Entering a Company From Another World!?

Another side

The quiet forest is stained with roars and screams of fear.

Against the immortals who suddenly appeared, the lower spirits fled before me, and a few intermediate spirits brought the lower spirits to fight, and some alone fought, and some realized their disadvantages, and vanished from the spot.

As if to respond, the lead Dark Elf rushes out, the tester is confused, and the forces prepared by the devil move out.

"This is good, right?

Yeah, that's enough.

In this forest, which is in a vortex of chaos, the story would have changed had there been spirits above the advanced level as a whole. In this situation, two men in robes looked down at the confused forest of dark elves.

If you look at the current situation from a high altitude and nod satisfactorily, you can tell from your voice that it is a man who wears a robe deeply and cannot see his face.

The other one is not wearing a hood so I can see his face well.

The first thing you can say is whether you have not reached the age of twenty or when you are young.

The young black-haired boy who is about to become a young man is anxiously looking for confirmation of this incident.

This conversation alone makes it clear which position is higher.

"Then! Tell me how to get rid of this!!

However, the relationship is not healthy, and the relationship between the perpetrator and the victim is that of the threatened side and the threatened side.

And the young man's right hand was equipped with a dull grey cage, and a dagger with a thin presence was held in his hand.

The dagger looks like a simple dagger that seems to be stored by any weapon dealer.

A fairly skilled blacksmith will recognize that the sword was forged by a fairly skilled blacksmith.

But that's enough.

To realize the discomfort that the very nature of the dagger is rare, we must be first-class.

Weapons basically evoke several emotions.

Admire stunning weapons with beauty, fear with sharp swords, and yearn for powerful power.

This dagger does not evoke any emotions.

No, I won't wake you up.

If I saw what I saw, the result of the dagger that just existed there would have created excessive doubt.

But the young man in possession was afraid of the dagger.

Rather than instantly, I wanted to let go of it as soon as possible. I was pointing out my right hand to appeal to a man nodding satisfactorily with the sight in front of me.

"I've done everything you told me!! Promise you'll take this off if you do it all!!

Yeah, that's right.

As such a young man's screams and circumstances are only worth as much as the stones on the roadside, the man replies without turning his gaze away from the sight in front of him.

Even though the attitude attracted the frustration of young people, they did not take any short-term action.

No, I couldn't.

The young man understood.

If this man uses this damn magic sword, he won't get one scratch.

Young people and men are overwhelmingly separated from each other so that they cannot give up their lives and be rewarded with a single shot.

So do what you are told and fulfill your promise with the possibility that you may be saved.

The man between his eyes won't keep his promise when he tries to solve the problem in such a way.

"Ouch!!

The manners are overflowing with young people's anger.

Still, I couldn't shake my right hand out.

The man who felt the appearance in the atmosphere did not face any emotions.

Men and young people meet three months ago.

It was a coincidence that the young man was offered a job at Mao Corporation.

I couldn't go to college, I couldn't get a job, I had time to spare, and I was slightly desperate for my life.

It was enough for me to have a pale feeling that I was special to meet a fantasy like that.

You can use magic, but even if it's a coincidence, meet people you like.

The young man was attacking the dungeon with his friends as one of the testers.

I could say that we had a good start.

It was good at first.

The practice of using magic in training was a life-changing event for young people.

In addition, having high aptitude within the allies called Magic aptitude 6 further increases the youth.

In the meantime, the young man heard rumors of a man.

Talk about the fallen old man in front of you thirty times.

Training is always dilapidated and ineffective.

My colleagues told me that I have a colleague who looks like such a grain crusher.

When I heard that, the young man's heart didn't want to be such an adult, and he looked down on the adult completely differently.

At that time, I still thought I was special.

However, when the training was finished and the battle was over, there was nothing useful, such as a pale sense of superiority named plating, which did not allow proper self-evaluation.

I was chased around by a goblin that I should have easily defeated, and even if I defeated it, it would not be a great experience.

What I was waiting for was not my figure, which was as easy as a game, but a poor boy who was being held back by a wall named Reality.

The young man thought many times.

This can't be happening.

I should be able to do better.

I tried to talk to my colleagues, but at first there were five colleagues of the same age who were boring, one less, two less, and finally one young man.

Oh, that's it.

It would have been nice if he had given up and left the world.

If it wasn't right for you, you might still have another future waiting for you if you were thinking about going to another job.

But the young man couldn't abandon the special (fantasy).

Young people who were reluctant to move away from the unusual routine took painful decisions and went to other parties to perform the resurgence.

At first, every tester's party welcomed him with pleasure because of his increased combat power.

However, the difference between the ideal and reality that things didn't work out, and the shallow experience of setbacks, made him a natural consequence of distorting relationships in a sense.

Young is sometimes a positive element, but sometimes a negative element.

How did he look from the perspective of others without bending his will and asking the opinions of others?

The party, which welcomed him, regarded the young man who was exhausted as cheerful and instantly distanced himself from him.

The young man could not understand their attitude.

I wonder why and why you don't understand.

Still, he didn't give up.

I also consulted the person in charge of human resources.

Thanks to me, I was able to arrange another party.

This time I will try with enthusiasm, but the result is the same.

The party did not accept young people who believed that the distorted ideas were correct.

The person in charge was also alerted to the outcome of the action.

I told you to fix what the young man did because he was wrong.

From the young man who thought the person in charge was on his side, the attention was nothing but betrayal.

From the point of view of the person in charge, it was nothing more than a good intentioned attempt to help a capable young man, but from his point of view, the word denying sounded nothing more than a word of betrayal.

That's why he distance himself from the person in charge and thinks he's the only one he can trust.

That's when he remembered a lot.

There must have been one fallen old man.

I don't feel comfortable challenging the dungeon alone.

No, one person will be enough in the future, but I think we need it now.

I also remembered that I wanted to be avant-garde, but I decided it would be better than not and looked for the rumored old man.

I haven't heard rumors that I quit the company, so I thought I was fighting in an inefficient way by myself. The first thing I looked for was the betrayal of young people's expectations.

I was able to find the rumored old man.

He appeared gently from the exit of the dungeon.

The young man smiled joyfully when he found it.

But that laugh won't last long.

After the old man, there followed a man a little younger than the old man, and from behind, there followed a man and a woman who thought they were younger than the young man, and behind that, two women of the same age continued to argue.

Then a dark elf woman approached him to welcome the old man.

The woman's face was delighted that the old man had returned safely from the young man's eyes.

The expression also showed favor for the old man.

Wagyaki.

A friendly sight.

Such a word came to the young man's mind.

I wanted to scream that it was a lie.

I wanted to scream why you're laughing, even though you're struggling so hard.

But as a result, the young man couldn't do anything.

Because my emotions ran wild and I didn't know why.

And what I waited for before the emotions settled down even slightly was for me to leave my emotions to turn away from the sight without believing anything anymore and run away from the scene with all my might.

I had the illusion that the whole world was an enemy.

Young people's behavior from there had no choice but to climb into this special world.

I just acted alone and was excited to create a place for myself at the company.

But even the behavior wore his mind out.

Challenge the dungeon as if you were immersed, and only go home when you sleep and eat in a room rented for a part-time job.

It was like a drag immersed in online games, challenging the dungeons every day.

One step back, three steps forward and two steps back.

One day, when young people were unable to tackle as they wished, frustration piled up that didn't work, ignoring the advice from the person in charge, and began to seek only strength.

A man appeared in front of a young man who was challenging the dungeon as usual.

"You're pretty strong."

At first, I thought another tester was talking to me.

Wrapped in black robes, the full contents of which cannot be read.

The young man thought it suspicious.

However, the young man was vigilant because he had never met a language-speaking enemy in the dungeon and decided that the person in front of him was a colleague who had accidentally travelled in the dungeon.

Looking at young people fighting and praising them were probably factors that made them less alert.

That's how young people meet men.

And young people's mistakes.

In an environment where only negative words were released, the presence of men who cast affirmative words became a base for young people.

It was only a matter of time before I met such a man.

It was only a few days after the encounter that a young man and a man who had a feeling of intimacy with the words of a man who said that they were not very close to the party today met secretly in the dungeon and began to advance their strategy.

It was very gratifying for young people to challenge the strategy in two or three times a week, not every day.

In addition, the behavior of the man who was trying to perfectly match the behavior of the young man and make the young man have flowers was an ideal companion for him.

From there, it became possible to attack smoothly as if the previous malaise had been a lie.

Young people who wondered if the struggle so far had been for this day turned around their previously depressed expressions and began to challenge the dungeon with joy.

The reaction of the surroundings was also popular with young people who started to change the atmosphere by showing results.

The person in charge was also able to catch up with the previous advice storm as if it were a lie.

Everything turned out to be fine, and that was precisely when the golden age came for the young.

Everyday is fun.

It was such a day when I was singing so many songs about the past that I could wash it into the water.

A man gave the young man a present.

Men say it's a substitute they found in their crates when they challenged the dungeon, and men who aren't good at melee fights don't need it for themselves, so they definitely want young people to use it.

The gray basket and seemingly ordinary dagger were then presented.

I received it because I thought it would be better for young people to have a close match to a product that seems cheap but sturdy because it is a substitute that is likely to be available on a shallow level.

And the man encouraged me to do my best, and from that day on, the young man began to wear a cage and dagger.

And the good things went on, and the young people rejoiced even more.

Both men gave me magical armor (magic goods).

The cage is equipped with a convenient function to disappear with one will for each weapon held in its hand and to reveal itself if it wants to be equipped.

In addition, the dagger had the effect of eliminating signs and, contrary to appearances, the sharpness exceeded young people's expectations.

Can attack unilaterally without being noticed by enemies.

It was precisely the moment of the greatest power for young people.

Before that power, the monster of the dungeon is not an enemy.

That's why the young man didn't notice.

To the malice of a man and to sincerity.

I thought it was strange just after I broke up with a man.

He came out of the dungeon and tried to sell the drops to the usual tool shop, but the clerk didn't notice the young man.

I tried to scream with one tongue, but it didn't always respond.

The young man kicked the counter and left the shop.

Swearing to write a report about the store clerk, a tester party had been organized in the past from the front as he walked through the underground facility.

The young man who wanted to regret the depression of the store clerk's attitude and expelled him by bragging about the recent martial arts tale stood in front of him and shouted, but the testers did not stop and bumped into the young man.

The young man is angry at this attitude.

But the testers couldn't hear the yelling either.

Young people are not seen in the eyes of testers who touch empty spaces, ask questions, and tease their own testers.

Don't ignore it, the young man screams, but he can't hear it.

On the contrary, the men walked away while twisting their heads when something went wrong.

The technique is not unnatural.

I didn't feel the malice of blatantly ignoring it.

I thought the behavior of the young man was strange.

I thought it was strange to call the clerk and the good tester earlier.

A cold sweat flows along with a nasty hunch.

The young man did not recognize the young man as anyone could speak to him, as if he were to shake off his good imagination.

Loneliness strikes young people.

No one wants to see a young man.

Nobody listens to young people.

Each of those tricks lowers the temperature of the young man.

That's how the young man ran.

If he were a man, he would have seen himself, and he didn't even meet him, but he ran to the square with the characteristic rocks of the Oni King dungeon.

There was a man there.

A young man who was relieved that he was still there, worried that this man would not recognize himself, pressed into his anxiety and slowly walked to him.

"Hey, how are you feeling about getting special powers?

As if he would relieve the anxiety, the man would quickly notice and speak to the young man.

But that voice wasn't the usual voice of a gentle man.

"Don't be silly, Nobody."

Everything was on the palm of his hand, and the man named the young man who had lost everything with a smile.