The Other World Con Artist's Management Techniques

Wow, I like turtles. 　It was only at the beginning that I was so excited. 　It was a sober and laborious task to get rid of all the seaweed that got tangled in the net. 　What's more, the burden is quite high because we've even contracted to repair the ragged meshes. 　It may take a day, but I cannot spend a day in this task now. "Oh, my gosh!""What, Magda? You had dinner earlier, didn't you?""Ya~ ya~ ya~huh~"Do you want me to play? I'm sorry, but I'm busy now. I'll see you later...""What!""It hurts!? Hey, don't jump at me! Don't bite me!"　My current job: repairing nets, caring for magdas, and so on. "Excuse me, Mr. Yashiro! Please wait for me for a moment! I can't get away from fried food!""...yeah..."　additional services "Well, Magda. I'm going out to the store, so go back to my room.""What!""It's not 'yuck'. Come on, get away from me.""What!"　Magda clings to my back and won't leave me. ... What should I do? "Yasilo! We're waiting for you!""Ah, yes!"　I can't help it. Do you want me to take you? "Look, Magda. Put your collar on. Don't raise your tail. You'll see your buttocks.""Oh, my dear.　Magda has been active lately. Regina said her injuries were just beginning to heal. That's a good thing... she's getting around and getting out of control. 　They lock themselves up in the room, but they come out without permission. 　I don't go out alone anymore, but I get a little excited and dangerous when I'm in front of others. 　So I had no choice but to put a leash on my collar. 　Literally, I have to hold the reins firmly. 　...a collar or something like that to a little girl... ...she seems to be doing something cool. 　There's no time for you to say it's no time to say it. 　I rush out to the store. "Ah! Isn't it Magda-tan?"　Waiting were the men of Tolbeck's factory. "Why, you guys... come and tell me what you want.""Oillas, are you a guest?""All right. First of all, put down the dishes and clean the table.""You don't know, do you?"　thunder in the distance 　Magda shakes and clings to my feet. "Oh my gosh! Scared Magda-tan is so cute!""Kimoy! Put away the dishes as punishment.""So why!?""Oh my gosh.""Look, Magda is telling me to "clean it up.""Let me clean it up!"　A woman lays the dishes left on the empty table and carries them to the kitchen. "What? Why, Mr. Womaro?""Oh, don't worry. I'll leave it here."　Such a conversation can be heard from the kitchen. 　Another rain cloud was looming in the 42nd district. 　Delia was working as a river guild today, not fishing, but strengthening the banks along the river in case of another heavy rain. 　It is said that the maintenance and management of riverside areas are also part of the work of river fishing guilds. 　Estella was Estella, who seemed to be busy and eventually disappeared for breakfast. 　Well, I thought Bertina had asked me to reinforce the church... to board the windows before it rains. I don't have time for that... ...as long as Jeanette is there, I guess she'll end up doing it. 　Regina is keeping herself at home, unabashedly declaring her disqualification for working people, saying, "I'm not going to go out on rainy and windy days, and hot and cold days." 　Magda's condition has stabilized, so "Come and get the medicine yourself." ... Yes, yes. 　. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .　That's why I'm so busy that I'd like to help Umaro. 　A standing man may use a woman. 　There's no time for women. 　There's no time for the womalo to warm up. 　That's the situation. So hang in there, ummallow. 　Hold the leash to the collar and let the magda play in the corner of the dining room. 　While the audience is calming down to Magda, which rolls a small empty barrel, they take orders, carry ready food, lower empty plates, and clean the table. "Mr. Jiro, you're a good hand,""I don't have time. I guess I'll have to do it to the point. You learn from me and become a full-fledged waiter.""No, I can't!"　I don't care if it's a guest or anything. I'm busy. Help me.I'll serve you honey popcorn later. About two grains. 　Oh, come to think of it. Did Delia say, "I can't help you today, so I'll pay you to buy some popcorn after work, popcorn!" ... d*mn, do I have to make honey popcorn, too...　Magda was in charge of popcorn..."Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!```"Ah.........I wonder..."'　Because of this situation, they are now made only once in the morning. 　It's popcorn for Magda when she runs away. And the amount I'll give Delia... Come to think of it, it seems that only the people in the store are eating honey popcorn these days. 　It's the bestselling product I've come up with, but it's not well known. 　They won't sell unless they advertise more. It's no wonder they don't have customers to come and buy popcorn because they're unfamiliar with it. 　But now we don't have time to devote ourselves to advertising or to making popcorn. 　d*mn, what a waste...!　What's more, the rainy season seems to be over after the next heavy rain, and Delia will return to her job as a river-fishing guild. She won't be able to help the Yodamari-tei any more. 　I can't rely on Estella and Regina... even if Magda gets back to normal, it's still a little harsh...　Ideally, I want a garbage collection guild job, and Jeanette can concentrate on cooking and household chores. Magda can only do what she can when she comes back. Magda's charm is that she can't do it. As long as there are customers who like it, she can't do it fast. She's always in charge of customer service and popcorn. I mean, her main business is hunting, so I can't keep her in the store. 　As expected, I need another waitress. 　And then, promoting honey popcorn and developing new customers... ...but I don't think this store can afford to hire any of those people... ...oh, I want two bodies. "I wish I had one more...""Hey!? Mr. Jiro, are you saying something that's not good luck!? Please forgive me!"　It's no good luck, you young man. "Woomaro. I recommend a stewed vegetable set menu today.""I want you to choose for yourself once in a while!"　That's why the bustling lunchtime, even though there aren't so many customers, ended. 　I've got a little time and I'd like to fix the net, but I've got to go get some Magda medicine. I'd like to finish my errands before it rains. 　Worst of all, the net can be repaired in my room, and it's no problem in the middle of the night. ... Just because I'm sleep deprived. 　So I left Magda to Jeanette and headed for Regina's. "Oh, here you are! You've just come to the right place. I'm thinking of making use of this spare time to work on creative activities, but I'm not going to be the model for you. I'm sorry. The prince in the neighborhood, the strong mercenaries, the suspicious handsome magician, etc. will take care of themselves.　Regina had been blabbering about something she didn't even ask, but she omitted it because it was a bad story. 　For the time being, I've completely crushed the source of the rotten smell. 　...he won't be the first BL writer in this city, will he? 　............is this town already a piece of work?　Don't think about it. It's useless. 　Leaving Regina's, I was plodding along the main street. 　It's late in the evening. The bell at the end of the day was quite a while ago, so it's about six o'clock in the evening now. 　They come and go with a look of satisfaction, similar to the accomplishments of those who seem to have finished their work. 　There are several bars lined up on the main street. They must be aiming for that. "Get out! Never come again!"　I heard such an angry voice almost in the middle of the main street, in front of a bar. 　The bar is a place where the dog‐eared waitresses I used to stop by are cute. `Hold on! I'"You're so loud! I can't leave you at our shop! Go home now!""Well, pay me at least for my work...""Go home!"　They were both girls in aprons, one of whom they had seen before, a canine ear waitress. 　The other is a girl I've never seen before, but wearing the same clothes means she's an employee of this store. ...I'm afraid I'll be forced to quit soon. "Huh? Oh, you're the man you were then!"　As I was watching the argument, the clerk with the ear of the dog was quick to find me and spoke to me. 　I wish you'd let me go. "You remember very well. A one-time visitor.""Well, you're the only one who did that. I'll remember you."That would have been a beating to Godfred. 　Well, was it remembered... ...as Godfred forgot... ...forget it.""You look so shabby today. What's wrong with the last one?"　The last one must have been a high school blazer, though it looks like a nobleman's dress in this city. "I just changed into clothes that fit my height,""Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh　You've got me wrong, but I don't think it's a problem to leave it as it is. 　It's more convenient to think that the poor were forced to wear expensive clothes than to think that the rich were disguised as poor people. "What kind of famous person are you? Now that you mention it, I think it's a bit flamboyant."　The canine ear clerk scolded me, and the girl, who had curled up until just now, peeps into my face. 　... Well, there's a flower, or... ...you've got a pretty good eye for it. "Here's the 'nose' here! What's wrong with you?"Oh my gosh...　Pointing at my nose, the female clerk (who will soon be fired) was bursting with a big face. "Are you still there?""Ugh!"　When the canine ear clerk peeled his fangs, the woman (who seems to have already been fired) hid herself behind my back. "He's been talking like this all the time! He's not in the way of his work, really!""No, it's not! I just wanted you to get along with me and build a friendly relationship with me and be my favorite ... it's just for the good of me!""What's that before? Take your sausage away! That's a good move!""Well, you said, 'I want to feed Loretta-chan,' so as part of the service, I gave her ah...""That's what you're going to do because you're looking wistfully, isn't it?"Because the food here is delicious! Hey! All Bloom number one cook!"　A girl named Loretta (whispering a lot) is quick to spot the canine-eared owner who was watching from the entrance of the shop and yells at him. "Even if you flatter my dad, I won't leave him here anymore! Go home! Don't come as a guest!""Well...I loved sausages here...what should I look forward to starting tomorrow..."`I don't know!'"These sausages are the best in the world! The texture of the crispy and elastic skin when you bite a bite, and the fragrant and rich flavor that comes through your mouth, and the scent that comes through your nose, like a paradise in this world, stimulates your appetite. But when you pour it into your throat, the tiredness of the day is blown away, and you can't help but appreciating the happiness that comes into this world."It's shining brightly, and I want to look at it more, but my stomach is so full of gurgling that I can't bear to bite at it, and I feel a different impression than before.""Noisy!"　When the canine ear clerk yells, Loretta shrugs (you can keep talking without chewing, this is a kind of talent... you might want a little). "I can't work at all because I keep talking like that! My work has increased so much since you came!"`Is that my fault?'`It's because you talk so much that you don't work!'"But you all seemed to be having fun, didn't you?""We can't stand it even if the guests are having fun! Anyway, we can't hire them anymore! We're hitting somewhere else! Whoop!"　The canine earclerk swings his canine ear and turns to the right. "Wow!? The audience is in a big trouble!"　Perhaps it wasn't until he turned around that he saw customers cramming out of the shop. "Sorry, Dad! I'll be back soon!""Hey, dog ears clerk,"　call in a canine ear clerk who is about to run 　Turning around, the canine ear clerk responds in a huffy tone, albeit in a hurry. "I have the name Paula?""So, Paula. Is he really fired?""Huh!? Why are you asking me? I was going to come back to work tomorrow.　No, I don't think so. "Sack Hongt! Don't come again!"`Well... it's your fault... I hate you.'　No, no. It's not my fault, is it? "Paula, can you decide? What's the owner's will?""That's all right! I have to be strict with girls, Dad. It's the owner's daughter's authority and he's fired!""Well... I'm sorry,""Well... just like anyone else's business... is that you, brother?"　Bastard! There's never been a gentler gentleman than I am. "Oh, yeah! Give me your uniform back!""Oh! If you take off your clothes here, you won't be able to get married! Then will you support me here for the rest of my life?""I'm so...!"　Oh, I stepped on a mine. "I'll give you those clothes in return for your salary, and I'll never show my face again!"　Paula, a canine ear clerk who peels his tusks. 　Loretta held back as the angry voice passed by. 　Paula patters back to the store. 　The store is really overflowing with customers. `Well... I can help you,'　Loretta dents into the ground and shrugs her shoulders. 　He's incredibly depressed. He's quite a bit different from what he's been talking about until a while ago. "I'm really sorry...""Hmm... If you feel sorry for me, please introduce me to a job! We have a lot of hungry younger brothers, and we need a lot of money.""Who cares for you?""What? Because you're saying, 'Oh, sorry'..."　I've said it. "I'm sorry for you said it. 　But, you know. "It's that dog-eared clerk I feel sorry for,""Mr. Paula?"　He hasn't noticed.At present, the customers who flocked to the store to the brim are asking, 'What did you hear?' 　Well, it's a good location. Until now, I guess there have been customers without doing anything special. 　The reason I dropped in unexpectedly was because there happened to be a store in a good place. 　I didn't choose this store because it was here. 　But all the people who flocked to the store now were the ones who wanted to go to the store. 　I was caught up in the propaganda. 　so 　Listen to this huge commercial run of Loretta right in front of the store. "Are you looking for a job?""Oh!? Oh!? What's that saying... Can you introduce me to a job?"　Well, I have a good intuition. 　Listening to Paula's conversation revealed some of the advantages of this Loretta. 　First of all, he's a good speaker. 　It's kind of a talent to talk about beer and sausages so expressively. And he's done it without a competition or script. 　And it's also an advantage to have a good voice. 　His voice catches my ear. Many passersby looked back, and Paula said, "I'm talking all the time," probably because Loretta's voice caught my ear. 　A voice that reaches the eardrum and is remembered. This is not what you get for it. 　And this friendliness and intuition. 　This guy has a sense of what the other person wants and wants to do. 　It's impossible for a customer to want to "eat" their sausage, but it's tempting to try it against Loretta, whether he's conscious or not. 　It's safe to say that you're good at spoiling. 　And that spoiled skill becomes quite important in advertising. 　Just saying, "The food here is delicious!" is only a good advertisement effect. 　However, if you can make people think, "If he says so, I'll try it," the effect will swell many times. 　That's why TV commercials use highly likable personalities. 　Those who were here or happened to pass by and heard the uproar would have thought. "Sausage is so delicious that such a fool can't believe it's going to be worthless. It's not logic or theory, it's simply delicious."　Gourmet reports look better when a slightly out-of-the-box talent who looks good with a smile exaggerates rather than when intelligent intellectuals poop and explain logically why this dish tastes good. 　I feel really sorry for you...I can't believe I've let go of all these useful people. "Loretta,""Yes!""I will explain the wages and working conditions later."　With a foreword, I reach out to Loretta. "Do you want to work for us?"　Loretta's eyes, looking up at me, are rapidly getting bigger. 　Sparkling stars shine, and then sway for a moment. 　After taking a big breath, grab my hand with both hands and say in a clear voice. "Yes! Nice to meet you!"　After Delia, I solicited him again at my own discretion.　I'm sure Jeanette won't say no. 　But you should apologize for doing whatever you want. If you don't have a word, it's a big difference. 　Well, let's say we'll talk about it after we'll talk about it.""Loretta, I look forward to you,""Yes! Leave it to me!"　a puffy Loretta 　You don't know what you're going to do yet, but you look very confident. 　But it will actually do well. 　Anyway, the way he served us is very similar to my ideal service. 　Increase customer satisfaction and increase repeat customers. Ideally, the customer should have a 'mistake' of 'maybe I'm special.' 　His sense of smell and friendly spoiltness are the strongest weapons. 　And above all...　A clerk at Yodamari-tei should be this stupid.