The guild was crowded with adventurers returning from quests, and I quickly pulled the cart loaded with my prey and joined the waiting line at the counter.
I don't want to get involved with other adventurers as much as possible, so I want to settle things quickly.
"Oh, Eugene, are you on your way back from hunting?"
...That's what I thought, but it seemed I'd been spotted by someone I didn't want to be found, and I let out a small sigh in my heart.
She approached me without any hesitation and peered into the cart.
"What kind of prey did you hunt today? Show me the face of the foolish prey hunted by a mere man... Haha, a rabbit! I suppose so, what kind of prey could a solo man hunt!"large hornBighorn
Irene, who was grinning broadly and sarcastically as she approached me, was a swordsman who had joined the adventurer's guild a month after I had joined... so we were kind of in the same year. She was about five years younger than me, but she had the face of a healthy, sporty girl. Even back then, she would annoy me, telling me things like, "Guys shouldn't be adventurers, they should just stay at home and change the kids' diapers."
Six months have passed since then, and Irene has formed a party with reliable companions, promoted her adventurer rank, and is rapidly climbing the corporate ladder.
Meanwhile, I had only just become able to hunt several large horned rabbits a day, which are known as the lowest level monsters. There was no way that any adventurer would team up with me, a man with no fighting skills, so I was pushing ahead on my solo path like a model of a weak adventurer.
I didn't feel a little lonely watching my peers steadily advance in their ranks while I spent my days collecting medicinal herbs and scavenging, jobs that even the lowest-ranked adventurers could do. However, I was relieved that if this changed the world we lived in, he wouldn't have to deal with me anymore...
"That's what I'm saying, Yuji. You have no talent. You should give up being an adventurer and become a maid instead. Why don't I hire you?"
For some reason, even after half a year, this guy continues to bother me.
I let out a small sigh and turned a cold gaze towards Irene.
"Don't get carried away, Irene. You're just a rookie who's just been promoted to the Bronze rank. Are you in a position to hire a maid? You can say things like that once you've been promoted a bit more and can live in a nice mansion."
"...Tch, he's such a talkative guy. How cheeky for a man."
Irene spat out the words and shook her red ponytail in a sulky mood.
Along with the sound of silky hair rubbing together, a sweet and sour scent mixed with sweat drifted through the air, and I instinctively turned my face away so that she couldn't read my expression.
"Huh? What's the matter, Yuji? Do you hate talking to me that much?"
"Haha, I don't want to smell the stinky body odor of a woman returning from an adventure. Men are delicate. So put on some perfume before talking to a gentleman."ladyLady
Her companion chuckled and poked Irene in the side.
Irene's face suddenly turned red and she yelled, "Shut up!" as she strode away.
...Oh, sniff your armpits to check their smell.
She bowed slightly to her fellow magician, who was shrugging her shoulders, and the woman, who seemed to be a little older than Irene, gave a small wink in return and ran off after Irene.
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"Thank you for your hard work, Yuuji-san."
The man with glasses who works at the guild reception calmly settles the bill and records it in my adventurer's notebook. His name is Wes, and he is a young man with a plain appearance among the mostly flamboyant men on the reception staff. He is not popular with the ladies, but I am very close with him.
What's good about it is that they don't discriminate against people of color. In a world with dark elves and dwarves, I never thought there would be a receptionist who would blatantly frown on someone with yellow skin.
"I have received three large horned rabbits. They are in good condition and have been properly drained of blood, so I will give them a C rating."
"Thanks."
A C rating means that the job was done exactly as the guild ordered. If the results exceeded the guild's expectations, an A or B rating would be given, but if the prey was badly damaged or the hunt was skipped, the rating would go down.
The big-horned rabbit, known as a very popular monster around here, is an easy prey for a novice solo adventurer like me to hunt. Even though it's a mutant rabbit, it's extremely aggressive and doesn't take much effort to chase, and what's more, it keeps reproducing wherever you hunt it, so no matter how many you hunt, the number never decreases.
Although the reward is correspondingly small, if you can hunt one a day, it will be enough for that day's bread, and since they are as big as a medium-sized dog, the meat will fill you up.
However, if you let your guard down, they will brandish their sharp horns and charge at you, which can be a problem. If they manage to make a hole in your leather armor, you'll end up in the red.
It took a lot of hard work to get to the point where I could hunt this thing consistently.
I carefully tucked the silver coins I received from the receptionist into my pocket and went to return the cart I had borrowed.
Then he left his own equipment, such as his spear, leather armor, and boots, in the guild's warehouse, changed into his everyday clothes, and left the guild.
Why don't I keep my gear with me? Because if I leave it at the inn I'll get scammed.
The level of civility in this world is extremely low.
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"Kaa~!"
I stuffed my cheeks with skewered meat and sipped hot ale, and finally felt at ease. I feel like I'm living for this drink.
This story takes place in a bar where adventurers gather.
Leaving the guild behind, I bought some dinner from a food stall that was nearing the end of its business hours, then headed to a bar I frequent.
Although it is called a bar, it is not like an izakaya or a bar in Japan, but a place like a Western bar, which is more like a restaurant that also serves alcohol. They don't get angry if you bring food you bought elsewhere, and as long as you order alcohol, they will let you off the hook. Sometimes they will tell you that today's stew was well made, so you should order it.
By the way, I was a university student in Japan and fully an adult, so it's okay for me to order ale. No one would blame me in this other world. Even kids drink alcohol. After all, it's a world where raw water is dangerous, so it's safer for even kids to drink alcohol.
Ah, I miss Japan, where it was okay to drink tap water as is. Japan is just weird from a global perspective. In most Western and East Asian countries, it's dangerous to drink tap water raw.
Also, today I'm eating alone again.
In the bar, the drunk female adventurers were laughing vulgarly and yelling "Gahahahaha!", and were having a wild party that would rival even a club of low-ranking university students.
If there's one thing that's different from modern Japan, it's the lack of men. Here and there, you can see men sipping on their drinks at tables, but there's always a brazen female adventurer standing next to them, glaring at them as if to say, "This guy's mine!"
No, intimidating adventurers are amazing. There are guys with tattoos on half of their faces, guys with large sword scars above their eyes, and swordsmen with muscular bodies and arms three times thicker than mine. All of them are biologically female, so I wonder what kind of diet they have to live to become like that.
This must be thanks to the mysterious power of magic that every human in this world possesses. I can tell that the men who are welcomed into such elite parties all have an aura of being something extraordinary. I've finally been able to sense the magic of others recently, and it feels like they are on a completely different level as living beings. As a magician, even if you're born a damn weak creature like a man, you're probably able to compete on an equal footing with a woman.
While thinking about such things and sipping my drink alone...
"Hey Eugene! Come over here and pour me a drink!"
A drunk man was waving an empty mug over his head and yelling at me.
This is Ursuna. She has long blonde hair in a ponytail and is in her early twenties. She's about the same age as me.scoutThief
If she were an international student at a modern Japanese university, she would have the kind of beautiful features that would make any man fall in love with her, and she seems like the kind of girl who would dress up in sparkling outfits and take feminine photos that would look great on Instagram, but in this world, she's a pathetic woman who drinks alcohol and throws up in her sleep every night, yelling, "I'm not popular with men!"
Biologically speaking, it is a world where the birth rate of men is low, so it is a society with a surplus of women. Adventurers doing shady work where they don't know what tomorrow will bring are even less likely to attract men.
"No way. I don't get paid by this bar. I'm just enjoying my dinner by myself, leave me alone."drinkerShakufu
"What?! You can't listen to what senpai has to say?! Do you know how much I took care of you six months ago!"
"I don't remember them taking much care of me, and if I had to go around and repay everyone who helped me in this guild, I'd probably be a sex slave by now."
I reflexively replied in a rude manner, then frowned in regret.
Ursuna had a loose, lewd grin on his face and was sending me a heated gaze.
"What's up Eugene, are you inviting me? Hehehe."
"I'm not inviting you. I said I am in the first place. Make sure you remember the other person's name before sprinkling the powder on them."HeroYuji
Yuji OshimaYuji OjimaThis extremely manly character is my Japanese name. It was given to me in the hope that I would become the most manly person in the world.
Unfortunately, in this world, man is a word that refers to a fragile creature, so the kanji ends up sounding extremely effeminate.
To begin with, the people of this country are not used to the sound of Yuuji, so they call him Yuji, Eugene, or even UG, whatever they like. What the hell is UG? At least call him by a human-like name.
"Ursna, don't do that. Eugene thinks he's out of reach. He doesn't want a dirty drunk."
"Ahhh?"
When one of his companions, unable to bear the sight, called out with a half-laugh, Ursuna let out a displeased growl.
"A flower beyond my reach? Even though I may look like this, I'm the illegitimate son of the royal family of a neighboring country! I'm a princess by trade, so I have everything I need!"
"Yes, yes, that story again. Is there a princess with a bad attitude like you?"
"Huh? Well then, I'll show you! Here you go! The princess's boobs are revealed!"
While shouting, Ursuna pulled up her shirt and carelessly removed her bra. Her voluptuous breasts bounced wildly, revealing her pure white skin and small pink nipples.
Gulp...
I swallowed and burned the scene into my retina.
Then she hastily turned her face away and squeaked out in an uncomfortable voice.
"You idiot! What a thing to show me, you shameless fool!"
"Gahahahaha! These are the princess's royal breasts, bow down to me!!"
Perhaps satisfied with my typical reaction, Ursuna gave a gleeful, idiotic laugh and gulped down her mug, spilling the milk out.raw manAction
≪I know this is sudden, but let me explain! This situation corresponds to a scene in the world we know: [A bad-tempered thug adventurer teases an innocent, beautiful new adventurer by exposing his penis!]!≫
"Hey, Ursunaa! Don't you dare throw out filthy things in my store! Get out of here, do you want to be banned?"
"Ugh... I'm sorry, landlady."
After the bar owner yelled at her, Ursuna hurriedly adjusted her clothes and sat back down in her chair.
I let out a deep sigh and slammed my mug down on the table.
"You idiot!!"
The bar suddenly fell silent, and an uncomfortable atmosphere filled the air.
Although I may respond by using foul language, I rarely yell.
"...Hey, Eugene is really angry. What are you going to do, Ursuna?"
"Well... I didn't think you'd get this angry..."
I glared at the Ursuna who were quietly discussing their situation, and thought to myself, "You're an idiot once again!"
What kind of bar are you in that you're lewdly throwing your breasts around?
If you do that, you should blush more when you're alone! Then I'll follow you around! That just makes you a slut! I'm a naive herbivore! If you want to eat a man, you should act cuter!
Even if I get sexually harassed like this, I'm acting like I'm out of my league, so it's a problem for me! If I go and rub her with a lewd face, I'll get a reputation as a playboy and be treated like a sex slave by the guild that very same day! An uncontrollable harem is just a feeding ground for them! Think about our situation more!Carnivorous girlshyena
But thanks for the boobs! I'll store them in my treasure chest of memories!
Thank you for releasing the fake princess' milkThank you for the fake royal boobs～～～～!!
"Hey, hey... it's my fault, Eugene."
As I was shaking with anger, Ursuna called out to me with a calm face.
I let out a small, forced sigh, stood up, and turned around on my heels.
"...That's enough."
And with a look on my face like a confused virgin who has been shown a man's genitals, I retreated to my lodgings on the second floor of the bar.
Wow, what a bargain!
It's a shitty hard mode chastity reversal alternate world where women are superior to men, there is a hierarchical and unequal society, it's unsanitary and there's even monsters, but every once in a while there's a lucky pervert experience like a reward, so I can't stop!