Jui-san no Oshigoto in Isekai

"Ahhh... Shit, I lost it"

The wind gaze out to the crowded boulevard looked around.

Nora, who followed me shortly afterwards, looked like she had a heavy sword on her hips.

The wind sight I noticed said, "Ah. Are you all right?" he cautioned, putting his hand on his knee, but yeah, he nodded, so it seemed okay.

I give her a handkerchief because she seems to be sweating for now.

but they shrugged away with their hands shaking. Apparently, he cares about getting dirty with sweat.

"Ha, don't worry about that"

I wiped the sweat off my forehead and the resistance stopped perfectly. So I let her hold the handkerchief again in her hand and waited for her breath to get ready.

She was comparing handkerchiefs to wind gazing faces alternately and saying something. Is that a thank you?

... Speaking of which.

Nora has rabbit ears.

She's also supposed to be Mr. Bunny in military uniform, to put it simply. Very cute tail with a tiny tiny exit.

Liz and Chloe had a neat appearance and the atmosphere was hidden like a high ridge flower without having to wear it, but the thin scuffy mixed nora has a good sense of village daughter impression and a very friendly atmosphere.

My thighs peeking between my uniforms as a soldier are so beautiful that I definitely want to pair them with knee socks and tights.

The age also looks like the same twenties as the wind, and compared to Liz and Chloe, it's a grown-up look that shows bunnies - but I can't believe I put on a good ear with a hobby.

I was intrigued by the windscape that I had yet to ascertain if the ears and tails of the subhuman were real.

"This is real... what is it?

"Hih!?

"Mm, soft and warm. I knew it was real."

I touched my ear and Nola jumped away surprised me.

Well, it would be a natural reaction if they suddenly touched my ear. I also touched the wind view I did myself before realizing it.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Sure......, EU......, EU sinto muito (sorry)?

Modern Japan is a mild demented act, but Nora was a generous woman. He grins and snorts as he strokes his touched ear.

Even if it bothered me, from now on he changed his mind to try to touch it with a little more care.

"Um, even so, I wonder where the fairy went"

Look around again.

A store lined up with weapons enough to take you out onto the street in eight hundred cuddly and lively shops.

Then I can see the butcher dismantling and selling animals like Baku at the store, the luggage truck being pulled by something like a cattle with a longer neck.

What a landscape full of otherworldly emotions.

And then there's the bazaars out in the square a little further away, playing street art, and there's a beautiful woman singing with the bard.

There seemed to be a lot of sights as well as fairies.

I'm pretty sure all the boulevards look like this. Full of shadowless glamour. But what about the alleys and the back of the city?

As for the wind, I was more concerned about you.

"Nora, let's go that way. Over there."

"E, eu entendi isto (wow, ok)"

I pulled her hand and took her to the square.

At the center of the square is a bronze statue like Yamatano Orochi, sung by a woman in its front. The examination is ethno-musical and has a unique sound.

The high-pitched melody she sang seemed to shook her mind directly.

I've always wanted to hear this.

Would you sing me a song like this if I asked around Chloe? He keeps in mind that he might want to ask for it next time.

"Well, don't wonder where to start. I'd love to see that butcher's, but the real thing is... hmm?

The wind gazes at something.

A young girl who plays and runs well when she's cute...... she had kids.

Thank God they were chasing after a fairy who provoked and flew right in front of them.

However, if the fairy does, it can't be captured at all because of the lump or the use of insect removal nets.

And finally one of them messed around and threw the net out.

"Whoa, I see"

Speaking of which, it's not such a boulevard if people were to live there. Instead, he thought it would be better to get along with the kids, or follow them, to find out what the average family looked like.

It would be worth a try.

Besides, if you're dealing with a child, you don't need words. You just have to let it speak with your soul.

Windmill slapped Don in the chest in front of the child as he headed straight.

"Alright, leave it to your brother! One or two of the fairies, I'll do everything I can to capture them!

What was there was a more lively face than a child.

I guess it wasn't rash to behave like this because I had a curiosity about fairies from the beginning.

They figured out what Nora would do too with the worm removal net in her hand, and again!? I look like I said.

"Ha ha. Let me find out a lot about how fast I can fly at last. Never let them get away with it for the kids...!

He yells at the fairy with the worm removal net.

When a good adult did that, a painful gaze flew simultaneously from his surroundings, but he didn't realize.

His head is already full of something else.

Was it something similar to turning it into a fairy, or I felt in danger in response to a frightening aura?

Maybe he thought he'd make it a butterfly pin stopper specimen.

"Let's go!

"Me deixe dar um intervalo!?

Moment after moment, the escape and pursuit began.

The fairy trying to fly away escapes about twice as fast as when she was being chased by a child, but the wind sight is also pretty fast with the wind sight. Old man, we have reserves. It's serious speed.

People come and go in the streets and sew up the waves, but they run through like sprinters. It's like a disease.

Fairies are desperate shapes.

The opposing wind view is the scientist's face.

"Nothing hurts. I'll end it so it doesn't hurt, so I'll get caught by adults. Yikes!!

A voice of youth echoes in the city of Hydra.

They didn't have the people on this scene who could stop a twenty-six year old running on hunting instinct stripping.

□

"That would be stupid, that one"

"Yes, I thought I shouldn't say..."

Liz seemed to be looking back at the whole thing with her white eyes.

I don't know if he was willing to go out and make contact with the kids, but now he's smashing them up and competing with the fairies.

The seemingly adults try to stop it, but even such a chase is unplugged, enough to chase it to the fairy.

I just admired that physical ability, but I can't appreciate it as Liz because humanity doesn't make sense.

"Oh, boy. Some people are trying to manipulate the crowd into slams and unpopular places by multiplying this noise."

"Yes, perhaps"

Groups of bamboo poles and building materials may pass in the direction of wind sights and fairy paths, or market objects may collapse and block the way.

It was in their eyes that those who did it could somehow see it hidden.

Maybe some of those guys are after his life with a knife.

"Give Nora an order to use the whistle to keep it perfectly attached to that one. Then if anyone is suspicious, let their own judgment take care of it. Those who are chasing regularly report the current location with a whistle. Like?"

Copy that.

That's all Liz ran out when she contacted the accompanying knight.

He pushed people on the side of the road and found someone who was trying to manipulate them again. The killer was quietly hiding himself in the alley and trying to move somewhere again.

She goes after it in an attempt to capture it.

There are plenty of people, and sometimes carriages go by. I can't run at full speed on this spot, but still she seemed like a breeze to blow through.

I admitted if I jumped into the alley, I'd run away.

Follow immediately and unplug the servel.

The killer made a sudden turn around the corner of a maze-like alley. You must have noticed they were after you.

Liz tries to catch him before he can escape and chases him up - but the moment he gets to the corner, it was a few knives that jumped into view.

I guess I threw it with both hands anticipating the timing. I see their winning face.

(You idiot)

But Liz was calm.

It's good to poke at the other person's void. But it's second-rate to win even though you're not blocking your way out.

Liz flipped herself over with a triangle jump and jumped over the knife as she kicked the wall with running momentum, and even took the back of the killer.

And then wave the sabel over the tendon of the opponent's hands and feet and cut it off.

"Yikes!?

He turned the back of his head and kicked it with a kick where he tried to fall in on the spot, completely letting his consciousness fly as well.

The killer hits the aisle wall from his face when he blows like a doll unnecessarily, slips off and falls.

"Well, what the hell with securing and"

She shook off the dirt on the sabel, picking up the dog whistle and turning to the knights around her.

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So, when it comes to wind sights, it ends.

1. The children pulled the dong.

2, Vigilante (all around), this is him.

3, "No, I was just excited about the fairy...!

4, rope.

A few minutes ago, a vigilante came and slapped him on the shoulder when the wind had finally hunted down the fairy in the alley.

If you want to describe the scene, it's "a frightened, pully, trembling fairy - it was also bad that this was a girl - before, haha, a breathless adult man”.

Yes, it's a crime scene, no matter what you think.

However, the well-informed vigilante asked him what was the matter.

He discretioned me that even if it looked like he was attacking me, it might actually have been stolen, or that there might be some nasty circumstances.

Although.

I still don't understand the language. The wind sight is a terrible word, and I answered, 'I, I am excited'.

There is no more excuse for this.

If I were to explain it properly, I should have answered, though, that I had risen to biological interest in fairies.

But it's too late. At that moment the decision was made to go to the office.

"Mm-hmm..., that's crazy"

In the meantime, he was caught in the office, twisting his neck wondering what was wrong with the wind view he had placed in the detention center.

There is no perception that chasing fairies = crime.

Just the awareness that I've tried to chase the fairies as a means for a purpose. In the middle of the chase, I saw some of the city's living landscape, so it doesn't feel like the goal is to achieve it.

"Could it have gotten in the way of a round trip?

I do feel like I used a carriage, a residential wall, etc. to triple jump as well.

I also think I put together a scrum and kicked the adult boy who became a fairy wall, but somehow I have vague memories.

But the wind gaze thought it was a little terrible to be caught to that extent.

If someone is mistaken for a level of human face, it would be odd not to have as many of these werewolves in custody in the same place.

Like a beast - correction.

It's a hairy beast from the looks of it, and it's not strange to get some misunderstanding if it feels like him with a sharp eye.

Besides, in his case, he really did something. He also suffered injuries like after the brawl.

I guess that's what happens because in the cell across the street, another beast man sits in a similar fashion.

In the meantime, I can't do anything until Nora tells me the story, so Windmill decided to try to communicate with this guy.

"Excuse me, can I have a word?

Am I? And my gaze stopped.

He still looks somewhat out of mood.

"Doni é uma pessoa boa? (Is Doni a good person?

"É uma piada? (Are you kidding me?

Speaking of Donnie, he figured out there was nothing but a lord, but as far as the werewolf's face is concerned, he only has a negative image.

I saw some skinny people sitting around in the alley, and some kids like street childrens.

Maybe he's still not doing good politics.

Even at that summons Chloe was frowning, but Donnie didn't care about anything. Then it also becomes suspicious that he said the disposition of the sinner.

Even the first girl I met didn't seem very likely to do that.

"Uh. Oh, no. I can't think of a word..."

I wanted to ask him a few more questions about taxes, famine, plague, etc. But now he doesn't have enough vocabulary, and I just had to say no.

Even werewolves turn their faces away, and it's not an atmosphere where they can go on and have conversations.

But I was turned away, so I could see the marks and scratches of blood on his side.

Until just now, I was across the street and didn't care, but it also looks a little terrible.

"I don't know what happened, but that injury, you can't let it get worse, and we can handle it?

"Quem e voce?

"Officer, I wonder if there's any disinfectant. If it's not there, it's okay to drink more often. Hopefully it's like gauze and tape."

It is often said that alcohol can be used for disinfection but not for spiritual sakes. It's only about 20% in shochu, so it's not very effective.

Alcohol of about 60-70% alcohol can be used enough for disinfection. This is more disinfectant than almost 100% alcohol.

There are several possible reasons.

When you have moisture, it stains your skin well, so even deep fungi can steal heat from vaporization and kill it, or the hydrophilic and parental oils just get better and make it easier to destroy the fungus body. I don't know for sure yet.

By the way, drinking industrial alcohol as alcohol is dangerous.

It doesn't turn into the same ethanol, but there are deliberately dangerous substances added there so that it can't be alcoholic, so drinking it can do harm. There's something about liquor tax laws around here.

"Hey, officer?

I tried calling him and he's not coming.

Apparently he's still talking to Nora... and he came as soon as he thought.

"That, Chloe?

"Dear Julie, how could you do this if you thought you would never come back!? I was really worried that something had happened to me...!

Chloe complains when she sees an iron lattice.

I don't know how I made you worry. Her eyes were moist.

"Ugh... I'm sorry, if I was somehow obsessed with chasing fairies, this would have happened at some point, this is it. Really, it's strange to be different."

"I heard. If you want to know something, tell me first. I'll do anything I can."

"Oh. I'll be careful this time"

Nora brought the keys while I was talking to Chloe about that.

When I opened it, Chloe immediately came and said, "You're not hurt anywhere, are you?" and worried by the excesses.

"No. I'd rather disinfect this guy's injuries than that, but does Chloe have any drugs or anything?

"Then I have it for once because I'm a cleric"

"Well, lend it to me for a second"

"No, then leave it to me"

She started treating werewolves when she got the box out of her white robe. All I had to do was apply ointment, but a minor injury as bad as a beating would suffice.

I thought so and I noticed that somehow werewolves tend to be nervous.

"Is it because Chloe's cute?

If you were laughing that you were a wolf but you were a ub, the guy on the other side looked similar.

No, isn't it really lighting or something? You know, it looks like you lost your back somewhere.

"Master Juey, this one is over. I'll put some pills on that one too, so please wait outside."

"Hmm? Oh, good luck. I was gonna do it. I'm sorry."

Watch out for Chloe's voice before the doubt is solved.

"No. Hope I can help. And it's good to see one side of you being nice to everyone."

I was once separated from Chloe, who grins like an angel.

"Thanks Nora for taking the time too. You're in trouble."

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Haha and I said it with a bitter smile but they didn't tell it this far.

The wind gaze was again reworded in this side of the language as' thank you '. Then Nora smiles right back at me, although she was somehow surprised by that one word.

That's how they waited outside the vigilante's office.

It was an easy-going look at studying again this next time, but he still doesn't know that a ghost class will start on this escape.