After leaving the guild, Ryoma headed back to Uminari-tei as promised.
　It was to report to the landlady that the registration had been successfully completed.

Oh, you're right. Did you get registered?

　The proprietress asked happily as she placed a glass of water in front of Ryoma as he was led to the counter.

　The time was a little past five in the afternoon.
　Maybe it was because it was still early in the evening, but there were hardly any customers in the restaurant.

Yes, it was good to hear from the landlady. It's a good thing you asked the landlady.

　A smile appeared on the landlady's face as Ryoma said this.

'Oh yeah!　Well, I'm glad to hear that. It's not as if I didn't know any better. So what are we going to do for dinner?　It hasn't been that long since we had lunch, though?

　The landlady turns her gaze to the clock on the wall and asks.

　It didn't take much time to open an account at the bank or to register at the guild.
　Even Ryoma, who boasted an uncommonly large physique, couldn't possibly eat dinner a little over an hour after eating lunch, as expected.

Hmmm. As expected, it's a bit........

　Ryoma slurred his words and rubbed his belly.
　In his belly, the fish fry still occupied his own face.

''Well - I suppose so.''

　Nodding in agreement, the landlady suddenly turned her attention to Ryoma's clothes.
　It seems that she had some doubts about Ryoma's outfit.

By the way, do you have your luggage or something at the inn? By the way, do you keep your luggage at the inn?

'What?　No, not really....

'What?　You want to be an adventurer in that outfit?　What do you want to do with your stuff?　And you don't have any weapons, do you?

　Most adventurers tend to stay with their clothes on.
　Relatively expensive equipment is safer to wear than to leave it at the inn, and it can handle any unforeseen circumstances.
　So it was natural for the landlady to look at him suspiciously.

　Here, she turned her attention to Ryoma's own outfit.
　He was dressed in a shirt and trousers and a cloak. It could be said to be a very common outfit. However, if you're a city dweller, that is.
(I thought it wasn't there... but I certainly should be prepared for it...)

'Oh. I was going to go look at the weapons later. I'm not sure if it's a good idea, but I thought it was still a good idea because I heard from the guild that the only requests that beginners can undertake are near the town....

　The landlady looked dumbfounded, but somewhat convinced.

''Well, you're a newcomer, so it's understandable that you would think so...''

Is it bad?

　The landlady spoke with a sigh at Ryoma's words.

''An adventurer's job is a dangerous one, you know? What do you think is the most common reason for the deaths of adventurers and mercenaries?

What is it?

Even a woman and a child can do it, depending on how things are done. But you never know what the adventure will be. You have to be prepared for the worst that you can do... if you don't want to die.

　Ryoma pondered.
(I was still going to be in Japan... right! I certainly don't know this world. (We have people after us and we don't know what's in store for us but the landlady has a point...)

Excuse me. Landlady. I guess I wasn't prepared for this yet.

　Ryoma bowed deeply to the landlady.

'It's okay. It's fine! By day we're a tavern for the inhabitants of this neighborhood, but by night we're also a tavern for mercenaries and adventurers. I've seen a lot of adventurers because of that... Some of them would leave and tell me they're going on an adventure, and then never come back. When I asked them why, they said they didn't take the poison remover because they thought it was close enough, or they forgot to replenish their potions... it was just too much...

　She murmured softly and the landlady wiped the tears that came to her face with her apron.
　She had seen many adventurers in the past.
　It's a good thing that she had good intentions in mind when she gave me this advice, as it was obvious from her experience.
　Ryoma decided to listen to her advice and make various preparations.
(I don't understand anything. Then you should follow the advice.......this is not Earth.

Well, I still have some time, so I'll get ready first, and then I'll come back for dinner.

　The landlady's expression brightened when she heard Ryouma's words.

'Really? ...yes! That's better! Do you have any idea where the store is? There's a magician's shop on the main street, past the guild. You can buy the potions there and the weaponsmith is just outside the shop, turn right and go straight ahead. If you tell the old man there that you've been asked by the proprietor of the Umizaki-Tei, he'll be very kind to you.

　The proprietress was so kind to him that he left the shop, seeing him off at her words.
　He went in search of a weapon that he could trust with his life.


"Hey, what do you want?

　The weapon blacksmith introduced to me by the proprietress of the Uminari-tei was soon found.
　The exterior of the shop was grimy, but the storefront was quite large.
　There was a large chimney at the back of the store, from which black smoke was spewing.
　As Ryoma entered the store and looked at the spears and swords on display, a bearded old man sitting at the counter called out to Ryoma.

''Well. Some affordable weapons...''

　There is no malice in Ryoma's words.
　I just used the word "affordable weapon" to mean that I wanted to buy a weapon from among the weapons in this store that I could handle.
　But the moment he heard Ryoma's words, his father's face changed.

There's no such thing as an affordable weapon in the weapons I made or the weapons I bought with my own eyesight~~! Get the f*ck out of here!

　My father's angry voice echoes through the store.
　Ryoma is overwhelmed by the tremendous swordsmanship, but he desperately replies.

''Su........I'm sorry. I had to go to Uminari-tei to ask about it........

　When Ryoma said that, his father's expression softened somewhat.

What's up with you? Are you the proprietress of Kainari-tei?

Ha. Yes!

'Then you're a beginner, aren't you? No but are you new on that front?

　My dad was suspicious.
　Well, Ryoma's physique is magnificent, and his face is a dandruff face.
　He probably didn't believe it right away when he was told that he was a newcomer.
　However, Ryoma affirmed his father's words without panic.
　It was always suspicious about his age.

''Yes. I just registered with the guild today.''

　Dad nodded widely as he folded his arms, trusting that Ryouma had made it clear that he trusted him.
　There were countless burn marks on his arms.
　He was injured by the sparks from the manufacture of the weapon.
　It showed that he was a skilled craftsman.

I see. Well, I'll have to do it," he said. But, rookie, you know. I don't want you to use the words "reasonable" and "adequate" in my shop, even if other shops are not.

　Ryouma held up a single dagger displayed nearby and asked, ''Is it possible that not many people create weapons using the forged [Tanzo] method?

''Is it possible that not many people create weapons using the forged [Tanzo] method?''

　My dad's face changed.

'You!　Can you tell the difference?

'Yes. In its own way.

　The dagger showed the luster and blade lines that only appear on blades made by the forging [tanzo] method, which was made by beating and bending steel over and over again to extract the impurities.

''I see! I'm so glad to hear that. These days, all the blacksmiths use the casting method, which can be mass-produced. The adventurers who buy them think that's what they're doing! If we just pour iron into a mold, the casting method - we can't make really good weapons!

　Ryouma saw the pride in this father's craftsmanship.
　That's why he yelled at Ryoma for wanting an affordable weapon.
(I see. That's why the landlady recommended it. It's true that he's not badly skilled. (But)
　Ryoma recognized his father's skill, but he was faced with the opposite problem: "So, Ryoma, what do you want?

'So, what do you want, mister? A sword?　A spear?

　Yes, there are swords and spears and axes in here, but no swords.
(Good grief. I knew there were no swords........well, I didn't expect it because it was kind of a western atmosphere.......)

　Still, Ryoma asked his father.

'Do you have a sword with a single blade and a warp?'

　My father thinks about it.

"Single-edged and unbent.......are you talking about a sword by any chance?

Do you have one?

　Ryoma was quite surprised.
　The town was built in the western style, and the weapons carried by the soldiers were double-edged swords and axe spears, western-style weapons.

I'm sorry, but we don't have any in our shop. I'm sorry, but we don't have any in my shop.

　Dad continues to speak.

''I know what it is. It is a weapon used on the eastern continent, but it requires a very specific training to handle it and is not often exported to other continents. But it requires very specific training to handle them, and they are not often exported to other continents.

Well....

The Bazaar, a marketplace in the eastern seaport town of Foulzard, if there's one.

"The port city of Fulsard?

It's the best trade city in the west. You can get goods from the East via the Central Continent there.

　Liang Shin was honestly troubled.
(If he doesn't have a sword, then a sword?　But it's hard to use a sword, isn't it? Then let's make it a spear, shall we?　No it's not a problem with a spear in the suburbs, but in the city it's tougher. An axe ... an axe?　(Not that there's anything wrong with the axe, but...)
　To use an unfamiliar weapon is to put your life in danger.

"Hey, man. I'm not going to be able to use a normal weapon..........　Then I'll show you my collection. If you see something in there that you can use, take it!

What?

No. No. Some of the things I have a good eye for, or adventurers bring in, are great pieces of art, but are too difficult to sell to normal customers, or I don't know how to handle them. These weapons are part of my collection.　I know about swords. There might be some things in your collection that you can use. If there are any, I'll give them to you!

　With that, my dad led Ryoma to the stairs to the basement behind the counter.


　At the bottom of the stairs, a steel door was waiting for him.
　He took a key from his pocket, unlocked it, opened the door and said, "Come on in.

Come on in. I don't know if we have what you want or not," he said.

　Before I knew it, the name I called you, which was new to me at the first meeting stage, had changed to you.
(Apparently, you got some recognition...)
　It was when I told my father that I could tell the difference between forging and casting.
　I heard that craftsmen are very friendly to customers who appreciate their work.
　The room I entered at my father's urging was quite large.
　There are many shelves in the room, which is more than 30 tatami mats in size.

The right-hand shelf is the sword, the spear, the axe, and the bow, in that order. It's a real masterpiece. It's a weapon of choice for anyone to sell it to. And they must be very good.

　As he said this, my dad took Ryoma to the leftmost shelf.

'What I want to show you is these guys.

　Having been told that, Ryoujin turned his attention to the items on the shelves.
　The first thing I saw was a wooden tonfa, followed by three knots, nunchaku, rhinoceros, and even gavishi and special armor.
　There are even things like the chakram and special baton.
(What's this.......why are there all these special things.......

What do you think?

　I shook my head at my dad's question.

'It's too special...'

I knew it... but you don't know how to use it, do you?

　Ryoma shook his head.



　As he said that, Ryoma held the tonfa in his hand.
　Von
　The tonfa spun sharply, cutting through the wind.

'Oh, come on. Isn't that bad enough?

　My dad asked Ryouma with a curious look on his face.
　Ryoma put his tonfa back on and said.

'It's no good. I know how to use it basically, but it's not applicable, and above all, it's not suitable for one-on-one combat. You can't use it in a real battle.

　Hearing Ryoma's answer, my dad asked quizzically.

''You ... you're not just a free rookie, are you?　I've never had a customer like you before. I thought you were just an amateur. But then, the things you do are so unusual...

'I don't like it, Dad. I'm just a beginner. Just because my dad took me around all over the place, that's why I know more than most people do.

　Ryoma replied with a bitter smile.

''Well I don't know.... So, what are you going to do?

　He didn't seem to be convinced, but his father urged him to choose which weapon Ryojin would choose.

Ummm....

　Ryoma goes to the back of the room while giving a raw reply.
(It's not that I can't use it, though. It's just that it's not a good idea to use something too special to stand out...)
　Each weapon has its own advantages.
　But in order to make use of these advantages, they need to be trained.
　I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make it work.
　I'm sure that with the pursuers present, Ryoma didn't want to be too conspicuous.

''Oh!''

　As he reached the end, Ryoma caught sight of an item.
　It was a chain with weights and weights on both ends.
　It's about eighty centimeters long. The chain is thin and can be hidden inside your clothes.

It's that guy. It's the chain that the otherworldly people brought with them, but what are you going to do with such a chain?

　Dad replied as he looked at the chain in Ryoma's hand.

''Otherworldly?!''

Yeah. All the weapons on the shelves in this row are allegedly brought or made by otherworldly people.

　He couldn't help but wonder why the cultures of the East and West were so mixed up, but his father's story finally made sense to Ryoma.
　It was due to the random summoning of various races from a long time ago.
(I see!　(So that's why the culture is high and low!
　In other words, they only use the knowledge that the summoned person has that can be used in this world.
　Bank cards are a good example.
　It is probably the result of someone summoned by a modern-day person who has applied the bank's management network to this world.
　It is impossible for Ryoma to understand what was applied and realized in this world where there are no personal computers, but there is probably no doubt about it.
　On the other hand, the reason why some people use parchment paper is because there are only a few people who have the skills to make it, or the paper is of a higher quality because they can't make it by hand.
　The culture of this world is at a high level in some parts of the world, just like modern people, while those that don't have that knowledge or can't apply it even if they do have it, are still in the Middle Ages.
　I've been thinking about it for a while now, and then my father spoke to me.

"What's wrong with you?

　My dad looks into Ryoma's face suspiciously.

'Ah!　No I was just thinking about...

　As if to hide his thoughts, Ryoma took the chain in his hand.
(Not bad........I learned the vise chain from my old man. If it's a hidden weapon, it's not bad. But.........)
　In this world, it doesn't make sense to hide weapons much.
　After all, they can carry swords and spears and walk down the main street.
　After much deliberation, Ryoma chose the warring ring, or Chakram, as a throwing weapon.
　It was a circular ring about five centimeters in diameter with the edge of the ring being a blade.
　It's easy to imagine the CD as a blade around it.
　There are three reasons why I chose this one.
1: It's circular and easy to throw.
2: It allows you to apply iaido movements to the throwing kata.
3：Because the entire surface is bladed, its killing power is higher than that of a normal throwing knife.
4: And it can also be used fully as an implant.

　Ryoma held twenty of these and said.

''Father. Give me this thing and one sword.''

　Dad looked a little surprised.

'You didn't like the sword, did you?'

No. Anyway, I want to go on a quest tomorrow.

Oh, yeah? Well, if you're in a hurry, I'll just have to find something I can use with one hand. I'll find something I can use with one hand.

Nice to meet you.

　Ryouma bowed his head quietly.