The Struggle of Returning to The Other World

I'm a very normal high school girl.

Third-year high school student this year. I refrain from taking exams and have a gray summer vacation.

They are not people who look normal, have normal heads, are not liked by special people, and they are just high school girls who really have no stunts whatsoever. If I were to be strong and raise my characteristics, would I say that I was a lucky thin child who broke up with my parents at an early age and was raised in an orphanage?

Nevertheless, the staff at the orphanage made me very good, and I don't feel otherwise unhappy. Besides, I'm still going to have a good relationship with the orphanage to the point where I occasionally show up in the orphanage after my relatives pulled me off and help me take care of the kids.

If I dare to give you something else that's not normal yet.

I've - I've stepped into different worlds.

I don't usually read comics and novels, and I don't watch movies. He was a person who didn't even watch drama.

That's why I couldn't adapt at all at the beginning. I'm gonna be thrown into another world. I still don't know what the hell it meant. Shouldn't more humans immune to this kind of thing have been chosen by nature?

That day, it was with the famous summoners of the world who called me.

First of all, the very profession of "summoner" does not make sense. Although it is a word that is roughly unheard of in modern Japan, I could even imagine that it would be the people of the business to call something out of that literal string. But I don't even think I'm referring to a profession that invokes biological humans from different worlds.

Nonetheless, I was summoned by the summoner.

He told me to be the "witch" of the world. Speaking of witches, I was only about the impression that I was a part-timer selling Omi lottery liquor at the shrine on New Year's Eve, but apparently that's not what I'm referring to.

So what the hell is a "witch"?

I don't know, but I could only be sure that that would be something that would go far beyond my comprehension.

Because the summoned air on the spot was completely "different worlds".

Around 70% blonde hair, all carved, deeply European-American looking people, besides that of the once pandemic fantasy movie characters. Such exotic people suddenly appeared (apparently) above the magic formations, worshipping me with all their little hopes of sprouting in a desert land that had not grown a hundred years of grass.

If this happens, no one will listen to me or anything else.

I'm just a high school girl, brought into this world without knowing what it means, and I'm so depleted that I'm going to be sick of my spirit instead of pioneering it. Please, I want you to decide that nothing happened and put it back in its original world. I can't do anything, I can't live up to any expectations, so anyway, I want me back in the original world -!

All of that has been treated as a grand soliloquy.

In all worlds, a human being is selfish.

Apparently, I meant a savior from another world summoned once every fifty years. Messengers from heaven who bring peace to this world. Until yesterday, I was just a high school girl who was around for as much as she wanted, and everyone droops their heads at me.

It's something I'm good at, and I think it was a big deal that I wasn't "me" anymore when I came to this world. After a whole day of coming to this other world, I finally confirmed what I looked like in the mirror - D It was a mysterious girl with blue eyes on her blonde hair and an aura that seemed like she was not the only one.

Although my face was definitely my own, I was weirdly impressed that if the coloring changed, it would change everything. It is a level of affirmation that whoever sees it is someone else. Even I didn't feel like I could find the "me" of this figure out of the crowd myself.

That's how my life in the other world began.

It began when a young knight without love was put on escort.

The second was to have a deserted sorcerer followed by a teacher. Furthermore, the third was that a nasty summoner, the culprit who summoned me, became his guardian -.

Anyway, disappointingly solidified by all the specialists around me, I was framed to live in this other world with no response.

What I spent in that world was only about a year.

The mission entrusted to me is the simplest.

It was to successfully manipulate the 'chi' running endlessly through this world to create a finished 'chi' flow. Blessed by witches from different worlds, the 'pulse' somehow brings peace and prosperity to this world after a long time.

I'm so glad you didn't suddenly tell me to fight the bucket thing or something. There were no enemies-like enemies, and the task of correcting the flow of 'chi' went well. By the time that work is completed, it will be about a year. This seemed to be a very average working time and everything went as planned.

A world of comfort, free of disturbances, bewildered by everyone. Besides, I don't know if I was after it, but it's all stiffened up with beauty around me. If so, naturally, the evil feeling of being able to live in this world as it were slipped on my face.

I'm an unaccompanied orphan in the first place, and I'm not that obsessed with the original world. The days when the witch and the witch were worshipped by everyone and beautifully faced men and women could not be painful.

But - after all, I'm not human in this world.

Getting back where you should be seems like the right choice. It seemed to me that I would not disappear from this world, and that was the last finish of the "temperatures" of the world that have been right with this one over the course of the year.

So I thought I'd go home.

But to be honest, I was lost to the end.

'Cause I've fallen in love this past year.

Though I didn't think I would be rewarded too much, I couldn't stop feeling.

You blink, you're heartless, you can't see the "ya" word of kindness, but you've always watched over and supported me - I couldn't help but like my escort knight.

No, I was young, too, wasn't I?

In retrospect, you kept fighting, how did you like it?

If I could be with him, I even thought it wouldn't matter what the other world might be, so the one called Love is horrible. Whatever maiden you fall in love with is ants, even though you knew you should go back to the original world.

I think the calm feeling of flattering herself and the characteristic rushing romance of a woman ran into each other, and the situation continued to be embarrassing and invisible. He didn't say anything around him, but he should have noticed who he was noticing. Oh, I'm really embarrassed.

In that, the last time I won, I was calm.

It's all good memories, it's good to go back to the original world.

But a maiden, I've also been persistently eating down.

So I made up my mind.

Now that I've served as a witch, I'll just wait for my return later. Finally, let's tell him how this feels. And if you could accept my feelings - I was wondering if I could spend the rest of my life with him in this world.

On the last day, in the sight of a magic formation prepared by the summoner, I looked back at him.

I told him, thoughtfully, to drop me off with an emotionally unreadable look. - I've always liked you.

Although.

That's right, this is a real story, even though it's different worlds.

Yeah, that's good. Things carry.

He usually breaks his cool look and opens his eyes to all the zero falls. Yeah, we've been together for a year, and I think I was surprised enough to see it for the first time.

But in the end, I told him without hesitation.

"Sorry."

and.

I nodded.

That's right. Yeah, I'm sorry, that's right.

Thank you. I'm going back to my old world.

Oddly enough, it was the other world that was shaken by the opposite sex for the first time in my life, less than sixteen years.

In retrospect now, it's a nostalgic memory.