Takarakuji de 40-oku Atattandakedo Isekai ni Ijuu Suru

"Wow. What kind of trick is that?"

At the border between the tatami room and the cobblestone aisle, with his face half out, Ichigo shrugged.

Incidentally, in the space of the tatami room, which is at the border with the aisle, a blue seat is laid so that you can walk with your shoes.

At present, Ichigo's vision is in a strange situation with cobblestone passage in his left eye and a tatami room in his right eye.

That's how I enjoyed the new sensation for a while, but my brain got confused or nauseated, so I moved to the cobblestone aisle.

"What's going on back there? Something bright."

If you look behind the aisle, there's a bend about 30 meters away, and it looks bright to see if there's light in it from outside.

The passage itself is also brightly lit by things like hikarigoke.

Ichigo thought, "Hikarigoke is certainly a natural monument, but I wonder if I should contact the bureau," etc., but as I went down the aisle for the light in the back, I found some strange object in the corner of the bend.

"Hmm? What the... whoa!

If you look closely at that, it was like a human bone wrapped around weathered and worn out Japanese clothes.

"Seriously...... whose body is it? I mean, how long have you been left alone with your white bones and your clothes worn out?"

Yiliang took a few steps back from her human bones and blurted, "If you think you've finally come to a quiet place, will you take care of the police all of a sudden," she took out her phone to report it to the police.

"That's out of range."

When we arrived at the mansion, there were three solid standing radio wave displays, which are displayed out of range here for some reason.

Because I'm in this aisle, I turned around the corner to get out, and the end of the corner leads directly to the grove outside, and I was able to get out.

So I'll check my phone again, but the radio remains out of range as usual.

"Odd, why are you out of range"

Yiliang tilted her neck, but looked around looking for her car in an attempt to move to the connected location of the radio wave.

"... where's the car? Rather, where is the mansion? Besides, I just realized that around the mansion, it wasn't the groves, it was the bamboo groves."

The only good sight to look around with one hand on your phone comes in the entrance to the aisle and the miscellaneous woods that you have just passed through.

From the room behind the mansion to this point, a good traveled distance is fifty meters at most.

Think normally, but that's not likely to change the environment around here with that much travel distance.

"... what if this is"

Yiliang grumbled so with a serious look, running back down the original cobblestone aisle.

"I'll let you through for a second," he says to the white bone corpse on the way.

"... is it still true"

When I went back to the tatami room and checked my phone again, the radio waves stood firm three times.

"Must the end of this laying lead somewhere else far away? It was locked and sealed."

Once convinced, "This is an amazing paranormal!" With excitement, "he said, holding the Boston bag he had left at the entrance to the mansion, crossing the laying again to the groves.

He decided to leave the report of the white bone corpse aside for now and satisfy his own adventure.

"There are stories of strange events in the world that have moved from the edge of the United States to the edge in an instant. They could be moving to a country other than Japan."

Yiliang walked for about five minutes, marking the tree where he had passed with the stone he had picked up, so as not to get lost in the road, the miscellaneous forest suddenly ended and a field appeared in front of him.

At the end of the field, a simple or simple house made of trees is seen, apparently like a village, as well as the figure of several inhabitants working in the field.

"Oh, First Villager Found. … Does hair blonde mean is this Europe or America?"

A letter of "illegal immigration" came to my mind for a moment, but I decided to be optimistic that if I pretended to be a tourist, I would not suddenly even find out.

And when I'm taking pictures with the digital camera I had because it's a corner, the villagers also noticed it was good, and I'm talking to the nearby villagers about something looking at this one.

Ichigo thought it would be troublesome if he thought he was suspicious, and decided to talk to him from here before he was called in.

If you had a Boston bag, you'd look like a tourist, too.

"Ha-ha-ha! Amu tourist. Amu japanese!

Nico and smiling and waving his hands wide down the field avenue towards them. For one thing, the strangely skinny man with the blonde shortcut who was talking to his surroundings somehow,

"Huh? What?!?

and replied in perfect Japanese.

Ichiyoshi lowered his waving hand to shrivel,

"Damn... I thought it was overseas, like the Dutch village in Nagasaki or the American village in Aomori..."

And while I felt bad, I regained my mind that I was glad in Japan for now.

"I'm here for sightseeing, where is the nearest station?

When he walks up to the villagers as he comes, and talks to check his current location, the man who replied earlier looks at the other villagers with troubled looks, but every villager has a puzzled look.

"Um, I don't know what you're talking about... you're the one who uses Master Narson, right?

"What?"

To the man's words, now the good was perplexed.

It is the reply to the person who asks the station, "I don't know what you're talking about" that makes no sense.

I don't know, who's Master Narson?

"Uh hey, I'm looking for a station because I want to ride on the train..."

"... I'm sorry. I don't know what you're talking about."

To the words of a man who seemed nervous about nowhere, Ichigo bowed his arms together and roared, "Uhm."

I wondered if you didn't understand the word station, and aggressively mobilized a small amount of knowledge to spin a sentence like Lou, but it doesn't seem to convey it.

Instead, you speak fluent Japanese so far, but you can't possibly not understand the word station.

"(... it's like the first time you've heard the word station itself)"

At the moment of that thought, Ichigo looked up haphazardly and looked around again.

The buildings that come to my attention are just simple wooden bungalow houses, the roofs are laid with strawy things, and I can't say it's splendid to flatter.

The villagers' outfits in front of them are also coarse and blank, although we do not know what materials they are made of.

If you turn your eyes to the field, the bamboo you keep is made of wood, both the handles and the blade part, and it doesn't look very easy to use.

Besides, the villagers talking to Ichigo are skinny and clearly malnourished.

"(Is this really Japan? Isn't this a completely different world?

There are padlocks that disappear in front of you, or layers where space switches just across them.

I also feel that this place could be different worlds.

Ichigo thought that if they were acting like ancients at some event, they would just be laughed at, and decided to act as "responding to the vegetables they weren't acting".

"Oh, excuse me. The dialect came out. I am a traveling merchant, my name is Kazla. I'm looking for somewhere to stay tonight."

Ichigo unwrapped the arms he had been putting together and lied sayingly in the sales smile.

To my mind, this world...... maybe just around here, but the cultural level is pretty low.

Just the contents of the Boston bag hanging on your right hand should be enough to get you through this situation as a merchant.

"Are you a merchant? I've never had a merchant come to this village before..."

"Oh, really? You got lost and accidentally got to this village, but you're going to be the merchant number one I visited in this village. It's an honorable coincidence."

It seems that both the men and the other villagers have been relieved of the tension with a good smile that people seem to have had.

They probably mistook the good for a servant or something of a leading man near here named Narson.

"I don't mean to be a sign of your proximity, but let me give you some of the products I deal with to the village. How about salt, and medicine to stop the pain?

"What, salt?... salt!? And medication!?

To a stunned man, Ichigo grinned inside.

"Yeah, salt and medicine. I'll give you a little sign of friendship."

and smiled.

If a good memory is correct, when it comes to salt and medicine in the great old days, its value should have been considerable.

For civilians like those in front of them, salt, whatever it is, medication, etc. is definitely not something they can get their hands on.

"Hey, call the village chief for a second... no, I'll show you to the village chief's mansion, follow me"

To the man who prompts him in a hurry, Ichiyoshi grins back, "Okay," he mutters in his heart.

Now, if we can make a good impression on those in the position of village chief, we may be able to base this village for a while and explore different worlds.

Ten minutes walking around the village being taken by a man.

Compared to the villages houses, we reached a mansion that was quite solid.

The man knocks hard on the mansion drawer when he says, "Wait a minute," one good thing.

"Mr. Barletta, it's Roslu! I brought you a traveling merchant! They'll give you salt and medicine!

The man who brought Ichiyoshi to the Mansion - apparently by the name of Roslu - knocked on the door and then waited about ten seconds.

The door opened, and this again a skinny, thin young woman appeared.

"Ah, Mr. Rosru... I heard it was a pill..."

A dark neighborhood is formed under the woman's eyes, her hands and feet are thin and like sticks.

It is a perfect incarnation of malnutrition and overwork, not embarrassed to put it anywhere.

I also get the impression that I have a smaller physique than Ichigo, which is just over 170 cm tall, but also about every minute of my head.

The woman had her blonde hair stretched out to about her shoulders tied to one behind her neck, but because of malnutrition, her hair looked dry and dry.

"(As long as you get a good rest and nourish, you're going to be pretty cute)"

Even now, malnourished and gullible, the face falls into a pretty cute category in a good way.

Elsewhere he saw the woman and began to talk to her like she was excited.

"Yes! If Mr. Kazra had the medicine to give way, he might cure the village chief's disease too!

"What, is it true! Will my father's life be saved?!? Thanks!

The woman, Barletta, who heard of the medicine, let her face, stained with fatigue, shine painfully, lowering her head as she seeped tears when she saw the good.

"Huh? Hey, wait a minute. Is your father ill?

Somehow the story is becoming like a savior saving the woman's father in front of her.

I have the medicine to use for cold and abdominal pain, but there is nothing I can do in case of tuberculosis or cancer.

"Yes, I've been asleep for about five days now, and the fever is all the time, and the food is free of all sorts of things to nourish me... I can call the doctor as long as I have the money, but not the kind of money I can pay very much for someone like us...... I almost gave up half of it."

Apparently, her father is quite seriously ill.

And, for some reason, they seem to think that if they use the medicine that YiLiang says they will give way to, the village chief, who is seriously ill, will be cured.

I haven't even said what medication it is yet.

"(Even when it comes to medication, I only have about the stomach medication and the pain medication I got prescribed at the doctor a while back. And Lipo D)"

Ichigo felt gloomy as he remembered the medicine in his bag.

In the unlikely event that the village chief's illness was difficult, there's nothing you can do with the medicine in your hand, and I don't think you can make the right diagnosis without being a health care professional.

I thought there would be a villager with too much farming and sore ankles, and I said give up medicine because he had a pretty strong pain medication, etc, but the idea was sweet.

"I don't know if the medication I have will work, but can you show me how the village chief is doing for now?

"Yes, thank you!

To Valletta, who bowed his head in momentum, Ichigo prayed, "Please, back pain and malnutrition," and Valletta led him into the mansion.

"Father, this is the one who brought me the medicine! Because it's okay now!

"Mayor! It's all right now!!

"Ugh... kusu... ri...?

"(... yeah...)"

The moment I saw Barletta's father sleeping in a room where he was put through, Ichigo thought.

He said this is going to be the feather that brings the fragrance tomorrow as well.

"What do you say, Mr. Kazra? Is my father going to heal?

Barletta holds his father's hand and looks up at Ichigo, who is standing on the bar, with a crying expression.

"Where is the nearest funeral home?

One good feeling of the very unspeakable air, etc., decided to sit beside Barletta's father for now to see how he was doing.

"Wow, that's a hell of a fever. He's got eyes, he's out of focus, he's got tremors all over his body, and this is already... okay! It will heal!!

He accidentally ran his honest thoughts into a medical condition that was too terrible for the amateur, but switched his remarks the moment he saw Barletta, who had begun to spill tears.

Right after I said, "I did it!" though I regretted it.

"Is it true!?... Good."

"Oh, no, you mean cure, or soon you'll be free from suffering..."

To Barletta, who holds a good hand and thanks again and again as she cries, Ichigo begins to scratch a cold sweat all over her body.

As if we were going after each other so well, Roslu...

"Really! Then I will tell the villagers about this!

So he jumped out of the mansion in a hurry, ignoring the best to put a stop to it.