The Other World Con Artist's Management Techniques

"Mr. Molly, your room is ready. I'm sorry that it's an empty room, but please take it for yourself and relax."

Just as the business hours of the Yodamari-tei were over and the cleaning was almost done, Jeanette popped back into the kitchen.

I had been walking about in the daytime, and I wasn't ready for the drawing room.

...I think I weighed quite a bit. The usual Genet wouldn't forget these things.

"Excuse me, Mr. Manager. Thank you very much for everything you've done for me.

"No. Molly has helped me close the store, which has helped me, too.

Molly followed our instructions and worked very briskly to close the store.

He's got enough work to start with tomorrow.

I guess you've learned how to do your job well before you get used to it. It's fun to teach this type of person work. I'm the type to want to raise.

"Well..."

Loretta is bending her head around her arms as she gazes at the pot boiling water for bathing.

"What are you worried about? Loretta."

"No, as long as we stay together, I think we need a nickname that suits Molly, but I can't think of anything good..."

"Isn't it Morrichy?"

That's what Loretta does, isn't it? Magdachy and Millichy, right?

"Then I'm wearing a lot of clothes with Millichy, so I'm twisting my head to give you one suitable nickname for a new idea."

"Oh, you don't have to force me to do it?"

"Why!? Huh! You don't want to be close to me!? Is it annoying?"

"No, by all means, sir,"

Molly seems to have read the atmosphere to the fullest and conceded to the limit.

You may not have thought about it before, but you just thought it might be a little troublesome.

"Huh!? It flashed!"

"Well, let's think of other candidates."

"Why!? Just listen! I thought of a nice guy!"

for there is nothing more to be relied on than the flash of Loretta.

"Just tell me,"

"That's Pashy Mocky!"

"Well, Mr. Loretta... not to entangle my brother in my nickname... if possible, I wish you would do your best to stop it."

"Oh, can't I!"

"Hey, Hammaro (older sister)."

"Oh! I see, it's kind of like that! My brother pointed it out and I knew it so much!"

"I'm glad you understood it. It's amazing, Mr. Jiro, that he has come up with an idea to hit the vital point right away."

I was impressed in a strange way.

I think anyone can do this because it's easy to imagine what Loretta might think.

"Umm......morimori-kun,"

"Don't do that."

Loretta, look next door. You're looking at me with a very serious face.

Molly's all‐out refusal. Look, I'm not going to take my eyes off you anymore. I'm ready to watch you for strange nicknames.

"... Morrillin, no, Morrillin!"

"I don't quite understand why Morrine was rejected,"

"I felt like I couldn't express Molly's cuteness enough!"

"I think it's probably just my imagination, and I don't have much cuteness."

"That's not true! Molly has the cuteness to communicate with Millichy!"

"Then Morrichy will do," I'm glad to see you all, and I like Millie."

Loretta. To put Molly's words into free translation, "That's all right, don't think there's anything more to it."

I think you've done something where you can compromise before you get a strange nickname.

"Here, Mr. Loretta," The water is boiling, so please carry it with Molly."

"Leave it to me, manager! I'm going to take some hot water and wash my back!"

"Well, I can take a bath by myself..."

"Don't hesitate! I'm a waitress we worked with!"

Loretta pushes Molly on the back into the courtyard.

The corridor crept and the door closed, with Molly glancing at us until the very end.

I mean, bring some hot water.

"Uh-huh. Loretta, you look happy."

"Magda's already gone to bed." I wonder if they really want me to be careful."

When they heard Molly was going to stay, Loretta seemed to have decided to stay as well.

"I forgot the hot water!"

Loretta, who fluttered back, draws a tub full of hot water from a big pot and goes out again.

Put that boiling water in a tub and dilute it with water to make it a good temperature.

"What do you do, Jiro?"

"There's Molly, I'll go up a little later."

"Well, I'll get ready to take a bath here,"

"Don't worry about me, you go and take a bath, too." You're sweating today,

"Well, then I'll have it first." -- Mr. Jiro, can you do it yourself?"

"Don't worry... Are you worried because Magda is always doing it?" It's all right."

"It's hot, so be careful."

"Children, I am,"

"Uh-huh.Jeanette goes out into the courtyard, drawing boiling water into a tub.

Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...

Yes. I'll have a woman fix it right away. floors and doors, and a roof in the courtyard By the way, on those steep stairs, my room. The rest... Oh, after the stairs, is it still before negotiations? Well, what should I feed on... For now, I want an environment where bathing in the bath is easier. I don't have to go to the bath, but the environment is that hot water comes out when I turn on the faucet... Umaro, don't you have any ideas? If you make Magda's Iiko ticket, he can't invent a water heater, can he? Is it impossible? Can't he use it?

With that in mind, lock the door to the courtyard, which is rarely closed.

Look, it's a shame if someone comes in while I'm taking a bath. Even though I was seen, I could be made a bad guy. In all ages, perpetrators of Eroshapening will be rubbed against men without question or answer. Self‐defense!

Move a few tables on the floor to make room and place the tub on the floor.

Then pour a tubful of boiling water into it and dilute it with water brought from the water bottle. It's a little bit far to the well. the outside of afloat

"Now, shall we get through with it?"

When you take off your boots, which have been pressing your feet all day, and take off your inflexible socks, your bare feet feel liberated.

Then the unlocked door of the hall, the door to the entrance of the Yangdalutei, opened.

Oh, no! I forgot that.

"What!"

It was Hammaro who screamed.

"What's that?"

"I feel like I have to tell you!"

Where do you remember that? Oh, I see. Is it a pharmacist's church? You're a bad walker!

`Here's your nightgown!'

"Are you here alone? It's dangerous to go on the road at night".

The younger brothers and sisters here treat pretty small kids very well, don't they?

You'll be taken away.

Especially today, Lucia is in Imelda's house.

"Hammaro, don't go beyond church. I won't be able to come back."

"Is it soft-shelled turtle soup?"

"There's no such thing as that."

"...what?"

Hey, Hammaro.

Don't stare at me.

Don't rub your eyes with both hands.

So don't stare at me again.

I'm not that bad.

"Well, I'll sleep well with you tonight!"

"Oh, wait. Molly is here today."

"Then I'll sleep with the manager!"

"Well, wait, Hammaro. Shall we sleep in my room?"

"Yes! I'm going to occupy your bed!"

Don't occupy it. I was surprised that he had grabbed Hammaro's little head.

Oh, before you know it?

Oh, I see.

If Hammaro took over my bed, I'd have nowhere to sleep, so if I slept with Jeanette, would everything be all right? Yeah.

"You can occupy the bed."

"Hey! I'm already sleepy! I'm half asleep!"

Hammaro runs into the kitchen with his hands up.

He's rattling at the door after he's been rattling along the corridor.

"Closing the future, the new curse!"

"...there's no curse on it,"

Hammaro seems to be unable to recognize his existence because of the keys he rarely closes.

Oh, my God!

He walks barefoot down the corridor, unlocks the key, and sees Hammaro off.

Looking up from the courtyard, the ground floor was already quiet.

I'm probably not sleeping anymore, so I'm in the middle of taking a bath now.

They won't come down again after taking a bath. With wet hair, this fresh air is too cold.

I don't know what Hammaro will do, and there's a restroom on the floor...

Stop locking and go back to the floor.

The hot water was somehow lukewarm.

I don't have a key, and I'm kind of tired...

"Is it okay to take a foot bath.

My feet are completely black from walking barefoot.

Let's just get rid of this stain and wrap it up for today. I won't die if I don't take a bath a day or two.

If I can't stand it, I can wipe myself in the daytime.

That thought made me feel a lot more troublesome.

sit down beside the tub with a chair at hand

When you dip your feet in hot water, you feel a gentle warmth throughout your body.

Ah... it feels good.

I really want a bathtub... I don't think Estella has one. You can't do it, can you?

Well, it's a lot of trouble to boil...

My consciousness gradually faded as I pondered about the distraction.

"Mr. Jiro... Mr. Jiro,"

Shaking my body, I open my heavy eyelids."Well... Molly?"

"If you sleep here, you'll catch a cold."

I opened my eyes and found Molly looking at me with a troubled look on her face.

Suddenly cold came running up my spine. ...wow!? It's cold!

The water in the tub soaking my feet was completely cold.

He seems to have fallen asleep for quite a while.

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

I immediately got my feet out of the water and realized that I hadn't prepared a towel.

Oh...

No, usually Jeanette or Magda will prepare it for you, so let's forget.

"Oh, it's a towel, isn't it?" I'll get it."

"I'm sorry. From top to bottom."

"No,"

Molly trotting to the kitchen.

He'll be back in no time and give me a towel.

She looks at me wiping her feet, clasping her hands behind her waist, and Molly looks apologetic.

"Well... probably because I was up there, Mr. Yashiro had to take a bath here, didn't he?"

"Huh?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Yashiro, you're tired, but because of me...You can't take a bath on the floor, can you? So..."

You could only do footbaths, right? a silence containing such words

Molly looked down and tied her lips together.

"It's not Molly's fault,"

Put on your shoes and stroke Molly's head.

Don't take anything wrong. Don't carry your own fault on your back.

There's no need to reflect on what's not bad, and there's no point in losing energy.

"I just took a footbath because it was troublesome."

"A footbath... Is that what do you say?

"Oh, have you never done it?"

"Let's see... the water you wipe off your body gets dirty, and putting your feet in the dirty water... Oh, do you soak your feet first? But then the water you wipe off your body looks dirty..."

Oh, I see.

For people who don't have the idea of soaking in a bathtub, the tub is nothing but a container for keeping clean water.

"You can clean your feet first and then soak them in hot water. If you want to wipe yourself, you'll have to get some hot water ready again."

It's kind of cold to wipe your body with cold water after relaxing in the footbath.

"Is there any point in warming your feet?"

"It's simply pleasant. Especially after a long walk or a day's work. When I take a footbath at the inn I'm traveling to, I get rid of my fatigue."

"Traveling... I've never done it before, so I don't know."

Since Molly was still a little girl, the sugar factory has been struggling to run and the two brothers and sisters have been working hard. There would have been no free time to travel.

On the contrary, there may have been no visitors to these houses. Like a peddler's guild.

Lucia knows it, so it shouldn't be that it's not a general knowledge. It just happened that Molly didn't know.

Well, there's a lot of knowledge you don't know if you don't need it.

"Try it this time." It feels good. to the point where I could doze."

As he said so, Molly let out a "smirk."

Did you laugh at last?

"Then you can't do it with us. I'm sure I'll fall asleep and catch a cold."

"Have Percy wake you up,"

"Brother, you can't enter the bathroom while I'm taking a bath. I told them that the violation was to run away from home."

Wow... It's a family environment where we have to make arrangements like that.

Well, he might want to take a bath with his sister for her cuteness. like a doting father of one's daughter

"The footbath is only for the feet, so it's good to do it with someone else. I did it with Jeanette and Lucia."

"A man and a woman? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ."

"Molly, why are you trying your best to look away?" It doesn't have such an obscene connotation. Magda, Loretta, Hammaro, and Gilberta."

Don't let Molly peep into her troubled adolescent face every now and again.

If the footbath with Jeanette was such a special situation, I wouldn't tell Molly, a minor.

"When you go to a hot spring inn, they pour hot water into a tub and serve it as soon as you arrive. "You must be tired in the distance." It feels good again, doesn't it?

"Is that so?"

"Oh. It's a place where natural water heated up by volcanoes boils, and it's like making a big bath and setting up an inn there, but isn't it in this town?"

"Well, I've heard of it. I've never been there. Oh, but it seems to be outside the city."

I don't know where it is, but it seems that my parents had traveled before they got married.

There's a hot spring.

Then you'd like to go some day. ...there's a high possibility that we won't be able to communicate outside the city.

It's still within the scope of 'forced translation magic' on the exterior wall.

"Yasilo, have you been there before? You've been there before?"

"Oh, before I come to this city, in my hometown."

"Oh, that's great."

"My hometown was a country that loved baths and delicious rice.""Yasilo is from outside, isn't he?"

"Oh! Didn't you say that?"

"Well, well, but I've heard you." I've heard a lot of stories about Mr. Jiro from all over the place."

Yeah...

I hope you don't talk too much about it.

"Hasn't there been about eighty percent of the demagoguery in it? The people I talk about put their eyes on it, and the tail fins put their fins on it?"

"No. It's mostly true."

That 'truth' is often very different from the truth I think.

"Oh, come to think of it," Why is Molly on the floor? Did you want anything?"

"No, sir... in the bathroom,"

"Well, I'm sorry, stop. Go and see me.

"No......I'm done with it."

Whoa. That means you went to the bathroom first, thinking, "Oh, you're sleeping, you're going to catch a cold."

You're pretty steady, aren't you, Molly?

Well, being sent off to go to the bathroom is a quiet floor in the middle of the night, and the situation where there are other people outside the bathroom is unsettling. That's a wise decision, yes.

"Tomorrow is early, so you had better go back to bed."

"Yes. . . . . ."

Molly nodded but still stuck.

I'm hesitating with a slight depression.

"If you're awake, shall we talk over warm milk or something like that.

"Yes. I'd love to."

It's a bit hard to get back to bed when you can't sleep, isn't it?

...maybe there's Loretta in Molly's bed.

"Loretta, where did you sleep?"

"Well... in the room."

"You can throw it in Magda's bed,"

"No, that's just as I expected..."

"Isn't he sick in bed?"

"No, that's not true. You know... I'll be hugged."

You've got a bad night's sleep, haven't you?

"I hear Magda is going to get stuck, too." said Jeanette."

"Mr. Loretta said," We're all on good terms, aren't we?"

"They are,"

They often sleep together.

... wouldn't it be nice for me once in a while!?

I was half asleep and squeezed!

Yes, yes, yes!

"By the way, do you have any information about Jeanette's sleeping habits?"

"Nothing in particular... Oh, but Loretta says the manager smells good."

"It smells good again!? What does it smell like?"

It must be a girlish sweet smell!

I'm talking about Jeanette, so it smells more like vanilla than a flower.

"When Loretta slept with me, it smelled like curry."

"It's a little different from what I thought!"

No, it smells good, but curry!

It smells like it's soaked in the kitchen!

Couldn't you take a bath after taking a bath?

What a shame, Jeanette's guy.

"Then, let's drain the water and heat up the milk."

"Oh, that's me."

I was going to lift the tub when Molly swung in.

"No, it's bad to let Molly do it,"

"I'm more powerful than Jiro."

That's right.

Molly was a race of beasts, too.

Unlike Percy, you have Tanu ears.

Then I'll leave it up to you to make hot milk as a token of my gratitude.

"Which do you prefer for hot milk, sugar or honey?"

"Well... I'm interested in sugar because I've never tried honey."

Molly must be absolutely sugar for hot milk at home. There are a lot of them.

Well, let's keep it honey today.

"Don't leave it a little sweet," That would help me sleep."

"... don't you gain weight?"

"That's all right,"

"I see! That's all right!"

"...because you have calories?"

I'm afraid I'll tell you I'm fine. I'm going to drink a lot of drinks in the middle of the night, saying, "I'm fine with this!"

Pour milk into a small pot and heat the pot.

I'm used to this much. It's easy to make a fire.

Still, every time I remember the convenience of the stove, I sigh.

I hear the door creaking open.

Molly seems to have gone out of her way to the courtyard with a tub in her arms.

I can throw it away in the sink, but I don't want to throw the dirty water away because it's in the kitchen. He must have taken that into consideration.

By the way, they seem to have washed the tub lightly and leaned against me outside.

What a well‐made sister she is! I think I'll make a good wife. ...as long as my brother-in-law doesn't have fetters.

"Oh... it's delicious."

"I'm glad it suits you,""Yasilo is a good cook, isn't he?"

"It's the influence of my parents,"

The landlady's cooking was magical and magical and enjoyable to watch.

What you might call "garbage" if you pile it up will turn into a "food" before you know it.

I still think that it was a form of entertainment.

"The manager's food is really delicious and professional, but... what he makes is kind of... I don't remember much, but it feels like his mother's cooking."

"Have I ever made anything for Molly?"

"This and so on,"

Say so and gently lift the cup in your hands.

"Hot milk is not a dish."

"No, this is a fine dish. Because... I'm so relieved to have a sip of this...

Molly's eyes peeping into the cup looked a little lonely.

Percy rarely returns from work, and he says he is used to being alone, but he is still lonely.

Especially when you stay at someone else's house, your anxiety grows.

At the age of Molly you could be homesick.

"I think you've been working properly.

"... to?"

"I asked Natalia to come and see Estella and this waiter, the sugar factory."

"Do you go out of your way to...?"

"You were worried, weren't you?"

I've been informed that I'll tell you if Molly looks uneasy.

I've been lying down until now, thinking that if you're really dumbfounded by your brother, you shouldn't say it badly.

"Well... I'm relieved." You're working really well."

"I heard that my aunt in the factory slapped me on the bottom."

"Oh, it's probably Aunt Zesica, isn't it? Mr. Furukake, who has been working for me since my father's time, is like a leader of an employee."

Molly's expression softened as if the scene in the factory had come to mind.

He may have started his career at the factory in his head. The corners of the mouth rise and shake.

He's the kind of person who wants to work, isn't he?

"Tomorrow afternoon, is it a deal?"

"Yes,"

"Then don't come to pick me up in the evening,"

"Yes, I'm sure they'll run."

Molly shakes her shoulders.

The anxiety of homesickness had completely disappeared from his face.

"Thank you, Mr. Jiro,"

Molly muttered, with her mouth on the cup and her face hidden.

"I felt better when I got hot milk like my mom's cooking after learning how my brother was doing.

"That's good,"

Molly glances at me and laughs shyly when her eyes meet.

There was a spoiled smile there.

You can't depend on your sister with all your might if your brother isn't strong enough, can't you? Maybe they're telling themselves not to be spoiled without their parents.

I wish you would learn to spoil yourself a little more like hamsters.

Molly can be more spoiled.

"You should eat Jeanette's food."

When Molly made such a proposal to be more obedient to her, there was a creaking sound in the trees.

Is the house ringing?

turn one's gaze toward the noisy corridor

At the back of the kitchen is a corridor, beyond which is a door leading to the courtyard. The door creaks from bad standing.

I don't think anyone came in because I didn't hear it...

"What's the matter?"

"Huh? No, nothing."

The floors and kitchens have been renovated, but the corridors and second floors behind them remain untouched.

I'll ask Umaro to repair it. The deterioration is serious.

Let's make it as easy as possible to use, leaving behind the old look. For free!

"Genet's food is delicious. for the refurbishment here was a substitute for Jeanette's."

"What!? Really?"

Well, the food was plus alpha.

"And I was probably here because of Jeanette's cooking."

Was it because Molly remembered her family?

And maybe it was because he smiled so happy.

I remembered my stable master and landlady for a moment. "The scenery of that house we lived in, the dishes of the landlady, the smell of oil in the stable master's factory..."

Maybe that's why I wanted to talk about the past.

Is it because he's Molly?

Molly, who was not a citizen of the 42nd Ward, could have spoken separately.

"The first thing I ate was stir-fried crap vegetables." It's a cheap dish made of rubbish vegetables seasoned with ordinary seasonings, but it's delicious."

A bite reminded me of the landlady.

When I think about it, I was absorbed in eating from the second bite.

From the time my stable masters were gone until I came to this town, I had lost my taste for what I was eating.

The stir‐fry of those crap vegetables was really delicious.

"If you eat Jeanette's food, not the one I brought in, you'll realize what Molly was saying before. His food is not only delicious, but it also makes his chest warm."

I miss eating for the first time.

It's not a big dish, but it seems to be a treat.

That's Jeanette's dish.

"I thought you brought too much... to be honest with you."

That's what I've always thought.

Every dish I bring in is profitable. I also enjoy making Genet.

However, it is gradually scraping away the "Yodamari-tei-likeness." I can't help but feel that way.

"Especially, donuts and curry donuts were bad hands."

"A bad move... was selling very well today, too?"

"No matter how well they sell, they're not made by Jeanette, are they?"

Donuts can be made by anyone.Magda and Loretta made it today.

They're both shop clerks at Yodamari-tei, so it's good to have their favorite dishes on the menu.

However, it is different that it becomes the main force.

"Yodamari-tei has to focus on Jeanette's food."

"... Mr. Jiro. By any chance, but..."

Molly is looking at us with difficulty in speaking.

That's all I've said. You may answer the question honestly.

There's no one else anyway.

"Revealing recipes for donuts..."

"It's for profit. That's what you're saying, isn't it?"

"But the profit... is going down, isn't it?"

"It's sales that go down. It's not profitable."

Profit doesn't just mean money.

"Gennette smiles happily and cooks, and even if he likes such a dish, he gathers here and eats merrily." That's in the best interest of Yodamari-tei."

Money can make any amount of money in other ways.

However, the atmosphere and air of the Yangtari-tei can't be obtained by any other means.

Jeanette is smiling happily, and it's a valuable thing that you can't get without eating her food with everyone.

"Rare things have value. It's even more so if it's something special to someone."

For Jeanette, the Yodamari-tei is a place of memories with her grandfather, and is now an irreplaceable place for her friends to gather.

You can't get it for money, and you can't let it go for money.

"If we can get it back, we don't care about the small sales we get from the monopoly on doughnuts. If you want to earn money, all you have to do is develop your next strategy."

There must be no such thing as today where Jeanette is depressed because she can't cook.

I'm sorry that I didn't notice it until this happened.

"A little too busy for Jeanette is just about right. They cook so many dishes that other people can't believe it, and as many customers as possible say it's delicious. I'm sure Jeanette will be happier."

And if Jeanette was happy --"

"That is in the best interest of Yodamari-tei. Right?"

That's why you can just publish a recipe for donuts.

If you publish it, you'll always be able to eat it. I'm not going to seal it. That's all right, isn't it?

An donuts and curry donuts are enough to make as much as Jeanette needs when she wants to.

"...is it because of the honey?" My mouth was a little too slippery."

Put the empty cup down the sink and smile at Molly.

I'm going to put a curse on you that you can't resist.

"So Molly, don't tell anyone what you've just heard?"

With this smile, most people nod.

with a slightly strained look

But Molly smiled softly.

"My mouth slips because of honey... Mr. Jiro looks like the person I like."

Hmm?

Who likes Molly?

...that means I'm not the one, is it?

......Who is it? I'm just curious.

I wonder, I can't believe a quiet, steady girl like Molly has a man I like... kind of shocked. Isn't it too early? Are you okay? Aren't you fooled by a bad guy?

"Molly, tell me more about the man."

`Oh!? `No, I can't do that!'

Molly swings her hands red.

Ah... this is a real guy.

Wow... I'm shocked.

"But... Mr. Jiro told me the secret... if it meant a secret from each other... just a hint, then..."

After saying that, I put empty cups next to my cup and Molly whispered in my ear.

"Here's a hint... sugar daikon.

Perhaps that was the limit, Molly rushed out and ran out in the hallway with a "shriek!" sound.

What... is it one of them.........?

That's amazing.

Hey, Molly.

They say they look like them. That's a curse.

be dazzled by an accidental opponent

The faces of the Aliquis who laugh "HAHAHA!" in a tone like an English textbook for junior high school students come to my mind and my heart bleeds out.

I wonder what the resemblance is. Please tell me. I'll fix it with all my might.

"...I'll go to bed, too,"

The washing will go out into the hallway tomorrow.

The door where Molly rushed out was left open.

...what?

Come to think of it, did Molly open the door when she ran out?

Have you been open since you went to throw away the water?

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

"...no way,"

For a moment, I desperately shook off the unpleasant premonition that came to my mind, rubbing my cramped cheeks, and then I went out to the courtyard.

Looking upstairs, every room has a closed window and no light. On the quiet ground floor, I look from the courtyard to the widest room on the right.

Jeanette, you're already sleeping, right?

"………………Let's go to bed."

There's nothing very bad.

Such coincidences do not overlap.

Having said that to myself, I slowly went up the stairs.