Living as an Unemployed in Another World

125 – 5. Witch Moon (1)

5. Witch’s Month – Old Dreams (1)

When I close my eyes, I always dream.

When you lie in bed and go to sleep, you usually stay in that dream all the time.

I usually go to sleep after midnight and barely open my eyes when the sun is shining brightly. I spend a longer time in bed than others, but the reason I have never had a good mood is because of that dream.

Of course, I don’t always ask for a long sleep. There are times when I fall asleep on my desk and fall asleep for a short time, and there are times when I can’t overcome my drowsiness in the carriage and doze off. But even then, I always dream.

The content of the dream is sometimes blurry and sometimes clear.

One thing is clear, the main character is always me.

And the actor playing the opposite role is always the same person.

Short paragraphs of a long long play are repeated, and the content is different each time…… At least, the ending always ends with someone laughing.

Anyway, I have a dream.

Always, every time I dream.

And when it’s time to wake up, someone calls me without fail.

“Jin.”

Again.

Someone is calling me from outside the dream.

Is it Celine? No, she’s not the only one who calls it that now.

The voice whispering in my ear could be Mira or Grace. It could be Zenith, but it’s certainly not Alphonse.

However, I can never answer the call that is repeated over and over again.

Because I’m still alive in the dream…….

I stretch out my hand toward the dark night sky. It is a cold winter day. His clothes are soaked in sweat, and the backs of his hands are red from being beaten by the cold. Writhing in the cold air that fills my lungs, I continue to pray for redemption toward the damn moon.

If there is anyone, please help me.

Kill me and get me out of this dream.

Give me a comfortable rest.

If that’s impossible, I’d rather…….

I’d rather…….

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“It would be better to lift the entire blanket and put it down.”

“I see.”

Immediately after hearing the familiar voices of a man and a woman, I was thrown into the bed again after flying through the air with a sudden tremendous acceleration while wrapped in a blanket. My whole body ached when I bumped into the mattress, which was not very soft compared to other inns.

“…… Won’t you wake up?”

“Leave it to me.”

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Noticing the creaking of the floor and someone coming towards me, I hurriedly removed the blanket, fearing that I would fall onto the bed again if I stayed still.

“Stop! You can get up! If you do it one more time, it will really break somewhere.”

In the midst of the familiar scenery of my room, a woman with light brown hair tied up and a green-skinned giant wearing a thin shirt are standing side by side in front of the bed. Her half-orc warrior, Alphonse, snorted past her as I glared at them, grumbling through her bloodshot eyes.

“Okay then, I will go.”

“Thanks, Mr. Alphonse.”

Celine, the only daughter of the innkeeper and his wife, smiled relievedly at the guy who was leaving, and as soon as that gaze turned to me, she put her hand on her slender waist and sighed deeply. No matter how lazy she has been lately, it’s not enough to brush up like she used to, so now she hires someone?

Furthermore, the fact that that person is my adventurer companion is very evil. Where does friendship between men go, and how does it make sense for an honorable warrior from an orc tribe to be played by a maid? Soon Celine glared at me with her sharp eyes. What.

“I don’t know what nonsense you’re imagining again, but since you complained that it didn’t happen, Mr. Alphonse offered to help himself today. He said it would be nice to take this opportunity to change his habit.”

“… ….”

“No matter how cold it is, it’s still true, does it make sense that you, the only one who lost in the yard where all the adventurers went outside, are still lying under the blanket? They don’t cut firewood these days, and they use less water in the bath than before. They told me not to work and just come down, is that that hard?”

I curled up on her limbs while Celine nagged at her, barely holding back a yawn that escaped. By the way, I don’t know why he always shows respect to Alphonse while using informal language even to me who is 4 years older than me. That guy, he said he might be the same age as me or even younger.

“Are you listening?”

“…… Huh.”

“Do you know what time it is?”

“I don’t know.”

When I answered curtly, she sighed again, then sat down next to me, pulling up the hem of her dress that was full of her breasts. And she looked straight into my eyes from a closer distance than before and asked.

“Jin, what are you doing these days?”

“What?”

“Here, look in the mirror.”

Celine handed me a hand mirror the size of her palm, which was tucked away in the pocket of her clothes. This winter, when she went to the royal capital, she gave her a birthday gift in advance. This world paid a high price for crafting glass. As expected of noble ladies, the two silver coins went out ridiculously. The hand mirror that she handed to her, as if she was treating it with such care, did not have a single scratch.

Looking at the mirror she handed me, I frowned. Her hair is messy and her eyes are glued to her eyes. Why are you showing this I just felt ashamed. I said, pushing her arm lightly.

“If you just wake up, it might be. I’m even trying to show you what this is.”

“What? No, that’s not it Is it because you really don’t know?”

Celine tightened her arm again and thrust my face into the mirror. She doesn’t even care about the pressure on her side breast anymore. Eventually, seeing my face facing me…… I felt, just a little bit, that the face area was reduced. Have you lost weight?

“You are thin. Look at the skinny cheeks. How many meals did you eat yesterday?”

“Oh, let go.”

“Letting go! See it with your own eyes.”

“… ….”

“Is this the face of a normal person now?”

Worry drips from her voice. I looked in the mirror Celine spread in the palm of her hand and…… Suddenly, her annoyance rose up and she violently smashed the mirror she was holding with her wrist. Clink! The mirror, which had escaped Celine’s grasp, bounced off the bed and rolled across her floor.

The mirror spun around. I didn’t immediately realize what I had done. That’s how dull I was. Even so, Celine got out of bed in a fright and checked the mirror to see if it was intact.

“…… I’ve prepared food, so come down. If you don’t come, I will come back.”

“Hey Celine. That is… ….”

She stared at her for a while, then she got up quickly, hid her hand mirror in the width of her skirt, opened her door, and strode out of her room. I looked at the empty seat she had left and tousled her messy hair and let out a long breath.

“Ha… ….”

A month has passed since the witch’s letter came.

After fainting after receiving her letter, I woke up again and didn’t tell anyone about what had happened that day. I just said that I was suddenly dizzy because I was relaxed.

Those who knew about my death agreed, but Celine, who didn’t know about what happened in the capital, didn’t believe it straight away. However, it was rather fortunate that the empty envelope did not contain any stationery.

Contrary to what the letter said we would see each other soon, nothing actually happened during the past month. Even so, I didn’t enjoy that rest at all. A witch is never a man who talks empty words, and since she says she will meet her sooner or later, she only knows that she will.

There was such a thing in the royal capital, but unlike my vague idea that the physical distance, the distance with me would still be far away…… The anxiety of being in an inn full of people, in fact very close to the point where I could secretly leave a letter on my desk, was eating away at me bit by bit.

And now we have arrived. I just thought I was lazier than usual, but in reality I seem to be getting weaker and weaker than I even noticed. I tried to pour out the words other people passed me by, but I don’t think I can pretend I didn’t know any more when I heard those words in front of me.

I slowly put my weight on the soles of my feet. If I still chase after you and hug that slender body, will you forgive me like always? That would be cowardly It’s no different than forcing her to reconcile with her affection as collateral. But I couldn’t think of any other way. I let out another long sigh.

I thought I had achieved my own growth over the past few months, but now it feels like everything is back to square one. I have a lot of people I can call colleagues, and now I can use magic, but I’m still a weak human being. At that thought, I collapsed onto the bed again.

Even if I succeeded in changing the world, I still curse my world.

When I close my eyes, the dream takes over my body again.

Old, dream.

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That day, I was definitely dying.

I was suddenly left from another world, and I was definitely dying.

It wasn’t because he was hit by a seatrogan behind his back, or because he was exposed to a gamma laser. At least I wasn’t hit by an old-fashioned truck, but when I came to my senses, I was falling from mid-air toward the muddy ground.

The ground was soft, but a fall from that height was hardly an impact that the human body could withstand. I was waiting for my slow death in the rain with all my bones broken.

Rainwater mixed with mud continued to flow over his missing chin, but he didn’t even have the energy to flick his tongue anymore. It was only after a full day had passed that I realized that securing drinking water was pointless.

There was no sign of a wild beast in the forest, let alone a person, to the point that it was meaningless to try to speak out somehow. I was completely alone, and death was much more lonely than I thought.

At that time, the sun suddenly shone. I turned my eyes away and looked at a person approaching me. In the illusion that the sky was supporting her appearance, I saw a thinly dressed woman approaching. In a situation where her voice did not come out, she crouched down in front of me.

If someone has fallen, they’ll usually check their condition. Or you could just ignore it and go on your way. However, she appeared and just looked at my death as if it were strange, and she was only in the rain for a long time.

I remember her face illuminated by the dim sunlight.

I can’t remember what that expression was.

It’s an old memory.