《The Reincarnated Extra》 Chapter 1: Isekai Soul Auction Chapter 1: Isekai Soul Auction Isekai Soul Auction ¡°Gods who have too much time on their hands! Wee, wee to today¡¯s event!¡± The curtain rises, and the heat of the audience flows onto the stage. A strangely long-limbed man in a silk hat and tuxedo, holding a microphone, is spotlighted and shouts loudly. His face is vaguely covered with a white mist, making it difficult to see clearly. The microphone feedback screeches, but the man in the silk hat continues unfazed, waving back to the cheers from the audience and continuing his speech. ¡­So loud. I¡¯m fully awake now. ¡°Today, we have the event you¡¯ve all been waiting for! The auction of souls!¡± ¡­With that one sentence, everything clicked for me. An auction of souls, huh. In other words, I¡¯m the merchandise. A soul, to be sold to these so-called ¡°gods.¡± No, I was supposed to be eating lunch and napping in the ssroom, right? Somehow, when I woke up, I found myself in an oddly luxurious¡­ backstage? Like a fancy version of a school gym¡¯s stage wings? And then, I¡¯m trapped in something like a transparent stic case, unable to move!? And, and, now I don¡¯t have arms or legs!? I look like a softball-sized human soul!? ¡­Yeah, it didn¡¯t make sense, but as a soul, I literally couldn¡¯t do anything about it so I just napped carelessly. And then I woke up because of the earlier scream and cheers. That¡¯s all for the report from the scene. ¡°Today, we have gathered young human souls from Earth! A total of 29S!¡± The man in the silk hat continues to speak from the podium on the stage to the audience. What¡¯s with the ¡°S¡±? Is that a unit for counting souls? That¡¯s some trivia I won¡¯t be able to use. ¡°Of course, regarding the souls that you sessfully bid on, you are free to do with them as you please! Whether it be boiling, roasting, or even eating them! However you like!¡± Laughter rises from the audience. What!? Souls are ingredients!? Scary! Gods are scary! Looking towards the audience, there were incredibly beautiful men and women, but also some with horns growing out, or with multiple arms and legs, some looked more like insects or lizards, and there were even indistinct, slime-like beings¡­ If those really were gods, then it made sense that they would consume souls, surrounded by such a crowd. ¡°Well! To all of you who havee here today! There¡¯s no way you would do such wasteful things! I am well aware of that!¡± It seemed to be a joke. ¡°Main characters, supporting roles, or even viins! However you choose to use them is fine! Use these souls freely to weave the stories you all create! Please, make it exciting!¡± ¡­Hm? Main characters? Supporting roles? ¡­Stories??? ¡°Alright! The 35,486th Isekai Soul Auction in Ardyst! Has now begun!!¡± Chapter 2: My Soul Was Told It Smells Chapter 2: My Soul Was Told It Smells
  1. My Soul Was Told It Smells
* * * Isekai Soul Auction¡­!? ¡°Then, without further ado! Let¡¯s introduce the first soul up for auction!¡± As the host in the silk hat shouts this, a woman in a stylish ck suit (her face also obscured by a white mist, making it unrecognizable) carries a soul ced near me onto the stage. ¡°Let me introduce the profile of this soul!¡± The silk hat removes the stic case covering the soul and reads from the document in his hand. ¡°The name is Shota Suzudou, a 17-year-old male! The ace of the ser team and a central figure among the boys in his ss! With high athletic ability and leadership, he is bright and positive, truly a soul material suitable for a protagonist!¡± Ah, that soul is Suzudou-kun. Indeed, as the silk hat said, Suzudou-kun was a leader and popr among everyone in the ss. Well, it didn¡¯t concern me, though. ¡°Oh, what a fine-shaped soul. And such a crisp scent, too.¡± ¡°Excellent soul quality! I definitely want it¡­¡± ¡°Well, it¡¯s not exactly what I¡¯m looking for¡­ but what beautiful colors!¡± The gods in the audience freely critique Suzudou-kun¡¯s soul. ¡­Indeed, even to me, who isn¡¯t ustomed to seeing souls, Suzudou-kun¡¯s soul had a beautiful color. Kind of a passionate red¡­ like the color of a beautiful me? That was what his soul looked like. As for me, on the other hand¡­ Um¡­ Yeah¡­ ¡°Alright! Let¡¯s start the bidding! This high-quality soul, ¡®Shota Suzudou¡¯! Starting at a minimum bid of 10,000 mana!¡± ¡°20,000!¡± ¡°25,000!¡± ¡°53,000!¡± Suzudou-kun¡¯s soul¡¯s price keeps rising. Apparently, the currency? is called ¡°mana.¡± ¡°108,000! Currently at 108,000 mana! Do we have any gods willing to bid higher!?¡± ¡°Fine¡­! Then 110,000 mana! How about that!?¡± ¡°110,000! 110,000!¡­ Any more?¡­ No more, then! The soul of ¡®Shota Suzudou¡¯ goes to you¡­ ¡®Holy Goddess Laintorlie¡¯, sold! Please do not forget to set memories, divine protection, and other settings when using!¡± ¡°Of course!¡± The one who came up to the stage to receive Suzudou-kun¡¯s soul was a beautiful blonde goddess. She lifts the soul above her head, showing it off to the other gods. ¡°Tch! Laintorlie got the jump on us right from the start!¡± ¡°But, I¡¯m looking forward to it! The ¡®Hero VS Demon Lord¡¯ series by Laintorlie and Baharia is always entertaining! Can¡¯t wait for the broadcast!¡± ¡°It feels a bit too conventional, though.¡± The surrounding gods, while appearing disappointed, still smile and apud. Broadcast? What¡¯s that? ¡°Next! Moving on! The next soul we will introduce is¡­¡± In this manner, the souls ced around me were auctioned off one by one to the gods. From observing this, it became clear that the 29 souls lined up here, including myself, seem to be my ssmates. Didn¡¯t the silk hat say earlier ¡°harvested from Earth¡±? Were we, the entire ss, kidnapped, turned into souls, and put up for auction? Uh¡­ And? Our wills aren¡¯t considered at all? Is that okay with the gods? ¡­I guess it is. Everyone seems to be having a st. ¡­Well, if I were asked whether I have any regrets about my previous life, I don¡¯t, so I guess it¡¯s fine. ¡°80,000! 80,000!¡­ No more? Sold! The soul of ¡®Ken Gouki¡¯¡­ ¡®Thief God Yabo¡¯, sold!¡± On stage, the soul of a boy named Gouki was auctioned off. For the record, Gouki was, to put it bluntly, a bully. Regardless of gender, he would bully anyone he didn¡¯t like by any means necessary. I was also one of his victims. Things were done to me that I don¡¯t want to put into words. But nobody helped me. The world is cold, isn¡¯t it? ¡°Kakaka! Look at this soul! This distorted feel is almost artistic, isn¡¯t it~!? For my divine protection, it¡¯s gotta be one with this kind of stimting scent!¡± Thief God Yabo, as he¡¯s called, receives Gouki¡¯s soul and returns to his seat in high spirits. So, a thief god, huh? Just hearing that makes it abundantly clear he¡¯s not exactly a wholesome entity, right? ¡°Now! Moving on to¡­¡± As Silk Hat¡¯s words reach my ears, I feel a light sensation of floating. The stic case I¡¯m in is lifted and carried onto the stage. ¡­It¡¯s my turn now. ¡°Aihara Runa! Bad at studies, sports, everything! No friends! No family to help her! Bullied by everyone, honestly a high school girl who¡¯s aplete failure!¡± My introduction is harsh!? No, it¡¯s not wrong¡­ sadly, it¡¯s not wrong! But still, I¡¯ve been trying so hard! Super hard, right!? Whether I was being hit, had things stolen from me, or was ignored by the whole ss¡­ ¡°family¡± and all!! Despite the hardships, I¡¯ve tried to live with a bright and positive attitude! Won¡¯t anyone recognize that effort?! ¡­Uh, what¡¯s with this atmosphere in the venue? Why does it suddenly go silent when Ie out? Hey gods~! Don¡¯t be such a buzzkill~! Why are you slightly recoiling!? ¡°Dirty¡­¡± Someone in the audience said that. It was a small murmur, but in the hushed venue, the words resonated sadly. ¡­Yeah, I get it. I understand why someone would want to say that. Even the bully Gouki had a soul that was somewhat translucent. It was misshapen, but still. As for me¡­ ¡­It¡¯s pitch ck. You might even say it¡¯s darkly tainted. And then there¡¯s the asional rusty red color that appears and disappears, utterly filthy. Compared to the other souls, it¡¯s understandable if mine seems disgustingly dirty. Maybe it is¡­ ¡°Ah, a-ah, um¡­¡± Silk Hat is panicking. Caught up in hosting, he seems to have just realized how incredibly filthy my soul is. Aren¡¯t you a bit underprepared? That¡¯s quite negligent of you, buddy~! A failure as a professional¡­ professional god (??), aren¡¯t you? ¡°So¡­ then, the minimum bid for this soul will be¡­ 1 mana! Just 1 mana is fine! Yes, let¡¯s start the bidding!¡± Silk Hat sets the minimum bid in a clearly half-hearted manner, and the auction for my soul begins. The assistant, ady in a gloomy ck suit, removes the stic case covering me. The next moment. ¡°Yuck, what¡¯s that smell!? That soul stinks!!?¡± ¡°Cough, what¡­ unbelievable! Unbelievable!? What¡¯s that smell!?¡± ¡°Oh¡­ Oh god! rgharghargh¡­¡± The venue instantly turns into a scene from hell. Gods pinching their noses and looking ufortable are the better ones. Some gods are on the floor, convulsing. A slime-like, formless god is vomiting. Rude, right? You look just like vomit yourself! Well, anyway. My soul is not only filthy. It¡¯s also incredibly¡­ smelly. ¡°My¡­ apologies! My sincerest apologies!! It seems that during the process of harvesting souls, some trash got mixed in!!¡± Silk Hat is profusely apologizing. Calling me trash, that¡¯s harsh. After all, this is the soul of a high school girl who¡¯s been trying hard for 17 years! ¡°We¡¯ll dispose of it immediately! Immediately with annihtion!¡± Silk Hat pulls out something resembling a small remote from his pocket and starts operating it. Suddenly, a ck vortex appears in front of me. ¡­Huh? Annihtion?? ¡°Now connecting to the void¡­ Connection established! This trash, along with its stench, will be discarded into the void! We deeply apologize for causing you any difort!!!¡± Eh? The void? Disposal? What are you talking about? While I¡¯m still not fully grasping the situation, watching Silk Hat and thedy in the ck suit apologize profusely to the audience¡­ With a satisfying ¡°whoosh,¡± I¡¯m sucked into the ck vortex¡­ into what they called the void. Chapter 3: The Void and the Scent of Barbecue Chapter 3: The Void and the Scent of Barbecue
  1. The Void and the Scent of Barbecue
* * * Swept into the ck vortex, within the void¡­ there was nothing. An endlessly, perpetually extending pitch-ck space. Everything painted in pitch-ck, nothing to see, nothing to hear. Neither cold nor warm. In such a void, only my darkly tainted soul floated aimlessly. ¡­Well, actually, there might not even be a pitch-ck space? Because it¡¯s the void. It gets confusing when you think about it. ¡­Sigh¡­ What kind of development is this? You¡¯d want to sigh, wouldn¡¯t you? Looking back on my life, I don¡¯t think it was filled with joy. My father was a criminal and never got out of prison. My mother fell ill and died before I was fully aware. The rtives who took me in¡­ ¡°family¡± treated me as a nuisance, and I was shuffled from one ce to another from a young age. Never making any friends. Bullied because of my father, abused by ¡°family.¡± ¡­But still. Still, you know!! I tried my best to live straight. I forced a smile, tried to enjoy life as much as I could! I kept trying, trying, and trying, never letting my dissatisfaction show! Convincing myself that someday, these tough days would turn into good memories!! And this is the result of all that effort!? Kidnapped by iprehensible gods and then discarded because I stink!!? Don¡¯t mess with me! Don¡¯t you dare mess with me!! Anger poured out endlessly. I felt my soul darken even more with rage. Angry, angry, angry, mourning the misfortune of my life,menting, cursing¡­ After a full-blown tantrum¡­ I somehow cooled down. Well¡­ it¡¯s futile. No matter how much I rant, there¡¯s no one here to listen. It¡¯s just exhausting. Alright, stop. Let¡¯s think about something else. ¡­Ah~, I feel hungry. I want to eat meat. I want to eat barbecue. I love meat so much. I¡¯m a carnivorous girl. I don¡¯t remember being allowed to eat much in my previous life¡­ but in the next life, yeah. I¡¯ll devour meat non-stop. That¡¯s how I want to live. But, thrown into the void, do I even have a next life? Like the cycle of rebirth? Can I still hop on that flow from here? The cycle¡­ the cycle, huh¡­ The endlessly turning wheel of rebirth¡­ I wanted to try those spiral-wrapped sausages¡­ While I was aimlessly pondering such things¡­ ¡­suddenly, I caught a scent. And, how am I seeing, hearing, and smelling in a soul state? You¡¯d wonder, but let¡¯s put that aside for now. This scent¡­ There¡¯s no mistaking it. The smell of meat being grilled. Sweet and savory¡­ with the aroma of sauce mixed in. It¡¯s barbecue. The smell of barbecue. Is someone nearby¡­ grilling barbecue¡­? I was gently drawn towards the direction of that smell¡­ With a ¡°pop!¡± sound. Once again, I was sucked into somewhere. Chapter 4: For Every God That Discards, There Is a God (?) Who Picks Up Chapter 4: For Every God That Discards, There Is a God (?) Who Picks Up
  1. For Every God That Discards, There Is a God (?) Who Picks Up
* * * The ce I was sucked into next was a stark contrast to the void, apletely white space. Having gotten used to the pitch-dark void, the brightness was blinding! ¡°Oh¡­ oh! You¡¯ve made it here safely¡­!¡± A cute female voice echoed inside my head (?) as I was dazzled by the brightness. ¡°With a soul so calm and unshaken even when cast into the void¡­ truly remarkable.¡± The voice praised me, sounding on the verge of tears. When I turned around, there was¡­ a vague silhouette of a woman. A beautiful, gently glowing mass of blue light. She seemed far more divine than any of the gods who had been at the auction, at least to me. Probably she¡¯s also a god. A provisional god, let¡¯s say. Somehow warm, and I felt a great sense of familiarity. This provisional god. Holding tongs in her right hand. Fanning a charcoal grill with a fan in her left hand. ¡­was grilling meat. The fat dripped onto the heated charcoal, sizzling deliciously. ¡­What is this??? ¡°Wee, Runa Aihara. A soul reaped from another world. I am ¡®The Vessel.¡¯ ¡®The Vessel of a Nameless God¡¯¡­ Created without power, merely an observer¡­¡± Wait! Don¡¯t flip the meat while introducing yourself in such a solemn voice! What is this!? What are you doing!? ¡°¡­Hehe, as you see, it¡¯s barbecue. Come, join me. You must be hungry, right?¡± No, I get that it¡¯s barbecue! But what¡¯s the situation!? What¡¯s happening to me!? What have I gotten myself into!? Wait, can you hear my thoughts!? And, that meat looks really tasty, may I have some please!? ¡°You seem confused. I will exin the situation you¡¯re in. As for your thoughts¡­ they are quite easy for me to read, so I¡¯ve taken the liberty of looking into them. The meat is meant for you to eat, so please, help yourself.¡± Really? You¡¯re giving me the meat!? Yay! As my soul floated closer, this provisional god¡­ ¡®The Vessel¡¯ switched the tongs for chopsticks to offer me the meat. The meat was absorbed by my soul, and I was flooded with the taste and satisfaction of eating meat. Oh¡­ this meat is delicious! So, you can eat in a soul state, huh! ¡°Now, while you eat, please listen. I¡¯ll exin¡­ the situation you¡¯re in and about myself.¡± While feeding me meat, ¡®The Vessel¡¯ began to speak kindly. ¡°First, let¡¯s start from the beginning. Your soul was reaped from your world to be a pawn for the gods of Ardyst¡­ from your perspective, another world.¡± Ah, this tender and sweet fat¡­ this rib is amazing¡­ Not that! Yeah, I kind of figured that out. But, a pawn¡­ what does that mean? ¡°The gods at the venue intend to reincarnate souls from other worlds into their domains in Ardyst, watching the lives they lead as stories for their amusement. Recording these lives and ¡®streaming¡¯ them to other gods has be popr, and it¡¯s a trend that¡¯s heating uptely. In fact, souls from Earth are easier to bless or modifypared to those from Ardyst, making them ¡®easier to use¡¯ for the gods. Thus, the gods of Ardyst use the reaped souls as pawns, crafting isekai tales for their entertainment.¡± Eh¡­ I¡¯ve heard there¡¯s a genre of stories about isekai¡­ So that¡¯s just gods¡¯ ytime!? Being harvested as a soul feels like being toyed with, and it¡¯s not a pleasant feeling! So, without considering our circumstances, we¡¯re just made into pawns? ¡°If seen from a human standpoint, that is a valid opinion. However, as a god who has existed for so long, those concerns don¡¯t really bother us anymore. Any dissatisfaction or grievances you might feel can be erased by tampering with memories and thoughts.¡± You can do that!? Because you¡¯re a god, right. Gods, scary! ¡°In addition, people who are reincarnated are usually given blessings¡­ that is, cheat abilities. If used well, despite some turmoil, you can lead a significantly advantageous life. So, it¡¯s not like there are no benefits for those who are reincarnated, even if it¡¯s without their consent.¡± Hmm, so reincarnated individuals aren¡¯t just at a disadvantage; they get something substantial in return, too? Still, I feel a bit¡­ hmm. ¡­After all, it seems futile toin to beings of absolute existence with a different set of values, the gods. Sigh. I myself have no attachments to my previous life, and as for my ssmates¡­ well, I don¡¯t care what bes of them. They didn¡¯t like me, after all. I have no reason to care about them. Alright, let¡¯s put an end to this conversation! ¡°I actually quite enjoy watching these isekai streams. It¡¯s a good way to pass the time, watching a considerable number of lives.¡± So, the lives of those reincarnated are treated like entertaining videos!? ¡°Now, back to our discussion¡­ I wasn¡¯t part of that auction earlier, but I happened to be nearby. ¡­And then, I caught the scent of your soul, even though I was supposed to be outside the venue.¡± Ah¡­ does my soul smell bad? I¡¯m sorry, does it still smell? Are you enduring it? ¡°Ufufu. No, it doesn¡¯t smell bad. I¡¯m used to it. ¡­In fact, to me, it¡¯s a very nice scent.¡± Is that so? ¡°Yes. Those who said it was a dirty smell are rude and foolish. You shouldn¡¯t worry about not being liked by such foolish gods. ¡­And so, what I saw when I peered into the venue was the scene of you being discarded into the void. ¡­Though I¡¯ve been amused by the lives of reincarnated individuals myself, I felt that such cruelty should not be allowed. It¡¯s one thing to reap souls without permission, but to irresponsibly discard them is uneptable! That¡¯s why I thought I had to help. Normally, souls sucked into the void disperse and vanish.¡± So, that¡¯s what the void is¡­ a scary ce¡­! If I had been in the void longer, I might have vanished¡­? ¡°Eh, yes. That¡¯s why I thought I had to rescue you quickly. This space¡­ it¡¯s my personal space, so I moved here in haste.¡± Yes. ¡°To save you.¡± Yes. ¡°And that¡¯s why I started grilling meat.¡± ¡­Yes. That¡¯s the part I don¡¯t get¡­ ¡°The void is an endless darkness, an infinite expanse between worlds.¡± The ¡°Vessel of the God,¡± glowing faintly blue, continued speaking while grilling meat. ¡°Once you fall into it, rescuing someone is extremely difficult. I needed you to somehowe close to the coordinates of my personal space.¡± Uh¡­ um, that soundsplicated, but basically¡­ ¡°I grilled meat, letting its smell drift into the void, to signal the existence of this space to you. And as nned, you were drawn here by the smell of the grilled meat. ¡­Ah! Ah!! I¡¯m so d I could help! It was a gamble to try grilling meat, but I¡¯m really d I did¡­!!¡± The ¡°Vessel of the God¡± once again became emotional, making a gesture as if wiping her eyes. What¡¯s this, she¡¯s quite sentimental. ¡­The act of grilling meat to rescue a soul from the void might seem hard to understand just from the words¡­ But it¡¯s clear she did this thinking of me. Thank you! ¡­But why did she go to such lengths for me? ¡°¡­¡± The ¡°Vessel of the God¡± stopped grilling meat and faced me directly. ¡°I simply wanted to help you. There¡¯s no lie in that feeling. However, to be honest, there was also a calction. If I could help you, there was something I wanted to ask of you.¡± A request, you wanted to ask? ¡°Yes. Runa Aihara. Would you¡­ with me¡­ ¡­like to undergo a reincarnation?¡± Chapter 5: The Reincarnated Extra Chapter 5: The Reincarnated Extra
  1. The Reincarnated Extra
* * * ¡°Miss Aihara¡­ I am what you call ¡®The Vessel of a Nameless God.''¡± ¡°The Vessel¡± sped my soul with both hands, beginning to speak earnestly. Well, she did mention something to that effect earlier, didn¡¯t she? ¡°Normally, when gods are created by the Creator God, or when beings ascend to divinity despite their created nature¡­ they are bestowed with a name and divine powers. I, however, have none of that. I am merely ¡®The Vessel,¡¯ not a god in my own right.¡± Huh? What does that mean? ¡°To understand that, we must first discuss the origins of this world, Ardyst¡­ When the Creator God fashioned this world, numerous gods were also brought into existence. Gods of harvest, war, justice, and even malevolence¡­ all to nurture Ardyst into a richer, better realm¡­¡± Wow, that¡¯s quite the creation myth out of nowhere. Behind ¡°The Vessel,¡± an image formed against the pitch-ck void, showing dust coalescing to form the world and gods being born. ¡°¡­Right at the bottom, it says ¡®¡ùImagery for illustration purposes,¡¯ which kind of kills the mood.¡± But I wonder, am I really up for suchplex tales? ¡°So, to put it simply, even the Creator God found managing the world alone too bothersome. Hence, a host of underlings were created, and the work was delegated to them.¡± Amazing how a change in wording can turn a story so colloquial! ¡°The creation of Ardyst, including its gods, proceeded without a hitch¡­ But just as the world was about to bepleted, an unforeseen issue arose.¡± And what might that be? ¡°The materials for creating the world¡­ well, there was a bit left over!¡± Being told it¡¯s like having a spare screw after assembling a bookshelf doesn¡¯t really help! ¡°Perhaps that¡¯s how the Creator God felt. And so, those leftover materials were used to somewhat whimsically create me, an ¡®extra¡¯ ¡®Vessel of a God.''¡± That backstory feels sadly neglected¡­ ¡°Should a new god have been needed, I was to be given a name and powers¡­ But then, contrary to the Creator¡¯s expectations, beings began ascending to godhood on their own¡­ And I became the child that was no longer needed.¡± ¡°The Vessel¡± paused, sighing while pressing her forehead. ¡°Moreover, being just a ¡®Vessel,¡¯ I somehow ended up with a consciousness. Since then, it¡¯s been an endless cycle of boredom. As ¡®The Vessel,¡¯ I have no lifespan, but since I¡¯m not a god, I have no duties either. Being a ¡®Vessel¡¯ means I can¡¯t descend from the divine realm to the mortal world, nor can I intervene through oracles or the like since I¡¯m not a god¡­ Well, I¡¯ll spare you the detailed rules, but watching the broadcasts of gods, such as those of isekais, became my sole entertainment.¡± I see¡­ So she¡¯s been stuck in an endlessly dull existence. ¡°And as I watched these broadcasts, I thought¡­ I, too, wish to experience reincarnation into another world!¡± The arms holding me tightened with determination. Gradually, I began to grasp her situation. This entity, unimaginably bored to the point of sadness for a human, found her only joy in isekai streams. ¡°¡­And then, Miss Aihara! I encountered your soul! It must be fate! Miss Aihara! Let¡¯s reincarnate into Ardyst together!¡± ¡­Wait, what? Together, you say? Not you reincarnating me, but¡­ You¡¯re reincarnating as well!? ¡°I am not a ¡®god,¡¯ so I don¡¯t have the authority to reincarnate you! However, by attaching myself to you, it¡¯s possible to ride the cycle of reincarnation into Ardyst! A great evil spirit had done this before, causing quite an uproar in the divine realm, so there¡¯s no doubt it will work!¡± Using a method that caused a major uproar doesn¡¯t sound like a good idea at all! ¡°It¡¯s not a problem! I¡¯m not a great evil spirit, so there should be no issues! Please, Miss Aihara, reincarnate with me! We will share one body, but I im no ownership over it! I¡¯ll just coexist in your mind, sharing your senses. Although I¡¯m not a god and can¡¯t bestow blessings¡­ I can offer plenty of advice! Ardyst is, after all, a world of swords and magic! There will likely be many things where yourmon sense from your previous life won¡¯t apply! My advice, as an aficionado of isekai broadcasts, will surely be of help in your life! So, please, I beg of youuuuuuuu!¡± ¡°The Vessel¡± was desperate, almost sobbing while clinging to my soul. ¡­ ¡°Please,¡± huh? Looking back at my previous life, was I ever truly needed by someone? I was always a nuisance wherever I went. No matter how hard I tried, everything I did was rejected, and I was continually disliked. It felt almost like a curse. This being¡­ ¡°The Vessel¡±¡­ The one who rescued my soul, despised even by the gods¡­ Needed me. She needed me, of all people. Just knowing that made me incredibly happy. ¡­ There¡¯s no reason to refuse. ¡°¡­Really?!¡± ¡°The Vessel,¡± sensing my thoughts, quivered in response. Yes, really. It¡¯s my way of saying thank you for saving my soul. Let¡¯s reincarnate into another world together. ¡°Uwaaa¡­ uwaaaaaaaahhhhh! Thank you sooo muchhhhh! Let¡¯s live a fun and easy life togetherrrrr!¡± Finally bursting into tears, ¡°The Vessel¡± hugged me, spinning around and around. Her immense joy flowed into my soul, filling me with warmth and a bit of embarrassment. ¡°Then, let¡¯s not dy! Gate, open!¡± With a snap of her fingers, a warm pink vortex appeared before me. ¡°This vortex leads to the flow of reincarnation in Ardyst! Jumping in, you and I will inhabit the body of a newborn, starting a new life!¡± Before I knew it, ¡°The Vessel,¡± who had been hugging me, ceased to maintain her humanoid shape and transformed into a sphere enveloping my soul. A new life, huh? I¡¯m starting to feel excited and nervous! ¡°Before we go, a few precautions! I cannot alter your soul in any way! Thus, you will reincarnate with your previous life¡¯s memories and ego intact! Also, we can¡¯t choose the body we reincarnate into! It¡¯s all up to the flow of reincarnation! It¡¯s a gamble! Lastly, once I descend to the lower world, I will not be able to exert any power! I can only offer advice and be a conversation partner, so please understand that!¡­ Do you have any questions?¡± Um, questions, questions¡­! Ah, right. What should I call you? ¡°Eh?¡± Because we¡¯ll be together for the rest of our lives, right? It would be inconvenient not to have a name to call you by. I can¡¯t keep calling you ¡°The Vessel¡± forever. ¡­After a moment of thought, ¡°The Vessel¡± cheerfully burst out with a name. ¡°¡­Then, please call me ¡®Extra.''¡± Eh? Does a name like that even fit!? ¡°Ufufu, if you were to name me, ¡®Extra¡¯ is indeed quite fitting. I am ¡®The Vessel,¡¯ a god¡¯s container created and then forgotten. You are the ¡®Reincarnated Extra¡¯ who will journey through reincarnation with me! Please take care of me for the long haul!¡± Eeeeh?! It feels like I¡¯m being treated as an extra too!? ¡­Well, alright then, Extra-sama! I might be a bother, but please take care of me too! ¡°Then, towards a new life!¡± Towards the unknown world of Ardyst! ¡°Dreaming of a bright future!¡± ¡­Cutting off the bad luck of my previous life! ¡°Let¡¯s, reincarnate~~~~~~~~~~!¡± Me and Extra-sama jumped into the whirlpool of reincarnation. Gently swayed by the serene peach-colored currents, we were drawn towards the body for our reincarnation. My previous life was, frankly, not great. But the future will surely be different. Not just me, but me and Extra-sama. We¡¯ll be loved by a big family, make lots of friends. Receive plenty of love, and give plenty of love in return. We¡¯ll live such a happy life! Goodbye, previous life! And hello, next life!! We are now setting off towards a brilliant life! Chapter 6: Nice to meet you, Im Emi! Chapter 6: Nice to meet you, I''m Emi!
  1. Nice to meet you, I¡¯m Emi!
* * * Yoo-hoo everyone, hello~! My name is Emi! A 5-year-old girl! In my previous life, I was a in high school girl named Aihara Runa, but after various events, I reincarnated into this otherworld called Ardyst, together with ¡°The Vessel,¡± whom I call Extra! In this life, I live in a small, cold vige called Fenoben¡­ Yep, living as a normal (I¡¯d like to think) vige girl! I have ck hair and ck eyes, and though I¡¯m just a vige girl, I¡¯m pretty fair-skinned and, not to boast, but I¡¯m quite a beautiful little girl! Ehehe! Ah! There¡¯s the farmer next door, Uncle Rand! Hello~~! ¡°¡­Tch! Hey kid! Don¡¯te near my fields!¡± Uncle Rand picked up a small stone at his feet, swung it back¡­ and threw it! I quickly hopped to the side to avoid it. Geez, that¡¯s dangerous~! Is Uncle Rand in a bad mood? Normally, who would throw stones at a 5-year-old beautiful girl? Of course, such a weak throw wouldn¡¯t hit me! I provocatively hop side to side. ¡°You little brat!!!¡± Ah, crap, Uncle Rand¡¯s really pissed! He¡¯s chasing me with a scythe! Time to retreat~! * * * ¡°Huff, huff¡­! Damn¡­ where did that cursed child go!?¡± I¡¯m up here, on top of your head, in the tree. Following Extra¡¯s advice, I¡¯ve been training quite a bit? Stealth actions are my specialty! I can easily avoid a middle-aged man starting to gain weight! Go away!¡­ He¡¯s gone. I smoothly climb down from the tree and proceed to my destination. Really, Uncle Rand is such a troublemaker, isn¡¯t he? He arbitrarily brands me a potato thief!? I¡¯ve never done such a thing! Even when I¡¯m starving, I¡¯d rather eat the roots and grass in the forest. And to think, in Fenoben Vige, my family is the poorest, so wouldn¡¯t it be nice if he could spare a potato or two? Ah, by ¡°cursed child,¡± they mean me. Around here, having ck hair and eyes is rare (neither of my parents have ck hair or eyes. Maybe it¡¯s a recessive gene?), and because I¡¯m always wearing rags and look dirty¡­ Plus, in this life, it seems my facial muscles are dead; I¡¯m expressionless and not used to interacting with people. I¡¯m quiet because when I want to talk, I just talk to Extra in my mind, which probably didn¡¯t help! Anyway, for these reasons, I¡¯m quite feared by the adults in the vige! So, they call me ¡°cursed child,¡± a derogatory term I don¡¯t quite understand! Look over there! Can you see the vige children ying? I reincarnated in this world, so I thought I¡¯d make lots of friends this time around¡­ But the adults who dislike me prevent the other children from getting close to me. They¡¯ve been spreading nder about me to their children, saying things like ¡°Don¡¯t go near her, or you¡¯ll be cursed.¡± How rude! Moreover, there¡¯s always an adult apanying the children, watching to make sure nothing dangerous approaches them¡­ And it seems I¡¯ve been categorized as that ¡°dangerous thing,¡± so I¡¯m physically blocked from getting close! For instance, that boy with red hair ying in the center of the group¡­ I think his name is Torch. He¡¯s the same age as me, so young that he probably doesn¡¯t even recognize my existence. Yeah. By the way, I think you¡¯ve probably realized from the flow of the story so far, but my family is actually quite poor. Next, I¡¯ll introduce my family to everyone! Look! You can just see iting into view, that dpidated shack on the outskirts of the vige¡­ That¡¯s my home in this life, technically. I¡¯ll erase my presence and peek inside quietly¡­ there he is. ¡°Gaah¡­ ghghgh¡­¡± That man snoring away in the middle of the day, drunk on alcohol, is my father in this life, Cody! As you can see from his unkempt bearded face and the trash-strewn mess of a house, he¡¯s a terribly sloppy adult! Apparently, he used to work as an ¡°adventurer,¡± earning money by defeating monsters! He retired after injuring his leg, but since he¡¯s still more capable than the average person, he acts (so to speak) as the vige¡¯s guard! Though, it¡¯s so peaceful that I¡¯ve never actually seen him work! The vigers secretly call him a ¡°good-for-nothing¡±! Poor guy! Eh? My mother? She was also an adventurer and quite beautiful! She came to this vige with my retired father, but right after I was weaned, she left with a handsome traveling merchant brother who came to the vige, leaving me behind! Die. ¡­Oops, my bad. I can¡¯t let my uncontroble urge to kill show! I must hide it, hide it! Fortunately, with Extra inside me, I¡¯ve been able to survive by following her advice on what¡¯s edible! Actually, in this world, there are quite a few highly nutritious insects avable from various ces! Since no one else knows about it, the insects in the vige and the nearby forest are all mine to eat! Thanks to that, I¡¯m actually quite confident in my nutritional status despite being poor! Extra is really something! Ah, maybe Uncle Rand thinks I¡¯m a potato thief because he saw me digging up and eating worms (or something simr) in the fields? Anyway, that¡¯s beside the point. Let¡¯s aplish my objective while Cody is still asleep. Quietly, quietly¡­ Avoiding the trash scattered around the house, I move silently towards the kitchen, where flies (or something simr) are swarming. ¡­Found it! I¡¯ve discovered the salt! These kinds of seasonings can¡¯t be found in the forest, you know. Since Cody can hardly cook for himself anyway, I might as well take some. Just enough so it won¡¯t be missed. Actually, I¡¯m not really living in this house anymore; I¡¯ve made a base in the nearby forest and live there! Cody doesn¡¯t try to take care of a child in such a state, he hits me when our eyes meet, and the vigers treat me as an ominous presence, making it hard to stay in the vige¡­ Basically, I live off hunting and foraging in the forest, self-sufficiently. That¡¯s me, a 5-year-old (with a straight face). Ah, but this is only possible with Extra¡¯s advice, plus a somewhat developed personality and knowledge from my previous life, so regr 5-year-olds definitely shouldn¡¯t try this! Even I¡¯ve almost died several times. Normally, you would die. ¡­Well then, that concludes what I had nned for today. There¡¯s still time before it gets dark, so maybe I¡¯ll head back to the forest early and do some hunting! This is what my life in the otherworldly Ardyst is like! There are plenty of hard times, but I¡¯m living with all my might! Every day is incredibly fulfilling! I¡¯ll keep doing my best to survive~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~! ¡­What the heck is with this survival childhood!!! Is my situation even worse than my previous life!!! I cried my heart out internally. But as usual, my facial muscles are dead. Chapter 7: Lets hunt the awful-tasting mice in the forest! Chapter 7: Let''s hunt the awful-tasting mice in the forest!
  1. Let¡¯s hunt the awful-tasting mice in the forest!
* * * ¡°¡­Haa.¡± I proceed through Naso Forest, adjacent to Fenoben Vige, which serves as my stronghold, sighing along the way. The time is probably around 2 PM, if we were topare it to my previous life¡¯s sense of time. Early summer has arrived, making the days sufficiently long, but I can¡¯t be too careless. I need to secure tonight¡¯s fresh meat early. My cohabitant inside my head, Extra, chuckles as she speaks. Ah, yeah, I thought I¡¯d take a moment to sort through my current situation¡­ And after sorting it out, the sheer awfulness of it all dealt me a mental blow. Sorry about that, all of a sudden. Was it weird when I got all hyper? Extra cheerfully responds. Having been together for a while, I¡¯vee to realize she¡¯s quite cheerful and easygoing. And asionally insensitive. entricities, indeed. I¡¯m fine, I¡¯m continuing with ¡¾Body Strengthening¡¿. Alright, let me exin a bit here. Naso Forest is a bright forest with sparsely cedrge trees, and it¡¯s a beautifully scenic ce, especially in early spring. However, this brightness leads to a serious issue as summer approaches. That issue is the overgrowth of nts known as Naso. These nts proliferate so much that this forest is named Naso Forest. Naso is simr to the Japanese knotweed in my previous life, with thick stems andrge round leaves. It thrives in bright areas and continues to grow taller than an adult by early summer. Essentially, it¡¯s arge grass that gets very tall, but since the leaves are sparse near the base, it¡¯s actually easier for someone short like me, a 5-year-old, to walk through¡­ The problem is, Naso is the favorite food of a poisonous caterpir called Polly bugs. Touching them won¡¯t kill you, but their hairs can cause severe itching if they stick to your skin. So, I continuously use ¡¾Body Strengthening¡¿ to increase my skin¡¯s defense to prevent the hairs from sticking. My clothes, made from Cody¡¯s old shirts and pants cut to the length of my elbows and knees, offer no defense at all. Plus, I walk around barefoot since I don¡¯t have shoes, so I can¡¯t afford to stop using ¡¾Body Strengthening¡¿ to avoid injuries. Ah, ¡¾Body Strengthening¡¿ is a technique that uses magical power to fortify the body. This world, as Extra mentioned before my reincarnation, is a ¡°world of swords and magic¡±¡­ meaning, magic, or rather, the magical power that serves as the basis for magic, exists here. ¡¾Body Strengthening¡¿ is a very popr technique of magical power maniption, and most people use it unconsciously to a small extent. In my case, since my mother bid me farewell (euphemistically speaking) right after I was weaned, I needed to make my body robust to survive the neglect (directly speaking). That¡¯s when Extra taught me how to use ¡¾Body Strengthening¡¿ based on what she saw in ¡°an isekai broadcast of a martial god¡±! Thanks to that, my body has be robust, wounds heal quickly, and I don¡¯t get sick even when eating bugs! Furthermore, ording to information Extra saw in ¡°an isekai broadcast of a magic god,¡± using magical power from a young age in this world tends to increase the total amount of magical power, a ¡°temte setting¡± as Extra calls it, so my total magical power is also on the rise ording to Extra¡¯s assessment. I¡¯m not sure how much higher my ability values arepared to a normal 5-year-old¡­ but without a doubt, ifpared to a 5-year-old by my previous life¡¯s standards, I am overwhelmingly stronger and more durable. Enough to live alone in the forest. Really, I don¡¯t know if it¡¯s thanks to magical power or not, but my body in this life has quite high specs, which has been a big help. Conversely, I wonder why I was so bad at both studies and physical activities in my previous life? Now, back to the topic at hand. On the underside of the leaf in front of me, just as Extra pointed out, were Polly bugs clinging inrge numbers. Each bug is about the size of an adult¡¯s thumb, chubby and ck with fur, and quite repulsive to those not ustomed to them. I remember watching from the bushes as Uncle Rand¡¯s leafy vegetables were infested with these bugs, causing amotion with his wife. I casually grabbed one, stripped off the fur, and popped it into my mouth. The texture is mushy and sour, and there are tastier caterpirs out there, but, well, it¡¯s passable as a snack when I¡¯m a bit peckish. But these alone won¡¯t make up tonight¡¯s main dish. I want to eat meat for dinner, right? Not insects, but animal meat. I¡¯ve been a carnivore since my previous life~! ¡­Yeah, I see it, Extra. Those round droppings. ¡­They¡¯re still warm. They must be nearby. I was going to do that without you saying. I stop moving and concentrate, bing one with the forest. That¡¯s the image in my mind as I erase my presence¡­ What I¡¯m doing now is a technique called ¡¾Presence Concealment¡¿. Extra saw this essential skill for hunters in ¡°an isekai broadcast of a hunting god¡± (seriously, she¡¯s really into these isekai streams). Without making a sound, Ipletely stop the slight leakage of magical power that normally emanates from my body. Then, I wait. I am a stone. A harmless stone¡­ About three minutester, by my estimation, my prey crawls out of a burrow at the base of a tree, sniffing around. It¡¯s a mouse. Its formal name is the Naked Awful-tasting Mouse. It looks like a naked mole rat from my previous life but green in color, and hairless. It¡¯s about 20cm in length. In this world, any creature that harms people, regardless of its strength, is called a ¡°monster.¡± It¡¯s a very human-centric and broad ssification. These creatures are weak, but those living near human settlements are considered monsters because they ravage crops. These mice taste awful. They¡¯re rightfully named Naked ¡°Awful-tasting¡± Mice. Their meat is smelly, tough, and bitter. In Fenoben Vige, traps are set regrly to protect the crops from them, but even though the vigers kill them, they don¡¯t eat them. They just kill and bury them in holes. ¡­But, no matter how bad it tastes, meat is meat, right? The meat of the Naked Awful-tasting Mouse is smelly, tough, and bitter, but it¡¯s not poisonous. That means it¡¯s edible! (Well, even if it were poisonous, I¡¯ve been eating caterpirs and such anyway.) Ah, what a waste the people of Fenoben Vige are making! If I weren¡¯t treated as a cursed child, I¡¯d take all that exterminated mouse meat and eat it! Oops, sorry, Extra. I take a pebble out of my pocket and get ready. The Naked Awful-tasting Mouse sniffs around the ground, twitching its nose. They¡¯re omnivores. Probably looking for insects crawling on the ground. But, unfortunately, you won¡¯t be able to eat. Because¡­ you¡¯re going to be my meal!! ¡°¡­¡­¡­¡­Shush!!!¡± I momentarily and intensively strengthen my arm with ¡¾Body Strengthening¡¿ and throw the pebble. I throw pebbles every day for hunting. My ¡¾Stone Throwing¡¿ skill is quite high. I¡¯m iparable to amateurs like Uncle Rand. The pebble released from my right hand hits the mouse on the head as if sucked in! It (he? she?) loses consciousness and stops moving. I quickly approach and twist its neck just to be sure. I gut it with a sharp pointed stone I use frequently, removing the smelly parts. This process is also applying techniques Extra saw in ¡°an isekai broadcast of a hunting god.¡± Well, it seems they didn¡¯t eat mice in that broadcast. Anyway, with this, tonight¡¯s main dish is secured. I¡¯ll pick some tasty vegetables on the way back and make a sd! Even though I¡¯m a carnivorous girl, I need to eat vegetables for beauty! Oh! Extra, don¡¯t sweat the small stuff. If it¡¯s edible, it¡¯s a vegetable to me. In other words, it¡¯s not an exaggeration to say that all edible nts in this world are vegetables. Insects, grass, mice. This world is overflowing with food. What a wonderful, easy-to-survive-in otherworld! ¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!! Damn iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit!! Living alone in the forest without relying on parents from a young age!? Surviving by eating poisonous caterpirs and mice!!? Don¡¯t screw with meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!! ¡­Yeah, maybe I¡¯m just a bit tired. I¡¯ll go back to the base today, eat, and go straight to sleep¡­ Chapter 8: Into a Happy Dream with Extra Chapter 8: Into a Happy Dream with Extra
  1. Into a Happy Dream with Extra
* * * ¡°¡¾Ignite.¡¿¡± In the space above my open palm, where there should be nothing, a small orb of fire appears. The fireball transfers to the dried leaves and branches I had prepared earlier, crackling as it begins to burn. I skewer the meat of the Naked Awful-tasting Mouse I had caught earlier on my favorite sharp, long stone and watch intently as it roasts over the fire. Looking up, the sky is already turning purple, cloudless, and begins to darken, a sight filled with stars more beautiful than anything imaginable in my previous life. The air is clean here. Enjoying the faint chirping of insects from the surrounding grass, I quietly observe the flickering mes of the fire. Life in this world is tough, but moments like these aren¡¯t bad. I¡¯ve managed to survive another day. While waiting for the meat to cook, I¡¯m enveloped in a sense of satisfaction that overshadows the anxiety for tomorrow. ¡­This ce is my base in Naso Forest, in front of the Kariva Great Tree¡¯s clearing. The Kariva Great Tree is a massive tree that bears acorn-like fruits in autumn. Its trunk is so thick that ten adults holding hands could not encircle it. It has several holes in its trunk, and one of them is where I sleep. The hole, located a bit up the trunk, keeps me safe from ground-dwelling beasts, offers a great view, and is reasonably spacious and warm; it¡¯s my favorite spot. ¡­When I first found this hole, it was upied by arge owl-like creature, but I¡¯ve killed it, so now this ce is my home. That creature¡­ was delicious. By the way, the ¡¾Ignite¡¿ spell I used earlier is one of the few magics I can use. It¡¯s a life magic that creates a small fireball by causing a chemical reaction using magical power. Besides ¡¾Ignite¡¿, I can also use ¡¾Dry¡¿, which maniptes the moisture in dead leaves and such to dry them out, and ¡¾Collect Water¡¿, which gathers moisture from the air to create drinking water. I think ¡¾Body Strengthening¡¿ and ¡¾Presence Concealment¡¿ might also be considered magic¡­ However, ording to the people of this world, those aren¡¯t categorized as magic. Well, it¡¯s just a ssification made by humans, and since all these techniques fundamentally involve manipting magical power, I think it¡¯s fine to consider them the same. ¡­Yeah, you¡¯re right, Extra. I take a bite of the mouse meat, now somewhat less smelly after being thoroughly cooked. It¡¯s hard. I focus ¡¾Body Strengthening¡¿ intensively on my jaw and teeth, forcing myself to bite through the meat. Additionally, I¡¯ve protected the inside of my mouth with ¡¾Body Strengthening¡¿ as well, so the heat doesn¡¯t cause any burns. As I chew, the smell and bitterness spread throughout my mouth, but the salt that Cody gave me (gave¡­?) makes it taste somewhat better. That is, it¡¯s somewhat betterpared to what I usually eat. <Sigh¡­ Delicious, isn¡¯t it, Emi? Indeed, food is the greatest form of entertainment!> Extra and I share sensations, but how we evaluate those sensations differs between us. ¡­Extra, having never ¡°eaten anything¡± for many years as a ¡°vessel for a god,¡± basically finds everything delicious, blessed with a blissfully undiscriminating pte. <¡­Did you just mock me a bit?> Not at all, not at all! In my mind, Extra is puffing up in anger. Hey, hey! Don¡¯t just say things like that out of the blue! ¡­It¡¯s embarrassing! Feeling somewhat shy from the exchange, I quickly finished my meal and climbed up the tree to my sleeping spot. Though I felt a bit down today after all the thinking, I managed to feel a bit more positive in the end. Tomorrow will surely be okay. Tomorrow will definitely be a better day than today. Thank you always, Extra. Ehehe, because you¡¯re with me, I can keep going. Please¡­ keep supporting me¡­ from now on¡­ With a warm feeling, I embarked on a journey to the world of dreams. ¡­That night, I dreamt of eating a feast in a warm home together with Extra. Since I¡¯ve been fortunate enough to reincarnate, I want to let Extra taste even more delicious food. Surely, that would be a wonderful thing. Aiming for such a future, I must survive for now. Let¡¯s do our best together again tomorrow, Extra¡­ However, that blissful drowsiness was shattered as soon as the sun rose the next morning, by a tremendous roar and vibration. Chapter 9: ..Ah, that ones a reincarnated person. Chapter 9: ..Ah, that one''s a reincarnated person.
  1. ¡­Ah, that one¡¯s a reincarnated person.
* * * Boommmmm!!! In the early morning mist of Naso Forest, an unheard roar reverberates. Naturally, I was jolted awake by that roar and its apanying vibration. The Kariva Great Tree, where I nest, trembles violently. What¡¯s this noise!? It¡¯s still early in the morning, and yet it disturbs my peaceful sleep! ¡­I really hate being disturbed while I¡¯m sleeping! I leap up, frowning, and stick my head out of the hole to look outside. The dark blue sky is gradually brightening. Beneath it, in a corner of the lush Naso Forest, ck smoke is rising. This Extra, being a maniac for isekai broadcasts, casually uses ng learned from ¡°events¡± in streaming. And she¡¯s overly curious and carefree. Without any sense of caution, she made such a suggestion. Still groggy from waking up, I, driven by anger for having my peaceful sleep disturbed (nning to throw stones in protest), thoughtlessly dashed toward the source of the roaring noise and smoke. * * * ¡­And that brings us to now. It was quite the roar, wasn¡¯t it, Extra? The cause of such a roar must definitely be something, right? If the cause turned out to be a dangerous and powerful monster, what were you nning to do, Extra? <¡­¡­¡­¡­> Silent treatment, huh. Gah! I can¡¯t argue back when you put it like that! Well, um, I guess there¡¯s¡­ no danger, maybe? I arrived at the source of the smoke in less than five minutes. It was quite a distance, but as a 5-year-old who is ustomed to forest living and skilled in ¡¾Body Strengthening¡¿, I wasn¡¯t even out of breath from such a move. ¡­And then. What I¡¯m secretly peeping at from the bushes is a clearing that suddenly appeared in Naso Forest. Wasn¡¯t there such a clearing here until yesterday? The trees were knocked down, turned into ck char, and smoke was billowing up. Ah¡­ the carcasses of (probably) Naked Awful-tasting Mice have also turned into charcoal. They¡¯re definitely inedible now. What a waste¡­ But that¡¯s not the point! My gaze shifts to the person who seems to have created this clearing. Standing there was a beautiful boy with ming red hair and red eyes, about the same age as me¡­ no, if my memory serves me right, he should be the same age as me. When I say ¡°if my memory serves me right,¡± it¡¯s because I know the name of that beautiful boy. After all¡­ he¡¯s Torch Fenoben, who lives in the same vige of Fenoben as me. Oh, the reason his surname is the same as the vige¡¯s name is that he¡¯s the son of the vige chief. In this country (I don¡¯t know the name of the country because I haven¡¯t studied it),moners like me don¡¯t have surnames, but it seems that families at the level of the vige chief can have a family name. Not that it matters. ¡­Hmm? But what in the world is going on here?? As far as I know, Torch-kun is indeed the son of the vige chief, but he¡¯s definitely just a typical vige child A, and shouldn¡¯t possess the power to cause such ridiculous destruction? As I stood there perplexed and frozen, Torch-kun, who had a wry smile on his face, began to mutter to himself. My super hearing, honed by forest living (probably due to ¡¾Body Strengthening¡¿ making my ears incredibly sharp), caught his words. ¡°¡­This requires practice in control. Really, the power of ¡¾Divine Blessing¡¿ is something else¡­¡± ¡­Torch-kun mutters to himself in a ¡°give me a break¡± manner. Huh? Was he always the type to talk like an adult? I thought he was more of a typical mischievous 5-year-old brat¡­ ¡­Wait, ¡°blessing¡±? Torch-kun mentioned a blessing just now, didn¡¯t he? A blessing is¡­ Torch-kun said ¡¾Divine Blessing¡¿, right? ¡­I remember that name¡­ That god, probably, was at that auction venue five years ago¡­ An adult-like demeanor unbefitting of a 5-year-old. And a mighty power. ¡¾Divine Blessing¡¿. ¡­Ah, that one¡¯s a reincarnated person. Chapter 10: The Beginning of a Heros Tale and the Blunt Extra Chapter 10: The Beginning of a Hero''s Tale and the Blunt Extra
  1. The Beginning of a Hero¡¯s Tale and the Blunt Extra
* * * The vige chief¡¯s son, Torch-kun, was a reincarnated person. But, Extra-sama. I¡¯ve seen him around before, and he always seemed like a normal 5-year-old, right? He never showed any signs of remembering a previous life like I do? So, gods can manipte the memories of the reincarnated, huh? Why would they do that? <¡­There may be various reasons, but the main reason might be because the Holy Goddess thought it would be ¡°more interesting¡± that way. In short, it¡¯s for the convenience of the Holy Goddess¡¯s script.> How blunt!? ¡­Thinking that Torch-kun, who possesses the power of such a destructive blessing, is just a toy of the Holy Goddess makes me feel a strange sense of pity for him. Well, how the gods treat a former ssmate of mine doesn¡¯t really matter to me. But what was Torch-kun¡¯s name in his previous life? I remember he was the first boy to be auctioned off by the Holy Goddess at the auction¡­ It¡¯s been 5 years since the reincarnation, and I¡¯m starting to forget. <¡­Emi, you seem very detached when ites to acquaintances from your previous life, don¡¯t you?> Hmm? ¡­Yeah, well, I guess so. They didn¡¯t like me. And I didn¡¯t like them either. ¡­It¡¯s not an interesting story, nor do I want to remember it. <¡­I¡¯m sorry for asking such a strange question.> Aw, don¡¯t apologize, Extra-sama! I¡¯m not bothered by it at all! ¡­Hm? * * * While I and Extra-sama were enjoying our internal conversation, our attention shifts back to Torch-kun, or rather, to the bushes on the opposite side of Torch-kun. Yeah, Extra-sama. What¡¯s that over there? There¡¯s something there. * * * Rustle! ¡°Who¡¯s there!!?¡± The bushes shake violently, and even Torch-kun notices the presence and turns around. Standing there was¡­ ¡°Ah, haha¡­¡± ¡°Ah¡­ Caro!? Why are you here!?¡± Standing there was a girl in a white dress, with her light blue hair braided into two its on either side, Caro-chan. Yes, Extra-sama. I think she was picked up by the vige chief and raised almost like siblings with Torch-kun. She should be about 5 years old too. But¡­ ¡°Ah, it¡¯s dangerous, Caro! Didn¡¯t the adults tell you not to go outside the vige alone!? Are you okay? No injuries? Weren¡¯t you scared!?¡± ¡°Woah! I¡¯m okay, I¡¯m okay, Torch-nii!¡± After suddenly hugging Caro-chan, Torch-kun frantically checks her for injuries, touching her all over in a panic. Caro-chan is flustered but doesn¡¯t seem to mind too much. <¡­Those two are unusually close for 5-year-olds, aren¡¯t they? There¡¯s no impropriety because of their age, but still.> Right? ¡­ Torch-kun and Caro-chan always seem to have an excessive brother-sisterplex. They¡¯re always together, creating their own little world wherever they go. Even after Torch-kun¡¯s memories of his previous life resurfaced, it seems his behavior towards her hasn¡¯t changed. I see. So, the reason for reviving memories of a previous life years after reincarnation might also be to solidify the personality in this life. ¡°Why did youe to the forest alone, Caro¡­¡± ¡°Because, because! I saw Torch-nii leaving the vige secretly! I, I got worried¡­¡± ¡°I see, sorry Caro¡­¡± While I hide in the bushes and ponder about isekai, they continue to deepen their own sweet world. The atmosphere is sweet. Sickeningly sweet, as if the background is pink with sparkles flying around (a hard-to-understand manga expression). Despite being just 5-year-olds. ¡°¡­But, wait! Torch-nii, what happened to this scorched earth!? Did Torch-nii do this? Torch-nii, could you always use such amazing magic!?¡± ¡°Ah, haha. Actually, when I woke up this morning, I realized that I had been endowed with ¡¾Divine Blessing¡¿! I was just trying out its power.¡± ¡°Eh¡­Eeeeeehhhhh!? ¡¾Divine Blessing¡¿!? Isn¡¯t that the blessing that heroes in fairy tales have! Torch-nii is amazing! Torch-nii was a hero!?¡± Torch-kun openly shared about his blessing with Caro-chan. Caro-chan was thrilled. She grabbed Torch-kun¡¯s hands and started jumping up and down. But, a hero¡­? Really!? So, Extra-sama, could you not put it so bluntly!? ¡°Hey, Torch-nii! Let¡¯s hurry back to the vige! We have to tell everyone about this!¡± ¡°Wait, Caro! If we do that, it¡¯ll cause a hugemotion! I was thinking of keeping this a secret until I can control this power and the dayes for me to set out on a journey to save the world!¡± ¡°Eh~, is that so¡­? But, okay, if Torch-nii says so, I¡¯ll keep it a secret too.¡± ¡°Thanks, Caro! ¡­Now, I¡¯m hungry, right? Let¡¯s go back to the vige and eat breakfast!¡± ¡°Ah! Wait for me, Torch-nii~~!¡± Saying that, Torch-kun ran off towards the vige. Caro-chan hurriedly chased after him. But, after making such a loud noise, can he really keep it a secret? I think the vigers must have woken up from that sound, and if they find out Torch-kun and the others were not in the vige at that time, wouldn¡¯t they suspect something?