Free Life ~Record of the Struggle of a Different World General Merchant~

"Well, that's a sudden story. I'm gonna miss you when you're gone."

That's what Mrs. Veeville, who lives in your neighborhood, told me.

"Yeah ~? Zipang's a long way from home, isn't it? At least this is when you eat and get strength!

Mr. and Mrs. Clarice's husband gave me bread that I could have said so.

……

Mark, the blacksmith, has stuck his hand out in silence. And instead of saying goodbye, I tried to polish my gear, and then I didn't open my mouth anymore. That guy was silent until the end......

"Yes ~!? When you guys are gone... my shop's eyeball products will be reduced!? Hey, hey, one last big release or something... don't you?

Mr. Misha was a businessman. The tool shop that we were flushing what we gained at the end of our adventure must continue to be cheap with her.

It was just good people. Guys, nice and friendly, no backing... I could tell that it was most fortunate for us to be able to live in a compartment where these good people live.

We have both money and power. If I wanted to, I would have lived anywhere. But I'm a Gentile. To live in the city, there was not enough understanding of culture and customs, nor connections between people.

It's not a manualized world, like our world. We didn't know the rules or anything, but even if we tried shopping, we would be kicked out of the store after touching the shopkeeper's scales, and we would be halfway there.

They filled our holes like that. Sometimes he stuck his neck in so much that this one pulled off, he told me exactly what this city was all about. Among other things, she was looked after by Mrs. Veeville, a summariser in town.

A threesome of Zipang boys buying a whole house... I don't see how such a suspicious bunch of guys could have spoken up without being frightened. That guy is so cute, the others are calling me... really, I can't lift my head to Mrs. Veeville.

Saying goodbye to such people only hurt my chest a little. As a thank you for your help, I was attacked by weird guilt about only returning things and words... I never thought I'd get this kind of emotion even though I've been dating less than a year. I guess that's all I'm saying is that I owe them.

"Ahhh? He said he was going back to Zipang... but I don't want to go back. Let's have some fun in this city."

"Stupid. Unlike you, the youths are filial. [M] There's no way you can leave your family behind and live in some random adventurer country."

"Amen to that!?"

The adventurers... well, you were just like always. I slaughtered the monster opponent. They make it a routine place to stand around. They're pretty dry about breaking up with people. There were some people to hold back, but they basically said, "Well, what if I like it? It felt like."

Saying goodbye to the people in your town and visiting Guildhall in a bit of a somber fashion, we said, "What, say goodbye? Let's drink more than that!" or something like that... on the contrary, is it more uncomfortable to cry "Don't go because I'm going to miss you ~!"?

I spared a goodbye, about a few of my pretty good friends and the female adventurers of Ren's fans... and Scarlett's parents and kids.

Alty's angry. He's angry. "I won't let you get away with it!!" Oh, my God, you turned your face bright red and mad. He's been challenging the Tyman battle every now and again about how much he doesn't like us being young and blinded by his father... so he lost.

Regardless of Yusuke, who made Alti magically fall relentlessly, Len and I were trying not to hurt their self-esteem as much as possible... and that seemed to be behind me, and I was like, "run away and do it for real! Rat bastard!" to the point of being told.

I just got angry and angry that I couldn't sleep without beating my opponent like that... he made me compete on the spot and I really got kicked out when I lost because it was the last time. Even then, I didn't condone it. I said to my opponent Yusuke, "I'll bust you one day! He said..." What am I supposed to do?

Well, your daughter was like that until the end. But Father didn't... I sat somewhere in the chair behind the reception room behind the guild hall and said this with a rare and magical face.

"... don't you live in this country forever?

Oh, man.

Killing said that although we are still low level (at the time, we were false about 140-150), we have qualities as adventurers. He praised me for his arm as a support if I fixed it, though a rat who just ran around (you mean me).

And although we're shallow dating, I can see you guys have something that no other adventurer has. Me, I couldn't help but wonder what it was, and I was told to hold back with a face so serious that I didn't think it was Killing laughing all the time.

Slowly enough, he also said he wanted someone in here to marry his daughter. I'm sure they liked us. (Marriage aside) I think it's a pleasure.

But in the end, I turned it all down. I made it clear that we were going home, and I left Guildhall behind.

"Are you glad that's it?

"Fine. What, you big man? You, you wanted to marry Alty?

"No way. I just got held up that far. I wonder what you guys think."

When the sun sets abundantly, the three of us walk on our way home. What you put in your mouth is a goodbye to Killing earlier.

"I'm glad it's appreciated that far... but I still want to go home. Besides, our powers aren't real. Unlike any other adventurer... without risking his life, it's something I got for fun. I think it's something different when people say they appreciate it and they're happy they're going to do it to their daughter."

"Right. You know, the more praiseworthy you are, the harder it is... and hiding your power and living it seems like you're gonna catch your breath. I knew you meant humans, a better way of life for your height. We're not supermen."

"Right. I think so too."

Neither Ren nor Yusuke seem to have rocked the will to return home at all to Killing's retention. On the contrary, it has become gradually harder to live as an adventurer, saying that we cannot live in this world after all.

I know how that feels. In the two years since we fell into this world... especially in the past year of settling in, we painfully understood that we were not meant to live in this world.

For example, the level is. We were delighted to see the level of canst as the only thing in the anomaly of transworld metastasis. But the more I live in this world, the more I realize it's a wall that separates us from the rest of us.

The people who live in this world, with age… and gradually level up by effort. But how about us? The level that never goes up again...... the difference in power that it creates is historical, and in order to live as an ordinary person, the difference has to be hidden.

I have to set false levels to match others. We must behave as bearers of power commensurate with it. I have to manipulate my expression with leveling up as the supreme pleasure.

Hide the difference and suit people… it strained our spirit more than we could have imagined.

Think about it. Someone who became close, knowing that the level of virtuality we disguised in [Jamming] had risen, said, "Let's celebrate! Let's have a drink." Are you happy? I'm with such a scam. If you're the owner of a decent spirit, you can't stand it forever.

So we have to hide the levels? There's no way I can do that. A single, small city can destroy roots. If there's a demonizer close by, even an idiot can see what humans think.

One level. Very much so. Numerous other differences… make us aware that the difference between the people who live in this world and us makes us "Gentiles". That's sad. It's hard. It's like being poked at "you guys and those guys are different from the ground up".

That's why. I knew we weren't residents of this world, which is why Killing's invitation and oh so easily turned us down. If I continue to be an adventurer in this city, one day there will be absolute distortion.

We should go back to the original world... it was our unchanging will, not a bit softly.

"But we were all good people, weren't we? If there was nothing about the family, nothing about the level..."

"Oh, maybe he lived here."

Back to the original world...... that's a decision I've already made but still sad to say goodbye to those close to me. Though less than a year ago, I took care of them and went on adventures with them... their thoughts on them are not even cloudy now that they are aware of the difference.

But we've already decided. The people of the original world and the people of this world... I put them both on my balance and decided that the things I had left in the original world were heavier. This parting into the world is no longer a matter of decision. Even if I wanted to change it, my heart wouldn't allow it.

So we bow our heads softly. To the people who took care of you...... in this city where they live. We spent a year in the city of Gran Feria.

Then, how much I would have bowed my head...... we raised our heads as if we had shown each other, we went back home, carried our only luggage, the rucksack with built-in expansion space, and left the city within that day.