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

"Hey, George, Mr. Sakura, over here!

"Oh Lewis, please wait!

"Good evening, Mr. Lewis!

Loud voices echo the restaurants in Los Angeles. Apparently George and Sakura are enjoying dinner with friends today.

'No, you're hissing, Lewis. Have you been busy?

'Oh, you've got a little work to put in. I'm off for a while because I finally got rid of it the other day. It was usually an uninteresting job, but with the guys I'd stick to if I did. It didn't just happen. Not at all. He said to ask for a job like this. How about George and Mr. Sakura? Are you busy? Oh, this place is famous for eating good steaks. Had I brought you here before? Shall I order before I talk? Cuse!'

Lewis, who neither hears George nor Sakura's response, raises one hand and calls the waiter out loud. Apparently a lot more of a my-paced person. Cuse is probably about Excuse-me, a middle school English teacher would fix it right away, Sakura swallowing those thoughts.

'As always, Lewis. You don't have to be in such a hurry to escape the steak. I don't have any more feet!

Two American men laughing aloud at each other. The point of laughter is unknown. Sakura activates the unique skills of the Japanese. It is a gentle smile (alkaic smile).

Three people with a beer in one hand and a chunk of steak. Only stores are famous for their steaks, and they look delicious. Looks delicious, but just a lot. The menu that orders start at £1 is not Dada. Tomorrow I had to make it a light meal, such a thought of Sakura, and the two men kept cheering.

'So, Lewis. Did you see that video? What do you think?'

"Yes, yes, George! What kind of video is that?! I also saw the text that Mr. Sakura translated, but it's supposed to be awesome! Why didn't you tell me sooner! I wanted to leave out such a fucking boring job and concentrate on this one. What do you think? Amazing! Fuckin 'amazing! Whoa, excuse me. Is that CG or not? It's not like you're a CG! If that was CG, I'd quit my studio right now and go teach the guy who made it! Special makeup? I don't know because I'm not familiar with that one, but I don't know if it's possible. There was a blood scene or something, right? It's not processed there either. I can't do that scene if it's a combination of special makeup and snaffs, but I can't do magic scenes.'

Sakura is overwhelmed by Lewis, who talks about folding. George grabs the gist of his friend's words with a cheerful face, and the momentum is in circulation. We've been dating since Junior High School. It's something I'm used to.

'I knew it... So, we don't even know where we're shooting?

'That's why you're telling me, George! That video isn't processed stuff! I mean, everything that's on that thing is real, and it's not footage that's been shot, synthesized, or processed anywhere in this world. It wasn't made of CG at all, either. It's real! Well, but there could really be such monsters and magic on some island or border. If I did, I'd have to take a vacation right now! You're coming with me, aren't you, George? Whoa, I need to stop by the gun shop before I do!

Sakura, who manages to hear Lewis' quick English, drops her shoulder disappointingly. Sakura and I didn't believe in Eugene's current situation. Still, I was hoping for the possibility that it might be somewhere in this world. Well, there's still the possibility of this world being a secret.

'If Lewis says so, isn't that video really processed...'

George is George and seems to have finally recognized that reality. Yes, George's friend Lewis is a CG creator. I am a professional on that path. That's why George took Sakura's permission and asked him to watch the video.

'So George, Mr. Sakura...... Is that all the videos? Don't you know how to get to that place? Do I need an old costume tance or some strange book after all? And...'

Suddenly he lowers his voice and Lewis talks to both of them without being serious.

George and Sakura embark on themselves as they respond.

"And are there zombies?

George's friend was George's friend.

Sakura drops her gaze disappointingly. Smartphone tremor tells the incoming call gets in my eyes.

'Oh, I'm sorry, I think I'm calling from Japan. Take it off a little!

Sakura takes a seat and turns to the store entrance to make the call.

I'm sure you didn't use the phone as an excuse to run away from this aftermath of zombie talk. I'm sure.

Zombie zombies aren't the only thing humans are fighting over these days. You don't understand. Sakura whining about that.

Apparently it is already too late for her.

"Oh, hello, Emmi, yeah, I'm fine. What's the matter with you?