Entering a Company From Another World!?

It's almost Golden Week, and the internal air is rising a little bit.

To be precise, we dungeon testers are floating.

Large holidays in the general public.

Newcomers also joined the company, underwent rigorous training and took a well-organized vacation in the area where they wanted to take a break.

I hear things that you can hear anywhere if you just listen to me and say that you want to go on a trip, that you want to relax, or that you want to go home again.

The average age is also young.

It's the best time to play.

Thanks to the training, the money will come together.

Then the story of using it to do something comes to mind naturally.

Speaking of which, it's Hands.

"Hmm? What is it?"

"What do you guys do for Golden Week?

If you hear such a pleasant story, you'll wonder what other worlds are like.

And the opportunity just happens to come.

Hands of the giant pushing our party room to finish an inspection of the ore trees the company did and show us where the evolved ore trees came from when they got back to us.

The human-made room was narrow for the giant Hands, who managed to twist the giant into the crowd. He ran his eyes bloody and asked him to show them the atmosphere that was going to kill people.

No, it was the tone I was asking for, but it was more than half a threat.

This is how I brought him to his shop and workshop to calm him down.

Fortunately, I didn't plan to attack the dungeon today and finished it with a report. If I had time, I would try to work out a plan for the southern clan, so if there was no problem, there would be no problem.

"Gourdhhhhhhh?

"Would that pronunciation be a little more native?"

"Shut up, so? What's the matter with you?"

However, it was not easy to keep an important partner, no matter how friendly he was, but he was cautioned when he stepped into the workshop behind the shop saying, unfortunately, that he should not touch the principle.

Besides, Hands, who asked me to show him the mineral tree, was very busy checking on my partner.

Sitting on a chair with its back and gazing at it, it's useless.

I tried to shake off the conversation at least.

"I'm telling you it's going to be a big holiday in Japan. We're not gonna do that much, but the other testers are gonna do a lot of things. Nature and this shopping arcade will be free, right? I wondered what would happen to the other handsome people."

Beginning with a sword, the eyes of the mineral tree are serious while carefully moving the huge hand that is carefully commensurate with the pattern, core and giant body.

I wondered if I could put water in such a place, but Hands didn't look upset and opened his mouth without looking at us subtly.

"Come on, it's not the same as usual. Strike the iron, even the sword, and put it out to the store. Instead, we'll make you worried you're gonna be all right with so much rest."

"After all, they say the Japanese work too much."

"Really? I don't know how many Japanese you work for. I don't know how much time to rest. Instead of going on an adventure in the long run, the Adventurers will come back and rest for as long as they deserve, but at least as long as civilians hear, they'll fall asleep sick or spend the New Year's holidays."

Hands answered my question, questioning my habits, not to mention business.

I see. I nod.

Certainly, from our Japanese perspective, it is quite natural to use holidays like these.

So I don't often wonder why there is Golden Week.

Instead, the feeling that you are glad to be here may affect you, and such questions may not arise.

However, Hans' arguments can also be understood by the knowledge and experience gained since joining the company.

First of all, the working environment is different between Japan and the other world.

Japan uses weekly holidays and a different world where there is basically no fixed holiday.

Secondly, differences in cultural consciousness.

And thirdly.

Is that so? I thought the Giant would die if he didn't build a weapon. "

"You're always wrong. We Giants make a living by making weapons, armor, farm tools, all year round, but we're not doing this because our hands are clever."

"What?

"Making weapons is worth living for me."

The specificity of the species.

Attention varies from individual to individual, but in the case of different worlds, there is a distinctive and common attachment for each race.

For giants, weaponry is like that.

"It gets worse, but does it feel like I have a hobby every day?

"I wasn't wrong. Sometimes I think so, too."

"Honestly?

"It's more interesting than making weapons!

"That's not what happened on the day those freaky weapons were made."

"Ugh! That's romantic!!

"The romantic price is too high."

In many cases, the people belonging to the Demon King Army work on a daily basis and live well and have fun.

So there is no need to rest, and this shop is probably open for Golden Week.

When it comes to holidays and holidays, it's just that I want to enjoy a special event called a festival.

That's just the difference.

The man in front of me who yells "Romance" is asking me a question about what to take for granted.

"I'm just talking about weapons 24/7, and I'm wondering what's going on with your giant romance. In a racially prosperous sense."

When I hear such stories, I wonder if such hobbyist species can prosper well.

It is a common story for humans to make a home out of their hobbies.

Then the giants who threw their full throw at you went there and asked directly how they were doing.

Ah?

"That's why you giants are asking what you think about your family."

"Nothing. It's normal. There's no such thing as a dark elf, nor is there a need for strong blood like a demon."

"Ho ho."

That's right.

No matter how artisanal a giant is, you have as much desire.

If you get hungry, you eat, and if you fall asleep, you sleep.

"Well, there's something stubborn about us. When you propose, you hit each other with all your might."

"Stubborn is a physical story. Scary Giant."

But that's the other world. The romantic situation is not a straight line.

I knew demons wanted strong men, but what kind of giant are they?

But Hands said he didn't want a strong guy.

"Why beat each other to propose? I think we can do it more peacefully."

"Stupid bastard, you're quick to tell me how much you like your opponent."

"Power equals love. Stupid, stupid, stupid! Check the word stubbornness again!!

"Whatever you're saying, it doesn't matter how hard they hit you. Why are you beaten up by someone you like?"

"No, I mean, a beating."

"Seize the opponent's full strength, grasp the power of his fist, and gently beat him back. Gentleman's common sense in giants."

"Can you agree even if you are stunned by common sense? Stubborn is literally stubborn. Endurance equals love!

"Giants are famous for being the most nostalgic of all races."

"I bet! Physically, I can forgive most of them."

I'm afraid of the giants, because they're actually masochists. Why don't you show me your aesthetic pro wrestling?

And I thought again as I sidetracked my thoughts.

"I've never heard of you, but do you have a wife?

"I'm here, boke. I have three kids."

"Oh, is that so? But is that okay? Didn't you stop your wife from coming to this other world?

Regardless of how you propose, I understand that you normally have a family with a giant.

I may go beyond the bounds of being a father soon, but I work to gather information that may be helpful if the day comes.

"Oh, you didn't realize that?"

"Didn't you notice?

"Oh, there's my daughter's shop where you bought the armor."

What?

"The clerk must have had two sons."

"By the way, what about your wife?

"I'm not here right now, but we usually build weapons together."

"Are you coming out of your family?"

Well... You can leave it at home and go alone, but family is the best thing to do. "

The flow of information gathering shows that Hands' mouth is gently loose.

Somehow it looked tough, but I knew that I was taking care of my family.

Unlike the serious eye I saw earlier, the mineral tree also looks soft.

"Well, this is it. I'm sorry. Let me see your sword."

"Never mind, I've always looked after you."

After the observation, Hands politely polishes the mineral tree and returns it to me.

You received it and maintained it. I thought I was used to it because I've been doing it regularly, but I'm still no match for professional tricks.

Standing from a chair that was sitting trying to move forward with today's schedule by putting a clean mineral tree in the back holder.

Speaking of which, Jiro, do you know?

"You don't know what you know without a subject. What's wrong with you?

"No, I've only heard rumors, but I've heard there's a woman who's been talking to a lot of people lately."

Woman, are you talking about Nan?

"That's not such a sexy story."

While cleaning up the maintenance tools, Hands provided me with information about whether this was a chat or not.

"I also heard about it from a colleague I know. Thank you for asking me for help. I'm a dungeon tester, so listen to me. He can't refuse either. The woman says she's meeting with each other to attack the dungeon efficiently? He's talking because he's trying to make it."

Listening to Hans, his eyebrows move.

Mutual aid societies and hands-on colleagues are weapons dealers or protective equipment dealers.

I'm trying to get help there.

The destination of the movement eccentrically wears with the movement contemplated in the South.

Then I remembered the face of the woman who had been chased back the other day.

Do you know her name?

"Ah? I don't know. I'm just being told I have a strange person. Evia didn't have anything to do with it, and the guy I knew refused to cooperate with me if I had permission."

Though speculative, there is something strangely convincing.

It is rare to think of the same thing.

However, there are only a limited number of people who have the ability to act on it.

Only one person who joins this company and becomes a dungeon tester can do it as far as I can think of.

And I have a slightly unpleasant feeling that you realize the value.

"Well, I'd like to hear more about it, but where can I hear it?

"The weapon shop next to the three, what is it? Is there a problem?

No, the better the hunch, the more intuitive it is to reschedule today.

Go to Information Collection.

When my atmosphere changed, I stopped working and turned my face towards me.

"I hope it won't be a problem. For now."

Long live worries.

But if the person I imagine is acting like I imagined, it means he's moving quite a grey zone.

At a time when the main focus is on getting stronger, there are people who act like roots.

I laughed bitterly at Hands, who was stunned by my rhetoric.

"It's just my worries."

"Well, if you want to talk to people around here, just give me my name."

Oh, what a strange service today.

I wonder if it's going to make money or let you escape.

He's as honest as ever.

"That's what we're giants for."

I left the familiar shop behind.

One word today.

Don't worry, if you can find out, we'll do it right away.