The Other World Con Artist's Management Techniques

"Jinnet! I'm hungry!"

"Yes, we have a lot of lunch prepared."

After the morning competition, the chairman of the competition (Estella) declared a break.

Estella went straight from the platform to Jeanette. I had taken off my blue headband along the way. It's a sign that we want to have lunch together regardless of the team... No, we just want to get together.

"If you want to eat, pay!"

"Why?! That's all right, I'll negotiate directly with the 'store manager'."

How cowardly of you are!

"That's all right, Mr. Jiro," I wish you would eat it."

Jeanette takes out a huge lunch box and spreads it on a leisure sheet with a smile on her face.

"This is what we call it," It's an advertisement, Mr. Yashiro."

"Promotion?"

"Yes. If you've never touched Yangdalitei's lunch box before, you'll probably get more orders for lunch box lunches if you know that the lunch box is this good and that the cold rice you eat outside is also delicious."

What a surprise!

I can't believe Jeanette started saying such a thing...

I always thought that this was a place where people stopped thinking, like, "If you need it, when you need it," but... it's growing little by little, isn't it, Jeanette?

"Well, it's true. The sales at restaurants and stalls are reasonably good, but the sales of boxed lunches are slowing down. Well, this might be a good opportunity."

Jeanette chuckled curiously when she said so.

What's so interesting about it?

"I'm looking forward to my friend Jinet's lunch box".

"It's Zinepu's lunch box, which overturns my stereotype that cold food is not good. I'm really looking forward to what's in it today. Now, shall I feed you? Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"Mr. Becko! I haven't opened the lid yet, but I'd like to have a sample of this, too."

`Is this the amount!'

Somehow, people gathered from other teams.

I thought it was cloudy all of a sudden and found a medla standing behind me. He is blocking the sunlight like a cloud and gazing into his lunch box with interest.

"Well, this is the rumored "lunch box." I've seen Magda hiding and eating a few times, but it's my first time seeing what's inside."

"Please taste it too."

"You look full of confidence. I'm looking forward to it."

Docka and Medora who sit next to me and look forward to the opening of their lunch box. ...narrow.

"...Unfortunately, Jiro is our team."

Hold me up and Magda takes me away.

straight next to a ginet

"What, Magda? Doesn't it matter if you're on a break?"

"It's Ticky, Medra."

"... Jillo,"

"My brother,"

"It's "Yangdaljeong Team!"

It seems that…

Well, it's easier with these guys than next to Medra. It's windy.

"Well, that's all right. ... He's nervous and losing his appetite next to Darling, too."

Hmm... I'm losing my appetite right now...

"Sasa, Mr. Jiro, Jeanette. Let's hurry up and open our lunch. I don't think I can wait any longer, gentlemen.

A distinctly impatient Bertina urges me next to Jeanette.

Oh, that position is the easiest one to get. As expected of my mother, I know her very well.

"Shiraha, orchio, and grandmother Mum, please try it."

Jeanette beckons and acquaintances gather.

"Ginnette, can I be called?"

"Of course, Mr. Marle," Cindy, too."

"Thank you for your concern. Oh, really, Jeanette looks just like me when I was young. He's smart and cute."

Oh, that's too close!

It's really a shame that Cindy can't use the "Judgment of the Spirit"

I could definitely make a frog!

"It seems that our Ines is taking care of us, so I'll have a special dinner together."

"Ma, Ma, Ma, Ma, Ma, Ma, Ma, if there is Miss Erin, so is an eagle, if there is any connection between the two." Let's take care of the eagle with us."

"Lunch with Libeka..."Oh, I'm so happy!"

Besides, even those who didn't even call me came together.

Gerracy, Donnis, Firman... oh, there's not a decent nobleman here.

"Sir Estella, of course I'll be with you, Tracey.

`There's Nene, too.

"Well, Mr. Manager, you must be very gentle today..."

"Oh, well, don't be so frightened. I won't do anything. Is that right?"

Tracy and Nene's hearts are deeply scarred, aren't they?

Genet is a rare race that is hard to deal with. Let's take good care of course.

"Is it here that you don't have a lot of faces?"

"Well, yes. It's kind of hard to get close to, isn't it?"

`Oh, Mily, are you here...?'

The flood of so many thick people has left Paula, Neferry and Milly in a daunting moody.

Well, beautiful women must be afraid. Get out of the way, bad lords!"Well, I've made a pretty big sheet of leisure-sheets, haven't I?"

Ukrinness laughs bitterly at the heavy traffic leisure sheet.

The leisure sheet we are using this time is an extra-large rug (commonly known as a leisure sheet) made by Ukrinness, but it's a carpet in terms of size.

It's going to get crowded.

"Uh-huh, the lord of the manor is full of guilds."Yes☆ Maybe it's Yashiro's credit☆"

"The lord and the guild's breasts are my credit? Then give me a free ticket."

"Oh~? I wonder if you want to mislead me about something~"

Hmm. Marshall!

He made a mistake as if all these strong members had gathered because of me.

The reason why the lords of other wards flock together is because Estella is attached to this strange crowd.

"They're all flatterers. ... Oh, I said it wrong. I'm in love with Estella."

"What and how can I put it wrong?"

"What? Shall I explain to you? Estella's heart..."

"No! All sorts of dignitaries are present, shut your mouth!"

Estella protests, holding small plates and chopsticks distributed by Magda and Loretta.

You asked me...

"Hey, the tiger's daughter," Give me a small plate, too."

"... Oh, Ricardo... ...200Rb."

"Why am I the only one who has to pay?"

"""...the lord's special price"""

`You're treating me wrong!'

Ricardo mixes well.

But...

"It can't be helped if it's a system like that. Estella is 200Rb."

"Take it from Ricardo,"

"Hey, don't be silly, Estella!"

"'BU' is a collective almighty,'

"Don't be silly, Ova Jiro!"

Don't be stingy. About 200Rb.

Oh, my God, they're really pushy lords.

"Struthful..."

"Don't accuse me with mysterious words!"

It's a mystery!

Look, Regina looks like she's sure.

"Well, gentlemen," I'm about to open my lunch."

Jeanette seems to have been waiting for everyone to come together.

He looked around at the faces of the swarming people and finally.

"The excitement of opening a lunch box is also important."

Tell me who you were put into your head.

with an oddly happy look

What? So you're going to say, "I'm like Jiro~" again? I'm still spoiled.

When a smiling Jeanette puts her hand on the lunch box, everyone holds their breath together.

The lid of the lunch box opens, watched by many people.

"'Oh...'"

let out a thick exclamation

The first thing I showed you was a colorful bales of rice balls.

I guess it's the landlady's influence to think that lunch boxes are bales.

For the time being, Jeanette has taken over the concept. You know, it's more tightly packed than a triangle.

"'Wow!'"

What the girls cheered for was the delightful vegetables.

potato salad with asparagus bacon rolls, fried lotus root, spinach dried laver rolls, and petite tomatoes. Macaroni is also made and put in.

``Well!'

The relatively old kids made a guts pose against meat. The inside of the lunch box is very brown. This is an unbearable punch for a young man.

Rough fried chicken seems to grab a man's stomach anywhere in the world.

After that, standard side dishes such as mini hamburgers, meatballs, and egg-grilled dishes appear one after another, and the voltage on the leisure sheet continues to rise.

And finally, this hidden ball.

A dream lunch box realized with the full cooperation of the marine fishing guild.

"Fried shrimp!"

When Jeanette opened the lid, there was a roar of joy, led by the kid.

Fry prawns tightly in the lunch box.

And it's a shrimp car carefully selected by Marsha!

Even Western‐style restaurants charge about 2,000 yen a day, and it's really a wonderful fried shrimp.

That's all I can do.

"Marsha provided us with fried shrimp and Neferry provided us with ingredients for fried shrimp. Say thank you all."

"'Thank you!'"

"I like... No, shrimp." No, fried shrimp.

I could hear the shrill fish and the flamboyant eye-make-up raccoon voice of a feck, but let's ignore it. I don't think Neferry would hear it, or Marsha might have heard it.

"Then, ladies and gentlemen, have some!"

"'Thank you!'"

With Jeanette's voice as a signal, each reaches for his lunch box.

The people at Yodamari-tei, Norma, and the waiters are sharing side dishes and rice balls on their plates.

The insufferable reach out to the things at hand.

"Well! What's this? What's this?"

"Omusubi, there's something mixed in it! Oops!"

I mixed the rice balls in a variety of ways other than the usual salmon flakes.

He had made his own furikake out of takana and octopus. If you use sake or miso, you can have a variety of flavors, and you can make any number of variations.

At the end, Jeanette was so amused that there were so many kinds of furikake.

That's why there's so much variety of rice balls."Salmon is the best!"

Yeah. You must be, Delia.

"Yasilo! What's this? Our vegetable?"

"It's high vegetables."

"Oh my gosh! This is how it turned out there!"

MOMAT FOR TENSIONING TAKANA Omusubi

It's an appeal to you, "This is our vegetable!" with such a loud voice.

"Hey, hey, Jillo! Is this meat of the beast that we hunting guilds have hunted for?"

"That's too bad, Usse," It's beef stewed in soy sauce."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"Phew! Jillo! Let him eat the meat of the beast! He's more delicious than a cow!"

Don't fight. Just a lunch box.

The meat of the beast is delicious without any special care, so I'm not going to make it an elaborate dish.

This shigure-boiled dish is a masterpiece that Jeanette and I have come up with ideas to make it look as good as the meat of the meat of the beast.

"Hell, it's a devil's skewer."

"Delicious!? What's this!? Bonakon!"

"...No. It's Magda's Inopoke."

"U-Sae, I don't know how it tastes."

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah

"... says Ricardo with a dumb tongue who can't tell the difference between eggplant and meat."

"Which one would say?"

"Hah! You're useless, Ricardo!"

"Oh, come on Medra! Don't eat it!"

"...so you should eat without saying anything."

"What did you say, Usse?"

"No! The meat of the beast is delicious!"

A flock of hunters is making merry.

I guess Medora is still a light eater. There's only a little salad and a bowl of rice balls on the plate.

"Medra, is that enough? Don't hesitate."

"Darling, you're nice! Is this what a newlywed life looks like?"with a pop."

"Hahaha, Medra!" "Eat a lot" is a common saying that Ossan in the pig farm says to pigs.

`But don't eat too much... you'll get fat,'

"That's stupid. Even if you gain a little weight, Medra is a medra (= Such a slight minus point error, error). If you put on about 50 kilograms, you might not realize that you've gained too much money!"

"Dah, darling said, 'Even if you lose weight, you're a Medra (≠I love you no matter what that means! ☆)] ... He's bleeding his nose over there!"

Medra rushed out with a few Ossan around her.

I'm glad it wasn't blown here.

"Yasilo... Don't play with me..."

"Usset. 'Then you should take responsibility and stop contacting me.'"

"Don't be silly! I can't die a hundred times!"

I'm not messing with you, I'm dodging you well.

"Yes, Mr. Jiro,"

"Huh? Oh, thank you."

Jeanette offered me some side dishes.

Fried shrimp, minihamburg and asparabacon are served on fried chicken. It's heavy.

"I'm sorry. I thought it was a good balance, but it was going to run out soon."

If you look at it, the number of fried prawns, fried prawns, and hamburgers were decreasing at a tremendous rate.

Asparabacon is selling better than I expected.

"Fried prawns, is that good.

"What's this? It's my first time eating it!"

"It's better than our fried prawns... No, we're not losing!"

The fried prawns seem to have shocked some people.

Well, it's the best fried shrimp.

I can hardly eat it, either. It's a masterpiece.

"You guys, that shrimp is the shrimp that our nicka caught out of the sea! Eat it thankfully!"

Somehow Carl is pretending to be important.

Several men have clunky faces.

"Why are you so important?" I can clearly feel the feeling, "You've been given such a cute bride, and you've never lost your bad smell."

"Now, Carl. I'm embarrassed, so don't make a fuss."

"Because the shrimp Nikka caught was so delicious that I wanted to brag about it."

"You don't have to brag about it... but if Carl thinks it's delicious, Watashi will be happy..."

"Ah! Our daughter-in-law's cute Dazo! This fried shrimp tastes like a nicka too!"

Hmm... "I'm going to eat you" or something like that?

You caterpillar... all right.

"Guys! This fried shrimp tastes like a knicker! Try it while gazing at it!""'That's right!'"

"Wow, Nicka! Nicka, you're so full of yourself!"

"Mrs. Darling, you've got a good taste."

"It's tight enough!"

"Young madam, you're very rich~"

"My wife is delicious!"

"Wow! Stop it! Don't look at Nikka like that!"

Sentence

It's not popular... It's because they make a fool of themselves in front of the people who devote all their passion to their work, even though they're sparing away from women.

Wow, Nicka's tail is crunchy! Hmm!

"No, Mr. Jiro. Bullying... chuckling."

Jeanette, however, looks happy.

Well, I'm not malicious. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ."

"...? What are those guys talking about? Is the wife good? Is that shrimp, the one with the husband?"

...and the super-insensitive Nikka himself doesn't realize it, so let it go.

It seems that if a person who is s*xually harassed feels uncomfortable, he or she is out. Yes. Safe.

"So let's eat fried chicken."

"Wait a minute, sweetie!"

He interrupts me with a thud!

Don't run wild on the leisure sheet...

"...I'll punish you for spilling a grain of rice?"

"Oh... oh... oh... I didn't spill it, really... I don't have a scary face... seriously..."

Percy kneeling down in front of me and bowing his head.

There you go! Don't go on a rampage beside your food.

"And what?"

"Well, when you eat deep-fried chicken, you don't see Mr. Neferry!"

"You see, I don't you?"

"Really!? It's like nothing!"

Hey, Percy.

... like eating fried chicken while watching the Neferry... like eating pork cutlet in front of a little pig.

No, it's like eating a roast calf in front of a mother cow.

Anyway, it's hard to eat in front of you, meat!

"Well, especially since this deep-fried chicken is a breast meat, you know, Neh, Neh, Neh, Neh, Neh, Neh, Neh, Neh, Neh, Neh, Neh, Neh, Neh, Neh, Neh, Neh, Neh..."

"You're so cute".

"Oops!? Molly, before you know it!"

"From the moment you came in," Don't bother my sister so much."

"I'm so sorry, my stupid brother,"

"I don't call you stupid! And you're so cute!"

"Then I'll tell the chicken that my brother told me, 'Your breasts are delicious.'"

"Wait, Molly! I didn't say that! Seriously!"

The noisy brothers and sisters are leaving.

My sister is leaving, isn't she?

"But the rice at the Yodamari-tei is still delicious."

Usse lets such a thing slip.

Jeanette stops listening to it and looks very happy.

Then he hurriedly served fried chicken and asparabacon on a plate and served it to Usse.

"If you don't mind, here, too,"

"What!? Oh, to me?"

"Yes, unless you're full."

"Oh, my God. I can eat a lot more, but... well... that's a bad thing."

Ossan is extremely embarrassed.

When you sit back and pick up a small plate with both hands, you bow respectfully.

Turn right in front of you and look down... Huh!?

"Don't look into the valley!"

"Don't be with me!"

"You're all big-milk lovers!"

"You are the only one who has no principles!"

"What do you think, Jeanette?"

"Mr. Jiro, please confess."

Oh my geez!

Even Usse is always glancing.

"I'm so sick to my face. You're always glancing at me in the corner."

"Oh!? Oh, my God, what's bad to hear!"

"Oh? I'm going to play 'Spiritual Judgment'?"

"...not to-day,"

It may be synonymous with a confession.

The giant milk hunter sneaked away and Lucia plumped down in the empty space.

Gilberta also follows and sits back.

"It's a wonderful taste, Jinepu,"

"Thank you,"

"But! Maybe it's because it's cold, but it still tastes a little different from normal meals."

"Yes. It tastes good when it's cold... No, it tastes better when it's cold."

"Oh! Great job! Come and marry me in the 35th Ward!""You can't!? I can't give you the manager!"

"...what are you going to do with Hammaro?"

"At Hammarotan's place... I'm going to get married..."

"Jennett is alone in the Thirty-Fifth Ward, isn't he?

"Well, that's a problem,"

Jeanette takes Lucia's story for fun.

It's quite natural that other lords will like it this much. ... oh, was he the man who fed the lord of his district in the first place, Jeanette?

What is this, actually? The reason why the lords of each ward want to gather in the Forty-two wards.

"How do you like it, Mr. Tracey?"

"Yes, it's delicious. Hey, Mr. Nene...."

"Yes, it's very delicious. Tracy...."

No, that's why they said it's okay.

I don't mind if you call me throw it away. ...persistent, these traumas.

"Isn't it too oily?"

"No, it's very delicious," I was in trouble because I couldn't stop using chopsticks even though it was fried."

"It's a strange coincidence. I can't stop either."

Bertina with a smile on her face. It's always the case that your chopsticks don't you, Bertina.

"Would you like one, Mr. Donnis and Mr. Filman?"

"No, I'll do it myself, so it's okay."

Don't shake, you sulky blood!?

It's not cheating to have the side dishes served separately, is it's not cheating!?

Nevertheless, Jeanette is actively promoting boxed meals.

I don't know what inspired me, but it's a good trend.

though…

"Joinette, eat a little, too."

"What? ... Oh, that's right. I completely forgot."

"Oh, my dear.

I'm not eating a bite because I'm always taking care of others.

It's a bad habit of Jeanette.

The athletic meet will continue into the afternoon. If you don't eat properly, you'll collapse.

"Come on, eat at least this much.

Serve a small plate of food, rice, and salad that would fill up your stomach and hand them over to the ginet.

You don't have to be full, but you need to replenish your energy.

Actually, I'd like to have a few more refills, but there's very little left.

"Thank you very much. ...hmm. I'm kind of happy to have it served."

Take it politely with both hands, stare and smile.

You've been doing such a delightful thing. Are you conscious?

Well, that's it. Be spoiled once in a while.

"If it's not enough, say it."

"No. My stomach swells when I'm making and going out..."

"I'm running out of lunch," I'll treat you to something at the shops."

"What..."

"If you don't want to eat alone, well... together,"

"...that's an attractive proposition."

Squeeze a small plate, then squint and loosen one's cheeks.

"I think I'll be a little gluttonous to-day,"

I hope it doesn't look like my mother.

I accidentally missed the right time to be sarcastic.

Don't be so happy. Are you a kid? I'm afraid you'll just open a store.

...and I'm going to be fat today, too.

Miss, your breasts are big. Ojisan, come here for a second to buy something delicious. Let's eat together... yuck!

Wow, if you don't know me, I'm a criminal.

You can't do it unless you say something like that. Because I'm thinking too much now, like... Don't pay too much for such a nice smile.

Ah, after all, the atmosphere of the festival is scary. The purse strings are looseer than the rubber in my pants that I've been wearing for two years.

Jeanette shakes her shoulders at what she says.

--but Bertina, who cut in front of her and twinkled her eyes.

"Yasilo! I think I'm going to be a big eater, too.

`You are always a glutton!'

But it's strange.

I don't think the mother of a mother and a daughter will have any pain in her pocket even if she is treated...and certainly there will be a lethal amount of pain.

"Probably, Mr. Yashiro... this is not enough for me."

`I suppose!'

Bertina is coming in. Even if I look away, it will come round and look in.

This won't go away unless you treat yourself to magical sausages.

...I didn't bring you so much money today. ......get together in Ricardo?

I mean, I. How much do you have now?

I'm going to exercise today, so I didn't bring it that far.

There is a stall, so I've brought some.

I've got my pants pocket double-structured so that no matter how much I run or jump, I won't fall off.

As I searched my hip pocket to see it, something fell out of my pocket.

It was a small, folded bundle of paper, which I myself put in my hip pocket, and which made my spine shiver for a moment when I noticed its existence."Yasilo, something fell down?"

"Oh, no! It's okay! You don't have to pick it up!"

I wonder why I was so impatient at this time.

Why did I not want anyone to see it?

Above all, at this time...

Magda, who was quick to sense my impatience, snaps up the blob I was trying to pick up.

Norma and Natalia casually and accurately block me from trying to take back.

Then, as excited girls peep in, the folded "buts" are opened.

The characters in it are--

"A sleeping ticket with estella"

--and ten spellings.

"What!?"

It was Estella, of course, who gave such a strange cry, and in that instant each of them looked as if he had sensed something.

"Is it a gift from Estella?"

"Oh, oh, oh, I didn't give it to you, that's it!"

"If it's a present... it's as imaginative as an infant."

"That's why I didn't make it said.

"Are you sure you're going to give that right to a dealer and give him permission to sell it? I'll make a lot of money.

"No way!"

Estella, who started teasing me all at once, walks up to me with a bright red face.

"Why on earth does Jillo have such a thing!? Oh, well, ten! Oh, are you going to sleep with me so many times?"

"Stupid! No! Calm down!"

d*mn, the timing was bad!

If it wasn't for this worst timing, the intent of this ticket would have been accurately read, but under these circumstances, it's completely understood that it's a ticket for me to use.

We'll have to be honest here -- we'll miss the opportunity -- but you'll have to talk.

"This is to sell Tracy at a high price!"

"I'll buy it at your asking price!"

"No! What authority do you have to have to do such a business?"

"Oh, dear Estella! What a waste!"

a bed ticket torn to pieces

Fluttering up into the sky, Tracy and a few other Ossans reach for the pieces????

"That ticket is invalid!"

At the cry of the merciless lord, the flying scraps of paper fell into insignificance.

and the merciless lord pointed his finger at my nose, which made my eyebrows angry.

"I'll jail you for a few days if you do such a stupid thing next time for a few days.

He said such an incorruptible thing and told them the punishment in this case.

"If you treat me to okonomiyaki... I'll forgive you for this incident."

"...hey,"

"I see no sign of remorse!"

"Yes, I'm sorry!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

I'll treat you to okonomiyaki.

"Then let's have some okonomiyaki with Jeanette.

Looking at Jeanette, she was a little stunned by the sudden uproar.

While sitting flat, for some reason I clenched the scraps of my sleeping ticket in my hand.

"... Oh, yes, Jeanette.

「…………」

Then, when I called him by name, he turned slowly to me -- for some reason, he puffed up his cheeks.

... Yes, I'll confess. I guess I should... well...