The Struggle of Returning to The Other World

The next day, for the first time in a long time, I was to be in charge of lunch delivery.

Noel says he hasn't shown up since he suddenly showed up at the training ground in the name of an inspection.

Um, as read. I know I'm not in a position to wander around in the royal palace like that. If we meet today... do we have to keep an eye on him then and talk to him properly?

It was on the way to the training ground today.

When we get to our usual outlet position, we can see the soldiers already waiting for lunch.

Wow, wow. I can't believe they're waiting to arrive, and our lunch box has become famous.

These days, other restaurants are beginning to try to enter the royal palace just like ours. Well, then, it will, won't it? However, multiple vendors will have trouble getting in and out of sales matches, and the lack of quality safety controls means that no other store has been granted any permission, he said.

We'll be careful not to look too big in the royal palace, too. If you go into behavior that disrupts the order of the royal palace, you must be able to change vendors even soon.

Perhaps there is an appearance of Mr. Ars?

I remember saying "I work in the royal palace" when I first met him at the festival, and I looked around at the training ground, but I didn't see his koko tea head.

Aren't you part of the squad today, or aren't you even a soldier in the first place? What the hell kind of work does a royal palace do? Not because Mr. Midi burned me, but because of it, and in case I ever get a chance to see you again, shall I ask?

And the day after that.

Bento delivery to the Institute of Magic.

It has been a week and a day since I last spoke to Mr. Ordis.

He said he was going to think about my gesture in the near future, so he might fit in just in time.

Please, I hope you can continue to take care of me at the diner.

But will I be able to meet with Mr. Ordis in the first place today?

Come to think of it, Mr. Ordis is not a resident of this institute. Instead, he's a magician with no legs at all, if normal. Even more worried about what I would do if I hadn't stopped by the lab today. At that time, can I only ask the magician who responded to me to say something?

Hold a heavy lunchbox and knock on the door leading to the laboratory.

Then the door opened immediately, as if waiting for the lunch box to come now or now.

Too quickly, I jumped off the spot in surprise.

"Hello! - What, that?

It was that magician who showed his face the same way as last time.

Still a strong hair of habit, but somehow more precisely set than before? And somewhat reddish cheeks, glittering eyes...... But they disappeared all at once when I saw my face. And it was very easy to understand, and it drowned my head.

"Hi. Thanks for the delivery all the time"

The voice was unusual and not energetic when I hit it earlier, and I was thanked for everything.

What the hell.

"Are you off today, Senna?

To his inquiry, I finally drank the situation.

I see, oh, I see. Senna can't put it in the corner.

"Excuse me. Senna and I were supposed to take turns interrupting this one."

"Oh, yeah. It's not like it was special that Senna was here a few times, is it?

"Yes, she works for us too, so I'm sure she'll come back soon."

"Oh well. - Oh, I'm suddenly sorry. I'm Corey. You didn't introduce yourself the last time you came, did you? Not now, thank you."

Apparently she recovered early, Mr. Corey turned a hearty smile on her face.

"I say Hulka. Best regards,"

He's easy to understand. I don't know if I'm okay with being a magician with this. and so on, and while I had a rude feeling, I also named it back.

After a second face-to-face introduction we finally walked slowly down the same hallway as last time. It must be that this building is an old one, but apparently things are a little different than before. Say you don't see one dust, or what? Clearly, cleanliness is increasing.

"... even cleaned up, did they?

"What?"

"'Cause it's kind of amazing, it's beautiful"

"Oh, you know what I mean? Well, you know what I mean."

Mr. Corey put his head on with pleasure.

"Look, I've been asking for lunch lately, so women like you and Senna will come. I'm sorry to have you come to such a filthy place."

To put it bluntly, you cleaned it for Mr. Senna.

"Yeah, that might be a little funny for you. I'll show you."

That being said, Mr. Corey took out of his nostalgia the likes of Beeballs and somehow began to spin the spell. Not much length. At the end of that spell, the broom came from somewhere alone and bounced. - Regardless, it is an effect of sorcery.

Mr. Corey waves softly, holding the bead. Then the broom began to carefully sweep the hallway.

"Wow!"

During the witchcraft era, witchcraft, however magical, was shown in many ways, but there was not much to see the technique used in these practical situations. If the common people were to use it, it would be a magic prop at best, so they rarely had a chance to see the art itself. Nice, I want to remember this magic. And I want to use it at our fixer.

Or if you can use magic like this, you should keep the institute clean from day to day.

"Hey, what are you doing"

Me and Mr. Corey looked back as they accidentally spoke and watched the broom self-cleaning.

The Lord of Voices is Mr. Ordis.

You had your face on the lab today. Good.

(Dear Ordis, I've been showing my face to the institute every day here lately. You, you like it)

Hiccup, and Mr. Corey.

"I hear you."

Mr. Ordis stabbed the nail with a grumpy voice.

When Mr. Corey paid for me and me, he walked away, saying something like, "I don't have time," as it were - and ran away. Let's panic, Mr. Ordis, I knew you were a tough and crazy person for everyone.

"You too. Why don't you come straight ahead without selling the oil?"

"Shh, excuse me"

He said he hadn't seen him in a week, but all of a sudden he got angry.

Follow Mr. Ordis' back, without any shards of love, to the same room as last time. The mess in this room doesn't seem to change. I'm glad because as far as I'm concerned, I prefer this cluttered feeling. Well, I don't know what my preference is. It's not what Mr. Corey knew.

Having lowered my lunch box, I sat back in the chair, prompted by Mr. Ordis.

"You seemed to be catching a cold and sleeping. Are you feeling better now?"

"Ah, yes. Thanks to you, I'm fine now."

"Still weak."

Are you worried or just want to complain?

As I was pulling my cheeks, Mr. Ordis only put tea in himself (and used witchcraft) and put his mouth on it. Uh, don't you have my share, do you?

"As for you, I would have cared about that aftermath."

Suddenly the point.

Well, yeah.

I was curious.

What did Mr. Ordis and Noel talk about after they were about to meet Noel?

I didn't tell Lord Woodgrey about you.

"- Really? Not a word?"

"Yeah, but I think I noticed you in that moment over there. I wonder if it's Halutia now."

Oh, I knew it. I was aware of that.

I wanted to hold my head.

"That's the daughter of a lunchbox dealer, if you're curious, you can check for yourself, but I threw it away."

"Noel seems to have come all the way to the training ground."

It's been a year and a half since you left.

Mr. Ordis seems to be amused somewhere.

A special victory... I don't think I'm losing my guardian mood.

"In the meantime, when we met in the hallway, I ran away. On second thought, I've been wondering if I should see Noel properly once."

"What do we meet and talk about?

"I'm certainly in this world, but he said he wasn't going to annoy Noel's hand"

"Is that what convinces the man?"

"Well, I know that guy's sense of responsibility is twice as strong. Positively, Noel knows best that it's not up to me."

"Positively, or"

Mr. Ordis looked like he was going to patrol something.

Don't hide the strange look on my face, I stare at him and urge him ahead.

"Surprisingly, you know something, too."

...... it's an honor to keep it in compliment.

"You're right, this can't be a personal matter between you and Lord Woodgrey. You were once a witch. That fact, whatever you are now, will always have some effect on your surroundings"

"I don't seem to have any more divine powers."

"It's not about divine power. We're talking about political and religious power."

……

"The other day Lord Woodgrey came to me, and it was a story involving such matters."

Talk about getting involved in political and religious issues, where Noel and Mr. Ordis interact.

I could almost imagine what it was like.

"It's a matter of divine power, about the current witch."