A Chronicle of Life in a Different World

--I had a nostalgic dream.

It's remnants of a distant past. The sepia-colored sight brought with it indifference and nostalgia.

A more foggy vision than any dream I ever dreamed of. Still, I saw someone who looked like a woman sitting on the other side of the table in the room where I used to live.

I can't remember the woman's face anymore. The woman is talking about something, but I can't remember the contents.

My dream “self” seemed to be chopsticking the dishes lined up on the table. But the chopsticks are moving slowly. Do you have no appetite or have another reason? I just ate a little and stopped my hand.

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I still can't hear a woman. Reurus still thought he heard something and answered it.

The Japanese food of the previous life, Heisei, which I dreamed of in my dreams, is colorful and gorgeous compared to this world.

Not just sugar and salt, but a variety of spices can be used plenty, and just twisting the stove knob is enough to light the fire. It is even easier to cook by such methods as baking, simmering, and steaming, and it is painful now that it was a convenient time.

In my dreams, Reurus thought it would be easier to have a portable gas stove that didn't run out of gas. That way, you don't have to make a spark with flint and light a fire. I can bake and eat monster meat anytime, anywhere.

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I was angry in my dreams because I was experiencing an experience that I couldn't imagine in my dreams. He waves his right hand and knocks down the food that was lined up from the table.

If I were there now, I would be beaten to death right away. He must be beating it up or kicking it off even without a sword.

Reurus was slightly disappointed in what once was said to be a time of hunger in the places where he lived, but he was the one who did this in his previous life.

I can eat anything but what I can't physically eat. That would be the dish that fell on the ground, but I would appreciate it.

If someone knocked you down on the ground with their hands like the scene in front of you, you'd be beaten after eating the fallen food.

Looking at the curse in front of him with that in mind, Reurus thought,

--Did I look so pale in the old days?

“Former self” is a thick neighborhood where fatigue accumulates, you are not alive, and you have no decent sleep. Still, only the eyes are sparkling, and it seems like a widow wandering in the sun.

The poor complexion is also driving the impression, and now I don't know why I've been working so hard.

As far as Esther's recollection goes, she died of overwork, sickness and starvation at the same time, but she didn't die even after working hard for a long time in the village of Shena. Perhaps the creation of the body itself was different, but it was just that my complexion in the previous life was too bad.

It changes the landscape in your dreams.

I couldn't understand where I was this time for decades. Still, after checking the surroundings, Reurus realizes that it is one of the companies he worked for in his previous life.

Sitting in front of a desk with a computer, typing your keyboard or something. The expression is equivalent to death at the earliest, but only the eyes follow the characters on the screen.

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When I was doing my job that way, someone said something to me. Reacting to that voice, he takes an old commuter bag and removes a cloth wrap from it.

It was a lunch box that came out of the cloth wrap. My old self couldn't see the contents, mechanically moving the chopsticks and packing the lunch box into my mouth.

Working is more important than eating - that would have been better.

Reurus remembers that he didn't care about food at this time. Or you could say that you lived with inertia every day.

Not touched by anything, not interested in anything, not attentive to food or sleep. Days when you move like a robot, go to work early in the morning, and return home at the end of the day.

Whether there were a few days in the month or not, and if there was a bad day, on the holiday of Go-zi, I kept sleeping like a doll with no batteries.

Like shredding with chestnuts, the number of “things” that are important to us as humans is decreasing. Even if you realize that, it's too late. I'm not even interested in scraping myself.

- Yeah, I'm gonna die.

Reurus, who once saw himself wear out, murmured like other HR.

It seemed miraculous that one day I suddenly jumped onto the railway tracks at the station's home and didn't cause much trouble to railway officials, passengers or, ultimately, my family.

Though in a dream, it is only uncomfortable to see yourself shredding. I was expecting to wake up early, but the sight switched again.

I wonder if the place is a part of the company. Because I can see the water supply, it may be the toilet or the hot water room.

I threw the contents of the lunch box into the trash with a pale expression of what I was thinking. In a dream, the chronology is ambiguous, but it was probably a lunch box made by a woman who can't even remember her face.

How many times have I felt like killing myself before? No matter how tired you are, there are good and bad things to do.

It was such an angry revulsion, but the sights in your dreams gradually became more obscure whether you were awake or not.

In the view of a distant dream, Reus finally saw a mixed lunch box in the trash can.

"... ah"

I woke up. Realizing that, Reurus inadvertently leaked his voice.

"... ahhhh"

Now it's past time.

(I wonder if the chaotic cuisine tasted bad....)

The woman we used to spend time with liked cooking but tasted bad. It was as miserable as it tasted. It was like washing rice with detergent. The skin peeling was insufficient and the potato sprouts were too harsh.

Maybe he had a lid on his memory if he didn't want to remember it now - or until he was reborn. It was as bad as that.

Was it a weakness you fell in love with or were you tired enough to complain? I think it was the latter, Reurus mutters alone.

Still, it's in the past. I can't think of anything else right now, it's a memory of my previous life.

Wake up and shake your head. Reurus wonders why he dreamed of the previous life and where this place is in the first place, and looks around with that thought.

"... what is this?"

The words that came to mind were filled with dead bodies. A lot of adventurers are rolling on the floor to see what happened. By the way, the barrels are rolling together.

The place was in the Adventurers Association, but there were bodies everywhere, and there were adventurers who fell unconscious and rolled.

(Instead of drinking...)

At the entrance of the Adventurers' Association, Nicolas fell asleep overhead, causing her sorrow that she was caught in a half-closed door.

Seeing the sight, Reurus desperately remembers what happened.

"Ah... I wonder why the banquet started when I went back to town..."

At dawn of a turbulent night, I thought that I had returned to town after finishing all sorts of things, and decided to hold a banquet as it was.

I was uncomfortable as a Reurus who let the villa escape, but the faces of the abandoned city of Laval survived this battle without leaving the dead. To celebrate it, and to rejoice in defeating the “leftovers”, a banquet was held.

Perhaps it was meant to increase the unity of the abandoned city of Laval.

It was a revus apologizing for letting the villa escape, but it ended in worries. Gilba, who was hunting Gregorians elsewhere, “happened to” discover it and reported it destroyed.

It is a revulsion that could not be heard more deeply than the appearance of Gilba, who wetted her arms with a lot of blood and reported with a gentle smile.

Reurus, who was too scared of Zilba's smile, took the initiative to attend the banquet because he no longer had any concerns.

This battle took place when Reus was stabbed by the villa and Eliza was captured. Regardless of Eliza, who was stunned by the use of lightning magic, the Reurus cannot participate as long as she is awake.

Unlike Kimira, she didn't run out of magic in Caloric Liberation, and her injuries were healed by Eliza's contract. Bartolo took the head and opened the barrel provided by Dominic and entered the banquet.

"So this misery...."

At least give Dominic his money to spend on his liquor. While thinking about that, Reurus scratched his head with joy as if he were in trouble.

Everyone was angry for themselves and Eliza. They fought together without fear of the embarrassing opponent of Gregorianism.

--I couldn't help but be delighted.

"Oh... did you wake up?

In the meantime, if the sleeping geeks are embracing not to suffocate, the receptionist will call. Looking at the voice, Natalia, who had a bitter smile, sat there as usual.

"Good morning... good morning? Well... what time is it?

"It's almost dawn. Everyone must have been tired... the boy woke up first. The union president, Dominique, and Sharon were evacuated before they collapsed."

Fighting the Gregorians, stripping the bodies of weapons, armor, and gold and burying them, it was past noon that they returned to town before the monsters attacked them. That's where the banquet started, but somehow I fell asleep.

"... are you okay with monsters or something? If you get attacked right now, it's dangerous...."

"Fufu, why do you think everyone in town is armed? It also means preparing for the loss of most of our combat power, but it's also meant to provide time to comfort everyone who comes back.

"... I can't get my head up."

Even in case the majority of the adventurers disappeared, they were working with the whole town to spark time to heal the fatigue and excitement of the adventurers who fought the death.

Not only Dominic and Corona, but also the entire abandoned city of Laval. Reurus bothered his head about how this was returned.

"I know what the kid's thinking, but it's a simple story.

"What do you mean?

He seemed to see through his thoughts, but he wouldn't be surprised if his opponent was Natalia. Natalia smiles happily with her circle of smoke pipes as Reurus pushes the conversation forward.

"Help your fellow townspeople when they're in trouble like this... that's enough."

"... is that so?"

That's how we've maintained Laval's abandoned city. This time it was a counterpart of a bad nature called Gregorianism, but even if it was such a counterpart, it was a revulsion that I now thought it was important to have a “close family member” to face without fear.

"I understand, Mr. Kanji. At that time, I'll do my best."

I hope you're expecting it.

I don't think I can stand to wake the sleepers, Reus fills the distance from Natalia and whispers to each other.

Reus snorted a little, thinking that Natalia also cares about the abandoned city of Laval, looking at sleeping adventurers with calm eyes.

(... that? What is this smell... a raw smell or an iron smell...)

What was the smell of drifting thinly? It was an unexpectedly tilting revulsion, but Natalia noticed it and smiled bitterly.

"What's wrong with you smelling me? Do you have a sexual habit that makes you smell excited?

"Please don't say anything bad!?

"I see, the boy likes girls who aren't old enough. That's enough to stand up to get back from the Gregorians."

"It's getting worse!? It's true I bought a fight from a Gregorian to get it back!

Reurus strikes at suspicion. I couldn't deny the smell of women a little, but I sincerely forgave the feeling that I would be greedy to a girl who is not old enough.

Reurus looked around unexpectedly. As soon as I woke up, I saw a tragedy that blew out of my head, but I didn't see Eliza.

"This way if you're the girl the boy cares about."

"So don't say it in a misleading way..."

Natalia shows the back of the reception with a smoke pipe, and Reurus sighs and drops his shoulders. I can't deny it if you ask me if I care about it.

"Whoa, breathtaking... no, I'm sleeping really well."

Natalia showed Eliza on an instant bed lined with wooden chairs. She is sleeping with a calm face, wearing a thin cloth or something prepared by Natalia.

Reurus somehow stuck his finger to Eliza's cheek. Then Eliza began to distort her expression, but even when she was asleep, her expression soon eased.

"... good. Whoo, really, really good."

The look on Eliza's face revealed a lack of nature and words.

I don't take it personally that I'm a hero on the side of justice. Still, I was able to help a child who thought they were in a similar situation. It makes me feel strangely happy.

"I have to thank Jilba... I wanted to finish with food, but I just bought a donation... no, I have to make money before that happens."

I can't do everything, but I'm going to give Dominic the money I spent on the banquet. Though busy, Reurus wonders if he will go hunting monsters with the dawn.

"Don't you have to worry about money?

"No, no, no, no, no, that's not how it works. This time, the monster wasn't the opponent, and I wanted to pay for the banquet, so I earned money...?

That said, it was a realuse that turned its eyes toward Natalia, but when I saw Natalia preparing a cloth bag, I turned my eyes round.

"... what is that?

"What... a reward." Bounty on the neck of the prize. "

"... the bounty head?

Whoever it was, Reurus leaned his neck. I heard for the first time that the prize neck existed.

"I didn't explain it because it's rare. When I chew it up, some of the criminals who did the wrong thing get a bounty. That's who the boy fought against."

Speaking of which, Reurus muttered in his heart that there was a nominated arranger who was also awarded a prize in his previous life.

"Was he a winner? I mean, a religious man has a bounty on his neck...."

Where does the prize come from? Deep down, Reurus decided it was dangerous, and immediately put an end to his thoughts.

"Looks like you've been in a lot of trouble. Five gold coins divided in half by Jilba-san... well, I guess it's the same amount as Kimira."

"It was a lot more troublesome than Kimira... but, well, thank you."

If you have half of the Gilba, don't hesitate to take it. Reurus receives the cloth bag, but it is heavy.

"... more than five gold coins?

"How many Gregorians did you take down? That's enough money."

(Where did this prize come from...)

With a slightly dangerous fragrance, Reurus stopped thinking. Confirming the winnings received, there are nearly ten gold coins in it.

"- Well, what the hell do you spend money on?

Looking at the contents of the cloth bag, Natalia shouted as if she had heard it.

When Reurus heard that, he squeezed the mouth of the cloth bag and threw it into his pocket, and he smiled bitterly.

"I'll pay for the banquet, and I'll rent the house if I leave the money."