Isekai Taneuma

I have a story about Wall Street jokes. An American businessman visited a fishing village in Costa Rica. When he peeked into the village's best fisherman's ship, there were many large tunas caught there.

"Wow! How long does it take to fish like this?

"Oh, just a little bit."

The fisherman was good at it. He just got up before sunrise, rowed the boat, sailed off the coast, and hung the fishing line just for a moment until dawn.

"What else do you do for the rest of your time?

"I'll sleep twice when I get home and wake up after noon. Eat dinner with the kids, get ready for tomorrow's fishing, take a nap with your wife, and play the guitar with your friends in one hand at night with wine. I'm busy every day."

The businessman smiled.

"What a waste. With this kind of skill, business opportunities are rolling. You'd better work longer."

Really?

"Ah! And save up some money, buy a big ship, advertise the web, hire people, and increase your catch. Instead of selling fish to middlemen, you should bring them directly to the processor. And slowly build your own factory. Instead of wholesaling the workmanship locally, you can earn more if you sell it directly to a big city like New York. I'm sure it'll work. I can help you with anything."

"How long does that take?

"Yeah, 15 to 20 years."

The fisherman shakes his head.

I'm not kidding! If you work that hard, you'll die!

Businessmen eat down.

"Hey, it's just a little bit of a long life. If you just put up with it, a rosy life awaits."

"... really?

"Ah, when the time comes, you can list it and sell your company's shares. Then you're a billionaire."

So?

"Why don't you retire with the money you sold and play and live? Sleep late every day, fish freely, have fun with the kids, take a nap with your wife, play the guitar with your wine in one hand at night, and party with your friends at home. What a great day."

"How is that different now?

Strange and overcapitalist, Wall Street businessmen dream of living in the countryside. As I look at the fishing village landscape on YouTube, I envy them, and I want to live like that. Yet they somehow look down on fishermen and think that their way is better.

On the contrary, fishermen are fishermen, and they hate it when people who live in cities (businessmen) do it well. They earn many times their annual income simply by clinging to their desks without much physical labor. Always surrounded by the sophisticated culture of the city, I wonder if he's enjoying nonsense jokes like eating people and life like American home drama.

Of course, it's both wrong. Most urban dwellers do not live a sophisticated life, and it is in Mt. Seki that they endure harsh working hours with supermarket vegetables. And there is no easy fisherman in the fishing village that they envy, just a man with a lack of daughter-in-law and a precarious income.

In fact, even in Wall Street jokes, fishermen say, "It's hard and busy every day."

We can feel our misfortune, but we cannot feel the misfortune of others. Fishermen's lives may seem happy for businessmen, but not for fishermen. Fishermen are troubled by fishermen. No matter how easy it may seem, it is unhappy to think that he is unhappy.

Only you know what is unhappy and what is happy. In this way, the subtleties of the senses that only you know are called qualia in psychological terms.

For example, if we look at the same red balloon, we don't actually see the same thing. Because the red I'm looking at and the red you're looking at may not be the same, so you don't know the misfortunes of others.

If you're going to do that, think of color blindness. They don't see any particular color and only feel the difference between gray and pale. It's hard to imagine what it feels like, but at least it's obviously different from the red you're looking at.

The color we see in red may actually look different, so that each person's misfortunes look different.

However, we cannot express the red in words, so we cannot confirm it. You'll never know what color red is to you unless I'm you.

Where it gets stuck.....

We're supposed to live on the same planet, see the same things, feel the same wind, but we might actually be living in a completely different world. Because we can only see the world once through the brain, the way the brain processes it changes the way it looks at the world.

The world I'm looking at is only visible to me, not to the world you're looking at. In other words, this feeling of "I" that I now feel is Qualia itself. This flesh is just a container of qualia, and when the flesh decays, only qualia remains.

What if I could put that quality on someone else's body?

Humanity has yet to find a way to do it, but perhaps it would be easier to live a completely different life than it is now, if only we knew how to do it.

A huge shadow passed to block the moonlight.

As if they were laughing at humans who had to suck their fingers and look up, every time they whirled over the sky, several tornado winds rose in the lower realm. The knights looked up at the sky in disgust as they fled. Its bat-like feathers were so small that they were disproportionately small to support the giant body that they felt as if they were being seen in a deceptive painting.

"GiIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!"

A strange roar of monsters echoes around. A sharp nerve-disturbing chill ran through my spine, as if I was being caught in the back of Kenshan. Rather than wandering around with pain, it was a very difficult feeling to describe, like your body would bend screws in an uncomfortable way. The knights were desperate to close their ears.

I wonder where such a voice comes from. At the tip of his neck, which stretches like a snake, sharp teeth like rodents shine. There were no black eyes in the large eyes, which accounted for half of the face, and around those eyes there were tightly lined up multiple eyes, like bogs, which were opened and closed periodically, as if they were breathing.

An elongated body like a lizard is covered with dragon-like stiff scales, with sharp nails stretching to the tip of the short arm, and a soft tail like a muzzle swinging to the left and right, making a buzzing noise and a shock wave flew.

Beast Jabberwock....

Its cod appearance, which ridicules evolutionary theory, deserves the name of the beast to be seen.

"Gyah!

After several turns, one of the knights, who was preying on the long tail of the beast, pounded and fell. Rather than rolling, it felt like it would blow up, and the knight who was hit by the wall was still desperate, and the body disappeared as a rubble of light.

If you take a direct hit, even knights with high hit points can be killed. The next time it's your turn, the upset party starts to giggle.

They were part of a beginner's party whose level was too low to challenge the Raid Boss. Today, the whole server was a festival, so I couldn't miss it and came to this place.

But it was a mistake. At the stage when Tank's Knight was killed, the party had to abandon the Beast Crusade. Someone screams "withdraw". But the Magic Beast attack flew relentlessly. They didn't try to avoid it, they just gave up and accepted it face to face without asking me to make it easy.

And at that time, a groaning voice echoed around as if to control it.

"Don't give up, people! Enemy movements are monotonous, so there's no need to hit them!

A row of hats returned to me in that voice.

Looking back behind them stood a blonde elf warrior in pure white armor. The magic sword Fielbow is the only legendary unique weapon in possession of a single wave of servers. The sword glowed lightly with phosphorescence, as if showing its sharpness.

The cape on the back has a dancing (finally) penguin embroidery. It was an indication that he was a member of the most powerful alliance in the server, the Desolating Penguins. Above her, the magnificent crown icon, meaning the highest rank, and the string "† Jeanne Dark †" shined brightly.

"Mr. Jeanne! - Kida! Shield!" "Main shield!" "Now we win!

Together they breathe back in the appearance of Jeanne. The expression that had sinked into despair just now shines brightly. She jumps out in front of such a party member.

"I'll take care of this! Protection!"

As she screamed, a thin shield of light unfolded in front, perfectly reflecting Jabberwock's attack. A party that could not have been a monster attack made his eyes black and white.

"Awesome..." "We can't do this." "Magic paw."

"Hey! How long have you been standing there? Remember to retreat, Cass."

A frustrating voice came from behind the players who stood up and watched Jeanne's bravery. Young people... found faces that didn't try to hide the discomfort of the dejanero birds, and they were even more colorful.

"Ah, you! Dejanero Asuka!?" The Great Sage Asuka! The most powerful wizard on the server! - Stupid! Asuko-san is 40 years old and promoted to the Great Magic!? - Are you serious, 40 years old?

The bird pulls its cheeks.

"Who's a virgin, who's a virgin! Just shut up and work! You're here to crush the Beast, aren't you?

"" "Yes!

"The answer was only a few moments ago. I don't want to... you guys? Don't let him squeeze you. Spread it out and hit it. If it's stuck in one place, it's all gone."

"" "Ok!

Players scattered around at the behest of birds. The knight of the tank who died from the Jabberwock attack just now is wandering around, feeling sorry for himself.

"Do you understand? Reservation"

Suddenly, a gentle light pours down on such a spirit. The knight looks back in surprise as he immediately recovers the flesh he has just lost.

"Ah, you! The most powerful vampire app in the game, 'Sofia of Burning Eyes'!!

When Sofia finished her resurrection magic without moving her eyebrows, she ignored the excited and thankful knight and walked technically to the front line. I think I'm mistaken for being too defenseless, but I'm in the middle of a deadly battle with the mightiest Raid Boss. Sophia is also experiencing a bashful attack. But she was fine because she was literally the most powerful healer, and her healing speed exceeded the enemy's attack speed.

Sofia is lined up next to Jeanne, who has been under the rush of the Beast all by herself. The battlefield where the two beautiful maidens served as shields and defended their allies gave them a strange feeling of discomfort as if they were also watching in the attractions of the amusement park.

"Let's go, too. It's a protest."

Kazuya, a clever magical swordsman who became the greatest warrior of the Penguin Regiment, slapped the knight on the shoulder.

"Shh, shh, shh, shh." "Stop it."

The assassins "Avirl" and "Cloud", both guerrillas and bluffs, continued with their tingling ranged attacks.

"Llllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll!!

A Berserker that splits between the two, screaming his name with unusual tension, and specially attacking in vain. If Leroy Jenkins doesn't listen to the operation, there won't be anything left to the right in the world.

In front of a crowd of famous players like Kira Star, the eyes of the knight who had just died shined like a child.

"S, wow... you can win with this. We can beat that mightiest Raid Boss!!

The knight followed Leroy with a full smile on his red face. He had no more fear of his boss. At that rate, it will be only a matter of time before you die again.

"Even if it's the strongest, it's the only one... Incognition!

The birds watching the players slightly away activated their covert abilities when everyone started fighting the Beast. I didn't mean to run around with just one person, just because I decided to surprise someone from a Hidden state would cost me a 1.5-fold bonus to the power of all my Attack Abilities.

"Enchant Weapon!" "Sleep Cloud!" "Energy Force!

The screams of players fighting beasts roar into the battlefield. It was a system that activated a skill by screaming an action name. It would be very easy to get used to it intuitively, but there were many who avoided the initial shyness.

By the way, Asuka also had that mouth, but if I had to keep playing because of certain circumstances, I would get used to it. I had to get used to it. High-ranked skills not only pronounce names accurately, but also require concentration.

"Concentrate... Concentrate..."

Imagine blue light in a sharpened mind. It appeared in front of him and eventually became a hot fireball.

On the front lines, Jeanne and Sofia's two biggest tanks are still picking up the Beast attack. While flying around, allied players were attacking, but there was still insufficient firepower to shred the Beast's HP.

Especially in the so-called madness mode after the magic beast's HP is reduced by 10%, the specification is that its attack and defense jump, and its HP recovers automatically, which requires a large amount of firepower that can be cut at once. That is the role of the bird.

Jeanne, who noticed the overwhelming amount of calories emitted by the fireball, glanced at us for a moment. As the bird nodded back, she spoke to Sofia and then stepped back.

Bind trap!

When Sofia's skills were activated due to out-of-the-box wages, the Beast Jabberwock stopped moving. I don't try to move slightly as if I had been tied up, but it is good and instantaneous for the abnormality to persist.

As soon as the beast stopped, the bird cast a great magic spell without putting in its hair.

"Boom, God's thunder! Then blow it up, Rear Charge! Disintegration!!

A sphere of light, filled with anger from the heart of the bird, is thrown in a straight line towards the beast with a constant speed motion. The ground burns black after the fireball passes by. As they approached the unusually high temperatures, the players who turned their backs also jumped from side to side like a miracle of Moses and soon reached the Beast. The pathetic beast tried to resist for the last moment after the anomaly was resolved, but it was no longer a waste of resistance.

As soon as the sphere of light touches the beast, the amount of heat that was concentrated in its center is released at once. In a moment, with the roaring sound of ears, a storm of burning flames broke out. Players wrapped in dazzling light lie down on the ground with their eyes narrowed. What blocks your ears, what blocks your eyes, what hides behind the rocks to escape. Everyone suffered from the violence of the loud sound and light that the developers had just misconfigured, but it was far better than the beast at its center.

Burned and torn apart at high temperatures, the beast screamed pitifully and eventually fell to the ground without strength. And as the effects of the nuclear explosion subsided, the sound of the earth echoing from nowhere was heard, and the Magic Beast collapsed emitting a light like shobon.

Beginner players who were about to frustrate their nightmarish strengths watched them for a while, but eventually realized that they had won, they changed and shouted joy.

"I did it... I did it! I won Jabberwock for the first time!!

His companions explode joy in circles to echo a single scream. The birds were watching such young players from afar. The faces of the rough penguins approached, watching them in the same way as they looked at themselves in the old days.

At that time, the bird saw an inorganic digital clock engraving 23 o'clock in the corner of its vision. I didn't notice anything during the battle, but it looks like the dates are about to change.

Normally, it was a meaningless number for all the abandoned players who were playing the game until morning... but I couldn't say that just today. Because today is the last day of the online game they're playing... and changing dates meant breaking up with their friends.