The Other World Con Artist's Management Techniques

"It's nice weather today, isn't it?"

"Oh, no! I'm good at meat and potatoes!"

"All right, you guys, talk face to face."

"Isn't it "Oh, shameful!"?"

What's shameful about speaking in the eyes? Is it a disgrace to all mankind?

For some reason or other, Filman and Rebekah became fiancées.

But... when we confronted each other to have a talk.

`Well, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa -- '

"Oh, my gosh..."

That's what happened.

"Oh, my God."

Sophie looks dumbfounded and looks at them.

"You gave a very good speech a few days ago, but what happened all of a sudden?"

Oh, sorry. Sophie.

Oh, it was my competition.

"If you don't want to talk, that's all right." I'll talk to Libeka!"

"Don't cut in, little mother-in-law,"

"Well, what is a mother-in-law, rude!? I just don't like that unreliable, shabby, irresistible man, though I accepted the engagement for Libekah's sake. It's so tempting that I want to force them into mental punishment."

Yeah. That's called mother-in-law, Sophie.

"Well, Sophie," Why don't you look after him warmly for a while?"

It was Versa who gently reproached Sophie for making her ears fluffy.

As expected, they may be looking at them as if they were parents, rather than adults.

"Love is something that makes you feel happy even when you're clumsy and frustrated. --you know, Mr. Jillo.'

"Would you mind not telling me?"

I couldn't help but use honorifics.

My heart wants to refuse.

"Isn't Sophie the guy you like?"

Talk to Sophie, ignoring Bartha, who keeps banging one eye open and closed to the point where she thinks she's got trash in her eyes. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

"Well, I'm a sister, and I'm an al-Vistan, and there's no such thing as love."

"Oh, there you are,"

"There's definitely a reaction!"

"...seemed solid, in fact..."

"I think it's a good thing. When you think of someone as important, it means that you are so rich in heart."

"Why, why, all of you!? Well, I can't believe there's anyone... oh, that's not it."

be plainly embarrassed

I see. I wonder if Sophie has a man she likes.........what? I don't have a candidate.

I don't think it's like, 'I'm looking at my sister for that kind of thing,' right?

"Well, I'm an al-Vistan, and I have nothing to do with it said.

"No, Sophie."

Jeanette, who is more like a Sister than a Sister, preaches the teachings of the Spirit to active Sisters.

"Spiritual gods do not blame you for thinking of others. Rather, they value loving people. The spirit of dedicating one's life is wonderful, but the spirit god doesn't want to do so until he overdoes it. You have the happiest life. That is the wish of the Spirit, and that is the most important teaching of the Church."

"Well... I'm sure,"

Sister competition, Jeanette wins!

Well, I'm not a sister.

"That's great, Mr. Manager. I think I can beat Mr. Bertina now!"

"No, it's not a win or a loss."

"...if it's breasty, it's already won by a landslide against Sister Bertina

"Oh, that's not a win or a loss, is it?"

"Jinet, you're number one."

"Confession!"

I'm the only one... I don't think that's a good idea.

"That's why, Mr. Rouse Ear Sister! I dare to confess!"

"What!? Confession!"

"…now the times are full of confessions. I should ride this big wave."

"Oh, well, that's not possible! It's impossible!"

Sophie turns her back and presses her cheek.

Give it up Sophie.

As for other people's love affairs... Our three daughters are a little curious.

"It's all right! I'm sure I'll do something about it!"

There's no basis for it, though.

"...all I have to say is free."

psychological damage, pricelessness when crushed

Loretta and Magda make fun of themselves.

Take it easy, or I'll cry, Sophie.

"And doesn't Jeanette give him a boost him.

"He?"

"No, you like it, don't you? Is this the story?"

`Well... I'm sure it's interesting, but

Look at me with a slightly embarrassed, sorry, or slightly reproachful look.

"I'm not trying to make fun of you," he grumbles with an excuse. Make your eyes sparkle, I'm sure you're making fun of me.

"But I think it's not good for me to act on my own terms or for outsiders to stir up..."

"Well, yes,"

"I'm interested in... I'm interested in it."You're interested, aren't you?

You look so curious, love banana.

"Yes, indeed!"

Jeanette's words take advantage of Sophie.

He seems to have stepped on the idea that he could get away with it.

"I can't try to impose my feelings on you can' If I give them trouble... they run out of less stamina and fall down."

"What, it's Mikel!"

"How do you know!"

Really!?

Well, the stamina of the aphids, who fall down often with only one-third the stamina of the common man, Mikel!? Mocka's brother's! Working in the field here, looking like a cicada corpse when they're being that Mikel!

...what on earth is good about that?

"My hobby is bad."

"No, that's not the case! It's cute, you know! You know, when you're lying down with anemia, when you smile shyly after you wake up, when you say, 'I'm always sorry, knee pillow.'"

"Do you sleep on your knees?"

"Oh, don't speak out loud!"

That erotic aphid... I can't forgive you!

"It's kind of noisy," It's been a good time, isn't it?"

"Mi, Mikel!"

Mikel suddenly appears in the chapel.

I wonder if you've been drawn to the sweet air here, aphids.

"Why, why here?"

"Oh, Sister," Look at it. There's an illustration of Mokoka on the information paper given to me by the maid in the 42nd leg!"

"Sister, you contributed an illustration to an information paper."

"Ah... even the illustrations are cute. Mokoka, laaaaaab! Goof!"

"He threw up blood, that insect!"

"...that nori is...a friend of Jiro again."

"Why don't you stop, Magda?" I'm just acquainted with her."

Mikel suddenly appears, scratching the scene, and fainted like crazy.

Sophie gazes at Mikel with enraptured eyes.

"Oh, Mikel... ...so disgusting."

...he's seriously ill, too. Love is distorted.

Why do you look so disgusting and melting?

"Take me to your room,"

"Oh, no!? Oh, I didn't even know you, but I couldn't have touched Mikel... let alone entered the room... well, it's obscene."

"You're going to sleep on your knees?"

"Well, that's... well, nursing is invalid because it's a medical practice."

"Then take him as a medical act,"

"Michael... if you were alone in Mikel's room... ...you might attack him!"

"Hey, you'really.

It's you who's dirty. Isn't it 100% immaculate?

I'm afraid I'll get irritated if I get close to him.

Won't Sophie save Mikel?

Well, on the first day I met Mikel, Sophie called Barbara and let the kids carry her.

"Well, Mr. Jiro. Mikel instead of me..."

"Oh, I'm sorry. I'll cook after this."

This kind of blood throw-up aphids is unsanitary, so pass it!

"Oh, you know! Can I help you if I'm right?"

Filman announces himself.

What's going on?

Did you escape in front of the enemy because you couldn't get along with Libeka?

at the thought of…

"Ah! I can't believe you'll save my sister from her difficulties without thinking... but you're reliable!"

...a good appeal to my brother-in-law.

You've got a big nose, Filman.

"Then we must leave Firman and Mikel the fool alone and deal with Donis little by little."

"If the lord is here, we must say hello to him. Now, Libekah."

"Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh...

"Oh... I'll be there in a minute." So... just wait."

"Squeak!"

After a certain distance, you get to have a proper conversation, these guys.

Oh, yeah. This peachy air, Uzeh.

"'...bomber,'"

"Now, Mr. Jiro. And again... Huh? I think I just heard another voice...?"

Jeanette looks around, but the mutters have already closed their mouths. Versa and Sophie It's a combination of KIRIN who has no boyfriend.

You should hold the center microphone and say, "This is KIRIN." There are just two of us.

Well, well. If I were to say that, would that be the case with all the girls here?

"Don't you want a boyfriend?"

"What!? What, what, all of a sudden!? I'm surprised!"

"No, I think I can make it as soon as you feel like it."

"Well, that's.........not everybody." ...pump!"I was upset.

"...stable insensitivity."

Then Magda spewed venom.

"Yasilo, you shouldn't ask too many sensitive questions like that."

Even Jeanette, who loves love bananas, gets scolded.

Oh, really? I'm sorry.

"Come to think of it, Mr. Jiro,"

Mikel with a deathly face on his shoulder, Firman says to me.

"That's the important person that Mr. Yashiro used to say."

point to Genet

say a ridiculous thing

So I kick it.

"What!"

"What!? It hurts..."

Firman falls to the floor and Mikel falls when he gets involved.

Well, I don't care about Mikel. It's a joint responsibility. I've been annoyed.

"...what are you saying, and you?"

"No, no, because... he's a good cook, a kind, a warm person. That's the one who cooks for the feast, isn't he?"

"Oh, yes," This is Jeanette, the head chef. What are you talking about, sir?"

"When I opened the front door, she greeted me with a kind smile, accepted me no matter how late I was, and when I saw her face, I felt relieved that I was back."

"Oh, the Morning Star is just in the right place. Sophie, lend it to me. I'll wash it back."

"Why are you going to get dirty?"

Firman ditches Mikel and slips away.

... with all one's might.

Magda and Loretta stop me from stepping out to make sure there's no noise here again.

"...details,"

"I want to hear it!"

Hey!

You've turned over!

If you look back...

"Mu.........Mu......

The Jeanette was breaking down.

It's a fragile ginet.

Oh, come on!

"It's the landlady,"

It can't be helped, so it's a joke.

give away the same spoils as one used for estella

In the first place, it's like catching Filman to blow it up. Now that Libeka has safely expressed her feelings, there is no reason to hide them.

"Well... was that so?"

Jeanette breathes a deep sigh of relief.

I'm very relieved. with that look on one's face

"... for a moment I thought my heart would stop."

press one's clenched fist against one's heart

I was like, "Boom!" and the shell was like, "Oh my gosh! You have a thick armored body. Even without a bulletproof vest, the bullet seems to stop. It may bounce back.

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

Come on, Firman. Give me a chance... I don't know when you'll come, so I'll try my best if I get a chance!

"Yes, then... for me."

"Oh, I've tricked you all right. Are you offended?"

"No! I'm rather grateful. I can't believe Mr. Jiro thought of me that much. I'm impressed . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

What? Why?

You haven't hit me yet?

"...the palm-ro is a bit of a mother-in-law,"

"Who is it, you know?"

Mommy, who loves your parents, will you say that?

"In your brother's case, it's not like a mother's boy..."She's a mature woman."

"It's going to change the meaning of it!"

Because love for a mother and love for a mature woman are different vectors!?

"Yasilo... Finally,"

"Sophie, will you dispose of that moving dead tree at your own risk? Every time a curse wave blows!"

I think moving old trees should be sealed in caves and small shrines.

If you give him breakfast and alcohol every morning, he'll be the god of the land.

"And there's something I want the land god and Jeanette to do,"

"Well, Mr. Jiro. Is the land god...?"

Oh, what's the matter? Didn't you worship him yet?

"Well, with that earth-bound spirit..."

"Mr. Jiro,"

I was a little harshly called out.

But Jeanette. It's as cursed as the earth-bound spirit...

"Ginnette, along with Versa, should serve amazake to all the participants."

"Yes,"

"Bartha, teach Jeanette a lot."

"Yes, of course,"the two of them bowing to each other after being named.

Now that we're done, we've got to move on to the next step.

There's another wall we have to cross.

Donis Donnerty

He is a great lord in the twenty‐four wards. They seem to be in a good mood at the moment, and with a little more excitement we could negotiate in a good way.

That's why it's sweet sake.

"Mr. Versa, would you like to reheat your amazake?"

"Well, that would be more delicious to eat. But don't bring it to a boil."

"Yes. Enzyme is sensitive to heat, isn't they?"

"You know very well,"

"I visited Jiro".

"I remember that very well, and that's great."

"No. Tell me a lot."

"Anything for you,"

There's some sort of chemistry between us. Is it that? Is it close to my mental age?

"If you want to warm it up, you can use an outside stall."

The stalls built by the womaro are equipped with simple ovens.

It may be difficult to control the fire, but... these two will be fine. I'm sure he'll do better than I do.

"There are quite a few, and I'll carry them for you."

"No, I'll help you,"

"It's all right. I look like this, because I'm a rabbit."

"Is that so?" Well, then, please.

The power of the animal race is already well known. It's more disturbing to get your hands out of the way.

Jeanette says she'll go ahead and prepare for the fire.

Gennette, who is good at cooking, and Versa, who brings together a single factory, may be a good match. It's safe to leave these two alone.

After seeing off Jeanette and Versa leaving the chapel side by side, I give them the following command.

"Ribeka and Sophie, go into the garden and say hello to the lord."

"Well, I don't think so. It's rude of you to wait too long. I'm going to ask you how you like me."

"What!? Oh, uh... Me too?"

"Of course, the next plant manager."

"Well, that's a long way off... and I'm ready for it."

Sophie doesn't seem to be very good at standing out.

Well, I guess I've lived a life of obscurity because of my ears.

But such indulgence is no longer acceptable. After all, he will be in charge of the koji mill in the twenty-four wards. It's better to get used to it now.

"Learn Libekah, and practice now."

"Oh!? I'm going to teach my sister!? Mmm! I'm looking forward to that!"

"Oh, no, Libekah... Unni, I'm not good at this kind of course.

"It's all right! You're just bald as a lord! You don't have to be afraid!"

"I'm scared, Libeka!? I'm scared of what you said."

"Huh? I see... I might have said it too much."

"Of course. Be careful of your mouth."

"Well, I'm going to correct it! It's!"

"Ribeka!"

Oh, now, Sophie is flagged to burst out laughing when she sees Donnis.

Hang in there, Sophie.

Still, Sophie is restless, saying, "Wow..."

This is the problem, isn't it? To be in charge of a koji factory, you have to be more dignified...

stately, or... well...

"Sophie".

"Huh! What! What's wrong with you?"

You bite too much...

How nervous are you?

"I should say hello to Donis... and do my best to raise Libeka's status."

"Ribeka's status?"

"Oh. Libekas produce Libekas like, 'Ribekas are well-connected, as expected, that's why they're so cute.'"

"Produce Libeka... I think I can do it!"

Well, then I'll be able to do it. You're simple.

Also, it's a moderate pervert.

"What sister would not be ashamed of Libeka?" Think about what kind of relatives Libeka's stock is going to rise."

"Yes! ... I'm suddenly motivated!"

Greetings to great people are a lot of tension in showing themselves, asking, "How do you view yourself?" and "Do you behave rudely?"

That's why I led him to the direction "to show my sister well."

It's a different person, but... this will do you can do for Sophie.

"Let's go, Libekah," Leave it to your sister.""Oh? I don't want to teach you, do I?"

The sisters go out hand in hand.

What's left is...

"And Firman will carry Mikel to the cemetery... and to the bedroom."

"What did you just say wrong?"

"Don't worry about details. It's the difference between late and early."

"Is that so?"

"Well, that's not it, you know... that's it." I can't die yet, you know... until Mokoka is safe, married... until she's late."

You're not trying to catch up on the delay.

What? Are brothers in this world only allowed to pervert?

Loretta may be the best place to be, in terms of relationships alone. ...but the number of people is a joke.

"And after throwing Mikel into the room, Firman--"

"Are you going to throw it?"

"After hitting him, he--"

"Your expression has become more extreme!"

Oh, my gosh!na

I don't care how you treat Mikel.

I'm not weak just because I don't have enough stamina. Otherwise, there is no way I'm spitting out so much blood. He's a stout sick man.

"All right. Now, after Mikel has been laid in the room, Firman -- that's about it."

"Why!"

It's because you're full of reality!

I can't tell a little girl to explode. Then the other man should take all the responsibility! That's what a married couple should be!

and I'm sure I'll get a boomerang back, so I won't eat it if I die!

Somehow, I don't like the air here. I'd like to go back to the 42nd leg as soon. There are a lot of people out there who can understand the atmosphere in those 42 wards.

"And Magda and Loretta... you know?"

"...Ugh,"

"Yes!"

The dishes are ready.

Warming up amazake and serving all the participants takes time.

In other words, Jeanette will not return to the kitchen for some time to come.

"Then I'll go and prepare for a surprise plan!"

With Magda and Loretta, I go into the kitchen.

While preparing the food, they use ingredients that have been prepared to steal Jeanette's eyes and make dishes that are not in the 42nd district.

Now, will Jeanette be happy? Will you be surprised? If... you might be frustrated.

"I'm sure the manager will say, 'Wow! I want you to teach me how to make it too!'"

"...no, before that comes 'I'll wash my mouth!'"

`...huff,'

It seems that they are dying to surprise Jeanette.

So, I think I'll say both of them, that.

"I think I'll take a bite and say, 'Oh, my God! I feel like I want to hold Yashiro in between to thank you!'"

"...that's not the case,"

"Is that so? Oh, well. I don't think I'll say "Otamage."

"That's not the place to say it!?"

"I don't deny the possibility!"

"I wish you could say it in a cooler place, that's what you want!"

"...it can't be helped because it's Jiro."

We go into the kitchen with a somewhat derogatory stare.

Hmm, I'm telling you.

I'm sure you'll be overjoyed if you eat this.

what's going on

I wonder what this mysterious excitement is.

surprise Jeanette It's just that I'm secretly preparing for it, and I'm doing a lot of trouble... but it's fun.

Just imagining a smiling face can fill you with joy.

Well... it's just like...

"It's Mother's Day,"

That's just how it feels. Yup.