Otherworld Company Chapter 219: I Don’t Want To Work On My Days Off, But If They Have My Back And Are Waiting For Me, I Have To Do My Best.

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　As far as my mother is concerned, time is short.

　So I’m going to move and do my best before she tells me to.

　I should be doing the best I can…

“…Mother, the job of cleaning that up is probably the police’s job.” (Jiro)

“I know that.” (Kirika)

　It’s too out of place, it’s too out of my jurisdiction, and no matter how you look at it, it’s not a case that I, ostensibly an ordinary person, can handle.

　That’s what I thought, but no matter how I look at it, this mother of mine looks like she’s about to attack someone wearing only a bulletproof vest and holding a baton in one hand.

　Well, to be honest, my mother and I might be able to move like any other special forces unit.

　But I had trained that much and tested my life that much.

　However, that is why I must not accept it lightly.

　My mother says it’s easy, but I have a child, moreover they are not even born, and I can’t leave Suela a widow, so I want to ensure her safety as much as possible.

　I thought so and calmly pointed out that it was out of my jurisdiction.

“But you know, the police are unreliable and that’s why I came to you. What are you talking about?” (Kirika)

“From my point of view, why do I have to intervene? There are professionals. Special forces, etc., negotiate in situations like this… are you a negotiator? You’re still doing it, you know?” (Jiro)

　I have no intention of not helping out since my mother requested it, but I never expected to be included in the task force.

　I thought I would be sent out to help with something, but I was naive.

　I had no idea that I would be jumping into the fire instead of helping the lead actor who was going to pick chestnuts out of the fire.

　I’ve said it many times before, but my mother and I are both ostensibly ordinary people, so how did we end up getting involved in a case like this?

　I could see a few security guards and a man in a bulletproof vest talking with the leader of the group on the TV.

　The rule of thumb is to leave such sensitive matters to the professionals, and amateurs should have no part in this.

“A man in a bulletproof vest is talking to a security guard about a sensitive matter like this.” (Kirika)

“Don’t talk nonsense, I’m sure they are doing enough work to cover not waste taxes.” (Jiro)

　But even the professionals seem to be having a hard time.

　On the other side of the TV was a middle-aged man who was making an effort to have a conversation with the criminal who was making a speech earlier.

　However, the only conversation going on was one that seemed to be going on but was not.

　The perpetrator was talking gleefully, while the police man was beginning to feel exhausted.

　I thought to myself, “It’s hard to talk to someone who is crazy,” and proceeded to tell the story of the one who is not a stranger to the situation.

　Looking at that scene, my mother is not wrong.

　Moreover, my mother was only willing to do it, or rather, she was ready to do it.

　An office worker takes on a terrorist.

　I’d like to say it’s some kind of manga or anime, but unfortunately, I’m now in a position where I can’t even call myself an office worker, and I’m also goingt to be a parent, so I haven’t been around enough times to not flinch at guns and bombs.

　…When I think about it calmly, I wonder if there is a connection between parent and child based on the type of work they do.

“I understand, but there are a number of problems. Even if I were to do it, first of all, how would I deal with the bomb? Is there even a way to do something about it? I’d definitely risk abandoning the hostages and going for a suicide attack.” (Jiro)

　While I can move around at high speeds when I use magic, it’s doubtful that I can knock out dozens of people in the blink of an eye.

　I am aware that I am stepping into the realm of non-humans, but this is based on the assumption that I use magic, and without magic, I am at most a trained human being.

　It’s impossible to be faster than an Olympic medalist.

　Even if I could subdue one or two of them, it would be a drop in the bucket, and this scene would be a sea of blood, not a sea of fire.

　I don’t think my reckless mother doesn’t understand that, but…

“That’s right, I don’t like it either. Can I borrow your military strength? ” (Kirika)

“…There’s no way you can borrow it.” (Jiro)

　For a moment, I imagined my two instructors going out happily.

　At the same time, I also imagined the terrorists being gleefuly pounded into the ground.

　I shake my head to get rid of the image, and when I quietly move my gaze, Suela, who can hear the call, gently shakes her head telling me that it’s impossible.

　It would have been a problem if I had been told that it was okay, but I was relieved by the obvious answer and waited for the next response from my mother.

“Ah, I can’t help it. I’ll borrow some of my mercenary acquaintances. If I push hard enough, I’m sure they will come.” (Kirika)

“Wait a minute, don’t be too hasty. What makes you so sure that they will come? I mean, what kind of friends do you have, you’re not talking about dangerous places right?” (Jiro)

“I wonder where. I have a few ideas. At my age, I’ve been flying all over the world, and I’m sure I’d know a mercenary or two.” (Kirika)

“Don’t do it!” (Jiro)

　I was surprised, but that’s understandable.

　I asked myself if I could keep my cool when I heard that my own mother had connections that would allow her to get mercenaries overseas, but I was able to take it in stride as my own mind came to the surface and I realized what was going on.

　…Ah, it’s possible if it’s my mother.

　I immediately shouted, but I realized that I was thinking that was a possibility with my mother.

　And then, about when they meet each other, I can see her going to a bar to have a drink, where she is laughing and clapping a foreigner on the shoulder.

“If you call them, it will definitely become an international problem!” (Jiro)

“Oh, that’s a possibility. This world is so troublesome.” (Kirika)

“I’m grateful that the world is well-organized enough to stop my mother’s reckless behavior.” (Jiro)

　Well, from what we’ve talked about so far, I don’t think I can stop my mom.

　Even if there is no problem in terms of their friendship, it is impossible internationally.

　On the surface, this is Japan, a country that highly values peace, and this should not be the place to have a gunfight.

　Even my mother, who might send in special forces, or even mercenaries from the underworld’s special forces if they are not very good, would know better.

“*Sigh*, then I guess I have no choice but to move with my sister.” (Kirika)

“What, if you have military strength from the beginning, you can just rely on it.” (Jiro)

“I hate even thinking about it. I can’t help but feel nervous about meeting her. That’s why I’m contacting you.” (Kirika)

“Huh? Di you and my aunt have that bad a relationship?” (Jiro)

“She hates me for making her the heir to the family.” (Kirioka)

“So it’s your fault, isn’t it?” (Jiro)

　My mother has a younger sister who is a year older than me.

　She’s close to my age and she’s like an older sister to me.

　She’s actualy my aunt… but I’ve only met her a handful of times.

　Or rather, Mom doesn’t want me to meet her relatives.

　I had wondered about it when I was a kid and had asked her about it.

“It’s going to be troublesome. Don’t worry, I’ll raise you well without their help.” (Kirika)

　I can only vocalize it now, in the way she was roughly patting my head with a wide smile that could be called a hero-like left an impression on me.

　Even so, I have visited my aunt’s family home several times, and I even met her there.

　In contrast to Mom, she is quiet, or should I say graceful, and she is such a polar opposite that she could be compared to my dynamic mom as my tranquil aunt.

　If she and my mother didn’t get along, I would think now that she probably didn’t think well of me either, but I think we used to have a normal relationship as relatives, receiving sweets and playing together.

　And I understood well from my mother’s comment that my aunt did not resent me, but she resented my mother.

　My mother’s reckless behavior is nothing new, I guess.

“I mean, if you have the strength, there’s no need for me to be there.” (Jiro)

“Don’t be ridiculous. I was wondering if I could not go to such an awkward place by myself. If you’re there Kirie will become more docile.” (Kirika)

“You mean I’ll be a buffer?” (Jiro)

“That’s not it at all. My gut feeling is that I’d be better off with you. It may sound like an excuse, but I honestly think the shirne would be in serious danger. It may not be a problem for me, but I think a lot of ordinary people would die without you.” (Kirika)

“…Is that your hunch?” (Jiro)

“Yeah, that’s my hunch. But I’m not absolutely sure.” (Kirika)

　Even as a mom, I wouldn’t have wanted to say something like this.

　At first, she was joking and laughing, but her last words were serious without any playfulness.

　That’s the only time my mother would do that, when it’s really bad.

　And I’m someone who knows it.

“…where do you want me to go?” (Jiro)

“Jiro.” (Suela)

　I’ll do the heavy lifting.

　I have to do it, I decide to move, unshackling myself from the weight of telling myself it’s not a place I should be sticking my nose out.

　When I heard the words “ordinary people,” images of Kaidou, Masaru, Minami, and Kitamiya, and the people there lying in a pool of blood flashed through my mind.

　It’s just a possibility, but it’s not zero.

　I understand that I can overturn that fact, so I stand up.

　Suela calls my name to stop me.

“…I’m sorry, Suela. I think I know the pain of waiting for someone to come home. This time it’s really bad. But, at the very least, I promise to return to both and this child in opne piece. Can you permit me, please?” (Jiro)

“…No, I thought it might turn out like this when Mr. Kaido and the others were involved. But…” (Suela)

“I know. I also know that this is not a problem for Jiro to stick his nose into, or something I can apologize for. So please come back safely and help your aunt. I also have no intention of dying without holding my first grandchild.” (Kirika)

　Even though she was apologetic, my mother was very clear.

“Yes. I’ll be waiting for you.” (Suela)

“Sorry, Suela.” (Jiro)

“……” (Kirika)

　When I gently hugged her, Suela hugged her back, and Memoria and Himiku hugged me as well.

　Meanwhile, my mother on the other side of the call was silent.

“I’m sorry, but we don’t have much time. Jiro, come over here, the pickup is already on its way.” (Kirika)

　A few minutes of just feeling each other’s body heat.

　We held each other in silence, but time was pressing on.

　I can’t take my gear with me, so I take the opportunity of my mother’s words to slowly let go and change into something more comfortable to move in, ready to go.

“Good luck.” (Memoria)

“Master, I will be waiting.” (Himiku)

“I’m off.” (Jiro)

　Memoria and Himiku see me off at the door.

　Suela has gone to the back of the room and is not there.

　I thought she was disappointed this time.

　I smiled bitterly at that, and without saying sorry or thank you, I just said I was going out and went on my way.

“Jiro! Take this!” (Suela)

　But then Suela came running out of the back door, holding her stomach, and I turned around to see her.

　In Suela’s hand was a wooden pendant.

“This is…” (Jiro)

“It’s a magic item for our employees to carry out activities outside the company.” (Suerla)

　Is it the same one she used when I went on a date with her at the fair before?

“I have put my magical power into it. If you use it in an emergency, you can temporarily activate the magic crest to a state where it is receiving magical power. You can’t bring your weapons or armor, but at least this.” (Suela)

“Are you sure?” (Jiro)

“If Jiro’s risk is reduced by just one letter, then there is no problem.” (Suela)

　Originally, it is problematic to take something like this out of the company without permission.

　What’s more, what I am about to meet is a mysterious organization that may exist in this world, Japan.

　It would be a problem if they found out it.

　Suela understands this and asks me to take it with me.

　It would be more than a matter of a letter.

“In that case, take this.”

　While I was wondering whether to accept it, Memoria placed her palm on top of Suela’s outstretched hand and began to put in magical power.

“In addition to Suela’s magical power, with my own magical power, your safety will increase.” (Memoria)

“Hmm, you’re so cunning. Let me put my magic like both of you.” (Himiku)

　Once Memoria poured hers, Himiku is next to pour her magic into it.

　Then, when they finished filling it, Suela gently handed it to me.

“Well, when I get back, I’ll help with the apology too.” (Jiro)

“Yes, so please come home early.” (Suela)

“I will.” (Jiro)

　I can’t help but accept something like this, so I say a wry smile and a few words to hide my embarrassment, and I accept it quietly.

“I’ll be back.” (Jiro)

“““Good luck.””” (Suela, Memoria & Himiku)

　Well, looks like I’m going to work on my day off.

Note for the Day

I guess I’ll finish work quickly and go home early.