The Other World Con Artist's Management Techniques

She is sixteen years old.

I'm a swindler.

a dirty man who deceives others and feeds his own pocket That's me.

Fraudsters first carefully select their targets.

The target is a guy who has half‐baked knowledge and confidence that he will never be fooled. That's the easiest way to fit in.

"So, Loretta," Let's not do it."

"It sounds erotic, brother!"

Loretta is surprisingly self-confident and has a good grasp of her power.

Moreover, he listens very well and has the ability to understand the other person's feelings.

People like this kind of guy fall for him unexpectedly easily.

"Loretta, may I have some time?"

"I'm sorry. I'm busy right now, so I'll see you next time."

......I'm flustered.

"Which is more important, work or me!"

"What's the matter, brother?"

I don't know. I'm losing some leeway because of a series of fraudulent acts.

Calm down, me!

I'm against Loretta. He wrote "Loretta" and "a loud, talkative fool."

It's an easy win. It's like a professional baseball player challenging a youth soccer team with calligraphy.

...I can't see the game...!?

"Loretta... You raised your arm..."

"Are you okay? Are you tired?"

I was worried.

My unfortunate daughter looked at me as if I were a disappointed child. disappointing

"Mr. Loretta," Thank you for waiting. Ah, Mr. Jiro."

"What's the matter, Jeanette?" Are you going out with Loretta?"

Jeanette wore an overcoat bearing the church emblem she was wearing when she went to church. It's like a robe.

"Actually, the church is in trouble..."

Jeanette says that the aging, nearly abandoned church is now on the verge of collapse by taking on Loretta's brothers and sisters.

"Our brothers and sisters are so full of energy... they must be kicking around the pillars and walls."

"No, it's simply because more people put more stress on the building."

"I tried to get my older brothers and sisters to repair it... but they seem to need some major repairs... it costs a little money."

"That's why the younger brothers and sisters seem to be calling for donations..."

"...we don't get together at all."

That is to say, in an effort to raise money to repair the church.

......this works!

"You guys are lucky! You're so lucky!"

Fundraising scam!

There can be no better rehabilitation for me than this.

There is no fraud that anyone can do more easily than fundraising fraud.

The easiest way to do this is to keep a donation box for the beautiful Soogye. Money gathers naturally.

But this time I'm going to try using a little advanced technique.

"I'll collect the money! You guys should keep working!"

Declaring so, I ran out of the hotel.

My aim is to be a church.

It's a place where brothers and sisters are raising money.

"This time, we will use ""low ball technique."""

This is a technique that hides unfavorable conditions against the other person, but allows them to accept easily accepted requests first, and then can't turn them down.

Specifically, suppose you have a very cheap laptop. Surprisingly, the unit price is 30,000 yen. It's cheap! This is a buy!… After you decide to buy it, you'll be informed that you have to install your operating system first, add software, and set up to connect to the Internet. All of the options will be charged separately, totaling 170,000 yen.

However, before I made up my mind to buy it, I ended up paying 200,000 yen because I thought it was embarrassing or disgraceful to say no now. Despite the fact that better computers are cheaper...

--that is, the "low ball technique."

This is a very poor trick of fraud.

They take advantage of the other person's conscience and force him into a situation where he can't refuse.

Huff... this is a trick that deserves to be the most respected professional swindler in Japan.

When we arrived at the church, Bertina and Loretta's brothers and sisters, and the children who had been in the church since the beginning, lined up side by side with donation boxes.

...that would have been a little known.

The festival has given the church a glimpse of tourists.

I feel like I'm here to see the church that held the festival to thank the Spirit and the shiny brick that beautifully decorated it.

But it's safe to say that few people raise money.

It's only natural; I'm just standing there with a chest of drawers.

If we don't clearly indicate what the fundraising is for, we wouldn't be willing to donate money, and I don't think we've even been informed that what we're doing there is a fundraising activity.

I'm never going to say they're not doing their best, but if they're doing their best that's all for nothing.

"You must be struggling," Mr. Bertina,"

"Oh, my God, Mr. Jiro."

Bertina smiled at me, but her face clouded with embarrassment when she talked about the fundraising situation.

There was a clatter when I rocked the donation box, and it seemed like there were some small coins in it... but I'm sure it was far from repair.

"I am very grateful for your good intentions... but at this rate, how many years will the repairs be?"

I'd like to tell Bertina, who sighs...

Your goal will be saved in a few days just by standing on the main street in squirt.

...but this time I'll take it off.

"Paper and pen. Get me a board one size larger than paper."

One of the gakinchos reacts to my instructions and runs to church.

The fundraisers, as Bertina says, are acting out of goodwill.

Then you can tickle the good intentions very much.First of all, I'll give you the best of intentions that you can easily exercise.

Looking down the street, I saw Obasan just heading this way. He's small and elegantly tied up his hair, which makes him look very nice. He looks like a swindler's favorite. He looks as if he had embodied his good nature.

The target has been fixed.

I walk up to that little Obasan with the most refreshing smile.

In my hand, I have the paper and pen that you brought me. A board serves as a stand for paper.

"Excuse me. It's the Spiritual Church. May I have some time?"

"Yes, yes, what is it?"

She's a calm Madam.

It's kind of like baking a herring pie.

"Actually, the church in the 42nd arrondissement is very old."We're in danger of having nowhere to live for the young children there."

"Oh, well... is that so?"

At the sight of young children lining up in front of the church, Madame opened her eyes wide. What a sympathetic look!

"And I'd like you to give me your hand in signing a petition for repairs to the church."

"Yes, I don't mind," That's all I need."

Madam readily agreed, and when she received my paper and pen, she wrote down her name in a little by little.

... Marle Erin, you know.

"Well, Miss Elin,"

"What?"

He was suddenly called and seemed a little embarrassed, but he probably remembered that he had just signed his name, and he had nothing more to say.

"I'm sorry, but could you donate a little for them, Miss Erin?"

This is the "low ball technique."

First of all, Miz Elin believes the decision was accompanied by her acceptance of the signature.

No one can give up on what they've undertaken.

Moreover, when my name is known to the other person, I have changed to be one step closer to Miss Erin than just another person. It's hard to deal badly with an acquaintance. That's why it's hard to say no to low ball techniques.

What's more, it's good intentions to drive Miss Erin now. A man who moves with good intentions cannot do without respect what others ask him to do.

"Please, just your heart."

Now that you say that, no one can really walk away without paying for it.

It's not worth at least 10Rb.

100... No, I don't know if I can do about 1000Rb...

"If you can't fix them, you'll feel sorry for them, won't you?" This is also the guidance of the Spirit... ...that's fine. donate money to Is this enough?"

And Miss Erin offered me... ...50,000Rb!?

Huh!?

What, you Obasan!? Are you very rich!?

"Oh, no... Is that all right?"

I forgot my honorifics in spitefully.

But it can't be helped. It's 50,000Rb.

That's not the amount you want to raise money!

"I hope they have some blessings."

Miss Erin smiled and walked away.

I'm Pokhan...

That wasn't the end of it.

"Did you hear that, just now?"

"Oh, I can't let such little boys get lost in the streets, can I?"

"It is the guidance of the Spirit that we are here to-day,"

"All right! I'll donate!"

"Me too!"

"Me too!"

The circle spread quickly, and people gathered one after another along the main street to see where I heard it from... the amount of money raised was tremendous.

At least we can rebuild the whole church. No, it's better to add more children than that.

"Thank you, ladies and gentlemen. May the Spirit protect you."

Bertina graciously thanks me.

The beauty of the smile exposes a melting grin on the donated men.

"Wow! What's this?"

I hear a voice from behind me and look back. There were Loretta and Jeanette expressing their surprise.

"I came here to help you with my work... ...didn't you need it?"

"Well... well..."

I didn't do anything either."

"Yasilo, it's amazing! In just a few minutes... As expected! Yasilo is an amazing person!"

Jeanette rejoices with tears in her eyes as she sees the warm support of the church.

I was lifted up big time, but to be honest, I don't feel very good.

It's true that Miss Erin may have paid for her 'low ball technique' ... but everything after that is completely untouched. I haven't done anything.

If it were Miss Erin, she might have thrown a lot of money into the chest without me doing anything."

As if I had succeeded, as if I hadn't... I learned more from such subtleties.

Forty‐two wards are not fit for fraud.

...I don't cry or cry.