An active hunter from Hokkaido was thrown into another world - Chapter 95
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An active hunter from Hokkaido was thrown into another world
Chapter 95 Everyone is tsundere
Saran wipes her sword and sheathes it.
I also press the shell latch of my beloved shotgun, the M870, and take out the remaining shells one by one…
“Blan-san, are you okay? Did you get hurt anywhere?”
“I’m fine.”
…
Blan-san, who was lying down, slowly gets up.
“Oh, I’m so hungry.”
Ahahaha!
Lunchtime hasn’t come yet, right?
Sitting down together, we space out for a moment, when we hear distant thuds.
“I wonder what’s happening.”
“Probably that Dino-Dragon causing havoc in the city. That’s the sound of magic.”
“It’s quite scary.”
“They brought it upon themselves. Let them deal with their own mess.”
“That’s true.”
“Yeah, let’s just stay out of this mess.”
Saran stretches with a sigh while saying that.
“What a terrible country it was. But if this can make the citizens even slightly fed up with the country’s ways, perhaps this country could change.”
“I hope so…”
They’re proud zombie soldiers and summoning magic were completely ineffective against just one hero.
Many citizens witnessed that directly. If only they could realize what the country is doing is wrong…
Blan-san draws his sword.
“… But it’s a great sword. It’s surprising that it doesn’t break no matter what you do to it.”
“For regular humans, it definitely wouldn’t break, but for a hero, it might.”
Well, it’s a crowbar.
Even if we hook it onto something heavy and pull it up with two people, it won’t bend, because it’s a crowbar.
“Well, I cast weapon enhancement magic, you know. But even with that, a sword that’s meant to break will still break. Swordsmen like us are always seeking unbreakable swords.”
“It’s your promise with Doulsan, right? Return it properly, okay?”
Saran adds with a persuasive tone.
“I know, I know. It’s just that I’m a bit attached to it.”
Saying that, Blan-san gazes at the sword for a while.
…
After changing into commoner’s clothes, we walked to a nearby riverside and camped there for another night. Then, using Blan-san’s teleportation magic after his mana had sufficiently recovered, we returned to Tokor Village all at once.
“How did it go?”
“I managed to save my life somehow. Thanks to this sword.”
Saying that, Blan-san returns the sword to the blacksmith Doulsan
“I slew two Dino-Dragons. Quite an accomplishment.”
“Dino-Dragons!? You fought against those!?”
Doulsan ‘s eyes widen.
Well, it’s quite surprising.
“Ah, Shin, can I talk to you for a moment?”
“Sure.”
The two of us step back into the workshop.
“Can you get another one of those iron bars?”
“Why?”
“I lent that sword to the hero, but somehow, I don’t really like it. It’s garbage. I want to remake it.”
“Why not just repair it?”
“There are a few things I want to test out. Can we somehow get another one?”
Grinning, grinning.
“… What is it?”
“Do you know the term ‘tsundere’?”
“I’ve never heard of that word.”
From my magic bag, I take out another one of those crowbar and hand it to Doulsan.
“Thanks, I appreciate it!”
Doulsan leaves the crowbar and returns to the hero.
“Oh, about that sword. It’s a failed work. I just can’t get attached to it. If you want it, take it.”
“Are you serious?”
“Yeah, but in return, make sure you protect the world properly.”
Why is it so odd like this? They could’ve just said something like, “It’s an honor for a craftsman to have a hero use their creation,” or something like that. Look, even Saran is grinning. Honestly…
“It will be my pleasure.”
With an oddly solemn demeanor, Blan-san bows his head.
We’re at the pier by the river in Tokor Village.
We’re about to return to the village with the canoe we’ve tied and River Dolphin-kun. This is where we part ways.
“It’s rather impolite to give something like this at this point, but take it.”
Saying so, he hands over a leather pouch. Well, it’s probably filled with gold coins.
“If this is considered a reward for hunters this time…”
I accept without hesitation. Refusing would be impolite.
“Your strength is incredible. Reliable. But the more we rely on you, the more trouble we bring upon you.”
That’s true.
If our abilities were exposed, there’s no doubt our lifespans would shorten significantly.
We would never be happier than we are now.
“… We probably won’t meet again. You two, live happily in the Elven Village.”
“Of course, we will. Don’t worry about that.”
“I’ll be taking all the credit for this achievement.”
“That’s perfectly fine. It’s just how it always goes.”
Blan-san extends his right hand.
“If there’s ever a situation where the real Demon Lord is revived, I promise to help protect the Elven Village. I swear.”
“Yes, please do.”
“And I’ll do my best to ensure you don’t get caught up in major events anymore!”
I firmly grasp Blan-san’s hand.
“Saran-san too.”
Saying that, he shake hands with Saran.
“You have an amazing husband. Never let him go.”
“Naturally. He’s a handful.”
Saran, you…
“Well, we’ve been through a lot. Thank you so much!”
With those words, Hero Blanversh disappears.
Phew, I always end up like this, don’t I?
“Shin-nnnn!”
“Yes…”
“Just this time, okay?”
“Yes!”
Well, it seems I can’t outdo a Hunter’s wife after all.
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※1. Hunters and Their Wives
Throughout Japan, the greatest obstacle for hunters is not government offices or the police, but their wives.
For any typical hunter’s wife, there’s no way she’d be comfortable with the idea of her husband carrying a firearm and roaming the mountains to shoot wild animals. Without a doubt, every single one of them thinks, “I wish he would retire from such a hobby immediately.” The fear is real; accidents can cause injuries or even death. Carrying a firearm is inherently scary, and then there’s the matter of bringing back animal carcasses and messily dismantling them in the yard. It’s about serving unappetizing meat and having police officers stop by the house during permit renewals, causing curious neighbors to gather and speculate. Above all, it’s an expense that can’t be ignored. One must admit that as far as hobbies go, being a hunter’s wife is as awful as it gets.
Hunters understand the importance of making their families understand these aspects while also keeping their wives happy. This goes without saying.