The Struggle of Returning to The Other World

Then for a while, time passed without any major movement.

Basically, I work downstairs in the royal palace cafeteria. And once a week, show your face to the diner and work with your husbands. After work, I will head out to the magic institute to teach Corey and Luna some initial sorcery - will it be about three months today, counting those days?

Even today, after his work in the dining room, he decided to show his face to the Institute of Magic.

Right now, all cooks, including Rick, are studying the sweets offered to women. I learned that visiting the magic institute with that prototype would make Mr. Luna feel exceptionally better.

"Hello -"

Open the lab door with familiar hands.

- Then beyond that door, there was an unexpected presence of a client.

"So, Mr. Sotini!?

Yes, Mr. Sotini, a cleric attached to Master Ardina, was sitting on his back as he shrunk into an old chair.

And what, across the street, Mr. Ordis.

(This is the first time I've done this)

I unwittingly solidified at the entrance.

It is no longer a well-known fact that Mr Sotini is falling in love with Mr Ordis and falling in love with him. I have heard that thought from Mr. Sotini's own mouth, and I know that Mr. Ordis, who was chased around too much by her, rarely categorizes her as a "bad person".

Why are those two sitting in alignment here?

Besides, Mr. Sotini, he's shrunk in such a moist way that I don't think he was chasing him around once. Or the cat you borrowed.

(Was this... me, in the way?

The idea of turning right and dispersing was when I crossed the back of my brain.

"Don't just stand there and get in there."

Mr. Ordis' chilling voice blocked my way home with an invisible wall.

"Yes. Excuse me. Excuse me."

I noticed and walked into the room.

"Um. Mr. Sotini, it's been a while"

"Yeah, it's been a while, Halka."

Sotini, who looked tired somewhere, gave it back as he pleasantly did.

Were you tired of being alone with Mr. Ordis?... Yeah, I'm sure it isn't. The fatigue she was wrapped up in was apparently not such a whisper. It seems to me that for days now, there has been no time to rest.

"What's wrong with you today?

"I've got a little time, so I came here to talk to Harka. At this hour, it's mostly what I heard you were here."

Ha, then, the flow that even Mr. Ordis rarely visited the lab, so they bowled together?

"Sooner, though, I wanted to talk to you. Because there's a lot going on, and I haven't been able to take any of my time in the past few months. I'm sorry, I'm so sorry."

"No, not at all, because I'm free"

I waved my hands in panic.

How dare Mr. Sotini show such modesty?

The reason for this is somehow imaginable. I'm sure busy means around Master Ardina. Ever since Mr. Rayburn, arguably a subordinate of the abdominal heart to Master Ardina, sinned or corrected the distortion of the 'temper'. There are too many kinds of post-cleanups to soak up nerves.

Until ordinary people like me, I don't hear anything about this noise, but I guess in the upper levels of the Royal Palace, very much under water, there are various movements.

"I'd like to take a little wind. Why don't you take a walk and stick with the story?

I nodded, of course, to Mr Sotini's suggestion.

"So, Master Ordis. Sorry to bother you all of a sudden."

"Oh."

"Excuse me, sir."

I bowed my head with politeness and then Mr. Sotini left the room with a slightly indelible foothold. I follow it silently, too.

"... ha"

After a while, from Mr. Sotini's little lips, a deep sigh.

Out in a small, unpopular (one-piece) tsubo yard, we stopped.

"Mr. Sotini, are you okay?

"Oh, yeah. It's okay, but it's not like I'm going to see Lord Ordis when I'm tired."

I'm just saying that my energy is exhausted.

Is this how a maiden in love looks when she meets someone she likes unexpectedly?

"Standing in front of her always makes me feel nervous."

"Oh, really?

"Because I don't care about me, you're talking about that gaze, that voice, that expression, all over your body. It's very energetic to break that indifference until you step inside him."

"That's it..."

I was wondering why you like Mr. Ordis.

I'm going to ask about it.

It was just me holding my mouth, but Mr. Sotini seemed like a complete prospect, such as what I was trying to say.

"Reason, then. There isn't."

It's not rational.

If they say so, I can't say anything.

"What about you? Haven't you seen Lady Noel again lately?

"Ugh."

Exactly.

By choosing to live as an ordinary person, I made less contact with Noel again.

"It's hard for me to understand why you're so far away. If you're in love, you don't have to know, and they don't hate you. I wish I could just rip it all off and jump into that arm."

……

If you're Mr. Sotini, maybe you do.

If you want to be with Mr. Ordis, you can say without hesitation that you don't mind abandoning the status of a high priest.

(Ah - well. Mr. Sotini, after all, didn't mean to be a witch from the beginning)

By now, I think of that.

Because if you become a witch, you'll never be able to be with anyone you like. Mr. Sotini couldn't have wanted that.

(I can't believe I was after the witch's seat, really, it was a rumor without roots or leaves)

I guess she has just been, purely, supporting Master Ardina.

"Halka, I've always wanted to apologize to you."

"Huh?"

"I'm sorry I messed up your life for our convenience."

That being said, Mr. Sotini bowed his head deeply and deeply.

"Hey, hey, Mr. Sotini!

"On behalf of the priests, I apologize."

"No, don't exaggerate."

"I'm not exaggerating. Instead, I know my apology won't even feed the birds. Besides, after so many months. You can't help but think it's what you came to show me your face. … Still, I must apologize."

"Okay, I've had enough of your feelings, I've had it."

Please raise your face, if I beg you, Mr. Sotini finally extended his hips with a fold.

"Haruka, you're a really helpless person."

"I don't know, I don't know myself anymore."

"One of my apologies is enough, and I can't believe there's even enough abnegation."

... Did Mr. Sotini come to apologize to me or to scold me?

"So Hulka. I don't care if I don't make you happier than anyone else."

To the sudden proclamation, I was full because I would return a frightened look.

"If you're happy with your current, cautious life, that's good too. If you really want to live a left-hand fan, I can assure you. If returning to the original world makes you happier, you can leave without waiting a year.... So anyway, be happy, Hulka"

"Mr. Sotini"

"Good thing, Hulka. You're too abject, too modest, to think things through. I don't care what you think over the course of the year, but sometimes life and love are unreasonable, just carve them in your chest."

Ms. Sotini preached her conclusion with a difficult face.

"You know what I mean when I see you so scattered and irrational. It's people's world that doesn't go according to their muscles. I feel the same way."

My feelings, too, don't work the way I want.

I guess. Maybe so.

"Doesn't Mr. Sotini give up on Mr. Ordis yet?

"Not yet, what is it? Mana."

"Oh, I'm sorry"

I said something nasty.

Mr. Sotini glanced at me, then hummed his nose.

"Do you give up? I'll definitely turn around and show you one day."

Powerful, he proclaimed.