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

We ended up going to Ellie's home with just Ellie and Lilia and Satie. Ellie and the others are going to stay two nights over there.

I'm even worse off than I was when I left my place of residence, naturally I left a message. If you just go, you'll be fine, but which one of you can't work. And to keep an eye on me, and in addition to the increase in escorts, Syrah stayed in the mansion until Tirica and Will.

The village is unchanged and peaceful. In the end, just one orc got mixed up, and that was soon exorcised, too. The bounce bridge was broken when defeating it, but the human damage is zero.

Thinking about that oak king fighting power, it could have been a pretty nasty thing to do if you got into the village, and the village could have been totally devastated if it weren't for a combative group like the elves, but you don't have to bother informing and disturbing the villagers about such stories.

This little happening didn't seem to have adversely affected the tourism industry in our village, and they say the village is as busy as ever with people. This is quite a periphery, so I guess about the appearance of demons is a routine tea meal.

An elf troop is dispatched just in case, looking around the area around the village. Village security elves were also increased.

Many of the inhabitants who have emigrated were members of the vigilante in their original villages, and the formation of the vigilante is likely to go well, but will now rely on elves for a while. I just can't get my head up on the elves.

I even slept and spent the morning after Oak King left, and Tirica accompanied me to bed. Speaking of Syrah, he's holding back by his bed in a fully-equipped battle squad.

There's more security in the village, there's Tirica and Will, and Schiller shouldn't have to hang in there for nothing, but he won't listen to me if I tell him there's something about it and he asks me to sleep with him.

"Massal is the hope of this world. Never be lost."

"Yes, Sister Tirica"

Tirica does things that stir up again.

"Um, would you stop saying it like it's too big..."

"But mentals are weak like this, and they bleed and collapse, and very normal people"

"Normal...?

Syrah looks quite bewildered when she is said to be normal.

"Yes, normal. It's nothing like me or Syrah just because you're gaining strength with shelter"

"But Sister Tirica is a real officer."

"My house was poor, and I was sold this myself to the House of Authenticity"

Nothing changes with Syrah properly. Instead, Syrah would be happier if she just came to us as soon as she was sold. Even Satti was sold out for quite some time.

"I'm still struggling with being avoided by people just because I'm a real officer."

It's also hard to train and treat to be a true or false officer, and relationships are ruined even after you're safe. He said eating was his only pleasure.

"So I want to live as normally as I do at home, and so does Massal"

Yeah, yeah. Exactly.

"Wasn't Syrah having fun coming to us?

"... they all made me better, and it was fun to be so strong, Sister Tirica"

"Protecting the Massal is important, but if you can't live happily, it doesn't make sense. Masaru is strong, so you just have to let him be unscrupulous."

Yeah, right. Absolutely.

"You can't be escorting me in that outfit forever, can you? You have to rest well when you rest, and you can have as much fun as you do when you rest. Look, I'd love to stay with Syrah."

I'd like to, but he reacted to my words and looked up, and grunted his throat. So Syrah finally got off guard and seemed willing to take off her armor.

"Masaru too. You usually tell us not to be alone, but don't leave Syrah behind."

"Yes, excuse me"

But Syrah seemed tired of all the time and went to the dojo to decide between Will and the female male. He still likes to move his body. If I'm fine, I can move my body with you.

Anne came over with Ellie's metastasis instead. It's about a week away, so I should have used the residence apartment as a basis for the transfer and exchanged messages, but it just didn't seem like I could have done without seeing how I was doing.

Ellie is barely paying attention to my face. Seems busy because I don't have much time to stay at my parents' house. Ann says she can take her time at the mansion for lunch.

"Everything's fine over here."

Anne checked my condition once and briefly told me what was going on at the residence. The orphanage employs several staff to take good care of the children, and training for the Gokelai Regiment is well under way.

It's me who's not doing well. It's not nice.

"But he looked better and more relieved than Masaru thought."

"I'm used to being hurt and resting."

Harpy on the field rabbit, Mr. Lazard in the elf. The Sergeant's special training was tough, and there are countless fine injuries. You're always in the hospital at a pace if there's no restorative magic. The other world is so harsh.

"Masal is too injured"

says Tirica, who is on the side. That could be it. But I think people like me who have nothing to do with it can just stay out of battle and die all of a sudden.

"I've ruined my clergy clothes more than that, so I'd like a replacement."

"Where's the one you broke?

Speaking of which, where did you do it?

"Lilia took it"

Yes, Tirica tells me.

"Lilia, not Sati? Lilia couldn't sew, could she?

Said he'd save it for a memorial.

What's Lilia doing...

"Yeah, I'll get you a new one, then."

"Please"

It won't be free, and should I give you the money? I got a smaller penny, but I can get a little money at Oak King, and I want two spares.

As I was manipulating the menu to give money, I noticed that there was something in the item box that I didn't remember putting in it.

"Supporting supplies?

That's right. Three boxes with names on them. Speaking of which, you asked God for rice yesterday. Notebook...... No. Do you want to see what the support supplies are first?

"What's going on?

Tirica asked in reaction to my crush.

"Looks like God sent me something."

"What!?

Surprised to exaggerate, Ann let Tirica wake her body up, and when she put it out on the bed, the support was a pretty big blank cardboard box. Well, what's in it?

"Unusual Material"

Tirica touches the pet, tilts her neck and says.

It's called cardboard.

Bellybelly, turn the gum tape. See what's inside.

Oh, it's rice cake. It contains two large bags of cutlery for virtue. It's rice down there, rice! Three bags of brown paper. Each one is a different brand. 20 kg for 60 kg in three.

I'll tell you what.

"What was in it?

That's what Ann, peeking in, asked me.

"Rice, rice! When I wrote I wanted it, he sent me!

"Oh. Masal said he always wanted to eat..."

Next box is a soy sauce pet bottle with miso. Red miso, white miso, mixed miso and everything. There is even a proper box of ingredients for stock.

Then potatoes for instant coffee. Two sets of six cans of coke. Chocolate in a box. Persimmon seeds in chocolate pie. Even this chocolate with mushrooms and scallops. There were two bottles of sake at the bottom of the box.

In the last box, a cup of noodles and a cup of grilled noodles. Retreat curry on bag noodles! Seasoned seaweed on saucepan in plum. How many spicy roe and sprinkles are there? There is even a can of curry flour.

And here's the thing? Koji. It says in the package on miso, sweet wine, and pickles.

Heh, can this make both miso and alcohol?

And there was one booklet in it. The method of producing miso, soy sauce and sake is printed in Japanese with an illustration.

It's a huge supply of support. When I take out the log notes and see what it means, the reply says.

Supporting supplies are delivered regularly, they say. Respond to requests to some extent. Is Seed a reward for the success of the Hiragis Retrieval Quest?

But you can exchange supplies pretty easily. Well, it's God, so I guess it's everything, but I guess I can just go back over there a little bit, too. I want to shop all day in Japan and go back loaded in the item box.

"All the things I've never seen"

It's all food.

I answer because Tirica squeaked, who was looking into the mess and the supporting supplies.

"This is it all"

Tirica's voice is slightly noisy to say so. When it's properly packaged, it's certainly hard to see any of it in food.

Tirica looks at the box alternately with me. You want some.

"Would you like to try one of them open?"

"That's horrible!

"No, no, Mr. Angela. 'Cause they're all selling normally in my world, and there's no fear at all."

Is it right, Ann, to decorate the altar and even offer it in prayer? Well, it's a gift from God, and I don't know if it's an artifact.

I don't have much appetite, but can I have a Coke?

Tear out a package of Coke paper and take out one red can.

"This is a sweet drink called Coke."

Push open the pull tabs and sip.

It's been a long time since I've had coke. Sweet and intense carbonation stains your body...

Have some more sips and give them to Tirica.

"More cuddly than ale. So slow"

Tirica's eyes opened with a sip of kupi. What is this!? Look at me in the wind.

"It's a pretty popular drink in my world, too. It doesn't taste this way."

"Yummy."

"Right. It's delicious. Let Ann drink it too."

But even though it's like this, can I bring it here? Then I wonder if I can ask for more.

"I'd like to read more about the manga. Maybe I'll ask for the next supply of support."

"What manga?," said Ann.

"It's my world book, but I was on my way to read more"

"Don't speak too much of me and piss God off."

Though god-related, Anne exaggerates.

"I'm sure you'll be fine enough to tell me."

"When I piss God off, heavenly punishment falls"

Yes, Tirica says too.

"Heavenly Punishment?"

Heavenly punishment is not calm.

"Once upon a time there was a fool who touched God's wrath. A story that anyone knows, heard from childhood."

Naturally, I don't know, so Tirica told me. We have plenty of time anyway.

"Long ago. When there was no kingdom and the empire was not as mighty as it is now"

At one point, a cleric made up a shrine. Let the priest be lord of the city or something.

There was a dispute over the successor of the lord, and he was suspicious of the beautiful aristocratic daughter of one of his successors.

"What happened to the Authentic Officer?

"No amount of time has passed since the True and False House was created, not a very large organization, and I had no authority to look into it"

The cleric, who fitted into the lord, cared less even though the fake temple worked, and did whatever he wanted. Take taxes unfairly and surround women. I got the daughter-in-law I wanted.

They made up more of the shrine, demanded contributions from the surrounding lords and nations, and did the life of the luxurious Sanya Sake Pond Flesh Forest.

"All my favors are very ordinary. They're not luxurious, they're not Sake Pond Flesh Forest."

That's all I have to say.

The liquor pond meat grove won't last long either. A true cleric came and said there.

"God is angry. Quit this right now."

A priest who came to proclaim his true divinity, that he was an undeserved man who deceived God's name, was slaughtered and killed on the spot.

Well, yeah. If he finds out he's a liar's trustee, either way, he has no future.

"At that moment, God's wrath fell on that city, and the whole city vanished"

"Are you serious?"

That's radical. God, are you hot? No, the whole city? Whole thing!?

"Residents...?

"Nobody."

That's what Tirica shook her head. All of them are wiped out... Seriously, I don't condone it.

"It's a lake now"

Its upside was made more widely known by the shrine, and henceforth, if there was a shrine, it was examined by a true or false official, and when it was found to be false, it was immediately disposed of. If left poorly, it is convoluted. You can't be forgiving or anything.

"That made the True and False Officers more powerful"

They have made it possible to investigate every man and place, not only the temple, but also kings and nobles.

"That's why Masaru should have a little more respect for God, too."

That's how Anne closed when we were listening together.

"Hi, Sousimus"

No, come on. God. It won't go out of style.

Hmm. But I just want to read the rest of that cartoon.

Maybe it was a reward because I was dying this time? I even got a ring when the Wild Rabbit hit me, and I might ask for it the next time something happens.

Well, I can still get support supplies, and this time it's enough. Too much. Let's do something about the luxury samurai and sake pond meat groves on our own.

"God gave it to me. Don't take care of yourself."

I say that to Tirica, who drinks up the last drop of Coke and peeks into the can uncluttered.

As soon as we all eat it, it's going to be gone, but there are people who don't hesitate to eat God's offerings.

Lunch that day. The flavorful itch of stock that Ann made me tasted so nostalgic that I almost cried.

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Ellie and the others came back around noon the next day. Looks like Ellie's home development went as far as she could. Even so, you can Ellie, except for the magic of farmland exploration, and farmland can be expanded by the fall wheat mackerel.

Leaving aside the extra house, it is now important to make miso and soy sauce in our territory. Sake begins growing rice.

I had no particular objection to Hiragis' compensation or my decision to produce soy sauce or miso. It will certainly make money, and most importantly, it's a gift from God.

"But you don't have enough people to make it."

Yes, Ellie says. Anyway, they've all moved for agriculture and commerce. Even the vigilante, the logging of the woods and the many jobs demanded in the village are not enough to say at all about the extra people.

Given how I got the recipe for recruiting people from the outside as well, I don't want to draw in people who don't even know Tirica is there.

So on Lilia's suggestion, I decided to get the elves to prototype first. No, you really just rely on the elves.

"Let's have a young man turn around who hasn't decided to do it. If we do well, we'll be young and we'll be close."

I see. A hundred years needs training, which would be fascinating if you could be a leader in the industry in a year or two.

So I asked Lilia to go back inside the elf and recruit for the story of soy sauce and miso, two or three people each, and the next day dozens of people had gathered together.

"When it comes to recipes brought to me by God, I and I get together."

Uh, yeah. I'm not saying that in the wrong way, because it's normal food in my hometown...

For now, no utensils for tasting. Miso soup and utensils. Kusan's pork juice. Soy sauce is quite popular when it serves a variety of stewed pots based on soy sauce with a lower flavor of fried soy sauce, and as such most elves decided to participate in making miso and soy sauce.

Well, it will be completely manual, and a larger number of people will be able to make mass production.

But it's still not that easy when you have to make it. The booklet on how to make it is originally in Japanese, so while I was translating it yesterday, I had Satti and Tirica write it down, but there are only two parts for dozens of people.

Terminology is also unfamiliar to people over here. I only know how to remember.

Check the foods, tools, and procedures you prepare over and over again. I don't even know the fungus, so the most important way to increase koji and temperature control. A clean environment is also important so that germs do not mix.

That day only half a day was crushed by explanations of how to make it and consultation on the necessary equipment and preparations.

Anyway, there is only one sack of cobalt, and failure is unacceptable. I know you'll send me again if you make a request, but after hearing about the heavenly punishment, casual favors are also a little scary.

Truth is, I wanted to try it myself, but tomorrow is the sanctuary of the sword.

I'd like more rest, but I've got a full three days off and now I'm feeling better. I'm still a little tired of losing blood, but it seems to have healed completely when it comes to magic sickness.

Finally, the training of the sword begins. It begins.