The Guild’s Cheat Receptionist

If I noticed, my eyes would tickle, and I was in a blank space.

And just like then, there's light in front of you.

"Hey. Long time no see"

Says the light, who spoke softly.

"I wanted to ask you one thing."

"Huh."

"Do you resent it?

Now it was too late to read the intent.

Maybe this is real as it was then (?) Maybe it's not just a dream.

But on the other hand, the voice felt a carefree color.

So I thought I'd give you a proper answer.

"I don't know."

Because things happened.

Grateful or resentful, I simply couldn't break it off.

"Oh well. Well, can I ask you one more thing?"

Wasn't it one?

Faster than that, the light said.

"Do you like that world?

"... I don't know"

with the previous question.

To me the only answer I could give was yes, the light says.

"Do you want to go back to the world before?

Can you do that?

Before such a question arose, I was answering.

"No."

And a word of denial.

"Why?"

I've decided that.

"I'm not sure when they say the world, but I'm gonna miss those people over there, because I miss them"

"... well"

When I heard a happy voice somewhere, my vision began to blur.

Oh, it's over.

I thought so, I closed my eyes.

"Whether it's hard or sad... for you, that world is where it belongs"

Somewhere far away I could hear my voice sounding sad, I said.

I thought I had to tell you.

'Cause I had fun and I was happy.'

You may be grateful for that.

Yes, my consciousness was unconscious before I even knew if I could put it into words.

When I realized, I was in my room.

In front of you, a mirror that reflects your whole body.

... a clear dream while you're dressing?

I'm even vague about what kind of dreams I was having, rather, and, well, I resume dressing.

The branch itself grows in size, leaving the separate room and heading to the headquarters building.

A serious, always floating owl birdman kid staring at Mr. Claude.

Katie follows the little, moving squirrel beastman child with her hunting doggy eyes.

Thin, the beastly son of a cow whose hairs grown earlier are grabbed by the rear many times, and whose male gaze is nailed to his surprise each time.

More people in various positions like reception, general affairs, and clerical affairs, but the atmosphere hasn't changed at all.

Stand at the counter to replace the rear entering the break and strive for work.

People who are desperate to cook on their cheeks.

People who are interested in playing.

Who roars while watching the bulletin board.

This place is really the same.

But... change is always happening somewhere in this world.

It was the boy and girl walking in a rare way who just stepped into the branch.

They both have dark hair, brown eyes close to black.

A boy looked around with Kyorokyoro as he exchanged words with Elise, who welcomed two lost winds - he looked at me.

What comes to that face is a full innocent grin.

"After all, you're an elf for fantasy!

How many people in this hall would have understood that word.

Hide your inner bitterness and bow with your usual smile.

"Welcome"

Welcome to the Luneville Branch.

And - Welcome to the world of swords and magic.

Do you need help on your path?