The God has moved to another world.

Lined in a concrete beaten room with no windows is a pipe chair on a folding desk.

Normally, it seems like it would feel oppressive, but I didn't get that impression.

Rather, the place, with high ceilings and about the size of a gymnasium with no columns, looks spacious.

At least a dozen of his own rooms would go in, Yamane said, looking inside with interest.

Besides folding machines and pipe chairs, there are only things like lighting.

It is a surprisingly empty space.

Yamane sat in the seat assigned to him, groaning.

There was a voice in the yamane.

"Hey, Yamane. How are you?"

"Mr. Willow Maru! Well, Mr. Yanagimaru will be joining us."

Looks serene, good looking guy if you do.

The young man, called Willow Maru, sat next to Yamane, smiling.

You just look amazingly good, you look like a very normal person, but you're not actually human.

The identity is a knife dedicated to a shrine.

He was of the so-called mourning gods.

He is a mourning god who is good at rough things only because he is a sword, and is therefore used by the gods ahead who have been served.

The shrine was in your neighborhood, and God was sometimes close to each other, and he was a good match for each other.

Personally, it is also a pattern between going on a barbecue trip or something.

"Are you new to Yamane? Your father needed you until now."

"I think it's a little early to replace it, but I mean a little bit from now on"

"Oh well. But all of a sudden, when you're thrown into a place like this, you're surprised."

"It's true. It's the first time I've been told to keep a smartphone or something."

"Not just a smartphone, but no paper or pen? This meeting. Horns on the rabbit, because I'm supposed to never get a record."

"Are you saying you can't even write notes?

"Well, that means it's the only thing left in my head."

Nothing was that far, Yamane thought for a moment, but he reconsidered, "Is that also natural?"

What's about to start here is a meeting of officials of the Japanese government in a neat way.

However, there was no record whatsoever, and it was something that was supposed to be "nothing like that exists" in the first place.

Anyway, the thing that deals with it is the thing.

From the kind of spirit, monster, divine Buddha to alien, UMA, psychic.

Anything that doesn't officially exist.

It is this place that reports about them and specific consultations about their treatment are made.

"I thought this was something more modern."

"Because there aren't many ghosts and monsters diving into the ocean of electrons today. In the end, low-tech is the old-fashioned way to go."

"Are you a vampire or a psychic?

"There are other bumps. Damn it, I'm a knife. That's all I'm doing."

Willow Maru pointed his mouth and complained.

Yamane thought it was a real gain to have a good face because even such a face is handsome.

By the way, Yamane can also look good enough from other people's point of view.

"Because this time it's just a story about Mr. Tanuki. I'm not that nervous."

"It doesn't either. I mean, that's why I'm nervous."

"Really? Well, it's not such a big deal today. That's it. That's it.

"That's it. What are you talking about? Today."

"Is that it? Didn't you hear?

"He suddenly told me to come yesterday, and then it was a bummer. All I hear is that if you go for now, you'll find out."

"That's right. Well, that's not really a big deal. Since the werewolf exorcism I asked Mr. Tanuki to do is over sooner than I thought, shall we ask for something else next time? Because it's a discussion like"

This place is concrete packed, so it sounds like it will.

So I was hesitant to make a loud noise.

If it had been elsewhere, Yamane would have shouted.

Press your mouth with both hands and manage to overdo it.

"Oh. I put up with you."

"The werewolves were those sucky feelings, weren't they? of the half-grey."

"That's right. They were bad, weren't they? Even though I'm a wolf, I can't help but persevere. You can't afford to be persistent when it comes to uzza. No, you couldn't, could you?"

"Past shapes. Did you wipe them out? Master Tanuki?

"Right. Maybe the people in question don't have any systems left in Japan anymore."

"What the hell, how?"

"Isn't that a trade secret? Mr. Tanuki, I think I moved myself and this company."

A very ordinary company that works in several countries.

That's an ostensible face, and the truth is that it's one of the real forces responsible for rough things in a certain giant company.

Tanuki is the president of such a company.

"Japan still lacks information and technology to deal with werewolves. I'm really going around the back though. Mr. Tanuki must have learned a lot in real life."

"It's too soon, though."

"Because you're excellent, Mr. Tanuki. I thought it might be a little too soon, but I was convinced to ask why. He said he got people involved. I feel like I've summed it all up by calling my enemies from one end to the other."

"Are they enemies, Mal B, who's vandalizing their territory?"

"Damn. There's more. Hostile half-greys, overseas werewolves who come to mind for being abused on their own, people from groups who want to kill werewolves for now."

"Here's the thing. You had a lot of funding for your activities. When I try to get there, I think it's for a lot of things."

Isn't it the same in all worlds that it costs money to do anything?

Especially since yesterday, it won't be enough to deal with people like the ones I just raised.

"That's it. They're the ones who can't beat the end, but there's a lot of them that want to end it. I think I went around like that and pulled it out. That's a good forehead, too. Hey, it's somewhere."

"As long as you envy me."

"So, based on that, I don't know what we're going to talk about this time. With this momentum, he's finally talking about asking for a vampire. Look, one of the younger ones got in from here, didn't he?

"I hear rumors. Something wrong with the history of ancient ginseng."

"That sounds a little bloody. Looks like the youngsters are starting to have more families. Violation of the agreement is a good place."

"That's a terrible story."

"It sucks. That's why I'm going to ask Mr. Tanuki. Look, it's from the West with the werewolf. There is a lack of information and technology. So, Mr. Tanuki is learning for real."

"But how do you get yourself involved?

"Because you're in the vampire hunt. Let Mr. Tanuki learn his know-how."

"Ha!?

Now, I couldn't stand it.

Yamane accidentally blocked her mouth with both hands to a loud sounding voice.

I bow my head with a pulled smile to the attention I gather from around me.

Hard to predict that the eyes that were gathering would come off somewhat, Yamane stuffed into Willow Maru.

"What do you mean! Why yourself!?

"Because it's your house, Mr. Tanuki's discipleship. It's okay. I've already accepted Mr. Tanuki."

"I said that, it's impotent! I mean with myself, the Yamane tribe and that one are on too different levels!

"It's okay, because 40% of the technique you're using belongs to Mr. Tanuki. So, another 40% are foxes, so the rest are the ones Yamane from history has made."

"No, that could be a problem! If you can't keep up with yourself!

"It's okay, it's okay. If you push through the impotence, it makes sense. Besides, Mr. Rock is already giving me an O.K. I'm planning on checking and coordinating today, so nothing's wrong."

Yamane suddenly lost her words to Willow Maru, who said it with a refreshing smile.

Let them learn their know-how, probably not just about the direct combat side.

Yamane understood that he would also learn to put together enemy enemies, raise funds, and other such adjustable things.

Yamane does not consider himself a fool.

But I didn't even think you were good.

It's a family of chemistry, but that's all.

I thought it was an ordinary existence.

What do you want me to learn from monsters like Tanuki?

It is a complete impossibility.

"I said I can't! He said he's dead!

"It's a bad thing about Japan, isn't it? Whether he cries or calls, a field-level appeal doesn't overshadow a decision. Next time we'll have a grilled meat, Gamba."

"It's not right for you! I mean, hey, help me! Please disagree that he doesn't have enough actors!

"He said he wouldn't be so anxious. If you try, you can go outside. Oh, it's time to start. Well, nice to meet you."

"Wait a minute, are you sure? That!

The meeting begins with Yamane elsewhere raising a voice close to screaming.

It is the established route, the request for a vampire hunt to Tanuki, and Yamane's accompaniment to it has just been decided.

Adjustments began to be made at various locations.

"Tanuki, I'm sorry! You ate my dried persimmon!

That was dedicated to the company, and it belongs to Master Red Sheath. I asked Master Red Sheath and she asked me, so that was mine.

"Ugh, you evil Tanuki!

In ancient times, did you not know that foxes were sexually evil and tanukis were predetermined as favorites and markets?

"Well said! Hey, dumb ass! Say something to him, too!

"Um, don't you know where my brush is? I left him around yesterday."

Come on, I haven't seen it. Let's find you together.

"Tanuki, you, the brush, you're walking around. Just, hey! Why did you kick me? You!

Tanuki, who was loose, woke up perfectly to signs of things approaching.

Release yourself from the wreckage of the company that was leaning on you and turn it into a person.

By the time I finished scratching the mud and leaves on my clothes, a giant wolf came down from above.

Light as if it had come down even with snow, no moving the surrounding wind, no soil for me to fly, no even making a sound.

The wolf, the lizard, the god angel of Oasinotokoyomi, instantly turned himself into a man.

"Hey, Lord Tanuki. Looks like you've done your job."

"This is Lord Rhesus. Yes, it was an easy job, and I clapped it out."

"Ha ha! The officials seemed to burn their hands a long time ago."

"The palace servants were not yet able to deal with those half-hearted people. But half the people were amateurs."

"Is there not a moment when Lord Tanuki is accustomed to handling me? What else? No, because of them, I feel a lot narrower. It would be the same because it's a wolf, he said. To be honest, it was a total nuisance."

"If you're with such a half-mixed thing, please don't bother."

"Wolves tend to be villains. There's a part of me that I'm used to. More than that, Lord Tanuki. You think vampires are next?"

"I'm not sure yet, but I think we can split the job somehow."

"I work a lot. Even if you didn't, didn't you sell a lot of thanks for the werewolf thing?

"Not that it doesn't cloud the bird trail that stands, but I thought I'd help as much as I can while I'm here."

"Master Red Sheath will be delighted."

Yes, Master Red Sheath will be delighted.

It's a god who cares about his harmony with his surroundings.

If you know you've come to work properly to get them sent out to different worlds, or you might compliment me.

And "Oh, shit," you should regret it.

"When you come over here, you're only greeting me with butterflies - I wish I could have delivered something to the people I took care of. Well, I don't have anything at all to thank you for. Here's how it feels."

Rest assured, Master Red Sheath.

Master Red Sheath's share has also been my gratuitous service.

I'm sure the upside is satisfied.

I want to go back to Red Sheath as soon as possible and talk about that.

I don't know, the look on Tanuki's face is dull.

"Sometimes, Lord Tanuki. I was wondering from the airport if you look a little pale."

"Yeah, a little sleepless."

Tanuki grinned bitterly, stroking under his eyes.

I'm turning it off with a change, but if I don't hide it, a big neighborhood should float.

Tanuki hasn't slept well in the last hundred years or so.

When the bed changes, it's a sleepless nature.

Because of this, I am easily tired or a little ill.

Soon it will be resolved, too.

You can go back where you belong, so you don't have to worry about anything.

"But it's not a big deal. It's not much of a job."

Tanuki put his hands together in front of his chest, laughing joyfully.

Earthhiko, who concluded his meeting with Eltovael as soon as possible, was rushing to the "nest of enchanted dragons".

Because we were supposed to meet with a certain god here.

At the lowest level of the Enchanted Dragon's nest is accommodation for visitors.

They've been staying there for a while.

When you get to the front of the room, press the intercom.

"Huh! Oh, it's Tuhiko! Open it now!

It was Calienes, the singing god, who hastily opened the door and appeared.

The phrase that stirred up the goddesses of breastfeeding escaped here.

The "Reviewed Land" was a difficult place to get into for the other gods.

Amvalence said, "You like it. - You like it! He said things like," But God, who thinks so lightly, is not there first.

Most gods are wary and don't even get close.

Karienes herself, if she hadn't been in and out all the time, she wouldn't even have had the idea of coming here.

That's why I could say it was a hiding place for my outfit.

Sathiko, who was invited into the room, is recommended to sit on the couch.

Apparently Calienes had already done a cup, with about two empty helicopters rolling around.

Some bottles are about to be drunk, but I don't see anything that looks like a cup.

Apparently, it was in every bottle.

"Tohiko produced this hotel! Cho, it's cozy!

"It's an honor to compliment you. I'm sure the Mad Men of the Dungeons Network would love that."

By the way, I also knew that Calienes was here, the red sheath.

I'm just not face-to-face.

For the convenience of keeping it hidden, it would be harder to see it without touching it poorly.

"But where did you go? It's like I'm busy."

Calienes tilted her neck as she poured the liquor directly from the bottle.

Indeed, Tuhiko is surprisingly busy.

Coordination with the returning Galtic mercenary regiment, preparation of future action plans, interaction with the Agnies, etc.

There were so many things I had to do.

But now the same or higher priority issues are being raised as they are.

"Actually, my brother pointed out the other day that I was going to make a pretty sidewalk that was creepy."

"Ho."

I didn't see the story very well, but Calienes decided to listen.

Because I had a feeling it was going to be interesting.

This kind of survey of Carienes often surprisingly hit me.

Or, basically, because I live just by survey, that side is going sharpened.

"I made it as something that Mr. Agney and the others would use, so I was going to make it cute and fun for myself. But my brother told me it looked like ruins."

"That's tough"

"You're right if you ask me, I was going to try and create a cute atmosphere for myself, but unfortunately I don't have the taste for that hand. Anyway, if you're just imitating it, it's going to be like an industrial product."

"Teruhiko, you're a fool."

"If it's just the way it looks, you can manage it with cooperation such as the Spirit of the Tree, Dear Eltovael, and Fenghiko. But that's when my brother said this. I'm scared because it's silent."

"Ah! I can see that! In any cute place, you're scared to be silent!

"Exactly. Well, in my case, it's the first time I've noticed it pointed out. That's when I was saddened by my lack of taste in music."

"It's about the first time I've noticed you're afraid of silence, so it's pretty good."

"So I thought. If you have something you're missing, you can rely on the others. Yes, just like in visual terms, we need to work together."

"So you wanted to rely on this Calienes!

"I thought it would be rude, but I thought that the most reliable thing in the land right now regarding the music sector was still for you to leave Master Calienes alone."

Calienes distracted his chest against Tuhiko, who bowed his head with a strange face.

That look is so easy to understand everywhere, such a frightening dooya face.

"Well - ah? Sora, about that side? Karienez is an expert, huh? The main body is cute. Maybe it's songwriting, right? Perfectly cute, isn't it?

"Absolutely right! So I was wondering if you could help me."

"You're letting me live comfortably latent, of course. That's about it. Whoa, though. It's about Tuhiko, so you can't just throw a round at me, can you? I thought you were getting ready downstairs.

Calienes grins slightly with a bad face.

When he saw it, Tuhiko put his hands together in front of his chest, grinning.

"It's a street repeat, but we have instruments and a recording studio"

"Tohiko's right. Once and for all, it's a little awesome"

"Finally, we also have a singer"

"Ouch! Hmm? Shit, isn't making, like, sidewalk music, in short, BGM? Why the singer?"

Sathiko made a serious look and nodded at Calienes, who curiously strapped his neck.

"That's what I was thinking at first. Make a cute sidewalk BGM. But that's where I realized. This is not the last opportunity to make something cute. There will be some pretty facilities in the future," he said.

"Wow. That's right."

If the facility were to be built for the Agney, the inhabitants, the design would naturally be cute.

This was a matter of decision in an earthly fashion.

If so, the chances of making something cute in the future will increase.

That way, naturally, we'll also need the corresponding music.

Shouldn't you be buying it from someone else?

And some might think.

I can't do that.

With what we can do, I'm not satisfied.

Tuhiko is an unconvincing type unless he made it.

For that matter, I pay attention everywhere to quality.

I don't quit handmailing every factory.

Or some of the items I made for the Galtic Mercenaries were actually made in the factory.

The Tohiko handmade factory is in excellent operation deep underground in the "Reviewed Land".

"Think about it, a street of music. I thought we should have everything from BGM to entertainment and entertainment."

"I see. Assuming future business developments, trying to make some in the meantime."

"I don't know how long Master Calienes will be here, but I was wondering if I could ask you while I could, and if I could, I could be generous enough to sweeten you"

To Tuhiko's words, Carienes looked up as he thought.

And then I let my face down to the feeling that it was too much.

It's an indescribable expression that sticks out your jaw, makes a mouthful, and wrinkles between your eyebrows.

By the way, this face doesn't make any particular sense.

I'm just doing it somehow.

Of course, Earthhiko knew about the area, so he didn't particularly go into it.

"All right! All right! If that's the case, I'll put it all together. Yikes! This Carienez is gonna make you some cho cool cute music!!

"Oh! Thank you! How comforting!"

"By the way, who's the prepared singer?

"I'm catching Fenghiko for now. Then I thought I'd get Mr. Kirkich involved."

"Whoa, no, whoa, whoa! Oh, no! But you! Let's do this! Hey, there's a singing god on there! I thought you were on a big boat! Ugh, clear, clear!! First of all, Kanpa-kun!

My personality is alle, but Calienes is truly a singing god.

As for that aspect, there is no doubt that there is at least more skill and track record than unbalance.

"Oh, it's a blemish! I'm sure you'll complete something wonderful!

That way, I'm sure the Agnies, the residents, will be happy.

If they please, of course, the Red Sheath and the Spirits of Mizuhiko, Fenghiko, Ertovael and the trees will be pleased.

Don't repeat that sidewalk failure again.

necessarily create and show a pleasant space.

Earthhiko rolled a hot determination in his chest, his hands clasped together in front of his chest, and he grinned.