An active hunter in Hokkaido was thrown into another world.

29. Team Elfan and the Mysterious Man

I buy a lot of ingredients in the market and then follow the map I got for Mr. Bal to the Team Elfan home.

You look good when it comes to the hunter's party home, but you're a renter.

Is it still better where the whole house is? It's one of the old dry brick towns off the city.

It's nothing. Shall I knock on the entrance for now?

You were the one who cried out then when you slammed on the door more and more, hanging your arm on the bandage and showing your face.

"Oh! Tanuki head!

I'm Raccoonhead.

"Hello, it's been a while. I just wanted to talk to you for a second."

"Go ahead. There's so much I want to ask you, too."

……

One sleeps in bed.

All you can move is someone with a hanging arm, two minor injuries, all four of them.

"I'm hearing it from the master. You're the ones who took my revenge."

"... will that happen"

"I'm Bertus. Deputy leader. Sleeping is tight, there's Andal and Ginia"

"I'm Singh, she's Saran."

"I envy you hunters with such a beautiful, dependable elf lady. We're just men."

Everyone laughs powerless.

"I'll borrow the kitchen."

Saran, with the ingredients, heads to the kitchen.

Wow, that's dirty. You really can't just be a man.

"So... the truth is, how did Elfer end up..."

"Firewood was assembled and the body was burned."

"... I don't even think you were cremating me. You almost got eaten."

"I managed to crusade all the goblins before that happened, but as I waited for the goblins running into the cave to show their faces, the bodies turned to ashes"

……

"Thank you. The same goes for getting a proper cremation. It's definitely better than talking about getting into the belly of both goblins. We're glad to hear that, too."

Some cry.

"He was a good leader. Find a goblin in the woods. This is close to the village. I told him I couldn't leave him alone, and I was sneaking up on him to find out where the nest was, but at some point, he was surrounded, and he threw more and more throwing spears."

Oh, was it a throwing spear after all?

"I was stupid about goblins, but you're still scared when you have a number. The leader is defeated, run away, tell everyone to let them know and hold their breath. All we could do was run for our lives. It sucks."

I know. I don't know if we can survive in that situation, either.

Even if he had a gun.

"How did you defeat Goblin?

"Well, cosoli from a distance"

"That's an elf, Mr. Saran's a master of bows, isn't it?"

"Hey, your husband's much better. He's much better."

Saran speaks from the kitchen.

Wow. The kitchen's already shining!

The dishes were washed and wiped clean. It's amazing female power!

The stove burns firewood and the pan is already boiling.

Looking forward to seeing what you can do.

"Sir...... are you guys a couple?

"Yes."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!"

Every time I think, why is everyone surprised?

No more yadda this development......

"... unfortunately, we can't thank you enough"

"That's okay. That's not true. This is my sympathy. Take it."

"What's this?

"I received it from my lord as a reward for my goblin crusade. It belongs to you."

"How could... That would be your reward."

"I was able to crusade because you let me know with your lives at stake. It's the handle of Team Elfan. Please give it to me."

"... thank you, thank you"

Receive fifteen gold coins and guzzle them all.

"Come on, come on, you can't tell me to cheer you up, but you have to eat properly. Everybody eat."

Wow.

Soup, steak and salad. Bread I bought for that. I made it quick and quick but it's cooking right. Thank you, Saran.

Team Elfan in the mansion, you're thrilled.

They're all eating guts.

Saran sits back in bed and feeds him to Mr. Tight, who's asleep.

Yes, yes, we all don't look with envy. I don't look.

"I wanted to ask you something."

"Ask me anything!

"Like I was invited to a taste of elf hunting"

"Oh, then it's me"

Ginia raised her hand, didn't she?

"If I was drinking in a tavern..."

"Hey, what are you doing in a tavern?"

Yes, yes. I don't fight there.

"Which tavern is it?

"Behind the downtown area, 'Only in Heaven'"

What is the name of the store?

"If I was drinking, I'd say, 'Aren't you, Elfan's teammate?' And don't blacken it. Ask the man in the hat deep. And when I said," Don't you have a job right now? 'I say. I said,' I have a good job, can I talk to you? 'So I thought I'd just ask. "

"Hmm."

"'Here's a little...' So he paid me for the tavern, and I went out on the table, and I talked to him as I walked"

"You're a prudent opponent."

"Yeah, it sucks, I thought it must be an illegal story, 'I need you to help me hunt'. So, I heard what the prey was."

"That's nasty."

Saran flashes his face.

"'Well, go and you'll see. I'll play the reward'. When I asked him how much, he said," Fifty gold coins per person. "

"One person... one person... that's totally human already"

When I say it, Mr. Ginia nods, yeah, yeah.

"People! And I said," No, I'm not a person, "and I laughed under my hat. If you say you're not a person, then what? You say," I'm from the woods. "When it comes to people in the woods, I'm talking about elves. I refuse to do that. I owe the elves! If I say..."

...... Thank you.

"'No. It's a joke. joke' and walked away laughing"

……

"I'm so glad you're so grateful."

That's what Saran says. Pours soup into Mr. Zinnia's cup.

"Oh, I knew Saran and the others had taken my leader's revenge. If you do more or less, you're banishing Hunter permanently, right? You don't fit the walnut. What a troubled hunter to take on such a..."

"Well, it's like us."

Yeah, don't get all upset.

"What did he look like?

"Round my back, I saw a black coat, a black hat, and a white cutter shirt down there. It's expensive with fine clothes. I was probably in my fifties when I was a year..."

"What's your back length?

"I was rounding my back. It's smaller than me, but if I stand properly, it's about as good as me."

"Hey, stand up, Ginia."

"Oh."

I'll line up next to Ginia, who rounded her back with me and Saran.

Bigger than me, smaller than Saran. Just about Saran's shoulder.

Yeah, I'm Japanese, I'm usually as small as a boy when I'm among outsiders.

Sorry about that. Because of that, I always treat you like a shota.

"What else?

"He had a cane."

"You look fat and heavy, straight and without a handshake?

"That's right. How do you know, Mr. Singh?"

"I thought it was a planting wand"

"... maybe so. I had it, even though it was a cane, without poking it to the ground. Speaking of which, you made a noise when you hit the ground. Or something."

"... that was dangerous, Ginia. You could have been slaughtered if you'd been bad."

"Yay..."

You seem like a bit of a jerk to me.

We all ate, rewashed the cup, and now we served tea and talked for a while, but we didn't get any more information.

Thank you so much and excuse the home.

"... there might be a pistol."

"Pizza?"

"Tiny gun. of a size that can be shot with one hand."

We're both staying at a safe house.

Pistol. Ah.

I'm Japanese, so of course I never shot him. I mean, I've never even seen it. It is absolutely forbidden to possess in Japan. All you can possess is about an Olympic candidate.

But in action movies, you always shoot with a bang. Er. I am also familiar with the Japanese. They sell both model guns and airsoft guns, so of course there's nothing you wouldn't know how to shoot if you were a boy.

I think it's for personal protection. Maybe we'll be dealing with the kind of guy who has a sword hidden away.

If I were to buy my own...... right. I guess revolver.

I'm not much of a type of auto, am I?

No, there's a lot of people at the hunting club who use it.

We all use shotguns to exterminate foxes, but two straight ups and downs of the Crae shooting, the one who brings it that way and the one who brings the automatic shotgun, that's half.

I'm the only one who uses pump action. Because it's my grandfather's artifact.

In real hunting, you mean that automatic formula is overwhelmingly advantageous after all. There is no malfunction first. Members use it and I have never seen it rotate poorly. Automatic shotguns are incredibly reliable today. You can't complain about that.

However, they say that the typical automatic gun, the Remington M1100, has to replace the ring somehow when you change the bullet. There were people jamming at the shooting range crae shooting and telling seniors, "Give me a gas seal when you're lightly loaded..."

I don't know.

I am, the operation is simple and easy to understand, you like that.

But Beretta, who was shooting at me with a die hard, that's also an auto, but it's cool!

My friend likes to say that, he's got a bunch of airsoft guns, but that's what I told him. He came to see me and said, 'Show me!' That was persistent.

I really broke the gun knife laws, but I couldn't help it because I was a classmate in high school, so I took it out of the gun locker and showed it to you. M870.

"It's real -! The definitive version of pump action! 'I was so thrilled.

Knock, knock, knock, knock.

Stop, stop, stop, stop shooting empty. The needle breaks! (* 1) I told him to stop, give him the dummy cart, make sure he used this and asked me to mess with him for a while.

Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

No, you were happy.

"Why do you only get two shots in! This is 4 +1!

"The Japanese gun knife method has decided to take up to two shots!

What a waste of knowledge.

But you said thank you and gave me a clove of airsoft guns.

Oh, no, that's cool.

- - - - Author annotations - - -

* 1. Guns, not just hunting guns, are prone to trouble when fired empty-handedly (dropping hammers without ammunition). Often the needle breaks.

Since the shooting needle that is supposed to hit the detonator does not hit and will pop up, this is because the shooting needle, which is designed for strength in the direction of being squashed, when emptied, exerts a force in the direction of extension that is not in the design.

When emptying even in practice, it shall be done by loading a simulated bullet containing a spring that accepts a needle called a dummy cart.