Re:Zero Kara Hajimeru Isekai Seikatsu (WN)

- This was seriously a mess.

His heart was filled with such a word, twilight in the way without a single sentence.

It is not accurate that there is no sentence. The wallet is in my pocket, and it must be all financial, except for the fact that it has slightly more change and less bills.

I feel like I can afford enough to get out of the local to the nearest shopping mall and shop at the bookstore for lunch. Nonetheless, I can only describe it as without a sentence.

What,

"After all, monetary value or something is completely different..."

Ten yen balls in his hand - playing the rare 'Giza X' with his fingers, the boy spilled a long sigh.

He's a boy without such characteristics as this. Short dark hair, average height not high or low. Is your physique working out or somewhat muscular, and it is sportsman-style coupled with a cheap grey jersey.

Only the sharp eyes of the three white eyes are impressive, but now those eyes are also falling powerless and have no hegemony.

The more distracted by the crowd, the more mediocre they seem to lose sight of it in an instant.

but the sight of people who see him like that has a dark, puzzling color that even 'rare' things to see.

Speaking of course, it's natural - nothing about them looking at the boy is' brunette 'or' in jersey 'as one.

Their hair varies from green to blue, starting with blonde, gray, and brown hair, and their outfits are even too 'it' with armor and dancing style costumes and black colored robes.

Exposed to a wave of careless gaze, the boy has no choice but to convince himself with his arms around him.

"I mean, this is the one"

fingers, pointing the ringing fingers at the people who see themselves,

"- Summoning things from different worlds," he said.

Right in front of me, a carriage-style ride pulled across by a giant lizard-style creature.

Natsuki (Suzuru) was born in Heisei, Japan, from the Loose Education Generation.

His life takes seventeen years, and it takes seventeen years to tell it all.

If you want to discount them and briefly explain his current position, it will be 'Hikikomori for a third year of high school'.

If you want to go into more detail, it's like, 'This is the time when I refrained from taking the exam up close, but I can't help but accidentally lock my parents' expectations in my shell.

There is no particular reason for hiccups.

On a normal weekday, I happened to think, "It's a hassle to wake up today," and moving skimming to execution was the hang-up.

As it drifts, there is more voluntary suspension, and if you notice it, a hikikomori that makes your parents cry fine.

The sun slams through a day of laziness and continues to sink into the net of no communication -,

"The result is a different world summons... I don't know what that means anymore."

Re-examining the situation, Subaru sighed not knowing how many more times it would be.

I moved the place from the street where I had been under curious gaze until earlier, and now I'm sitting back in a slightly dim alley.

The ground is paved and compared to modern Japan it is a cluttered job but not bad.

"Assuming the status quo is otherworldly fantasy, is civilization a predetermined medieval style? From what I've seen, there are no machines, and the building materials are almost uniform with stone or wood..."

Think back to the sights you saw by the time you lowered your hips in the alley, and organize the information in your brain.

Thanks to plenty of time to fantasize from day to day, I feel better when summoned to another world.

First, calmly the civilization of that era, the difference in clothing and living with modern Japan. It is necessary to identify differences in physical phenomena and whether it is possible to make contact with the 'human-type organisms' in which they live.

"All right, that's good, me. I'm not paranoid about Dada. Confirmation of civilization levels is well, okay, gold doesn't work for now. Finally, I had a conversation with the store owner, and I had no problem communicating my intentions."

When he realized he had been summoned, Subaru was the first to go to "Eight Hundreds? 'It was a negotiation with. I was lining up at the store.' Apples? 'They refused to buy the Japanese yen.

From what I saw at that time, it seems that the currencies in this world are gold, silver, copper, etc. The understandability of the worldview, in which money itself has value, seems to be a otherworldly fantasy.

"Well, mixed and crude. It's like a five hundred won coin. It's gonna come out and decline."

It's too heavy to carry around, and he whines inside, and the lizard pulls his wagon through the street again. The sand and dust are raging, but the people who go out with them are used to it or indifferent.

"Still a small number compared to cars?... No, I haven't even seen a dog or a cat so far"

Would the giant lizard that was causing the 'carriage?' have been bigger one turn than the horse? They don't change the overall mass just for the skinny part, but the discomfort is awesome when reptiles are that big.

"General...... I wonder what. lizards and the appearance of humans."

And the last part that turned the confirmation, it's the special appearance of man in this world.

I admit the color of my hair is colorful. Dye can be basically any color of hair, and I'm convinced there at a different world fantasy point.

It's another part of the problem, the 'beast ear', for example.

As far as I looked over, "Inu Mimi" and "Cat Mimi" discovered. Some "bunnies," and I feel like I was chilling to look like "Lizardman" when it's a freak.

Some people look the same as Subaru if you think so, so these conclusions are -,

"Genres are otherworldly fantasies. Civilization is typical medieval style. It's subhuman, maybe war and adventure. There's a slight difference in animals, but there's no role change - something like that."

That's all sorted out, Subaru exhales a long time unlike a sigh.

Try mouthing your placed situation and frowning at its urbanistic development.

If the paranoid setting unfolds, I'm going to use modern knowledge to execute "Me TUEE," but it's subtly different from the worldview where the knowledge I had prepared can be used.

"The simulation would have been perfect if it had been flown in the past warring days... if it had been flown in the warring days, I would have been under Nobunaga."

If it is a different world fantasy, is the knowledge available at best about the rate of formulation of black gunpowder?

That also makes no sense depending on the level of civilization in this world. If "magic" exists in different world fantasies, that's how gunpowder is treated to the extent of fireworks.

"Well, some kind of promise that magic isn't omnipotent. If you have a chance to contribute to the development of science, do your best… The problem is…"

In that I have no idea the cause or purpose of being summoned from another world.

I remember well before I was summoned. I was on my way out of the house a while back and bought a couple ramen for a night meal at the convenience store. I wasn't in the mood for a bike, so I walked.

And along the way, I even remember looking up at the night sky and thinking, 'You're one step ahead of the full moon tonight'.

Then I lowered my gaze and blinked, and it was sometime noon.

It's daylight in an instant from night.

I knew immediately that something abnormal had happened. That's all I knew.

Now is the time to calm down, but if the rush begins shortly afterwards, it is the heckle that should be told to future generations.

"Well, my oldest son, if I have no news, I have no offspring, no shit,"

Whimpering, Subaru confirms his possessions again.

Initial gear is more important than you can imagine in the current state of otherworldly fantasy. The fact that we're connected now, no matter how thin the yarn is, matters.

First of all, the phone (looks like it's out of battery), the wallet (many membership cards for rental video stores), the coupler mens I bought at the convenience store (tonkotsu soy sauce flavor), the snack confectionery (corn potage flavor) as well, the grey jersey I'm attached to (unwashed), the used sneakers (two years old), that's it.

"You're done... why don't I even have one of my pistols. Out of the way."

Is it a treat that might add up to your belly that helps? Save your stomach and it's over.

"Things are hopeless. And after all, the cause is unknown. I don't remember mirroring or falling into a pond, and most importantly, where's the pretty girl who summoned me?"

The absence of the main heroine, so to speak. It's impossible from a two-dimensional world. Duty lapse.

Summoned and abandoned for no purpose is like abandoned.

In fact, Svalbard, who has even finished checking the status quo, can only nod without even escaping reality.

"Seriously, give me a break. What am I supposed to do?"

Weak sounds, crying spills and it's going to break fast. I even think I want to go home.

I'm glad paranoia stays paranoid. I enjoy twisted summoning different worlds in my head, and if I'm really thrown in, I can do anything but butt.

"Anyway, the purpose for the moment is to live... can you do it with me at Community Level 1?

Except for my family, I only have about a convenience store clerk, such as talking to someone decent. I've been living like that for almost a year. I have forgotten how to measure the distance.

"If you're chatting, you can't type at the same speed as you talk..."

Subaru anxious for the future with his fingers twitched.

and that look changes. The reason is sound.

Footsteps sounded in the alley on the fake - the entrance to the alley if you look, about three men stood blocking the road.