It Seems I Came to Another World, Now What Should I Do

I dare not, keep going back to the toy store and buy a sliding block puzzle. As for this, the carpenter can make it at the edge of the wood, so let's bring it in. It would be good with an introduction like a game where the lord kicks his enemies and triumphs. Choose a wooden item to buy.

Stay on the center line and head back to Miyako. From the bicycle storage, take the bike out and head to the apartment. I want to develop my bike, but I think the chain part is difficult, so I go up the apartment stairs and open the door to the house. Now if it was another white space, it would have been laughable, but it's my house. Start up your PC quickly and get in touch with your friends. Because there are unexplained connections, I can rely on them when I say this.

"Hey, how are you? Can we talk now?

Plug the smartphone into the charging cable in the house for a long time. I can see that the charging speed is completely different. Oh, it's holding up well.

"Hmm? Long time no see. Hey, what's up?

A sleepy voice returns. Boulder rich Neat.

"Who can improve and develop Bagatel?

"Bagatelle... what's a Bagatelle? Hmm!? That or I'll fly the balls, play them with nails and drop them somewhere. Is that it? I made it when I was a kid."

"Oh. I wanted to make something a little improved on that. I'm looking for someone who can design and arrange nails properly."

"Are you a nailer... Ah. You were in Nakano... I should have been close to ninety grandpa by now... I'm gonna hang up a little. I'll get in touch."

Looking at the clock, it's a little past twenty. But I'm more worried about you if ninety grandfathers don't put in contact and get grumpy that time of year. It's going to take some time, so put the frozen baked rice on a plate, wrap it up and put it in the range. As soon as I set the time and hit the start button, the phone rings.

"I've heard from you. Call the number I'm going to tell you."

When a friend says so, he tells me his cell phone number. Plus, it's a recent number. You just bought it or something? I also feel like a watchdog phone.

While pressing the said number, I can hear the range behind me, but ignore it.

When the call button is pressed, the target is given about two calls.

"Excuse me for being late at night. Nice to meet you. My name is Maekawa."

"No, I don't mind. Tsugawa, how do you relate to him? It's been a long time since I heard from you, but I want to improve Bagatel because I'm missing something to say."

"Yes. That's what I asked for. We're looking for someone who can design it."

"Hmmm...... Well, it's an introduction to someone I took care of a lot. I can't do it without... Where do you live?

It's Miyako.

"That's close... Uh. Do you want to take a moment and meet me around the auspicious temple? There 'll be a few coffee shops around there."

"Okay. When would you like it as a schedule?

"Tomorrow's Saturday. How about tomorrow morning at 9: 00? Is Saturday morning tough if you're a salad man?

"No, because Saturday and Sunday will also happen as usual. The store..."

With that said, I decide to meet with him and hang up the phone. I don't know, but I think I got the talent. First of all, he said he had a connection.

Keep looking for dealer development classes on your PC. If I could, I would appreciate the near field, but it was in the near field of the company, so I decided to go there. But it will take about four months to calculate... It's tough not to see Liz until then. I can't help it. I'll give up thinking I'm single. Back to occasions... No, no, if I did that, there would be no end to it.

Later, we will also look into agricultural guidance. but it is impossible while working because they are all farming, clinging and job guidance systems. I can't help it, so I'll just buy the seeds and grow them from scratch.

There are quite a few instruction books for rice cultivation, so I will buy them.

As for miso and soy sauce, should I buy koji? But I need to see soy sauce for four months and a year even in miso. I want to bring in as much for my own use. Let's bring in just miso that can be stored at room temperature. Soy sauce loses its flavor over time.

Later, butler clothes, maid clothes and dealer clothes...... Let's ask around here to make a garment type paper. Can you make a sewn S, M, and L area and fix it according to the model paper? Do we have to find someone who can talk properly given the material...... Will you ask him for this too?

When I think about that while scratching the grilled rice, it's almost 12: 00. Well, there's tomorrow. Time for bed.

I feel asexually lonely when I dive into a futon by myself. I miss Liz. But I want to do my best to get everything together and go home. For a happier town... As I meditated on my eyes, little by little, I lost consciousness.

Wake up in the morning and get ready to head to the designated shop in Jixiang Temple.

"Oh, excuse me. I'm promising people, is Tsugawa here?

I'll ask the clerk, 30 minutes before the appointment. If I thought you wouldn't be in the boulder, they're already waiting. When I'm inducted to look at my seat, there are three gentlemen sitting in a row who don't look like the ninety eating mornings.

"Nice to meet you. Excuse me during the meal. My name is Maekawa."

"Oops. I thought it would be just fine, I was here first for dinner. Tsugawa. Nice to meet you. Well, sit down."

Take your seats as they say and ask for coffee. In the morning, just stuffing a sandwich is enough. I had a convenience store sandwich, that's enough.

"So I met him first because he told me. What was there?

"The situation is a little hard to explain, but to conclude, at the medieval technical level, I wanted to make bagatel. This is the proposal."

I woke up in the morning and summed it up by drawing requirements and specifications and a brief ponch painting.

"Just give me a minute. 'Cause I'll read it."

Tsugawa finishes the meal gently, reads the proposal, looks at the ponch painting, and exhales.

"This doesn't even feel like a smartball... Are you really a bagatel...... And what is it, this semi-automatic mechanism for balls to come out? Hook it up and drop the swallowed balls in the back when you get the part done? The part of this mechanism stinks...... That's big, this. How about a meter and a half vertically?

"I don't have tools, and I don't have the precision to work with them. I thought if we built in this semi-automatic mechanism, it would get bigger."

"What you're saying is impotent, but are you serious about the area? Is the distribution mechanism good manually? This, behind a curtain or something, the dimensions that people put balls in?

"Yes, the falling balls will flow down, and the hitting balls will be monitored by the monitor, while manually removing them if stopped along the way"

"If this is it, there's no glass. What about fraud control?

"One person always comes along. The humans will be watching."

"What's the big deal... A ball between five and seven centimeters, given the size of the hole? The material is not precise with iron... Besides, how about a nail if it's this size...... It's hard to mass produce a true ball of wood, huh? Materials change the way you jump."

"That's where we're going to unify the types of wood to make as little difference as possible."

"The tree also has character, so it makes a difference... Either way, are there some polishers...... You know what the taco baker is?

"Yes, because I'm Kansai"

"Right. Zacchingly, reverse rotate one hole in the taco baker up or down to make it scratch. That way, you can have a true sphere. The manual's tight, but you don't have any power?

"There is a water wheel. There are gears and cranks. There is enough horsepower to grind iron with round grinding wheels."

With that said, Tsugawa puts his hand on his forehead with a frightened face.

"Did you come with the water wheel? Are you serious about medieval style...... Uh. I knew if you didn't spin both, don't let one tree pull over. You can rotate at equal speed with gear and crank in tune...... Is casting possible?

"Yes, iron castings are producible. Cast out relatively homogeneously."

"Hmmm...... That's about it all."

That's what I'm going to say and spread my hands.

"Fifty million?

The moment I said that, Tsugawa screamed as I was about to blow out the coffee I had included.

"Buh... stupid, you. What the hell, that amount. Five hundred, five hundred. It takes a little over a million to get it molded. That's two. That's the nail, right? It has to be medieval quality, right? I also have to do that investigation. Plus, you're designing an emission mechanism and prototyping it in kind. Later, a two-month restraint fee. Five hundred together."

"Okay. I'll pay you instantly."

"You... Remember to doubt... Well, it's his introduction. I'm not trying to fool you. Instant money would be appreciated."

"Well, just give me two hours, please"

"Oh, man."

Tsugawa says something behind him, but without asking, he heads to the register with a slip. Pay by card and head straight to the taxi stand nearby. Even on Saturday, Akasaka had a store with an empty desk. Keep the cab waiting and drop five million off the ledger. They didn't have enough bills to give it to me immediately. They waited a little. In the meantime, the clerk who confirmed the balance opened his eyes and explained the division of the deposit and the merchandise, but he was not willing to ask. Receive the money, take a cab, and just head back to the store earlier.

"May I?

I say that to Tsugawa, who was killing time while reading a manuscript, and I give him five copies of the bank envelope. It's a bunch of millions of yen, so I don't care how you look at it, it's a thick book.

"You're counting here. And five hundred..."

"No. Please take it back and count it. Tell me if it's not enough. Also, if it still seems to take longer than I expected, just tell me and I'll send it out."

"I can see it. That's all I know about him. I'll be in touch with you on your progress, and the way you hit the nail is tricky. I'll explain. Give me time then."

"It's going to be Saturday and Sunday, okay?

"I don't mind. Schedules should be kept down in advance. But an interesting job set in. You're gonna live a long time."

When Tsugawa smiles bitterly, he offers his hand. Hold that hand and split on the spot.

As we go to sign up for dealership school, we head to the station. I have to get out of here once near work. While walking, I call my friend again.

"In the morning, yes. What time is it? Geez. It's still eleven o'clock."

"Usually before noon, huh? Next, a seamstress who can work at medieval clothing levels. Introduce me to someone who can draw model paper."

"Cosplay or something?

"Why would a divorced man have something like that?"

"Are you gonna wear it?

"I'm not wearing it!!

"Ah. Then you're individually custom-made... I know some of them... Is that a woman thing? Is he a man?

"That's for men and women in general butler clothes, maid clothes and dealer clothes. Oh, there's no bra. Exposure."

"What the hell, that collateral information. Mm-hmm. Introducing you two. There are kids who specialize in making men and women. I'll keep in touch."

"If you're a girl, would you feel safer about texting or something?

"No. You're talking about work. You can trust Maekawa. Tell them to keep in touch."

"Whoa. I'm gonna take the train a little bit, so I might call you back later."

"Okay. I'll let you know."

I just got to the station, so I hang up and get on the central line. Let's just get this over with. While being held by the train, check the shipping status of agricultural books and the shipped mail of Koji.

Hmm. If the dealer school is four months old, can you make miso...... Can I give it a try?

With that in mind, I'm rocked by a train. By the time I got to the station, the phone rang twice, but without taking it, wait for the station. Okay, well, what's next?