Chapter 1

"It's so hot~"

Complaining about the scorching heat that still felt a bit early, the man held his suit jacket over his arm and headed to his business meeting at the client's office.

The salesman muttered to himself, "What a stuffy bunch of executives, making us wear jackets even when cool biz is the norm."

In his other hand, he held his aluminum briefcase.

The handle was slipping from his sweaty palm.

(I should have come by car, even if I had to pay for the gas myself.)

When the client's office is close to the station, public transportation like trains is recommended.

Refusing and using a car means that the costs related to travel and parking are not covered by the company.

With a slight regret, the man walked along when someone called out to him from behind.

"I found you!"

The man turned around, feeling puzzled.

But there was no one there...

"What, a ghost...?"

A chill ran down his spine as he muttered this, and before he could finish, the man was dragged into a black space, and his figure suddenly vanished.

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"What the hell is this...?"

It was pitch black in front of him.

Was he standing? Floating?

He couldn't tell in this mysterious space.

"Hi, nice to meet you. Sorry for the suddenness."

Turning towards the voice, the world that had been black a moment ago instantly turned white, and in it stood a boy with a hairstyle resembling a brown acorn.

He looked about 12 years old?

Despite his youthful appearance, he had his hands clasped behind his back and exuded an unusually calm demeanor.

Was he there all along, but the view was blacked out, or did he just appear suddenly?

A thought crossed his mind, but more importantly...

(What a unique hairstyle...)

As he thought this, the boy in front of him sighed and continued speaking.

"I want you to go to another world."

"..."

"..."

"......Huh?"

The hairstyle was one thing, but the meaning was even more incomprehensible.

However, this scene, this statement...

I've seen this before.

(Is this a transfer to another world...?)

His work was extremely busy, or rather, he had made it so, but even in his work-focused life, he read fantasy novels during his commute to pass the time.

That's why, in this surreal scene, he had a sense of déjà vu, or at least something he could relate to...

So, the one in front of him is a god or something?

But why not a goddess?

"By the way, am I dead? I don't have any memories of dying."

"No, you're not dead. So, while it's as you imagined, it's a transfer, not a reincarnation."

"I see. Why me, when I'm not dead?"

He understood the words, but not the reality, so he wanted more information.

However, the boy in front of him didn't answer the question, but instead smiled charmingly and dramatically spread his arms.

"The world I want you to go to is a fantasy world with a lower level of civilization, where weapons, magic, and skills play a significant role!"

"Uh, huh..."

"It's a popular world, and many people would love to go but can't, so you're lucky!"

Why is this boy proceeding as if it's a done deal?

He didn't understand that, but still...

He needed to confirm the most important point.

"Cheats?"

"Huh?"

"What kind of cheat abilities will I get?"

This is the crux of the matter.

The fate of the world could be decided by the abilities he would receive, so he couldn't not ask. Whether he goes or not is a separate issue!

He needed to confirm and negotiate properly.

However, the words that came from the boy were far below his expectations.

"What are you talking about? There are no granted abilities; you'll go as you are."

Is this boy—no, this acorn-head—joking?

Even with mediocre abilities, people would complain, but no abilities at all?

Who would willingly give up their current reality to go to a world where they could die instantly from swords, magic, and skills?

Acorn-head must be an idiot. That's the only explanation.

"Alright. Then please send me back to the real world. Right now. I have a client waiting."

I'll just forget it as a dream. If I told my coworkers, they'd either burst out laughing or take me to the hospital. I can't possibly say it without feeling embarrassed.

Even though he had decided this, the boy, who had been light-hearted, now spoke with a serious expression.

"Are you sure? It's because you're dissatisfied with your current life that I can appear before you."

"..."

I don't want to delve into that.

Even if silence is the best response, I can't help but remain silent.

A life of working and going home to sleep.

I earn a decent living, but I have no time or leisure to enjoy it.

I can't even play the games I used to get lost in during my student days, and it's hard to spend even an hour a day on hobbies.

I understand that.

I understand, but—

Still, I won't die so easily in this life.

Even if I'm just living, it's better than going to a world where I'll die with nothing.

I've worked hard to maintain my current life, no matter how bad it is.

So, for the last time, I'll ask.

Can he read my mind?

I don't think it has to be me, but since he said "I found you," I must meet some criteria the god is looking for.

So, I'll be assertive.

"Are you really sending me with nothing? No weapons, no magic, no skills? Just an ordinary person?"

"Huh?"

"Without any martial arts experience, and with a body that's aged appropriately? That's a joke, right?"

"..."

"Throwing a child into a tiger's cage. Anyone would die for sure. I can't go under these conditions."

Will he budge or not?

That's what I was thinking...

" Tigers? Ah, I see. You're quite cautious... Well, it seems you really won't go like this."

Finally, he's giving in?

This is the important part now.

The boy responded, "I can make you younger. Starting at 32 is a bit tough, right?"

"Alright... then I'll start at 0. I'll start training in magic from 0!"

"No, no, that's not a good idea. Without a vessel, you won't be picked up by anyone. It's better to start after your body has fully grown."

"Ugh... yeah, you're right. Then, 14, no, 13 should be manageable. What about skills? Any special blessings or equipment?"

"You're getting more and more presumptuous! What are you asking for!"

"Of course! Just being younger won't make me stronger!"

"That's true, but... well, I'll give you one thing. You can see your status screen anytime. It's my own creation, so it's pretty cool. Of course, I'll make sure you can understand it properly."

"Oh... what else!?"

"Idiot! That's all I have!"

"Huh? Infinite box, transfer warp, hero skills... there are plenty of more cheat-like things! And being able to see the status screen... that's pretty normal and doesn't make me stronger at all!"

"Stop whining! Go on, get going!"

"Wait, wait!! In the end, I'm not any stronger at all!! This is a joke!!"

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By chance, the most favorable material ever.

Will he 'break,' 'wake up,' or 'crumble' early—

"I'll be expecting you."

With that, the boy, who never even introduced himself, disappeared into the world that was once again black.

The protagonist of this story is by no means 'ordinary.'

If you imagine a typical protagonist from a shonen manga, you'll be in for a surprise. Please be cautious.

Also, while the world is shared between the [Book Version], [Manga Version], and [Web Version], the story diverges at some point, and the protagonist's personality and other aspects have been adjusted for readability in the [Book Version] and [Manga Version].

The [Web Version] is written primarily for my own enjoyment, but the [Book Version] and [Manga Version] are adjusted to be the most enjoyable for the readers. Please understand this.