The Other World Con Artist's Management Techniques

The carriage back was quite quiet.

I and Estella, Magda, Loretta and Delia are on board.

Marsha said she was going to Lucia and rode in the same carriage as Natalia and Milly.

The umaroes will be back after they've finished ripping the stalls.

It will be night before we reach the 42nd leg.

The same goes for Assund, who is acting differently because he has work to do over there.

Jeanette, Bertina, and the kids are in the carriage that follows us. It's quite quiet with all the kids on board.

I can only hear the rattle of the wheels.

"I left a message with Natalia," I didn't have time to write."

"Lucia?"

"Yes. They want to meet and talk as soon as possible."

People on board react slightly to a sudden conversation.

I'm curious. I just don't know what to say.

Well, it's like taking a break from a bad way. There is no point in arguing on the basis of speculation here. I'd appreciate it if you'd keep quiet a little.

I've got to think a lot about it.

How to combine the broken pieces... but I don't have many pieces in my hand.

"You had better not expect anything from Mr. Tracey and Mr. Donnerty,"

Staring down to the floor, Estella bleeds feebly.

"It's frustrating... I thought we could have had a good relationship... ...if we had a little more time, we'd have about two more..."

If four of the seven lords of the ward belonging to BU can be drawn to our side, we can win the majority vote.

That's the way I started thinking about it.

"It's no use thinking about it now," No matter what happens, the others won't stand on our side anymore. for I was shown the end of my minority life in front of me."

"Minority... Mr. Donnerty,"

"Ah,"

In BU, it can be said that it is justice to belong to the majority.

The majority--majority doesn't hurt themselves. Rights can also be exercised and benefits can be given.

But if you become a minority -- a minority -- those benefits are stripped of at once.

Minority groups are the losers. A loser. He's nothing more than a hair loss.

...it's kind of rhyming, it's a good idea. All right.

"Minority people have hair loss".

"……………………………………………… Sorry." I thought about it quite carefully, but I don't understand what it means."

I see. Don't you get it?

Estella, improve your sensibility.

"...I probably mistook him for a 'losing dog'."

"Oh, 'losing dog' and 'losing hair' ... it's a bit like that!"

Magda runs a close line. It's just that I didn't make a mistake.

"That's why it's not a 'losing dog,' it's a 'transparent bra,' it's Jiro."

"`Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh'

Delia's insane theory brings together a voice of agreement.

I can't take it for such a thing!

`A transparent bra would be a majority!'

"Yes, boys. Be careful of transparency! Let's put on a jacket~"

With Estella's devilish words, all the girls on the train began to wear jackets and knee covers all at once.

... d*mn it!

We've developed a cute showbra in collaboration with Ukrinness, and it's starting to spread!

...I meant to be a shambles, but Ukrinness was saying things that I didn't really understand, like, "You're an invisible dress, aren't you?" I don't think it's right...

"Hey! Your seriousness is ruined!"

"Whose fault is it?"

Aren't they Estella who doesn't notice my smart wordplay and Delia who brought out a transparent bra?

It's not my fault.

"But surely the other lords must have been frightened."

Estella suddenly returns and looks grave.

Fear... "I don't want to be," a mixture of ridicule and anxiety.

"But the trouble is that it wasn't the lord of the Twenty-ninth Ward that gave me that fear."

"What? Isn't Mr. Erin afraid to obey?"

"Well... you've come to the point where you hate it, haven't you?"

It is certainly Geracy Erin of the Twenty-ninth Ward who represents the BU now, but it is the fear that binds them????

"It's a synchronization phenomenon."

Those who behave differently are "evil" -- such consciousness is actually prevalent in the BU, not in the extreme.

If you say, "I don't think so," you'll be kicked out to the minority side, saying, "Then you're on the other side."

"The seven of them may be working together to make friends, but in fact, everyone but themselves is the enemy."

I can't get out of the way.

Everyone around me is the enemy, so I can't even make a poor plan.

The whole BU has become a surveillance society.

"So you can't come up with a plan to expose Gerracy's wrongdoing and say, "Now, raise the flag!""

"...is that what Jillo did when he fought Assunt?"

"It's like,"

Magda's opinion is not altogether wrong.

It was the technique I used when I had a verbal battle with Assault that I tried to win over a common enemy.

Having a common enemy can create strong bonds even on unfamiliar terms. Or rather, it's easy to assume that bonds have formed.

But this time I can't use that trick.

I couldn't use it in the first place.

Create a common enemy and win it over to your side -- two situations where you can't use it.

One is when I don't have a good impression of myself when I appeal.

an incident on the high street in which Assund fought At that time, the people in the 42nd leg knew very little about me. For better or worse, he didn't have any information about me.

That's why I got him in.

But if the audience was disgusted with me, like at a big eater.

No matter how much I repeat my words, I can't hear them. My words are blown away, as if I had put a lid on my heart.And one more thing.

That's if I'm the "common enemy.'

"This ""BU"" corresponds to that very thing."

At the big eatery, they excluded the Forty-Second Ward from the crowd by making "Oba-Yashiro" their common enemy.

By manipulating the impression that "it's that 'Obajirou' who is to blame," he misled the '42 wards' and the 'acting lord of the 42 wards' as his ally.

Having a common enemy, Obajillo, creates a sense of solidarity and makes Estella's words easier to reach the audience. That's what I aimed at.

However, in this BU, both Estella and I have gathered together to make the 42 wards a common enemy.

And everything that comes to the enemy will be recognized as an enemy.

Lucia in the Thirty-Fifth Ward, Tracey in the Twenty-seventh Ward, Donnis in the Twenty-Fourth Ward...

BU will remain united from the beginning and will not even negotiate with the enemy that will emerge later.

"The ""enemy"" continues to be the ""enemy,"" and the unity of ""BU"" becomes stronger."

However, if you turn it upside down, it can be said that it is only a solidarity to be recognized as an "enemy" as soon as it comes into contact with an "enemy."

tough and fragile

It's an ostentatious bond.

"They're cowards," All you have to do is pay attention to the complexion around you know.

"But that's why it's so strong." It's a nasty side of the aristocracy, isn't it... hahaha?"

"...cowardly beasts are hard to hunt. Rather, it's easier for demons who have confidence in their power to give."

"Oh, I know that," It's hard to get rid of sloppy people who run away or cheat! My brothers and sisters get scolded for spurns... but my parents..."

"Really? Well, when Omero starts making excuses, I'll sink him in the river... I'll throw him in."

"Why did you say it again, Delia? The content hasn't changed at all."

It would be quicker if I had a personality as straightforward as Delia...

Oh, Loretta's parents... stop it, seriously. What?

"I might have to visit Loretta's house once."

"Don't do that! Don't do that! Our parents are people who can't let anyone see them! They're worse creatures than Wendy and her perverted father!"

"Loretta, I understand how you feel, but... rude to Wendy."

"...to Wendy's father?"

"Yes... to Wendy,"

Estella doesn't seem to have any intention of protecting that Ossan.

If he were to say to anyone, "Isn't that rude?" he would say back, "Don't you always half‐naked?"

"By the way, but..."

Estella seems to have decided to listen to it after a long time of continuous conflict like, "Should I ask you... but I don't want to ask..."

"Jillo... did you come up with anything?"

"How do you make good use of your breasts? If it's about three..."

"No!"

"First of all..."

"Because I haven't heard of it! And those three aren't 'valid' at all.

Estella must be hoping to do something by herself.

But I don't think I can keep up with the sudden developments, and I think I want some clue.

Although he feels sorry for relying on me, his first priority is to protect the lives of the residents of his ward. --well, that's where it is it?

"Not yet, sir.

"... yes,"

So you shouldn't say anything bad now.

You can't expect anything strange, you can't run away in a strange direction.

But I'll leave you with hope that it won't matter, maybe.

If there's any way to do it.........but somehow I don't have enough information.

"Four days later?"

"Is it the day of the lord's meeting?"

"It's an unequal trial day by majority vote."

"Inequality... Right."

Estella once described BU's majority vote as "a fair way."

Now that you've come here, you've come home to me. The inequality of the majority vote is so great.

That's violence in numbers to silence the opinions of others.

"I told you it was four days from now." I can hardly act to-day, and I have three more days left -- no, I shall be going to the Twenty-ninth Ward in four days' time, so you can only move for two days in substance."

As they talked, they seemed to have kept things organized.

Estella eventually put her elbow on her thigh and bit the nail on her thumb.

Two more days...?

"... Jillo. Estella."

Magda calls us.

I turned to find Magdas looking at me with similar faces.

"...if there's anything the Magdas can do, I'll be of help."

"That's right! Say anything! Say it right away!"

"You and the river-fishing guilds will do their best to help!"

That's a reliable remark.

Even if the words do not have concrete solutions and do not have convincing force to reassure them.

"Thank you, boys. If anything happens, I'll be free to rely on you."

"...of course,"

"I love you!"

"Leave it to me!"

Estella simply expresses her gratitude.

I'm about to cry a little.

And the eyes of such dependable shameless girls turn to me.

...what?

"...so don't carry Jiro by yourself."

"...what?"

"No!"

"I can't!"

Three good‐natured girls flock to me.

... these guys.

"Hey, I know."I'm not going to be as crazy as before.

I've been saying that over and over again, but... a criminal record is hard to get rid of. I can't trust you at all.

...that's how much you care about it.

"...if you tell a lie,"

"Are you going to give him a thousand needles?"

"...No. In front of Jiro, the manager's..."

"Genet's?"

"...I play volleyball with my breasts."

"Burst Valley!"

`They throw the right breast and the left breast and bump into each other with Magdachie and I held the manager between us.

"Isn't that volleyball?"

Or, isn't there volleyball in this world?

You blew up the funnies again, "Forced Translation Magic"!

"Just... the game." Oh, I want to see it!"

"... Oh, my God. Putting the cart before the horse."

"It's the original Mokuami!"

"The salmon I let go of was delicious!"

"Everyone uses different words... And Delia, you didn't let them go."

I suppose you wanted to say it was counterproductive or backfired.

Putting the cart before the horse is slightly different from the opposite effect... I understand the nuance.

In fact, I use it to mean 'I can't put the cart before the horse!?' It's a feeling, isn't it?

But Delia's is different.

The horse-drawn carriage, supposedly in a rather serious situation, had a relatively normal air of playfulness.

I feel more comfortable here, but... I wonder what it is.

He soothes the three geeky girls who stare at me, and puts themselves on the back of the chair.

Estella nudged me in the ribs.

"Don't worry too much. The Magdas, too... to Jeanette."

"... I don't mean it,"

"I hope so..."

Estella pinched me on the cheek, saying, "I don't mind."

Isn't it all right? What a protest!

"It's been a long time since I saw your face..."

Such a face must have been pointed out by Estella in the church.

It seems that I was laughing.

Well, I'm aware that I was laughing, but... I don't think I'm going to look this worried.

Magda, Loretta, Delia, plucked her cheek.

Am I the Punipuni mascot? Are you hanging it from your mobile phone?

"You don't have to worry about it like that,"

"...no,"

"That's not the case,"

"Astella,"

"Oh, me?"

Picking me on the cheek, the four girls start talking... Let go.

"... Estella always sits casually next to Jiro."

`We noticed Estella sitting across from our brother!'

"When I sit next to her, I sit down and touch her whenever I have a chance, Estella."

"Saw!? ...touching it... ...that doesn't mean that much... ...usually to turn it around, or to give it a warning.

Estella's hand is slowly getting loose.

He's blushing red when he's been pointed out.

Well, Natalia said the same thing, you know.

"... what?"

"I don't want you to tell me, Jillo!"

With a red face on her face, Estella ran away to the opposite seat.

That's where you react so much that you get a lot of comments. Like Donnis.

"For the time being, let go of anything." My cheeks are swollen."

"...a new discovery."

"Yes! Your cheeks are surprisingly nice!"

"I think I know you want to touch Estella!"

"Let go!"

"...just a little more."

"It's almost.

"Just a little more, huh, Jillo?"

and my cheeks kept on getting stuffed until I reached the Forty-second leg.

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

Going back to the Forty-second Ward, we disembark in front of the lord's house.

and????

`I've been waiting for you!'

"Oh, Mr. Jiro. It's a coincidence to meet you here. I have the best quality wood I got this morning, eh, by chance! Did you see it? I'm sure it's good material for playground equipment."

"Ah, Jiro. I thought about it, when you use our eggs to make doughnuts, use only the yolk of the sago..."

"Welcome back, Jiro! This is a fruity sausage platter. I put lettuce and lemon next to the plate, but this is pretty..."

"Yes, stop! Calm down, guys!"

--somehow full of welcome.

No, are you a salesman or a pick-up?

"Wait a minute... I'm in pretty big trouble right now."

"Is it a big deal?"

Beyond the crowd of girls, Theron looks uneasy.

with a new brick in one's hand ......you too, Theron."Yasilo... Whoa! What is this? Is it Blue Sky Market?"

Jeanettes coming down from the following carriage roll their eyes at the fleas market, which is being held temporarily.

That's right. It looks like that, doesn't it?

"Oh, I'm sorry I'm late."

In an easygoing voice comes Regina.

Did you come to the unveiling of the new medicine?

"You see. I could write a new type of thin book that reversed the 'role' of myself and the fox carpenter, but this is quite a masterpiece... oh!? What's the age?"

The book of curses held by Regina was rolled up and popped. It's not good luck. I didn't play a role in the first place.

"And, my hero," What's the big deal?"

"Ah... well, yes," I'll tell you just in case."

I don't know if I'll ever get any help from these guys, but... it might affect the whole of the 42 wards.

Theron, in particular, can't help but be concerned because he thinks it was their wedding.

If they look like this, there may be fewer couples wanting to have a wedding.

If that happens, the amount of money that comes to the Yodomari-tei may decrease.

After all, it is the only restaurant on the road to the church and the pioneer of the reception. Furthermore, the cake pioneer, Yodamari-tei.

Every time a wedding is held, a fair amount of money rolls in. It's a prospect of ….

So, let alone Theron, Wendy must have a happy aura every day. If Theron were to look like this, Wendy would be depressed.

"Can I talk to you later? Let's talk at Yangdaljeong."

"I'll go!"

`Of course it's all right!'

"Can I go back and tell my fathers that I'm going to be late?"

"Oh, me too! I must tell my father,"

"Then we'll get together in half an hour at the Yodamari-tei,"

"I'll prepare something delicious for you."

With a new product in hand, each returns to their home.

Let's go back to Yodamari-tei, too.

I want to settle down on the platform.

Before that,

"Selon, call Wendy, too." and you'll probably care."

"Yes, yes... just,"

"Just?"

"Wendy has recently begun to study the powder of light again."

"... Is it shining?"

"Yes, I was fully exposed to powder and sunlight this morning..."

The sky is already dim.

By the time these guys gather at the Yodamari-tei, it will be all night.

"... if you look at it before you go to bed, you'll never be able to sleep."

"But I'm sorry,"

bowing Theron But don't worry.

I'll save you money for the light... haha.

"What about you, Estella?"

"I'll go, too," I'll write to Uncle Demily before I leave."

They'll let you know that things have moved.

"By the way, tell Ricardo,"

"It's all right. Your uncle should call you."

"Well, hey,"

"I'm kidding... I'll write it down,"

Do you still hate Ricardo? Don't be so deep‐rooted.

What a joke, and now he's able to tell that much jokes to Ricardo... Yup.

"I meant to go to Mr. Javier to thank him for his carriage."

"Well, that's what you said before you left."

"That's all right," I'll give you my thanks instead."

"No, tell Javier that from you..."

For the time being, I'm also supposed to write a letter to thank Javier.

If we let them understand that we don't have time, we won't have a problem.

"What about Loretta?"

"Of course I will! I was going to stay at Yodamari-tei today!"

What's wrong with him?

You're going to really settle down in the meantime. I'd accept Magda if I could share a room with her.

I'll use the guest room with something else.

"...Magda is going to put up with his sleep and join us soon."

"...are you sleepy?"

"... because Magda did a great job today."

"I see,"

"But I'm going to be on the knees of the basic palmro, although I'm going to participate."

"You're going to sleep, aren't you?"

"...the idea is to relax and listen in a comfortable space."

"No, I'm sure I'll sleep! I've been stuck in bed a few times.

Whatever happens, Magda will sit in her chair.

"It's impossible for Bertina,"

"Well...The children are waiting for me... ...and I want to stay with them as much as I can because I may have made them feel lonely."

He caresses the kid's head and says with confidence.

"These kids have experienced the outside world. It may not be a problem to call him an adult anymore.""Hehe..."

"I think it's okay to leave it to these kids."

"So..." said Bertina, turning her serious eyes at me.

"I'm going to come and eat something delicious that Jeanette says she will make."

"If you come, come and listen."

"Yes. Have a 'delicious thing'!"

"Isn't it delicious?"

"Uh-huh.

I didn't deny it….

"Then Bertina should send them to church,"

"Yes, I'll join you halfway."

It's the same way to Yodamari-tei.

I'm going to walk in a very large household.

"Mr. Jiro,"

an unusually serious look of Jeanette

I'm sure he has something in his mind.

"I'm going to make something delicious, but how about a meat bun, apple candy, and fried takoyaki?"

"Are you saying to me, 'Tell me how to make it!'"

"Oh, no, it was so delicious that I thought it would be good for you."

It's natural...

I don't know what time I'm teaching you now. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

"... Then let's have fried takoyaki." The rest is next time I have time."

"Yes!"

laugh with delightfully

I've given Magda the recipe for the meat bun, and while I'm running around with Estella, they'll teach me around Magda.

Then, we returned to the Yangtari-tei, somewhat lively, but with a little nervous atmosphere.

I just had a day off, but I miss it a lot. That kind of atmosphere greeted us.

"I'm home. Yodamari-tei."

Jeanette suddenly paused at the murmur.

When I looked back...

"Yasilo... You're so pretty."

I was met with such words and smiles.

No, not really... You know, the Japanese believe a lot in eight million gods, somehow?

"I'm back now, Yodamari-tei." Thank you very much for looking after me."

I bowed my head, and Jeanette imitates me.

Oh, this. Don't make a habit of it.

"...I've kept you waiting, Yodamari-tei,"

"Magda, your nuance is a little different."

"...that's proof that the world hasn't caught up with Magda yet."

Does the world revolve around you?

"Now, Mr. Jiro," Let's get ready before you come."

With his arms rolled up, Jeanette hurried into the kitchen.

He is in a better mood than usual, perhaps because he is back at Yodamari-tei or because he teaches me fried takoyaki.

"What is it?"

Despite being overwhelmed by the power, Jeanette reconsidered that she was a workaholic who wanted to work as soon as she got home, and I gave up and went into the kitchen.

At the very least, let's calm ourselves down by eating something delicious.

If I don't do that much, I'll get tired.