Shoushaman no Isekai Survival ~Zettai Hito to wa Tsurumanee~

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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