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And the technique of finding things to eat in the forest.

It's hard for me because I can't ask anyone about either.

But the only thing to remember is…. that I have to build up my physical strength.

Running through the forest.

I wanted to raise my physical strength by running.

It's my first time doing it.

I'll follow what my heart says.

I looked for a nut from today's morning but can't find any.

I gradually got used to running around the forest alone every day.

My physical strength raises a bit.

Maybe it's just my feeling.

My consciousness suddenly faded away...Eh?

I am tired and sleepy.

When I look towards my side, I stiffen.

There, an elderly woman sat down.

When our line of sight met, she narrowed her eyes and smiled.

I remember that smile.

This person is the fortune teller who lives in the village.

She always had a gentle smile and gave advice to villagers.

"Hello"

"…..yes, hello"

The Fortune Teller talked to me.

I wonder why my heart beats louder.

In the last few days, my story became known to the villagers.

Since then, no one has spoken or looked at me.

"What is it?"

The Fortune Teller looked at me and began to speak quietly.

"My fortune-telling involves foreseeing the future. Since I'm only a 1 star, I can only see a little ahead. I foresaw your situation just before you arrived and that you needed clarification. But I can't see the cause."

"…..I see"

There are many things to consider, but the Fortune Teller is not bad.

My current situation is … I think it can't be helped in this world.

As I said before, It's the same everywhere that excludes those who don't understand.

I can understand a little, but I can't accept it.

"Here's a present."

She handed me a bag.

I was confused, but I took it and looked inside.

It contains more than what it looks.

"This is a degraded version of the magic bag. I put various things inside. I'm sure it's what you'll need from now on."

I turn the bag over.

Really, many things came out.

There are several books on how to identify food and poisonous plants.

Potions … There are several, but they all have different colors.

A small knife.

I look at the Fortune Teller.

"The degraded versions are disposable, so they can be obtained easily. The regular magic bag has a time stop, but you need money to get it. The potion is also a degraded version. The effect could be better, but regular potions are expensive, so children can't buy one.

... I think that a degraded version is necessary to live alone."

She is a kind person.

There's no problem even if she didn't do this for me.

However, she teaches me how to survive.

"Thank you very much."

The Fortune Teller has come to see me several times since then.

Telling me a story or giving me a degraded potion.

She also gives me some food.

In the meantime, my situation is getting worse and worse.

About a year after that day, I could not enter my room.

Sad and crying, I threw the cup, which was on the desk, towards my mother.

After that, I was beaten many times by my father and experienced pain I had never felt before.

My mother never stopped my father.

Although it was a degraded version, the potion was helpful.

I was sad that my scars had increased, but there were no tears.

I was strangely relieved as I began to live hidden in the woods.

Since I didn't want to be seen by anyone, I developed a technique to hide myself.

I just honed that skill so that I could not be found.

Meanwhile, I read the book repeatedly to memorize it in my head.

Edible nuts, poison grass, medicinal herbs.

I learned to recognize each characteristic.

This will make life in the forest safer.

I remember I ate a poison by mistake and suffered.

Besides the two books, there were also books on how to trap prey.

I learn and practice the trap I create by myself.

Having failed several times, I was able to catch prey.

I feel like I was screaming during the dismantling, but it's just my imagination.

I'm excited. It's been a long time since I ate meat.

3 years.

I have a lot of physical strength.

I can run in the forest for a long time.

Although it is a small prey, the probability of being caught has also increased.

I'm able to treat wounds using medicinal herbs.

My life in the forest is going well.

I was worried about something, so I left the forest for the first time in a long time and went to the village.

They looked surprised, maybe because they thought I was dead.

I don't care. They thought I was dead.

What worries me is the Fortune Teller.

She visited me every two weeks, but I had just seen her about a month ago.

Did something happen?

There was no one in the Fortune Teller's house.

I'm worried about what happened.

I hear a voice whispering in the back.

When I listen carefully, I can hear what they're talking about.

The contents of the conversation make me feel as if I had my chest tightly grasped.

I leave and run away to the forest.

The Fortune Teller died.

I heard that she had a cold.