Read The Writer in Some Kind of Fantasy World :: [ 1 ] - The Writer in Another World II

Enter the City

A new world. Different from his original world.

He decided to go to the city he saw from the outside of the forest in order to escape from the monster chasing him.

"Are you for real?"

He rubbed his hair hard due to frustration.

"I've been teleported to another world without my consent. When did it happen? Did I die?"

He checked himself and thoroughly looked at his whole body.

"But... I'm still wearing my clothes before I have been brought here."

"...and without any footwear. This is insane."

"And where the hell is the goddess who should I meet if I've got transported to this world!!!" he shouted but only the sound of the bird answered him.

He sighed before giving up thinking about that.

While walking towards the city, he met a carriage with a man riding on it.

"Oh? So, it is really another world because his outfit differs on mine."

He wanted to stop him for a ride but he held back because he won't be able to explain his situation and he didn't know the culture there and might be in trouble.

As he continued to approach the city, he met an old lady with a little girl on the road.

He tried to act as normal as possible to avoid suspicion, especially, with his weird clothes compared from their style.

He passed through them without talking or greeting.

"If it's not rude..."

He was stupefied when he heard the old lady talk all of a sudden. He paused and stiffly turned back like a robot.

"Are you from another village, young man?" she asked.

"Grandma, we need to go back home before it gets dark," the little girl said while pulling the old lady's sleeves.

"Ahh... ehhh... no... I-I..."

"This is bad. I didn't know what to say. And I could understand their language even though it doesn't sound like my mother tongue."

"Don't be too nervous." She laughed. "You have an unusual clothes so I asked. Pardon my rudeness."

"N-No... it's okay..." He awkwardly laughed.

"Then, if you're from another village and going to the city, you should have your identity tag or have some money to pay the entrance for the city," she explained.

"Really? I don't have those. This world's culture is too old."

"But looking at you, you don't have a baggage or probably a money."

"Oh? You've got it right. Because I've got kidnapped and brought here to this world."

"Haaa... my situation is getting insane," he said.

"What is it, young man?"

"N-Nothing. Nevermind." He shook his head.

"Then, I won't ask for your circumstances anymore. But if you don't have money to pay for food." The old lady picked up a small pouch and pull out five coins.

"What is it?"

"For your food. You can buy a proper meal with these. You probably came from a long journey." She looked at his bare feet.

"Damn those abductors!! But this old lady is too kind..."

"No need to hesitate. It's our duty to help those in need."

"An angel..."

He received those coins gratefully and bowed to her to offer his sincerest gratitude.

"Thank you very much..."

"It's okay. May the goddess guide you."

"I don't care about that damn goddess that I didn't even meet when I came here."

The old lady continued to her walk with the little girl looking back to him. He just waved his hand with a smile.

"Oh? I'm might labeled as lolicon."

He decided to proceed in going to the city even he knew that entering needs an identification.

As he reached the great gate of the city, the guards looked at him intently as those eyes will pierce his body.

"Wait..." The two guards crossed their spears to prevent him in entering.

"Ahhh... those looks sharp."

"Where's your identity tag?" one of them asked.

"Ahhh... I'm sorry, but I came from another village and still don't have my identity tag."

"Not really another village, but another world."

The guards inspected him from head to toe as he just smiled awkwardly, trying to suppress his nervousness.

They whispered with each other which added to his nervousness and sweats started to form bullets in his face.

"You should probably have your own situation. You can enter the city if you pay four copper coins there." He pointed the counter beside the gate so he went there to pay.

"Four copper for entrance fee? Really? I only have five copper and if I pay for it, I won't have enough money to buy food."

He couldn't argue about it because he was afraid that he would be suspicious, given, the outfit he was wearing.

He payed four copper coins to the counter and the clerk gave him a wooden tag.

"That's your identity tag. You can use it for a week and need to pay another fee if you need to enter the city again," the clerk explained.

"Huh? Is that a rip-off?"

"Uhmmm... how could I have an exemption in paying for the entrance fee?"

"That? You just need to ask for citizen identity tag in city hall. You can choose from guest tag or resident tag. But resident tag needs application and documents."

"Then... Are those needs monetary payment?"

"Of course. About 1 silver coin for guest tag and 2 silver coins for resident tag."

"Of course, it involves money."

He just smiled and thanked the clerk before finally entering the city.

As he stepped his foot inside the city, a warm and extravagant feeling exploded inside him.

He was really in another world as the housing and architectural style and people's outfit were different to his common knowledge.

"I'm really in another world," he said.

"Then, where's my damn OP skills or quest to slay the demon lord!!! That damn goddess!!!"

"Though, I didn't meet her."

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