I Kinda Came to Another World, but Where’s the Way Home?

I was supposed to be a slave.

I was sold off by slave traders at an early age, and I was just waiting for someone to buy me. Yet now, for some reason, he was outside, and the collar imposed on the slave had also been removed. I wonder why? I was supposed to be a slave, but I was supposed to be a slave forever, so how did I get free at some point?

When I'm free, I can't live alone. The beautiful clothes I wore at some point, the tall looking sword I had at some point, the hair that was bossy was beautifully combed, and my body, which was in pain at all times, was also more powerful.

The fullness I never had when I was a slave...... I can't see why I'm so happy when I'm supposed to be happy and I get confused. I'm happy, but I'm afraid.

I'm a slave. It is natural to listen to the Lord, to be beaten, kicked and not fed, a fragile being abused until death. Such a weak, filthy being that if you don't like it, you're dumped, and if you dump it, you're going to have to drool wild to death. I don't know why.

Scary. I can't believe what's going on here. I don't know what to do.

I'm with someone I named tough right now. This guy seemed to have a good idea of the situation. Someone who took my collar off and didn't even try to put it back on. Maybe this guy bought me...... but this guy tells me I'm family. It's not a slave, it's a family, he said.

You don't have to be scared, the word that I'm on your side was believed without resistance as to why. Why not? This guy had the feeling that he was somehow a good believer. I know somewhere the warmth of this man's hand as he strokes his reassuring smell, reassuring voice and head.

But I felt a lonely shadow on this man's smile at me. Even though it looks like a creepy grin, I didn't think it was creepy for some reason. Ning Ro, I even wondered why you seemed so sad.

……

There are 4 people around, except for a guy named Tight. All of them are supposed to meet for the first time, but they're not afraid. Someone with a grumpy face with gray hair... usually scared, I wonder why... I shouldn't feel uncomfortable.

It's like, a feeling you think you're not. This sight seemed kind of weird. Such discomfort with the sight that this should be the case and the fact that it seems to be eating wrong.

I don't think I know the people here.

"Tough... Dear"

Either way, the only person I can count on right now is someone named that tough. Then, if you don't act like you can't throw it away, you're sure to die... so let's name it.

But that name I put out in my mouth because I thought so - I somehow learned to feel familiar.

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I'm sure it's not my fault that the moment of birth is ambiguous.

I am a fairy of thought species, a fairy born out of the one-sided love heart of a certain girl. A little special is that it came from the thoughts of different worlds. A guy named Tight wasn't so surprised to see me for some reason. More than that, he just laughs at me when he already knows.

Take an attitude that makes you think it's natural to have me, as if you're going to say good morning to me when you wake up.

I like Mr. Tight. I knew at first sight that this guy was the girl's favorite. So it's only natural that I like Mr. Tight... because I'm made of my own love for Mr. Tight.

Mr. Kitty is from another world. I only have a few memories of my time in different worlds, so I know a little bit about what kind of life Mr. Tsukiki lived.

So as far as the tight guy is concerned... I don't think I was born just now. I'm sure you were born a long time ago. It is only then that the time has passed for Mr. Tsugumi to adapt to this world and gain the art of fighting.

The black temper I just created, the different colors of my eyes, the fact that I have a weapon like a black stick, I'm sure Mr. Tsugi is after having survived many battles in this world already.

I forget what's important. I'm sure it's memories with Tight... I'm sure I've fought with Tight since I first met him until today. That's what I am, so I don't have to know.

I have forgotten the days of that battle, the casual conversations, the precious memories.

So I think Mr. Tight looks so sad. With a smile on my face, the lonely thoughts in my eyes...... I'm the one who made you look like that.

"Mr. Tight......"

"Hmm?"

"Cheer up. I don't know... I'll definitely get it back."

"... yeah, you are. Thanks, Finia."

To my words, Mr. Tight said so and stroked my head with his fingertips. I can tell that gentle force application comes through and takes care of me.

Oh, I can be somewhat sure.

I'm sure I loved Mr. Tight before. 'Cause I don't know why... even me right now is full of tough guys kindness.

It's okay, wait for me. Absolutely, I'll try to get your bond back.

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Okay, well, we'll drive in the carriage and head to the Kingdom of Luxhide.

It's nighttime now and we're stopping the carriage and taking a break. Finia could have used fire magic from the beginning, after it became fire magic, but she asked Finia to fire it, and we're sitting on the ground surrounding the fire.

Even so, I built a house of temper, a hole in the center for incineration, and I threw firewood into it and set it on fire. Well, it feels like you made a kind of campfire thing in the middle of the house. Even in a house with a ceiling, the lights of fire make the house quite bright. Once the air passage is cleared, it will continue to burn unless the firewood runs out, and it will not run out of acid.

Nevertheless, cheerfulness is really useful, isn't it? It's going to be a house, and the house is more unbreakable than a dragon. It's a pretty safe place in this world, too, here.

"Ha... ha... ♡ No more... I can't stand it... ♡"

"Yeah, well, I knew it, but it stinks."

There's just one beast inside that safe place, though.

Leila went into episodic mode. Because of the inside of Leila's house, the chi that erupted from Leila's body is foggy without enclosing her body. No other person's temper can exist in another person's temper. Because it revolts.

So Leila's created temper is fogged by a repulsive reaction the moment she gives it out.

As it turns out, Leila is shimmering bright red eyes, exposing herself to no more tantrums.

"Well for now... secure,"

"haha... - ♪ - ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡"

Speaking of unspoken fun, like when we first met, she attacked me. Reason is flying.

If it's true, there's nothing more powerful and rational than having awakened flesh as an S-rank demon... I guess I can't keep my mind on the extra mighty force because my spirit is back in the A-rank era.

"I guess this will go on until I get it back..."

"Uggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggg

Secure Leila in a cage made of temper. Then she started chewing the cage galloping. Yeah, well, it feels like a cage trapped a lion, somewhat odd.

This house is all about me, and honestly it's a good place to say it's my field, so there's no way you can beat me in this house. Blah, if you want to do it, it's possible to pierce it with thousands of thorns from all directions. I'm involved too, but in that case, my body won't get pierced because of the tolerance value, so no problem.

Is that it? We should have brought the enemy into this before, right? I mean, if I locked him in, crushed him, and converted his chi, I could have won, right? I just realized it, you son of a bitch.

Uh, but all the time this guy was just a bunch of guys who could afford to pull out my tolerance, and I don't know if that makes much sense... I thought it was a good idea. Yeah, but that's what he's gonna do next.

"Ha, Leila stay like this for now. Everybody go to sleep."

"This kid's got a big appetite."

That's not the problem, is it?

"Lustful?

"Yeah, 'cause I combine them both"

Kanna really needs to be in battle. It's natural...... she's funny, but she stinks of trouble.

Just go to sleep. Not at all. Tomorrow's early, right? I'm a night type too, but I can't stay up much! This world isn't sweet enough to get a decent night's sleep outside! The next moment, it's not weird if Sound Corpse comes raiding!? So go to sleep!

"Here, go to sleep."

I said go to sleep with all the feelings. You see you don't say yes or no, they all go to bed. I left the floor fluffy for once, so it shouldn't be uncomfortable sleeping. Well, it's bad for Leila, but I left a few Warcraft bodies in the cage, so let's be patient. If I go to the Luke's Hyde Kingdom, I'll take a crusade request from a bandit or a bandit and feed Leila.

Well, I'm trying to feed on humans, me, and I don't feel the values are crazy... but blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah

It's obviously crazy, like Mary or Corpse Sound.

"Ha... good night."

"Good night."

And well, like that, we fell asleep. Somehow, regardless of Leila's memories, I had a bad feeling... that my destiny was always like this, and I couldn't care less.

Come on, Corpse Sound or whatever. I'm not surprised anymore. [M]

Somehow I laughed bitterly at myself for getting used to this hard mode of interracial life.