Entering a Company From Another World!?

Kelly's advice, no, in that case, a warning.

I wanted to say that if I heard about the loss of the Magic Sword, my life would have changed a lot, but unfortunately, I had to change the living environment with another story.

If I were to introduce one of them, this would be the first one to go up.

"Hah!!

A flash of temper, a blow that shakes the mineral tree sideways, cutting off the opponent's torso.

Hmm!

Himiku, the opponent of training, easily prevents it with a training spear.

It is a costume that is easy to work with, but should not be suitable for fighting.

I can still afford to dress like that because there's still a difference between me and her abilities.

I regret it, but tell them that their jealousy is immature and use it as a detonator for temper.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!

The mineral tree, which was released with the monkey scream and amplified its power, well understands that even though the buckwheat and metal collide and sparks scatter, it is not effectively hit that the hand response is being conveyed.

After hearing about fighting on the big stage, it became routine to meet Himiku at the end of work.

Every fight is a trial and error, but the opponent has both experience and strength.

It's hard to pick up a win.

Within the dungeon, the main battle against monsters is, and even with experience gained in fighting, it rarely becomes a one-on-one situation with a human form.

Thanks to this, the lack of interpersonal experience is noticeable.

Interpersonal training is conducted with instructors, Kaido, party members, Himiku, and others.

In addition, I have traveled several times for business trips, but I have also experienced interpersonal combat.

However, all of them were equal to or inferior to themselves.

Even if he was a Knight Commander who fought during Isal's business trip, he didn't have the feeling of despair that he had when fighting the instructors.

However, this tournament was a battle to determine the presence alongside its desperate presence.

It wouldn't be strange to see talented people like the instructor I don't know.

What is needed is to create conditions that will allow even the best opponent to fight or win.

In order to do so, we need to fill even the slightest gap in experience.

That's why I've increased my usual training volume.

Huh

Ha!

After all, my strength does not rise overnight.

No, I feel like I can deal with it little by little.

You won't be able to grow this fast with your own training.

To be honest, it is helpful to have someone to help me grow up like that and make a deal with.

If it is a man of strength, then so be it.

It is common knowledge in this industry that strong people are strong regardless of gender.

Even though there is still no connection with the mine tree, Himiku shuffled his spear with a full-blown blow counter.

Hah hah

My health exceeded the limit in the next series, and I fought with minimal strength. I could not take the movement of resurrection.

I was in a bad position, and I couldn't stop it, and now I can poke the blade at it.

"Ha, that's it. Thanks for hanging out, Himiku."

"Well, I'm glad I moved myself."

Fighting to push the body after completing the dungeon test is still a bitter part, but that's why there are parts to gain.

If you can't grow explosively, it's still important to build up your efforts step by step.

Because fatigue accumulates, it requires minimal force addition and reduction, less waste, and because of tiredness, concentration tends to become scattered, but it is a training that can acquire concentration in that environment.

Further pushing the body also increased the width of the stat increase.

For a few seconds before you breathe out, thinking about that and thinking about whether to incorporate another training method next, stand up and place the ore tree in the fixture on your back, watching as it calms down to a certain extent.

Lord, towels.

"Thanks."

Looking at the timing, Himiku gave me the towel I had prepared.

When I wiped my sweat with the towel handed over, I noticed the himiku staring at me when I took a breath.

"What's wrong? Is there something on my face?

"... Lord, isn't the Lord a little too impossible these days?

"Really? I'm not going to force it, but....."

Himiku didn't see anything on my face, he saw my complexion.

I thought I was worried about my own fatigue, but she still seems to be managing it sweetly.

"That's what this training is all about, sourcing materials for weddings, managing halls and party members, dungeon dives, and other paperwork. I feel like I'm holding you too much. And the LORD intendeth to embrace something else. I know the Lord is a hard-worker, but don't push him. Not only me, but Suela and Memoria are worried."

"... my ears hurt."

I remember all of these things, and if you ask me, I tend to start getting a little hard work.

"If you think so, I want you to reflect a little. It hasn't been long since we met, but even I do know that sometimes the Lord has the habit of consciously imposing himself."

She says she can't help but smile, and I can feel that she cares about me since we started acting together.

And Himiku's habit is probably the habit he acquired at his previous company.

Identify body tolerance limits and pack body activity work up to or near those limits.

How about a balloon inflated in bread?

Somewhat resistant to shock, but not more than a certain amount.

It seemed to her that she was crossing such a line.

Fortunately, I can afford not to let you worry about me like before, so Himiku's words came into my ear honestly.

"I can't go through it unconsciously... I have to be careful."

"It's true. I'm not saying I don't like the Lord falling and looking after me, but I'm still worried about him falling down."

"Be careful"

"Hmm! Do it!

And I have myself inspired by her vibrant personality.

Looks like I'm starting to get a little impatient with the next event.

It doesn't go well. I want to clean it up one by one, but I don't want to go too late.

In contrast, he was in a hurry without knowing.

Hurry up and lose your job.

You may walk a little slower here.

"I'm hungry. Why don't you go home and make dinner?"

Well then, let's refill it a little bit.

"What are you going to make today?

"Hmm, today's a challenge for meat potatoes. Masaru taught me how to season it yesterday!

I'm looking forward to it.

Relax a little and go home with a himiku.

Switching from work to private thinking, if you are concerned about today's dinner offering, you will find a synonym for what women want you to cook.

The recipe would have been taught by the Japanese, Katsushi, but from there, the fallen angel (Himiku) from another world would come out of the training facility into the hallway, looking forward to what it would be like to make the meatballs.

"Ah? It's kind of noisy. Anything wrong?

He's in a hurry.

There was a distance in the direction of the dungeon entrance at the entrance to the hallway, but I heard a scream rather than a normal voice.

Therefore, the voice can be picked up unexpectedly and clearly.

Injured people are coming through!! Get out of the way!

Both the heart and lungs and the pulse are dropping!

Collect the healer!!

I can see quite noisy words flying in my ears.

I don't know who it is that is fixed to the stretcher from afar.

But it's definitely a human being.

The moment I saw it, I realized something was wrong, and my body reacted instantly.

"... Himiku?

"Lord, I was about to embrace you again. There were wrinkles between my eyebrows."

It was immediately pulled back into existence to stop it.

Just knowing what happened just after the noise, and worrying about whether or not I should move, my thin fingers snap between my eyebrows.

That's all, the body that's been working hard returns to its natural form.

I repeat the same thing from the side I was told, and I apologize with a bitter smile.

It is certain that the halls were not destroyed.

You didn't have to be so nervous.

Maybe he fought a monster in the dungeon that didn't fit his height.

Then it feels like a mistake for me to stick my neck in.

"Do you care?

"Oh, I've never seen you get seriously injured."

But I still can't help but think of that seriously wounded tester.

Originally, a tester who has become a magical body in the dungeon would not be able to affect his life that far.

If you suffer such a serious injury, you should be sent to the infirmary first with a forced withdrawal.

Yet they left scratches outside the dungeon.

What the hell.....

"... I'm sorry, I can't help thinking about it here. Let's go shopping for dinner."

"Oh, Lord."

"What?

"If you need anything, I'll talk to you."

"Oh, please."

Drag up thoughts you were trying to think deeply.

I can only be vigilant even if I know it is abnormal in the present situation.

Then you'd better wait for the information to come in now.

I think so, just breathe gently and deeply to calm down.

I appreciate Himiku's gentle approach to me saying that you don't have to hold me like that.

Instincts whisper rather than reason when something is starting to happen. I left the scene, and on that day I finished shopping, remembering the discomfort that had been in the corner of my head, and I ate and slept together as usual.

I believed that, contrary to that unpleasant feeling, my daily routine would come back to me.

But the next morning.

An internal emergency email sent as if to affirm my unpleasant feelings against my wishes.

Seeing that, I realized that my wish did not go to God.

The possessor of the magic sword, the intruder in the dungeon, and the tester?

The subject line matches what Kelly said.

That alone tells me that the contents of the email are not good.

The time before Himiku went to work while he was preparing his breakfast.

I read an email on a tablet as if I were reading a newspaper article.

Pk.

Look at the contents of the e-mail and the word is in my head. [M]

Player kill.

It's a word often seen in online games that take the initials of each word.

It was a word that came out overflowing as I carefully read the contents of the email, but that's exactly what this email speculates about.

Wizard only tester parties were attacked.

They seem to have woken up soon after the treatment and reported in detail what happened in the dungeon.

Suddenly they attacked me, he said.

He said there were no enemies.

It seems they wanted to communicate this if they could hold the gist.

If you listen to this, you can even say that you were accidentally ambushed and seriously wounded.

In that case, the theory is that it is done with a word of self-responsibility, but now the nuance changes.

The currently missing Magic Sword, its effects match the way this crime was committed.

Just by adding that condition, the focus changes.

As a matter of fact, it seems that the e-mails will also embark on an investigation in the line of crimes committed with the Magic Sword at the last minute.

Whatever it is, there is no doubt that impurities have entered the dungeon.

What is the purpose and what is the motive?

I don't like any more danger in the workplace. I asked for that information.

I honestly think it's terrifying to be close to someone who doesn't know the details.

Is this the difference between an organization that defies the same demon king's policy as the Evoluters before, or someone who moves with a different intent?

I have no idea.

……

It is understandable to think deeply and not understand.

But even if you understand it with reason, you can't be convinced with emotion.

I've heard some stories about a truly scared enemy being invisible.

Correctly, the enemy is now.

The content of the e-mail says that the tester was targeted, but I don't know if this story is true.

The assumption that the target was a tester is also a hypothesis from information that only the tester was attacked and that no monsters in the dungeon were attacked.

It is a story built on a sandy pavilion, so it is not credible.

Limited information and speculative information about invisible enemies.

The clouds are suspicious.

I intuitively thought there was a wave that I thought was coming.

One word today.

There is no smoke where there is no fire.