A Mid-level (Middle-aged) Office Worker’s Laid-Back Industrial Revolution in Another World

I'm Takino Suzune.

I came to this world about five years ago.

When I slept on the train on my way home from my high school club... I was standing in an alley on the corner of the street.

The school bag holds the stuff right before bed.

... I wonder. "Why are you here? Why me?

I don't know what to do for now... when I got out of the alley and onto the boulevard trying to find an altercation, it was a city with no sense of Japan at all.

European-style streets like the ones you see on TV shows.

I was stunned.

First thing I thought, do words make sense? I don't know how I can get back to Japan.

I sit cheating on the alley that came out with my back to the turning wall again.

Did I do something?

Determined to start checking myself one by one.

My father was a regular company employee.

My brother, who had just become a junior high school student, recently became interested in guns and said, "Sister, take me to the militia base festival the next holiday! I was a little worried about my brother's future, but I couldn't say I didn't like it when my brother asked me to.

To study a little for the majesty of my sister that she would ask a lot of questions if I took my brother. I'll just go to the local library and find out, but... bullets? A pod? I don't know.

"Hmm... I don't know..." I'm not interested enough to say at all.

It's a little older now than that, but I was hooked on the comic strip at the end of the show.

"This one's more interesting, isn't it? I give up looking into it."

I stuck loading, and I just decided to go home today.

So, I'm going to school the next day, doing some clubbing, and I'm here on my way home.

... um... in retrospect, there was no precursor to anything being moved here.

The next thing I know, I look at my belongings... purses, notebooks, cell phones, textbooks and writing instruments, etc., violins I rent at the club.

Yeah, just like I checked when I left.

By the way, my phone... can't get through... I think I'll just turn it off.

and the pounding and the rain came out.

"Oh... there's no muzzle.

The ringtone looked at the sky and figured out how to swing.

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My name is Baker Flip.

He is the current master of the Steno Workshop, which lasts 200 years in the eastern town of the Katlanda Empire.

More than 10 disciples were also on their way home relaxed after completing delivery that day.

"Ha... you've finished all your deliveries this month for now.

The skies become suspicious as I walk a little sunny at the end of this month's work.

"Well... you'll be fine.

Relax and walk around the familiar store destination.

"Damn... which way down!

I stuck around and talked too much at the Vicente workshop.

I worry about alleys that don't usually bother me when I go for a small run down the road to the workshop.

"Why?"

I'm going to ignore it, but I can't help but wonder.

I'm headed for the alley.

There, as he descended, a girl with a short skirt remaining young sat with her luggage, rattling and trembling.

"Your daughter? Hey, what's up? Go home quickly.

I don't usually interfere with other people, but for some reason, I speak up at this time.

The girl gives my voice a startling look.

"... Um... where are we?

The girl asks terribly.

I didn't know what this kid was talking about?

This is the Katlanda Empire. Persons born in this country are required to register with the Town Hall.

Even children as young as 10 know they have to move their registration when they move to town or city.

"... is there a reason?

"... I don't know what's the point.

I don't know much either... sorry, I said this to a stranger... "

The girl bows her head and apologizes to me.

"Hmm... just come to our workshop.

It also rained. Let's talk there.

Hey, if there's anything wrong, I'll take you to the bureau.

"Thank you.

The girl bows her head as much as she can and expresses her gratitude.

Don't point your face at me like a completely abandoned puppy.

I don't know why, but the idea that "this girl shouldn't let go" stuck in my head.

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The bell sounds were tearful about what had happened when he came to this world and what had happened before.

Takeo in front of me says, "I see." and nodded, "So?" and it was easy to talk to me because he was putting in a correlation.

I don't know why the bell sounds are either, but I've been talking about what I've been thinking.

"... so my workshop left East Town because of me.

And everyone in the workshop is going first... to make it independent.

Steno Workshop was crushed because of me.

"I see.

So, to this day.

"Yes."

The ringtone answers with swelling eyes.

"What do you want to do with the ringtone?

"What do you say?...?

"I know what I've been up to.

It must have been a lot of pain, huh? Must have been tough, huh?

I'll give you sympathy. But... that's all.

What would you like to do with the ringtone in the future?

"What do I want to do... I want to have an environment where my parents can safely make things.

Mr. Takeo, why don't you give us a chance?

Ringtone asked Takeo for a favor.

By the way, Takeo decided to call the ringtone "ringtone," and the ringtone decided to call Takeo "Takeo."

Takeo first said "Mr. Takimino," but the bell sounds said "Takeo is older, so call me by name," so when you call him "Mr. Bell sounds," he says, "I don't mind calling you away," and he says, "Bell sounds," but... does this child mind calling you away from a man... and calling the first man you meet by the name of "."

Takeo said, "Is this the generation gap?" She worried lightly.