Tomiko and the others came back then.
"Director, what's wrong?"
"Looks like he's a bit shocked."
Tomiko and the others acted as our guide in place of the director who went back to his room due to feeling unwell.
The director seemed to be the only one peculiar, the others staff members were all common people such as old factory workers and exhausted middle-aged male engineers.
"--Do we want to go back to our former world?"
My question seemed to be unexpected, the people who were having a welcoming party in the dining room fell silent.
"Don't even joke about it."
"Right. I was asked the same question when I first came here, no way I'm going back to that world."
"Here, the meals are delicious, I can live in luxury, I have a house, a private car and above all, a job."
"I haven't got a bride yet, but the thought of leaving a world where beautiful diligent maids, elves whom I haven't seen yet, and girls with cat ears exist doesn't even cross my mind."
Apparently, the Weasel Empire asks the people they summoned about their will at the time of the summoning.
Most of the people here seem to be happy about their treatment, they don't seem to want to go back.
"Isn't it better to ask that question to the people who fell into the slum?"
According to a middle-aged engineer, young people who didn't have the required technical skills and ideas, and refused to even do chores are prowling around in the slum by relying on distributed food.
It seems many of the Japanese people who left this place couldn't adapt to the city life and picked that course.
"Those guys are only wallowing in self-pity, you'd be better off not getting involved with them you know?"
They told me that, but I decided to check it with my own eyes.