A Chronicle of Life in a Different World

"There's another world out there... what do you think when you hear that?

First of all, as the end of the story, Reus confirms the extent of the perception difference with Natalia.

Does the word "world" make sense in the first place, and what does it look like if it did? Until now, Reurus has used the word 'world' in conversations with others, but now he doesn't know if it was passed down to "decent”.

"Another world... hey. It's a metaphorical expression, such as when you suddenly end up living in a royal palace and feel that place in a different world... not that kind of talk?

I see, it certainly feels like a different world. But Reurus is talking about something bigger.

"It's not about the environment, it's about the world that I lived in... the world that I lived in, magic and monsters appeared in the story, but it didn't exist."

"That's... another world, I see."

While listening to Reurus, Natalia choked on the inhaler of the pipe to raise the smoke. Instead of denying it or affirming it, I suppose you wanted to hear about Reurus first.

"Ah, the world I lived in... chicky..."

The moment I tried to say the word Earth, I remembered the discomfort and the word broke. Natalia's eyebrows were raised to wonder about such a revulsion.

(What...? Words... no, wait, this feeling has never existed before...)

A feeling of unspeakable discomfort that I have remembered several times before. “It” is transmitted throughout the body so as to prevent Reurus from uttering words.

(Though you can think in your head, you can't say it? Because it's the word of the original world? But you've used the words of the original world several times before.....)

"... what's wrong?

It's a realuse of thought, but it returns to me in Natalia's words.

"No... I wanted to explain the world I lived in, but I couldn't put it in words like place names..."

It's not like alcohol turns around and your tongue doesn't move. Unable to speak purely, Reurus is strongly puzzled.

"Chi... chi... chi... chi... chi... chi... chi... chi... chi... chi...

"Tsu, Kyo?

Although there was a slight word break, the place name Tokyo was able to be used as a word. And when Reurus leans his neck, Natalia also looks strange.

"Tau, Kyo... Kyo... I heard that name somewhere. Was it the name of the capital of the country, Zipang, in the east?

Natalia narrows her eyes to explore her memories. It seems that the position of a quasi-bar is not Date, and he also remembers the capitals of other countries.

"That's a fascinating story... no. I can't hear a word."

Reurus moves his mouth several times, but gives up the description of the place name and shakes his head. Instead, he dug up “old memories” and resumed explaining them to Natalia.

"If I lay down something I don't know... I was born and raised in another world, and I died there. How old were you... when you died?"

"Killed?

"It wasn't such a noisy country that it was the cause of death that first came out of other killings. What the... overwork and malnutrition overlapped and slipped away. Then she became a baby in the village of Shena."

Looking back, I can only say why. I didn't want to stay dead, but I didn't think it would be my second life in the world.

"To say it's not a world of trouble, it's a terrible way to die. Or maybe you're older than me?

"... just in case? But I don't think you're too old because you're young."

I was worried about Natalia's age, but I just don't feel like asking myself. Even if the world changes, it would be dangerous to ask women how old they are.

Speaking of "years of life," how old are you? Personally, I don't think my age at the time of death has changed that much. "

Just because you are older doesn't mean you have the right penetration. It would be pointless if we did not have age-appropriate experience.

It was the fifteen years of life in Shena village, where fatigue and hunger reigned every day alongside death. The memories of the previous life are only diminishing, and there is no sense of spiritual growth.

(I mean, it's strange to remember being reborn in the first place....)

While talking to Natalia, Reurus murmured in his heart.

Naturally, human memory is stored in the brain. Until we know which parts of the brain are involved, we can't remember the revus, but what's important here is not the part of the brain.

The memory of the previous life exists only in the brain of the previous life - that's one point.

Even if it is good to be reborn, why do you still have memories? Why do you have memories of the previous life even though it is a "completely different body”?

(In this way, rather than being reborn with the memories of the previous life, is it possible that “the memories of someone from the other world” has flowed into the existence of Reus...?

That's right, it was a revulsion that I didn't want to think only brain miso was transitioning into this world and fitting into my skull. I have memories since I was a baby, so I should not physically be able to enter my brain when I was an adult in my previous life.

(It's good that the words make sense, it's good to have memories, it's disgusting, I can't help it....)

The discomfort swirls around your chest. I've never been aware of who I am.

"In the world I was in school... oh, does that make sense? Anyway, education is compulsory for nine years between the ages of six and fifteen. Normally from there, they receive an additional three years of higher education, and some people move on to a higher school. The shorter it's a year or two, the longer it's... er, four years, and how many more years... two years? Four years?"

Reurus, who had no ties to college or graduate school, is stuck in the explanation. Even so, Natalia opened her eyes to surprise as Reurus explained the original world under her own knowledge.

"Wait a minute. So, if you're a long-time student, you're going to go for nearly 20 years of schooling? Nine years, at least? What are you going to take so long to learn?

"What do you mean... a lot? I don't know how to learn widely and shallowly... once I've decided on a future dream or a job I want to work for, I study to enter a vocational school, and this time I study to qualify and get a job... did some of you say you're going to school because you don't want to get a job?

Memories of student life that have been subjective of Reurus for more than twenty years. It was also worn out and worn out, but I managed to dig up my memory and explain.

"When I was a student, I thought about what would be useful in the future by studying this kind of thing... Oh, by the way, that's just what I was thinking, because people think differently? Some of them were studying hard for their future dreams."

If I had studied harder when I was a student, could I have learned useful knowledge in this world? It was a Reurus that I thought about, but I don't think it would be possible to think about life in Shena village.

"A world where you can complete your studies by compulsory... even civilians?

"Of course... there was no such thing as a civil or aristocratic identity difference when I was alive. No, there were nobles in other countries? The story just now is about the country where I was born and raised, and things change in other countries."

Recently, there have been fewer opportunities for me to remember my previous life, but I could remember many things if I wanted to. However, it has many abstract memories, and Reurus wrinkles between his eyebrows.

"That's why I learned what I learned when I was a student and what I remembered when I was in society... in this world, it's almost useless."

"Really?

"Oh, I told you before. There was no magic or monster in my world. And there's a big difference in technology. The assumptions are too different."

Being familiar with appliances makes life difficult in this world, which also struggles to secure one light. I'm used to it, but the convenience of my previous life may be said to be one magic.

"Well, that's why... my memory is diminishing, but I have more than 20 years of accumulation before I was born in this world. That's why you're wondering," I know things. "Words make sense... yeah, honestly, I don't know. I'd rather tell you."

"... you don't remember any useful knowledge in this world?

"If you remember, I'll use it... oh, I can calculate. I don't forget all this stuff."

While talking, the discomfort I had just had faded, and the revulsion smiled small.

Natalia stared at the face of such a realuse, but after a few seconds she lost sight. And when you light a fire by throwing a new chopped cigarette into the pipe, purple smoke is exhaled to mislead your sigh.

"Phew... to be honest, I just want to say that it's madness."

"I don't know... I doubt my sanity either."

Reurus laughs bitterly at his own ambiguity while pouring alcohol into the glass and mouthing.

"... when I'm around forty, I can't call you a boy anymore."

"If you say that, it's strange for me to call you sister... you can listen to me as a joke about alcohol, but you're really“ younger ”, right?

"Do I look older?

Giroli and Natalia's gaze intensified. The intensity of his gaze stretched his shoulders.

"It's impossible in the original world, but there are monsters who have lived for hundreds of years. It doesn't look good... Sarah looks like that, but she's been alive for decades."

"... it's only been six years since I've been back in town."

Natalia tells me to stop listening. Reurus thought, "Twenty-six years old or something," but noticed that the air was getting lighter and smiled bitterly.

Whether you believed or pretended to believe in Reurus, you teased me about Reurus' age.

Silence descends into the room. Reurus drinks and Natalia blows cigarettes. The silent time passed, but the strange atmosphere calmed down.

"In the end, all I can do is talk about Yota like this....."

After drinking the wine poured into the glass, Reurus spins his voice with a murmur.

"I love this town, everyone in it. I don't want to die again, but I can assure you I won't regret it if I die for this town... will you believe that?

Natalia was right, it sounded like nothing but madness. I just wanted you to believe that you care about the abandoned city of Laval, even if you can't trust the existence of Reurus.

Natalia laughs bitterly at Reurus for telling the truth.

"Have you forgotten what I said? I just wanted to know who you are, and you answered it. That's it... isn't it?

"It's over... is that okay?

Reurus, who heard Natalia's words, asked unexpectedly. Then Natalia deepens her bitter smile.

I don't know how you were before, but you're already in this town. Anything else that bothers you?

"... don't you see?

"No, I don't. And...."

Natalia promised to affirm the lost Reurus, but she cut her tongue once. And he murmured with a serious look at Reurus' face.

"In this world, people like you are called 'rarities'. I've never seen anything like it before."

"Rarely?

Natalia's words as if she knew something. And when Reurus reacts, Natalia looks up at the ceiling.

"I've never heard of you being reborn. But it seems that people can appear from anywhere. That's" rarity "... I think it was also part of the spiritual legacy. I remember hearing that I traveled with the Great Spirit Comona as a" rarity. "

"... is it possible that you're just mistaken for someone who has come from elsewhere?

"I can't deny that. However, it seems that the" rare "speaks a completely different language than the Comona language and dresses differently.

Reurus, who heard about Natalia, was surprised that such a thing existed - but there was something in his head that surprised him.

(Whatever the words, are you dressed differently? Speaking of which, before...)

The man named Singh and the girl named Snow came to mind behind Reurus. They were two people dressed in “modern” clothes.

"Ah... damn it, that's what I was seeing... 'rarity'... haha..."

A line is connected in the back of the brain, and the revus pushes itself down to the desk.

I even remembered what I was going to ask if I ever met again, and I sighed deeply.

"Looks like you've got something in mind.

"Yes... but that's why I didn't have to talk about what I could do... damn it, I should have talked more firmly..."

Natalia smiled bitterly when she saw a real depressed Reurus, poking her head with a thin finger.

"Think of this as a good opportunity to learn more about this world. How long are you going to let Eliza's daughter read and write for you? At least there's no place in this country where education is compulsory.

"... I will. I just wonder if it's refreshing to be able to talk to someone I've never been able to talk to before.

As Reurus raised his face, Natalia thrust her forehead with her index finger.

"Oh, what an honor it is to have you reveal the secret you've been hiding.

"I heard you say that... well, you can talk to Eliza and the others. I might have to tell you someday....."

"Yes... I'm not going to say anything about judgment around here."

Natalia turned her expression into a serious one, as Reurus distorted her face with the feeling of being stuck on her forehead.

"Reurus, I think we'll need your help again soon. Until then, learn from Collard as much as you can."

"... is that really what you called me today?

Reurus questions Natalia's words. Then Natalia broke her face.

"Did you forget that, too? I called you today to celebrate you.

"Ah... that's right."

When Reurus laughs to be caught, Natalia takes a sealed bottle of wine.

"Can you still do it?

"I'll take it..."

That's how Reurus wakes up and gives out a glass.

The discomfort that filled my heart just now only disappeared when I was flushed away by alcohol.