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

If you look it up, well, if you tap it, it'll come out like dust. I'll come out, I've got all sorts of problems about recent developments in this city and the problems people have.

There are a number of such political bad reviews that say that city lords don't try to incorporate the opinions of city dwellers, that taxes are usually higher every year, and that the movements of the nobles who partition politics are suspicious lately. Sounds like a lot of rotten parts of this city. That's not so much hidden from the city's inhabitants.

But I heard rumors of concern among them.

- One nobleman has been allowed to fall at the behest of his lord and is fleeing.

"A certain aristocracy," although it is also "aristocracy" that is controlling political affiliation. Yet there seems to be an inequality problem among its nobles. Two or three dignified aristocrats than the lord... it would be a lower aristocrat's house to speak of.

I'm not familiar with nobility, so I don't know what kind of noble house you have and how much status you get.

But what if? Nico's family name next to mine right now - if a nobleman named "The Arcs" exists, isn't that the rumored fallen nobleman referring to Nico's house?

And, naturally, it is a natural duty to pay taxes, even if they are aristocratic. It is self-evident that if it falls, you cannot pay taxes.

Then it would make sense if the knights chased me around, if the house was impounded, if there was no place to go home, and if the mustache remained stretched, if I could not afford to turn my attention to my appearance.

The question is, why did you have to destroy Nico's house?

If their aim is on that Nico's father, you don't have to bother looking for Nico. Naturally, in that Zama, that father would be caught for a long time, and I guess that means their purpose is in 'Nico Arcs'... but as far as status goes, he doesn't have any special skills, no special titles, no outstanding stats.

When it comes to it, what makes it different from normal children is, after all, that they are 'aristocratic children'... I can't imagine what that would be.

Or because Nico is no longer a 'nobleman' at the time of his collapse, there may be no point in that either.

"... hmm, it's just a guess... but I can't see the purpose of the other one"

Now, in a situation where I don't know what they're all about or what they're after, I've got eyes on them, but I don't know what's going on.

And well, aside from that, right now, me and Nico are gathering information for now and I'm hungry, so I'm coming back to the inn for lunch.

I ran out of money when I bought food and carriages, so I decided to go back to the inn and cook and eat the food I bought.

I feel a little uncomfortable using food for travel, but I have no choice at this time. It's painful, but let's rely on Layla's nostalgia to make some money that's wrapped up in the next city.

"Yummy?

"Mmmm... mmm... yeah"

"That's good"

I didn't ask him how old he was, but I expect him to be about four, so I used the bread to make him some French toast confusing stuff. Easy to chew, easy to swallow, so there should be less risk of clogging it in your throat.

Nevertheless, it was the first time I had eaten, I reached out in awe, and after taking a bite, I became obsessed and devoured. Apparently, he liked it.

Well, I did all the housework, so I didn't like it, but I got my cooking arm up. It was hard inside, but back then.

……

"... Oh, my goodness."

♪

Nico apparently has a good, good, diagrammatically thick nerve. You don't know who we are, and you don't know what kind of situation you're in, but you don't compromise on rice. Clearly, I admire you the other way around. In a way, it's promising for the future, you're gonna be a big shot, these kids.

Still, I wonder how Leila and Leishe are doing. I wish I could find out how the knights are doing, but maybe there's some trouble involved with the information from that guy who found out about me.

I'm not too worried because Leila's here, but I can't imagine her getting along with Leishe properly. I'm anxious......

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While the orange sounds were gathering information about their lords from the residents, Leila and Liesche's actions were difficult to navigate.

Because Leila's motivation was plummeting with all her might against Lieche, who was seriously trying to gather information.

Being away from orange sounds is a big factor, but when I was originally working alone, it was her working in freedom, called orange sounds - 'purpose', and most importantly, now that the only 'object of interest' isn't around, there's nothing she wants to do.

Regardless, I don't want to do it because it stinks like gathering information.

"Hey Leila! Where are you going?

"Uh, it's not good anywhere... I'm on my own, right?

"You asked me to gather information."

"It's a pain in the ass... you do it"

Leila hit and changed from when she was talking to Orange Sound and had a very vague attitude. Like a child scolded and swollen by his mother, his cheeks are swollen and buzzed by the words of Liesche.

I half-eyed red eyes and walked away with Stasta, not going anywhere. Liesche rushed after it.

"Ma, wait, Leila!

Lieche is so self-absorbed and deeply anxious for Leila, who acts with all her might. As a matter of fact, Orange Sound tells me to get along, so I want to be able to have at least a daily conversation.

However, the distance never diminishes because Leila leaves this way more in an attempt to walk over. I just hold my head wondering what's going on.

Then Leishe twists one idea in retrospect of Leila's behavior.

I know that Leila likes orange noise because she didn't have any colorful stories in her training as a knight and she didn't like romantic stories, but I can't think of how to do that.

But all this time, there was a proposal in her head that this would be the right answer.

"- Oh, uh, if you take information-gathering seriously and it helps, I can even praise you a lot!

Fit, Layla stopped moving.

And turn your face toward the creeping leachette. The expression seemed somewhere delightful, and the unpleasant expression of the previous day had turned into a superior expression.

"Really? Tough. Can you give me a compliment?

"Oh, yeah, I'm sure you'll compliment me,"

"Really? Tight. Can you stroke my head? Will you be a ghoul?

"Ugh... I don't know about that, but I'm sure you'll be happy too, huh?

"Well... ugh. ♪ Well, I guess I'll do my best to gather information."

Leila laughs joyfully at what she imagined, walking in an upbeat mood shaking her body. Liesche walks after it, too.

Leishe exhales relieved first when Leila puts out the word to gather information.

But at the next moment, that look will be convulsive. Because,

- Because Leila overflowed that body with black flair and spread it on one side of the perimeter.

What I remembered at that moment was what I was taught from the orange noise. Leila is a manipulative demon tribe and a 'Red Night'. And that temper has the nature to be able to turn humans into 'Red Nights'.

Now Leila has diffused it. I can't help but be in a hurry if I don't respond.

"Layla! What!?

"Hmm? It's a ho-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh." "

But Leila said so floating, as opposed to hasty leashes.

What she's doing isn't about infecting anything and mass-producing 'Red Night'. There are things in her mind that she uses in every way.

For example, solidifying and materializing the temper.

For example, diffuse air and grasp space.

For example, interfering with organisms with temper and transforming them into 'red nights'.

This time it's a second spatial grasp application. The diffused air dissolves in the air invisibly and is widely scattered.

Rather than grasp it in space this time, Leila used it to sense sound vibrations and gather a wide range of sounds. This allowed her to gather a wide range of conversations and sounds and gather information.

"... doesn't it affect the people around you?

"No, I don't... I'm the only one who's gonna have to kill Red Night if it gets worse and tougher and likes you."

Leishe had a fear for Leila, who laughed so cutely and said so like a maiden in love. If I had fallen in love with orange noise, perhaps Leila would have killed herself no matter how close she was to herself, I could be so sure.

"... right, right, right"

"Ugh, uh-huh. ♪ Well, good luck with that, then, gathering info ♡ huh? Liesche."

Leila's words, who said so, contained feelings for orange sounds. Everything, because of the orange noise.

If orange noise compliments you, if it strokes you, if it laughs at you, if it holds you, if it looks at you, Layla will do anything. I wouldn't try to eat people forever if they told me not to. If you tell me to kill the demon king, I'll go kill him. Instead, whoever favours the orange sounds, he kills relentlessly. There are exceptions like Phinea, but other than that, I would definitely kill him. She has a human heart, but still - it doesn't make any difference that she is an S-ranked demon.

Behind Leila's red eyes, who laughed Ugh, he was a leachet who blindly visioned Hartmark.

"... before and when you're not tough, you look like someone else..."

Leishe muttered so that she didn't sound like Leila, and decided that she was at least making a big deal out of Leila's way.

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Then, after a while, they also return to the inn for lunch.

But as Orange Sound thought, Leila and Leishe didn't get along better. Ning Lo, between Leishe and Leila, the walls of the species Human and Demonic may have been blocked.