An active hunter in Hokkaido was thrown into another world.

First day after getting the rifle.

I visited an example farmer who had a playley dog.

308 to the Playley Dog is overkill. Obviously overpowered.

But a good opponent to shoot a number and gain experience...... and I can't say enough.

Normally, it's a prey that gets enough for 22 calibers or something. Some people are exterminating it with precharge air rifles.

Measure the distance with a laser range finder and aim for a Playley Dog at 150m, about the size of a cat standing out of a nest hole and looking around.

Do-n!!

……

According to Saran, who was watching with binoculars, his torso flew in two.

I knew it was a 22-caliber prey......

The sound is amazing, so I stopped coming out diving. From that point of view, I knew it was a prey to be earned with a small 22 caliber of sound.

There are about ten nest holes in the field, and I got about five of them in order... I'm going to mess up and fly. Look at the Playley Dog. Saran is also a dongle for this.

The Playley Dog is incredibly guilty because it looks and gestures cute and can be family near the nest hole.

"Let's not do this anymore, Sin..."

"Yeah......"

I didn't receive the money just to talk about how the body was in such bad shape that it couldn't be recovered, and it was a little difficult for the farmers.

The next day, I visited a farmer who was worried about the damage to the coyote.

I have sheep, cows.

We've moved away from the cows and sheep in the fence, to the point where we can look over the meadows.

Coyotes never come near you hiding themselves, do they?

Dare to come across the meadows dignified from day to day. You're a human being.

Approaching 150m or so......

Do-n!

"Per!"

All right!

Nice eye, Saran......

Okay, wait more......

200 meters? Measure with a range finder.

Aim under one dot of scope crosshairs......

Do-n!

"Per!"

They say these are the only two coyotes attacking this farm, and that's a relief.

It was a male and a female. Couple, I guess.

Don't feel bad, young couple.

"It's amazing to sift!" Saran is impressed, too.

Yeah, I guess this world doesn't have the means to attack that distance.

You were penetrating when you saw the bullet landing. The exit port is clean.

Copper bullets are hard, so maybe if they're about the body of a coyote, they'll go through without crushing them. Coyotes don't take meat or fur, so you can hit them anywhere.

I got a hug of wool in a big bag for the gratuity.

Sometimes it's not money, is it? Let's sell it to the Alliance.

Saran is in a good mood with Nico.

Looks like he liked the fluffy wool.

"I wonder if I can make this into a futon! I want to keep a shepherd, even an elf!

Is it that way?

You've always been obsessed with fluffy beds.

So do you want to take this home without selling it?

I'll struggle to pack it in my magic bag somehow.

"It's good for a duvet, isn't it? But the luxury of the duvet is the duvet."

"Duvet?

"Collect bird feathers and futon them. It's light and warm."

"Wow, that's good! If that's the case, I can make it with an elf."

"Shall we find a lodger that uses duvets? I'm sure it feels good."

……

I said it myself, and the two of us turned red.

Because we're newlyweds.

"Whoa, where have you been! Work!"

When you return to the Alliance, you will be heard by Bal, the Alliance Master.

"Where have you been? It's up to you to work."

"I've got a nomination job for you guys. It's from the lord!

From the lord!?

"I couldn't help but want a pigeon in the stables of the hall, and he said he'd get rid of it. The horse number."

Is that what you mean......

"It's too late. Tomorrow, okay?"

"No, it's troublesome to keep you waiting. You should just show your face by the end of the day."

It's troublesome everywhere to say you're great......

"Okay. You got a requisition?

"There's nothing like that. The messenger will come, give the order, and show up. That's the way it is."

……

I only have a bad feeling about it.

"Which one is the hotel?"

"You don't know what to look at."

You see. I know too much. It's the biggest mansion, isn't it?

Yes, Saran and I, we walked in together.

If they see you take the air gun out of your magic bag, it's a hassle, so I'll put a gun cover on it and carry it.

You even came to the big gate.

Um, what should I do?

Go all the way around the mansion.

There's another gate. I see a servant taking care of the garden over the fence.

"I'm sorry."

"Yes. What's the matter, sir?

"I've been called by the Hunter Guild. He was asked to exterminate the pigeon."

"Oh, I'm listening. Wait a minute."

Mr Horsefan arrived after waiting a while.

"Hey, sorry."

It's dusk already, though.

"... you're a big sister..."

Leave me alone.

Wherever you go, they say that. You're just used to it now.

Saran had a flickering smile at first, too, but lately he's an acquaintance.

"When the lord came to see the horse, the pigeon hunched him, and his husband was furious."

Ah, that's what I mean......

"Which would it be polite to visit?"

"I'm not a customer. I'm fine with this gate. It would have been rude if you had come from the front gate. I was wondering if you could show me your hunter card."

... You were in danger. I was about to board through the main entrance with dignity.

"Hmm, Saran and Singh. Let's remember."

"The pigeons will come as many times as they want. Remember, it's easy for us to do our job."

"That's right. You said you wiped out all the pigeons in the Guild Warehouse? Mr. Singh the Pigeon Killer."

Is that what they call me?

"We've been in this city lately. What is your lord's name?"

"It's Viscount Kihal de Altars."

"What can I call you if I see you?"

"It's Master Altars. Well, I don't think there's anything like face-to-face."

"Let me show you the stables"

"This way."

Hmmm...... It's already dark.

But it's coming. You hear the chirping of a pigeon named Coming Tail.

"You can exterminate it even at night, so can you bring me a full lamp?

Night shooting, indoor shooting is strictly forbidden by gun knife laws, but this is a different world. It doesn't matter.

The lamp is brought in and the stables are blurred and bright.

Lots of horses...... Maybe twenty.

That's nobility.

I'm in the attic of a wooden stables... Twenty or more, I guess.

You're screwing around here, right? The wooden pier is full of pigeons.

"Can we just get started?"

"Please."

Cuckoo, cuckoo, cuckoo.

Pull the side lever on the Diana M52, pack the pellet into the chamber and aim softly.

"What the hell!?

"It's a kind of tool. Never mind."

"Demonic props..."

Through.

It has a bright 50mm caliber scope. You can see it even in the dark.

Bash!

Bass, bass, bass... Potto.

"This... so easy..."

Saran just picks up the fallen pigeon and puts it in the bag.

Saran got used to it, didn't he? I have a horse like that waving his blubber nose. I don't want to go in there a little bit.

Bash! Bash! Bash!

I'm going to drop the one I see already from one end.

Spring air rifles don't sound that loud, do they?

Is that enough sound to open and close the door?

So you don't even make a horse noise.

The one in the dark and not well seen grips the maglite along the gun with the leading platform and shoots it in the light.

Booty. Booty.

Your pigeon drops well.

The pigeons are nodding and sleeping at night, so it's easy.

As easy as it is to do at night.

"Oh... what's that lamp?

Uh, it's an over-tech flashlight in this world, isn't it?

"It's Maglite."

"Is that a magic light..."

I feel misunderstood, but it goes through.

... I'm hungry...

Hibiki......

I haven't eaten anything since lunch......

Sneaking up on the clock, it's 12: 00 at night.

"Um, one paragraph seems to have arrived, so I'd like to dawn the rest"

"You've got a lot. How many?"

"Twenty-two"

Saran, who was in the bag, answers.

"When you go to sleep, please do it that way"

... on the straw?

No, not anymore. That's fine.

"Well, I'll be back tomorrow morning."

That said, Mr. Horseman has gone home.

"What's that!

Saran gets angry. I can't even do it.

"... well nobility is what servants are like. Eat this and get back in the mood."

Take out the sandwiches you bought in the street or the mineral water pet bottles you bought and eat them for two.

That evening, the two of us wrapped around the blanket body and leaned in and slept.

You felt so serious.

Was this also the case with Maria, Mother of Christ, who became the feather of giving birth in the stable in December......