Entering a Company From Another World!?

It must have been a tougher atmosphere just now.

But the purple electricity we emitted seems to have ruined our calculations.

"The spiritual flow has changed, what the hell is going on!

"Hostile attack!! Don't you see? What are the guards doing?

"Restore the ritual. Hurry! We can still make it back!

Most of them are obsessive.

Apparently, there are different rational faces here than elsewhere, and as we have this conversation, the information comes in little by little.

Even so, it's all about what to do about what comes in because of the disturbance.

Information on what was at stake is hard to come by.

It may be good to have someone who talks quite conveniently at times like this, but this time it doesn't seem to work like this.

"I can't help it. Just follow my mother's instructions."

Do you want me to set this up?

It was the task given to me and my mother to disturb the venue and buy time until Mr. Kiroe stepped into the venue with all the people.

My mother was content to suppress us both, but unfortunately I didn't have to take the lead in the work.

If the effort is minimal, it will never be exceeded.

I still have nothing to do.

"Situation! Ngu!?"

Alone first.

From shade to shade.

Compared to the place where monsters with superior five senses spread in the dungeon, it is surprisingly easy to go into hiding now that there is a shield and attention is distracted even in a slightly open place.

Normally, surveillance networks that are vigilant are also confused by the shelling just now.

Besides, there's less mechanical surveillance behind these woods.

I was also wary of monitoring technologies such as Yin Yang Shi, an ancient Japanese fantasy element that I was concerned about, and spells, but most of them were disabled in the first strike.

That's why it's so noisy, but thanks to this, these undercover abductions are possible.

"... but why do these secret rituals have so many strange costumes?"

There seems to be a quote in the cartoons for a black suit or a bizarre costume, but it doesn't seem to go out of the way here.

I jumped out of the shadow and dragged him into the shadow where he was hiding before he came into sight.

All you have to do is calmly tighten and drop the man who is in a hurry, rip off his clothes, bite the monkey, tie his limbs, and you're done.

I put on the cloth that was nearby, but even if there was a campfire nearby, there was a man who felt like I shouldn't leave him in the winter forest.

The clothes in my hand are close to yukata, but thick clothes like jackets.

At least I don't want to use it for everyday wear. It's an ethnic color scheme that seems to be worn by cosplayers.

There was a pattern depicting a strange animal on the surface.

I wonder if our usual outfits are similar. I see the other thing in my hand with a bitter smile.

"Is this... a cow?

Then there is a face painted like a cow painted with red paint on the white surface.

The old man who appeared before stripping it is a middle-aged man who seems to be everywhere.

Looking back, everybody wore a picture of an animal.

At first, I thought it was meant to hide my face.

"Fuck! What the hell are they doing?!

I don't know! More importantly, pigs have to move at times like this!!

"They're more snakes than they are!! Surveillance must be their job!!

Seems different.

I feel someone approaching, and I try to hide aggressively and listen.

Apparently there's a role to play with you.

As far as I can hear, Tatsuo plays a security role, pigs are similar, and snakes are detectives.

If it comes in that stream, all the dried animals will come out and play a role in the face of this cow.

Then it would be convenient to use that meaning if you sneak in.

"It's colorful anyway."

If you look closely at the faces that gave me that information, it looks like a monkey, it looks like a sheep, and it looks like a bird.

They're all yellow, but I wonder if that pattern is a ritual necessity.

"... are you going to look into it?"

It seems like we need to look into that, but to be honest, gathering that information from now on is cumbersome, hassle-free and time-consuming.

But it is also a necessary occasion.

Then.

"In the meantime, if we find a different mask, we can drag it in."

Just do it.

I think it would have been more convenient to have my mother wrapped around anyway, and I am acting with patience again.

In the meantime, is that a snake?

All the buildings in this place are tent-shaped.

Arranged outside to surround the square, it is not as wide as a radius of 50 meters.

In the middle, there is some sort of bundle, and it is visible that there is something under it.

I'd like to get into the middle of it, but why do you need a costume for that?

Once back in the woods, I discover a figure looking for something.

"Guha!?

"No, brother, when you move, you have to move in pairs, or you'll be suppressed like this. Next time, I'll use it as a reference."

The movement is amateur.

Movement that you don't think you will do something about.

Just a move to find something in the dark clouds.

The duck is carrying the leeks.

Then it's easy to move around.

For a moment, pebbles are thrown into the bushes on the opposite side, and if you make a noise and guide your gaze, you will create an unprotected back in this way.

Afterwards, he attacked from behind, pressed his mouth, pulled it into the darkness, and tightened it down.

After a little resistance, you skip your consciousness and peel off your mask, and now you'll see a young man in his twenties.

What kind of connections were the men, the three people we were talking to, the age groups sparsely?

I don't think I can help but wonder, and now I do what I have to do.

Well, that's two clothes, but I don't think it's going to work alone.

I also brought the face of the cow just now, but how meaningful is this cow's snake?

"... the colours are different. Does animal change color?

And I'm worried about the painting as well as the color.

This young man was wearing a black snake on his face.

Normally speaking, it is a connection that the colors are determined for each animal, but in that case, I don't think it is necessary to divide the animals into roles.

Besides, there is no explanation for the three pairs who had the same colour even though the animals were different.

Those three had a reciprocal conversation in the atmosphere.

derived from it.

"... class?

There are many fatal parts of the environment called dungeon that are not good for observation eyes.

Specifically, the monster's traits, that's what I have to observe and find in the avant-garde search for weaknesses.

The weakness makes the strategy easier and, above all, the danger is reduced.

Thanks to this, I started paying attention to casual features.

Differentiate by color, that's it.

After guessing again, the crown is twelve floors in the order of twelve branches, so called the twelve branches, inferred from the animals earlier, and the rank predicted from red and black.

The twelfth floor of the crown has a rank from the Five Lines theory, starting with the lowest black and the highest purple.

It means that it is divided.

I think it has something to do with Yin and Yang Masters.....

If this assumption were true, the red class of this cow would be quite the top.

"Ha, is it good luck or bad luck? Is it necessary to hurry up?"

What happens to my men if I accidentally catch a high-ranking official and the high-ranking official goes missing?

The answer is obviously to look around.

Then you can't use the face of this cow.

How can you use such a high-ranking equipment to get into trouble?

"Now, let's get the other one."

If that's the case, perhaps there is still someone searching the surrounding area, abandoning the cow's gear as if it had escaped into the woods and moving in another direction.

And then...

"Highh!?

Find the presence that is acting alone again and take it out in the same way.

"What you're doing is in a horror movie."

When you suddenly drag yourself into the darkness from where you think there's nothing, you look behind and there's no one you've been with until now.

Speaking of shadows sneaking out of the dark, it's a word that could be used in horror movie trailers and terraps.

Both the actions and the spooky forest scenario are stupid.

In order to switch consciousness about what you are thinking in a place called Aokigahara Tree Sea, where the atmosphere of spookiness seems to suit you, I will tighten this person in my arm and lose consciousness for the time being.

Then perform a third person process to confirm the surface.

The pattern of snakes there, the color is black.

If I'm right, it's on the bottom.

And when I achieve my purpose, I run to my mother.

On the way back to the woods where Mom was hiding, she glanced at the surveillance.

I feel a sign for a moment and send a hand sign in the direction that I feel.

"It's late, Jiro."

Besides thinking, it's a hassle.

Then my mother came down from the tree.

"You got what you wanted, didn't you?

"I got it, but... is this it?

Originally, I was supposed to steal the costume and infiltrate it, but I don't feel like I need to disguise it as a lurking sensation.

That's why he talks while showing a convenient side to hide his face in a yukata-like costume that is not suitable for combat.

Well done, then I'll get dressed.

"I don't know, how are you going to take the bomb? There's nowhere to hide it."

It's a costume that tells you that you'll find out if you have swelling from looking at it.

I can't hide how thick my clothes are.

"It's okay. Don't trust your mother."

She said that and tried to put her hands on her clothes in order to change with a smile.

Jiro.

Ah.

The expression that I was laughing at just now suddenly tightens.

"Did you screw up?

"Maybe. I'm sorry."

"Hey, I'm responsible for the greed. I don't care."

Were you noticed by the man who first tightened it down, or searched the area beforehand?

I just know.

Looks like we're surrounded.

Ah.

The siege doesn't seem to be complete, but the temptation to miss our target is coming through.

And it looks like you're picking me up.

"Trouble."

The muzzle sparkled and I saw him pointing at us.

It seems that my mother is not going to move around in this crossfire either.

Looks like they're trying to narrow the siege and catch us.

"Should I get caught honestly?

"If you promise me you'll get caught after that, I'll try not to."

I see.

If you can tell after you've been caught, you're exhaling in your heart.

"Are you ready?

"This is what happens after all."

"I don't hate you. What about you?

Unfortunately.

Drop your knees.

Smiles and laughs.

I'm your mother's son.

We run simultaneously, regardless of timing.

"I'm having fun!

"Ahahaha! That's good!

To the center of the square.

My mom, who smiles happily, doesn't just say it's a souvenir, but when she throws something behind her back, she operates her phone.

"Come on! Let's go economically!!

It was going to explode.

Behind us is chaos.

And we stormed the Ritual Square with the blast behind us.

One word today.

Don't get used to it.