Entering a Company From Another World! – Chapter 531

As a general, I am expected to be active in combat roles, but as a Japanese person from Earth, I am also expected to adjust the connections with this country and the world.

It’s understandable that I would be tasked with such roles, being the first general from another world.

Currently, Evia is taking the lead in adjusting international relations, but she also has the role of the Demon Lord’s aide, making her quite busy.

Still, the fact that she manages to take proper breaks suggests she’s handling her work at a considerable pace.

Well, I often handle the amount of work that used to be a death march in a single day by utilizing body reinforcement and multitasking.

I’m working hard to avoid the common trope of busy fathers only seeing their children’s sleeping faces, striving to see my child at least once a day, so I’m not working at that breakneck speed.

“Jiro-, are you serious?”
“Son-in-law, isn’t that a bit reckless?”

While challenging a new business, the potion business, through dungeon management, I’m also looking for things that can be utilized in this world by diverting that technology.

Yes, it sounds short when put into words, but if I were to actually do it, it would undoubtedly be terrible.
My experience as a corporate slave is screaming that it’s hell.

“Reckless, impossible, preposterous. I believe this is the time to push through it.”

However, if I can persevere through these three aspects, I can solidify my current position and expand my influence.
It might be reckless for an ordinary person, but I, who was once a corporate slave, can say this.

Based on experience, limits can be forcibly broken as long as you don’t mind the backlash.

“Even if I handle things here and Keiri handles things there, we’ll still be overwhelmingly short on personnel. My acquaintances are already swamped with various tasks, and stabilizing them is taking time. I can’t assign any more work.”
“I’m in the same boat. Organizing the company, calculating finances, scrutinizing information from other factions – the tasks are endless. We can only handle one side.”

These two are trying to stop me, knowing full well what I intend to do.

Yes, what I’m trying to do is, in a way, the same unreasonable demands my former boss used to make. The only difference is that I’m the one volunteering to participate in that death march.

It’s reckless to do both, in terms of time and personnel.
But…

“However, I understand the reason behind your proposal, son-in-law, and it makes my head ache.”
“…That’s right. From our perspective, the current situation can be considered a dire straits, but conversely, it’s also an opportunity. There’s definitely a return that exceeds the risk.”

They understand the benefits of that recklessness and the possibility that it might work.
That’s why they’re troubled.

“Don’t worry, I’ve asked Memoria to prepare potions for me. If necessary, I intend to work at full capacity while connecting the ore trees.”
“If other spirit users find out you’re using a high-ranking spirit just for work, they’ll get angry.”
“I didn’t intend for you to introduce the Spirit of Time and Space for such situations either.”

Well, if the two of them don’t do it, I’ve already ordered about ten dozen packs of mana potions and energy drinks to prepare them myself.

With Valse-san’s cooperation to extend my thinking time, coupled with body reinforcement for acceleration, I’ve also commissioned three custom-made, ultra-high-end computers for work.

Regarding magic power consumption, I’ll handle it by increasing my mana purity through the ore trees, and further supplement mana replenishment with potions.
I prepared all of this with my own pocket money.
Ordering high-end computers like these cost as much as a luxury car.
Even prioritizing processing power, I couldn’t expense it.
The preparations for a complete otherworld death march are complete.

“Haa, this child is going to do it even if we don’t, isn’t he?”
“Indeed. The only ones who might stop him are Suella, or perhaps if other children intervene, but…”
“She won’t stop him, will she? Even I understand that it’s necessary. If anything, she might leave her child’s care to Himik and come help with the work.”
“Evia-sama is undoubtedly on the side of promoting work, isn’t she? As for Memoria-sama… we can only guess from the fact that she’s providing potions to son-in-law.”

It’s not forced participation, and I understand they’re busy. If that’s the case, I have to make time.

“Haa, I have to consider this a cheap price to pay for building my career, don’t I?”
“It might be quite strenuous for old bones. However, there are times when one must do it.”

Understanding my resolve, their expressions shifted from displeasure to one of determination.

“Will it be a painful time, but is that acceptable?”
“A maiden’s time comes at a high price.”

Then, shedding their look of resignation, they declared that if they were to do it, they would do it thoroughly, with expressions that could only be described as fierce.

“As you wish.”

In a way, I may have chosen the path of suffering at this time.
I later heard that when I made this resolve and became engrossed in my work, the instructor came to tease me.

“Seeing you work with such a fierce look on your face, I couldn’t bring myself to mock you.”

He supposedly grumbled that at a drinking party, but that’s a story for the future. I have no way of knowing that now.
All I can say is that I’ve undoubtedly plunged into what can truly be called a killing workload at this very moment.

Once decided, the action is swift.
We, who vowed to work with all our might, immediately began to act, prioritizing the pre-completion of the tasks we currently have on hand.
However, we made sure to minimize the burden on our subordinates and concentrate the workload on ourselves.
To avoid any risk in the current situation where trust hasn’t been fully established, we prioritized minimizing risk.

And then, a month has quickly passed since we made our resolve.

By that time, I found myself in a dangerous state of euphoria, like returning to my corporate slave days.

“Hahaha! Long live body reinforcement!”

I am experiencing a death march unlike any I have before.
Dungeon design, organizational management, financial management, dungeon exploration progress, plus dealing with nobles, etc.
While genuinely wishing I could use a clone technique, I sensed a mana reaction and extended my right hand sideways without looking. I felt a solid weight in my hand.

A quick glance revealed a pile of documents with sticky notes, haphazardly but recognizably written, as if in greeting.

It’s the fourth consecutive day of all-nighters. Keiri-san had added more work just as I was starting to see the light at the end of the tunnel for today’s tasks, my tension was becoming erratic.

I managed a wry smile, wondering when I last slept, and began to read the documents.
A quick glance at the clock revealed that the regular closing time was fast approaching.

“Ah, let’s take a short break.”

I glanced at the documents Keiri-san handed me, but these were also pre-completed tasks.
I’m finishing work so far ahead of schedule. If I weren’t pushing myself this hard, I wouldn’t normally be this busy.
However, I’m pushing myself this hard now because I don’t want any complications when I fully begin operating the dungeon later.

That’s why I can take a break if I want to.
And as my sleeping time and this break time are the only opportunities I have to see Suella and the children, I want to take a break here.

Just as I thought that, there was a gentle knock on the door.

“Hmm? Come in?”
Slightly drowsy, I answered reflexively.
Wondering if someone had brought more documents, I opened the door to greet them.

“Suella! And Yukiera and Sachiera.”
“We’re here too.”
“Indeed! I brought food!”

What entered through the opened door was, unexpectedly, Suella and the others. The children followed them, and behind them came Himik and Memoria.
And then…

“Hmm, was it good timing?”
Evia, who had arrived right in front of my room via teleportation. She nodded as she confirmed Himik and the others’ presence and entered the room.

“Eh, what’s up?”
“The children wanted to see their father and were being fussy.”

My mind couldn’t keep up with the sudden visit. Suella smiled and handed Yukiera to me.
The warmth unique to children relaxed me slightly.

“Ah, ooh…”

Small hands with fair skin patted my cheeks.

“Ahhh! Ahh!”

As if envious, another small hand with skin as tanned as Suella’s reached for my face while I was holding Yukiera.
Experiencing a confusion I would never normally feel, I quickly leaned down towards the hand. Satisfied childish giggles filled my ears.

“Eh? Eh? What’s going on?”
They were interacting with the children so naturally, but I, who didn’t know they were coming beforehand, was in a state of confusion.
Suella and the others chuckled, watching me, who had question marks floating above my head, being manhandled by the children.

“Jiro-san, you seemed busy lately, so we thought we’d come over and have a meal together.”
Then, after exchanging glances with the consortium of wives, Suella, speaking on their behalf, explained the situation.

“I heard the details from Evia-sama. It seems you’ve been going through a lot for my sake.”

Suella spoke with a seemingly apologetic expression, yet also with happiness that I had been concerned for her.

“We thought a change of pace might do you good. You’ve been overworking yourself lately. Even the Demon Lord was worried you were pushing yourself too hard.”
Evia, who had quietly approached, patted my shoulder and then interleaved her fingers into the small hand that was fiddling with my face, diverting Yukiera’s attention to herself.

“While I don’t mind you sacrificing yourself for the children, it’s no good if you break your body doing so. Even if your body is strong, it’s not invincible.”
Then, taking Yukiera from me, she glanced towards the reception table. Following her gaze, I saw that Himik and Memoria had already unfurled the tablecloth and were setting out the dishes from the lunch boxes.

“Hehehe! Today, I prepared Jiro’s favorite dishes!”
“Is this char siu homemade?”
I vaguely recalled mentioning my liking for ramen chashu, but I never expected them to prepare sandwiches using it. The drinks were also in thermoses, with both cold and hot options available.

“Yes, over here. You can’t work if you don’t get even a little nutrition and rest.”
It was impeccable service. Indulging in such a meal, I sat down at the table I was guided to by Memoria and gazed at the portions. Suella was to my left, Evia to my right.
Himik and Memoria sat opposite me, while Yukiera and Sachiera were seated in child chairs at what could be considered the head of the table.

“…Ah, I don’t know what to say. Thank you.”
My mind was still reeling from arriving at the room, so only words of gratitude came out.

“It’s nothing. I just went along with Suella’s suggestion.”
“That’s right.”
“Indeed!”
“No, it was something I wanted to do.”

Still, I could tell they were worried about me, and their warmth almost brought tears to my eyes.
To hide it, I clasped my hands together in prayer.

“Nevertheless, I’m happy. I gratefully accept!”
I felt the care they had for me, having watched and supported my life while I was recklessly pushing myself for the past month. As I took my first bite of the sandwich, a taste spread through my mouth that I thought might be the best I’d ever had.

“Cough, it seeps into my body.”
Combined with the constant consumption of mana, I could feel energy replenishing my body.
I couldn’t help but groan.

“Indeed! I made a lot, so please eat plenty!”
“I helped with this tomato soup as well. Please have some if you’d like.”
“Oh! I will!”

Himik offered me the contents of the other lunch boxes, and I accepted the soup Memoria had specially brought. I truly felt grateful to have met such wonderful women and felt I could continue to work hard.

Today’s word:
Replenishing one’s spirit is healing.

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