I've spent a year in this village which means I'm 6 now, and im also being harassed by the villagers now. By 'harass' I mean in broad daylight they try to kill me.
"HAAA!(Attacker)"
"HA!"(Zail)
Someone tried to stab me with a sword, and sadly I can't kill him. It's not because I'm afraid, it's because they're obviously gonna do something to make me take the blame, so I instead dodged the sword by a tiny margin and then kicked his 'son'.
"GOFUH!"(Attacker)
Seems like he passed out. I pickpocketed his fainted body and stole his money, it seems he had 340 Ria. This may be late but this is this world's currency:
One copper coin is ten Ria.
A silver coin is one hundred Ria.
A large silver coin is a thousand Ria.
A gold coin is ten thousand Ria.
A large gold coin is one hundred thousand Ria.
And a white gold coin is one million Ria.
One copper coin can buy a cup of water, five coppers could get you a shabby inn, a silver could get you a shabby inn with food, and a large silver could get you a decent inn with good food. I got 340 Ria from this guy and adding the previous attacker's money to my piggy bank I have exactly 1,230 Ria, in other words I have 1 large silver, two normal silvers and three copper coins. This seems a little profitable. This is my savings over 8 months of being attacked by the way.
"...If Ryuuto went into this world instead he would probably challenge the attackers head on, and save people like a brainless idiot. Only good things he actually had were his cheerfulness and his tournament-level martial arts...."(Zail)
As I reminisced about one of my trustworthy friends I heard a rustle noise, in the bush near me. I took the attacker's sword and made a stance to prepare myself for any approaching dangers, I then headed slowly to the rustling. What I saw was--
"*Boing* *Boing*"(???)
--A slime. The slime headed towards me and stopped, it then formed a tentacle and reached out it's hand towards me slowly. It's as if--
"--It wants to be my friend"(Zail)
When I said that the slime jumped as if it was agreeing with me. It slowly reached a hand out as if to verify a friendship, however I didn't care and just stabbed it with the sword.
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