Chapter 3: Immediately on the verge of death

The cultural setting of the city is somewhat like the Middle Ages.

It was a back street alley at the edge of the city of Saisi, deep in a cesspool of criminals.

A scrawny, battered child lay there bleeding to death.

He had been caught stealing to survive and had been beaten so badly that he had fallen unconscious.

One of the adults approached him.

He looked at the child.

“What the hell, there’s not a single thing of value in there!”

He spat and kicked the unconscious child away from him.

This seems to be an everyday occurrence here.

The child’s fingers moved faintly as if the kicking had brought him back to consciousness.

He heard a mechanical voice in his brain.

“Confirmed one of the conditions for activating the special skill [&%$#] <Return to Soul’s Death> You have obtained [Memory of previous life].”

He felt a severe pain in his head, and his consciousness gradually returns.

As he felt the coldness of the cobblestones on his body, his memories become clearer.

My name is Tauro Satou and I’m eight years old.

In my previous life, I was Taro Sato, 21.

And now, my soul has come back from my body being in the brink of death.

“That was Dangerous!”

Tauro Satou, aka Taro Sato, muttered as he collapsed.

This Tauro was baptized when he was six years old, and it was discovered that he had a “Garbled Skill”, a scum skill that has never blossomed into any useful ability.

His father, who was originally a drunkard, told him that after checking his skills in the baptism ritual, he would decide whether or not to dump him in the dangerous, demon-infested disaster forest, so he fled to the relatively large city of Saisi, which was only a few days away from the village where he lived.

For the next two years, he spent his days gathering nuts from the forest and scavenging for leftovers.

He was living on the edge, only able to eat once every few days. He got so hungry that he tried to steal something from a store whose owner was famous for being scary and almost got killed.

He was lucky to return to life, but even Taro Sato, who had regained his memories of his previous life, knew that his body would not last long.

“Oh no, I’m almost on the brink of death.”　

His body was in a state of weakness that made it difficult to even get up.

“I can’t die now that my memory has come back.”

Tauro’s dying eyes were gleaming as he was so eager to live

“What should I do now…”

Taro Sato, a.k.a. Tauro Satou, eight years old, was running his mind at full speed.

His body was screaming at him that he only had a few days left to live.

If he doesn’t get food somehow, he’ll be in danger of starvation.

But if he stole, got caught again and beaten up, he would die this time.

He doesn’t have the money, he’s still a child and helpless, and there are no adults who will sympathize with him.

“Sp… speaking of other worlds.”

Tauro walked to the main street of the city.

“So this is the Adventurers’ Guild…”

If it were another time, I would be impressed, but right now I’m struggling to survive.

He dragged his skinny and battered body to open the door.

The moment he entered, he was met by the stares of the adventurers inside.

Some of them said, “Hey, hey…”.

“Hey, kid, this is an adventurer’s guild! Get out of here!”

A man who looked like a veteran adventurer shouted at him.

Tauro ignored him and started making his way to the reception desk.

Anyway, now he had to register at the reception desk cause if he doesn’t earn money by doing anything, even if it was a difficult job, he’ll really die.

That was the only way out for Tauro now.

“Don’t ignore me, kid.”

The veteran adventurer grabbed Tauro by the scruff of the neck and lifted him up.

Then the woman at the reception desk said.

“Hey, Mr. Mauve, don’t be violent!”

She waved her hand hurriedly.

Mauve grabbed Tauro by the scruff of the neck and carried him to the reception desk, where he slowly lowered him.

The receptionist whispered to Tauro, “Mr. Mauve intentionally approached you first so that you wouldn’t get tangled up with the other adventurers.”

It seems that he grabbed him because he was worried about his ability to walk to the reception desk, so he lifted him up, calculating that the receptionist would call out to him.

“… (This is the first good person I’ve met in this world!)”

Tauro was inwardly touched.

“Thank you, Uncle.”

Tauro said.

“Shut up you little brat, don’t get me wrong!”

He yelled and walked away.

Tauro bowed to him and turned to the receptionist.

“I’d like to register, please.”

He bowed again.

“I hate to tell you this, but there’s a fee to register…”

Gah!

“Really?”

I’ve never heard of this! No, I’m just hearing it now!

…Huh? I think I’ve seen this somewhere before…

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