I Will Leisurely Become Healer in Another World

At the end of April, and at the beginning of Golden Week, Shoko was still tired that day. I sighed, even leaning against the train door where I couldn't sit.

I'm in my fifth year as a social worker, and I'm 28 because I was born in April after a year of wandering. to Shoko, who is 24 years old after joining the company. My mother,

"Oh, Shoko's 25 next year, too? Round it up, Alasser."

I said. I'm disappointed, but I'm still Alasser after four years, and I'm still Alasser after five more years. I remembered that and laughed cuckoo as it was held at the door.

And from this year on, Shoko became a floor manager. Shoko's company is a furniture company, but with a transfer every six months to one year, anything that can withstand it can be a manager early. It was a good middle management position, rewarding but burdensome. complaints from customers, push-ups from seniors' regular employees, busy and alienated boyfriends,

"Oh, I want to go home and rest soon..."

Shoko's wish, in a sense, soon came to pass. Shoko's train was too fast, she couldn't turn the curve and derailed, because all the passengers died.

I think it was the last time I saw someone flying into my fallen self, then why is Shoko here now?

In the nothingness white room sits a salaried man in his 30s, as stunned as Shoko, and a quiet looking woman of the same age as Shoko, the three of whom somehow gathered together. A woman's voice sounded as we tried to discuss what it meant.

"You both died in an accident. If you wish, you can re-live in my world."

There was a beautiful woman in white.

"Rebirth of different worlds...... no goddess?

to a man who accidentally spoke,

"Exactly."

and the goddess smiled. The other woman is frightened.

"Can't you go back! The family..."

"I can't go back. Because he's dead."

"If you're dead, why do you say you'll live again, etc!

A man screams.

'Cause it's not poisonous or medicinal.'

"Huh..."

"Because it will neither be poisoned nor medicated, you"

The goddess sighed and began to speak.

"The world called Earth is, in a sense, the object of the attention of the gods. No world has developed so far in a short period of tens of thousands of years. But it must have developed too much. The God of the Earth has forsaken you."

"God? Did you throw it away?

"Humans will wreak havoc on all the world called Earth in less than 20 years. And you must have been disgusted."

"How does that matter because you threw it away?

"Earth without administrators is now a hunting ground for souls. Every god in the world is here to hunt his soul. Families and friends who survive today will eventually be hunted by other gods. I'm one of those gods."

The woman grinned.

"12 souls for the train, I did have it"

"But only three of us are here"

A quiet looking woman said as she looked around.

"All the rest of us got to be raw materials for the souls of my world"

"We..."

"I told you. He said it wouldn't be poison or medicine. The soul of a man on earth has an enormous amount of energy. Produces extreme currents, whether inclined to justice or to desire. You are not inclined to do so. It means that staying on Earth, for better or worse, had no impact. So."

The woman grinned.

"Allow me to live in my world"

I guess I should be angry. Why are people on Earth being taken for responsibility for something that hasn't even happened yet? And this goddess killed us. Well, I can't believe it's not poisoned or medicated. But Shoko was tired. Most importantly, if you're not even going to be an important family, what are you going to do back to Earth? And he died. The goddess said as if she had guessed it.

"My world is a world of swords and magic. If you adapt your soul, it will be a start about 10 years old. So in reincarnating, let's make only three wishes come true."

Why is there always three wishes? Shoko thought about the crap. Sword? I don't want to fight. Magic? I don't want to fight. Shoko came up with it all the time.

"Is there healing magic there"

"Yes, I do."

"So that we can use the power of healing. And a healthy, durable body. And then..."

"What's one more thing?

"Someone to help me until I'm independent"

"... you can wish for anything."

The goddess said so with a slight frown root. I can live on my own. That's what's important as a person. Because if you live, you're free to live how. Shoko mocked herself a little because she thought so. I was too busy to be free.

"I regretted being told it wouldn't even be a pill. I want to at least heal people, live on my own and relax."

"Yes, that would be nice."

The woman turned to the other two.

"I, no, I really wanted to farm. So the ability to be suitable for production. And a healthy, sturdy body. Someone who can help me until I become independent."

"Fine."

"I am! Because I've only been protected until now! Magic power! And a healthy, sturdy body and someone who will help you until you become independent"

"… good. Then let us reincarnate each by the one who will help us. Now I pray that I can live a long life."

Is that ironic? Shoko and the three of them somehow looked at each other and said their goodbyes softly. Eventually my consciousness went away.

"Did you go?"

"Yeah. How was that one?"

The goddess asked the man who suddenly appeared without surprise.

"Thank you very much. I should have chosen a soul that wouldn't be poisoned or medicated. Skills that deprive people of their abilities. All attributes of magic. Harlem. Increased experience. Beautiful girl. What a world full of desire, Earth is."

"I guess that's why it developed. What a small wish I had."

"It's superimposed"

Shoko. The kid who didn't want to fight. But, you know, it's the injured who need to heal. I'm sure you haven't noticed how that choice leads to battle.

How precious it is not to be poisoned or medicated. What a glorious Earth soul brings to my world. Let's look forward to it.

The goddess grinned softly.