I Live In Isekkai

Veteran Adventurer

The warm sunlight cast a golden glow on the guild's bustling atmosphere as Michi and Airi prepared for their journey.

Airi's enthusiasm was contagious as she grasped Michi's arm. "My family's going on a picnic, and you're joining us! We'll take a break from our quest." Her eyes sparkled with excitement.Michi hesitated, unsure if he should indulge in leisure activities amidst their mission. But Airi's persuasive smile won him over.

As they packed their cart, Velina and Litia joined them. "Ready for a feast?" Velina asked, her eyes twinkling.

Their cart journey began, accompanied by Velina, Litia, Henu, and Michi. The rhythmic clip-clop of the horses' hooves and the gentle breeze created a serene ambiance.Hours passed, the scenery shifting from rolling hills to dense forests. Michi marveled at the diverse landscapes.

"Tell me, Airi, what's the history behind Mughe Lake?" Michi asked, curiosity piqued.Airi's smile hinted at stories untold. "Mughe Lake's said to be a sacred place, where ancient magic still lingers."

Soon, they arrived at Mughe Lake, its serene waters reflecting the surrounding landscape. A faint mist rose from the lake's surface, creating an ethereal atmosphere.

Litia ventured into the nearby forest to gather wood for their picnic. Her expertise as a huntress was evident in her swift and silent movements.

Airi dragged Michi to the lake's edge. "Let's fish! I'll show you my secret technique." Her eyes sparkled with excitement, and her hair danced in the gentle breeze.

Velina began unpacking cooking utensils, requesting Henu's assistance. "I'll need fires lit. Can you help me, dear Henu?" Her smile was warm, and her hands moved with precision.

Airi instructed Michi to use his magical book to freeze the water. "Just focus your energy, and the water will respond." Her confidence in Michi's abilities was reassuring.

Michi's attempt ended in disaster; he slipped and froze Airi's legs instead. The sound of cracking ice echoed through the landscape.

Airi's laughter echoed across the lake as she dunked Michi's head into the water. "Catch the fishes with your mouth, silly!" Her playful teasing was infectious.

Their failed fishing expedition ended in laughter. The sun cast a warm glow on their smiling faces.

Velina watched with a fly swatter, a knowing glint in her eye. "I think you two need more practice." Her amusement was palpable.

Litia returned with wood and a massive wild boar. "Thought we could use some fresh meat," she said with a grin.

Velina's gratitude was genuine. "Thank you, Litia. You're a true huntress." Her praise was sincere.Litia smiled. "Thank you, madam. I knew the slayer couldn't slay," she teased, glancing at Michi.As they feasted on Velina's cooking, Michi noticed an old man walking along the lake's edge.Something about him seemed familiar.

Michi approached the old man. "Who are you? You seem... familiar." His curiosity was piqued.The old man's eyes sparkled. "Just an old retired adventurer... Did many quests in my day. My name is Ryker." His voice carried a hint of nostalgia.

Their conversation flowed effortlessly, like old friends reuniting.

Airi observed from a distance, allowing them their moment.

Ryker shared his story: isekaid to this world in his pre-20s, with no memories of his past life.

He pointed to a nearby house. "I live alone there. It's been my home for decades."

Michi felt an inexplicable connection.

As they parted ways, Michi pondered the encounter.

That night, he decided to share his own story with Ryker.

Next morning, Michi and Henu returned to Mughe Lake.

But the house was gone.

Inquiries yielded only confusion.

Michi returned home, lost in thought.

Airi greeted him. "Where did you go this morning?" Her brow furrowed with concern.

Michi's mind had erased Ryker's existence. "Just a walk with Henu."

Airi smiled. "Good for you."

In an unknown place someone watched from a window, his voice barely audible:"Why does an old man like me get remembered, while someone else doesn't, who should be?" His eyes seemed to hold a deep sorrow.