I Kinda Came to Another World, but Where’s the Way Home?

In the city where the orange sounds came, there is a large building, like a castle in the kingdom of Grandir, like a guild.

In it, people who stood at the top of the city and responded to residents' opinions and grievances, as well as policies such as collecting taxes, sat in an arrogant manner.

When I take a few pieces of paperwork in front of me, I laugh with my nose and tear it away. Torn away. It was an opinion from a resident living in the city, but he just kicked his ass saying he wasn't even interested.

The woman who stood behind it picks it up a little too bad.

"Commander Orba... Are you sure?

And put an inquiry into the man for it. It is never acceptable to ignore the opinions of the city's inhabitants and conduct policies as conveniently as possible.

But when a man snorts with a hun, he answers it.

"Good, I'm not free enough to hang out with an elephant who can't pay taxes either. Besides, this city is under the protection of the Kingdom of Grandir... it's natural to pay more for it than it is protected by that force, isn't it?

"... excuse me"

"Totally...... I've been working in this position for years too, but I just need to let go of people who can arouse it because of the slightly higher taxes. Those who cannot pay will be punished, it will be a natural dish... don't bother my hand once and for all"

So whining, he takes the glass he kept beside him and stirs the liquor all at once.

But when he drinks it up, he sighs with disgruntled expressions.

"It tastes bad, and when grievances are solicited every day every day, the alcohol in the corner tastes bad too... do you eliminate those who complain of grievances first...?

With that said, I get blue muscles in a tone that I think I'm half serious about.

"So what happened to that fallen aristocrat fucking kid?

"… is currently searching"

"What? How long have you been doing this? It's about catching one fucking kid. Go ahead. You can't use it."

The man called Orba, who brings up the subject of a separate matter, the woman replied that is the position of the secretary in contrast. Then the man punches his tongue against the woman. The more I see it, the more grumpy it seems. The tone is also rampant.

The woman still didn't look scared, but went on clerically.

"But it appears that former Count Higguld has been seized."

"Ho? So, what did he say? Of course you're hanging for questioning, right?

"... no, we are now locked up in jail. It's up to me to ask for Lord Orba's instructions."

The fact that one intended person was caught has somewhat fixed the mood, man. But, unlike my expectations, I narrowed my eyes and tongued again as soon as I knew that nothing had yet been done to the person.

Scratch your head with gasp and exhale loudly to exhale dissatisfaction. And he stood up as he stood, grabbing the woman's chest. Attract to the rampage and say it in messy terms.

"Hang him up for torture because he's good, and let him spit where the fucking kid is! I don't mind dying the worst, that's fine with me if I get that fucking kid there!!

The woman, who said so by spitting, took a little breath and replied that she understood briefly. A man's hand leaves his chest. The woman coughed one.

"Now if you'll excuse me..."

The woman bowed her head and left the room.

The man left didn't seem to fit the harsh, and when he kicked down the chair around it, he was raising and lowering his shoulders with rough breathing.

"Ahhh! I don't always catch this guy either... he just told me to get the fucking kid!

The man exhales loudly. I took the liquor bottle that was on the table and put it directly on my mouth without putting it in the glass, thinking that I was going to have a hole in my stomach due to daily stress. Stirring for a long time, he puts the liquor bottle back on the table with a breath of alcohol smelling.

"Maggie... there's shit...!

The man didn't even try to hide his frustration, so blurry.

◇ ◇ ◇

We started to act on it.

First, gather information. Me and Nico, Leishe and Leila, they're supposed to split up and gather information on each other.

Although Leila saw it somewhat, she managed to say it and admit it. I kind of laughed at Lieche for pulling me away.

The information that Nico and I gather is the city's policy and the city's human perception of it. First we need to know what kind of person the top here is. Well, if you're a good guy, that's easy to do, and if you're a bad guy, you can do it relentlessly, so I don't care about character.

As someone who collects taxes, I'd like to take Nico's father back if the business is too much for my attention.

I don't mind if I help, of course, but it's possible that Leila will find out who she is, and then there will be obstacles to my future behavior. It's not a very favorable development, is it?

"Where are you going..."

"Where people are."

I'm holding Nico's hand next door. [M] If I don't do this, I feel like I'm running away, and I haven't asked how old I am, but I'm probably as old as a toddler, and I don't get busy running away. Then we have to keep an eye on him, because he's the one who's looking for a father.

"We have no idea what Nico's father's situation is... and we need to gather a lot of information to find out about it."

"... not sure"

"Well... well, you just need to know what it takes to go see your father"

"... ok"

Walk again, having that conversation. What arrives is a street lined with shops, people hanging out, and the hustle and bustle creates a cozy atmosphere.

What kind of person seems to have the most information in this? Uncle Armstroller, restaurant clerks, shopkeepers, adventurers, and knights... well, speaking of people who know the policies of this city well, they're knights. The knights will know exactly what personality the top people in this city are.

But knights are eliminated. It's better to avoid being seen by a knight this kid a little more than Nico has. It's suspicious if your father is alive, so if he finds you and Nico treats you like you're being searched for, I feel like I can catch my eye too. Let's stop it.

"I wonder what's going on..."

……

Nico doesn't say anything. Well, it's no use expecting anything from a toddler.

"I wonder if it depends on allowances for now"

"The man in black over there"

"Yeah? Did you call?

Then they called me from behind. I don't know what I'd do if it weren't for me, but I'm afraid to look back now because I realize this possibility. But well, I'll look back. I replied which way.

Looking back at it with that in mind, there was some kind of successful bodily man there. I feel like I'm being overlooked because I'm tall.

"What can I do for you?

"Is that child your family?

"What can I do for my pretty sister?

"... Are you sure you're my sister?

Apparently, it's for Nico. Sure, Nico's cute, and she's smart enough to throw up lies, but it kinda stinks of crime for a gory gutted guy to target a boulder, doesn't it? I think I should stop, I lied about my sister, but my suspicious eyes hurt.

"It's true, isn't it?

"... yeah"

That's lying, daughter, you lied brilliantly. It would have been perfect if you'd told me your brother if I could. I was wondering if you could tell me, I'd like you to tell me next time.

"... what's your name?

"Rodriguezminmin"

"Dogligesmin Min"

"Didn't you have a better name for lying?

Oh, I knew you couldn't do it. Can you tell this name is a lie on a boulder, I thought it would be handsome because he looked retarded, but it seemed impossible after all.

But well, I decided to penetrate it.

"Excuse me, this is my real name. That's an important name my parents gave me... don't be ridiculous!

With that said, the man closes his mouth with a slightly sorry face.

"... I'm sorry... uh, so you said Rodriguezminmin"

"Who it?"

"I knew you were lying!!

"Oh, I'm sorry. It's a macaridome pepper, yeah"

"It only fits one letter!

Is that Gigi Bralonico Nico? Well, I don't care. No, I found out you were lying, and there's no point in piercing through it.

But well, I'd be in trouble if Nico was looking for you... I don't know what to do.

Let's not dare ask what this man in front of us is for. If we get it right, we might get some information.

"So, what can I do for you?

"... looking for one child. He's a young blonde... just about his age."

"Why?"

"I can't tell you that"

Doesn't that mean it's legal? It's illegal, something I don't really want to be known for. Ten eighty-nine, is this man a knight or a man involved in the policies of this city, or a man under his command? Or... 'nobility'?

"Who are you?

"... I'm from the Greos family"

"Heh..."

I don't know. What do you know about that house? I wonder if you wouldn't look like that. Maybe he's a famous aristocrat there, but I don't know how awesome it is because I don't. Nico's young, so you never know, you're leaning on your neck.

What's wrong with me? Because he was unresponsive. This guy has a subtle face, and I think he's done something wrong.

"But, well, we have nothing to do with it. Because this girl is my sister."

"... well good, let me know if you see another kid like that"

"Okay, I get it."

The man backed me up a little.

No, maybe he feels Niko is' yes' and he left once. Maybe the moment you saw Nico, you figured it out. That's why you've been talking to me, not confirming that Nico is Nico, but confirming what kind of person I am.

When it comes to getting Nico back, if I'm a strong opponent, I need to figure out what kind of relationship I have with Nico and his father.

Assuming the information they got in the conversation right now, first of all, I don't think I'm going to honestly turn Nico over because 'I' said I sheltered Nico as my sister, or because Nico could be quite trusted because she fitted my lies, and whether my strengths were also determined to some extent.

Either way, I guess that'll be passed on to that guy's boss soon and eventually he'll be known to the top of the city.

Well, I don't even know if that guy is the top subordinate in this city, so even if it's a hostile organization or house, someone great will end up in some action.

"If it does... if it does, or if it comes from me without a clue, it would be convenient for you to come from over there"

"Oh, you don't have to worry about it. 'Cause it's kind of like getting a clue in a way."

"... yes"

I got a clue, a little different, but it was enough to get a handle on it. I don't have any information on the policy, but the guy and his back found out about us. It's as thin as thread, but something connected it. It will be enough.

But the look on Nico's face, who replied small to my words, didn't float anywhere.