Became an Extra in a Youth JRPG Game

Chapter 3

3 – Slime Slayer

“This…Is fun!!”

It felt like something new.

In the game, it was a classic turn-based battle in which you hit me with one shot, but this was reality.

In reality, there was no such thing as turn-based combat.

Whoops-!

The low-rep slime landed another body slam.

However, it was after I had already figured out the pattern. I dodged the attack by backstepping right back.

“Ughhhhh!!!”

I immediately swung the iron pipe with great momentum.

Wow-!!

The steel pipe directly hit the slime’s body. From the outside, it looked soft, but when I hit it, I felt a firm hand taste. With the feeling of something breaking inside the slime’s body, the slime’s body exploded.

“Come on!!!”

I cried out loud.

Rolling!!

Slime surrounded me in an instant.

Could it be because of the effect of the status window? A level was visible above the slime’s head.

At level 1, it was enough to kill without getting hit. Level 2… Had to struggle a bit. I had to be prepared to get hit by one or two.

Level 3 did not try. However, I decided not to risk it. It was just a Lee Seung-ha job when he did Gaekgi.

Yes. I’m a sucker. It was the beginning of acknowledging this. The correct answer was to make the best possible move.

Wow-! Buzz-!

I stomped on the slimes that came running merrily.

“Gerrr.!”

Could it be that the weak slime summoned the older brother? Level 3, 4 powerful slimes popped out.

Level 1 and 2 slimes have dried seeds. If so, my judgment was quick.

“Adios!!”

What do you do? Should pop out I ran right out. Anyway, the time is 1:30 in the morning. It was time for work.

——–

After Sergeant Snake sneaked into the house with an action that rivaled that of Sergeant Snake, I immediately washed up and went to sleep.

The next morning.

I opened my phone and checked the news. Even though it was a heterogeneous phone, I knew how to use it completely. The memory of the screen lock pattern was also implicit. It felt like Shota Arigiri’s memories were mixed with mine.

‘There are no missing persons or casualties…’

I said, scanning the news timeline.

Fortunately, no one was attacked by the monster last night.

Monsters from the underworld were invisible to the naked eye unless they were awakened psychorobos or people with the necessary qualifications. A person who was unluckyly murdered wandering around at night was only found with a heart attack.

It was set that the invasion of the Underworld would begin at the beginning of this year. And the first partner of the deceased was me, Arigiri Shota.

‘First of all… I have to avoid that event no matter what.’

I made a firm resolution.

‘By the way… My level hasn’t risen.’

In terms of experience, I didn’t level up even though I defeated a lot of slimes. To be honest, I thought I would take level 3 overnight.

‘Is it because it’s an extra…’

Like the main character, the level didn’t rise straight up.

Now there are about two weeks left until the first week of March. To be honest, I felt impatient.

However, I had to do what I could do now.

———-

After eating with my mother, I headed straight to the kendo gym.

“Shota. I met Kiryu-san the other day, and he talked about you.”

Mother said.

“She says she’s learning very hard. Great. Shota.”

My mother looked at me with vague eyes.

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Well… My son, who had been living a hikikomori life, was finally doing outside activities. From his parents’ point of view, it seems like a big deal.

“I want to change.”

I said with a smile. If you don’t change, you die.

“I see…”

Then the mother suddenly burst into tears. I immediately comforted her mother. After that, she headed straight to her kendo gym and took a stamp of attendance.

———-

After that, I trained hard at the kendo hall.

Paaang-!!

I hit the head at a target made of tires.

“Hmm…That’s interesting.”

Seeing my movements, Gonzaemon stroked his chin.

“Ah. What’s wrong?”

I asked Gonzaemon.

“No…How can I say it. It’s like he’s actually hitting a person. Anyone who sees it thinks he has actual combat experience.”

Said Gonzaemon.

“Ahahahahaha. Isn’t this another talent?”

I laughed and trembled. Apparently, they became close enough to tremble.

“Ahahahahaha!! Look at how arrogant he is!!”

Gonzaemon chuckled.

“Okay!! Keep it like this!”

Gonzaemon chuckled and patted me on the back.

Week 2 went the same way every day after that.

Kendo training during the day. And at night I beat the slime. I really couldn’t live any busier than this.

Ring-!!

The status window isn’t generous, but I didn’t lie.

My level has reached level 3.

‘Strength: 18’

‘Speed: 15’

‘Duration: 12’

‘Luck: 1’

‘HP: 0’

Anyway, luck and magic are discarded stats, I hope you only look at the top. It went up quite a bit. Increased strength, speed, and durability. It was an optimal environment for close combat against slimes. Unless he had awakened his Psycho Robo ability yet, the only thing he could trust was his physical body.

‘I have learned to hit hard.’

At level 3, I learned a skill. It was a shrep technique that inflicted weak blow damage towards the enemy. It’s a catch technique that’s usually thrown away in the beginning, but even this was detectable.

“Beep beang lehu.”

I immediately enjoyed my strength. At night time, I headed straight to the old town to test my strength.

———

At the height of his life, Shota Arigiri worked hard.

Kiryuga was having a late dinner. No matter how much you fight with your family, you eat together. That was the family motto of the Kiryu family.

“By the way!! He’s a very nice guy! Shota is.”

The topic of Gonzaemon was definitely Shota.

Not only was he kind and polite, but he was also quick to learn. From Gonzaemon’s point of view, he was a good disciple. Perhaps because of that, desire reared its head inside Gonzaemon.

“If you teach it closely, you can send it to the competition.”

Gonzaemon said with a smile.

“Really…You’re not being too tough on a kid, are you?”

Gonzaemon’s wife, Asuna Kiryu, laughed as she slapped Gonzaemon.

“It’s a talent I haven’t seen in years. Besides, he says he’ll work hard, but as a teacher, I have to roll harder.”

Gonzaemon said solemnly.

“…….”

Her daughter, Umi Kiryu, was eating in silence. It was Umi, whose conversations with her parents had become less frequent recently. She was a bit alienated from her family when Umi started quitting her kendo.

“Shota… He said he had a bad experience when he was in middle school. I heard rumors while shopping.”

Asuna sighed and said.

“Ah. Bullying. Seriously. Bullying such a nice and kind guy. They’re bad guys.”

Gonzaemon sighed.

“I’m trying to sublimate my weakness into strength. He’s a good man.”

Gonzaemon nodded firmly.

“Umi. If you’re going to meet a man, go with a man like Shota. Men always have the potential to grow.”

Suddenly, Gonzaemon made a sudden start.

“It’s ridiculous. What are you talking about?”

Umi Kiryu said with an annoyed expression.

“Honey. The book is real.”

Asuna thought even her husband was cute, so she slapped Gonzaemon.

——–

After finishing the meal, Umi went straight back to her room.

Like a high school girl in her prime (preparatory), she usually spends the rest of her time chatting with her friends, but Umi doesn’t feel like that.

‘Agiri Shotara…’

Of course she knew her face. Recently, he has been stuck like a bamboo stick in the dojang and is working hard on training.

‘Annoying.’

Umi naturally thought of that.

Umi realized that she was quite a beauty. She also works as a model for fashion magazines to make money for herself, and when she goes to the city center, her scouts follow her. She was conscious, frankly, that she was different from the common people. She wasn’t particularly conceited in the sense that she really was.

Every time he enters the dojo, the eyes of his pupils are drawn to him. She also had pupils who secretly flirted with her.

However, Shota wasn’t like that. As if she could only see herself and her sword, she just silently wielded her sword.

Several times Umi stared at Shota, but Shota ignored Umi. As if she couldn’t see her.

She was confident in her own appearance and when she was in the prime of it, it was a scratch on her considerable self-esteem as a woman.

‘She is virtuous, isn’t she?’

When she thought so, she got a fever. What’s fun about kendo? When she thought about that, Umi became a bit bitter. She felt the wall of her talent and she gave up kendo, which made her look shabby.

‘Could you talk to her to make sure she’s conscious?’

Umi thought so.

‘I’ll take off that noble mask.’

Umi thought about that and she grinned.

With her school uniform on purpose, Umi posed in front of her full-length mirror.

Well. I knew it. As for her own beauty, she was impeccable. Umi then regained some of her own pride.

———

Again, Shota Arigiri’s point of view.

“Echwi!!”

Once I sneezed out loud. Who tells my story

Anyway, today’s work was the same.

Beat the slime in the Old Town.