The Struggle of Returning to The Other World

Halutia, that's my name when I was a witch in this world.

It seems that the real name "Hulka" sounds more like a man's name and the witch doesn't deserve it, which is why he was given the name "Halutia" as soon as he came to this world. I don't care where you come from, I'm Japanese, Halutia. I've never been too shy to name that name myself. Even then, I asked around to be called "witch" as much as possible. So most people in the Royal Palace - and this Mr. Ordis - don't know my real name.

And well, I don't care about the name.

Only in Mr. Ordis's dialogue today did I know that he was completely discerning who I was. It is more important to you. Ugh, I didn't know anyone in this world who could be described as the worst would find out who they are the most.

"It's not what it used to look like, and it's completely insane in the first place. Somewhere suspicious in person...... no, still in person. Slightly“ residual. "

Are you talking to yourself or are you asking me?

I don't know, so I decided to take a plump look.

This is the one who doesn't know why at all.

Why did you come to such a gloomy institute with equal status and power to the aristocracy? I didn't ask.

I hear that thought has been passed on to them.

"I regularly show my face to the lab and check my people's job descriptions."

And I have been politely explained to you.

"When the hell did you come back to this world?

"... about two months ago,"

"Two months?

It was unusual for him to be iron-skinned 24/7, and the usual and surprising color came to that look. So I dropped off a little bit, and I thought back to thinking if I could give you a little more details about the situation.

"When I found out, I was in the woods outside the royal palace."

"No way."

Even if they say no, I can't help it because it's the truth.

"If that's true, how did you do it until today?"

"The city fixer picked it up for me. I still work there. I interrupted the royal palace as part of my recent lunch walk at the restaurant. This is the first day I've been in this deep."

"You? A city fixer? Walk for lunch?

Yeah, you don't have to repeat it either!

I was the one who glanced at Mr. Ordis, but the person in question didn't move in any way into my sight like that, and on the contrary, it was the end of a frigid glance coming this way. Oh, boy, I can't help it. Do we still have to elaborate from scratch?

But if you calm down and think about it, isn't it the opposite that you could have met a previous acquaintance here?

I got away with it because I was such a bad match, but this was the same as achieving my original goal. Mr. Ordis would know about the summoner Luno, and if Mr. Ordis could call him, he would be able to return to the original world, even today, for example.

"Hmm, the circumstances are obvious... But it's hard to believe."

After a cordial and polite explanation for you, this attitude.

If you don't believe me anymore, don't ask for an explanation from the beginning!

"No, I said it was hard to believe, I'm not talking about the second summons. It means you've been mixed up with Shirai people for two months."

"What does that mean? I'm not a princess, and I used to live very normally mixed up with normal people, so I don't think it's surprising."

"For that matter, at the time I was staying here, I had the Guardian Knight protect me perfectly, and that's how comfortable I was with my princess."

Ugh, are you going to poke me there?

I once again resented Mr. Ordis with my eyes.

Sure, I always relied on Noel.

Whenever you're in trouble or anxious, Noel.... Now I know that wasn't a compliment. But you were going to work hard for me at the time, weren't you?

Beginning with his courtesy as a witch, there was a mountain of history and mythology of the country, of the manipulation of the divine power that dwelt in him, and of what he had to learn. The harder I tried, the more visible I was at the height of the mountain, and I asked for support. And it was Noel who supported me like that.

Um, well, sure, whatever excuse you make, nothing but a sweet little girl.

By comparison, I'm probably much more blessed now than I was when I was a witch.

No one needs it, but instead, if you continue with the effort that suits your length, there are people who will admit it. And even if mediocre me stays mediocre, because there are people who welcome me warmly.

"... Either way, it's funny. I didn't expect you to show up before me again with your lunch box."

Rarely, Mr. Ordis smiled slightly.

It's a way of laughing that doesn't even see shards of freshness to the point of slightly distorting the edge of the mouth. But smiles are smiles. I thought it was a mistake for a moment, but apparently that's not true. Wow, I saw something unusual!

"So, what do you do? Will you be adopted by the diner?"

"No! I want to go back to my world!

Finally here we are, the real deal, the real deal!

I ate to Mr. Ordis with all the momentum of biting.

"I think the summoner, Mr. Luno, can bring me back to the original world. So, Mr. Ordis, please. Please match me to Mr. Luno!

- No, I can't.

My full request was dismissed lightly without a second.

Of course I can't back off.

"Don't be so mean now! I just need you to put one in touch with Mr. Luno. Then I'll ask Mr. Luno myself, later!

"I'm not saying anything mean. He's on a long trip to another country right now for technical guidance. Well, why don't you come back for another six months?"

Huh...... Huh!!!!

Long-term technical instruction. What? Do you treat a summoner as a technician?

"Oh no..., Mr. Luno was the only one I could count on"

I walked right into the floor. Mr. Ordis' eyes at me like that are chilling.

"In the first place, I don't think I could have gone back to the original world just because Luno was there. In principle, the summoning technique cannot be attributed without the summoned person. Unless he's the one who called you, there's got to be nothing he can do about it."

"Really!?

It turns out there's a subpoena, a plain tie, that I thought was an ant for anything.

"Well, then, if you came naturally, no matter who summoned you, what can you do!?

The look on Mr. Ordis's face, who looked up with half a cry, cooled down more and more. There is a sharp light in my eyes.

"First of all, I'm not convinced."

I'm not convinced, what?

A magician doesn't have a clue what to include in the story. Just tell me the main points clearly.

"You, too, would have given a scattered lecture during the Witch Age. Sorcery consists of theories and rules. Have you forgotten?

You can't forget. That is the story that, by the time I began to learn magic, was really told so much that octopuses could be found in my ears.

Because it's a world where you can summon humans from different worlds, the magic one, and that's the fantasy movie. Me at the time when anyone thought it was easy, just memorable, to activate. That seems to have been an unlikely energetic weather idea for Mr. Ordis, and it was something that was thoroughly and neatly tapped into what something called magic was like in the first place.

All sorcery consists of theories and rules...

Yeah, that's the first phrase I've heard in a year and a half. I miss it and I'm going to cry.

"Summoning is also on the extension of sorcery. Naturally, there can be no such thing as being summoned here by chance. That means someone called you here with a definite intent and a theory."

……

I began to understand the seriousness of the matter in Mr. Ordis's serious explanation, which was not even dusty.

"So who the hell brought you into this world now?

……

A cold one ran on my spine.

"Tell you what, there's no record of the Royal Palace officially trying to re-subpoena you. Someone called you in secret, with some intent. Naturally, he'll be looking for you. But I don't give a crap what I'm looking for. I'm sure there's a good reason to stink."

……

I kind of feel like I'm in danger at once.

"It's been a good decision for you to spend the last two months hiding yourself. The summoner secretly wants to find you, so he hasn't even been able to make a big search. If you had declared publicly that you were a witch, you would have fallen quickly into the hands of the summoner."

Wow. I didn't want to expose myself to shame. I was lurking my breath with one heart, but did that work?

"Well, then, we have to be careful ahead, right?"

"Naturally."

Mr. Ordis discarded it in a manner that did not have any shards of love.

"On the contrary, there's no better way to throw it away like this in a city fixer than to know you're back. I need to talk to a trusted person about how you behave."

"What!?

What's that supposed to mean? That someone great is going to pull me off!?

"Who are you to trust?!?

"I'm going to consider that. This is the first time I've heard of your return with me today, and I'm sure you haven't consolidated any ideas."

Don't go back and say it.

No, no, more than that.

For example, whoever you're going to talk to.

Is it a matter of decision to leave that fixer?

- Oh, no.

Though it may not be a good thing to say at times that you may be in danger.

As long as I'm in this world, I never thought about leaving there at all, and I can't think about it.

'Cause I'm finally starting to get my lunch sales on stream. Even though we're in the middle of getting our new part-time Senna in and we're all going to work together to set up a shop.

Just a few more moments, I want to be in that fixer.

I want to work hard with your husband and your father and Senna.

Every day at a fixer is so much fun and rewarding. Regular customers are full of good people, and it's a very warm place over there.

I feel much, much more able to spend time like me than I did when I was a witch.

So now, I still don't want to leave that fixer.

"... Mr. Ordis, can't you somehow continue your life in a fixer?

……

The silent intimidation is awesome.

Mr. Ordis' frightened sigh fell on me as I shrugged and fell.

"I can tell you how defenseless I want to live when I say I'm being targeted."

Yes, excuse me. I have no words to give back.

"... but as I said earlier, I'm not even talking about how I'm going to pretend right now. For one thing, you wouldn't want to go on living in a fixer. Well, I'm going to decide on future policies in the near future. As soon as the policy is in place, I will tell them at the end of the lunch delivery. I'll keep you at the royal palace or I'll keep you at the diner until then."

- Huh? That means maybe there's a pattern of living in a fixer?

Mr. Ordis took my gaze with anticipation as depressing.

"I'm not the one making the decision. It's just that hiding you on the royal palace side now, which looks like a normal common girl, could make you look bad and stand out. If that's what you think up there, it could mean you'll continue to be a fixer."

If you're hiding a tree, the forest.

Yeah, yeah, I agree with you, too. If you had a normal time, you'd never know I was an ex-witch.... I don't think so. Both the numb man, the other person in the red, and Mr. Ordis quickly spotted me, but I'm sure normally, I don't know...

"Either way, it's about staying more attentive than ever, bearing in mind that there are people who have called you in secret"

I nodded deeply.

Oh, nevertheless.

"... that's kind of a big deal..."

The voice whimpered small with a sigh, it seems, has reached even Mr. Ordis. He looked at me with cold eyes.

"You're the ex-witch. It's a matter of naming your country."

The words echo in my chest in addition to my thoughts.

As long as I'm in this world, it seems I'm inseparable from the "witch".

Even if she is no longer a little girl with no power whatsoever.