10 nen goshi no HikiNiito o Yamete Gaishutsushitara Jitaku goto Isekai ni Ten’ishiteta

Two story one house with garden. The grounds surrounded by hedges are large there, but common in North Kanto. It is a common house with tile roofs on white walls.

Spring with only one cherry blossom planted in the garden of such a house. Yuji wakes up, who has been the only resident for a week now.

"Hmm... is this day finally here..."

Yuji Hojo, 30 years old, is a fine pulling nite who hasn't been out for 10 years. Because of his parents' death, he was determined to leave Neat today.

"The clothes... can I have a hoodie in my jeans? First of all, I have a rehab appointment at the neighborhood supermarket. My hair... it's still stretched, so why don't I just tie it up with an all-back? Cleanliness is important, yeah."

Yuji is 175cm 65kg. It is not fat because of the muscle tread that continued during the drawstring, but also because of the face. As long as you manage to stretch all you can, it's the look you see there.

Wash your face, brush your teeth, shave your beard and you're ready. Sitting back on the bed, nagging his fast heartbeat and trembling hands, he finally solidifies his feelings to go out.

"Look, me. Maybe this is your last chance. Go outside. Live. I can. I can do it alone. I'm a kid who can do it. I can. I can. I can. I can..."

He's a little dangerous with a lot of solitary talk. The 10-year pull increased the frequency and volume of solitary talk. It is that there is no choice.

Yuji, finally determined, heads to the front door. but I don't see any shoes on the front door, because I didn't need them for 10 years. I knew it was in my room, but when I got back, I didn't feel like I was going out there. I don't know what else to do, twinkle and apply garden sandals.

"It's okay, I'm not afraid out there. I'm not scared. I have no enemies. No one has enemies. A true warrior doesn't need a sword or anything. I can. I can do it alone."

Shivering, Yuji mutters the quotes of these ex-war ghosts. What is a warrior? Solid and confusing. He speaks bravely, but his hand on the gallari door on the front door is not even picky. 5 minutes. 10 minutes. It is about a moment when such a word came to Yuji's brain, "I'm serious from tomorrow".

Wow!

I heard it through the door, no, growling, opening the door without hesitation. That voice that moved the door that Yuji couldn't open alone. A tail that stomps the earth with four legs majestically and is shaken by a thousand cuts. Her eyes are crisp with light brown fur, but her mouth is half open and her tongue is droopy.

It is a cottage. It is a female, by the way.

Lick Yuji's hand still groaning in the front door, and follow me if there's no other way! Cottaro turns his legs outside as he looks back at all he says. He is a man. Female, though.

"Oh well... I wasn't alone. There you are, Cottaro!

Yuji, 30 years old, unemployed hugging her dog/cotaro. When I realized, I was out the front door. Yuji rose back to me after being squirmed around by Mr. M.O. Goro.

Face up and look at the end of the gate, outside the premises.

Tilt your neck.

Close your eyes and shake your head. Slowly open your eyes and look outside the premises.

The scenery remains unchanged.

It was a forest.

Outside the grounds, it was a forest.

As far as I could see, it was a forest.

"What is this..."