Entering a Company From Another World!?

I greeted the presence in front of me with a laziness, but the Lord who sat on the big white snake greeted me with a stupid, half-expressed expression.

"I'm surprised that humans are really breaking through. Well, it was a complete push."

A woman sitting on a snake with a cheek wand and an expression that doesn't match the atmosphere of lazy words talks.

A strange-aged woman who looks like she is everywhere has not turned against me, but it has created an atmosphere that she is still identifying with me.

I look at such a woman from the front.

Featuring no special features, a woman who seems to be able to meet her if she goes to the supermarket.

If it is a strong feature, it can be said that it is a woman who can be said to be slightly plump from the appearance of a plump outline.

Such a woman is looking down at us with a cushion over the snake.

What should I say about the dress?

What about unique ethnic costumes with white and black tartar patterns?

A loose, simple garment that minimizes skin exposure except for the face and, to put it mildly, spoiled.

Contrary to the appearance on the surface, the presence can be said to be overwhelming.

I know because it is relative.

The pressure feels tingling on the skin.

From the signs of such a powerful man, I was certain that he was the Spirit Valus of time and time that I was about to meet and challenge.

"Did you impose an impossible test on me?

"Fufu, that's not how it happened. If you want to do it, you can try it with kids. My trials are simple trials that anyone with guts can do. Accurately completing all three thousand and forty-eight steps will get you out of that space in about three days. Yeah, as long as you have the guts."

And if you ironically question the words released by the Spirit of time and space, the Spirit will pass on the sarcasm so as not to have my unleashed thorn, and the Spirit will proclaim that this test is not impossible so that the seniors who have challenged the trial until now are unworthy.

Then I briefly explained how to tackle the challenge of laughter with pleasure.

If only to listen to what the Spirit Valus has spoken, I do know what I can do over time, but I realize how difficult it is to do under the conditions that the words spoken simply are.

"No hint?

This trial is given pre-info like a game and is not a substitute for a little thought.

The challenge is not to write a problem statement on a small blank paper, but to look at that paper and guide the answer.

No matter how wise you are, it is impossible to try it without any information.

If you can attack with a frontal approach, you'll have the fortune to be lucky, or the bad luck to cause something crazy.

Whatever I say, my tone gets rough when I want to ask if I can help.

"Yeah, no tips. If we're slightly off the start position, we'll have to start where we're going to find it. But isn't that a test? If you're going to borrow the power of the supernatural, you'll need to pay for it, rather you're kind to me. Because some spirits harvest their lives in one trial."

You couldn't help but notice my voice getting rough.

Rather, as if to confirm the legitimacy of the consideration of the power gained in this trial, is it not? and asks.

I had no choice but to give a bitter smile to such a spirit.

This tone will now include astonishment in the content that makes it impossible and reckless.

"Do you think the word" impossible "applies to my feelings?

Without stopping my feelings, I explain that the Spirit Valus must be like this as a test of the superior.

"I wonder if that's what you said when you ignored everything in the process. I didn't think anyone who could tear that space apart would challenge me, but I'm sorry."

It is pointed out that I literally cut off and discarded the reckless test of impossibility and recklessness.

I think the word "each other" is the most accurate word here.

……

……

"I can't help but tell you what's over. Would you like some tea?

"Here we go."

We understand each other, but we avoided touching on this story any more.

If you continue to succeed, you will definitely become a mud first, and you will not be able to take it to the contract.

"Well, beyond the test, you have the right to make a contract with me, but what do you do? I have quite a habit.

"I was somehow able to observe the conversation after the trial. It's sweet."

"Isn't it delicious?

"Yeah."

Yellow liquid in a bamboo-like wooden cup carried by a small white snake.

The way I recommend it is like my neighbor's grandmother gives my child a drink, and it makes my mouth feel a little loose.

I understand that it is a warm beverage because of the outpouring of hot air, and I tried to drink it because it is not harmful because the spirit in front of me did not get lost, but I was a little surprised at the beverage that gives the impression of honey-like sweetness rather than the tenderness and bitterness, but I honestly thought it was delicious and I drank it as it is.

"So I'm going to move on to the contract for you, who seems to understand quickly."

To the spirits who cut through the subject without chatting, I urge with my gaze.

Well, beyond the test, I got the right to make a contract.

But after all, it's up to the negotiations to get the rights and how much help we can get from here.

"To be clear, I don't want to fight, so please take that into account in the contract.

"I think I blew it. If you come here to sign a contract for the Spirit's power, you may go mad listening to it after the trial is over."

"I might be normal, but I'm not a normal spirit."

I don't even see how I cared about the change from the first stylish respectful words to the crushed tone. I think about the words of the Spirit who declares that it is good to sign a contract but hates to fight.

If I was told that I did not rely on the power of the Spirit myself, there are parts that I expected to answer as NO, but if I was asked whether it was necessary to say so, I could say NO as well.

This time I asked the Spirit for time to walk with them, even if it wasn't too long ago.

In polarization, it can be judged that there is no problem if the force is not attenuated even if it does not become a combat force.

"By the way, are you strong when you fight?

"Really? Once upon a time, there was a fight between Fire and Earth."

"Yes, but?

"I remember snacking with one hand."

"You're usually strong."

"That's not enough. But I don't like to fight because I'm strong. It's not a joke to fight bad and buy grudges. If that's enough, it would be more fun to have an old woman work hard and ask about a young girl's love banana. Besides, it would be nice if we talked about something delicious."

I thought you'd give up fighting because you don't have the power to fight, but even if you look like an aunt who could be anywhere, it's a super spiritual.

It appears to be quite capable of fighting.

Such spirits simply do not like the defense of fighting. In other words, they will wipe out the falling fire powder, but they will hate the act of spreading fire.

So I understood the meaning of the gaze of the Spirit Valus, who is still staring at me.

"You're going to prolong my life, right?

"I see, I wonder if that's enough. I'll stop you from aging to the extent you can walk with the people you say. Besides, I'll let you grow up."

"If you can do that, that's enough."

"Oh, what an unexpected abnegation. I thought you might want more."

"Sometimes things can happen that aren't rock 'roll. Everything is best. You mean you're so powerful, right?

"Oh, you got it?

"The way I said it was weird. The rest of your gaze was bothersome? Too much provocation."

Spirits with the ability to manipulate time and space, as the Spirit of Time and Space and its name suggest, are not weak.

And this slender attitude from the beginning.

There may be a prospect of inciting this and bankrupting the contract, but behind it there was a hidden intention to measure spiritual strength to control power.

"What do you think? If I shake your power with violence."

"I'll leave it up to you. At least I can do more than you can imagine.

I can't see the bottom of my belly.

"I haven't lived long for Date."

The man I'm trying to make a deal with hasn't shown me the full extent of his power yet.

If my imagination is correct, the existence in front of me will have more power than the Demon King if it is bad.

Neither the other person nor myself can be compelled to seek power in this situation, which does not gain credibility.

No, I'm probably more likely to be destroyed unilaterally.

Whatever they take the lead in giving, they're trying to pinpoint their strength and find us.

The opportunity to gain power comes when you hone yourself.

All you have to do is wait.

It is better to end up falling here because you can't even achieve your original purpose by forcing yourself to do so.

"Well, I'd be happy with the situation now."

"Oh, if you're good, I'm good, but are you sure?

"Goddamn it... can you give me a space where I can store everything and take it out freely without deteriorating its contents?

Until I came to such a conclusion, this spirit teases me like such a cute attitude even though I quietly retreated.

Perhaps my attitude reached the acceptance line as a response this time.

So, by the way, I thought I'd lend you a little extra power.

I thought it would be better not to waste these opportunities in response, and I came up with a way to transport materials that I thought would be inconvenient during the dungeon attack, or a way to carry restoration items.

I heard that the magic bag (magic bag) is expensive and that if it breaks, the contents can be scattered around the area. I stopped to buy it because it is impossible to repair it, but this time it is a crossing ship, so I will try and shake the story.

"Let me use the training space when I'm free."

"Oh, that's the way you want it to be. Even so, you've changed, haven't you? I've never had a contractor accept a contract like this."

"Our interests match. That's not how I've changed."

I didn't think you would get an OK sign for what you asked for, but if you say it's better, I won't say it at all.

As it stands, what we are looking for is convenience, which does not directly improve combat capabilities, but indirectly helps.

Besides, I was able to renew the contract in the future and improve the content.

As far as I'm concerned, it feels like I helped you get out of the human frame, but I think it's good as a result.

And the Spirit Valus, who understood it, nodded that he was not dissatisfied with the contract.

Well, I'd like to go to the contract now.

"... are you an uninvited customer at this time?

Looking up at the sky and bending your mouth to the letter without saying that there is an obstacle to the contract gives an atmosphere that doesn't just say that something is coming down.

When asked about such spirits, they point to the sky as if they were affirmative.

"Well, you don't look like a human me."

"If you're going to rip the space apart, how much of it do you see over here?

"It's like I'm telling the newly erected deer to run with all their might. Too much hurdle."

But I didn't know what was ahead of the finger.

The white sky doesn't reflect anything, but if you say there's something ahead, there must be something.

When I put my hand on the ore tree and carefully gazed at the direction of its fingertips, I began to see black dots like rice grains in the white world.

"Hah, I wonder if it's popular these days to destroy space instead of solving it. I didn't expect you to break through my space twice on the same day. Besides."

The dots grow bigger and bigger, creating a black vortex.

It doesn't destroy space or rip it apart.

He gradually spreads black vortexes to invade and erode, producing from the space a chunk of gushing and some black cloth.

The figure that falls from one to the next.

I can't believe you dropped something like this in my space.

"... the undead!?

I remember the sign.

A dark, tragic, and harsh atmosphere that makes everyone feel disgusted.

Every time the presence in front of you breathes, all living things rot and fall.

Teacher Fusio shouts out the black cloth to the atmosphere that makes him feel the death that is characteristic of the dead that is usually being held down.

"Is this your customer?

"I know the Immortals, but I don't know these hostile people!

"Really? Either way, I don't like children who aren't tied up at those times. So do something about it. If you do something about it, I'll make you a deal."

An immortal is more than death.

It was liberated from the chain of the concept of time.

It is incompatible with the Valus, who governs nature and time.

I want to complain to the spirits who throw out their disgust and deal with it, but I don't think I have time to argue.

The red, miserable glowing eyes definitely look at me first.

The enemy caught the fish as originally planned, but that's not convenient.

He took a step forward to deal with it while avoiding the appearance of bad timing.

One word today.

Nothing feels more angry and troublesome than a spear.