Chapter 3: 3 I'll get a house.

After I told my voice my age, I slowly lost consciousness. Then he woke up, and said, "I am in this forest."

It was time for me to get up. There is no (...) Chi (...) Ku (...) et al. (...) I was worried about. I don't know if that's because I'm younger. I'll take a look at my hands, but I didn't know if I was old enough to say it.

In the first place, it's not even a site that changes so suddenly when you're at some age. Phew, my head hurt so badly when I took a breath.

"This..."

Until just before she lost consciousness, the woman kept explaining to me. One of them is this headache.

"The moment you become familiar with the world, you may have a headache. I want you to rest assured that's evidence of matching your skills, knowledge and experience with your brain and body. '

That's what the woman said.

"I guess it's not a big ability, so could you have added or subtracted some more?

Yeah, I look around all alone. Nothing in particular stands out.

'For now, I'll get you a place where you can live and blacksmith. And a little more food and ingredients. "

And the woman said, well, isn't it here? You don't even seem to have to bother to have it prepared away from your destination, but if it's far away, it's a pain in the ass. Worst case scenario, it could be impossible to find.

The moment I thought so, my vision captured something at its edge. Definitely something I didn't when I looked around earlier. I turn to you in surprise. Then what a building too big to call a cabin there.

"What the hell..."

According to the woman's description, you can probably live here.

I don't know if what I didn't have earlier was ”really not” or ”invisible”. Given the circumstances, I wonder if it would be safe in any case.

But I approach the building carefully. I don't know if it's because of my abilities, but there are no signs indoors (...) or (...). At least I can't feel hostility or alarm toward me from around me. It's time to peek inside through the lattice window. It's deserted.

Just in case, head to the door to avoid exposing yourself indoors while trying to get under the window. The door has a simple handle and a key, no knob to turn.

When I gently pulled the handle, the door moved without resistance. It's not particularly locked. I look inside through an empty door gap. No sign or smell (...) (...). Looks safe for now.

When I stand normally, I open the door.

As soon as I heard the creaking sound of "Karan Cologne," I crept in unintentionally, but there was no particular reaction.

Ho, I grab my chest and look inside, it's like a cottage I used to stay in when I went on a ski trip in the previous world.

The difference is that there is no upstairs, and there is a shelf that holds kamado and dishes, not just the counter kitchen, but the soil where the Japanese houses say, and the kitchen is there.

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Further behind it is the door. I noticed a string stretching out there. Apparently, the sound of saying Karan Cologne earlier was heard from beyond that door.

I closed the door (sounded Karan Cologne again) and noticed that there was a "calm", so once calmed down and inside, the large room has a table of considerable size and a few chairs.

Looking up, the ceiling is pretty high. I can see something like a songko, but from the way it sounded, I guess the arr just rang. Then it means there is something else that rings the arr.

I was curious, but once I left it and looked around, there were three doors in the corner of the room. If you open one of them, it's apparently like a toilet.

I didn't see any bedding when I saw it earlier, so I guess one of the other two is the bedroom. I'll open one of those doors. There's something like a bigger desk and bookcase there. Apparently it was a study.

When you open the other door and check, as expected, you are in the bedroom. It has a large bed there, a side table, a small round chair, and yet it is also like a business hotel. Well, the next step is finally big fate.

"I'll make sure you can do the blacksmith."

That's what I was saying. I'd expect it to be quite well equipped.

That said, I will probably be operating alone for a long time (and I don't intend to take an apprentice at the moment), but even if I am equipped with something like a charcoal blast furnace for the production of raw materials, I have difficulty handling it, but I want a lot of stuff.

I open the door behind the earth with half my expectations and half my anxiety. I wonder if it can be fulfilled, there are not only gold floors and hammers there, but also furnaces for heating rutsubo, as well as steel furnaces like fire floors and ren furnaces. It is likely that everything called roughly iron (steel) weapons can be produced here, both Western and Japanese swords and, in small terms, arrows.

I somehow know how to use these tools and devices because they were "installed" when I came to this world.

If this is true, I would have had that terrible headache. The blacksmith is equipped with a small counter, with a little space beyond which, furthermore, there seems to be a door that leads outside, which is candled.

"I see, sales are here, do you mean"

In other words, the other side is the living space, and this is the workplace and sales office. While you're at this workshop, it seems like a trick to say that if you forgot to knock on the door of the living space and a customer comes, the ringer over here will ring and tell you.

If you look at it, you can see the string that leads to the living space on this door. When I come here, it rings over there, so I can say it's a plainly appreciated feature.

That's how I check the whole way indoors, and I come back to my living room. I don't really feel like I'm going to be living here completely yet.

That being said, there's no way to get back "over there," so you need to be prepared. On the other side, he was lonely all his life, and as he died (...) and (...) had (...), the trouble is about the boss of the company.

Well, all you have to do is practice "as many as you want instead," and maybe you're not in trouble.

I shake my head to get rid of my thoughts and concentrate on what's to come.

As soon as that happened, my stomach rang the sound of "gu," urging me to eat. My body doesn't lie, I sigh slightly shuddered while my body.

There will be nothing but food in the kitchen. I headed to the kitchen across the door.

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