I’m a NEET but When I Went to Hello Work I Got Taken to Another World (LN)

Me and Satie are put through to the assistant guild chief's office to settle on the couch.

"What the hell is wrong with you?

Tirica has been holding Satti for a long time now.

"That's it. There's a wedding story going on in Tirica."

"Marriage. Tirica, you're younger than Sati, aren't you?

"Mmm. That's what I'm talking about," I turn to Tirica. Tirica nodded looking at it.

"I mean, yeah. Tirica's twenty now."

"Twenty!?

"Yeah, yeah," this is Satie.

"Almost 21," Tirica says.

Seriously... 21 makes me one older than Angela.

"Tirica's better?

"As always, you can have Satie."

"I don't look old enough for a reason. It's the Devil's Eye."

The demonic eye that determines this authenticity is artificially embedded, and some kind of fault often occurs in doing so. In Tirica's case, her body almost lost growth at the time she implanted the demonic eye.

"If it's 20, it's not weird to talk about marriage, but who's where?

There was no such story at all before I went to the fort. Did something happen while I was going that way?

"It's a false house. I've been talking about making a heir for a long time. I've finally sent someone in with my back."

It is extremely valuable to have the qualities to be a Demon Eye. Since its nature can often be passed down to children, it also involves making offspring in one of the duties of a true or false official.

"What's the other guy like?

"You're a wizard and a noble three boy. A little weak, but not bad for you. Looks like he liked Tirica over there."

"What about Tirica?

"Absolutely not."

If we get married, we'll probably go to King's Capital. And here will be another Authenticity Officer seconded. Tirica says she doesn't like that. It's an absolute rejection.

"Masal," Tirica said.

"Yeah?"

"Let's get married"

"Huh?"

"If you become the son of Massal's house, you'll solve it all. Hey, I can stay with you. Masar is a wizard too, so you can have a child with Masar."

"Well, here's the thing."

I don't care how much that's what Tirica wants or how suddenly she tells me.

"Um. I have plans to marry Satie, Angela and Elizabeth after this..."

"Oh! Will you marry three? That's a masterpiece! Then get me Tirica too. What, even three of us are very much the same. Tirica's small, so don't even take a place!

"Then. I'm not an animal child."

"Masal doesn't like me?

"No, I like that."

"I like Masaru a lot too"

You like it a lot? I don't think it's a subtle assessment.

"Um. Master Masal. From me, too, please."

Does Satie agree?

"Hey, let me think..."

"Oh. I'm not even talking about making a decision right now. Discuss it with your daughters-in-law and come to a conclusion."

And as usual, Tirica comes to stay with us.

The house would have been open for more than two weeks, but it was well cleaned. I have to thank Sister Matilda. When I entered the house, Elizabeth was already waiting. Angela is returning to the temple with the priest.

"Oh. It's not Tirica. Are you still here to stay today?

"Yes. I'm staying forever"

"Ever?"

Tirica nods with a kook.

"Yes."

So Elizabeth didn't seem particularly suspicious. On second thought, I've stayed here every day.

"I'm hungrier than that."

"Oh, right. Shall we eat?"

It's already sundown and it's dark outside. The dining room is illuminated by the light whether Elizabeth put it on or not. There are also lamps and candles that use oil, but the magic lights are still the brightest.

There was a stock of ramen soup, so boil the pasta first. The water was magically served and boiled at once with fire magic. In the meantime, burn firewood to make vegetable stir-fry. Keep the soup warm with fire magic and season. Salted ramen with bird glass soup.

Add boiled pasta to the soup. I made Nagasaki Champon-style with plenty of stir-fried vegetables. No chopsticks. Eat with a fork. It only takes ten minutes. After all, magic is convenient.

Also serve bread that is always full in the item box. How about some bread for ramen? I thought so at first, but this one seems normal. I want a replacement. Satti added a change of balls and had some more bread. Eat as often as ever. I'm worried you won't get fat. I'll have to look into this later.

It's a pleasant bath time, as usual, when you're done eating.

It was, but when Elizabeth walked in after she left, Satie and Tirica were waiting. It was saved that I had a proper bath towel wrapped around my body.

"Um. Tirica?

"I'll wash you. It's okay, I asked you a lot. I'll take care of it."

"Master Elizabeth and I did it, too!

So Elizabeth tends to be a little flustered. I thought you were sleepy already.

"We haven't even decided to get married yet, but I guess it's a little early for this."

"Don't Massal want me to wash it?

You can tell a lie anyway...

"Oh, I want you to wash it"

I want you to wash it! But, you know, I'm a little embarrassed.

"Then no problem. I'll do it in front of you. You stay back."

That's how they washed it for two people. Tirica is twenty years old. Same age as Angela. That's why I'm fine. It's on the agreement and no problem. I didn't cross the last line!

Grab it in the hot tub for three. Satti and Tirica on both sides. Of course I'm naked, but I'm a wise man. I can't move.

"I heard it would be if it felt good."

"Oh, yeah. Right. It felt good."

"Then will you marry me?

That's how I look right in my face. That was obviously aggressive earlier, but were you even trying to tempt me?

"As far as I'm concerned, I need to ask Elizabeth and Angela."

"I'm sure you two would agree."

"Right. Why don't you tell Elizabeth first when you get out of the bath?"

I can't say I haven't got my hands on this one, but I've had it done that far, and I need to be properly responsible.

The fireplace in the living room is burning red and the room is pompous and warm. Elizabeth was sitting on the couch in the front of the fireplace and confused. I sat on Elizabeth's right side, and Tirica and Satti sat on her left. When Angela joins us here, it's too narrow. I guess I'll have to buy another couch or a bigger one. Or would it be okay for a chair to swing back and forth to have a flair? Let's go see the furniture store next time.

But I have to tell Elizabeth that first. It's a delicate problem. We're going to be careful this time.

"Mr. Elizabeth, I need to talk to you for a second."

"What's going on?

"It's about Tirica."

"I want to marry Masal"

Wait a minute! I was going to say it in more order!

"What do you mean, Masal?"

Your voice is a little angry.

"Explain. I'll explain!

"Right. You'd better give me a satisfactory explanation."

"Actually, Tirica's here to talk about your marriage..."

Explain what I heard today.

"Obligation of the Devil's Eye. But if you're as old as Tirica, you don't need to hurry. That's early. I'm getting married even if this is about it."

"That's right......" he looks at Tirica over Elizabeth.

"I'm twenty. Fine adults."

"Yeah, yeah!?

"They stopped growing because of the evil of the devil's eye."

"Is it true?

"True"

"Twenty... twenty years old. Then you can see that the True and False House is closed. What kind of man is he?

Tirica with her neck hanging.

"You're here, aren't you? You haven't seen it?

"I saw it. But I don't remember."

Can't you even remember your face even though you are a candidate for marriage? pitiful...

"You're some nobleman's three boys, aren't you? Maybe Tirica will get screwed if she says she wants to marry Masaru. Tomorrow we'll talk to the deputy guild chief."

"Yep. Is that supposed to mean yes to marriage?

"I have a lot to say, Tirica would be fine. Massal's already going to do that, isn't he?

"Yeah."

"And you can never have a marriage that you can push even though you have someone!

"Thank you, Ellie"

"It's okay. We'll all talk tomorrow when Anne gets back."

"Will Angela agree?

"Aren't you okay? Because Ann is sweet. I'm sure it'll all work out, Tirica. Leave it to us."

Reliable! Reliable, Elizabeth!

"Heh heh. It's not natural!

The next morning, Angela arrived before breakfast. I was just about to go get it.

"I have no problem getting into the party. In my spare time, I'd go to the treatment center to help, but the orphanage was supposed to do something about it without me."

"Are you going to live over here today?

"Yeah. I brought all my personal belongings."

I haven't moved much, but I've got two big bags. I left my stuff and settled down, so I decided to talk to you.

"Uh, that. I need to talk to you about Tirica."

Leave it to us! And Elizabeth, who slapped her big mouth, is still awake. I'm relaxed about the dining room table. I have to do this place.

"What's wrong with Tirica?

"Tirica told me about your marriage."

I am telling you not to speak on the way this time.

"With whom!?

Tell them how the story came from the True and False House. It's the third time you've heard or said this story.

"Are they aristocrats? So what are we gonna do? You say you don't like Tirica."

"Marry Massal"

Yeah, this kid says it first again. I hope you're the best party.

"But Tirica's still young, and it's not just about getting engaged."

"Twenty."

Has Tirica become a pain in the ass already? The explanation is cluttered.

"Twenty?

I haven't been able to tell you.

"Uh. The Devil's Eye..."

Explain for the third time.

"Twenty years old... soon to be 21 and above me..."

"I'm fine. And then it depends on Anne," says Elizabeth, who is completely awake.

"What, are we talking that far already?

"Yeah. Of yesterday what..."

"Isn't that instant... uh, fine. I agree."

"Thanks, Ann"

"Yes, sir. You're welcome. So what are we gonna do after this?

"I'm going to talk to the deputy guild manager. Shall we have dinner before then?"

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"Right, right! I thought Masaru would say that! Good for you, Tirica."

"Yeah."

"So, what's the other guy like?," said Elizabeth.

"George Byron. Count Byron's three sons. A magical swordsman who uses earthly magic. We can do it there."

"It's not a martial arts fame. So will he just give up?

"You can't. He likes Tirica, and he has a face."

"Whatever it takes to be a guild like that."

"I'm going to eventually, but I want you to convince me there before I do"

Persuasion. When Mr. Nania was trying to persuade me, it was a duel...

"Okay. Masaru, I'll convince you."

"Duel!

That's right. I could already have predicted it by the time I heard it was Takemen. The George Byron is handsome and tall. According to this standard, it seems a little thin, but it would have been rusty in Japan. Dressed in what seems to be noble clothing, a wizard-style robe. He has a sword on his hips. Two squires are also holding back on the side.

And he's coming to the Alliance training ground to fight a duel.

"Miss Tirica is not worthy of a civilian who could be any horse like you. It's better for you to pull it off."

Well, you're a civilian, and you're right about what might be any horse, but you can't pull it here.

"Masaru! Don't lose like that!

"Yes, good luck for Tirica!

"Dear Masaru, Fighto"

"... who are the women cheering from behind you?

"Yeah. All three are my daughters-in-law..."

George became so angry that he could almost hear the sound of a butch.

"Ki, you... there are three of you and you still want to marry Miss Tirica"

George's voice is a little trembling.

"It's our hope... I'm sorry"

"Miss Tirica! Is this kind of cheating guy okay?!? I'll swear I'll love you all my life."

"I don't want you. I like masals."

Tirica, to be clear. You're starting to feel a little sorry for George.

"Right. You are still the root of all evil. [M] I don't know how you fluttered Miss Tirica, but let her die here!

It's mainly Satti who flirted. I would have loved to explain that, but George was starting a magical chant. I fly backwards and be vigilant.

"You don't have to be so vigilant. I'll just show you my magic first. Come on, be born, my golem!

When George said yes, three giant golems were born while making a shitty noise from the soil of the training ground. The whole thing is about 3m.

"Heh heh. How about that? I can get up to four of these out. Don't forgive me if I sit in the ground while you're at it."

I only give you three, because if you give me four, you fall. I understand.

"You're not going to give me four?

"Ki, three is enough for you! I'm trying to help you!

I knew it. But even three of them are pretty amazing. Before I went to Fort Gorbus, the struggle would have been a must.

"Come on, just admit you lost. Your fire magic won't scratch one of my golems."

Well, you can jam this chant all you want if you put the golem out in advance. Low-ranking is likely to only burn the surface.

But I know you checked on me, but the information's out of date. You can use fire magic, but we'll use the same dirt magic here.

"I can use dirt magic, too. Why don't we put on a fight between the golems anyway?

That way you don't have to worry about getting hurt.

"Well, there was no information that dirt magic could be used. Well, that's good. Let me see your golem."

"I'll make sure, but the duel means we'll settle for a battle between the golems, okay?

"Fine. In the name of the Byron family, I swear."

Well, I've only tried the big golem creation once, but I don't know how to use it more or less. The size you didn't mess with in level 2 golem creation can be increased depending on the magic. There is plenty of magic for that.

[Greater Golem Creation] Activated - One creation. Let's put more magic into it.

Shit. Shit. Shit. What? The ground... sucks. The golem was too big!?

"Everybody away!

Everyone seems to have noticed something strange, too. I hurry to distance myself to my voice.

Widespread ground boggles and boggles. George also distanced himself from me with his own golem with a blue face. I guess it's just the same dirt mage and you know what's going on right now.

And the chant is complete, and the giant golem slowly rises from the ground as it sounds. Ten? No, there's about 20m...

"Hey, what's that? Ha!

Return to me in George's voice. You were going to duel. It's not going to be a fight anymore, though.

"What a golem. Let's get started."

"Mi, you're forgetting it! I don't think so. Go, golems!

Three golems strike my giant golem. These guys are pretty big with 3m too, but they are too different sizes. I get punched in the foot of a giant golem, but it doesn't seem to be working to the extent that it scrapes the surface.

"Ha ha! What do you say! I knew it was a shame! He's a wooden puppet who can't move a step just because he's big!

No, no. I would have gotten up normally earlier.

"Step on it."

Give orders to the giant golem. You just have to think in your head, so I don't have to speak up, but I'm in the mood.

The giant golem slowly lifts its legs and stomps and crushes the golem in one piece with the sound of Zsin. Two bodies retreat when they see it. Take one more step and crush the other. The last one ran around quietly, but crouched the golem, and the crushing battle ended with his palm.

"Stupid...... so stupid"

I think so, too. It was some unreal sight to watch a giant golem trample around a small golem.

But you're in trouble. I made a big hole in the training ground. Would this golem go back to normal if I put it back in dirt? Sergeant, I don't want to see you preach again. Angela called me when I was thinking about that looking at the hole.

"Masaru, it's dangerous!

"Huh?"

Is that George!?

George wields his sword and strikes me. He tries to defend himself with a shield with his left arm up, but he can strike the part without a shield. George lowered without pursuing any further, but his left arm slumped. I can't move around my elbow with a blow and pain.

"Kukukuku, there's no way I'm losing to the Byrons."

"You!

"Come on, let's do some time to pull out the sword. Stand up, civilians!

My left arm is useless. It could even be a bone. Without leather armor, it would have been completely cut off.

Distance from George and slowly pull out the sword on his back. The other guy is a wizard. Chant your heels and you'll notice and add an instant attack. Damn. I've got my left arm.

Wilderness flies from the spectator. But George doesn't seem willing to listen.

"Aren't you ashamed? We would have settled in the Golem."

"Shut up, shut up! Something like that! You've done something wrong! To trash scumbags like you.

Lay down your sword with one hand and take a deep breath for the pain in your left arm. This guy's sword arm is no big deal. If it weren't, they would have dropped their arms or died in the first shot.

"Masal! Get treatment now!

"Don't come. I'll put Keri on right away."

"It's a good idea. And I'll spare you and kill you without suffering."

That's what George takes care of. Is the sword a Spike Sword? Thin, poke-specific type. I guess my left arm was safe or something.

But why would this person die immediately or kill? I want to live more peacefully...

"Yuku!

You must have killed my left arm and already won. With a winning face, George sets up his sword and sticks it in. And roll out the poke. Yeah, it's late. Totally slow. Avoided at leisure and punched the counter in George's face with a sword pattern.

George, beaten to death and collapsed, doesn't even move in a tickle. Did you do a little too much? You're not dead...? Two of George's squires rush over.

"Masal, are you okay? I'll fix it now."

"Oh, my God, that guy! You can't even put it in the noble wind."

Angela's heel is causing her arm pain.

"Well done, Massal. Let's report all of this to the top. I broke the duel arrangement. There won't be anything more to say."

George is treated and transported away stunned. Apparently, he's not dead.

"Thank you, Masaru"

"Yeah."

"Master Masal, it was amazing! It was great."

"Well, it's hard to see all these giant golems."

"I'm sorry about that and the excitement..." the deputy guild leader points to the big hole.

Uh, yeah, I'll fix it. I'll fix it.