10 nen goshi no HikiNiito o Yamete Gaishutsushitara Jitaku goto Isekai ni Ten’ishiteta

gossip 3-9 Tell Eugene's sister Sakura, her husband George about her brother

"If I were your brother already! Just notice your underwear! Oh, poor Alice..."

West Coast of America, Los Angeles. It was when Sakura arrived at the office and checked her email.

"What's wrong, Sakura?"

George, co-owner and husband, has spoken to Sakura.

'Your brother's in a bit of trouble again... I'll talk to you at lunch. Oh, yeah, I'm done translating the bulletin board you were saying. This one takes a while to explain, so take your time at night.'

Apparently, Sakura decided to tell George about his brother.

"I mean... is Mr. Eugene in another world?

Hand George the excerpt of the translated message board and Sakura will finish the explanation. George finally uttered the word.

'Yeah, yeah. You may not believe it, but I do. I'm not that kind of liar. "

"Other worlds! A different world! Fantasy, huh? Zombies, I wonder if you have zombies!

Sakura surprised by George's sudden high tension. It is always unusual for a sober George.

'What... I wonder...... He said he saw a creature with a small green man-shape and a lizard-like freaky bird flying in the sky, but I don't suppose there are any zombies?

'Right, no zombies... Did you download the pictures and videos?

After a discouraged look, George returns to his usual calm appearance. What shaped his tension so much? Zombies? Do Americans still like zombies?

"Yeah, I put it in this USB memory for the most part."

I receive USB memory from Sakura and George plugs it into a 27 "iM0c to transfer image and video data.

This is George's own room with american and movie posters on the wall. It would be George's gift of taste to appear seemingly sticky in bullshit, but still look stylish without upsetting the overall balance.

Finish transferring the data and just open the image, George.

'Is this...?

The 27-inch monitor shows giant Eugene and Cottalow, the gate of the house, and a little green person.

By the way, Eugene has a piece of paper with his ID on it and is a sneer piece of enemy organism in front of him.

'Your brother and the people on the bulletin board said goblins. He used to come out with games and stuff.'

"Goblin...... CG? No, is this natural shadow a special makeup? But even the surface muscles are real... '

"Oh, Goblin has videos, too. The filename is... this. It's a little disgusting, so be careful. '

Sakura recommends a grossing video of Eugene defeating Goblin across the gate to her husband with a bit of caution. Apparently, the screw is flying a little too.

'This or... Is the camera fixed? It's a little hard to see, but nevertheless...... OH! Jesus! Tell me first, Sakura!

"Huh? I told you to be careful."

There's a bloodbath on the 27-inch monitor, and the organ shows in. Though from Splatter's country, George seemed perfectly alarmed.

George, who changed his mind, finishes watching the video until the end.

'Even if the camera is fixed and doesn't have enough lights... this is too real. Whether it's CG, synthesis or special makeup, it's not amateur level.'

'Already...... So I really believe your brother is in a different world. That's what I said. "

'Sorry, Sakura. I just can't believe it right away...... Sakura, do you want to keep a secret about Mr. Eugene? I have a friend of mine who's familiar with the processing of images and footage, so can I show him?

'You can show me something else. Brother, anyone can see this because you're putting it up online as it is... But I need to ask you a favor. It also shows the scenery around, so I was wondering if you could check somewhere? If it's synthetic, you might know if you're familiar with it...'

'Okay. I'll tell you what, too. Thank you, Sakura'

Though I'm not sure what it is, George said a word of gratitude and Sakura staring at each other. It has a good vibe for some reason.

I have no choice. This is their house, they're a couple.

The distance between the two approaches, and they gently mouth each other, gradually exchanging hot kisses.

After this, the tea is ruined.