Ippanjin Enpou Yori Kaeru. Mata Hatara Kaneba!

Terorin! Terorin!

An electronic sound sounds when entering the store.

While cutting the nylon that stopped the bundle of magazines with a cutter knife, greetings were made with conditional reflections.

"Welcome!"

Late-night convenience store work is difficult.

At a time when dates change outside of normal business, delivery trucks bring magazines, replace items, and dispose of expired lunches.

The 24-hour sales business model has to rely on its workforce, such as energetic and unpaid young people and foreign students.

And now he was on a late night shift at the convenience store "Hatfight", and he was also busy working.

He is alone at this hour and needs to respond to it whenever a guest arrives.

I threw the cutter knife into the uniform apron.

When I glanced at the clock near the ceiling of the register, it turned a little around midnight in the morning.

Behind the gaze stands a young man wearing a plain shirt over tea trousers.

It is a type of race rarely seen this late at night.

I didn't have any particular features, and it was a man that didn't leave much of an impression.

Anyway, the guests during this time are mostly Yankee couples, nurses going to the night shift at the general hospital a little away, and at most a few local residents.

Are you looking for something?

Looking around, the man apparently found what he was looking for.

Grab the plastic umbrella that was slightly behind you.

(Oh, no, it's been falling forever.Wow, I didn't move it, maybe I got angry...)

I was busy and completely forgot what the store manager told me.

A chance to sell a vinyl umbrella when it rains.

It was sunny during the day, so I would have moved it to the back, but now it's been raining hard for a long time before the date changed.

In addition to that, occasional lightning seems to be spinning.

He was badly rained down when he came here on a part-time job, and his personal clothes were dried over the hanger.

(Move umbrella and raincoat around when this person returns)

That's how the bytes move to the cashier's counter.

However, the man apparently had other business to attend to and took the basket to the liquor sales corner.

With a difficult face, I threw a bottle of sake for one person and a whiskey into a basket.

One canned yakitori on the side and one salad chicken.

Drink alone, huh?

Read the barcode of the product placed at the cash register with the reader at hand.

"All the products cost 2147 yen."

Then the man takes the 3000 yen out of his pocket and puts it on the table.

For some reason, I felt that the expression of just a few men was distorted in anguish.

Then the change is 853 yen.Check it out. "

"Thank you."

When I put the change in my pocket, I grabbed the plastic bag containing the product and went outside the store.

Thank you very much.

A man with an open plastic umbrella who had just bought it disappeared into the rain along with a tree waiting at the edge of a parking lot a little farther away.

"... now, move the rain gear."

At the convenience store, the shop manager told me to move the rainwear to a position that is easy for customers to see.

Then he went back to unpacking the magazine.

Finish those tasks in about 30 minutes and lower your hips to the cashier's counter.

Phew, I'm sick of it ~

The voice of a part-time job echoes in the store where there is no one.

Ah, let's get this part-time job over with.

My part-time job is crushing.

I want to finish my part-time job, have a light meal, take a shower, and get a good night's sleep in bed.

Fuwaaa, there was a lack of stretching.

But I'm really tired.

Remove the smartphone from your pocket and open one seg to see the Knight of Light Speed.

On the other side is the Skeleton Head Armored Warrior.

I guess it's because I haven't slept well since the morning of the concord yesterday, and I thought it was because I was free at work.

I can't believe the tree next door looked like an armour when that guest went out.

The moment I blinked, I couldn't see my shine, so it was naturally my fault.

I wonder if you're tired.

I wanted to go home and rest slowly, and I thought about my part-time job again with my shortcomings.

"Mmm, delicious. These kinds of drinks were hard to taste in those days.The whiskey also smells good.Somewhat prefer this one. "

"It's not that expensive.I appreciate your pleasure. "

Rain poured out loudly and loudly, knocking on the ceiling of the shrine's office.

Even though it was night, no electricity was turned on, and a small bottle of Japanese sake and whiskey was placed on a slightly dusty floor, drinking a bit of sake in a spare cup for a disrespectful festival.

At that time, the thunder rang.

Whoa, whoa!

Wow, that's close.

Lightning runs and the light that pops through the window illuminates the person who is drinking inside.

On the other hand, Shigeru Sugiyama, an ordinary person with no particular characteristics, was illuminated.

A broken outfit with thrown feet, folded aside, and a wet plastic umbrella rolling around.

And the other is a skeleton head wearing old-fashioned armor.

is sitting cuddly on a cushion that was piled up beside the office with a dagger and a helmet on its side.

It seems that the person in question said that it was black wood and busy.

However, Mao didn't really understand it, but it wasn't too busy, so he told me to call it Shigeyoshi.

I'm convinced that the old people don't really understand the obsession, and I call them Shigeyo-san.

"Night thunder...Maybe it's a bad omen. "

"No, why do you say that?What do you do if you flag it? "

Chibi and whiskey are licked and reformed, and Shigeyoshi is looking out.

Naturally, the shrine's office is unmanned, and the key placed under the planting pot at the entrance is borrowed and trespassed, so nature whispers.

"No, I don't think it's true that the dead are drinking like this."

"Hahaha, there's no sound..."

One sliced salad chicken, pierced into the tip of the knife and carried into the mouth by the bush, and the liquor came out.

It's cheap, but quite delicious.

"However, I didn't think that the modern language would make sense to Mr. Takayoshi.I was worried about how to communicate. "

"I was called back to this world more than 50 years ago.Instead, life is often tied to the surgeon.If you're on that side, you'll understand nature, words, and the world. "

You're having a hard time.

"Instead, you look at this chalekoube and you're drinking normally, you're acting crazy.You really think you can fight me in five minutes, are you?

I didn't think the skull would ask if you were serious.

"You're a mindless person.I'm just a little bit more experienced than the others. "

"... I don't know what I'm talking about, but it makes sense to mix it up."

Now pour Japanese sake into your cup, and Shigeyoshi drinks Japanese sake.

In fact, Mao has more experience and higher levels than 90% of Japanese.

Incidentally, the level rose to 16 due to the protrusion with Shimiyoshi earlier.

It seems to have been quite black and busy and had good experience.

"Including my fearless guts."

Well, I know a few skeleton-headed guys.

"... no matter what you think, it's not normal."

The skeleton over there is known as Dean Martha of the orphanage, Gordo of the court magician and prime minister, and Cotton of the soldier corps.

During the "war" when the moose were supposed to be called, those who chose not to sleep even after the war, who were called by the Death Magician, usually blend into the city well and live.

Some still happen to wake up by accident, asking them to choose whether they want to sleep or “fix” themselves alive.

There are many who are violently destroyed by the chaos of the Resurrection, and the soldiers' graveyard cleansing also includes countermeasures.

In those countries, the rights of the undead are covenanted and well guaranteed.

"I don't think it's acceptable in Japan for boulders."

"That's why you say you're crazy!

Firm and steady hitting the floor.

Strange, strange, I think this skeleton warrior is completely rude.

"No, as far as my senses are concerned, destroying Shizuyo-san is classified as murder.It's kind of... aggressive targeting there.I don't have the guts to do that.Basically, it's a mess. "

"I've never heard of a magic wedge shattered by healing."

"Hey, it's actually my first experience, too.I've seen people I know doing this before. "

Hahamo laughs.

I watched them in the joint cemetery with a lot of magic, even in the army, doing things to humans who might regain consciousness once in a while.

"It seemed to have worked, so I thought we should run away together.You took the trouble to escape.The Japanese police are really good, aren't they?I thought you were gonna get caught. "

"... aren't you changing your story?

"A long stick that I don't know about, like, a rubber bullet... surrounds the net and blocks the way out...If you think you've escaped, there's too many police cars patrolling all over the city.I can't move here until it gets a little brighter.It will be canned here for a while. "

Now I stab the yakitori with the knife.

Roll with your mouth and pour in a cheap sake.

The unique scent of fluffy fragrance came out of my nose comfortably.

Even though she can drink alcohol, she can't eat rice. Now she drinks alcohol by herself with whiskey.

"... aren't you listening?

"What is it?

About the magician.

Only the gaze turns back to a constant mood.

The knife pierced the next yakitori.

"You said yourself you don't remember much, right?

"Do you believe me? That's it."

Mao throws the yakitori into his mouth and flies back.

I looked at the stains on the ceiling and talked like one person.

The sound of drowning and rain continues.

"You said you knew Skull Head, right?

Ah.

"... one of them is the director of the orphanage.That person. "

Shut up.

The director of the orphanage talks about the skeleton.

Originally it was funny, but it was because of the seriousness of the moon that I felt uncomfortable sitting down.

Takayoshi set his feet together, and laid down the cup to correct his habitation.

"Always laughing at me when I see you, I'm the only good Obahan.Some idiot asked me why I work in an orphanage.Sometimes. "

You must have been a "warrior."

Sometimes he has the temptation to step too far into people.

"... I have to make amends.That's what I said.She said she was quite a famous warrior for all the women.He just said he'd been dead and turned into a skeleton, and he hasn't remembered anything for a while since he came back.Only fragmented memories like hazy ones."I don't remember" what I did, even though I had a ”record." It was a dirty job.... I don't remember, so I can't make amends for everything.So I'm still here. "

……

I can only hear the sound of rain and lightning.

Silence descends between the two.

"Death spirits are shit.I think the one who uses it is just as damn.However, it's the set that bothers the guy with the tools.And no one can understand it, and neither healing nor redemption can be provided.That's all I know. "

"... thank you."

"It's a bad fairy tale made by a drunk.You can forget about it. "

I don't see Shigeyoshi with his head down deep.

Is it true that the pine tree at the shrine was above the window staring at the bush?

She looks as if she is seeing something ahead.

Outside the window where the rain dripped, two lightning bolts went out in a row.