115 111 There is an obligation to report... (1/2)

Tanaka Jiro, 28 years old, with a spouse

Wife Suella Handelberg

Memory Tris

Occupation Dungeon Tester (full-time)

Magical aptitude nine (quasi-magical grade)

Post Warriors

I thought she would finally get married. That was quicker than I expected, wasn't it, Minami?

I can only say that it was a matter of course because I was in the second guessing stage, that I had to do it. Marriage is the graveyard of life, that it is, but it doesn't apply to a leader, does it?

Kaido and Minami are having a conversation behind my back as I am quietly filling out the necessary paperwork to get married.

The marriage between me and Suela has quickly spread throughout the company because of the location where I proposed to her.

And that's despite the fact that we were in the middle of an event.

As the old saying goes, you can't stop talking.

The day after I proposed, I was congratulated, teased, and jeered by every employee I passed.

Our company has a tradition that gossip is a pastime, but when you are involved in it, you understand how annoying it is.

A week later, it's still the same, and the two guys behind me are no exception.

You guys are grinning and having a good time, if you want to celebrate, then pull that ridiculous expression off, or do you want to fight me?

””Sir Yessir!

You're going to be able to get a great deal more out of it.

So, I couldn't help but nail it with my instructor's customary smile and a sharp tone of voice.

You'll be back to preparing your paperwork with a sideways glance at the upright and immovable salute.

Marriage with a foreigner has more work to do than an international marriage.

It can't be a one-line procedure that ends with me praying to God to marry them, as I have their registration here.

There are many different aspects to deal with, and the amount of paperwork is several times greater than the amount of reports I usually make.

To put it bluntly, there are few documents about marriage.

To top it all off, even if I married Suera and the others, my status in Japan would still be that of a bachelor.

After all, it would be nice to report on official paperwork that I married them and the country wouldn't take kindly to that.

Ethnically.

Or in this case, racial?

So naturally, most of them are insurance procedures to deal with problems when they arise.

This is an open and proud company, but running a dungeon is the best kept secret in the world.

It's also a document to see if I can invite my relatives and acquaintances to a wedding or some other implied event.

The more people I invite, the more paperwork I need to fill out, forcing me to think about how many people to invite.

Since Suela and the others are from the other side, those documents are few and far between, so this one should be mine.

I could do this in my room, but in case of an emergency or something, this party room is more convenient.

So my hands never stop working on the paperwork even though I'm bogged down by bored people.

You guys are idiots! You can't tease Jiro and not get anything back!

I want to congratulate him for being a real person, but I'm just as jealous of him for being a real person!

That's right!　There's no man or woman involved!　Rear-enders are obligated to accept envy (that) in a straightforward manner, that is!

It's a total loser's statement, you know. . who doesn't have a boyfriend or girlfriend.

”Guha!

Even on days when you don't go to the dungeon, in a party room where people gather like this, Kitamiya, reading a fashion magazine on a newly placed sofa, dumbfoundedly cautioned Kaido and Minami, but it resulted in a stunning critical hit, sinking the two of them to the floor as they came to life.

But soon, like a zombie getting up, the two of them slippery back up.

...... There's no Kitamiya-chan to say that!　I don't want to be told by Kitamiya!　You're just too idealistic to get the guy you want!

...... That's right!　It's not that I can't have a boyfriend, it's just that I don't have one, that I can't.　Unlike Kitamiya and Kaido-senpai, I've never been rejected, that I have!　And I'm undefeated, and Kaido-senpai is on a losing streak, so don't treat me the same way, that I am!

”Minami-chan!

”You just told me things you shouldn't have said. Especially South!　If you get rid of Kaido-san quickly, I'll ice your face thoroughly!

”Isn't Kitamiya also just treating me badly?

Don't play nice, you guys.

I went willingly to step over the tiger's tail.

The south is casually playing friendly fire, but as usual, I'm just going to nail the whining guys appropriately and make a document with their voices as background music.

The jostling, using the full power of magic crests, doesn't cause any damage to the room, and I can deal with the occasional cushion that flies at me by catching it and throwing it back at the guy who threw it at me without looking.

This way, I know what to do to get along with these guys after they've gone on a rampage, and I know how to step in.

It's not going to be the worst thing.

Normally Katsu and Amelia would intercede, but unfortunately, they're at school.

So it's too much trouble to subdue them by force, so I'll just leave it at that.

Crunchy pen.

”I'm sure of these papers.

I'm about to check the contents of the file over there and the annexes, when my phone rings.

Who's there?　And.

If it's an in-house person like Suella or Memoria, it comes by telephonic transmission.

I don't remember giving the other testers my personal cell phone.

Katsura and Amelia are supposed to be in class at this hour.

I thought it was someone I knew who wasn't busy, but when I saw the number on my phone's display, my body responded with a jolt.

”Yes, hello.

Still, I can't stop myself from leaving.

”What's up, Mom? Something wrong?

Especially if the caller is my mother.

You are usually a laissez-faire kind of person, so you wonder if it's just a coincidence that he or she called you at this time, press the call button and put the phone to your ear, trying to be normal.

It's been a while, Jiro, I thought you had found your wife. I called you like this, but you're old enough to know better. How are you doing? Do I look like I could see my grandchildren?

”......

The mother on the other end of the phone, who laughs vigorously and energetically, gets to the heart of the matter so accurately that she can't tell me that she already has a grandchild, and I can't help but be immensely disappointed.

The mother's statement makes you think that she knows the information so accurately that even a stalker would turn pale, but it's all intuition, so it's unmanageable.

It's always been that way.

He says it's just a hunch, but when it rains, it always rains in the afternoon, even though the weather forecast says it's clear and the chance of precipitation is zero.