A Chronicle of Life in a Different World

I was dreaming.

Far from dyeing sepia now, it was a dream that lived in Japan in Heisei.

A room in a reinforced concrete apartment. The floor is covered with a thin carpet bought at a discount store near the house and a foldable bed by the wall. There is a TV in the corner of the room and a small torch in the center of the room.

Then there is a nostalgic room with a costume hanger and a suit rack. In such a nostalgic room, Reurus sat back on his bed.

Is it a holiday that you are not at the company? I looked down at myself as an old jersey figure and a rough figure, and it seemed like I was relaxing due to my occasional vacation.

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That's where Reurus can speak to someone. Attracted by that voice, he raised his face, and there was a woman with a basin in both hands - someone like that.

I am not sure because my face has faded as if it was a blush, but judging by the clothes and body, I am sure it is a woman. The woman suddenly called out in a pleasant manner and placed the basin on the torch.

On top of the basin is a dish that looks like a dish. Because my memory is fading, or because I'm feeling hazy again. Reurus decides if it's still cooking.

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The woman who calls again. After placing the basin, they started serving meals, and several plates were placed in front of the revulsion.

Because it's a dream, Reurus's body moves on its own. When I gripped my chopsticks with a slightly trembling hand, I started eating in a uninterrupted view. Women seem to be glad to see such a revulsion, throwing words over and over again.

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Ask something, answer something, be happy with something.

The woman seemed to be staring at Reurus as she advanced her chopsticks, rather than cooking. Reurus moves the chopsticks so that they are guided by the line of sight and repeatedly returns the chopsticks between the mouth and the plate.

As you progress through your meal, the feminine atmosphere becomes gorgeous and the signs of happiness intensify. Reurus in his dream leaned his neck on his actions as he mechanically cleaned up the cooking, but it seemed good because the woman was laughing.

I think the woman who laughed with Niconiko was the one she was dating in her previous life.

I feel like I was living together a little more deeply.

Or he was already married - I didn't feel like it was going that far.

When I thought about it, the vision of Reurus dimmed. And the landscape that reappeared after a short while is the room that I was in earlier. However, compared to earlier, there are more small items here and there, and it seems that the feeling of living is increasing.

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In such a room, a voice close to anger sounds. It seems that the woman who has been gently smiling and cooking has been playing something with a sharp voice. Reurus answers with a faint face, tired of the voice of such a woman.

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At the end she said something and the woman left the room rough with her footsteps. Reurus, who was looking at his back, sighed deeply and sat still tired.

It's the moment of the breakdown of a couple. There are more women's personal belongings, and the mirror placed on the tattoo sadly reflects the light of the lamp.

Reurus, who was watching the sight, murmured in a moaning thought.

- Why did you break up?

Reurus, who had such doubts, stared into the mirror as if he were a ghost.

Reurus woke up with a modest knock. If you raise your eyelids, you can see the morning sun is plugging in through a small ventilation hole.

"Mr. Reurus? It's morning.

"Oh, yes, it happened, it just happened."

I heard the voice of Corona. Returned to “reality” by that exchange, Reurus chewed off the stretch and woke up from the overnight bed.

The place where Reurus slept was a storage facility in Dominic's restaurant. It was a place with a narrow feeling without tritatami mats, but it was a revulsion that lay down with straw lined up in wooden boxes and travelled to the world of sleep just by weaving a cloth.

He must have been exhausted in the deaths of horny rabbits. I was taken care of by Corona yesterday, and after eating, I was guided to the storage and fell asleep.

Fighting horny rabbits is also true, but the fatigue accumulated over the years seems to persist. I could sleep instantly if I wanted to, and I slept for more than twelve hours.

Good morning, Mr. Reurus.

Good morning, Corona.

After lightly dressing up and opening the storage door, a corona holding a wooden bucket with water swayed her head and smiled to greet her. Reurus also returned his greetings, and Corona gave him a wooden bucket.

"If you'd like. Washing your face will refresh you.

Even if it contains water, it is only slight. However, washing his face was enough, and while thinking it was the end of the line, Reurus received the wooden bucket.

"Somewhat sorry about this. Well then, thank you...."

When he receives the wooden barrel, Reurus leaves through the back door of the store. And when I washed my face with water, I wiped my face with a cloth passed along with a wooden bucket.

(... the difference between yesterday's life and that of the clouds)

Slight water left in the wooden barrel. Reflecting on the water, you can see your face thinly, but even if you are thin, your eyes are alive. Because I was able to eat and sleep properly for two consecutive days, I was in good health, as if fighting the horny rabbit were a lie.

When I touched my left shoulder, I didn't feel the pain in the wound anymore, whether the wound was shallow or whether corona treatment was good. When I removed the wet cloth that had been applied, it was covered with scab and the wound appeared to be healing.

Reurus tries to trace his face with his fingers, which he has been familiar with for the past 15 years. I have not seen it in the mirror, but the face in the water is not similar to my own in the previous life.

I couldn't laugh at the fact that there was no extra fat and there was no change in terms of ghosts.

With one bitter smile, Reurus returns to the restaurant. It seems Dominic needs something today, so get ready for it.

Simplified but unparalleled breakfast in Shena Village, help with dishes before turning to Dominic.

"So, Dominique, what am I supposed to do..."

"... follow me. Corona, I'll leave the shop to you for a while."

Dominic nodded little by Reurus's words, leaving Corona to prepare the restaurant for opening. I can't let you cook authentic dishes, but I have the skills to handle vegetables and so on. Corona smiled at Dominic's words and turned to Reurus.

"I'll take care of it, Dad. Welcome, Mr. Reurus."

"Ah, um... I'm coming."

That was the first word I said in this world, "Coming."

Dominique takes you, and Reurus walks down Central Street in Laval Waste. As the sun rose, so did the residents, and when I saw Dominic, I was called out.

"Hello, Oni-san! Purchase?

"Dominic's husband! I'm going tonight! I'm looking forward to delicious food!

It is not one or two people who come to speak up. Most people who saw Dominic's face spoke casually, and Dominic answered briefly, "Oh," and "Oh."

Dominic, you have a big face.

"... this is what happens when you live in this town for a long time"

It was a realuse of pure surprise, without any inclusiveness, but Dominic somehow lost sight. Dominic would not be forty if he lived long.

(No, it's not the same as the original world, is 40 years old enough to live long enough...)

In Japan, where Reurus lived in his previous life, life expectancy had increased to nearly eighty years. Compared to people in this world who are inferior to food conditions, medical technology, and hygiene concepts, it is wrong.

Is that what this is about?

That's what I'm talking about.

After a short exchange of courtesies, Reurus turned to Dominic for a walk.

This is the first time I've walked properly through the abandoned city of Laval, but it seems vibrant with its name on it. The same was true of homes, but I could see shops that handled some kind of product.

"... here"

That's how I walk for a while. Dominic stopped his feet, and Reurus stopped his feet the same way. It's a short walk from Dominic's restaurant, but apparently we've reached our destination.

"Is this...?"

Dominic stopped in front of a much larger building than the surrounding building. Dominic's restaurant was also a large building in the abandoned city of Laval, but the building in front of it was nearly twice as big.

From the outside, it can only be seen as a two-storey building made of stone and wood. A double-open door is installed in the front, and a voice can be heard, albeit slightly, through the door. The windows are made of wooden panels instead of glass, so the sound is likely to leak.

--Otherwise, you can hear metal and hard objects rubbing against each other.

Regardless of the wild laughter and metal scratches, Dominic opened the door and proceeded. Reurus decided that he couldn't come here and turn back, and followed.

The first thing I felt as I dived through the entrance was multiple lines of sight. The building is about the size of a 25-meter pool, lined with wooden chairs and tables.

Nearly a dozen men and women sat badly on those chairs, but a few of them turned their gaze. Dominic was first seen, followed by a realuse followed by a gaze.

"You're Dominic, right? It's unusual to be here."

"How's Miss Corona?

Those who speak up are wearing metal weapons such as leather armor, partial metal armor, swords, spears and axes. These rubbing sounds seemed to have reached Reurus' ears, but they, or their gaze from them, were uncomfortable with the signs of being armed and accustomed to violence.

It seems that Dominic's face is also known here and is spoken to regardless of age or gender. Simply answering those voices, Dominic turned to Reurus before proceeding to the back of the building.

If you could compare a place with a chair or a table to a hospital waiting area, Dominic would be on his way to the reception. There are two counters made of sturdy trees lined up, and you move on to one of them.

There was a woman sitting at the reception, giving equal attention to Dominic and Reurus as they approached.

The woman's age may be in her mid-twenties if judged by her appearance alone. She stretched her purple hair to her hips, and her purple eyes, which were very similar to her hair, were pointed at Dominic.

The costume is the first black dress in the world to be seen, but the chest is wide open and the thighs have slits. There was a ruffled detail around the collar, and “play” was seen everywhere.

(Hmm... what a strange erotic woman.)

The outfit is the same, but the style is also eye-catching. From the large open chest, you can only describe the two hills as huge, and the waist area is also fleshy.

Still, the waist is thin, and the face is a strange atmosphere mixed with age-appropriate calm and beauty that will far exceed the average, and even puzzling charm. It was impressive whether it was just a comfort or whether the smoke tube was spinning with a circle and fingertips.

She is a very impressive beauty even from Reurus, who has seen many beauties on TV and so on in the previous life. However, there was something caught in my reputation for being just a beauty. The familiar atmosphere was the same, but it seemed to have more of a “female” fragrance than that.

The slightly elongated eyes are narrowed to sleep, and the cries visible under the right eye complicate the impression of a woman. It was a very eye-catching beauty, but it was a beauty that I wanted to take a step away from Reurus.

"Long time no see, Natalia."

"Yes, ever since we parted. It's unusual for you to come here... please come more. As long as I'm lonely."

Say it.

Dominic called out to Natalia. Both Dominic and Natalia seem to know each other or have more to do with each other, and neither can they be reluctant to respond to calls.

"Where's your boy?

Natalia's gaze was diverted from Dominic and turned towards Reurus. She looked sideways as if she were flushing it, but she could feel the flower in each of the pieces.

"His name is Reurus. Tony and I recommended it."

You must have heard about Dominic. I heard a slight groan from those who had been greeting Dominic earlier.

"Well... that's..."

Natalia stops the smoke tube she was spinning and turns her slightly open eyes towards Reurus.

"Does that boy stand up?

"Well, um... I just brought you a stone to beat and kill Epel. At least the liver will hold. And...."

Besides?

Is Epel an example of a horny rabbit? It was a revulsion that tilted his neck from such a question, but Dominic and Natalia continued to talk about it elsewhere.

"I know thanksgiving and stewardship. If you only knew that, this town would be fine."

"Oh... that's lovely."

Dominic laughed fiercely like a beast, and Natalia nodded brightly.

"Hey, Mr. Dominic? I can't see the story....."

Unable to abandon the situation, Reurus lined up next to Dominic for explanation. And then my eyes hurt. I wanted you to take on about half of your gaze.

However, Natalia laughs at such a revulsion.

"- Welcome to the Adventurers' Association. You're welcome, kid?