Entering a Company From Another World!?

Jiro Tanaka, 28, married.

My wife, Suela Henderberg.

Memoria Tris

Professional Dungeon Tester (Full-time)

Magic Ability 9 (Quasi-Demonic King Class)

Position Warrior

Suela's voice invited me in, opened the door, and I left it by my side and put my moms in.

Nice to meet you. My name is Suela Henderberg.

"Memoria Tris. It's a pleasure to meet you again."

"... ahahahaha!! Jiro, is that what you mean? I didn't expect you to bring two daughters!!

After opening the door, Suela and Memoria stand side by side to confess to their mother.

Seeing the technique, she understood everything that had been silent for a few seconds and began to smile and slap me on the back.

Speaking of Oyaji, the Sueras were delighted to see the Henderberg family, making a fist in their right hand and saying it was an elf.

It's a dark elf, to be exact, but I'm not going to push into it right now.

"Well, I didn't think the kid you brought was normal because it's an unusual company to see, but I didn't expect him to come like this. My son is a big deal, too. It's going to be too soon to see my grandson's face."

She didn't particularly blame her mother for her crotch, but rather nodded convincingly.

I have a slightly reassuring expression on my face, but I want that reassurance to come later.

Then he's already here.

Anyway, in addition to the two legs, report that you already have a child.

Between Suela and Memoria from beside her mother, she tapped Pong and Suela on the shoulder and Suela gently applied her hand to her stomach while dyeing her cheeks.

"What, what, is today a day to surprise me? I've just been surprised. Jiro, you know what I mean when I pull this off, right?

Mother's face, which normally reaches an expectation, honestly expresses surprise beyond the past.

Then you change your expression so that you swallow it and show a serious expression.

Look at that face and think you've done it, but you can't tell lies anymore.

I can finally say this word.

"Oh, I know. Mom, it's me. I'm getting married."

"Well, then I won't tell you. Be happy."

There may be few conversations as parents and children, but that's enough for us.

The warm, gentle expression of her mother

"Come on!! That's enough humidity! Speaking of stepsister, I had a daughter. I'll drink, Jiro! Would you like to join us?

In an instant, I returned the expression to my usual face.

And it's obvious what it shows by showing a cumming technique.

"Ooh, that's nice!"

"Oh, it's a great seat, and it might be a good way to deepen your relationship with your parents."

I thought it was the male team that came first, but unexpectedly, the female team reacted first.

I have a subtle feeling that the strength of women in any family is unchanged for the men who look at it and show a pleasant expression afterwards.

And once you start saying it, she won't listen.

Next thing you know,

Jiro! Is there somewhere to drink?

"I thought you said...."

I can imagine for myself.

But I'm worried about what to do.

You are not allowed to enter an underground facility.

This conference room is also not allowed to host drinking parties at company facilities.

I mean, if you invite me to live alone in my room or just my moms, but if you add other members, it's before the cramps.

I was worried about what to do even though I thought it was a little small in the party room.

If that's the case, there's a good place.

Suela laughed at me to solve the problem.

Is alcohol a universal communication tool?

I've seen a lot of people drinking in front of these buildings, but now I understand a little bit.

It was because of the slippery mum's remarks, which were left to Nori and momentum, but Suela and Memoria's parents also agreed with it and the story ended unexpectedly smoothly.

Laughter is heard in the prepared room, a variety of dishes and alcohol are spread out on the table, and a small banquet is held in the living room.

The faces of the participating members smiled so that everyone could see that they were enjoying themselves.

I didn't know there was a place like this.

"Yes, it was originally a family room, but because the testers don't have wives, it's all empty. It's in the dorm, so it's easy to get permission."

"I see, and thank you, Memoria. I need furniture and stuff."

"If I can be of any help to you, I'd appreciate it."

"My son-in-law! Wouldn't it be nice if you didn't just deal with my wife and this grandfather!!

"Dad, keep your voice down! Oh, Mr. Grey, Mr. Ichiro, I'm sorry about my father's noise."

"I don't mind."

"Hey, I don't care either."

A table is placed in a spacious decked living room that is inconceivable in a private room, each eating and drinking as much as they like.

"Yes, this is a stir-fried mushroom that is often eaten in our village. Please distribute it to me."

"I've been waiting, yeah, that meat dish was good, but I can't taste the ingredients well either."

"Thank you, I haven't eaten dark elf food in a long time, but it's delicious after all ~"

Unlike men who are just eating and drinking, mothers stand in an alternative kitchen.

The first thing you do is you sort it out and cook it, and then you cook it as if you're replenishing your alcohol with one hand, which is what your mother does.

As soon as I thought I'd stood up for a little while, I returned to join the conversation.

"I think they called me. I'm going for a little bit."

"Yeah, so we're talking to your mother-in-law."

"Oh, come on! Let's talk about women's secrets!

"Mother, be good, Smith Mason says hello to your mothers-in-law."

Got it ~

Yes, I'm glad to hear that.

We played a leading role, so Suela was the one who prepared the venue, but she didn't help arrange any other food or alcohol.

So this is how I relax and repeat between my mother and father.

"Good to see you, good to see you! Behold, my son-in-law, first of all, a sacrifice."

"Thank you."

I don't look like my grandfather, but he said that Suela's grandfather would welcome me again with a smile and give me a bottle of wine.

They pour a lesser number of glasses of wine than the ones they drink with the instructors and drink gently.

It can be said that this person's bright atmosphere helped to prepare this banquet.

Anyway, as soon as the banquet started, I slapped my back.

You really did, son-in-law!! Now the Henderbergs are safe!

And Suela honored me for having had a child.

Even a child between humans, Mr. Moyle's temper eased my nervousness when I got married.

Thanks to this, the conversation is now smooth.

"Your stepfathers seem to be enjoying it."

"Jiro, I heard that this wine is delicious, but it's quite good."

Um, it's gonna be a mess.

"For my part, I would definitely recommend sake ~ Please drink it."

That's exciting.

Hmm.

A few bottles have already been emptied, and my father is already drunk, with only human strength against alcohol.

The others still seem fine, but I don't think I care about my father.

"Yet the junket I just saw was amazing. My eyes seemed to grow many hands."

"Hahaha, anyone can learn some magic enhancement in this world."

Hmm.

"Listen, Jiro, can't I really use magic?

And drunkenness suddenly changes the story.

What I talked about was the question of which stepfather would be called first.

When the topic came up again, I began to wonder what to do, but I decided it with a cry from my mother who didn't hear a crane cry.

Regardless of Memoria's father, Grey, who had been on board from the beginning, surprisingly Suela's father, Mitt, was also on board.

I didn't push into everything that I was doing to strengthen my magic, and I honestly thought it was amazing that I was changing the content of my hands from one to the next at high speed.

And it was Mitt's stepfather who won.

He was gazzling happily, probably the son of a polite and energetic young grandfather, Mr. Moyle.

Grey was consoled by his wife, Mille, who did not express herself next to him and was only depressed by the atmosphere.

I tried to solve the call of mother-in-law with the same contents, but you said that you would give up to celebrate Suela who had given birth to the child as you had already talked about.

Well, I decided to call Mill my mother-in-law later, but I felt uncomfortable calling Mill my mother-in-law...

It is still magic that my father caught his eye in such a sequence.

Originally, I became a photographer because I was curious to see something unknown.

It continued even as an adult from childhood, and now a father like a chunk of curiosity has emerged without fear even in the unopened jungle.

Such a father is not interested in magic.

"I don't know if I need to measure my magical aptitude... but I don't think it's that high that I got caught up in this company's boundaries. You want me to measure it?

"Can you measure it!?

"Ah, there is a paper (flyer) in the room that can measure magical aptitude."

"Yes, Jiro, please."

"Oh, thank you. Where did you get Suela?

I heard they needed it, and I got it from the tester's vault.

Transfer magic, as handy as ever.

Say thank you again to Suela, who interrupted and prepared the conversation with her mother, and give the flyer to her father.

"So, Jiro, how does this blank paper change?

"If you have the aptitude, the words will come up and turn into job advertisements."

"So?

"A number appears in the upper right corner, giving some approximate measurements of magical aptitude."

"Yeah, how long will that take?

"For a moment"

Huh?

That's why it's just for a second.

Jiro, it's blank.

"That is, no magical aptitude. You can't use magic."

"Uhhhhh, it's just me!

"Ah, enough adults to cry. It's just one reaction to a piece of paper."

"Uhh, ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh.

My predictions were as good as magical aptitude, but not without magical aptitude.

After a moment of blank eyes, his father jumped towards his mother.

Her mother, who avoids glasses without hastening to accept them, is more masculine than any other man.

Grey and Mitt also looked at Muil's father worriedly, but his mother laughed as she waved at him for the usual thing.

Then he pulls out the flyer he was holding and peeks into the squeaky paper.

"Yes, when you're satisfied with just touching that magic. I don't want to, Jiro, you were surprised to get paid for one of these flyers."

"It's not the same as the forehead on it, but my mom can read it. What's your aptitude? It's written on the top right, right?

"Hmm? It says ten. Is this low?

"" "" "Ten!?

Sometimes ignorance can be a terrible thing to say.

Those who know the meaning of the numerical value of magical aptitude, including me, shouted surprisingly at my mother's remarks, which led to the highest value.

"Let me see, Mom!!

"Why are you so surprised?

My mother, who doesn't understand the situation, asks me a jiotong question, but I am not calm now.

The magical aptitude of the story is that it is more rare than winning a lottery anyway.

I'm sorry that I started to reach across from my mother and grab the paper.

The paper I saw definitely had a number of ten written on it to confirm the mistake.

"Really?"

The words spilled from me that confronted Polori and reality were short.

My high magic aptitude was my mother's inheritance.

I can't tell if it was my father's influence or genetic deterioration that was slightly lower than my mother's.

However, this solved a mysterious piece of my unorthodox mother's spec.

As good as the Demon King, that intuition is convincing if he has the ability to be brave.

"Speaking of which, Gusung said that Misty was chased by a ghost when she was a student and ran away. I wonder if I saw a ghost because the smell of fog can use magic."

Until now, it was my father who was still unaware of the same situation when the air that he was having fun talking about changed and became noisy.

"Really? Jiro"

"No, the earth is basically devoid of magic, so magical aptitude doesn't matter if you see ghosts or not."

I couldn't keep up with reality, I couldn't keep an eye on the flyer, I just answered the question.

Memoria and Suela were surprised to see the numbers peeking from my side and couldn't say anything.

It was with the stepfathers who were peeking further behind it.

"Well, then I'm relieved. I've only seen it once, but it's a one-time punishment."

We were listening because we were worried about what to do with this number, not about our mother.

Never mind that, speaking of which, she leans her memory to a glass of beer to remind her of her old days.

"Still, it was funny to be a ghost. I thought I had a bad feeling, and all of a sudden the ground was glowing. At that time, my spine didn't stand up all at once. I avoided it aggressively, but then it turned into a big ball of light and came after me. Even though it was strange, she came to tell me that she needed your help. If he runs away thinking he's bad, the next time he comes into this light and screams, he's going to keep coming."

"Yeah, yeah, I've heard that a lot, but it's funny."

"Yes, thanks to that, I ran around all day and managed to get rid of it at sunset, but I thought it would be bad if I got possessed by a ghost and cleaned myself up all night in the waterfall behind my parents' house. Evil spirits evacuate. Well, the next day I fell asleep with a cold!! What's going on, guys? With the eyes of a pigeon like a bean gun."

"No, Mom, that's..."

We had been surprised at her magical aptitude until just now when we heard her cheerfully laughing at the nothingness of the chat, but thanks to such a story, which should never be missed, we were able to focus our attention on her.

I realized what happened to my mother in the familiar sight.

And I will represent and communicate.

"Isn't that a Summon Monster?

Jiro Tanaka, 28, married.

My wife, Suela Henderberg.

Memoria Tris

Professional Dungeon Tester (Full-time)

Magic Ability 9 (Quasi-Demonic King Class)

Position Warrior

One word today.

I found it more amazing than my mother thought.

Oh, more than I expected.