Entering a Company From Another World!?

The aftertreatment of this disturbance was supported by the headquarters and the center of the Demon King Army, and the provisional restoration was much faster than I thought, which was surprisingly quick enough.

Thanks to this, the tester was able to resume his project successfully.

In restarting, testers voiced anxiety, but the testers who were accustomed to switching their thoughts with some danger simply explained that the disturbance was natural in this world. They understood the difference between the security between Japan and this side and that if they did not give up on this matter, they could not move forward and challenged the Spirit Forest again.

There was trouble, but it would be a place where you can appreciate whether you have become thicker or tougher to face the Spirit Forest again in search of new encounters.

I've been thinking the same thing since that day.

It wasn't that this project was going to end safely, but I was thinking about what Mr. Muir said that day.

Muir's words say that this noise is not over yet.

I'm curious, but I can't help thinking about it forever.

If you stop your feet because of trouble, you can't go to work.

Now that the ex-post processing is well under way and the project has been restarted, we would not have had to worry so much.

Anyway, I was able to achieve my purpose in this project.

"The outside world isn't boring."

"Is that what you're saying while I'm sharpening my magic?"

"We can't help it, because it's our common sense to use the magic of the contractor when it manifests itself."

When I reached my goal, I was basically waiting in a lookout so that I could quickly get the support of the testers when something happened.

As if my troubles were small, the Spirit Forest with its full moon illuminating blue and white attracts the sight fantasically.

Well, this is the Spirit of Time and Space, Valus, what a powerful Spirit.

"Oh, don't look so much. I'm going to be illuminated."

"Hahaha! You think it's even more friendly, son-in-law, I made a deal with a good spirit!!

And I'm not the only one here.

One is still young today, Mr. Moyle, an old man who doesn't look like an old man.

And the other was Valls, a spiritual spirit who retained a powerful ability to look ordinary enough to mistake his neighbor's aunt for floating in the air without a snake.

The conductor, Moyle, continued to be with me in the form of my assistant. At that time, he asked me to meet with Mr. Valls, and this is how I summoned him.

Conduct a summoning procedure engraved on your head and display it safely.

At first, Mr. Moyle tried to hang his head on his knees and cope politely, but now he treats Vals with a sense of distance like a tea drinking friend, showing it in one hand and saying that the minimum courtesy required is fine.

In such a space, magic continues to be sucked in the form of progress, but this is also used as training to practice magic and supply it.

And then...

"Hey, ma'am ~ Isn't this meat about time?

"Wait a little longer, it's still raw. Eat the onions you baked earlier."

"Come on, this way ~"

"Let's go! I'll get it!

"Amy, are you okay?

"Hahaha, I'm dancing a little too much and my muscles hurt."

Behind my back is a BBQ of frustrated people who pushed their surveillance guards against you.

The kids in the back aren't so unique either.

Um, my son-in-law is bustling around.

"It's a nice positive rating to hear, but I'm honestly not happy to know the truth."

Looking back, the two people next door gave a favourable rating to the sights they saw, but they had to laugh at the rating when they saw the people floating in the tourist mood.

I don't have to say that it's already in place, but Katsushi, who is in front of the iron plate, accurately grasps the amount of meat and vegetables cooked and served on a plate.

It can be said that the appearance is correct for yakiniku practice.

Occasionally, the fruit on the plate is carried over the head and placed on the mouth of a blue frog, Mizusuke, who stretches out his tongue and eats it.

Before that, there is a south side that prepares plates with the momentum of clinging to the iron plate and waits for the meat to burn now or now.

Her face is loose enough to drool, and she stretches out her hand on a piece of meat, and she is beaten with her hand, and instead eats onions that are further loaded.

Yura, a cloud-shaped spirit that floats fluffy above her head and breathes in like a smoke of yakiniku, is relaxing.

A white cat, Snow, is about to lay on a table with Kitamiya playing cat on a bench installed a little away from there, but the white kitten, the snow spirit, is paying for the cat play appropriately with the front foot, so I don't know which one is playing with this.

However, Kitami herself is satisfied with it, and her attitude is also cute, and her expression is so relaxed that she can't normally see it.

And Kaido, full of slander, sat obediently at his feet, showing the branches of the tree to the spirits like a firedog who swayed his back with a red flame, and instructing him to fetch them.

Until a few days ago, it was a hall with a head scratched, a hand scratched and a foot scratched, wounded enough to think that there was no scratched spot, but it finally won the stickiness and, oh, it formed a subordination relationship.

The thrown branch, which is such a subordinate communication, was good up to the point where it was caught in the air, but as soon as the Spirit of Fire Hayate sucked on it, it lit and burned, I hurriedly took it to my master, but the branch carburized, and the spirits whose ears were hanging down stroked and comforted by the kaido.

Finally, speaking of Amelia as a sign of vitality, she is lying on her back on a bench that is separate from the Kitamiya and heals her body.

I didn't get injured, I didn't get sick.

The excitement of being able to contract with the spirits, rather than dancing all day long, the contracted spirits, a small animal with light green fur like a squirrel and a cat divided by two, and Win were playing with me, so I just couldn't move with my body muscle pain.

The key contract spirits seem tougher than Amelia and are still flying around her energetically.

Looking at such a peaceful sight, I spilled a bitter smile and put my gaze back.

Normally, I would go into that sight, but I can't feel that way right now.

……

"Son-in-law."

You seem to be running away from work, but now you want me to use that excuse only, and you fool around with your feelings that you don't feel like playing, and engage in work.

"What?" What?

Mr. Moyle quietly calls me like that.

"Do you care what I said the other day?

"... if you don't care, you're lying."

I spilled a bitter smile on my stepgrandfather, who was convinced that I was in a bad mood.

Kelly told me that the man was safely escorted to HQ.

A dedicated team of supervisors will take care of it from there.

First of all, I heard that it will come from full-scale treatment and equipment investigation, but how far can I get information?

In the process, the demon sword disturbance in the dungeon will probably end with this.

But it will not lead to a fundamental solution.

Originally, I didn't think that everything would be solved by this incident, and I didn't expect it.

……

The problem has not been solved, but it has improved.

However, I can't say I'm glad that it left a moody feeling in my heart.

I am aware that I am neither omnipotent nor genius.

Still, the point that I think we could have done a little better was in this project, no, I saw that crazy, reassuring man and thought so.

Probably the same Japanese whose existence was almost forgotten by my colleague's tester, the Magic Sword.

I understand that this emotion comes from arrogant sympathy.

This may be hypocrisy.

"... hmm?

But I also feel fundamentally different.

From my thoughts that I don't know what I'm dissatisfied with, I feel the feeling of pulling up from between my eyebrows.

"There are wrinkles between my eyebrows ~ I wonder if I can relax a little more, my contractor. Here, I've made you some tea. Drink it."

I wanted to erase it because I saw something I didn't like, and when I thought deeply about it, there was no grease and pain, but I still pressed my forehead a little strongly.

The person who did it offered me a cup of water in an attitude like an aunt who took care of her relatives' children in an attempt to solve their problems.

It was the same thing that was offered when the contract was made.

If you gently put the tea in your mouth that is sweet from the fragrance and reassuring somewhere, you can afford to think that you were thinking of something extra.

"Ho-ho, is it hard for your son-in-law to think too much?

"Yeah, maybe. I understand that you don't have to carry everything, but..."

"Isn't that good? I'm a human being."

Even though reason knew it wasn't my fault, I felt guilty somewhere in my heart.

Do I regret it?

"Mr. Valls."

"Don't worry. Isn't that what human beings do, who live with finite lives? You can stop if you want to walk again."

Does pressing the glue and forehead again mean that there were wrinkles between the eyebrows?

Or is it that you are worried, as the words indicate?

The two elderly gently, as if they were chewing it apart, talk slowly to make it easier to swallow the facts this time, and the mind and head are sorted out.

"I'm sorry, thank you."

In the most calm atmosphere of recent times, a word of gratitude came out of my mouth.

"What, until I went out with a little tea?"

"Yeah, I was just enjoying my boring time."

They said they only took care of him while accepting his feelings.

I don't think this feeling will allow me to stare at me from another perspective.

After slowly nodding to the two of you, you can still remember that time by meditating in your eyes.

But now I could see the sight one step back.

"It came off, it came off, it came off."

The expression of the man mixed with joy and relief and disturbed his emotions like madness.

Every time I remembered that face, I felt guilty.

However, I understood what I felt other than guilt when I calmed down and looked back at my feelings.

That's frustrating.

"... Kuka"

Oh.

Hoo.

It was a smile that came to mind, but I was prompted to push my back when it was going well for my neighbors.

I see. Am I frustrated?

That man was sent in to sabotage our workplace.

Whatever the intent, there is someone who has festivitized that man to be our enemy.

Oh, that's it.

"Oh, yeah, you can't just admit it this way."

"Looks like my son-in-law blew it out."

"I guess so. I think you should be more masculine."

"Thank you for your concern."

"What, if you solved it within your son-in-law, there's no problem with this old bone?"

"Well, I guess the other kids will be a little bit tougher.

It is synonymous with being trampled on one's territory.

Besides, the other person seems to have a lot of hobbies, his hands aren't dirty, and he procured dirty hands from among us.

Oh, I see, I see.

Is that so?

I remember this feeling.

It's the same as when the Conductor aroused feelings in the depths.

This emotion is anger.

Among the feelings of joy and sorrow in Japan, the feeling that is most avoided and the closest to you.

I thought the moody feeling came from the guilt that I thought I had failed, but apparently it was different.

Looking gently at the back again, I have a companion who enjoys peace.

The sight convinces me of this emotion.

"It feels so good to know what to do."

Yes, when I declare, the two of you should try as much as you can, and the old smile will come to me.

"Yes, I'm going to make you regret giving me the next one."

Oh, that's a simple answer.

I thought if I had been one of those crazy smiles.

And if you warn me of my immaturity, relieved that the victim was not one of us, anxiety about the next, and even dirty my place, everyone will be angry.

Now I understand that the mixed emotions were empty.

And the moya behind me, whose emotional direction was set, cleared up.

Yeah, I don't know how long it's gonna be, but if the day comes when I'm going to fall behind.

"No mercy."

One word today.

Because there was nothing, it was only a theory of results, such as good.