Chapter 34

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Next, it's time for shopping!

The school grounds have a commercial area that can be described as a small town.

Various tools and sundries used in the school, clothing, and even a few magical gadgets for daily life are sold there.

For dining, since students usually use the cafeteria, there are stylish cafes, bakeries for takeout, and street stalls that the nobles rarely have the chance to use.

Today's shopping is for the necessary items for the forest training.

I don't know what I need, so I just get carried and watch, but even just looking at items with unknown uses is quite enjoyable.

It seems we have a destination in mind, and everyone walks without hesitation, arriving at a particularly large store.

The elegant sign reads "Raberu Trading Company."

Hmm? Is this the store run by Digray's family?

As we enter, a man who looks like a capable businessman greets us,

"Welcome to our Raberu Trading Company, it is an honor to have Prince Arshain visit us."

He bows deeply.

"Ah, Mr. Raberu, please raise your head. We will be in your care today."

"Father, if you're too formal, we can't even shop properly!"

It's Digray's dad.

Looking closely, he does resemble Digray! If you take away Digray's laid-backness and add some wrinkles, they might look identical?

I can't even imagine a non-laid-back Digray!

Digray dismisses his father and guides us through the store.

The store's interior, which resembles a department store, is very clean and gives a good impression.

By the way, in this world, there's no electricity, but the water supply and sewage systems are well-developed, and there are even flush toilets and a bathing culture.

Well, the bathing culture is treated more like a privilege of the nobles.

As a former Japanese person, I'm very grateful.

But thinking that this is due to the weird obsession of the stupid goddess who influenced the otome game, I feel like saying, "Develop something else!"

This world really has too few people.

The total population of this country, which is said to be the safest and largest in the world, is about half of Japan's. How is that with a land area more than 20 times larger?

Is it to make the existence of the Holy Maiden special, or are there too many plagues, disasters, and monster infestations that reduce the population? Stupid! Is this still a god?

I find myself getting angry at the goddess every few days. Please, Gal God!

Even if I'm angry inside, I won't get lost since I'm being carried.

We arrive at the target section.

The selection is like an outdoor corner from my previous life, rugged and all in earth tones.

There are tents, simple cooking utensils, and what looks like a large mosquito net for outdoor use.

Since the training is a day trip, we don't need a tent this time.

A bit disappointing.

Yugram, as soon as we arrive at the section, picks up a large amount of insect repellent and asks the staff about the differences in effectiveness.

I thought a barrier would be enough, but his side profile was so serious that I didn't dare to speak. When I told Arshain, Digray, who had been listening, said it was more fun to keep it a secret, so I kept quiet.

Digray says we need a robe for walking in the forest, so when we go to look, a poncho-like raincoat in camouflage appears.

The staff proudly says it can withstand minor attacks, repel rain, and protect against the cold.

It's an original product of the Raberu Trading Company.

The price is 60,000 gry.

The unit is the world-standard gry.

About 1 gry is worth 1 yen?

A 60,000 yen raincoat? But in this world, equipment can mean life or death, so you shouldn't haggle over it.

It's a harsh world.

Of course, there's no size for me, so while Yugram, Digray, and Arshain try them on, I just watch. Suddenly, Shelle appears behind us!

"Mr. Kaita's robe is already prepared."

Even though I said a barrier would be enough, when she says it's already prepared, what can I do?

Since no one can wear my size, I gratefully accept it.

Everyone was surprised by Shelle's sudden appearance, but apparently, students in the attendant class do not participate in the training.

However, they have their own special training exercises, which sounds scary.

Shelle, who was trained from a young age to serve the royal family, doesn't have much to learn at the school, but since Arshain attends, she joined to keep him company during his free time.

Actually, Shelle is two years older than Arshain.

It's common for attendants to delay their enrollment to match their master's, so there are quite a few students in the attendant class who are over 20.

The three of them are buying matching overcoats.

There aren't many color variations, and it's easy to recognize that they are in the same group.

After that, we buy a lot of insect repellent selected by Yugram, a small hatchet for clearing underbrush, spiked boots, healing ointments, antidotes, magic potions, and water flasks made from monster skins.

After a considerable amount of shopping, the items will be divided into three and delivered to our room.

What's left is to adjust the schedule. When I ask Arshain, he says they adjust the starting positions to avoid overlapping with other grades.

The training for first-year students is a day trip, second-year students stay for a week, and third-year students stay as long as possible for better grades.

In the past, first-year students often couldn't complete their tasks because third-year students took all the prey.

Now, they stagger the starting points, with third-year students starting from more dangerous areas.

When I suggest dividing the tasks, Arshain says it's difficult because the task is to capture as many monsters as possible that match their skill level and transport them to a designated location.

Every year, there are quite a few people who overestimate or underestimate their abilities and either get injured or only capture small prey.

We arrive at the staff room.

We submit the list of items we bought and the list of personal equipment, such as leather armor made from monster skins, weapons, and food supplies, to our intellectual-yakuza teacher.

He skims through it and returns it without saying whether it's good or bad.

We are responsible for our own items, and if we can procure them on-site, that's fine.

We can also borrow missing items from the first aid station, but our grades will be deducted.

The intellectual-yakuza teacher says that other classes and grades haven't finished selecting their team leaders, so we can choose any location we like.

I thought selecting a team leader would take so much time, but I don't ask about the nobles' complicated affairs.

The intellectual-yakuza teacher spreads a large map on the reception set in the staff room and asks where we want to go.

The map of the locations for the sixth and seventh classes is a 3D map that shows the terrain in detail, but the locations are in the forest.

The map shows trees, trees, trees, occasionally a lake, occasionally a meadow, and more trees, nothing interesting.

The lake location has a red X, which is the first aid station.

There are also white Xs, with 1X being the starting point for first-year students and 2X for second-year students.

After discussing, the three of them choose a single X that is a bit farther away from the others, not overlapping with any other group.

The intellectual-yakuza teacher smiles at the chosen X.

What does that smile mean?

Anyway, today's schedule ended early.

After an early lunch, it's time for magic training.

We get permission from the intellectual-yakuza teacher to use the training facility and head to the cafeteria.

Since other classes and grades are still selecting their team leaders, we are the only ones in the cafeteria.

With no one around, we sit near the kitchen.

When I order my usual children's meal, the kitchen staff glance at me. I wave, and they cheer and start working even harder, bringing the food faster than usual.

After enjoying the meal, I float to the serving window. Usually, I would tell the servers, but since it's a special occasion, I decide to thank the cooks directly.

"Thank you for the meal!"

The cooks, who were paying attention to me, respond in unison with "Oh!"

The cooks are all muscular and burly.

When I return to Arshain, he and Yugram pat my head.

In the afternoon, it's time for magic training.

At the training facility, the intellectual-yakuza teacher and Director Tailsmya are there. Director Tailsmya greets us with a smile and takes the magic refinement orbs from me, passing them to the intellectual-yakuza teacher.

Despite his bitter expression, the intellectual-yakuza teacher changes their colors without complaint.

He's actually very serious!

He gives magic refinement orbs to Yugram and Digray, and Arshain and Director Tailsmya join us in continuing the clay magic practice from yesterday.

We hit the targets that fly at us one after another.

The sound of "Chunpaqu, chunpaqu" echoes as we hit the targets.

We hit the increasingly faster targets without missing, and when we easily hit the fastest target, Director Tailsmya sighs.

"Mr. Kaita, this device can reach the same speed as the ones in the Magic Bureau. You no longer need to train with this device. What do you want to do next? Move on to the next level?"

"Hmm? What's next? (Hmm? What's next?)"

"Well, if you learn more advanced attack magic, it might get boring. How about healing magic?"

"Ooh! Healing magic! I want to try it!"

"Then I'll prepare the special dummies."

"Thank you!"

When Director Tailsmya operates the remote control, a large box that can fit three people approaches from the corner of the stage and stops in front of us.

The door on the side opens automatically.

Inside, there are about five dummies that are broken, missing limbs, burned and charred, and cracked with gel-like contents oozing out.

Scared by the horror movie-like appearance, I quickly return to Arshain and cling to him! It's scary! You should have told me!

"Aah! Mr. Kaita, I'm sorry, did I scare you? I should have told you first. I'm sorry, these are broken dummies. The dummies that move like humans can be healed with healing magic, so we use them for training."

Arshain pats me, and I calm down. I cautiously approach the box and peek at the dummies.

I was scared at first, but now that I'm calm, it's okay.

Shall we learn healing magic?