Kami neko Mii-chan to neko youhin shoukanshi no isekai funtouki

"I didn't know you were going to release the dragon I caught because of you... are you resentful towards me?"

If you suddenly show up in this space, which is not moving except for me and Me, and you look at the normal movement, this administrator must be in control of this space.

Was it good that Mr. Martial King once said that stopping time should not be done enough to make him an enemy of God? Am I forgiven because I'm a divine man?

"Mi?"

Soon there will be a table and a chair in front of me and tea will be available.

"Well, sit down. You'll get tired standing up."

"Now, if you'll excuse me for being sweet with your words,"

"Mi ~"

I'll sit in a chair, put Mee on the table and then I'll put her on. The administrator also sits in a chair and starts brewing tea from the pot to the cup.

If you carefully observe the administrator in this way, it is not half uncomfortable. When I was dressed as a scout in the labyrinth, those were so much that I would normally consider myself a hunter if I had met him elsewhere.

I don't know now, I can only say normal people. It feels like a grand age everywhere. What is it, but even though existence itself seems vague to say it has no grasp, it is powerful enough that it is likely to be swallowed up if it does not remain firmly conscious of being emanated from the administrator.

I don't think it's a horrible thing to say, but it's definitely the strength of a different dimension of existence.

The clothes you're wearing are closer to silver than white, Poncho? He is wearing penetrating clothes and trousers. I just got a little associative of the aliens coming out of the old SF.

"Well, drink up."

From the teacup that the administrator has offered, there is a hint of sweetness that I miss somewhere. A plate with a hint of sweet aromatic tea is also served before Me.

Mee, without any doubt, I started drinking Tyrothiro and his tea. A little surprised.

"Apparently, you liked it. You're still an apostle. You seem to know this flavor."

I can't help but suspect now, so I decide to have some tea too. Mmm, delicious. But it's tea I've had somewhere. Golden, sweet and just a little tannic. Yes, this is......

"Sweet tea."

"Hmm. Can you see this, too? Are you still descendants of your countrymen?

I remember. When I was a little girl, I went to a kindergarten run by a temple, so it was this sweet tea that I used to put on the Buddha's statue during a flower festival celebrating Buddha's birth in April. It's sweet and delicious, but you said you'd break your stomach if you drank too much.

"I remember drinking when I was little"

"This tea was well consumed in God."

"Mi ~"

I see, that's why you drank without any cowardice, Mee. I wonder if I missed it. I do remember that the ingredients for sweet tea were a variant of purple sunflower called amacha. If you look, will you find it? I forgot, but I remember reading in something that some kind of tulu would make the same sweet tea. I can't remember...

"Now, who are you? And his messenger who's with us."

"I'm Nero. This is Mee. I'm from another world. Mee is a member of God's family who followed us then."

"The other world? You mean" brave "?

Mee, at some point, Mee, I'm serving cookies and eating crisps. Don't you have to listen to the administrator?

"Mi ~"

Nero, I'll leave you to it. Is that all right, Mee?

I can't help it, so I'll hem my cookies for the admin as well.

"I'm not a brave man. I'm not on that mission."

"Then why are you in this world, Mayaris?

"Mayaris?

"It's the name of this star."

"There's a lot going on here."

The administrator has a subtle face.

"By the way, what's your name?

"We gods have no names."

"Huh?"

What a dumb voice. It's me, though. But isn't it inconvenient not to have a name? I wonder how they're hanging each other out?

"Strange? We don't talk aloud if we're divine. Talk about it in a way that conveys ideas. individual or multiple, no problem."

Is he telepathic? Is he Esper? Well, God used telepathy, too. Maybe it's not that uncommon. In a way, your conversation with Mee is also telepathic.

"Mi ~"

Nevertheless, sweet tea is delicious. I want to find it and deal with it at the Divine Cat Chamber of Commerce. There is no doubt about the know-how.

"Who is the god who sent you to this Mayaris?

"I'm the god of the other world. It seems that the gods and sisters of this world."

"Is that so…… that person is no longer the god of this world……"

I don't know who that one is, but surely Flora, before God now, it's like saying, "Flora, father of God"? Let's not say anything extra because that other guy might be the god before him.

"I know that God has sent brave men to this world several times. It's strange that you're not a brave man."

"I don't think it's that uncommon. I hear that by total chance some people have come through the path that leads to this world, and many have been forced to do so by the power of their skills."

"Skills!? Does God allow that now!"

No, I didn't forgive you. The people who called the sect sisters died before the divine punishment came down, because even the path opened by the God of the Earth, Flora, God, was angry and closed. Thanks to you, Mee, you can't go back to the divine world.

"Mi no..."