Netooku Otoko no Tanoshii Isekai Boueki (WN)

The four of us head to the venue.

Along the way, the elf man with Mr. Efta left because of his need, and became me, Mr. Sherrow and Mr. Efta, the three.

Mr. Rebecca is temporarily out on another errand.

I thought the elf man was also Mr. Efta's escort, but they just brought him in for a spiritual contract.

"Mr. Efta. It's weird to ask this, but you don't have to put an escort on it?

"No, I guess I should really put it on, but I don't like how annoying it is."

For that reason......

But he's three boys from a big merchant, and he must have come of his own accord (my decision), and I guess he doesn't like being beside me not knowing if he's an escort or a prospective.

Or maybe it's just a lot safer in this world than I think.

"More than that, Mr. Zillow, what did you make the gift?

... That's exactly what I can't say.

It's getting a lot bigger and bigger than I thought at first, and I prepared Mr. Rebecca to help, but it's just a bit of an adventure to see how the otherworlds feel.

"The gift is…, a secret. Well, stay tuned."

"Well, you're confident.... Otherwise you wouldn't have gotten this fight, but you've looked into the mayor, haven't you? Didn't you think it wouldn't be easy?

"Naturally, I thought, for some reason, I didn't feel like losing. Of course, I'm confident in what I give."

"... didn't you feel like losing? Then I can't wait to see what the extra product is. I hope you like the strong mayor."

Was it a little provocative that you don't feel like losing? Thought so, but Mr. Efta smiled rather satisfactorily and showed it.

But......, you can't feel any sign that you don't want to lose this battle, can you, this guy? Or what a bong bong is like.

What can I say? The rhinos were thrown!

The party venue is a lawn-planted square in front of the government.

The table is already lined with mountains of things that are somewhat more luxurious than street food, but a little more luxurious than party food. As well as cooking, drinks, juice, tea, and everything seems to be ready. Quickly Mr. Sherrow is making his eyes shine.

With the orchestra playing ethnic-sounding music, the invitees had already enjoyed themselves thoughtfully.

"Mr. Zillow, that's Elyshe Mayor Milk Pearl."

I see better what Mr Efta points out.

A neurotic woman in a white clean suit is greeting her guests. I see, it does seem like a cleansing habit. Don't remind me of the Secretary of State of a major country......

"I see. So, Mr. Efta, what shall we do with the gift? What time do you have to give it?

"Right...... Looks like the party is just starting, and I'll be there to say hello in a while, even after that."

"Okay. I'll get ready here, then."

Ma, there's hardly any more preparation. I can start whenever Mr. Rebecca returns.

Until then, are you even cooking with Mr. Sherrow!

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"Yikes. Hey, it was a surprisingly strong booze - Mr. Sherrow"

"Ha-ha-ha. Inland liquor is nothing like that, Mr. Zillow."

When I thought I was a little noticed, I drank an outdoor drink. Light and drunk. Wow. Mr. Sherrow's drunk looking good, too, and he might have gotten a little in shape.

Speaking of which, was it like Mr. Rebecca telling you not to let Mr. Sherrow drink?... well, okay. It's a festival!

Although there will be one battle to come, it is not the type of alcohol on the table and it is on the party seat. Even if you are drunk, there are no particular problems.

And, apparently, Mr. Rebecca is here. I'll send a signal from the other side.

Come on! Finally.

Find and talk to Mr. Efta, who is welcoming guests.

"Mr. Efta. I don't know, it's time."

"Oh, Mr. Zillow. Well, it looks like the mayor is just empty, too, so why don't you go?"

"Yes, thank you"

The two of us head to the mayor. I would have been nervous there thinking about what I was going to do if I was a syrup, but the booze is making me bold. I can do it!

Mr. Efta is greeting the mayor.

Wait beside me until you introduce me. In the meantime, check the equipment.

"......, so this is Mr. Zillow from that story. Mr. Zillow, this is Mayor Eliche Milk Pearl."

"Nice to meet you, I'm Zillow Ayase, a jeweler. It's an honor to meet you."

Greet and shake hands after being introduced.

This is another reason why I got this battle.

Sooner or later, the time will come for you to introduce yourself to the top of the city without trying.

... Well, that also depends on the sale from here.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Zillow. Oh, you're such a cute jeweler. I'll say something first, but it's better not to get involved with the solo family at that young age. They're all inhabitants of the demonic world."

He said he was cute... No, well, the guy over here has a lot of guts. Was that even an assessment...... Even though you're a child face.

But, Mr. Efta, don't you normally hate this? They even told me I was a resident of the demonic world...

"So..., you give me a gift? I'll tell you what, I refuse to accept those things. Even if I am entrusted to rule by the Emperor. If you receive such deliveries, you will lose sight of the path the Spirit has shown you."

"I know. … but could you just look at the product? If you don't like it, you can refuse to accept it."

That said, take the olive green necklace case out of the bag. I bought this case from the other side (Japan). Probably the one with this hand is cheaper over there (Japan), and the stuff is good.

I let myself get drunk and go into sales mode at once.

"What I want to give you this time is this Peridot necklace. The stone is about 4 carats in size, but the spiritual stone (Peridot) molded into an overcut that enhances the deep olive green and, at the base, the gold (gold) that is supposedly most compatible with the Peridot. This one was beautifully sculpted at the hands of artisans."

As for the grasp, Ba and product description first. I don't know how much these words go through in different worlds, but it doesn't matter. That's enough if the other person thinks it looks "something awesome".

"That's nice. I've seen some green gems, but I've never seen anything this deep in color. But... it's a great product, but I can't take it any more. Not from merchants like you or Efta."

Well, I guess so, at this stage. Come on, let's keep going.

"No, I only prepared this item this time, but there is another true giver.... Don't you have any idea?

"No? Because people all over the country know I don't accept gifts. I'm still working on it, and that's about you, Efta."

I really don't seem to think of it at all.

Well, I guess that's why it works.

"Peridot is said to be a gem that goes well with gold than in ancient times. And because of its compatibility, it has been loved as a symbol of 'making each other shine' combination, or conjugal love. And the gemstone word of Peridot that emerged from it is' couple love '.............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................. The sculpture gold applied to that necklace. Don't you recognize me?

Mr. Milk Pearl confirms the gold sculpture at the base of the necklace on the eyeballs. Whether you notice it here is some kind of bet, but he said it was a motif he used a lot when he was younger, and he'll notice.

………… ... Yeah, this is... But... "

I'm wandering. I'm wandering.

To make up my mind while I was slightly confused, I signaled Mr. Rebecca and turned on the battery microphone and small amplifier that I had brought to the venue since yesterday.

The volume is adjusted to Max. This would make my voice heard anywhere in the venue.

"Oh, uh, ladies and gentlemen, thank you for coming to Eliche's 50th anniversary party today. On behalf of the citizens, I would like to thank the Mayor, Mr. Milk Pearl, for presenting the bouquet of flowers, and I apologize for your welcome, but please note."

Re-facing the invitees for the sudden start of the event.

I've done this many times when I was a black company...... Now I hope it works for people from different worlds. This hobby.

It's somewhat forceful, but the parties in this world generally seem to be cluttered things like welcoming to the next venue as they please, so it won't be a problem, maybe.

Some looked strange to amplifiers and microphones, but I had Mr. Sherrow brag, "It's that new magic tool," and he quickly subsided.

"Take a look at the entrance to the venue. A bouquet of white roses, taken from other countries for today. White rose flower words are" respect ". Let me send this flower with respect from our citizens of Eliche to the mayor. I'm usually a mayor who doesn't receive gifts, but just make concessions for this occasion!

The bouquet of white roses came from the other side (Japan). It is difficult and pricey to get so many highly varietal improved flowers together here. No, well, it was pretty expensive over there, too.

Neither do the invitees seem to question this event in particular. I'll give you a concession. It's about as light a laugh as I've even had, and it doesn't seem to be a problem.

The one with the bouquet of flowers is a middle-aged man in a bishy black suit. Later, Mr. Rebecca refrains.

The mayor stares at you more flashly than at the bouquet of flowers. I hear the mayor whispering "You......"

A middle-aged man presenting a bouquet of flowers is naturally the mayor's husband, Bill.

The suit is new for this day, and my hair and beard are in order.

Mr. Rebecca was picking me up because I had trouble getting dota canned.

No, but it's something I went through every day of the week before I let him snort out for this event. Maybe I still don't like it in my heart, but I just have to get him to hang in there when I get here.

You don't like to stand out too much. It turns bright red, and I'm a little sorry.

And two people across the street.

A venue where bouquets of flowers are presented to the mayor and wrapped in applause.

"... this necklace, you made it. I miss this helipail motif...... In those days, I couldn't do it to my master. I used to make it to distract me."

"... oh. You'll miss it. The guy told me to make a design that I knew I'd made at a glance. Thanks to you, it was a task to remember a lot about the old days."

"Hehehe, I can't believe you came out all this way with a good round... I think we just got hit."

Although there still seems to be room, from Mr. Milk Pearl's point of view, this event would have been a perfect surprise.

Before we got married, even after we got married, Mr. Bill was an artisanal temperamental oligarchy husband who prioritized his work, which meant he'd never given a gift or anything, and even for Mr. Milk Pearl, he said he tended to be away in his profession as a politician and somehow rubbed off a lot of different days.

And as it were, that distance became the natural couple's sense of distance, which means they've been here before, but from what I've heard, they just respect each other more than they need to, and it didn't seem like love cooled or anything like that.

Mr. Bill's vocation, peering in the mirror of truth, was to be a craftsman.

On the day of the first visit, she came out in an apron, but the workshop was in the house and she worked as a meticulous engineer based on order sales.

I was shown a few pieces of work, but metal carvings naturally make many things cleverly, such as creating a knife pattern, typing decorative characters into the body, writing into metal armor, creating simple accessories, etc.

Among other things, the art of sculpture is still wonderful, and I have been inspired to sell jealousy merchants that I have to sell in Japan exclusively what this person has made.

Naturally, the base part of the necklace was made by Mr. Bill himself. I can't believe you've never given a sculptor anything you've made yourself since he got married. But, well, maybe that's more of a plus this time.

Well, naturally, there are still a few events. Let's keep going. Don't even tell me to hit the iron while it's hot.

"Now, ladies and gentlemen, let me introduce you to the man who gave this bouquet of flowers, most of whom you don't think you know. This is Bill Lindenrobe, Mr. Milk Pearl's husband. On this occasion, on the occasion of the 50th anniversary of Eliche, I have been offered a gift of gratitude to my wife, who works for the citizens, as soon as I take this opportunity."

Introducing him with some footprints at once, he would raise his voice from among the invitees, "That's...", "It's my first time, but you seem like a kind husband...", "I was married in the first place, Mayor..." etc.

"Mr. Bill's profession is to be a meticulous engineer and this time to give the mayor a necklace of spiritual stones that he himself made with all his heart. The Spirit Stone is supplemented by the protection of 'Diseased Evacuation' with the feelings of the husband who guides his wife, and the Spirit Stone is also the hot couple who deserve to represent Eliche in their 30th year of marriage, such as choosing a Peridot with the gemstone word 'Couple Love'!

The voltage of the audience is also rising. Basically, we're all drunk, so I guess these events are delicious. I care about Mr. Sherrow, who is happy to slap his hand in the front row, but it's a good busy day!

"Actually, I'm keeping a letter from this Bill. It's a letter spelling out gratitude for his wife, but it's embarrassing to read it yourself, which is what I was entrusted with."

Mr. Milk Pearl is surprised.

Mr. Bill is more surprised.

That's right. You didn't entrust me with a letter. That's what I've been successfully letting you know about the elements I've made while listening to you. I struggled because I was a little short on information.

"Now let me read it as I cross the line...................... to my wife. I couldn't possibly say a word of thanks to you so poorly that I let you take the brush like this. Do you remember the helipail that we ate 30 years ago? I was remembering how I forced you to eat this necklace when you said it was pathetic to eat a pretty helipail. You were delighted to try it and it was surprisingly tasty and you ate more than I did. Although I can tell you now, you wouldn't have known that I was going to marry you because you were actually cute then. I know best how hard you've worked for Eliche ever since we got married. I'm proud to be your husband, though I couldn't say thank you well enough.... but it's been 30 years. We haven't been to the village of Helipa since, but we're old for each other, and my daughter is almost old enough to stand one. Let's go to Helipa Village together again and eat the helipail so that we can't move. Necklace I'm glad you like it. Bill Lindenrobe"

The venue was wrapped in a rain of applause.

I can't believe you read up on the letter. Betta is already a beta on Earth, but it's the most advanced in the other world. The invitees, Madame, are crying.

I'm concerned Mr. Sherrow is crying in the front row, but it's a good busy day!

Mr. Milk Pearl also seems to have worked just fine on this, moisturizing his eyes and staring hot at Mr. Bill.

But Mr. Bill, bewildered face. Shit, it's going to exceed Mr. Bill's tolerance!

"Now Mr. Bill Lindenrobe will give you a necklace for your wife. Mr. Bill, put your necklace around your wife's neck."

Take my word for it, take the necklace from Mr. Milk Pearl's hand, and put the necklace on his opponent's neck without a scratch, Mr. Bill. I was getting blue through the tension, but let's just say I didn't see it there.

Where the necklace falls on Mr. Milk Pearl's neck, invitees are waggling around to make sure they see the treasure.

The elegant olive green luminous gem and pale gold necklace complement Mr. Milk Pearl's original elegance with an unmistakable glow.

I have to ask Mr. Bill to do his last job. I took the microphone off and whispered to Mr. Bill.

"If you wear a necklace, give your wife one last word. That's the last tightening, thank you."

When I say that, Mr. Bill, who decides to do so, turns to Mr. Milk Pearl.

I took the microphone to Kossoli and Mr. Bill, and I got a voice.

"... thanks for 30 years. Keep it up."

And two people to hug each other.

Oh, you're European and American around here. If it was Japan, I wouldn't have a hug. But Mr. Bill...... that's really a word.

And the voltage of the venue is on Max. Hey, it looks like all the invitees enjoyed it and it's good. This is WINWIN's relationship.

Don't make me smile too.

All you have to do is say one last word to the mayor.

Ma, you'll be in two worlds for a while, so let's take a break too.

And it was when I headed to the table to have a drink, even juice.

I noticed an elf man with Mr. Efta in the corner of the venue.

Oh, I thought you were here, but I didn't really care.

There was a person beside the elf man, dressed in a green robe of davodavo, wearing a hood deep in his eyes, who could not see his face but felt his eyes fit.

Moments later, a heavenly board emerged, showing a stronger and more radiant new guide than usual. No,???? That one's changed. Here it is.

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