Novels by Mirai

“Are you ready?” After making sure I packed everything I needed, I changed into comfortable clothes and headed to the entrance. Nadya and everyone were already there and, after one last farewell speech from the Mothers, we finally left the Elven Village. Right now, I am standing next to Nadya a few steps away from crossing the barrier. “Y-yes.” Clearly nervous, she stumbled to give an answer while endlessly rummaging through her small bag. “Did you get everything I told you?” “Yes, I asked Mother Eva for the materials early in the morning.” This sure feels like I am back in the old days. “Good, let me go over the route once again. In case we lose each other at some point.” I started walking while explaining the plan I came up with last night. “First, we walk all the way to west until we reach the lake, it should take about five or six hours. It’s the longest path to get there, but the road is f

After a restless night of idle conversations and stargazing, we are now sitting at the Temple, a place usually reserved for the Mothers and Mages to meditate in peace. It is not my first time here though, I just noticed this is the place where I was born. “Who are they?” Nadya whispered to me, referring to Cedric’s candidates who were kneeling at our left side. The Temple consist of a pristine lake with a statute of Jörð at the center and a beautiful garden with flowers and trees I have never seen in my life surrounding it. Mother Eva, Lelyah and Cedric are looking at us from the land while we are kneeling at the base of the statue. “They are the same as us, but for the hunters.” Sadly, it just came to me that I did not know their names. In fact, this is my first time seeing them up close. I remember Cedric telling me that the candidates rarely leave their training inside the hunter’s camp. “We are united he

As soon as I crossed the barrier, one of the Mages informed me that Lelyah was waiting for me inside the dining hall, ready to kill me. Our guests must have arrived long ago and I was supposed to be the main event, everyone is going to be extremely mad at me for disappearing today of all days. I rushed into my cabin to change my ragged clothes for a traditional dress and leave the map Jane gave to me, not even taking the time to hide it before rushing out. All the hassle and the furious Mage about to drag me into the dinning hall by the hair, kept me from remembering the things weighting on my mind right now; the biggest, darkest one being the impostor that might have been living under the same roof as me. “I am sorry Mother Lelyah.” Unsurprisingly, she was already waiting for me halfway down the road. “I am very sorry Mother; she just wouldn’t show up anywhere.” Ignoring her completely, Lelyah walk

This cannot be real. I already spent twenty years living like this, giving up completely on my previous life. I could have gone back this whole time; I could have done things differently. I want this to be a lie, I want her to laugh at me and tell she was just making fun of a dirty human.“Can I really go back?”“If that’s what you want, but it is not that simple, otherwise I wouldn’t be here. Let me tell you my whole story, this is my second time coming to this world. The first one, I was just a farmer.”She put her cup back on the table and looked melancholically at the ceiling before continuing.“I lived my first life here just like you. Thinking I had died, and this was a sort of afterlife, until I died once again. Like most farmers, demons attacked my village and killed me when I was just thirty. To my surprise I didn’t really die, I woke up in a hospital bed back into my world and not even a year

This elf is not just a weirdo that happened to be close by. Now that I think about it, she teleported the massive kingor, appeared behind me hiding her presence until she spoke and used a healing spell, all within a few seconds. Only a high-class Mage like Lelyah should be able to do that without breaking a sweat. More worrying is the way she is speaking, as if she knows there is world apart from this one. “Are you there?” It seems I have been standing here with my mouth open for far too long. “I was born in the village. I have been there my whole life.” For now, I will keep pretending. If anyone finds out I am a former human, they will probably kill me on the spot. “That might be true, but you know what I’m asking you about. Why don’t you come to my house? I have been wanting to talk to you for a while.” “Sorry, but I should really be heading back to the village right now.” “Walking back will take you about f

“Another impressive shot, Miss Agafya.” I am currently practicing archery in the outskirts of the forest, one of the hunters observes me patiently. It has been one year since the incident at Lake Eibsee, after which I figured out that investing all my energy into exploration and potion-making abilities would not get me that far once I start facing real danger. If I want to survive the outside world where everything is out to kill me, I need some offensive power, so I forced one of the hunters to give me a bow and started practicing archery every day. “Wanna see a new trick.” I shot an arrow into the sky and after a few seconds, it descends with an incredible force to hit a perfect bullseye into the piece of wood I have been using as a target. “As expected of an Apprentice, you have surpassed us in a few months.” “I wish. That was a magic projectile more than an arrow.” The poor elf did not notice, but the arrow I just

“Is that all?” Yuka responded as she looked absentmindedly at the sky. She seemed so calm, that it made me think I dreamed whatever happened back then and we were just getting out of the car. “Yeah… pretty much.” “Good, I’ll go grab my bag.” “Wait, just like that.” She was not even surprised at my proposition, has everyone gone crazy inside this house? I ran here after Makiba went upstairs, going over this conversation inside my head a hundred times trying to figure out the best way to explain it without looking suspicions. Yet, she just listened to the whole story, minus the part about the free rent, and did not ask a single question. “I just want to go back home kid.” I was half expecting her to oppose the arrangement; it was my last hope at getting out of this situation without feeling bad about it. “Doesn’t this sound weird to you?” “Absolutely, I get creeped out thinking I was in a car alone with someone th

“Matsubara-san please, we need to talk about this first.” “We already talked on the phone. I need to be back before nine, to be honest I am already running late.” “But can’t you just…" Wearing a full suit, a man who looked my age poked his head from the other side of the door and stopped as soon as he noticed they were not alone. Somehow, his gentle face and pointy nose seems familiar. “Goodnight, you must be Akari-chan, nice to meet you. And you are…” He looked directly at me for several minutes. “You live on the apartments above the candy store right. I knew your uniform seemed familiar, my name is Makiba Jouji, your landlord’s grandson.” He politely offered me his card as I avoided looking into his eyes, ashamed at the fact that I did not even remember my landlord’s name. Written with golden letters below his name you could read Guidance Center Special Consultant. “Nice to meet you, I am Taoyama Naruki.”

“I hope it is not too hot in here. Turning on the air conditioner always makes me kinda sick.” “No, it is ok.” After seeing me cry and collapse in the middle of the street, Yuka refused to let me go back home and forced me inside of her car. Apparently, we are now going towards Boss house twenty minutes away from here. “Taoyama-san… right? How did you meet Shinji?” Still sounding rather annoyed, the stoic Yuka tried to start a conversation and break the awkward silence between us. The fact that this is my first time alone in a car with a woman and the shock from earlier, are making it very hard to breathe in here. “I have been coming to eat ramen to his shop almost once a week for the past year. We somehow became really close over time.” Stating such simple and superficial reasons really makes me think I should not be going to his house right now. “I cannot imagine Shinji making ramen, but at least that stupid shop made him a f

“Thanks for your work.” “See you tomorrow.” The hot suffocating wind of May caresses my cheek, almost making me wish I could stay a couple more hours at my job. Spending six hours inside the convenience store, with the air conditioner at max power and the calm of a Tuesday, clientless morning, made me forget we were in the middle of the summer. If you ask any young person, being free after 5:00 PM during a weekday would be glorious. It would mean they could spend the rest of the afternoon having fun; going shopping to the practically empty stores, enjoying a movie with the cinema almost to myself or having a drink with my friends at a bar. Sadly, I am not your average young person; I am a 25 year-old good-for-nothing single male, with no friends and no money. Being free so early means that I have to spend the rest of the day all by myself and I hate myself. “If I go home now, I will end up taking a nap and then I won’t be able to sleep at night.”