The Neighborhood High School Girl, Miss Isezaki, Is the Great Saintess Returned from Another World~ And I, Suddenly Awakened as Her Exclusive Mana Supply Uncle, Travel Between Earth and Another World with Time-Space Magic~ - 119. Can I Do This?

119. Can I Do This?

The day after returning from the other world.

I indulged in laziness until noon, only washing my face lightly, still in my home clothes, before teleporting to the other world using “Dimensional Transfer.”

The destination was the guest room of the castle where I stayed yesterday.

It’s probably around midday here. From the window of the castle, situated on a hill, I could see the usual sight of the bustling frontline city of Grandain, a mix of liveliness and commotion.

There’s no sense of the tense atmosphere of the Digram territory attacking, though. Perhaps it’s because the information hasn’t reached the residents yet, but it’s also a region where skirmishes have been ongoing indefinitely. Even if the invasion escalates, the town’s appearance might not change much.

After observing the outside for a while, I looked around the guest room.

“I wonder where that note is…”

Muttering to myself in the empty room, I noticed a piece of paper placed on the desk against the wall. It seemed to be this.

This paper was adopted as the method of communication after discussions with Holly and others.

According to Holly, it would take at least a week to prepare materials and personnel. So, for now, I and Isezaki-san returned to Japan, where we couldn’t be contacted, and three times as much time passed in the other world.

Therefore, if there were any communication matters, they would write them on the paper and leave them in the guest room. I planned to check it frequently.

And on the paper placed on the desk this time, for some reason, it was written in readable characters from the other world: “Progress is going smoothly.” That meant preparations were not yet complete, it seemed.

I quickly wrote a sign as a marker reading “Matsunaga” with a ballpoint pen and decided to return to Japan promptly.

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Back in Japan, after finishing a late breakfast, I took out manga magazines I bought at the mall yesterday from the “Storage Storage.”

I plan to stay home as much as possible today. It was tough until yesterday, and I intend to recover both physically and mentally as a 30-year-old man.

In the back of my mind, I can’t help but wonder if it’s okay to do something like this, knowing that I’ll be involved in a job that affects the fate of a town in the other world. However, in a few days, I’ll inevitably become busy again. It’s better to relax now and recharge my spirits.

And if I’m going to relax anyway, I can spend more time in the other world, but the life in Japan is still irreplaceable. There’s no TV, internet, or multifunctional toilet in the other world, after all.

While resting my elbows on the table and flipping through the manga magazine for a while, I noticed that the dimensional space was still floating. It seems I forgot to erase it because I was in a hurry to read the continuation of the manga.

Stopping my fingers from flipping through the manga magazine, I tried to erase the floating dimensional space—then, I suddenly remembered my conversation with Holly.

“Normally, the dimensional space that appears during ‘Storage Storage’ does not interfere with anything else and appears as a black mist. I’ve never seen or heard of dimensional spaces like Mr. Matsunaga’s, which can be freely manipulated by one’s own will, change shape, or obstruct other objects,” asked Holly again about the dimensional space of ‘Storage Storage’ after the discussion about material transportation. By the way, Isezaki-san, who was listening with me, puffed out her chest even more proudly than I did, saying, “As expected of you, sir!”

With that said, it was judged by people other than Isezaki-san, whose criteria were a bit lenient, that my dimensional space was slightly different from the ordinary ‘Storage Storage’ dimensional space.

The dimensional barrier can repel the giant footsteps of the Earth Dragon, and the dimensional thread can entangle even Holly’s swift movements.

This is quite something. But isn’t there another way to use it? Looking at the dimensional space darker than the darkness in front of me, I suddenly thought of that.

Both the dimensional barrier and the dimensional thread were things I came up with on the spot, but it wouldn’t hurt to increase the repertoire now.

So, I immediately spoke in front of the dimensional space. It’s easier to imagine while speaking.

“Well then… Dimensional Bullet.”

I decided to name it Dimensional Bullet. Along with my voice, the dimensional thread compressed and transformed into a material with a sharp tip about the size of my index finger. It looked just like a black rifle bullet.

I opened the window while floating the dimensional bullet in front of me and threw the manga magazine placed on the table towards it.

The manga magazine, which floated up to near the ceiling, fell straight down as it was in free fall.

I aimed the dimensional bullet straight at the manga magazine falling in front of me.

The manga magazine falling in front of my eyes, the dimensional bullet advancing towards it. But—

“Ah, no… it didn’t work.”

My assumption was that the dimensional bullet would penetrate the manga magazine with a bang! However, the dimensional bullet was too slow.

Despite trying several times afterward, no matter how much I imagined it, I couldn’t shoot the dimensional bullet at bullet-like speed.

I thought that if I could shoot something like a bullet, it might become a means of legitimate defense for the future, but it seems like the discussion won’t go smoothly.

However, I won’t be discouraged. This time, I happened to spot a mosquito flying out of season in the corner of my vision, so I decided to try it.

“Next, let’s try… Dimensional Net.”

I directed a thin dimensional thread towards the flying mosquito, making it into a net like a bug-catching net as much as possible.

Perhaps because there was no wind or sound, the mosquito was completely unaware. I put it directly into the dimensional net, wrapped it up, and changed it into a spherical shape. The mosquito couldn’t escape anymore.

After moving the dimensional net outside the window and releasing it, the mosquito released from the dimensional net flew away somewhere. Alright, alright, it seems like this one has a use.

Now, what should I try next? … How about a dimensional rod—

And so, forgetting even to read the manga magazine, I continued to experiment with dimensional space tirelessly, trying this and that.