Otherworld Company Chapter 102: It Takes Courage To Go Ask Questions To Seniors And Supervisors

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Jiro Tanaka: 28 years old – Has Girlfriends

Girlfriend(s): Suela Handelberg & Memoria Tris

Occupation: Dungeon Tester (Regular Employee)

Magical Aptitude: Nine (Quasi Demon King Class)

Job Title: Warrior

 

 

“So? Let’s hear your excuses for now?” (Jiro)

 

“Mr. Jiro is scary.” (Amelia)

 

“Oh?” (Jiro)

 

 

I don’t think it’s reasonable to scold her without reason.

 

If there is a situation, I will listen to it and then give advice.

 

And I leave it to them to decide what kind of choice they want to make, whether they want to make use of it or not.

 

Thoughtless scolding leads to a loss of motivation.

 

If that happens, work efficiency will decline and my work will increase, based on my experience.

 

Well, I hope you can at least not close your eyes and smile, against the instructor’s way of intimidating people.

 

 

“Let’s see~” (Jiro)

 

 

I take out a cigarette and assume a listening posture.

 

I would like to take a break while sitting in a reasonable place, but unfortunately, there are no Minami and Kitamiya who can place barriers.

 

So, I have to be on my guard, and so I fancy standing up and talking.

 

Amelia, like an elementary school student who has been caught hiding something, does not make eye contact and is unsure of what to say or not to say.

 

 

“Mr. Jiro, are you angry?” (Amelia)

 

“I’m asking you so I can decide if I’m angry or not.” (Jiro)

 

 

I let out a single sigh when the question is asked back, but I’m not so short-tempered as to be offended by that level of questioning.

 

In my current mood, I don’t intend to get angry unless there’s something really wrong.

 

Even if I say I won’t get angry, most people don’t trust me, so I end up saying this.

 

 

“…well, hmm. I’ve only been in a party for a short time, you know?” (Amelia)

 

“So.” (Jiro)

 

 

It’s been just a little over a month since Amelia worked part-time at the company, and compared to the other members, her experience is overwhelmingly low.

 

That’s why, based on her skills and physical capability, I entrusted her with the role of a scout that focused mainly on information gathering with little direct combat.

 

 

“Just like when I have to practice a lot to get good at dancing, and since I don’t have many friends over here, I have lots of time to practice.” (Amelia)

 

“Yes, I see, I understand. So that’s what this is then.” (Jiro)

 

 

I didn’t let Amelia say the rest, and just put a hand on her head.

 

Scouts are an important part of the dungeon intelligence gathering process.

 

But our party has Minami’s Dectection Magic.

 

There was no situation in which Amelia’s powerful hearing was necessarily important.

 

In addition, I didn’t let her engage in direct combat.

 

In a way, it was my mistake.

 

There are more than a few people who worry about not being needed.

 

Amelia was that type of person.

 

That’s why she was trying to get used to the dungeon on her own.

 

 

“Amelia, I told you, didn’t I?” (Jiro)

 

“Um, what is it, Mr. Jiro, and what about this hand?” (Amelia)

 

“Hmm? I’m preparing to slowly put my strength into it. Well, I told you this when I was teaching you. Don’t enter alone until your training is over.” (Jiro)

 

“Woaaah!?” (Amelia)

 

 

Amelia’s skill level is already higher than mine when I joined the company.

 

With a high magical aptitude of 8 and a talent that of absorbing knowledge, it was possible to train her while challenging the dungeon.

 

However, she has little experience as a fighter.

 

Maybe that’s why I was a little overprotective.

 

I was giving her exquisite pain as I tightened my grip on her, reflecting on my errors of judgment and failure.

 

 

“I said if you want to get into the dungeon, ask someone to go with you, so am I mistaken?” (Jiro)

 

 

But that’s it.

 

I must reflect on this mistake, but I must also make sure to instruct my juniors who did not keep their word.

 

 

“NO! I heard you!!” (Amelia)

 

“Then listen. I’m not saying that to just yank you around.” (Jiro)

 

“Ugh, that hurt. …but everyone has the day off today.” (Amelia)

 

“You don’t have to hold back. I’ll go with you unless I have some serious business to do. It would be a problem to receive a report that you’ve been traumatized after being crushed dungeon diving. Be careful next time.” (Jiro)

 

“Okay!” (Amelia)

 

“Then the lecture is over.” (Jiro)

 

 

The first sermon should just be something like this.

 

The second time, I will have to make it a little more memorable, but I don’t have to go all out from the start.

 

Amelia, who rubs her aching head when I take my hand away, has a bright temperament probably from her American heritage and a reserved Japanese temperament.

 

I guess that side just turned out badly today.

 

 

(Hmm, while sending damage to Amy, it didn’t linger or spread. What a splendid attack.) (Mike)

 

“Ugh~, why am I the only one taking damage?” (Amelia)

 

(I’m just a free-loading soul. I have no authority over your body, so I get no pain. In the absence of magic, I can only sleep, which is my exclusive privilege.) (Mike)

 

 

I decide that there is no need to lecture Amelia any more, and I finished the sermon.

 

Amelia complains to her sort-of-roommate.

 

Now that the lecture is over, it’s my turn to reflect.

 

She was worried that she wasn’t useful, so she trained in a dungeon where we didn’t go.

 

As a leader, I can’t leave such a situation as it is.

 

 

“How unfair.” (Amelia)

 

(Don’t be silly. Rather, I suggest you look at Jiro, Amy.) (Mike)

 

“Hmm Jiro-san? Oh, oh!?” (Amelia)

 

 

Mike must have noticed the glint in my eye.

 

Amelia looked up just as I had a crescent moon smile to match it.

 

I’m sure the smile on my face from Amelia’s point of view is that of a man who is up to no good.

 

Amelia was dripping with a cartoonish cold sweat, and her usual sunflower-like smile was twitching.

 

 

“Well, Amelia.” (Jiro)

 

“What is it, Mr. Jiro?” (Amelia)

 

“Well, I’m sorry I made you feel uneasy. I still think it was the right decision at the time to be a little overprotective and not let you fight directly. But if I look at the result, I can see that my decision was wrong.” (Jiro)

 

“That’s no-not the case, yo-you know? I just acted on my own, yo-ou see?” (Amelia)

 

 

Shw must have intuitively realized that it would be bad if I continued to talk.

 

Amelia called out to me to stop me.

 

How naive.

 

It was too late.

 

 

“So, why don’t I give you on-the-job training, so try to have fun, Amelia, and don’t worry about it. The teaching materials came from the other side, you know?” (Jiro)

 

“Huh?” (Amelia)

 

 

Heavy footsteps clearly let us know what is coming.

 

And then, a cloud of dust on top of the mountain…

 

 

“Oh, a fortress-like dungeon using its natural fortress-like landscape. So, are the defenses adequate?” (Jiro)

 

“What should we do, Mr. Jiro? There are so many of them, it’s not safe!” (Amelia)

 

“You can’t go on if you stumble here.” (Jiro)

 

 

A Cyclops squad is standing on top of the cliff, holding a small ballista for support.

 

Not just one or two, but at least ten.

 

That’s a lot for us two testers.

 

 

“Well, unfortunately, Amelia, it looks like there’s no way out. Look behind you.” (Jiro)

 

“Eeeeeee!?” (Amelia)

 

 

There’s an alternate path, or maybe it’s just a secret passage, the enemy then came rushing in from below.

 

In addition, there were a lot of great shield users.

 

They were determined to hold us back.

 

We might not be safe to move to the bottom of the cliff.

 

 

“Well, enemies who move in an organized manner are troublesome.” (Jiro)

 

“Don’t say that while smiling, Mr. Jiro! What are we going to do?!” (Amelia)

 

“Well, it’s easy.” (Jiro)

 

 

I smile gently at Amelia as she looks at me in a panic, remembering how I was in the past and feeling nostalgic.

 

 

“Just take them all down.” (Jiro)

 

“What? …Whaaaaat?!” (Amelia)

 

 

Oh, I’m aware that I’m also greatly influenced by my instructors, and I intentionally ignore Amelia’s will, as she tells me with her expression that she doesn’t know what I’m talking about.

 

I extinguish the cigarette and put it in the portable ashtray as a matter of etiquette.

 

Then, I put my hand on the handle of the Mineral Tree I had stuck in the ground.

 

 

“Prepare quickly and efficiently, and attack before the opponent is ready.” (Jiro)

 

“Impossible, impossible, impossible! Let’s get out of here!” (Amelia)

 

“Amelia.” (Jiro)

 

“What?!” (Amelia)

 

“Get ready.” (Jiro)

 

“No!!!” (Amelia)

 

“Wait for it!!” (Jiro)

 

“Stop! Stop! Mr. Jiro!!” (Amelia)

 

 

With that, I challenged the enemy forces with all my might, cutting down the lead group with a single slash.

 

I glance behind while the cyclops are dancing in the air.

 

 

“Let’s go with a bang, shall we?” (Jiro)

 

“Yeah, I understand!!” (Amelia)

 

 

Amelia was forced to make up her mind.

 

 

 

 

Time passed and it was time for dinner.

 

 

“You’re unbelievable!!” (Amelia)

 

“My bad.” (Jiro)

 

 

In order to fix Amelia’s bad mood, I bought her dinner at the underground facility’s restaurant area.

 

I sipped my after-dinner coffee and Amelia ate her third plate of cake now, saying she needed to replenish her tired body with sugar.

 

 

“No matter how strong you’re Mr. Jiro, there are some things you can do and some things you don’t do!!!” (Amelia)

 

“Either you eat, or you complain.” (Jiro)

 

“……” (Amelia)

 

(So you’re eating, Amy.) (Mike)

 

 

The battle in the dungeon, where she was forced to throw herself into the middle of the enemy, ended without incident.

 

Not in the position of scout or support.

 

The main battle of Amelia in which I took a supportive role showed me her talent, even though she was still clumsy.

 

 

“Well, how is Amelia’s fighting from your point of view, Mike?” (Jiro)

 

(There’s still room for improvement, but I’d say she passed.) (Mike)

 

“I’d say, since she’s good enough to fly around like that, and in just speed, she’s probably better than Kaido.” (Jiro)

 

(Amy has excellent hearing. Once she grasps the opponent’s position by sound, her other senses will support and her attack will rarely miss. I think it’s best to have her training just like now.) (Mike)

 

 

Amelia flew around me, using even the enemies as footholds. I took a solid stance in the midst of the melee and defeated the swarming enemies with a single slash.

 

I wonder if she is something like an assassin who attacks from behind.

 

When they tried to attack her directly, she would incorporate feints to guide their sight, and before they knew it, she was cutting them down.

 

She also has an accurate grasp of her surroundings, despite the crowded soundscape of the melee.

 

 

“I mean, you’re the one who taught Amelia how to shoot like that, right?” (Jiro)

 

(Well, if I say I taught her, that doesn’t mean I taught actually did, you know? Amy has good muscle memory, so she can’t help but improvise as she moves.) (Mike)

 

 

In addition, despite the fact that she is just armed with a knife, an armament that is likely to be lacking in offensive power, she compensates for her lack of offensive power by having an attack called a Magic Cannon.

 

From what I have heard from the soul of this Demon King, it seems that the reason she was challenging the dungeon was to control this Magic Cannon.

 

I didn’t think that if she held up her hand, a laser made of magic power would come out.

 

Thanks to this, our party now has a reliable guerilla operative, which is a happy miscalculation.

 

 

“I wish you could have at least informed us.” (Jiro)

 

(We wanted to surprise you a little.) (Mike)

 

“I don’t need surprises in my job. I want my effort back.” (Jiro)

 

(I can’t do it because I don’t have a body, and I’d ask Amy to do it, but she’s focused on her cakes right now.) (Mike)

 

“…seems to be the case.” (Jiro)

 

 

But considering the effort I devoted during the battle to figure out that miscalculation, I would like to complain a bit to this demon king.

 

It takes a surprising amount of physical strength to devote attention not only to oneself but also to one’s companions in a battle.

 

I can still recall the surprise I felt when I saw Amelia, who had taken a position where she could help at any time and had gathered her magical power to release a Magic Cannon when she wanted to intersect a long distance attack.

 

 

“Hah.” (Jiro)

 

 

However, when my own work is going well, but the work around me is not going well, it’s kind of frustrating.

 

The sigh that spilled out after taking a sip of coffee was a sign of worry.

 

The problem that had just popped up had been solved, and the outburst had cleared my thoughts, but the first problem was still unresolved.

 

 

“What should I do?” (Jiro)

 

“Is something troubling you?” (Amelia)

 

 

 

If I had entrusted it to the cake to lift Amelia’s mood, I didn’t expect it to recover just like that.

 

Amelia entered the conversation picking up on the words that slipped.

 

 

“It’s nothing.” (Jiro)

 

 

I planned to tell her that it was nothing, but when I saw Amelia staring at me, I remembered today’s reflection.

 

In the face of the fact that I had just made her uneasy by not relying on her, I almost put myself to a place where there is nothing I can do if I worry alone.

 

 

“I’m a little worried about a problem between testers.” (Jiro)

 

“Mr. Kaido and the other party?” (Amelia)

 

“No, the other parties. Basically, we don’t have anything to do with other parties, right? However, we have a little problem. It’s not urgent, but it’s not something that can be left alone.” (Jiro)

 

 

It’s no good, but if I vaguely explain the fight the other day, Amelia with a quick moment of hesitation.

 

 

“Let’s have a BBQ! It would be fun to get all the testers together!” (Amelia)

 

 

She cheerfully make the suggestion.

 

She was very American in her way thinking.

 

The idea of gathering together to have fun is not bad.

 

But the current relationship between the testers is not good.

 

 

“Not bad, I’ll take it under advisement.” (Jiro)

 

“Yeah! Let’s do it!!” (Amelia)

 

 

I can’t just dismiss her innocent suggestion out of hand, so I reply with a bit of a muddled response.

 

In fact, Amelia’s idea is not bad.

 

If I build on that, I might come up with a good idea.

 

 

“But a BBQ isn’t enough. We should have some kind of event.” (Amelia)

 

“An event?” (Jiro)

 

“Yes! I’m sure the BBQ will be a lot of fun if we have an event together.” (Amelia)

 

 

An event, an event.

 

After repeating it several times in my mind, I came up with an idea.

 

We might have come up with one.

 

 

“I see, an event. Maybe we should try it.” (Jiro)

 

“Right!” (Amelia)

 

 

It’s a change of mindset.

 

I had been thinking of things in the perspective of an employee.

 

If I remove that frame of reference, I can come up with something unexpectedly good.

 

For now, just keep the idea in the back of your mind.

 

 

“Amelia.” (Jiro)

 

“What is it?” (Amelia)

 

“Would you like some more cake?” (Jiro)

 

“Really?” (Amelia)

 

“Yeah.” (Jiro)

 

“Yes!! Waiter!!” (Jiro)

 

 

Now let’s reward the colleague who solved the problem.

 

 

Jiro Tanaka: 28 years old – Has Girlfriends

Girlfriend(s): Suela Handelberg (Dark Elf) & Memoria Tris (Vampire)

Occupation: Dungeon Tester (Regular Employee)

Magical Aptitude: Nine (Quasi Demon King Class)

Job Title: Warrior

 

Note for the Day

It’s hard to ask for advice, but I shouldn’t be afraid to ask.

T/N: Jiro evolved to a muscle brain like Kio.

 

 

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