The Other World Con Artist's Management Techniques

Morning

a refreshing morning

"Listen, Natalia last night..."

"I'm sorry Estella, but will you stop talking about things that make my stomach heavy in the morning?"

The day after the competition was over and the big party called the big party ended without a hitch. this morning

Estella had been evacuating to Yodamari-tei even before sunrise.

"The house smells like crabs..."

cry one's way through a complaint

Lucia, self-indulgent and self-indulgent, stayed at Estella's house after a fierce rejection from Imelda.

Moreover, Lucia seems to have kidnapped Norma, who seemed to like her, and held the "Second Party in the House of Lord in 42 wards!"

a picture of hell in which Natalia is added to a troublesome two‐tiered upper door Let's not imagine. It is a fool's business to look into the dark side of man.

"I pushed Marsha against Imelda out of frustration!"

Crabs seemed to be very active at the big banquet, which lasted until the day changed and the night sky began to fade, and the whole building was filled with the smell of crabs.

What were the waiters doing in the midst of such misery?

Apparently they were taking part in a big fuss with the permission of Estella and Natalia.

"Because the events have been going on recently, and everyone has been working hard without complaining, so I've given permission to see if it's good enough for me today."

It seems that the Lord was in a state of great excitement.

The first thing he said when he came to the Yodamari-tei this morning was, "I'm going to give the waiters more trouble."

I was tired after all, the waiter, too. I'm sure I've been asked for perfection and I've taken a little too long to relax.

"On Halloween, I think I'll have all the waiters take a vacation to attend the festival."

"Was it so frightening?"

"No, it wasn't... ...it was too much, if I were to say it wasn't too much..."

The master of the house is smiling bitterly.

"She's a quiet girl who rarely utters a voice, running down the hall with a pair of pants and making a desperate joke, 'You can run fast enough not to notice!'"

"I'm sorry," I'll tell you again, will you stop talking about my stomach getting heavy in the morning?"

What a stress!

I had accumulated stress that I couldn't release every day.

Halloween? Wouldn't it be just right if I could be a different person and take a big break. Yup.

"I'm going to spend Halloween in the Yodamari-tei, so I don't mind giving the waiters a vacation." You can stay overnight."

"You've got to decide," I'll get you to help me."

"I'll help you, Jeanette,"

Do you declare that you have no intention of helping me?

Hahaha, did I have to go out of my way to declare it? Huh?

"That's not the case," I always let the waiters play behind the scenes, so I want to make them participants once in a while. They are also part of the 42 wards."

I hope all the people of the domain will be happy.

It was a rather reckless but Estella-like arrangement of the lord, who has been shamelessly embracing such a wish.

The day after the break, they're going to have to fill in the voids of a day's work... well, I'm sure they'll get over any busyness right after they've refreshed themselves.

"Good morning, Mr. Estella,"

"Good morning, Jeanette," ......and Molly?"

"Good morning, sir,"

Hiding behind Jeanette, Molly bows her head.

"What? Didn't you go home?"

"That's..."

I'll tell you the reason for staying in Molly instead of Molly, who is hesitant.

"It's a training camp."

"Well..."

"Ah... for that outfit?"

"...yes,"

Molly was left in the sunlit room for a while to wear her belly button dress, which she announced yesterday.

... wouldn't you have increased the production of sugar? I'm sure we'll have more orders before Halloween.

"This morning, root vegetable salad and chicken soup."

"It looks small, but the root vegetables are hard, so you can chew them well, so you can enjoy the satisfaction of eating them well!"

"Yes! Eat well and lose weight beautifully!"

"Ah... Jeanette is desperate, too,"

"Well... because I didn't know he was dressed like that."

Like Molly, Jeanette is said to be working hard on her figure starting today.

Last time I missed the donut party and worried Bertina and her kids, I'll make sure to accompany her to the church. But you decide the menu to eat from the start, and you don't eat anything else. And they say they are going to give honest reasons to Bertina and her kids for understanding.

Yeah. Not hiding your diet may be the key to success.

If people around you cooperate, you'll have less temptation.

Above all, many people will cheer for you unconditionally if you say you're going to wear 'Ano' costumes. It makes me feel uncomfortable when I imagine my belly popping out of a cute outfit.

"Then you'll go to the cattleherd alone with Estella."

"What? I want to go with you, too.

Jeanette seemed enthusiastic about going looking for new ingredients... maybe she's going to eat something, over there.

"I wanted to go to the east side of the city to see how Thomson is doing."

That Gazelle brother...

If you want to gain an advantage with doughnuts, you'd better get a head out of it before Halloween. Is that why you want to go and see me soon?

But Jeanette.

That pattern is definitely going to eat donuts, isn't it?

"Well... if you don't mind, I'm sure I'll too..."

"I'm not in the way..."

"Yasilo. Let's go with Jeanette, too.

"...don't complain about more snacks?"

"Yes! I'm sewing at the festival!"

Oh, my God!I use it like a mouth chuck, but the festival sewing hurts!

No, it's something I've just begun to do.

"More snacks.........I'm helping Yodamari-tei!"

Molly, who had been devastated by temptation, offered to stay.

That's a wise decision.

"When Jeanette goes out, Magda and Loretta will take care of her again."

"There are very few visitors to-day anyway."

"Is that so?"

"Yes. I'm sure you'll be practicing doughnuts at home."

"Oh, I see,"

So I think we can close the shop separately today...

"I'll keep the manager and Jiro away!"

We must keep the shop open so that Molly can stay.

"Now that you mention it," If Magda is still asleep, what about Loretta?"

"I'm not staying to-day,"

"Hammaro's 'Mysterious Voice' was scary, so my sisters couldn't leave Loretta."

Jeanette giggles at the recollection of last night's situation.

Hammaro's story seems to have caused a terrible fear among his brothers and sisters who live in the same house, and his little sisters clung to Loretta and couldn't leave.

"I'm going to sleep well today!"

"I'm not going to sleep with you're with you.

`Bye-bye!'

"Oh, I see, and stop crying! I'll stay with you till morning!"

It seems like the eldest daughter they can rely on when the time comes.

One sister after another jumped at Loretta and clung to it, eventually returning in a shine muscat-like silhouette.

Isn't that a joke? As a shine muscat walking on the street at night.

"Now that you mention it, do you know Mr. Javier?"

"Oh, come to think of it, where was he buried?"

"It's not buried. Weren't you quiet yesterday?"

It's absolutely true.

I was too mature to have any presence.

At the scene where the little kid was crying, I thought he would run away and get a good haircut...

"Isn't it because you were quiet afterwards?"

"He was alive and well. in my heart????????"

Estella points to her chest and laughs amusingly.

"He was given a portrait of his wife,"

It seems that Imelda made Becko draw a picture of her mother.

show me a portrait of one's mother in one's parents' house

"Mr. Javier is always a calm gentleman in a room with his wife's portrait,"

"You seem to have fallen in love with me a lot."

"I have heard from Mr. Imelda, too. that you were always on good terms with each other."

and when I left the house with the portrait, and left the Forty-Fortieth Ward, and came to the Forty-Fortieth Ward out of sight, it seemed that I had lost my control.

"It seems that the effect was on your face."

"Well, it was so quiet that I thought you weren't there."

"You are a sincere person who takes good care of your wife."

Hey, Jeanette. Without the portrait of her daughter‐in‐law, it would be impossible to say that it is sincere to have a pervert that excites a young girl.

Or maybe you invited Becko to your parents' house in the 40th district just to calm Javier down, Imelda... it's just like you don't care what you look like. If there's a strange rumor... well, it won' It's Becko, isn't it?

"Anyhow, Imelda won the game. Thanks to you, the event went smoothly."

"Are there no dead or missing people?"

"Now, Mr. Jiro. You can't."

chuckle me on the shoulder

Molly stared at me, Jeanette hit me on the shoulder, and then Estella stared at me with a wistful eye.

What's going on?

What are you trying to say?

You don't have to tell me, but don't look at me.

"Sorry!"

"Oh, if you talk about it,"

I hear Imelda's voice and Estella turns towards the entrance.

Meanwhile, Jeanette and I looked at each other.

It's rare for Imelda to come to the Yodamari-tei earlier in the morning before a donation to the church.

If I had one, it would be when I ran away from my empty house for fear of ghosts.

"Mr. Estella..."

"Hey, Imelda, what's wrong with you? You look pale."

"What is that mermaid!? How many doors is that?"

"Ah... Marsha," Haha, that's too much trouble, isn't it?"

"It was as troublesome as the lord and hardware combination... if I were shy of strangers, I would look cute..."

"Ah, Marsha is like that with everybody."

`Then she's a fool!'

"Oh, you seem to like it a lot."

What happened!?

Are you going to molest me if you like that mermaid?

"What do you mean by rubbing down people's breasts and not letting them touch you?"

"She's a good girl,"

`I'd like you to give me the same thought.

"Well, tell me in person. I'm sure you won't hear it.

Estella looks happy.

They must be happy to have been able to relate to Marsha's troublesomeness.

...it must be hard for girls to do.

"... until Halloween is over, I hope you'll be treated as a VIP."

"I had a hard time, too. Yesterday, even Natalia..."

After that, the two, carrying intoxicated beautiful women on their backs, complained about each other's troubles and created a strange sense of solidarity.

We're all good friends, boys.

"I'd like to sleep a little more... in a safe place.""Then you can use my room," Mr. Molly is in the drawing-room."

"That's nothing to do with it," Mr. Jiro's room is vacant."

"Don't use it even if it's empty, ladies and girls."

Yes, you're the type who doesn't care about rumors at all, do you?

"You can use my bed, but when you wake up, help me with the Yangtari-tei. I'm going out for a while today."

"I'll wake you up when you get back from your church donation."

"It can't be helped," I'll serve you a splendid onigiri made of vulture."

This guy finally got the hang of it in the second half, and at the time he said, "Now, from now on!" he ran out of food, and he became infidel.

I see. Do you want to hold it?

Or do you want someone to eat it and say it's delicious? I see.

"If Magda and Loretta had Molly and Imelda, they would go round to-day."

"Well, we don't have many customers."

"That's no good! We've got to attract a lot of customers, for we've got a viper!"

"No, Mr. Imelda. Wouldn't it be a problem if so many people came when we were alone?"

"I don't mind, Mr. Molly! We have a viper!"

"Well..."

"Molly, Imelda's ability is probably as good as you imagine. Don't look forward to it, but look at it warmly."

Molly, who was still too young for the strong men of the Forty-two wards, looked for help, but she had no choice but to it.

It's all right. It's probably harmless.

maybe

I'm not sure, though.

"Well, I'll get another nap,"

Imelda yawned to death and went into the kitchen.

"He might say, "I'm going home" when I wake up."

"Well, Mr. Jiro," What should I do in that case?"

"If you need weapons, ask Assault --"

"Please use a more peaceful solution".

Oh, that's the quickest way.

"Leave it to Magda,"

"I see. You can count on me, Magda."

That's right.

Especially when it comes to treating the Soyu race.

You can leave it to me.

"Then I'll wake Mr. Magda up to church." I think I'll be busy today."

I have two plans for the day.

It's not likely that I'll come, but I'm sure I'm busy.

Anyway, the goal this time is gelatin.

Unlike agar made from tenugusa...It's really hard to make a guy, isn't it?

We boil the tendons and skins of cows and pigs and treat them with alkali... the heat and the smell are terrible... it's a bit depressing.

But if you let them learn it, the cattleherd might become a little quiet.

If I can find a new market...

With that in mind, after we had donated the church and prepared to open the shop, we headed for the cattleherd.

"What? Do you have it?"

"Oh, it's one of our main products."

Coming to a large ranch with a large stock of cattle, we were surprised to hear from Morgan Olson, the rancher.

"Glue and gelatin are common products among cattle herders."

"Well... there's glue, so there's gelatin, too.

I wonder if Umaro used glue before...

To put it very roughly, gelatin is naturally present because it can be produced in a similar way using the same ingredients.

It was simply Jeanette's ignorance.

"It's my first time seeing it. This is gelatin, isn't it?

On Morgan's ranch was a board of gelatin.

That's amazing. It's almost the same as what we have in Japan.

"So? Was this the 'new product' that Temae and others were proud of?"

Morgan snorts with a slightly derisive look.

... oh my gosh!

When I negotiated with Morgan, a rascal who had nothing to do with the hospitality industry, I approached him saying, "Maybe there is a new product that could expand the market for cattle herders. Would you like to hear it?"

But there's already been...

Shame is a good thing!

"Excuse me, Mr. Jiro. I didn't study hard."

"No... I was the one who should have approached Assent first."

I wanted to give priority to Estella's story, "If there is a wider market for cattle herders, maybe the conflict with the hunting guild will be resolved a little," and Jeanette's story, "If I'm going to the east side of the city, I'd like to go and see Thomson's shop," so... well, I wanted to be really cool!

With the birth of gelatin, cattle breeders have expanded their sales channels and Estella's problems have been solved!

In addition, with the gelatin, you can teach the Thomson kitchen donuts and marshmallows that give you a new touch, and you can get rid of Jeanette's worries!

Hey, Yashiro, you're so pretty! Muggy! I'm flattering you're flat!

I was expecting that kind of development! Is that bad!?

Hey, I've been doing a big job of knowledge lately, and I've been running around busily as an event management committee member!

Even if you get a reward!

Oh, that's right!

I was in a hurry for it!

Brave and kill yourself!

Is it funny!?

If you want to laugh, laugh!

--it's not free to laugh, is it?

"...d*mn, why are you being pushed by a hunting guild when you have gelatin and glue? Don't you think you're trying hard enough to do business?

"Yasilo, that's obviously an out-of-the-box..."

Perhaps, but the cattleherd who kept such information secret is to blame!In other words, it's bad that they don't talk about it and say, "

that's right!

If Assund had brought gelatin with a look on his face and said, "Actually, you guys don't know this great ingredient, do you?", "Oh, gelatin (freshly cool)" and "Oh, what did you know?", I would have dominated!

"You're negligent, Assento!"

"Oh, don't make a fuss on the ranch. The cow will be surprised."

"I'm sorry," He sometimes has a whooshoot."

"Let the pharmacist see,"

"Well, don't you know? If you mix him with the pharmacist -- it's dangerous?"

Estella and Morgan are talking something rude.

You two should step on the cow, Eun.

"Well, I'll only remember that you thought of us. Thank you, lord."

"No, no... I'm just,"

Estella is a little embarrassed to be thanked head on.

He likes to secretly hear high praise from people, doesn't he? He doesn't seem to know what to look like when asked to face him.

Is it a bad thing that you've been hiding for a long time?

"But the result is a pity,"

"I'm sorry for giving you such a happy feeling."

"We didn't have a market for our... but could we narrow down the market for the hunters?"

"That's a bit... "

If we can't go up, we can drop the opponent. That's why I keep losing to the Hunting Guild.

Beef is good enough, so corporate efforts will do you no good.

There are so many ways to make beef soft and juicy. It's a technique often used to disguise the origin of beef. ... Well, I can't talk about it openly. Let's keep quiet.

"But I'm grateful to you, Mr. Yodamari-tei."

"Oh? To us?"

"Oh, you guys are producing a lot of different dishes, aren't you? I guess that's the effect. Even in the east, more and more people are starting a restaurant. Is that a creative dish like a house? A restaurant that makes that kind of food."

In the past, restaurants in the 42 wards were mainly bars represented by Cantaltica, and few restaurants such as Yodamari-tei.

In the 42 wards where there was no money, the culture was not very rooted for ordinary people to take their families out to eat.

There were some, but there were few.

Few restaurants also had a very limited variety of dishes to avoid wasting ingredients.

Yodamari-tei used to have few menus.

Cantaltica was nothing more than grilled smoked meat.

In any case, cooking was not a very mature city. in the 42nd district

Well, gelatin isn't on the market.

I heard that in Chuo Ward, where the royals are located, and in districts where there are many rich people, "foods for fun."--or rather, because the "food to show off" has a lot of influence, they often use gelatin.

Sugar and gelatin were foods that rich people monopolized.

Gelatin doesn't seem to be treated as a luxury food because of its ingredients and its manufacturing process, especially because of the bad smell it has when it's being made.

It may seem barbaric to the aristocracy, but the process of boiling bones and skins down.

"Our beef, too, has only been bought at certain shops. Even if it's served in a shop, it's grilled on skewers and served with sake. That's all I had."

I hear that restaurants that serve beef serve basically steak.

Cut it to the desired size and bake it.

bite at the meat Then he drinks.

Or skewer the sliced beef.

There's a choice between steak and barbecue.

"What a waste," It would be very delicious if it were stewed."

"It's good if you put it in curry".

"I like beef cutlet -- but ... for some reason I haven't eaten it lately."

Oh yeah, I know.

Don't say anything, Estella.

"What's beef cutlet?"

"It's a dish in which beef is wrapped in batter made of flour, eggs and bread crumbs and fried."

"Bread crumbs!? Bread crumbs? What a luxury!"

"No... Mr. Jiro..."

"There's no use for black bread other than beating people, unless it's bread crumbs."

Perhaps because Jeanette has a strong connection to the church, she buys a certain number of black bread every month. You know, the baker's guild is an organization under the influence of the church.

But they don't serve black bread at Yangdaljeong. I can't get my order in.

They said they didn't sell much before I came to live there, and it goes without saying that rice, pasta, and all sorts of other delicious things are on display now.

But black bread is bought.

What should I do then?

You have no choice but to make bread crumbs!

"And I'm making cutlets and fried prawns

"I'll slice it lightly and make it into a sandwich.

"That's not a sandwich, it's a cracker,"

Tacos go better for sandwiches.

Tacos sandwiches are a regular product that you can order a certain amount of every month.

"You have such an appetite,"

"Yes, Mr. Jiro teaches me a lot."

"Oh, that's a big deal for you, brother,"

The old rancher, with his gray-haired short hair neatly cut, pats his rough bearded jaw.

"You've got to rethink your reputation as a stupid bastard who came to teach you gelatin,"

Hey! That's a bad guy, you little boy!

He's a bit of a pussy, but he's got a tough face.

"Anyway, I welcome the increase in new dishes."

"Is it because the demand for beef is increasing.

"That's true, but... the butchers will eat each other."Morgan's "butcher" seems to be a restaurant that specializes in meat.

What on earth does it mean to bite each other?

"The ingredients are the same, aren't they? All the shops do is cut it and bake it. It's a simple task, and the difference in technology is clearly evident in the taste. There's a difference in the size, the way the meat is cooked, and the way it's cut... who would go to a good restaurant if they ate the same thing?"

Just grill the meat.

So, at a similar price, it will concentrate on a good restaurant.

In other words, customers don't come to shops without technology.

Even if there is a fixed customer, the technology will be lost and the customer will leave in no time.

"That's true, isn't it? Beef tastes different depending on how it is cut and grilled."

`Do you understand, young?'

"Well,"

the treatment of streaks and fat If you like, you can mix the way it matures.

Just not knowing one of them will make the rest of the restaurant even less palatable.

"There's one Yabe shop,"

Leaving himself on the fence in the ranch, Morgan looks up at the high clouds.

"Twenty years ago, a little boy came in as an apprentice. But he didn't intend to be a cattleherd."

"A restaurant?"

"Oh, I knew everything about the cows, and I was so eager to have a restaurant where I could eat the most delicious beef. I told him to be a disciple of a restaurant, but he was reluctant. "I was bitten and bitten, and finally I was made to admit to him."""

"And? Did you train them?"

"Oh! I've beaten him to the bone. When ten years had passed, he looked like a full-fledged cattleherd who was no match for them."

"That owner's restaurant would serve delicious meat,"

"Oh, it was delicious! When I drank it, I decided to go to that restaurant. I've made up my mind...

said Morgan, lowering his tone and gaze.

"You're a fool, aren't you?"In such an accident... leave such a beautiful wife and her children behind... she must have passed away by herself."

"Ah, Mr. Morgan,"

Jeanette asks Morgan, rubbing his eyes together.

"Is he Mr. Thomson...?"

"Why, does your daughter know Bomo?"

"I've only seen you a few times,"

Apparently, it was the father of the Gazelle brothers who were training under Morgan.

Was Bomo Thomson studying here?

"It's too good for a bo-mo, she was a beautiful bride, but I can't imitate the technique of ten years' preparation. No matter how much we're together, technology is in the individual's arms."

After losing its mainstay, Thomson's kitchen lost its taste and customers.

"I heard from you yesterday... you're going to close the shop now."

"What!"

"Why, they seem to be trying to set up a shop of their own accord... that must have been tough."

"Do you want to join forces with your whole family?"

"That's not the case, young lady," It's hard to see such little children seem cornered as to think they have to move themselves. Parents want to look as if they were nothing in front of their children."

「…………」

Jeanette claps her hands in front of her chest.

Jeanette must have remembered it.

No matter how hard it is, the mother keeps smiling to keep her from worrying. Bertina is the kind of person who insists on things like that.

"I heard you said you had made an appointment to teach me donuts... by any chance?"

"Yes, the children asked me to do it, so..."

"I was grateful for that," But you can't make a doughnut there. We're not equipped before the know-how."

A restaurant that only cuts and grills meat may have only iron plates.

If you want to sell doughnuts to support your sales, you'll need a decent fryer.

You need to invest in equipment, and you need to remodel your shop.

If you have a crush on the shop your husband left behind, that might be difficult.

"So I'm going to close my shop gracefully and find a job where three of my family can live modestly."

"...but will that make you happy?"

The Thomson kitchen family must have one thought.

No one should want to leave the store.

However, management is not such a indulgence. If you hold on to it badly, you'll run up debts and you won't be able to stand up.

"I wanted to help myself, but this is all... well, I'm going to hire him if it's okay with me. Why, then, I can't drink until I find a new restaurant..."

Morgan patting his beard with regret.

It's sad that there are no shops that have any special interests in themselves.

That's understandable. I can, but... I don't understand why Estella and Jeanette are staring at me.

You know, you can't keep the restaurant alive by giving them an advantage with doughnuts.

And Morgan told me that the restaurants involved are eating each other because they simply cut meat and grill it.

So if you put your shoulders on just one store, other stores would be unhappy.

In the first place, it was a shop that I had mastered over ten years. It's impossible for us to teach the technology overnight.

Well, I don't think there's a solution...

"Morgan, how many restaurants mainly serve steak and skewers?"

"Professionally... seven houses."

"Six more besides Thomson's Kitchen?" What's the business situation there?"

"One house is so strong that it's always overflowing with customers. I don't often get in the store."

One of the stores must be outstanding in terms of technology.

If you're going to eat the same meat, it's better to eat it deliciously. That's why the store attracts customers. I think we're gathering too much.

"The other stores are fairly well attended. They live very well, for example, here if they eat harden, and here if they eat greasy.""It depends on the person, how much you like it."

"Oh, I like to eat half-baked meat, hardly cooked. I can't stand the sweetness of the fat. I'll drink it dry sake."

In other words, many drinkers are fussy about how to grill meat.

Then it will be popular if you set up that shop.

"Morgan, you just said you wanted to help Thomson's kitchen... right?"

"Mr. Jillo!"

"Stop, Jeanette! Don't come near me with such a happy face!"

stop an impending Jeanette

If you jump at me there, I'll have to make an effort. All I have to say is a proposal.

"It's Morgan who makes an effort. It's not me."

"What am I going to do?"

"Tell me what you know about meat." Little by little is fine. Where is the meat soft, where is the fat, and where is the lightweight? I wonder how I can use a knife to cut it off, and how I can mature and dispose of the meat."

"I don't care... It takes time, right? And I can tell you how to cook it, but it's not my specialty."

"You don't have to teach me how to bake it."

"Is that all right?"

"Oh, it's the customers who grill meat."

"What!"

If there are a lot of customers who are fussy about how it's cooked, why don't you let them cook it yourself?

"You just have to go to a yakiniku restaurant.

I'm afraid I'll have to change the interior of the shop a little, so I'd like to ask you to make a seven‐wheeler at Theron's, and you wouldn't need to make such a big change.

If you had a woman make a smoke chimney and a table to fit in seven wheels, it would do.

Is the chimney normal?

"Wait a minute, I'm young! Do customers work in the kitchen? That's too much of a dependence on customers. The guests have paid for their meal. Why can't you help me with my work?

"No, no. You eat it while you cook it."

"In the kitchen? Sit down and let him drink!"

"Well..."

I see.

There are no hot plates or portable cooking stoves in this town.

There wasn't even a seven wheels. I guess you have no idea that we should all have dinner around you.

"Oh, that'said he. When you go to the woods, you make a bonfire, don't you? You cook meat around the fire, don't you? That's what it looks like that."

"Huh! How dare you eat beast meat in the woods? How dare you eat such wild rice?"

Wow... the feud is deep‐rooted.

"Well, let's give it a try. So help the proprietress of Thomson's kitchen if you feel like it. If not, I'll arrange a job for you."

"Well... well, I don't want to hear his own opinion." There's no point in making a fuss on our own."

"Then, please give me some delicious aged meat."

"What!"

"Help the people who help people! You like it, don't you?

"Stupid! I don't think so..."

"It's the family of a man who has been in a teacher-student relationship for ten years. It's like a family, isn't it?"

"Huh?" he peeped into his face, and Morgan put a wrinkle between his nose and eyebrows and gave a loud tongue.

"... well! That's exactly what the hunt said! Don't lose money if you get involved with Temae!"

What were you talking about?

The people who are at odds with each other are not getting any sympathy in a strange way.

"All right. I'll prepare you the most delicious meat. It's enough for Temae to lose her nerve!"

"Then we'll go back to the Yangtari-tei and get ready. Can I have five hours? I'm going to the Thomson kitchen, so please make an appointment. Don't ask me to persuade you lightly, so that you may listen."

"You're a heavy worker, Temae... I see. I'll make it."

"There's something I want you to prepare."

Looking up at him with an adorable imploring face, Morgan shrugged away with a pale face as if he had caught the flu. shake one's body

It's a cold, horrible guy. Come on. I'm going to exploit you.

After borrowing some preparatory ingredients from Morgan's ranch, we went back to the Yodamari-tei.