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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Vine
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“*Yawn…*”
Luke woke up naturally.
Day two of his reincarnation.
His body, as if on a strict schedule, woke up with the sunrise, unlike his past self, who needed an alarm and still slept till noon.
“Good morning.”
A voice beside him interrupted his pleasant morning thoughts.
Luna, already awake and dressed, was waiting for him.
She was giving him a strange look.
“Something you want to say?”
“…Nothing.”
How anticlimactic.
Yesterday had been eventful and exhausting, so he had fallen asleep early.
But he woke up feeling refreshed, as if he had slept for a full 24 hours. His body was in top condition.
It was moments like these that reminded him he was reincarnated.
My beer belly turned into a six-pack, and my loser life turned into… well, this.
Reincarnation was the best!
“Long live reincarnation!”
“…Luke?”
“Ah, I’m hungry. Let’s get breakfast.”
“…Okay.”
The inn was decent, but not five-star worthy. Just… average. He made a mental note of its location, though whether he could find it again was another matter.
They left the inn and headed towards the restaurant district from last night, following the delicious aromas. They found the same steakhouse, bustling with customers.
It seemed more popular than he had thought.
But this place held a tragic memory: the place where his tomahawk steak had met its untimely demise. He wanted to erect a small memorial, but it wasn’t his restaurant.
The thought of those adventurers made him want to hunt them down and unleash a flurry of punches.
Calm down. I’m a civilized person. I am civilized.
He needed to keep reminding himself that to maintain his composure.
He opened the restaurant door.
The bell above the door chimed, and the server greeted them.
“Wel—welcome…”
She stuttered. She had a long way to go as an elite server.
As they walked towards an empty table, the nearby patrons subtly moved away.
“What’s with them?”
“Do you really not know…?” Luna asked.
“What did I do?”
Shouldn’t they be grateful that he stopped the fight?
“…”
She didn’t answer, unable to refute his logic. He felt a little embarrassed. He had thought he’d done something wrong.
He sat down and called for the server.
“Y-yes… did you call for me?”
“We’ll have the breakfast special.”
“Certainly!”
She scurried away.
She hadn’t been this timid yesterday.
“With that level of social anxiety, how is she even a server? Tsk tsk.”
“…”
“What’s with that look?”
“Nothing.”
Luna glared at him.
She probably couldn’t argue with his logic, so she resorted to glaring. If she were as smart as him, she wouldn’t have that problem.
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The breakfast special was simple: bread, cheese, bacon, and eggs.
It wasn’t the same as a warm bowl of rice and 된장찌개, but it wasn’t bad.
After breakfast, they headed to the Adventurers’ Guild.
Yesterday’s unexpected events had yielded a decent profit, but it wouldn’t last long. Besides, his hands were itching for another monster hunt.
“Welcome.”
“Hello.”
He greeted Adela at the reception desk.
“You brought your… girlfriend today?”
She looked at Luna behind him.
After yesterday’s “Master” incident, Adela must have thought they were a couple engaging in some kind of roleplay.
We’re not dating. She’s my… subordinate.
But explaining was too much trouble.
“Yep.”
Explanations were for the weak.
Luna could explain if she wanted to.
“…”
“What’s wrong? Are you feeling sick?”
“N-no…”
Her face was slightly flushed. He had thought she might have a fever.
He wasn’t going to let her skip the hunt just because she was sick.
If she was truly ill, she’d have to tough it out.
He went to the request board and looked at the available E-rank quests.
Metal Slime, Goblin, Wild Boar.
“Nothing but weaklings.”
He had already hunted goblins yesterday. He wanted to try something different, but all the E-rank monsters seemed pathetic.
And “Wild Boar”? That was just “멧돼지” in English.
“Tsk.”
He was about to settle for the Wild Boar, which seemed the strongest of the bunch, when a quest at the edge of the board caught his eye.
“Oh, this looks interesting.”
War Wolf. The name seemed simple enough, but it sounded stronger than Wild Boar or Slime.
Perfect!
He took the quest and went to Adela.
“I’ll take this one.”
“Ah… this one… there have been reports of a stronger-than-usual individual, so we’ve set it aside for now…”
She looked at him suspiciously.
“You’re not going to… insist on taking it, are you…?”
“Of course.”
He was a man’s man.
He wasn’t going to back down just because a monster was stronger than expected.
Running away was for cowards.
“Sigh… I don’t understand what you’re saying, but I’ll assume that’s a yes and give you the information.”
“Oh, you’re giving me information?”
“We always give information.”
“You didn’t tell me anything about the goblins.”
“You left before I could explain.”
Did he?
“Let’s not dwell on the past.”
“Sigh… War Wolves are beast-type monsters. Think of them as… bigger, meaner wolves. They’re not very intelligent. Their main attacks are their teeth and claws, and they’re fast. Be careful.”
The attacks seemed pretty basic for an E-rank monster.
Just teeth and claws?
There were magic-using monsters later in the novel. Maybe he wouldn’t encounter any at this rank.
“Oh, and one more thing. Tracking is hard. Any tips?”
It had taken him ages to find the goblins.
He couldn’t keep wandering around aimlessly.
“I was just about to tell you that. Look for wet ground or trees. War Wolves mark their territory with urine.”
Urine?
That was… underwhelming.
“Tsk… understood.”
“Be careful.”
They left the guild.
“Luke, that’s not the way to the forest…”
“We’re going shopping first. You can’t fight in that.”
Luna was still wearing the same dress from yesterday.
How was she planning to hunt in a dress?
Is she a battle maid or something?
If she was into getting hit while wearing a dress, he wouldn’t judge.
But he needed to buy hunting supplies anyway.
“Let’s go to the market.”
He started walking.
“Luke… the market is the other way…”
“Ahem.”
He turned around.
With Luna’s guidance, they arrived at the market and headed to the blacksmith.
“Hey, mister.”
The bell chimed, and the blacksmith emerged from the back.
“You again? Do academy students need this much stuff?”
“I’m not an academy student.”
“Then why are you wearing that uniform?”
“I just… found it.”
This uniform kept getting him mistaken for a student. He needed to change it soon.
“Hey, mister, pick out some equipment for her.”
The blacksmith finally noticed Luna.
“This isn’t exactly a date spot.”
“What’s wrong with a blacksmith date?”
This was a world where people killed monsters for a living. A high-quality sword from a blacksmith would make a great proposal gift.
“Kid, you’re crazy…”
This blacksmith was rude.
If Luke was crazy, then everyone in this world was crazy.
“Luna, go pick something out with the mister.”
“What about you?”
“I’m going to buy some supplies.”
“Here? But…”
“Why would I buy hunting supplies from a blacksmith?”
“Isn’t that… the opposite of what you’re supposed to do…?”
His hunting partner was surprisingly clueless.
There were no bad dogs, only bad owners. He would teach her how to hunt properly.
“Anyway, I’ll be back. Get your equipment ready.”
“…Okay.”
He left the blacksmith.
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At least he is straight forward