Entering a Company From Another World!?

I came to a dungeon management facility managed by Mr. Gray.

Even if it wasn't just a military facility, it was like a city hall that I knew could get in and out of places like mine.

There is a counter, and the clerk is writing the document on the other side.

Does it look different from Japanese city hall because people are subordinates or demons, people are fantasies, soldiers stand at the entrance instead of security guards, and materials are bought and received in a visible place?

And then, as you know, almost everyone, including me, is armed.

And since I've been here, I've been exposed to strange gaze, and I'm getting used to it, but I'm still exposed to gaze here.

At first, Mitt and I waited together, and Grey was going through the process, but it was difficult to sail, and Mitt went to help.

Thanks to me, I can wait alone, I have no one to talk to, I can only wait quietly, and in the meantime, I continue to be exposed to strange eyes again.

I sincerely regret that I should have gone with you, but if I continue to be exposed, I get used to it, which is why it is stressful to endure behaviors that are seen as flabbergasting.

I thought about wearing a mask, but I stopped using it because I was a suspect.

The old wound that caused Nakani's disease never hurt.

"Who are you excusing?"

I've been laughing at myself in a mockery mockery and crushing my time, but it's about time I got bored.

It's best to be discreet to avoid getting in trouble.

Nothing is done, nothing is done.

That alone keeps the peace.

I leaned back on the pillar again by myself and waited for the two of them, but this time the procedure seems to be taking time. Is another hour passed in time?

Whatever takes too long.

I don't say I'm tired of waiting, but if it's so late, I'm worried that something is going on.

Recently, I felt like I had nothing to do with peace since I started belonging to the Demon King Army.

Therefore, I doubt that this pattern is causing trouble again.

"Hey, why are people here?

"You're not some noble slave, are you?

"Ah, human, my weakness is dyed."

And it won't come off as much as I would like it to come off.

Goblins appeared in some RPG telop, orcs appeared, and imps appeared standing in front of me.

No, alone? No, they're flying with their tiny bodies flapping their wings, but one way or the other, a brave man who's about to defeat a dragon looks like a fighter.

Is this what you promised in the Adventurers Guild?

I was careful not to stand out quietly, and I want to think about why it gets entangled, but it doesn't seem to have anything to do with the situation or mood in front of me, so I guess I have to deal with it even if I don't like it.

What can I do for you?

"Oh, we talked!

"You called, what can I do for you?

If you have a conversation, you will be treated as if you had seen a rare beast.

Since he is a human being, he can speak as much as he wants and observes the other side while penetrating into his heart.

Goblin, Compared to Skegob, who often drinks coffee together at the company, he looks at the overwhelmingly weak goblin.

A vulgar smile comes to mind and laughs at what's fun.

Three-handed, no, even if you put your hands in and let them go, it's a two-handed one.

Looking at the strength of factors such as magic, footsteps, and temper, while thinking about the procedure for suppressing all the opponents with bare hands, I predict what the three bodies in front of me talked to me for.

You definitely want to be friends first.

There is no doubt that it is not kind to continue.

It would never be a good thing to do something because of the look on your face and the fact that you're laughing, but you can't feel a favorable feeling.

I don't like being in this place anyway, and I think that's why, but I don't think it's a hassle all the time.

"Human, this is not a good place for you. Quietly put your equipment away and leave."

I still feel like sighing at the dialogue of the big oak man, the only one who needs to raise his gaze.

"No, I'm waiting for someone here. If you're in my way, I'll change places. Get out of my way."

Let's get this over with.

The contents of the story are not worth listening to and can be dealt with even if they are put out.

But if we get our hands on it, it's obviously something we can do in an out-of-the-box environment, so get out of here.

If you're the protagonist of the story, you'll get into trouble from here, and get into trouble from there, but don't let that happen.

The probability of success to date is low, but mainly in terms of faculty.

But I'm mentally exhausted, whether I do it or not.

So I decided that it was a waste of time to have a conversation and cut it off unilaterally.

Whatever you say, I came to this facility only temporarily.

I don't have a base here, and I don't plan to settle in.

I'm sorry about today, but if you leave in a few days, this is the best way to make a slightly worse impression.

"He's a human being."

Somehow, the existence of these qualities with each other makes the war inevitable.

The Demon King army, which was also in Isar, was a man who claimed evil, and the people in front of him were weak, so the demon tribes tried to rule.

It is precisely water and oil that each other insists on.

We have to bump into each other without mixing.

In the present situation, where no compromise can be found, conversation leads to a mere waste of time and energy.

In order to avoid it, the orc's arm was slightly fluttered and moved to a slightly distant pillar, again leaning back and standing quietly.

When it gets tangled up again, it returns to its original position.

He said something about gummies, but ignored everything.

I thought I'd give up soon.

Perseverance.

"I suppose it's because I'll imitate what I licked!

"Ignore me!

I'll kill you.

Normally, if we keep ignoring them, they'll leave, but they keep getting entangled without giving up.

I'm stuck in a killing habit.

I will buy the guts, but this is a very annoying story.

If we keep going, what happens next?

"What are you doing?!

Soon to think.

If you make this much noise, the soldiers will move. Normally.

"I was just avoiding it because I was tangled up. If you ask around, you'll see."

"We were just trying to get rid of this man!! This is no place for humans!! That's right!"

Explain the situation to the approaching soldier first, and the oak screaming at the mercy of the emotions will follow.

I feel that 60% agree with the surrounding reaction to the voice.

And unfortunately, the soldier in front of you is also included in the 60%.

I suppose they thought I was some kind of subhuman from afar.

By approaching, he realized I was human.

It's not the orcs that were causing the commotion, it's the sword-swallowing atmosphere that's coming towards me.

I was complaining about this and predicted it in the middle of my heart, but even though I am a colleague, what does it mean to be an enemy place here?

"Fighter slaves, people like you, wait outside quietly! Next time you make a scene, think your lord will blame you too!

Soldiers have no time to excuse themselves as not being slaves, and are dragged into the entrance by the power of demons to say things.

I could put it away, but if I did, I would go out honestly thinking that it would bother Gray and the others.

The orcs are staring at me in their faces.

Now it is time to exhale without holding back, move to the pillar beside you so that no one gets in your way, keep your back and wait quietly.

"It was a disaster, oniisan."

……

Oh, ignore it.

"... hah, do you respond honestly after a disaster?

But if there is a God in disaster, you will love me too much.

Two sharp golden mountains emerged at the edge of the line of sight, which looked parallel to the city.

I realized it was my ear because it was tingling, but I knew it was just a passerby, and I couldn't deal with it right away.

A girl who recognized that she had spoken to me and looked up at me as if she liked naughtiness anyway.

My face is ready.

A girl of her age who can imagine her sharp ears as fox, dog, wolf, or golden beast and starts showing off her color as a woman, with her hair in a short haircut of the same color.

My eyes still go to my neck rather than my face, thinking that I will be beautiful in the future.

"Oniisan's lewdness"

"I know you're looking at the neck."

A collar that claims more than its cute appearance than its swelling as a woman.

A girl who displays a trick of browning her chest to hide her chest creates an expression that doesn't seem to want her to pay attention to it.

"Wouldn't oniisan of the same slave know? Look, oniisan's husband isn't wearing it, but that's what my husband wants to wear."

"I don't know. I'm not a slave."

"Liar!?

"What are you going to do if you lie?"

For the first time, I saw the existence of a slave while wondering who would get a collar for a man.

It's not chained, and this is how conversations are allowed.

No, I thought you were the same slave.

Perhaps because she doesn't have a husband nearby, but freedom is more permissive than the slaves she knows in her novels and history.

"I thought you were a fighter slave bound by a slave crest, but are you sure you're not?

"What kind of human being is so low here?

"Without the protection of the Lord, I can barely get a job. It's not natural."

"... I see, the superintendent is worried about how we use it."

I knew you didn't have a husband.

No, I'm talking about my boss.

A few internal issues.

Was the cause still a collision of common sense?

The president is moderate, and the trouble is caused by the other executives, the Taka, the hardliners who plan to use the so-called human as a consumable.

The trouble I had when I became the chief is a strange thing to do.

The tide of treating humans like consumables is common sense here, at least for the girl in front of them.

Why do you have to talk so blue when you're here to get ready for marriage?

Shouldn't this be a happier event?

"Hmm, well, that's what I'm gonna do!

And it looks like the girl in front of me wants to enslave me.

In our common sense, it is somewhat more realistic than believing in stories of people coming from different worlds, but I also know that there are things that respond more to being exposed to a strange line of sight than being turned around.

Grey and Mitt are frustrated by the double hardship of not being able to smoke because they are in front of a girl.

"Jiro! Were you here?"

Mr. Mitt, Mr. Grey.

Mitt and Grey came out of the entrance and exit to see if the wish had been fulfilled.

You must have come looking for me when I wasn't in the building.

She walks here with her quick feet.

"Thank you for waiting. It took me a while to get into the dungeon. Who is this girl?

"I just found out about someone else. I don't even know his name."

"Oniisan, isn't it terrible?

It's true.

"The Beast, the Fox."

And if there's a woman next door that you don't know, you'll be worried about being a father.

It is a problem if you think you are a man like Nanpa, so I will clarify the relationship.

The girl protests, but ignores it.

If you are avoiding marriage, you will not be mistaken by your stepfather.

Mitt nodded convincingly, but Gray seemed to have something else in mind.

So, you're going to enter the dungeon soon?

That's right, but it's a little problematic.

"Problem?"

"The person in charge here says we can't dungeon people who aren't slaves. I explained that I belonged to the Demon King Army with the documents I prepared, but I didn't get permission."

"Apparently, the person in charge here is not a moderate person, and he said that he can't allow people who may be the bones of any horse without strength to enter the dungeon because it would be a waste of stimulating the dungeon."

"What do you mean?"

Without such misunderstandings, the atmosphere between the two changed in an instant when they shook the subject to divert themselves from her story.

Yeah, I know.

These two are very angry now.

Grey's faceless expression was further polished, his emotions shredded, and Mitt's polite tone remained intact, but his face was overflowing with magic and powerful.

"Jiro, I'm afraid you'll be able to pass the exam if we defeat the Explorer's party over there now. I don't need any help, forgiveness, or mercy, so please do your best."

"Uh-huh, I asked my daughter to show her strength."

The words may not be enough, but they probably told me about me.

Eyes speak more than words.

The more you can see the indestructible letters, the more angry they are.

What did the person in charge here say to make them so angry that they thought they were relatively generous?

I don't care, but I don't want to hear it right now.

There's nothing I can do now.

Okay, I'll do my best.

All I could do was nod with a smile.

One word today.

You're not drawing a smile, are you?