episode_0119

As I was looking around the village, which was still very rural, a woman in comfortable clothes walked up to me.

“Who are you?”

“Uh… are you a tourist?”

“Tourist? In a village like this? Do you think it would be easier to fool someone if they called you a geologist or a labyrinthologist?”

As the woman scanned my body with suspicious eyes, I also scanned her body.

His skin color was as dark as a country person’s, but rather than being repulsive, his skin was full of health.

Even though she is wearing loose-fitting clothes, she has big breasts that can be seen through them and a sturdy body with actual muscles.

‘Not bad.’

She had an ordinary face, but her body was good, so she was edible.

“So. What is your real purpose here? If you don’t say it.”

The woman also seemed to have supernatural powers and created objects out of thin air.

A long stick with a sharp object at the end.

I thought it was a window and tried to keep my distance.

“… Hoe?”

It was a hoe used to till the ground.

“Don’t change words.”

“Ah. sorry. But I’m really a tourist. I like walking around the countryside like this.”

The woman smiled, showing both palms in surrender, but she was still full of caution.

A new man approached me amidst the undiminished distance.

“What’s going on, Nanase?”

“They say this person is a traveler.”

“Uh. I doubt that. Should I report it first?”

“Why on earth?!”

The man chuckled at my shout, pulled out two scythes hanging from his waist, and pointed them at me.

“Because there is no reason for tourists to come to a countryside like this?”

“There might be!?”

When I was wondering what to do with that crazy couple, an adult and an old person slowly came towards me.

After all, gangchon.

As it was a small and quiet town, rumors spread quickly like a stone thrown into a lake.

Everyone was wearing country clothes, but there was only one person.

A man wearing a Japanese office-like black suit walked over, yawning.

“Haaam~ What’s going on, Miss Nanase? Matoru-kun.”

“Teacher! A suspicious outsider came and was being interrogated.”

“Suspicious outsider?”

The gaze of the man, who was scratching his head as if he had just woken up, turned to me.

“Hmm. Very suspicious.”

“No!?”

“Then can I hear the reason why you came all the way to this village?”

“So! Sightseeing!!”

“It’s very suspicious. It’s to the point where you have to report it right away.”

“Are you going crazy?!”

“Are you a psychic?”

“First of all?”

“What is your grade?”

“… F grade.”

“Where is my cell phone?”

“Actually, I am S-rank, but I lied once.”

“Villagers. Surround the author while I reach out!!”

“I’m sorry! Actually, it’s grade A!!”

I hurriedly stroked the magic tattoo I had drawn on the back of my hand and summoned an A-class water spirit.

A spirit about 1 meter in size. It was only when the splash twirled around me that my doubts were relieved.

“This is actual practice, not practice!! Everyone, stay ready for battle!!”

“So!! No!!!”

It aroused even more suspicion.

After a long explanation, my doubts were finally resolved.

“It’s strange that you’re a tourist who walks all over Japan because you’re bored.”

“I hear it often.”

“You’re an asshole?”

“I know how to swear, right?”

“Ahaha. It’s a joke.”

The man in the suit smiled calmly and looked at me.

“I’m late to say hello. An E-class psychic belonging to the Psychic Association Kumamoto. This is Hachijo Yamada.”

“This is Jinsu Park. If it’s bothersome, Siu~! Please call me ”

“Siwoo?”

“Just call me whatever you feel comfortable with.”

“Okay, Mr. Park. Pronunciation is difficult for Koreans.”

‘It’s Park Sang~ in Japanese, but when translated into Korean, it looks like a guy I met on a hard work trip.’

I smiled and nodded, and Yamada took the lead and introduced me to the village.

“This is Kitagata’s department store.”

I looked at the building he was pointing at and it was a shabby two-story wooden house that was about to collapse.

“Not super?”

“It is also called that. It opens at 9 a.m. and closes at 6 p.m. Lunch time is from 11:00 to 1:00.”

“Are you an office worker?”

“The boss is the owner, but he doesn’t like working very much.”

“…”

After walking a few steps past the shabby supermarket, I came across another similar building.

“This is a hardware store. The boss is an F-level blacksmith, so he can make most agricultural tools and simple weapons.”

“Is it 9 TO 6 here?”

“That’s right.”

“Are you sure about the work-life balance?!”

Supermarkets and hardware stores. What comes next? Although I expected it.

“That’s the end.”

“There’s really nothing?!”

“If it weren’t for the Class B labyrinth, this village would have disappeared long ago.”

“Still, Labyrinth is B grade. Are there any other Class B superpowers?”

“There are a few psychics in the village, but they are all F-level. I’m the only one in class E.”

“What if you run away?”

“Everyone dies, right?”

“Irresponsible!!”

“What. It’s my job to report it before something like that happens.”

“After reporting?”

“You’ll run away, right?”

It won’t work.

There is not a single normal person!

“As you can see, it is a village with nothing. There are no inns or restaurants. It’s not too late, so I recommend going to another town, but the last bus is about to run out.”

“Congratulations. You are confirmed to be homeless today.”

“Isn’t there a single house where I can sleep?”

“I don’t think there is any house that would let a suspicious outsider I saw for the first time.”

“What about your house?”

“I also have no intention of letting a suspicious outsider sleep.”

“That’s too much!! what. While I’m here, I’d like to take a look at the B-class labyrinth.”

“Do whatever you feel comfortable with.”

“You don’t check or anything like that?”

“Do I really need to do it? Park is the only visitor to the labyrinth today, so if he comes out, it will be Park too. If you can’t come out, you’re dead inside.”

“It’s solid evidence.”

“If you really have to stay in the village, go into any empty house nearby and rest.”

“There will be no water or electricity, but you will be able to avoid rain and wind.”

“There will be a lot of rats, cockroaches, and spiders, but you can just chase them away.”

“Oh my, be kind!!”

Yamada walked back to his house, waving his hand as if he had done his job.

As I was in a daze, a girl and a boy who had seen me for the first time in the village approached me.

To be exact, a girl running blindly towards me.

“Hey! Nanase! It’s dangerous if you go alone!”

A boy following behind such a girl.

A girl stood in front of me with a pure smile, as if she was boasting about being from the countryside.

“Mister! Are you really a class A psychic?”

“Not uncle.”

“Then how old are you?”

“I’m 28 years old.”

“Wow! I thought you were 40!”

“You are always rude?”

“Hee hee! You’re Korean, but you speak Japanese well?”

“Don’t try to sneak around.”

When she stretched out her hand to hit the girl, a boy came up to her and grabbed the girl’s arm.

“Nanase! It’s dangerous!!”

If you just hear the voice, you’ll think it’s not a honey chestnut but a bamboo stick.

“By the way, you guys. What is your name?”

“No name to reveal to outsiders!”

“I am Nanase Kiramushi! This guy here is Masao Matoru!”

“Nanase! You idiot!!”

Our Matoru-kun struck Nanase-san in the back of the head.

“Aya! it hurts! Why are you hitting me?!”

“You get hit because you did something that deserves it!!”

“Yes, yes. Nanase-chan~ And Matoru-kun.”

“Wow~ Nanase-chan~ I feel bad~”

I tried to embody an otaku-like way of speaking to a Japanese girl, and it hit me like a dagger was flying at my chest.

I looked around for a moment to feel the numbness in my chest.

At first, the few villagers gathered together to be wary of me, but as soon as Hachijo Yamada, an E-class psychic, acknowledged me, their eyes disappeared.

Indifference, to be exact.

Matoru wants to ignore me, but he has no choice but to approach me because the girl he likes is showing interest in me.

“Uncle!”

“It’s not uncle.”

“Then uncle?”

“Why don’t the women around me call me oppa?”

“Do you like your brother?”

“Of course!!”

“You’re a pervert?”

“Why?!”

“Hee hee. It’s a joke. Oppa Park.”

“Damn Japan.”

While I was feeling sad and blaming the Japanese tongue for pronouncing jinsu as jjae~, Nanase stood in front of me with a big smile on his face.

“Anyway! What I showed you a little while ago! It’s a spirit, right?! Show me again!”

“Ah. This?”

I scratched the back of my hand and a splash appeared.

“Wow! Very pretty! The spirit that Grandma Shishiki summons is the size of a booger!”

“Heh. My splash says it too. Right?”

[I am not a toy, master.]

“Aaaaa!! I really said it! sister! It’s cool!!”

“Is the spirit your older sister from the beginning?!”

I sighed and waved my hand, and the splash that was about a meter long shrunk in size and sat on my shoulder.

“Oh my god! It even got smaller! You’re amazing, Splash unnie!!”

[…Hmph.]

Cheombeong smiled sinisterly as if he was happy at the continuous compliments.

I walked down the street laughing at the combination of the two people.

After only a few steps, the village came to an end.

I entered the forest, stepping on a dirt floor that had not been properly finished.

“If you keep doing this, you will follow me to the labyrinth?”

“A~ I’m not going into the labyrinth~ I don’t want to die yet.”

“Is it okay to follow an outsider you don’t know?”

“Park looks kind of okay.”

“Do you think I’m that handsome, considerate, and kind??”

“No? Looks like a slut! Good guy!”

Due to his constant rudeness, I punched Nanase in the forehead without realizing it.

After passing through a forest where nature was preserved as is, a labyrinth gate was slowly dancing between the large trees.

“It’s really neglected. That guy named Yamada manages it, right?”

“Yes. Once a week, after lunch, I go into the mountain for a walk and look at the gate.”

“There is no separate amount? Then, I’ll take a look at the labyrinth.”

“Yes. Be careful.”

“Are you worried about me?”

“When an outsider who has been here for a long time suddenly dies, the bed becomes a mess.”

“You should learn to be considerate.”

As I entered through the gate, I was greeted by a wide field and the black night sky.

It was night, as if the axis of time was different, but the large moon was twinkling, illuminating the surroundings.

In addition to the moon, countless stars twinkled like the Milky Way and decorated the sky.

Unlike the chilly winter on Earth, many colorful and pretty flowers were blooming as if it were spring.

The hot feeling disappeared only after I took off the fur robe I was wearing.

“It’s so pretty, but why isn’t it popular?”

No matter how remote the area is, if you hire an earth magic psychic and a construction psychic for a few days, you can easily make it to the highway level.

It seemed like it would grow into a tourist destination if buildings were built and infrastructure was established.

I tilted my head and looked around.

I found out why it wasn’t popular nearby.

This is the forest of spirits.

The B-class spirit that appears.

She has a creepy appearance, half her face covered with long hair like a virgin ghost, and nails as sharp as knives.

The worst spirit that hides in the shadows and surprises people.

“It was a spirit of darkness, damn it!!”