Chapter 1 (1/2)
The smell of other world from the innocent mirror
“After pa.s.sing through the long provisional border, I came across the snow country.”
An opening sentence from a famous novel begin ruminating in my head.
As for me, Ayase Jirou, it should be something even more dramatic like “After pa.s.sing through the old mirror in the cellar, I came across a dark room there.”
……….Alright. I don’t get the meaning of it myself………..
In that “other world on the other side of the mirror”, was also another mirror in the room. They seemed to be connected to the cellar from the start. The interior of a mysterious cellar was reflected on the surface of the mirror.
In shock, I leaped out of the mirror again and realized that I could still return to the original cellar without any problems.
To be honest, my brain was still unable to comprehend the current situation really well but in short, could this be “The World inside the Mirror”….? I knew that the current thoughts going through my head was foolish but at that moment I was overwhelmed by curiosity and decided to examine the other side of the mirror
I timidly pa.s.sed through the mirror to the other side as I illuminated the room with the flashlight in my hand. As I emerged out to a musty brick room, I noticed that there was only a wooden box there apart from the mirror.
There was nothing else besides those.
The room is roughly 8 tatami mats in size.
There was nothing outside the window so I was unable to tell the circ.u.mstances outside. Since I couldn’t hear anything either, this could be a cellar or something similar. On top of that, there was also a wooden st.u.r.dy door here. I should be able to go outside from that door.
In the meantime, I decided to open the only wooden box here in this room. This wooden box is similar to the treasure box from the RPG game which I used to be absorbed in the last time.
“………Ooopss! Poison dart! ….aw come on spare me from that,” was what I was thinking of but the wooden box was opened naturally without any problem.
The contents were a set of clothing.
The clothes look like they were from the medieval ages or rather, they resemble the clothes usually seen worn by the actors in the Shakespearian play. A long sleeve s.h.i.+rt with frills made out of silk and the golden thread embroidery along with the thick belt and pants truly signifies the clothing of those era.
It was indeed a complete set of equipment. There was nothing else apart from those.
This is seriously a treasure chest isn’t it………
I returned the clothes to the box as I considered the next course of action to take. I could go outside the door but……
For the time being, I was still slightly worried about entering the mirror’s world so I decided to go back to the cellar.
Even though I was a.s.saulted by the similar musty smell after returning to the original cellar, I was able to go through my thoughts more calmly.
I understood it well that something that seemed impossible has happened. The old mirror found in the cellar is actually connected to another world! How do I put it…..even though it was seriously a typical fantasy-style setting, it is actually troublesome when it really happened since it was beyond my expectation. Well, what should I do now.
………The one thing that I can say is, this mirror will seriously sell for an amazingly high price! That was it………
After graduating from high school, I had failed in looking for employment and this has continued on for nearly two years. Although, failing to get an employment doesn’t mean I wasn’t able to work. In the worst-case scenario, I’ll just join the lowest black company, get myself tired mentally and physically then retired after. That was the plan.