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

People were gathering steadily from all over the camp-off venue where the test was held.

Some are by train. On foot from the nearest station on the route with the name Urban Park Line, not sure.

One person followed the whiteboard to complete the difficult question of three rotaries and took a shuttle bus.

And some shall be driven into their bodies, and driven themselves, or taken with their companions.

With a huge parking lot available, there seems to be a lot of car visits there this time.

I can also see some place names inside that are suspicious of their sanity: Sapporo numbers. Anyway, this is Chiba. I guess I took the ferry from Hokkaido and came all the way camping off.

Eugene's story will be released in the United States as a document program.

It's already open, but the NPO didn't seem to allow the media to participate.

The media with the camera is not even seen in the parking lot.

Well, I can't hear a lot of things when I come to this camp-off.

Fall Day afternoon.

At the campsite, BBQ had already begun.

There is no particular greeting for the start, in disintegration.

It is the usual thing.

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"Excuse me!

"Is that it? What's wrong, Fumiya?

"I heard you were taking a break... so if you like, go ahead with this"

"You brought it on purpose! Thanks."

BBQ isn't the only one that's starting.

In preparation for the morning, the store that had opened was also open from noon.

Few visitors have come to the store because camp participants have not gathered yet.

Looks like the staff were taking turns taking breaks.

Bulletin board residents and clerks put the clothes set A in the bungalow to feed the woman who rests in the bungalow with BBQ and vegetables.

By the way, the state of the bungalow is peered through the window.

Because if it turns out to be a pain in the ass.

It is by no means a peek of malice, but a watch not to disturb public order. Yes, it's a watch.

"Yum! I knew it wouldn't be the same if I baked it on charcoal. Oh, sit down if you like, Fumiya."

"Oh, yes."

"BBQ hasn't hit me either. Should I have taken Hinako, too?

"No!

Clothes group A vigorously denies the woman's words that I should have taken my daughter.

It is a reasonable decision.

Because it's dangerous to bring a young girl here.

Anyway, Kotehan, who calls himself "YES Lolita NO Touch," is in on it this time.

"Oh, yeah. So next time, why don't the three of us come here and BBQ?"

"Huh?"

"Yeah, like it! Hinako is going to be thrilled with athletics! Before it's winter...... I wonder, Fumiya?

"Uh, if Kanako wants it"

"Then it's settled! Fumiya, is your shift already out? Let's just set a date!

"Oh, yes."

Clothes set A, they seem to be taking a firm lead.

Well, it seems to be.

The men peering through the window were devouring their critical teeth.

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"Hello, how are your feet?

"That's a bad idea. What about this guy, Emmi?

"Ah, Mr. Cool Nettle, he's the one who's partitioning this camp-off"

"Oh, you! Um, looks like we're all interested."

"Clothing is open space, but beauty salons are in the bungalow. Maybe the hurdles are high for that. This doesn't seem very profitable..."

"Open space, huh? All right!"

"What's wrong with you?

"Emmi, is that a cool Mr. Nettle? Can someone bring me someone who can let me hang up for free?

"That's about all right...... what are you going to do?

"You have a high hurdle to get inside the bungalow, so I thought I'd cut you outside!

"Huh?"

"Hey, guys! I'm gonna do a demo outside! Prepare the seat and chair! Let the men bring mirrors!

"Um, can you do that?

"Yeah? Well, sometimes when they call me to an event! Right, so let's do it in a silent version."

"Then I will bring a man to acknowledge it. He's got as long hair as he can."

"Yeah, well, if you're gonna let me out, I don't care what it's like."

Chara Ippasa waves a flickering hand at the throw of a cool nit.

Light. Light, but a sign of confidence.

"The guy with the hair growing in him... oh, do you like him"

"Was anyone there?

"I have just the right guy. Video person in charge of the validation thread. He had a lot of light hair, and he could shoot footage, right?

"Huh? But he's sitting there because he wants me to hang up..."

"You just have to let him take a tripod like Eugene. Flush the silent cuts onto the monitor and some people will come."

"Oh well, it doesn't matter how cool the video is. Isn't that okay?

"Oh. The clothes are going to sell next time, even considering the expenses, but the beauty salon is going to suffer so far."

"Um, it seems like it's okay if people don't come that far on weekdays off from work,"

"I can see that too, but I wouldn't be able to participate on an ongoing basis without the financial benefit. Depending on the sales, there may be a Saturday and Sunday option."

"Exactly as it is. Saturday and Sunday must be tight."

"That's the thing. There you are."

Looks like Cool Neat and Emmi found a sacrifice.

Take it easy. I'm shooting the BBQ, the video rep for the validation thread.

My hair stays stretched and refreshed by the fact that I am now getting a free job to go outside.

I don't seem to care about myself, even though I care about the hairstyles and outfits on the reflecting side.

As is often the case with photographers.

And.

Surprisingly funny, it was taken on by the video person in charge of the validation sleigh, who also visited the beauty salon space with potatoes and people.

They made me care that all demonstrations that took place silently, from orders to payments to fill out pre-sheets, would look good on me if I didn't have to talk.

Besides, the hairstyle of the video person in charge of the validation thread looked a lot neater and better.

The confident Uncle Chara actually seemed to have good arms.

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"Ha? From Hokkaido?"

"You didn't know? One and two of the people of the earth to be tried, right? I don't know."

"Yeah, something... it's a world of two..."

"Pick me up from Kimo to Kobe, and Komaki from Kobe. So a day on the ferry. Two days? I don't know."

"I hear that's what you were seeing in advance, huh?

"Mr. Leah!

It surrounds the barbecue grill and seems to play a lot of stories everywhere.

Because there are common topics at all, and communication skills are similar.

The BBQ space was provided everywhere.

Anyway, there are over 100 participants, nearly 200.

Moreover, only the number of people participating in the BBQ.

If you add to this the way the office, the shelter group, and the people who are coming, there will be more than 200 participants today.

well over three previous campoffs.

"This is it! This is the ultimate BBQ sauce! It's a local specialty, Yamao sauce!

"What's a local specialty... it's your local you've assembled, but not here, is it?

"Komakeiko, it's okay! Sure, it's from this sauce!

"A local specialty BBQ sauce...... like a palace O?

"Oh, that's delicious, too, isn't it? It's delicious, too."

"Tony, when have you been dressed?

"Just now! And then I took a shower!

"You're too refreshing..."

The group, which enjoyed athleticism until after noon, was thriving on the topic of sauce to be applied to meat.

It also looks like the city of Lake Cotehan, an infrastructure shop, and an unnamed Tony who was active in guiding you to a large bus station.

It is a group of community-enhancing people.

On the other hand.

The two groups in the campoff routine seem to be doing the same thing in this test campoff.

It is a Getemono squad led by Dr. Dongri and a Therapy squad led by the knowledgeable Neto.

No, I'm not leading anything.

Somehow people are just gathering around.

This time too, Dr. Dongri was serving Getemono meals.

Besides the dishes made with dongle powder from which Cotehan came, this time it is the silkworm pupae that we are serving.

I may have been inspired to hear that there is silkworm farming technology in the elves that I can't take this off. It is an unwanted idea.

Tenderloin is basic in Japan, but there are dishes that are fried in China and Southeast Asia, and so on.

Looks like Dr. Dongri has been bothering to prepare a cassette stove. To fry the silkworm pupae. It is terminal.

The residents, gathered together because they saw something scary, I'm murky - surprisingly good-looking, the fried one is good! and so on.

In fact, as long as you can clear the look, it doesn't taste bad. It also has excellent nutritional value. If only I could clear the look.

Another routine, the mysterious BBQ by the knowing Neat, was peace.

A frying pan lines up on the net.

In an empty frying pan, liquid is dropped from the bowl.

From a low position, from a high position.

It looks like the procedure hasn't been decided on this time.

Cook carefully and flip when scorched.

If you burn on both sides, go to the plate set on the table behind you.

Besides the baker, this time it seems to have a person in charge of mixing dough and finishing it.

It is an increasingly streaming task.

And silent.

They also have teams that aim to cook thin this time, and thick.

The first was Balmkuchen, the second was marshmallows on Beta, and the third was crepes.

Looks like what the know-it-all Nettle is making this time is pancakes. Is it stylish?

Watch the charcoal fire and read the firepower, staring at the bumps and air bubbles.

The men gathered were silent.

It is a mysterious therapy.

Pancakes baked and finished with whipped cream, maple syrup, fruit, ice cream and more were offered to participants who were getting tired of BBQ.

Anyway, there's a fridge in the bungalow this time. Apparently it is the menu chosen to be able to store cream and ice cream.

Anyway, it seems to be well received by participants who are getting tired of BBQ for meat, vegetables and seafood.

Three large monitors were installed behind the front of the campsite.

Prepared in a cool Nite compartment. That showed three footage.

One monitor shows Eugene.

Looks like Alice and Cotalou came to see us several times, but now it was just Eugene.

Another monitor is the camp-off footage.

This is a live feed shot by the video person in charge of the verification thread.

This monitor also shows video of the person in charge of the video getting his hair cut off.

Eugene was on the computer in her room and seemed to be nicking when she saw the footage being streamed onto this monitor.

Last monitor.

Here, there was a slate set up for the campoffs.

The bulletin board residents who were unable to participate appear to be writing here looking at the footage.

By the way, as a media measure, this video and thread were keyed.

Hassle, but shame, is a line of bulletin board residents.

And a lot of '@ shelter' writing.

Participants who tried to come, but decided it was murky though they were brought, are in the bungalow.

He's evading, but he's also a good participant.

"Oh, I was here! Mr. County Superintendent, Kami...... Mr. Cool Nettle!

"Mr. Hua. You were really there."

"Yes! Because I heard people know about the world my brother was in. Besides... I saw all the bulletin boards too, didn't I?

"Was it"

One woman rushing over to the cool Neat who was near the monitor.

Not a suit, but obviously an OL-style outfit. It is out of place.

Well, since the clothing store, shoe shop, and beauty salon were open this time, there were many people with small spills.

The county superintendent standing next to the cool Nite in the first place is still a backpack to the suit.

Still, the participants who were around the cool Nettle bother.

The woman called it in Cotehan, so it's extra.

Who is it, Mr. County Clerk's associate, like, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

"Nevertheless, it's more than you can imagine!

"Yeah, the past hasn't been on a scale this far, has it? It may be that we found out about other rare people, so it attracted good interest. And of course, there's been a flow of information that a document show will be released."

"Oh, my brother's."

I guess I was listening to a conversation between Cool Neat and a woman.

To the word rare man, brother, a participant who was around him looks up bah.

"Rare people news!? Oh, my goodness!?

"As, as, no way, Tessa's sister!?

"Hey, you might not know when I say Tessa.... name, it hasn't been revealed!

It wasn't just the face, it was the waist up and surrounding the woman.

It is a speed of action and action that we do not normally show.

"Uh, yes, it is. I spoke to my brother's daughter-in-law the other day, and I was sure he was my brother."

"Seriously!

"Um, sister, didn't your brother do anything unusual!? How did you get to the other world!

"Duh, from where! Where did you go from!

It is mayhem.

The campoff for holding the test is not staying at the Eugene family site.

Of course, the facades that are gathering do not think that there is a possibility that we can go to different worlds on this occasion.

Still.

Besides Eugene, the presence of people who went to different worlds.

It stood in colour at the appearance of its blood relatives.

"Calm down, you guys. If it's OK, we'll send information to the board."

On behalf of the woman who was drawn to the momentum of the participants, a cool nite who can deceive the men.

Even in reality, like the usual bulletin boards.

"Um, I'm fine. I don't have a brother anymore... because I'm glad a lot of people know about my brother"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!

"Mike, Mike, get it out!

"Um, sister, use this computer if you like! Everybody wants to know!

It is chaos.

Tessa died in another world.

In this world, memories of my missing brother are fading away, both for myself, my mother, my neighbors and my brother's friends.

Maybe that's what I missed a little.

The woman seems to have decided to reveal her brother's information.

"Calm down. Mr. Hua, can I talk to you later? I think it's something I'd like to hear from you about what you did before you went to another world and where you think you were gone."

"Yeah. So if you can find out about my brother,"

"Hey, hey!

"It was worth attending the camp-off, Kitaki!

"Hey, anybody got a faster type? Let's flush it down the bulletin board, too!

More chaos spreads.

Cool Neat says this, by the way, but members such as County Clerk, Cool Neat, Eugene and the American group have already heard that information.

To study how to cross the world.

While there was an unplanned event called Tessa's sister's appearance and speech and Q&A, the test camp-off continued.

Too excited about the appearance of Tessa's sister, Hua, the information that was supposed to be announced by Cool Nettle turned around.