Chapter Prologue 1

Prologue 1 – Late Checkout





 

In a certain village, a youth awakened from a nightmare . He was a young mercenary named Yuuto, who after leaving his master’s side came to Sacks Village and accepted his first commission . Will the youth be able to successfully finish it?

His legs hurt, he had trouble breathing . Just how long had passed since he entered the blazing forest? Nevertheless, he had no choice but to stand up and run . If not, he would be caught and killed .

Even when he tripped on a stone he got up and ran . Even when he crashed into trees he stood up and ran . Even when he tripped on a corpse, he got up and ran . Impatience, fear, despair, everything that he felt turned into tears and sobbing as it left his body .

Before long the blazing red scenery left his sight, as he collapsed with a sense of relief . His pain disappeared, and he tried to put his breath in order . Without knowing how a dark veil covered his eyes as he was wrapped in tranquility .

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The youth suddenly opened his eyes . The refreshing sunlight coming from the ever so shining sun passed through the window, as if it wanted to erase the nightmare he was having . But the youth thought it was unnecessary as he got up from the bed and started to stretch his muscles .

And then, he let out a sigh . Again, that dream . The youth had been seeing the same dream ever since that day . Honestly, he felt it was a bother as he was becoming visibly depressed .

“Even though it’s been 10 years since then… . Can’t something be done about this, honestly…”

Looking downcast, the youth mumbled . After a while, the door to the room opened with a creaking sound as an old man entered .

This made the youth remember,

That’s right, yesterday I didn’t camp outside but lodged in an inn .

The old man looked around the room, and said with a sigh,

“This is troubling, mister traveler . You’ve stayed well past the time for your checkout you know?”

“Eh? Wait… What’s the time now?”

“It’s past midday . The church rang the first bell a moment ago . Now then, I need to clean this place up so please do hurry up with your packing . ”

Saying that the old man took a mop with a no use arguing attitude with the youth was not able to stop .

The youth got up, and hurriedly started to put his things in order . He wore a flexible black leather trouser which put priority on mobility . The trousers had metal plates attached to the shin portion . As he was hurrying he accidentally bashed his feet into it .

While his legs were hurting he put on a black leather jacket . The jacket had 2 side and 2 chest pockets…or it was supposed to have them, but they were nowhere to be seen . The youth had worn it inside out . He took off the jacket and put it on properly .

Why the hell are you so slow?

The old man thought . The youth put his belt on and then attached the item bag to the belt . As he did that, he noticed something .

[It] wasn’t there .

The youth’s face paled as he quickly looked around the room . It wasn’t on the table, nor was it on the bed . He searched under the pillow but it wasn’t there either . No matter where he looked he couldn’t find [It] . He became covered with cold sweat as he was prepared for the worst case scenario .

“Was it, stolen?”

“Customer, it’s outside the room . ”

“What?”

Just as the old man said, it was beside the door outside the room . It was leaning on the wall . An old reddish brown scabbard, the handle was worn out, and there were marks off it being mended with his own clothes .

The youth picked up the scabbard with his right hand, and grabbed the handle with his left hand . He then gently pulled out a while blade, which was reflecting his face . As he moved it a bit, what reflected there was the sunlight coming in from the windows as it dyed his whole figure like a white obi .

It was proof of him carefully and gently taking care of the blade . As he was carefully sheathed it, he fastened it on his back . [It] referred to this Katana .

He went down the stair and neared the shaggy old countered, where there was a man resting his chin on his hand . The man took out the inn register and…… didn’t say anything . In other words, hurry up and pay the bill, then get lost .

The youth signed his name with the quill pen and put the lodging of 10 copper coins on top of it . He looked inside his item pouch, and there was only 15 copper coins remaining . This much was enough to have a decent meal at the town shops . He thought that, while pondering what to have his breakfast with .

“Wait a second, kid . ”

“What is it?”

“Late Checkout, you’re 10 copper coins short kid . ”

Late Checkout . Because they needed to clean the inn, it was imperative that the lodgers left early . But if one spent a few more coppers he was allowed to stay longer .

In this case, as the youth overslept he had no choice but to pay extra . Looks like he had to give up on breakfast .

The youth clicked his tongue as he tossed 10 more copper coins onto the counter . A copper coin rolled down the counter and fell on the ground with a clank .

The man picked up the coin, as he looked at the register where the name [Yuuto] was written in a crude manner .

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