I Will Leisurely Become Healer in Another World

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“I see.”

Cyrus, who was listening silently to Rik with his arm on the table, kept his back in the chair when he woke up.

“Believe me, will you”

“No.”

You don’t believe me. While I was somewhere convinced that was true, Rick felt a little depressed.

“In this world where you are, a goddess is a goddess of creation, and nothing has seen her, but its existence is believed through healing moves. There’s a church.”

Indeed, it was a self-proclaimed goddess, and when I thought about it, there were many gods on earth and men, and it was possible that they were different from it. And it was suspicious to say whether it was really God or not.

“A different world, and even if they say it was close to thirty, you only look like ten now, and I’ve never heard of that. I thought there might be a place where God hunts his soul.”

Do you believe that? I didn’t know what Cyrus was listening to by, and Rick was confused.

“You mean you don’t even know that kind of common sense? In this world, a man’s body is made by the memory of his soul.”

“Of the soul, memory?

“I guess I don’t get it. Many people are not pinned down because not many people get badly injured here on the plains, but I hear that many get injured in the hunter-abundant Deep Forest and Rock Cave. Even if you get injured, your body will heal back to normal, as long as you have the memory of your soul. The healing power is that the healer pulls it from the goddess.”

Rick opened his mouth with Pocan. Looking at that strangely,

“There are demons in this world, and you gain meat and demon stones by defeating them. What is Demon Stone?”

Cyrus came with something from his jacket pocket when he took his seat.

“That’s what just came out of the slime”

“This is the Demon Stone.”

That’s how he made me hold it again in Rik’s hands. Earlier on the index finger. It’s dull but glowing light blue and looks like a gem. Rick put it on the day. The only demonic stone that was in the game world is here.

“This is how we’re going to move all sorts of tools. The most convenient part is cooking and heating.”

I guess it’s like oil. Finally, Rick got excited.

“Most of all, there aren’t many demons on the plains. Even if I get out, it’s about the slime or lizard I just had, and I hardly see that outside of the ranch either”

“You said the meat came from demons earlier, too, but then, what’s the meat doing here?

I think there was something like bacon in the soup this morning.

“Hmm, chickens that lay eggs and grow old, young male chickens, male cows, and lizards, sea fish because the sea is close”

It seems like a solid lineup. Besides, fish aren’t meat.

“Well, that’s less and usually less troublesome because you get it cheaply from Deep Forest and Rock Cave. Exporting wheat or something for that matter, well, overall, the world is turning well.”

Cyrus likes the word this world or pleasantly mouths it.

“More than that, Rick, you, you’ve been looking at magic and making your eyes shine, but you don’t like magic?

“Magic!”

Rick turned a long time ago.

“There was no magic in my world. Hey, can anyone grab magic?

“From there… I thought she might be some great girl, but that seems different too…”

When Cyrus snapped that way, he pursued it further.

“How’d it go with the trial ritual?

“Trial ritual?

“You don’t know that, either. This is what happened.”

When Cyrus creased between his eyebrows, he showed them by doing a hand to hand.

“Here’s the thing, when you focus on the big crystal columns, that’s the one that glows green or something”

I don’t know. I don’t know.

“Right.”

Cyrus said so, get up and put Rick on a cup of tea,

“I’m gonna go outside for a minute”

When I said, I went outside without my jacket on either. What is the matter? But Rick also had a lot to think about. Memories of demons, demon stones, and souls. A magically tested ritual. Isn’t that too much to pack in a day?

Eventually Cyrus came back from the outside making a noise called Batan.

I’ve been thinking about it.

Apparently, he’s been thinking outside. I guess I wanted to be alone and think about it. Rick knows exactly how that feels, too, but I wonder what conclusions have been drawn.

“The point is, Rick has no parents in this world. Right?

“Yes.”

I accidentally got polite language.

“Then it’s just as I first decided. You should stay here.”

That’s all, Cyrus’ face was sunny, which he probably decided to do.

“Me, the”

“What?”

“Best regards!

“Oh, I’ll be the breadwinner. Say hello.”

“Yes!”

I can’t hear you being a foster parent, but, well, I guess that’s what you’re saying.

“Well, if we’re going to be in this house, we have to decide on a decent room.”

“Uh, no, I, I was just having you stay yesterday.”

“Well, I don’t mind there. Well, follow me.”

When I said that, I headed to the end of the living room. I’ll be there in a few steps. There’s a ladder on there if you look closely. No, would it be more right to have a ramped steep staircase than a ladder? Where that staircase goes, that is, the ceiling has enough small holes for one adult to pass through.

Cyrus walked up that staircase,

“If I hang up, go up.”

and gave instructions. Rick waited excitedly. Where Cyrus’ feet disappear to the ceiling, he ascends the ladder to fly. I gave it a little head, it was the attic there. Speaking of which, this house had no upstairs.

“Wow.”

The large room, partitioned by walls along the way but about half the way through the house, has two diagonal walls along the roof and a straightened side is bright with glass windows fitted throughout. The colours of the bed and the rug laid in front of it at that window are based on blue and green. On a smaller writing desk, chair. On the desk, a small lamp.

Now if the toys were rolling, it would surely be the boys’ room.

Clearly not the same room that made anyone think it was good.

“Isn’t this someone’s room?

“Oh, no, nobody’s ever used it. So never mind. Use it. Besides, I just felt like I had Rick’s size clothes.”

Cyrus pulled out the box from under the bed as he leaned against the side of the bed.

“About ten years old, is this it? Well, it’s a little old-fashioned, but there’s no fashion in kids’ clothes.”

With that said, he put out just a set of clothes, even a thick jacket.

“What you need is what you’re wearing now and what you’re wearing for a while. Come on, it’s pretty heavy work starting tomorrow. Don’t screw it up.”

“Yeah!”

I was a little embarrassed that the unexpected reply was like a ten-year-old boy himself, but Rick told himself that this was all he needed because he was going to re-live.