Otherworld Company Chapter 142.1: The Closer We Get To The End Of The Year, The More Unexpected Things Happen, And It Seems That This Is No Different In The Otherworld

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A/N: Here we are at the beginning of a new arc.

 

 

 On an ordinary day, after my lunch break, I was working in the party room with Kaido.

 

 

“Senior, did you get another one? A wife.” (Kaido)

 

“Not exactly, but yeah.” (Jiro)

 

 

 While I was making a report, Kaido suddenly started talking to me, to which I replied with a bitter smile.

 

 I am a happy man, but it is also true that this is a strange story from the perspective of Japanese common sense, so I have to respond in this way.

 

 

“I am envious. How do you get so many?” (Kaido)

 

“You can do it too if you almost die, beat them up, almost die, and get into all kinds of trouble, can’t you?” (Jiro)

 

“Did you just say ‘almost die’ twice?” (Kaido)

 

“It’s important. So, did my experience help you?” (Jiro)

 

“Sorry.” (Kaido)

 

“Don’t worry about it.” (Jiro)

 

 

 I had been in such a mess lately that I didn’t expect the time I spent working on the dungeon report to be a time of peace and quiet.

 

 While I was talking to Kaido, my eyes never shifted from the computer screen and my fingers were busy typing.

 

 I was busy typing, rearranging traps, reviewing the uneven strength of monsters, proposing new monsters, and proposing new layouts for the labyrinth.

 

 Every time I enter a dungeon, I find something to fix.

 

 Thanks to this, my fingers are busy, but unlike in the past, I have the mental capacity to work while chatting with others.

 

 

“When I heard the rumor, I wondered if it was serious, but how did you get to know her? How did you meet the rumored fallen angel?” (Kaido)

 

A ball of iron flying in the air was when we first met.” (Jiro)

 

 

 I told him in a nutshell how I first met Himiku, and Kaido’s fingers stopped typing and he looked at me.

 

 I had a full schedule, so I continued to work on my report without stopping.

 

 

“I don’t know why it is, you’ve moved past the pink color and dyed in the color of blood.” (Kaido)

 

“True.” (Jiro)

 

“Finding love in the otherworld is scary, isn’t it?” (Kaido)

 

“Absolutely.” (Jiro)

 

“You still accepted it?” (Kaido)

 

“…Suela and my other brides.” (Jiro)

 

“I see.” (Kaido)

 

 

 A few days ago, I brought home a fallen angel, Himiku.

 

 I was honestly wondering what I should do about her.

 

 To be honest, it suddenly became a battle, and there was a reason I couldn’t leave her alone, so I was dragged by the flow and brought her back, but I myself didn’t have any special feelings for her.

 

 I didn’t, and that was my own thought.

 

 A few days back.

 

 

“Jiro.” (Suela)

 

“What’s wrong, Suela?” (Jiro)

 

“It’s about Ms. Himiku.” (Suela)

 

“About Himiku?” (Jiro)

 

 

 It was while I was sitting on the sofa watching the scene of Memoria feeding Himiku and talking with Suela.

 

 

“It seems that Ms. Himiku likes Jiro.” (Suela)

 

“Huh?” (Jiro)

 

 

 I thought it was a joke, but Suela was talking seriously and there was no reason why she would make a joke.

 

 But I used up all my brain capacity trying to comprehend what she was saying, so I barely made a reply.

 

 My eyes widened as I stared into Suela’s face.

 

 

“I am not kidding, you know? Memoria has also noticed.” (Suela)

 

“…impossible.” (Jiro)

 

 

 Himiku shows favor towards me.

 

 Is that why I went through that discussion?

 

 Even if it’s indirect, Suela tells me that Himiku likes me.

 

 

“Yummy!” (Himiku)

 

“You have bean paste on your cheeks.” (Memoria)

 

“Oops!” (Himiku)

 

 

 She was crazy about the dorayaki.

 

 At least that’s what I thought when I saw the scene.

 

 

“You’re kidding, right?” (Jiro)

 

“Does it look that way to you?”  (Suela)

 

“Oh, I don’t have a clue.” (Jiro)

 

 

 I wouldn’t say I’m sensitive to other people’s favors, but I don’t think I’m insensitive either.

 

 Judging from my sensibilities, I can’t believe that Himiku has feelings for me.

 

 It’s not like I’m feeling that kind of atmosphere myself.

 

 As expected, I thought that this was just a misunderstanding on the part of Suela and Memoria.

 

 

“Fufu, Jiro didn’t see Ms. Himiku’s face as she followed behind you.” (Suela)

 

“Himiku’s face?” (Jiro)

 

“Like a kitten anxious to be abandoned?” (Suela)

 

“Did she have a face like that?” (Jiro)

 

“Yeah, I thought Jiro would give an explanation why you brought Ms. Himiku and why she made that face, but no, she did. In a different direction than the explanation we had in mind.” (Suela)

 

 

 I’m not quite sure what she’s talking about when she talks about Himiku, who is so far different from the image I have of her. [T/N: People do crazy things… when they’re in love.]

 

 As expected, I have eyes behind me, and even if I look for signs, it’s surprisingly difficult to sense anything other than negative feelings, murderous intent, and hostility.

 

 Besides, I am also aware of the fact that I have been a bit careless with her ever since I met Himiku.

 

 I wonder if there is any reason for her to fall in love with me, but Suela and Memorisa say they have witnessed such feelings, which I have denied.

 

 It would be easy to dismiss this as their imagination, but that would be problematic.

 

 I think about what to do but can’t come up with a good idea.

 

 Asking her directly would be making both of us self-conscious.

 

 I’m sure this isn’t the case, but if Suela and Memoria are mistaken, I’m not going to just accept it like that.

 

 

“You don’t have to think too deeply.” (Suela)

 

“Suela?” (Jiro)

 

 

 Suela gives me a lifeboat.

 

 

“Ms. Himiku.” (Suela)

 

“What is it ma’am?” (Himiku)

 

“Suela is fine.” (Suela)

 

 

 Suela stops talking to me for a moment and beckons Himiku over.

 

 Himiku, who was holding a dorayaki that she was about to eat, put it on a plate and walked over to us.

 

 Suela seemed to be looking at Memoria as she did so, but after nodding once, Memoria simply sipped the tea from her teacup and did not take any action.

 

 Suela, satisfied with this gesture, simply smiled.

 

 It’s fine that my wives are on good terms with each other, but I can’t help but feel that there’s some kind of siege being planned…

 

 Regardless of my inner feelings, Suela tells Himiku this,

 

 

“Ms. Himiku, would you like to become Jiro’s wife.” (Suela)

 

“!?” (Himiku)

 

“Suela!?” (Jiro)

 

 

 Apparently, Suela had a water jet on her rescue boat, and from the beginning, the throttle was fully on, and the conversation was a straight ball.

 

 As one would expect, I looked at Suela, but she just smiled and stared at Himiku.

 

 And as for the person who was told that, well…

 

 

“Ah, um, that…”  (Himiku)

 

 

 What was said was so direct that it almost caused her to overheat.

 

 However, there is no sign of disgust or any other negative emotion on her face.

 

 Rather, I can see a positive expression that I couldn’t see until just a little while ago as her face was bright red, and she was glancing at me through the gaps on her fingers covering her face.

 

 

 When our gazes meet, she hurriedly looks away, but then looks at me again.

 

 

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