Otherworld Company Chapter 139: Sometimes Unexpected Help Appears

　The sound of something crumbling, a sound I have already heard many times.

　The next thing I hear is the rustling of the soldiers who have been watching from afar.

　The smoke from the cigarette in my mouth was spreading and rising, and looking around me with a sideways glance, I looked like a police officer watching a bomb from a distance.

　With no one to deal with the situation, the way I was just taking care not to cause any damage to the citizens could be said to be faithful to my duty.

　As someone who had just dealt with a real bomb, my feelings were a little mixed, but I could understand how they were dealing with the situation.

　I can understand their response.

“Hey.” (Jiro)

“Hiii!? I don’t want to die!!!” (Soldier)

　For some reason, they overreacted even though I was just talking to them.

　I just looked at him and spoke to him, but my eyes were glaring a little bit from the post-battle excitement, but I didn’t plan on killing them or anything.

“Master, you’ve got a scary look in your eyes, you know?” (Himiku)

“I’m sorry, but I’m born with it. I gave up.” (Jiro)

“I don’t mean any disrespect. I like it. It’s quite powerful. The eyes of a warrior.” (Himiku)

“You’re the first to say that.” (Jiro)

　Perhaps, though, they are afraid of my fighting ability because I defeated the golem that I am now using as a chair.

　In fact, when I was caught up in a fight at the explorer’s guild, I had a face like this, but I was still caught up in something troublesome.

　So, maybe my eyes have nothing to do with it.

　I can’t help but feel a little self-conscious when Himiku pointed out that my look was surprisingly favorable to her. [T/N: Riajuu Explode!!!]

“Come to think of it, I also needed something for a protection stone, but would this work?” (Jiro)

　I’m not trying to hide my embarrassment, but my original purpose was to obtain materials for my marriage.

　Instead, I got caught in trouble and fought, and I made took a detour with a Fallen Angel, when I had a different original purpose.

　I was about to give up on fabrics and jewelry because they were impossible to get under the current circumstances, but then I realized that I could get a golem’s magic stone, which can become a protection stone to pray for the safety of the family.

“Was the golem’s magic stone meant immutable?” (Jiro)

“What are you talking about?” (Himiku)

“Something that is not about food.” (Jiro)

“I’m not that fixated on eating.” (Himiku)

“What about sweets?” (Jiro)

“I’m not ‘not hungry’.” (Himiku)

“That line says it all.” (Jiro)

“Muu.” (Himiku)

　It means “immutable” a word that means to be permanent. It gives the impression of being strict and rigid, but on the contrary, it is a form of showing one’s willingness to protect one’s family through everything.

　It’s not a bad thing, or in my opinion, it’s a good thing.

　Whether or not to use it may be a matter of consultation with Suela and Memoria, but it is not a bad idea to bring it up as a candidate.

　I would have to wait here for a while until someone else comes.

　It would not be a bad idea to check the magic stone to pass the time.

　While chatting with Himiku who was following me, I put my hand on the armor near the golem’s left chest, the place where the source of the magical power I felt until just before.

“I don’t know if it’s safe because it’s certainly making a response, but it’s fine if I just look at it.” (Jiro)

　I slipped my finger into the crevice that was left by my slash, then I squeeze my strength into it.

　My muscles swelled, and my magic power-strengthened body slowly but steadily bent the armor, exposing its contents to the open air.

“The golem is surprisingly high-tech.” (Jiro)

　I was half curious and half anxious to see what was inside the golem as it was gradually revealed to my eyes.

　What happens once does not happen twice, but anything can happen in this world.

　I remove the armor, a little wary that it might be a manned golem, given the pattern of my encounter with Himiku, but the contents are far from what I had imagined, and I am relieved at the sight, letting out a wry smile at myself for being overly cautious.

　The electronic circuit-like structure had been severed by my sword slash, revealing its tragic sight, but other than that, it was a mechanical object with no fantasy element.

　Only the red magic stone in the center of the structure radiated something fantasy.

“It’s quite big.” (Jiro)

　The size of the stone is only natural considering the power needed to move this huge body, but when it is nearly one meter in diameter, the word “huge” is the only word that comes to mind.

　The strength of the magic power can be felt even after being cut in half.

　Certainly, the magic stone is so powerful that it could cause a catastrophe if it were to go out of control.

“Well, this may be about right.” (Jiro)

　Among them, I pick up a magic stone piece that was the size of a bowling ball.

　As expected, I don’t want to keep such a huge thing at home, so I picked something that I thought was a reasonable size, but it was still quite large.

　The magic power that I feel is strong enough that it might be beneficial.

“A trophy, Master?” (Himiku)

“That’s right, it seems that its timing was good. Though this thing was earlier than I thought.” (Jiro)

　When I put back the armor, Himiku turned her attention to the magic stone in my hand.

　I answered the question that came with her gaze and jumped down from the golem with the magic stone under my arm, and Himiku came down floating slowly.

　When I landed on the ground and looked ahead, I saw that the reception had arrived sooner than I had expected.

　The clattering sound of metal clashing with metal was traced to a group in full body armor coming toward us.

“Enemies?” (Himiku)

“Well, for the time being, I can say that they are not enemies yet.” (Jiro)

　The air that can be felt from the group was tension.

　I don’t feel any hostility so far, but considering everything that happened, the possibility of escalating into a battle is not zero.

　However, it seems that it was a baseless worry.

“Supervisor?” (Jiro)

“Yes, it’s me. Seriously, you really can’t be satisfied if you don’t cause problems wherever you go. When I heard about the discovery of a Fallen Angel from my idiot brother, I immediately flew over, and here you are.” (Evia)

“Hahahaha, I apologize.” (Jiro)

　The group of armored soldiers stopped about five meters in front of me and then spread out to the left and right, letting a person I had not imagined coming enter my field of vision.

　A cigarette falls from my mouth.

　Someone appeared who shouldn’t have cared about the situation.

　It was the first time I had seen a fully equipped supervisor, but the atmosphere was different.

　She was not dressed in her usual suit, but in black full-body armor without excessive ornamentation.

　However, her appearance did not give me an image of weakness, but on the contrary, I felt that her armor, which pursues functional beauty, is just like the supervisor. In my mind, she was mainly focused on using magic.

　In my mind, I had imagined the supervisor as a rearguard position like a magician because of her image of mainly using magic, but she wears the equipment of a vanguard position to the extent that it turns my imagination upside down.

　I had imagined that a messenger of someone responsible would come, but I had never imagined that the supervisor would come, and I could only smile.

　The tension among the soldiers seemed to be more focused on escorting the supervisor than on going to me.

“So, is that the Fallen Angel that was reported?” (Evia)

“Yes.” (Jiro)

　The supervisor’s gaze glanced from me to Himiku, but I did not sense any wariness from the supervisor himself.

　Therefore, Himiku was just standing there quietly.

　Silence grows.

　Unlike the instructors, I had thought that there would be no sudden battle, but this was an eerie growth in silence.

　The tension was so tight that any undue provocation might cause the atmosphere to collapse, and a tense atmosphere flowed around them.

　Soldiers are shrinking back in fear of being caught up in a battle at any moment.

“……” (Evia)

“……” (Himiku)

　Himiku, who had been talking about sweets earlier, has remained silent throughout.

　It may be because she senses the supervisor’s strength.

“Well, it’s all right. I’ll talk to the person in charge here. You’ll give me a written report later.” (Evia)

“Are you sure?” (Jiro)

　No conversation or anything.

　In a matter of seconds, the supervisor simply gave permission for the presence of Himiku, the Fallen Angel.

“The existence of a Fallen Angel is in the best interest of our army, especially if they are beings with stable minds. However, I did not give permission without taking anything. I am only sparing you the credit for making a contract with the Fallen Angel. But if it causes any problems, it will be your responsibility. Take care of her and keep that in your head.” (Evia)

“Yes.” (Jiro)

　I couldn’t help but ask her more about it, but without any change in her expression, the supervisor gave me the reason.

　I didn’t stop the supervisor, who quickly turned her head and said that was the end of the story.

　If nothing else, that’s good enough for me.

　I wonder where the supervisor is going to go next, as the soldiers hurriedly chase after her.

“Oh, that’s right, Jiro.” (Evia)

“What is it?” (Jiro)

“You’d better think of an excuse for Suela and Memoria, alright?” (Evia)

“!?” (Jiro)

“The women here are tolerant, but also very jealous. At best, you should leave early and be careful not to get squeezed too much.” (Evia)

　Finally, the supervisor broke off as if she had just remembered it, grinning and making fun of what had happened between me and Himiku, as if she had seen it all before.

　I was not prepared for the supervisor’s teasing grin, so I could only act slack-jawed.

　I knew, not by logic, but by feeling, that the supervisor knew everything.

　She was satisfied with her attitude, and although she did not pursue the matter any further, she firmly nailed me with those words.

“I got it.” (Jiro)

　So, I had no choice but to reply honestly.

　The supervisor was satisfied with my response and left.

“Master, what is your relationship with the person earlier?” (Himiku)

“Oh? She’s my superior, is something wrong?” (Jiro)

“We fought a long time ago.” (Himiku)

“What?” (Jiro)

“I traveled with a brave man, right? I fought her then… but I lost. I was defeated and I fell asleep in the dungeon because of my wounds. The fact that she ignored me was a sign of her confidence that I, in my stupidity, could always be handled.” (Himiku)

　After the supervisor left and I had relaxed my shoulders, I was relieved of the tense atmosphere, and then Himiku, who had been quiet, quietly opened her mouth.

　At first, I was responding appropriately, but when I heard her serious voice for the first time in a long while, I couldn’t help but stare at her face.

　She clenches and opens her palms as if she is checking her strength.

　Is it out of frustration or because she is facing an opponent whom she had a history of losing to in the past?

　I can’t imagine how Himiku felt when she sensed the difference in their current abilities.

“Don’t worry, Master, losing is indeed frustrating, but that’s a thing of the past. Right now, I’m only interested in those unknown sweets.” (Himiku)

“Do you know the existence of the word ‘serious’?” (Jiro)

“I know, but why does it matter?” (Himiku)

“No, it’s nothing.” (Jiro)

“I see. Rather than that, look at the sky.” (Himiku)

“Oh, the barrier.” (Jiro)

　The inhabitants of this world certainly have past grudges, but they have a very clear way of coming to terms with them.

　The way they reply to the grudges, but with a hint of acceptance, is very Himiku-like, and I watched as the barrier was lifted in the night sky.

　It had been a bit of a mess, but now that I could go home, I felt a sense of relief.

　The number of soldiers around us was gradually decreasing.

　Mr. Gray, Mr. Might, and the Guild Master appeared among the soldiers.

　I wave to them to let them know I’m safe, and they wave back.

“Speaking of which, Master.” (Himiku)

“What is it?” (Jiro)

“I thought you said you were going to work this out through discussion?” (Himiku)

“That was the plan.” (Jiro)

　The original plan was to defeat this golem and forcibly drag the person in charge to the discussion table by snapping the pillars of the other party’s strength.

　And with that momentum, I was planning to save Himiku’s strength and avoid a witch trial-like conversation, and settle the matter peacefully while making concessions myself, but…

“For me, it was good luck, but bad luck for the other side. I got less work. I can leave early because of the change of plans.” (Jiro)

　Thanks to the arrival of the supervisor, who greatly exceeded my expectations and turned the discussion table upside down, that schedule was ruined in a good way.

　The supervisor must have felt she had an opportunity to squeeze all kinds of concessions and financial resources out of the place, even though she was forced to deal with the aftermath.

　They have been giving us a hard time from the very beginning when we came to this town.

　I don’t have a shred of sympathy for them, even if they get squeezed to the very end.

“Well, ready to go home?” (Jiro)

Note for the Day

I’ll think of excuses along the way.

A/N: That’s all for this chapter.

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