Chapter 52: 52 Episode 50: Main Street Theater

one fine morning 　I met a nostalgic face on an unpopular main street. "It's been a long time,"　He was walking alone down the main street, and when he saw my face, his expression clouded for a moment. 　But he immediately bowed to me with a commercial smile. 　a pig‐faced man in fine clothes 　What's his name????"Assunt,""I haven't heard from you for a long time,"　I can see that Assund is wary of me with a smile. 　I won't open my pocket. 　Human psychology is not comfortable to show to someone who recognizes the chest and belly as 'enemies.' So when you go in front of someone you don't like, you cross your arms and cross your arms in front of your stomach. Pulling your upper body slightly also works in a similar way. 　With a smile on his face, Assund is holding his hands in front of his chest. It's not surprising that he's acting like a merchant... well, he's on his guard when I talk to him. "What do you want from me? I don't think I'll have anything special to say to Mr. Yodamari-tei, who has no business with me.　It's best not to worry about it. It's good to get through all the money for a guy who's got a lot of earrings. "No, I've heard a little bit about it. You're in charge of coordinating the neighborhood in the peddling guild.""Well, I beg your pardon, but I am the manager of this branch. What is that?"　In free translation, it's like, "Oh, it doesn't matter to Temae!" "Well, what? If the manager was a great man with a title, I thought I'd get along with him. I'm here for a chat.""No, no. Being a branch manager is not a big deal. It's a bad part of being forced into doing odd jobs and being disliked and"Isn't humility not like that?""Oh, did I look like such an arrogant person? I'm a little disappointed. I'll hurt you."　Assund shrugs his shoulders and gazes at us. 　Little by little, he seems to be recovering his composure. 　They look at us as if we were looking at our intentions. "Is there anything interesting about small talk?""Actually, I've started selling stalls. Of course, get permission from the lord."　Ascent's eyes changed color. 　Have you decided on how to deal with me? It looked as if I had just turned it on. "Yes, I've heard of you.""As expected, you're quick of hearing. Or have you come to see anyone you know? Like a mantis-like guy...""If that's the case, I have nothing to say. Excuse me."　I won't say yes or no. That's a wise decision. 　But when you heard the mantis, your eyes were completely positive. I hope you have something to do with it. 　But I don't care about it. 　The incident is over, and the lord himself has been warned; there will be no recurrence of it will not happen again. 　Most importantly, it was a kind of revenge for the blow I had inflicted on Assund. That's how I got rid of all the frustration I had suffered from the garbage collection guild. 　Don't be too carried away with me. I'm afraid I'll be scared. "I'd rather have one thing to ask of you than that.""To me?"　Making a request to Assent means that we can have some kind of replacement... and that we can have some very disadvantageous conditions. It was a questionnaire that seemed to say, "You understand it well, don't you?" 　Assundt rolls his eyes and looks surprised. "Do you know the bar called 'Cantaltica'?"　It is a bar near here run by the father of Paula, a salesclerk with Inuimi. "Yes. It's the store I deal with.""Oh, is that so? Then it's too early."　I know because I actually heard from Paula beforehand. 　But directing is also important for these things like this. "Cantaltica cannot even open a shop now because of the soaring price.""Disasters are always heartless, aren't they?""Can't you manage to accommodate him with food?""Only Mr. Kantaltica can say ... because the situation is very pressing.""Hey, come on! What's wrong with you? It's really not like that."　I'll close my eyes gently and look at Assent. 　Dropping the tone of your voice, slowly, with plenty of in-ear. "'All equally,'" he said, "isn't he such a pacifist?""...you seem to have misunderstood,""Are you a pacifist?""I think 'wa' is important. It's for customers.""Do you want to get along?""As far as I can, then,"　As expected, he avoids dangerous remarks that might get caught in the "Judgment of the Spirit." "If you say otherwise, isn't it you?""Me?"　This time Assunt set me up. "It seems to me that you are most likely to avoid bowing for others.""What are you talking about? I'm always a man who does his best 'for the sake of his loved ones.'"　Of course, that 'important person' means me. Ova Yashiro. Only one.Avoid bowing for others? Of course! Why should I take over the burden of others?　But here I keep my words muddled. "Hmm... I guess I don't like you. I don't know what to say.""Well, that's "happy" isn't it?""...he's a funny fellow,""Don't you think we'll get along?""No, not at all,"　It's unusual for me to be so flatly rejected. 　It may be the only one in this town. 　Who says this to his face? "But you get along with your clients, don't you?""Of course that's true. If we have mutual trust, we can make a better deal. I think trust is the most important thing.""Oh... trusting relationship of trust."Yes, but unfortunately I think I can build it with you...""Conversation`--?!?'　When I called the conversation record, Assund opened his eyes and erased the smile on his face. "...what are you going to do?""Huh? No, not really..."　Ignoring Assent's question, I scroll through the translucent panel that appears in front of me. 　Oh, is this going to be written down in real time? I've never heard of it. 　Well, then... "(Self-regulation) Oops!""Huh!"　When I shouted obscene words that no one could say, Assunt burst out in front of me. He's a dirty fellow. "What... all of a sudden!"　Assunt exclaims insanely. 　Beyond that, I can see a glimpse of the inhabitants looking out for something. 　If anyone screams a no‐broadcast term early in the morning, don't come and see it. You might be a dangerous person. "No, I wonder what the conversation record says when I say a banned word. Oh, look, it's got obscene words. It's not a self-regulation word.""That's right... this is just a record. If there are ambush and so on, slang using it will become very popular and the conversation record will no longer have any meaning."　I see. 　Deal with slang? That's no good. It completely denies the system of conversation records. 　Well, let's see. 　I scroll through the translucent panel and stop my finger at a certain point. 　The following letters are written on it. "If I shout obscene words, the operation will begin."????"Wait a minute, you!""Oh? What's wrong with you, man?"　In the middle of the main street, a golden retriever-like drooping canine-eared girl and a stout, alligator-faced man suddenly began to argue. ...with a very unnatural reading. `Oh, you're so reluctant to serve vegetables."My life is at stake here, too. I can't stand being beaten up at such a low price!""But don't sell me at exorbitant prices!""If we make it any cheaper, we'll destroy the guild!"　The crocodile secretly glances at the translucent panel hidden in his pocket, muttering, "Oh, rather…" and turning again to the canine-eared girl. "Rather, buy vegetables at a higher price if you're greedy for profits!""What! What!? Let me tell you!"　With the words of the girl, the girl and the crocodile begin a fight. 　But for some reason I can only see the crocodile being beaten unilaterally with great restraint."Don't do that with you two!"　Then comes a beautiful girl with a ridiculous amount of milk. 　The letters on the chest are distorted by the bulge of clothes ripping up from the inside. 　The clothes the pretty girl was wearing had the following letters written on them. Yodamari-tei Main Store　　It's cheap! It's delicious! It's cute!　　Stir-fried vegetables 20Rb~!!　　　It's open in 42 wards!!　　open all year round　　If you don't come, it's a loss! Please invite your friends and family to come!　Well, the bottom line is that Jeanette, wearing a promotional shirt, mediated with Paula and Mormat. 　However, they hold a translucent panel with both hands, and read aloud without hesitation while gazing into it. "Mr. Mormat, I can't help but listen to it."　Immediately after intonation, a soft sound is heard, and yet he never looks up or looks at the other person. 　This guy doesn't even seem to want to memorize his lines. 　Yes, it's a line. "...what the heck is this?"　Assunt asks me a question with a twitchy look on his face. 　But I can't answer it; I can't. 　I just silently stare at the smooth reading of Jeanette. "We restaurants are trying to cut costs to the limit and keep prices down. We can't do any more, because producers are exploiting us.""Wait a minute!"　The only daughter of a chicken farm, a chicken-faced neferry, made a dashing appearance there. "I can't ignore what you just said! It's us producers who are trying tirelessly to keep prices in check, right, Delia?""Oh, you're absolutely right."　Delia responds to the questions of the impassioned acting Neferry with a lukewarm super-bread. 　Neferry seems to have been interested in this, and he's very good at acting, although he's not on the level of being terrible around him, so he's floating around and making a bad impression. "We growers work hard every day, communicate with the earth, communicate with animals and plants, and make delicious food! The deliciousness of the food is the pride of the growers and the cry of the soul!""What? What? ... what?"　The referee ad‐libbed me. 　Thanks to you, Jeanette started to flutter. 　I actually wrote this script and read it out in front of the people here. 　So they can check the script by looking at their conversation records. 　It's a record of all the lines in the script I read. "Try the egg! Isn't it delicious? That's my cry!"　No, no, that would be scary. 　If I hear your cry from an egg, I'll beat the egg to the floor without hesitation. "Well, which scene on earth are you talking about now.　After this, the confrontation between "producers vs. store owners" is depicted, and we talk about each other's troubles... well, that's enough. 　We're getting more and more spectators. 　Looking around, I saw quite a few people forming a crowd at the news of this disturbance. 　I'm going to cut the scene I made in the middle of the movie..."Oh, that's weird!"　I say lines that signal the climax. 　It's a wonderful performance trained in Japan. 　I'll fall in love with you. "What is this imitation of?"　There is some irritation in Assund's voice. 　It's hard to get out of the theater because of the crowd. 　It's very frustrating to be put in such a situation without knowing the meaning. 　But I don't care! That's the point. 　If you're not in a hurry, take a look!　Ohba Yashiro's best performance of his lifetime!"It's strange that prices are going up even though the money paid to producers is decreasing."　It's a good performance by a good detective who looks like a child and has an adult brain. 　Being a swindler, acting ability is an essential skill. "... Your performance is even worse."　What's wrong with my acting? What's wrong with my acting?　A little childish atmosphere has been beautifully reproduced, and that's kind of cute!　Cute girl!?"Well... I'm very busy, and I'll excuse myself."　With a loud sigh, Assund tries to leave. 　But a crowd of people obstructed his way... ...or rather, the crowd was lined with familiar faces. The hamsters, the Yaplocks, and the Omero River Fishing Guild are lined up with rice farmer Homer and other producers working in the 42nd Ward and shopkeepers. "... you guys,"　Assund's expression is slightly stiff, perhaps because he noticed the lineup. 　Our business partners have appeared at this very suspicious three‐moon play. That must be frustrating. 　Assund must be thinking this for sure now. "I'm done," he said.　Beyond the collaborators I had gathered, outsiders had gathered to hear of the disturbance. 　No, they're not outsiders in a way. So you should watch carefully and listen carefully. "I asked one of my acquaintances, an alligator-faced farmer...""Mr. Mormat,""Well, that's where I want to remain anonymous.""Mr. Mormat, right?"Don't pry,"「…………」　Ascent gives up saying something to me and looks at Mormat. 　Momat was visibly flustered and awkwardly turned away with a deliberate whistle. ... He couldn't be an actor, absolutely. "I heard you told me to reduce the price of vegetables,""Well... well, that's right,"　Perhaps determined, Assunt slowly turns to me. 　His glaring eyes were completely in combat mode. "We'll lose quality for a while because of the disaster. We can't have the same transaction value as before."　I've heard more about this area from Mormat in advance. 　Paula had been offered a deal on similar terms. 　That is to say, "The vegetables we used to collect at 100Rb will be 20Rb in the future. However, if you sell our current stock at 5Rb, we can do business at 40Rb in the future." The price movement is reversed, but the method is the same. If you lose now, you'll lose less money in the future. 　Well, perhaps the people around Assault are making manuals and forcing the people in the branch to do the same. Too many have been offered similar deals. More than half of themselves. "And I asked a certain canine-eared clerk working in a bar on this street...""Mr. Paula,""I want to remain anonymous.""...and what?"　Assent seems to have finally come to understand. 　It's an adult's manner not to disclose the identity of the informant. 　When interviewing criminals on TV, viewers' willingness to "no, arrest me!" is ignored and the identity of the collaborators is completely concealed. 　That's the way it is. "Did you say to restaurants that the wholesale price would be high 'because food was reduced due to the disaster?'""It's not enough in a broad sense,"Food would certainly have gone down (by looking at the whole city). "Farmers are more reluctant to trade in vegetables. ... No, not just farmers, but producers."　Assault turns the blame on the producers and turns themselves away from each other.But you don't have to look away. You can't sell at a price that makes it clear that you're being beaten up. No one in the world needs to be ashamed. "If things don't come in, prices will go up. There's nothing we can do about it..."　...I didn't say, "I can't." It's fade out. I'll shake my head after that. "You can't judge a lie unless you tell it…" It's a method that successfully struck out the flaws in the ""judgment of the spirit.""" "It's true that prices will go up if nothing comes in. But..."The "Judgment of the Spirit" is such a flaw that I have to struggle with in this kind of place. 　If I could meet the spirit, I'd like to hear a lot of words. 　But now it's a scene where you focus on the enemy in front of you. "Even if you don't dare to let things in, the prices will go up, right?"「…………」　Is that silence positive?　In short, the value of the thing rises when it is no longer in circulation. 　It's only natural. "I've always wondered... but the peddler's guild is a guild where you can do business 'over the block,' isn't it? There are a lot of branches."　Staring at me and keeping an eye on me. 　He's a man of the game. 　If you look away from me now, it's like confessing that there's something wrong with you. 　Even if it's hard, you won't be able to take your eyes off it. "Why don't you get any food from the other branches?"　a peddler's guild with a network of wards 　Then, if there is a shortage in any ward, it is normal to accommodate the surplus. 　But they don't do it. 　Why?"I'm a low-ranking peddler's guild... I'm only in charge of the bottom lot. I'm very much in the opinion of the upper management."　Can't you stand such an organization? 　A system in which all opinions on the ground are silenced will fail. 　There is only one reason why food is not distributed in the 42 wards. 　It's for these guys to make money. 　But he gave me an opinion. I think I'll take advantage of course. "Well, in the Forty-second Ward, prices have risen so high that restaurants cannot open them, and the inhabitants are so starved that they do not have the ear to listen to such trifles as a peddler's guild?""That's not so much."Well, let me hear what you have to say,""Once we distribute food from other districts, we will continue to receive goods. Everywhere, we want to increase our sales. We will be able to thank you for this and negotiate against you. I can't compete with you."　Compassionately, Assund shrugs and looks like he's going to cry. 　Of course, I don't have to cry. "Then prices in the 42 wards will collapse, and the producers will be further put in a corner, for better goods will come in cheaper from the guilds above here..."　There, they take plenty of time and look around as if they were licking. "... if that's all right with you, I don't think so.""It's the same now, isn'　the inhabitants of the 42nd district who had been shriveled under Assund's disgusting gaze. 　I guess that's been a success. I'm going to make you realize that there's even more disadvantage, and I'm going to force you to say, "What are you going to do?" with a grim smile. 　Weak people are forced to accept the conditions, and the fact that they made decisions of their own accord is made up, so they can neither refute nor protest. 　But..."Oh, Mormat. How much do you have in stock now?""Stock it up!? You can't have it! It's as good as a sparrow's tears if you had it."　Mormat's answer has received a lot of approval from those around him. 　It must be the same everywhere. "Well, I will ask all the inhabitants of the Forty-two Wards here!"　I spread out my hands and raise my voice. 　　ask questions to all present "Is there anyone who is not in a tight spot right now? Is there anyone who is relaxed and satisfied with their present life?"　There's no answer......... "Do you understand, Assent?"　In the silence of the water, I'm the only one to speak out -- just for Assault. 　There's only one target. Yes, you're the one. 　I'll ask you a question. Listen carefully. And think about it. "Isn't the 42 wards now in a state of price collapse."...no, that's..."　I was at a loss for words. 　Assent, who had made the decision without hesitation even when he made the choice of silence, was at a loss for words. "The producer of the 42nd district is no longer good. It won't last long. Just the other day, someone quit his family business and tried to become an adventurer. ... Well, I stopped with all my might, but it wasn't that extreme."　Becoming an adventurer is like being a treasure hunter looking for Tokugawa reserves. 　The producers here are so driven that they have to bet on such a small possibility. 　The business cannot last long in such a situation. 　If you break your heart, you'll be out of business in no time. "No more producers in the 42nd district. Forget it.""Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!"　Mormat was about to bite at my acrimonious remark, which was silenced by Estella, who was in the right place at the right time. 　Estella isn't going to come forward very often this time, and she's always supporting me behind the scenes. 　Momat grasped the situation and walked back in silence. 　Yes, that's all right. Just shut up and watch."That's quite a harsh remark,"　Assund is also a little upset. 　You probably didn't expect me to be told to abandon you. "Then why don't you buy food from other wards and save restaurants and markets?""Is that because you are a restaurant official? You want me to help you by cutting off others...""Oh, yes! I forgot!"　A sudden loud noise interrupts Assundt's attempt to express his point of view. 　Your turn is still a long way off. I'll make you talk a lot later, so listen to me a little more. "It's expensive to transport things from other wards, isn't it? And based on what Assund said earlier, I'm sure you'll be caught in the foot and charged an exorbitant price!"「…………」"What do you think, Assunt?""... well, that's what I said.　Searches and sounds of future consequences that will. 　I know. You're confused right now, aren't you? Your eyes are swimming. "Well, you had better be prepared to buy three to four times as much as you used to buy... but then you won't be able to make a profit... and eventually you'll go bankrupt, right, Paula?""What!? Oh, me? Uh... well... well... even if I manage to make ends meet, I can't avoid raising the price, and if the price goes up, the customers will be far away... I think it won't take that long.""Furthermore, the producers are out of work and have no money. The number of customers will inevitably decrease.""It's... fatal,"　Paula shrugs her shoulders in a vision of a gray future. "Huh? But wait!"　As soon as I raise my voice, Assund looks at me with a disgusted look on his face. 　go on without regard to "Well, Paula. Isn't it three times the price of the traditional purchase the same as now."Oh, really."　It's the same with the overall poor population affected by heavy rain. "If this situation continues for another month... what will happen to your shop?""It's going to collapse. I'm sure. It won't last a month.""Oh, my God...."　I held my head in my arms and let out a big sigh. "So, either way, in a month, the producers and the shops will all be out of business.""No, I think that's a little too much."　Assunt breaks in uncontrollably. 　I guess this is where we want to put a brake on it. 　But the hearts of the crowd who are listening to my story don't budge. 　At the earliest, words that resonate more than mine don't exist in this situation. "If we run out of food, all the inhabitants will go to the 41 wards to buy it, but this time there will be food shortages in the 41 wards, the same price hikes, and the economy will die. Then will we go to the 40 wards to buy it?""Don't do that! You're going to stir up fear in pranks and stir up hostility against me, but the wholesaler...""What are you saying?"　I'll look straight into your eyes and tell you straight away. "You are the enemy,"　The air freezes. "...I see. Is that the case?"　Unquiet air drifts from Assault. 　The expressionless pig's face looked as eerie as a devil's messenger. "Are you trying to get us into a corner by confronting our peddler guild with producers and business owners? So you're trying to win concessions from me? You're trying to make a poor play...haha."　Assunt swings. 　In a motion that doesn't feel the warmth of living like a mechanical fabrication, Assund glares at the Mormats. 　The Jeanettes shrink from their gaze and converge around Delia. "Do you mean the people there are supporters? Hmm... I see... I see."　Assent muttering alone and convincing alone. 　His voice has calmed down, but he seems quite angry. 　A thick blood vessel the size of a hexagonal pencil appears on his forehead. "It doesn't matter. You can stop doing business with us that you hate. If you think you're doing us a disservice, that's fine! That's fine. We don't care a bit. If your contract is broken, we'll just sign a new contract 'with someone else'! There's plenty of alternatives! Well! ...I don't know if there's an organization to replace the peddling guild for you."　This is the winning pattern for Assault. 　preach one's advantage and drag the other into one's field 　If you're just here, that's enough to make you cry. 　It's the same strategy as scary brothers bringing the other person into the office right away. They put pressure on the other person to make them want to be released soon, and they can't think properly. 　The only way to break it is to break the "flow" that he envisioned. "Is trust the most important thing?"　Interrupted from the side, Assund turns his face in unguarded displeasure. "Trust can't be built by someone who tells lies.""...are you calling me a liar?""There are two main types of lies. Do you know what I mean? One is to say something different from the truth, and the second is to hide the truth.""What am I hiding?""How was your play?""What?""I've practiced that. Wasn't there anything that really hit my heart?""It doesn't matter now, I don't think so...""It doesn't matter if you're bad at it or not! ... Wasn't there anything that really hit your heart?"「…………」　stare at each other for a moment 　The first person to break was Assund. "...nothing. Nothing."　look away and breathe through one's nose 　I wonder if it was conveyed. "There are two things that the play was suing. Did you notice anyone who was watching it?"　turn one's voice to the crowd surrounding us 　I found the main street overflowing with people. It was so crowded that I couldn't see the end of the street. 　It is almost impossible to imagine that all the inhabitants of the 42 wards are concentrated here. "What... they lack the heart to enjoy the play. Well, I can't help it. Then I'll tell you!"　I began explaining with pride and gestures. "In that play, the producers claim that they're being beaten down on food at the lowest prices, while the restaurants claim that they're being sold at an exorbitant price. This is based on the fact that I've heard directly from the people who are engaged in the work."　As if my argument were correct, the mahmats nodded loudly. 　It seems to have been conveyed to the audience, and a whispering voice begins to be heard here and there, which will increase the credibility of the play. "Cheaply bought ingredients are sold at exorbitant prices. ... Then where did the huge profits disappear?"　There's a stir from the audience. 　Some people bought the ingredients cheaper than ever before and sold them at a higher price, which would have been many times more profitable than before. 　Who is that?"Well, Mr. Guild, peddler. ... Where do you think it's gone?""It's hard for me to say,"　That's a poor response. 　The audience expressed their displeasure openly at Assent's words. 　That's right. The crowd here are also on the side of exploitation. 　Anyone would be angry to learn that the current food shortage is being caused by the peddling guild. 　Coming there, and not apologizing, would be like pouring gasoline on a bonfire. "That's a silly twist and a fabrication!""Are you sure?""If you can't trust me that much, I don't mind if you don't do any business with the people there! Just a few people come together to express their dissatisfaction with the other person... that's how you can isolate yourself!"　Quietly, Delia takes a step forward. 　But when I raised my right hand, he stopped me. 　You can't solve this by force. Well, leave it to me. "There's one more thing that the play wanted to tell you. I wish I'd noticed you better. I'm sorry.""That's enough. I don't have anything more to talk about. I'll have to go through a lot of procedures. I'll have to find a contract with another producer or a store to sell the goods to!"　Some of them live on their own in the 42 wards. Some of them are going to open a new shop. 　It's a threat to bring in new people like that."That's no use,""...what?"　He glared at me with a frightening look. 　So I'll give you a generous smile. "The main theme of this play is 'Is it beautiful to be close?'""I don't care about the play anymore! Stop talking about it!""Beautifulness is strength. People feel a kind of awe of beautiful things.""I can't get along with you. Excuse me!"　A few men walk out and block his path in front of Assunt, who turns around and tries to leave. "...what!"　Ascent tries to turn around and walk again, but now he is blocked by others. "...what the heck is that?"　They are producers and sole proprietors living in the 42 wards. Besides ingredients, there are also producers of cotton, hemp, dyes and fragrances. 　In addition to diet-related businesses, there are also people who do business with ingredients made in the 42 wards. 　This is an important matter for them, too. 　As we went from door to door and had serious discussions, they gave us a big lift. 　I asked them to gather here today, and they seemed to have arrived properly. 　Those who want to carve out the future with their own hands. "Ascent. You really didn't notice the real meaning of this play. No... warn me!""Oh... warning?"　Yes, it's a warning. 　This was a warning from the inhabitants of the Forty-two wards to your peddlers' guild. "If you look closely, there are some merchants in the guild among the crowd,"　There was a face in the crowd that I had seen in a chicken farm in Neferry, who had no hesitation to cut the rice of Homer, a rice farmer. `Just listen carefully to all the Temae!'　I don't know if the word "kappojiru" has been translated properly..."We held hands. ... The 'prey' that you've eaten up to now is no longer alone. It's not an individual. It's not something to be exploited without a weak counterattack!"　The air trembled with a loud voice.The vibrations of the air convey strong feelings so that the water can cause ripples. 　silence 　Silence, not silence. 　This silence awaits us. 　What do you mean by my words! 　the gospel of guidance 　Then I'll tell you what you want!"Listen! All those who live in the Forty-second Ward! Don't stay weak! Doubt the time when you are being exploited! Raise your fist!"　The crowd surrounding us is burning with rage. 　The frustration that has been suppressed up until now is transformed into energy and moved out. driven by a violent feeling of "I have to change!" "If you don't know how to shake it up, I'll tell you! Spit out the complaints that you have in your head! What's wrong with you!?"`````` `Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, `　An earth‐sounding groan shakes the main street. 　A whirlpool of dazzlingly dense emotions occurs in the place. 　I have won the hearts of the crowd, Assunt!"We're one! We won't give in to the way we put pressure on individuals as we have done before! We don't have any more vulnerable people here who fear isolation!"　Ascent, listening intently to me with a wry face, burst into a burst of laughter. "Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah　Ascent speaks, peeping into the faces of the crowd surrounding him. "You don't know what's going to happen if this neighborhood is isolated, do you? Firewood? There's woodcutters in the 42nd leg? Meat? Fish? There's no one in the sea guild. It's not just that. You've got to live with a lot of things. You've got to exaggerate your complaints, you've got to work with people, and you've been building up a relationship over the years.It means giving up one's life by doing."　silence 　The force that had been bubbling up quickly calmed down. 　Assunt looks at me triumphantly and laughs disgustingly. "I sympathize with all of you who have been tempted by the newcomers. You can go around and hear as if you could, and then you're waiting for the bitter, poor, beastly life of 'it wasn't supposed to be like this.' Now wake up. Everyone can make mistakes."　The crowd answer nothing. 　He just kept silent and looked down. 　... by all means. "You're such an idiot,"　I was dumbfounded and couldn't speak, but I managed to say it. "...what?""You can't see where you are at all.""Well... that's an interesting point,"　Assunt with an antiemetic smile peculiar to those who are sure to win. 　I'll get rid of that faint smile in no time. "You are the one who misleads people with pleasant words, Assunt,""It's a false accusation,""Well, I'll translate what you said in a special and easy-to-understand way.""Well, I'll ask you,""That's the point, isn't it? 'You guys should continue to be exploited without any wisdom.'""That'said he said."It's no different. You've just been changing the subject and making a mistake about yourself."It's hard to hear...""If you destroy what you've piled up, will you not be able to make a living?""...that's right, isn't it?"Then why is the Yodamari-tei still open?""It's because you made a strange guild...""Yes! I've created a new possibility! In my country, we describe it in this way: innovation."　Defensive companies without innovation will decline and disappear in the not too distant future. 　It's the same for the city and the country. "Innovation opens up the future. Magda! Loretta!""...I've been waiting for you.""Everyone, try this! It's a candy from the land of dreams that you'll definitely get addicted to once you eat it says.　At my call, Magda and Loretta in vendor style hand out honey popcorn to the crowd. 　The expression "dreamland sweets" somehow fits perfectly. "It's made from what a peddler's guild once branded 'worthless garbage'."　While I'm explaining it, there are voices from all over the place saying "delicious." "And look at this!"Neferry exclaims at the perfect time. 　What the Neferry is showing us is a large pile of eggs. There are nearly fifty eggs. "These are all eggs that were harvested this morning! The chickens that laid them were supposed to be 'trash' because they couldn't lay their eggs."　Crowds roll their eyes and stare at a large number of eggs. "He saved me! My life, which was supposed to be disposed of as garbage!"　Neferry has courage and is good at speaking. 　Maybe I'm cut out for something like this. I'll be a great actress someday. "In Assund's words, these are the 'future' that was inspired by the pleasant words of a newcomer. Should they have been disposed of as 'trash'?"「…………」　keep silent 　Assund says nothing. 　Then I'll fold it up. "We have the 'possibility'; we're not promised success. That's right. There's absolutely no such thing in this world. ... But the right and freedom to walk towards the future we want exists equally."　Everyone keeps their mouths closed and their eyelids open to see what happens. 　This is the turning point of the 42 wards. "They've created a system where the people here who are working so hard can't live properly."　I throw words that would be most 'effective' for the people of this city. "Do you think the Spirit will forgive your deeds?"　A roar breaks out of 　the spiritual god that most people here believe in 　No one thinks that the goddess will abandon the suffering people. 　Therefore, everyone in this room must think, "Spiritual gods cannot forgive such nefarious behavior." "Those here have a choice."　It's the opposite opinion, completely denying what Assund said earlier. "Will we continue to do business with peddlers' guilds and become less than livestock... will we sign a contract with the garbage collection guilds and feel innovation?"　Just as if I were here!, I spread out my arms wide and asked him as high as I were looking up to heaven. "What do you want to do?"````` `Oh, my God!''　scream like a beast 　It's not an answer, but that's enough. 　His expression had completely disappeared from Assault's face. 　Assault should know which way the crowd's mind is headed. "And. What are you going to do, Assunt? Do you want to keep doing business with me on these terms?"Shall we make sales in the 42 wards '0'?"　A grain of sweat trickles down Assund's cheek. 　No matter how bullish you are, you won't be able to 'zero' your sales. 　There is no way Assund, who was entrusted with the bottom branch, can report to the top that there is no profit. 　I mean this guy. He must be thinking of making a profit and getting ahead and cutting into the middle. 　I can't hurt my career here. "...I understand,"　At last, Assunt broke. "We will continue to do business at what we have done,""You don't know yet?""...what?"　with a sulky look 　The amount so far is already an unequal contract to exploit. "You're not in a position to 'keep the deal going'. You're in a position to 'keep the deal going' by all means."　Ascent has been slow to escape from the core, but I'm not easy enough to forgive him. 　I'll make it clear here, in front of the crowd. "From now on, trade at 'fair prices', change the current system to change merchants by item and reduce commissions, and finally, this is the main... keep the percentage of margins earned by peddling guilds open all the way forward.""What!""If you promise to accept the above conditions, you may keep the bargain going.""Everything is crazy! Especially disclosing the margin ratio... exposing trade secrets to the public is outrageous!""Otherwise, you'd go on exploitation again.""...d*mn!"　To disclose the margin ratio? 　Simply put, we will release the details saying, 'I sold the ingredients I bought at ○○Rb at □□Rb. Profit is △△Rb.' 　This prevents unfair buying spanks and reluctance to sell, and guarantees the original value of the ingredients. 　If an unjust act is discovered, we can use the suspension of business with the peddling guild as a weapon to negotiate. "...don't get carried away."　Assund's voice changed. 　The old cat's voice hides, and a muffled voice is heard in the dark. "I'll make you realize what happens when a newcomer... makes me angry!"　Ascent, who has changed to the first person, stretches out his arm and points his index finger at me. He is ready to judge spirits. "I'm sorry. I'm not telling you a lie.""...so what? There are many ways to do it, for example..."　Ascent points his finger at me at Jeanette. `What do you think of that careless lady?'　There's a possibility that you're making some slip of the tongue where I don't know. 　I can't be bullish here.........　. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . you think"Try it,"".........are you ready?""Oh, but..."　Now I stretch out my arm and point my index finger at Assunt. "...if possible,""Hmm... that's not a threat,"　Says Assundt, triumphantly. "Unlike you, I'm saying every word carefully. I'll never be a frog. I'm absolutely confident. If you think it's a lie, try it."While fully armed, I catch the other person off guard. 　That's the way Assund fought. It's a sober, cowardly, effective, and tough tactic. 　But... I told you at the moment..."There is absolutely no such thing in this world."　With my words as a signal, dozens of people at the scene stretched out their arms and pointed to Assunt. "...what!"　Assault took a step back, apparently bewildered. 　However, a finger pointing Assault is also aimed at him from behind. 　I take my finger off Assault once and speak directly to him. "You're certainly smart. I know you've chosen words so as not to fall for the 'Judgment of the Spirit.' And perhaps your vision is working, but..."　Assault is good at matching his opponent. 　He's good at pulling out the opponent's 　That's why there's one serious flaw. "Is it consistent?""What, what, what...?"　A conversation that was held before Mormat without telling lies and a conversation that was held before Paula. Is there any contradiction between the two? 　It may not be possible to turn Assunt into a frog on a one-on-one basis. 　But if there is an obvious contradiction in Assent's statement... ...what will the Spirit decide?"I've had such a stupid spell that I can only abuse. I've got to put the spirit into death once in a while.""Well, no way...""Now we shall all cast the Spirit's Judgment upon you all at once, after the pale light that envelops your whole body has gone out... will you ever be the same as you are now?"　Assund's whole body trembled so much that one could see it, and a great amount of sweat began to wipe off his forehead. "What's the matter with you? You're absolutely confident, aren't you? Then why don't you be fair and square and accept the 'Judgment of the Spirit'?"　speak out to drive the cornered Assunt further 　The more good a man is, the more hesitant he is or the more guilty he is, the more useless he is in a position to exercise. 　Don't pull the trigger if you don't have a good deal of determination with your gun in hand. 　Then I'll pull the trigger. "Now, boys! Let's go! Let's go! Let's...!""Wait a minute! No, wait a minute! That's right!"　Assundo knelt down. 　I'm shaking so hard that I think my hands and feet have gone wrong. I'm afraid he won't be able to stand up for a while. "Okay! I'll do everything I tell you! I'll take all the conditions! So please forgive me for that's all!"　Assault conceded defeat. 　We won. 　When I raised my right arm high, the crowd cheered, "Wow!" 　Singing antics run through the high street. 　The stopped world starts to move all at once, and it turns dazzlingly vivid. "Mr. Jillo!"　Jeanette jumps at me. 　He hugs me with a force that I don't normally imagine, perhaps excited. 　...Piots, Cayday. 　with 　Well, I'd like to go into a big party. "Quietly!"　With one voice from me, the excited voice suddenly stops. "Assunt,""Well... yes,""And I have something to say to all the inhabitants of the 42 wards."　Everyone there pays attention to me. 　This is something we have to do in this place now. 　If you neglect this, there is a danger that a chain of resentment will begin in the future. 　A backlash that breaks the thread that has been strained for many years is bound to occur. 　I have to take responsibility to prevent the worst of them. "The last thing I want to do is to sign a contract with everyone, so as not to cause a chain of resentment. To make life positive and cheerful."　With that in mind, I announce the contract. "Ascent, you peddlers' guilds will never use 'Spiritual Judges' on us 42 wards.""...what?""Instead, the inhabitants of the Forty-two wards here do not "judge the Spirit" on Assund."　cause a stir 　There must be some uneasiness, as if the only and most powerful weapon had been taken away, even if it requires a lot of preparedness to use it, it cannot be replaced by a sense of security at hand. 　But if we don't do this, there will be a "spiritual referee" battle within the 42 wards. 　He that once becomes a frog, at that moment his life ends. 　I don't want to be in such a dire situation with such a quarrel. "Of course, if you want to tell a lie just because you can't use "the judgment of the spirit," I'll take it to the general court."　It is not for new sparks that deter both sides from judging spirits. 　It's for peace. "I swear, won't you give it to me?""…………...I've thought about it carefully, but it doesn't seem like a one-sided deal.""Of course. Trust is the most important thing to do business with, isn't it?""Hmm... I may have misunderstood you... I hate you when I see you as a nuisance to my own interests... but when I see you in a fair light... ...you may be a very good man.""Don't do it. It's not the pattern.""... I'm sure. Hmmm."　Ascent tried to stand up, but his knees seemed to be weak, so he just turned his face to me. "I'm sorry to look like this... ...but I'll accept the contract.""Thank you,"　shake hands with Assent 　Then, looking back only on our necks, we ask the crowd around us."That's all right with you, too!"````Ooh!''　The contract has now been concluded. 　There won't be a frogfight out of hatred. 　Thus, the battle between the peddler guild and the inhabitants of the 42nd district ended with a reconciliation. 　The peddling guild will start trading at reasonable prices, and the lives of the residents will improve rapidly. 　Maybe you'll be relieved of the garbage collection guild. 　Even with the Mormats, there may be no more vegetables left over. "Yasilo".　The sun is setting and the surroundings are dim. 　We went back to the Yangtari-tei and had a big party. 　Each brings the ingredients and Jeanette cooks them. 　They've brought in alcohol, and it's developing into a big fuss. 　I got out of the hall of such an uproar, and Estella came to me as I was feeling the wind outside. 　My cheeks are a little red. Did I drink lightly? "You've done a great job. You've got nothing to say.""Are you drunk? It's rare to compliment you honestly.""You've worked so hard. You have to compliment me once in a while."　Estella patting me on the head. 　He seems to be a little drunk, after all. "This will considerably close the gap between rich and poor within the 42 wards. It's been a long time since no one could touch it.""That would be in my interest,""Well... I'll leave it like that,"　With her hands fluttering up her flushed face, Estella turns her chin up. 　squint comfortably in the wind "Oh, come to think of it,""Huh?"　I've always wanted to ask you something. 　By the way, let's hear it now. "It's almost three months since I've been here,""It's been so long. It's been so lively every day that it's gone so fast.""If you had lived in 42 wards for three months, you could get your resident registration?""Yes. Leave the procedures to me. I'll prepare the documents. But I need to write my own autograph for the last signature, so I'll ask you to do that.""I see. All right.""Well, soon you will be the inhabitants of the Forty-two wards."......Ah!?"　Estella jumps up and peeks into my face. `Conversation record!'　Then I hurried into something. 　......hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe. "Ah! I knew it!"　With eyebrows raised, Estella shows me a translucent panel and points it at me. 　The following words were written on it. "Instead, the inhabitants of the Forty-two wards here do not "judge the Spirit" upon Assund."　That's what I said. 　Taking advantage of these words, the people who were there signed a contract. "You are not yet a "resident of the Forty-two Wards," so you are not included in this category, are you?"　Look it out!　That's right, Estella!The inhabitants of the Forty-two wards in this place cannot be judged by Assundo. 　However, this does not apply to residents who were not there at the time and those who were not there. 　And as long as the contents of the contract state 'the residents of the 42 wards who are now in this place,' they will not be bound by this contract 'even if the residents who were not in that place later become residents.'　What's more!　Ascent's oath to us is, 'You peddlers' guilds shall not use any 'spiritual judgment' on us based in the 42 wards from now on.' Ascent's will not be able to put 'spiritual judgment' on me. 　I'll be "Judgment of the Spirit" by Assault!"...you're the one,"　Estella looks at me grimly. 　Well, don't worry about it. 　It's insurance. 　If Assund was mad enough to pull someone else in and destroy the Forty-two Wards, would it be better to have a man on our side who could use his arms?　That's why I dare say, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. 　The wind blowing through was pleasant, the voices coming from the dining room were pleasant, and moreover I felt very good. 　I decided to wrap it up by saying that today was a really good day.

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