To go or not to go, that's the question.


　I was groaning in front of the mirror. It is not necessary to go to this mirror even if it leads somewhere else. There's no guarantee that you'll be able to come back, and if the mirror is accidentally broken, that's probably the end of it. You won't be able to go back and forth in either direction.
　I don't want you to be unable to go over there, but I don't want you to be unable to come back.

　...... or even if you say you're going to sell this mirror for nothing at .......
　You need to find out where it leads to at least, otherwise there's no way to sell it. 'Super rare!　A magic mirror that leads somewhere!　At the "special price of 100 million yen", no one will buy it. I'm not sure if they'll take me seriously. It's a story item no matter how you look at it: .......

　Anyway, I decided to explore the world of mirrors.
　The mirror is connected to a mysterious stone-made room. I have no idea what's going on beyond the wooden door, but I'm going to prepare as much as I can think of and try to find out as much as I can quickly return to.

　I grab my knitted boots from the doorway, put them on, and enter the mirror world with a flashlight. I move through the world without a slippery, tactile feeling. It's really weird, but now I'm exploring anyway. No amount of research will probably tell us anything about the mirror itself.

　The wooden door was bolted, so I took off the bolt, and opened the door a little bit to see what was on the other side.
　I wondered if the stone room was a basement, and beyond the door was a similar stone ascending staircase, with a faint light leaking from the end of the staircase. To be honest, I'm already heartbroken, but I have no choice but to proceed anyway. To be honest, I'm pretty freaked out.

　At the top of the scary stairs is a room in an abandoned Western-style mansion. The sunlight shining through the window illuminated the room faintly.
　The room is about 3LDK in size. The heavy oak table and the mahogany cupboard remind us of the life of the residents in the past.

　I wonder if it was connected to England or around France: ......?　I rummaged through the tools that were left behind. The cupboards, tables and other furniture were left behind, but I couldn't find any of the small items. I wondered if the previous occupants had moved out, leaving only the big stuff behind, and I thought if I could do well, I could find something to sell in the Okku: .......
　Well, the cupboards and tables are pretty good too, so they would make pretty good money if sold. I don't know if I can take them home and sell them without permission.

　It turns out that it's apparently connected to a foreign country, so I'm going to go outside. I'm ashamed to admit that I was a little concerned that I might be connected to a slightly fantastical other world.
　And the mirror world is fantasy enough.

　The outside of the house is also completely desolate, and the situation is at a level that cannot be cleaned up at the level of weeds. It's a tree. It looks like there is a house in the woods. If it was a Japanese house, it would have collapsed a long time ago.

　It looked like the house was located in the woods, and the whole area around it was a tall hardwood forest. Even so, we managed to find what seemed to be the original path, and after walking for a while, we came to a grassy field. There was no sign of anyone at all. I felt like the countryside, or rather, an unspoiled land.


　When I walked for a while undaunted, I found a small village.

　Compared to the mansion with the mirror, there are more than a dozen houses made of simple stone. I decided to observe the farmer of the first villager I discovered hiding from the woods.

　The farmer is an old man of Western descent. I'm sure it's a foreign country ......, that is to say, somewhere on the planet, but there's no way for me to get out of here without any identification and without the ability to understand the language.
　Well, what to do: .......

　As I continued to hide and observe, a woman who looked like a farmer's wife came from the other side of the field and shouted, "You, bring your lunch.

You! I've brought you lunch!

　A man notices this and stops his work and heads towards the woman as he replies.


　...... Mmm. That was completely Japanese.

　Strictly speaking, it's like I "understood" it as Japanese. When you hear it, it must have been a completely different language that you don't remember hearing. But somehow, in an instant, it was converted into Japanese in my brain.
　What is this translation konjac?




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　I decided to go back to the mansion for the time being.

　The automatic translation this time made it all the more fantastic again. I accidentally said "Hey!　When I called out "I'm a tourist from Japan, HAHAHA!", they suddenly called Mr. Omawari and detained me!　I can't rule out the possibility that this could be the case. In the western countries of the modern world, that would not happen, but we have to consider the worst case scenario.

　When I returned to the mansion, I decided to search the house once again to see if there was any information about this world. Although there are some rooms I haven't seen yet, the living room?　It doesn't look very promising when you see that there is only a table and flower stand at .......

　I looked for books first, but again, I couldn't find any. It was pretty obvious from the text, though.

　There were a few pieces of furniture left in the other rooms, a chest of drawers, a bed, a desk for a chair, a chest of drawers and a book bureau. It's all good stuff. If I sold them all together, they wouldn't be worth less than a million yen. It's so good (good) that I've already sold these and maybe that's the end of this mirror thing: .......
　I guess it might be an act of thievery in general, though. Well, from the looks of it, it's a completely abandoned house, so it's okay. We don't live that seriously, these guys.

　But I can't find any crucial information.
　The only thing in the house is the Shakespearean clothes in the basement box, and some furniture that looks like an English antique. It's hard to believe that this is the modern world, but that's as far as it goes if it's said to be an antique hobbyist's house.

　There is only the back door and the attic left to see. To be honest, the attic is dusty, so I opened the back door and looked for something to look at.

　And there was a spider.

　Strictly speaking, there was a spider nesting on the wall of the back door, but this spider was about ten centimeters long in the body alone. The body alone was about 10 centimeters long, and it had twelve legs, and the total length including the legs was about 25 centimeters. It just stands there quietly in the middle of the web, but ...... this one is huge.
　If someone who doesn't like spiders sees it, it's not surprising that they faint.

　I took a scary picture of it with my phone's camera and went back to my room from the mirror room to my room.


　I search the internet for giant spiders based on the image of the spider on my phone (Google it). It turns up just the same size as this one, called the Lubron astragalus spider, but it's not this one. And it's not an aardvark spider to begin with. It looks like a spider of the jollof spider variety.
　And it is not even a spider when it has 12 legs in the first place.

　I brought a cup of coffee from the kitchen to calm myself down and took a break.
　I'm not going to say that the information on the internet is infallible, but I'm pretty sure that this eliminates one possibility.

　For starters, it's not "somewhere on modern Earth". It's either past Earth or another world.
　Because if you can't find a spider that you can't Google now, it may simply have gone extinct. However, with the automatic translation thing, I'd have to say that the other world is more likely. From now on, it looks like we'd better act as if we're in another world.

　I mean, there could be monsters out there. Or we might get shot by magic. Or the Inquisition might hang you at the stake. And so on.


　If you're wandering around in a carefree mood, you should know that you're in trouble. ......