Chiyu Mahou no Machigatta Tsukaikata ~Senjou wo Kakeru Kaifuku Youin~ Chapter 7
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Chapter 7
It was now night time in this dangerous forest . I was resting on the branch of a tree in just my underpants .
It’s been a few hours since the sun went down . Judging from my growling stomach, I would say it’s about 8-9PM .
My surroundings were pitch black so I was relying on the moonlight to see . Fortunately, compared to my former world’s moon, the moon here was several times larger and gave off more light as well . I could hear piercing cries in the distance, possibly from nocturnal monsters .
“…Guess I can’t start a fire . “
There was a possibility of monsters noticing the fire after all . Then again, I did consider that some might be afraid of it instead .
Inside the rucksack was portable food, a canteen the size of a PET bottle, a knife with a 20 cm blade, and lastly, a pen and notebook . That is to say, there weren’t any tools for starting fires .
Even so, I never expected that it would mainly be portable food inside… I won’t have to worry about hunger with this much, but was this really okay?
“No, it’s not okay . “
Lost in my own thoughts, I ended up talking to myself .
I was sitting on a very thick branch . It was certainly very strong since it could support both me and the heavy rucksack .
I had to run for about 3 hours before I could get away from the Grand Grizzly and Blue Grizzlys . I was able to hide but I wasn’t able to completely lose the bears . I was wondering why but I arrived at the conclusion that they were following me by my scent .
With that in mind, I considered washing away my scent and began searching for a place with water . Before long I found a place with a waterfall and jumped in without hesitation .
As a result, the bears scattered but my clothes were drenched .
“…”
What should I do now? The goal was to hunt a Grand Grizzly, but no matter how confident I was in my physical ability, I still didn’t feel capable of making full use of it .
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If that’s the case, what should I do?
“At the moment, I can use…”
A knife, a notebook, and a pen . For the time being, I put on my still-wet trousers and holstered the knife on my belt .
“To defeat your opponent, you must first know them… The pen is mightier than the sword, or so they say . “
For now I should make some plans, the place where I am at right now will be my basecamp . Fortunately, there’s a river close by this place . I was concerned there might be parasites but in these circumstances, I can only pray that it isn’t the case .
“It’s a bad omen… but… I’ll show that I can overcome it . “
I used some lesser healing magic on my body and started to get some rest . Oops, before that I should— I pulled out the knife from my belt and plunged it onto the tree I was on .
“The first day…”
Being thrown into the forest, one lone man’s fight was about to begin .
The next morning, I rose early and had tough, chewy portable food for breakfast, washing it down with water from the canteen . After putting on a T-shirt and long pants, and making sure my equipment was in order, I set off to the depths of the forest while keeping my head down . My pen and notebook was also tucked away such that I could easily take them out at any time .
“…Where is this?”
Marking the trees I passed with my knife, I inspected my surroundings . Right before I set off, I washed my body in the river again so wouldn’t need to worry about scent… Or at least I’d like to think so, but it’d be pointless if I got spotted again .
“…”
There were many monsters in the forest besides the Grand Grizzly and Blue Grizzlys . I haven’t seen any monsters besides those two yet . Well, even if I didn’t want to, I’ll probably encounter others soon enough .
“…! This is…”
There were three deep gashes on a tree; a trace of a large creature with claws . From the size of the claw marks, it’s highly possible that the Grand Grizzly from yesterday made these . I’ll have to be even more careful in this area then . .
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“!?”
A gasagasa sound rustled from the bushes in front of me .
Is something there?
Carefully approaching the bush, I pulled out my knife as a precaution . I briskly wiped the sweat from my forehead . If it’s something really ferocious, I’m running away immediately .
Gulp . I held my knife in a reverse grip and pushed my way through—
“Kyuu…”
A black furball appeared .
“What is thi… is that a rabbit?”
The furball before me was in fact a wild black rabbit, its ears stood up like antennas . This type of rabbit wasn’t mentioned in the book Rose passed to me .
It was lying down on the ground and looked at me with its big red eyes . Large, round… cute eyes . Its adorable appearance swayed my heart but I could also see that it had difficulty moving .
“Are you hurt?”
“Kyu . “
The rabbit nodded in assent .
I won’t bother asking why you can understand me . This is another world, there’s no point bringing over common sense from my former world .
Let’s see where you’re injured . . I approached the rabbit’s side, on its foot was a gash, possibly done by a monster .
“Stay still alright?”
A pale green light emitted from my hand, I held it close to the wound on its hind foot . A few seconds passed and I moved my hand away, the wound disappeared without a trace . These are the results of my training . Although I mostly used it on myself, it would seem that healing someone else was much faster .
Considering this, I was once again surprised by how unbelievable this magic is .
“It’s been healed . Don’t get yourself hurt like this again . “
I left the rabbit alone . I considered bringing it back home because of its adorable appearance but my objective was to subjugate a Grand Grizzly— I don’t have the luxury of getting too distracted .
However, the rabbit approached me as I left . Without saying anything, the rabbit just kept following me… Eh, what’s this?
“Hey hey, if you stick with me you’re going to get attacked by a Grand Grizzly, you know? Or do you know where the Grand Grizzly is?”
“…Kyu . “
The rabbit shook its head but indicated me to follow and took off . I followed it, there’s no harm seeing where it was leading . Somehow, I felt like I could place my trust in this rabbit— there wasn’t any reason for it, I just felt that way .
“Kyu—!”
Pyonpyon . As the rabbit made such sounds jumping and advancing through the forest, I noticed both of its antenna-like ears were pointing in a direction .
…Those ears, do they act like a radar or something?
While thinking that, I chased after it for a good 10 minutes . Suddenly, the nimble rabbit came to a halt .
“What’s happening?”
“Kyu kyu . “
“Uwa! W-what is it?”
The rabbit abruptly landed on my shoulder with its feet .
Its black fur tickled the bottom of my neck . Other than that, there was its weight, well it wasn’t particularly heavy . What’s with this little one? You’re way too cute .
The rabbit’s ears bent forward and seemed to be hinting at something .
“Kyu . “
“…Take a look in front?”
As expected, this rabbit seems to understand my words . But since you’re cute, I’ll forgive you .
Pushing my way forward through the vegetation, I saw two Blue Grizzlys in a dark cave .
…Eeh!?
“OH—”
I held down my own mouth . If I shout here, I’d give away my position . That cave seems to be their den .
To the rabbit on my shoulder, I said to it in a small voice,
“…Thanks for the help . “
To my words, the rabbit acted in an embarrassed manner and started grooming itself . You shy little thing…
Seeing as I’ve found their cave, I took out my pen and notebook .
“Kyu?”
“Nn, you’re asking what this is?”
It’s unlikely I’d easily win if I fought a bear head on . If that’s the case, there’s no choice but to aim for the opponent’s openings . If so—
“Observation diary . “
Come, the diary where one risks their life begins now…!!
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"𝗛𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗼 𝗱𝗮𝗿𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝗱𝗶𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗺𝗶𝘀𝘀 𝗺𝗲?"Meet Klaus mikaelsons wife, Leah Estrid Mikaelson. She was the definition of beautiful and everyone knew it, including her husband of a Thousand years. She hadn't seen her husband in over fifty years. What do you think will happen when Leah comes back and her husband is having a child with another woman. How do you think always will react when she knows her husband has broken their promise?
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