Netooku Otoko no Tanoshii Isekai Boueki (WN)

"Letters... right"

One day the mirror broke and I spent a month or so apathetic.

Endless regret, anger, hatred, thoughtlessness, pain, giving up, mourning, emptiness….

I was flirting with every emotion, like my brain burned out, like I don't think about anything, like I don't feel, I was just spending some time in a fine sleep until time settled, like that one day.

When I got my hands on them from the mirror, they handed me a bunch of paper and one stone.

A bunch of paper neatly quadrupled with familiar copy paper.

Clear, crystal (quartz) stone reminiscent, big gripping stone.

Letters and spiritual stones.

Orica was certainly in the process of studying Japanese.

But I still couldn't have been at a level where I could imitate writing letters in Japanese...

But...

With my trembling fingers, I hesitated to open the letter.

I'm afraid to be honest with you about what it says.

- I don't need you anymore.

- - Mr. Dida is doing well for me.

- It's okay without you anymore.

- Goodbye.

Say those words - if you find them. I wonder what happens to me.

Then give up if you have no choice.

Forget about the other world, completely.

Can we live in this world with new feelings?

The fingers that open the letter tremble as if they were not yours.

Try to push the letter to the floor and open it.

The heart strikes an early bell.

There's no way I can.

There's no way I can forget about everyone and give up and live easily.

The hand that opens the letter stops.

Scary. So cold in the spine.

What's inside is salvation, or something else.

Of course, I believe in everyone.

But the brain weather also says that there's only one way to fix the mirror that everything works... I couldn't think of it that way.

That's because we can see everyone's face from here, though there were parts of it that I could guess to some extent.

But I don't have the option of not reading.

I wanted this letter because I'm sure... I'm more myself than anyone else.

The letter from Orica was a masterpiece that spanned six copies of A4 paper that had been kept in the room a lot.

There were signs of erasing and rewriting the wrong words over and over again, and the struggle was sneaked.

"Orica............"

I opened the letter.

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Oh, my God.

From Orica.

Oh, my God.

Oh, I'm sorry I got so close.

Really, I wanted to get it out more quickly, but it took me a jiffy.

Guys, it's you.

Deanna told me that she was comfortable scrubbing, but if she came from anywhere else, I'm sure she'd give you some slack. Let him soothe.

Mr. Shamash lost his temper at the automata.

A merchant named Dida, too, is grabbed by Mr. Hetty.

Are you sure it was Dida?

I'm Mr. Rebecca and Mr. Hetty, and I'm looking for a way to get my head back on track.

The clergyman has asked, so I'm sure he'll find it soon.

Mr. Shamash has reworked the grip of Yashiki.

It's tougher than before, so we're the only ones who can get in.

And he's looking back on the clumps and how to get them back.

Marina does her kung fu every day.

Mr. Aeon is also hanging on to his kung fu cancer.

I'm sorry.

I was messing with you.

I want to. I didn't want a parade!

A lot of people came.

A lot of karma has gone up.

Mogisen also jerked off his badge.

Mr. Rebecca gave me a few, a yakuza for every day.

Everyone was really clean and cool.

I wanted to show it to you.

Eliche's store is properly followed by Etowa and Elepi.

Etowa cared what I was going to do because I couldn't get rid of it anymore.

He said the store that took a lot of warmth couldn't be opened until you came back.

Even Kajiya had a customer.

I'm starting to make tools that you can't handle, and I'm starting to peel at Eliche's show.

Etwa said you were doing well, and Mr. Rebecca praised you.

This is where everyone goes.

From me to you.

No man can see from me any slander.

But both Mr. Ion and Mr. Marina are really stuffed.

I heard that Deanna and Deanna were still crying because they were trapped in their temples and they were eating dinner, but they couldn't have been in front of their temples all the time.

We manage to do well.

If you don't let me down, we'll all stay stubborn.

I'm sure you have a clue.

So I want you to put out your temper.

I, too, make delicious rice every day.

I'll make it so that you can be a jerk.

I'll write a lot, too.

Hon, Ben's in there today, but it makes sense, doesn't it?

Together, I gave you a stone. My chibi is all over me, and it's something I've been whimpering from you.

And I let myself be, and I let my eyes be restored, and I was at last alone.

Now, it's just a scratch, but I hope you can give it back.

Of course, I'm still going to serve you much better!

There's a lot I want to do, but I'll replace it with this today.

It's nagging. Then I'll call you back.

From everyone, I'm bluffing the message.

Mr. Marina.

I can't be at all anymore.

So for the rest of my life, while you're gone, I'll be creepy.

Come on, come on.

I'm going and I'm most desperate.

Mr. Rebecca.

About this one, it's full of shin.

I'll find a way to get back to work.

Be careful with this.

And if you come back, stop again.

Mr. Hetty.

Dida is with me.

It's on the transceiver. I'm Benri.

Apparently Deanna is coming, but I lost this one.

If you put Jiro down, he seemed to think of Deanna as a chick. You're coming to Tanara.

That man doesn't know anything about people's minds.

Master Zillow, I will save you and Becky.

Then would I have one of my kisses?

Mr. Shamash.

Not yet, Maho has not been lost.

Don't kibble, stay put. There must be a lot of hands.

And touch me once in a while.

So I can scrub and get yuki.

Mr. Ion.

I know you don't look very well, look at the clumps.

Thou in the midst of the temple shall rejoice, and my heart shall wander.

Let me take care of you, and of Marina, who is desperate.

Please, don't worry.

I'm twisting you out of my mind to get better.

Etowa.

Boss, are you kidding me?

Me and everyone in the market is full.

So far, the store is very popular.

The cloth is sweet, but it is with Mr. D'Argos.

I'm starting to grab a little bit of the warm stuff.

I won't be able to protect the store until the boss gets here.

But I would like it if it seems possible to do so.

Mr. Elepi.

Give me a break.

Let me show you something. It's me and Etowa doing it.

I want to wipe out the goodwill, but I'm resting, but I wipe out and wipe my sword.

My parents were terrific when they looked at me.

Come back soon. You know what I'm talking about.

Mr. D'Argos.

I had a sample of the Japanese sword, but I don't think you're here. [M]

Really, I can bring it to your place, so give me an opinion.

I'm starting to blame a lot of other interesting things.

Come back soon.

Mr. Sherrow.

I don't know if it's nasty, but you must be naughty.

Get out of the way!

Shinkansama

More than you have a Le Baraca chick, the road should be quite connected.

You've been forced to do this, that's what it means.

There is something wrong with Daikanya and Daikanya.

I'm sure you'll find it soon.

Le Baraca is watching over me. Good luck.

Deanna.

As yet, our destiny is not closed.

Shinji. I'll be by your side the whole time.

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I read it.

I've read it many times.

I read it until the paper was crusty.

My eyeballs are hot. The tip of my nose is twisted and I can't stop crying.

Guys, I was doing fine and positive.

He was doing it for me.

He also said that he was hunting him down because he was worried about Dida's plot.

The parade seems to have been a good success.

Oh, my God, it seems Mr. Rebecca even got his job as a knight.

I never talked to the mayor like that before.

But I didn't even get an appointment, so I wasn't expecting it.

He's also looking for a way to fix the mirror.

He's looking for me with Mr. Rebecca, Mr. Hetty and the cleric.

Mr. Shamash seems to have also fixed the boundaries of the ruined mansion.

Only Deanna's last message was written in the other language and could not be read. Let's hear it when we can go back.

Guys, I believe I can come back.

He believes me.

And yet you can't let me rot forever like this.

"Right..."

I wiped my tears and got up and left the room.

Down the stairs, wash your face in the sink.

"Heh... heh. That's my face."

A really unhealthy man with bright red eyes is in the mirror with a beard flapping his face.

"Now it's natural to be worried..."

I haven't showered in weeks and shaved my beard.

The muscles I built up while I was over there are falling a little.

But the muscles themselves don't just go away because the mirror broke.

Everything, it wasn't lost like it was a dream.

I went back to my room, grabbed my sief, and went outside.

I got in the car and went to the cloth shop I always used and bought as many cloths as I could buy.

I went back home, took out my note, went to Orica, and wrote back to everyone.

It's easy to understand, almost Hiragana, so that you can read it in Orica.

Don't worry about me.

I'll do my best in this world until the mirror is fixed.

Good luck with that, too.

I'll send the products from the store from here.

Use the gold coins you sell that way.

The work of the Knights does not sell themselves cheaply, but try them with pride.

I leave that decision to Mr Rebecca.

Think about the store, everyone.

Etowa is competent, but she's still a little girl, so please support her all.

I wrote that.

- I was writing, and somehow it seemed like a goodbye letter, and I could cry again.

But I have to break it down somewhere more than this has happened.

When I wrote the letter, I wanted to write as much as I wanted.

I also wrote a message to everyone individually.

Admitting that I'm a "missing person" was really painful, but I don't know if I'll fix it. Instead of spending my life expecting a mirror, I have to step as far as I can and walk my life out somewhere.

Especially, I want Marina and Deanna to be more frankly funny.

- Even without me.

... No. I'm crying again.

But I don't think I have a choice.

You can cry for the rest of your life here already.

After I finished writing the letter, I sent it over there with a bunch of rounded cloths.

............... Now, I'm separated.

Fortunately in the midst of misfortune, because we are going to have a Knights parade, Deanna, Marina and Mr. Shamash's slavery pact has been dissolved.

There's nothing to bind them to.

The store has a big parent, and if I keep supplying the cloth, I'll be fine.

The Knights will get a job and do better.

With the effect of the parade, even the new crew might increase.

There's both Mr. Rebecca and Mr. Hetty. It's okay, even without me.

That's right.

Those kids, they're okay without me now.

Of course, the interaction continues.

Love does not go away.

But you can't be too dependent.

We're separated, but we have to live strong when we think of each other.

I need to be a good adult so I don't worry.

I haven't started a computer in a month.

Open the bulletin board.

It's because I haven't written in a long time, or I don't have much writing.

Slightly, the declaration of termination may have been made at a time when I, one, did not come for a month.

I'm a jerk, though.

I said to the sleigh, "My other world is over for a moment because the mirror broke. Thank you so much. And even so, it's only slightly connected, just the shards. Anyway, that's why. Sman at the halfway end," he wrote, closing the bulletin board.

It would be halfway through as residents, but originally a netasse is such a thing.

You'll soon move on to the next thread and forget about my thread, etc.

Next, I opened the online auction page.

All the products have been awarded, but I didn't go through with the procedure, so it stays the same.

Of course, this is the first time I've left the winning bid intact.

Some already have a "very bad seller" rating.

This is difficult to salvage once attached.

Ma... Either way, I've already graduated from online auction.

I didn't take any action for now, and I closed the auction page.

Look in the mirror.

Still connected to the other world.

It usually shows Deanna, but now there's nobody there.

I'm guessing you're asking Olica to read the letter.

Guys, not yet... just a little more, you'll need my support.

I'm separated now, but hey, it's like a little single assignment.

I have to earn it and send him over there.

I've been running away from work for a long time, excusing myself for being tired in a black company, but this is a good opportunity.

And I took my first step towards the future of reality.

Numerous vocations.

experience in different worlds.

I even went through a battle between living and dying with a giant monster, reality is an easy mode.

Besides, I had that kind of vocation.

Swordsmen, magicians, merchants, con artists, blacksmiths, cooks, craftsmen, gemologists.

God had admitted that he had all this talent.

You don't have to despise yourself that you're a neet who can't do anything.

I can do anything from now on. You can be anything.

I opened the door and jumped out.

Let's go to Harrow Work today.

The future lies not in the mirror, but outside the door.