Magical Comprehensive Travel

Emi's job is a contract member of a specialized telemarketing operator.

On a commercial street about a 10-minute walk from the east gate of Shinjuku Station, the office of the related company building of Dokodemo, a major mobile phone company, belongs to the department that mainly handles opinions and talks with customers.

Even as a telephone operator, the field of connection handling of opinions seems to be a field with very few people. This is the first job Emi got in this world, and she has done it until now.

Because it is an understaffed profession, she is very up-to-date, and Emi, who is heavy and calm and has a sweet voice, is a cherished existence in the workplace.

And Emi has the ability to master all the languages ​​of this world. A telepathic ability of the brain to understand the concept of a language that has never been heard before, even if it suddenly appears. If you answer like this with the concept here, the other party will understand. From the point of view of others, whether it is English, French, Korean, or Chinese can be fluently spoken.

Emi went to work, changed into the uniform of a gray vest, tight skirt, and a shirt with a ribbon design in the cloakroom, set the attendance code to "attendance", and sat in the assigned seat. Because it is not that regular employees do not have their own desks, but because they are understaffed occupations, they generally sit in the same area of ​​the office.

Emi put on the headset again and transferred the call.

"You Zuo?"

"Huh? Ah, yes."

It is not forbidden to answer in Japanese.

It was an indistinct man's voice. Although the man's voice repeating Emi's name was only two words, it must have been a Japanese concept.

"I-I'm Yuzuo..."

"Yuzu... huh. He's already fully integrated with the Japanese. Brave Emilia."

Emi was taken aback, and she didn't want to make her next colleague——Rika feel uneasy, and her throat couldn't help trembling.

"Who is it please?"

"Those who know heroes and demon kings. And those who try to destroy you."

It wasn't the voice Emi remembered.

"That is to say, the repeated visits last night..."

"It's beyond expectations that the hero and the demon king join hands to start a common front."

"Even if it is consistent, it is not the result of the original intention."

"Heh, hehe, heh, well, that's probably it. It's not wrong to think I'm an Assassin from Ender Isla anyway. Just a little greeting last night. Remember!"

It was difficult to estimate who the other party was and could not answer casually, the man on the other end of the phone said something ridiculous.

"To obliterate the demon king Satan and the hero Emilia who have passed through another world, this is my mission and Ender Isla's will."

"What!" The sudden words made Emi unable to hide her surprise.

Why did Ender Isla, who took back the world with human power and should have brought back peace, destroy himself?

"Me, me too, it's hard to answer without reviewing the status quo..."

"Ha, ha... Are you reviewing the current situation? Are you going to review the current situation where the hero and the Demon King are together and escape with their tails between their tails due to some sort of attack? I'm very interested."

It was a greedy voice roaring from the depths of the pitch-black darkness. Emi felt it. This is the devil. Immediately calm down your head and restore yourself as a hero.

Emilia Justina replied resolutely: "There shouldn't be any other Four Heavenly Kings except Alcheier. Who are you from the Demon World?"

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone. Seeing this, Emi continued: "What Ender Isla's will is just trying to shake me, it won't work. I don't want to hear the voice of the demon world."

"Is that so? It's a pity I can't make you believe it. Anyway, it's just recently." Unexpectedly, the other party hung up the phone casually.

Emi took a deep breath and took off her earphones.

Rika, who was next to her, didn't know what Emi said or what type of call she received, and felt a little baffled. Emi said this to Rika. "There are really all kinds of people in the world."

Although Lixiang was a little confused, she still felt that it was better not to pursue it.

So it was time for lunch break. Emi responded with a smile on purpose to Rika who had a somewhat puzzled expression on her face. "Sorry. What's next? Go to dinner? The bank is crowded at this time anyway."

"Yeah... Emi just said that."

Going to the cloakroom, she put her cell phone, passbook, and seal in the small bag. Just as she was about to go out, Emi's cell phone vibrated.

The heart could not help beating wildly. Although pretending to be domineering, the phone call from the person who had just been fascinated still cast a shadow on Emilia's life in Japan.

"Telephone?"

"Yep……"

Looking at the screen of the incoming call, it is the number of the landline that I do not know. It was from Kyoto.

"Don't take it?"

"There's a . . . very nasty premonition."

The phone continued to ring. Just take it.

"Hey, who is that?"

"Hey, is that Miss Emi Yuzao's phone?"

Emi's tension eased slightly. Different from the voice just now, it was the voice of a middle-aged man who sounded very kind.

"Yes, yes. Who are you, please."

"I'm so sorry when I'm busy, I'm from the Yoyogi Police Station."

"what?"

………………

Emi's forehead was carved with deep wrinkles like a carving knife.

As if she could see the unpleasant aura with the naked eye, Emi's attitude even made the policewoman at the reception at the front gate of Yoyogi Police Station take a step back.

"It's been a long wait." Soon a uniformed policeman appeared in the reception room and nodded to Emi.

Unfortunately, for the current Emi, there is no time to answer this psychologically.

"Excuse me for a trip. This is also a preliminary procedure."

"what?"

"Well, to confirm the ID card, rude... Okay. Next, write the address and name on this document, and then stamp it here..."

Why am I bringing my insurance certificate and stamp today? It should not be used except for cash cards in the bank.

Signed with a pen that almost shredded the document, as if to crush the ink pad that was taken out, turned the seal, stamped it with a penetrating momentum, and even placed it on the table.

I don't know if I understand what Emi is thinking, but even though she is a little uneasy about Emi's appearance, the police always greet kind citizens with a smile.

"Okay, then the identity guarantee procedure is complete. Mr. Mu Hantian and Mr. Ashiya are waiting in another room and can go back together. If you know anything, you may need to ask some questions."

"We're not going back together!" Emi retorted to the police's words.

At the entrance of the police station, Mu Hantian and Ashiya stood as if nothing had happened.

"Why...why, I...I want it." Emi trembled angrily.

"Why, as a hero, I have to be the identity guarantor of the Demon King faction!"

"Idiot! It's too loud!"

The people around looked at them with ambiguous smiles, and Mu Hantian pushed Hui Mei outside the police station.

"Isn't there anything I can do? You are the only one who can help. There is no way for Ellen and Sakuya to guarantee."

As if she was about to say something, Emi scratched her head wildly. "Where did you know my number! Did you peek at my phone last night!"

"What are you thinking about! Weren't we forced to write down our phone numbers when we were taken to the police station?"

"That means, do you usually have to name me?"

"I said there's no one else. Because we don't have friends, there's nothing we can do. And didn't we let you live last night?"

Emi tore off the ribbon of her uniform, hugged her head, and said, "Be careful! I received a threatening call today while I was working! The one being targeted is the Demon King! You too! Be careful as much as possible!"

"What did you say?"

Huimei didn't care about Mu Hantian who asked back, she put her hands on her hips, raised her chest, and stretched out her index finger.

"I warned you! But don't forget! It was me, the hero, who defeated the Demon Lord and led Ander Isla to peace!"

"I accept your intention, but please don't forget the reality that is in front of the public now!"

Feeling the cold gaze of the police officer and the visitor, Emi instantly turned red from her neck to the base of her ears.

"Anyway, be careful! I just wanted to say this!"

"Thanks for the advice..."

Regardless of Mu Hantian's listless answer, Emi waved her small handbag and walked away like a meteor.

"Me, and that guy. Both sides were targeted? Besides, there was a phone call. Who could it be?" Mu Hantian touched his chin and began to think.