The Struggle of Returning to The Other World

On his return from the Institute of Magic, he met Mr. Ordis at the entrance and exit.

I am surprised that they throw up a mysterious throwaway dialogue saying, "How dare you interrupt people's sleep the other day" and so on.

I didn't know what you were talking about for a moment, and I pompously dropped Mr. Ordis off trying to walk away as he was, but I thought it was about that night when Noel came right away, and I rushed after him on his back.

Yes, when Noel grabbed my shoulder, the bracelet Mr. Ordis gave me flashed like a warning. After that, nothing special happened, so I thought it was just a simple warning, but apparently a contact had been made to Mr. Ordis firmly.

"Please wait, Mr. Ordis. It's about that."

"I guess they were Lord Woodgrey, I know"

Hey, you totally found out.

I didn't do anything wrong, but I can't stand it.

"I thought sooner or later I'd come into contact with you, so I'm not surprised."

"How far do you know...? You hear a conversation or something?

"At the time I found out they were Lord Woodgrey, I didn't have any trouble intercepting conversations or anything. I guess it was about coming to me or something."

As you can see.

But that's not all. There was some remarkable advice from the Chancellor and Mr. Ordis. If Mr. Ordis had listened to that, what would happen? Will the way you treat me change?

"Whatever, I don't even know who's listening. Talking in a hallway like this is foolish. I don't have anything special to report to you today, so just head back to the diner."

Wow, I'm in the mood!

Suddenly, the way I treat her is changing.

Should I still think that all the conversations that night were listened to? "You were listening, weren't you? If you want to press," etc., Mr. Ordis is in a mood that seems to sink deeper than the ocean to the bottom of Naruto, so I can't ask.

Well, even if they were listening to the conversation, there's nothing they can do.

This place, as I was told, seems like a good place to just disperse.

I tried to escape and left the lab behind.

Nothing is more horrible than Mr. Ordis when he's in a bad mood.

I walk down the corridor singing, "Don't sneak up on the untouched god."

But maybe this place needed the courage to touch it.

The early breakup with Mr. Ordis turned into a vendetta.

On the way back from the lab - another disaster suddenly descended.

"Wait a minute."

A shadow stuck in the hallway unwittingly called me.

This is a lonely hallway that is not yet so far from the institute and is not usually popular.

I didn't think I could speak up in a place like that, I looked up with wonder.

Jen royal in the hallway was your daughter around the same age as me.

He wears a long white toned jacket with a light water coloured long piece. The glossy blonde hair is neatly put together in one piece, and Rin, who seems to have strong brown eyes that look firmly at me, has the glamour to attract people.

Obviously, it's a good place to be a lady. Rather, instead of a good place lady, I also feel like there's even some divinity drifting around......

"Ah!"

I raised my bare voice.

I had an idea who your daughter was in front of me.

Isn't she the one who did it with Mr. Sotini? An example is a female cleric who is in love with Mr. Ordis and is about to become vulgar - he says he has certified me as a rival of love and is an eyewitness. Yeah, definitely.

I turned right.

but apparently she's not going to miss it or anything.

"I told you to wait!

He grabbed my shoulder as much as he wanted and deprived me of the option of running away.

Only at a time like this, the bracelet Mr. Ordis gave me doesn't even react to it perfectly. I just want you to stop choosing someone to activate your abilities.

"Well, what is it?"

At last, I was mindful and confronted your daughter.

Your daughter, humming her nose, observed me wandering from the top of her head to the toes of her feet.

"You're the lunch delivery guy?

"Oh, yes."

Let's not argue with anything they say. That's the shortest liberation route my instincts tell me.

"What's your name?

"I say Hulka"

"That's a man's name."

"It's often said"

"I say Sotini."

"That's a lovely name"

Oh, it's the rumored Mr. Sotini, after all. I hammered as untouched as I could so as not to make myself feel the impatience inside.

"I don't care what your name is. I just wanted to make sure... that you, Lord Ordis, know each other, right?

Unexpectedly, Mr Sotini has suddenly brought up the subject.

I see. Neither do I mean to buy time on a lazy and irrelevant topic. If you've been involved in any trouble, I'd like you to confirm just what I want you to say and let me go. Especially if, like this one, pressing questions await that no matter how you fall, can only be a waste of time.

"Right, Mr. Ordis was a benefactor I used to take care of. That said, we're just delivering lunches to the lab now."

"How rude of you, Mr. Ordis, to be the first magician of this country."

"Oh, excuse me. It was Lord Ordis."

I thought it was a real battle, and the scratches come in the details.

This is getting worse and worse, we have to be careful not to say bad things.

But.

... you Mr. Ordis.

Damn, I can read the flow somehow.

My guess is that Mr. Ordis was seeing this Mr. Sotini until just before he ran into me.

Mr. Ordis, who had been followed and pioneered by Mr. Sotini, escaped the scene by appropriately distracting himself. Although I have succeeded in escaping, I have not been able to secure it to the point where it exudes the frustration I have recruited, and I have steered it in this form of an eight-hundred hit on me. That is Mr. Ortiz's grumpy attitude earlier.

I wonder if Mr. Sotini was standing alone in such a lonely unpopular hallway because he came all the way here after Mr. Ordis. You didn't even have the courage to step foot in the magic lab, and I went to give up and try to get back together -.

Think of it that way, and the flow will connect.

(Still, hey)

I was sneaky surprised.

I thought Mr. Sotini was an older woman, but he's just my age.

It's a total cultural shock to be a teenage girl who seriously falls in love with her thirty past uncle. I just want to scream at you in your ear without waking your eyes, but it's probably useless, so let's stop it.

"You know me naturally, don't you?

"I'm asking you. Master Ordis's... future fiancée."

"Yeah, yeah, it's quick and helpful."

Just a little, it seems that Mr. Sotini's heart certificate has improved. Would it be nice to scrape up the sesame seeds like this and get them to miss it?

"No matter how much you thank me, you can't be his real wife. Ordis is no match for Ordis, who is only a fixer clerk. Right there. Think about it. Well, I don't know what it's like to be thankful to Master Ordis, but I don't. But she's annoying me, too. You can't overlook him as the same woman."

I had just decided to affirm everything and cut through the field, but that determination was just shaking.

Shall I nod that I am too factually groundless to say that I am chasing Mr. Ordis around with an unidentified romance, etc., and yes?

Yeah, but if we argue here, it's visible to get caught up in even more mud.

As a result, I stuck only a smile on my face and pierced my silence.

"He has a future companion named me. This is the absolute edge (eh) that God wants to set. I won't let anyone overrule me. Even if you're plotting your destiny by mastering his stomach."

"No, I don't think so."

Mr. Ordis hasn't even spoken of our lunch box in the first place.

"... your lunch box sounds pretty tasty for a common man."

"No, it doesn't seem to fit Mr. Ordis very well."

No matter how badly this one goes out and tries to change the direction of the story, it seems as if Mr. Sotini at the time has no intention of doing so. From beginning to end, they've already decided in her what topics they want to take.

"Hey, let me have lunch at your place, too"

"Eh."

No, that flies Mr. Sotini's sharp glance at me, trying to shy away.

"You're not going to unhindered refuse this favor of mine, are you?

"Uh, well, very much for noble people like Sotini"

"If Mr. Ordis is eating, I'll have to take my future wife."

"Master Ordis himself, he hasn't eaten! That guy's men are just eating."

"You lied"

Mr. Sotini's quiet thunder fell.

"They just turned me back to the lab today because I had a lunch appointment, even though I said I had prepared a meal for Master Ordis. That person's concern that if you don't eat the lunch you booked, you will dispose of it. I'm heartbroken. But at the same time, the fact is that the meal I prepared is to the extent that it succumbs to the lunches of ordinary people."

Soon, Mr. Sotini grabbed his fist.

"I have to know. Taste the lunch your shop prepared."

... I want to go home now.