Mr. Nobu’s Otherworld Chronicles

"Bye, manager. You're going up first."

"Aye, annoying."

The time now is 9 AM. I finally finish my night shift and stretch my back.

I'm Nobuyoshi Wazumi. I am a deputy manager who is stubborn at a convenience store.

Although it hasn't changed a lot since my part-time days when I said deputy manager.

A little more overtime, a little less time off, a lot more holiday attendance.

... I'm getting sad. Let's not talk about the dark, it's three consecutive holidays I've finally grabbed.

"It's been a long holiday. I don't know what to do."

Though I tried to build a plan a lot, I ended up wondering what I wanted and couldn't decide what to do, and I was currently flustered by lack of sleep.

Yeah, indecision and dare to take the curse.

In the end, I came to the conclusion that I would not schedule an appointment and finish the errands I had accumulated before I thought about it.

Clean up the laundry, dry the futon and twist the pickles around. There are many things to do. Thirty-five years of celibacy, cooking laundry is unbeatable confidence for housewives there. It's not something I could have been too proud of. He says the more men he can't marry, the more chores he runs.

In my case, I've been alone all my life since the earthquake three years ago, so I just had to do it all myself. If it is stuffed with human feathers, it is something that can be managed.

Well, I'll have to buy some ingredients on my way home. If you don't put some money together and aim for a bargain, you won't have much room in your wallet. Let's make it easier this evening and see where we can go tomorrow.

Buy ingredients at a pharmacy chain store. The reconstruction of the countryside has not yet progressed and supermarkets and so on have not been made. The convenience store was the first place I made it, so I never had that much trouble eating it, but the boulder, the convenience store, the rice, my wallet, my body. I don't know if that's what I'm saying...

Pack the ingredients you bought into my back for shopping and go back to the car.

It was helpful because a good amount of what I wanted was a bargain sale. I had a lot of sudden expenses at a friend's wedding this month.

Hmm?

An unrecognizable beeball is rolling in the passenger seat with my back. Did you put this thing down? I see it for my hands while I think so. Beeballs that change color like rainbows depending on the angle at which light is added or subtracted. I kind of liked it so I shoved it into my pants pocket. When I get home, I will try to decorate it somewhere, and the old man who seeks healing is greedy.

I sprinkled the engine with that in mind and headed home.

"I'm home."

Return to my home with no one to welcome me. It's one of those things that I would say when I get home without my family.

"Let's plant tofu hamburgers so they can be used at any time and keep them frozen in small portions. Let's simmer the raw ramen today."

I love meat, but when I'm 35, my brain alarm goes off when I'm too young. So mix in the tofu and the omelet and turn it into a tofu hamburger. Great value for money due to increased volumes and reduced expenses.

When finished, stir the bran floor, which is routine. This whole house and bran floor was left behind by my grandmother and my parents. To be honest, it would be too big for a single person and the maintenance costs would be pretty good.

Still, I wasn't going to let it go. If you save, you can save quite a bit, and you don't have a problem living it.

Come on, come on, come on, come on.

I ramen while viewing the novel posting site on my smartphone.

"Yeah, that's good. Compared to Instant, it's expensive, but it tastes better without the ramen shop there, these days."

At one point, I tried making my own hand-beaten ramen by crushing too many pork bones into the dish, but it took a lot of effort and expense and I thought I would do it again. You can't do that unless you're in business, that one.

Takatan ♪ Tanta ♪ Takatan ♪

A single game of BGM from a smartphone is flowing. What this means......

"What's wrong, junior?

"Is that the best way to open it!? I think that's terrible for a cute little junior."

Naturally light mouthed rewards. He's a junior in middle school and one of my not so many friends.

"So? It's unusual for you to call me at this hour? What's up?"

"Well, it's up to me to go and return the DVD that I've been renting for a long time because my senior got information from the manager that it's the holidays starting today."

"Oh, is that it? You can come at the right time because we're going to be neat at home this evening."

"Copy that. See you later!!

"Aye."

Um, it's the same lame one. I can't imitate the lightness of that footwork. I'm just heavy.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

It was when I scrubbed the ramen and thought I would clean up the room a little before the junior arrived.

…………

"Hmm?"

Did someone call you? At this time, the majority of the inhabitants of Kohen sleep in old bodies. It's a quiet mountain, so even a little noise sounds a lot.

It's not like there's anyone around. No, I'm a bit worse at horror......

... las... po... lisj...

"... isn't that an illusion...?

Cold sweat runs down my cheeks.

It was then.

"Na"

Light overflows on one side of the flooring floor. If you look closely, it doesn't look like a geometry.

"What the heck? Awwwwwwwww"

My eyes turned white and I let go of my consciousness.