Entering a Company From Another World!?

Hot, just slightly hot.

I've traded magic for ore trees before, but this is the first time I've done this.

You're tasting something different than before, because of that "something", your body feels like it can burn.

And yet, what you hear from your body is an explosive numbness.

I can't think of anything like torture in pain.

No, your thoughts are shredded by the pain.

I just have to feel the pain.

However, we have no choice but to produce sounds out of our throats that are not languages.

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I can hear a sound.

But I don't recognize it.

This body is supposed to be made up of magic, but there is no pain from the toes of the feet to the top of the head as if the living body were being burned.

And above all,

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Something's wrong with me.

No, I'm sure it's strange at a time of general pain, but the barely recognizable sensation keeps screaming that it's still abnormal.

You feel something eating you in hot, burning pain.

Each cell is replaced by something, and something is preying on me to create the space to replace it.

Doubts cannot arise about what happens.

It seems that my body has been forcibly rebuilt, forcing me to enjoy the pain irrespective of my will, and it's becoming increasingly vague what I was doing.

"Jiro! Behind you!"

Suddenly, in that pain, the vision and hearing were restarted, as if the bumps and the video were connected.

It was as if the temporary work was over, and all of a sudden information was supplied.

Her ears picked up someone's voice and her eyes, which had stopped moving, grabbed a huge pupil.

What happened? What happened? What's coming?

The body was moving on its own before such a question passed its head.

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A strange voice coming out of the back of your throat.

Then, his body jumped up with a gaze, and he waved his right hand to his left hand.

No tricks, just violence.

The destructive power generated by such violence is usually nothing serious.

If it had been a dragon, it wouldn't have been a big deal.

"Shh."

Again.

I picked up another noise.

I pick up a murmured word from my ear to say it's impossible, I recognize it as a sound, I don't understand its meaning, and I take the action.

I thought it was my left hand. I held down my painful forehead while putting noise into my vision with my "intact" arm, and I saw the result of the beating.

The jaw bones were broken, and the bones of the lower mouth were coming off.

What is it, man?

What the hell happened?

My body is still hot. My body is still painful.

However, the pain gradually grew worse.

Instead, the heart sounds loud.

Your ears are ringing and your headache is getting worse.

I want my heart to shut up.

Driven by such an impulse, but more than that, I'm overwhelmed.

My body is light.

The headache continues, the body remains hot and painful, the heart is loud, the vision is unstable, and the ears don't pick up the sound accurately.

I know instinctively that now is the best time to be healthy.

"Kaha"

Someone thinks it's crazy.

Jiro?

I can hear someone.

But it's not that far.

The remnants of the memory that this place is dangerous now shout, "Kill the enemy."

This voice is not an enemy.

Then where are the enemies?

Oh, I see.

"... Katsu-kun, I'm leaving."

"Kae-san!? But!"

"Don't worry! Jiro is crazy!

The bones that get up while repairing the chin and broken jaw are "enemies".

Small signs go away, but you don't have to worry about it, I think it's convenient.

Why would you do that?

Well, that's fine.

The enemy must be killed.

It's easy.

The opponent is just a "huge" collection of bones.

Loosely, hold what you hold in your hand with both hands, not just your right.

He's as loud as a heart.

The red roots are entangled in my right arm.

It's hot in there, but I can't help it.

Now, there are more people to beat than that.

"Kaha"

Why do you laugh every time you open your mouth?

Well, you'll feel better and this pain will be a little better.

Ah.

I didn't know if I could make a sound with a burnt throat, but I could do it naturally.

Step forward with that voice.

My leg moves, but it hurts.

My arm moves, but it hurts.

My vision... well, are you okay? Sometimes I lose my color.

My ears are a little distant.

I can never say that the current condition is good and I think it should be bad.

"I don't feel like losing."

I should have felt something else about the dragon in front of me just now, but now I feel different.

We need to make sure of that.

"Come on, let's go.

Doesn't your body work?

No, it's not.

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Is there room for power? Does your body feel different? I should have moved my body as usual.

Even though I was only trying to run a little, the opponent stopped and reached the root of one neck.

Well, look, it looks like it can be slashed... I'll slay it.

Shake the weapon in your hand to the side and cut off the fat neck, which is more than one meter long.

"Oh, can't you just cut it off?"

However, I can't just cut my neck by watching it move independently.

This time I move my legs with the intention of moving faster than before.

My body was only a little weak.

Then, the stiff area became hot and painful, and when I noticed it, it stopped hurting.

In the meantime, he was in front of the dragon's face that had been cut off.

I'm sure he sensorially ran up his neck.....

Still, was it this late?

Well, look.

If the opponent is slow, there is no problem.

Now I shake it three times just to cut my face with my right hand.

Once vertically, once to the right and once to the left.

That alone caused my face to fall apart.

………

I have no emotion.

It's just work, it hurts inside the body, but there's no sense of accomplishment.

I don't have the joy I've felt just now.

So what do we do?

"Finish."

Let's get this over with.

This battle.

How do I end this?

Cut off all the necks?

Should I just cut my torso and fly it?

Well, look.

Cut it all down.

One of the free falling bones is scaffolded and emptied to cut the torso first.

If you scaffold the chopped one, it will arrive in no time.

Even so, your body is hot.

Gradually, you're losing your senses.

Well, look.

Slash it and it's over.

Shake it vertically, oh, can you cut it even deeper?

Then why don't you add some magic to it?

I'm in the way.

I couldn't cut myself once, so I got stuck in my neck and bounced off, but I'm fine.

Perhaps that's why the impression just came to my mouth.

And I'll let the red roots suck on my magic with the feeling that I can't do what I just said.

Doc and I will get back to you.

Feel it. Oh, now it's time to hang up.

Yes, there is no basis for convincing and rushing forward.

Break through the wind wall and slash the disturbing neck in front of the opponent.

The front is like a white wall, and in order to cut it, I will now hold it firmly in the upper stage... and swing it down.

No sound, just the feeling of being cut, convinced that the other person's life had stopped, I slowly looked back and walked.

Wherever my strength disappeared, I stretched my neck to attack me with a weak motion, but I returned to my bones at a distance of one meter.

What was the struggle just now? Thinking with a vague head, something runs from the front.

There are five people.

You seem to be in a hurry. What happened?

There are no enemies.

It's clear from the signs.

They're not enemies, so we need to hurry.....

"Hmm!?

While you're thinking like that, there's a big headache with Zukin and a noise in your vision.

Noise runs through the visual footage as if it were a broken TV.

I thought, "What is this?" I tried to hold my head with my left hand, but my vision was darkened so that I could hear the pudding.

"Senpai!!

"Jiro!

"Leader!"

Ah, Kaido, Kitami, Minami, so Awatete, Doboshi, Tan.....

And wake up.

"... that's a familiar ceiling."

"Of course, you went to the hospital many times. You must be familiar."

"... Mr. Evia?

"Oh, yeah."

Nice white ceiling you recognize.

And from that sight, I realized instantly that I had been taken to a medical facility.

It was Evia who opened the curtains alongside such thoughts and emerged from them.

"How are you feeling?

"Ah, there's no wonder or fatigue. It would be helpful if you treated me well."

………

I felt worried again, and I thought I had to apologize to Suela and Kaido, but there was no abnormality when I woke up and moved my body lightly.

Rather it is lighter than usual.

Have the medical staff here finally gotten used to my treatment? Answer Evia's question, thinking that she was not lucky.

However, her expression became more steep than it was before it cleared.

I wonder if your upper body is safe or your lower body is safe. I'm anxious to move the body under the futon, and both of you move normally.

Jiro, listen to me.

Without changing her expression, Evia opens her mouth indifferently.

"You are no longer human."

Huh?

"To be precise, it would be more accurate to say that you are no longer half human, but I don't think you can call someone who has spoiled so much."

She raised her beautiful eyebrows and read out the medical record she would have received from the doctor.

"We did the tests, but we didn't treat the injury. Everything is healed by self-healing. When Kaido and the others rushed you into this room, your body was already fully healed. Even though the feedback from the magic body back to the living body would have had a considerable impact."

"What do you mean?

I must have knocked Pile Riglet down and wounded both hands.

I understand better than anyone that the damage at that time is not enough to heal with one or two potions.

Is the injury healed?

Wherever I am, when I follow my memory, I realize that there is a part of my memory that is broken.

When did I fall?

When you hit Pile Riglet?

No, there was severe pain at that time, but there was certainly consciousness.

You're not going to lose your mind.

However, the memory was fuzzy afterwards.

"According to Kaido's reports, you screamed as soon as you grabbed the ore tree. He seemed to have endured the pain. The pain was felt for a few seconds, and when the Dragon King was about to be attacked by the Sinskar Dragon, it was defeated and then crushed. They said your movements were just an anomaly."

"Anomaly?"

"He said he couldn't catch up with his eyes. I don't think I can pull that much power from your current strength. This is what I did when I tested the mineral tree because I thought it triggered something."

Without going into it, she gently presents the medical record to me.

It's like a copy, it's written in a description for me to understand, and when I look at the items that show blood, there's a red line drawn there, and I'm surprised to see what's cautioned about underneath.

"Dragon blood?

"Yes, it's something humans can never have by mistake. It's in you somehow."

Was there a dragon in my blood?

Looking back at my mother's family line and my father's family line, I can't think of a dragon's name.

Mineral trees are the cause.

"Mineral trees?

"Oh, I honestly still can't believe this is happening. Although it is true that there is still an unknown part of the mineral tree, I have never heard of giving dragon blood to the bearer."

When Evia asked me to turn around and look at the next part of the medical record, a brief report was attached.

"I'm sorry, but I kept the ore tree that was wrapped around your arm. This happened, and I had to do a lot of research, and in the course of that test, I was able to identify two types of dragon blood that were very similar to yours."

"? What do you mean?

"I'm not sure. Naturally, there are no past examples. From here on out, it's based on the results of the tests that researchers and blacksmiths said. Your mineral tree has sucked your own blood, created dragon blood from your blood, and poured it into your body."

"Hah!? Is that possible!?

"I told you there were no examples in the past. However, the Ore Tree was originally a substitute for any sword. It can also be a holy sword or a magic sword. If you think about it, it's possible because it's happening in real life."

"But I was a magical body then, wasn't I? It shouldn't affect the actual body."

"The idea is roughly correct, but to correct one thing, it's just to undo the magically reconstructed body as it exits the dungeon. See? The changes apply to the original body, otherwise your stats won't grow."

Evia explains that things like injuries are adjusted to heal when they occur, but I can see that something terrible has happened to my body just because I am not panicking.

"... there is a case where a person who took the blood of a dragon in the past suffered a rejection reaction and died. But in your case, you must have been safe because you created the blood of the dragon with your own blood. Because it is my own blood, I can adapt to some extent even if I put it back. It was under these two conditions that the body reinforced by the magic crest and the blood that it produced could have had a slight recoil. So far, the strange part of the test is the body reinforced by the blood."

Evia put a mirror in front of her as if it reassured her that she was upset inside.

Looking into the mirror, I was there as usual.

"We still need to run some tests, but I'll be able to get you out of the hospital tomorrow if there's no problem, so I'll let Suela know. Rest easy today."

"Yes"

Reassured of that, Evia tried to leave, telling me to go back to work with a sigh, but stopped at the curtain.

"Mr. Evia? Is something wrong?

"... Jiro"

"Yes"

"I'm glad you're okay."

In one word, I realized that you were worried about me, even if you were persevering.

Sorry to trouble you.

"Answer me like it's a little more crushed, anyway."

Looking back slightly, I saw Evia's expression and said it again.

"I'm sorry for worrying, and thank you for worrying, Evia."

"... ufu, isn't it bad to throw it away?"

Hearing the words, she drifted away.

And I fell asleep in bed with my boss.

"... a human quit."

I had no regrets when I left the company, but I was a little shocked at this time.

One word today.

If I can say I'm glad I'm okay, I'm fine.