How To Live In A Different World

No, no, no, no.

A sturdy, heavy-looking table is lined up as you creep through the winding doors of a popular tavern in western drama films.

The table is filled with people dressed as adventurers.

When we go into the building, we look at it all at once.

Or look at me exactly.

When you all look at me like I deserve it, you're back to talking to each other after a "use it" look.

"Gal, what is this?

I ask Gal standing next to me about it.

"Oh, we're all at the price of Mr. George we're unfamiliar with."

"Why?"

"Well, it's normal to think about drawing people to a party if you can use them."

"Is that what this is about?

"That's right. Adventurers are risking their lives no matter what, because if a party member has a stronger companion, their survival rate will increase."

"Hmm. So use it. Am I the only one who looks like Ne?

Turning back to me in a bit of a mess,

"I told you before, Mr. Yoji, you seem weak."

Mill, in a way, adds a stop blow to me.

"Hmm. That's okay! Because I'm about to start a magnificent adventurer's life. I won't go to the party if I regret it later and cry."

"Mr. George, please stop that weird rhetoric because it's disgusting."

I felt a little pulled from Naria and was told.

"Look, don't be silly. We're just going to the reception!

Mr. Mare pushed me in front of the Alliance counter.

"Uh, I'd like to register as an adventurer?

I speak to the lovely lady at the reception.

"Alliance participation, eh, apprenticeship"

Mr. Mare enters the conversation from behind.

"No, it's not, because this Mare from the Darren Chamber of Commerce is going to be an identity underwriter, and I want you to take that into account"

The receptionist looked a little troubled and went to check with the senior-looking woman in the back.

The senior-like woman immediately went to the back room, and a male employee walked into the room.

"This is, Dear Mare, always a lot of help. You think I can be this guy's underwriter this time?

"Yes, I want you to think about that area"

"Okay. If it's an introduction to Master Mare, who always takes care of you, it's fine. We will officially hire you."

"Okay, sorry."

Soon, I made a formal hiring decision.

By the way, starting with apprenticeships, it seems to take six months to officially recruit.

After all, it's Conne in the world, Conne.

Seeing this exchange, I realized that the basics of what humans do in every world are much the same.

After that, the process was completed very smoothly.

Mr. Mare, it's great!

Later, I heard that Mr. Mare seems to be very good at accommodating a lot of merchandise to the Adventurer Guild and requesting a higher escort than the market.

Seems like he can't say no because he's begging me.

The registration was quickly completed and I received an adventurer's card issued by the Bales Adventurer Guild.

The Adventurer ID states the name, age, gender, origin, and adventurer rank, the place of birth is in the village of Tales, and the Adventurer rank is the lowest rank in Grade G.

There are no special features like the usual RPG games, occupations, or previous war histories that are automatically updated, and this was written in a notebook covered with metal covers, whether it was handwritten or not.

"Treat this as free for the first time, but you will pay 1,000 zennies as a fine if you lose it and re-enable it. And make sure to look at it all at once because all the fine guild promises are written in it. That completes your registration."

The first cute receptionist laughed and finished the process.

I honestly thought it was an out-of-the-box choroy.

While I was registering, Gal and the others were waiting for me to report a request for an escort.

We all did the building after all the registration.

"Now it's sunny and you're an official adventurer too! Good, good."

"Thank you very much. Thanks to Mr. Mare, everyone."

I honestly said thank you to Mr. Mare.

"No, it's not a big deal. This trip was so easy for me to have you. Thank you."

"I must return to the Chamber of Commerce now. Say goodbye here. Well, I'm at the Chamber of Commerce for the time being, so come if you need anything. And the gals. Good luck with the escort this time. See you at the next escort. Bye."

Saying so, I broke up with Mr. Mare.

"Now that we've completed our mission, we're here to say goodbye. We're going to get some rest in the next few days."

"I see. You took care of a lot of things."

"No, if anything happens again, let's travel together. Bye."

Having said that, I broke up with the gals, and I suddenly became a botch in front of the Adventurer Guild building.

Is that it? You're all light.

In this kind of breakup, you say, "Don't go! Don't you have tears?

I was there when I went from a 27-year-old former salesman to an Adventurer Rank G who had a bad feeling.