**Chapter 18: We Can't Understand Each Other At All – Otherworld Language Seems Incredibly Complicated**
**Day 18 – Morning – Campsite – In Front of the Tent**
Unfortunately, there was no "Flight" skill, and while I was at it, no "Launch," no "Corkscrew Spin," and no "Crash Landing" either.
Everyone was rustling around waking up and washing their faces by the river.
Breakfast was fish. Once we left the river it would turn into mushrooms again.
Right now it was still fish, so fish it was.
"""We finally made it out of the forest—!!"""
It was grassland. Since it was hilly it probably wasn't true plains. Visibility was better than in the forest, but I couldn't see very far. The hills blocked Far Sight too.
So did that mean I really had to fly…? It had been fun. Well, I got launched and then fell, so I didn't actually fly.
Right. The problem was that after shooting upward, I only fell.
Even yesterday, even if I hadn't lost balance and gone into a corkscrew drop, I still crashed. Yep, I hadn't thought about landing at all. I flew pretty well though, didn't I? Me.
Humanity probably won't be able to soar even a thousand years from now. Otherworld excluded, of course.
How should I handle landing?
Would making a parachute work? No, parachutes only slow you down if you drop from a pretty high altitude. I hadn't gone that high, I didn't know how to make one, and I didn't have the materials anyway.
It would be nice if there was something to replace flight magic. For now, something useful for landing. Hmm… I thought while staring at my status.
Walking, Movement, and Weight were for takeoff. Packing and Magic Wrap were for crashes. Hmm, since Flight is a type of movement, maybe there were some support effects. I might need them even after takeoff?
Oh, if a parachute wouldn't work, maybe I could use Wind Magic to create an air cushion and soften the impact of landing? Couldn't I also redirect my direction that way?
Or rather, if I used it in the air, couldn't I fly? Yeah, yeah, that's right…
"Hey— Haruka-kun— Are you listening—?"
Huh? Did I run up with Air Walk? Through the sky? Wait, does that mean…?
"Listen to what I'm saying—!!"
Whoa, that startled me! What the heck!? "Listen to what I'm saying"!? Was she a galactic storyteller? Not a songstress, but the class rep. Transforming while flying through the air would probably be impossible. It looked painful.
"There's some weird presence over that way, and I've been asking for a while if you could check with Far Sight?"
"Hmm… Ah, someone's being attacked by monsters? Old guys and old guys and… ? Armor and… an archer and a mage? Um… and one more, so six people total?"
"Eh? Does that mean it's okay not to help? Can they win?"
The class rep was worried about the old guys who were so far away they were practically invisible.
I was wary of the old guys.
Just because they were being attacked by monsters didn't mean they were good people. Being human was no guarantee either.
You save a bandit being attacked by monsters, and then the bandit attacks you.
If anything, that was probably the bigger danger to the class rep and the others.
We had unanimously exiled the "just kidding" crowd precisely because we knew how dangerous they were.
In other words, none of us had tried to kill them.
And yet they had tried to get revenge, and the otaku guys had to flee.
Even though the other side was trying to kill or enslave them, we couldn't bring ourselves to kill.
We were way too soft toward people with clear malicious intent.
Only someone with such an overwhelming power gap that the other party couldn't possibly hurt them no matter what they tried had the right to be that lenient.
The biggest reason I'd followed them all the way to town was because humans were more dangerous than monsters.
"Haruka-kun, let's go help them. With the fastest members."
"At this distance we won't make it even if we run, and what if they're bandits?"
From what I could see, there was a swordsman old guy, a spearman old guy, someone in full plate armor, a long-haired archer hiding behind an overturned carriage, a hooded mage, and one more person in between. Their appearance wasn't bad, but that didn't tell me anything about their character. Just because they looked like well-dressed nobles didn't mean I could trust them. There was no reason to help.
On the other hand, the monsters were wolves or dogs, but not dog-faced. A pack of a little over thirty, and from their movements they had coordination skills. Once their formation broke they'd probably get wiped out quickly. Even if a few fast people rushed in, the difference in numbers might lead to a counterattack.
"Haruka-kun. If those people are villains trying to hurt their comrades, I'll kill them myself. But if we don't know whether they're villains or not, I want to help them. Still, if it's impossible for us, please… please help those people."
Yeah, I figured she'd say something like that. If you suspected everyone just because you didn't know them, there'd be no point going to town or meeting people at all.
Even so, she was making a decision despite her softness. No matter what happened, I should make sure she could reflect without regret. That was why I'd come along.
"Alright, I'll go. Stay on guard. No matter what."
"Yeah. We'll definitely protect this side. Please."
Running the whole distance wouldn't get me there in time. But if I used yesterday's combination of Movement, Walking, Magic Wrap, and Weight Magic, I might make it. Or I might not?
It was a gamble.
I'd just thought of something, but I didn't know if it would work. Still, I'd probably make it in time. After all, it would only take an instant.
While running I strengthened my body with Magic Wrap, erased my weight with Weight Magic, kept Movement active, wrapped myself in Wind Magic, and ran through the sky. Yesterday I'd thought I'd been launched, but I'd actually run upward. Otherwise there'd have been no reason to use Air Walk.
It really was just an instant. Wrapped in Movement and Wind, I kicked off the air and accelerated. My speed kept climbing, and the scene I'd seen with Far Sight appeared right in front of me in the blink of an eye. Wait, I can't stop!?
I scooped up more than ten wolves and dropped at ultra-low altitude, colliding, tangling, rolling, sending them flying, and exploding them apart. Come to think of it, I hadn't thought of a way to stop.
"Um… you guys okay?"
""""No… are you okay over there?""""
Yeah, they looked fine. The wolves didn't. More than half weren't moving. It was a pack wolf pile-up accident.
I'd crossed a distance invisible to the naked eye in just a few seconds, so I was definitely breaking four-digit speeds.
Even if it was 10 km in 10 seconds, that would be 3600 km/h? Wait, faster than the speed of sound!?
Hold on, had I gone supersonic? Was there a sonic boom?
It had definitely been more than 10 km, but it didn't feel like it took even 10 seconds.
Yeah… of course crashing into them would kill them. The wolves too. The wolves that turned into pieces on impact, the wolves that hit those pieces and also became pieces and died, and even the wolves that just got blown away were barely breathing. Shockwave, maybe? Thick clouds of dust were rising too.
I finished off the survivors with Wind Cutter and approached the old guys.
"You hurt? Need potions? They taste like mushrooms, though."
They didn't seem injured. I was apparently the one with the biggest injury. Yep, I was the cause of the collision accident. Mushroom potions tasted awful!
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"Let me thank you again. You saved us. Thank you. We would've been completely wiped out. I'm the leader of this party, Ofta. You saved my comrades too. Thank you."
"Kid, thanks. I thought we were done for. You're heading to Omui, right? We'll definitely repay you. I'm Gatek. I'll even treat you to drinks."
The old guys bowed their heads and thanked me.
The full-plate armor and the three rear guards seemed to be treating injuries behind the carriage, and the two old guys went to check on them. So there really was a town. Omui?
O… fu…? Looked like the old guys had come from that town too. Unfortunately I had zero skill at drawing information out of people, so I'd leave it to the class rep and the girls' feminine power.
The girls were running this way too, but it would still take them a while. They were still far away… and I hadn't even used Far Sight… yet I could see them swaying at this distance? Yep, I got hit with a synchronized glare from that distance.
"Those green wolves attacked a merchant caravan in a pack. The adventurers' guild put out a request. The info said six to eight, but… there were over thirty. We would've died for sure."
"Thirty-seven total. There was one big green wolf too. See, that big one that turned into pieces first?"
"For real? Even one big green wolf is bad news. What kind of idiot at the guild put out that request?"
The spear old guy was pissed. Seriously pissed. Well, they'd trusted the guild's information and nearly gotten wiped out, so it made sense he was fuming.
The carriage looked hopeless too. The horses were dead and a wheel had come off. We managed to right it, but we'd have to leave it behind.
"We were planning to use the carriage as a shield to fight, but if there was a big green wolf that was impossible. Damn it!"
"Ugh, this is a huge loss. What are we gonna do about the bar tab?"
In the end, the six of them would split up and carry the luggage back.
I couldn't show my item bag to strangers, so I just watched quietly.
Since I was bored, I skewered some vitality mushrooms, grilled them with salt, and handed them out. Even if they weren't badly injured, they still had damage and fatigue. Mushroom doping for you! I could probably start a shady mail-order business.
"Delicious— I've never had mushrooms like these before. I feel like I'm getting my energy back?"
"Nice, these are vitality mushrooms, right!? Such a valuable thing… thanks, man."
"Eh!? It's really healing? Is this an HP mushroom?"
"Vitality mushrooms!? It's true! The pain's gone! Thank you, kid. You saved our lives. I don't even have words to express my gratitude. Thank you."
Everyone was very satisfied with the mushrooms. Apparently they were actually valuable, even though they grew everywhere.
Besides the two old guys, everyone else was a young girl.
Even the full-plate armor was a Western beauty on the level of a model.
The beauty who'd been shooting arrows from the back was an elf.
Alright, the old guys were enemies. No problem if I took them down.
"Hey! Haruka-kun! What was that? Weren't you just about to go into attack mode? Why are you staring at Ofta-san and Gatek-san with jito eyes!!"
She got mad? As expected of the original Jito-san. She saw through the attack mode in one shot. The class rep's jito eyes weren't just for show!
"Oh, you finally caught up? Good work?"
"No, I've been here for a while? I was on guard, you know?"
Yeah, she'd properly stayed behind me keeping watch on the old guys. When the full-plate armor person came to thank me and took my hand, she even sent killing intent flying. She must have been protecting me. I felt like some of that killing intent came my way too, but… probably my imagination.
The town seemed to be along the river. It really existed. The otaku theory was correct. For now I'd stop hunting them.
Omui… what a hard name to remember. I'd definitely forget it before we reached the town.
I think the old guys' names were hard to remember too, but since I already forgot them it was fine.
The full-plate armor Western model beauty was apparently named Arkemy. She said Kemy or Amy was fine too. If it was Akemi she'd probably work at a snack bar. I should visit. Would they let high schoolers in?
"Kyaaa, she's so beautiful! A real elf! A living work of art!" For some reason the JKs loved the elf, whose name was Kirikiru. It sounded like some three-stage conjugation from classical Japanese.
The full-plate armor lady was also super popular with the JKs—"Kyaa, so cool! Please shake my hand!" Was this Takarazuka energy?
The other two were the mage and the holy arts user, Yebugiik and Geventie. Both were cute-type, but impossible. Absolutely impossible. I couldn't even pronounce them, let alone remember. Apparently even their party members just called them Eve and Tee, so everyone else had given up too.
I walked while the class rep and vice reps talked. Why was I stuck with the two old guys? There were twenty-four girls here and I got the two old guys?
"Hmm? The proper nouns here really are hard to remember because they're so unfamiliar, huh?"
For some reason I felt forty glares on my back. If I turned around I'd probably get killed by their eyes alone.
**Day 18 – Midday – Omui Town**
I'd never left Japan, let alone been to Europe, so I couldn't tell if it was European-style.
I hadn't been born in the Middle Ages either, so I couldn't tell if it was medieval-style.
And since it was my first time in another world, I couldn't tell if it was otherworld-style.
The buildings were… stone? Like piled-up stones. That kind of feeling.
They weren't deliberately built to look this way—they just ended up like this after being built.
It didn't feel like there were landscape ordinances forcing stone construction. The whole town just felt like "everything is stone."
It wasn't some naturalist thing either. The materials were just stone and wood. That was the only reason.
The people's faces were mostly Western-looking? Deep features like Western sculptures. There were a lot of handsome guys too. If deep features were so great, I could carve them deep and gouge them in! That kind of feeling.
There were also lots of beautiful women. The cute types were mostly kids, while adults were beautiful. That was very, very good.
When the old guys led us into town it looked like we needed money to enter, but magic stones were apparently acceptable, so I paid for all twenty-one of us. Four stones were enough. I even got small change back.
My item bag was stuffed with magic stones I didn't know how to use. Losing four didn't change anything. Well, not as many as the mushrooms.
The class rep's plan was to go to the adventurers' guild, exchange money, register, then find an inn. We'd gather information on the otaku guys whenever we could.
If we found the otaku guys, we'd quickly finish gathering information on this otherworld too.
And so we headed to the adventurers' guild in a big group. The old guys guiding us looked ready to storm in and yell at the guild. The otherworld girls had been swallowed up by the swarm of girls and completely assimilated.
A yellow signboard. Was that it? Ooh, a real adventurers' guild! It was just a building, though. Everything was stone anyway.
The old guys couldn't hold back and rushed inside. They were pretty old but had no chill.
The moment we entered, everyone's eyes focused on us. On me?
Was I popular? No, almost all guys. Hard pass.
There were a lot of unpleasant glares too. I even heard tongue-clicking. Bad atmosphere, bad vibes, bad faces—annoying bunch.
The biggest, roughest-looking guys with the worst bad faces and bad builds and bad heads (definitely bad people) stood up and walked over while glaring at me.
Ugh, this is such a template. So annoying.
Ah, was it because one guy was bringing in a bunch of girls and they didn't like it?
Yeah, if I saw a guy like that I wouldn't like it either. Who the hell was that guy? Seriously irritating!
Yeah, even in light novels, when a newbie brings cute girls into the adventurers' guild they always get hassled. It's a classic, ironclad template.
Even one or two girls gets you hassled.
Three or four? Guaranteed.
Five or six? They'd probably launch an all-out attack the moment you walked in.
Seven, eight, nine? The guild staff would probably join the assault.
Ten or more, double digits? They'd lecture you in the middle of town! Unforgivable!
Twenty-four? The country itself would move. They're enemies of humanity. Let's destroy them! Makes sense, right!?
"Hey! You there, kid with the bad eyes!!"
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"Huh? What did you just say? You with the bad face, bad build, bad head, bad upbringing, bad luck with women, bad future prospects, bad personality, bad character, bad guts, and bad true nature worse than a goblin—and not just worse, but so bad it went straight past horrible and straight into tragic. You pathetic creature with that horrible, tragic, evil, sad bad face. Who exactly are you complaining about with those eyes?"
I was seriously pissed now. Why was I being told I had bad eyes by someone who looked like they'd win the Worst Face Grand Prix?
"Say that one more time… Huh?"
The guys with bad builds, bad faces, bad heads, bad upbringing, bad luck with women, bad future prospects, bad personality, bad character, bad guts, and bad true nature—the horrible, tragic, evil, sad-faced bastards—were sitting on the floor crying, shaking, and doing dogeza? What the hell? They picked a fight with someone and then did this?
"Haaaruuuuka-kuuun! That's enough! The people in the back are crying too! Even the guild big sister is shaking! You can't glare like that!"
Huh? No, I did glare. Just a little, right? What was this scene? Why were the guys who'd been tongue-clicking hiding under the tables? Was this a disaster drill? Had my eyes been designated a natural disaster!?
Whatever. What the hell? I'm wearing the contact lenses properly. It said they'd improve my eyesight. What was with this treatment? They glared at me with those horrible bad faces first, but the moment I glared a little I was the bad guy? What the hell? Seriously!?
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For some reason the class rep put me in isolation. Otherworld bullying.
I was a loner in the corner of the adventurers' guild.
The adventurers wouldn't even look this way.
They were all sitting at round tables, so at least one person should've been facing me, but no one met my eyes.
They were twisting their necks so hard it looked like it might break, desperately turning their faces away.
Hey, you guys were the ones glaring first. Why am I the villain?
What a horrible town. The otaku guys might have been bullied and driven out too.
The pretty receptionist lady wouldn't look this way.
The scary-faced adventurer wouldn't look this way.
The strong-looking knight in armor wouldn't look this way.
The beautiful swordswoman wouldn't look this way.
The suspicious hooded mage wouldn't look this way.
I was bored.
Oh, the old guys came back.
The spear old guy looked around suspiciously.
"Sorry to keep you waiting. What's with this weird atmosphere? You guys didn't hassle our benefactor, did you?"
The spear old guy glared around, but no one looked our way.
"…What happened here?"
"Ah, when we came in we got hassled? Complained at? And now I'm being bullied?"
For some reason everyone in the guild simultaneously shook their heads violently. No, this was definitely bullying.
The sword old guy came over too.
"Sorry, but can we have a little time? There are some things we want to ask about the green wolves… Why is everyone staring into the distance?"
"Ah, newbie hazing? Or outsider bullying? Something like that?"
Once again, everyone in the guild shook their heads violently. See? It was bullying. Definitely.
"The thing I wanted to ask… was about me? Even if you ask about the green wolves, they exploded instantly so I didn't get a good look?"
""Exploded instantly means you're the culprit! You're the one involved! We're not actually asking about the green wolves.""
"I don't really get it, but I'm free so sure."
The talk was apparently on the second floor. We passed right through the middle of the bar, but I didn't meet anyone's eyes…
"I brought him. Going in."
"Yeah, come in."
Inside there was another old guy. I was so done. What was with the high old-guy ratio here?
I'd brought twenty-four girls and gotten hassled, yet everyone around me was old guys.
"I'm the guild master of Omui's adventurers' guild, Hakies. Sorry for calling you here."
"No problem… I heard there was something you wanted to ask?"
The guild master old guy bowed his head. What? Was he the owner of the green wolves? Free-range? Why was he apologizing?
"Let me thank you for saving Ofta and the others. Thank you. This request was completely the guild's mistake. A single B-rank party would've been wiped out. Even if an adventurer party happened to pass by, rescue would've been impossible. We're truly grateful."
"No, like I said… they were the ones rescued? And the big green wolf… got destroyed? By this kid here."
"!? A big green wolf appeared? We need to contact headquarters immediately and impose a lockdown… 'That's why I said it got destroyed'… Huh?"
"No, you guys were the ones who got saved. Who exactly got destroyed?"
"Not who. The big green wolf and the whole pack of green wolves got destroyed."
Yeah, the conversation wasn't matching at all. Geez, don't recent otherworlders even know how to communicate properly? How lamentable.
"The info from you old guys should be correct, right? You were attacked by one big green wolf and thirty-six green wolves. And everyone died?"
"No, I heard everyone was saved?"
No good. Nothing was getting through.
"The total of one big green wolf and thirty-six green wolves—thirty-seven in all—have passed away."
"Passed away… why?"
"Why? Well, when I went to help the old guys, I kind of… collided with them?"
"Huh? Collided with Ofta and the others?"
"No, the old guys didn't get blown away! They're right here!"
For some reason we couldn't understand each other at all. Otherworld language seemed incredibly complicated.
"Are you serious? Are you actually speaking seriously?"
Ah, it was the elf. Finally the old-guy density had thinned.
"Kirikiru, I'm glad you're safe. We're truly sorry about this incident."
"Never mind that. The big green wolf and the thirty-six green wolves have been subjugated. By Haruka-kun over there. So the green wolf request is already resolved. That's all."
"…? Eh— Haruka-kun? …You subjugated them?"
"No, like I said, when I collided with them they exploded? Something like that?"
"I'm so done with these guys."
The elf looked troubled. Making an elf look troubled—what terrible old guys.
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For some reason the class rep plucked me out. Otherworld abuse.
I was a loner in the corner of the adventurers' guild.
I went when I was called. I answered when I was asked.
Day 18 – Evening – Omui Guild – Guild Master's Office
Finally they called Haruka-kun back to confirm.
"So it's fine to say Haruka-kun defeated them?"
It was an unbelievable story, but everyone's accounts matched, and Ofta wouldn't joke or lie about something this serious.
"You say defeated, but… how exactly? All by yourself."
It was impossible. The only ones who could defeat that many alone would be S-rank or higher—monsters over level 100.
And Haruka-kun was level 9. He hadn't even broken through the level wall yet. He couldn't even become an adventurer apprentice. He'd barely be able to win against weak monsters.
"It wasn't so much defeated as… accidental? When I collided with them they exploded? You know, that common pack wolf pile-up accident?"
No good. I didn't understand the meaning at all. But the fact that no one denied it meant it was true. A common pack wolf pile-up accident? Did that happen often?
What we did understand was that the big green wolf pack had been subjugated. Ofta and the others were all safe. Haruka-kun had saved them. That was enough. That was plenty.
I'd ask headquarters about the pack wolf pile-up accident. This branch didn't have that information.
Day 18 – Evening – Omui Guild – Exchange Counter
"Could I exchange some F-rank magic stones, please?"
Why was it phrased as a question? Ah, it was that person from earlier. Very politely. Very carefully.
"F-rank magic stones, correct? The price varies by size and purity, so we'll appraise them here and present an amount. Is that acceptable?"
"Where should I put them?"
"Eh? Please place them on this counter?"
Where else was he planning to put them…? It was the exchange counter…
"? They won't fall?"
"Um…? Please place them in the center so they don't fall."
"? Center… ? Ah— some kind of magic! I see."
There was some kind of magic on the counter?
The person flipped a bag over onto the counter… "Ah…? …"
That day, twenty staff members stayed up all night gathering and appraising the mountain of magic stones on the counter and the ones that had spilled. I'm so done with that person.
Day 18 – Evening – Omui Guild
The class rep and the others safely finished their adventurer registration and exchanged the magic stones.
Twenty cheat holders over level 30 had come to register, so the receptionist ladies had apparently made a huge fuss.
I, on the other hand, had been surrounded by old guys.
Adventurers started as apprentices at level 10. You joined a party and trained.
At level 20 you officially became an adventurer and could form a party.
Then at level 30 you could operate alone as a full-fledged adventurer.
In other words, at my current level 9 I couldn't register, and even at level 10 I couldn't join a party so I still couldn't register.
At level 20 I could register, but I couldn't form a party so I couldn't take jobs. I could only sell magic stones.
That meant I couldn't become an adventurer until level 30.
And since I wasn't an adventurer I couldn't sell magic stones.
There had been no point coming to the guild. I got hassled for nothing, bullied for nothing, surrounded by old guys for nothing.
Still, they said they'd specially buy the magic stones today as a reward for saving the old guys.
I went to the exchange counter and did exactly what the receptionist lady said… and got scolded? What the hell? I confirmed first? I got scolded.
They told me to come pick it up tomorrow, while crying? Eh? Was it my fault? Was I the bad guy?
Day 18 – Night – Inn – White Weirdo Pervert
We had the adventurers' guild recommend an inn and all headed there together.
Inn White Weirdo Pervert? Was it a love hotel? Souvenirs?
Bringing twenty girls to an inn—what kind of guy does that? I was thinking it was seriously suspicious, but a love hotel? What was the adventurers' guild thinking recommending a love hotel? Did they see the class rep's skills and assume it was a class-rep harem group? …No, never mind. I was thinking about Hokkaido sweets, okay? Probably?
What kind of skill was Jito-san's sharpness anyway?
While I was worrying about that, the worry became unnecessary.
"Inn White Weirdo Pervert"
Time to summon the police! It was a weirdo! And white! And on top of that it was an inn! Report it!
"Welcome~ We heard from the adventurers' guild."
"Goodbye~ Shall I go burn down the adventurers' guild?"
It was the signboard girl. A cute signboard girl. The problem was the signboard. Way too many problems.
"Wait— big brother~ It's okay. Only the name is weird. You can't burn down the adventurers' guild!"
"No, it's not okay. A white weirdo pervert is definitely not an okay person. If you think it's weird, why don't you change the name?"
The signboard girl stopped me while half-crying. Going back to burn the adventurers' guild would be a hassle. If I shot from here directly—
"Haruka-kun, why are you holding your staff like a rifle? Why is the sight aimed at the adventurers' guild? Why do your eyes look like Golgo's? You can't make a girl cry!"
"Eh? I'm not shooting? I'm not shooting, but see? It's like… pointing at evil or something?"
"If it's 'pointing at evil' I've heard of that, but 'pointing evil' means you're deliberately pointing with your own will. You're clearly planning to shoot! Premeditated!"
"Ehh, but class rep, wouldn't it be great to say 'Yesterday we stayed at the White Weirdo Pervert, we were at the White Weirdo Pervert until morning'?"
"…Should I let you shoot?"
A request had come in. The reward was priceless.
"That's why you can't shoot~ The big sisters at the adventurers' guild recommended us as a good inn, and we get lots of customers, and then, and then…"
For some reason the signboard girl desperately tried to stop me while crying.
"Fine, okay. I won't shoot."
When I said that and patted her head, her face turned bright red and she said,
"Daddy~ We have guests~"
before heading back into the inn.
Yeah, it was fine. Tomorrow I was going to the adventurers' guild anyway. No need to shoot.
For some reason the girls were looking at me with Golgo eyes? Huh?
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The food really was delicious. It had been a while since we had a proper meal. Actual cooking.
There was a bath for an extra fee, and the rooms were reasonably clean.
Yeah, just change the name already.
"White Weirdo Pervert" was apparently the name of a hero who had lived in the town where this inn's family came from. Who the hell gave a hero such a weird nickname?
When a massive outbreak of monsters threatened to swallow the town, he faced the monster horde alone. He let the townspeople escape. He kept fighting alone until everyone had gotten away. In the end he perished together with the town and the monster horde. No one knew his real name. He had simply been called the White Weirdo Pervert.
They named the inn after him out of gratitude and admiration for the hero.
The guy himself must have really hated it. They should've just forgotten the name. White Weirdo Pervert…
"Ever since I was little, I heard stories about the White Weirdo Pervert from my father, my mother, my grandfather, and my grandmother, so recently I realized it was a weird name, but…
Even so. I'm grateful. I respect him. I admire him."
Hmm, changing the name seemed impossible. She'd been brainwashed since childhood.
"The White Weirdo Pervert said while letting everyone escape, 'This town is my home, so I won't leave this place. I'll protect my home until the very end, so all of you go make new homes. Happy homes.' And he kept fighting the monsters. That's why we want to make our new home a happy home. That's why the name is 'White Weirdo Pervert'…"
Yeah, it would've been a good story without that last part.
Without that name it would've been a legend.
I gave up on changing the name. Even if they said the inn would end if they changed it, they probably still wouldn't.
I had a single room. Nice and relaxing.
My level had gone up to 9. Might as well check my status while I had the chance.
NAME: Haruka Human Race
AGE: 16
Lv: 09
Job: --
HP: 120 (14 UP)
MP: 122 (15 UP)
ViT: 118 (13 UP)
PoW: 117 (13 UP)
SpE: 118 (15 UP)
DeX: 116 (14 UP)
MiN: 130 (16 UP)
InT: 134 (18 UP)
LuK: Max (Limit Broken)
SP: 177
Martial Arts: "Staff Arts Lv6" "Evasion Lv5" "Prediction Lv5" (UP) "Magic Wrap Lv6" (UP)
Magic: "Temperature Lv4" "Movement Lv6" "Weight Lv5" (UP) "Packing Lv5" "Four Elements Magic Lv5" (UP) "Wood Magic Lv4" (UP) "Lightning Magic Lv3" (UP) "Ice Magic Lv2" (UP)
Skills: "Health Lv3" "Sensitivity Lv3" "Gymnastics Lv4" "Walking Lv6" "Servitude Lv3" "Appraisal Lv5" (UP) "Far Sight Lv5" (UP) "Presence Detection Lv6" (UP) "Search Lv6" (UP) "Magic Power Operation Lv6" (UP) "Presence Blocking Lv5" (UP) "Stealth Lv5" (UP) "Concealment Lv4" (UP) "Map Lv5" (UP) "Concentration Lv6" (UP) "Physical Resistance Lv4" (UP) "Magic Power Recovery Lv5" (UP) "Stamina Recovery Lv5" (2 UP) "Parallel Thinking Lv3" (UP) "Serial Thinking Lv3" (2 UP) "High-Speed Dash Lv1" (New) "Air Walk Lv1" (New)
Titles: "Shut-in Lv4" "NEET Lv3" "Loner Lv4" "Mage Lv5"
Unknown: "Proper Communication Lv3" (UP) "Jack of All Trades, Master of None Lv3" "Useless Blockhead Lv3"
Equipment: "Tree Staff?" "Cloth Clothes?" "Leather Gloves?" "Leather Boots?" "Cloak?" "Contacts?" "Ring of Bound Soul" "Item Bag" "Bracelet PoW+1% SpE+1%"
As expected, there was no Flight, but there was "High-Speed Dash Lv1." Did this mean moving fast, or charging? Which one? I'd used it for both.
And "Air Walk Lv1." Air walk. Like the NBA god. If I could do aerial combat I could eat yakitori.
Status-wise I was turning into a magic user. Both InT and MiN were over 130.
Did magic users in this world do charge attacks against monsters?
Since magic users leveled up by doing charge attacks, maybe that was just how it was.
Rearguard charge mage, huh… Otherworld is scary.