The Struggle of Returning to The Other World

The dawn has come.

Rather than, I woke up on my own during the time that the sun would soon rise.

I fell asleep yesterday without even eating dinner, so my body seemed to be complaining about my hunger.

Apparently, I haven't made it so delicate that I lose my appetite because I've lost my temper. When I was delusional that I wanted to eat a half-cooked eyeball grill on top of freshly baked toast, my stomach started pounding loudly.

But that's just how we're still going to have time for breakfast.

I was no longer sleepy but I decided to close my eyes again in bed.

Oh, I showed Mr. Ars something weird yesterday.

Even more regrettable now, though it's just a later festival.

Although Mr. Ars walked away without saying anything, he must have pulled quite a bit. My daughter, who used to embellish herself until just before, suddenly cried and stopped saying yes. That's quite a horror. But I had no choice, because I couldn't stop myself.

I exposed myself to shame, but I feel just a little better for that.

Let's think ahead of what we should do now rather than think past it.

Ever since I came to Mr. O'Turand's mansion, I've been kind of weirdly out of motivation.

Though I didn't think about it, I just wore prepared clothes, ate prepared dishes, and slept in the prepared room. What did I get into Lady Frahamti for? Wasn't it to find an incentive to break the status quo that doesn't change anything?

(Yeah)

I opened my eyes that were closed.

Looks a lot brighter out the window.

First of all, we can no longer rely on Master Frahamti.

Instead, we will have to leave this mansion as soon as possible and restart it from the breathless spot of Lady Frahamti. Even under him, he never seems to be able to return to the original world.

But then where is Lady Frahamti's breathless place?

Mr O'Turand is right, and Mr Ordis, although difficult to say aggressive, must be under the authority of Mr Frahamti. In other words, this is a very difficult issue because few of the people in the royal palace will be able to cross with the prime minister.

(And then...)

Noel's face came to mind, but I hurriedly struck it off.

So, Noel said no.

Damn, if this is the case, I would have made more connections during the previous summons.

I didn't try to relate to anyone from myself, so I can't think of anyone I could count on personally.

Speaking of the remaining means, would it be enough to shout "I am a former witch halutia" and claim myself in the middle of the royal palace and, conversely, let the summoner find me? Maybe the original killer is a better person to talk to than Master Frahamti.

... No, I knew it was too dangerous.

Hmm.

And one more thing.

Though this is also too dangerous a bet.

Why don't you tell Master Ardina what's going on?

I know exactly what I've been through, but witches are beyond the hierarchy of this country. Even the Prime Minister, Lady Frahamti, cannot be allowed to scorn Lady Ardina. In other words, the only place to evacuate from Lady Frahamti's hands is at Lady Ardina's knees.

I feel like Ardina would accept me as a former witch who wants to go home. I can't believe she didn't say that when she made a mistake because she was in the way... No, although it's probably too optimistic speculation.

What do you think?

Whether it's a name proposal or a "fancy” proposal, I'm just worried.

Um, I think it's kind of a misguided proposal.

Either way, if we can't get out of this mansion first, we won't start talking.

Trouble, I sighed heavily.

But.

From the unexpected, things are about to unfold rapidly.

Then for a few days, there was no way to make it, and I continued to live the same life of drawbacks.

Still, some things have changed.

For example, the fact that I began to look out the window frequently.

Yeah, I know. Exactly if they say it is untrue. I secretly expect Noel to be seen again.

But the view I could see was always the same.

I don't see the person I want in a beautifully maintained approach.

And then I became active in walking in the garden as well.

I used to shy away from your maid, but switched my head that it wasn't if I was saying that. I decided to take a walk and see if there was a way out of this mansion.

There are originally few people in Mr. Otuland's mansion. All but my husband, Mr. O'Turand, are servants, and the number of them, who are always stationed, is less than counting with both hands. So it didn't seem that hard to slip through their eyes and go outside.

The problem was, he was more of a guardian.

I've learned this since I started my full stroll, but apparently a few people have been sent by the royal palace to keep an eye on me.

Always alone at the Mansion Gate. One in the mansion, too. There's also one at the back gate of the mansion I found on the way out. It seems difficult for me, an amateur, to jerk off their siege net.

but.

Mine was the limit already.

The rush to take any action has only been to recruit in the last few days.

I was sitting on the couch in the room looking out the window to make sure I felt the bracelet on my left hand side.

This bracelet was given to me by Mr. Ordis at the beginning, and I couldn't even take it away when I came here, so I wear it as it is.

Bracelet that Mr. Ordis will be informed of any imminent danger to me.

In fact, this bracelet reacted when Noel grabbed her shoulder hard.

Though at that time, Mr. Ordis abandoned me because it was not a life-threatening occasion. What happens if we get into a really dying, chopped situation?

I've been thinking about it for a while now.

For example, suppose someone suddenly attacked you and nearly stabbed you with a blade.

I also find it difficult to think of just informing Mr Ordis of such an emergency. By the time Mr. Ordis was contacted, I was stabbed to death.

If so, at the same time as informing Mr. Ordis, would he be equipped with the art of protecting myself in this bracelet? I think that's a good chance.

(What do you mean, you have a chance at one time?)

I seriously stare out the window.

It's totally sunset and the pitch-black darkness just spreads outside the window.

This is the third floor.

Outside the window, tall trees can be seen at a distance to the point of jumping.

What about flying into that tree and sneaking away from the mansion?

Of course, I've never tried such acrobatic moves in my entire life, so it could fail and fall. In other words, the prospect of failure is more Russian. But at that time, this bracelet will react and protect itself, and even contact Mr. Ordis.... maybe.

If I could only get in touch with Mr. Ordis, I'd have the prospect of getting help even in the dirt seat at that time. If you can't help me, let's at least beg you to take me to the cleric residence where Master Ardina is. Mr. Ordis had given up on Lady Frahamti's subordination, but he can no longer pretend to be.

It may be futile, but it should be worth a try.

Even if that prospect comes off, things will change again if you find out I've been unscrupulous in this mansion.

There may be stricter surveillance, but is that okay? Protection, house arrest and imprisonment are the same for me. At a time when things are going to change, maybe we can try some new moves.

My primary concern was the possibility that this bracelet was not equipped with techniques to protect itself in the first place.

At that time, he could really die as soon as he jumped out the window.

(... too scared)

But if you don't move, nothing will change.

What should I do? Shall I try? Shall I stop it after all?

As I rose from my sleigh and couch, I put my hand on the window in a slow motion.

When I open the window, the damp air characteristic of the night envelops my cheeks.

I took a slow, deep breath.

Seeing it in the darkness of the night, Oki, who thought it was right around the corner, was felt farther than he could have imagined.

It still seems impossible for the average person to jump that far and stick to the branches.

No, I know I can't.

... but.

Hmm.

"Exactly, shouldn't that be stopped?

That's when I heard a voice on my totally unsecured back, and I literally jumped up.

Weird sweat erupts more and more.

Looking back without a voice, there was a person sitting on the back of the couch I had hung until earlier. He is a young man dressed in an indistinguishable, well-faced, hiccups costume for both men and women.

"Le, le, le, mr. Luno!?

"Hisashibu. How have you been?

The opponent tilted his smile at him. Bright golden hair shakes saggily.

I looked seriously at the appearance of the unexpected without the words that followed.

"Oh, really, Mr. Luno, is it?"

"There you go. What, there's someone else in the world who looks so beautiful?

Mr. Luno said away.

Oh, this is in person. This unblemished character hasn't changed at all.

Mr. Luno is the summoner who last summoned me to this world as a witch.

Because of his unusual outfits and behavior, people tend to roll away about Mr. Luno, but his summoning arm is being pushed to the heartbeat by some of the best and most parties in the country. Even so, calling witches from different worlds is a big job every fifty years. Usually it seemed his job to move people and things mainly with the art of relocation, and in relation to that, Mr. Luno was talking about leaving the King's Capital for a while.

Yeah, but you really totally forgot Mr. Luno existed.

"Wow, that's the real Hal, isn't it? I miss you too much! Um, but isn't it shrinking? Various places."

"Chi, I'm not shrinking...... maybe"

Mr. Luno followed me with a knoll like a high school girl.

If I refuse, his gender is male.

"More than that, how could Mr. Luno be here? Work in the region…"

"I'm almost done, so I'm cutting it up. Well, if you hear Hal's back here, you're gonna have to come see him, right?

"Oh, thank you."

"But I'm surprised - I haven't come to see you in years with the art of relocation, and all of a sudden I run into Hal trying to throw myself through the window. I can't believe you surprised me. You brushed your arm!

"Ha..."

Uh, what kind of nori were you in on this guy's tension before?

It's been a few years, so I can't really come back.

"But it's been tough this time. I can't believe you're back in this world with no protection or anything?

Mr. Luno gently lifted his sara forehead with his right hand.

- Yes, yes, yes, yes!

All of a sudden I've been called back to this world, and I'm in the middle of something very advanced right now!

Mr. Luno had taken it off his account, but isn't this a great opportunity for a thousand encounters? If he is a summoner with only a few in the country, he may know a good way for me to return to the original world.

I turned my back on the window and held Mr. Luno's hands tight.

"Mr. Luno, I, I want to go back to the original world. But I don't know who called me in this time, and I can't go home. Can't you get some good wisdom!?

"Shit, if I could stare at you like that anymore, I'd be tempted."

"No, really, it's a serious story. Please, help me!

"Well, even if they say so."

Mr. Luno got a slightly contemplative look.

"In the first place, why don't we just leave now?

"Huh?"

Mr. Luno kept his words going.

"'Cause maybe there's never been another call for a witch back in the original world, has there? I feel like I'm destined for something. Hal's been loved by this world. What do you mean - if you live this way all the time already, you'll fit in circles! Not a good idea?

"Don't be a name at all. Shh. In this world where there's no one close to you, it's impossible for people from different worlds to live their whole lives!

"Why? I hear you're making a living finding a good job. You can live on your own at all -. If you're anxious, you can have me as your guardian again. I mean, Noel, why don't you just feed me for the rest of my life?

"Please stop joking like that."

Oh, I kind of want to cry already.

The light of hope we met because of was an out-of-the-box existence.

"I'm not kidding. I don't know why you're breaking up."

It seems that Mr. Luno still wants to continue talking about Noel.

"'Cause we're too different from each other."

"I don't know where you stand, but I think it's like flying if you blow it. 'Cause when Hal was summoned before, Noel, you thought if you were here, you could live in this world, right? That's why it was that big confession on the way home, isn't it? You thought we could cross the world, didn't you?

Oh yeah, I hope you don't pull that story out!! Even though it's black history in me!!

"That, I don't know, is like a ping-pong dash. You said it was cute... Youthful..."

Yeah, already, what the hell am I talking about?

"Take, anyway. I want to go home!

Set aside all the various processes and, in a nutshell, run out of them.

I want to go home. I want to go home.

"Hmm, okay. Either way, you can't return it unless you're the one who summoned it. That line has to be told by the killer."

I knew I couldn't do it.

As Mr Ordis said before. There's nothing Mr. Luno can do either......

"So I'm gonna help you out a little bit, and then I'm gonna do something about it myself."

Hmm?

I looked up bent over.

Help me, will you?

That's when I heard multiple footprints outside the room.

If you clear your ears, those footsteps seem to be heading straight this way.

Apparently, it made too much noise with me and Mr. Luno. That too, or if it was all that loud and awfully noisy, it would go into the human ear of the mansion.

"No. - Looks like someone's here. Too bad I haven't seen Hal in a long time. Ma, we'll talk slowly again when we calm down. Let me ask you something when you get back here."

In contrast to me sitting in approaching footsteps, Mr. Luno doesn't break his usual calm down. Then this time he took both my hands and held them with all his strength.

"Yes, well, take a deep breath."

- We're gonna use the relocation technique!

As if I hadn't been mindful, I held my breath instead of taking a deep breath to prepare for the surgery to activate.

The next moment, my sight distorted greatly. Unforgiving feeling like a hole in the foot. I almost screamed when I was struck by severe dizziness as if I had also had dehydration.

Only Mr. Luno's technique is always smart, and he shouldn't have been so shocked by the metastasis. Where the hell are you trying to fly me?

"Go away"

Wait, wait.

Explain the situation a little more...

My words were sucked into the confines of space, empty-handed.