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

In a world where Eugene is, the day the fall harvest was taking place.

In the world where Eugene was formerly, he was celebrating the day of the campoff.

On a refreshing autumnal sunny day, the board residents seem to be on their way to the venue.

This was the third campoff to be held in the fall.

This year's campoff was different than usual.

The story of Eugene, who has been making noise online so far and has been making noise about the world since the document show aired.

That story will be filmed in Hollywood and shown faster than anywhere else in the world.

It's unusual and natural.

Unlike the usual campoffs, the budget is also luxuriously secured to promote the film in the first place.

It can't be the same as usual.

For example.

At Shin-Echitani Station, which serves as the departure point for the shuttle bus, bus queues were in place.

"Here is the rear of the bus to Shimizu Park! It's rented out today! Freshwater Park, please do not use by the public!

One man shouting up with a placard that will mark the end.

It is an unnamed Tony.

As the number of participants is much higher than previous campoffs, the Secretariat also appears to have staffed the bus station.

Besides Tony, I also see the part-time job you hired for this day.

Large buses for transfers were supposed to depart every 10 minutes from 8: 30.

Despite this, the bus is close to full every time.

How many participants were sent to camp-off venues in the morning alone?

"Tony! Me, I'm gonna come around and look at some other rotary!

"Oh, please! It really helps to have the locals!

One man speaks to Tony without a name.

It seems to be the city of Lake Cotehan.

The local man, Shin-Echitani Station, which served as a bus stop, bought himself a guide staff and left.

Anyway, it's not even a metropolitan station, but it's complicated there.

Shin-Echiya Station on the Tobu Line and Nan-Echiya Station on the JR Musashino Line.

It is a transfer station with two names, once you have to go outside the ticket. At least unify the names.

"Because it's hard to understand if you've never used it. Rotary, there are three..."

'Looks like the city of the lake' away from Tony with a placard and a printed map showing the location of the bus station.

Looks like he headed for Rotary, which is not the rendezvous point, to lead the wandering lamb.

This place, which has two names, or two completely different stations, including buildings, has three rotaries.

The only bus leaving for the camp-off venue is the rotary in the northeast.

Rotary at the west exit of Shin-Echitani Station and the east exit of Shin-Echitani Station and south exit of Nan-Echitani Station are off.

It's not a metropolitan transfer station, and it's a first-sight trap that involves those caught off guard.

That said, the convenience of this station is high.

For its part, the Secretariat had chosen this station just so that it could prepare the guidance staff.

Kotehan unnamed Tony, looks like the city of the lake.

The two seem to serve to guide the boarding stations of the large shuttle buses for a while.

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About 40 minutes to be rocked by a transfer bus from Shin-Echitani Station.

Shimizu Park in Noda City, Chiba Prefecture.

When I got off the shuttle bus, it was a parking lot there.

No.

Parking lot, it should have been.

Several kitchen cars and grocery outlets line the edge of the parking lot.

The place, which was a parking lot, had been turned into a barbecue venue, leaving a bus drop off and a dozen cars arriving early.

It is a tailgate party.

Despite this in the morning, smoke is already up from the baking table.

Participants who got off the bus opened their mouths gently.

Tailgate party.

It is a sight not seen in Japan.

"Oh, it's surprisingly handsome!

"Right? Because I brought sauce for this on purpose!

"We're Sorati..."

"Yeah, it's no better than I thought. Is this Zingiscan?"

The full barbecue will of course be held at the Camp Barbecue Ground.

This is the front seat, so to speak.

It should be the front seat, but some faces were already thriving.

Especially one group that emits an unfamiliar smell for people in the interior.

They are two of the people 1 & 2 of the earth to be tested by Cothehan.

They deliberately brought in sauce from Hokkaido when they heard there was barbecue, and also lamb.

It is Belle's sauce.

The people of the land to be tested 2 who have driven cars are like the Bells. I don't care.

"It's you, isn't it? You guys say you see flowers and you bake jingi skan, right? Don't look at the cherry blossoms."

"Shut up, I don't want them to tell me they only boil potatoes in cold weather"

"Huh? Are you simmering potatoes?

Neither the campoffs nor the screenings of Eugene's films are any longer relevant.

A regional story is an absurd one.

The campoff participants who got off the bus barely made it through the tailgate party.

It's a high hurdle to arrive and suddenly join the barbecue.

Still.

Many can flaunt their faces at the 'festival' atmosphere they saw as soon as they arrived.

I guess the tailgate party is a success in that respect.

Cothehan The people of the earth to be tested 1 & 2.

The two are Hokkaido style barbecues that seem to make them feel festive when they arrive at the venue.

By the way, I'm not a staff member, I'm just simply baking and eating meat and behaving like a bell sauce.

Apparently Americans aren't the only BBQ lovers.

That is the people with whom both Hanami and the sea bath are with Jingiscan.

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"That kid, he's never been out of the house in the last three years. That's what I want to do. I'm worried and worried..."

"I see, you're worried about that. Is that your mother? This way please… This is the third time this story has happened."

There is not one parking lot in Shimizu Park.

Third parking lot that became the place for bus drop-offs & tailgate parties.

The first, fourth and fifth are spaces to park private cars.

And second parking.

One man leads an elderly woman with a long hand into the second parking lot.

The older woman is apparently the guardian of the pull to take part in the campoffs. I guess I'm a mother from an age.

A man who guides you with a smile.

The voice of the bossy and whining didn't seem to sound like an older woman.

"Mother, this is the waiting space for parents. If you're here, you're in the same situation as your mother."

"Well, well, you're all the same..."

A number of prefabrications were available in the second parking lot.

It is an array used for site offices at large construction sites.

Elongated conference table that can be folded, chair that can be folded.

Everything is rented, including prefabrications. Maybe he wasn't willing to spend much money.

Still, the fact that there is a place for parents to wait is important.

The elderly woman who has been guided is relieved to see her uncle and aunt in the same situation.

Cotehan Ex-Sensitive Salesman.

Apparently, his role on the Secretariat staff will be to secure the parents who brought Neat and the pull to guide them into this waiting space.

Stick your sales smile on your face, listening to more than half the story.

"There will be a stream of campoffs published online on that TV over there. Maybe your child will also show up for a moment. Tea, water and snacks are also available there. If it means you want to eat well, you just have to go outside..."

"No! I'll wait here!

My uncles and aunts, who were already inside the prefab, were staring at the TV to eat in.

It's on TV, live from the campoffs.

Have fun and smile on your back as you head to the opening area with courage.

Are the parents' gripping hands for anxiety or their prayers for stepped out needy or drawstring?

Cotehan Ex-Sensitive Salesman.

His role on camp-off day seems to be to pull off the guardians who have been worried about the participants and send them to the waiting space.

It is the turn of sales skill that builds up and listens to long stories that are repeated.

Unlike other Secretariat staff, it's not busy, but it's probably the most draining job in the spirit.

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The second parking lot is not the only place where prefabrications are located.

A square with cherry blossoms in the spring, the corner of a vast fresh water park.

Several prefabrications were also placed there avoiding the trees.

The cord is stretched from the power car that stopped on the nearby promenade to the prefab.

Spring and autumn, spaces that became the norm at any camp-off.

Although I participated in the campoff, it was still a shelter when it became tight.

wifi and power are connected, and various smartphone charging cords are also provided as a shelter.

Exactly. I don't have a computer for lending.

Only a few.

Due to the large number of participants, even in the morning, several people had entered the shelter.

He sits in his hand with the smartphone, tablet, and laptop he brought in.

This one, unlike the guardian's waiting space, is divided by a collision for each space for one person.

It was like manga coffee.

"We've arrived at the camp-off! There's a lot going on already, @ Shelter."

A man who whines bossly so that he doesn't leak anything else.

Well, there's a line of similarities, and sometimes I hear myself talking.

Not everyone who comes to camp off knowing Eugene's story can enjoy it.

Though they took part courageously, some are unfamiliar with the number of people and the air.

Inside, regular bulletin boards and Kotehan as well.

"It's a shelter right away, I guess. Yeah, I thought we were gonna get stuck."

Cotehan Neat Unicorn.

Apparently this guy, it's a light online valve celebration.

Better yet, around nothing but the virginity of a woman.

You must be dreaming excessively about women.

"Ugh, there's more than me."

Watch the camp-off relay on your own laptop while writing on the bulletin board.

It is this man's style of camp-off participation.

Still.

Written by a man, style that went camping off but goes straight to the shelter.

If that's permissible, it looks like some bulletin board residents decided to go after all.

Eugene's film will be released at this camp-off venue at the world's fastest.

Large screens are available at campsites in Freshwater Park.

Except.

Only the shelter had become visible on the monitors provided.

It is Eugene's only hope, after all, that even if it were murky, it would be seen by those who worked hard to participate.

Around the time harvesting operations were being carried out in the village of Houjo.

In the world where Eugene was formerly, the campoff was starting.

The secretariat, the participants, the American group, the parents, with their own emotions.