Isekai Torippu Shita Sono Bade Taberarechaimashita

Destiny evening came and I was drawn to all my servants.

That said, I didn't face-to-face with everyone. They've all been away from the fort for two weeks, so they've got a lot to do.

Greeting was your head and a few others putting together a servant. The head of the user is an image of someone who can work with all-back hair and glasses.

Because the captain is busy at work, the platoon leader introduced me.

The platoon leader handed it to Mr. Usage Head with a document stating the employment contract.

Usually, the user head submits it to the captain for his autograph, but this time, the captain's autograph has already been signed, and all he has to do is get the user head's OK.

After reading the document, the head of the user glanced at me.

I bowed my head in momentum to avoid losing that emotional invisible gaze.

"I hear the job description, but I don't think I can perfectly do it all from the start. But I'll hang in there until I can!

All right, don't fuck with me. I said it!

The laughter of being gutsy posing on the inside, tickling.

When he raised his face, the user head was smiling softly.

"Perfect, I'm not asking you to be. If you're willing."

That said, the head of use signed the documents for me.

I think it was also because I was a guest of the Spirit.

Still, I felt a little admitted, and I was glad.

"Sakura will now have you living in the same room as Elmia and Hanina. I'll give you a rough job, but if you don't know, ask them."

Mr. Elmia and Mr. Hanina. All right, I remember.

That's how I ended up face-to-face with you two, and I got to know each other more at once.

"Nice to meet you, Sakura!

"Um... nice to meet you"

Mr. Elmia has red wavy hair and yellow and green eyes. A woman who is likely to be victorious and dependable.

Mr. Honina, again, Honina is an inner child with blue eyes on her pale blonde hair. It was one below me.

I have a brief introduction with the two of you, Mr. Rabbit Moo. Bring the bath towel and the clothes that the platoon leader has prepared to the same room and tell me about the job quickly.

Cleaning rooms and hallways with lots of them, and scrubbing the crew's laundry.

Only then did the rest of the time pass quickly.

I get tired of unfamiliar work and come back to the three-person room where I'm going to live.

I just want to stay asleep, but I haven't had dinner yet.

The captain told me that the servant's meal was to be taken in the dining room, except when he was ill or something.

Few servants say it's still work after dinner, as the captain was bringing his work back to his room.

Do you think that working hours here are not shift-based, but are determined from what time to what time, for each person?

As for me, I consulted with the head of use and decided to start early in the morning until dinner, just like Hermia and Hanina.

I kind of missed the rice I eat in the midst of people remembering school.

The difference is that the people there are older.

Some kids aren't crazy, even students, like Hanina.

While eating, I think it's completely different from the quiet dinner time with the captain over the past week.

The captain basically didn't talk to me unless he spoke from me.

Mr. Happy Hermia is a good speaker and fun to be with.

Honina is a good listener on the contrary. A little air soothes.

Having a good dinner time, but only for a little while, I thought if the captain was here.

Maybe the captain's just tired of listening to us.

"What kind of relationship with the captain?

Yes, Mr. Elmia asked de Direct Ball after finishing his meal and returning to his room.

"Out of the way?

Though I know more or less what you're trying to say, I blurted out.

Because none of this, I can't answer.

I can't believe there was a misunderstanding and you were peppered. I can't say anything that would damage the captain's reputation.

"You were protected by the captain, weren't you? You spent time in a room with me, and there was nothing?

Since I came to this world, I had told the head of use almost as it was.

So Mr. Elmia also knows that I've been interrupting the captain's room for a week.

Mr. Platoon Leader said I should have come this morning.

Because I and the captain were suspicious of such clever lies.

That means I told you the truth, rather than boring you out somewhere.

Naturally, I haven't seen the first night.

"Hey, Elmia..."

"What, you don't care about Hanina?

"Oh, that's..."

To see the reaction, Hanina is also intriguing in fact.

Well, that's right. You like girls, don't you, stories like this?

"What, when asked... like this?

A little worried, I decided to deceive appropriately.

"No, it's not like this."

"It feels unnameable, so"

I am stuck with Elmia, and I answer that.

In fact, I don't think I can explain it.

Not only is there something I can't tell you, but even if I told you everything, the relationship isn't clear.

We, of course, have no sweet relationship with each other. That's not why we're friends.

Perhaps the captain is my benefactor, or guardian, closest.

But that's because I think it's different just because it's close.

"Aren't you a lover?

Oh, what is it? That question.

"Maybe Mr. Elmia..."

I turned my gaze to Mr. Elmia with slight anticipation.

I can't say anything about the two of you, either, because I'm so excited.

He immediately noticed the subtlety of his question, and Mr. Elmia blushes.

"Oh, I'm telling you, it's not. I know you're a fine man about the captain, but you can't be in love with him."

"Really? Why?"

Too bad. Isn't it colorful?

Captain, he's handsome, and I think he's good for someone in love.

Not a preference, if that's what you mean. Well, I know.

"Because of the scary numbness. If they do it that way, they'll be cramped."

You know, and Hermia tries to get Hanina's consent, too.

Honina nods in a small way.

Oh, well, does that look like it to you two about the captain?

"Captain, you're sweet."

It's a waste, I said so.

The captain is kind. So sweet.

I learned about it in a week or so.

He apologized for making a mistake. You care about me. Tell me to protect you.

You worry about me alone in this world, sweet captain.

It's a shame you don't know that.

"... is it love?

"Maybe even love, I don't know"

It turns me back, but the captain thinks he's the perfect person for someone in love.

It's just the right subject, let's not reach it.

To someone in love, rather than to someone in one mind, I guess.

"You're not sure."

"This kind of thing only matures."

"I don't know."

Mr. Elmia seemed to have something uninterrupted and looked disgruntled.

Honina opens her mouth all the time saying she needs to follow up, but eventually she shuts up if the words don't come out.

Waving a love story to me doesn't make such a funny story come out.

Because that kind of thing suits cuter girls.

But if.

What if there was some kind of bud in my heart right now?

Will it ever grow, bloom, and bear fruit?

I thought it was blurry that it didn't make any sense.