Otherworld Company Chapter 113.1: Become Resourceful… Can I Do It!? (Losing My Temper)

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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

 

 

I hear the ticking of the wall clock in the restaurant.

 

That’s how quiet the restaurant has become.

 

In the midst of this silence, a bead of sweat drips down my cheek.

 

After the appearance of the overly cheerful vampire, who I assume to be Memoria’s mother, and the appearance of a man who appears to be Memoria’s father, who seems to be a dignified and stern gentleman, the atmosphere changed completely, and I responded. I haven’t been able to.

 

I was not in a hurry, but the most I could do was to stand up straight and wait for the other party to start talking.

 

However, at this time, I was nervous and oblivious to the sudden appearance of Memoria’s parents.

 

I didn’t realize that they, too, were waiting for me to start talking, not knowing what to say.

 

That was probably inevitable.

 

After all, right now in front of the vampire man in front of me, I feel like I’m standing naked face to face with a wild lion.

 

It would be unreasonable to ask me to greet him calmly and smiling when I feel such intimidation from the presence in front of me. I feel like I am on the brink of fighting or being killed.

 

 

“Oh my God! Both Gray and my son-in-law are too anxious! Come on, smile, smile!” (Mrs. Tris)

 

 

It was Memoria’s mother who broke the atmosphere.

 

With quiet footsteps that were no different from the man, she patted my back and moved behind the gentleman in front of me.

 

After that, she smiles cheerfully at me with a face similar to Memoria’s.

 

Although She is older than me but looks younger than me, and her behavior relieves the tension on my shoulders.

 

It seems to be the same over there, and I feel that the atmosphere has become less suffocating than before.

 

 

“I’m sorry, my husband didn’t mean to intimidate you, but he acted in a threatening way. Gray is good at his job, but he’s not very good at talking. He’s not so bad when he gets used to you, but when he meets someone for the first time, he gets all stiff. Earlier, he missed the timing of the conversation between Memoria and my future son-in-law, so I just stood there in front of the door for about 10 minutes. Well, that’s the cute part!” (Mrs. Tris)

 

 

The gentleman seems to be shouting, “This boy won’t do,” and Memoria’s mother, who describes Mr. Gray as a bad communicator, pokes the gentleman in the side with her elbow.

 

Even with such a response, it seemed that the man in front of us didn’t change his expression, but if you looked closely, he glanced at her several times as he tried to make her feel at ease.

 

It seemed as if he was asking for help.

 

I felt slightly intimidated by this, but for some reason, I began to feel a sense of familiarity with him as if he was desperately trying to figure out what to say.

 

The air became somewhat lighter, and the only words I could say to them were.

 

 

“Nice to meet you, my name is Jiro Tanaka, and I am dating your daughter Memoria.” (Jiro)

 

 

 

It was nothing more than a self-introduction.

 

I know that they are Memoria’s parents, but the important thing is that they have not introduced themselves.

 

I don’t think it’s the wrong way to start off.

 

Memoria’s mother showed a dumbfounded expression for a moment at the greeting while bowing lightly. After a moment of silence, she made a gesture as if she was remembering something and then laughed.

 

 

“Oh! I’m sorry. This old lady completely forgot to introduce herself. I’m Merle Tris. This is my husband.” (Mrs. Tris => Merle)

 

“Gray Tris.” (Gray)

 

“As you probably noticed, we are Memoria’s mother and father!” (Merle)

 

 

I think it’s a bit unreasonable for her to describe herself as an old lady, especially with her gestures that make her look like she’s an energetic junior high school student.

 

Thinking that I almost burst out laughing at the thought, but I held it in.

 

And the voice of the gentleman next to her sounded just as I had imagined it would sound.

 

I hope this will help to make the conversation a little more pleasant…

 

 

“……” (Jiro)

 

“……”  (Gray)

 

 

Unfortunately, that is not the case.

 

After the introductions, there was silence again.

 

I shift my gaze to ask for help, but Merle is looking at me with a smile.

 

Her gesture seems to be sizing me up.

 

I glance behind me, but Memoria is quietly leaning toward me, poised silently holding my arm.

 

She is gently holding my sleeve, wishing me good luck.

 

Although the scenario is not ideal, I’m going to show her father my manliest side.

 

 

“So, I’m working as a dungeon tester.” (Jiro)

 

“I am a merchant.” (Gray)

 

“…I’m 28 years old.” (Jiro)

 

“I stopped counting.” (Gray)

 

“You look youthful.” (Jiro)

 

“Vampires don’t age much.” (Gray)

 

“I see. I’m sure that’s one of the reasons why vampires are quite strong here. I have some strength myself, in case you were wondering.” (Jiro)

 

“…I once destroyed a human army.” (Gray)

 

 

It seems that the conversation will soon end.

 

I can’t make conversation.

 

To someone like him, I feel the urge to shout, “For god’s sake, stop responding with short sentences!”

 

In addition, to being a poor communicator!? He makes me want to scream.

 

Also, the same goes for Memoria in the back, but Mrs. Merle, please stop looking like you’re desperately trying to hold back your laughter!

 

 

“Umm.” (Jiro)

 

“……” (Gray)

 

 

Even after that, I somehow managed to do a few self-introduction questions and answers, but I didn’t even have a single conversation.

 

What I found out is that this person is a merchant and has accumulated so much age that I stopped counting, so I can guess that his fighting skills are probably better than mine are now.

 

Why does a merchant need to fight? I doubt it, but I let go of it.

 

It’s not like he wants to step through landmines or anything.

 

I said that last one in the sense of being able to protect Memoria, but I regret a little that I didn’t say it.

 

After such an exchange, I finally didn’t know what to say.

 

Fortunately, I could get an answer if I talked, but it was hard work to keep the conversation going.

 

Again, the only sound was the ticking of the clock.

 

For me, it’s more conversational, somehow.

 

I thought that greeting their parents would need a lot of conversation, but for better or worse, there was too little conversation.

 

In my mind, whether it was Memoria’s parents or Suela’s parents, I was prepared for a “You won’t have my daughter!” type of conversation, but the lack of any such thing was unexpected.

 

I am beginning to be at a loss as to how to respond because my resolve to get their approval even if it meant getting down on my knees is being used for something different.

 

 

“Oh geez! Gray! What happened to the questions you were planning on asking?!” (Merle)

 

“……I forgot.” (Gray)

 

“Oh my, you thought about it for three days and three nights. …*sigh*, well then, I guess I’ll just have to do it. Besides, he doesn’t seem like a bad person.” (Merle)

 

“Sure.” (Gray)

 

 

A lifeline is handed over to me.

 

Maybe it was because the conversation was so barren, she gave me a wry smile as if it can’t be helped.

 

Mrs. Merle finally joined the conversation, and I was so relieved I patted my chest.

 

 

“It seems everything is going to be all right.” (Memoria)

 

“Yeah, I don’t understand what just happened in that conversation, but I’m glad they didn’t get a bad impression.” (Jiro)

 

“No, that’s not what I meant, I was worried that my father might attack Jiro.” (Memoria)

 

“Was I in such a dangerous position!?” (Jiro)

 

“I’m just kidding.” (Memoria)

 

“You’re joking… give me a break, your jokes don’t sound like jokes sometimes.” (Jiro)

 

“Is that so?” (Memoria)

 

“Yeah.” (Jiro)

 

“Pfft, that might be true.” (Memoria)

 

“Oh, Memoria laughed.” (Merle)

 

“Hng.” (Gray)

 

 

“Was that, that surprising?” (Jiro)

 

 

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