Living as an Unemployed in Another World

3 – 1. Footsteps of the Mule (3)

3.

As I went down the old stairs, which I did not know when to come down, loud voices mingled and resonated in my ears. It’s really noisy today. At a glance, the tables in the hall were already more than two-thirds occupied.

From ancient times, it is common for adventurers to sleep with the sun rising in the sky, but seeing as they are drinking in the middle of the day, it seems that someone is giving a treat. Did he succeed even with a well-paid quest? I went inside the counter lined with sake bottles while glancing at the full table for six.

Looking into the kitchen, it seems that Angela has been away for a while. Looking at her pot, the stew was already showing the bottom. It seems that the food has already gone out of its way. She doesn’t really need to guard her kitchen, so she’ll have to sit in the hall until Celine’s madness subsides. As I was half lying on my counter seat, someone spotted me and waved me cheerfully.

“Hey, Jin! Did you wake up!”

I looked up. A young man with short-cropped blond hair was sitting around the table at the entrance with his party. Hey, maybe I could say a little bit. What draws attention for nothing is the specification.

Meanwhile, he didn’t come soon enough and continued to call his name and wave his hand as if asking what he was doing. This is why Celine misunderstands that I’m hanging out with an adventurer all day. I’ll keep calling you until I’m gone anyway, so it won’t be much if you ignore me. I turned away from the eyes that were focused on me and hurriedly ran to the table where the guy was.

“I told you not to drag it with aggro. Please be quiet.”

“I don’t know what aggro is. Kkeukkeuk.”

As I threatened, Gerald, young man, chuckled at what was so funny. Celine said that I chatted with adventurers all day long, but she said that there are actually only a few adventurers I am close to, including this guy. The rest is at a level of indecisiveness. It’s just that all the guys I know are like this, so it’s a problem.

“You don’t have to know. What are you doing here at this hour?”

“Don’t you know when you see it? I’m filling my stomach Then why are you so dead in broad daylight?”

Gerald pushed the basket of bread and smiled at me. It was very disgusting to see the white dry teeth exposed. For an adventurer, a handsome top plate was so useful. He tried to pat me on the back with his thick arm, so I quickly dodged.

As you can see from his muscles, he is a typical swordsman for a fighter (warrior) class…. In a word, she can be said to be the representative of the adventurers in another world that Celine hates so much.

He likes alcohol, he likes women, he doesn’t like gold, silver, and treasures, and he’s even quite talented. She seems like she was born to be an adventurer. Even this guy used to startle little Celine by coming into her inn at first covered in goblin blood. Even though it’s an old story, since that was already 3 or 4 years ago, a lot of things have happened.

I kept the peace at the inn while Gerald went from being a novice to a full-fledged adventurer. In terms of the well-being of human society, they are good teachers to each other. In any case, these comparisons are not easy to draw conclusions from. I pulled out an empty chair and sat down next to him. Oh my ass I said with a groan.

“…… Not a big deal. Because I fought with Celine in the morning.”

“Why, you overslept again? Kyahahahaha! I bet you are the only one who wakes up later than the adventurers in the world.”

I saw Gerald grinning his stomach and frowned at him. How late do I sleep? In her prime, when I was in charge of all sorts of chores under her witch, waking her up when the sun was setting was my main routine. Thanks to that, all sorts of prejudices against magicians have developed. There are people in the world who are better than me in every field.

I was trying to return the revenge she had inflicted on Celine to Gerald, but when I suddenly saw a couple of pairs of eyes looking at me cryptically at the same table as him, I exercised patience and cleared my throat. Then it became like I was ignoring it.

“Um, hmm, how are you all doing?”

“Yes! I guess Jin is doing well too?”

“It’s me, it’s the same. Goodbye to Janice, hello to you too.”

“…… Long time no see.”

“It’s been a while.”

Hilda, a small female thief with an orange hornytail, and Zenith, a black-haired wizard with bangs covering her eyes. Even a monk with no hair and a solid physique (I haven’t memorized his name yet). All of them are Gerald’s colleagues.

Perhaps it was before they got ready to go out, everyone was dressed more comfortably than usual, but even in the midst of that, only Zenith’s wand was leaning against the table. Hilda asked as she poked my side.

“Jin, why is it so hard to see your face these days? What are you busy doing?”

“Can that be? There is no other person in the world as lazy as him. At least he must have been shutting himself in to carve that piece or something. I’m right…… Kik!”

I punched Gerald’s philtrum as he shrugged his shoulders, twisted his pelvis, and straightened himself into a sitting position.

“As you said, this body is busy. Please don’t bother me.”

“Ahahahaha, another aristocratic tone!”

Hilda burst out laughing and grabbed her bare navel as I smirked with my supposedly solemn tone. I don’t know the point of laughing, but it works well for women.

When I fell into this world unexpectedly, after being saved by a witch, I couldn’t speak to anyone for a long time. Of course, it was because the world I lived in and the characters and language used were different. It was she who taught me harshly on such a day. Since I had no basic background, I had no choice but to learn the language and common sense of this world from zero. Under the influence of the witch who taught me, I naturally followed her way of speaking and vocabulary as if copying them.

“Where did you learn to speak like that? Wasn’t it like that when we first met?”

“…… Forget about it now.”

However, when I ran away from her and got a chance to talk with the so-called ‘ordinary people’ on this continent, I realized that my vocabulary was quite similar to that of nobles. Were the witches’ way of speaking, etiquette, vocabulary, etc. Actually noble? In a world where caste systems exist, it seems like you’re going to have to pay measles for impersonation, so I had a lot of trouble trying to fix it in my own way, but it still comes out like a habit from time to time.

“Anyway, it’s so hard to see your face these days. Come out to the hall often! Don’t leave everything to Celine all the time.”

When Hilda complained, I narrowed my brows. No, it’s hard to work three or four hours a day, but now you want me to serve? Celine gets a shilling a week, but what am I? As I shook my head, Gerald, who had been hit in the head, giggled in disbelief.

“Hey, Hilda, quit it. If I were in the hall, I’d be taking on errands, but there’s no way Jin would step in and do that.”

“That’s right.”

What dude? Surprisingly accurate. I got thirsty from talking, so I grabbed a random glass on the table and gulped down a beer. Then, strange eyes turned to me. No, you can drink it. Why is that? As I stared around, Hilda poked me in the side and noticed.

“Jin, that’s not mine. Not Gerald’s.”

“Huh? Then who is it?”

She quietly pointed to the seat next to her. Janice, with her long black bangs, was staring right into my face. The eyes are a bit loose, but the jet-black pupils are deep enough to be sucked into.

“Ah, Mi, sorry Janice… ….”

“…… It’s okay.”

Instead of sighing, Janice picked up a piece of bread from the basket and chewed it. I’ll have to get some service later. If she were Celine, she would have made a great fuss about not drinking the cup she had written, but she is also a wizard, so it shows that she has learned well. Celine, it would be nice if she acted like an adult even half of the usual Zenith.

Feeling our gaze, I turned my head, and the monk looked at us with a gentle smile. He must have heard the name twice, but he forgot it because it was so difficult to pronounce. Thanks to that, he was still stored in my head as ‘bald monk’. In the first place, he was so talkative that he never talked much, so he never got caught.

…… Anyway, it was still strange to see people of all different genders, ages, and even the number of hairs gathered in one place just because they were adventurers. Even if you look around the other tables right away, you can tell that the party was organized by ferocious guys with a roughly similar atmosphere, but these four, who had absolutely nothing in common, stood out among the many adventurer guests. Maybe that’s why we were able to become friends. I also seem to be a ‘weird guy’ here.

“Now, there is something I am more curious about. Why did you fight with Celine?”

“Huh? Ah.”

As Hilda urged me on, I chose my words. I don’t even know why I was kicked out. Gerald pointed out as if he had suddenly thought of it while he was talking while looking at me as I kept changing my posture.

“It’s obvious, Jin overslept again…… But, why are you being so rude from earlier? Is the chair broken?”

“No. I was dumped by Celine.”

It still hurts my butt. It’s like a guy who was born with an adventurer’s bloodline. I jump! He dragged a chair and adjusted his posture to sit down. The atmosphere at the table instantly became tense. Why are you like that? After thinking over what I said, I said, “Oh.”

“Uh…… I’m sorry, Jin.”

“Mi, I’m sorry Jin. We didn’t even know that, and we laughed and chatted among ourselves.”

“… ….”

“Excuse me.”

A table that becomes solemn. All four are caught in silence. I hastily excused myself.

“No. I know what you’re mistaken about, but that’s not it.”

“Yes, we didn’t hear anything. Hilda, tell me something interesting.”

“Don’t pass the baton to me! Uh, shall we talk about the gargoyle we found the other day?”

“I already used that. Think of something else.”

Gerald, Hilda. Don’t be shy, hear everything.

And bald monk, why are you saying that first thing today? The atmosphere is unnecessarily serious. I turned to the expressionless Zenith with my last hope.

“…… Drink this.”

Janice murmured and then held out the glass I had accidentally taken earlier…… No, Janice. It’s not that.

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