āāāāTime goes back to the time when Dijea informed the heroes about the existence of status
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Ooooooo!! Status!! There is a status!!
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But wait a moment. IĀ“m the class representative.Perhaps I'm the hero. Do I hate heroes? I want to flirt with beast girls.
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IĀ“m not recognized as a geek by others, therefore I hide it. I worried every day how I can meet elves and beast girls for a long time. I thought to jump on the street to be run over by a truck. However, I stopped this thought, when I felt sorry for the truck driver. Ā
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Nonetheless, if I encounter the situation where a child seems to be run over by a truck, calculating with worldly desires, I would be run over happily saying āAh that's dangerous!!ā.
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This result is also good. IĀ“m in a different world now and there is also a country with beasts girls. This here is paradise. Is the devil race what I know, because I want to make a beasts girls harem.
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I, Yuta Endou who is the class representative is a hiding Otaku who loves beast girls. And I worried many times now if IĀ“m a hero.
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The heroes which I read in light novels had a good standing.
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IĀ“m the class representative, therefore IĀ“m the class leader.
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Whoaa? That means? I by any chance?ć
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I was troubled.ć
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If I become a hero for the elves or werebeasts IĀ“m okay with it, but I donāt want to become a human hero.
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By the way, there are 2 people who know that I'm an Otaku, but actually, I'm a closet otaku.
The closet thingy is, if they meddle with me.... Well, Iāll ignore their words for now.
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Ah, I want to see my status but at the same time I donāt......what should I do...... what should I do?
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While biting on my lower lip slightly, Moriuchi Reiya talked to me when I was a bit displeased.
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Moriuchi Reiya is one of the few who knows my secret.
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Was it April last year? We have met as a coincidence when we lined up before a anime shop to buy a limited edition DVD. Moriuchi who belongs to the soccer club and also a hidden Otaku is a good guy who hid my secret as I hid his secret.
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WeĀ“re on good terms so that weĀ“re calling each other by our nickname at times when we are alone or to third.
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ReiyaĀ“s nickname is shippuu(gale, strong wind). I didn't know why it was shippuu, but I concluded that this would be because of the soccer club.
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My nickname is Tokoyami(Everlasting darkness). The reason.........I donāt have one!!
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I'm the last one when my name was called, āHuu, it is an alias. Call my real name neatly!! Tokoyami!!ā, my nickname was called because no one was near. Ā
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His nickname is shikkoku(Jet black). I talked about the reason for a long time but remember nothing. The intention that I remember what he said has not gone out at all.
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"Hey, Yuta. How is your status? I have a skill called devil eyes!! Uoooo!! My right eye aches!!ā
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Although Reiya holds his right eye, huuhuuhuuhuu, he asked about my status while laughing like a villain.
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ā......Ah, I havenāt seen it yet......I intend to see it now. Wait a moment."
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Because I have to confirm my status sometime after all and Reiya was curious I made up my mind and started to confirm it.
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I remembered how to call my status. Okay, Status!!
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Status
Endo Yuta
17 years old
Lvl 1
Race: Human
HP: 300/300
MP: 300/300
Strength: 300
Defense: 300
Agility: 300
Magic Attack: 300
Magic Defense: 300
Luck: 40
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Skills: Blood magic, Fire Magic, Appraisal, All language comprehensions
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Title: Person summoned to a different worldć
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Osshaaaaaaaa!!!! IĀ“m not a hero!! Satisfaction!!!
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I seemed to greatly pump my fist into the air while raising a great shout of joy in a heart, therefore they looked at me and questioned if there were any good skills? Just as I was thinking about it.
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āHmm? Why do you suddenly pump your fists into the air? Is it a good skill?ā
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āAh, th, this is slightly different. Emm......I have blood magic. Somewhat it seems coolā
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After uttering a cry of admiration, my impression was said.
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"Blood magic!! Is it something cool. However, what is blood magic......do you only eat liver!?ā
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I imagined myself eating liver every day and answered while becoming a little melancholy.