My next life as the Winter Fox? I just want a carefree life

A few questions arose. Saito realized that his level was one. If this was a RPG-like world, this was only natural, since he hadn’t fought with anyone yet.

 

But why was his MP so high? It must be the benefit of being a world traveler, who had high magic power as he was informed just now. By the way, HP referred to endurance, MP was magic power. ATK, DEF, AGL, HIT and INT respectively symbolized attack strength, defense, agility, hit chance and intelligence. 

 

These were expressions often used in games.

He was surprised at his unexpectedly high AGL, but given that he is the current reigning kendo national champion and the heir of the Nakajima sword style it also felt natural. 

 

Saito was just dragged along with the four Heroes. In other words, he himself wasn’t a Hero, but just an ordinary person. 

 

“How is it? When you look at the title, it should display Hero.”

 

Ichiro was the first to answer.

 

“Y- Yes, it does! It says Hero here! Uwah~ Awesome, I’m really a Hero.”

 

He uttered with a somewhat excited voice.

 

“Hey, what about you, Amane?”

 

Watanabe Amane. She was a talkative and popular girl in class. Her open and direct attitude in dealing with people gained her their goodwill.

Her short hair was bleached, albeit with a pale shade. Her breasts were somewhat lacking, but her slender figure as a sports ace was quite attractive.

 

“Yeah, I have it too.”

 

“Good. And you, Kasumi, Misaki?”

 

He called out to the other two girls. Hidorima Kasumi had pretty, glossy and long black hair.

Unlike Amane, she had a voluptuous body that attracted boys. She belonged to the tea club and the boys sometimes came by to ogle her in her kimono. Her charming points also included the kind of drooping eyes and the mole under her eye.

 

The other girl, Nishimura Misaki, was brimming with curiosity. Active in the newspaper club, she also planned to find employment in that field in the future. She was talkative as well and smart on top, so everyone often asked her for tips on the exams.

Her slightly wavy, black hair hung over her shoulders. From her cattish eyes, you could feel the strong resolution of never letting go of her prey. Both of them had the Hero title.

 

And as a matter of course, the gazes faced Saito next.

 

“What about you?”

 

"Nope."

 

"Can you tell us your title, then?"

 

"I don't have any title. Most likely I am an extra. You guys want the four Heroes, right? Then I seem useless?”

 

“Mh- Mhm…”

 

Liserg groaned with a difficult expression. He was perplexed about what to do.

 

“Since they’re Heroes, they can fight the Mazoku in some way, right? But I’m a no-name. You wouldn’t send me out to fight these dangerous guys too, would you?”

 

“…Then let me ask you: What do you want to do?”

 

“Go home?”

 

“Th- The documents speak of the Demon King knowing a magic to send you home.”

 

“S- So we just have to defeat the Demon King quickly!”

 

What an idiot, Saito thought. Even if the Demon King knew such magic, why would you defeat him? Saito was disgusted at Ichiro’s thoughtless statement.

 

“Aren't you being a bit too self-centered? All of us were brought here at your conveniences too. I’m sure our families are worried about us.”

 

“You are right. I can only ask for your pardon on this matter. We were left with no other choice.”

 

“No, to be honest, I don’t care about your circumstances."

 

“Huh?”

 

“I have no connections whatsoever to these four.”

 

“Hey, Nakajima! Aren’t we classmates?”

 

Ichiro yelled enraged.

 

“Yeah, we’re classmates. But we’re merely studying together in the same room by the school’s decision.”

 

“Th- That’s going too far…”

 

“So you say, but I haven’t spoken a single word with you, since we’re in the same class."

 

Saito mostly kept to himself. He didn't have a person he could call a friend, much less a girlfriend, and mostly spent his time either reading books or at his family dojo. 

 

"Anyway, getting back to the matter at hand… our families."

 

"Th- There is no need to worry about that. Right?”

 

A nearby scholar was addressed.

 

“Ah, y- yes! As a matter of fact, you all have been forgotten now!”

 

“F- Forgotten, you say?”

 

It was quite a shocking statement.

 

“Ah, please rest assured. There are forces at work to keep things coherent in your world. Once you return, it will be changed back… yes.”

 

That’s… a lie. Saito definitely felt that from their attitude. Everything they said is surely a lie.

 

“In- Indeed. Besides, our country is wonderful, so you will surely come to like it. You are all basically part of my family now. For now why don't we show you to your rooms? You must probably want to gather your thoughts."

 

"We’ll do it!”

 

“Really, you will?”

 

Liserg raised a voice to Ichiro's reply.

 

“Yes, we always wanted to travel in such a world.”

 

“Yeah! We four are playing an online game together too!”

 

As Amane had said, the four of them had played an online RPG game in their world. They often met up and discussed where to venture, just like they did after school before this. Right before they were summoned here, they were just talking about their desire to venture into a world like this.

 

“Th- Then you will accept!”

 

“Sorry, but are you still going to ignore my position here?”

 

Saito was a person that was straight forward. If he had something to say, he would say it without sugarcoating it.

 

“Ahaha, I guess he has a point. We’re Heroes, so we’ll get stronger, but it’s different for Nakajima-kun. He’s just a normal guy. So try putting yourself in his shoes.”

 

Misaki’s words were heavy because they hold the truth.

 

"Very well. We will not force you to fight. Please allow us some time to collect ourselves and figure out what the best course of action is."

 

For the time being all 5 of them were shown to their rooms. Saito felt that he shouldn't push further here.