Chapter 119 – Episode 119
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? “I think it would be easier to deceive if I said I was a geologist or a labyrinthologist?”
As the woman scanned my body with suspicious eyes, I also scanned her body.
The skin color was dark like a country person’s, but rather than being repulsive, it was a skin full of health.
Even though she is wearing loose-fitting clothes, she has big breasts and a sturdy body with actual muscles.
‘Not bad.’
Her face was that of an ordinary woman, but her body was good, so she was edible.
“So. What is your real purpose here? “If you don’t tell me.”
The woman also seemed to have supernatural powers and created objects out of thin air.
A long stick and a sharp thing on the end.
I thought it was a window and tried to keep my distance.
“… A hoe?”
It was a hoe used to till the land.
“Don’t change your mind.”
“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.
In the midst of the undiminished distance, a new man has approached.
“What’s going on, Nanase?”
“They said this person is a traveler.”
“Uh. I doubt that. Should I report it first?”
“Why on earth?!”
The man laughed 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?”
“Maybe there is!?”
When I was wondering what to do with that crazy couple, an adult and an old person slowly came towards me.
After all, Kangchon.
As it was a small and quiet town, the rumor 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 tangled head as if he had just woken up, turned towards me.
“Hmm. “I highly doubt it.”
“Why not!?”
“Then can I hear the reason why you came all the way to this village?”
“Therefore! Tourism!!”
“It’s very suspicious. “It’s to the point where we need to report it right away.”
“Are you going crazy?!”
“Are you a psychic?”
“What about first?”
“What is your grade?”
“… F grade.”
“Where was my cell phone?”
“Actually, I’m S-rank, but I lied once.”
“Villagers. Surround the author while I contact him!!”
“Sorry! In fact, it’s grade A!!”
I quickly 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. When the splash twirled around me, only then did my doubts go away.
“It’s not practice, it’s actual combat!! Everyone, stay ready for battle!!”
“Therefore!! “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 too, 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 that.”
“Siwoo?”
“Just call me whatever you want.”
“I understand, Mr. Park. “It’s difficult for Koreans to pronounce.”
‘In Japanese, it’s Park Sang~, but when translated into Korean, it looks like a guy I met on the road.’
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.
“It’s not super?”
“They call it that too. It opens at 9 a.M. And closes at 6 p.M. “Lunch time is from 11 a.M. To 1 p.M.”
“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? I expected it.
“It’s over.”
“There really is nothing?!”
“If it weren’t for the B-class labyrinth, this village would have disappeared a long time ago.”
“Still, Labyrinth is B-grade. “Aren’t there any other Class B psychics?”
“There are a few psychics in the village, but they are all F-level. “I’m the only one in class E.”
“What if I run away?”
“We’re all going to die, right?”
“Irresponsible!!”
“What. “It is my role to report something like that before it happens.”
“What after reporting it?”
“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 now, 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’s 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 a 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 also be Park. “If you can’t come out, you’re dead inside.”
“It’s solid evidence.”
“If you must stay in the village, go and rest in any empty house nearby.”
“You won’t have 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 gosh, be kind!!”
Yamada waved his hand as if he had done his job and walked to his house.
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 more precise, a girl running blindly towards me.
“Hey! Nanase! It’s dangerous if you go alone!”
A boy following behind such a girl.
She stood in front of me with a pure smile, as if a girl was boasting about her country origins.
“Mister! “Are you really a class A psychic?”
“It’s not you.”
“Then how old are you?”
“I’m 28.”
“And! “I thought she was 40!”
“Are you always rude?”
“Hi-Hi! “You’re Korean, but you speak Japanese well?”
“Don’t try to sneak around.”
When she stretched out her hand, wanting to hit her, the boy approached her and grabbed her arm.
“Nanase! It’s dangerous!!”
If you just hear your voice, you’ll think I’m hitting you with a bamboo stick rather than a honey chestnut.
“Anyway, you guys. “What’s your name?”
“No name to reveal to outsiders!”
“I’m Nanase Kiramushi! This guy here is Masao Matoru!”
“Nanase! “You idiot!!”
Our Matoru-kun hit Miss Nanase in the back of the head.
“Aya! It hurts! Why are you hitting me?!”
“I got hit because I did something that deserved it!!”
“Okay, okay. Nanase-chan~ and Matoru-kun.”
“Wow~ Nanase-chan, I feel bad~”
I tried to embody the otaku-like way of speaking to a Japanese girl, and it struck her in the chest.
I looked around for a moment to grab her numb chest.
At first, the few villagers gathered together to be wary of me, but as soon as Hachijo Yamada, an E-class psychic, recognized me, their eyes disappeared.
To be exact, indifference.
I want to ignore Matoru, but she has no choice but to approach me because the girl she likes is showing interest in me.
“Mister!”
“It’s not you.”
“Then uncle?”
“Why don’t the surrounding women call me oppa?”
“Do you like my brother?”
“Of course!!”
“You’re a pervert?”
“Why?!”
“Hi-Hi. It’s a joke. “Oppa Park.”
“Damn Japan.”
While I was feeling sad and blaming the tongues of the Japanese for pronouncing jinsoo as jjae~, Nanase stood in front of me with a big smile.
“By the way! What I showed you a little while ago! It’s a spirit, right?! Show me again!”
“Ah. “This?”
When she scratched the back of her hand, 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.]
“Aaaaah!! I really said it! Sister! It’s cool!!”
“Is the spirit your older sister from the beginning?!”
I sighed and lifted 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 sis!!”
[… Hmph.]
Cheombeong smiled sinisterly as if he was happy at the continuous praise.
I walked down the street laughing at the combination of the two people.
After only walking a few steps, the village was over.
I entered the forest, stepping on the poorly finished dirt floor.
“I’m going to follow you to the labyrinth like this?”
“Hey, I’m not going into the labyrinth. I don’t want to die yet.”
“Is it okay to follow an outsider I don’t know?”
“Oppa Park looks kind of okay.”
“Do you think I’m that good-looking, considerate, and kind?”
“No? It’s like a hogu! 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.”
“Isn’t there a specific amount? Then, I’ll go take a look at the labyrinth.”
“Yes. Be careful.”
“Are you worried?”
“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 twinkled and illuminated 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 created.
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.
A creepy appearance with long hair that covers half of the face 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!!”
