Isekai ni Kita Boku wa Kiyoubinbode Subaya-sa Tayorina Tabi o Suru

"I knew it was rice..."

Tear glands loose in the nostalgic sweetness of chewing. When the other world arrived, they all made fun of me for growing rice, but it seems that I was Japanese too.

Arranged before me and Daniela, who were to have dinner with the courtesy of Yamato, the ghost chief, Yunagi's father, was a Japanese meal. They say the staple food of the ghost tribe is rice, and in this underground city of Yakshastadt, rice was grown even though there was no sunshine.

"This is all thanks to the Elves."

That's what I said and laughed. Mr. Yamato eats rice lavishly. Neighbor Daniela wonders, carrying rice into her mouth. Chopsticks that I had never had before, but I had mastered the treatment as soon as I saw me.

"It's delicious..."

I bite, bite, bite as I taste. The miso soup arranged together and the salted fish are also excellent. I didn't think I could come here and eat Japanese food.

Happy hours passed quickly, and the dishes arranged on the table were cleaned up, instead with tea after meals for the number of people and one old proprietary.

"I'd like to hear about this guy, yeah?

"Yeah, sure."

Why did you get this? Why did you get this? To talk about it, I have to talk about people from different worlds.

I sipped a hot cup of tea and started talking.

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"Well... you did a great job"

"Yeah, but Daniela was here so I could get here."

When I'm done talking about what happened after I came to the other world, I drink out my warm tea.

I also talked about the cause with Nova. He also talked about the Divine Connection (Linkage), which Nova was secretly repeating. Naturally, I talked about it thinking it was something I knew, but the Yamatos didn't know it at all.

"We hate Nova because the Elves have perished because of that self-sustaining demonic prop. When I heard about the rabbit, I learned something."

"What do you get?

"Why did the Elves die?"

Waiting jizzily for Mr. Yamato's words as Daniela's ears move pickly sideways.

"Well, maybe something...... Nova has succeeded in connecting to the divine world in the past"

"Success...... oh, you mean that. He said he touched God's inverse scale because he connected to the divine world."

"That sort of thing."

Mr. Yamato says it used to be a world filled with more magic. As a result of the divine realm connections made using its abundant magic vegetables, the Elves were stripped of their power and replaced.

"That means Nova is trying to do it again..."

"Maybe the world itself will perish..."

A painful silence comes.

I wanted to save the unfortunate people of the past, present and future because of Nova's experiments. No questions asked, no discrimination, no art of being summoned and forced to return. It is absolutely unforgivable to be deprived of all that has been piled up so far and all that happiness, unhappiness and such life that we will be visiting.

It was me who decided to fight for it, but it seems to be bigger than that. It has developed into a battle to save the world itself.

"I don't know what the outcome of our fight will be, but I don't want to choose not to fight. I was flown into this world, and I saw someone cry down knowing I couldn't go home. I don't want to see those people anymore."

"Me... oh, I remember my nostalgic face. He lived and died somewhere, looking like he'd given up, but maybe he did the same thing to people from different worlds..."

Smile gently as Mr. Yamato remembers the distant past. The eel that watched turned to me. [M]

"... you can't even go home with a rabbit? Isn't it hard?

"Me too. Well, if you say it's not hard, it's a lie, but I can't leave this guy alone."

Poking Daniela with her elbow, Yunagi laughed and Daniela wrinkled between her brows in a grumpy manner.

"I can live better than a rabbit, and I've lived it. Big favor."

"hahaha"

The after-dinner tea party is wrapped in soothing air. I want to end up in the same atmosphere... but that's not why we came here.

"So, how much power does Nova have?

Three other spines stretched to Yamato's low voice, which gave him a serious look.

"There was someone who stood up and searched for information. Her intel says there's a thousand troops available for Automata."

You haven't heard anything else.

"Hmm..."

Mr. Yamato wrapped his arms around him, staring at the solitude on the tabletop, whining in a potpout.

"Ten thousand dollars a day."

I accidentally breathe in the size of the numbers put out.

"What's the basis for that?

"The fact that you stood up means that you're being searched for. Well, I don't trust that number. Think I've got ten times as many as I can get."

"10,000 automatic dolls..."

I imagined 10,000 automatic dolls lined up in that fog-wrapped green hill and fought. Daniela, the manager, Rachel, Matsumoto, and the Ghost Clan. How can you fight that number with so much force?

Even if I could break through, I'm sure I'd have a wife. I doubt you have the strength to deal with it. Thought a thousand bodies could handle this, but this is on boulders......

"Well, I can even calculate it, and for today, take your time. Just go back to the island tomorrow. Are you in a hurry?

"Yes, but don't boil more maneuvers or something. Are you okay with that?

"Nothing to boil, that's what I'm talking about. You don't have all the power you need to think about, do you?

So is that. I haven't even joined the manager yet, and I haven't spoken to Rachel or Matsumoto. Still, I guess I want to think about something because it's shriveled to too huge a number. I'm sorry that I figured that out myself.

"Pull your shoulders out and get some rest. And then if you take it easy, yeah, do it."

"Right...... then, I'll give you a break"

"All right, Yunagi, show me around."

Knee breaded, and Yamato, who slapped him, rose and disappeared into the back room. The leftover yuunagi dropped it off sideways and exhaled a great sigh as he became invisible.

"Really, that old man... I'm sorry, was that naughty?

"No, I don't care. He's a busy, caring father."

"That's too much!

Yuunagi, who said so and laughed a lot, stood up with her knees slapped just like Mr. Yamato.

"I'll show you to the two bedrooms. Follow me."

"Yeah, let's go, Daniela"

"Wait a minute."

Wait for Daniela, who poured in the rest of the tea, to get up and follow the eel in line.

The only boulder is the chief's house, big and wide. He was led through several doors and hallways to the prepared bedroom. On the way here, I didn't see any stairs. It is still a world with ceilings, so is it set as low as possible? The fact that there is a tower also makes me feel proportionally lower around it.

"Here or here. Daniela's this way."

"What, you're not with the rabbit"

"There's no way a man and a woman are together, is there?

A ghost tribe seems to be a race with a solid sense of chastity. Hmm, nodded Daniela, being led into the room across the street by Yunagi.

"Well..."

I was left alone, knocking on the door in front of me and then opening it. Of course, there was no one in there.

"Oh, this is amazing..."

Pure Japanese style, a room that could be called, was spreading everywhere. Although there is some discomfort that it may be a door rather than a fuso, the building of the room itself can be called a Japanese room. It is about six tatami in size and is laid to a proper tatami.

The lighting magic props placed in the corners of the room, the mechanism is a look-alike lantern, even together. The paper affixed to the frame of a square column assembled in a tree depicts a strange pattern, which becomes a shadow and illuminates the room. That makes me feel nostalgic somewhere.

It is the futon that is laid in the centre. The pillow squeaks when touched. The shell. The duvet weighed nostalgic...... it was cotton.

"This guy is awkward...... he won't be able to leave"

Nostalgic emotions burst into a boil. When I realized I was wrapped in a futon and traveling to my dream world in less than three seconds.

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I didn't realize I was asleep until I got a little rough. What time will it be since this deep sleep?

"Look, just get up! How long have you been asleep?

"Oh...... sorry. Too comfortable to sleep..."

"Oh, you know, the good futon! Well, I thought you'd know if you were a rabbit."

"What does that mean?

As she crawls out of the futon somehow suppressing her desire to sleep twice, a yuunagi with arms over her head says happily.

"I made this futon from an old brave man! You're from the same world as a rabbit, right?

"Uh... I see, I'm convinced"

I thought so. It is difficult to recreate the Japanese-style culture to this point, no matter how many coincidences the ghost tribe alone overlaps. That's how much I missed this room. If the wisdom and hard work of the brave had been added to his place, he could be convinced.

Rather, I admire the fact that it has often been reproduced so far. As much as I wanted to go home, the tung and the back of my nose hurt.

"Look, we're all waiting for you.

"Yeah, okay. Go ahead."

"Mmm."

After confirming that Yunagi had left the room, to which I replied briefly, I secretly wiped my eyeballs.