Entering a Company From Another World!? - Chapter 13

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People are coming and going, the lights from the buildings illuminate the streets, and everyone is enjoying themselves to the fullest.

It may sound glamorous if you call it a downtown area, but you are simply walking into a dense area of pubs in the city.

Most of the people who pass by are either here for a drink or have already had a drink and are on the move to get a ladder.

You stumble, blushing, and listen to them as they pass, squaring their shoulders and happily shouting for one more drink.

You're not dressed in casual clothes, not even a bunch of flyers or business cards at hand, although you promised to carry out a solicitation yesterday.

But since this is a solicitation, he wears a pendant and glasses around his neck.

It's not surprising that you're here.

This place is located about 20 minutes by train from the inn and is very crowded on weekends, especially on Friday and Saturday evenings.

So I tried the effect of this pendant, and it worked better than I expected.

I'd say one in thirty.

If no one is around, the magic power from this magic rock will only flow toward me.

But if someone with the magic aptitude passes near it, the magic reacts as if it's a straight shot.

The range is about two or three meters, but if you're persistent you'll be able to work your way through.

I don't know how strong your magic aptitude is, but this is still good news.

You'll be able to walk lightly with this good news.

You've arrived at .......

It wasn't exactly people watching, but it was the closest thing to it, and if you walked from the station, you'd be at your destination in no time.

Welcome!

This is Tanaka, who had a reservation.

Mr. Tanaka, right? Yes, right this way.

It's a chain of izakaya (Japanese-style pubs) you can find anywhere.

There are no dark elves, demons, giants, goblins, bugs, or dragons, just the usual Japanese izakaya.

......

"?　What's wrong?

'No, I'm just laughing to remind you, so don't worry about it.

Huh.

Dangerous.

The phrase "ordinary izakaya" in Japan never would have occurred to me in the past.

I wouldn't have come up with it without the influence of my experiences over the past few months.

If it hadn't occurred to me, it would have been someone from those circles (otaku) or someone with a lingering mid-life crisis.

If you think about it, I've been mixed up in just a few months.

It's funny how I've been embracing the fantasy of being a neighbor, being suspicious of the clerk and cheating.

"Over here.

Thank you, but I'll have a fresh batch and fries for now.

Raw and potatoes.

When you're seated, order your drink.

It's almost always in case the other side is late.

It's not that they are late.

In fact, he would never be late for a drink like this.

Sure enough.

I took out my phone, which vibrated to alert me of an incoming call, and there was a stamp on it indicating that I was on my knees.

"I'm late to capture my boss.

Come on over to ...... if you can afford to make a joke.

I think I have an idea why he sent a telegram.

I suppose he found her when she had finished her work and was leaving.

And then she contacted me as if she had to play miko to get by.

I'm aware of what was on your mind, but I'm going to write a relentless reply.

Anyway, this confirms their tardiness.

I'll just type a quick reply and wait for them with a drink.

You replied too soon.

I have escaped.

Running away. Well, I guess I'm running for my life because I get dragged into work on a Saturday night.

You can't help but laugh when you imagine an acquaintance running wildly about in a suit, admiring your work.

The man you're meeting with is a junior colleague of mine from a previous company.

To be honest, I don't have fond memories of my former company.

But it's not like I disliked everyone at the company.

There were coworkers I got along with, and seniors I respected.

And a junior colleague who was a caretaker.

"Welcome to the club. Fresh and potatoes.

Hi.

I take the mug and plate brought by the male waiter and start drinking by myself as there is no one to toast.

"Sen~pai~

It looks like your time is up for grabs.

That was fast, Kaido.

I ran as fast as I could and caught a taxi. You're too scared to turn on your cell phone. More importantly, why are you going to drink first? That's where you wait... a cute junior colleague of mine was going there as fast as he could, so I'll have a drink too.

It wasn't a zombie, but an exhausted, battered Tadashi Kaido. He was a junior in the company from before.

"Idiot, what's the sad thing about not thinking a guy is cute. In my experience, I figured they'd come a little later, and it's a waste of time because the beer is bad when the bubbles are down. ...... Apparently that's not going to change.

The only way to change that place is to make your boss's head fly off socially, and you're looking a lot better now, aren't you, senior?

I'm glad I found the right company.

I'm so jealous. I have to work overtime all day to fill the vacancies left by my seniors.

I'm sorry, but I'm buying today, so you're not gonna get anywhere near that.

If it weren't for those words, I'd be going straight home to get some sleep, do you have enough left in your wallet, senior?

Don't worry, I've brought enough money to send you to a taxi to get you drunk.

I took care of it. I'll have a fried chicken and pizza, for now.

The eyes are dead, the suit is stained, and the hair that was neatly set in the beginning is now trimmed only to the point of being unsightly, and the junior, while struggling, is apparently unchanged .

'Bingo,'

However, I'm sorry for such an exhausted and unlucky junior, but it seems that my luck today wasn't bad.

I covered my mouth with my mug, nodded my head and looked through my glasses and what I saw in my field of vision was the magic power of the magical incense stone that seemed to seep into Kaido's body.

''Huh?　Were you wearing glasses, senior?　I thought you had good eyes, right?

It's on. It's called "fashion glasses.

Something doesn't feel right about our fashion-conscious senior.

Shut up, I'm aware.

I used to be so indifferent about that side (fashion) that it's no wonder Kaido pointed it out to me.

It doesn't hurt, but I raise my mug to disguise my embarrassment.

'For now, good night.'

Thanks for the help.

We clink our newly delivered mugs and rejoice in our reunion.

Then it begins.

"Oh, I wish my boss would go bald.

Kaido, you're flying too fast.

It's not too late to have a drink, senior, so can't you come back?

I'm not going to.

It wasn't about me, it was about Kaido complaining about the company.

That's right, I don't want to do it either.

The pace of the drink is very fast.

As a result, he turned red and kept complaining about the company to the point that it seemed as if all the contents of his body would come out.

Cute girls are quitting quickly, and my boss is not balding, so I can't do it," he said.

'At the end of the day, at least it feels like a different genre.

But the problem is, there's no place for me to go if I quit.

He doesn't listen to me.

But this guy is getting pretty hard on himself.

I wonder if I was this bad in the past. I want to deny myself that I wasn't this bad, but I don't think I can.

My eyes are muddy, I have no energy and I don't know why I'm alive.

He's a mirror to my old self.

d*mn it, you got drunk before you could say what's on your mind.

Really?　Come to think of it, senior, you have something to say to me, right?

You wouldn't even remember if I told you now.

We'll be fine!　You want a consultation?　I don't have any money, but if it's about a girl, I'd love to hear about it!　A blind date?

Relax, it's just business.

What, are you working? I don't want to hear it.

'It's all gone cold. Just read it anyway.

Did you move into sales?　If it's a painting, I'm not buying it. ......

I have a hand in cracking that mirror.

It's my company's job offer. You can read it anyway.

Fold it into four folds and hand the job ad you brought with you to Kaido to read.

"Senpai.

What?

Then Kaido looked at me with a serious expression as if he had finished reading the book and had sobered up.

"So you weren't changing jobs, you were going to the hospital?

These people are healthier than ever!

But I didn't think he was seriously worried about my head.

It wasn't my fault I put all my strength into slamming my chop into Kaido's head.

"Whoa, my nice head is going to crack open.

It's a sorry headache.

No, it's not my fault. I'm sure people would have the same reaction if they saw it.

It was awful, and it must have actually hurt.

With a few tears in his eyes, Kaido spoke out against violence.

Unfortunately, those leaflets are specially made so that ordinary people can't see them.

?

More evidence. Clerk, add a live one.

Yes, I'll need a live one.

Although I didn't take the time to look at it, but after looking at it for a bit, there was no indication that the Demon Incense Stone was reacting to the male clerk .

''Oh, and a little bit of our product, do you know what's on this paper?''

...... is a blank slate, right?

It's just a normal, blank piece of parlor magic.

Wow, that's impressive.

Right?

Do you really think it looks like a blank slate, clerk?

Yeah, can you tell what it says?

The male clerk was honestly impressed and handed back the job application, but he didn't seem to be acting or lying to her.

Did Kaido sense that too?

"I learned to read it from my seniors.

You come into the conversation like you're a part of the conversation.

Let me know when you commercialize it, I'm just curious.

'Then pray that our bosses get the go-ahead.

Then, to end the conversation, he left a joke and sent off the clerk who replied that he understood.

Then I lit a cigarette to make up for the next round of drinks, and I looked at Kaido, who was looking at the job ad seriously with skepticism and skepticism.

"You're not going to be a surprise for the clerk from earlier, are you?

You're a skeptic.

Of course I do. You don't expect me to believe this stuff right away, though.

I know how you feel.

If I were in Kaido's shoes, I would've sworn it was a lie and never brought it up again.

It's better that I was able to convince him.

There's no evidence for me to believe you. This is the best I can do for contractual reasons and that's all the information I can get out.

The only other thing I can give you is a business card I slipped in my wallet, but this one is completely printed with no fantasy technology whatsoever.

Therefore, it's not something that can be used as evidence.

You can hear the typical buzzing around the place, but all you can hear is the sound of me blowing a cigarette.

Can you take a tour of ......?

Do you believe that?

The voice of a slightly sobered-up junior colleague broke the long silence.

I'm skeptical, but if you say so, I think this company exists. If that's the case, I can't pass up the chance to work for a company with better conditions than my current one.

All right, well, I'll give you my card and you can call me at my office when you're free. I'm sure I can get you an appointment if you put my name down.

You can use your cell phone, but there's no way to reach me when I'm taking on a dungeon.

So leave a message with the company and we can take care of it.

Hey, you can leave a message at .......

What's going on?

No, come to think of it, I'll be busy for a while after tomorrow's holiday. I don't think that boss will ever forgive me for what happened today.

This guy gave up his work to go to the party today.

If the boss I know was one, I'm sure he'd have a bunch of work ready to go, and he'd be ready to go home.

"Yeah, you wanna come over tomorrow at ......?

Are you sure?　It's Sunday?

It's a pretty flexible company, maybe you can take a tour.

The buck stops with me.

I know you can't do it first thing in the morning, but I can do it in the afternoon.

but I'll make that much effort for the junior staff.

You should be able to do that if you've been given some authority over personnel matters.

aren't you?

No, I'd be happy to go to his haircutting ceremony, but I'm tired of working there.

I'm sorry, but that's to be expected.

"I'm the one who's recruiting and you're the one who's reverse-engineering, you know, I've got plans for tomorrow. Don't leave the booze on the table.

I guess we'll just have to leave some food on the table.

I don't know what you mean.

Seeing a junior who is still willing to drink and ordering more from the waitress, you wonder if tomorrow will be okay.

If you die of a hangover and don't wake up, it's the junior's responsibility to take care of it and look at the job ad spread out on the table.

"Magic aptitude four.

It's half my magic aptitude, but it's at least halfway to passing line.

My first solicitation is showing signs of success for now.

It's just a matter of a roll of the dice.

A head start, and then we'll just have to wait and see?

The response was good, and somehow I could see him challenging the dungeon with this charming junior colleague.

''Can't you drink anymore, senpai?''

Put it down!

I'm drinking today!

For now, the liver that was trained with the instructors says it still has plenty of time to spare, so I'll order some more in the name of keeping an eye on the juniors in front of me to make sure they don't get crushed.

'So that's what happens at ......,'

Heh heh heh heh.

Hey, get a move on. I don't suppose you'd be able to get a cab home in this condition?

The end of a high-spirited junior, as expected or as expected or as I should say, he was so drunk that it was a wonder he didn't become an acute alcoholic.

...... No good.

There's no way to see the future if I take this guy home.

As long as he hasn't moved out, I'm sure we'll be able to reach his house without any problems.

But sadly, this guy lives in a three-story apartment building that doesn't have an elevator.

Carrying a grown man to the end of the third floor there is a little tough, even if you're trained to do so.

No. Let me rephrase that.

"Bullshit.

If this guy had a girlfriend, I'd call him and have him come pick me up, but it seems that his age is equal to his age and he has a history of not having a girlfriend.

So that's not an option.

So, I'm going to sit on a park bench with a glass of water and a cigarette until she recovers.

Surprisingly, it's a crowded place.

It's not quite late at night, but there are a lot of people in the evening.

Maybe because the park is also a promenade, there are many couples on a park date, walking the dog, etc.

It's quite something to do.

One of the things that caught my eye was the dancing of a boy in a hoodie under a streetlight.

'Was it called break dancing?'

It was a layman's identification, but I had seen it on video sites before, so I don't think it was a mistake.

There are actions with the whole body, waving the arms, standing on his head with one hand, and rotating his body on the floor with the dexterous use of gloves, even though the floor is asphalt below.

This is the first time I have seen this performance in person, but it is a very impressive one.

The earphones sticking out of your jacket pocket, you must be practicing while listening to music .

The snappy steps, the acrobatics, and the way you just puffed on your cigarette are dozens of times more valuable than what you're doing now.

That's a big deal.

I'm going to kill some time just watching.

'Aaaaaaaaah!'

I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse, but the junior colleague next to me is drunk and crushed right now and won't be awake for a while.

There's time, it would be impolite to say that you're just going to get bored.

Well, then.

In a corner of your mind, you excuse your drunkenness, and quietly walk into a nearby convenience store, leaving your drunken colleague behind.

"Thank you very much~

I'll buy what I want as soon as I can.

'But why does a part-time job late at night sound so languid?

I walked back to the park with the convenience store clerk's voice behind me, who was just doing his job.

"Well, what's it to me?

Not much time had passed, so there was no indication that Kaido was rifling through his wallet or that the dancer had finished practicing.

The only thing that's changed is that he's gone from leaning against a bench to laying sprawled out now.

Hey, Kaido, wake up.

'Mmmmmm...'

Oh, f*ck.

I bought some nutritional drinks and water as a caretaker, but there's no way I can drink them in this condition.

You decide to leave it on the table.

You leave the benches behind, leaving the sports drinks and turmeric drinks at your head, not at your bedside.

We've done our duty.

I won't let you complain if you wake up unattended.

Next, you're headed to a small dance hall where a few people are standing around to watch.

You walk up to it, feeling sober and a little empowered.

Holy shit.

The person in front of him was mesmerized by the sight that made his Qi rise even higher .

They say that there is a difference in power between looking at it from afar and looking at it up close, and this was certainly true!

His movements were different.

The sound of their steps adds to the production.

The sound of the wind whipping through your arms becomes background music.

There's only a streetlight, but it becomes a spotlight.

You hear up-tempo music you shouldn't, but you do.

Don't do it.

This is what it means to be fascinated.

There were not many people on the street because of the time of day, but everyone who passed by stopped to watch.

That's how much his dance was worth.

One song was about five or six minutes long, but when I finished watching, I was clapping my hands.

Maybe I was caught in the act, or maybe there were other people clapping, but it was sparse.

He takes off his earphones to wipe the sweat off his face and starts bowing his head in all directions, as if he had just noticed the applause.

'I've shown you some good stuff, drink it if you want.

I held out my arm to him.

It's been a while since he's shown me something hot.

In the bag at the convenience store is a spare sports drink that I bought for sobering up.

The dance is over, and the people who had gathered there had begun to disperse, and then the drinks were brought to you.

"Thank you!

I got a very pronounced answer.

"I don't like to have a drink after dance.

I was expecting a light response, so I was surprised.

The sight of you drinking up your drink and the cheerful mood you're in through your hood gives me the urge to have a little chat.

That's good to hear. By the way, you sound like a foreigner?

'Yes! I'd like to say, "I'm not half. I used to live in America, but Mammy and I moved to Japan.

I was convinced that it was because of the strange pronunciation in some places, but I didn't care enough about it to continue the conversation.

'Oh really, when did Japan start?

Three months ago, Japan is a safe place, where we can practice dancing at night.

You haven't danced enough and you start stepping excitedly.

Do you still want to dance?

"Hmmm, Mummy said she wasn't coming home today, so I'm going to dance some more.

Okay, then can I see it?　I've got a crushed tree, and I'm bored.

The person in front of me who exudes an air of youthfulness, it's my duty as an adult to point out the nightlife, but I'm not serious enough to nag others.

At the most, I can only point my thumb at Kaido, who is laying on the bench disheveled, as a way of telling him not to grow up like that.

''OK!''

Removing his hood and putting on his earphones, he saw a smile full of dancing spirit and corrected his mistake .

The golden ponytail and sunny smile that came flooding in was a little boyish, but it seemed to be her, not him.

I was tempted to tell her to take back what I said a few seconds ago and go home, but seeing her dancing so happily, I couldn't say that anymore.

"Anyway, nice to sober you up.

Let's get a sports drink in hand and watch the dance for a while and get dressed up.

Another side

Lois, how's that report coming along?

......

Hey, don't make that face. You can't be on the air.

The MAO corporation's laboratory, where I was reading a report that came from the human resources department.

I apologize to my counterpart in the goblin shaman, Nice, but I'm in a bad mood.

What you're reading is a report on that hateful man .

I hate him just because he's on good terms with Suela, but the report is also full of content, so I can't snigger at him even if I want to.

Since I've only tackled the King's dungeon, the contents of this report are a bit skewed, but it's a report that takes into account our intentions and provides some improvements.

In addition, the content contains ideas that we don't have due to our different worldviews, so it's frustrating but enjoyable.

This is what you call a dilemma.

A black thing was boiling in my chest.

"What, you're developing a walled golem, don't come up with anything interesting.

Nice, as if he doesn't know what I'm feeling, he peers in and reads the report I have in my hand and admires it.

In the past, a frown would have been on one's face if the goblin's face was next to mine, but we've known each other long enough to know each other since we became colleagues.

I can discount this as a tasty face.

'Yeah, you can mimic a wall and surprise intruders into a dungeon by mimicking a wall, or you can disguise your way by blocking a passage, changing it, delaying mapping, or letting them get lost.

You only have to look at the usage section in the report to understand its usefulness.

And that's why I'm angry.

"Hey, it's distorted, it's wrinkled, it's shredded. Just relax, okay, or you won't be able to read the report. Just because you have a crush on your partner doesn't mean... well, nothing. So don't look at me with that scary look on your face.

Yeah, yeah, I'm jealous.

I was born 232 years ago and never fell in love. I worked for the demon king's army developing new demons, so she was a goddess to me.

It was love at first sight.

I fell in love with her instantly.

My research blurred into the background and she was all I could think about.

I had heard from my dark elf friends that our love life was anything but normal, but I never thought it would end like this.

I want her.

I would have wanted her no matter what I wanted.

I didn't have a choice when I first fell in love with her, so much so that I was willing to make a deal with Master Evia (the devil).

No, you're leaking, you're thinking out loud. And because you're a cool guy who's really just a pussy. I'll never forget it. I'll always remember how you got lost and lost and lost and couldn't do anything about it, and then got drunk and passed out on me, tangling with me. Honestly, how can I have a good conversation with you, or talk to you about fashion, or talk to a goblin who's intelligent enough to be of your species?

...... Did you ever do that?

'No, you can't pretend you've forgotten about it and act cool now. You may look cool because you're pretty on the outside and you're able to make minimal contact with people you're not interested in, but to a guy you've known for a long time, you're a total disappointment and a handsome guy.

What do you want me to do?

You're upsetting me!

Can't deny what Nice said.

Yeah, I am.

I'm such a pussy!

You're such a slacker that you can't have a conversation with a woman you like without going through every single preliminary step of making an errand!

But.

There's nothing wrong with that!

I don't know!　It's all of a sudden!

What's that all about?　I was about to ask her out to dinner when Suella ran me over and into a wall!　I was happy to touch your body for a minute!

Are you happy?

Last time I went to a liquor store to get rid of my problems, I saw Suela. It was great!

Well, I'm pretty sure Master Evvia blew you off afterwards.

It's a good thing that I was studying for that book I bought in this world. As expected, I couldn't just show up in front of her without studying.

Earth is a good place.

I'm not used to having conversations with women like this, but I sell them instructions that are easy to understand.

That's why they say you're a disappointment, but, okay.

What did you say?

No, I'm just saying it would have been worth the study.

'Ah!　That was the other day!

Nice would be referring to the fact that Suela came to visit me the other day .

When she asked me if there was a better way to solve the dungeon tester's shortage, I thought this was the opportunity the Moonlight God had given me .

Thanks to that book, 'You too will be a popular guy type gamma tomorrow', I was able to give him all the explanations about the prototype magic detection glasses .

Moreover, Suera listened intently and smiled and thanked me at the end.

Unfortunately, afterwards I asked her out for dinner, but she refused.

But at that time I felt happy in my heart.

So I guess that's why I'm sorry, and what happens when you find out who's using it.

Hey, Nice, what's up with you?

Don't worry about it, I'm gonna get back to work.

'Oh, it's depressing to think that we have to consider that report,'

Well, there aren't many reports out there that are useful. I'm just glad to see the ones that are viable.

'It would be nice if we could get a few more decent people in personnel.

But Suela's a personnel man.

Except for her!　This is how we hire useful people!

I know you're happy and frustrated, so why don't you just smile and weep a few tears of blood?

He's ruined my happiness.

I didn't leak anything, but I know what you're thinking. Don't bother. He'll take it out on the dark elves.

What are you talking about, Nice, all right. Let's get back to work.

The last part is inaudible in a whisper, but work will come, even if you don't like it.

There is a pile of reports on my desk, all of which have come from HR.

Most of them are suggestions for dungeon modifications.

However, I'm mainly in charge of strengthening and developing the souls.

Simply put, the souls that roam in dungeons are magical life forms.

They are dungeon-specific soldiers who have physical abilities and obey only set orders and the orders of their commander, Blood.

But they are the defensive force for the Demon King's chronically understaffed army.

Their importance is evident in the laboratory where I work, which is well-equipped.

Their responsibilities are proportionately heavy.

"Hm, I wish we had some serious opinions...

That's why these voices (opinions) from the field are so valuable, but if all but a few continue to be disappointed, dissatisfaction will accumulate.

What do you want me to do by weakening the defensive forces?

When you see a report that the dungeon monsters are too strong to conquer, you want to tear it up and throw it away in a fit, but you stop yourself from putting it away.

You're tempted to complain that humans are like this, but you don't want to waste my precious thoughts on that, so you put the ones you don't need into the shredder.

It's a photocopied report anyway.

As long as we get rid of it, we're good to go.

"I look forward to getting the job done and having a meaningful conversation.

I burned in my mind that I had to figure out a way to get a date with Suela soon in this world of forums, a place to exchange ideas on the internet .

You quickly finish your work, expecting nothing more than a crumpled report to pile up.

Another side END

Lois Hoffman, 232, single, no girlfriend, has a crush on Suela.

Profession MAOcorporation (Demon Army) Head of Laboratory

Magical Aptitude 6 (Deputy Officer Class)

Title: Demon Archer

Word of the Day.

Well, tell me about today!　Brethren .

HN, here comes a gentleman who lives in the woods in the dark night!