Chapter 14: 14 Episode 12: Sincerity and sincerity

In this world there is something called the "judgment of spirits."

It makes it possible to make matters not written in the contract binding.

In other words, even if the loan doesn't have a due date, if you say, "By when," and the other person says, "I understand," that's the due date.

It is, however, necessary to invoke the "Judgment of the Spirit" after it is discovered that the deadline has expired.

"... didn't you come?"

One evening, when Jeanette finally began to get used to wearing apron dresses and miniskas.

I sat in a chair in the audience and stared at the entrance.

"What's the matter, Mr. Jiro?"

As I stared at the entrance, Jeanette, who noticed me, approached me.

I don't mean to say that I don't mean to speak in private while I'm at work.

There are no customers, after all.

The explosion-breast apron dress has only received such a response that old Moomba, who comes to tea every day, praised her saying, "Oh, that's a pretty dress."

It's really a store where customers don't come...

I've got to do something about it.

......I wonder if I could advertise it.

"Mr. Jiro?"

He seemed to have thoughtful and forgot to reply.

I found Jeanette staring directly into my face.

Oh...! The valley is peeping! No, I'm the one peeping into the valley.

"Jinet is so nice!"

"What?"

I noticed my gaze and Jeanette jumped back.

sway at that time

Nice, Jinet! It's not a calculated trick.

I'm really glad the Jeanette was natural.

"Yasilo! Please confess!"

Confession... I feel like there are a lot of people who have to do more than I do.

Then my gaze turns to the entrance again.

"Don't come,"

"Who? Oh, Estella?"

Estella doesn't have to come separately.

What I'm waiting for is...

"It's a goo-o-o-o-o-o."

"Oh, that carpenter,"

"Yes, he's a food-and-

Jeanette has a habit of wrapping everything in oblat.

Eating and running would have had more impact than carpenters.

So, the goozoooseya.

He said he would pay the 640Rb he had eaten and dodged.

I didn't write in the contract, but the date is today.

The present time is in the evening. It's exactly eighteen thirty‐four.

In other words, there is a time limit in a few hours. Then he'll have broken his promise to me.

I should have liked to have done it peacefully."

Well, if that's what they're going to do, we're going to do what we're going to do.

I'll find out everything and put it to the "Judgment of the Spirit."

Punishment for sins.

If you forgive me here, I'll continue to lick this shop.

It's all over when the rumor goes, 'You can't blame me for overstating the price in this store.'

The quality of customers won't improve for the quality of customers will never improve.

If you don't come today, I'll get into the office tomorrow and "judge the spirit" in public.

This is a kind of performance.

It's a very straightforward advertisement that says this is what happens to a guy who defies me.

Well, there was a guy doing this.

I'm sure it's Gofrade, the tough macho I saw in the bar.

He seems to be a collector, but he seems to think the same way in this world.

If you lick it, it's over.

It's like an old bad comic, but it's not a wild expression, it's an essential concept for business.

In some cases, a good‐natured landlord lost nearly four million yen in rent after being trampled down by a malicious resident for five years. This is a case in which an employer has been licked by a customer. In the first place, it's strange to let people pay their rent for five years in arrears. They take advantage of it by saying things like, "I feel sorry for you, so I'll wait a little longer."

The less troubled you are, the better you pretend to be, and the stronger you are, the better you cry.

Those who never reflect on themselves are good at pretending to reflect on themselves.

I can afford to play. There's something that he can't afford to reflect on from his heart.

Furthermore, when you get drunk on your performance, you can say that you don't reflect on yourself at all. Most of the people who cry and complain, "I'm the worst, right?" or "It's all my fault!" are self‐deprecating bastards.

If you say, "Yes, you are to blame," you will get drunk on the hero of the tragedy, and if you say, "No," you will be forgiven for the crime.

In the end, when you say "me" or "me" when you apologize to the other person, it's all about you.

What makes it so?

That's because he's licking his opponent.

A man who can't afford to do it, shut up.

A guy who has been completely blocked and cornered to the breaking point will keep his mouth shut.

I can't make a lame excuse for the person who holds my destiny. Those who reflect should simply shut up and give all their rights to the other person.

Well, it's true that the third rate of people who think a sincere apology is a declaration of defeat.

As I said earlier, it can be said that those who make a real apology are worn out mentally and physically. It's a great deal of damage for a person to entrust full power to another person. What would happen if you put more difficulties on someone in that situation?…He explodes. The explosion will cause tremendous damage both to and around him. I know as many collectors as stars who have destroyed themselves.

Well, there are many ways to explode, but... none of them have a good ending.

Repentance and apology. This is not to be used for conflict, but to avoid and end it. If you forget it or put it wrong, you'll make a plan to give yourself the upper hand.

Neither the apologist nor the recipient should have such a pitiful feeling.

At some point, there will be no "reconciliation'.

Once a relationship is broken, it can never be repaired again. It looks like it's been repaired, but it's definitely not what it used to be.I mean, what I want to say is...

Don't get fed up with the fact that there are Kuzuyaro who doesn't reflect on the world.

a gooeyer

If you don't come to the store by the time it closes... ...I'll finish your life, right?

"Well... Mr. Jiro?"

Jeanette peeks into my face with an anxious look on her face.

"Your face... I'm scared. What's wrong?"

"No, I thought I was rather good-natured."

I trusted Goozouya, who acted in a way that would never have been trusted again.

That's funny. I wish I'd got in and collected it right away... if I didn't have money, I had my own way. Why didn't you do it...

You may have been greatly influenced by him without knowing it.

"Genet, perhaps... I may leave the house for a while from tomorrow."

"What? Are you going somewhere?"

"I'm going crazy," "I'm going mad," "I'm going crazy."

It may be necessary to punish him a little outside the bounds of human nature.

"Ah... I might get mad,"

"He?"

"Nothing,"

'The fool is the fool,'

And I'm not stupid.

-- you don't think you can fool me, do you, Goozouya?"

Time went by, darkened, and night fell.

...huh!

You mean crap is crap in every world...

The combination of emptiness and irritation is strangely calm.

However, it is not a normal state of mind.

My heart is chilled to the bone.

"Yasilo! I'm going to close the shop soon!"

Across the counter, Jeanette says to me.

"... Is the time running out?"

a Jeanette bound for the entrance

Dressed to follow his back, I head for the entrance.

Be present at the moment of timeout. The moment Jeanette closes that door, Gooseya's life ends. ...I'll finish it.

"Huh? Is Yashiro in the bathroom?"

"No. Don't worry, just shut it up."

"What...?"

Jeanette looks mystified that I'm here, who usually doesn't attend the closing work.

I looked away from the gennet.

The sight of this guy is likely to infect me with "sweetness."

Look away and wait for the closing moment.

When I hear the door close, I'm out there.

And then...

"Wait a minute!"

I heard a lively noise from outside the dining room.

The sound of several people running......and the sound of doors opening and someone rushing in.

"Is it not closed yet? Is it in time?"

It was a small fox who rushed in.

No, wearing clothes and walking on two legs means you're a fox.

"Are you going to have a meal?"

Jeanette says with a smile.

Oh, I see. Doesn't this guy have the concept of a last order?

If you don't tell me, don't lose money someday.

"Oh my gosh!"

Seeing Jeanette smiling, the foxman gave a strange cry.

"Beh, beh, beh, beh, beh, beh, beh, beh, beh, beh, beh, beh, beh, beh, beh, beh, beh, beh, beh, beh, beh, beh, beh, beh, beh, beh, beh, beh, beh, beh, beh, beh, beh, beh, beh!"

Something's broken!?

What's wrong with him?

"Come on, calm down. What about you?"

"Oh, a man with a helpless face. You can talk without getting nervous."

"...what about you?"

Are you selling fights?

"Actually, our apprentice has done something outrageous..."

The Fox people, with their friendly smiles, suddenly look frighteningly at the entrance.

Then he stood up slowly and shouted out the door.

"Oh my gosh! How long are you going to stay there? Come on in! Yangbold, I'm going to force you to bring me!"

The voice is frightening and reminds me of a scary senior member of the sports club. No, it's close to blackmailing the people in that line.

I was a little taken aback by the change.

"Oh, I'm sorry," I'll be with you soon."

The faces he turned to us were the soft faces of the fox.

What's this, man?

Then the door opens slowly, and a muscular horse peeps through it.

What!? What's this tough horse!?

What's going on here!?

What's this?　

What's going on?

The horse turned to me in the confusion of my thoughts.

He gazed at me silently, with his eyes fixedly closed. What's going on?"……………………………"

"Why!"

I couldn't help but thrust myself into it.

Why is the horse moaning!?

"Yambold. I'll play around next time."

"………………Yes."

`Can't you talk!'

That means you're a Horseman. I was thinking that I was wearing clothes with my left shoulder wide open.

When I was peeping through the entrance, I thought it was a horse because I could only see the skin sticking out.

"…………………violent."

"Oh, my dear.

At the words of the horse tribe, Janbold, the fox man sighed and left the dining room once.

"Oh, it's coming out once, but don't close it! I'll be back soon!"

Left unsaid, the Foxes went out.

As soon as I disappeared, I heard another group of blackmailers.

"Don't bother me! I'll hurry and apologize sincerely!"

Twice I heard what appeared to be a thud.

... a kick, I wonder.

And it was Gooseya who came back with a cheerful smile.

As soon as Gooseya entered the store, he leaned on the floor and bowed deeply.

"I'm sorry!"

You kneeling down...

If I had reflected on myself enough to kneel down, I should have come to say a word or two earlier. If you can't pay, don't pay. "Can you wait a little longer?"

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Even if you don't even do that, you're suddenly kneeling down on the ground...

"Oh, come on! Please look up! I don't mind paying any time..."

"No! I can't do that!"

Jeanette was about to make fun of me again, but the fox man interrupted me before I could stop him.

…but…

"Why are you turning to me?"

"I get nervous when I see you".

It'll be too shy.

The fox man just stared at me and continued his words.

"You see, young lady!"

"Do you think I look like a lady?"

"No, my face is for my brother, but my heart is for my daughter."

do a complicated thing

"Promises must not be broken so easily. It's hard to gain trust, but it's hard to lose for a second."

"But..."

"I hope you don't show kindness for this man!"

Jeanette closes her mouth after being told so.

One's kindness spoils the other. That's what I've been told before. Jeanette, as expected, can't say sweet things once she's told that.

"But I didn't have the money ready."

The foxman kneels before me, saying so. Jambold kneels down to follow suit.

"Gooseuya is still an apprentice. I'm half a man, and that's why I can't get paid at all."

Behind the Foxes and Janbold, Goozoya is curled up and hanging his head.

I don't know if I'm a senior or a boss, but I've made my superiors kneel down on the ground... I'm sure it's a bed of thorns in my mind.

He looks completely haggard.

"Please! I want you to understand that Oira will pay for it! That's right!"

"Payment?"

"Yes! Shame on you for delaying the delivery date, carpenters! Something you should never do! Nothing will come from now on!"

Is it that important? It's late?

But the Foxes' eyes were serious and seemed to be talking about their lives.

It is true that Goozouya wrote in the contract that he would pay for the food and drink he ate at the Yodamari-tei.

From the perspective of "spirits' judgment," it may be considered a lie if the person who said he would pay does not pay.

In other words, this is probably a negotiation that says, "I'll pay for it, so please forgive the 'spiritual judgment."

The foxman was preaching the difficulty of gaining 'trust'.

If someone is turned into a 'frog' by a group of such people, it must be a matter of life and death.

"What's your name, honey.

"Oh, is it Oirass?"

The foxman rolled his eyes, straightened up and said politely.

"Oira is Ummaro Torbeck. I am the head of the Tolbeck Works, based in Forty Ward."

"Carpenter of forty wards?"

"Yes, but I'll run to any ward upon request." I'll take care of everything from new construction to renovation at a reasonable price."

What are you going to do with advertising here.........no, wait.

"It seems to me that Gooseya is reflecting a great deal,"

"That's it! The Oilers are tightening it up."

Guzzuya shrinks further, perhaps by name.

"Actually, I've been wondering what's wrong with Gooseya lately... and when I asked her about it, she found out that she's been doing such a terrible thing." That's what happened to me when I went to apologize."

a strict but caring leader

You're a real artisan!

"But he seems to have no money at all, and he says he can't pay." So I hope you'll do something about it, as Oira will pay for it!"

a humallow with a deep bow He is a beautiful prostitute with dignity as a leader.

Following this example, the spindly Goozouya bowed to the giant Horse tribe of Janbold.

"... Mr. Jiro,"

Jeanette looks at me."Will you forgive me?" is clearly written on my face.

-- this is, indeed, . . . . . .

"All right. I don't mind paying you back."

"Really!"

It was Womaro and Jeanette who shone at my words.

Jeanette is as happy as she is. ... by all means.

"But there are conditions,"

"Well, conditions... ...was it?"

"Actually, I'd like you to remodel this restaurant,"

This restaurant is quite old and is on the verge of collapse.

I'd like to rebuild the whole building, but that would take too long.

So, I want you to clean up the store.

"Well, no, but... I didn't expect you to exchange the remodeling of the shop for 640Rb."

6,400 yen in Japanese yen. Are you sure that the renovation is too much of course.

... well, can't Gooseya even pay 6,400 yen... that makes me want to eat and run.

"With ""Spiritual Judgment"" as a shield, it is possible to ask for a complete renovation of the store's parts for 6,400 yen." "If you say no here, I'll let you know that there's a frog coming out of the Torbeck factory," said Umaro, who is sure to accept the terms.

however

It's a third‐rate guy who takes a sincere apology for a 'declaration of defeat' and grows up.

I'm not like that's not the case with me.

The benefits of imposing unreasonable demands on the womalo here will be temporary.

Moreover, there's a danger of circulating rumors that "it's a bad restaurant." The bad guys are just gooziers who eat and run, and we have to be in a position to allow it.

Greed will make you a villain at that moment.

Don't drive a man into a corner.

A cornered man would commit atrocities... ...like the boss of a fraudulent organization I destroyed.

Without knowing it, I was rubbing my stomach.

"I wouldn't tell you to do it at 640Rb."

If there is an apology, we should negotiate on an equal footing from there on.

People who can apologize sincerely, even if we don't overpower them, naturally make concessions. They will do everything they can without asking.

It's just as well to pick it up without reaching out.

Doing so creates trust between us.

It's funny, but what a swindler needs most is trust.

"I pay exactly what I pay for my work. But I'd appreciate it if you could study a little."

"Oh, of course! I'll give you a discount!"

"Then you don't have to take 640Rb, right? Jeanette".

"Yes!"

Jeanette, who was watching with a troubled look on her face, recovered her smile when she heard my words.

I'm sure he was worried that I might make unreasonable demands on the women.

They are reassured that "get a discount" is acceptable.

"But Mr. Jiro..."

When Jeanette slips, she approaches me and whispers in her ear.

"You don't have the money to remodel?"

"Oh, then don't worry," I've got something to you.

"Is that so?"

"I'm going to ask Jeanette to help me..."

`I'll do anything I can!'

...don't a girl say "I'll do anything" lightly.

You'll be sold out by a bad old man.

"Well, I'm not rich here either, and I'll make sure you don't have to worry about your food for a month."

"A month... that's for three people..."

Then Umaro folds his fingers and begins to calculate.

"...yes. If you can give me that much, I'll take it on that terms, minus the amount of trouble this idiot has caused!"

"Well, we're going to have a deal.

"Thank you very much!"

I shake hands firmly with Umaro.

Then he turns his eyes to Goozouya, who has come here and barely opened his mouth.

"Gooseya".

"Yes, yes!"

He cried, but his gaze did not rise, and Goozya was stretched with her head down.

"You've got a good boss. Don't bother me so much."

"...yes,"

Womaro is praised through a third party for doing this.

Now Umaro will be convinced that his actions were not in vain, that his self-esteem will be maintained, and that he will have a good impression that he has "accepted" us.

Above all, the spirit of "not betraying" the person who "admits" it works.

I'm sure they'll put a lot of effort into renovating the store.

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"Take back lost trust by working."

"...yes,"

"Reform us and get results." If you do your best, you will surely get a reward from Jeanette."

"...what?"

As I look up, I tell Gooseya, "Look at Jeanette."

As Gooseya's gaze slid and she turned to Jeanette, Jeanette nodded with a fluttering smile.

"Yes! I'll put my best effort into cooking your meals during the work period!"

After saying that, he looks at me with an uncomfortable look.

"And that's all right, isn't it?"

"Oh, yes," Why don't you treat me to lunch and dinner?"

"Really?"

Humaro exclaims with joy.

Before that, I whisper secretly to Jeanette.

"(...the ingredients are too little anyway)"

"(Yes, it would be a 'good deal' to treat them and give them the best they can do.)"

After that, Jeanette giggles.

"I've come to look like Mr. Jiro,"

I don't think so.

It's really sweet.Well, that's all you have to think about.

If you can only deal with people with good intentions, I'll turn those good intentions into weapons.

Come to apologize and touch on the perfect goodwill.

Now, not to mention Goozouya, but also Umaro, who was in charge of supervision, will be indebted to us and will do a good job.

That's the very merit.

And there's another good thing ahead... well, I'm looking forward to it.

"Then, when will you start the construction?"

"If I were to get ready tomorrow... I could start the day after tomorrow."

"Well, let's get ready for the holiday, too." I'm going to have a kitchen, so don't donate to the church..."

"Yes! Let's make it from scratch in church!"

... No, I wanted to say I'm going to cancel it... ...well, you know what?

"Well, that's all for today!"

"Oh, wait."

Calling the women to their feet, I tear away Goozouya's loan in my chest pocket.

I'll tear them down in front of me, and I'll give them proof of trust.

"The road at night is dark. Be careful."

"Thank you. Hey, you're a nice guy.

Saying so, Umaro goes out.

Janbold and Goozoya followed, and Goozoya bowed deeply to us just before leaving the shop.

The door closes and business closes today.

"Uh-huh.

Lock the door and Jeanette laughs happily.

"What's the matter?"

"Yasilo-san is a good person, Umaro-san,"

There's a lot of misunderstanding.

"I'm glad that you understood it."

After all, I thought Jeanette must be the nicest person to smile at.

I am the result of my accumulation of calculations.

There's no way he's a good guy.

"I'll be away from the shop for a while, so let's say hello to regular customers."

"Well, I'm sorry to hear that you've been there for a while."

No, I'm just going to smile at the pressure to come on the day of the renewal opening... maybe I'll make a flyer.

"By the way, let's work as a garbage guild."

"Come to think of it, the river fisherman who came to our store the other day said he had something to ask about the guild."

"And I'd like to go and negotiate fruit and wheat, and rice and sugar."

"What do you do, dairy farmers.

"Milk... Let's go there, too."

I had time unexpectedly. If you don't use this effectively.

I was scrambling through the 42 wards for the upcoming renewal opening.

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