Entering a Company From Another World!?
Amelia Miyagawa, 16 years old
Occupation High school student
Magical aptitude 8 (general class)
Post Brave Man
When the place is empty, I slowly emerge from the corner where I was hiding.
I look to my right, look to my left, see that no one is there and exhale with relief.
But the fact that my classmates, even if they weren't my friends, were fakes had instilled in me no small amount of shock and skepticism that everything and everyone around me seemed fake.
'What happened?'
It was just a reaffirmation, but the words that came out of my mouth were not in faltering Japanese, but familiar English.
I think that's how upsetting I am.
As if to prove it, I clearly remembered the scene I had just seen, and I had goosebumps.
Thinking that this is the disgust I felt when I was being tricked, I look around anxiously, wondering if there might be someone nearby.
As if my fears were unfounded, I see the same empty place where no one seems to have seen me, and I exhale in relief again.
A few deep breathing-like gestures and a few moments later, my head slowly starts to spin.
In summary, he was definitely a classmate.
I knew his name, and I had at least said hello to him since he came here.
I always thought it was him.
At least I thought so myself.
But the moment of acquaintance was worth denying it.
When did that happen?
From the beginning?
Or from the middle?
"......
I don't know when it changed from a classmate I knew to a classmate I didn't know.
His tone, his mood, his appearance, his behavior, everything about him was the same.
If I had not seen that place, I would not doubt it even now.
I have to believe in that fact, but I can't.
It cluttered my mind and I didn't know what to do.
"What am I going to do?
The words that came out smoothly at first are reaffirmed and upset again.
And then you're at a loss for what to say, because saying it won't solve anything.
You're silent for a few minutes, looking this way and that and worrying about it, but you can't come up with a solution.
So
I'd like to take a deep breath for now and then go to ...... and say no problem, but I'm not.
Let's do some routine work to calm down for now.
In order to do so, we start by changing from English to Japanese.
You can change your negative thinking to positive thinking by doing a casual action.
I am not going to pretend that I did not see this story.
If you pretend that you did not see this story here, it will lead to something irreversible.
So think about what comes next.
My mammy said it too.
You should be able to think and act for yourself before people tell you what to do.
...... ooh, not having friends is inconvenient at times like this.
But the reality is that I was sad.
I tried to ask someone for help because I couldn't think of anything I could do alone, but I couldn't think of any friends I could talk to right away.
Even if I did, it was in a star-spangled country far, far away in another world.
In the United States, there are many of them, but in Japan, there are none, and I cannot hide my shock at the sad reality.
I can't help but fall to my knees in front of you and become depressed.
And then I was hit by
HAHAHAHA!
and the laughter that was loud but reliable when I was with him comes back to me.
But it's an auditory hallucination, there's no friend here who laughed at me.
I miss the friends I used to think of as annoying, and now I miss them so much.
Hmm... I'll leave here for now, Death.
It's not safe to stay here forever, feeling homesick or friendless, so you leave.
You brush the sand off your knees, check once more that no one is around, and start walking back the way you came.
The first thing we have to do is to check if it's real or fake, right?
As I was walking and thinking about what to do, the first thing that came to my mind was to check the authenticity.
At the same time, I remembered Jiro's request to wait and do nothing, but I couldn't follow his words because my surroundings were in danger due to the presence of the fakes.
To be honest, I don't like to break my promise, but I make an excuse that it's an emergency.
You think you'll be safe first, but unfortunately, I don't have a way to do it.
Suzuki's skills might be able to tell the difference between a real one and a fake one, but I honestly don't like his push for justice, and I don't want to get close to him.
You'll be able to find out that it's a fake, and if it's revealed in public, the damage will be irreversible, so I'll consider helping him as a last resort.
I should have learned more about this stuff.
Regret is not the first thing to go, and I bemoan my own lack of education while pondering the alternatives.
However, I was unable to come up with a good idea for the development of Japanese subcultures coupled with my lack of knowledge.
I'm pondering over it and trying to come up with a good idea.
Ah.
"Ah.
There I bumped into a sister with a laundry basket.
You've only seen her recently.
How could I forget?
And then my head hits me with good timing.
"Konichiwa!
"Hello, I have work to do, as you can see, so I'll take my leave.
"Stop! Isn't that too much?
"What is it? I can't get an ounce of money out of you. On the contrary, it smells like trouble, so it's a natural reaction.
"What does money smell like?
In my opinion, the greeting was perfectly done, and the response was perfect.
In America, the same cheerful greeting would come back to me and we'd have a conversation right away.
But this is not America.
The sister is too curt in response to such a cheerful greeting.
In addition, she is quick to leave.
It's better than being responded to as "Who are you?" but this is a tricky one to respond to.
As if reading my mind, it was my instincts that caused me to spin around and grab her clothes to pull her back as she tried to leave.
Don't look at me as if you saw something so disgusting because you thought you couldn't let me go.
Is this really the sister who said something so unchristian? But now I trust her more with Jiro-san, an outsider, than with my family classmates.
That's what I want to talk to you about!
"I don't have one, but I have a priest in the cathedral, so you can confess to him.
No! I didn't do anything bad!
I thought so, so I asked for help, but there was no way to get around it.
He doesn't even bite my brave soul and makes it clear that he wants to finish the laundry before I do.
I've never seen his type before.
I need your help, Death!
"I don't have money.
NO! It's not like that.
I can't help you if you've broken a pot in the hallway. Don't worry, a brave man can earn ten or twenty gold coins in the blink of an eye.
These physical hands are the only thing holding her as she tries to crawl away.
You forget why you're trying so hard to persuade her, and your mind swaps ends and means to gain her cooperation.
My hands are gradually being removed from my grip and I'm running out of time.
I had to get her attention, so I thought and thought and thought, and as a result, I came up with a formula in my head.
That's why I've been talking like this.
"Money Talks!
Let's listen to the story.
"Wawa!
The sudden change caused me to lose momentum and fall down.
Ouch, that hurts.
It's not about that, it's about the money.
"Ugh, that's terrible!
I thought maybe from the statement of the Business Sister that the farthest thing from the word money money piety, but I didn't expect it to be a bonanza.
You don't have a swollen forehead, do you?
She hits the floor, and although the damage is minimal, what hurts hurts.
Aided by a brave body, but not wanting to miss out on the profit, the sister prompts her next suggestion: "Let's change the place.
"You'll be seen here, let's change the place.
"Wakarimashita~
I follow her as she stutters along with a sheet.
And strangely enough, I don't pass anyone on her chosen path.
It's as if she knows where everyone is at this hour of the day.
"We should be okay here for a while. Now let's talk about the money.
"Straight Death ......
"Of course. I missed out on some extra income the other day. ...... How could I miss out on a second chance?
It seems that I arrived at a room for storing laundered sheets.
There is a basket of laundered sheets and the sister who put them there looks at me.
I regretted that I was asking the wrong person for advice, because I felt that her eyes were turning to gold coins.
However, it's not a good time to leave her alone, so I will naturally tell you the story I saw earlier.
I'm sure the sister is employed by someone else outside of this country, so she can help you if you tell her about this.
Are you a ...... fake brave person?
"Yes, I saw clearly.
"...... isn't about the money,
"Oh, it's a money-making story!
Will you lend me a hand?
This business sister, who can expect no justice, is visibly disappointed to hear this story.
At last, she thought it was a problem.
There it is! This story is not a secret!
Don't you know? It costs a lot of money to sell information, doesn't it?
"What!
"Apparently you don't know. Then for free, for free! I told you twice because it's important. Again, I'll give it to you for free. Information is only valuable when it is corroborated. When it comes to this kind of important information, of course it is expensive to verify it. The people who make money from information are in the business of weighing the risks and the rewards.
"? What does that mean, Des?
"This information is valuable, but it's not going to make you money right away. The risk is too high.
! That is, I am.
"You risked nothing by giving me information for free. Good thing, because if I made a deal with 'him' and told the sisters walking around, you'd be a fake.
Shun and I are depressed.
It didn't work out like a drama, after all.
I was desperate to do something, and this is what I got.
Exhaling, the business sister shows signs of dismissing the story.
...... sory
"What are you apologizing for?
"Huh?
If it costs you money, sell the information in a way that doesn't cost you anything.
I wonder.
I thought this sister said that if there was no bread, I should have the cake.
It sounded like if it didn't make money, then it would make money.
But you just said it costs money to sell the information yourself.
We'll back it up and sell it. You'll get the truth about this fake brave man, and I'll make money off it.
The problem is that the information I saw is too fragmented and the information itself is valuable.
That would make it a lot easier to talk.
I just need to find out the details myself, and it won't cost me any money.
That has its risks, of course.
Would you mind if I did the rest, sir?
Knowing this, the sisters have approached me to take care of the bill with this information.
There's no need for me to cross a dangerous bridge.
The counterfeit heroes should be able to minimize the damage if I stay calm.
But
"That's okay! I'm Gambalkara!
When I couldn't do anything like that, I ran away from the dance, and I wanted to do my best.
I was there at that time.
Then when will you work hard and not here?
I'm going with you!
Then I'll rely on your help.
"OK, you got it!
Then let's go see the fake brave first.
"Wait a minute, I'm Amelia! What's your name?
If you choose to act together, then you have to know each other's names when you call each other.
So I introduced myself like this, but she frowned in disgust.
...... Please call me Anne.
"All right! Nice to meet you, Anne!
You just said your name.
When I think about it, it's been a long time since I've called you by your name like this.
I was happy and cheerful to read his name, but why did he look at me so delicately?
Don't mind me, I just don't like the name very much.
"? I think it's a good name.
...... Okay, let's go this time.
"Oh, wait!
Run a little to walk next to her to walk next to her as she stutters off.
He said he was going back to his room, so I'm going to my room?
That's probably just a side note, because my day job is my kind of people. He's probably contacting other brave men and women to gather information, which I can predict from what I've just heard. So I have a rough idea of where he might be.
?"?
"Beings like us basically jostle each other. They basically jostle each other, keeping close to each other and hopping around like bats. Gathering together in a small group is not the best way to gather information, because it's not a good place to gather some people and talk.
The diner?
"No.
I'm trying to make a prediction based on Anne's quizzing words about the destination, but I don't think the fake hero will return to the place where he was just now.
Anne denies this idea.
'Common room, sir.
There are common areas on the first and second floors of the quarters where the brave men sleep.
You don't have to go to the dining room to get a cup of tea and a crowd.
And there's the flow of people.
That's where he'll be, Ann says.
I wondered if he was sure, and Ann walked past the downstairs common room as if her business was beyond the common room.
I walked past a little later and did the same.
Is that him?
"Yes.
And the prediction was correct.
He was in one of several groups, a group of four men and four women, and he was in one of them.
Ann, whom I had told you about, guessed from the description I had given you, and she didn't turn around, didn't stop, and went straight ahead, calling out to me when I caught up with her.
Then we'll keep an eye out.
"How?
It's easy, just do your job.
She handed me cleaning supplies with a smile and said she'd have you help her too.
Huh?
Isn't this a chore that's being forced on you?
Amelia Miyagawa, 16 years old
Occupation High school student
Magical aptitude 8 (general class)
Post Brave Man
Word of the Day
My first job as a brave man is ...... cleaning ...... nanokana?
Chapter 70: 70 66 歯車はただ回る、しかし位置取りを変える時もある
Occupation High school student
Magical aptitude 8 (general class)
Post Brave Man
When the place is empty, I slowly emerge from the corner where I was hiding.
I look to my right, look to my left, see that no one is there and exhale with relief.
But the fact that my classmates, even if they weren't my friends, were fakes had instilled in me no small amount of shock and skepticism that everything and everyone around me seemed fake.
'What happened?'
It was just a reaffirmation, but the words that came out of my mouth were not in faltering Japanese, but familiar English.
I think that's how upsetting I am.
As if to prove it, I clearly remembered the scene I had just seen, and I had goosebumps.
Thinking that this is the disgust I felt when I was being tricked, I look around anxiously, wondering if there might be someone nearby.
As if my fears were unfounded, I see the same empty place where no one seems to have seen me, and I exhale in relief again.
A few deep breathing-like gestures and a few moments later, my head slowly starts to spin.
In summary, he was definitely a classmate.
I knew his name, and I had at least said hello to him since he came here.
I always thought it was him.
At least I thought so myself.
But the moment of acquaintance was worth denying it.
When did that happen?
Or from the middle?
"......
I don't know when it changed from a classmate I knew to a classmate I didn't know.
His tone, his mood, his appearance, his behavior, everything about him was the same.
If I had not seen that place, I would not doubt it even now.
I have to believe in that fact, but I can't.
It cluttered my mind and I didn't know what to do.
"What am I going to do?
The words that came out smoothly at first are reaffirmed and upset again.
And then you're at a loss for what to say, because saying it won't solve anything.
You're silent for a few minutes, looking this way and that and worrying about it, but you can't come up with a solution.
So
I'd like to take a deep breath for now and then go to ...... and say no problem, but I'm not.
Let's do some routine work to calm down for now.
In order to do so, we start by changing from English to Japanese.
You can change your negative thinking to positive thinking by doing a casual action.
I am not going to pretend that I did not see this story.
If you pretend that you did not see this story here, it will lead to something irreversible.
So think about what comes next.
You should be able to think and act for yourself before people tell you what to do.
...... ooh, not having friends is inconvenient at times like this.
But the reality is that I was sad.
I tried to ask someone for help because I couldn't think of anything I could do alone, but I couldn't think of any friends I could talk to right away.
Even if I did, it was in a star-spangled country far, far away in another world.
In the United States, there are many of them, but in Japan, there are none, and I cannot hide my shock at the sad reality.
I can't help but fall to my knees in front of you and become depressed.
And then I was hit by
HAHAHAHA!
and the laughter that was loud but reliable when I was with him comes back to me.
But it's an auditory hallucination, there's no friend here who laughed at me.
I miss the friends I used to think of as annoying, and now I miss them so much.
Hmm... I'll leave here for now, Death.
It's not safe to stay here forever, feeling homesick or friendless, so you leave.
You brush the sand off your knees, check once more that no one is around, and start walking back the way you came.
The first thing we have to do is to check if it's real or fake, right?
As I was walking and thinking about what to do, the first thing that came to my mind was to check the authenticity.
At the same time, I remembered Jiro's request to wait and do nothing, but I couldn't follow his words because my surroundings were in danger due to the presence of the fakes.
To be honest, I don't like to break my promise, but I make an excuse that it's an emergency.
Suzuki's skills might be able to tell the difference between a real one and a fake one, but I honestly don't like his push for justice, and I don't want to get close to him.
You'll be able to find out that it's a fake, and if it's revealed in public, the damage will be irreversible, so I'll consider helping him as a last resort.
I should have learned more about this stuff.
Regret is not the first thing to go, and I bemoan my own lack of education while pondering the alternatives.
However, I was unable to come up with a good idea for the development of Japanese subcultures coupled with my lack of knowledge.
I'm pondering over it and trying to come up with a good idea.
Ah.
"Ah.
There I bumped into a sister with a laundry basket.
You've only seen her recently.
How could I forget?
And then my head hits me with good timing.
"Konichiwa!
"Hello, I have work to do, as you can see, so I'll take my leave.
"Stop! Isn't that too much?
"What is it? I can't get an ounce of money out of you. On the contrary, it smells like trouble, so it's a natural reaction.
"What does money smell like?
In my opinion, the greeting was perfectly done, and the response was perfect.
In America, the same cheerful greeting would come back to me and we'd have a conversation right away.
The sister is too curt in response to such a cheerful greeting.
In addition, she is quick to leave.
It's better than being responded to as "Who are you?" but this is a tricky one to respond to.
As if reading my mind, it was my instincts that caused me to spin around and grab her clothes to pull her back as she tried to leave.
Don't look at me as if you saw something so disgusting because you thought you couldn't let me go.
Is this really the sister who said something so unchristian? But now I trust her more with Jiro-san, an outsider, than with my family classmates.
That's what I want to talk to you about!
"I don't have one, but I have a priest in the cathedral, so you can confess to him.
No! I didn't do anything bad!
I thought so, so I asked for help, but there was no way to get around it.
He doesn't even bite my brave soul and makes it clear that he wants to finish the laundry before I do.
I've never seen his type before.
I need your help, Death!
"I don't have money.
NO! It's not like that.
I can't help you if you've broken a pot in the hallway. Don't worry, a brave man can earn ten or twenty gold coins in the blink of an eye.
These physical hands are the only thing holding her as she tries to crawl away.
You forget why you're trying so hard to persuade her, and your mind swaps ends and means to gain her cooperation.
My hands are gradually being removed from my grip and I'm running out of time.
That's why I've been talking like this.
"Money Talks!
Let's listen to the story.
"Wawa!
The sudden change caused me to lose momentum and fall down.
Ouch, that hurts.
It's not about that, it's about the money.
"Ugh, that's terrible!
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The formula that emerged, secret information = valuable = money.I thought maybe from the statement of the Business Sister that the farthest thing from the word money money piety, but I didn't expect it to be a bonanza.
You don't have a swollen forehead, do you?
She hits the floor, and although the damage is minimal, what hurts hurts.
Aided by a brave body, but not wanting to miss out on the profit, the sister prompts her next suggestion: "Let's change the place.
"You'll be seen here, let's change the place.
"Wakarimashita~
I follow her as she stutters along with a sheet.
And strangely enough, I don't pass anyone on her chosen path.
It's as if she knows where everyone is at this hour of the day.
"We should be okay here for a while. Now let's talk about the money.
"Of course. I missed out on some extra income the other day. ...... How could I miss out on a second chance?
It seems that I arrived at a room for storing laundered sheets.
There is a basket of laundered sheets and the sister who put them there looks at me.
I regretted that I was asking the wrong person for advice, because I felt that her eyes were turning to gold coins.
However, it's not a good time to leave her alone, so I will naturally tell you the story I saw earlier.
I'm sure the sister is employed by someone else outside of this country, so she can help you if you tell her about this.
Are you a ...... fake brave person?
"Yes, I saw clearly.
"...... isn't about the money,
"Oh, it's a money-making story!
Will you lend me a hand?
This business sister, who can expect no justice, is visibly disappointed to hear this story.
At last, she thought it was a problem.
There it is! This story is not a secret!
Don't you know? It costs a lot of money to sell information, doesn't it?
"What!
"Apparently you don't know. Then for free, for free! I told you twice because it's important. Again, I'll give it to you for free. Information is only valuable when it is corroborated. When it comes to this kind of important information, of course it is expensive to verify it. The people who make money from information are in the business of weighing the risks and the rewards.
"? What does that mean, Des?
"This information is valuable, but it's not going to make you money right away. The risk is too high.
"You risked nothing by giving me information for free. Good thing, because if I made a deal with 'him' and told the sisters walking around, you'd be a fake.
Shun and I are depressed.
It didn't work out like a drama, after all.
I was desperate to do something, and this is what I got.
Exhaling, the business sister shows signs of dismissing the story.
...... sory
"What are you apologizing for?
"Huh?
If it costs you money, sell the information in a way that doesn't cost you anything.
I wonder.
I thought this sister said that if there was no bread, I should have the cake.
It sounded like if it didn't make money, then it would make money.
But you just said it costs money to sell the information yourself.
We'll back it up and sell it. You'll get the truth about this fake brave man, and I'll make money off it.
The problem is that the information I saw is too fragmented and the information itself is valuable.
That would make it a lot easier to talk.
I just need to find out the details myself, and it won't cost me any money.
That has its risks, of course.
Would you mind if I did the rest, sir?
There's no need for me to cross a dangerous bridge.
The counterfeit heroes should be able to minimize the damage if I stay calm.
But
"That's okay! I'm Gambalkara!
When I couldn't do anything like that, I ran away from the dance, and I wanted to do my best.
I was there at that time.
Then when will you work hard and not here?
I'm going with you!
Then I'll rely on your help.
"OK, you got it!
Then let's go see the fake brave first.
"Wait a minute, I'm Amelia! What's your name?
If you choose to act together, then you have to know each other's names when you call each other.
So I introduced myself like this, but she frowned in disgust.
...... Please call me Anne.
"All right! Nice to meet you, Anne!
You just said your name.
When I think about it, it's been a long time since I've called you by your name like this.
I was happy and cheerful to read his name, but why did he look at me so delicately?
"? I think it's a good name.
...... Okay, let's go this time.
"Oh, wait!
Run a little to walk next to her to walk next to her as she stutters off.
He said he was going back to his room, so I'm going to my room?
That's probably just a side note, because my day job is my kind of people. He's probably contacting other brave men and women to gather information, which I can predict from what I've just heard. So I have a rough idea of where he might be.
?"?
"Beings like us basically jostle each other. They basically jostle each other, keeping close to each other and hopping around like bats. Gathering together in a small group is not the best way to gather information, because it's not a good place to gather some people and talk.
The diner?
"No.
I'm trying to make a prediction based on Anne's quizzing words about the destination, but I don't think the fake hero will return to the place where he was just now.
Anne denies this idea.
'Common room, sir.
There are common areas on the first and second floors of the quarters where the brave men sleep.
You don't have to go to the dining room to get a cup of tea and a crowd.
And there's the flow of people.
That's where he'll be, Ann says.
I wondered if he was sure, and Ann walked past the downstairs common room as if her business was beyond the common room.
I walked past a little later and did the same.
"Yes.
And the prediction was correct.
He was in one of several groups, a group of four men and four women, and he was in one of them.
Ann, whom I had told you about, guessed from the description I had given you, and she didn't turn around, didn't stop, and went straight ahead, calling out to me when I caught up with her.
Then we'll keep an eye out.
"How?
It's easy, just do your job.
She handed me cleaning supplies with a smile and said she'd have you help her too.
Huh?
Isn't this a chore that's being forced on you?
Amelia Miyagawa, 16 years old
Occupation High school student
Magical aptitude 8 (general class)
Post Brave Man
Word of the Day
My first job as a brave man is ...... cleaning ...... nanokana?
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