Shujinkou Janai!

(Though I say that, well, the conditions have been met so far.
There’s no room for doubt there.)

 

 

It’s been two days since I came to this world.

Little by little, I’m getting to know this world.

 

 

First of all, I can say that this world is definitely “the world based on Brave & Blade”.

 

 

I have read fiction stories in which people are transferred to another world, but in such cases, there are several variations on the reason for the existence of that game-like world.

For example, there’s the coincidental type, in which ” a world similar to the game happened to exist in one of the countless parallel worlds”, or the reintroduction type, in which “the world that was like in the Brave & Blade originally existed, and Brave & Blade was created based on that world”.

 

 

However, those clearly don’t apply in this case.

The events that took place in the game are almost completely recreated, and above all, Japanese was the language being used in this world, and the same is true for weights and measures, as easily understood measurements such as “meters” are being used.

 

 

There’s also the distortion of civilization.

The cityscape and people’s clothes are reminiscent of medieval Europe, but there are many modernized goods, services and items.

On my way home from the weapon shop, I bought a notebook and a quill pen that never runs out of ink at the general store in order to plan out the future.

 

 

It’s reasonable to assume that the Japanese game called came first, and then this world was born derived from it.

 

 

(But if that’s the case, I don’t understand why.)

 

 

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If that’s the case, it would mean that this whole world was created and given to me, just for me alone.

 

 

I mean, I could understand if I was, for example, a great man who saved the world, had a secret treasure from Egypt, or was acquainted with a God, then I could accept why all of this happened.

However, no matter where you look or how you view things, I’m just an ordinary guy with no great background or secrets.

Even though I did a good deed of “saving a stranger girl” at the end of my life, having a whole world created to make my wish come true is just too convenient.

 

 

[Hmmm.
But well, what’s even the point of thinking about this?]

 

 

The voice I heard just before I died said “Your wish…… I’ve heard it”.

I don’t know if that voice was from God, Buddha, the Devil, or some other being, but it had such an overwhelming presence that they could easily pop a world into existence.

 

 

It’s probably nonsensical to try to guess the will of such a being.

Instead, it would be better to think about the future.

 

 

I took out my notebook from my inventory and spread it out on my desk.

 

 

[First, my goals.
……What should I do? What in the world do I even want to do now?]

 

 

Speaking out loud, I asked myself these questions.

The blankness of this notebook was both a sign of how unlimited my future is and how empty of a person I am.

 

 

[In times like this, you would usually think of going back to your former world……]

 

 

Thus, I was about to write “Find a way back to my former world”, but my hand immediately stopped.

 

 

Of course, this doesn’t mean that I have on regrets about Japan.

I’ve already given up on being able to get my job back, but I would really want to see my friends again.

I feel sorry for my parents, and I have a lot of other unfinished business there.

 

 

But if you ask me if my goal now is to find a way back to Japan, that doesn’t feel right.

 

 

(After all, I’m completely dead over there.)

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I remember being hit by a car, so unless God’s magical power or something made it so that that accident didn’t happen, my body would have been lying on the road, covered in blood.

A funeral would have been made for me, and I legally would be treated as dead by now.

 

 

It would have been sad for those close to me, and my absence may make it difficult back at work, but that’s all there is to it.

It’s sad to say, but the world will go on without me.

I’m sure the work will go back on track in a few weeks, and my parents will do whatever they can for my brother, who is much more capable than I am.

 

 

Above all, I am now “Rex”.

I can’t imagine how I will be able to live in a world where I have no family register, and my face and appearance being completely different.

 

 

Besides, even if I returned to Japan, I would still be just an ordinary person.

Even though I may just be a paper tiger, there was no small calculative thought in mind that I would rather live as “Rex”, a successful A-Rank Adventurer.

 

 

[Alright!]

 

 

There was no wavering in my mind anymore.

To be honest, it was obvious which way my feelings were leaning right now.

 

 

I may regret this, and I may make a foolish choice.

However, these are my honest thoughts right now.

 

 

Picking up my pen, I opened up the first page of my notebook.

There, in large letters, I wrote.

 

 

 

————-I will live in this world!!!

 

 

 

I wrote in a powerful, bold font.

 

 

These are probably “the words that signified my beginning”.

Perhaps, this moment was another “opening” that marked the beginning of my adventure in this world.