Fist King - Prologue - Episode 11: Kazuya, the Slime-Slaying Master

Fist King: I Will Save the Earth from Zero in Another Reincarnation, Starting from Real World

Initiation ⑥ Kazuya, the Slime-Slaying Master

After about two weeks of leaving home early to hunt slimes and returning at dusk, I had accumulated a considerable amount of money.

On the first day, including rabbits, I reached 10,000 yen, but from then on, I was able to exceed 10,000 yen without hunting rabbits.

The reason was that even if I butchered the heavy rabbits, I determined I could only carry two of them to the ward office by bicycle.

Rather than the trouble of butchering them and loading them into the basket, it was less effort to load slime cores instead.

Today, I went to the ward office again and sold the slime cores.

To check my skills, I bought a detailed skill sheet, which was a bit pricey, at the convenience store before heading home.

"I'm home."

When I arrived home, my mother rushed to the entrance.

"Welcome home. Put your things there and come to the living room right away."

My mother said this, urging me, and then headed to the living room.

I was tired and thought it was a hassle, but I put the bag containing the mace and my other belongings by the entrance and went to the living room.

My parents were already seated in the living room, and I sat opposite them.

My mother kept glancing at my father, but neither of them said anything.

When I looked at my father, he began to speak to me anxiously.

"Are you having some kind of trouble with money? If it's something I can buy, I'll buy it for you!"

"What's this all about?"

Having no idea what they were talking about, I told my mother I wanted to eat, and she started preparing food.

As I tried to go back to my room, my father stopped me, and I remained seated in the chair.

When I stayed silent, my father began to speak anxiously.

"Recently, in the Material Collection Department, there's been a lot of talk every day about a boy who brings in over 10 kilograms of slime cores at the same time. Your father was curious about what kind of boy it was, and when I looked at the purchase counter at that time, I was surprised to see it was you."

"And?"

"Where do you pick up so many?"

"I hunted all of them in the forest."

It seemed I had hunted so many that it became a rumor at the ward office.

I didn't know what was normal, but seeing my father's serious expression, it must have been an abnormal amount.

In games, I could continue hunting until no more materials could be picked up, but in reality, time gets in the way.

As I was troubled by something else, my father slammed the table with force.

My mother flinched and trembled, observing the situation.

"Don't lie! Hunted slimes?! Guns don't even work well on slimes, so how did you hunt them?!"

"I hit them with my mace. Is that all?"

I didn't know why guns were brought up, but it seemed he wouldn't believe me at all.

When I stood up, my father said the conversation wasn't over, but I ignored him, told my mother to call me when dinner was ready, collected my things, and returned to my room.

Back in my room, I sat down and prepared a knife and a skill appraisal sheet.

I cut my finger and dripped blood onto the sheet, and the skills floated up.

Seeing the results, I instinctively pumped my fist.

(As expected, there are no job restrictions! And it didn't take three years for one skill!)

Once I realized that, I forgot about the previous conversation, cleaned the dirty mace, and put it away in the storage room.

Before my eyes, a steel sword for use in junior high school was displayed.

Tomorrow is the junior high school entrance guidance.

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Skills

HP Recovery Rate Up Lv10

Sword Proficiency Lv2

Mace Proficiency Lv10

(Lv3)   ┣[+Heal Lv3] Physical Ability Up Lv10

(Lv5)   ┣Bash Lv10

(Lv10) ┗Magic Power Recovery Rate Up Lv3

Heal Lv10

Gun Proficiency Lv1

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