Chapter 1
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Chapter 1
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“Where… Am I?”
My name is Keigo Okuda. I’m 35 years old.
I was working as a trading company employee of a certain financial conglomerate. The company I worked for was based in Tokyo and I used to travel to Singapore and Australia because I was in charge of managing the business of importing coal from overseas. I won one billion at the year-end Jumbo Lottery. Though it might sound like a lie, it’s actually the truth.
After I didn’t have to worry about money anymore, I threw my letter of resignation to my arrogant and shitty boss who kept on shouting about how we had to meet the quota target. Then on my way home, I threw my mobile phone from the bridge. In that moment, I put an end to an overly superficial relationship I had with other people. The relationship that I kept for the sake of keeping up with appearances alone, the one that I had gotten sick of. I ended it right here and there.
I would like to say I was feeling ecstatic about it but at the same time, I was also feeling somewhat sad about it. Before I knew it, the scenery before my eyes became distorted. I couldn’t even remember when was the last time I ever cried spontaneously like that.
Although I had kept on whining about my life as a corporate slave, it was only after I actually resigned from the company that I realized I wasn’t only working for the sake of money.
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After leaving the company, I bought an abandoned house in the rural area of Hokkaido and took up farming as a hobby while enjoying my life by ordering delicious food from the internet. By the way, I only had one friend I talked to on social media. It really made me want to throw a snide remark at myself, like just how severe is your misanthropy?
I also sent a postcard to my parents.
“I’ve decided to become a farmer. Please do not worry about me.”
That was what I had written in the postcard.
Then one day, an incident occurred.
Before breakfast, I planned on taking care of the chickens first. I went into the chicken coop that worked as a tool shed as well, to let out the chicken from the coop. When I was leaving the shed along with the chickens, the scenery around me had completely changed.
First, the main building was nowhere to be seen. There was a forest near me and a grass plain. In the distance, I could see what seemed to be a town. Then in a far, far away distance, I could see the silhouette of something swinging something.
For the time being, I decided to return to the chicken coop in order to cool my confused head.
I could see the silhouette of a person from afar so I would try to talk to them though it looked like they were fighting something so I should take extra precautions in the middle of these unusual situations I was in. Better safe than be sorry after all.
Since I was inside the tool shed, I had my hoe, sickle and pointed shovel. For now, I decided to bring the sickle and the shovel. I locked the shed before I cautiously approached the person who appeared to be fighting against something.
There, I saw a man fighting with a dagger in hand against something small that didn’t seem like a human. That thing was about 1 meter tall, kept on letting out grating sounds like gigigigi, had red eyes, green skin and pointed ears.
That thing was wearing poor-looking clothes made from leather and brandishing its club in one hand against the swordsman. Apparently, I had come to the other world.
Because I loved fantasy stories and RPG games, I knew well what that thing was. Most probably, that thing was a monster called ‘goblin’. The fact that I was able to remain comparatively calm must be due to this knowledge I had.
I was somehow in a place I didn’t know. There was a monster in front of me. With those facts alone, I was able to reach the conclusion that I had come to the other world.
In front of me, a muscular looking warrior that appeared to be an adventurer was fighting against a goblin. In my hands, I had my sickle and shovel.
Sorry for not living up to your expectations but for now, I decided to run away. I ran, ran as fast as I could. I ran away with snots and tears running down my face.
No,no,no. Impossible. That frightening monster. It’s just plain terrifying. I’m just an ordinary and good citizen.
— Let me ask you myself, can you even fight against a monster with a shovel?
I ran back to the shed and locked it from inside.
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T/N: My first shounen novel! ╰(*´︶`*)╯♡ I love how the MC not afraid to admit he ran away with snots and tears dripping down his face. Definitely relatable and understandable. ( ◡‿◡ )
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Chapter 1
ーーーーーーーーーーーーーーーーーーーー
“Where… Am I?”
My name is Keigo Okuda. I’m 35 years old.
I was working as a trading company employee of a certain financial conglomerate. The company I worked for was based in Tokyo and I used to travel to Singapore and Australia because I was in charge of managing the business of importing coal from overseas. I won one billion at the year-end Jumbo Lottery. Though it might sound like a lie, it’s actually the truth.
After I didn’t have to worry about money anymore, I threw my letter of resignation to my arrogant and shitty boss who kept on shouting about how we had to meet the quota target. Then on my way home, I threw my mobile phone from the bridge. In that moment, I put an end to an overly superficial relationship I had with other people. The relationship that I kept for the sake of keeping up with appearances alone, the one that I had gotten sick of. I ended it right here and there.
I would like to say I was feeling ecstatic about it but at the same time, I was also feeling somewhat sad about it. Before I knew it, the scenery before my eyes became distorted. I couldn’t even remember when was the last time I ever cried spontaneously like that.
Although I had kept on whining about my life as a corporate slave, it was only after I actually resigned from the company that I realized I wasn’t only working for the sake of money.
◇◇◇
After leaving the company, I bought an abandoned house in the rural area of Hokkaido and took up farming as a hobby while enjoying my life by ordering delicious food from the internet. By the way, I only had one friend I talked to on social media. It really made me want to throw a snide remark at myself, like just how severe is your misanthropy?
I also sent a postcard to my parents.
“I’ve decided to become a farmer. Please do not worry about me.”
That was what I had written in the postcard.
Then one day, an incident occurred.
Before breakfast, I planned on taking care of the chickens first. I went into the chicken coop that worked as a tool shed as well, to let out the chicken from the coop. When I was leaving the shed along with the chickens, the scenery around me had completely changed.
First, the main building was nowhere to be seen. There was a forest near me and a grass plain. In the distance, I could see what seemed to be a town. Then in a far, far away distance, I could see the silhouette of something swinging something.
For the time being, I decided to return to the chicken coop in order to cool my confused head.
I could see the silhouette of a person from afar so I would try to talk to them though it looked like they were fighting something so I should take extra precautions in the middle of these unusual situations I was in. Better safe than be sorry after all.
Since I was inside the tool shed, I had my hoe, sickle and pointed shovel. For now, I decided to bring the sickle and the shovel. I locked the shed before I cautiously approached the person who appeared to be fighting against something.
There, I saw a man fighting with a dagger in hand against something small that didn’t seem like a human. That thing was about 1 meter tall, kept on letting out grating sounds like gigigigi, had red eyes, green skin and pointed ears.
That thing was wearing poor-looking clothes made from leather and brandishing its club in one hand against the swordsman. Apparently, I had come to the other world.
Because I loved fantasy stories and RPG games, I knew well what that thing was. Most probably, that thing was a monster called ‘goblin’. The fact that I was able to remain comparatively calm must be due to this knowledge I had.
I was somehow in a place I didn’t know. There was a monster in front of me. With those facts alone, I was able to reach the conclusion that I had come to the other world.
In front of me, a muscular looking warrior that appeared to be an adventurer was fighting against a goblin. In my hands, I had my sickle and shovel.
Sorry for not living up to your expectations but for now, I decided to run away. I ran, ran as fast as I could. I ran away with snots and tears running down my face.
No,no,no. Impossible. That frightening monster. It’s just plain terrifying. I’m just an ordinary and good citizen.
— Let me ask you myself, can you even fight against a monster with a shovel?
I ran back to the shed and locked it from inside.
ーーーーーーーーーーーーーーーーーーーー
T/N: My first shounen novel! ╰(*´︶`*)╯♡ I love how the MC not afraid to admit he ran away with snots and tears dripping down his face. Definitely relatable and understandable. ( ◡‿◡ )
Chapter 1Where Am I?My name is Keigo Okuda. I'm 35 years old.I was working as a trading company employee of a certain financial conglomerate. The company I worked for was based in Tokyo and I used to travel to Singapore and Australia because I was in charge of managing the business of importing coal from overseas. I won one billion at the year-end Jumbo Lottery. Though it might sound like a lie, it's actually the truth.After I didn't have to worry about money anymore, I threw my letter of resignation to my arrogant and shitty boss who kept on shouting about how we had to meet the quota target. Then on my way home, I threw my mobile phone from the bridge. In that moment, I put an end to an overly superficial relationship I had with other people. The relationship that I kept for the sake of keeping up with appearances alone, the one that I had gotten sick of. I ended it right here and there.I would like to say I was feeling ecstatic about it but at the same time, I was also feeling somewhat sad about it. Before I knew it, the scenery before my eyes became distorted. I couldn't even remember when was the last time I ever cried spontaneously like that.Although I had kept on whining about my life as a corporate slave, it was only after I actually resigned from the company that I realized I wasn't only working for the sake of money.After leaving the company, I bought an abandoned house in the rural area of Hokkaido and took up farming as a hobby while enjoying my life by ordering delicious food from the internet. By the way, I only had one friend I talked to on social media. It really made me want to throw a snide remark at myself, like just how severe is your misanthropy?I also sent a postcard to my parents.I've decided to become a farmer. Please do not worry about me.That was what I had written in the postcard.Then one day, an incident occurred.Before breakfast, I planned on taking care of the chickens first. I went into the chicken coop that worked as a tool shed as well, to let out the chicken from the coop. When I was leaving the shed along with the chickens, the scenery around me had completely changed.First, the main building was nowhere to be seen. There was a forest near me and a grass plain. In the distance, I could see what seemed to be a town. Then in a far, far away distance, I could see the silhouette of something swinging something.For the time being, I decided to return to the chicken coop in order to cool my confused head.I could see the silhouette of a person from afar so I would try to talk to them though it looked like they were fighting something so I should take extra precautions in the middle of these unusual situations I was in. Better safe than be sorry after all.Since I was inside the tool shed, I had my hoe, sickle and pointed shovel. For now, I decided to bring the sickle and the shovel. I locked the shed before I cautiously approached the person who appeared to be fighting against something.There, I saw a man fighting with a dagger in hand against something small that didn't seem like a human. That thing was about 1 meter tall, kept on letting out grating sounds likegigigigi, had red eyes, green skin and pointed ears.That thing was wearing poor-looking clothes made from leather and brandishing its club in one hand against the swordsman. Apparently, I had come to the other world.Because I loved fantasy stories and RPG games, I knew well what that thing was. Most probably, that thing was a monster called goblin'. The fact that I was able to remain comparatively calm must be due to this knowledge I had.I was somehow in a place I didn't know. There was a monster in front of me. With those facts alone, I was able to reach the conclusion that I had come to the other world.In front of me, a muscular looking warrior that appeared to be an adventurer was fighting against a goblin. In my hands, I had my sickle and shovel.Sorry for not living up to your expectations but for now, I decided to run away. I ran, ran as fast as I could. I ran away with snots and tears running down my face.No,no,no. Impossible. That frightening monster. It's just plain terrifying. I'm just an ordinary and good citizen. Let me ask you myself, can you even fight against a monster with a shovel?I ran back to the shed and locked it from inside.T/N: My first shounen novel! *`* I love how the MC not afraid to admit he ran away with snots and tears dripping down his face. Definitely relatable and understandable.
