Ring Ring

"Walking is inconvenient..."

If it was a bike at least, we could have drastically reduced our time and fatigue. The poetry weave, which took more than two hours to return to the city, was already a tatter. I've never walked so much lately.

But I didn't have time to rest either. Shiori returned to the center of the city, looking around for a moment. In the evening, I feel less popular than during the day.

(It would be best if there was someplace you could let me work with staying...)

While living in this city, I go to the castle until I see Crust. That seemed the best way.

And when you get to meet Crust, get him to introduce you to the magician he knows. Three years ago, I had a sorcerer who tripped him across the world.

(Maybe the magician can bring me back to Japan. Or in the first place, what caused me to come to this world over here?

Shiori twisted her neck, but it was difficult to find out what caused the paranormal phenomenon that had happened to her.

Well, I can't help thinking about what's already happened. We have to give top priority to what we're going to do. That's right, Shiori concentrated on finding a job and a bed.

To stores selling cloth fabrics and clothes, hardware stores dealing with pots and stuff, stalls selling fruits and vegetables, flowers, small dining rooms, old inns...... Shiori suffered from job difficulties in Japan, but I didn't expect to have the same difficulty in this country.

If you want to walk around the city and find a job that other people might be able to help themselves with, ask the owner of the store to "hire" you. I repeated that over and over again, but in the end no one showed up to snort at me.

Many reasons for being turned down were that they were understaffed or could not afford to hire someone else. Besides, Shiori is speechless. People who have had conversations seem to think of Shiori as a foreign person, and that is also shackled to get a job. If I were to hire you anyway, I guess I'd rather be a person in my own country who knows the language and common sense.

(It's breaking my heart...)

Shiori dropped her shoulder. I feel like I was denied even my worth as a person even though they just refused to hire me. I've been through this many times since I was in Japan, but it's still hard to go on.

Already the sun is trying to hide in the shadows of the mountains, with bright red sunsets illuminating the city as they blame the return of the people. The streets were dwindling while we watched, and the shops around us were preparing to close.

A child who bought a treat shook his parent's hand happily and walked in a direction of the house. A simple young man calls out to his florist daughter, "I'll be back tomorrow," and waves.

Shiori watched how such people were doing in silence. We all know someone, and we're all connected to someone.

(I don't know what to do, I miss you so much. Homesick?)

Tears and pull lips and tie.

I shook my head trying to change my mind that it was going to sink in the dark.

(What are you going to do when you cry about this? Have you ever cried "I miss you" and "I want to go home" when a crust tripped to Japan? Have you ever had a weak voice?

Ask yourself and answer. "No, I don't," he said.

Then I have to work hard, too.

"Ok!"

When Shiori regained his temper, he walked out again. I can't find a job crying. I've been through a tough job in Japan. Don't play me!

I'm sorry, I'm good enough on my own.

"Yes..."

It was a poetry weave that spread the cloth on the ground and spoke to my sister who was selling accessories like connecting stones, but she still turned me down lightly. Because of the size of the business, I was prepared to be turned down.

"Are you an exotic person? Dark hair is not uncommon in this country, but it is cared for and beautiful, and the skin is white and not rough. Besides, clothes seem superior. And yet there's no home or job to live in, what's the point?

Your sister observed the appearance of Shiori and said so.

"It's the mountains I want to help you with, but I'm full of myself."

I only somehow understood the meaning of the words your sister was saying, but I knew you cared about yourself, and Shiori was happy.

"Fine. Thanks"

Break your expression for the first time since you tripped. There must be a lot of nice people in this world, too.

Shiori somehow asked her sister, who had started cleaning up accessories to follow her home.

"I have a question. You, Crust Orfeld, you know what?

It was a question I didn't know and deserved, with no expectations whatsoever.

It's just that Shiori has always wondered what that gatekeeper said. It was as if the crust was a celebrity, and the poetry weave was his meeher fan.

"Crust Orfeld? Of course I do."

Of course, Shiori opens her eyes wide to the sister who answered.

"Hey, how do you know that? The crust is just a knight, isn't it? I know the gatekeeper knows about him, but how could a normal person like your sister..."

Stunned by the unexpected answer, Japanese came out unexpectedly. "I don't know what you're talking about," your sister controlled me and explained.

"There's no such thing as a man in this country who doesn't know the name of Crust Orfelt. He's a hero."

"Eh, hero..."

I know that word. But I can't believe it's connected with crust and equals.

"It was about two years ago. You know this country was attacked by many demons, don't you, exotic?

Without waiting for Shiori to return the reaction, your sister continues.

"Sometimes demons come across when you go to the deep woods, but if you live normally, you don't meet them first, do you? It's much smaller than humans and animals. Still, once in a hundred or a thousand years, I don't know why, but sometimes demons are born in large quantities in the same place. That happened just two years ago in this country, and the first to be damaged was a small village in the south"

As he listened, Shiori breathed with relief.

When I heard about this world from Crust, he did also say that there would be demons. And at that time, I thought, "hey, you're scary," like every person, but now I'm actually in that world, so it's scary. I accidentally check my surroundings.

"Demons attack humans and destroy buildings. If we destroy the town, we'll go to the next town again. Those in the south are in such a bad state, it was only a matter of time before the demons arrived around this king's capital. I didn't think I could do this anymore."

Sister who arms and closes her eyes and talks smudgingly.

"But the demons were defeated by a group of elite troops sent by His Majesty the King. The knights, magicians, and mercenaries I've fought for never got a tooth at all. So we, the people, praised the group and called Crust Orphet, who was particularly active in it, the" hero "who saved the country. I love him, too. I saw it during the triumph parade, but it was almost like a good ~ man and hey"

With a grumpy voice, your sister closed the conversation.

Shiori spins her head fast and chews off her current story herself. There were a lot of words out there that I didn't know, but I think I could read the important part.

"The crust who defeated the demons and saved the crisis in this country became known as the hero"

That happened about two years ago, which means that he became a hero after returning from Japan. That's for sure because the way dates and times are counted should have been pretty much the same in this world and on Earth.

Shiori thinks. After Crust left, while I was living a lonely but mediocre college life, he fought demonic opponents over here, and you were being a hero. It's really 'the world is different'.

And here's what I think.

(You didn't know the crust was that strong. My body was working out and it didn't look weak, but because I didn't get a chance to fight over there)

The situation where there is a crust in the narrow room of Shiori may also have been similar to that in which a strong, large wolf is trapped in a cramped cage. Because his silver hair stands out, Shiori asked him not to "go out too far" to get extra attention.

Now I'm glad he's back in his world. In Japan, the crust's ability to fight was also a treasure.

(Life in my small room would have been boring too. Sometimes I went outside with my hat on, but it was enough to take a walk around the neighborhood...)

A packed sister says to a poetic weave that is creeping through her thoughts in the past.

"It's time for me to go home. I'd love to spend the night with you, but I live in an inn now, too. If you don't like Nojuku, just look for the inn for now, or the sun will go down."

Bye, Shiori was still thinking about the crust, looking behind her sister who would wave away.

(Wait a minute. If Crust is such a celebrity, isn't it nearly impossible to meet him and talk to him? Then you won't even be able to see a magician he knows, and it's unlikely that I'll be able to return to Japan?

The look on Shiori's face is just cloudy.

(Crust... why did you become a hero...)