To all my readers, thank you for your support. Thank you very much for reading this far!!
Time flies by when you’re busy. It was the same when I was working at what is socially known as a “black company” in my previous job.
“It’s already been a year since the war ended.”
Day in and day out, it was all work, work, work. It was busy during the war, but I never thought I’d be so overwhelmed with post-war reconstruction.
“What are you moping about, senpai? Are you perhaps experiencing cold feet before the wedding?”
“Can guys get that?”
I was engrossed in those memories of my demanding past, but my easy-going kouhai’s voice pulled me back to reality.
“Who knows? At least, I don’t think a thick-skinned senpai like you would.”
“You…”
“But even for you, Jiro-san, it’s understandable to be nervous before a wedding ceremony.”
Though I’m becoming less human, I still possess enough human sensibility to feel fatigue and stress. The one who consoles me is Katsu, who has been the moral compass of our team since our Dungeon Tester days.
Even now, he’s concerned about me, dressed in a morning coat that doesn’t quite suit my usual style.
“You think so? After all, senpai, you’re well on your way to becoming a god, aren’t you? You should be fine with this then.”
“I’m not fine. Even if I’m destined to become a god, it’s centuries away. In fact, it might be millennia. I’m still just a human who can wield divine power.”
Today is the wedding day between me and Suella and the others, a day I managed to carve out amidst my demanding schedule.
“Can we even call that ‘human’?”
“Yes, that’s why I’m nervous and my stomach aches from stress. Representatives from countries all over the world want to connect with us.”
The wedding preparations were a precious time for the whole family to gather, and despite being busy, I enjoyed it.
Due to the demanding post-war reconstruction, I was constantly on the move, and my fiancée was rotated in shifts to accompany me. The only time the entire family could come together was for wedding-related events like costume fittings and venue consultations.
And then there were Suella, Memoria, Himik, Evia, Keiri, Yukiera, Sachiera, and…
“When Evia went on maternity leave, Jiro-san looked like he was going to die.”
“Yeah, he was glaring at the documents with bloodshot eyes.”
Evia’s child, a healthy baby girl, has been born.
“It’s for Evia and Luna. If I can’t handle one or two Death Marches, what kind of pillar of the family am I?”
We named her Luna, a name borrowed from the Latin word for moon in this world. In that world, moon names are considered auspicious. It was a surprisingly simple name, chosen from over a hundred candidates after careful discussion with Evia.
“Well, I can understand that. I’m a parent now too.”
“Kaido-san’s child is also doing well, isn’t he?”
“Yes, my mother says he looks just like I did when I was little.”
Before I knew it, Kaido had also become a proud father. He often talks about being busy with work and childcare, now that he has a son, and we share these conversations as fellow fathers.
“It sounds lively.”
“Katsu-kun will have those days soon too.”
“Ah, no doubt about it.”
While Katsu seemed a bit detached from the topic, Minami and Kitamiya were secretly discussing their plans for conception. I learned this from Suella and the others, and Kaido likely heard it through Amili-san. We all hear things through our respective information networks, and I expect Katsu will understand this kind of talk once he reaches adulthood.
“Senpai, you’re going to have a big family too, aren’t you? Himik-san is three months along, Memoria-san is six months, and Keiri-san is two months, right? I heard everything is going smoothly. That means next year will be quite something.”
“I’m happy to have a lively household, but I’m starting to want a boy. It’s getting a bit awkward with just me as the only male.”
“Is it just me, or do you feel like only girls will be born for a while?”
“What a coincidence, me too.”
“…Don’t look at me like that.”
It’s probably because my body has become exceptionally tough that I can secure time for interaction with my friends even amidst my demanding schedule. My body has pushed beyond its limits, to the point where I don’t feel fatigue from two or three consecutive sleepless nights. If I forgo sleep, I can at least secure time to interact with Suella and the others. Thanks to that, we’re blessed with children.
As Kaido and Katsu said, my intuition tells me that we won’t see a baby boy for a while longer. It seems the head of the family needs to become even stronger.
“Hm? Instructor?”
Only those I allowed are permitted in the groom’s waiting room. Sensing their presence, a knock followed shortly after. As I invited them in, Instructor Fushio appeared in his usual black tuxedo, while Instructor Kio was inexplicably dressed in a black crested *hakama*.
“Yo, Jiro! We’ve come to celebrate!”
“Kakakaka, we had a bit of trouble with this world’s custom of wedding gifts.”
I’ve decided to abstain from alcohol until after the ceremony, but I can’t refuse the celebratory mood of Instructor Kio and Instructor Fushio. This wedding is being jointly organized by one of Japan’s leading event planning companies and a highly influential church within the Otherworld’s Demon Lord’s Army. Customs from Earth and customs from the Otherworld. Naturally, there are differences, but considering future inter-world exchange, we must find harmony. When considering the guests, failure is not an option. During meetings between the planners and church officials, both, in their roles as responsible parties, had dark circles under their eyes, which they tried to conceal with makeup. It’s thanks to all the time and effort invested that we’ve only encountered minor troubles like this so far.
“Not at all, I’m happy you came to celebrate.”
“What, it’s the commencement of our dear disciple’s new life. We have to celebrate.”
“Indeed. After all, he’s our disciple who’s become a hero and ended the war. We’re so proud, ku ku ku ku, I can still recall the resentful faces of the nobles.”
“Hahaha.”
In the end, the war concluded with the allied forces of the Empire and the Demon Lord’s Army emerging victorious. Consequently, issues such as post-war reparations, or rather, reparations, arise. However, both the Kingdom and Tris had suffered such severe losses that their nations had effectively collapsed, leaving them in no state to function as countries. Tris, in particular, has lost more than half its population and its government is in ruins. Therefore, the natural course of action was to dismantle the countries and have the Empire and the Demon Lord’s Army jointly administer the territories.
Dealing with the nobility was who got involved then.
They came swarming in, eager to reap the benefits, boasting about their sons’ military achievements in the war or their families’ great contributions. They embellished their war records with grand, flowery words.
And that’s how I got put on a pedestal.
“Please, spare me. Even in this world, I’ve received threatening letters from religious organizations calling me a hero who killed a god!”
“It’s the price of fame. They’re probably just all talk. I heard the gods from your world declared Isaliza a false god, silencing those religious folks, didn’t I?”
“Kah kah kah, I doubt they ever expected the gods they worship to admonish their own followers.”
The greatest contributor to this war, the general who slew a god.
With such a reputation, my own war commendations couldn’t be decided while I was in a coma, so the President took it upon himself to handle everything and decided to partition the territory with the Empire until I woke up.
The nobles, who had sought excessive praise based on their accomplishments, were finished with only meager rewards.
The President, leaving no room for argument, had shut them down with evidence.
That story, embellished with every possible exaggeration, even growing wings, spread to Japan and then further, all over the world.
I ended up being perceived as someone who went to another world to kill a god out of hatred and a desire for revenge.
At that moment, I desperately wished for accurate information to be sent.
Because of this, religious figures worldwide were in an uproar, and demonstrations occurred against governments worldwide, opposing any interaction with the company where such a person existed. I nearly became a criminal who had caused global chaos.
“To make this a laughing matter, I’d need about ten more years. Honestly, I’m even more embarrassed now.”
The ones who quelled the situation were the gods themselves, who had revealed themselves to the surface for this very occasion.
They declared Isaliza a false god who had tried to conquer their world, and instead, they punished me with divine retribution for being the one who prevented this world’s crisis.
Fearing that, religious dignitaries from all over the world, having learned who knows what, clad themselves in white robes, booked appointments to visit Japan, prostrated themselves, and even attempted ritual suicide to apologize, throwing us into a panic. In the end, we reflected on the lack of understanding between us, agreed to regular information exchange to deepen our ties, and asked them to explain the circumstances to their followers, thus averting disaster.
When those dignitaries also expressed a desire to attend the wedding ceremony and hinted at receiving blessings from the gods, the planners turned pale, and several were hospitalized with stomach pains.
Presidents, prime ministers, royalty, and top religious figures from around the world.
Yes, I invited my friends too, but they only sent congratulatory gifts and declined the invitation to the wedding, which I understood.
I did mail out return gifts exceeding the value of their congratulatory offerings.
“But some religions were making a fuss, weren’t they?”
“They were denied even by the gods, who said such gods don’t exist.”
“Yeah, I laughed at that too!!”
“Those who were told the gods they believe in don’t exist are probably suffering in hell right now.”
“The threatening letters traced back to those guys too.”
Riding the coattails of those prominent religions and making a racket were what could be called religious scam organizations.
They incited their followers by claiming the gods they worshipped were in danger, tried to extort money from me, and then were exposed. Furthermore, the actual gods denied the existence of their deities, causing their followers’ faith to turn into vengeful fury directed at them. They’ve been all over the news daily.
It’s all their own fault, so I handed over all the litigation to lawyers and the police.
When the consultation comes from an entity with national-level connections, perhaps the country itself will take it seriously. I heard the police’s overtime hours have become quite substantial, so as a company, we’ve been sending fatigue-recovery nutritional drinks called Potions as gifts via regular delivery nationwide.
“Bride and grooms, preparations are complete.”
As I laughed about the events of the past year, time seems to have flown by.
The planner, now an acquaintance who had resolved to run at her full speed from the moment I decided on my resolve, called out to me.
“Alright, we’re heading to our seats.”
“Jiro-san, see you later.”
“Give it your all.”
“It’s the bride’s big day, show them what you’re made of.”
The group in the waiting room moved towards the venue.
“Yes, I’m heading out.”
“This way, please.”
Guided by the planner, I made my way to the place where my beloved people were.
“Yo, good son.”
“Jiro.”
“Mother, Father.”
En route, my parents, who had met the bride, and Suella’s parents-in-law were waiting.
My mother, waving a hand lightly in greeting, held my much younger sister in her arms. My father, in his suit, likely had baby supplies in his bag.
“Here, Hana, it’s your big brother~ you won’t see him for a while after he goes to meet the brides.”
“Hahaha, when Kirika says that, it doesn’t sound like a joke.”
“That’s right, it’s going to be busy from now on.”
My mother held my sister with both hands to let me see her, but she’s only a few months old and probably doesn’t recognize me as her brother yet. Tanaka Hana, my sister who’s not just one but two generations younger than me.
“If things continue like this, she’ll only remember her older sister, won’t she? Right, Haruna?”
“But, forgetting Jiro-niisan…”
While I thought Hana wouldn’t recognize me, my sister-in-law, Haruna, was steadily building a family bond.
Thanks to her help, looking after my mother and the others during my busy times, she was present for my mother’s childbirth.
Even when I tentatively offered my finger, Hana ignored it, instead reaching for Haruna’s finger and fumbling for it. When she extended her index finger, Hana gripped it.
My father patted me on the shoulder sympathetically.
It’s fine, I have Yukiera, Sachiera, and Luna.
“Don’t worry about it, my son-in-law. Or rather, should I start calling you Jiro-dono now?”
“Muil-san.”
“Don’t be so formal with Muil-san today! How about calling me Grandpa from now on!”
On my other shoulder was Muil-san, Suella’s grandfather, who had supported me. He was attending in formal Dark Elf attire, but it felt strange how he’d been trying to get me to call him Grandpa since the wedding was decided.
Since I was already accustomed to calling him Muil-san, I could only force a wry smile to cover it up.
“Honestly, Father, you’re making Jiro-san uncomfortable. Oh, Jiro-san, congratulations today. Suella is so happy, I don’t even know what else to say. Right, dear?”
“Ah, yes. I’m so grateful to you for letting me see my daughter’s grand debut. If I hadn’t met you, I probably would have remained single for fifty more years.”
“My daughter is the same, you know.”
“That’s right, just like Ms. Suella from Mr. Handelburg’s family, my Keiri insisted on marrying a man stronger than herself. If Jiro- hadn’t taken her, what then?”
“Indeed, I never thought I’d see the day my daughter’s joyous smile would be so near.”
Smilasta, who had changed her Suella-like expression to one of slight anger, chided Muil-san.
I know you’re subtly implying, “When will you call me ‘Mother-in-law’ too?”
I guess that’s just how bloodlines are.
If Mait-san hadn’t subtly changed the topic, I would have ended up arguing with Muil-san there.
Mait-san’s conversation was picked up by Melk-san, Keiri’s father, a man with a face very similar to Keiri’s.
I noticed Melk-san and Mait-san exchanging a subtle glance.
The fact that the planner was calm meant she knew our mothers were waiting here and had factored this conversation time into her calculations.
Still, was it out of consideration that she tried not to waste any time?
Keiri’s mother, Mithril-san, also seemed to sense this.
“Hey! Ah! That’s right, just like my daughter, Ms. Tris! Your daughter was incredibly beautiful too, wasn’t she?”
“Mm, indeed. *sniffles*”
“Honey, come on. I’m sorry. I’ve been like this ever since I saw our daughter in her wedding attire. He’s surprisingly sentimental.”
“We understand.”
Memoria’s parents, Gray-san, were desperately trying to maintain their composure, but their eyes were red. Miruru-san was gently offering him a handkerchief, so they had probably cried many times already.
Looking closely, Mait-san and Melk-san, who empathized with their weak tear ducts, also had red eyes.
The feeling of sending off one’s daughter… I, too, when Yukiera, Sachiera, and Luna get married… wait, I shouldn’t think about that now.
“I understand the feelings of sending off a daughter. *sob*”
“There, there, don’t cry, don’t cry. Evia was also disgusted by it.”
Among them, this person’s eyes are probably the reddest. The magnificent beard he usually sports, and the eyes above it are bright red. Eve was looking exasperated as she desperately tried to wipe Kaden-san’s eyes by standing on her tiptoes.
“B-but still. Our Evia had a more difficult time getting married than Lady Arshall’s daughter, you know? When she meets a man who can throw such a magnificent wedding ceremony, well, it just brings tears…”
“We understand.”
“Haa.”
The mothers-in-law were exasperated by the empathy of their father-in-law and grandfather-in-law.
Even I, at this point, was so moved that I couldn’t join the conversation and could only listen by my mother’s side, when I felt a tug on my pants. Looking down, I saw…
“Oh! Feri! You came!”
“Woof”
There stood the Divine Beast, with a scar on one eye, wagging its tail energetically. I knelt down and gently stroked its cheek, and it wagged its tail even more enthusiastically. The Dungeon was currently in operation, but I had managed to slip away using a little trick. This guy had also stayed at my home for a time. I wanted him to spend such a celebratory day together, of course. However, Feri couldn’t possibly walk around the venue alone, so one of the planners was accompanying him with a basket, but that’s…
“Kuuun.”
“Hmm, is this a wedding gift?”
“Woof!”
As I was petting him, Feri put his face into the basket the planner was holding, took out a flower, and presented it to my chest pocket. It was a white flower. I didn’t know its name, but I could faintly feel Feri’s magic. Was this flower born in the Dungeon Core’s area, where Feri was, or in the Dungeon itself?
“Thank you, Feri.”
I patted the head of the considerate Feri and sensed the increasingly uneasy presence of the planner.
“Sorry, I’m getting impatient, so I’ll leave you here.”
“Go and do your best, son.”
“Good luck!”
“Brother-in-law, may fortune be with you.”
I stood up and headed towards where the bride was waiting. For some reason, my family cheered me on, but I decided not to mind it.
“Take good care of Suella!”
“Yes, I can safely entrust her to you.”
“Please take care of my daughter.”
Muil-san, Mait-san, Smilasta-san.
“Keiri is a little embarrassed, but please praise her.”
“I never knew our daughter had that side to her.”
Melk-san, Mithril-san.
“And Evia too, of course!!”
“That’s right—!”
Kaden-san, Eve-san.
“*sniff* Please take care of my daughter.”
“Please look after our Memoria.”
Gray-san, Miruru-san.
“Woof!”
“Ah, of course, Himik too.”
You, I was taken care of by you for meals and other things. You were always with me during the wedding preparations, weren’t you? The planner kept laughing and asking if I liked dogs. From the perspective of the person, or rather, the Divine Beast, he probably considered himself my guardian, but his toy poodle appearance was his undoing. With a wry smile, I petted Feri and followed the planner’s lead, finishing my greetings with family. It’s a five-minute walk from here. It’s a bit too far apart, the groom’s room and the bride’s room, but I guess it can’t be helped. There’s the place to store the costume for touch-ups, the waiting area for makeup staff to apply special makeup, and other places to store things necessary for women. Unlike me, men, women have many things to prepare. For me, it’s a simple job of putting on the outfits Suella and the others chose in order, so there are fewer people doing my makeup. Thanks to that, Suella and the others are probably using the largest area in the backstage facilities. At the end of such a path awaits the final boss.
“Seeing your smirking faces, I can guess the level of completion of Suella and the others.”
“Oh, how hurtful. We were just waiting out of kindness.”
“That’s right, Gozaru~ we were waiting because we wanted to see the leader’s face, who was dumbfounded by the excessive beauty of Suella and the others.”
“You’re not even trying to hide your true feelings.”
Kitamiya and Minami, who were unusually smiling together. And then…
“…”
“Hey, Amelia’s soul seems to have departed. What happened?”
“Gentleness is not worrying about things.”
“It is so, gozaru.”
“No, seriously, what happened?”
Unlike the two, who were enjoying themselves, Amelia, who was spaced out and looked lost, made me worry.
All three of them have grown considerably in the past year, yet they maintain their usual atmosphere among friends, probably because they are friends.
“It’s just that a new door was about to open, gozaru.”
Minami, dressed in a blue dress, has gained the presence and allure of an adult as the head of her department, no longer having her former awkwardness, and has blossomed into an adult woman. Minami has grown so much that Katsu often boasts about her. She now only uses this samurai speech with us, her inner circle. If my past self saw Minami working now, he would definitely do a double-take.
“Yes, well, considering the people inside, I can understand Amy’s feelings.”
Kitamiya, in her calm green dress, has mellowed from her competitive nature and gained composure. She always paid attention to fashion, making her even more refined. When she walks down the main street without makeup, she’s so beautiful that she’s bothered by unwanted attention. Evia told me that her improved magic and mana control have cosmetic effects. I remember thinking when I first heard that women in the otherworld are beautiful because they use mana for anti-aging.
“We would have been in danger if it weren’t for Katsu, gozaru.”
“Are you alright?”
“…”
Unlike the two, Amelia seems to be still in the process of evolution. Although she looks dazed, her slender physique is complemented by a cute orange dress, placing her on the cusp between womanhood and girlhood. In terms of mana, she is making a name for herself in the Demon Lord’s Army and is being watched as a potential future general. However, she herself wants to work in a different area, so it’s unclear how things will turn out.
Despite her reputation, to be so defenseless… Let me confirm one more time.
“There’s no need to worry!! Amy-chan will be safely transported to the venue by Kitamiya and myself, gozaru!”
“Yes, she’s probably still hurt from the last matchmaking party where she cried because it failed, and Amy is the only one…”
“Shh, Karen! It’s an unspoken rule not to say that, gozaru!!”
If I let them talk any longer, they might deliver the finishing blow. With Kitamiya’s slip of the tongue, Amelia’s dazed expression seemed to transform into one of despair. It was as if she suddenly realized she was on a lonely path while everyone around her was proceeding towards happiness, carrying the tragic air of a woman left behind. Should I bring it up? I hesitate for a moment, but Minami nods, so I decide to steer the conversation away from it.
The planner is also starting to look flustered.
“I see, then I’ll leave it to you.”
In the end, I have no choice but to leave it to them.
“Hehehe, understood, gozaru.”
“Try not to have your heart explode.”
“…”
Watching the three leave, carrying Amelia like a photograph with aliens, Gray, on either side, I finally stand before the door where Suella and the others are waiting.
“Is it okay?”
“Wait a moment.”
It’s not because Kitamiya and Minami provoked me, but I know that after numerous fittings with the planners, their beauty has been further enhanced, and I’m a little nervous.
Just one year, or rather, less than a year.
It was more than enough time for the women to transform into their beautiful selves. I witnessed their efforts after the wedding was decided, pouring all their energy into it. Sometimes they used my influence, Evia’s family’s influence, Memoria’s family’s influence, and once, even my mother’s connections. How many times have I fallen in love with them anew this past year? Every effort they made was to show me the most beautiful version of themselves in the world, and their love made my heart overflow.
Thinking that the culmination of all that effort is just beyond this door makes me nervous. Calm down, take a deep breath. Even with a deep breath, my composure doesn’t return. However, I have resolved myself.
“Please.”
“Yes.”
The planner knocks on the door.
“The groom has arrived.”
And after a few seconds, to inform me of my arrival: “Please, the brides are waiting.”
The door slowly opens, and I step through it.
“…”
As I entered, I unintentionally held my breath.
“Beautiful.”
All my emotions were contained in that single word. There was a scene that could only be described as such.
Five women, all dressed in pure white dresses. Suella sat beside Yukiera and Sachiera, who could now stand. She, who had become beautiful as both a mother and a woman, smiled happily at my simple words. “Thank you,” she replied with only gratitude.
“It’s simple, but heartfelt. With those words, I felt happy.” Memoria, on her left, her stomach slightly protruding, dressed in a pure white outfit chosen not to be constricting, rejoiced with the life growing within her. “You, you’re unfair! I almost cried,” Himik, standing to Suella’s right, said. My soul could be felt by her. Therefore, my straightforward feelings must have been conveyed. She looked like she was about to shed tears of joy, and a planner from the otherworld nearby gently wiped her tears with magic. “It’s natural, I want to say… but if I can see your happy face… I suppose. I am also happy.” Evia, holding Luna, who had been born, with Tatte-san beside her, had been showing more maternal smiles since giving birth. When happiness mixed with that, her beauty was even more striking.
“Um, well, if you say it so honestly… I get embarrassed. Lately, I’ve been so happy that I’m scared of the future.” Keiri, who was the most embarrassed, expressed her feelings directly, and I knew she was the most easily embarrassed. Her face, savoring joy and happiness, was mixed with shyness, showing a cuteness I rarely saw in her.
Ah, are these goddesses gathered here? Surely, even the goddesses of beauty from any world could not compete with them now. This is my prejudice, my subjectivity, my self-indulgence. But I can say with pride: “Let’s be happy.” Is this the right thing to say after “Beautiful”?
Don’t ask such a vulgar question.
My mind is so overwhelmed by their beauty that it’s about to overload and can only come up with these words.
“Yes.”
To Suella’s smile.
“Absolutely.”
To Memoria’s smile.
“Indeed!”
To Himik’s smile.
“Ah.”
To Evia’s smile.
“I understand.”
To Keiri’s smile.
I vow to them, I will not let these smiles fade.
I gently touch the engagement ring shining on the ring finger of my left hand.
It’s a ring crafted from the fragments of my partner, who shattered and now sleeps.
The fragments of my partner, who fought to the end, have transformed into an incredible material. This engagement ring, crafted from those fragments, has been personally blessed by the moon goddess Luina.
All of us, including myself, are wearing them on the ring finger of our left hands.
The combined masterpiece of designers and craftsmen from Earth and the otherworld.
They are the proof of our bond as we become a new family.
“Groom, Brides, it is time.”
Lost in their beauty and realizing my love for them, time passed in the blink of an eye.
In the end, we couldn’t have a proper conversation, but we’ll build that connection even more from now on.
Entrusting the children to Tatte.
We walk slowly down the wide path, side-by-side in a line.
It’s unusual to marry multiple women in a single wedding ceremony.
With me at the center, Suella, Memoria, and Keiri on my left.
Evia and Himik walked on my right.
The brides held bouquets in their hands, and a sword was handed to me by the planner.
It was a ceremonial sword.
Compared to my partner, it’s dull and so heavily decorated that it’s unsuitable for battle, but it’s a blessed sword made from fragments of my partner.
We arrive at a large door.
Beyond this door are many guests.
But for now, I quietly listen to one voice.
“Our world is now walking a path toward peace.”
The Demon Lord, Insigne Runallos.
My direct superior, and the King of the Empire, Ruziana Hanzibal, are here to attend this wedding, and are currently giving a pre-wedding speech.
“On this path to peace, I am overjoyed to welcome a day where our countries, Earth and Isalnarnda, can establish diplomatic relations.”
Isal, now renamed the joint state of the Empire and the Demon Lord’s Army, Isalnarnda, was a recent event two months ago.
The Demon Lord and the Emperor were crowned as the first dual monarchs.
“And I, Insigne Runallos, declare, wishing this land to be a place of eternal harmony. MAOCorporation, which connects our world and this world, shall change its name to AnotherWorldCompany, and I appoint Jiro Tanaka, a native of this world and the hero who saved our world, as its representative!”
And I was appointed president of the company responsible for connecting Earth and Isalnarnda.
“Today is the first step! A first step connecting us from the distant, distant past! Please bless them, those taking their very first step!”
At that moment, the door before us opens.
The aisle leading to the door.
Normally, only the bride walks there, but this is a wedding ceremony for interworld harmony.
I also take a step forward to walk alongside them.
“Jiro!! Congratulations!!”
“Kahkahkah! Congratulations, congratulations!!”
“Yes, truly so.”
“Indeed, I shall offer my blessings.”
“Hmph, well, I’ll say congratulations.”
My fellow generals.
“Senpai!! You look sharp!!”
“Tadashi, it’s our turn next.”
“That’s right, isn’t it? Shiik.”
“Yes, Miik.”
Juniors who followed along with this ridiculous senpai.
“Hyaahha! Congratulations, gozaru!!”
“Honestly! You’re something else! Congratulations! Jiro-san!!”
“Congratulations!!”
Friends I met through scouting.
“Sniffle, I’m crying. Be happy!”
“My sister crying, it’s a clear day today.”
“Of course!”
My parents who raised me.
“Suella, Suella!!!”
“*Sniffle, sniffle* Father, I, I can’t help but…”
“Suella!! You’re beautiful!”
“Keiri!!!”
“……”
“Oh my, you’re quite the crybaby.”
“Evia, you’ve grown up so splendidly.”
“Indeed.”
“Are you watching, Luna-sama, Yukiera-sama, Sachiera-sama? Your mother is truly beautiful.”
“Waaaoooooooooon!!”
My family who supported me.
“Jiro-san!! Congratulations!!”
My colleagues at work.
Besides them, so many other people are celebrating us.
Ah, truly, I’ve come to a place I, who was once in the past, could never have imagined.
As we walk down the aisle and ascend into the final staircase, a rugged sapling is mixed among the flowers decorating the altar.
A planter, where my partner has regenerated as a sapling of a steel tree and resides, is placed in the center, and before it, we line up and turn around.
Ah, we’ve come this far.
Suella, Memoria, Himik, Evia, Keiri.
I slowly draw the ceremonial sword from its scabbard.
And raise it high to the heavens.
“Heavens!! World!! Gods, witness this!! I swear here and now!! Jiro Tanaka shall stake this body! this soul! Everything! To love them and bring them happiness!!”
Along with this declaration, from Suella’s hand, from Memoria’s hand, from Himik’s hand, from Evia’s hand, from Keiri’s hand.
Colorful bouquets are thrown, petals scatter, and a congratulatory blizzard of flowers descends upon everyone present.
This is not the end.
It begins from here.
The corporate expansion into another world that started with a job change.
The final words of this story:
What changes yourself is your own will.
This was a long, truly long period of writing.
But I am filled with emotion.
With this, “Corporate Expansion from Another World!? Rise to Power Record from Job Change” concludes.
There are many things I haven’t done, but I will convey them in the afterword that will be released tomorrow.
For now, I can only express my gratitude for being able to complete this journey thanks to the support of all of you, our readers.
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