The Other World Con Artist's Management Techniques

There are no people on the main street. 　No, not without it, but very sparse. "Big brother. There's no one here.""Yes,"　With so many residents engaged in restoration work in their homes and workplaces, it seems more than just because there are so few people wandering around here at noon... 　People lead their way along sparse high streets. 　The construction work is going beyond the main street. The main street is lined with restaurants and other shops. The sewage in this street is better than the others to dispose of the wastewater produced by those shops. If there is a clogging of sewage or a backflow, you'll be a great councillor. 　But...　Originally, restaurants would benefit from the large construction work done nearby and become very prosperous...It's a quiet bird. 　Isn't it strange that no one goes to a nearby restaurant just because we bring the food?　Because once in a while you'll want to eat something different, and you'll want to drink alcohol. 　People in this world probably don't have the idea, "It's outrageous to drink during the day while you're at work!" ... anyway, alcohol is like a substitute for water. 　Speaking of drinking, drinking. That's the safest thing to do. Even young children drink diluted wine, though they tend to get drunk easily. 　But there's no one. 　The second oldest bird after the oldest bird of quiet age　I saw Cantaltica in front of me. 　This is a bar with Inuimi clerks. I had never known the name of the bar, but a carpenter at the Tolbeck Corporation had a regular member of the bar. He told me the name of the bar was Cantaltica. 　After all, a signboard is necessary. 　For example, it would be a waste to say, "Where's that?" when people say, "Cantaltica's sake tastes good!" 　We're so persistent in advertising the name of "Yodamari-tei." 　Yes. I forgot to tell you. 　My sisters are now dressed in my street uniform. 　They are a matching dress, matching aprons, and matching hats. 　On the chest of the apron is written "Yodamari-tei" in large letters. 　The hat looks like a loose triangular bandage, and it looks like a cute remodeling of the lunch apron hat. It's important to look cute and clean. 　And the hat has a hole in it to let out the ham ears. 　I won't hide it. They'll never sneak around again. 　The last time I heard a little girl muttering "cute" at my sisters' uniforms, I felt like posing. That's why it's worth working all night. 　I'm healthy, I'm telling my sisters that I'm wearing a cute uniform last night. 　Above all, I was glad that my sisters were overjoyed. 　We all put on our sleeves in turn. Now it seems to be a kind of status to be able to wear this uniform. The sellers are on the go. 　If I could have time to make clothes, I would be able to supply them one by one...　It's a long way off. "Oh, brother! Someone's falling down!"　My sister, who was walking next to me, says, pointing forward. 　A girl crouches in front of a bar, Cantaltica, with ears like golden retriever hanging from her head, curled up and squatted down. "Paula?"　The girl who was crouching slowly raised her head. 　It's Paula, after all. 　An energetic worker, the signature daughter of the high-class bar "Cantaltica" on the main street. Her brown skin and canine teeth glisten when she smiles are the charm points of Paula. 　However, I don't see a trace of such cheerfulness from Paula today. 　My cheeks have gone down and I have a bear under my eyes. 　I have my eyes open, but I doubt if I'm conscious. 　What the hell happened?　He was so full of life when he knocked Loretta out. "………………. My brother back then."　Paula mutters in a thin voice that is likely to be drowned out by the breeze. 　It's not good! I feel a fleeting feeling that it's about to disappear. "What's the matter with you?"　The last thing I saw was that he was shouting cheerfully at Loretta. 　What's the matter with this haggardness in only half a month?"... oh, yes... it's all right.""It's not all right, obviously,""...because..."　Paula's face sneezes. 　The voice, shaken by tears, oozed with frustration. "Mr. Customer... ...is not coming..."　Are you mentally exhausted... Is that really all?"Are you eating?"「………………」　Aren't you eating? "What do you do if the bar clerk is hungry? If the bar clerk is naked, you wouldn't shop at such a store, would you?""...I don't shop at any store where the staff is naked."　Well... well, that's true. That was a bad analogy. "What if the barber was bald?""...there's nothing you can do about it."　What? Oh, my god.　I can't come up with a good analogy. 　Oh, then!　If the sister at the restaurant at night was poor milk... maybe not, either. "Anyway, the people in the restaurant can't dress up unless they're full, can they? They're like, 'This is how delicious our food is.'""... because...!"　Paula grabs her ears with her hands and pulls them down. 　Tears trickled down from my eyes hidden in my bangs. "...I can't buy food...oh!"We are short of food because of the heavy rain. 　Is there so little food in the 42 wards that I can't get a high street shop?"　………………　………………　..................no, that's strange. 　Isn't the peddler's guild doing business across the board?　What do you mean that food from other wards has been cut off just because 42 wards have been badly damaged?　Then what the hell is the peddling guild for? "Are the peddlers' guilds saying they have nothing to eat?""...the effects of the disaster."　Due to the effects of the disaster... ...isn't he saying something? 　Then, for example, there's a possibility that 'I hate working because of the disaster, so I'm going to make excessive profits.' "Well, your shop... was it 'Cantaltica'? ... Who did you buy the ingredients from?""A lot of things, but..."　Are they being forced to negotiate with several merchants, just like Yodamari-tei? "Don't you know who the representative is? If you talk to him, he's OK"."... if you're a representative... if you're an a**h*le?"　assent 　He's a pig-faced, lewd merchant I killed in an attempt to beat down the vegetables of Mormat. 　He's a man who's a good speaker and keeps spouting words in his favor. "Ascent is the representative of the Guild of Peddlers in this neighborhood."　Is he the head of the branch? 　......that's a nasty branch! "You mean 42 wards or 41 wards, don't you think?"Yes. I'm sure it was up to forty wards.　That would mean they're underdogs in the peddling guild. 　Anyway, it's the branch in charge of the bottom three wards. "He's an ambitious man. He's trying to make a profit and appeal to the headquarters, and get himself to a higher ward manager."　Is that why you're not hesitating to adopt too obvious a top priority for profits? `But we have no choice but to take everything the peddler's guild says,'"Why? Give it a lash. Don't be silly.""That's it! ... then the food won't come in and the shop will be closed."　What do you know...Is it called corporate or slave spirit? . . . . . . .　If you've been oppressed for a long time, it will become normal and you'll no longer be dissatisfied with the blatant tyranny. They probably assume that they are "conscientious enough to pass the food around." 　Do wolves whose tusks have been pulled out become more obedient than dogs? "I don't have food... I don't even want to come in... I don't really want to, but I have to raise the price...It took a lot of time to say whether there was much resistance to the word 'price increase'. 　My chagrin is oozing out of my distorted mouth. "But I don't want to burden the guests as much as possible!"　Paula huddles up to me in a desperate plea. 　But immediately he toned down again and looked down. "We ate less... less... we took it all to the shops... ...but we didn't come... ...the only customer who came yesterday said, "It's expensive" as soon as we saw the menu..."　Holding her knees and burying her face between them, Paula exhales a long, trembling breath. ".........what do you want me to do now.　Paula curled up so small that she couldn't move. 　He may be crying. 　Looking over Paula's head, I saw the manager standing silently at the counter. 　We should have heard our conversation, but we didn't say anything... we couldn't say anything, you know... we just stared into the empty store. 　On the wooden slab against the counter was written '800Rb of wine.' Next to the 800Rb was the number 300Rb. 　... a little less than threefold increase. 　I wonder if there's anything I can do about it...　This will dry up the producers, the consumers, and all of us. 　......I've got to do something about it. 　………………　………………　……………Oh, no. No. 　It's not that I woke up to justice or sympathized with Paula, it's just for me. 　A swindler is a man who deceives people into making money. 　In other words, when people around you dry up, you run out of money to steal, and as a swindler, you're out of business. 　You can only take money from a guy who has money. 　...however, there are some of the worst scammers targeting the poor. 　I won't admit it. He's a third‐rate fellow. No, he's no better than an apprentice. 　I recommend that you dive out of a high-rise building right now, feeling ashamed of your poor ability, because you have no talent. 　It's a simple idea. 　Which would be easier, more certain, and more profitable, to drill a hole in the bottom of a tub filled with water, or to flip an empty paper cup?　　It goes without saying that it is the former. 　A swindler who has lost sight of such a simple thing and is swarming around an empty paper cup is not as necessary as a point card of a privately run shop that happens to be in on a trip. ... No, I'll never go again. 　Anyway, I'm a point card that can be used at every store in the nationwide chain. ... Why did I compare it to a point card? It's hard to understand. 　I mean!　If the people in this town don't make a decent profit, I'll be in trouble!　Specifically...　I don't think the daughter of a high-class bar on the main street would cry in front of the store. "Hey, brother!"　Suddenly Paula looks up and snags at me. "Why don't you buy me!""What!"　What is she saying!?"I'm a raw girl! I think my face is pretty cute. What do you think? Don't you like it?""What are you talking about all of a sudden?"`She's a big breast!'　That's been checked long ago. "What do you think? Don't you think it's worth a lot?""Wait! I understand you're so hungry that you're confused. Calm down."`I'm serious! For the sake of the shop... I'll do anything! I don't care what you do!'"You don't care, but I don't care! Look, there's a bulldog gleaming his eyes and tusks across the counter!"　From across the counter, Paula's father is threatening me by releasing a loud aura. 　Tell your daughter, not me!"Dad, don't say anything!"`...wow,'"No, it's not 'wow'! It's too weak, isn't it, father?"　Come to think of it, when I fired Loretta, she would have done whatever she wanted under Paula's authority. 　Isn't that why management is getting tough?"Please! I'll be all right if I'm your brother!""I'm not all right! It's forbidden to buy and sell s*x in my hometown!""If you have a large amount of money, you can buy ingredients from the peddler's guild! So, please......."　press Paula's rising mouth with her index finger 　Paula's face turned red when her finger touched her lips. 　. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 　more than that "Will you tell me the details?""...what? What?"　If you pay, you can get the ingredients… That means you have the ingredients in stock. 　They must be reluctant to raise the price. They are dirty people. 　I just don't like the guy who doesn't like to give out "eight" in a row. 　It's a strategy to be a millionaire and make a lot of passes. I do it well. Is it bad?　I mean, what I want to say is... I don't think I'll like the peddler's guild after all right. "How much do you usually buy ingredients for, how much has the price gone up now, and if anything has been added to the terms... tell me more about it.""Oh, I can't say that! I can't tell you what you've said!""If you give us information, we can eat as much tacos as we want.""……………………………………………………"　The sound of swallowing saliva rang out loud, and Paula's gutworms began to sing loudly. "There's also a hot tomato-based vegetable soup.""……………………Julle""By the way, sweet honey-flavored popcorn...""Okay! I'm ruined! I'm surrendering!"　Paula, fall. "Oppa~""You have to hurry up and go."Everybody doing the construction"."I'm going to lose my weight."　My sisters pointed me out that I was on my way to deliver the food I'd been waiting for. 　d*mn... when you might get some information... Yeah, I can't help it!"Sister! Prepare three tacos and a soup as soon as possible!""See you!""I'll be ready in forty seconds!"　Ah, you definitely learned that from Magda, didn't"I'm ready!""All right!"　With the tacos and soup on the tray, I walk into a rattle bar, put the tray on the counter, and negotiate with the manager of the bulldog ear. "Now lend me your Paula all day today. Of course I won't do anything strange. I'll just ask the people doing the work to help me with the meal."「………………」　The shopkeeper slowly raised his arm with a stern face. 　Then he stands up his index finger and sticks it out at me. "... one more taco?""…………."　...that's so mean of you. 　Thus the negotiations were concluded and I took Paula to the construction site. 　Get information from Paula on the road and on the spot. 　I will omit the detailed figures, but roughly speaking, I was told to pay 7,000Rb from now on for what I had previously purchased at 1000Rb. 　When I refused to do so, I was threatened with the phrase, 'Due to disaster, food production is falling,' which doesn't fall into the category of 'Spiritual Judges.' ... Indeed, 'Due to disaster, food production is falling,' whether or not there is enough stock to meet demand...　So Assund set another level of trap. "If you buy food for 20,000Rb only this time, I don't mind buying it for 3000Rb instead of 7000Rb.""" 　...at first glance, it sounds better to pay a large sum of money, but at the end of the day, the purchase price is still up. 　When Paula pointed it out, she was surprised with her eyes wide open, "Oh!? Really!" 　Are there only pure-hearted people living in this city?　For the time being, I told Paula not to make any "consolidated money." That's not going to make her worth less. 　After I said such a sermon, I reflected on whether it smelled a little like an ostrich.""...no, I won't do it again."　Paula was so honest with me that I think it was good for now. "You're a nice person, aren't you?"　I've often been misunderstood since I came to this town. 　If I were a good person, it would be strange if the secret society of evil was not treated as a charitable nonprofit organization. "May I ask your name?""It's a palm palm. A palm palm palm palm palm palm palm palm palm palm palm palm palm palm palm.""... Jillo...? Yes, I memorized it."　Her smile was pretty cute, as she looked her age. 　I'm sure he's in a bloated mood.......well... 　I'm going to organize the information I got from Paula again. 　After serving out the food, I had to walk around the city for a while. 　First of all, Mormat and Deliah, Neferry... will you show up everywhere you can ask for help? 　Paula and her sisters worked together to end the distribution of catering dishes and end the sale to the public. 　I'm done with today's work. 　It seems that the second store, which we joined on our way home, has sold out safely. 　Delia and Neferry still seemed a little awkward, but they seemed to work together. The sisters testified. "Yasilo, tell me whenever you have trouble! I'll do something about you responsibly.""Jillo, if anything happens, please consult with me. I'll help you whatever you want.""Brother, I'll always help you, too.""'Who!'"　Delia and Neferry rolled their eyes, braced themselves, and threatened me on the way home, but I didn't hear much. 　We found ourselves in front of the Yodamari-tei. 　Paula is on the main street, and the referee seems to have split up on the street ahead. ...I don't remember. "Then don't go home, too,"　Raise your hand and Delia walks away at a leisurely pace. 　Looking only at his back, he looks like a person "going to see a strong guy." "... now,"　When asked if it's something I should do or not do, it's probably not something I should do. 　However, I am determined to act in my best interests. 　I'm sure it's the best thing for me, and I'm even sure it's going to be a big profit in the future. 　Still, I'm a little confused because... there's a danger around me. 　Not to me, but to those who are near me is the most dangerous."　In the worst case scenario, deportation may be possible. 　If that happens, it will cause trouble to the store. 　After all, should I tell the manager..."Genet, can I have a moment?""Yes,"　They accept me with a smile as usual and with a soft voice as usual. 　I don't want you to be in danger, but...　I left the shop to Magda and Loretta and brought Jeanette to my room. 　Jeanette sits in the chair, I'm in bed, I'm facing each other, and I start talking. 　I opened up about the information I got today, my views, the actions I was trying to take to support it, the risks associated with it, and the ultimate goal. 　Sitting face to face with me, Jeanette listened to me in silence. "...that's why,"　After a long conversation, I moisten my thirst with lemon water in the sun. 　My throat crept, and as I drained a glass of water, Jeanette slowly looked up and smiled gently. "I would like to support Yashiro for what he thinks is right.""I may be a nuisance to you,""I don't mind. Even if I end up in a terrible trouble..."　A soft smile suddenly changes to a gorgeous color here. "I'm sure he'll be able to deal with the trouble because he's there."　Laugh like a child who made a prank and look into my face a little embarrassed. 　Oh, my God! 　I wonder how far you understand this guy. 　Well, I got permission just in case. 　Then I'll do the rest as I wish. 　Shut up the guy who interrupts me. 　by the way 　It might be a little easier for the inhabitants of 42 wards -- I don't care.