When I was in the eighth grade , if the number one thing I wanted to say at least once in my life was 『It’s a ceiling I don’t know』 the second thing I wanted to say was… ❝T/N: The author talks about Chunnibyou or 8th grade syndrome.❞
「Status open.」
It was only a year or two ago, but it’s so embarrassing. ……
Incidentally, third place was 『I’ll take care of the rest』. The fourth place was 『My left hand is aching』, and the fifth place was 『I’ll just have to destroy the world』. No, I’m really sorry I was born. I want to make my black history as soon as possible. ……
However, with such a voice, something that looked like a status window came out firmly in front of me, so I couldn’t be crushed, or what to do, I had no choice but to hold my head. If I myself am a 〈Hero〉 or a 〈Demon King〉, what should I do …
「By the way—」
I came up with the idea, and while holding my head, I examined the whole body.
I’m sure that I hit the truck. I remember the impact, followed by intense pain all over my body, and my consciousness going into a daze. After that, I remember sinking into a deep, dark abyss.
But then a status window appeared in front of me, so I’m pretty sure that’s it. I’ve been reincarnated into another world, or perhaps I’ve been transferred.
「Fufufu… …」
I couldn’t help but let out a dry laugh.
I wouldn’t have believed it if I hadn’t been experiencing it in the present.
I pinched my cheek to see if it hurt. It hurts. I slap it with both hands. It still hurt.
There was a possibility that it was just a dream that was too vast to feel pain. It seems like a game when a window appears in the first place. However, even if this is just a dream, even if it’s a very real game, I guess I’ll just have to survive in this other world until I wake up. At any rate, I’m still in my school clothes (winter uniform), with no equipment whatsoever. Unless you have some kind of cheat, you’ll have no choice but to run for your life even if a small monster appears.
「Well, it can’t be helped. Do you want to go out with me?」
As if he had fallen into curry in the blink of an eye.
It’s a characteristic of mine that I switch gears very quickly. It’s a waste of time to keep worrying about it.
Anyway, I don’t know how it works, but I should be thankful that I’m still alive despite the head-on collision with the truck. Thank you, God.
「Now, the important thing is the status…」
I quickly glanced at the window.
＝＝＝＝＝
Name: Kanagaki Robun
Affiliation: None
Gender: Male
Age: 16 years old
Tags: good
(Note: He’s just like a stone lying around. He’ll die soon anyway.)
Total Level: «1»
Race: Human
Race Level: «1»
Occupation: Cook Apprentice
Occupation Level: «1»
Arts Level: «0» (not equipped with any weapons)
Skill Level: «1»
Status: (Very weak. About the size of a snot(booger). Details are omitted.)
Arts: None (*Weapon not equipped)
Skill: Curry
Abilities: Connoisseur Level «1» (specific to the chef), Language Translation Level «1» (can speak the common language of the As continent)
＝＝＝＝＝
「Wait a minute, you bastard!」
I immediately swore at the god I had just thanked.
What do you mean by 『like a stone』 or 『you’ll die soon anyway』?
No, it’s true that I might have died instantly after hitting the truck, but…. Have a little compassion for the dead. It’s too much of a black joke, after all.
Also, looking at my status in detail, they are no better than Dragon Quest’s 〈Slime〉, or even worse, as weak as Daphnia Pulex, and even if I had weapons, I would have a hard time defeating the small monsters(small fry). …… What if this plateau is not a beginner’s field? Will I die soon?
In the first place. Normally, if you move to another world like this, your profession will be a 〈Hero〉 or a 〈Demon King〉, right? Why 〈Cook〉? Moreover, as an apprentice, ‹Level 1› ? Where the hell is the cheat?!
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
What is the 〈Curry〉 skill?
I put my hand on my forehead and let out a big sigh.
Oh, right. That’s it. I remembered. I think it was something like a question and answer session in the dark.
It was dark and I was in a daze, so I don’t remember exactly what happened, but someone asked me, 『Do you want power?』. I wanted to eat curry without answering. Was it?
Could that have been an encounter with God?
Is that the most important scene in the so-called other world transfer?
「Yeah. ……」
I mean, come on. If so, please say so.
In the first place, it is strange at the time when God is in the dark and does not come out. Is it kind of Evil God?
Isn’t there usually a cute goddess in charge of these things? And what about her smug reply to the question, 『I want curry, then give it to me!』. I don’t know about the smug reply.
「Hmm? That? Hey … wait.」
I tilted my head slightly at that.
That’s right. It’s true that the God-like being said, 『I’ll give it to you』.
But if you’re talking about a different world where you say 『Status Open』 and a window pops up…
I gulped down my spit, and then said firmly.
「〈Curry〉」
At that moment—
Dopyu A little bit of curry soup came out of my right fingertip. At the same time, I heard what sounded like a bell ringing.
It sounded a lot like the doorbell of my favorite curry shop. I suddenly felt nostalgic and couldn’t help but exclaim, 『Oh!』 Well, I guess I’m not so easy. Anyway, I looked at the window again.
When I looked at the window again, the total level and so on went up by one to «6».
It seems that using the skill earlier had already raised my skill level by one. So I guess the level up depends on the number of times you use the skill. Also, it seems that the total level is the sum of race, profession, arts and skill level. So, now that I’m leveled up, my skills section says
＝＝＝＝＝
Skill: Curry (Indian-style Chicken Curry, Thai-style Pork curry, Weekly Curry)
＝＝＝＝＝
And then it was added.
Hmmm… So, here we go again.
「Thai-style Pork Curry.」
Dopyu!
The moment a little soup came out of my fingertips, I opened my mouth well.
Ugh. Spicy. But beyond the spiciness, the aroma and flavor of the spices were so concentrated that I almost burst into tears, at the taste of that restaurant that I hadn’t tasted in a long time.
Oh …… I can die with no regrets now ……
Don’t tell anyone that I thought that.
No, it’s probably because I was so immersed in sentimentality like that. ……
At that time, I had no way of knowing that the real death was just behind me.
When I was in the eighth grade , if the number one thing I wanted to say at least once in my life was 『It’s a ceiling I don’t know』 the second thing I wanted to say was… ❝T/N: The author talks about Chunnibyou or 8th grade syndrome.❞
「Status open.」
It was only a year or two ago, but it’s so embarrassing. ……
Incidentally, third place was 『I’ll take care of the rest』. The fourth place was 『My left hand is aching』, and the fifth place was 『I’ll just have to destroy the world』. No, I’m really sorry I was born. I want to make my black history as soon as possible. ……
However, with such a voice, something that looked like a status window came out firmly in front of me, so I couldn’t be crushed, or what to do, I had no choice but to hold my head. If I myself am a 〈Hero〉 or a 〈Demon King〉, what should I do …
「By the way—」
I came up with the idea, and while holding my head, I examined the whole body.
I’m sure that I hit the truck. I remember the impact, followed by intense pain all over my body, and my consciousness going into a daze. After that, I remember sinking into a deep, dark abyss.
But then a status window appeared in front of me, so I’m pretty sure that’s it. I’ve been reincarnated into another world, or perhaps I’ve been transferred.
「Fufufu… …」
I couldn’t help but let out a dry laugh.
I wouldn’t have believed it if I hadn’t been experiencing it in the present.
I pinched my cheek to see if it hurt. It hurts. I slap it with both hands. It still hurt.
There was a possibility that it was just a dream that was too vast to feel pain. It seems like a game when a window appears in the first place. However, even if this is just a dream, even if it’s a very real game, I guess I’ll just have to survive in this other world until I wake up. At any rate, I’m still in my school clothes (winter uniform), with no equipment whatsoever. Unless you have some kind of cheat, you’ll have no choice but to run for your life even if a small monster appears.
「Well, it can’t be helped. Do you want to go out with me?」
As if he had fallen into curry in the blink of an eye.
It’s a characteristic of mine that I switch gears very quickly. It’s a waste of time to keep worrying about it.
Anyway, I don’t know how it works, but I should be thankful that I’m still alive despite the head-on collision with the truck. Thank you, God.
「Now, the important thing is the status…」
I quickly glanced at the window.
＝＝＝＝＝
Name: Kanagaki Robun
Affiliation: None
Gender: Male
Age: 16 years old
Tags: good
(Note: He’s just like a stone lying around. He’ll die soon anyway.)
Total Level: «1»
Race: Human
Race Level: «1»
Occupation: Cook Apprentice
Occupation Level: «1»
Arts Level: «0» (not equipped with any weapons)
Skill Level: «1»
Status: (Very weak. About the size of a snot(booger). Details are omitted.)
Arts: None (*Weapon not equipped)
Skill: Curry
Abilities: Connoisseur Level «1» (specific to the chef), Language Translation Level «1» (can speak the common language of the As continent)
＝＝＝＝＝
「Wait a minute, you bastard!」
I immediately swore at the god I had just thanked.
What do you mean by 『like a stone』 or 『you’ll die soon anyway』?
No, it’s true that I might have died instantly after hitting the truck, but…. Have a little compassion for the dead. It’s too much of a black joke, after all.
Also, looking at my status in detail, they are no better than Dragon Quest’s 〈Slime〉, or even worse, as weak as Daphnia Pulex, and even if I had weapons, I would have a hard time defeating the small monsters(small fry). …… What if this plateau is not a beginner’s field? Will I die soon?
In the first place. Normally, if you move to another world like this, your profession will be a 〈Hero〉 or a 〈Demon King〉, right? Why 〈Cook〉? Moreover, as an apprentice, ‹Level 1› ? Where the hell is the cheat?!
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
What is the 〈Curry〉 skill?
I put my hand on my forehead and let out a big sigh.
Oh, right. That’s it. I remembered. I think it was something like a question and answer session in the dark.
It was dark and I was in a daze, so I don’t remember exactly what happened, but someone asked me, 『Do you want power?』. I wanted to eat curry without answering. Was it?
Could that have been an encounter with God?
Is that the most important scene in the so-called other world transfer?
「Yeah. ……」
I mean, come on. If so, please say so.
In the first place, it is strange at the time when God is in the dark and does not come out. Is it kind of Evil God?
Isn’t there usually a cute goddess in charge of these things? And what about her smug reply to the question, 『I want curry, then give it to me!』. I don’t know about the smug reply.
「Hmm? That? Hey … wait.」
I tilted my head slightly at that.
That’s right. It’s true that the God-like being said, 『I’ll give it to you』.
But if you’re talking about a different world where you say 『Status Open』 and a window pops up…
I gulped down my spit, and then said firmly.
「〈Curry〉」
At that moment—
Dopyu A little bit of curry soup came out of my right fingertip. At the same time, I heard what sounded like a bell ringing.
It sounded a lot like the doorbell of my favorite curry shop. I suddenly felt nostalgic and couldn’t help but exclaim, 『Oh!』 Well, I guess I’m not so easy. Anyway, I looked at the window again.
When I looked at the window again, the total level and so on went up by one to «6».
It seems that using the skill earlier had already raised my skill level by one. So I guess the level up depends on the number of times you use the skill. Also, it seems that the total level is the sum of race, profession, arts and skill level. So, now that I’m leveled up, my skills section says
＝＝＝＝＝
Skill: Curry (Indian-style Chicken Curry, Thai-style Pork curry, Weekly Curry)
＝＝＝＝＝
And then it was added.
Hmmm… So, here we go again.
「Thai-style Pork Curry.」
Dopyu!
The moment a little soup came out of my fingertips, I opened my mouth well.
Ugh. Spicy. But beyond the spiciness, the aroma and flavor of the spices were so concentrated that I almost burst into tears, at the taste of that restaurant that I hadn’t tasted in a long time.
Oh …… I can die with no regrets now ……
Don’t tell anyone that I thought that.
No, it’s probably because I was so immersed in sentimentality like that. ……
At that time, I had no way of knowing that the real death was just behind me.
