Ring Ring

"What are you doing cooking in Kamado, singing a nose song?

Shiori creased between her eyebrows even though she had never seen Kamado in Japan.

(Not if you're having a good day in this world. Not if you're familiar with it. I'm going back to Japan)

To himself thinking so, but Shiori doubted. If life here is fun and fulfilling, why should I go home?

"No, no, no... what's the idea... I don't feel like it"

Wouldn't it be normal emotion as a person to want to go home? I couldn't believe I didn't have to go back to Japan, I seemed like a very thin person.

But I have a job here. Fun and rewarding, and the pay. Good job there. That's what keeps Shiori's heart in this world.

This job of making medicines is a lifelong job in the so-called 'job in the hands' system. Now that Roche has fired me, my knowledge of medicinal herbs should be common elsewhere. Don't worry about getting full.

But can you go back to Japan and get another job like this? That's how Shiori thinks.

Is it about my parents that I am concerned about Japan? No matter how much we love each other the most, we should just be worried that our daughter will be missing. I didn't like to make them feel hard. I want to go back to Japan and let you know that I am well.

"But that's the other way around, isn't it? Why I think I have to go back to Japan..."

Sitting in a chair, poetry weave squeaks alone as she teases vegetable stir-fry on a plate with a fork.

"So why do you want to stay in this world..."

Work first. I don't want to let go of the job I finally got.

"And crust."

Forget about it for a whole two weeks. Oh, my God, but this is how I remember, his presence just keeps swelling in Shiori's mind.

"I miss you..."

I spilled the potpourri.

Now Shiori also gets a job, and I don't want him to help me or let me rely on him.

However, if you're in the same world anyway, say, "Long time no see. - How are you?" Don't you even want to talk to the public? I want to laugh and think back about the three months we lived together.

Crust is also the opponent with whom Shiori had a pale love heart. I also wanted to see how that he has changed in three years. It also resembles the kind of mood that restarts to the first lover at a reunion.

But I don't want you to be a hero.

but I think it would be nice to meet and talk to him once in a while like a friend. Because that will surely make life here more enjoyable.

And if you can introduce me to a magician I know from Crust, ask me if there's a way I can go back to Japan. If they say there is, then you can decide if you want to go back to Japan again or stay in this world. Shiori thought so,

"Well, in the meantime, my best hope right now is to meet the Crust."

After I was alone, I started eating.

And the next day, Shiori just decided to take a half-day off from the afternoon and go see Krust. Roche is also out in the morning, so the store closes at lunch.

(What do you really do with Roche? Aren't you leaving the store alone?

Shiori thought of that, while placing the "Preparing" bill on the door knob, closing the lock and leaving the store behind.

Today Shiori is a fifteen consecutive shifts of threats, but there was little fatigue, etc. Unlike my job in Japan, maybe it's because I'm under less stress and pressure. Early in the morning, but at night I close the store about the same time as the sun goes down, so I can get plenty of sleep.

(Fine, this kind of slow life)

Even on the same day, I felt that time was flowing slowly and calmly in this world more than in Japan.

However, there are still many inconveniences. You don't have a fridge or washing machine, or you think the main means of transportation is on foot?

If you want to go near the field, you can go to exercise on foot, but in two hours each way...

Shiori looked across the city at the castle and looked away. But I can't ride a horse, and the carriage costs money, and that's why I can't help but walk.

Shiori sighed as she gave up and stepped out.

"Okay, here we are!

With the large castle at present, Shiori raised her voice of joy. Is it because it's the second time, I think I got there earlier than last time. It probably hasn't taken two hours.

Go around the front, just like before, to those with gates. There stood two gatekeepers with spears, but Shiori looked familiar in the face of one of them.

"Ah, the same person as before"

A tall young man with bright brown hair. Shiori thought it was kind of like being in the basketball club.

"You better have been different. He definitely thinks I'm a fan of Crust."

Even whining about that with Boso, I couldn't help but move on to him in front of me. He also seemed to remember this face over there, and when he looked at the poetry weave,

"Are you here again?

And I laughed a little and said it as if I was frightened. If this purpose is known, should we be happy to talk quickly?

"Hello"

Shiori lowered her head with a pepper.

"To see Mr. Crust again today?

"Yes. Crust, I want to see you"

"Unfortunately, Mr. Crust isn't here today. I'm even going to Eddie Wella about His Majesty the King. Guess I won't be back in a couple of days."

"Er..."

Eddie Wella is probably a place name somewhere. Shiori dropped her shoulder disappointingly. He said he was off work because of it, but if he didn't have a crust, he was totally wasted.

"See you around, Crust, by the time I come back --"

"It's no use coming."

The Basketeer-style gatekeeper took over the words of Shiori on his own. Laugh a little, like a poetry weave.

With a much-faced look, Shiori stares at his opponent.

"Why"

"'Cause I'm not gonna catch up."

"Why"

"If I ever catch a fan like you, it'll be Mr. Crust's trouble."

"Me, no fan. I know him."

"Uh, you said that before, that. But I'm an avid fan, because I try to see Mr. Crust even if he's lying like that. That's incredible."

Even though Shiori has always had a face, his opponent is always laughing at Niyaniya. I'm totally licking this one, and they tease me when I reveal it.

Shiori said with a scared face so that he could intimidate his opponent.

"Messing with"

Knights were more, absolutely gentle and polite to women and children, and of course I didn't have to be so mean, honest and serious, I imagined them flowering behind my back. At least the crust is......

Think that far and rethink no.

It might not have been. The crust was gentle, but for some reason it had an occasional weird mean switch, and there was a hua, but no flowers.

"I'm not saying anything mean."

The gatekeeper shrugged his shoulders and pretended to be freaked out by the ”stare” of the poetry weave.

"It's just barren that you fell in love with a hero, isn't it? I didn't want anything from the beginning. That's why I'm trying to save you from that barren love."

That's what I say, I laugh jokingly.

Poetry Weave was staring at the gatekeeper with her lips pointy, yet slightly distracted by the word 'barren love'.

Sure, it's barren. and whine in my heart.

At the moment, it's even a mystery if Crust remembers me.

But it's nothing. I'm not "still in love" with the crust... I'm not supposed to be. Probably.

I was thrilled every day when I was living with him, and I felt like I was in love, but now I think Shiori should be different.

Three years after that, I feel somewhat calm, or sometimes the other person has become a hero, and even having a love affair begins.

In Japan, Crust would not be dealt with at all in this world just because he had to rely on Shiori to stay with me. I can calmly analyze it.

And the pounding and rain grain fell on Shiori's face thinking about it. It's starting to rain weakly.

"Rain..."

Shiori looked up at the grey sky. I hope I don't get off the hook by the time I get back to the city, but I get worried. He doesn't even have Crust in the castle, and he looks like he should be home by now.

Shiori glanced up at the gatekeeper,

"I'll go home, then. But I'll be back. Be prepared."

I proclaimed that by imitating Roche's tone, inverting my body.

I just wanted to walk away from here more than just throw up a throw-up dialogue with my hips.

"Wait a minute."

The gatekeeper grabbed my arm from behind and pulled me back. I look back, freaking out inside, wondering if I said a little too much.

But as soon as the gatekeeper let go of Shiori's arm, he said, "Wait here," and ran to the stuffing room beside the gate. That's how he came back with a coat of some white color on his arm.

"It's raining, and I'll lend you this. Coat for rain. Use it because it's a spare one."

"Huh?"

Unexpectedly kind, Shiori blinked twice.

"Lend it to me?

"Oh, you have to catch a cold, right? If it doesn't come down very well, the water will smudge inside, but if it's a little rain like this, it'll be enough to prevent it."

Yeah, what, you're a good guy! and so on, Shiori gratefully received the coat.

"Thanks, I'll borrow it. Very helpful."

Because it is for men. The coat is large and when the poetry weave was worn, it was bukabuka. The hem reaches around the ankle and also has a hood so it really looks like a pair of wings.

Shiori smiled flutteringly at the gatekeeper as she wore the hood.

"I'm sorry I said 'messing with you' earlier"

You weren't a mean person at all, he added in his heart, waving, "I'll come back," and walking out into the rain toward the city.

"Hey."

The other gatekeeper called out to the Basque Ministry wind gatekeeper, who was solidified with a smile on Shiori's cheek. He just didn't talk and watched the two of them interact on the side the whole time.

And now I realized when I saw the other person reddening to my ears.

Oh, you fell in love, and.

"It's barren to fall in love with a girl who's in love with a hero."

I whine softly and advise,

"Buh... you're an idiot! I can't believe who's in love......!

Interestingly, he blushed his face and desperately denied his love.