Entering a Company From Another World!?

"Senpai, are you okay?

"... do you look okay?

I can't see.

Three days after the start of combat training.

I suffer from a headache and look pale.

Needless to say, it is a headache caused by using too much scroll.

It's nice to learn magic by scrolling, but it feels like the brain is under a lot of strain to handle it.

My head feels heavy even though it shouldn't be physically heavy.

To be honest, I thought I was going crazy, but I didn't go crazy because my body could swallow the procedure more than I thought, but I always move like a two-day drunk.

Kaido and the others seem to be doing well in combat training, but I'm packed rather than learning magic, and I haven't moved my body at all except the first day.

Apart from eating and bathing, it was just a repetition of magic and rest.

I don't feel dizzy under my feet, but I can't concentrate because of the headache.

I'm sorry to hear that, but I feel a little rough about the kaido that worried me.

I apologized slightly and said I didn't care about Kaido. It made me feel a little better.

However, the headache doesn't go away just because I feel better.

I endured it because the supervisor and instructor Fusio told me that it was a place of conscience until today.

However, today and today, I wondered if I could learn magic, and that's how I felt.

We're here.

And on time, the supervisors came, and I thought the training would start again today.

"Oh, let's go, guys."

As usual, instructor Kio started training with Kaido and was ready to be stroked today by the supervisor and instructor Fusio.

Kaka, are we going today?

It was a little different today.

The party buddies who were looking at me worried will look at you as if you were listening to what Professor Fusio said.

What's more, Jiro went ahead faster than planned, so I'll be free for a while. Good, Oni King?

"Oh, good! I was just about to play the Magic Fight, if you were here!!

It was my training that was suspicious about the clouds, but now the contents of the training of the Kaido people became suspicious.

Until now, the faces that were worried about me turned blue, and my blood fell out.

However, the two people who realize the fact pretend not to listen to what they've been doing today with pleasure.

In this state, she sighs relieved that the burden on herself has decreased slightly.

Honestly, it was tough to deal with those two in this condition, so it would be helpful if the burden was reduced a little.

I thought I could get over it today.

Jiro, you're off today.

And when I thought my vision blurred for a moment before I tried to get over it, the place changed.

Jiro, I've been expecting you.

And it was the maid who welcomed me.

There was a tattoo in front of me who recently had more opportunity to bow face to face.

"Tate, are you ready?

"Yes"

And I can hear the Superintendent's voice from behind.

It takes a few seconds to realize that it was metastasized by metastasis magic.

I don't think I've been able to concentrate for a few more seconds.

In the meantime, I didn't have time to wonder where I was, and the maid other than Mr. Tate was stripping me of my gear.

As expected, they didn't take off their clothes, but they were kept in the mine tree.

If I were to describe myself in that state, there would have been plenty of use of the words chronic and careless.

Should I blame myself for not concentrating on the current situation where weapons were taken lightly, or should I be impressed by the early work of the maids?

I'm worried, but I can't figure it out with a headache.

Jiro, please change here.

"Ha, ha."

And Tate handed me thin fabric clothes, like yukata, as if she'd left me alone.

"Please change over there."

They then point to a place like a fitting room and instruct them to change their clothes.

I don't understand what I'm going to do with the change in the anger situation, and I'm going to be confused for a moment.

"Should I help you get dressed?

No, it's okay.

I was about to get help getting dressed.

For a moment, my mind became agile and I quickly changed and left the dressing room.

Well, here we are.

And while the flow was working, Mr. Tate guided him to the back of the room.

Bath?

"Yes, please immerse yourself there"

I could see the hot air, and there was a tub at the front of the door that looked fine even if I fell asleep.

It was troublesome to be surprised at the sight, but I was told to soak myself in the bath.

I felt uncomfortable going into the bath while wearing clothes, but I didn't feel uncomfortable because of the clothes that were originally made for it.

I have a headache and wonder if it is good to take a bath when I am not feeling well. I dip in a nice scented bath with a light green bath agent or something while being flushed.

"Ahh, it feels so good."

The temperature may be slightly lower because the water is exquisite, too hot and warm, and it seems suitable for long water, but it feels just right from me.

Enjoy the water for more than a dozen seconds, even though you are embarrassed by the feeling of your voice leaking.

"Why take a bath?

For some reason, the headache stopped and I was cool. I finally got into the status quo of this flow work.

"At last, I was aware that we had made it impossible, but should we reduce it a little more?"

One sigh, somehow I followed the voice that I heard next to me, and I arrived at the table next to the bathtub with a stunning expression and looked at me like the supervisor who was checking the screen of the tablet PC was stunned.

"... was this a mixed bath?

"You don't have to worry if you can make jokes like that."

When I calmed down, a strange sight was born of me, a man, taking a bath, sitting next to the bath in my usual suit instead of in armor.

Because of that scene, I thought about why the supervisor, who is a woman, is nearby in the bath where men enter, but the supervisor was even more astonished.

"Was it that bad? Me?

From that state of affairs, it seems that I was in a bad condition so that the strict Superintendent would always be as gentle as possible.

"Oh, I thought I was going too far."

The supervisor, who always reprimanded me for being pathetic, said that I had done too much, and now I realized that I was in a pretty bad situation at the moment when I was showing a somewhat worried expression.

While I understand that it is evidence that I am accustomed to being forced to do so, I think I must weigh on myself.

One blank laugh.

Anyway, I've been beating enough magic in the last three days.

I did nothing but do what I did.

"Again, Superintendent. Why are you taking a bath?

"To rest and tame the magic that your magic crest has taught you."

I didn't mean to change the subject, but when I asked for an explanation of the current situation, the supervisor explained while pointing to the hot tub.

"The water is a special mixture of medicinal herbs. It activates the magic crest and increases its healing ability. If you soak in the water for a while, your headache will go away."

If you look at the water and wonder if the good scent was herbal smell, you can also see that it is lightly glowing.

"It certainly got a lot easier."

If it is effective so far, I want you to put it in from the beginning.

"By the way, with that hot water, the house will be built."

"... how much do you expect of me at my company?"

"How much... do you want to hear?

"If you can hear me."

My inner complain was silenced by a word from the superintendent.

What kind of hot water can a house be built into?

A precious scroll will teach you magic and heal its after-effects with this special medicinal water.

When I get here, I wonder how much the company expects of me.

Even if it's just a hobby, you're spending too much money on me as much as you can on an employee.

I just can't choose not to listen to this.

You may not be dressed in the bath, but if you stare at the supervisor with a serious expression, the supervisor will not turn a blind eye for a while.

And I paid for it silently.

It is obvious that if someone asks about the contents, they say it is bad.

"... Jiro, I've heard from the Demon King that I'll entrust you with a dungeon in the future"

……

"Is it convincing to hear that this is an investment for this?

And I was able to naturally listen to the words spinned from the superintendent without being surprised somehow.

I didn't think it was such an effective hot water.

No, I can say I couldn't afford to think of such an extra thing.

I didn't expect you to be born.

But I'll take care of the dungeon.

That means making me a general of the Demon King army.

I am a human being who has been hostile to the Demon King Army for many years.

I thought you were stupid.

"Really?

"Oh, at least that's what I hear."

I didn't think so.

Normally, the expression of the superintendent will come out in teasing words, and the colour is absent.

This person is not the only one.

That was the atmosphere.

That's why the Superintendent's words have become more authentic.

"And as a shield behind it. What would you do if you heard I was going to marry you?

Huh?

I was seriously worried about what the Demon King Army was expecting, but the Superintendent dropped even more incredible bombs.

From the word expectation, all those words were played.

"What? Huh? Me?"

"Oh, you."

Unlike me in a hurry, the superintendent only tells me the truth in a pale way.

"The Demon King is seriously trying to capture you. That's all I expect from you."

It's as if your marriage is being used effectively for the organization.

It seems like I am satisfied with the response.

Unlike me, who was upset by the word "marriage" and pointing at myself with a confirmation, I just accept the fact.

"No, I'm not."

Confused by such an atmosphere and not chased by understanding, I use the word humility to buy time.

"I should have explained before that this is a rare occurrence as well as an increase in magical aptitude, a contract with superior spirits, a contribution to resolving a number of cases such as rebellion, and growth enough to fight executive classes in less than a year."

However, if you don't allow me to escape, I will beat you to humility with my fingertips.

……

I can't say anything to a superintendent like that.

I certainly understood that what I had done was not normal.

But it is also true that I did not think it was so appreciated.

Normally, you should be happy about being born.

……

I couldn't feel that way looking at the supervisor offered as a gift.

"Was the superintendent good?

"What are you doing?

That's why.

I'm sure everyone will talk about it.

I thought I'd bump into the Superintendent with a question that might be called a template.

"No, marry me."

It was good to be able to speak straight without clouding words.

The supervisor asked Suela, Memoria, and the man who refused to marry Himik what to say, but the moment he thought the idea was useless, he realized.

Somehow, the words that came back after this were somehow predictable.

"If that's good for the country, yes."

Neither lonely nor sad, but solemnly accepting the facts, the superintendent answered my question without hesitation.

I didn't ask the question just now in anticipation of anything myself.

I just thought I'd have to say it.

It may be a word that came out because I have a common sense that marriage with love is an ideal, and I understand the content and necessity of political marriage and am not convinced.

If only I had been young and could have moved with emotion, regardless of social common sense.

Could you then emotionally deny that you are poor?

Have you leaned against the superintendent like some handsome protagonist?

When I thought about it, Suela and the others had to laugh a little bit at themselves.

And I thought I couldn't at least do it now.

After all, there was someone who somehow understood the position of the supervisor and convinced herself that she might not be in a position to have free love.

I didn't say yes, but I may have conveyed it in an atmosphere.

Political marriage, I thought it had nothing to do with me.

I can only say that there is no sense of reality if you ask me if I feel familiar with such a story.

So, Jiro...

Yes?

"What about you?

What should I say to the Superintendent's re-thrown words?

What to do is a verb that asks what to do.

Instead of asking me what I think, the Superintendent asked me what I wanted to do.

Trying to think of such a superintendent's words.

"I want to be a man who can say no matter how many beautiful wives I have."

Look at the superintendent's face, which in a sense is faceless.

I just gave up thinking deeply.

"What is that?"

You can be surprised.

I just want to see the director laughing, not just that look.

I revealed my true self.

"What do I want to do?"

One word today.

I didn't know this was happening.