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~ - 37. Tipsy Return Home

37. Tipsy Return Home

After drinking with Aihara at the izakaya, even though our way home was the same until a certain point, we couldn’t teleport back using “Dimensional Transfer,” so we took the train home together. Aihara got off at the station before mine, and I got off at my usual station.

It was uncomfortable to be encouraged by the misunderstanding from Aihara, but aside from that, it was quite enjoyable to drink together after a long time. By the way, we split the bill.

Feeling the pleasant night breeze on my flushed face, I arrived at my apartment, taking the key from the ‘Storage’ and entering the elevator.

After a while, the elevator opened, and a few meters away, I saw the door of my apartment. Standing there was a silver-haired girl, who seemed out of place for an ordinary apartment building — wait, is that Isezaki-san!?

“Eh!? Isezaki-san!?”

“Oh, sir! Good evening.”

Smiling, Isezaki-san ran up to me. My heart skipped a beat, thinking I might have forgotten some promise, but I had no memory of that. However, I sobered up instantly.

It was ten o’clock at night. Isezaki-san had never waited for me in front of my house before.

“Why are you here at this hour? Did I forget some kind of promise or…?”

“No, there’s nothing like that. I just had something I was curious about and wanted to ask you, so I waited.”

“Curious about something? Well, if you had contacted me through my phone — oh.”

Come to think of it, my smartphone was also in the ‘Storage.’ Radio waves couldn’t reach inside the alternate space. Apologizing for that, Isezaki-san seemed rather apologetic.

“You don’t have to worry about it at all, sir. I just wanted to know your magical power as soon as possible. It’s my selfishness.”

Magical power… Ah, right. Indeed, it was Isezaki-san’s suggestion, and it was natural for her to be concerned.

But I had been considerate enough. I should have said something when leaving the riverbank. This is being socially irresponsible, even though I’m unemployed.

“Still, I’m really sorry for keeping you waiting. Let’s at least go inside and have some tea…”

As I inserted the key into the keyhole, Isezaki-san, standing next to me, suddenly leaned against me.

“Oh? Is this… Oh, sir? Oh?”

“Um, what’s wrong?”

“By any chance… were you with someone else until just now?”

“Yeah, you noticed. I ran into a former colleague today and ended up drinking at the izakaya after a long time.”

Though I was completely sober now, I wondered if I still smelled of alcohol. I tried to gently move away from Isezaki-san, but she leaned in even closer.

*Sniff sniff sniff…* “Oh, um, sir? I hope you don’t mind me asking, but could it be… the per-person you were with… was a wo-woman…?”

“W-Well, yeah, but…”

“I-I see… Oh…”

Though I was curious about Isezaki-san, who was trembling as she asked, I couldn’t help but laugh at the unexpectedness of the question.

“Haha, no way. She’s just a junior.”

“R-Really?”

Confirming, Isezaki-san still seemed concerned. But I’ve never even considered being involved with her. And the desire to date or marry someone doesn’t exist in me anymore.

There are no more parents nagging about marriage or grandchildren, and after going through student life, I’ve lost interest in such things.

“Yeah, it’s true. Shall we go inside?”

As I gave a clear answer, Isezaki-san stared at me with moist eyes.

“If that’s what you say, sir, I believe you… but please tell me more later?”

She pouted as if sulking.

Perhaps she felt like her brother was being taken away. If so, Isezaki-san’s feelings made me feel guilty, but also a little happy.

So I guided Isezaki-san to my home and explained about my magical power to her while drinking coffee in the dining kitchen.

It seems that my magical power is extraordinary compared to the common sense of the other world. Moreover, magical power can increase further with effort, so regardless of the future prospects, Isezaki-san insisted that I am amazing.

When using magic, it is necessary to consider the fuel consumption of magical power, but even just not having to consider that gives a considerable advantage to the practitioner.

In the first place, magic that allows traveling back and forth between worlds should consume considerable magical power, so I should have noticed the abundance of magical power just from that, for which Isezaki-san apologized.

After we finished talking about magic, she kept asking about Aihara incessantly.

She also asked about her appearance, so I showed her the photos on my smartphone. However, I can’t forget the stern expression on Isezaki-san’s face when she looked at them.

Though there were no other options, it seems that the photo of Aihara being overly familiar with me by clinging to my arm didn’t sit well with her.

Perhaps because of that misunderstanding, by the time she finally believed that Aihara was just a junior, it was almost midnight. When I sent Isezaki-san back home, even the landlady had an unusually bewildered look on her face.