Chapter 62: 62 Episode 57: Inspection of the Lumberjack Guild, Part 1

Three gorgeous cabs are coming in a row into the Forty-two wards. 　It's not a shortcut course that Estella and I took the other day, but a wide road that runs through 41 wards. 　The carriage is led straight to the lord's house. 　A large garden would be cramped if three large horse-drawn carts were lined up. From now on, servants would carry the horse-drawn carts to a carriage house, which would give the horse a rest in the lord's stable. 　So I'm standing next to Estella, dressed a little better than usual, and Natalia, dressed in her usual dress. 　First of all, the magnificent carriage door opens. "Welcome to the Forty-second Ward,"　Estella graces and greets. 　I'll keep my head down just in case. "Thank you for welcoming me. By the way, as soon as I entered the 42nd leg, is there any reason why the shaking stopped?"　The man who asked such a question was Stuart Javier, the Guild of Woodman, who is based in the Fortyth Ward. 　A gigantic body like a grizzly is coming out of the carriage. What a narrow mind your fellow passengers must have been. "I thought that if a branch of the Woodman Guild could be formed, there would be more heavy timber coming and going, so I improved the way.""I see. It's solid and flat, indeed."　Javier stepping on the ground. From a distance, you can only see that the Great Monster is raging. 　Geez, Geez! ... Look, I don't feel any discomfort. 　I'd like to say don't compare it with the rough road in the 40th district. Do something about your own road first. "It's a long way off,"　Coming out of a carriage that is distinct from Javier's, and particularly lavishly constructed, is Imelda Javier, a young lady in a glittering dress that makes you want to ask, "Is it going to be a guesthouse or a ball?" 　He looked around at the road, which his father praised so much, without regard to it. "Nothing,"　Imelda opened her fan as she uttered a line that was likely to be one of the top three in her first-choice standings when she left an unmanned station in the country. 　It's a big fan with peacock feathers, and when it's fanned, its wings swing gracefully and gracefully. 　...the lady, really. "I think the sun is strong. It's in the country, I'm sure."　Is there any reason for that? 　It's no different from 40 wards. 　However, it's been a clear morning, and the sun is so intensely shining. "I think I'll get sunburned,"　That remark must have been the signal. 　From the third car, a rather low-grade carriage, five good-looking men darted down, holding their hands over Imelda's head and blocking the sunlight. "Thank you, gentlemen,"````` `No! This much!''　Oh, it's a bunch of fools. 　It would be hotter to be surrounded by five big guys with muscle cramps. 　Are they going to go round the 42nd leg in that position?"　I wish you wouldn't...The dignity of the 42 wards is degraded. 　It's kind of... It's kind of like a basket, a muscle version, and it's hard to look at. "Hey, Imelda,"　When I called her name to give me a small gift for her who went all the way to the 42 wards... she was surrounded by "Cage: Muscle Version." 　It's hot! And it stinks!"You've got the nerve to call your daughter off, Bean sprouts?""Are you the bean sprouts who got the axe rusted?"　Metcha is staring at me with a scary look...!"Don't do that, gentlemen,"````But, my dear lady!''"Don't do that!"````` `Yes! Miss!''　With Imelda's voice, Kagome ~ Muscle Version ~ will move away from me and gather around Imelda again. 　What are they? Are they funnels, bits, something like that? Are they built into a system like a satellite that automatically moves around a particular orbit around the body to eliminate foreign enemies?　Imelda smiles at me with a cool face, letting me have such a hot option. "It's been a long time, um... what was Mr. Shiro?"　Imelda's face, directed at me, brings me a big smile. 　...don't tell me on purpose. "Tasilo,""It was Mr. Jiro, wasn't it? Don't lick the memory of a viper!"　Look, you remember it after all. "And what do you want for a viper?""Oh, I'm going to give you something nice as a token of my gratitude for taking time.""Oh, that's a pretty good thing, but that won't make the grade of the inspection easy?""I don't mean it. You don't need to be sweetened at all.""...a great deal of confidence,""If you're not confident, I won't bother to call you.""Well... I'll be looking forward to it."　If this lady's character is as I read her…this visit will certainly succeed. 　Let me test it out and see how it reacts to receiving this present. "Then take it,""What is this black thing? I'll tell you, but when it comes to the vaxx class, you'll get a lot of masterpieces from the lords. If it's boring, you'll refuse to accept them?""Do as you please. If you don't want it, you can throw it away.""...you are quite a confidence man,""That's why you're not going to bother calling me if I'm not confident, is it?"　I'm saying that I'll give you this present by name. I have to be confident that I'll be pleased with it's impossible. "Let me see,""There's a string in the middle, right? Take it off."　As I say, Imelda unfastens the string that holds the body. 　However, one of the strings is sewn to the main body and the other is simply buttoned up, so it can be easily unfolded. "It's kind of fluttering, isn't it?""Then push up the cylindrical part on the handle towards the tip.""Is this the case?"　When Imelda worked hard, the present I gave her opened in a hemispherical fashion with a bang. "This is....""A parasol is a tool. It gracefully blocks out the sun."　Yes, I gave you a parasol made of black cloth. 　It's made thin and light enough to fit women's hands. 　The main body of the umbrella, called koma, is lace-knitted to cast a shadow of a beautiful pattern on the wearer. In addition, it is frilled to the extent that it does not interfere with the lace, so that the viewer can enjoy it. ".........beautiful."　Imelda plays with the parasol to check its usability, turning it around and peeping into it. "………………………… Huh!"　Imelda, fascinated by the shadow of the parasol, stands up as if she suddenly remembered the situation she was in, makes the most grim expression and says curtly. "Oh, that's pretty good. All right. I'll have it for you."　...that's not honest. 　But when he saw his mouth softened, he seemed to like it a lot. 　Well, I was confident too, so if you say it as expected, it's just as expected. 　Anyway, Jeanette, Estella, Magda and Loretta loved parasols very much. 　Bertina and Regina were delighted and convinced that parasols would be popular among women in this world. 　I gave it to Bertina and Regina, not to mention the clerk, out of a little ulterior motive. 　Bertina would like to ask for help in building a highway in the future. She can appeal to the followers of the Spiritual Church about the necessity of the highway by saying, "Let's go to church!" Then she will have a mass or a bazaar in the church, and she will have an event anyway. 　Regina then made a certain thing, and the presence and accuracy of this inspection greatly influenced the results of this inspection, so she also gave her a parasol. 　... well, both are like bribes. 　I think it's a necessary expense. "By the way, is this parasol sold in 42 wards?""No, there is only one thing in the world that I made for this day.""There's only one in the world... ...that's right."　Imelda whirled the parasol and turned her back. 　Hmmm... I'm happy. Your daughter is a little too. "... Hey, Jillo!"　Estella, standing next to me, nudges me in the side and talks to me in a low voice. "What's the only thing in the world? We all have it. We make Natalia's, too, don't we?""Oh, in return for a contract to protect me in case of emergency.""It's not one! If you get caught, you might be turned into a frog!""I didn't tell you a lie. That parasol was made to make this inspection a success, and we haven't sold it so far, and we don't have any identical parasols because they all come in different patterns or colors. It's just one parasol in the world.""...but didn't you say, 'There's only one parasol?'""That's it,""...I'll try to speak very carefully when I talk to Jiro in the future.""That's a good idea. That would greatly reduce the risk of being deceived by someone. ... Huh?""What?"　I look Estella in the face and gently stroke her jaw. "You've got something on your forehead."Oh, really!"　Estella pressed Ago with her hands as I moved. "That's a duck. You fool.""...what!"　Right after I said I wouldn't be fooled, this is it. I'm still too shy. "Jillo...""I've shown you how easily you're fooled. Be thankful.""... remember when you're done with the inspection."　give one's word 　By the end of the inspection, you'll have forgotten more about it. 　However, the parasol is responding very well. 　That's a good tendency. "Natalia,""What is it?""Go to Yodamari-tei and tell him that it will go as planned.""All right. I'll leave a message for my men."　Natalia bowed and gave a signal to the servant standing by the house. 　Natalia giving directions at a distance. 　Our plan is going well. "That's a good response,""It was the most disturbing thing,"　The only uncertainty was how perverse Imelda's character was... 　If you don't want to admit it from the beginning, and you're going to pierce the corner of the box or make a habit of poking at me, that's the end of the conversation. I was thinking that I'd have no choice but to let you take over the terms with a more violent strategy, not with a negotiation. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ."　Imelda, however, seems to be determined to make a fair tour of the 42nd. 　His personality doesn't seem to be very bad just because he's a little naive. He can't be honest. He must be so‐called "tundere" or not. ... I don't know if he'll get bored. 　Judging from his liking for parasols, he seems to be determined that good ones are good. 　Then the plan I put together should work. "...but I can't relax,""Of course. ... Let's do our best, Jiro."　an Estella gently reaching out her hand 　Let's hold on to the handshake until we succeed. 　So I'll give Estella a second slap on the head. "...do you treat me like a child?""Shouldn't you have searched your chest or buttocks as an adult?""I was doing it when I was stabbing a knife."　It would be no joke to be stabbed to death before the inspection. 　Let's take care of ourselves. "And where are you going first?"　I put up a parasol and an imelda in a good mood asks me a question. 　...ask Estella, not me. I'm just supporting her. 　"Also, the members of ""Cage Cage Cage Cage Cage Cage Cage Cage Cage Cage Cage Cage Cage Cage Cage Cage Cage Cage Cage Cage Cage Cage Cage Cage Cage Cage Cage Cage Cage Cage Cage Cage Cage Cage Cage Cage Cage Cage Cage Cage Cage Cage Cage Cage Cage Cage Cage" "Isn't it hot, Imelda?""I don't mind. I have parasols, too.""I'm hot.""You're patient. You're a man, aren't you?""It's hot for a man to be hot... well, I thought it was a little chilly when I went to see him.""The weather changes day by day,""It's too much of a change. In my country, the climate and temperature are changing more slowly. Spring and summer are coming every day, and it's no match."　Until a while ago, I thought it was springtime and was happy.　I'm sure there's a chill like midwinter... ...that's going to be depressing now. "Well, let's take a look at the main street first."　With Estella leading the way, the inspectors set off in droves from the lord's residence. 　Today's outfit for Estella, who leads the pack, is a smart pant look. She looks like a loathsome handsome man at first glance. 　She looks rich and handsome because she has a beautiful maid next to her. 　Good for you Estella, I know you. 　If it were a complete stranger... ...there would have been an incident of injury on the main street. 　Now, what such a handsome man escorts is a beautiful, deep-window girl, Imelda. 　If you don't know anything, you'll think that some nobleman will marry a beautiful nobleman's daughter. 　What an unpleasant sight it is it is! "Mr. Jiro, what kind of device is there on the main street?"　Suddenly Imelda turns around and her curious eyes sparkle. 　He looks like a child brought to an amusement park. "A device?""Oh? You're confident that you'll entertain vaxxes, aren't you? I'm just looking at the city... That's boring.""Ah... well, look forward to it.""Expectations? This viper in the 42nd leg? That's an interesting joke."　. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 　I can feel some excitement, but after all, the stance of '42 wards' still seems to be the same. 　That's all right. 　Then I'll give you a good reception. 　I'll show you what entertainment is all about!"This is the main street,"　It is the main street lined with 42 wards of high street, Cantaltica with Paula and clothing stores with Ukrinnes. 　It's crowded with people today, too. 　It's past noon. It's time for lunch to finish and take a break from work in the afternoon. 　This street is bustling differently than it was before the break. 　Let's do our best for the rest of the day so that the liquor after work tastes good! ... That kind of invisible energy is pouring out. 　I like this atmosphere relatively. "Well, even though the shops are so crowded, I don't mind the smell..."　Javier noses. 　Restaurants are places where many and unspecified people come in and out; restaurants are especially crowded. 　Where there are so many and unspecified people, there is an inseparable problem. 　It's a toilet. 　The presence of many people means more excrement. More restaurants mean more "moyasu." 　It is only natural that there will be a bad smell in the neighborhood. 　To prevent it from happening, we will do a lot of things, but the smell will leak out of course. 　There is no such stench whatsoever in the present 42 wards. "This is the power of sewage,"　Estella begins explaining to the impressed Javier. 　All toilets in the 42 wards are sewage‐treated. 　All the foul-smelling filth flows into a water purification facility, where it is purified and released into the sea. 　It gives us the pleasure of enjoying the delicious smell floating in the city. `It smells sweet,'　It was Imelda who was the first to notice the smell. "Really... what is this smell?""Father, from there!"　At the point where Imelda pointed..."Welcome!"`The forty-two delicious monsters!'"It's delicious!"　Yodamari-tei No. 2 is a taco stand. "I can't stand this...""Oh... Lolicon?""The smell!"　Javier glares at me seriously. 　No, you don't have to cut anything that far. It's just a light joke... It's close!　　Javier grabs me by the collar, pulls me close to my face, and whispers angrily, in a low voice that only I could hear. "...don't let that happen before your daughter!"　Oh, that's right. Your fatherly dignity...………………? You mean "don't break it up!""Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"　... a playful fellow. 　It's a big figure. It's like, "Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh." "You are dressed in pretty clothes,"Imelda is speaking to her sisters. 　As expected of her daughter, she is not hostile to her young, innocent sisters, and she is keeping her eyes on them. "My brother made it for me!""New uniform!""Your hat is an old man!"　Imelda, who loves beautiful things, is coming to inspect this main street, so it is thoroughly "beautiful." 　The street was cleaned, the people here were given good looks and required to wear them throughout the day. Naturally, the expenses and orders came from the lords. 　We held meetings with the ukurinness of the clothing store, and created a large number of uniform clothes. 　The concept is dreamland... Oh, it's not Chiba, it's like a wonder dream. 　As part of this, the sisters are dressed like toy soldiers. 　He wore a crown-high cylindrical hat and a slightly adorable array of tight uniforms reminiscent of an English soldier. 　I think it's a good performance. "But why are you wearing a uniform like a man? Shouldn't you wear a skirt or something prettier?"　Hmm......this is it......imelda, you don't know nothing!"A girl in men's clothing must be cute.""...what?"　Wow, this guy! You really don't understand me!?　Men's Y-shirt, men's school run, and men's seawater pants!　Are girls dressed like that cute!?　Especially sea bread! Of course, in 'only'!"Well, that's what I thought......Hmmm~"　Estella is embarrassed because it has nothing to do with it. 　No, no. You're dressed as a man, aren't you? It's like, "I'm just going to borrow a little bit now," and it's like, "Oh my gosh." That's what I need!"But I can't stand the smell! Let's have one."　Javier approaches his sisters. "Run away, sisters! A bear is here to eat you!""Oh!""I can eat it!""Is that life again?""Should I give up?""No, we should run away here!""Running away!""Oh!? No, no, no, no! No, girls! Eagles don't eat you..."　Javier talks frantically to his sisters as they run away like spiders. 　That's too bad, Javier. I won't let you do what you want. "What do you mean, my dear fellow?""No, no! Scary face! Scary face! Just listen!"　Javier is furious at the escape of his sisters. 　Calm down, though. There's a reason not to let them eat tacos here. "After the inspection, I'm going to get people to enjoy cold beer and the best food! If I eat here, the beer after work will taste bad!""Well... well... well..."　Don't be so honest as to be saved. 　Now that the guild is satisfied, the loggers, who are members of the Guild, will have no choice but to follow suit. 　He glanced sideways at the things like Cantaltica, but said nothing, and the inspection continued, with only a good smell. 　Then, look around the main street and see how prosperous the 42 wards are. 　At that time, good odors were coming from shops all over the place, apparently irritating the loggers' stomachs. 　woodcutters who even feel a little murderous. 　Humans are so dangerous when they are hungry. 　But as long as trump is in the Yodamari-tei, we can't let them eat here now. "Now, let us see the west side of the city,"　As I say that, I step in on my usual way home. 　Yes, it's an alleyway from the main street to Yangdalitei. "They must all be Ichikoro for Jeanette's homemade food when they are so hungry."　Estella, who knows the future, whispered to me. 　It is said that delicious rice on an empty stomach is powerful enough to stop the war. 　But that alone is weak. 　In particular, Imelda. This young lady is no match for delicious rice. 　If that's why it falls, it should have fallen from the last lunch box. 　It's not easy to deal with. That's the kind of girl you're dealing with. 　That's why I prepared a secret plan. 　I haven't even taught Estella, save it. 　After a short walk, a familiar restaurant appears. 　Now, it's time for a crucial moment: a surprise that satisfies hungry beasts and touches the heart of a delicate young lady. 　Enjoy it!　Jeanette stands in front of Yodamari-tei. 　When he found us, he smiled and smiled as usual. 　OK. I'm going to go into the Yodamari-tei, and while I'm waiting for my food, I'm going to have a look at the flush toilet, and then........."Yasilot!"　Estella calls me in an urgent voice. 　I was speechless when I saw the direction the finger pointed. 　That's the end of the line. 　There were more than twenty statues of heroes...that is, wax statues that looked just like me. "Now! Let's have a look at the sewage plant next time!""Yes! It's the backbone of the sewerage system in the 42nd leg!"Shout and distract the Woodman Guild and his party. 　...it's all par for showing such an eerie scene. "The Forty-two wards are disgusting!" is the end of everything!"Natalia!""Yes, what is it?""Go to Suguyangdamari-tei now and tell Magda, 'Change to Operation B!'""Plot B...?"　In hospitality to the Woodman Guild, I left the interior decorations to Jeanette. 　Yodamari-tei is a selling point, for better or for worse, and the decorations were left to show that kind of Jeannette, but it seems that it has worked in a bad way. 　No, because I was talking about Jeanette, I had a vague feeling that it might happen. 　That's why it's Operation B!"Operation B." That is????"'Just do it,'" said he, "I'm sure Magda will do my bidding.""I understand. Then I'll tell you."　Jeanette waved her hand loudly to appeal to the Woodman Guild, thinking that we had changed our destination suddenly. 　. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .　We had no choice but to take the hungry beast to the sewerage plant at the west-south end of the 42 wards. 　The Woodman's Guild, who inspected the sewage plant, looked as dead as ever, as if he had heard very little of it. 　... I'm really sorry. I should have fed you tacos. 　And it was only after the setting sun had set and it was dim around us that we came back to the sunlit house again.

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