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1. The chronicles of earth: the boy, the perverted gentleman and a wardrobe

1. The chronicles of earth: the boy, the perverted gentleman and a wardrobe

The lady walked closer and moved her hand here but it seemed like her palm has been pressed on a window to me.

“He went through the wall!”

While her mother kept touching where I went through with astonished face, the girl moved to where I can’t see but I remember that there is a window over there so she probably checked whether I really went through the wall. Come to think of it, it was on the second floor over there.

“Hmm, this is kind of amusing.”

“What? Hey, I can hear your voice! Come out here right now and I won’t hurt you.”

“Um, really?”

It seems my voice really reached there as she immediately answered.

“Yup, just come here now.”

“Promise you won’t hit me.”

“Okay, I promise!”

After resolving myself, I walked through the door and…

The lady caught me in a sleeper hold.

“W, wait! You promised!”

“Yeah, I promised not to hit you right?”

“You also said you won’t hurt me!”

“Did I? I forgot.”

She increased her strength after saying so, but because she held me close I could feel big and soft pleasant feeling on my back. Aaah, is this the so called blissful suffering? I thought it was just a myth.

“Now, fess up! Who are you and what were you doing in my daughter’s room? What with coming from the wall?”

“Ugh… I told… you… already! I’m not… sure… what… happened myself.”

“Then why is this room in a mess? You attacked my daughter huh?”

“No… it was… her… throwing things… at mehhh”

Aah the pleasant feelings, the fading consciousness. I could get used to this… Hell NO!

The lady looked at her daughter who nodded with flushed cheeks in response while I am starting to contemplate on my existence. How small I am, to wonder whether to be happy or agonizing over whatever is happening to me… heh, if I have any regret it is that I wouldn’t have the chance to delete my treasure stash in my old laptop. Anyone who might investigate my house in case I am reported as a missing person, please overlook the abnormal amount of my treasure.

“Aa… mom… your useless son… is coming to… your side… now…”

“Oops.”

The lady released me and I fell sprawled on the floor. I really thought I would die, half in bliss damn it.

“For the time being, you’re good to go. It doesn’t seem like you are a liar after all.”

“*cough* well, thanks… I’d appreciate it more if you didn’t strangle me though.”

“Hey, while she did tell me no such thing happened I still had to make sure that some unknown bastard didn’t defile my cute daughter! You also saw her naked!”

“Yes, I saw her but it was an accident! I also agree that she is cute but why would I lay my hand on someone I have never met before and in such an unexpected situation?”

Let’s keep the fact that I wanted to become a perverted gentleman to myself for my own safety. *ahem.

“H… ha…uuuu…”

Both me and the lady looked at the girl who squatted while hiding her face in embarrassment, perhaps because she was called cute without reservation by her mother and by a good looking guy… wait, where’s the good looking guy? Damn, my own brain even denied the notion. No, not about that she is cute, but obviously about the good looking guy.

Things finally calmed down right when the sky has turned orange colored and I was invited to their dinner as an apology for strangling me and to talk about the wall… the door on my side. I get the feeling that I was forgetting something but if I could forget it then it shouldn’t be that important, right?

While the lady is preparing the food I sat on the chair right in front of the girl who kept looking at me with hostility which changes into embarrassed look and she immediately averted her eyes instead whenever I returned her gaze. It seems it will be fun to tease this girl, huehehehe.

“Here you go.”

After giving me and the girl empty wooden bowl and spoon the lady placed a wooden container of brownish soup with some kind of cut vegetables floating in it and a large plate with largely cut darkish colored bread. I am a rice man so I don’t know much about bread but this doesn’t look to be a good one.

Anyway, not accepting their hospitality would be rude so after the lady urged me to start eating first I took the ladle, scooped some soup into my bowl. I also took a cut of bread.

Stolen from Royal Road, this story should be reported if encountered on Amazon.

“Hm, what’s this boy? You need to eat more or your body will just become even more feeble.”

Gahhhh, that actually hit me hard but I don’t think I can go against this lady so I just make a wry smile.

“I don’t eat much by nature.”

I lied. I just don’t do much exercise. I mean I need to confirm the taste and safety first but I get the feeling she might do the so called table flipping if I say the truth.

I took a bite of the bread and found out that it isn’t so bad. Kind of nutty and there’s just slight sweetness following it. I’d still say that breads from a minimarket taste better though. I copied the lady who dipped the bread into her soup and well, at least like this I can say that the taste is satisfying. The soup only contains vegetables and it feels like there wasn’t much seasoning other than a small amount of salt.

“Sorry if it tastes bad. Our village is kind of in a hard time so even these are luxury right now.”

“Ah, no. It is quite good actually.”

I immediately felt bad for my previous thought. Rather than stopping, I think I should eat more to show that I don’t dislike it. I took another slice of bread while looking at the girl munching her bread in silence. Come to think of it, she barely speaks and it was kind of strange when she did. Maybe she can’t speak?

“Contrary to your look, you’re not so tactless eh? Care to tell me your name boy? I’m Nessa and she is Muirne.”

I gulped properly before answering.

“I’m Renaldi Kharisma. But people usually just call me Ren so please do so if you would.”

“You got last name? Are you a tribe chief or noble from somewhere?”

The girl also responded by looking at me with interest.

“Nah, nothing like that. Most people where I come from got two or even three names.”

“Seriously? Now that is a different culture. You did say you came from a different world. Are you sure it was not just a different continent or something?”

“What? You still couldn’t believe me? In my world everyone got ears similar to mine. Ears like yours are only stuff of fantasy and young boy’s romance.”

“Uhh, it’s not like that… saying that you are a user of the lost art of magic is actually more believable so… wait, what do you mean by a young boy’s romance?”

“Nothing, just the stuff over there. Anyway, did you say magic? There’s magic in this world? By any means tell me how to use it!”

If you’re talking about fantasy then magic is a must, right?

“I said that magic is a lost art didn’t I? It definitely existed but no one can use it now.”

What a bummer… in such a situation, it is best to try it out myself right? I tried imagining a small fire coming from my fingertip. I concentrated and concentrated until I can feel some sort of strange feeling of something moving along my veins to my fingertip and,

“What are you doing? More importantly we should talk about the wall… or the door as you said it.”

And I feel like an idiot for raising my hand and looking at it with serious face.

“Ahem, for that matter, I already made my decision! Please let me come here for every once in a while. I won’t do it for free of course. I will bring something as tribute or you can have me do some chores here.”

The girl, Muirne looked at me in surprise while Nessa just stared at me with her questioning gaze.

“Tell me your reason first.”

“I’m interested in this world, I’d like to see more and perhaps do some explorations when I have some longer free time.”

“T… s… no… I… d…nt …wa… to b… p…ep…d a…ain!”

Muirne looked at me with her face showing rejection. Uhh that last part, she doesn’t want me to peep on her again? When I looked at her she immediately looked down with a sad expression though. Perhaps she is conscious of her way of speech?

Nessa just sighed before asking me again.

“Tell me your real reason.”

“Hey, that wasn’t a lie… but if I have to say more… I just want to have another dinner here… It’s been a while since I last ate with somebody else.”

I inadvertently smiled wryly before continuing.

“Besides, I want to become friends with your cute daughter! Can I call you mother?”

And she threw an empty bowl right onto my forehead.

“Don’t get so full of yourself boy! How did becoming a friend guarantee you to call me mother?”

As I rubbed my forehead Nessa looked at her daughter who in turn looked at me, this time with hesitation instead of blatant denial.

“How about it Muirne? I guess it won’t hurt to have someone take care of menial chores here.”

“B…t h… ab…t my r…om… I ca..nt j…st let… a… boy… c…me an… go… as… h… p…se!”

Whoa that was a long one for her… I couldn’t catch most of it.

“Hm? Ah, I’ll do something about that. Boy, you  should help out too if you want to visit again!”

After finishing our meal Nessa took me outside her house. The next thing I saw after I walked through the back door made me hold my breath.

“Whoa!”

“Hm? What is it boy? What’s wrong with the sky?”

“It’s amazing!”

I remember my childhood when my mom brought me to her hometown, a small town with more nature than man made structure. The meeting with mom’s family wasn’t a good memory but the starry night over there was so beautiful and this one here I am looking right now is even more beautiful. The surrounding is illuminated by the stars and the… huh? Three moons? There are three moons in the star ocean above. One reddish and one bluish moon in comparatively smaller size than another one that looked to be similar to earth’s moon.

“That’s fantasy alright.”

“Hey, come over here, we have to finish this before the night grows late.”

I immediately ran to follow her to a worn out shed without any wall.

“Here, help me take this to Muirne’s room.”

She pointed at a big old cabinet… a wardrobe I guess.

“i was thinking to use it as firewood but I guess it’s fine. First let’s take off the back panel then everything else but the mainframe and door.”

I followed her instruction and we both finished it in a little more than half an hour. After that the two of us took the heavy wardrobe to Muirne’s room. Yeah, on the second floor. For the frail and delicate me it was so tiring but Nessa didn’t even break a sweat. Where is my pride as a man? *sob.

We put the wardrobe so that it will cover the door, or the wall to my kitchen. We hollowed out the cabinet so I can pass through it without problem. So this is what the cabinet is for. I personally think even a placing a curtain will be enough… or not. I finally noticed that the wardrobe can be locked from outside since it got keyholes. You can also put something like metal or wooden bar on the handle. So that’s why.

“I will hand the key to Muirne later. Just knock when you come to visit but just give up and come back later if she isn’t around to open it for you.”

Hmm, wait… what if Muirne doesn’t want to open it for me? My first impression was bad after all.

Maybe Nessa came to similar conclusion, she whispered something to Muirne who nodded  with another hesitant look.

“Don’t worry, Muirne won’t pretend that she isn’t here when you visit. Right?”

Muirne looked at me for a bit before nodding weakly.

“Thanks Muirne.”

She was looking down by the time I thanked and smiled at her. First impression matters a lot isn’t it? *sigh

“Okay, let’s call it a day for now. It’s late so you should go back boy.”

“Ah, sure. I think I should tell you in advance that I might visit again in two or three days.”

If I don’t have part time job after school then I can visit anytime… darn it.

After we said goodbyes I entered the wardrobe and then the door to my kitchen.

Wardrobe and another world, eh? I hope my life story won’t be titled as ‘The chronicles of earth: the boy, the perverted gentleman and a wardrobe’.

“Hm, it’s still raining outside?”

I looked through the window and remembered something.

“My laundry!!!”