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

After returning the giant golem to the soil and magnificently fixing the training ground by the civil engineering techniques cultivated in the fort, I thought I'd get paid for the battle of the fort, but you were kicked out later because it was difficult. Elizabeth was getting it right away and sending it to her parents' house, and Satie's share was fine.

By the way, the Adventurer Guild does the remittance responsibly for the guilders. Send information from the Alliance branch to the branch and deliver further from there if necessary. Of course, in that case, it would cost a little, but he said it would ensure delivery. In Elizabeth's case, she doesn't even need a commission because she has a small branch in the territory.

After I left the guild, I came to the armor store next door. Tirica is at work.

Because of the considerable damage done to the leather armor in the battle day after day. It was mainly put on Mr. Nania. I could have repaired it, but I'm going to take this opportunity to turn it into something more defensive.

Replace the torso with plate mail based on the current leather armor, and then reinforce the arm and foot stronghold with iron as well. Does it feel like the half-plate mails Mr. Narnia was wearing?

I also bought Satti's and Angela's together. Angela said it's a little heavy, but it's a reinforcement premise, and it's okay. It was supposed to take a few days to complete to match the shape.

"Hey, Angela and Elizabeth, will you come home first?

"Right, see. Ellie, let's go."

"Hey, where are you two going?"

"Fine, fine. Come on."

"I get it. I wouldn't pull that much, though."

Drop off Elizabeth being pulled off by Angela.

"I'll get you a souvenir. Let's go, Sati."

Walk by holding Sati's hand.

"Yes. But are you sure? I don't mind if I keep doing this."

"But it wouldn't change anything, would it?

"Mmm."

Satti seems to be thinking a bit.

"It's just gonna be the same as Angela, Elizabeth and Tirica. You'd better, wouldn't you?

"Right. We're all in this together, aren't we!

"Yes, yes. We need to change the way we call it. Why don't you call me Masal?

"Ma, Masal......"

That's how Satti got bright red and nagging. Something good. I'm a little glitchy here.

"Mr. Massal, Mr. Massal. Mr. Marr?"

"Masaru, Masaru, Maru?

"Which one do you want?

"I knew it was Master Masaru."

"Really?"

"Yes."

"Oh, I got it."

Stop in front of the slaver who bought Sati. Satti looked up at this one with an anxious face.

"Um... when I'm no longer a slave... what happens to my promise that you'll take me there in twenty years?

Maybe he'll take me because I'm a slave. Am I anxious like that?

"Nothing will change. But you do. I'm marrying everyone, and I may not have to go home anymore. Yeah, I promise. I'm not going anywhere without Sati. Is this it?

"Yes, Master Masal. It's a promise."

There are still untrained people in Japan. But burying bones over here might not be a bad idea. I guess I have four daughters. Maybe now is the best time in my life. I've had many painful and horrible eyes, but I dare say it. No remorse in my life!

No, you haven't done what Elizabeth and Tirica do yet. Let's do it right before we do.

Satti was trying to snap his neck at me when he grabbed his fist and was determined.

Ha. Why don't you? I came here today to liberate Satie.

"All right, we're coming in."

I opened it from over there when I tried to get to the door. Looks like I spent a little too much time in front of the store. He's the usual middle-aged bald old man.

"Oh, you are. And you, uh..."

It's Sati.

"Yes, yes. It's Satie. How's it going?

"Yes. I'm getting it done well"

"Right. Come on, go inside. So, what can I do for you today?

"Actually, I was trying to free this kid."

"I see. Customer timing is good. The crest teacher just arrived. Let's call it in right away."

That's how I left the room. Speaking of which, you didn't think of a crest or anything like that. I'm gonna let you go! There was no one who could come and do that. I almost laughed when I asked you to come tomorrow.

Soon after, the bald old man came with a grey robe, bringing back a man who looked gloomy.

"That's a release of the slave print. The price is 800 gold. All right?"

"Yes."

I have no idea if it's expensive or cheap, but I have plenty of money. Remove eight pieces of silver coins from the item.

"Put out your arms," he says, giving orders to Sati.

"Hmm. That's what I did. I can disarm this immediately. Let me do the liberation in a separate room. I can't show you how to do it."

Even though it is no longer easy to disarm, if you look at the treatment, the wizard says it is possible to reproduce it. It is dangerous to remember that the art of carving and disarming slave marks is unqualified. Societies are confused when slaves are created or freed on their own.

"It'll be done soon."

That's when I took Satie out of the room.

"It's okay. We've known each other a long time. He can be relieved."

My anxiety must have been on my face.

"Right. I'm waiting for you."

I remembered having a sip of the tea served.

"That's right. Um, I've heard that before. Older lady, don't you want to contact me?

He promises to contact me with pleasure when I talk about marrying Satie. Satie and the others came back as we talked about that area.

"Now this guy is a free man," says the Seal Master.

"Congratulations, Satie. I'm getting married, and I'm glad you got a good guy to buy it."

"Yes."

"Are you getting married? Then let me bless you too."

"Thank you"

Take Sati's hand. The slave print looked like a tattoo, but you can take it clean. There was nothing after the crest.

"Come on, then. I'll contact you when the day is set. Bye."

"Happy"

Think on the way home, holding hands with Sati and walking. People over here often don't have a last name, but if Sati were to name Yamano, would it be Sati Yamano? You sound like some Japanese guy. Angela Yamano, Elizabeth Yamano and Tirica Yamano. Mm-hmm. None of them look good. I wish it had been a phoenix house or a more flashy surname. Sati Phoenix. Yeah. Sounds good? Phoenix Sati. Phoenix House Elizabeth. Don't fit in with this somehow. Let's talk about it next time.

Walk in silence thinking about it. Sati doesn't talk much when we're alone. I'm not a master of mouth, so I'm helping. I glanced at Sati more closely and Sati grinned. I can also be caught laughing and put a little effort into my gripping hand.

"I..."

"Yeah?"

"Because I'm no longer a slave"

"Yeah."

"Masaru... You can like Masaru, don't you?

Not lately, but Sati occasionally has times like this. I guess I'm anxious about my position. Well, these reactions are also loving.

"Yeah. I like Satie, too."

"Me too. I love it, too."

"Yeah."

Then I walked silently. I feel fluffy and happy. I guess it's impeccable to ask Satie if she's happy now. This kid always looks like he's having fun. I wish these days would continue forever.

I stopped by the market and bought groceries. I went a little farther and also stopped by the horse ranch to get some horse milk yogurt. Elizabeth will surely be pleased because she has never eaten.

Return home and show off Sati's arms to everyone. Angela, of course, Elizabeth was as happy as she was about me. I used the dragon meat that I had taken care of for dinner that day for a treat. Speaking of which, it was thanks to this dragon meat that Tirica first came. Emotional.

The wedding was to be held a week later, jointly with Mr. Orba Nania. I liked the proper ceremony, but I kind of feel like it's getting bigger and bigger. Of course, my claim of weakness was lightly rejected by the four of us. Even Tirica looks so excited about the wedding.

Just one thing, let me just let the wedding dress design go through. They haven't decided on any particular bridesmaid costumes over here, and they wear them as they please, but when I showed them I painted them poorly, they seemed to like them. I ordered a lot from the tailor for the four of them. I didn't have time for it, so I couldn't really flicker with it, but I think it made it feel simple and clear. Mr. Narnia talked to him and made a similar one.

[Wedding Dress Design by Massal]

The engagement ring asked the married priest and deputy guild chief, but it didn't help. I asked the old man at the reception to introduce me to a good store and grabbed five matching rings made of misrilled silver.

Cost of a wedding, furniture to stay at home, rings and dresses. All the rewards earned in the fort are gone, and even the funds in hand are likely to be reduced. Orcs knocked down numbers like Aho, but they're meat higher than crusade rewards. Sometimes I could collect it, but it also offered everything as a meal to behave as a wedding invitee. The reward for the fort's defense itself was cheap. I guess that means half volunteer when it comes to emergency requests. Leaving it alone could destroy the country. Everyone knew and risked their lives.

I finished my first night in the seven days leading up to the wedding. I worried about room splitting, but Ellie and Ann have one room each. Satti, Tirica and I used the big room, and I stayed around every four days in turn. Will my body have it? I have the skill of being stunning, but I'm worried about whether to take it.

I left all the wedding steps to Anne and Ellie, except I went looking for the ring. I was killing time on other things. Satti and Tirica are also useless on this. Tirica worked half the day, but Satti was only on chores and then she was hanging out with my spare time, etc.

Tirica says her master is coming to the wedding. Ellie said it would take some time just to get a letter because her parents are in the south of the empire. In time I promised to go say hello. The slave lady was contacted and was to come. Apparently Sati's family is within the kingdom, but of course I don't plan on calling them. When I talk about my original family, I look sad, so I never talked about anything after that.

On the day of the wedding. Seeing the four brides aligned, I had temporarily forgotten about this aftermath and was struck with emotion and trembling.

"Guys...... beautiful"

I've already seen it several times in costume matching, but when it's properly worn and aligned, I end up with a spectacular word.

"Thank you, Massal," says Elizabeth, who was nearest.

"Come on, let's go," Angela said.

"Oh, already?

I can grab both sides by Anne and Ellie.

"Here, prepare your mind..."

"Give it up, Masal. Let's get started."

"Bad forelife," says Tirica.

"The thing that no human being is good at..."

What I'm here for now is the sleeve part of the temple hall. The hall is in a bell state with attendees. If you leave, everyone will pay close attention to you. How much more is this when it comes to treatment?

"Hey. What are you getting at? Be normal. Normally."

Ellie pissed me off when I was activating the secret.

The two of us flank each other, and Satti and Tirica later head out into the hall. Wow, cheers.

From there on out, I even followed Anne and Ellie's instructions not to look around. Well, it's like the groom or something besides at a wedding. Everyone must be here to see the bride.

Fortunately, this wedding proceeding was simple. I thought it would be nice to have all five like stage actors to thank everyone, but no ring exchange or kissing. What if the priest thanked God when he got married? I don't remember what it was about, but it was like that. And I swear love before God. Finally, the priest officially acknowledges the marriage and cheers again.

The ceremony is over, but I have some revelations and greetings next. There's a dining party in the temple courtyard, and we're sitting high, like a hippocampus, sending greetings to people who even come.

I don't know many of them, but they will speak to me as I greet the bride. This one doesn't know his name, but he does. For now, thank you, thank you and only repeat. Come on, I want to run, but Anne and Ellie are under close surveillance. The orphanage child followed me to the inside of the bathroom not to escape.

The hours, which seemed to be eternal, were over, and I was set free. Sleep down in the orphanage cafeteria.

"Good day, Masal"

"That's pathetic, that's about it"

"I'm not good at this, this kind of thing"

I wasn't even good at people's weddings. I wonder if there is a majestic atmosphere that needs to be decent. Not to mention playing the lead role. It comes to my stomach. It went all the way. No more.

"Are you all right, Master Masal?

"Go home and rest, Massal. I'm tired too."

Right. Let's go home. Together.