I defeated the girl basilisk that attacked me.
Nina returned to the hotel room in a good mood. She seemed to have enjoyed herself with shopping and revenge against the basilisk, even if it was for a short time. Karubene, on the other hand…
“Why did you go out like that?”
“That’s my line.”
He’s complaining even though I accompanied him on his secret outing. Cecilia is smirking at this.
“You probably went to drink, didn’t you? Too bad.”
“Heh, I’ll drink at the party then.”
More importantly, I need to meet Shimon. If I’m going to participate in the party, I’ll need to borrow some clothes. As I slipped out again, I encountered one of his attendants. A Satyr woman.
“Ah, Hiroaki-san, I was just about to head over to you.”
“Um, is Shimon here?”
“Shimon-sama is exploring the town. He may seem quiet, but he’s quite adventurous.”
I’m sure the other attendant is with him. He tells us to stay in the room, yet he’s out and about himself.
“So, what can I do for you?”
“I’m here to lend you attire for the party.”
Really? That’s a relief. I won’t have to trouble myself to borrow clothes separately.
“This way, please. It’s a bit early, but everyone will take time getting ready, won’t they?”
“Yes, they will. Thank you.”
She’s very understanding. Nina, especially, will likely put a lot of effort into choosing her outfit, which will take time. When I informed everyone about this, they all flew over. Strictly speaking, not *everyone*. Lauren has a disgruntled look, and Elana, as expected, doesn’t want to be seen in public. Also, it’s probably best to leave Sen no Tsurugi alone.
So, the members, excluding those three, decided to participate. In the room we were guided to, there were quite beautiful dresses, though not many. The outfits hanging on the hangers were shaped differently, likely to match each race.
“Which one should I choose? This one seems to go well with the new pink one.”
“Oh, I see there’s something I can wear too.”
Nina is practically devouring the dresses with her hands. I, of course, only have a suit, so I just need to find one that fits my size. I try on something that looks good.
The fabric is black and slightly stiff. My reflection in the mirror. Come to think of it, I was wearing this same suit when I came to this world. On my way home from work, next to the park I always passed… That scene feels like something out of a dream. It appears suddenly and then vanishes like smoke. I’m forgetting the world I originally belonged to.
The faces of my colleagues, whom I saw every day, my best friend from university, people I knew, are blurring. What was I even thinking about on those days? What kind of future would have awaited me if I hadn’t come to this world?
I was a freeter, a contract employee. Job hunting was a hassle, so I just registered on a site and went to places that seemed viable. Well, I think I had the naive idea that I’d eventually become a permanent employee.
“What’s wrong? Staring blankly into the mirror?”
“Ah, Cecilia. No, it’s nothing. More importantly, have you decided yet?”
“Yes, well, it doesn’t really matter to me.”
She’s wearing a white, dress-like outfit. It lacks flashiness and gives a pure impression. Except for the sword hanging at her waist.
“You’re bringing a sword too? It doesn’t seem to match, does it?”
“I know. But you never know what might happen.”
She’s very thorough. Should I bring mine too, just in case? Even though it doesn’t match the suit.
“An elf sword, huh? They’re light and easy to handle, aren’t they? The manufacturing method is a secret, but I wish I had one.”
I wonder if she’ll get angry if I say that, but Cecilia just laughs.
“Heh, do you envy it that much? It’s not like only elves can wield them.”
“Really? Then if you have the money, everyone should just get one.”
What? I thought for sure that if a non-elf used one, they’d get an electric shock or something. Cecilia continues to laugh as if to say, “What are you talking about?”
“You know, you don’t really understand what an elf sword is, do you?”
“Well, it’s light and it shines.”
“That’s right. Elf swords are softer and more brittle than swords made of ordinary iron or steel. And they’re thin. Because of that, it requires technique to cut. If you swing it carelessly, it will break.”
So that’s why they’re thin and light. And being light means they can’t cut using the sword’s own weight. It requires delicate technique and the ability to damage the opponent with the slender blade.
“Simply put, the true nature of this sword is the same as the Enchanted Sword you possess. Crushed Magic Stones are kneaded into the metal. That’s why it reacts to Magic Power and glows. It’s also a Light attribute. This compensates for the sword’s brittleness and lack of power.”
I see, so that’s how it is. A light and easy-to-handle sword, and it uses magical energy to compensate for its drawbacks. As a result, it becomes a sword that can only be wielded by elves who are born with Light Magic Power.
