Seiichiro Kondo was tired.
Work that continues to grow despite a reduction in personnel. A defense with those who bring in receipts for a rush from morning to evening. The name "assistant section chief" is deceptive, but the point is that it can be pushed from top to bottom for miscellaneous use.
My 29th birthday has passed sometime, and I noticed that the shadow of the Thirty Roads is flickering, and my health has not recovered recently without being able to cook myself. It seems to be a long time ago that I recovered when I went to bed in my early 20s.
Today and today, "I can go home now" and so on, it was like "I'll let you go home soon" and I was kindly sent home, but I was originally summoned with no matter what the content was.
That said, Seiichiro, who remembered that he had done nothing recently but sleep like he died on a holiday and found a sense of value in the city with high days, decided to stop by a little and go home.
That was all wrong.
Blue spheres in the center of white pillars, patterned walls, domed high ceilings.
I thought it was vague that it resembled European architecture when I was a student.
It was a kind of escape from reality that had been taken away from me in the background.
Many people stood in a large room surrounded by people. All of them were separated from the Japanese and had a variety of colors.
Besides, clothes are rarely seen in Japan... I wondered if all the people dressed like armor and church priests got lost at the scene of the fantasy movie.
"... succeeded! Success!!
"The Virgin has descended!!!
"Ooooooooooo!!!
The foreigners, who had been quiet until then, started screaming uniformly.
Meanwhile, a strangely black appearance of a man looking at himself quietly and with cold eyes floated.
And just like Seiichiro, Pokan and the girl who was looking at it, in contrast to the black man, a flashy and high-profile beautiful young man approached and offered his hand.
Oh, yeah, I remember.
I did drop by the mall on my way home from work on holidays. After bragging about bookstores and so on, I bought ingredients at the underground supermarket to cook myself for the first time in a long time, and then...
And then, yes.
On the way home, a girl screamed and ran, and a girl who looked like a high school girl was buried in the ground.
"Hey! Somebody! Someone help me!!
The girl's body can already only see her upper body, and she buries herself in a circle of glowing ground. Seiichiro accidentally took the hand stretched out while crying.
Then the girl was taken by the young man who brought the soldiers, and the remaining Seiichiro was taken to a separate room by several priest-style men for explanation.
They named him a royal magician and minister, not a priest.
This is a world that exists in a different dimension than the one in which Seiichiro lived. It is said that this place is within the royal palace of the Romane kingdom.
The kingdom of Romane has a forest that is covered in an atmosphere called the Forest of Magic, which blows up once every 100 years, and the plague seems to be endemic.
It is the girl with a special power called the Virgin who can purify her spirit and tell her where she is in the revelation of God. It can be domestic, it can be outside the country, and it can be a different world.
And since the Virgin was the girl who lived in the world of Seiichiro, she brought together the wisdom of the kingdom and summoned the mystery of another world long ago.
(Worlds? Virgin, kingdom? Cheer up?)
To be clear, Seiichiro's tired head buried in his work didn't understand anything.
Rather, I thought this might be the daydream I'm tired of.
The minister's explanation continued.
Seiichiro, so to speak, was a "common man caught up in the summons of the Virgin", and was asked if there was any other hope because the responsibility lay with the Kingdom to take care of food and shelter.
Seiichiro thought without turning his head.
(Taking care of food, clothing and shelter...? Does that mean you don't have to go to the office anymore? You mean you don't have to work?
Working early in the morning until the end of the electricity cycle, I suddenly get a phone call at break time and I can't eat. Instead, I can't even eat a single calorie mate. I have to pack energy jelly in my stomach and fly my sleepiness with caffeine without answering other departments' crazy questions?
Seiichiro was tired.
I work from morning to evening.
For a life without work and sleep.
But Seiichiro's head had already been invaded.
Seiichiro said to the minister who had stored fat on the deep digging face in front of him.
"Do your job."