Otherworld Company Chapter 117: There’s Something You Can Feel Just From The Atmosphere

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)

　Last night’s parent-child drinking session continued after that, but I ended it at a good time while talking with my mom.

　Thanks to that, I feel like I haven’t slept enough, but I have to get up.

“Are you leaving already Mother?” (Jiro)

　She leaves of her own accord.

　Feeling a presence, I wake up with a start and go out of the bedroom to the living room.

　Even though we should have slept the same amount of time, my mom was there who had finished getting dressed properly without looking sleepy, taking care of my father who was half asleep.

“Well, I’m just curious about how you’re doing, so I came back. I heard what you had to say, I saw my wife’s face, and I was satisfied. Don’t worry, I’ll be back for the wedding ceremony.” (Kirika)

“You’re busy.” (Jiro)

“You’re also always busy, aren’t you?” (Kirika)

“There’s no difference.” (Jiro)

　Whenever something happens to me, she comes to me in a flash, sees to it that I’m not busy, and then she leaves.

　My mother, who never changes, smiles at me as if she’s going to challenge the jungle again.

　The sun had not yet risen and Suela and the others were still sleeping.

　Even if I asked her if she wanted me to wake them up, she would probably leave before they woke up.

“Well then, I’ll be fine.” (Kirika)

“Mother, please be calmer.” (Jiro)

“This is just right for me.” (Kirika)

　She walks to the front door with her usual lively smile on her face, carrying my father like a sack of rice.

　I watch her back.

“Has the storm passed?” (Jiro)

　When she came, it was sudden, and when he left, there was not a trace of hesitation.

　She made quick decisions and acted immediately.

　I can only let out a chuckle at my mother’s actions.

“Now, what to do?” (Jiro)

　There’s not enough time to sleep again.

　Besides, my eyes are already wide awake.

　In that case, I worked in the kitchen for ten minutes to make breakfast, and when the sun rose, the scent of coffee began to fill the living room, and the Dark Elf family, including Suela, woke up.

“That smells good.” (Suela)

“Good morning Suela.” (Jiro)

“Good morning, I see you made breakfast. Thank you.” (Suela)

“I got up early, Memoria… has she not woken up yet?” (Jiro)

“Not yet, she’s a vampire.”  (Suela)

　“Should I wake them up?” I asked, but Suela just shook her head. While preparing coffee for a number of people, I held out a bowl of miso soup in front of my father-in-law and grandfather who were suffering from a hangover.

　The vampire family, including Memoria, is not able to get up in the morning due to their species, as expected, so I will reheat the soup when they wake up later.

“By the way, I don’t see mother-in-law, is she still sleeping?” (Suela)

“She’s gone ahead.” (Jiro)

“What!?” (Suela)

　Suela is looking for my mother who is not at the dining table, and is predictably surprised when I tell her that my mother has returned home.

　Suela just nods with an indescribable expression on her face.

“Mother is the embodiment of freedom in a person, I’m already used to it. Suela will get used to it eventually.” (Jiro)

“Is that so?” (Suela)

“Oh, and I’m surprised to hear that she’s the daughter of a shrine family with that personality.” (Jiro)

“A shrine, like a temple in our world, right?” (Suela)

“That’s it. My mother says that the shrine has a long history. There is even a story that their family has the blood of a god, whether it is true or false…” (Jiro)

　It’s a house like that, so they are strict with etiquette accordingly.

　My mother told me that she left because she didn’t like it.

　Maybe her intuition was some kind of divine power or something.

“Suela, why are you nodding your head in agreement as you look at me?” (Jiro)

“Well, I thought that Jiro’s magical aptitude was high, so it would make sense if you had divine blood.” (Suela)

“Oh~ Really?” (Jiro)

　I thought that I can be convinced, since I was the son of that unconventional mother.

　No, I’m aware that I can do crazy things sometimes, but not to that extent.

　…isn’t it?

　I just felt a bit weak remembering that I went to the otherworld and fought against a huge monster, but I proceeded to prepare breakfast as if I didn’t care.

“Thank you, Jiro, well, I drank too much yesterday.” (Might)

“Looks like you shared a lot of drink with Mr. Gray.” (Jiro)

“I was so happy. My daughter is also a dark elf who is ‘very’ dark elf to the core, so I was worried if she would even get married, but she will get married and have a child. When we return to my village, I’m sure all my relatives would start celebrating.” (Might)

“Really?” (Jiro)

　Mr. Might winks, telling me he’s serious.

　I understood once again how important children are to the dark elves.

“Oh, yes, father-in-law, I’d like to ask you a few questions.” (Jiro)

“What is it? If it’s a request from my son-in-law, you can ask me anything you want.” (Might)

“I want to make a contract with a spirit.” (Jiro)

　With white rice, miso soup, and a fried egg, Mr. Might shows a troubled expression in front of the food, which can be considered a fine breakfast for a man.

“…Is it for Suela and Memoria?” (Might)

“Yes, I am human, and I will eventually leave them behind. If possible, I would like to extend my time with them.” (Jiro)

　Mr. Might, who immediately sensed my purpose, put down his chopsticks and stared at me.

“As I thought, if it’s Jiro’s request, I’d like to give it to you immediately, but for that reason, the spirit you want cannot be a low-rank or intermediate-rank spirit, but a high-rank spirit. If I’m not wrong, we’ll need to get your hands on a special spirit as well. In that case, I think it would be easier to talk to my father instead of me.” (Might)

“Mr. Muir?” (Jiro)

“Yeah, Dad is a good friend of the Elders, too. Father.” (Might)

“Uhg, my head hurts… Son-in-law? What’s the matter?” (Muir)

“Actually–” (Jiro)

　I told him how I wanted to resolve the limitations of being a human being when I got married.

　Hearing this, Mr. Muir was silent for a few seconds, and then he said,

“I understood. Then I can help you. I’ll have to make arrangements right away.” (Muir)

　With a clap of his knees, he made an immediate decision.

“That helps a lot.” (Jiro)

“No problem, my son-in-law. If you’re thinking of my granddaughter, I can’t help you, and it will be the first time in hundreds of years that someone will be able to contract a special spirit. It’s going to be a festival!” (Muir)

　I thanked him honestly; Mr. Muir just waved his hand if he didn’t mind and start making plans rather happily.

“I can’t stay like this. I’m going back home, Might. I have to choose the right spirit for Son-in-law!” (Muir)

“Jiro made all this for you, father-in-law. Please eat at least some of the food.” (Sumirasta)

“Oops, sorry!” (Muir)

“Seriously.” (Might)

　Mrs. Sumirasta stopped Mr. Muir, who was about to leave his seat and start running, so breakfast proceeded.

　Mr. Might and Mrs. Sumirasta eat slowly while Mr. Muir who eats greedily.

　Suela and I eat next to each other.

“I am very grateful for the meal. Then, Son-in-law, I’ll be back!” (Muir)

　Mr. Muir declared, since he had finished eating first then ran out immediately after finishing his meal.

“Excuse my father for being busy, Jiro.” (Might)

“No, that’s fine.” (Jiro)

“Is it strange that he is in such a rush?” (Might)

“Yes, actually.” (Jiro)

　Mr. Might, who understands my thoughts, says that it can’t be helped if I don’t know what it is. So, he began explaining.

“The Spirit Ceremony, is an important ceremony that brings us, the dark elves and the spirits together. It is common knowledge that this is a sacred ceremony that should never be performed as a joke, but it also has other meanings. As you know, we Dark Elves are a single-minded, extremely loyal race. Because we are such a race, it is quite common to hear that the person you fall in love with is not of the long-lived race. It is also said that in order to have a long-lasting relationship with such a partner, they borrow the power of a spirit. It is an ancient tradition.” (Might)

　Then, such a procedure is born.

　That leads to the word “festival” that Mr. Muir said earlier.

“The bridegrooms and wives of other races who successfully complete the ritual become members of the dark elf clan. For those of us who are starved for entertainment because of our long lives, this is a great event.” (Might)

“Even if you say it with a smile to me, I am going to be treated as entertainment to kill time.” (Jiro)

　The point is to wish those who are going through trials, good luck and celebrate.

　Father-in-law, who says this with a smile, has a good personality.

“Don’t look at me like that. Just think of it as the neighborhood relatives making fun of you, okay?” (Might)

“Haa, by the way, there are times when you fail to get a contract, right?” (Jiro)

“There is, even for low-rank spirits, you can fail even if they rarely fail. If it is a special spirit, it becomes even more difficult to succeed.” (Might)

“…Is that so.” (Jiro)

　Mr. Might’s way of saying is that it can be easy to make a contract with a spirit, but realistically speaking, you still can’t be naive.

　I have to focus my mind, and as I do, I hear a voice that sounds like a chuckle.

“Just once.” (Might)

“Once.” (Jiro)

“Hahaha, don’t underestimate the single-mindedness of us dark elves, okay? Dark elves are not so naïve at making a contract that they will stop making a contract after just one failed attempt. The ritual itself can be attempted many times, but some spirits even lose their patience after too many attempts. And for the spirits who live for eternity, even a contract with us dark elves is only a moment of their time. If you don’t give up, you will find a way.” (Might)

　I sipped my cold coffee, smiling at Mr. Might’s words that there was no need to get so worked up.

“However, what kind of spirit will father-in-law prepare for you?” (Sumirasta)

“Hmm, I’m sure that Jiro’s body can at least handle a high rank one, but about the uncontracted spirits I can think of right now is… oh.” (Might)

　When Mrs. Sumirasta asked worriedly about the spirits that can be prepared by Mr. Muir, Mr. Might must have come up with several candidates in his head.

　AS he was wondering which one had the highest probability among them, he suddenly let out a voice as if I realized something wrong.

“Father? Didn’t you say ‘Ah’ just now?” (Suela)

“Suela, I did say it, but I don’t think even my father would go that far.” (Might)

“I’m sorry, father-in-law. I can’t just ignore that, so could you tell me about the candidates?” (Jiro)

“Yes, of course.” (Might)

　Besides, Suela, who sensed something wrong, I also immediately questioned Mr. Might, but I guess Mr. Might still wasn’t convinced.

　I shook my head since it is not yet set in stone, but at this moment, even he became uneasy and started talking.

“Even if the spirit is powerful, there are spirits that cannot be contracted unless they are a good match. I’m sure their abilities are not a problem. It’s just that one, even in the past, has never made a contract.” (Might)

　The more Mr. Might thought about it, the more likely it was to happen.

“Which spirit is it?” (Jiro)

“A special spirit of space-time, named Valus, perhaps my father might offer you to contract with this spirit.” (Might)

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

　I hear that you have the reputation of being the best, but whether or not you can sign a contract is another thing, right?

T/N: Well, that’s pretty much set in stone unless a crazier spirit wants to have a contract with Jiro. Muir is definitely going to be over the top with the preparations.

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