa declares.

without hesitation

And Libeka's ears are twitching with anticipation.

"But I've been away from the factory for six years..."

"I will now teach you everything from beginning to end,"

"But, but! I'm not as competent as Libeka, and I'm at the top... then Libeka is at the top, and I'm the assistant..."

"Well, not being there at the meeting won't solve the problem."

"And yet!"

"Sophie".

But to stop them, they call their names slowly and forcefully.

"It's all right, if you're a libeca,"

"It's so funny that I'm above Libeka..."

"It's a matter of pride to have a competent subordinate, not shame. Manipulating such a good subordinate is also a show of ability for the person in charge."

"Should I be proud of it?"

"Ah! I'll show the world my proud sister's talent. It's your job to think about how Libeka can shine more."

Words may refer to the same thing, but their impressions may change depending on the way they are said.

It seems like it was right now.

"...when I hear that, I feel like I can do it."

Sophie's heavy responsibility seemed to melt in an instant.

"Mr. Filman,"

"Yes, yes,"

"It was a splendid speech. Your words gave me courage and hope."

I thought about it.

"Bartha,"

"Yes,"

"...can I?"

"Yes,"

"...tell me, will you?"

"Of course. I'd love to."

twist one's face and hold one's

And finally, she talks to Libekah, who has been clinging to Bertha and still faces down.

"Ribeka..."

"... yes."

"Can I work with you, sister...

The answer was given in person.

Libeka, clinging to Versa, runs off to play and hugs Sophie.

"Of course! I've always wanted that to happen!"

I thought she would cry, but Libeka was laughing.

And with the best smile

"Good job, Mr. Jiro."

"Ah,"

"Magdachy was cool, too."

"... well,"

Jeanette and Loretta will take care of me and Magda, who have completed the competition.

The fact that these guys are looking at me like this means that it worked out well.

For the time being, this will do for the koji factory.

With Bertha's knowledge, Libeka's talent and Sophie's sister's love, I'm sure she'll do well.

Even after the koji factory gets on track, we'll be able to get married in time.

Rather, it would be better for the Filmans to hang out as ordinary lovers for the rest of course.

So for the time being, we're engaged.

"I'm glad to hear that's it.

I gleaned up the wreckage of the campaigned all around me and breathed a sigh of relief for the time being.