Isekai ni Kita Boku wa Kiyoubinbode Subaya-sa Tayorina Tabi o Suru

A similar coolness in front of the station pricks my skin. I don't know, my skin moisturizes. It moisturizes, but also stings. What is it?

Open your eyes in dreams. I see grass. Grass? Wake up slowly and look around, not knowing what it means.

When I realized it was a foggy green hill there.

"WHAT... THIS... WHERE...?

Yes, I should have been in the convenience store earlier. And with the robbery. Remember that much and panic and roll up your uniform and look at your abdomen. But there was no knife that was supposed to exist there, and besides, there were no scratches in the uniform that the knife pierced. I don't know what that means. I don't know, but... there's a verse I can think of. That was my voice. Said he was subpoenaed.

I mean, I don't know what I am, who I am or what I am, but I was summoned by some will. I saw it in a novel I read in college.

Cross-world metastases.

Isn't that what this is all about? You pitied me for being stabbed by a robber. Something very willful moved me to this world...?

Well, this was the de countryside of Japan - embarrassing if that's what happened. That's horror though......

For one thing, we have to do something. Is time early in the morning...... this feeling is like morning. I can't stay here forever. Fortunately, the fog grew clearer and clearer.

"Morning fog..."

Whatever the cause, this is why I was thrown into the same location as the name of "Kamiyashiro Morning Fog". I don't know if it's a cause or a conspiracy, but I'm going down the hill. A forest was seen at the end of the plain where the low grass grew.

"Forest..."

Forest. Food or something, it would be more forest than the plains if there were... I still had a night shift break, and I haven't put anything in my stomach. I'd like some nuts, some fruit or something.

But if this is really a different world, there's got to be them.

Demons.

If they attack me, I have to resist it. Then all you need is a weapon. Pick up the right stick in the woods and you'll figure it out. Fortunately, I have a cutter knife in my pocket for cutting strings to wrap up delivered magazines. I left my cell phone in the office. Damn. But if you sharpen the tip of the stick and make it pointy, the stick becomes a spear.

All right, in that case, you better move fast. They won't wait for me.

I quickly walked into the woods. [M]

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Walk over plump fallen leaves. Along the way, pick up the pointy stone in the corner and look for the right thin tree.

A tree of just the right size had grown after a while of walking. A thickness tree that can be reached in your hand if you grip it. Strike that fundamentals with stone. Gatsun, Gatsun and sound reflect on the trees and sound into the woods. Don't be a little nervous......

The tree slowly collapsed after a few beatings. I cut the cutter off an intrusive branch in my hand. The trick is to cut the same place like draw a line over and over again. Fold to peel when some cut in. Then stand the back of the cutter and yasle the incision. It won't smooth, but it will be easier to hold. Then carefully sharpen the tip so as not to break the blade. Now the stick was reborn into a spear.

"Okay... done"

I look at the spear in my hand and think. Unique skill "instrumental poverty" granted to voices heard during death. Did that make me good at carpentry? [M] I can't help thinking about it... Let's put up a spear to try.

"What...!?

That's when there was a motion in my head that I would stick my spear out sharply. That's like a security camera monitor I saw in the backyard, each movement in four divisions. I'm one of those images sticking out a spear. imitate it, step in, and stick out the spear.

"Phew...!

A sharp thrust was emitted along with the sound of tearing air. This is it, I thought. I've never had a spear. Stick out hard again. Straight, unshakeable attack.

I was convinced that this was the ability of my unique skills.

"Instrumental Poverty" is probably a skill that allows you to handle what you have, even if it's the first time you've had it.

Wouldn't it be nice to be "clever"? I care about the "poor" part... Why don't you use it for a little while and it won't improve?

Then I'm too sad. I have skills. There will also be a status. Maybe you can use magic or something just because you haven't noticed. I think of it in my head, but that doesn't show up in particular. Then I'd like to go somewhere where I can find out something like that.

... Yes, the town. Let's go for town. If this is a different world, there will be some union facilities for adventurous people. Though totally paranoid.

At that time, there was a noise from behind. Is that a demon? Look back slowly.

"Gurgurl......"

"Wow..."

What stood there was a small person-shaped demon. Light green skin. Turbulent pile teeth peeking through his torn mouth to his pointy ear. Hands and feet are short, but nails are sharp. My lower body is hidden with a waist roll to the point of my apologies.

I get it, this guy... is a goblin.

"Ghhhhhh!!

A goblin that shouts a roar and shakes up a worn out violin in his hand.

"Wow...!

I put up a spear in my hand. [M] Running in, the goblins wave down their thumbs as they gain momentum. I rush to flaunt it, but I feel pain in my legs.

"Ugh, you know..."

The hem of the trousers is cut in a halfway position. From its back leg came a putrid putrid and a red Shizuku. A scratch, even though I know it hurts.

"Damn!!

I took my gaze off my leg and looked at the goblin and I saw a grinning face. A fierce face who only thinks of me as bait. Goddamn it, they're gonna kill me in here!

"Gah, gah, gah!!

"Eat!!

He shook up his wax again and sticks his spear out toward the goblin that ran. Skill correction moves exactly as you imagine in your brain. Straight up its tip pierced the belly of the goblin that had been running. I can't say anything about aiming straight at my belly while keeping my belly stabbed myself.

Stab quickly, pull out quickly. The tip was wet with blue blood.

"Ha... gah... ha"

A pigeon falls from his shaken hand. Play that out of the reach of goblins with a spear. Slipping over the fallen leaves, the bamboo hits the roots of the trees and stops.

Slowly, the goblin collapsed from his knee as he stood guarded his spear as he watched the bloodshed of the goblin flowing through his throat. Now it's just a chance to put a spear on the side of the guy who fell to the ground.

"Now... over...!

A spear that penetrates your neck. Pull out with all your strength as you step on the back of a cramped goblin with Bikun. For a moment, blood erupted like a water cannon, but it also ended quickly, dyeing his legs blue and spotted holding his back.

"Ha, ha..."

is... your first kill, right... I feel indescribable. Even if you make me assume you're 'self-defense' like a Japanese, I still have some thoughts. It's a life that didn't even take an animal's life. Suddenly taking the demon's life is fine, come.

But I was killed once, too. I don't even like you enough to kill him again. We just have to cut it off and live here. I shake my head and fog negative thoughts. [M]

Second, I remembered that the goblin had a violin. Sure... There it is. It was falling by the roots of a tree.

"Whoa... Wow, that's dirty.... Huh?

The moment I pick it up, I see another image of an example in my brain, with video playing up and swinging down in four divisions. Well, other than that, I have no other means of attack, so I'm just changing angles with one, two, three, four turtles to show it. So is that. I'm not poking you like a sword. If this is Kenji or something, the conversation will change, but it's fine now. I walked through the woods with a worn out wooden spear sharpened with my bloody tweezer and cutter knife. My heart says...

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I've been walking for a while and I'm currently hiding behind a bush. Why are you hiding? The reason is beyond the bush. I scratched the grass to check the situation and then sighed small.

"Gaggggggggggggggggggggggggggg!

"Gaga, gaga, gaga!"

"Gah, gah, gah!"

The goblin that I defeated showed up earlier. It's in the herd, too. I guess there are 10 of them from what I've seen......

That sucks. I can't use that number because of how many spears and tweezers are now available. I can't help it. I had to wait for them to get past me somehow.

But it's not that easy. Worst of all, a goblin approached the bush where I was hiding. It makes my nose crack and it's getting closer and closer. What? Could it smell...? Ah! This returning blood......! You're attracting this goblin blood!

"Damn......!

I panicked and lagged behind with evil in my mouth. What to do...... goblins are in front of me already. There was little exchanging power.