The Other World Con Artist's Management Techniques

"...I'm sorry. I was a little carried away. I'm reflecting on myself, so can I stop sitting on my head on the brick?"　I'm lecturing Loretta about getting a little carried away. 　Sit upright on a brick. 　What's the matter with you? You unlimited runaway girl! "But it's pathetic that the brick shop is going to collapse, and you won't be able to have it open at the festival. It's a problem for you, too.""But I don't think it's a good thing to poke your nose into the family trouble!""I want you to do something about it.""Don't be silly. It doesn't matter what others say.""If you don't have any bricks, you won't be able to make the manager's flowerbed!""Uh.......""...I was looking forward to it so much, Mr. Manager."「………………」`I said with a twinkling face that I wanted my customers to be happy with the full bloom!'"Ah! All right, man!""Then!""I'll just listen!""As expected, you're a big brother! I know what you'really.　. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .　It's cowardly to use Genet. 　He's usually very sad, but he's sloppy because he says, "I don't mind." 　Otherwise, like this......but they don't have to comfort me at all, so it's hard for me to do anything about it.　Anyway, using Genet is cowardly. 　... only this time, and that's why I move. "Well, let us hear what each of you has to say first.""Well, my brother will listen first to the stable master. If you're young, I'll listen first.""Do you talk on a one-to-one basis?""Yes, then we'll take turns examining each story."「………………」"What's the matter?""...just the handsome man and.........that's dangerous.""Sure?"　Being alone with a handsome woman can lead to a mysterious poison attack on a girl and develop a handsome supremacist disease. 　No matter how biased the idea is, it's a terrible disease that makes you think short‐sightedly, "If you say so, you must be!" "Are you worried?""No, I don't mean to worry about it, but...""Oh, my gosh!"Oops!"　Suddenly Loretta hugged me. 　This is the first time he's been so blatantly spoiled. I thought he'd be a man with a lot of body touches."What's wrong with you, all of a sudden!""Oh my gosh! You're so cute!""What!""Don't worry, I like my brother the best of all men,""Oh, what!? What are you saying...!""You won't be taken away!""Who's so worried?"　I'm just saying that if Loretta gets seriously ill, it'll be a nuisance to her... even though Loretta is suffering from a troublesome 'disease that makes me want to stick my head in'... that's what I'm worried about!　...............oh! Don't grin and squeeze your face!"Ah... I understand Magdachy's feelings,"　How do you feel? "Huh! I feel like I'm doing something!""...I'm a little tired,""Then, I'll ask you questions with energy. You should order Ossan!"　A strangely motivated Loretta says with a glossy face. 　Well, let's listen to Ossan. "Big Brother"."What?""...I don't want to be taken by Ossan?""Who's going to get it? Go away!""Yes! See you later!"　With a quick salute, Loretta rushed to the workshop. "Well, I'm in the oven,"　Ossan and handsome men are waiting in the workshop and kamaba, respectively. 　The workshop with handsome men is where clay is kneaded to mold bricks, and the oven with Ossan is where the moulded bricks are burned. 　I step into the oven. 　The size of a council room in a community center... seemed smaller than I had expected. 　Around them are bricks that have been burned, and tools that you might use to burn bricks. "Oh, thank you for coming. Well, sit down."　They point to a low brick wall in front of the furnace. 　It was about the height of a snake, and would have been easier to peep into the furnace if you sat there. 　On such a low brick, Ossan and I sit face to face. 　...what's this scene? surreal. "I'm Bojek Euler. As you can see, I'm a bricklayer."　Ossan, who calls himself Bojek, smiles deeply at the wrinkles on his face. 　He's a slow but good‐natured man. 　What a great thing it must have happened to shout like that? 　I gave my name and gave a brief account of why I came here today. `Oh, thank you to the Spirit,'"So I was wondering if you could sell the bricks from this workshop on display.""Well, that sounds interesting! But I don't think our bricks will sell...""No, I don't expect the sales volume this time. You just have to try to raise your profile. You'll have to pay a fixed percentage of the opening fee from the sales, but this time you won't get a place fee."　If we were to be charged the opening fee, those with no prospects of sales would hesitate to join us. That's a problem. We have to be very lively at first. 　Therefore, there is no opening fee. 　Instead, they pay a fixed percentage of their sales as taxes. 　In this way, there should be no more stores to be made profitable by taking only money. Those stores that didn't sell at all and didn't make a profit were understaffed by their efforts. "Well, but... this may sound mean, but I'd rather sell it if I were to open a shop. It's not a workshop where I could afford it."　The brickworks seem to be part of the pottery guild. 　It doesn't look very successful to the eye. 　Well, it's 42 wards. The road is bare, and the building is almost wooden. Even some stone buildings are not made of bricks. 　The demand for bricks in the 42 wards is extremely low. "You're doing well,""Well... you'll tell me straight,"　Well, it would be strange to gloss over and flatter you. "Honestly, it's tough. I mean, it's the limit. At this rate, we have no choice but to close this brick shop.""I heard that there is a demand for flower beds?"　Estella was raving about the bricks here. "Well, it's a few times a year. The lord and this flowerbed are very big, so when they ask me to do so, I'm relieved that I'll be able to endure it again this year."　I wonder if the business conditions are such that they rely on one customer..."But not many houses have brick flower beds,"　Indeed. I've never seen it. 　Even bars like cantaltica don't have a single flower in front of them. 　How was the Ukrinness clothing store...? That sheep Obasan loves cute things... maybe there is one. 　Grandma Mummoo seems to like flowers, but she probably doesn't have the money to buy a flowerbed. 　There's not a single person I know who seems to have a flowerbed. 　I don't think I'll be able to get along in that situation. 　Is the brick shop on a tightrope? "But! A miracle has happened here!""Miracle...?"　Suddenly, Bojek stands up and starts to gather strength with his fist at the waist. 　...what, am I going to get hit?"It's the palanquin of the reverse ball!"　Bojek, raising his fist and barking high into the sky. 　...sagatama no palanquin?"Did any rich man ever see your son?""That's right! No, it's my son's skill that you first saw! Well, you've got a pretty good eye for me! Look at the bricks that we delivered, and I said, 'Who made this brick?' And I'm honest, 'Oh, that's a brick made by our niece. It's pretty good, isn't it?'"　clap one's hands and make a loud noise 　My eardrum was so startled that I thought I had a momentary spasm. That's how loud it sounded. "I said, 'Would you mind making this bricklayer exclusively for us?' "Well, indeed, the bricks that you make are different from those of them! I'm a 30-year-old brick man, no doubt! They're parents' favourites, aren't they? They're more rigorously rated than others.""Wouldn't the sales of bricks have changed a little if we had sent that evaluation to our customers?""That's stupid, man. How can my father praise me in front of strangers? That's why I told you."　It's very painful. How can I put it?"And she is a lady of the nobility who lives in the twenty-ninth Ward. She is a beautiful lady of the heart who has lived surrounded by flowers all her life. She has never heard of a rumor, and she has never approached many men, and she is a lady who has been called a flower of the high mountain. She herself was going to be single, and at a glance she saw the brick of the eagle and said, 'If you are a man who can make such wonderful brick, you may give me all my property, don't you think?'" to her husband."Well, well... it's not very often the case,""Right!? You think so!?"　Maybe it's getting more fun, but Bojek is getting closer and closer. Honestly, it's too hot. 　You were the only one who was uneducated, and my son seemed to have some sense. 　Also, will you stop using the falsetto when you say a lady's lines? It's disgusting. Also, it's wriggling. "Why, that stupid son! "I don't want to make anything but bricks that I want to make. If you want to have a connection with the nobility, your father can remarry you!" I beat him up, me!"　I feel ill will in my son's impersonation. 　Maybe it's because my subjective opinion is closer to my son's generation than to my father's... My father's argument sounds crazy. 　My son would be the right man, no matter how you look at it. 　I was suddenly told to marry someone I didn't even know, and I didn't know that was for money... wouldn't you be convinced?"Hey, Bojek. Do you have any other sons?""He's an only child. Mom... passed away early...""Then, if you send your only son to the son-in-law of a noble family, wouldn't this brick-workshop cease to exist in your generation."Hahaha! It's okay! I won't retire until my son is born!"

"My son will be a son of an aristocrat, and I wonder if he will let me take over the brick shop?"

"Then you can give birth to a lot of them! If there are five or six of them, they'll give you one!"

I can't do it, you little boy.

be surprisingly short‐sighted

"Really... can't you remarry?"

"I'm sorry, but I'm determined that it's just my mother,"

...Taemae is the most selfish, isn't she?

"You don't want to make it, so isn't it a bad idea for the brickworks to force them to marry into their husband's family?"

"It's all right! She's a lady of the nobility. She's bound to fall in love!"

Who made the decision?

"And what 倅 disagrees with is not about bricks or work."

"...what do you mean? You don't want to make anything but acceptable bricks, do you?"

"No! No, no, palm-ro!"

Don't call me out of the blue. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

"Oh, my God! That suspicious woman has made fun of me!"

"Suspicious woman?"

"I saw him! He sneaks out of the workshop during the day and walks away from the crowd, so I followed him out of curiosity."

this stalking father feel good

"Then there's a row of ruins ahead of me, you know, where I secretly met a dark woman dressed all black!"

a fist‐shaking bojek Flames of resentment flared up in his eyes.

It's no big deal if you're on a secret meeting with a woman in black, or if she's secretly meeting in an unpopular place lined with ruins.

But for Bojek, who believes his son was being fooled by the woman, he must have looked suspicious.

...to be honest, I don't want to get involved in this kind of talk.

I'm not interested in other people's love affairs, and it's not a good thing to get involved in them, and if things go well, I'm going to have one more pair of real people in this world.

...Oh! Ignore! Ignore! It doesn't matter to me!

"That's why! If only that suspicious woman were gone, she'd be happy to marry the nobility! What? You think so!"

"Oh... well, what do you call it?" Love has a lot to do with each other. I can't interfere. Well, I'll be around here..."

"Master! You're familiar with that!"

"What!"

As I stood up, Loretta suddenly appeared from behind and approached Bojek.

...and before you know it?　

"The love between a handsome craftsman and a nobleman... a mysterious woman who appeared there... very interesting!"

"Don't mix things up! I'm sorry, Bojek. I don't care if you ignore this idiot..."

"Then you will hear me, my dear! The contents of the 267-page confidential investigation report that I made by following a fox!"

"Yes! Slowly, plentifully, sticky!"

...... Oh, no, this isn't working.

He's an unstoppable fellow.

Then I'm going to leave and go to my son.

I understand the general reason, and if I listen to my son's side of the story, I'll find out to some extent.

"Well, you guys should be good friends and love bananas."

Loretta and Bojek, who don't even look at my words.

They were already in love banana mode, and Bojek had begun to elaborate on their son's unusual situation.

...that's enough. Let's leave it alone.

I left the oven for the workshop.

"Welcome. Please use the right chair. I don't care about it at all right."

As soon as I entered the workshop, my son smiled refreshingly at me.

The workshop is much larger than the kamado, and is there a dance hall or something like that.

A large work desk is placed in the center of the room, and shelves for drying molded bricks are set up all over the wall. and piles of red clay and clay.

smell earthy It's somewhere to settle down.

In such a workshop, the handsome man recommends me a chair while kneading clay.

Don't say, "Why don't you do it while you'really.

Yeah. At this stage, I found out that this son was more educated than Bojek.

"I'll introduce myself." My name is Theron Euler. I'm a bricklayer. But it was late last year that I received my full license from my father, so I still started running."

"Your bricks have a good reputation,"

"I've only been studying it for a long time. That's what I've been doing since I was young, playing with clay and doing trial and error. It's a part of my life, the fastest."

"It's a good thing to study. keep to tradition while developing new things That's what matters."

Sit on a suitable chair and try to preach to young people.

...well, I think I look younger for the purpose I see. Theron looks like he's in his twenties, but I'm still 16~

I thought I had said something to the nose, but... Theron stared me in the face and began to twinkle my eyes."That's right! That's innovation! What's important is innovation!"

"A... innovation..."

It's a word that makes you sweat like crazy.

......was he on the main street then?

"My childhood friend told me that a hero appeared on the main street the other day. Did you know that?"

"Well... I don't know what a 'hero' is."

I know of the big talk of a good‐spoken swindler.

"When I heard the hero's words, I was struck all over by lightning!"

It's very taut for you, isn't it? People struck by lightning can't do it for nothing, can they? That means it wasn't such an exaggerated shock. It must have been a shock to the extent that I was sleeping in a strange position and was under the illusion of 'falling my body. That's a common occurrence.

"Well, it may not be persuasive because I have heard it again."

Theron embarrassingly dyes his cheeks and picks his bangs for fun.

Why do you want me to think, "Oh, is he cute?"

I don't think it's easy, do I?"

"But I felt as if the dullness deep in my heart that I had been feeling for a long time had gone away. Of course, traditional brickmaking is important, but I want to make a brick that is new and surprising to the world!"

I don't think the world wants such a surprise from bricks."

"Therefore, I cannot be the son-in-law of a nobleman." I can't stand the whole life of staying in the house and burning bricks for the flowerbed."

"Isn't she running away for a good reason, because she's not the type of lady you like?"

"No! It doesn't matter to me from the beginning, whether it's a type or not!"

"There's a woman I like,"

`--?!?'

You're right.

Well, I suppose so.

"... did you hear anything from my father?"

"No, it's no big deal," Rather than that, "my childhood friend"...that's your first love, your present lover. . . . . . . . . . . . ?"

At my suggestion, Theron opens his mouth wide with wide eyes.

I can't stand this kind of stupid expression when I'm a handsome guy.

... Dangerous, dangerous! What was I thinking about now?

Pull yourself together, I......d*mn, handsome power, hell...!

"That's great. You're right. Is he a magician?"

"No. I'm just a restaurant employee."

"The dining room...?"

He seems genuinely surprised to hear that his secret has been told.

Oh, it's written on my face in an easy-to-understand way.

He spoke of a hero's words, saying, "I heard this story from a childhood friend," but it wasn't because he spoke the word "hero." He is a man whom he admits to be a hero.

In the end, Theron only recognized the person his childhood friend recognized.

Then why would you be so honest and admit to strangers? It's a simple matter of fact. It's because the woman I fell in love with is the one I'

Suppose her favorite food was Donnell kebab. At that time, most people have a good impression of Donnell Kebab, which they have never spoken of before. And Donnell kebab, which I ate for the first time with a good impression, certainly tastes better than when I ate it with a bad impression. Man is a preconceived creature.

Well, that's why. I only speculated that my childhood friend, who taught him the words of the hero who happily spoke, might be his favorite woman.

"She's so much more amazing than I am... she's been pursuing innovation ever since I was a child... she doesn't hesitate when I was shaking between tradition and innovation... she yearns for it." Not only as a woman, but also as a human being."

"Then you can tell my father so," "I won't get married because I have a girl I like."

"If you say such a thing, it's about him... he might be harmed."

I can't trust you, that Ossan.

"... just between you and me... ...my father has a kind of stalking temperament."

"Yes, I know,"

If there is a discrepancy with my perception, I think it's a little bit of a difference.

"You're... Mr. Jiro, you can see everything... ...a great man."

No, it's just too easy to understand the parents and children.

"And what kind of innovation is she pursuing?"

"It's a flower. I've been doing research to produce flowers that don't exist in this world for more than a decade."

Theron's eyes were like an innocent girl looking up at a rainbow in the sky......Oh, it was persuasive enough to make me think that there was no point in saying anything.

This guy doesn't see any other woman than his childhood friend.

What is innovation?

It's a brickwork that makes sense!

After all, he's just a man who wants to spend all of his life for a woman he falls in love with.

So I don't hate such a stupid man... ...relatively.

I feel like cheering there.

"I understand your feelings, Theron," I'll do my best to help you."

"Really!"

"Ah... for now,"

I picked up a hammer nearby to smash bricks.

"...where do you bury your father?"

"No, no, no! Can you excuse me for that?"

Why?

That's the quickest way to go.

"I know that our workshop is in financial straits. If things go on like this, the workshop may be gone..."

"Then you would think that your childhood friend was your fault.

"... you really can see everything."

Theory is a piece of cake.

Otherwise, I can take the approach of quitting a workshop like this, and Theron is the kind of person who seems to be willing to do such a thing without hesitation. But I haven't. Why?It's because she doesn't like it better.

"In other words, you wish to keep the workshop alive without the assistance of the nobles?"

"Yes, I will go to the nobles to say no, if I have any chance of getting on with it." I'll do everything, even if I'm sitting down, and I'll tell you is sincerely understood."

Well, if you have that much feeling, they'll understand. ......if the aristocratic spirit is rotten.

"Well, I'll try to figure out what to do."

"Really!? I'm reassured that someone like you will win over me!"

"Come on. Don't expect too much."

"Yes! I won't!"

That's a straight guy...

"If you can help me, I'll do anything! Please say anything! So please take care of me!"

Bend at 90 degrees and Theron bowed.

It's kind of like this... Is the athletic club's nori inherited from my father? It's a little hard to get involved with.

"Well, I might ask you to make products that are likely to sell well before the festival, and I might ask you to do something a little extraordinary in the future, so please make it convenient for me then."

"Yes! Be glad!"

Uh-huh... a handsome man is approaching my face... it's annoying to smell a little good...

"Oh, and he wants to set up a flowerbed in our dining-room..."

"Yes! Any amount! Any square meter!"

It's hot... It's hot, my enthusiasm. It's so hot that my heart withers...

"Huh?"

As he dodged the creeping cologne, he found something unusual on the shelf on the wall.

No, I mean, it's strange. Can you make this out of bricks? It's crazy.

"Well, that...Vases, you know?"

"What? Oh, yes. Planters and pots have been around for a long time, but after trial and error, they were finally completed the other day to make it easier to enjoy flowers."

"Doesn't the water leak?"

"Yes! You did a great!"

"How heavy is it?"

"We've made it as light as possible!"

"Well..."

... the vase, oh!

"Why don't you sell it to me?"

"I'll give it to you!"

"No... sell it to me,"

"...why?"

"There's a lot of course.

"Is that so?" Yes, I see! Then I'll give it to you at a discount!"

hmmm

You've made a good purchase, haven't you?

"It's too late, so I'll show up again next time."

"Yes! I'll be waiting for you!"

"... next time, lower the tone of your voice a little more,"

"Yes, I see."

He's a very honest man.

I didn't feel any worse when I was given a refreshing smile by a handsome man.

"Theron! Is Theron there?"

"Dad!? ... What? What do you want from me?"

Suddenly, Bojek breaks into the workshop.

Theron's expression suddenly cools down. This is quite complicated...

"I have something to tell you,"

"Will you leave me?" Now I have an important customer."

"No! You have to do it now! Listen to me!"

Being overwhelmed by Bojek's power, Theron glances at me.

I nodded to him, thinking, "Don't ask me," and Theron said, "Go ahead."

"Actually... Father... I'm thinking of marrying Loretta again!"

"'What!'

What are you talking about, dude?

"Oh, Loretta, you're so cute! It's been 16 years since my mother died, but Dad may have finally found a new spring..."

"Loretta!"

"Yes, brother!"

He grabs Loretta by the neck, which pops out from behind Bojek, and forces her to a corner of the room.

"What did you do to Ossan?"

"Well, I was trying to get a story out of the way, but I was somehow misunderstood... I'm in trouble."

"I'll puff your cheek-bag with water!"

"Da, no! Water! I'm feeling a bit sick because I'm full!"

"Seloone! She's the new mom! Now call her Mom!"

"What are you thinking, Dad?"

Oh, no! I'm just stupid!I made Loretta sit upright on a brick, threatened the runaway Bojek with a hammer, appeased the apologetic Seron, bought a vase, and left the brick shop. 　...I'm so tired at the very end... ...I want to go home early and go to bed. "Brother, I've heard a lot from Bojek about the suspicious behavior of a woman who plays around with Theron! Do you want to hear that?""If anything, I don't want to hear it. Make it tomorrow.""Actually, the suspicious woman began to be seen more than ten years ago...""You're going to do it tomorrow, aren't you?"　I'll stop Loretta's mouth when she starts talking. I'll strangle her and shut her completely. "Oh! It's your brother's etch!""You're so loud! I'm tired! I'm going to go home and go to bed now!"　The sky is completely dark because I ate too much time in the workshop. It's night. 　My physical strength and energy are already at their limit. 　There is not an ounce of energy left. 　All you have left is to go home and sleep. 　Yes, I thought so, but..."Well..."　In a deserted narrow alley lined with ruins... I was suddenly approached. 　. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 　The abominable rumors that I've been told so far come back to my mind. 　My heart beats like it's about to burst, and unpleasant sweat comes pouring out of my body. 　And I looked back nervously......　There stood a pale, dim, shimmering woman........."……………………………………AhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhUghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"　I met him.........