Chapter 248: Mediator Oshiras Has a Stomachache

Chapter 248: Mediator Oshiras Has a Stomachache Mediator Oshiras Has a Stomachache

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The first part of the middle section of Arc 14 begins.

In a room on the third floor of the particularly large and grand building with light yellow walls and a triangular roof in the center of the town of Serelirin.

It’s a building simply called the “government office” by the town’s residents.

“Phew...”

In that room, there was a man leaning his weight on the back of his office chair, staring absentmindedly at the ceiling while exhaling deeply and carefully so as not to be perceived as a sigh.

The man, in his mid-thirties and in his prime, had a gentle and kind face, but his dark circles under his eyes and white hair were noticeable.

In a word, he was a haggard man.

His name was Oshiras.

“Ah, ow, ow, ow, ow...”

Oshiras hunched his back and this time groaned while holding his stomach with both hands where his intestines were.

While groaning, he glanced at his colleague sitting at the desk to his right.

His colleague on the left was off since yesterday, apparently suffering from severe abdominal pain.

So it was the one on the right.

“Hmm, hmm, I see, I see, hmm, hmm...”

The colleague on his right was frowning and desperately staring at documents.

“Ow, ow, ow...”

“Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm.”

It wasn’t a difficult document at all.

It wasn’t a document with such small letters that he had to bring his face so close to read it.

Simply put, his colleague on the right didn’t want to make eye contact with Oshiras.

It was a defensive action to avoid being dumped with a troublesome case, as Oshiras had been by his colleague on the left yesterday.

“...Phew...”

Dropping his shoulders dejectedly and exhaling deeply again, Oshiras reached for the right edge of his desk.

As if reflecting his serious personality, there was nothing unnecessary on his desk.

There, lined up with his writing utensils, was his favorite stomach medicine, sitting majestically.

The stomach medicine, which also contained magical pharmacological ingredients, was a high-grade product that worked well with just one tablet per dose.Th.ê most uptod/ate novels a/re published on n(0)velbj)n(.)c/o/m

He rolled about five tablets of it into his palm from the bottle and crunched them all at once.

He was clearly deviating from the proper usage and dosage.

Normally, it was a foolish act that he, a serious person, would never do.

However, he was so mentally cornered that he couldn’t help but do so, and his stomach was actually hurting.

“Migyaaa, migyaaa, migyaaa...”

From the Topopolock clock on the wall, a cute, deformed Topopolock doll popped out to tell the time.

“...It’s time.”

Oshiras crunched a few more stomach medicine tablets and slowly raised his heavy hips.

He stood up, straightened his light yellow robe-like official uniform by patting it, slowly walked to the entrance of the office, and put his hand on the doorknob.

...There, he glanced back once.

His colleagues quickly turned their faces away and averted their gaze from Oshiras.

“Pheeeeeew...”

It’s because the mediator who was originally assigned to this case somehow managed to escape.

It’s because even though they desperately requested support from the capital of the territory and the royal capital, they were completely scared and decided to ignore it.

It’s because the people Oshiras had considered excellent until now were surprisingly incompetent and irresponsible.

...And Oshiras.

In the end.

He was ridiculously foolish.

He was not good at getting things done.

He was serious, had a strong sense of responsibility, took on too much, and accepted it.

Despite complaining, he took pride in his job as a mediator.

Now, Oshiras.

The time for lamenting is over.

Even if you proceed slowly, slowly, the hallway in the government building is not that long.

Beyond the door in front of you... in the conference room.

Your job is waiting for you.

Come on, put your hand on the doorknob.

Turn it carefully and open the door quietly.

Waiting there are troublesome people who can easily twist your future plans.

However, before that.

They are people who need your mediation, who need your help.

You will help them.

You don’t need to worry about grandiose things like the future of the country.

Those who should truly worry about that have run away.

To hell with such things.

You will do your best to fulfill your duties.

That’s good enough.

Fulfill your duties.

Uphold... justice!

With determination, Oshiras opened the door to the conference room!

What jumped into his sight...

It was!!

“Hey, you old hag! Don’t cling to Emi like that! You’ll pass on your lack of common sense to her!”

A man in golden armor making a racket with clattering sounds, pinning a slender woman’s arms behind her back!

“Huh? You’ve gotten so high and mighty to order me around? And ‘old hag’? Watch your mouth, boy. I’ll kill you.”

And the woman, despite being restrained, completely ignoring it and patting the head of the black-haired, black-eyed girl sitting in front of her!

“............”

And the black-haired, black-eyed girl wearing an ominous rocky black outfit, silently continuing to eat the mountain of “Mekena Sandwiches” piled up in front of her for some reason, without showing any sign of minding the commotion behind her!

It was the sight of a couple, who seemed out of place compared to the three aforementioned people, looking at the commotion from a distance with fear!

“........................”

Faced with the noisy and chaotic state of the room that he had never anticipated, Oshiras... quietly closed the door he had opened once again.