2 Episode 2 The different world mansion has a European scent.txt (1/2)

To go or not to go, that's the question.

I was groaning in front of the mirror. It is not necessary to go to this mirror even if it leads somewhere else. There's no guarantee that you'll be able to come back, and if the mirror is accidentally broken, that's probably the end of it. You won't be able to go back and forth in either direction.

I don't want you to be unable to go over there, but I don't want you to be unable to come back.

...... or even if you say you're going to sell this mirror for nothing at .......

You need to find out where it leads to at least, otherwise there's no way to sell it. 'Super rare!　A magic mirror that leads somewhere!　At the ”special price of 100 million yen”, no one will buy it. I'm not sure if they'll take me seriously. It's a story item no matter how you look at it: .......

Anyway, I decided to explore the world of mirrors.

The mirror is connected to a mysterious stone-made room. I have no idea what's going on beyond the wooden door, but I'm going to prepare as much as I can think of and try to find out as much as I can quickly return to.

I grab my knitted boots from the doorway, put them on, and enter the mirror world with a flashlight. I move through the world without a slippery, tactile feeling. It's really weird, but now I'm exploring anyway. No amount of research will probably tell us anything about the mirror itself.

The wooden door was bolted, so I took off the bolt, and opened the door a little bit to see what was on the other side.

I wondered if the stone room was a basement, and beyond the door was a similar stone ascending staircase, with a faint light leaking from the end of the staircase. To be honest, I'm already heartbroken, but I have no choice but to proceed anyway. To be honest, I'm pretty freaked out.

At the top of the scary stairs is a room in an abandoned Western-style mansion. The sunlight shining through the window illuminated the room faintly.

The room is about 3LDK in size. The heavy oak table and the mahogany cupboard remind us of the life of the residents in the past.

I wonder if it was connected to England or around France: ......?　I rummaged through the tools that were left behind. The cupboards, tables and other furniture were left behind, but I couldn't find any of the small items. I wondered if the previous occupants had moved out, leaving only the big stuff behind, and I thought if I could do well, I could find something to sell in the Okku: .......

Well, the cupboards and tables are pretty good too, so they would make pretty good money if sold. I don't know if I can take them home and sell them without permission.

It turns out that it's apparently connected to a foreign country, so I'm going to go outside. I'm ashamed to admit that I was a little concerned that I might be connected to a slightly fantastical other world.

And the mirror world is fantasy enough.

The outside of the house is also completely desolate, and the situation is at a level that cannot be cleaned up at the level of weeds. It's a tree. It looks like there is a house in the woods. If it was a Japanese house, it would have collapsed a long time ago.

It looked like the house was located in the woods, and the whole area around it was a tall hardwood forest. Even so, we managed to find what seemed to be the original path, and after walking for a while, we came to a grassy field. There was no sign of anyone at all. I felt like the countryside, or rather, an unspoiled land.

When I walked for a while undaunted, I found a small village.

Compared to the mansion with the mirror, there are more than a dozen houses made of simple stone. I decided to observe the farmer of the first villager I discovered hiding from the woods.

The farmer is an old man of Western descent. I'm sure it's a foreign country ......, that is to say, somewhere on the planet, but there's no way for me to get out of here without any identification and without the ability to understand the language.

Well, what to do: .......

As I continued to hide and observe, a woman who looked like a farmer's wife came from the other side of the field and shouted, ”You, bring your lunch.

You! I've brought you lunch!

A man notices this and stops his work and heads towards the woman as he replies.