Isekai Torippu Shita Sono Bade Taberarechaimashita

After he managed to get all the work done that day, Milt said one thing, an inquiry.

That's enough of a question to get my mind out of my way.

I wouldn't have to ask you anything right now at this time.

'Well, good luck,' Milt said to me as she pressed her head down and smiled, not knowing what she was thinking, leaving the room.

Also, the increased number of sighs wouldn't be hard to imagine.

Back in my room, there's naturally no one there.

Welcome back! I'm tired of waiting! and no one greets me with a smile.

Ever since I became a lover, day breaks have been few separate things, but at night we were eating together except when for some reason.

The key to this world is the authorization system by the owner of the room. For when something happened, Sakura was free to enter the room from the start.

When I opened the door, when the room was bright, it was an asexual relief for some reason.

Just to be greeted by Sakura's smile seemed to blow away the tiredness of the day.

But now, in the dark room, there's no sign of anyone.

Zun...... and. I felt my body gaining weight.

The meal I take alone is tasteless and just an intake.

Delicious. I wonder what this is used for. Will you ask me the next time I make a request for the potatoes I ate?

Eat or talk, never look at the busy lips that do both cleverly.

How could Sakura speak so courageously to me only to the extent of compatibility?

With just one girlfriend, the decorative room is gorgeous and the quiet space is buzzing all at once.

That's what's natural at some point.

I find it uncomfortable that the noisier I don't hear a cheerful voice, the less plush it is in the position it reaches.

Now, you'll need time to think about it.

Though I dare not chase you.

The fact that it is avoided makes my chest ache at all a lie.

Previously, I was the first to avoid it before I could even think about it.

Did Sakura feel the same way about me then?

If so, I think I did something wrong. Though it is now.

I was also trying to escape my feelings by running away from Sakura back then.

What about Sakura now?

Will you face your heart properly in the time you have given it?

Sakura, by being held by me, by being with me, had a verse running away from the darkness obsessed with her heart.

I'm hoping that if I can have some time alone, they'll turn a blind eye to you.

I don't want to imitate things that force me to stick to reality.

Behind a flamboyant smile, a soft part of my heart that I usually don't show anyone.

Touch it and it's going to break easily.

I still can't grasp the distance from Sakura.

"... you shouldn't"

I shook my head in an attempt to make a distinction between grand tour thoughts.

I'm thinking about Sakura when I realize it.

From what I've been thinking, there's nothing more I can do about it right now than the problem is in the Sacrament.

If I can help lighten Sakura's troubles, I'll be happy to help.

But things can't be that easy.

If Sakura wants to go back to the original world.

That's because it's an unfulfilled wish.

Would it be best to wear hot water to change your mood?

Having finished my meal and decided to take a bath, I sighed there again.

Because Sakura's belongings were left in the stripper.

Bath towel with a depicted sinister green rabbit.

I couldn't go to deliver it or put it in the laundry on its own, and I left it with the other towels after I dried it indoors.

Watching this makes me feel so subtle.

What Sakura was wearing together when she came to this world.

It was me who took it away for nothing.

I can't even imagine how unforgiving she was then.

I couldn't have swallowed words that said I didn't care, etc.

Now, if I had been in front of you then, I would have beaten you up and stopped you.

I just said I regret it, but I can't help it.

If, then. If I hadn't been forced to hold Sakura, would I have changed anything?

Would you have relied on me a little more than now?

I think about such an innuendo.

"You're good."

Poop, I accidentally spilled it.

This bath towel is the only one from the original world with Sakura.

A piece of cloth that doesn't rely much on protecting Sakura's self.

But I'm sure it's Sakura's unrivalled base.

of green rabbits, touching the wrinkles painted between the brows.

I felt like I was only more than this rabbit right now.

Faded bath towels in color more than when I first saw them. I can see some flakes.

Still, what makes Sakura keep using this?

It must be an untrained revelation to the original world, to the homeland.

'What if there was a way for spiritual guests to return to their original world, Captain?

Reminds me of the question thrown at the milt earlier.

To be honest, I don't want to go home.

I want you to stay by my side. My heart tells me you can't do it unless it's Sakura.

Although.

He wants to go back.

If Sakura cried.

I'm sure...

…………

Get your hands off the Sakura bath towel and I'll take a bath.

When I bathed hot water from my head, I felt just a little refreshed.

I can't help thinking about what if.

As for the guests of the Spirit, as soon as Sakura arrived, he asked Division XI to look for the detailed books.

Details about the guardian or the accomplished accomplishments of past spiritual guests. There was both useful and useless information.

And what I found out, rather than what I reaffirmed.

That as one, no one has returned to the original world.

There's nowhere to go home.

No matter how much Sakura cries. No matter how much Sakura wants it.

The Spirit who brought me here will not fulfill my desire to return.

... to that I get a little relief, I get a revulsion.

He seems to think about Sakura best, and in the end, I'm all about myself too.

If there was hope, I'd be lost.

Because I would have squashed my own thoughts about not wanting to return them eventually.

I'm glad I didn't have a choice, it was my undisputed heart.

I am aware that I have come to a point where there is nothing I can do anymore.

Even if some of the Sacraments haven't grown that far yet.

I need a Sakura in my world.

Now that I know how bright it is to blink, I can't go back to the days without Sakura.

With Sakura, I felt like I could stand up to what kind of trouble, what kind of difficulty.

Sakura is the only one who makes me double-handed or impudent.

Sakura's untrained journey into the original world would not be something that could be eliminated right now.

Maybe something that won't disappear for the rest of your life.

Still, as long as it's clear that I want Sakura, there's no problem.

Honestly, I have to admit that I have such complex feelings of jealousy about Sakura's hometown.

It will surely still take some time for Sakura's thoughts to come to terms with mine.

I don't even hate the hard work I've been through, but I want everything about Sakura.

Then as long as we wait a little now, it's not that hard.

Of course, we also know that just waiting doesn't solve the problem nicely.

Nothing Sakura will give you an answer alone.

If you faced me properly, without distracting me from my problems.

At that time, he wanted to worry about it with me, and he wanted me to worry about it with him, and I think so.

"... a week, yeah"

A voice so small that it is scratched off by the sound of the shower that it snaps.

A week. Let's wait a week.

Sakura ran away from my room for three days. I mean, four more days.

Hopefully by then you'll have revealed it to me from Sakura... I don't think I can expect much.

I don't think things will change, even if I put too much time aside.

After a week, let's pick him up.

That's when I'll let you know what Sakura really is.