Chapter 3 - Chapter 2 - Hardship in Another World

Chapter 2 - Hardship in Another World

Some time later.

…

"I found it, a good place to temporarily shelter from the elements, but it's anything but comfortable. Well, that's to be expected, a tree isn't soft at all. I hope this doesn't hurt my back."

"I've spent several nights here, I think it's the first time I've slept anywhere other than my own home, away from my entire family. So this is a scam?

I say this because I've never slept anywhere else. It could be worse, at least it's not cold around here."

"Now I find myself again near the commercial district in the royal capital."

"I looked sideways at the things people were selling. According to the information from the demihuman chamov dog, the commercial district is where nobles and citizens gather to buy groceries or trinkets."

"Thanks to him, I knew it was a good idea to find a shelter, although he recommended renting a room. I told him I didn't have any money and couldn't find a job no matter how hard I tried."

"He very kindly offered me another option: the slums, but he told me not to wander alone in the alleys. It's dangerous to be alone, and I should be careful; thieves are abundant there. And he gave me a little money, although he said if I got more, I could get enough to rent a room for a month."

"Wow, so sleeping in that tree was a better option. When I save up enough money, I'll get a dorm. Unlike the other demihuman, the bitter lizard, the little dog Chamov was a good person. I guess tension between humans and demihumans is quite common. It seems that no matter what world you're in, conflicts will continue to exist. It's sad to know."

"I approached the people. Most of them were distracted. It was time to rob them. I wish it were easier to get a job, but since there's no record of me in this world, most of them refuse to help me, so I had no choice but to steal. I don't like doing this. I had promised to stop doing this…"

"I crouched down as I approached, putting my hands in people's pockets. If I was lucky, I'd find money; if not, they'd be left gulping air. It's a win-lose situation."

"Carefully, I groped the man, searching his pockets for coins or bags. That was the goal. I felt my heart pounding from the adrenaline and fear. If I make a mistake, it could cost me dearly."

"After spotting a bag of coins, I cautiously pull the bag into my already open jacket pockets." The money disappears from sight, and I carefully slip away from the people in the alleys.

"Okay, let's see what profit I made today?"

"I look both ways, making sure no one is watching or following me. I had robbed a total of three people, not one or more. Going any further could alert the kingdom's authorities."

"Hmm… copper coins… doesn't anyone have silver coins? I don't have enough, according to Shamock. I need at least 60 silver coins. And with the bronze ones worth so little, it's not enough, damn it…"

"I only got one bag of money, but it was made of pure bronze coins, and very few bronze coins from the other two people."

"It can't be that I haven't had any luck in just a few days… not to mention that it's also deducted from what I buy for food… a single apple costs me twenty silver coins." Bronze…

"If things keep going like this, one of these two things might happen."

(I don't eat anything and starve for a few days, and save up while I continue with this and rent a room.)

(Oh, I avoid starvation and risk continuing and being captured…)

"Uh… now what am I going to do… with this, I won't make it to next month…"

"I looked at the bag of coins, the bitterness on my face for the bad situation. It wasn't even close to improving its current situation. As I left the alley to a much safer and more crowded place. The streets are still filled with diverse people, carriages with dragons coming and going, humans in sleeveless garments, others carrying armor and expensively embroidered clothing distinctive of the atypical medieval era, and on the part of the demi-humans of different races, cats, lizards, and dogs were in my sight."

—-And to think that before this was just a momentary distraction from the monotony of the real world.

"I'll buy some fruit. I haven't had breakfast. Perhaps this should be the last day I eat for a while."

A muscular, bearded man with a firm build approached me at the nearby fruit stand. He had a twig in his mouth. He had green hair that he tied back in a slicked-back style, with a headband to keep it together. He wore a black vest with a gold trim, and two bracelets lined his wrists. He was holding a fruit bowl.

"I'm still not used to those strange clothes you're wearing."

"Good afternoon, sir, how are you doing?"

"Get to the point, kid. I'm very busy with customers."

"This guy's always so grumpy, and I thought I was the grumpy one."

"Okay, let's see what fruit you have."

"I grabbed the fruit, inspecting its quality, color, and ripeness. "A mango, hmmm, better not now, especially knowing what the bathrooms are like, ugh. I don't fancy bananas either. No, pineapple, no, without a knife, I won't be able to open them, the thorns get in the way. I like strawberries, but they look green, they're not ready."

—Ohh, I got it.

—Give me about ten apples.

—You mean ten apples.

—Oh?

"I still can't get used to the way they name some things here, but for me it will always be apples or apple, apples sounds too stupid."

—How much is it for these apples?

—What if I've told you this before?!

—Hehe, eh? I still can't get used to these coins, especially knowing that prices change often.

—That's a matter of the current economy of this kingdom. Anyway… they're 8 bronze coins.

Taking out my purse, I gave him a silver coin. "Do you have any change?"

—... Because when I help you, it takes longer… if I have any change.

"The bronze coins were a lot thanks to me giving you a silver one."

—Thanks, I'll come back later.

"I put the apples in a medium-sized basket that I stole days ago and headed to the At the tables of some restaurants, seeing that they weren't looking, I took advantage and sat down to eat the fruit from the basket."

"Good, enjoy your meal."

"I said to myself,

"Keeping up with manners for the people around me, I decided to start biting the fruit. While I relaxed, I closed my eyes momentarily."

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(Good, the summoning went well, hero, we need your help)

(eh)

(That's right, your mission is to save the world)

(Save it, great, where do I start)

(I spotted a faceless silhouette in black; it was strange to look at)

(Excellent, this is what I expected, you know how horrible it was to be on Earth!)

(That matters, just help with this threat, I'll give you help so you can get better)

(Whew, I love that, let's go.)

…

(Catch these thieves - well done, partner, we're going for it. But later we'll get more guildmates, we'll eat like kings.)

(YUM, YUM, YUM)

(Easy money is all I need!)

(Sempai, you're great!)

(PHENOMENAL, KINO!)

(YOU'RE GREAT!)

(IT'S ALL THANKS TO YOU!)

(NO RESTRICTIONS)

(LIVING LIKE A KING)

(I LOVE LIVING LIKE THIS, WITHOUT WORRIES, RIDING LIKE MONEY, AND WITH SUITORS! THIS IS LIFEYYYYYYYYY!)

—-OH, Mimi wants some fruit!

—What!

"It can't be another time. I let my imagination get the better of me. This way of living is hurting me."

"I DISGUST MYSELF. HOW COULD I EVEN THINK THAT... Although I won't lie, I'd rather be in better conditions than I am. I'm a common thief."

"Sir!"

"Oh, come on." When I woke back up to the real world, I saw that I had been called by a small figure near my table, a figure with long hair and orange cat ears, a tender face, aqua-green eyes, a tail, and finally, a white robe.

"Sir, could you give Mimi an apple?"

"Sir? Hey, I'm not that old!" Those words felt like a kick in the balls; they made my teeth grind with anger.

"Sir, Mimi wants some fruit. Please, could you be kind enough to give me even a little."

"Hey, Mimi, no, you know you can get fruit at the stands there. There's a fruit vendor who sells it."

—-Please, sir, don't be mean to Mimi!

—-Little girl, you don't have any money

—-No, Mimi, she's already out of coins— Mimi was discouraged by the comparison at the beginning as she lowered her head.

"This girl seems to be a demi-human. She has many animal features, but she behaves like a young child. She looks a bit dwarfish, but I'm not sure she's a girl. She sounds like a nuisance."

….Sigh

—-Little girl, where are your parents?

—-Mimi doesn't have parents, sir.

—-Ugh, back to sir. Just call me Kinomoto. I don't have a beard or mustache, I'm not old yet.

—-Okay, Mimi already knows your name, Mr. Kinomoto.

…

—-Okay, Mimi, and you don't have anyone to take care of you, are you lost?

—-Mimi isn't lost. Mimi knows how to travel alone, but Mimi does have someone to look after her.

—-And who are you trying to take with you, girl?

—-Mimi doesn't want that, Ricardo. Anastasia is doing her own thing. Besides, Mimi isn't a little girl; Mimi is an adult. Mimi can be alone without her siblings!

—-Do you have siblings?

"Affirmative. Mimi, the cat girl is a child. An overly enthusiastic girl has revealed a lot of information in the short time we've spoken. Doesn't she know that's dangerous?

"She interrupted my lunch. I've already eaten two apples. I can't afford to give away apples, but—"

"Ha, okay, but just one." Kinomoto snorted quickly as he gave Mimi an apple.

"YES, Mimi thanks you!" Mimi quickly bit into the apple, revealing her fangs and teeth.

"Mimi is grateful. Thank you, sir." Mimi raised her arms as she heard his squeaky voice.

"He glanced at the cat girl with a certain tenderness,

"Sniff, sniff. Mimi smells like you stink of earth and dust.

"I still insult me ​​after giving you a piece of fruit?" "Shit, it's been a while since I've had a bath… it really is horrible to live in medieval times…"

"I'll go home now, Mimi, kid. It's a bit late. You better go home. Your siblings and guardians will probably be looking for you."

"Uh, Mimi can do it alone! Anyway, thanks. See you later. I hope we run into each other. Mimi is waiting."

The cat girl raised an arm in farewell as she ran out of the shopping district.

"Ah, kids. You have all the energy in the world, but you're hardly controllable.

On the other hand, I'd better get back to the semi-shelter I have… if you can call a tree a shelter…

Tomorrow I'll explore the slums when the sun is out. I don't want to get mugged for going out so early."

"It'd be better to wait longer, maybe it's a better idea to eat somewhere else. I'm not going to give anyone apples, after all, it's almost nighttime."

"I guess I'll have to try tomorrow. Well, it's time to explore the royal capital again... thinking it over so I know this place by heart: the shopping district, the slums, Lugunica Castle, the home of the nobles."

"Much further ahead are the Flanders territories, the flugel tree, but beyond that I don't know much else, and leaving these parts would be risky. I've been extremely careful not to attract the attention of people with bad intentions."

Kinomoto bit into an apple while thinking about what he should do in the future. While he stood near the water fountain, he looked at the sky with a little hope for the future.

"Oh, but you're so miserable!"

"Who's talking bad about me?"

"It seems life isn't treating you well."

"Oh, it's you, Felt."

"We've been seeing each other for a while. She's been watching me from the tops of buildings. I don't know why this girl keeps appearing to me like this."

"Hey, how long have you been like this?"

"Days, weeks, months... I honestly can't remember how long I've been in this bad shape.

"Seeing you like this, it's obvious you need help."

"Yes, but that doesn't mean I'll give you my jacket..."

"Uh, no, not anymore. Besides, it seems you're not going to let her go."

"Well, what do you want? If it's not for my jacket, are you coming to make fun of me?"

"No, I couldn't do that, even though it was tempting before, but I still haven't given up."

"So what is it you want? Just say it." Kino looked haggard at the mere sight.

"Oh, you're desperate!"

"I'll get to the point."

"Do you want to work together?"

"Work together?"

—Look, I've seen you have certain skills that could be useful to me. I hope you understand.

—So?

—AHH, that we should work together. I don't think I could be more obvious! Felt said, a fang sticking out of his mouth as he became excited by the dark-haired man's response.

—Working with you, hmm.

—Yes, what are you saying? It's clear you need a lot of help right now.

—And if I say yes, what would happen?

—You still don't trust me. It's okay, I respect that. I'll even give you days to think about whether we'll meet again. I hope you've already made up your mind.

—Well, I don't know you that well either. It's not that I don't like you, it's just that I'm cautious.

—Well, I just came to tell you this, not to bother you like usual.

"Working with a thief… I've really lowered myself so much… God, I hate my life."

—Well, I'm off. I have a lot to do, but first, you have something else to tell me.

—Felt, out of curiosity, where do you live? So I can look for you later.

—What's that question? I live in the slums. Haven't you thought about going there in your current situation? Where the hell have you slept all this time?

—Uh… I don't want to talk about it…

—Oh, come on, tell me. I won't fool around.

—On top of a tree… Kino's face was saddened and depressed, a hint of embarrassment flushing his face.

Puff—HAHAHAHAHA!

—HEY, you said not to fool around!

—-I'm sorry, but it's really hard not to. HAHAHAHAHA

"You little bitch, you're so annoying."

Felt burst out laughing upon hearing such a statement from Kinomoto. You could see all his teeth sticking out at the humiliating clarification. Meanwhile, Kinomoto turned red in embarrassment.

—Hahaha. Okay, cute boy, I recommend you go to the slums so you don't sleep there. I don't know how you were able to sleep there without falling or feeling sore. In the slums, there are many abandoned houses. You can take one or join the others.

—Why are you telling me this?

—Among the poor, we help each other. The kingdom turned its back on us. Besides, information wasn't free. Felt already had two apples in her hand. I didn't realize when she reached for them, even though she was guarding them.

—Hey, no, wait! Not the apples! "Even though it wasn't money Felt took, it was still important to get through the week."

"Felt quickly ran until she was lost in the crowd, only to spot her figure on the rooftops of buildings. Although I ran to catch her, the blonde girl's speed was inhuman, and she disappeared into the sunset.

"The apples here are a payment for information. But if you don't want to wait to find me, go to the old Rom bazaar. Just ask for directions in the slums, and you'll know where to find me!

Have a good life!" "This isn't looking good... I'm stupid because I gave away apples.

"I'd better go get my things. I won't be sleeping there anymore. I'll soon have enough for an inn. As for finding a job, not being able to read is causing me problems..."

"Maybe I should get some sleep. Being in plain sight of so many people, I doubt anything will happen, and the sun is beating down on me."

Slap

NO, enough of slacking off.

"After slapping myself, I concentrate."

"I'll escape poverty; that's my current goal!"

Determined, Kinomoto walked toward the horizon, heading for the slums.

At night

The feeling of being watched in the night, without any noise, fills me with a certain dread. I could be attacked and no one would know anything about me. I could wake up with my body parts scattered everywhere in bags.

Yes, I know I'm not in Latin America, but I'm easily in one of the worst eras for humankind to live in. I'm in a medieval world. I can't believe the bad luck I've had. I haven't eaten for several days because of what I saw. I saw a woman caught stealing and imprisoned by knights. The girl was dragged while she was knocked out. I saw a starving woman being taken away, who had previously begged for mercy, but the knights simply took her by force.

That terrified me, so I wasn't as active for a few days, even though I didn't get to eat because of that, since my savings were enough to rent a room for a month. I must continue like this until I get the necessary money. I'll look for a good job and learn the new language of this world.

Right now, I've found a shelter that's a bit damaged, but it's better than sleeping in a treetop. I'm going to decorate it a bit, and maybe in the future I'll repair it... no, I'm exaggerating. It's okay to want something decent, I'm not asking to live in a mansion.

I have my groceries with me. I'm still glad I always check the expiration dates, otherwise this wouldn't be useful anymore.

I'll eat it after achieving a stable economy will be my reward for escaping the misery of poverty.

…

If I can escape poverty…

…

…

A…ah, who am I kidding? I'm bankrupt…

Because I was sent to this world without an automatic translator for other languages… because there are no adventurer's guilds, because there's no magic… this world sucks…

I never thought that not knowing how to read another language would screw up my job opportunities so much… Seriously, I can't even be free in another world.

If my father saw me like this, what would he say…

Ugh, I don't want to think about that decrepit old man!

Just thinking about him makes me bitter.

I feel so useless…

…

The stress and anxiety are getting to me.

"I could use a sweet soda to drink, but in this world, I don't think those things exist. I also miss the internet, the entertainment of TV shows, the emulators, and pirated websites that gave me calm in my moments of anxiety."

I started to nod off while struggling to stay awake, but I fall back on the bed rest there, in the crumbling abode…

I miss…

I…

I miss them…

Several days later

ugh

ugh

…

ugh

Another day and I haven't had any luck. Damn, those gentlemen have been more active. I haven't been able to earn much of anything… "

I'm in the commercial sector. I had stashed the earnings in the shelter in the highest possible place so they wouldn't take it.

I just have to get to the shelter and leave the new cash there and start counting again, because damn, the prices are so high. Last time I asked about renting a room and the price went up more than What Shamock told me last time... that crap costs more than 60 coins...

Damn... I tried to see Felt to accept her proposal and work with her, but when I went there, they asked me for a password. Shit, nothing's going right for me lately. I haven't eaten anything in days just to get the money for that thing...

...

—My vision blurs...

—I hear blurry... no mistake, I see blurry.

—Shit, it's so cold, it didn't feel like this before...!

"Why is there so much noise in the streets? It hurts, shut up, you beasts of hell!"

Leaving the crowd, I approach the alleys, holding onto the walls. I feel like I'm going to fall. I feel weak. I don't know what's happening to me. This feeling is horrible. I want to sleep... I feel like I'm losing my sight... what's happening?

What's happening.

What's happening

What's happening to me

What's happening to me?

AHG

Ah

I feel sick…

"I can feel a horrible burning sensation in my head, what's happening to me?"

My head hurts…

"It feels like my brain wants to burst from the burning, a migraine… do I have a migraine? My brain is shaking, shaking, agh, it feels like my skull is being poked with a sharp object.

My stomach hurts…

I feel a horrible burning sensation, my stomach growls, as it twists, I feel like my stomach is contracting inwards.

AGh!

"I'm screaming so much!" "If you don't want us to hurt you, let go of everything you've got.

"Hey."

"I don't know if your mind's playing tricks on me, but it's not funny. My head hurts like hell."

"Are those three people? Oh, they're all blurs, I can't tell what's in front of me."

"Didn't you hear us?!"

"Please don't... everything hurts... don't scream, DAMN IT!"

"AGHHHH!"

"Is he wobbly?"

"It seems that way."

"I can't take it anymore..."

"Damn, I have to get to the shelter and... swallow all the groceries. It's the only food I have."

"It hurts!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

"AH, lower your voice!"

"Isn't this guy afraid of us?" "It's not that. Look at him. He looks like he's drunk or dead. Just look at his hair, it's messed up."

"The three blobs were still in my sights, but I can't tell what they look like. I only hear screams and threats. This can't be worse. My mind is messing with me!"

"It's not just his hair; his condition doesn't look healthy either?"

"Is he sick?"

"Ranchis, I don't think weapons are necessary. Our victim is beyond defenseless."

"Tom, how are you sure of that?"

"Can't you see he could be sick from something poisonous!"

"Ah, for guys like that lunatic lagoon order to say such nonsense meant nothing, just talk."

"HUUUUUUUUUAHHHHHH!"

Pam

"And that kid fell like a sack of fruit. Did he faint from fear?"

"Well, that's better for us. Now who's doing us the honor?" "Exclaimed a thin, tall man with long, unkempt, blue-gray hair tipped with pink. He wears a tattered uniform with black zampaku eyes, wears chains around his wrists and throat, and keeps a large yellow earring in his left ear, which has a silver ring ornament on the right side.

"Um, let Gaston do it."

"Why me?!" Complained a large, bearded man with small mustaches. He's robust, with purple hair and eyes. He wears tan clothing, an orange sash around his waist, a green vest, and black shoes.

"Because you're the biggest of the three," replied a dwarfish white man with capes on, brown hair, and black eyes.

"Hurry up, he might wake up!" Ranchis exclaimed, shouting with annoyance in his eyes.

What are you waiting for, please move, don't we have all day?! Kanberly responded aggressively to his companion's lack of action.

"Don't be aggressive, I'm just being cautious!"

"Well, what are you waiting for, you see!" The dwarf continued to show aggression. Just like that, Gaston approached the body of the recently fallen young man and began to feel around in the pockets of his pants and coat. He pulled some coins out of his pants.

"Hey, is that all?"

The amount of coins was a pittance.

"Geez, Kan, this guy is just as broke as us.

"But that outfit belongs to a fucking nobleman!" Ranchis pointed incredulously at the unconscious boy on the alley floor. "That coat is proof of that!" "This guy has nothing of value, except for that strange metal stick and that coat," Gaston scratched his chin in annoyance.

"Looting that weapon and that coat must be worth a lot," the dwarf sighed as he issued an order to his companion. The latter began to remove Kinomoto's coat and the cane from the boy's pants.

"What the heck is this?" Gaston held the cane with some difficulty. "This thing weighs more than it looks, and what material is this weapon? It doesn't even have a blade. It looks like a spear, but it's so thick?"

"My vision is blurry, my eyelids are covering my vision. I can't see, but it feels like I'm being robbed. No, please don't..."

I try to move my muscles, but they don't cooperate. I feel like I'm paralyzed. I can still feel the pain making me want to squirm, like a bug being sprayed with insecticide.

"Come on, move!"

I exert even more strength, but it's useless. My body is too weak to stay still.

No... I'm going to lose everything I've gained by not being able to stay upright... maybe I've had enough...

"Gaston, stop looking at that shit! Grab your things now. We have to go. There are too many knights in the area." Ranchis aggressively urged his companion to finish the dirty work.

"Okay, stop being so angry, how are you bothering me?" Gaston looked with annoyed eyes at his companions who were treating him like an idiot. His patience was beginning to wear thin. He took the coat and cane from the boy who had passed out on the ground and began walking toward his fellow thieves, ready to leave the scene of the robbery.

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Ugh...

My head...

Where am I?

I looked around and all I saw was walls and two entrances that led to the streets... trying to remember the last thing I did.

Forcing myself to stand, I used my hands and legs, weakly pulling myself up and leaning against the walls.

My body was still wobbly, but it was less so, but I managed. I searched through my belongings, patted my chest, and…

"No, no, no, no… SHIT!"

"No, please no…"

Frantically, I quickly groped my pants back and forth.

"My cane, my coat, I had the bag of coins I had earned tucked away in a hidden zipper…!"

With my clenched fist, I slammed the wall hard. I was furious, but the pain in my stomach and head wouldn't let my body rest.

"Looking around, I realized I had lost my belongings. They had stolen everything I had…

This isn't my day…

Some time later.

"Today is a great day. I already have enough to buy that piece of clothing."

Bang

!!!

Hey, watch where you're walking.

Sorry, I don't have time, I'm in a hurry.

In the crowd, a hooded boy could be seen running, out of the public eye.

While in the distance, others could be heard shouting, "My money!"

Ah, ah, ah...

"That was close, I did it. I have several bags of gold and silver with me. It was a successful theft. Nothing beats the old trick of bumping and groping and instant wallets."

Kinomoto's hair looked dirty, and his pants looked untidy. He immediately stuck his head in the fountain in the center and cleaned his face and hair with his hands.

Ah.

"I finally got all the dirt out of my head. It's been a while since I've had a quick cleanse. I should have thought about this sooner. There are a lot of things you don't think about when you fantasize about this kind of thing. The smell of dragon dung is worse than that of garbage horses..."

"It's much harder to get help or a job. People see me as a fucking starving man..."

"They don't give handouts. Even in my world, people aren't that bastardly... mmm, come to think of it... I'm exaggerating. No one is that saintly, but they had the decency to help their neighbors."

With great difficulty, I reached the shelter I had obtained. I devoured everything in my bag. I was so hungry I didn't leave anything behind. If I continued like this, I'd probably die of starvation.

The bet I took took everything I had. I didn't think things through, and everything ended badly. I lost my gun, the jacket had the money I had saved... now I have to save up all over again.

Damn, I lost everything...

Now what am I going to do…

I can't find Felt anywhere. I'm broke…

Perhaps my summoning to this world was a bad joke from fate. I've had a bad time. I thought being in another world would make things easier. But I've had a hell of a time.

If I hadn't dared to steal again, I probably would have died of starvation; I was close to losing. I never thought I'd have to steal like I did in the past… I hate doing this.

Although I didn't expect a warm welcome from the people there, I can sense the atmosphere of the slums, oppressive and apathetic. Maybe my presence isn't very welcome. Do I really look like a nobleman in this jacket?

And I still have no idea why I came to this world in the first place. The money from my world is useless; it's toilet paper. They don't accept my coins, and although I wanted to get an honorable job. Nothing was convenient. I don't fully trust the people of this world, and even less so now knowing there are illegal slaves, it's a danger to the people on the street.

I slammed the table where I'd been sitting, then slumped my face in frustration on the table outside the restaurant.

I want to cry... but I can't because my situation doesn't warrant weakness... it could make everything worse.

Shit...

My eyes were irritated.

I could use a soda or something sweet to drink, but in this world, I don't think those things exist. I also miss the internet, the entertainment of TV shows, emulators, and pirated websites that gave me peace in my moments of anxiety.

I just want to sleep. I'm sick of being poor... I hate BEING POOR—I HATE IT!

...

"There's no point in daydreaming. This won't change anything... I'm just evading the reality of my frustrating situation."

Damn...

"Mr. Kinua, you look miserable."

"HUH?"

"You don't look in a good state." Mimi can see it.

"Interrupted from my thoughts, I had once again been intercepted by the orange cat girl."

"Mimi wants to know if you have a home?"

"Mimi, is that you?" Kino raised his gaze to make out the voice that was incorrectly calling his name.

"Yes, I'm Mimi, Mimi didn't expect to find you, Kinua, and especially not in such a miserable state."

"First, I'm Kinomoto no Kinua. Second, what are you doing here? Third, I don't have any money if you want candy or food."

"Mimi doesn't want that. Mimi just came to say hello."

"Oh, yeah, hello. What brings you here, Mimi?"

"Mimi came to see you and thank you for the last time."

"Oh, yeah, well, thank you."

"Hey, Kinua, do you have a home?"

"And why do you want to know that?"

"You don't look well."

"You stink like crazy."

"Hey, girl, watch your language!"

" "It's not an insult, Mimi. I wouldn't do it just by smelling that."

"Hey, kid, do you have a place to sleep?"

"Mimi just wants to know if you're okay. You look like a bum. Besides, get up. I'm talking to you."

"Now you're calling me kid, gee, I'm Kinomoto. You don't know exactly. Better call me Kino, it's easier to say."

Aside from that, what do you think of a starving man?" Kinomoto moved his eyes and mouth in annoyance as he tried to sleep on the table again. Meanwhile, another voice and silhouette appeared.

"Don't move me abruptly. I'm trying to rest. I'm not sleeping."

"Hey, little one, why are you taking so long? Didn't you say you'd be right back!"

"Little girl, they're talking to you. You better not waste time with me," I responded, wanting to sleep on the table again, but again I was interrupted by a restless Mimi who tugged at my arm.

"Oh, Ricardo, Mimi was already leaving until I saw a friend!"

—So, my friend, huh? Boy, are you the one at the table okay?!

I was bothered again, but this time it wasn't Mimi grabbing me. I felt more force in the shake that woke me from sleep.

—Mimi, I already told you not to do that, it's annoying.

—So this is the boy you were talking about, Mimi!

—Hey, another voice, who is it? Girl, don't tell me you brought your brothers with you.

—Ah, Mimi can't explain it well like that, if you fall asleep.

—I'm telling you, I'm not falling asleep…

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"When I woke up from Sandman's world, I was going to get up and retreat to the shelter, but what I saw in front of me was…"

"The man in front of me has green eyes, a muscular build, and is covered in short brown fur with a dark brown oblong mane that he adorns like a Mohawk with two small red braids sticking out of the sides of his mane. He has tan fur on his chest, biceps, mouth, and palms, and a dark brown beard.

Not to mention the tiny detail that I have someone in front of me who is twice my size...

a.a.a.a.ahhhhhh WOLF!

"I fell out of my chair with my hair standing on end in fright, Jesus - demihumans are so troublesome, demihumans are the only ones I haven't stolen from; they have strength and abilities that are much more difficult to dodge. I had a bad time the last time I messed with one."

"I'm a small kobold, don't get me wrong. Did I scare you, kid?"

"Scared me! No, you just surprised me." Those teeth and fangs could tear my face or my body. I have to be careful with this guy here.

"Well, what do you want?"

"Hey, kid, I was just looking for my teammate, this little cat here."

"Ricardo, Mimi didn't expect you to come looking for me."

"Little girl, our mistress asked me to take care of you."

"Oh, Anastasia entrusted you with a task. Mimi doesn't need taking care of, I'm not a little girl, Ricardo."

"Surely your mistress worries about you, Mimi, there's nothing wrong with that."

"Okay, since you're with your partner, I'll be leaving." I quickly got up from the ground to start running when an arm was grabbed tightly again.

"I looked fearfully at the werewolf. He was wearing long, black pants without hem, black arm guards, and white wrappings under his dark-colored clothing on his arms and waist, along with an orange belt. He's also wearing a shoulder guard with some kind of logo on it. Damn, I don't understand that language."

"Wait, kid, don't go yet. Did you finish eating?"

—Eat, eh, I wasn't eating, I was just hanging out here.

—Oh, Kinua, you still haven't answered Mimi's question. Do you have a house?

—Uh, well... how do I explain it... I'm not from this kingdom, and I don't have a house. I rent a room.

—Dude, are you a foreigner because you look like that? Where are you from?

—If Mimi wants to know, too.

—Oh shit, I shouldn't have said I don't belong to the kingdom. Damn, I have to be careful with what I say. Okay, now, which would be the most reliable place? I've heard of several places when I was looking for cash and work.

—The last time they asked me what kingdom I was from, I answered Volakia, which really angered some people, so that one's out. Now I only have two options: Karagari and Gusteko.

—Well, I was from Gusteko.

—Gusteko, the land of snow? Boy, no wonder you're in these warmer meadows.

—That explains the sorry state of not having a house. Mimi feels bad for you.

"If it's sad, I'd already leave."

"Wait, Kinua!"

"Hey, I'm Kinomoto. Mimi, remember that."

"Mimi wants to return the other favor. You didn't have anything and yet you helped me. Now Mimi wants to help you!"

"Wait, little one, don't you think Miss Anastasia will agree so easily?"

"Of course not! But he has something promising. After all, he's from Gusteko's kingdom."

"Hmm, maybe it will work, but I still want to know more about the boy."

"Mimi, wait, are you serious? Aren't you lying?"

"No, Mimi, I wouldn't lie, really. I'm grateful to you, and I don't like seeing you in that depressed state."

"Well, I thank Mimi. My situation wasn't good at all."

"Okay, let's go with Miss Anastasia. Mimi is happy to help."

"Oh, I almost forgot." I'm Kinomoto Kurosaki, isn't that right, Ricardo?

"That's right, kid. Let me introduce myself. I'm Ricardo Welking of the Steel Fangs."

"Well, since we've introduced ourselves, we'd better hurry, especially since Miss Anastasia has a tight schedule."

"Come on, Kinua."

"Don't worry, I'm already awake, so I won't go back to sleep."

Later."

"I hope I understood correctly. You deserted your home and now you've been looking for a job for days..."

"Oh, that sounds bad. You don't seem to have had a good time, kid." The kobold expressed his pity for Kinomoto while Mimi looked at Kino.

"Yes, I know it sounds bad, but I had my reasons, aside from the bad weather there."

The merchant woman who stood before me had somewhat exotic features: blue-green eyes and long, wavy purple hair that extended to her hips. She's wearing a long white dress with a fur hat that reminds me of the hats Russians in my world wear, and a scarf, along with a large purse shaped like a satchel. She also wears a yellow star-shaped hairpin and a small teal pendant around her neck.

She's actually pretty, she looked like a doll.

"Okay, I understand that. I've been through similar things too." But before I accept you, I want to ask what you offer me in return.

Although her personality is quite crafty despite appearing to be short.

"As a former inhabitant of the sacred kingdom of Gusteko, what I offer is a large number of food recipes, so I can offer a good creation of edible products."

"Hmm, not bad, the proposal is interesting." For a merchant, these kinds of deals are very useful.

"Thanks to Ricardo and Mimi talking so much, I was able to gather a lot of useful information for the negotiation with your mistress. If not, then I'll be fine."

"If, in addition to that, I offer my knowledge of that country."

"It may sound risky, but I can use my knowledge of my world to come out on top. Maybe at first, she'll believe me, but sooner or later, doubts will start. The good thing is that they seem to have swallowed my tragic story. The fat of a dead family really helps."

"Okay, I, Anastasia Hoshin, the president of the Hoshin company, welcome you. I hope we work well together."

"The pretty girl with the hat raised her palm to me, and I shook it back to seal the deal."

"I'm Kinomoto Kurosaki. I hope we get along well."

"Welcome to the team, kid," Ricardo smiled, his sharp fangs visible. "Mimi's happy for you," Mimi raised her little hands in celebration. "I'd been welcomed with open arms by those present. It was a satisfying feeling compared to previous encounters. This was like winning the lottery."

—Okay, just wait here with Mimi. I have some paperwork to do before we head to our headquarters.

—Meanwhile, Mimi, entertain our new partner.

—Yes!

Anastasia left with Ricardo, following her toward the exit of the restaurant where the negotiations took place.

—Kinua, welcome. We'll be faction mates.

—It's Kinomoto. Forget it, better tell me. Kino, it's easier to remember…

—Kino. Yes, you're right. It's easier for Mimi to remember—

—Hey, Kino, Mimi wants to know what your old home was like. Mimi approached euphoria, while Kino showed a bit of discomfort at the kitty girl's childish attitude.

—Oh, my old home…

It's a little hard to describe.

—Mimi wants to know. You liked to play in the snow, I've never done it. How does it feel? Mimi wants to know!

—Okay, fine, shoot, and I'll answer.

—What family do you come from? Mimi means, did you come from any lineage? Notable?

—Notable lineage, no, I don't understand why everyone thinks I'm a noble. I only wear these clothes to avoid the cold. Believe me, the climate there isn't warm at all, but I do have a family. A father and a mother. Nothing particularly unusual.

—You had a family, Mimi. I'm sorry.

—Yes, I know it was tragic. Wolves killed them.

—The loss of your family motivated you to leave Gusteko.

—Uh... I decided to go alone. I'm looking for new opportunities. Besides, we don't get along that well.

—Didn't you get along with them?

—No.

—But why does Mimi want to know?!

…

—Family... won't always be united. Mimi, you can't call people who are always throwing innuendos at each other united. That's not very pleasant all the time.

—Mimi doesn't understand.

—Calm down, girl. Just get along with your loved ones. Don't worry about me. Besides, they're already dead, nothing will change. that

/////////

4 weeks later

Hoshin Department Store Lugunica

—Here, ma'am

—I'm still young…

—The order is placed, Mrs. Fauzenn

—An elderly woman with graying blonde hair with whom I've dealt several times, a hardened woman, with a straightforward personality who rarely beats around the bush when she has something to say. In short, someone extremely difficult to deal with, although I've gotten used to her, I think…

—The old woman packed her purchases in baskets, carried many household items, and walked out of the Hoshin Department Store.

—Thank you, and come back soon.

—If you come back again, Mimi will be happy!

—Miss Anastasia's business is going great.

—Yes, that's right!

—Yes.

—More enthusiasm, my friend.

—No.

—Mimi thinks you're a grouch. Cedric

—Think what you want, girl.

—Come on, let's not be negative.

—No.

—Well, I tried.

"It's been several Weeks, and now I find myself with a job and a temporary resting place. Low pay, long hours. I don't think it's that different from my old jobs in Latin America... Except for the fact that I'm independent.

I dreamed about this before, but now I see the whole picture is shit.

I live on my own. Nope, it's survival. I never really thought how bad it would be living alone. Even having a shelter is hard, having a low-paying job that keeps me from getting out of this hole called poverty.

Well, at least I don't sleep on the streets anymore. Having a decent bed is good. Sleeping outdoors was terrifying and dangerous and really messed up and uncomfortable.

I'm at the Hoshin Industries headquarters, a warehouse where they kept a bunch of strange artifacts for someone from another world. Some look like weapons, like cannons covered by blankets, others are simple everyday artifacts, like kitchen tools, bathroom pipes, etc.

Anastasia, the girl with the big plush hat, left me here in this industrial warehouse with other workers, but unlike them, I slept right here. I had my own room and a bed. It seems lonely, but I have Mimi, the kitten who comes to visit, and grumpy Cedrick, who seems to hate everyone.

However, I still don't understand the purpose of this. I mean, does Anastasia really see potential in me, or am I being monitored by that purple-haired woman?

She asked me too many questions, I understand that, but none of them went as far as I expected. Could it be that she realized the deception and is just testing me?

That girl sometimes seems like a cunning fox.

It doesn't matter. The truth is, the deception was only to get closer to me. This girl is a merchant, and I will simply use my old knowledge to make myself rich. It doesn't matter that she doesn't know where I'm from if I help her with her own businesses.

The girl cares little or nothing about who I am or where I really come from.

And now I'm dealing with my partner at the request of the owner of Hoshin Industries due to his poor performance. Honestly, I don't care what happens to him, but I'm worried about my job. Right now, I'm hunting down Cedric so he doesn't avoid me.

—Hey, buddy.

—Not right now.

"Cedrik, my odious partner with greasy hair and yellow eyes, a young man in an old linen shirt patched with leather in some places. He was in charge of organizing the warehouse. He made sure that the orders arrived in good condition and weren't in bad shape."

—Wait.

—What do you want?

—Cedrik, when I started working, I noticed you weren't very happy. Why is that?

—It's none of your business.

—Oh, Cedrik-san, don't be like that. I'll ask you nicely and then you'll answer me. You're cruel!" Kinomoto melodramatically feigned sadness while trying to get Cedric to let his guard down.

—Cedrik, you mean thing, you make Kinua cry. Mimi wants to hit you!

—Ah… Okay, let's talk, but in private.

"Haha, my plan worked. After several days of trying, it finally worked. Nothing a little emotional blackmail could do. Help, the only good thing about being a little short is my face is so innocent it shows confidence. Thank you, Mimi, you were very helpful in my plan."

"Okay, let's go."

"Mimi, stay here. Yes."

"Oh, but."

"Mimi, someone has to take care of the warehouse."

"Okay, Mimi, I'll take care of this for now." Cedric and Kinomoto went deeper into the warehouse so they could talk without the surveillance of Anastasia's people.

"So, what's bothering you?"

"I've been working for Hoshin Industries for several years now, and I want a raise."

"Oh, I understand that."

"Don't talk nonsense, a brat like you. You don't understand what it means to raise a family."

"Hey, you're married?! I thought you were a free spirit."

"Are you insulting me?"

"No, it's not that I didn't see you as a family man."

"Well, at least that's what I thought. You look very young, even though you're a bit tall and long. No offense, of course..."

"No, not at all." You're offending me...

—Good. Don't let this bother you. Believe me, you'll be better off. Your family won't always go hungry. I can give you food from me, if that's what you need.

—I don't need that... besides, I'm thinking ahead.

—Okay... Maybe I can help you.

—Yes, but for that, we'd better wait until the others leave and you close.

—Okay.

—Good, see you.

…

/////////////////

"Another day, another day, another daa ... A tough week and just one day is worth it all.

Kinomoto moved while dancing, humming a song, unaware that his partner was watching him.

"Since when did you start singing? I've never seen this about you."

"Ehhh!

How long have you been watching?"

"Long enough to know that you even dance while singing."

Kinomoto sweated heavily as he realized his partner had been spying on him; shame was the only emotion conveyed on his face, hoping no one else had seen it. Cedric only replied with an annoyed sigh.

"The time has come. Come with me and stand guard."

"Why or what?"

"Just do it, it's good for both of us."

"Okay."

It's late at the Hoshin warehouse. Two men were standing outside, taking advantage of the fact that there were no guards around. Most of them had their work schedules full, while the two had gotten ahead with their work.

" A carriage had dragons tied to its harness. It was outside the building, but this wasn't the carriage he'd seen before. This carriage isn't part of the buyers' market. Something Kino viewed with some caution. Kino snarled.

"What's this..."

"This, my friend, is the future.

Reselling these items and putting them on the black market will give us a good bargain. With this, the economic problems will end."

"Cedrik, you realize how risky this is. What makes you think they won't notice the absence of several of the artifacts in the warehouse? You know the trouble you could get into..."

"Oh, my friend, don't worry about it. I had everything planned after taking inventory."

"Cedrik, this is going to bite you in the back if you're not careful. Do you even know what powerful person you're messing with?"

—Yes, I'm aware of the risks, but everything's already covered. Besides, isn't my partner the only one who'll help me with what you're telling me?

—Are you crazy? Maybe what I told you went in and out the other ear?

—Oh, come on, buddy. What I'm offering you is an offer that will make you rich.

—I don't know... do you really think this is a good idea...

—Do you want the money or not?

…

Okay... but just this once.

—Fine, come take your share.

—Okay.

Cedric, my partner, made a deal with a girl. She's a fairly young woman with long brown hair, green eyes, medium breasts, a wool or leather vest, and metal bracelets. She definitely looks like an underworld woman. The woman handed Cedric a bag of silver and copper coins. Cedric and I split the money.

"Although it's not right, I must say it feels good to have a little more cash in my pocket."

/////////////////////

Have you been observing your colleague's behavior? Okay, what have you found out about him?

"Well... my colleague isn't happy with the salary he's earning."

"I sort of knew that. But what causes this dissatisfaction, in general?"

"He says he has a family he can't provide for. The salary is low, as I understand it."

Anastasia Hoshin moved her fingers thoughtfully over her chin. At the same time, she watched Kinomoto with a sharp gaze.

"It's strange, isn't it?"

"Strange what?"

"Well, he's been here for many years, and he's just now complaining about the salary. Normally, someone who's dissatisfied will speak out sooner." There are only two possibilities here: your partner Cedric is a first-class masochist... or he's got his teeth ready to bite me when I least expect it.

"A rather superficial observation on the part of the merchant... also known as the queen candidate, Anastasia Hoshin. I still find it shocking that that purple-haired girl is the future queen of the kingdom of Lugunica."

"Yes... this was definitely a bad idea. I made a grave mistake... God, how I hate myself. Why did I have to help that idiot Cedric...?"

"Well, another possibility is that he's shy. Maybe he's afraid to even speak."

"I don't think that's the case with Cedric. I can smell it... he's up to something. It's not easy to fool a merchant." Anastasia smiled and closed her eyes, still analyzing. "On the other hand, what can you tell me, Kurosaki-kun? I've noticed you've been in contact with Cedric more lately."

"Well... I wouldn't call it that." I'm more of a moral support person. I don't know if I could call him a friend, at least not yet.

"Hmm. It's obvious you're struggling with more than just Cedric. Your social skills are a bit... unsupportive."

"Unsupportive?"

"Yes. Outside of Mimi, Cedric, and me, you haven't had much interaction with the rest of my employees."

"They're not exactly talkative, either. Besides, Cedric didn't even see the importance of my presence before. So I don't see the problem."

Kinomoto clenched his fist under the table.

Anastasia looked away, fiddling with a silver ring on her finger.

"It's not about being supportive... it's more complicated than that. Do you know what it's like to live in a world where people aren't always honest?"

"A world like that sounds horrible. Oh, wait... we live with that every day."

"Affirmative. It's not the best image of people, I know." That's why you have to have principles, isn't it, Kurosaki?

"Yes, I understand what you mean. Without that, we'd just be animals... like earth dragons."

"It's good to know you understand. But on the other hand, Cedric... your partner... I don't think he follows the same principles as you."

"Cedric? But he's a family man..."

"There are people who aren't what they seem, Kurosaki. For example, Mimi. That little girl isn't a defenseless child: she's a ruthless mercenary, even if she looks like a child."

"I didn't expect that..."

"You see? That proves my point. Cedric's hiding something too, and I sense you are too."

Kinomoto blinked.

"Huh? That was very direct. You know... that's not nice."

"Well, to tell you the truth, with how little we've talked, I sense you're hiding something else. Maybe you're not being entirely honest."

"I've told you what I know about the Gusteko kingdom. Do you doubt my loyalty?"

"I sense you're still hiding things. It's just... a sixth sense."

"I think you're asking for more than you're giving. Don't get me wrong, I understand your distrust and I respect it. But there are things I prefer to keep private."

Anastasia narrowed her eyes and lowered her voice, foxy, as she leaned toward him with a smile. "Fine. Since that's what you're thinking, would you mind if I ask you for a favor?"

"Favor? What kind of favor?"

"You'll be my spy. I want you to keep an eye on Cedric and tell me what he's up to.

Prove you're loyal, Kurosaki... and I won't doubt you again."

"You want me to keep an eye on Cedric. I know I don't know him well, but going this far isn't ethical.

"Being a spy? But what if Cedrik didn't hold anything back? What if I'm betraying him by doing this?"

"And that's why, as the boss, the leader of the company, I can't afford to do it. That's why I have to rely on any employee for this assignment. But Cedric is closed off to everyone except you. Strangely, you're the only one who gave him the keys to the locked door.

That's why you're the perfect spy for the job."

////////:

"Spy..." I repeated bitterly, as my footsteps echoed through the silent streets toward the warehouse. "What an elegant way of calling me a traitor without actually using the word."

I felt the heat rising in my throat, an uncomfortable pressure that made me want to scream, to let it all out at once. It was as if anger was slowly brewing, mixed with a helplessness that had been brewing for days.

That's what she called me. With that chess queen smile of hers: 'You'll be our spy.' As if that didn't mean 'disposable weapon.'

Because... yes. This was shit. There was no other way to say it.

But the worst part of it all... was that I couldn't pretend to be completely innocent. Neither was Cedrik. He, too, had played his cards close to his chest with secrets, and in his own way, he was also testing the edges of trust with Anastasia. I knew it. She knew it too.

And yet... how could I not feel like a dog?

A dog who accepted the order with its tail tucked between its legs. One who now only pretended not to be tamed in exchange for a few coins, a look of approval, and maybe... a little power.

"A dog that bites the hand that feeds it..."

That's what Anastasia said about Cedrik.

But that phrase only stuck with me. As if it were meant for me too.

As if I were that dog that doesn't bark or attack... it only accepts bribes and remains silent.

At least the one who bites shows they have a soul. The trained one only waits for orders. And they don't even bark when something is wrong.

"Damn..." I muttered, stopping in front of a wall to lightly bump my fist. "What the hell did I get myself into?"

And the worst part is that part of me wanted to say no. I wished I had the courage to refuse him.

But another part... the darkest and most curious... did want to know.

I wanted to see with my own eyes what Cedrik was hiding.

Maybe to judge him. Maybe out of envy. Maybe to feel like I was at least doing something useful.

Or just to please Anastasia. So she could see that I, too, know how to play this game of masks.

And now... everything disgusts me.

I didn't even want to go to the store. If it weren't for the fact that they're paying today, I would have locked myself in some corner and pretended to be sick.

"What a fucking world," I muttered.

Everything around me seemed dull. Gray. Ugly.

Nothing those damn motivational videos sold resembled this.

"Become independent, start from scratch, be free."

Lies. Lies sold in epic tones.

Now I'm here, without a fixed roof, without privacy, without dignity.

Everything I have fits in this bag and my jacket.

I have no magic.

I don't have a group of adventurers.

There are no colorful quests or experience rewards.

I have no guide.

I have no system.

I don't even have any luck with old women who haggle over everything.

And worst of all, I'm invisible, even more so in my world with women. How is that even possible?!

"Where the hell is the fun part of isekai?" I complained to the air, raising my voice even though no one was there to hear me. Where's that sense of adventure? That feeling that my life is worth something now?

Where did the idea of ​​buying swords, magic staffs, or armor go?

Where did exploring dungeons floor by floor with a party go?

Leveling up with experience by killing monsters with a bunch of friends and companions?

Saving girls from the bad guys isn't even asking too much?

I sighed heavily in resignation.

At least in my world, I could pretend everything was okay with hot, sweet coffee and read light novels, manga, or visual novels.

What a vile deception I swallowed. I hope no one else has to suffer this.

Is this what they wanted from me? Is this what I came here to do?

Walking like a beggar on the street, begging for food.

Having everything I had stolen from me…

Being a dirty, cowardly thief.

Eating tree bark… "They said eating roots connects you with nature… I hope they choke on them."

Serving a manipulative boss who orders me to shoot in the back.

Betraying my partner.

Playing spy without training. Without a safety net.

Without any guarantee that this won't end badly for me.

I curse you, damn summoner!

I want to scream.

I want to escape.

I wish I hadn't agreed.

But I'm here now. I've made my decision.

And now… it's my turn to follow through.

Because this world doesn't wait.

Because work is work.

"And sometimes… being an obedient dog is all that's left," I whispered, feeling an emptiness growing inside me.

It's not betrayal if it's about survival, right? Not if the other person is also hiding things... not if... not if... Shit.

Slowly, I approached to observe Cedrik. This time, I had to find out what he was doing.

Hopefully, he's just closed off and not hiding anything bad.

I prefer discomfort to being seen as a threat by him.

I softened my steps and slowly walked to the office where Cedrik was standing. This time, he wasn't alone, he was with someone else.

"Can you believe it, Cedrik? What we got was a bargain. That money was worth a lot." A larger man with a beard spoke. He looked like a gang member of this world.

"That's right. If we continue like this, we'll please the bishop. By the grace of God Laguna."

"And to think you hesitated before falsifying the inventory reports. Thanks to this, we were able to steal parts of the loot. A good story about a noble family. Broken, the forgery of this jewel helped." Reed pointed to the gem on his neck.

"We had to be very careful. If someone found out, it's possible the real candidate would put us in prison."

—What a narrow-minded thought, Reed. They could even put us in debt, or worse, cut off our heads.

—-guh. No, that would be a total disgrace to Od Laguna.

Od Laguna? What's that?

Those were the questions swirling around my head. Was there a different religion than my world here?

I guess it makes sense, it's another world. The beliefs shouldn't be the same.

I walked away from the place. I'd heard enough. It doesn't seem like Cedrik is innocent. I left slowly, without making a sound, until I was far from the place.

That bastard saw my face too... I won't feel bad for you anymore. I thank you for making me look like a complete idiot...

I went back to work, but there's no doubt that Cedrik is going to be caught dead for this.

Some time later.

I went to the bathroom, forced the lock, and... took out the magic mirror Anastasia gave me.

And...

Anastasia's face appeared in the magic mirror. It was almost like a cell phone. The communication we were having was almost like a modern cell phone video call.

Hallucinating, to tell the truth, it seems out of this world... This is more like something out of an Isekai. I put on a neutral expression before answering and seeing my boss, apparently a future queen.

And a cunning bitch.

"And well, what did you discover?"

"You were right, they falsified the warehouse inventory. They've been stealing drugs and various artifacts from Hoshin companies."

"I thought so. I already smelled bad." Anastasia Hoshin changed her face to a less childish or adorable one. Her fingers touched her chin, thinking, "Actually, he has an accomplice, Reed. Cedrik doesn't work, he just resells everything on the black market."

I stared at Cedrik and Reed for hours. They were drinking beer, so they were completely unaware of what they were doing while drunk. I noticed it when I saw many beer bottles on the floor. Those bastards laughed pompously, like a generic nobleman.

I can't believe I was fooled that easily, and to think that I once believed Cedrik would be my adventuring party partner. I mean, it was only natural to think that.

"So two traitors...hmm. Interesting, two employees doing business with the shadows and the black market."

"It's gone... what a farce, that they were from a destroyed noble family. They've deceived you all this time. They even insulted you.

"I really don't just want that idiot to pay for deceiving me."

Anastasia frowned in clear displeasure at the insults Kino fabricated about Cedrik.

"Wow, to think I thought you'd back down, but you really were a good spy."

"Don't even mention it. I feel dirty for having believed that bastard."

"I appreciate you telling me. Don't risk it anymore. I'm going to deal with Cedric and Reed from now on."

" —Fine, thanks, I'm going to rest, as the employment contract says.

Anastasia looked at me more calmly, but also somewhat doubtfully, at Kino.

—Okay, that's done.

One more thing, we'll talk later in private.

Don't panic, it'll just be a chat between merchants.

—Okay

—Good luck with your weekend.

Anastasia hung up.

//////

It's been days since I reported Cedrik and Reed's illegal activities.

I'm just resting right now from everything. I have no idea what's going on with them, honestly. I don't care.

The good thing is I received a bonus in addition to the pay, and it's not a fucking pizza, it's more silver and gold coins.

Fucking knowing this was what you got for helping out. I wouldn't have even thought about it.

I tossed and moved the bag of silver coins back and forth like a ball from one hand to the other.

The satisfaction was indescribable; it was so much money it wouldn't fit in my wallet. This is life.

Maybe I'm exaggerating, but I've rarely saved up so much money in a short period of time. The habit is usually to save like crazy for months.

Finally, something common in Isekai: to be filthy rich with little effort.

Absurd, yes.

But I finally have the script on my side! A mischievous smile appeared on the black-haired boy's face. Fortune smiled upon him.

——Okay, now for the million-dollar question.

What should I invest it in?

I have to research later on how to get my own house.

I bet it's possible to buy one here without all the crappy paperwork.

That's already an achievement for me.

On the other hand, in my world... Young people my age don't even have the money or the opportunity to own a house. Adults say that all the time, but let's be realistic, prices are sky-high.

Own houses? Please. Most people my age don't even have enough to eat chips or a place to fall asleep... and those who do manage to buy something live deeper in debt than a soap opera about drug dealers.

And all for what? To show off a new-generation cell phone that they don't even know how to use beyond TikTok? But they only buy it because the model number is new!

Ha, pure bullshit. Before, phones came with everything... charger, headphones, even a manual. Now you're lucky if they don't charge you for the box separately.

And let's not even talk about the car. Every child's dream? It ends up being every adult's financial tumor. Insurance, gas, maintenance, checks... it's a bottomless pit! But of course, the important thing is to look good on Instagram.

Then there are those who go to Coppel to get things on credit as if the future didn't exist. A 60-inch Smart TV with biweekly payments? What a strategic vision of failure!

And yet, when you say, "I don't go into debt, I manage, I live in peace without owing anyone anything," they tell you that you're "classist."

"Classist, me? Please. I'm from the barrio... but with class. The difference is that I learned to use my brain, not a credit card."

"Keep up with your "smart purchases" and your "interest-free months." I'll stay here, peacefully, drinking coffee and reading about finances while everyone else drowns in debt as if it were a luxury. Poor devils."

—Seriously... How is it possible that so many people don't understand something so basic? I really think everyone's stupid except me. (makes a condescending face)

Now it's all about paying for that

going into debt to buy things you don't need. Where's common sense? Hahaha

What's next, selling a kidney?

—And then there are those who think having style means spending more than their monthly salary... Please, someone teach them what financial control is. [makes an annoyed face]

Normal... idiots and stupid people get into debt like crazy with cell phones that aren't that great or take out deposits at Coppel stores.

Oh, the biggest scam for any kid who dreams of owning a car.

The result is you're going to bleed more with everything that comes with driving one.

Doesn't anyone know what the hell financial self-control is?

I mean, one thing is food, another is splurge on luxuries. Who can't pay and still get into debt.

"I, on the other hand, am a different specimen, from the neighborhood, yes, but with class and brains." He crossed his arms proudly.

Of course, some might say "classist," but what can you expect from people who don't even know how to save up for their daily coffee? [He shrugs with false resignation.]

Well, I'll stay here, in my absolute peace, owing no one anything, while everyone else gets caught up in their own nonsense. [He puts on a tired, wise face.]

I prefer not to owe anyone anything and be in absolute peace.

I don't want the grocery stores screwing me over for buying a Next-Gen cell phone.

No, no, no, sir. I'm better

Poor idiots

////

My weekend and my break are over, unfortunately

This would actually be my fifth week

Bleh, how lazy

But that's how things are, we have to get back to work

I haven't seen Cedric and his partner anywhere

Have they fired him?

Did they reprimand him?

Whatever happens to him, I don't care

He asked for it

I wasn't the one who did that

It's his problem

It's that simple

If I didn't do it, I'd be an accomplice.

I may sound cruel, but honestly, I couldn't care less.

If Cedric lied, let him bear the consequences. I've had enough of my own lies.

If you hate me for being honest, do it, it doesn't matter.

I'm just a former high school graduate trying to find my way in the workforce, and right now, that's what matters.

Well, Kino, keep it up, and maybe I can be a good businessman in the future. I just have to climb more ladders.

Who would have thought my Isekai life wouldn't be like a work like Kim Dokja or Zero no Tsukaima with Saito and the annoying pink loli, the one with the awkward, embarrassing Rudeus Greyrat, whose world was visibly beautiful in the illustrations?

I currently describe my life not as a fantasy adventure manga...

But rather as a boring cooking manga with those lukewarm protagonists. Bleh.

What a bummer.

When I expected waifus and magical beasts, all I found was work...

I'm working right now while telling myself I have to move forward. Normally, I've already lost several jobs, it's just a matter of getting used to it, and if things don't improve, I'll look for new horizons.

For now, I'm earning very well, and what these people are saying is true: I'm in the hands of a future queen.

So, I won't lack bread, at least not on the table.

That's something.

And as long as it continues like this, I'm happy to be this way.

I don't have many friends, but honestly, work isn't the place to make them. They're just colleagues; no one can really trust you, and I say this from experience.

In my previous jobs, I had a gossipy colleague. The so-called boss's bootlicker. That colleague, whom no one likes, is essentially the evolution of the teacher's pet.

He accuses everyone of anything we do other than work, just to look good to the boss. He's not trustworthy, but ironically, he's the most honest in the sea of ​​hypocrisy. Well, at least he doesn't stab you in the back for going to the bathroom and taking half an hour.

Fucking faggot. My stomach was literally so upset that I was on my phone to relax, and that asshole wouldn't stop harassing me.

That snitch moron.

Those kinds of people should be locked up in a mental hospital.

Those are the real crazy people.

I just live without bothering anyone, and I don't bother anyone for no reason.

That's how people should live without conflicts or stupid fights.

I continue moving boxes with difficulty, but I'm also helped by other demihumans who carry more than 4 boxes without breaking a sweat.

That only makes me feel small compared to the rest.

Damn show-offs…

—Thanks for the help.

I continue working.

—Kinua, hello.

I see little cat Mimi again.

Kino…

—It's…Kino.

Little girl, what's up? Did you fight with your brothers again?

—Oh, Mimi doesn't like it, but it's hard to deal with little brothers.

Mimi, maybe she's not as good as her two brothers.

—It's normal, you're calm. Siblings tend to screw each other up sometimes, but as long as it doesn't escalate into worse blows, it'll be okay.

Little girl, we just let it be. If something bothers you, just let them know.

"Oh, Mimi thinks you're very wise."

This isn't the first time I've helped little Mimi with her problems. It's a little comforting to be sought out for simpler things, less political or involving money.

I sat down for a moment to grab a quick bite to eat, since carrying all that stuff tires me out.

I move around to quickly bring my food from one place to another and I'm surprised by...

Again, a somewhat annoying visitor.

Bravo, the gentleman with the premium shampoo arrived... just what was missing.

A gentleman who was patrolling from then on due to the previous problems.

A man with a fine demeanor and elegant hairstyle, tall, with light violet hair that reaches his neck, a lock of which can be seen, he has yellow eyes. Like the other knights of Lugunica, he wore his legendary white and red uniform, black armor underneath, and a cape.

He also had a sword hanging from a scabbard in his white pants.

Julius Jukulius

That pretty boy is called the best of knights and worked for the boss, Anastasia Hoshin.

This guy does resemble an isekai protagonist, unlike me…

Julius just watched the workers go about their duties, hoping nothing strange would happen.

These kinds of sights are annoying, but I understand why they're more likely to be Cedrik's.

But he's still intimidating with that… what do you call a noble aura.

Just seeing him walking here makes me feel like he's the supervisor who's just here to play with you with his eyes and report you.

His yellow eyes seem to be looking into your soul.

Why is he looking at me like that… do they suspect me…

I resumed my tasks, still suspecting that I'm having lunch during work hours.

I waited for him to leave.

And I went back to eating the fruit I bought. I still can't believe this is called orange and this is apple. Apple and orange

—Mimi, hey, it's time for a break.

—No, girl, I'm just hungry. Before you ask, here...

I gave her a fruit commonly called mangu, a mango.

I still can't get used to the different names for things like fruit.

—Don't get dirty.

—Mimi thanks and doesn't get dirty.

—I speak from experience, mangu is very messy.

I bit into my apple. The fruit was definitely useful, delicious, healthy, and filling, not like the disgusting rind I once tried... yuck.

While Mimi bit into the mango with the peel on.

—Mimi, you haven't eaten mangu before, right?

—Mimi is big, of course I've eaten mangu.

—Give me that... I quickly took the mango from her and started peeling it so the cat girl could eat it without swallowing the peel.

—Here, it's all there is to it, don't eat the big seed.

—Mimi, finally, see the yellow part!

—-If that's the handle, this one here in my hand is a peel, you can take it off.

—Mimi thinks this is delicious.

—I'm glad you like it.

—Mimi says we're friends.

—Friends?

Girl, we're just coworkers.

—Mimi says you can't deny it. We spend time at work, and when it comes to food, you're the only one Mimi talks to.

—Well, if you put it that way, it's true…

Mimi looks like an adorable stuffed animal, one of those cuddly ones a little bigger than a teddy bear.

I don't understand how a little girl can be so innocent while being a mercenary…

It's even illogical.

Not my thing, it's illogical…

I have a stable job, a positive work environment, good pay.

And although my coworkers exasperate me, little Mimi's annoyances don't.

I smile on the outside, but inside I curse my lack of strength. I hope it doesn't show how sometimes my anger seeps through my eyebrows and eyes.

Am I wrong for not being happy here?

Could it be that I'm defective... this is the dream of many people... And I'm not happy...

….

I'd better not think about it anymore.

For now, I'll focus and that's it.

I was fed up with what...

The gentleman, Mr. Perfect, came to my address.

….

This isn't looking good at all.

—-Miss Anastasia requests your presence.

I thought so… I'm screwed.

///////

—Hi, Kino-kun, how's your work week going? Gusteko is colder than I imagined… although for you I suppose it doesn't make much difference now, does it?

The cold reveals things… masks crack, secrets tremble.

...although for you, I suppose it doesn't make much difference lately, does it?

She's using my nickname, my own boss, that's not natural.

—I'm not used to the cold, I can bear the atmosphere here.

—I heard Gusteko's barley soup is good for winter… although I doubt someone like you would enjoy it.

——Hahaha… I'm not much of a beer fan, so… yeah, good observation.

—I understand. It just seemed strange to me: I was talking to people from the old market, and they don't remember any "Kino" in Gusteko. I was wondering if your last name could be a pseudonym... or if your family, let's say, isn't that visible in that kingdom.

She's testing me out... this isn't good.

"Kino is a nickname, not a last name." "My family is humble. We don't appear in important records."

No one remembers a "Kino," but they mentioned a curious young man asking about ancient technology... that caught my attention.

"Naturally. No one is interested in the invisible... unless they know how to see beyond it. I like riddles, though I detest lies. They confuse me."

What the hell does this old hag think she is...? I'm not her son, damn it!"

With maternal softness, she concludes; "I just wanted to see how you're doing. Remember, you're under my protection... as long as you remain who you say you are."

She knows! Shit. Shit. SHIT.

How? How did he realize it so quickly?

I left no clues. I left no…

I'm screwed!

/////

On my late break outside the Hoshin Warehouse in the Lugunica Market

Ugh... no way! How did he know? Damn it...

Could he have found out I'd looked up books about Gusteko?

No... it was impossible. I was cautious.

And even then, it was no use.

I didn't even understand the text. It wasn't Japanese. It was something else... another language.

I was outside, on my break. The Hoshin Warehouse was behind me. The air smelled of baked bread, spices... and something else. Something that made my chest constrict.

And the tension I feel is up to my neck.

Damn...

May lightning strike me...

I was going to see the town, seeing everything about the kingdom, and what I would do at the end of the day.

Maybe if I get away a little, the waters will calm, and maybe I'll forget what we talked about.

It's necessary to temporarily remove myself from Anastasia Hoshin's radar.

The murmur of the city faded as Kino walked away from the market. The air still smelled of spices and baked bread, but something... something weighed on it.

Then he felt it.

"Look who's roaming the streets like they owe nothing... The snitch of the month."

I try to remain calm.

"I don't know what they're talking about."

Cedrik approaches slowly, without taking his eyes off her.

"You don't need to know. Your martyr's face alone was enough to make that bitch Anastasia move.

Do you think you're better than us? A silent hero?"

Kino's deep voice tightened.

"I didn't say anything. I swear."

Reed laughs, circling him.

"Did you hear him, Cedrik? He didn't say anything. What a pure soul...

So how come we're in such shit and you're still walking around with that unspoiled face?"

Cedrik spoke firmly, almost fatherly.

"Kino... traitors don't need to talk to betray," Cedrik said, with a calmness that hurt more than the shouting. "Sometimes, all you have to do is be in the wrong place... and not keep your mouth shut when you should have."

"I'm screwed," Kino thought. "They don't want justice. They want relief. And I'm the perfect target."

"You were never a good liar, Kino," said a deep voice behind him.

"I thought you weren't in the capital anymore," Kino replied. His tone was neutral. Cold. But inside, his pulse was pounding.

"And we thought you weren't a snitch." Reed smiled without warmth. "Look, the invisible boy became useful... to someone else."

"I didn't say anything," Kino replied, lowering his gaze for just a second. Mistake. That was a crack.

"So it was her, was it?" Cedrik took a step forward. "That Hoshin bitch. What did she offer you?

"Did she give you a medal for good behavior? Or just a sickening smile?"

"Why do they think I betrayed them?" Kino asked, his voice lowering a notch.

"Because no one else knew. And because there are only two people worth caring about in that group," Reed said, his tone firm. "And one of them had dirtier eyes than ours."

"Cedrik, you can't blame me for your mistakes. I told you it was a bad idea."

"And you... always so silent." Silence lies more than words, you know?

Kino clenched his fists. He couldn't run. He couldn't scream. There were no witnesses. And worse: if he fought back… the suspicion would be confirmed.

"Did they come to beat me? To kill me? Is that what's next?"

Cedrik sharpened a nail with the blade, Reed gritted his teeth. "Nah." Cedrik pulled out a small blade, no bigger than a kitchen knife. "Strike would be too kind. We want to see you break, Kino."

"See if the kid who plays mercenary can bleed like the others," Reed added, with a crooked smile.

Kino took a half-step back.

"Do you really think I'm afraid of you?" he whispered, and his eyes reflected something deeper—not defiance, not rage. It was resignation—and something darker.

Cedrik laughed.

"No. But we are angry with you. And that's enough."

Then they charged at him.

Kino didn't hesitate.

With a swift movement, he pulled the cane from his pocket. He swung it hard, and the tip shot out like a spear.

"GHAGH!" Reed screamed as the blow broke his nose and knocked out a tooth.

Before Cedrik could react, Kino spun around and delivered a direct blow to his neck. Cedrik managed to cover himself, but the impact knocked him back.

He didn't think twice. He ran. As he was about to leave the alley,

A word cut through the air like a dagger:

"Hyuma."

The ground shook.

Then he felt it.

Ice stalagmites erupted like murderous spears, slamming into his back with a brutal crunch.

"GAHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

He fell.

I felt my spine being pierced by icy needles. Warm liquid began to ooze out. It wasn't sweat.

It was blood.

I fell sideways. The world tilted.

When I looked at the ground, the red puddle was already there.

"That... that's mine," I whispered.

I tried to move. A sharp pain exploded in my hand. Another blow. Another punishment.

"AAAAAAHHHHHH! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

A shoe slammed into my hand as I dragged myself toward the exit, and more blood spilled onto the floor.

The stone floor was cold, but Kino's body burned. Not from fever. Not from shame. From fear.

The ice crystals still stuck in his back like treacherous needles, and his breathing was a shaky, uneven gasp, as if his body had already forgotten how to survive. He was curled up in a ball, his bloodstained hands shaking uncontrollably, and his teeth chattering, not just from the pain... but from the inescapable certainty of what was to come.

"Look at him... like a scared dog," Reed spat, his voice dripping with disgust.

"One who didn't learn his lesson," Cedrik added, with that crooked smile that betrayed venom. His silhouette rose against the orange light of the Lugunica afternoon, distorted by the elongated shadow of the alley.

Kino tried to sit up, weakly supporting himself with an elbow as his ribs screamed in pain. Blood continued to flow from his back, sticking his clothes to his body. He didn't understand when everything had gone so wrong so quickly. He'd just been walking... just walking...

"I didn't tell them anything," he managed to mutter hoarsely, as if the air itself were scratching his throat.

"And who cares what you say?" Reed crouched down in front of him, his eyes blazing with paranoid fury. "Do you think we don't know when someone's talking? You've been reeking of snitching ever since you were late to work."

Cedrik circled him like a vulture. He stopped behind him and spoke, this time in a low, almost gentle voice.

"You don't have to die, Kino. There are options. The Order of Od Laguna... accepts the broken. Beaten dogs like you. You could even rise, if you learn to obey."

Kino, halting, shook his head. Not out of bravery. Not out of pride.

Because something inside him clung to the last shred of humanity he had left.

Because the echo of someone's voice—Felt? Ana?—still lived in his chest like a extinguished beacon.

He tried to get up.

A mistake.

Cedrik's hand grabbed his hair and pulled back mercilessly, drawing a guttural shriek from him. Then he felt the rag, rough and damp, pressed hard against his mouth. He tried to resist, but his strength had already left him.

And then... came the fire.

Not one that burns. One that mutilates.

A dull, wet click.

An instant frozen in time.

A wordless roar caught in his throat as a wave of heat exploded on the side of his head.

His ear was gone.

He had been cruelly mutilated with a slash. He saw a bloody knife near Reed's hand.

Kino lay on the ground, half buried in ice, his back slashed open by the spikes that sadistically pierced him. The cold was no longer cold: it was numbness, paralysis, the sign that his body was betraying him. Every breath was a broken hiss of blood in his lungs. His bulging eyes followed Cedrik and Reed's movements as if he could still do something. As if he wanted to do something. But he couldn't.

"It didn't have to come out like this, Reed," Cedrik murmured, his voice full of reproach, but without any real compassion. "If only he would agree to join us… if only he would open his eyes to the truth of the Order of Od Laguna, we could have saved him. We would be compassionate, even to someone like him."

Reed, his face stained with Kino's blood, spat contemptuously.

"You can't save what's already rotten."

Kino tried to move, despite the ice, despite the pain. He coughed blood, and an involuntary tremor shook him like an electric shock. His arm faltered, but he used it to try to rise. A pathetic act. A futile defiance.

Cedrik crouched beside him.

"You poor thing. Do you want to play hero?" he said almost in a whisper, and without further ado, he grabbed Kino's hair tightly, forcing his head up.

Kino barely had time to scream before a rag was shoved in his mouth, immobilizing him like an animal. He choked on his own moans. Reed pulled out a curved dagger.

"Do you know what traitors do, Kino? They scream. They beg. And yet... they die."

The blade of the dagger entered behind his left ear and severed everything in a clean, brutal cut. The world blurred with muffled screams. Hot blood trickled down his neck. His ear fell to the ground, trembling like a useless piece of meat. Kino didn't see where it landed. He only felt his body convulse.

The world became a whirlwind of white and red.

Is this... Is it real? No, it can't be real. This can't be how it ends. It can't...

My legs aren't responding. My back... I can't feel it. My voice... Where is my voice? Who did he yell to? Who will hear me?

Ana... Felt... Why didn't they come? Why am I alone? Why is no one looking for me... Why does no one need me?

I'm dreaming, that's it. This is just a nightmare.

I'm going to wake up...

No... this is real...

What did I do wrong? I just wanted to... be useful. I wanted to be seen. I wanted to be trusted.

I wanted to live in peace, and this is what I get?!

Was this what it meant to be alive on these streets? Survive, just to bleed better?

I don't want to die. I don't want to...

I don't want to... Die

No... No, no, no, I don't want to die!

I don't understand anything... What the hell is going on?

This can't be happening...

This can't be real...

Where's Felt? Where are the others?

Why isn't anyone coming?

It hurts... it hurts so much. Not my body. Something else... something in my soul is breaking.

I can't die. Not yet. I'm not ready. Not like this. Not for these fuckers.

NO!

Emptiness... a black void is all I see.

My heart is beating, but as if it's beating outside my chest.

Keep beating! Please! DON'T STOP!

But something... something is twisting inside me. It's not the knife. It's not the blood. It's... something else.

Something I don't understand. Something that's pulling me away... that pulls me down like a bottomless pit.

As if the universe paused... as if time itself held its breath.

Cedrik lifted him like a sack of waste, and Kino could barely open his eyes. Everything was spinning.

The voices were echoes. He felt only the sticky heat of blood running down his neck and the taste of iron and cloth in his mouth.

Reed held him.

Cedrik raised the knife.

A long, thin, ceremonial one. Dark.

And then...

"Now," Reed whispered, and without further ado, he plunged a long knife into Kino's stomach. Slowly. Viciously.

The metal tore flesh, viscera, hopes.

Kino felt everything.

The edge touching bone.

The hot blood overflowing.

The breath cutting off.

And in the midst of that agonizing death, one last

He felt it.

Not the blade. Not the entrance.

He felt the emptiness.

As if his body had opened up to nothingness and his soul had been sucked into an unfathomable darkness. As if the world had shattered into a thousand meaningless fragments. As if… he had ceased to be Kino.

There was no scream.

Only a final, inaudible whisper, not for Cedrik or Reed.

It was for himself.

I'm not ready…

Not yet…

I can't die

Black void is all I see

I could feel my body twisting inside

Something other than the knife in my stomach…

I didn't know how to describe the feeling I was experiencing

("A sound that didn't exist, an echo inside his skull

Is this it? Is this how it ends? Meaningless?"

"It hurts so much… not my body. Something else. Something in my soul is breaking."

...

...

...

Darkness. Emptiness.

Mom... Dad... Brother, family, please forgive me for disappearing and dying like this...

And then...

—You've met a terrible fate, haven't you?

Hehehehe

One last voice he heard as he fainted.

That day, Kinomoto Kurosaki was murdered by two madmen in an alley...

/////

Blinks

Kino opens his eyes

…

…

I open my eyes...

What a horrible death it was. I appeared in the middle of a lugunica.

….

—What?

But how...

I looked around, disoriented, searching for clues as to what had happened. I was going to go back to Anastasia Hoshin...

But... I didn't know what to think. Did I die?

What had happened...

I was asking myself a thousand unanswered questions...

Until...

What... it's not possible

Why am I holding them in my hand?! I didn't have apples before...

I quickly checked my body, there were no sharp objects in the back, no wound on my stomach, I couldn't see any blood coming out of my flesh

That was magic... What the hell hurt me so much? I don't think it was just knives

My left ear was still there...

-What the fuck...

I... died...

How am I still in one piece...

This isn't possible...

Was it all a delirium...?

What the hell is going on...

I ate the apples...

And why the hell do I have the apples in my jacket... oh... I remembered... I stole them

The jacket for another one... but I had lost it...

That means...

I felt like the pockets in the jacket were apples, but inside was the big bag of money...

This... what is it supposed to be...

I had lost this...

I noticed more inconsistencies. Isn't that the green-haired elf?

I can't believe it. I moved out of the way, but the elf still fell. Wait, she still sees me.

I helped her up and

"Hey... are you okay?"

"Aw... yeah, I'm fine, I'm very busy."

She looked at me for a moment, and then she ran off.

"What kind of witchcraft is this...

I... went back in time."

I came back from the dead...

End of chapter.