Netooku Otoko no Tanoshii Isekai Boueki (WN)

Should I go or not, that's the problem.

I was roaring in front of the mirror. Even if this mirror leads somewhere else, you don't have to force it to go. There's no guarantee you'll always be back, and if the mirror accidentally breaks, that's probably the Dj End. I guess I won't be able to come and go to either.

Whatever you can't go over there, seriously give me a break about not being able to come home.

... I don't care if you say sell this mirror with an ok or something without anything...

If we don't at least find out where it leads, we can't sell it. "Super rare! A magic mirror connected somewhere! No one will buy a special offer of 100 million yen". Or they don't take it seriously. Whatever it is, it's a story...

So I decided to explore the world of mirrors anyway.

The mirror is connected to a mysterious stone-making room. I have no idea what's going on with that wooden door open, but I'm just going to try to find out as far as I can prepare it and get right back to it.

Bring a braided boot through the front door and put it on, then enter the mirror world illuminating it with a flashlight. Travel the world without a null touch. It's really odd, but now it's exploration anyway. I probably don't know how much I look into this mirror itself.

The wooden door was hung with a candlestick, so I removed it and opened the door just a little and asked the other side.

Was the stone room a basement, across the door a similar stone raised staircase, pale and light leaking from the tip where the staircase was interrupted? Honestly, I'm already a heart bug, but I just have to move on anyway. I'm pretty freaked out, to be honest.

A short walk up the stairs was one of the abandoned rooms of the Western-style mansion. The light of day pointing out the window lights the room lightly.

Is it something like 3LDK for size? In a slightly more cluttered stone mansion than in the modern western mansion, heavy tables of leftover oak and mahogany cupboards feed the lives of former residents.

Was it connected to England or around France...? figure out the tools that are left, while thinking Furniture such as cupboards and tables are left behind, but accessories were not found at all. Did the previous resident just leave the big guy behind and move out, I thought if he got better, he'd find something to sell in Ok...

Well, the cupboards and tables are pretty good stuff too, so selling them would be pretty good gold. I don't know if I can take it home and sell it.

Apparently it turns out to be connected to a foreign country, so I decide to go outside. Unfortunately, there was concern that it might be connected to a slightly fantastic different world.

The world of mirrors is fantastic enough.

Outside the house is also completely desolate, and at the level of weed, it seems that it cannot be cleaned up. It's a tree. It's close to feeling like there's a house in the woods. If it was a Japanese house, it would have collapsed.

It seems like the house was originally in a pocky open place in the woods, all around, tall broad-leaved groves. Still, I managed to discover where it seemed to have originally been the way, and walked away for a while to the meadows. There is no shadow at all. I mean the countryside, I feel like untouched land.

But after walking for a while without a glance, I discovered a small village.

There are more than a dozen qualitative stone houses compared to mansions with mirrors. I decided to observe the farmers of the First Village who discovered themselves hiding from the woods.

Farmers are such things as western old men. Again, foreign...... I mean, it's somewhere on Earth, but if I leave here without ID, there's actually nothing I can do about it because I don't get the word right.

Now, what do we do...

As she continued to hide and observe, a woman of flair, such as the farmer's daughter-in-law, came from the other side of the field and shouted.

"You brought lunch!

A man who notices it, interrupts the work, and heads over to the woman as he replies.

... um. That was totally Japanese.

Technically, it feels "understood" as Japanese. It should have been a completely different language to hear when it came into my ear. But somehow, it was converted into Japanese in an instant in the brain.

What kind of translation is this?

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For one thing, I decided to return to the mansion once.

This automatic translation added another degree of fantasy at once. I accidentally said, "Hey! He's a tourist from Japan, HAHAHAHAHA!" What a voice and suddenly they call Mr. Omawari to restrain him! I can't rule it out. If it's a modern western country, it's not going to happen, but we have to consider the worst possibility.

When I got back to the mansion, I decided to search the house once to see if I had any information about the world. Though some rooms I haven't seen yet, living room? It's unlikely that you can expect much from seeing only about a table and a flower stand on......

I looked for the book first, but I still couldn't find one. It was obvious from the letters.

Some furniture was left in the other rooms, desks in tans, beds, chairs and book-brows in chests. They're all good. Sell it together and you won't get a million yen down. It's delicious (good) to the extent that I've already sold these and I think maybe I can let this mirror thing go......

Though in general it may hit thieves. Ma, I feel like I saw it. It's totally abandoned and you're gonna be fine. I'm not living that seriously, here and here.

But I can't find the information that's going to be the key decision maker.

All we have in this house are the example Shakespeare clothing that was in the basement box and interesting furniture like British antiques. Well, I don't think these are the only very modern worlds, because that's all if they say it's the house where antique hobbyists lived.

All I have to do is look around the back entrance and attic. Honestly, even though the attic looks dusty, I want you to give me a break, so I'll open the back door and see if I can find anything.

And there was a spider there.

Technically, there was a spider nesting at the back door wall, but this spider, the torso alone, is about 10 centimeters. And I have 12 legs, and I also put my legs in. Is the total length about 25cm? I'm just sitting there in the middle of the nest with a lot of people, but... this is huge.

It's not a strange level to pass out if someone doesn't like spiders.

Put it in the photo by surprise with your phone's camera and go back from the mirror room to your room.

Search the internet about giant spiders based on images of mobile spiders (google). Something just the same size gives me the name Rubron Otsuchi Spider, but not this one. I don't think it's a turtle in the first place. Sounds like Jolowgmo.

I'm not even a spider at some point with 12 legs in the first place.

I brought coffee in the kitchen to calm down and took a breath.

I'm not going to say that information on the internet is absolute, but I'm pretty sure you'll see that one possibility has disappeared with this.

Not "somewhere on modern earth" for now. It has become a choice between the Earth of the past and the other world.

Now the spiders you can't even find by googling may simply have been extinct. Nevertheless, there is the matter of automatic translation, and I would have to say that it is more likely in different worlds. From now on, it seems better to act as something that is in different worlds.

I mean, there could be monsters out there. Or maybe he'll be shot by magic. Or maybe I'll be hung up on heretical interrogation and set on fire. Something like that.

I need to think I'd suck if I was wandering around with ease......