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High School Hack and Slash Chapter 172 Part 1

Academy Eccentric

―― Territory『The Wailing Forest』 ――

―― countdown: 08:20:00:59 ――

「… Hmm.」

When I open my eyes, I see a grasshopper-like insect with horns bouncing around.

I raise my body and scratch my head.

It’s a grassy meadow-like place surrounded by trees.

It seems that I’ve plopped down and fallen asleep there.

I remember raiding in on New Year’s night and having an intense battle against a homo oni samurai.

So me falling into a sound sleep was inevitable.

As I stand up and stretch out my joints, *growl* I hear a rumbling in my stomach.

「I’m hungry.」

As such, it’s time to cook for myself.

Usually, Yuki-chan would bring me some refreshments, but there’s no reaction from her.

She’s probably taking a New Year break, I think.

I’ve asked her to manage the Item Box as a white job, so I have no complaints.

I guess I should cook for myself for the first time in a while.

I have a Yuki-chan-marked bale of rice that was given to me a while ago, and I also have a pot.

Since this other world (raid) is of the nature-rich type, I bet other ingredients will come together as well.

Without much searching, I find a stream with clear water.

First of all, I wash the rice.

*Scrub scrub* Using the water from the river, I wash it relentlessly.

A monstrous fish with strange fangs bites me, so I put it on a skewer for the time being.

It’s a monstrous fish with rugged scales, like a lamprey eel.

It’s a fat and plump fish, seemingly loaded with fat.

Next, what looks like carrot and radish come over in a dash, so I wash them in the river.

It’s just right, so let’s make it into takikomi gohan (rice seasoned and cooked with various ingredients).

They’re going wild for some reason, but I think they’ll stop moving if I boil them.

For the ingredients to gather on their own, what a kind raid it is.

The amount of water to cook the rice, well, I guess this should be about right.

「Gugyah!」

In such a manner, a dubious bird swoops down at me, so I twist its neck and then pluck off its wings.

Great, it’s getting more and more lavish.

After tearing off its head and legs, I pull out its intestines and wash it in the river.

The black iron pot is a semi-circular, fairly large stewpot.

We also use it when we camp out as a party and the like.

Now then, on top of the rice soaked in water, I put the dismembered, dubious bird.

I also bury the carrot and radish, which are still resisting, in the rice together.

As for seasoning, I use a little bit of Kurumi-senpai’s blend of dashi soy sauce.

I guess something like this should do.

After all, this is a man’s camp cooking.

Putting the pot on a kiln casually built with stones, I lit a fire on a piece of dead wood.

After sticking the fish skewer into the side of the kiln, all I have to do next is wait.

「Mm.」

Sitting down in front of the kiln, I open and clench my raised fist.

The bones in my shattered arm have already recovered.

I end up getting a feel of how plainly unhuman I am.

When I fled with all my might, I exerted too much strength that I ended up getting lost.

I’m sure that I went quite far inland.

Well, I have no understanding of where I am from the beginning, though.

When it comes to the name of the raid, though, it has been identified through the Interface message.

The name『Onigashima』 is acceptable.

However, the fact that the onis that appear are generally homo-ish is unacceptable.

Seiichi should be able to resist or adapt on his own, but I’m worried about Subaru-kun.

I guess I should aim to meet up with them, but I have no means to look for them.

Search-type skill is the specialty of『Officer』 class, and the person who has the corresponding class is Subaru-kun.

Me and Seiichi are basically just muscle-brain combatants.

「What to do now?」

The difficulty level of the raid is probably the highest.

The proof is that the depth of the world is too vast.

Even though we were caught up in it unintentionally, given the fact that we used the official End Ream Gate (Raid Gate), we should be able to escape in the stipulated time.

It must be some kind of special quest, and there were also lots of participants.

It’s just right, so let’s try asking them what kind of quest it is.

「… Hii. H, help…」

With a rustle, a male student jumps out from the shaking bushes.

I’ve perceived his approaching presence since a while ago.

However, the same doesn’t seem to be true for the other party.

Haggard and exhausted, he lets out a shriek and becomes weak on the knees.

「C, could it be that, you’re not an… Oni?」

「Yeah.」

His uniform is in tatters and his face is covered in mud.

However, somehow or another, I feel like I have some recollection of him.

When I check him with the Interface, he turns out to be a classmate of mine.

Of course, I knew it from the beginning, though.

It seems that the other party has realized who I am, too.

「Y, you’re, don’t tell me, To… ahii!」

No, it looks like he’s still a little confused.

Making a face as if this was the end of the world, he breaks into a spasming mess.

He’s someone with whom I’ve never talked before, but he’s got quite the comedic constitution.

「Well, do calm down. Kotarou-kun.」

「Hah… Haa, hahhaaaa.」

He’s holding his chest as if he was hyperventilating.

No matter how you look at it, he has a weak constitution.

It seems that the『Hero Group (Bravers)』, to which he belongs, is a powerhouse faction that’s well-known even in the academy.

The club president as well as their leader, the holder of Hero-type class, Kazuto-kun.

Disguised as a cool adviser type, the mood-maker comedian, Kotarou-kun.

The one who always looks timid and downcast, but has a fairly massive body, err~ Muscle-kun.

His name has ended up slipping my memory.

If he were right in front of me, though, I would remember it immediately.

I believe the representatives of the club should be those three.

The rest of the members are a legion of girls, making it the so-called harem club.

「Haa ha…, p, please. H, help me.」

「Wait a minute. I’m busy holding the lid down.」

The wooden lid is rattling and shaking.

The carrot and radish must be putting up some vain resistance.

On second thought, I feel like I should have cut them down before putting them in the pot.

Ever since coming to the academy, I’ve never cooked for myself anymore, so it looks like my cooking ability has grown dull.

The pot, which is searing at a tremendous rate, begins to bubble as it boils over.

After holding the lid down for a while, perhaps giving up, the ingredients are growing quiet.

You’d do well to become soft and flaky as you are.

「Well then. Sorry to keep you waiting….」

Death throes voices are leaking from the pot, but, well, I hope he won’t pay it any mind.

With dilated pupils, Kotarou-kun is staring at the pot, which is groaning: Hiii…. Gueee….

If he’s that hungry, I don’t mind sharing some with him.

「You, what are… N, no, who are you boiling…?」

「Don’t worry about the trivial stuff.」

I wonder if he’s so hungry that he’s hallucinating or something.

His blood sugar must have dropped.

「Now, do eat and turn it into your own flesh and blood.」

I offer him the monstrous fish skewer that just happens to have been well roasted.

The appearance is a little awful, or rather, it doesn’t look unlike a rugged human arm, but it’s a seemingly filling monstrous fish.

Around one whole day has probably passed since we were taken into the raid.

It’s hard to tell because the change of day and night seems to be random, though.

Maybe, I wonder if it’s different in each area.

The boss who rules over the other world (raid) must be one haphazard guy.

If he has been wandering around with only his body, his stomach must’ve become empty.

The same is true for me, but it’d be troubling if he were to starve to death in front of my eyes.

As such, rather than falling asleep with his eyes turning white, he should eat some meal.

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