Netooku Otoko no Tanoshii Isekai Boueki (WN)

"I'm home, Orica. You haven't changed?

"Welcome back, sir. I don't know... it's been a while since I've seen you."

"Well, it's the first time I've been away for the night."

The front door of the mansion. Exchange greetings with Orica, who welcomed me with made-up clothes.

I just got home from a two-night, three-day trip to Lucraela, which was kind of a lot.

I might have felt a little sorry for Orica because we all went out and asked her to leave a message alone. Well, actually, it was a crisis-haired trip with jajaja and monsters gushing out of the mountains, but that's another story from this.

Let's make it up to you somewhere.

"Orica! I'm home!

"I'm just here."

Marina and Deanna follow me into the mansion.

"Oh... I'll be grandpa"

"Ugh... that's a lot of spiritual power. This mansion..."

After the two of us, Olica brings her eyes black and white to someone she's never seen coming in.

Mr. Aeon and Mr. Shamash naturally meet for the first time.

Especially Mr. Shamash, a demon, with brown, gray hair. It grows to the corner.

When it comes to this world or Eliche's standards, it looks a little scary. From me, horns are growing, but they're bee brown beauties.

Well, after that Mr. Shamash crossed the boundaries of the mansion (he said he knew right away that the boundaries were still tense. The junction of this mansion is not strictly a spiritual junction, it uses spiritual power as an energy source, but it's a junction knitted in a magical way or something -), I'm drunk about the difference in too much spiritual power, I'm a little flustered and don't seem scared at all. Olica will be fine with this.

By the way, Etowa, Elepi and the cleric arrive in Eliche and go straight home, and Mr. Rebecca is back home once too.

I hear the big parents will be visiting in a few days when they're ready.

"Are you a customer?

Olica says as she sees the two new faces as flickering.

I'm just a little familiar with people, and I'm not looking particularly freaked out by Mr. Shamash.

"Mm-hmm. A little different, but I guess so."

"Well, I'll make you some tea! Oh, the water wasn't boiling yet!

Again, he didn't seem to care much and ran off to the kitchen with the patties.

Can I explain both of you slowly over a cup of tea?

Then, briefly, I guided the two of them through the mansion.

From Aeon, a former princess, my mansion would be really mediocre, but it would be much better than living in a cave. There are boundaries, so it's safe to play in the garden.

Mr. Shamash had always seemed disgusted, but according to him, his body was just surprised by the gaps in too much spiritual power, which meant he would soon heal.

But, well, then this looks really hard for Mr. Shamash to live in this mansion. Originally, I was planning to build a house nearby for you to live in, so I hope.

End your guide to the mansion in just a few minutes.

The problem is the basement where the mirror is. That's a steep spot for me.

I believe in the two things. Even if I don't believe in them, I don't need to open more information than I need to...

But I've already explained all my own whispers. The only person I don't know here is Olika, but I'm going to tell Olika sometime.

............... No, another lotus student.

"Mr. Aeon, Mr. Shamash, the rest is that room"

"The basement? Is this some kind of slavery room?

"It's the same idea as Deanna, it..."

Descend the stairs and open the heavy wooden doors, concentrating on the use of the cellars of this world.

An equally cool stone basement in summer or winter would be the best thing to use as a wine cellar.

The only thing I'm actually putting away is crap and this magical mirror that can travel between worlds.

Before, I showed Deanna, Marina and Mr. Rebecca the mirror.

As a result, it's just a mirror for Deanna. I mean, when I stood in the front, I saw myself, and Marina saw the other side right for some reason - that is, my room, and Mr. Rebecca saw Moya.

I'm not sure about that legality.

"This is the mirror. The other side...... can you see it?

Show Mr. Aeon and Mr. Shamash the mirror.

"Heh, wow. This is... You do see a messy room. Is that the world of Ayase? But wow, this mirror."

"Mr. Shamash, can you see me?"

"I can see it. Hmm? Sometimes you can't see? Look, it looks like an ion, too."

Really?

"Mr. Ion, are you seeing this?

"Yes. Is that a storage unit? Does that mean they're connected to each other?"

"I guess I'm half right..."

They do see it.

"... it's just a mirror to me after all. Why..."

Deanna dropped her shoulder plainly and was dismayed.

Marina is also visible over there, which means that only Deanna is not visible because we are here. It's a high elf, so I guess it's a little special.

"Ayase, where did you get this?

"I don't know where it is. It was originally here in this world."

It was found in the old house in Japan, but what Mr. Shamash is saying would be where it came from in this world. It's been here since the beginning, and it hasn't moved a centimeter.

"Right...... I don't know who made it, but it's the finest and most advanced magic and spirituality (artifacts) knitted with unknown technology. Hard to think of at least as a modern one. Must be from the Spirit Civilization era."

"Do you even know that?"

That's right, the Demons are excellent.

Or I just found out a little bit about the mirror that has always been a mystery.

First of all, that it's not from Earth. A round-trip ticket to Earth from another world.

And that someone seems to have made it. Well, that's right. If someone didn't make it, talk about sprung up on your own.

... No way.

This world comes out with monsters springing up on their own with weapons.

So, is it possible? It's a fantasy world, so it's hard to draw lines there.

But, well, Mr. Shamash says "made," and someone must have made it.

"But if spirituality is used, you mean at least one elf is chewing, right? You know what Deanna is?

Still gaggling and depressed. Point the water at Deanna.

Even Deanna is an elf for once, and you'll know something.

"... I have some spiritual civilization-era treasures in my home, but those mirrors are similar to them in how spiritual and magical powers are knitted. So I took it personally that I was a treasure piece of that era...... isn't it?

"No, I don't know the details. It's a pickup for me."

Oh, you know what?

Well, if you try Deanna, instead of seeing the other side just yourself, it's just a mirror, because you must have been in shock.

"So let's challenge you to get through the routine every time!

So I tried again.

If you take Super Beauty Ion or Super Brown Beauty Shamash and walk around the city of Japan, it's a little legend!

- In conclusion, I knew neither of us could get through.

Well, there's nothing I can do in Japan, even if I get past it.

Because I really only have enough to do to go out and eat ramen.

I'm not sorry about that! It's true!

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I walked out of the basement and introduced them to Olica as well as having tea.

"First of all, this is the one who's supposed to do the Knights Mage, Mr. Shamash of the Demons. Mr. Shamash will be my slave once and for all, but don't live with him, he plans to build a house nearby."

"It's Shamash. Nice to meet you, Orica."

"Nice to meet you. It's Orica."

"This is Mr. Aeon. I'm supposed to work as a maid under Orica, so tell me what you do."

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Orica"

"What! What!?

All of a sudden, Olica is in water on her sleeping ear when she hears that a colleague can.

"What? It's not. Mr. Aeon is the daughter who was originally with Mr. Shamash. I brought Mr. Shamash with me. I'm a huge acquaintance, so I can't get out of the mansion, so I'll ask Olica to do the shopping, but you can let me do the mansion work."

"Yes. Well, uh, nice to meet you."

Olica wipes her palm with clothes and asks Mr. Aeon to shake his hand.

"Yes, I know it doesn't even happen, thank you"

Hmmm...... Are you okay......

Mr. Aeon is a princess and is different from the average person because of her aura.

Orica was quickly cracking it down with Marina, but not much with Deanna, and it might be difficult to see if Mr. Ion and his horse fit.

Well, Mr. Ion knows where he stands, and he'll do well.

Besides, Marina has been helping out with Orica's work for a long time, and if the unafraid type of Marina gets in between, we'll be communicating quite a bit.

After a cup of tea, we talked about the bed this evening.

What are we gonna do for a second! I thought so, but I asked Mr. Aeon to sleep in the same bed as Deanna and Marina (although Mr. Aeon might not have liked it) and Mr. Shamash slept on the couch in the living room.

Of course I didn't sleep with her, but I went back to my room and reported my return to my mother, and she told me a small novel telling me not to get a job and just play.

Maybe it's time to really think about leaving the house.