Bijo to Kenja to Majin no Ken

I have tingling, tingling and a small, stabbing pain in my cheek.

Again - I opened my eyes with thin eyes.

Against expectations, the surroundings are bright. I also feel comfortable sunshine on my body.

I felt the irritation on my cheeks the same as I did when I fell into the 'Narrow of the World and the World', but obviously not the same experience I had then.

What jumped into my sight, in a nutshell, was a “meadow” that seemed pleasant.

Apparently, the windy grass was stroking my cheek a little irritating.

Earlier stimuli were not meant to be the reappearance of the old man - who had named him 'The Apostle of Clancy'.

I stood up and looked around.

Within sight, there seems to be no sign of anything that moves noticeably. Additionally, I don't see a scene where people exist, like a city or a house.

Apparently, this doesn't make me feel like I woke up from a dream.

My five senses were clear even when I was in dialogue with the old man in the first place in a remote place.

Both the desire to deny the unreality that now spreads in front of me as “unlikely” and the feeling that on the other hand there is nothing I can do to deny it, a certain kind of giving up, intervene in me.

Problem is, I'm gonna stand here in this place, and if I hang around denying what's in front of me, nothing's gonna start.

That's why I need to accept this unreality as honestly as possible and think hard about what I have to do myself.

Around me, it was a "pleasant space” that I had never seen before.

The sun shines, the wind blows, the grass shakes...

It's not like it's a one-sided lawn, but the meadow is going to run everywhere if you're a kid.

There are irregularities (nappies) in mountains and hills, but the scene is soft for the amount of rock skin not exposed anywhere.

I watched the streets, and now I'm going to check my body.

There is a salaried man in a familiar suit, roughly unlike the original of nature.

- I have no choice. For once, I was home from work.

Not to make anyone listen, but with that excuse, I paid for the dust (dust) on my body.

Overall, I've been brought to a place I've never been before.

The question is whether this is a “different world” from the one I was in. The art of making sure...

Well, I've been thinking back, looking at my hands, thinking "status."

I didn't even teach him how to do it, but if I were to believe that old man's story, I would have gained the ability (or ability) to order it. And if that ability is to be expressed, no matter what you think, you will have been shipwrecked by a different world (fantasy).

Then something like a translucent window appeared in front of me against that trial and error. There are many letters and numbers lined up there.

It was easy to understand and beat me to the reality of falling out of the other world.

[Name]

Kei Yanagawa

[Age]

Twenty-one.

[Class]

Ordinary (Nobis)

[Level]

1 (00)

[Status]

HP: 144/150

SP: 32/32

Muscle Strength: 45 (06)

Endurance: 42 (04)

Mental Strength: 93 (83)

Magic Power: 64 (22)

Agility: 35 (01)

Dexterity: 39 (94)

Dodge: 24 (12)

Fortune: 8 (00)

Attack: 45 (+0)

Defense: 44 (+2)

[Attributes]

None

[skills]

Status (all subjects), Appraisal , Body Surgery 1, Negotiation 2, Mental Tolerance 7, Sleep Tolerance 4, Pain Tolerance 2, Disease Tolerance 2, Automatic Health Recovery 4, Automatic State Recovery 1, Florence Language

[Title]

Clancy's Apostle, Gentile, Livestock

[Equipment]

Suit (+2 Defense)

[Status]

Clancy's Constraint LV99

I was disappointed that the letter that came out in front of me was something I could read...

First of all, the name is good. I am carefully swinging to Rubi.

Other than that, it's full of scratches.

First of all, age.

If you were sure of my memory, you would have almost celebrated my twenty-eighth birthday. My memory has been clear since I left college, and is this just mislabeled -?

Next is a group of numerical values (parameters) that are considered to be uneven. No matter where you look from, it just looks like a game or something.

Especially when it comes to offense and defense. Fighting should only have occurred in the original world for humans with limited circumstances, but could there be a situation in this world where we would normally fight -?

My mental skills are strangely high, and I am naturally concerned that I have increased my magic powers that I have never used. I don't know what each bracketed (cuckoo) writing meant, and it seemed to be quantified up to the fortunes that were supposed to be ambiguous. Besides, it makes me cry that it is a very low number.

Does the "status" of a skill have a star marked as mastered or special? Maybe that's what's happening because of the old man's abilities.

It just has a "status" as well as a star where it says "appraisal". They both seem to have similar abilities, but I also think they are different from what the old man (grandfather) said about "there is one ability to give" -?

I don't really want to touch on the title. When did you become a messenger to Clancy and the others? We also need the scratch, but there's not much "company animal" calling until we fall into the other world.

"Clancy's Constraint LV99" in the state would be what that old man (grandpa) said.

I tried to think back to what happened in The World and the Narrow World.

- Nothing in particular happens.

Next I tried the word 'apostle of Clancy', which the old man (grandfather) named.

――――

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I'm going to try to put it in my mouth completely myself, but my mouth isn't moving, and my voice isn't out at all.

This is awesome...

Again this time he tried to speak the term 'narrow space between the world and the world'.

Again, there was no voice at all.

Next, try the phrase "I come from another world".

Of course I didn't have a voice, but now I got a headache running.

Maybe I took a sweet look at "Clancy's Constraint LV99". 'Constraints' are working reliably. It looks like you should avoid inadvertent things.

But now I can no longer name myself as someone from another world in this world.

Normally, it's not something I particularly care about, but when I think about it carefully, I see what that means.

If this is truly a different world, then I will not know the common sense of this world. Of course there is no great problem if the common sense of this world is not significantly different from the original world.

But the difference between the two worlds, the more sense it must have made to ask someone for help in the name of coming from different worlds. However, the existence of 'constraints' has erased the method.

Well, we haven't even figured out if there's a proper human being in this world yet, but I'd like to avoid it if there's ever going to be fewer means available now.

When I finished checking my status, I decided to walk around. Of course each time I didn't forget to check the state (status) of the grass and soil.

And after an hour or two, I found out a few things.

First of all, grasshoppers are almost a breed I've never seen in the original world. Therefore, when the parameters are displayed one by one (tickle), the numerical values that appear are hardly comprehensible in themselves and do not make sense.

Nevertheless, what makes state (status) confirmation meaningful is that information such as "edible" or "non-edible (cannot be covered)" can be obtained along with the figures.

In exchange for that, the state of the soil (status) makes no sense. It just appears to be "red soil," and you don't get much information.

If you gaze and quantify to one of the most stone places, it floats from stone weight to size and volume, but now it was not a situation (situation) to make use of it.

When I gather "edible" plants quickly, I taste them one by one as I walk. Large plants tasted cruel, even though it said "edible". The only nut that tastes pretty good is the "egora nut". Even though it's just one type, I find it addressed to what I eat, and I get a little relief (mostly) sigh (sigh).

The next thing I know is that there is a beautiful river and waterfront about a ten minute walk away. After further examination of the water condition (status), it was properly "drinkable". Even in the sense of connecting lives, this really helps.

What appeased me further was that there were fish (a variety I had never seen though) and crabs (seemingly) in the river. When I did poorly, I also felt the fear that there would be no creatures in this world, but what is alive for the price seems normal.

Of course, fish and crayfish were "edible (can be tarnished)," but now they have no means to start a fire, so they have to eat raw when they try to eat. Exactly, raw food is a means I don't want to pick, given my physical condition after that. If I hadn't found "egora fruit," I would have had to ignore my physical condition and try raw food...

When I finished securing the food for the moment, I began to move to secure the bedding. Because the third thing I found out was that at least to some extent I walked around, I wasn't in an atmosphere where people were likely to be.

Of course, I have no experience in my life, such as Nojuku.

I just don't know how long it will take for the sun to fall in this world, so I decided to cut it off and prepare it early.

In less than an hour, a fine bunk can be made for a wild lodge. It's just a thick layer of grass that makes a frame out of wood and solidifies its irregularities (decomposition) with some soil, which seems to be pleasant to the touch. However, thanks to the good grass collection, the cushion is very good. If it's about a night or two at all, it looks fine.

- But at this time, I may have been looking at the situation I was placed in a little sweet way.

For Nojuku, I had not been able to foresee that I would take care of a fine bedroom for a few days, not one night or two.