Otherworld Company Chapter 13.1: You Never Know Where Your Talent Lies

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Jiro Tanaka: 28 years old – Single – No Girlfriend

Occupation: Dungeon Tester (Regular Employee)

Magical Aptitude: Eight (General Class)

Job Title: Warrior

 

 

“Bwaaha!?” (Kaido)

 

 

I watch as Kaido flies through the air with a sympathetic gaze, just in time to be knocked down to the ground.

 

 

“Gubo!” (Kaido)

 

 

I’m sure it’s because I’ve been down the same road that I remember the noise of my lungs being forcibly purged.

 

Three minutes into the training mock battle, he was lying on the ground, unable to move, but I was impressed that he hadn’t let go of the iron swords in his hands.

 

The reason he lasted three minutes was probably because of the sacrifices I made, and the fact that the presence that stood there with a smile on their face that would make anyone run away got better at controlling their strength.

 

 

“But you shouldn’t hit that directly, you know.” (Jiro)

 

 

I can barely see the direct hit to the torso after capturing the afterimage.

 

And that it was a very controlled one.

 

If it had not been for the fact that it was made of sponge or fabric, it would probably not have just caused the flying effect but would have cut through flesh and bones to the extent that it would have been R-rated for gore.

 

The existence that Kaido was facing was of that level.

 

The person standing in front of him is a demon yakuza who, although I have gotten used to fighting with. However, he still emits a fighting spirit that makes me think I am being crushed.

 

He is standing in a relaxed posture with his arms crossed, happily waiting for Kaido to stand up.

 

In one hand, he holds a toy sword that has become a magical sword, and in my mind, it has already deviated from the category of a toy.

 

 

“Hey, Kaido are you alive?” (Jiro)

 

“Huh.” (Kio)

 

“huh?” (Jiro)

 

“There’s no reply, he’s just a corpse.” (Kio)

 

“He’s not dead, I was mortally wounded with just a single blow in the beginning. He’s better than me because I could almost see the Sanzu river.” (Jiro) [T/N: Sanzu river is like the Japanese version of the Styx river in Greek and Roman mythology.]

 

“Really?” (Kio)

 

“Uhuh.” (Jiro)

 

 

I walk up to the fallen Kaido and crouch down to check his condition, he might be quite bruised, but it is far from a fatal injury.

 

There is no problem with fighting again.

 

His life is fine as long as his body hurts a little.

 

Conclusion.

 

 

“OK, go (die).” (Jiro)

 

“I’m pretty sure you spelled it wrong! I didn’t hear that! I can’t believe I’m dealing with that! (Kaido) [T/N: Ike (go) is usually written with these characters いけ or イケ but he used this instead逝け (pass on/die) both are read as ike.]

 

“Idiot, who said he would listen to your wishes.” (Jiro)

 

“It’s a scam! I’m calling my lawyer!” (Kaido)

 

“I’ll call your lawyer when you’re done with that thing in front of you.” (Jiro)

 

“This place is also black!” (Kaido)

 

“Different thing, probably, but we have beautiful women here, okay? And the beautiful women here, they like strong men.” (Jiro)

 

“Daaaaaamn it!!” (Kaido)

 

“What an easy guy.” (Jiro)

 

 

It’s rather easy to motivate him.

 

All I have to do is use bait in relation to his desire.

 

It is impressive that the reason for promptly joining the company was either very masculine or honest.

 

 

“Kakakakaka, you brought a lively one.” (Fusio)

 

“Thank you for coming today, Instructor Fusio.” (Jiro)

 

“It’s best to give such a handicap here as well. It will eventually go around and lead to the interest on our camp.” (Fusio)

 

“I wish that happened.” (Jiro)

 

 

I’m used to it, and I don’t care if a skeleton stands next to me.

 

It’s been a week since Kaido joined the company, and my recent schedule has been hard: teaching Kaido in the morning, training him with an instructor in the afternoon, and diving into a dungeon by myself at night.

 

Thanks to the increased status, there is no problem in terms of physical strength, there’s just tiredness, so I am impressed that the Magic Crest is a really wonderful tool.

 

 

“Oh, he was blown away again.” (Jiro)

 

“Kakakaka. Why don’t you join him? Then I can participate too.” (Fusio)

 

“I have to go into the dungeon after this, so being on death’s door is a bit of a problem.” (Jiro)

 

“Sorry.” (Fusio)

 

“I hear he’s learning magic too, so you’ll have to wait a little longer.” (Jiro)

 

“You’re quite aware, then, I’ll save the fun for later.” (Fusio)

 

 

Instructor Kio, who happily blows away Kaido, and Instructor Fusio, who is grinning next to me, are practically battle junkies.

 

I’m sure it’s because I’m getting overwhelmed by his grin.

 

In addition, maybe because they’re from the Demon King’s army or because they are just villainous… It doesn’t matter which one, but these people are very good at the inhumane act of beating people to the inch of their lives.

 

You’ll be injured but it will not be fatal, it will be painful but you will not faint, and attacks that can be seen but never avoided.

 

Thanks to this, we can have training that is as close as possible to the actual battle at the edge of the physical limits that Kaido is currently undergoing.

 

For those who are watching, it seems necessary, but for those on the receiving end, it’s definitely something that makes you want to ask for a break.

 

I also told Kaido to be careful when he joined the company because he would be using his body a lot, but he could never have imagined that it would go this far.

 

 

Then I suddenly remembered the incident that led to Kaido joining the company.

 


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