c4 (1/2)

The next day I attended the cram school of the old man. After attendance was taken, my level rose once again. What to increase? Because it had floated up in my head first, I chose dragon.

Because I imagined it to be similar to the level 1 skill of flame breath, I put off confirmation for the time being.

“By the way, what should I teach today?”

“Wilf-sama.”

“Oooh….who are you again?”

“It’s Callus. Is there another job change item available?”

“……”

“Wilf-sama?”

“Grandmother—-”

“How does one acquire an item to change jobs the most quickly?”

“One of us wants to change their job.” I made some exchanges that had already become commonplace. Claire felt nervous to the side. I asked the old man who had returned to sanity about this information.

“After defeating a monster in cave, sometimes a job-change item will appear.”

“A cave?”

“There is one located outside of this village. Because it is maintained by the guild, one cannot enter without permission.”

“That is troublesome.”

I want to give a job-change item to Claire.

“Since it’s the guild, who do we ask for permission?”

“To enter it?”

“Yes.”

“Alright then. We are now going to have an extracurricular cla.s.s.”

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Accompanying the old man, we travelled to the cave that was quite a ways off from the village. A gate-keeper was present at the cave’s entrance.

“Well if it isn’t the sage. How are you doing today sir?”

“I am needing to teach an extracurricular cla.s.s in this cave.”

“An extracurricular cla.s.s? It’s a shame that I’m too old to be a student of his.” said the gate-keeper as he let us pa.s.s.

“Please. While it may be unnecessary for the sage, but please take care of yourselves in there.”

The three of us, Claire, myself, and the old man entered the cave. I’m in front, and am followed by Claire and the old man who is carrying a torch to the rear.

“Callus-kun, here….. is it okay?” I understand Claire’s concern. In the dusky cave, I began to fell uneasy as well. This cave, I’ve never been in it before.

“Callus-kun! In front of you!” I advanced for awhile, and proceeded into an encounter. It was a short stocky little guy, who was about the size of a kindergartener.

In short, it’s a hairball with arms and legs coming out of it. It is carrying a club.