I stand up from the corner of the plaza I’ve been sitting on. In the plaza there were people with a lot of free time just like me, I had erased my presence so no one would notice me. While I was thinking plenty of time passed, but is it too early to return to the inn? Should I go watch the minstrel on the opposite side of the plaza?
While passing through the center of the plaza I need to pay attention. Because carriages are going by, if you walk absentmindedly you could be hit by a horse and might happen that you reincarnate into yet another world. And also there’s horse shit dropped on the ground. There’s people going around cleaning and it’s left pretty clean, but still caution is necessary. Those people do it angrily while walking. One time I was nearly hit.
The minstrel was a young man around 20 years old, his face is pretty normal. A wide hat with a white feather and dark green mantle. He is sitting on a sheet of something like leather spread on the ground, slowly strumming a melody with a small guitar, no, maybe a lute?
“Do you have any request?”
Noticing me approaching he asked. You want me to make a request, huh. And to give you a tip. It seemed fine to be listening with nothing but an uninterested face, however a timid Japanese guy was there. I can’t act so shameless like others.
“Some cheerful tune, please.”
Saying so, I put a copper coin tip into the wooden bowl. A copper coin equivalent to 100 yen, but it’s the thought that counts, the thought. Putting the money, I settled down on a spot a bit away and the minstrel started singing to the beat of his lute, different to the tune he was strumming until now.
As expected from a pro, he’s got a good voice. The story is about a young man who rushed out of his home town and became a merchant and was successful in life? Despite hardships and failures, in the end with success he became rich. Get a cute wife and lived in a huge house. Yeah, sounds like the kind of aspiration people anywhere have.
I sat like that and listened to more tunes. When I added another tip for the third time, the audience had increased and the minstrel too seems to have stepped up too. Besides mine he received many tips and sung like he was extremely happy.
However honestly speaking it was subtle. The voice was good, the instrumental skills should be good, but there were many songs that were monotonously lax. There were many songs that would have sold if they were released in Japan, but overall they felt a bit unsatisfactory. In relation to music, it doesn’t seem it has developed as much here.
I miss Japan’s anime and popular songs. I’d want to introduce at least a song to them, but unfortunately I’m not as skillful in singing. I can’t play an instrument either. I know many songs that people would find interesting even if they were sung poorly, but I don’t like to stand out. And as expected I won’t be saving the world by singing. [TL: Nope, no stopping wars between humans and aliens with your singing.]
Finally I reached it. Besides fighting there are extremely few alternatives. No matter the way, I’ll return to Japan after 20 years. I won’t say there’s no meaning to money making, but at least in the present I feel like if I don’t prioritize getting stronger first, I’ll end up dead.
However, what did he mean that it’s OK if I don’t go save the world? He said it’s a Skills test and by me giving reports and feedback, is he investing in the likely winner? It’s probable. That’s why, he might have chosen a not very useful human being like me. I’m certain he said it that time. That only people with aptitude would be caught by that job offer.
That is right. If he wanted to save the world, it would be better if he brought along someone stronger and more eager. Yeah, that’s right. I don’t need to do anything. If I think how to survive and live this 20 years, Surely everything will end up alright.
Suddenly I noticed the spectators already left. It seems I was spacing out a bit. The minstrel was counting the clinking money earned.
“Thank you for listening to me till the end today.”
Yeah, I gave him around 4 tips. But only one copper coin each time, even so that could buy two cheap meals. It’s not a trivial amount of money.
“How was my singing?
“Umm. You would say about so-so.”
“That’s harsh, eh.”
The minstrel said with a wry smile. Actually he’s at the level of winning an amateur singing contest. If compared to a good professional singer on Earth, at any rate he would lose though.
“But I have to agree with that. I think I’m not so bad myself, but I’m not to the level to be featured in a theater.”
The minstrel has his hardships too.
“I have composed some original pieces, but they are rather unsuccessful.”
“Should I teach you pieces from my home town?”
Suddenly I had the idea and tried to mention it. Of course I’m teaching him anime songs.
“Really? What kind?”
Let’s sing enthusiastically the opening theme of a famous robot anime. Naturally it’s in Japanese. As expected I can’t sing a skillful imitation in the local language.
“Wait a second. One more time. Please, one more time.”
As requested by the minstrel who prepared notes, I sing it several times.
“I don’t understand the language, but it’s an heroic piece, right?”
“Yeah. This one is about warriors going to war.”
“The meanings…?”
Using the notes taken by the minstrel, the lyrics are translated into Razgrad World’s language. Of course the robot’s name remained as it is. In order to not make any mistakes, it was repeatedly taught the precise and accurate pronunciation. If a Japanese person comes after me to this world. It would surprise him if he heard it somewhere!
Taking the opportunity I also taught him many songs like the ending theme, sequels and movies. The minstrel was really delighted.
“But, is it OK for me to use it?”
“Yeah. If the people from my home town heard these songs in a foreign land they’d cry out of joy.”
“If that’s the case.”
“Good luck and spread them if you become famous.”
“Thank you! I’ll do my best!”
Certainly do your best, I wish anime songs are spread in this other world. And I want to surprise the next Japanese person that comes.
While keeping company to the minstrel it became night. It’s about time I return to the inn. Today I was able to relax after a long time. It would have been nice if I wasn’t alone.
I thought about making a harem after coming here, but how in the world do I make a harem? Where would a girl fall for me? Wait, do girls fall from the sky? Nope. I don’t know what they mean by people falling out of the sky.
Speaking of girls I know in this world, there is the truth officer girl, the three receptionist ladies at the guild, the daughter at the inn and one of the trainees. Impossible with the receptionist ladies. It wouldn’t be strange if they had boyfriends let alone be married and to begin with I only know them by face. The ratio of applicants for the daughter is excessive. The truth officer girl, is she too young? The trainee girl ended up going far away. Eh? Where should be best for me to pick up a girl? Pick up girls while walking down the road? It’s impossible! The inn I’m staying at is full of bastards and the occasional woman at the Adventurer’s Guild is the amazon type…
Ermm, such opportunity in a fantasy novel, is rescuing a girl being assaulted by thieves outside town, right? Is is alright if she was unintentionally traveling alone? Aiming for a girl? No way. Nope. Impossible. What other patterns were there? School life? Entering a school and be popular! Too bad I’m 23 years old! I’m not at the age to be a student. Would there be a magical academy? Probably there is. Studying magic… no way. I can acquire skills with the experience I earn. It’s a problem that I can’t level up while I’m inside a school.
Which reminds me I was thinking I had to learn healing magic from somewhere. Since I thought about it, earning experience comes with the risks to my life, as much as possible I want to economize what can be economized. It’s a combat system where it’s relatively easy to level up and magic is possible in some way or another. Where can I learn it, let’s ask the receptionist guy tomorrow. Please don’t tell me I can only learn it in a magical academy.
After returning to the inn, the sun completely set and the dining hall was crowded with adventurers drinking booze. Basically the inn was thriving, but it was unusual for all seats to be filled. Thinking what to do, a seat at the counter was emptied and I slipped into it.
I order the usual with the waitress, the cheapest set meal of the day. It’s called the set at the whims of the chef. At first I was nervous of what would come out. However, the inn keeper’s cooking skills sure are good. Even if I don’t know what kind of meat was used, there’s no mistake that it’s still delicious. Soon the inn lady brought the set meal. A small bread and soup. A pasta with meat piled up like a mountain.
ฉันยืนขึ้นจากมุมของพลาซ่าที่ฉันได้นั่งอยู่บน ในพลาซ่ามีคน มีเวลาว่างเหมือนฉัน ฉันได้ลบสถานะของฉันดังนั้นฉันไม่มีใครจะสังเกต ในขณะที่ผมคิด มากเวลาผ่านไป แต่มันเร็วเกินไปเพื่อกลับไปอินน์ ควรไปดู minstrel ฝั่งตรงข้ามของพลาซ่าในขณะที่ผ่านศูนย์กลางของพลาซ่าฉันจำเป็นต้องสนใจ เนื่องจากนับกำลัง โดย ไป absentmindedly คุณสามารถตี โดยม้า และอาจเกิดขึ้นที่ reincarnate ในโลกอีก และยัง มีม้ามีคนหล่นบนพื้นดิน มีคนไปรอบซัก และกลับสวยสะอาด แต่ข้อควรระวังยังมีความจำเป็น คนทำ angrily ขณะเดิน ฉันถูกเกือบตีหนึ่งครั้งMinstrel ถูกชายหนุ่ม อายุประมาณ 20 ปีใบหน้าของเขาเป็นปกติสวย หมวกกว้าง มีขนสีขาวและหิ้งสีเขียวเข้ม เขานั่งบนอะไรเหมือนหนังกระจายอยู่บนพื้นดิน ช้า strumming ทำนองเพลง ด้วยกีต้าร์ขนาดเล็ก ไม่ ลูทที"คุณมีคำขอใด"สังเกตเห็นฉันกำลังเขาถาม คุณต้องการให้ฉันให้คำ ฮะ และให้คำแนะนำ เหมือนดีฟังได้ ด้วยแต่หน้า uninterested แต่ผู้ชายญี่ปุ่นเป็นพิเศษได้มีการ ฉันไม่สามารถทำหน้าที่ shameless ดังเช่นคนอื่น ๆ"บางเพลงร่าเริง โปรด"พูดดังนั้น ฉันใส่เคล็ดลับเหรียญทองแดงลงในชามไม้ เหรียญทองแดงเท่ากับ 100 เยน แต่มันเป็นความคิดที่นับ ความคิด ผมวางเงิน ชำระลงในจุดเล็กไป และ minstrel จะเริ่มร้องเพลงการเต้นของเขาลูท อื่นเมื่อเขาถูก strumming จนถึงขณะนี้ตามที่คาดไว้จากมืออาชีพ เขามีเสียงดี เป็นเรื่องราวเกี่ยวกับชายหนุ่มที่วิ่งนอกเมืองที่บ้านของเขา และก็ มีร้านค้าประสบความสำเร็จในชีวิต แม้จะลำบากและความล้มเหลว ในสุดกับความสำเร็จ เขาเป็นรวย รับเป็นภรรยาที่น่ารัก และอาศัยอยู่ในบ้านขนาดใหญ่ ใช่ เสียงเช่นชนิดของคนความใฝ่ฝันใด ๆ ได้เช่นเดียวกับที่นั่ง และฟังเพลงเพิ่มเติม เมื่อเพิ่มคำแนะนำอีกเป็นครั้งที่สาม ผู้ชมได้เพิ่มขึ้น และ minstrel เกินไปน่าจะ ได้ก้าวขึ้นไป นอกจากเหมือง เขารับเคล็ดลับมากมาย และสูงเหมือนเขามีความสุขมากสุจริตอย่างไรพูดได้ลึกซึ้ง เสียงดี ทักษะเครื่องมือควรจะดี แต่มีหลายเพลงที่ monotonously lax มีหลายเพลงที่จะได้ขายได้ถ้าพวกเขาเปิดตัวในญี่ปุ่น แต่โดยรวม ก็รู้สึกเฉย ๆ มาก เกี่ยวกับเพลง จะไม่ดูเหมือนจะมีพัฒนามากที่สุดที่นี่คิดการ์ตูนและเพลงยอดนิยมของญี่ปุ่น ฉันอยากแนะนำเพลงน้อยไป แต่น่าเสียดายผมไม่เป็นฝีมือในการร้องเพลง ฉันไม่สามารถเล่นเครื่องดนตรีอย่างใดอย่างหนึ่ง ฉันรู้ว่าหลายเพลงที่คนจะค้นหาน่าสนใจแม้ว่าพวกเขาได้สูงไม่ดี แต่ไม่ชอบโดด และตามฉันไม่สามารถบันทึกโลก โดยการร้องเพลง [TL: Nope สงครามไม่หยุดระหว่างมนุษย์และมนุษย์ต่างดาวกับเพลงของคุณ]สุดท้าย ฉันแล้วมัน นอกจากการต่อสู้ มีทางเลือกน้อยมาก ไม่ตาม ฉันจะกลับญี่ปุ่นหลังจาก 20 ปี ไม่ว่า มีความหมายไม่ทำเงิน แต่น้อย ในปัจจุบันที่ผมรู้สึกว่าถ้าฉันไม่สำคัญเดินทางแข็งแกร่งก่อน ฉันจะได้ตายอย่างไรก็ตาม อะไรไม่เขาหมายความ ว่า มันก็โอเคถ้าไม่ไปบันทึกโลก เขากล่าวว่า มันเป็นการทดสอบทักษะ และ โดยฉันให้รายงานและข้อเสนอแนะ คือเขาลงทุนในผู้ชนะน่า จึงดำรงอยู่ จึง เขาอาจเลือกมนุษย์ไม่มีประโยชน์มากเช่นฉัน ผมบางเขากล่าวว่า เวลานั้น ว่า เฉพาะคนที่ มีความสามารถจะถูกจับ โดยข้อเสนองานถูกต้อง ถ้าเขาต้องการบันทึกโลก มันจะดีกว่าถ้าเขามาตามคนแข็งแกร่ง และกระตือรือร้นมากขึ้น ใช่ ที่เหมาะสม ฉันไม่ต้องทำอะไร ถ้าคิดว่า การอยู่รอด และมีชีวิตอยู่นี้ 20 ปี แน่นอนทุกอย่างจะสิ้นสุดขึ้นครับทันใดนั้นผมสังเกตเห็นผู้ชมที่อยู่ด้านซ้าย ดูเหมือนฉันมีระยะห่างออกเล็กน้อย Minstrel ได้ตรวจนับเงิน clinking ได้“Thank you for listening to me till the end today.”Yeah, I gave him around 4 tips. But only one copper coin each time, even so that could buy two cheap meals. It’s not a trivial amount of money.“How was my singing?“Umm. You would say about so-so.”“That’s harsh, eh.”The minstrel said with a wry smile. Actually he’s at the level of winning an amateur singing contest. If compared to a good professional singer on Earth, at any rate he would lose though.“But I have to agree with that. I think I’m not so bad myself, but I’m not to the level to be featured in a theater.”The minstrel has his hardships too.“I have composed some original pieces, but they are rather unsuccessful.”“Should I teach you pieces from my home town?”Suddenly I had the idea and tried to mention it. Of course I’m teaching him anime songs.“Really? What kind?”Let’s sing enthusiastically the opening theme of a famous robot anime. Naturally it’s in Japanese. As expected I can’t sing a skillful imitation in the local language.“Wait a second. One more time. Please, one more time.”As requested by the minstrel who prepared notes, I sing it several times.“I don’t understand the language, but it’s an heroic piece, right?”“Yeah. This one is about warriors going to war.”“The meanings…?”Using the notes taken by the minstrel, the lyrics are translated into Razgrad World’s language. Of course the robot’s name remained as it is. In order to not make any mistakes, it was repeatedly taught the precise and accurate pronunciation. If a Japanese person comes after me to this world. It would surprise him if he heard it somewhere!Taking the opportunity I also taught him many songs like the ending theme, sequels and movies. The minstrel was really delighted.“But, is it OK for me to use it?”“Yeah. If the people from my home town heard these songs in a foreign land they’d cry out of joy.”“If that’s the case.”“Good luck and spread them if you become famous.”“Thank you! I’ll do my best!”Certainly do your best, I wish anime songs are spread in this other world. And I want to surprise the next Japanese person that comes.While keeping company to the minstrel it became night. It’s about time I return to the inn. Today I was able to relax after a long time. It would have been nice if I wasn’t alone.I thought about making a harem after coming here, but how in the world do I make a harem? Where would a girl fall for me? Wait, do girls fall from the sky? Nope. I don’t know what they mean by people falling out of the sky.Speaking of girls I know in this world, there is the truth officer girl, the three receptionist ladies at the guild, the daughter at the inn and one of the trainees. Impossible with the receptionist ladies. It wouldn’t be strange if they had boyfriends let alone be married and to begin with I only know them by face. The ratio of applicants for the daughter is excessive. The truth officer girl, is she too young? The trainee girl ended up going far away. Eh? Where should be best for me to pick up a girl? Pick up girls while walking down the road? It’s impossible! The inn I’m staying at is full of bastards and the occasional woman at the Adventurer’s Guild is the amazon type…Ermm, such opportunity in a fantasy novel, is rescuing a girl being assaulted by thieves outside town, right? Is is alright if she was unintentionally traveling alone? Aiming for a girl? No way. Nope. Impossible. What other patterns were there? School life? Entering a school and be popular! Too bad I’m 23 years old! I’m not at the age to be a student. Would there be a magical academy? Probably there is. Studying magic… no way. I can acquire skills with the experience I earn. It’s a problem that I can’t level up while I’m inside a school.Which reminds me I was thinking I had to learn healing magic from somewhere. Since I thought about it, earning experience comes with the risks to my life, as much as possible I want to economize what can be economized. It’s a combat system where it’s relatively easy to level up and magic is possible in some way or another. Where can I learn it, let’s ask the receptionist guy tomorrow. Please don’t tell me I can only learn it in a magical academy.
After returning to the inn, the sun completely set and the dining hall was crowded with adventurers drinking booze. Basically the inn was thriving, but it was unusual for all seats to be filled. Thinking what to do, a seat at the counter was emptied and I slipped into it.
I order the usual with the waitress, the cheapest set meal of the day. It’s called the set at the whims of the chef. At first I was nervous of what would come out. However, the inn keeper’s cooking skills sure are good. Even if I don’t know what kind of meat was used, there’s no mistake that it’s still delicious. Soon the inn lady brought the set meal. A small bread and soup. A pasta with meat piled up like a mountain.
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