George groaned, he opened his eyes, seeing only blurry images. He yawned, feeling more energetic than before.

‘Huh, was that all a dream?’ He thought to himself.

He got up. He proceeded to get something from his fridge and eat it. Then he went to go take a shower before ready to work. After taking a shower, he would clean his teeth and try to make his hair neat and clean but fails all of the time. After that and wearing his clothes, he would take his suitcase and phone and head out to work.

That is what I would say if he did do those things, but no. Instead of getting up normally, he felt a tug all over his body. He blinked. He looked at where he is.

‘I’m inside a house…’ He thought to himself again. ‘I don’t live inside a house.’

He then proceeded to look down, as his eyesight began to clear he saw that he was tied up in a chair.

“Weird…” George murmured to himself. “Why is the rope so terribly tied?”

“H-hey!” A voice said. George looked at the source, which was in front of him, and saw a boy at least 13. He has a pan with him, ready to hit him.

-How he did not see the boy? I don’t know, George is very weird but also smart...I don't know where all that smarts went-

“Did you tie me up?” George asked. The kid slowly nodded. “Well, I can tell you one thing…it’s terrible”

George then proceeded to stand up as the rope was untied.

“Oh…” The boy replied. “Wait a minute. Who are you!?”

“Who am I? who are you kid?” George answered the question with a question.

“I’m not a Fucking kid!” The boy shouted while pouting adorably. George just sighed.

“Fine, my name’s George, George Hendle. Now, how ‘bout you kid?” George admitted defeat and answered.

“The name’s Grim.” Grim replied. “AND I’M NOT A KID”

George looked at the ‘kid’ with disbelief.

“Prove it.” George spoke. Grim sighed frustratingly before suddenly transforming into a tall knight. The armor was thick and heavy. The helmet had a mouth guard and one sliver in the helmet that served as the eye socket. Red eyes peeked through it. The horns of the helmet looked like that of a ram. The armor was also studded.

George was gobsmacked. Grim was definitely not a kid. He was at least 8 ft tall. He was surprised and amazed at the same time before realizing something.

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“Wait a minute. How can you do this again??” He asked. Grim transformed back to his kid form and explained.

“Well, basically, I’m a sorcerer.” Grim explained.

“Really?” Grim nodded.

“Oh, and basically I’m like a ‘god’ here.” Grim said, air-quoting the word god.

“Huh.” George said dumbly. “So, I’m a person, you’re a ‘god’ and that. Is an absolute waste of fucking milk tea.”

George pointed to the spilled cup of milk tea that was behind Grim.

“Oh, forgot about that.” Grim pointed out. “Now onto the bigger question! Why are you here??”

“To be honest, I don’t know myself...wait a minute. Why are you here??” George replied, feeling his hair before deflating due to it being messy again.

"This is my fucking house and you're trespassing!!" Grim exclaimed.

"Oh."

“Back to the topic. You don’t know?”

“Well, I think I saw a truck before I got here…”

“Wait…a truck?” Grim asked, George nodded. “Ok, I think it was the Isekai agency.”

“The what??”

“The isekai agency” Grim smiled.

-Adorable-

“There’s an agency for that?”

“Well, what do you expect? It’s where sorcerers make requests to bring a person from another world to their own. They mostly work with trucks.”

“Oh…” George took a second to comprehend that. “Can I get home?”

“Welllllllllllll” Grim elongated the word, clearly trying to find the right answer. “Yeah.”

“Great!” George exclaimed. “Now, how?”

“Well, I can make a portal to your home.”

“So, do it!” George was excited. He somehow ended up in someone else’s house. But now he could get home to end this Isekai mishap.

“Great, which universe do you live in?”

“Heh??” George asked, his excitement deflated and was surprisingly surprised.

“Which universe do you live in…y’know…”

“…I don’t know.”

“Great! Then I can’t help you!” Grim said, leaving George.

“Hey! Hey! I still need you!” George shouted. He grabbed Grim’s shoulder tightly. “Are there any more ways for me to go home?”

“Well, yeah…but you need to go to the isekai agency first.” Grim stated, before removing George’s grip on him and going to the supplies room, and getting a mop.

“Well can you get me there?” Grim suddenly froze in surprise. He then started sweating and rubbed his temples.

“W-w-well…I…I-I can’t!”

“Well, I know you can.” George folded his arms.

“Hehehe, no I don’t!” Grim scratched his back and laughed nervously.

“Bruh, you know it exists, you know what they do. Simply put, you’ve been there. And guessing by your sudden freeze…You got banned…” George inferred.

-Oh, that's where the smarts are-

“Okay! I admit it! I did get banned!” Grim replied angrily.

“So, what happened?”

“Well…let’s just say…what happens in Tiananmen square stays in Tiananmen square.” Grim replied.

“……..” George black screened. Grim then got to mop the spilled milk tea. It was quiet, George was still trying to comprehend what he said and all he could hear was the juice and his mop. But suddenly, he heard some sizzling. He looked behind George where the source was. He then saw that an ink line was forming a circle.

A summoning circle.

George then came back online.

“Okay, I’m not even going to ask what happened.” George said, putting a hand on the counter right next to him. He did not see the knife being there. “Ouch”

The palm of his hand is now bleeding. Grim heard George mutter something. He then got a paper towel next to the knife. Grim widened his eyes.

The paper towel was a contract. It was a demon summoning. He dropped the mop. George looked at him, raising an eyebrow. Then a second later, there was a loud sizzling behind George. That sizzling then came with a yellow mist. George turned around and saw the yellow mist. The mist covered the whole circle and it's surroundings. He backed away from it. He also saw a figure inside the mist, it looked feminine. After a few seconds, the sizzling and mist disappeared.

The figure then became clear.

A female demon.

“H-hello…” The female demon said shyly. George replied with a high-pitched scream.