An active hunter in Hokkaido was thrown into another world.

"Come on, I don't know what you're gonna do."

We all surround Saran's cooked breakfast, and it's a consultation.

I use the salt and pepper show I provided, so you can add a little effort to your elf-style dishes and make everything tasty. Great women's power.

That's the home of a second-degree party.

It's a whole house, and we got a special attic.

You're going to shake your house when you get too violent. Exactly. I'll refrain from doing that in people's homes.

"I think we should just stay out of town for a little while until it's almost cold."

That's what Mr Bertier says.

"Right. Do something big in a while!

"If this is all the members, they're going to be able to hunt pretty big tits too!

"I'm tired of all the escorts."

"Agreed."

"Eh, I want to go back to the village of Elves already..."

"... so am I."

"Don't say that."

That's what the members of Baristes laugh at.

"Hey, do something a little souvenir talk before you go home. Mr. Bal told me to do it with you. Senior hunter's job. You'll learn to look at it properly."

That's fancy, Mr. Bertier.

"Do you guys have anything you want to do?"

"Wyburn Crusade"

"Bandits exorcised"

"Dungeon Attack"

"Agreed."

"Pigeon extermination"

"Leave a message"

"Do a little, Tanuki Head."

Yes, sir.

"Sin, how much prey can your magic props take down?

"Um, a bear, maybe a little bigger than that."

That's about all I can say with confidence is 308 Winchester.

American bears in the US are more or less a little larger than tsukinowagmas. What 308 assumes is prey around it, isn't it?

Even Hokkaido will not catch hippos at 308.

Grizzlies and heraldicas with gray bears will be Canada and Alaska, not mainland America.

It's Magnum Rifle's turn, like 300 Magnums when this happens.

I still can't do it. [M]

Striking multiple bullets of weak power does not mean firing a single bullet of great power. I can't reach the steeple.

Wildlife doesn't die unless you shoot a steeple.

You're bound to run away. Sometimes if you're a hippo, you're attacked the other way around.

In the example of a giant cannibal higma in which two hunters were sacrificed, one shot of 7mm Remington Magnum in the shoulder, one shot of 30-06 in the neck, five shots of 12th slug, and one shot of 12th slug in the brain that was finally letting go by pushing the muzzle directly against the head of a higma who wouldn't let go of the hunter.

It's not a military bullet, is it? I don't die just because I get all that hunting hollowpoint bullet and it freaks me out. Amazing, isn't it?

"Who's flying?

"Pigeons, crows, ducks"

"I'm disappointed, Sin."

Because it will be a bird shot of a shotgun.

"No, no, Leader, first of all, it's amazing how you can shoot down a flying guy. No bow, no magic."

Thank you for following Nee.

"That means Wyburn said no. Yes, it disappeared."

"No dungeon strategy, either."

"Why?"

"Because it sounds huge."

"Uh..."

We're all disappointed.

Dungeons are like caves, aren't they? He said if I left my gun there, they'd all be deaf.

"It was like thunder."

Yeah, well, we all remember when you shot a burglar in the escort, don't we?

"When you do, the rest are the robbers?

"And a pigeon."

"Rejected. How much do you like pigeons, Singh? Because of what? Come on, let's do something big. Huh? Huh?"

"If you say robbers, if you know where Azito is."

"Hmmm... that would be the most gold. If you say you're on your way to the escort, it's not even a bounty to go crush it from here, is it?

"... Sin, you can't use it unexpectedly"

Why are you using me? [M] Wouldn't it be nice what the seniors always get?

"What's the biggest thing you've defeated in all of Baristes?

"Hydra."

"You're a hydra. We're in second grade."

"We got three necks."

"Four necks and five necks."

"All right, let's go find it."

"Agreed"

"Agreed."

"No objection"

"Agreed."

Mr. Recovery, I just said "I agree".

I say Mr. Neeton, by the way.

I hear wizards like hunters are strangers, but surely Mr. Neye and Mr. Agree may be a little different. Interesting people, though. The party must be precious that members have wizards.

I've never seen Hydra before.

"What's a hydra?

Everyone looks at me.

"Sin, you know..."

I can't help it, can I?

I've only been here two months. [M]

"A hydra is a giant snake. The one with two or more heads. Three or four, up to nine. Nine of them are immortal, they grow again even if they slash their necks, but if they don't, they can be defeated if they kill their heads in turn."

Mr. Nee explains it to me.

"How big is your head?

"A little bigger than a human being"

"What's the full length?

"Enough to go halfway around this house."

That's close to 20 meters.

"... well done on defeating you"

"Well, it was three necks. Now that we have a lot of members, it's okay to have a few more."

"What kind of attack are you going to make?

"Bite, poison fangs, strangle"

"I'm scared."

"It's a hit-and-away. If we all surround ourselves, we'll figure it out."

"Agreed."

"In case they bite, the poison is either poisoned by potion or detoxified by Neeton"

Mr. Neeton in the hat, that's just great.

You're excellent, but you don't like palace service and you feel like you're running a hunter.

"Okay, then get ready to go. Location is Aragast Forest Zone"

"Is it a forest zone? Ah!

"Shut up, Sin."

Yes, take a day to get around in a passenger carriage. After a day of camping, we finally step into the mountains.

I'm heavy.

"Okay. Let's use this place as a base camp"

Day one into the mountains.

Beautiful high ground. There are a few large trees.

"Let's keep our luggage hanging from the tree so the animals don't vandalize us"

Put together camping equipment, others, tie them up with rope, snag them on a tree and hang them high. That's a way to keep everyone as light as possible. Because you can't fight with your luggage on your back.

Me and Saran can keep a lot of gear in our magic bags, but, well, it's a lot easier for other members around here. Because if it all splits up, I'm determined to be able to push a lot of things from one end to the other.

"Search this high ground as far as you can see. Don't let them all fall too apart. As usual. Sin and Saran are behind Neeton, in the center. Regards."

"Yes."

By way of example, the drugstore empties and walks with a buckshot loaded into the magazine of the M870 on the 18-inch slug barrel. If something comes up, I knew it.

Have I been trained? [M]

I'll manage to keep up with everyone even though I say it's hilarious.

Neeton and Nee aren't much different from me in strength, they all go together.

Hi-ha-ha...

"It's okay, Singh?

Behind me is Saran.

"I want a drink of water..."

"Yes."

Saran will put his hands together and make a water ball on top.

I'll stick my mouth to that and let you drink the gook.

Oh...... Really good daughter-in-law......

"Keh."

... I'm sorry about that, folks.

"Isn't this the path of Hydra?

Mr. Rant in the leading bow. You found some muscularly crushed beast path.

"... peeling?"

Something like transparent skin is rubbed against the tree. Everywhere.

"You're progressing while rubbing your body all over it."

If this is the path of the one that says hydra, it means that the torso of hydra has a diameter of 70 cm...... I think I can drink a human or something.

"All right, that's it for today. Pull up to base camp"

Thanks...... If you search and fight now, it's definitely night.

"Saran, if there's a snake, let me know"

"Snake."

Saran moved a little further away from everyone into the gusty woods, and he's back.

"Here."

"Bye. - Eh."

Saran brought it by gripping it under the head of a snake!

He's still alive!

It's wrapped around Saran's arm!

"Sin, shut up"

No, no, no, no. I've never seen a snake.

There are no snakes in Hokkaido.

No, I know you're here, but I've never seen a countryman grow up in a country like me. That's about it.

"What do we do?

"No, it doesn't have to be the one who's alive."

"Really?"

When Saran grips a gyu, it's a little rampant......

About five minutes until I'm quiet and snake-blugged.

What vitality.

"Hey snake, drop your head, peel off your skin, you're still bitching during cooking."

... Saran, do you want some of that?

We're all tenting and burning trees in the square about base camp.

Saran's ready to cook, isn't he? We're all excited.

In the meantime, I have a knife and a snake dissected with one hand.

A snake about 1m long.

I'll cut off my head, put a blade on my brain, and then I'll beat it out and turn my head vertically in two.

The brain is right behind the eyes. I knew it was small......

Was Hydra more than two heads? Going for your head one at a time is going to be a little hard after all.

Check the anal position. It's right behind you.

Sometimes eels, fish, and guts are very compact and not half the total length, but snakes are different. It means you have guts up to about three-quarters of the length. Because you're not eating plankton or anything good for digestion like a fish. You only go round frogs and stuff. Sturdy stomach and intestine.

Rip your stomach and remove your guts.

My lungs and liver are elongated. Lined up. Snakes have only one lung degenerating......

Position of the heart...... it's just above the lungs, but it's amazing down from the head. This isn't elongated, is it? Cologne. If you take a place where your heart is your chest, the snake will have a very long neck. One sixth of the total length is the neck?

My stomach is almost near the middle of my body. This was surprising.

Bowel crap. It folds and half of my guts are intestines. All genitals and other organs are elongated along the intestines.

Whereas all internal organs are elongated, only the heart emits a round heterogeneity with cologne...... That doesn't mean it hits the heart if you shoot it right.

Snakes, reptiles. Do you mean a lizard with a very long neck and no limbs?

So you don't know where the heart will be at first glance.

I figured I'd have to aim one head at a time...

But there are three or four.

Saying you're smart is splitting your neck.

Oh, well!

"Are you willing to be alone, Singh?

Members can speak up.

"No, you should skin it and then judge me! In reverse order, Sin!

"Let's stab him in the skewer and bake him."

"Agreed."

"Throw away your guts. Because there are parasites and stuff, Singh."

Is it a premise to eat all of them?

'Cause snakes are good.

Is it good? A snake!

"Yes, I'll give you..."

I'll take it out of the built-in and let the snake cut off my head and give it to Mr. Bertier.

Mr. Bertier is thrilled to put a slice in the snake's skin and let his deputy leader, Mild, hold it one way and the two of us pull it together and say, "No -!" I'm frightened and peel the snake's skin. Uh-huh.

Ghhhhhhhhh.

... and then I bumped it into pieces, shook the salt, skewered it and put it on fire and we were all eating it.

The main dish is Saran's stew, though.

I am delighted to eat delicious delicious. Usually, let's just save the food.

They're all men......

"Look, so is Singh"

Mr. Mild offers...... a skewered snake......

I'll try it out of my mind.

Yeah, refreshing and surprisingly good. Lots of bones......

"Is Singh new to snakes?"

"Yes, there was no snake where I was."

"Up north."

"Well, yes."

"How rare was the snake?"

"Yes, so I was looking for a place where my heart would be, where my brain would be, where it would be a steep point,"

"Is that the heart of a snake... you never even thought about that. You can cut off your neck. You don't even know where the snake's heart is."

"That's true, though."

My husband uses his head to hunt.

Everyone is impressed when Saran says so......

"Safety first, you always say that with your mouth sour. Don't push it, don't go deep, don't compete, don't pioneer, don't leave. Get ready, practice, and do some digging. I've never had anything dangerous in my eyes since I was with Singh."

"What a heck"

"Still a Han"

"… Agreed"

"Is it funny to hunt like that?

"Sin... you..."

"I will not tolerate my husband's ill words."

Everybody shuts up when Bin Saran says.

"Sir, it's great to have someone who's cowardly, cautious and long-lived. Who wants to marry a guy who doesn't know when he's going to die? That's why you guys aren't hot!

Saran hugs me from behind and thrills me.

"... sin"

"Yes."

"Let me call you Master"

No, that's just it. What are you talking about, Mr. Bertier?