Takarakuji de 40-oku Atattandakedo Isekai ni Ijuu Suru

Early the next morning when Ichigo was recognized by Valletta as human.

The area was still dim and still quiet, walking down the path of the village of Grisea towards the cobblestone passage that led to Japan with one hand of the Boston bag.

The best outfit of the day is unlike anything else, not the clothes that Barletta sewed for me, but the T-shirts on my jeans.

When it comes to the purpose of returning to Japan, until now it has only been the procurement of supplies, but that is not the purpose of today.

"Mr. Kazura, Mr. Kazura's country... When I go to Japan, I want to go to the bookstore first!

Reply to Barletta, who says with a full look of anticipation as she walks next to Ichigo, Ichigo, fine.

The purpose of this return to Japan is not to procure supplies, but to take Barletta to Japan.

From Barletta last night, after I told her that Ichiyoshi was a human being.

"Um... if it's not an inconvenience, could you take me to Mr. Kazra's country next time?

He asked me to, and I agreed that I wouldn't mind if I were Valletta.

Was Barletta happy enough to mount the acknowledgement from Ichirano to Japan, and then kept asking questions about Japan until late at night?

By the time a good watch pointed to one o'clock in the night, Barletta finally realized she'd been talking for a long time, and after a hasty apology she was supposed to go to bed, 'I want to go now!' And to Barletta, who has the look on her face, she was careful.

"After a little sleep, would you like to go to my country as soon as possible?

I suggested, and then it's been three hours now.

By the way, this is something I don't know about, but Barletta hasn't slept too much of an excitement last night.

"But I have to buy clothes and shoes before I go to the bookstore. Arcadia and Japan dress very differently."

Barletta's current outfit is grass-knitted grass on the usual rugged clothes.

This outfit, which is not noticeable in this world, is also a striking addition to the status of a blonde girl in Japan.

Even if we were to do Japanese sightseeing, we would start by sourcing clothes somewhere and letting them change into it.

"Oh, right... money, you can't spend this, can you?

I guess I brought it just in case, Barletta took a few hundred Al silver coins out of the cloth bag that was bracketed in the waiststring.

A hundred Al silver coins of considerable value in this world is just an antique treatment in Japan.

"You can't spend Arcadia's money. I have the Japanese money, so you don't have to worry."

"I'm sorry...... I should have caught you, too, Arcadian worm. If you sell it in a Japanese store, you can make it money."

"Yep... I don't know about Arcadian bugs... they're going to be a big deal in many ways before they sell..."

While we were talking about that, the two of them reached the jungle that leads to the cobblestone aisle.

In addition to the fact that it is before sunrise, it is quite dark in the cluttered woods for the groveling trees.

I can also see some tension in Barletta's expression in front of the dimly groveled woods that usually never step in.

Ichiyana pounded that back gently when she noticed Baretta, who looked anxious.

"You don't have to worry about anything. I go through here all the time, but it's a normal forest."

"Yes, sir"

Yiliang smiled at Barletta and said so, proceeding to the back of the grove as she lit her feet with the pen light she had taken out of her pocket.

Following the good start of the walk, Barletta slowly steps into the groves as well.

"Ahead, there is a stone aisle that leads to Japan. We're not that far away, so we'll be there in a minute."

"Really?... Legend has it that when I go into this grove, I turn back to the entrance at some point..."

As she walked to the back of the dim jungle, Ichigo laughed and showed Baretta as she listened to her words and looked back gently.

"That's an interesting legend. But if that really happens, I can't go back to Japan at any point. It's okay, you can go through normally."

"Yes... right, Mr. Kazra always goes by"

To Barletta, who listened to a good word and gave a reassuring look, Ichigo smiled and nodded, pointing to a single tree that had seemed to be his own way.

"And then it's marked on the tree so we don't get lost in the road. If you go ahead and find this, you'll never get lost."

"It's a landmark, then you won't get lost."

"Yeah. Look, I marked it big with stone like this, so it disappeared for a while... Mr. Barletta?

I approached the marked tree and looked back with my hand at the mark, which was excellent, but without the appearance of Barletta to be there.

I looked around to see if he was even in the shadow of some tree, but I couldn't even feel the signs.

"What... I was just talking to you..."

To Barletta, who has neglected to disappear, Ichiya scratches an unpleasant sweat but calls Barletta's name out loud.

But the voice just sounded empty and cluttered in the woods, and I didn't get any response.

Yiliang stood flat for a moment, but it would be a big deal in case Barletta was in a divine hiding place.

As Barletta said earlier, praying for me to return to the entrance to the grove, Ichigo rushed out at full speed towards the entrance to the village through the grove.

"Oh, that!? Mr. Kazra!?

Suddenly a good appearance scratched out in front of him, and Barletta looked around in surprise.

As soon as Ichigo laid his hands on a large, marked tree and tried to turn this way, the surrounding view changed as if the space had been completely switched.

"Oh no... I was right in front of you..."

The surrounding view differs from the position of the trees from where they were with Ichigo earlier, and we do not see any marked trees that Ichigo had touched earlier.

When his head didn't get to much of a sudden development and Barletta stood up flashly on the spot, he heard a voice calling his own name from behind.

It is a good voice.

"Mr. Barletta! Good, they found me..."

"Oh, Mr. Kazra, how come from behind me...?

To Barletta, who looks confused, Ichigo opens his mouth as he prepares his disturbed breath for the reason he has rushed to run.

"No, I don't know why, either, but at some point when I looked back, Mr. Barletta was gone... and I remembered the legend I had just heard, and I rushed back. But I'm really glad it's not about hiding..."

In contrast to a good, heart-felt relief, Barletta confirms with a surprising look how her body and surroundings allegedly moved in an instant.

Legend has it that when we enter the Miscellaneous Woods, we are turning back to the entrance to the village at some point, but Barletta just didn't think that this would be the only feather we would be forced to turn back by walking together.

It's not that I didn't believe the legend, but I was assuming that if I was with Ichigo, I could get through the Miscellaneous Woods.

"After all, can't I go through this jungle too, as the legend tells me..."

Look at Barletta leaning down and whining with a sunken look, then, and Ichiya holds Barletta's right hand with her left hand.

"Ah..."

"If we hold hands in this way, won't Mr. Barletta be able to get through the cluttered woods with us?

At least, Ichigo is free to go through the jungle.

If we hold hands tight like this, maybe we can get through the cluttered woods with Barletta grabbed.

Once Ichigo found the light in his thoughts and nodded, he smiled at Barletta, who was looking up at himself with an anxious look on his face, and started walking towards the back of the grove again.

Walking silently for about two minutes.

We reached the place where Barletta had suddenly disappeared earlier, and the two stopped.

"Sure, the scenery suddenly changed just a few steps away."

When Barletta said so, she picked up one stone that was falling at her feet and threw it behind the miscellaneous woods.

The stones thrown did not disappear along the way, but passed by the marked tree, falling to the ground and rolling corny.

"Looks like the stone is fine..."

Confirming that the stone thrown did not disappear, Barletta uses the other hand as well, holding the connected good arm tightly.

When Ichiya held Barletta's hand back hard, he slowly walked out toward the marked tree.

"Ok, keep going and we'll figure it out...... come on!?

Almost as soon as I approached the distance to reach the landmarked tree, Barletta, who had ever held onto her arms firmly, vanished in an instant.

The mass that was hanging on my left hand suddenly disappears and I'm about to fall off balance unexpectedly.

"Oh, dude... what the hell is going on"

After holding his hand firmly, he also lost words to the sudden disappearance of Barletta in a situation that had captured his appearance in his sight, a good thing that had encountered all sorts of amazing things since he came to this world.

The fact that every person disappears in an instant in front of you is quite impactful.

Honestly, I was more shocked than the first time I went through a door to another world.

Ichirano stared for a few seconds at Barletta's left hand, which he had held until now, but he ran back on his heels again.

"Mr. Barletta."

Barletta held her knees with a depressed expression as she returned to where Barletta had been momentarily moved earlier and sat pompously watching the fallen ground of the leaves.

When Ichigo walked over to the side, Barletta looked up at Ichigo with her knees in her arms,

"... it didn't work"

and shrugged, putting his gaze back on the ground again.

There are a few tears on his eyeballs, which seem to be quite dented.

"Hmmm... I don't know why, but it seems impossible to go to Japan right now..."

Even though Ichiyoshi is free to move through the groves, Barletta doesn't know what it means to be unable to do that.

Moreover, it is a paranormal omega that, instead of simply being able to get through, is instantly moved to this place.

When it comes to the difference between Ichigo and Barletta, it is about gender or the world of birth, but if one of them is the reason, it is hopeless for Barletta to go to Japan.

"... Japan, you wanted to go..."

Barletta stood up with one loud sigh of sighing and pampering the dirt on her clothes, as Ichigo was orous about how to answer Barletta, who shrugged lonely.

"You can't help saying what you can't do, can you? I didn't say that."

I see Baretta smiling like she said and forced me to make, and even though Ichigo isn't her fault, she's filled with guilt for some reason.

I didn't even think this would happen, so I took Barletta's request to go to Japan, but for what I had high expectations, the shock seemed pretty great when I found out I couldn't go.

"No, I can't believe it... there may be some way, and let's think about something and try again"

"... Yes, that's right"

There may be some good way to go to Japan, as it has not yet been decided that it is completely impossible.

It was still early to give up, it was a good idea to think positively and say so, but Barletta, who leaned down and replied, seemed to have already given up.

The fact that it was in exactly the same condition as the legend passed on to the village may have been quite enjoyable.

The two stood silently for a while as they did so, but Barletta accidentally raised her face and opened her mouth.

"Mr. Kazura, I have one favor to ask you..."

"Yeah, say anything"

Responding well with a smile, Barletta smiled and showed off her eyes as she lit up a little.

"Also, I want a can of peaches"

"Huh? Peach cans?

For the favor of eating a peach can, I wondered why it was a peach can at this time. Ichigo tilted his inner neck.

But when Barletta...

"Yes, it's a peach can.... No?

And when I looked up at Yi Liang with regret, Yi Liang immediately smiled and nodded.

"Okay, peach can, right? I'll get it soon, so Mr. Barletta will be waiting for you at the mansion."

"Yes, thank you"

acknowledged. When Barletta thanked him, Ichigo was

"See you later"

and disappeared into the back of the jungle on a run.

Barletta sighed loudly again as she dropped off a good back running away with a small wave.

"Ha. We need to cheer Mr. Kazra up by the time he gets back. Come on, me."

That's what Baretta said, and when she made a small fist in front of her chest and did her temper trick, she followed the jungle to return to the village.

A few minutes after I broke up with Barletta.

Ichiran stood in front of the grave beside the cobblestone aisle, looking down at the grave with a difficult face.

"Hey, is that about you, Gracior, who showed up in the village hundreds of years ago?

According to what Gracior told me last night from Barletta, Gracior disappeared into this grove after escaping from the confinement of his lord.

He untied the rope in an instant from a situation where he had been strapped around his neck and evaded all the Lord's swords that had been slashed...

"Though it's good that I managed to break the rope and escape, it's the tightest thing I've ever done here because I've been slashed several times inevitably by a sword and that wound..."

A corpse in such a state that it is collapsing in the corner of the aisle and the legend of Graciol I heard last night.

Whatever you think seems to be involved, but since it was centuries ago, it would be difficult to ascertain the fact that the body that had collapsed here was Graciol or not.

But if the legend is true, it seems certain that the white bone corpse beneath this grave is Graciol.

Last night, when I heard a message from Barletta, I said, 'Oh?' I thought it was information that was not necessary, rather should not be conveyed, to Barletta, who believes in the story of God called Graciol.

Even today, if Barletta could have made it through the groves together, Ichigo was going to go bare in front of the tomb.

"If you came to this world from that mansion, too, would you be my ancestor?

When Ichirano was advised by his father, Shino-Shinji, to evacuate the mansion, he did say, "Mansion passed down from ancestor to ancestor".

Even though I don't know how long the mansion has been the property of the Shino family for generations to come, if it has been the property of the Shino family for hundreds of years, I don't feel like it's an unlikely story.

But then I don't know, in terms of why nobody told me the best about the one room in the mansion that leads to this world.

It's hard to imagine knowing that you forgot to share the information that there is a room that leads to another world.

Even though a good father knew about one room, there's no reason why he didn't dare tell him anything, and there's no reason to do so first.

It seemed most natural to think that there was a padlock on the door of the room, so maybe no one tried to open that door and no one knew it was connected to this world.

"But then we'll talk about who hung that padlock. Speaking of which, where was that padlock after it fell to the tatami... oh, forget it, next time I'll ask my father about my ancestors"

No matter how many thoughts, no clear answers, etc. could have come out on this occasion, and when Ichigo interrupted his thinking and scratched his head, he went into the cobblestone aisle to return to Japan as usual.

When Ichirano was traveling to Japan to buy a peach can.

Isaac stood up for strength building with a hundred of his men at a training ground throughout the city of Isteria.

When it comes to training grounds, it is a slightly obscure, but only a murderous square surrounded by stone walls of about three metres.

The large wooden gates connecting the square and the city are open, with one guarded soldier standing beside the door.

There are also numerous citizens passing by the gates, and a few seem to show interest in the training being conducted in the training grounds and to speak to soldiers on watch.

All the soldiers I train are young, and Isaac and his deputy, who will be twenty this year, are the oldest.

"Forty-eight, forty-nine, fifty!...... hmm? What, no one's behind"

When Isaac raised his face off the ground, who had done so a predetermined number of times, all his soldiers apparently stood up at the same pace as Isaac, each standing up and paying the sand on his hand.

Over the past few weeks, Isaac had left the troops and had taken up other duties on instructions from Narson.

I let my men, who should have been somewhat relaxed by the fact that I was not the head of the unit, get up and down at considerable speed, but to my surprise, everyone is following me.

If one of you were to be late, I would have declared that the next long-distance walk I was refraining from would be done twice as far as I planned, but that didn't seem to have to be done.

As Isaac was impressed with his men, a man, his deputy, who was standing up next to him, sighed as he paid off the sand on his hands and trousers.

"While the captain was away, for some reason, Master Zirconia came from time to time to see how the troops were doing. When it came to the training instructions given there, it was like hell. The captain's planned training seems to be God's mercy."

"Master Zirconia has coached you... then I'm satisfied that you have your strength. Good for you."

When Isaac said so, the deputy's man turned his eyes to Isaac with a face that looked like he was sincerely tired.

"It's not good. About two weeks ago, there was a guy who didn't think of the harshness of his training, but right after that, everyone was made to train in action using a mock short spear with Master Zirconia. The result is…"

"What!? Master Zirconia is here for you! What an envy...... so how did it go!?

Isaac looked so sorry for wanting to participate in that real-life training for so long.

Look at Isaac like that, the deputy man,

"(What do you think makes me so jealous this guy...)"

and when I looked at Isaac with the kind of eyes I saw even disgusted objects, I mouthed the blocked continuation.

"It was scattered. I got the wings to lick the ground without holding it for twenty seconds as one person, and I was forced to stand until I fell down and couldn't move. I also said, 'Are you going to fall all the same on the battlefield!' If you get up again and again yelling at me, you'll be hit with a lumpy spear and embraced on the ground. My body ached the next day and I couldn't move."

"Well, that's Zirconia..."

to Isaac, who is impressed by the way he feels heartfelt, the deputy man

"(No, you were listening to me. What's 'just right')"

and complain in my heart but not in my mouth.

"It is proof that you are expecting Zirconia to be your training partner. I will be away from the unit in six days on an inspection of the village of Grisea, but encourage your training to meet your expectations, even if Zirconia needs guidance while I am away. All right, next..."

"What!? You'll be gone again in six days! Give me a break, they'll kill you!

The deputy man reacted violently to Isaac's dialogue to try to move on to the next training by saying something sarcastic and serious.

The soldiers of my men who were listening to that exchange also rush over to Isaac at the same time to plead.

"It's cowardly to just run away from the captain! Master Ormachiol will let you go!?

"When the captain's gone, he'll definitely be here again! Please take us with you!

Is Zirconia's training somewhat traumatized by the fact that they all have a chopped look?

Isaac was overwhelmed by his men calling them to take him with him, and he took a few steps back.

"Oh, hey, relax. Thank you for coming to Zirconia. What do you hate so much?"

"I don't like anything I don't like. Please, take the troops with you for some reason. If you're going to the village of Grisea, you can take your troops with you for outdoor marching training."

To the deputy's opinion, Isaac put his arms together and thought.

The deputy is right, it is affordable at a distance to the village of Grisea and is a great way to train marches.

It is an impure hope that comes from the reason you want to escape Zirconia, but if all of your men want to train and do it, you will be motivated differently and you will gain it.

Above all, I would also like to avoid that my people's evaluation of me drops after I say no without saying no on this occasion.

"Okay, I'll take you. However, the visit to the village of Grisea is instructed by Master Narson, so if you don't get permission from Mr. Narson, give it up then."

When Isaac said that to his men, they gave a uniformly relieved look.

"Copy that. I'll brace my stomach then, but I'll do something for you. I don't want you to die in training before the war."

To the deputy who says it in the face, Isaac...

"He's exaggerating."

And when he sighed, he instructed his men on his next training.