Foreigner with Dark Hair in Another World

There is nothing as ominous as the sound of a mosquito's wings ringing in its ear.

Even more so if it's a deep dawn.

Now, of course, the winter season is approaching, so mosquitoes are nowhere to be found, but it is only a reminder that it is time for something as ominous as the sound of its wings to come back.

I felt so inhuman that my eyes blinked.

Seeing it was dark, it seemed like it was still dawn.

This agitation... this palpitation... must be.

That's what it came to.

- Sarak.

I woke up immediately and walked the curtain.

The world was still dark, but the white things came into my eyes that seemed clear enough to be cursed beyond ominy.

"... fuck."

Eventually, something came up.

- First glance was coming down.

Dog shit was coming down.

I went out to the porch and saw the nightmare.

The slowly falling fragments of winter were whitening the world. In the end, winter in this confused world came again, whether it was the third or the fourth.

- Yeah.

The world was as calm as the cold that sat down, but my heart was as noisy as being invited to a banquet of crazy people throwing up screams. Of course it will be fine this year, but I am always afraid of winter and snow.

The same was true of the military, and even more so in this world.

It is almost an unpleasantness and fear imprinted on instinct and genes.

"Fuck you."

Maybe it was a nightmare, and when I got up to sigh, it would be like a fog scattering like a broken vision. With that in mind, I lay back in bed and asked for sleep.

Of course.

The snow was real.

"Argh."

I was holding Claudie until the morning and touching her pussy, so my mind was calm. Of course, I used the technique to keep it from breaking.

For a long time now, the world began to brighten.

"Cat...?"

Claudie woke up sweeping her hair.

"Claudie. Look out the window."

After what happened, she went out to the veranda, as I said. Unlike dawn, it opens a window, so cold winds come in. Claudie who was looking at the landscape said:

"Here comes the snow."

"What? Did you know?"

You know his eyes?

"I've had one snowfall in the desert. Yeah, the last thing I saw was a few years ago... thirty, ah. No, Kat. Eyes down in the desert."

I never knew it was snowing in the desert.

Of course, I never saw snow, so if Claudie was surprised, "Ahh, this is snow." I tried to pretend that it was cold.

"I see. I thought it might be strange..."

"Uh-huh..."

She smiled widely as she thought for a moment.

"Wow, that's amazing. Katt, what the hell is this white thing? Something cold?"

Then he said so.

"It's too late..."

I was blatantly disappointed.

"I'm sorry about something... Do you want to touch my chest?"

"Yes!"

The words of her heart were truly thankful!

"It's getting cold. I don't like it too cold. I'd rather have a hot side."

"Oh, I'm the other way around. Cultural differences, too."

"But I think it's going to be okay this time. If it's cold, you can hold katt."

"Uh-huh. Absolutely. I'm a human furnace."

In winter, however, there is only one thing you can do in winter. Immediately headed to the shower room, he washed himself with cold water and took his gear.

I think I need to buy a new suit or cloak to hang on the equipment once I get out.

The cape I was wearing became a slut. Equipment quickly breaks down when it's snowy, so it's essential to wear a cape in winter. Let's go to the Adventurer Guild and buy one.

"Claudie. I'll be out in a minute. Do you need anything?"

"I'm diligent in the cold. Well... there's nothing I really need."

"Yes. Then stay with Winia. You're still there."

Once worn, I wore a cape with a vine on my shoulder and a hood hat. As soon as I left the building, the snow started to build up on my shoulders.

Extremely unpleasant sensation.

The only ones who like eyes are those who don't know the reality yet. Man becomes a true adult by hating his eyes. The moment something you liked turned into hatred, it was a cruel boundary between a child and an adult.

"Oh, shit, it's cold."

The streets of the morning were already full of people who were clearing their eyes, even though they had noticed and were raining more than they thought. I see a lot of people moving around here and there.

I immediately headed to the Adventurer Guild.

- Woong Sung Woong.

As always, morning guilds are noisy.

When winter comes, there's a lot of work to do. Once the snow starts to fall, the guild also collects snow from the city and does a lot of work. Perhaps there is such an under-reading.

All kinds of worms in the city are mobilized for snowmaking.

Because they end their lives by starving or freezing if they don't do it in winter. Of course, I used to spend winter with it once.

"Hey! Barbarian Shack!"

At that time, I heard a familiar shout.

"No! It's Copson!"

I waved my hand at me with an elevated tension, whether I had been drinking from the morning or a strawberry cobson. This son of a bitch hasn't seen this in too long.

Once his eyes were open, he came forward.

"You son of a bitch. Good to see you. What have you been living with?"

"I followed the Temple Army and hunted the pagans. I was closed for a while because I touched the right amount of money. But now that it's snowing, I don't feel like working."

He was in the Holy War, too.

I said as I ate some of his jerky.

"Yeah? I was there, too. You must have been with me during the pagan subjugation."

"Uh-huh, I see. Anyway, Barbarian Shack. There's one good thing to do. In fact, I was waiting to find Barbarian Shack if he was dying here."

Thank you for that.

"Well, there's nothing you can say but that. What is it, a winter hunt?"

"That's it."

"That's all I have to do at this time."

Winter hunt.

It is a kind of cultural resemblance formed by adventurers living in this world. Like all creatures on Earth, there are monsters in the world that go into hibernation in winter.

Those who aggressively gather food until autumn will dig a cave or go into a cave and sleep a long night for the winter.

Well, a unique herb or horsepower that only flows in winter. And it's like a fruit, but it's just too stubborn to live with. So many monsters sleep in winter.

"Winter hunting... I've never done much."

"Khhhh, aren't we all clean veterans now? It's time to step up in earnest."

Of course, sleeping in winter means that monsters are the most vulnerable.

Nothing is as easy as killing a sleeping enemy. Adventurers can't miss this opportunity, and they raid monsters who are sleeping in the winter in order to take part in this winter.

Some of the intermediaries are fairly powerful monsters, such as Owlbear and Drake. If you find their den and succeed in hunting, you will be able to touch a lot of money.

It's a natural story, but if you get killed by a awakened monster and become food for a more stable winter, it's also unusual.

However, surely, fools who dream of a rich movie against the 'weakened' monsters are everywhere.

Well, that's why. There is such a bonus in the caves of monsters who sleep in winter. There may be a pile of dead people's wealth.

Besides that, some people stockpile things like food in many ways... If you go after 'Winter Hunt' and find monsters, there's nothing to lose.

"There are merchants who buy Aulbear leather for an expensive price. A winter fashion trend for nobles, or something. So the frozen ones are throwing a party and trying to shove up the mountain. What do you think? Shouldn't we have one hand there too?"

"Aulbear is Nimi fucking. I think all the kids here will be exterminated even if they get together in one truck."

It's uncommon.

The idea of greed or overestimating one's skills, and of being just as self-sufficient, is no different from the basic idea of ignorant adventurers.

I've seen those bastards die like hounds on Thanksgiving dozens of times already. After winter hunting, I also saw a lot of guys who never come back.

There are also stories of young adventurers abducting young adventurers, as the adventurers say in a loud voice. Of course, the Newspaper is a jerk and must have been gutted by monsters.

"Truck? What's that?"

"Ah."

Sometimes my metaphor doesn't work like this.

"Well, it sounds like a bunch of little punks are going to get sick. Isn't that too much? Aw, fuck that."

Of course, I may be able to hunt Aulbear now that I've woken up Mana. Whatever it is, there is a number of spleens with the power to slice the orcs.

Besides, I have a history of fishermen slaughtering.

But not most adventurers.

Apparently, Kopson had too much to drink right now, and the rest of his confidence seemed overwhelming. I think if I go somewhere and die, my heart will be severely depressed.

"That's not for dizzy bastards. Maybe you should just search for something else. Just don't do it. And then I went after you."

"No, I didn't expect Barbarian Sheck to worry about me."

A laughing Copson sips a beer.

As you can see, ignorant adventurers know that alcohol raises their body temperature.

"Don't worry, Ten Birds."

"Well, don't worry too much. There are a lot of fucking people. Those murderers blew too much wind into the hearts of foolish adventurers. Maybe you won't be looking through everything soon?"

Those who run away after listening to other people's stories will all die. But the world was overflowing with such idiots.

"If they hurt Aulbear and die, we can rob them of their property with the wounded Aulbear."

When I heard that, a laugh burst out.

"Cluckle, you evil bastard. That was the old man."

"Hmph. Do you understand what I'm saying now, Barbarian?"

Copson is also a foreigner in the bone.

We laughed at each other and talked about it. It's definitely... a winter hunt. It's a good thing. Do you want to spend the winter snowing in my time? And there's going to be some money for the merchants to come.

I've come all the way here, but I'm sure I won't have enough leather. It is certainly a good opportunity to build a performance because I will put in a quest through the guild customarily.

"Still, Sifal Aulbear is frightened. Let's just go around looking for a humpback and pick up the babies or the hairy branches. Do it together."

I have a lot of anxiety about making Aulbear the main one.

"Tsk. You coward. Well, that's good. Let's take a breath in the liver. I think we should be thoroughly prepared and explore the mountains."

"Who's the other guy?"

I'm going to ask Claudine and Winnie.

"Once you have me and the Barbarians, all you have to do is save the right people. More than that... isn't this fucking Barbarian a lot of girlfriends? And Miss Claudie."

"I don't know if we're going to do this right now."

"Umm... Well, then I'll get it. Would you like a drink, then?"

"That's good, motherfucker!"

The inside of the guild is still noisy. There, I sat face to face with Copson and ordered a beer and a mistress. Then I talked about the current situation.

Around the time I got moderately high, I woke up.

Surprisingly, even an hour was short.

"See you tomorrow, Barbarian."

"If you sleep on your street, you'll find it. Don't go anywhere, go straight home."

I can't believe this guy's liquor is so lame.

Still, it bothers me to wish you luck.

"Uh-huh, what are you looking at me for? Well, get in there. I'll see you tomorrow."

"Yes."

So I broke up with Copson and came out. The snow... is still coming down. I need to go back and buy a usable cape and protective equipment for the first time. Riding sulphuric acid requires a little preparation.

You're gonna need one of those. Maybe we should change the gloves, too.

Quilted armor is good for warmth anyway.

Let's buy some Mocktos.