The Too Many Summonings from Japan Have Caused the Goddess to Flip Out

"Ha-ha-ha. I'm so busy, I'm gonna throw up"

"If you want to throw up, stick your head in the bathroom, Your Majesty."

"It's hard not to have any labor from my men."

at the Imperial Palace in Fitzgard.

His Majesty the Emperor, whose face is whitened in front of a large amount of paperwork, and Mr. Wilhelmina, who seemingly carries out his work pale as usual.

Fitzgard is still a training ground today.

"Why are you so busy?"

"The brave men went back to Japan and all the objects that were holding their heads together began to be idiots. Even so, Roman used the name of His Majesty the Emperor, and he kept holding back half of it."

"... why did you make fun of him in front of the public?

"You must be young."

His Majesty the Emperor, to whom the typical aristocratic dra son and now Mr. Roman, who had known in advance intelligence gathering, have no ties and doubts, and Mr. Wilhelmina, who seems to have accepted the area already.

Mostly because of Afro.

"Besides, why did you make Roman your envoy to Homla? Even though there aren't enough people."

"'Cause he's giving up other things he's good at and showing less credit. Keeping it up... I thought I'd put an easy foil on it because I can't get it promoted."

"His thinkers are in Homla, so if you do it badly, you'll be taken in."

"Why don't you tell me before you send it?"

His Majesty the Emperor now realizes that he intends to work to keep outstanding talent at hand, but that it is more than likely that outstanding talent will not return as it is.

It's hard to tell what kind of friendship Mr. Roman had in Japan. I don't have a choice.

And he's taking Cagato out without my permission.

"Your Majesty. Who was Kagato's master?

"I'm sorry."

His Majesty the Emperor said with a smile that Kagato's direct employer was not allowed to do anything, and accidentally and honestly apologized.

The other world is still peaceful today.

Meanwhile, Takatenhara.

"A new summer has arrived - a summer in hell."

"Why don't you open your chest a little bit more and look up into the sky?"

Master Amaterasu, who is singing something on the tatami, and Master Tsukuyomi, who can calmly cling to it.

Radio gymnastics is pretty tough when taken seriously.

"Didn't I tell you it's cold summer?

"I told you until about mid-July. When the rainy season breaks, it's summer as usual."

"Hey Mizhatch!

If you say that, you'll be punished again.

Incidentally, August has almost year-to-year temperatures, but September seems to be expected to be the same or slightly higher than the peak year.

Hell is…… never over.

"Well, perenniality would mean that the heat is bearable enough this year. My sister is still alive through the summer."

"Tsukuyomi, are you bleeding?

"If I wasn't the one who told you that, you'd be mistaken."

And all of a sudden, Amateras says, "What color is your blood?" And he says, "It's hot, it's flat, and it's flowing in cold water instead of blood?" Dear Tsukuyomi the boulder, I assume you want to say.

Even today the high heavens are peaceful.