Entering a Company From Another World!?

A few days after a drinking party that was born with a little encouragement.

Evia's resignation from the promotion of the section chief was soon to be announced.

At the same time, orders are issued to newcomers and first-year students.

Not only the first section of the dungeon tester, but also the second and third sections were told of their affiliation, and they will be fully started from the dawn of Golden Week.

They are colleagues who have spent training together, but from here on, they are rivals belonging to other departments.

You may think so, but the point is to finish the training and heal your tired body at Golden Week.

And it's like telling me to work with a healed body.

In fact, the announcement of its affiliation had a slight impact.

Few Japanese newcomers who have been assigned to the same department are willing to take advantage of this vacation to travel.

In contrast, overseas groups often worry about what to do in unknown lands, but our company boasts facilities that are abnormal enough to say that benefits are abnormal.

The beach's own coastal leisure facilities are essential for playing with snowy mountain hot springs and ski resorts.

I also hear that it is the same country regardless of department, so I will play there right away.

I think I've seen the temperament of those countries.

Now that I'm the section chief, tell me what I'm doing.

"Oh, what a luxury to relax in a room on a holiday."

"The Lord says it's convincing."

"Isn't it?

On the first day of Golden Week, a blonde-titted beauty angel had her knee rested and her ear wound.

It's not just a dungeon strategy, it's me doing a lot of chores and getting into trouble from time to time.

Sometimes I want to relax like this.

Your body is weakened by the pleasure of gently plugging your ears into the warmth of the soft thighs you feel on your cheeks.

I think that when men relax at home, they often say something.

It's a personal opinion.

I thought it was my standing position in a man's home where a woman told me to take him shopping and help with housekeeping.

There is nothing wrong with that.

I work, but I also work for Suela, Memoria, Himiku, and Evia.

Then I feel different to be dissatisfied with it.

So I thought I should also take the lead in helping with housework.

And today on the first day of Golden Week, I actually tried to help.

"Hmm. Then, Lord. I need you to help me clean one."

Oh.

Interaction with Himiku, which I did about five minutes ago.

Wait a minute in the living room when you are ready.

And when she came back, she had an earstick and a wet towel and a tissue.

Instead of cleaning, she would sit on the sofa and slap her knees.

"Now lie down, Lord!

At the same time, it is accompanied by a bright smile like the sun.

In addition, you are ready to come at any time with your hands in front of you to hold.

It is obvious what she is directing.

And there is no man here who can turn down that fascinating offer.

Dragged by mysterious powers, this was my head on her lap in no time.

Hey, Himiku-san.

"What is it, Gilo?"

A time for healing that has begun hands-on.

"Didn't I tell you to help me clean up?

"Oh, I need you to help me clean Gilo's ears. I can't do this without you."

And on occasional holidays, trying to help me with the work I always get done, I asked Nico Himiku, who cleans her ears with pleasure, and she said she was going to do this from the beginning.

"Gilo always fights and makes paperwork. We have to rest slowly on holidays."

"No, that's true. Then Himiku can't rest, can he?

But wouldn't that increase the burden on her? Himiku's arm, which gently holds my head down, seems to have been held down by the hands of thousands of people, so I can't shake it off.

It's not heavy.

Instead, it is held gently.

It will be easy to shake, but I can't help but be generous about how she cleans her ears pleasantly.

"Anyway, it's not that hard to get used to housework. I have no other job. I'd rather be of more use to Gilo."

She calls me by name when she's alone.

Even at night, when I'm alone, she calls me by my name.

It's as if my name comes out of my mouth as if it were my own.

Her little monopoly of not wanting others to hear it.

Tell me what I can do about her attitude.

"Well, if anything happens, just tell me. If it's true, I have to realize it, but I'm so dull."

"It's okay. I know Gilo will look at me."

Release the slight effort and leave her completely to herself.

I wonder if you're happy with the weight of my body, which has gotten a little heavier. Her smile deepens.

And for a while there was silence.

I will fully appreciate that it is thanks to her that the room will be comfortable.

Clean rooms, comfortable temperatures, and her warmth.

There will be no more luxurious way to spend your holiday.

"If you're sleepy, can you sleep?

"No, I feel like it's a waste when I'm asleep, and I don't sleep."

It's no wonder I can sleep in such a comfortable space.

I don't even have eyes, but I don't feel like sleeping.

Slightly warm on her lap and gently attached on her palm.

I couldn't choose to let go of those two.

I see.

Ah.

I just share time with her without saying that it's important to spend time with her quietly.

"It's beautiful, the other one."

Ah.

And it seems that important time will soon pass.

I finished cleaning my left ear and was told it was the other way around, and I stood up and tried to go the other way.

"Just keep pointing at me."

"Really? Don't you like it?

"Something you don't like."

She gently pressed her shoulders and her face turned towards her stomach.

Although some people might hate it, Himiku did not make such a gesture and started cleaning the ears on the other side.

This room only has a digital clock, so I can't hear a needle, but if there was an analog clock, there might have been enough room for the clock's needle to sound.

Hey, Himiku.

"What is it, Gilo?"

Such a quiet time is fine, but I want to talk to her again and I open my mouth.

"What's for dinner today?

We're not even at lunch yet, are we talking about dinner?

No, somehow.

I just said what I thought.

I thought you might think it was a strange man, but she answered my question gently without even looking at it and without stopping her hand.

"I got a good fish, bake it today, and make miso soup and stew."

Oh, is it Japanese today?

"Oh, it's from Gilo's hometown. I'm going to be more energetic today."

"I'm looking forward to it."

How long has it been since I met her, at least six months?

Her cooking skills are so good that these words come out honestly.

And when I say I'm looking forward to it, she is.

Hmm.

Yes, laugh with a bright smile like a circle.

"Yes, Gilo. I'm going to change my story."

"What?

And she started telling me what had happened.

Cooking, not being alert recently when I go shopping.

I met a clerk or went to Memoria's to deliver a lunch box.

I learned sewing with my sister's twins, lost chess with Evia, and now I'm studying.

I noticed that she was familiar with this company.

"Oh, yes, Gilo."

"What?

She changed her story as if she remembered that she felt comfortable listening to her voice.

"Do you think Suela's child is a boy? You think it's a girl?

"Now, I don't know. Suela said she was about to be tested."

"No, it's not. I want to hear Gilo's predictions."

"Mine?

Ah.

It was me and Suela's child who came up to talk about giving birth.

Why do you care? If she only turned her eyes towards Himiku, she would still clean my ears with a gentle smile.

I was wondering if it was just a public story.

"It's going to be more a wish than an expectation."

"Wish, what kind of wish?

"Honestly, I don't care about either sex, but if you care about traces or something, maybe a boy would be better. Hmm."

I take her question seriously.

Ichitojitaro is a word I often hear, but I honestly worry whether a boy or a girl is better if a child is actually born.

As I said to Himiku, if my house is the right one, I would prefer a boy.

It's true that relatives are such amazing houses, but things are messy there.

And honestly, I can't predict that I'm a man who hasn't had any experience in childbirth, either sex.

So it's simply a matter of my preference.

"If it were a girl, it would be cute to be a girl like Suela, Memoria, Himiku and Evia."

Male parents often hear stories of girls' children adoring cats.

And I also hear that this cute recoil will shock me a lot during the rebellion period.

However, even if that's the set, I hear that a girl is better.

"If it's a boy, yes. We're a family of women, so maybe we can play together."

The ideal relationship between father and son is my idea of an old friend.

A friend at the same time as being a parent and child.

Being a parent obligates you to raise your child, but at the same time it can be very attractive to share a friend-specific feeling that you want to do something with your child.

A child can be either such a girl or a boy.

However, there must be a lot of difficulty because it's about a man who has not yet experienced childcare.

You only know the good things, and you'll encounter the bad things.

If that's what you mean.

"Either way, it's best if you're born healthy."

It is my honest opinion that I want my mother and child to be safe.

Oh, yeah, yeah.

Himiku nodded and agreed with me.

"Which is Himiku better, by the way?

"Me? Yeah, that's right. I like boys like Gilo."

"Oh, boy. I want to play catchball with you when I'm born."

On the contrary, she says that a boy is better after a little trouble.

Listen to that, think of the blonde boy who leaves behind her, and say what immediately came to mind when you wanted to do with such a child.

"Then you'll have to work hard tonight to make that dream come true."

Somehow, Himiku was the first to tell me.

"Yeah, well, Ziro shouldn't be too intense."

She invites me in at night.

And since it's Himiku's day alone, you can't refuse me.

So if I told her my usual nightlife to ask her to do her best, she turned bright red and stopped cleaning her ears.

Well then, are we going to be gentle today?

Her face is so cute, it's like she's stubborn.

"No, you know what?"

And, as expected, she's not used to these things, and she's wondering how to respond.

From the appearance of her face turning bright red, it became clear that she was worried about whether to say or not what she wanted.

"Ah! It's time for lunch!

And I felt the flag was bad, and she looked at the watch openly and slapped me on the shoulder lightly, but a little earlier, to prepare for lunch a little earlier than usual.

Unfortunately, I woke up looking at her face and wondering if the luxurious time was over.

"Then tell me tonight."

Uh-huh.

Her back, which turned bright red to her ears, looked very attractive and she ran off to the kitchen with a lovely footsteps.

One word today.

Gentle or intense? Of course, both.