Chapter 504
Interlude During That Time, At Earth â
Authorâs note: The story resumes from today. Best regards!
Beginning of August. The summer vacation had only just started for student.
Although, club activity, supplementary lessons, extra short course, and the like caused school to be still open even during summer vacation. It couldnât even be compared during the normal time, even so the number of student who came to school during this time wasnât few at all.
Even today when the summer sunlight was scorching hot, the students, some who were listless and some who were passionate were arriving. Or perhaps they were simply looking forward to spend their time with friends.
The corridor during the period between classes was enveloped with liveliness that wasnât at all inferior to the loud chorus of cicadas.
At a corner of such corridor,
ăâŚâŚâŚâŚStrangeă
A small muttering that was filled to the brim with suspicion was uttered.
There was a suspicious person who was peeking from behind a pillar with only half his face visible, observing a certain group that was having a lighthearted chat at the corridor.
It was the vice principal.
This was vice principal Kazuura who was also known as Wig-sensei. Senseiâs black hair looked lustrous too today. (TN: The name Kazuura is a wordplay of Katsura which mean wig in Japan)
As though contrasting the perfection of that hair, his default displeased face looked particularly sourer than usual today. The creases on his forehead were deep and the eyes behind the eyeglasses were brimming with suspicion. To a degree that he didnât realize how suspicious he himself looked right now.
ăEven so, vice principal. This change isnât for the worse.ă
To tell the truth, the vice principal had comrades in suspiciousness.
Kazuko-sensei was stooping while Asada-sensei was kneeling on one knee. They were all looking like a totem with how the three of them were peeking from behind the pillar.
One day, Asada-sensei started talking in the way of military man. Since then he also started training his body. Now he had a splendid macho body. His skin was more tanned than the PE teacher even though he was a math teacher. And his sleeves were constantly rolled up until his shoulder to show off his biceps, something that he had never missed doing.
Kazuko-sensei who was even called as Snake Kazuko due to her sneaking ability that she had mastered from continuously fixing the position of the vice principalâs wig secretly all this time was also nodding enthusiastically in agreement with Asada-senseiâs low voice.
Also, Kazuko-senseiâs talking frequence was apparently decreasing in inverse proportion with the increase of her sneaking ability. Now she almost never talked when she wasnât teaching in class.
Getting back on topic.
ăCertainly that is how it looks like, Asada-sensei. This isnât a bad thing. Rather, originally this should be a good thing.ă
ăThat, is so.ă
ăBut, however. SheâŚâŚshe is Hatayama-sensei! Look! Is that Hatayama-sensei!?ă
Yes, the reason the vice principal was acting like someone suspicious lied on Aiko.
Ahead at the corridor, Aiko was chatting with the students. There was also the young male teacher who was currently under Aikoâs guidance behind them.
There wasnât anything strange at all about that in itself. Aiko was popular among students. She often got greeted by students when she passed by, and she also often stopped to chat with them. In other words, this was something usual.
But, this was wrong. Around this one week, there was something obviously strange. It wasnât like her at all!
It was then, something happened as though to prove that.
A male student was running up the stair. He was wearing the soccer clubâs uniform, so he must be at school for his club activity. He tried to turn the corner without slowing down.
Aiko and others were coincidentally at the direction he was running toward.
At the same time, one of the female students who was chatting with Aiko started walking toward the stair while saying farewell to Aiko.
The vice principal and the others who could sese the stair and the corridor from their position reflexively raised their voice ăAhă.
They saw that at this rate the soccer club boy and the chatting girl would crash with each other!
But, that didnât happen. Because Aiko moved before the vice principal and others raised their voice.
ăWait.ă
ăFuwaa!?ă
Aiko took the girlâs hand as she passed her by and pulled her back to switch place with her. Instantly, the boy who rushed out of the corner looked surprised seeing Aiko right in front of her. His eyes widened like saucer.
He reflexively tried to brake and stumbled forward.
In respond Aiko caught him really beautifully during his fall. She placed her hand on the boyâs chest and lightly stepped back to perfectly neutralize the momentum, then she supported the boy without even staggering. Even though the difference in physique between the two of them was clear to see.
If it was before, or rather even just a week ago such sight would be impossible to happen.
Sometimes, there were moments when Aiko would show astonishing abilities like being able to detect someone elseâs presence even when they were out of sight, however, it didnât mean that her clumsiness had also gotten improved.
Even now, although she would be able to protect the girl, originally she should panic ăAwawahă so much that she wouldnât be able to support the soccer club boy too.
Perhaps, they would fall together and she would act as cushion replacement, or she would fall on her but even if she was able to prevent the soccer club boyâs fall. It would be either of that.
For such Aiko to not panic, but astonishingly handling two students perfectly to prevent their crash with a dignified expression that could even be described as sagacious without any exaggerationâŚâŚ
ăâŚâŚAs I thought something is strange-ă
ăC-certainly. Just now Hatayama-sensei did something cool thatâs really unlike her!ă
Asada-sensei couldnât deny the vice principalâs words. Kazuko-sensei was also nodding strongly in agreement.
Even the other students and the new teacher were freezing with eyes widened in astonishment. Meanwhile Aiko-sensei stood in front of the soccer club boy who straightened his posture even while looking dumbfounded.
The eyes who were looking up at him from below were very stern.
ăRunning on the corridor is not allowed. Do I still need to teach you something like that even after you have entered high school?ă
ăAh, no, ummâŚâŚIâm in a bit of hurry, thatâs whyââă
The soccer boy was incoherent in front of the strange pressure. He almost stepped back unconsciously butâŚâŚ
He was stopped. His excuse too at the same time.
Aiko-sensei stood on her tiptoes and extended her arm forward. She pushed her fingertip on the soccer boyâs nose and said
bad
scoldingly.
ăIsnât there something that you should say first before making excuse?ă
ăEh? AhâŚâŚI-Iâm sorry!ă
Aikoâs gaze moved toward the side. The boyâs eyes followed and only then he noticed the dumbfounded girl whose hand was being held by Aiko-senseiâs hand.
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It was easy to imagine that Aiko-sensei must have been pulling her back. The soccer boy finally realized what he had almost done and hurriedly lowered his head.
Aiko-senseiâs expression instantly relaxed. Her stern atmosphere also dispersed like mist. Perhaps because of that gap, her smile looked like a blooming flower to the people there.
ăYes, thatâs a proper apology. Good boy?ă
ă!!?ă
The boyâs lowered head was softly patted. When he shyly raised his head, what he saw there was a kind smile that made the stern expression just now felt like a dream.
That smile wasnât like the cute smile with Aiko-senseiâs childish face that would give those seeing it heartwarming feeling until now, but a smile that was filled with the composure and affection of a mature lady.
The soccer boyâs face was reddening *Kyuu~~* hotly.
And then another blow was dealt there.
ăWhatâs important is to not repeat your mistake. If you do the same thing next time, Iâll scold you more sternly okay?ă
Aiko-sensei chuckled, but her gaze conveyed without any room for doubt that she was serious as her fingertips pushed the boyâs nose tip scoldingly once more.
What is it, this feeling in my heart?
The soccer boy thought. No, the other students around them, and perhaps even the new teacher were also thinking that.
It felt like, yes, like a youth when in front of a lovely older woman, or perhaps a girl when in front of senior lady they looked up to.
In addition, Aiko-sensei was wearing very normal summer wear that consisted of a blouse with short sleeves and a knee-length skirt, but her damp skin texture due to the sweat, or the slightly visible collarbone from her unbuttoned first button, or her faintly blushing cheeks due to the heatâŚâŚ
Really, just what is this feeling in their heart?
The shorty baby-faced teacher before them who never exuded even a shred of sex appeal until now that she even got called with a nickname like cute animal sensei, was looking excessively sexy right now!
Such teacher, was also giving him an upward gaze because of their height difference.
The soccer boy thought. He deeply thought.
I prefer to get that scolding insteadâŚâŚ
he thought.
The soccer boy might have a new door pried open (?) inside him, however, when he was asked ăYour answer?ă with an affectionate gaze and a cute tilt of the headâŚâŚ
ăY-yes! Iâll be careful!ă
He could only say that.
I canât betray! I donât want to betray Hatayama-senseiâs expectation on me!!
He thought with a bright red face.
The soccer boy hurriedly left from that place.
Aiko saw him off smilingly. Her appearance exuded even more composure of a mature woman.
Her gaze then moved toward the girl next.
ăIâm sorry for pulling your hand so suddenly like that. Did I hurt you?ă
Aiko grabbed the girlâs hand with both her hands as though to envelope it whole for checking whether she was hurt. She didnât stop there and gently started rubbing said hand. Of course, the gaze she directed toward the girl was overflowing with affection and worry, to a degree that it was conveyed without any room of doubt just how much she was treasuring her.
ăEh, ah, not attt all! Thank you for protecting me there, Ai-chan-sensei!ă
The girlâs face also turned red. Her hand that was wrapped within Aikoâs hands felt strangely hot. She also recalled how cool Aiko looked when she was her face for an instant from the side while pulling her back. The girlâs speech too was incoherent like the boy.
The finishing blow (?) was also properly stabbed into that girl.
ăIâm glad. I was able to protect my beloved student.ă
ăâ!?ă
Ai-chan-senseiâs expression relaxed fully with relieve. It made
ă
Nnnh
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a dirty voice to slip out from the girl. She hurriedly pulled back her hand because it felt like a new door was almost opening inside her.
And then, similar with the soccer boy, the girl ran away from that place while feeling shaken up.
The surrounding students broke into noise and surrounded Aiko. The respect parameter of the new teacher was rising up rapidly could be seen from the fierce sparkling in his gaze toward Aiko.
No, it wasnât just that, there was also a heat of slightly different vector in that gazeâŚâŚ
ăHey hey, Ai-chan. As I thoughtâŚâŚyou, got a boyfriend right?ă
ăI-is that true!? Hatayama-sensei!?ă
The moment one of the female students asked that question with a wide grin, tension ran through the new teacherâs eyes.
Apparently such conjecture was spreading among some of the female students as the reason behind Aikoâs change.
Aiko looked astonished by the deeply interested gazes of expectation of those around her waiting for her to answer. Then a second later
Fuh
she lightly smiled. It was the face of a mature woman that was full of composure that looked like she had fully experienced both the bitterness and sweetness of life, an extremely bewitching look.
ăâŚâŚFufu. Thatâs a secret?ă
She even winked while placing a finger on her lips. The female students squealed
Kyaaaah
while the new teacherâs shoulders drooped slightly.
To the vice principal that had been witnessing the whole thing from start to end,
ăâŚ..Whoâs that?ă
A heavily thick voice slipped out. He had the eyes of a protagonist who was questioning the true identity of the attacker that had launched a sudden ambush.
Apparently that was just how impossible Aikoâs current state was to the vice principal.
ăNo no, vice principal. That cannot be anyone else other than Hatayama-seââă
ăSheâs hardworking, earnest, and put the student above all else. I know that. Thatâs how Hatayama-sensei is. But however. But however!ă
The vice principal pushed up his glasses with a trembling hand. Just like a famous detective revealing his deduction, his glasses flashed!
ăThatâs exactly why she often panic meaninglessly! To be shaken up, trying to do something in a fluster only to fail, then sheâll get tearful and trembling before the reality that just wonât go well! That too is how Hatayama-sensei is! Thereâs no way she can deal with things perfectly and full of composure like that!! Not to mention spraying around atmosphere that almost twist the studentâs fetish so naturally like that, impossible! Thatâs someone else! Thatâs an unknown thing wearing the skin of Hatayama-sensei!ă
Asada-sensei and Kazuko-sensei both were looking toward the vice principal with eyes that were saying ăJust what is this guy prattling?ă.
Certainly it wasnât like they couldnât understand his feeling. To not give up and keep working hard even after she failed was also one of Aikoâs good points. Asada-sensei and Kazuko-sensei also liked that side of Aiko, and they recognized and trusted her as a fellow teacher because of that.
But, to accuse her as someone else just because of that, there was no way that could be true.
Realistically thinking.
Yes, that was if they were thinking realistically.
To think that the realistic vice principal would hit the unrealistic bullâs eye.
The woman who in this one week got secretly called with things like ăThe Awakened Ai-chană or ăSuper Ai-chan Modeă among the students was certainly a fake.
She was an autonomic clone created by Aiko using soul magic.
It was just, a li~~~ttle bit of her desire of her ideal self had gotten mixed in it.
The vice principal didnât believe anything related to occult at the slightest, and yet he saw through Aikoâs true identity. As expected from him. No matter how much he acted snidely or sternly, there was nobody as attentive as him when it came to the students and the teachers.
ăAsada-sensei!ă
ăY-YES! What is it, vice principal!ă
ăGo check the hospitals for me! Find one with psychiatric department of good repute! And Kazuko-sensei! Prepare a car! Weâll have the hospital check Hatayama-sensei immediately!ă
ăâŚâŚY-yes!ă
Thinking realistically, of course this would happen.
Rather than possibility like a replacement by a twin, or someone else using a detailed disguise that would make even a real spy turn pale in fear, the possibility of problem in the mind would be more plausible than such preposterous tales.
ăIâve never actually seen one by myself but, this might be that affliction popularly called as multiple personality.ă
ăMumuh. That affliction that is also called as dissociative identity disorder is it?ă
ăThatâs right. I remember hearing that one of its possible causes is heavy stress. âŚâŚKuh, I should be more attentive before things turned out like this. Iâm a complete failure as the vice principal-ă
Before the summer vacation, Aiko consulted to him about taking an extended leave that might last for a month. He reflexively retorted ăYou think this is the West-ă to her in respond.
He had been harboring doubt ever since that time. That perhaps, that absurd request was the form the SOS of her heart took shape.
That was why, he interacted with her gently to the best of his ability. He believed that he had done his best to be a good listener for her. He even offered that if she wanted, forget day off, he wouldnât mind even if she took a leave of absence from school.
Though he got the feeling that for some reason, it only made Aiko felt creeped out and even scared insteadâŚâŚ
ăHatayama-sensei is a diligent and hardworking person. She would obviously insist that sheâs just fine if weâre worried for her. And the resultâŚâŚă
ăThe result is that mode is itâŚâŚif thatâs the case, then I can see how such drastic change can come to be-ă
Kazuko-sensei was also nodding furiously. Her eyes were blazing with a sense of duty. As though to say that she absolutely would make sure Hatayama-sensei would be delivered to the hospital.
By the way, the clone certainly possessed an advanced degree of autonomy, and it was fundamentally tracing the sense of values and way of thinking of Aiko. But it could also switch mode to remote control depending on the necessity like perhaps some students needing to ask her for advice.
The inside of the clone contained a personal super small âGateâ artifact and with the brute force method of unlimited magic power, it was constantly in contact with the real body. With that it became possible for maintenance, sense sharing, and remote control to happen even from across worlds.
Also, the âswitch to remote control depending on the necessityâ could happen actively based on its periodical sense sharing with Aiko, or passively when the clone judged that there was an emergency. The case right now was the latter.
Because, the vice principal and the others were acting suspicious not that far away. There was no way the Aiko clone wouldnât notice them.
ăNotify the other teachers too. Weâll need to adjust the schedule of the afternoon lectures because of this. AlsoâŚâŚcontact Hatayama-senseiâs family too. I donât know how I can possibly apologize to them for thisâŚâŚanyway, Asada-sensei, Yanagi-sensei! Itâs time to act! Now move!ă
ăYes, command understood!ă
ăAccepted!ă
ăWait a secooooooooonddd!!?ă
Aiko dashed toward the vice principal and the others in a great panic!
ăThereâs misunderstanding! Thereâs nothing wrong with me! Iâm in perfect formmm!!ă
ă!!? This feelingâŚâŚthe actual Hatayama-sensei!?ă
The vice principalâs expression was like there was a light bulb lighting up above his head. The sharpness of his senses, wasnât it something occultic already?
ăVice principal! This is you know, some kind of, yes, itâs image change or something! Iâm also entrusted with giving guidance to the new teacher! I thought that I need to look a bit more composedââă
Aiko desperately explained that the so called awakened mode just before this was something intentional from her part.
The vice principal stared fixedly at such Aiko. Then he let out a sigh
Fuh
and smiled. Abruptly, he wore an expression that was so gentle it caused Aiko to shiver.
ăHatayama-sensei. Unexpectedly, the scream of the heart is something that even the person themselves sometimes cannot notice. Donât worry, this is just for in case. Letâs take a break this afternoon, and go to the hospital.ă
ăNo, umm, Iâm really grateful for everyoneâs worry for me but, Iâm really alright is what Iâm sayingâŚâŚă
ăThen, this is an order from your superior. Go to hospital.ă
Aiko realized. Ah, this is hopeless. The vice principal was absolutely going to make sure she went to doctor! His eyes were filled with a will of steel that he only showed when wanting to protect student or teacher!
ăAh, thatâs right. You can also get a health checkup while youâre at it. I believe that you ought to have yourself checked properly at least once and then take time to take another good look at yourself.ă
ăWas the me just now really that strange!?ă
It should be just a little, reaaa~~lly a little bit of a âcapable meâ.
Certainly, my desire for things like Yue-sanâs mature woman atmosphere or the good aspects of Shia-san and others got mixed in, but still!
To be thought that it was so divergent from my original self to a degree that I was suspected to be mentally illâŚâŚas expected thatâs just hurtful!
Aiko felt a smidgen of dissatisfaction like that.
In addition, it would still be fine if it was just the psychiatric department, but it would be bad for her to get a medical examination. The clone body was super advanced and could reproduce body temperature and skin texture and coloring depending on her mental state, but it the end it was just a lump of magic power. As expected it would cause a great commotion if the body got examined.
And so, things became like usual.
In other words, in her effort to desperately proclaim her wellbeing, she started getting over eager and at her witsâ end due to this unforeseen development, leading her straight to her usual spinning her wheels.
ăI, I wonât go to hospital!ă
ăI told you this is an orderââă
ăVice principal! Please believe me! My true mental state is actually going through refreshment right at this moment! Iâm having fun, Iâm even feeling happiness!!ă
ăR-right at this moment? Happiness? What do you possibly mean?ă
Of course, that was because her real body was in the middle of family vacation right now.
But, how would the current situation objectively look like? It could be seen as Aiko saying that she was having fun and happy with her current situation of talking with the vice principal.
Is it the usual that? Is that coming!?
The vice principal warily thought.
As expected he had a good instinct. No, in this case, perhaps it was just the matter of him having a prior experience.
Aiko too was feeling lost after this late of how to explain, because she couldnât possibly say anything preposterous like how this wasnât her real body or how she was in the middle of a vacation at another world. Her spinning-the-wheels state was acceleratingââ
ăEh? Ah, err, that I meanâŚâŚshould I say that itâs fun to be together (with Hajime and others), or that the (other world peopleâs) thoughtfulness makes me happy, or that Iâm feel really moved for the observation (of the many things in other world)âŚâŚă
ăWha-, you noticed that you were under observation for these several daysâŚâŚ? And yet not only you donât feel offended, y-you, feel moved instead?ă
That whisper of the vice principal didnât reach the ears of Aiko who was desperately thinking up some kind of excuse.
Aiko whose gaze was darting around at the end met the vice principalâs eyes firmly. Then she declared with a strong gaze that conveyed her serious feeling.
ăA-anyway! Thank you very much for your concern toward me! But, Iâm fine! Because, right now (while Iâm in the middle of vacation) Iâm truly happy!ă
ăY-youâre, happy (by this current situation)âŚâŚ?ă
ăYes! My atmosphere might be slightly different from usual butâŚâŚvice principal!ă
ăY-yeahâŚâŚă
ăIâll work hard so that youâll feel glad for choosing me (to be the new teacherâs instructor), so please keep watching me from now on too!ă
Depending on how those words were interpreted, one could perhaps reach the conclusion that the vice principal who had a wife and also children had chosen Aiko (deep meaning). Then, as the result, Aiko was happy. Such flow of conversation might be perceived by the surrounding people.
There were low murmurs from the surrounding.
Of course, Asada-sensei and Kazuko-sensei had often watched the twoâs daily comedy skit in the staff room, so they somehow managed to understand the actual meaning.
But, that didnât mean that would also apply to the students and the new teacher.
ăEh? Could it be Ai-chan-senseiâs man isâŚâŚă
ăNo no no, nopeeeeeă
ăThis is absolutely some kind of misunderstanding right? Itâs a misunderstanding right? This is Ai-chan after all.ă
ăObviously thatâs the case. If, thatâs not the caseâŚâŚIâmma k*ll that baldyă
The students almost fell into misunderstanding, but it looked like things would be alright just barely with them somehow. Judging from Ai-chanâs lovable flaw and the mood of the conversation, some of the girl students somehow deduced the situation and it was thanks to them that no misunderstanding would spread.
But, the way the new teacher-kun was looking at the vice principal wasnât normal.
ăH-Hatayama-sensei! Y-youâre really, every single time, why are you always acting in the way to invite misunderstanding likeââă
The whispering conversations of the students and the eyes of the new teacher-kun who looked like he was staring at a criminal made the vice principal broke into cold sweat. He tried to reprimand Aiko as loudly as possible.
No matter what, he had to pry out the true meaning from Aikoâs mouthââit was right at that timing.
ăAh, senseiâs here! Geez, pick up the phone when someone called! You also arenât at the staff room!ă
One female student ran up the stairs. Her voice was loud and clear and also filled with anxiety, so the vice principal reflexively swallowed back his words.
When he turned his gaze toward the voiceâs source, the one who was there with her twintails wildly bouncing up and down while looking unusually panicked was the girl commonly called as âKouhai-chanâ, aka Hino Rin.
The kendo club should have activity today, and she was the clubâs president butâŚâŚfor some reason she was dressed casually. Was she playing hooky?
The vice principalâs eyes were slanting up seeing a student coming to school dressed in rock fashion. The surrounding students also looked confused saying things like ăAh, ainât that Hinorină or ăWhatâs Hinorin-paisen doing?ă. (TN: Sometimes senpai got reversed into paisen there in Japan to make it sounds more casual)
ăHino-san? Running at the corridor breaks the rule! And whatâs with that outfitââă
ăForget about that! Ai-chan-sensei! Please come with me! Amai-oneesan is once againââaa~~, itâs that! That hard to describe thing she often get involved with makes her head in a papparapaaa state, so please do something about it!ă
ăWhat kind of state!?ă
The Onee-san with extremely sweet tooth that periodically got dragged into dangerous looking occult incidentââthe woman who was commonly called âBus Guide-oneesanâ was apparently in a some kind of unavoidable situation.
The womanâs escape ability and survival ability were at the level of occult even in the eyes of Hajime and co, so in reality she was always be able to get through her situations on her own. Even the keyholder with the function of calling for help during emergency that Hajime sent to her as an apology still hadnât been used until now.
A woman like that was unable to escape? Furthermore, Hino Rin who was an adventurer type high school girl who also frequently ran into some kind of accident but always managed somehow on her own as expected was running here looking for helpâŚâŚ
Even if the situation was confusing, Aiko at least realized that the two were wrapped up in some kind of incident again.
There was no way she could just ignore this. If it was a matter of the hidden world, then there was also no way she could demand an explanation of the situation in this place. And so Aiko allowed herself to be dragged by Hinorin down the stairs in a rush.
ăOi, you! Wait! Hino-san! Explain the situation properly! Hatayama-sensei too, I havenât finished talking with you! Whyâre you quietly just going with her!ă
The vice principal reacted too late toward the sudden development and hurriedly ran down the stairs too.
The two were going down the stairs fast by skipping three steps each time. The vice principal leaned over the railing to yell angrily at them butâŚâŚ
ăIâm sorryyyyy!! Thereâs a bit of urgent business that we have to take care so weâre goingg! Iâll make sure to return in time for the afternoon classss~~!!ă
ăDo you think Iâll permit something like thattt! Stop! Eeei, donât keep running!ă
ăY-You must not, vice principal! If you run down the stairs that fastââAAAH, it falls! Vice principaalll! As I thought, your precious hair gear is-ă
ăââFuh, leave it to meă
The vice principal who was chasing after Aiko, and the wig that fluttered down behind.
Asada-sensei followed in panic, while Kazuko-sensei recovered the wig with a movement that looked like she was creeping on the ground. They began to chase after the vice principal together.
Left behind them were of course, the new teacher and the students.
ăâŚâŚSensei, what do you think? A lot happen in this school butâŚâŚdo you think you can hang in there?ă
ăâŚâŚâŚHahah, Iâll do my bestâŚâŚă
The school was still bustling with one thing or another even after the returnees graduated. The words from a third year female student who looked like she had gotten completely used to it was responded with a small lack of confident from the new teacher who was left behind.
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The mountain range zone of junk.
This place that should be described like that was a place that ought to be described as âmountain range zone of trashâ in the past. It was filthy, shrouded with offensive smell, there wasnât any road-like road, the sky was covered with dark clouds and flashing thunder. The place truly ought to be called as this worldâs bottom layer.
But, it was different now.
What was forming the mountain range here was âjunkâ in the end. Parts of every kind of machine, a place where resources like metal and the like were dumped. There wasnât any raw garbage, much less corpses lying around.
There were smell of oil or metal, but there wasnât any smell of something rotten. There were also roads that could be firmly perceived between the mountains of junk.
Yes, this dumping place where it was forbidden to enter previously was becoming a place where people were frequently visiting. Their objective was of course, treasure hunting.
To check whether there was anything usable inside the huge mound of machine parts, today too a lot of people were whittling down the junk mountain, inspecting the excavated parts with deep attention. When an object with already decided value was dug up, people would alternate between happiness and anxiety depending on that valueâs high or low, or perhaps they would livelily argue with each other ăDear me, what can this be used for?ă.
Depending on the location there were even stalls opened. Barter or sale or buying of objects were carried out. At a glance the place looked like a slum, but there wasnât any gloomy atmosphere or dangerous presence there.
Many of the people who visited here were filled to the brim with hope, curiosity, and vitality.
At the edge of such mountain range of junk, there was a hut that was standing quietly as though putting a distance from other people.
It had metal pillars and walls created from welding many iron plates together, along with a window of wire mesh. The hut looked like a cloth that was riddled with patches.
But, no softness could be felt from it. It also used steel frame jutting out from the junk mountain, anchor that was driven into the ground, and the like to be able to support the hutâs own weight together. The structure had certainly been created with a proper thinking behind it.
A plank was hanged on such shabby but solid hut.
ââFirst Workshop(Hajime no Koubou)
It would be read like that if it was translated to Japanese. The letters were formed by expressly welding metal rods on an iron plate, so it was very hard to read.
Did the creator has a lot of emotional attachment to that name?
It absolutely wouldnât break or fall off. That was how it was. It felt like there was such firm will from it.
The owner of such workshop was actually very famous in various senses.
The fame came from creating various practical mechanical products, or perhaps from restoring a machine back to normal. But not only that, the person was also famous for tending to forget even sleeping or eating once they shut themselves inside the workshop, that someone apparently would often come bringing food or checking the ownerâs condition.
But as expected the biggest factor of the fame wasââ
ăNn?ă
The workshopâs owner was shutting themselves inside the workshop too today. They fiddled around with their gathered junks doing this or that with them when they suddenly lifted up their face.
There was a peculiar sound from afar that sounded like *whoop whoop whoop-*.
It was the sound of something very precious that could only be used by extremely low number of peopleââa helicopter.
Why was someone from among such extremely small number of people came to a place like these mountains of junk?
That was none other than the biggest reason why everyone knew about this workshopâs owner.
ăEven though Iâm at the good part right nowă
Gale blew around. The helicopter was going to land at the empty lot in front of the workshop. The surrounding people yelled
Waaa~~h
and scattered. Meanwhile a loud voice that didnât lose out even against the helicopterâs sound reached out.
The voice was obviously directed toward the annoyed workshop owner. Yes,
ăLISTYYYYYY!!ă
It was directed toward Listy, the stepsister of Jasper, the governor of Coltran, the capital that was the base of mankindâs restoration.
Listy pushed aside the workshopâs curtain and her face peeked out with an annoyed look. The helicopter landed at that timing.
ăWhat?ă
A single word. No friendliness. In addition a displeased face. Those were her default state.
That stern look of Listy was extremely popular among a certain group of ladies and gentlemen, but forgot about that for now.
Donât come here with helicopter, a governor shouldnât come visit so casually, right now my research is in the good part so donât disturb meâŚâŚher gaze was fully filled with such complains, but even though the big brother who was targeted by such gaze would usually show a pathetic look right away despite being the leader of mankind restoration, it wasnât the case just for today.
ăGet in right away!ă
He one-sidedly told her that. His look also wasnât like the ordinary.
Is there an emergency?
Did something happen to Misty-oneechan or our other siblings?
Listy thought uneasily like that for a moment butâŚâŚ
ăââWe received message-!!ă
Just that one sentence made her felt like her heart was stabbed. Her eyes naturally opened wide, her lips trembled uncontrollably, and she stood freezing on the spot.
Jasper didnât get down from the helicopter and kept his hand held out toward such Listy. With an expression that was all smiles with joy,
ăCome-ă
ăââ!!ă
She strongly knitted her eyebrows. Her lips were pressed tightly together that it formed a single straight line. Because if she didnât do that, even she didnât know what she would yell out.
That was why, for now she simply ran.
In order to meet that person.
Carrying only her feeling for these
five years
.
AN: Thank you very much for reading this every time.
Thank you very much too for the thoughts, opinions, and reports about misspelling and omitted words.
It will be the other world trip machine world arc from the next chapter. Itâll make me happy if we can have fun together again! Best regards!