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

"Ye cherry blossoms are beautiful. Is that it? Is Leaf Cherry Blossoms right after the cherry blossoms are scattered? Is it okay in the summer because the leaves are beautiful? What do you say, Cottaro?

After a long journey, Eugene sat on the edge of the Japanese-style room.

It is Cotareau that is next to him.

Early summer of the twelfth year since Eugene came to this world.

After a long journey and an arrecole since his return, Eugene was relaxed on the edge.

To heal tired hearts.

The cottage next to me doesn't know I've been annoyed, but I look at Eugene.

Shake your tail slowly, somewhere in a good mood.

"I was surprised at the royal palace and the aristocracy... but I'm glad the king recognized me. I think I'm going to be able to live like this."

Eugene gently strokes Cotareau's back with a blurry view of the leaf cherry blossoms shaking in the wind.

After a while I got home, it seemed I could finally look back.

Kotalou is one! and a small bark.

Well, he seemed like a good one, as if he agreed with Eugene.

"The king recognized me, and you're all right now! Everybody's here, too!

Listening to Eugene, Kotalou stands up with his rear leg and puts his front leg on Eugene.

I, too, will appeal to you.

"Ha, I know, Kotaro, you're here."

I want to live my life as it is.

Not status, honor or money, Eugene hoped to continue her current life.

Having heard such hope, the king had admitted to respecting Eugene's will.

It is, above all, a strong backshield in this country.

Eugene wraps her arms around her to hold the cottage and strokes her head.

It is a natural hug and head pump. They're dogs, though.

"Nevertheless... am I the medal?"

Japanese-style room behind you, Eugene looking chilly between the floors.

It was decorated with the first yellow medal and the fourth green medal given by the king.

Open the lid of the white wood box and stand diagonally.

"To pioneer, to develop and sell products, to interact with everyone in the elves. I didn't do it alone."

Potty and grunting Eugene.

Only Lords and Eugene, their superiors, were awarded the medal.

Neither Alice, who has always been with us, the Marcel's Beastmen family, who helped pioneer from the early days, Kevin, who commercialized Eugene's knowledge, Valerie and Yurschel the needles, the Tomas's woodworkers, who worked in building small objects, nor the name of Deep Green Wind, a former Level 3 adventurer party that became the defense and human heavy machine of pioneering land.

And naturally the pioneers after that.

Kotalou rubs his body against Eugene, who looks a little lonely.

It's not bad, it's just a bummer. That is the boss of a flock of beasts.

"Well, if I told you I couldn't believe it, the other world would be more incredible. You know what, Cottaro? I'm a Hollywood star. You're an Academy Award winner, right?

Eugene turns a teasing grin on Cottalow.

Cotareau only tilts his neck. Really? Isn't that amazing? All the while, it feels like I don't really understand.

Both Eugene and Kotalou were not so much stars in the original world. Their consciousness is faint.

Literally, it is a separate world event.

"Come here, it's your 12th year. A lot has happened..."

Eugene with a distant eye, but there was a smile on her mouth.

Unlike when we used to see flowers, there is no silence in the garden.

Around Eugene's house are canneries, yarn mills, and weaving plants.

The garden has received a working sound that engraves a certain rhythm.

"I've known a lot of people, and I've made friends over there and over here"

Cotareau squeezes his head at Eugene, who laughs lightly.

Good luck, Yuji, but don't mess with me.

Before I came to this world every house.

Eugene had a ten-year hiatus.

It is a world of one.

I didn't have any friends either.

No, there are people around Eugene.

The original world has dependable friends through the internet, and in this world a wide variety of friends, or even different races.

On the contrary, Eugene stands at the top of the city of Houjo, where more than 300 inhabitants live, as deputising.

In this land where there was once only one person and one house.

"A little over 11 years ago. Good luck with that."

Eugene gently puts the cottaro on his own leech.

There are slight tears in my eyes, but that's not because of loneliness.

"I quit Neat every 10 years and decided to go out. Somehow in the woods, on the contrary, it was different worlds. Yeah, good luck with that."

Eugene whines as she ascertains the warmth of the cottage she holds.

Kotalou looks up at Eugene and wipes Pelori and Eugene's cheeks. Yuji's cheeks are damp.

What comes to Eugene's face is not loneliness.

Awarded a medal as a result of his efforts so far, he was recognized for his life as before, after revealing the fact that he was a rare man.

What floated in Eugene's face was a full grin.

The cottage is small and barks one-on-one.

"Ha, right, Cottaro. Don't be satisfied, we need to keep up the good work. I've become a deputy, and the city looks like it's gonna grow."

To Eugene's words, Kotalou returns once again one-on-one.

Ringing once is affirmation, ringing twice in a row is the meaning of denial.

"Right, not just in this one world, but in the other. Because I'd be happy if my story and campoffs inspired me to take a step forward."

Is it possible that even if the words don't make sense, they can understand each other because Eugene and Kotalou have spent a long time together?

When you are healthy or sick, when you are joyful or sad, when you are rich or poor.

"Stay in Eugene! You were here!

"Brother Eugene, everyone's calling! He wants to talk to you!

A girl's voice reaches Eugene staring at the blur and leaf cherry blossoms.

It was Alice and Reese who came running through the gate.

"If you take a step, maybe it'll help someone. Like me.... All right, let's go, Cottaro!

Eugene rises from the edge where she was sitting and heads to the girl, to her friends, to the inhabitants.

Like chasing after Eugene, so does Cottalow.

When I left Neat every 10 years and went out, I was moving from home to another world.

A small step taken by Eugene, who was a pull neet, seemed to follow a world that was indeed different than before.

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Pasture territory called the border.

The city of Houjo, the second city that leads to the city of Plumier.

There's an excellent deputy there, he said.

Due to the restricted movement, the number of persons who saw the deputy is small.

When I first became a city, I went out and went up to the royal palace and gave him a medal, but he didn't show up on the stage at all.

New clothing, shelf-life and flavour preserved food that overshadows previous common sense, trade with elves.

Many of the products brought from the city of Houjo are related to good deputies, he said.

An excellent phantom deputy with few people to know who he is.

I heard I was an elf.

"No, you're undead, you can't show yourself."

"No, I saw it with these eyes, it was some kind of boisterous dude, wasn't it?

"Totally Yotai. There's no way a man can be a good deputy."

He said, "He's not getting out of town, is he?

The people of Ichii seemed to be amused and talking about phantom deputies.

One said, "The good deputy is a civilian, and he's wary of 'noble fright' not going out there," etc. "They harassed me when I received my medal at the Royal Palace," he said.

They don't know the sad truth about just freaking out about honey traps, not harassment.

And.

Instead of being drawn to the city of Houjo, it also seems unknown that he is using an elf submarine to sneak out inside the elf, to the city of Plumier or to the residence of Lizardman or to the king's capital.

A covert outing may not have been just a little honey trap, but I didn't like knowing my wasa.

Whatever.

The second city on the border, the city of Houjo.

The city continues to grow with excellent deputies, he said.

That's why the city of Hojo is cheap and growing.

People whispered at each other.