The Struggle of Returning to The Other World

In contrast to me solidifying in surprise, the young man in front of me sneered and laughed at me.

Apparently, he's been bothering to speak up when he noticed me.

"It's a strange encounter. I can't believe I'm seeing you again."

I'm here fast. It's a nappa man's line.

No, but in fact, are you sure it's odd? I can't believe you followed me, and this reunion is nothing but coincidence.... should be, right? For a moment, I even thought it might be an assassin against me, the ex-witch, but then they would have caught me the last time I saw him.

"Oh, you remember me? At the festival of the consecration..."

"Yes, I remember"

I didn't think I'd be spotted as a former witch by someone else in red all of a sudden, so that was a huge impact.... hmm, including that point, is this guy, after all, suspicious?

"Glad to hear it. Harka, right? This must be on the edge of something, too."

Why did you give me my name? Increases alertness at once.

He noticed in this darkness that my expression was frightened. He waved as he panicked. Is the frying going to fall off the plate from but is it ok?

"Look, that's when your uncle at the store called you by your name, right?

Really? Even so, he said he usually doesn't remember until today. I'm scared.

"Me, I named you then, but you don't remember. It's Ars again."

"... Hi"

In the meantime, leave the loving laughter back, and I decided to return to the Viking's bargaining.

Oh, that ham over there looks delicious, too. Some are like rolled cabbage.

Somehow it was me who moved the place, but a young man named Ars also seemed to follow behind it.

"Did you come alone today?

"... no, with friends. They're all scattered."

"Heh, I made friends over here! Good for you."

Speaking of which, you said then that you had no friends because it was shallow to come to this city. I really remember this guy. That's Master Napa's mirror.

"... Mr. Ars, are you alone?

I thought it might be a bad idea to treat it too unimpeded, and I tried to talk about it here.

"Yes, one. I was wondering if I'd have some friends if I came, but I couldn't find anyone. I was a little careful, so I was relieved to find Harka."

Am I already in his range of friends?

There's no way this guy can be careful on his own without the familiar "hi" lettering.

I knew it was suspicious. It doesn't look like I've ever been on guard.

"Oh, looks like you have a chair over there. Why don't you sit down and eat if you like?

Ahead of what Mr Ars pointed out, there were certainly a number of chairs lined up for breaks. Naturally, the number of people sitting is sparse at this time, not long after the party has yet begun.

I could have sat there by myself and eaten into the meat, but I'm just a little concerned about the eyes. That's about it, you might want to have Mr. Ars next door, even if it's somewhat suspicious. There are a lot of people, and even if Mr. Ars is a crook, he shouldn't be able to get into weird behavior here. That intention worked and I decided to snort.

Light music is ringing in the square, and all the young people are dancing with pleasure.

Usually, people in this city live a qualitative life, either solid or solid. Outfits and the like don't seem to like anything very gorgeous, either, because it's fashionable. That's why the fun looks of the men and women dressed in this brightly colored costume tonight were so impressive. After all, they're all young people, aren't they?

But I'm supposed to be my age, too.

Again, thank you. I don't feel good. The heartbreak pains seemed quite serious.

"What's going on? It's a long shot."

Mr. Ars, sitting next to him, peered into my face with a strange look.

"No, guys, I thought it might be fun."

"We're going to have fun too. When you're done eating this, why don't you dance with me?

"No, no, no, because I can't dance"

"Nobody's dancing properly. You just have to enjoy it with the music."

I can't do that either. Even the Japanese have a lot of fun at the club, but I'm like, no. How did I end up at a dance party like that? I knew I resented you, Mr. Midi and his people.

"Because I'm not good at dancing. Don't worry about me, invite other girls"

If you look over, you can also see groups of girls solidifying each other and children walking alone in the venue. In particular, one child is generally of a higher level. I guess he won't come in alone without a chance, he looks sure someone can speak to him. Midi and the others, they're cute.

This Ars is a refreshing young man, too. If you normally speak to a woman, she will not be the first to be hated, but rather the level of pleasure. Besides, a party like this would be coming to find each other partners in the first place, and the alert levels for the women are the lowest, I'm sure if Mr. Ars put his back in and started numbing, he'd find a good woman.

You just have to get away from me like that.

And I suggested it with that in mind.

"Well, then, one of these days I'll ask someone out."

That's what I said and laughed, and Mr. Ars threw the fried chicken he had taken into his mouth.

"Harka, you live around here, don't you? Living alone?"

"No, I work in the lodging"

"Uh, what kind of work?

"I'll leave that to your imagination"

I would go out with a dubious numb man if it was to the extent of public discourse on this occasion, but I can't teach him about the fixer.

"Uh, a food-related store or something?

"I'll leave it to your imagination"

"Terrible, you're totally on guard about me, aren't you?

"That's not true."

I don't know, and Mr. Ars doesn't seem convinced.

But he was an unfathomable man.

"Because of this, let's make Khalka a respectful. We could have been friends."

I knew you meant us, friends. Well, that's fine.

"... yeah, I get it. Stop saluting me."

"If you don't want to dance, why don't you go get some food? I'm still hungry."

"Oh, go!

That's an odd encounter. I was just having trouble getting my appetite stimulated halfway through just frying and ham. I didn't even eat the rolled cabbage dressing earlier.

In the end we continued to eat and drink afterwards.

The bow at the waist has become too tight, so switch to a squeeze shape under the chest. Let me also delude you that your stomach is pounding. Ugh, painful pain.

Several times on the way, I saw Mr. Midi.

Around getting a solid nice guy, just fine. The other three, too, are invisible, but are probably doing well at the end. I'm sure they'll send each one of them home to their partner. Then there is no problem where I dispersed one foot first.

"Um, Mr. Ars. Me, it's time to go home."

"Really? Then I'll send it to you."

"Yeah, I'm fine. It's not that far from home."

"There's nothing wrong with that. Let me send it."

Although I'm not worried about my inferior heart in a male and female sense, in a witchy sense, it can be. I've never gone beyond caution. I decided not to act rashly, but to protect myself.

"Sorry, 'cause it's a little hard for someone who lives in to see me go home with a guy"

"But walking alone with a girl on the night lane is dangerous."

"It's okay, it's just a bright, crowded road."

"Really?"

"Yeah, I really do"

When she was stubbornly refusing, Ms. Ars smiled bitterly as she said she had surrendered.

"No, Halka, you're solid. Yeah. Yeah, well, you shouldn't let the numb guy you just met yesterday send you."

Oh.

"So I'll give up today. The next time we see each other, it's really time we're friends. Stay close then."

Hilariously, Mr. Ars waved.

I'm so sorry I was raising my guard on my own, he's a good guy.

I'm sorry, Mr. Ars. I will nevertheless remain vigilant.

But I didn't miss you today.

A few days later, I washed the borrowed piece and went to Mr. Midi's to return it.

I knew it, but Mr. Midi's interest is still Mr. Ars' one color.

I was wondering if I should just give back a piece at the store, and I was pulled up to Mr. Midi's room and asked questions as if as soon as I had arrows as possible as a suspect to be questioned by a detective.

"Hulka, don't do it! I can't believe I caught someone that nice."

"Midi was with a cool guy, too."

"No, not at all. He was like a monkey. I tried to force him out to an unpopular place after the party, so I kicked him back and ran away"

Shh, were you in such danger?

I'm glad you're okay. It's too dangerous.

"That guy didn't feel so light-hearted. What kind of person are you?

Mr Midi at the time turns the subject back to light, as he said it was no big deal.

"Uh, Mr. Ars, that's what he said."

"How old are you?

"Come on, I didn't hear you say that."

"What's your occupation?

"... I don't know. Oh, with that said, I think he said something like," I work for the royal palace. "

"Where do you live?

"I don't know."

Come to think of it, you're in a situation where you don't know one thing about Mr. Ars. I don't know how much I suspected it would have cost, but would I have guarded it a little too much?

When I was stunned by myself, more than that, Mr. Midi was stunned by me.

"Halka, what were you doing?"

"Uh, I don't know, really"

……

Mr. Midi sees me with a frigid eye.

"Fair enough. So, you promised to see him next, didn't you?

……

Now it was my turn to remain silent.

"... Hulka. Your spring is going to be quite a while away."

With a look of giving up, Mr. Midi sighed.

But, yeah, you do. I think so, too.