Chapter 16

Yuri has somehow gotten used to everything.

It had been about two weeks since Yuri had taken refuge with the "Crimson Lynx." In other words, it had been about two weeks since Yuri had been transferred to this different world.

During that time, Yuri had somehow gotten used to the "Crimson Lynx," the capital Drahlen, and everything else. Perhaps it was because he had a carefree and optimistic personality. At the very least, Yuri was thoroughly enjoying a life where he was required to prepare three meals a day, clean, and do laundry without anyone complaining. It was a full-on househusband lifestyle, but he was rather happy about it.

He often went to the market and had become a familiar face there. Not only the market, but he also visited shops. There, the prices were reasonable, and the quality of goods was good, making it more enjoyable to look for ready-made items. It wasn't a matter of which was better; Yuri understood the advantages of both and was gradually becoming familiar with both.

Additionally, he had been taught the common sense of this world by Ali. Since Yuri was often clueless about the world and would accidentally make mistakes, Ali patiently taught him common sense, what those with appraisal skills should do, and various other things. However, since Yuri had no intention of becoming an adventurer and didn't want to be one, he hadn't learned much in the way of self-defense techniques. Ali had said that once he figured out what he was good at, he would teach him.

Yuri had also registered with the Appraiser's Guild.

He had no intention of becoming an adventurer or completing quests, so he got a registration certificate from the Appraiser's Guild as a form of identification. Normally, one would quickly get a guild card from the Adventurer's Guild, but since one had to complete a quest within a certain period to avoid being deregistered, Yuri gave up on that. Or rather, Ali stopped him.

After all, Yuri was an explorer with the ultra-rare skill "Eye of God." If a guild card, which required registration of profession and skills, was accidentally issued, it could cause a big problem. Moreover, since he couldn't check his status through appraisal, it would only lead to various complications. On the other hand, the Appraiser's Guild issued a registration certificate as long as one could appraise. This was more suitable for Yuri.

Of course, the fact that Yuri was an explorer was kept hidden. He registered as an appraiser, claiming to have appraisal skills. The Appraiser's Guild did not allow unauthorized appraisals, and with Ali acting as his guardian, his skills and profession were officially recognized. Unlike the Adventurer's Guild, there was no need to record status, making it very suitable for Yuri.

Thus, Yuri was thoroughly enjoying his life here. Perhaps too much. He existed without any sense of incongruity.

"Yuri, we're going to training, okay?"

"Okay, be careful. Have a good trip. Come back by dinner, okay?"

"I will. It's my turn to make dinner today."

The apprentices, including Yak, ran off with their self-defense weapons. They weren't going to fight monsters; they were just going to build their stamina. Yuri had been asked if he wanted to go along, but he declined because he wasn't interested and didn't think it was suitable for him. After all, doing something without interest wouldn't yield good results.

So, Yuri was currently engaged in sewing, one of his hobbies. He found the dining table without a tablecloth rather lonely, so he was making placemats. After purchasing the fabric, he was sewing patterns with colorful embroidery threads.

...Incidentally, the sewing tools Yuri was using were the sewing kit that had always been in his school bag.

Moreover, these sewing tools had changed since he came to this world. In fact, all of Yuri's possessions, including his school bag, had turned into magical items. The school bag had transformed into a magic bag, which, despite being a thin, ordinary bag, now had unlimited capacity, a time-stop function, and a sorting feature, making it a rare and somewhat bizarre item. Yuri found the concept of being transferred to a different world quite scary.

Additionally, all the tools in the bag had changed in various impossible ways. However, they weren't particularly dangerous. They simply wouldn't break, run out, or get lost, no matter how much they were used. For example, a ballpoint pen wouldn't run out of ink, a notebook would magically have more blank pages, scissors and needles wouldn't break and could cut or pierce anything. While this was all quite impossible, it was very convenient, so Yuri gratefully used them.

However, since this world had no electricity, his smartphone and Walkman had become mere lumps of metal due to battery depletion. Still, he didn't want to throw them away, so they were stored in his magic bag.

Thus, no matter how long Yuri sewed, the embroidery threads wouldn't run out. As long as he used the threads he had, they wouldn't decrease. However, to avoid a monotonous color palette, he also bought and used commercially available embroidery threads.

"The threads not running out is really convenient, isn't it?"

Saying this casually, Yuri continued to embroider while humming a tune. ...Incidentally, magical items were quite expensive. This hideout was well-equipped with magical devices and items because the "Crimson Lynx" members, including Ali, were skilled adventurers who earned a good living. However, ordinary people couldn't afford such items. Even a magic bag for shopping was an enviable item to the general public. ...However, Yuri was unaware of this and simply appreciated that his familiar tools wouldn't break.

"Yuri, I'm going out. Is there anything you want me to buy?"

"Kure? Where are you going?"

"I'm going to deliver the items I was asked to collect by a client."

"Is that so? I don't have any special requests, though."

"Got it."

As Yuri was about to see off Kure with a smile, he tilted his head in thought. He called out "Wait" reflexively. Kure, looking puzzled, turned back, and Yuri asked him a question.

"Kure, do you have time?"

"Eh? No, I don't have an appointment with the client or anything."

"Then, your button is about to come off, so lend me your jacket."

"...Huh? Ah, this is fine. It's still okay."

"No, it's not."

"Eh?"

Yuri, who usually smiled carefree, said "No" with a slightly serious face. Although his eyes were partially hidden by his bangs, Kure could tell that the face behind his glasses was more serious than usual. So, Kure obediently came over and handed his jacket to Yuri.

The jacket was a button-front type, and the bottom button was about to come off. A thread was sticking out, and it would easily come off if pulled. Yuri couldn't ignore this. He skillfully cut the thread, removed the button, and reattached it carefully.

"Yuri, you're really good with your hands... "

"Anyone can sew a button. ...Here, it's done. If you're meeting a client, you should look your best, right?"

"...Looking your best, huh..."

As Kure put on the jacket handed to him by Yuri, he made a face as if he had bitten into a bitter pill. When Yuri tilted his head in confusion, Kure shrugged. Being of the same age, Kure felt at ease with Yuri. ...Well, basically, everyone in the "Crimson Lynx" was overly friendly with Yuri. It wasn't due to his infinite luck but rather the effect of being pampered.

"Kure?"

"I don't have the money to look my best, you know."

When Kure grumbled, Yuri tilted his head. Yuri had only mentioned looking presentable, not dressing up. In Yuri's mind, looking presentable meant being clean and tidy, not wearing expensive brands.

However, it seemed Kure had misunderstood. So, Yuri decided to clarify.

"I didn't say you should dress up. I just thought you should look as clean and tidy as possible when meeting a client."

"...Huh?"

"For example, which is cleaner: a shirt that's been washed and has no wrinkles, or one that's been worn for a few days and is full of wrinkles?"

"...Oh, oh, you mean that?"

"Exactly. That's what I mean. So, it's better to have a button that's securely attached rather than one that's about to fall off, right?"

"...Got it. I see, that's what you meant."

Kure nodded thoughtfully, as if he hadn't been familiar with this concept before. Yuri took the opportunity to fix the frayed cuffs and hem of the jacket. Given his high sewing skill level, the work was incredibly fast. He was aware that his hands moved more quickly than when he was in Japan, but he simply thought it was a good thing that his work was faster. It was impressive.

Afterward, Kure went to meet the client, and Yuri continued to embroider as usual.

Incidentally, this story has a follow-up.

After being told by Yuri, Kure started paying more attention to his appearance. He was an adventurer aiming to be a treasure hunter. They weren't overly concerned with their appearance, but perhaps he thought there was a point to what Yuri said. Without spending money, he started to focus on being clean and tidy.

As a result,

He received favorable evaluations from clients, guild staff, and everyone he interacted with.

They were human, after all. While some people tried to look beyond appearances, it was natural to be more favorable toward someone who was clean and well-groomed, even if they were modestly dressed. This made conversations smoother, and as a result, their work became more efficient.

It didn't matter if their rank was low, if they were young, or if they didn't have money. Maintaining a neat appearance was something even a child could do. They hadn't realized that such a simple thing could make their work smoother, so they all thanked Yuri. Of course, Kure, who was the first to be taught, was the most enthusiastic.

However, Yuri's response was quite casual.

"Eh? Well, if you look neat, both you and the other person will be happy, right?"

He felt better when he looked neat, and others would be more favorable toward him. It was a simple matter that didn't cost much, and to Yuri, it was just a normal thing. ...Yuri hadn't yet realized that the standards of a typical household in modern Japan were quite different in this world. As always.

However, this gradually spread among adventurers, slightly improving their image. Yuri didn't realize he was involved in this, and no one told him.

Maintaining a neat appearance is a basic part of social life, that's the point of this story.

Well, maintaining a neat appearance is a basic, right? That's the point.

Yuri didn't think he was saying anything special...

Adventurers, who were often involved in rough work, didn't usually pay much attention to their appearance...

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