“Alright… I understand. Just… please lift your head first. If there’s anything I can do, I’ll help you.”
I didn’t fully understand what was going on, but I could tell Yuuka-san was dead serious. For someone of her standing in this world to bow her head to me, a complete stranger, this must be something truly important.
We sat down again and she explained everything in detail.
“I’ve been searching for a way back to the original world all this time. I have a reason I must return. Kakeru-san… please, take this and have my sister in Japan drink it!”
“…Uh, and this is?”
From a small waist pouch she carried, Yuuka-san pulled out a single bottle.
It was probably a magic bag—a magical tool that could store far more than its size suggested. Items like that were incredibly expensive, but for an S-rank adventurer, maybe not impossible to obtain.
She placed the bottle on the table.
Inside the ornate transparent glass was a deep crimson liquid.
Healing potions were normally green… so this was—
“This is an Elixir. The most valuable potion in this world.”
“…T-This is an elixir…? That legendary item?”
According to what I’d heard at the guild, potions healed injuries, high potions healed serious wounds, and elixirs—true legendary items—could even restore lost body parts.
In other words, something absurdly valuable… enough to buy a lifetime of luxury. No, maybe five lifetimes.
“Yes. The reason I became an adventurer was to find a way back to my world… and to obtain this elixir. My little sister was in a traffic accident before I was transported here. She suffered severe injuries…”
Her usually expressionless face finally cracked.
Emotions poured out like a dam breaking.
She had probably lived every day since coming here thinking only of her sister.
“…I see. Even modern Japanese medicine couldn’t fix it, but maybe magic, potions, or even my skill could.”
“Yes. I managed to obtain the elixir… but I could never find a way back. So I gathered information about other Blessings like you, and built up my reputation as an adventurer so people would trust me.”
“I see… that must’ve been rough.”
So it wasn’t coincidence that she found me.
She had been searching all this time—building trust, gathering information, hoping for even the smallest chance.
“I finally found you! Please, Kakeru-san… lend me your strength!”
“…Alright. I’ll help you.”
I answered immediately.
I used to think my skill was just for making money or enjoying things from Japan… but if it could help someone, then I didn’t mind using it for that.
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“Alright, I’ll go as planned.”
“Please… save my sister!”
“Yeah. I’ll do what I can.”
I stayed in Yuuka-san’s guest room last night.
It had been a long time since I slept in such a soft bed, but I barely managed to rest thinking about today.
The plan was simple:
Take the required items, return to Japan using my skill, and meet her sister.
We had already confirmed that items like the magic bag and potions could be brought over safely.
The only problem was whether I could actually reach her sister.
“Good thing her family lives in Tokyo.”
I lived in Saitama, so I could get there within budget using the money Yuuka-san had.
My skill allowed me to travel to any place in Japan I had previously been to.
However, appearing suddenly in crowded places like stations would cause chaos, so I had to be careful.
The clothes I wore had been bought in the other world—something close to Japanese clothing—so I should blend in enough.
I took the train to the station nearest her home.
“…Alright. The nameplate still says Miyasaka. They haven’t moved.”
Following the map Yuuka-san gave me, I arrived at the house.
It had already been over two years since she disappeared. There was a real chance they had moved.
Her sister had been in an accident, and Yuuka-san was officially missing.
The stress on her parents must be unimaginable.
Ding-dong.
“Yes? Who is it?”
A woman’s voice came through the intercom.
I checked my surroundings—no one was around.
Time to gamble.
“Excuse me for the sudden visit. Is Kousaku-san at home?”
“No, my husband is out at the moment.”
Good. The father wasn’t home.
Honestly, that made things easier.
“…Um, may I ask who this is?”
I could tell she was suspicious of my masked face.
“My name is Ichiro Suzuki. I found this bag on the street, and inside it was a student ID belonging to Miyasaka Yuuka. I came to return it.”
“W-What!? Th-That belongs to Yuuka!”
I disguised my name and held up the student handbook from Yuuka-san’s school bag, showing the page with her ID photo through the intercom camera.
Almost immediately, I heard frantic footsteps, followed by the sound of the front door unlocking.
“Um, where did you get that… ahh…”
“I’m sorry! I’m really, really sorry!”
While apologizing to the mother who came to the door, I used a small orb-shaped magic tool to knock her out. As she started to collapse, I caught her and carried her inside the house.
I was dressed pretty suspiciously, but she had opened the door out of worry for Yuuka-san—and I took advantage of that. I felt guilty about it.
“…Even with Yuuka-san’s permission, this is basically criminal…”
I managed to get inside, but it honestly felt like I was a burglar.
I laid the sleeping mother down on the living room sofa, then headed upstairs.
“…Mom…?”
“………………”
On the second floor, in one of the rooms, there was a large bed. A girl who looked about middle-school age was lying there.
It seemed she noticed me entering the room, but she didn’t sit up. Her gaze remained fixed on the ceiling.
Cervical spinal cord injury—
Haruka, Yuuka-san’s younger sister, had been in a traffic accident and suffered severe disabilities. Most of her limbs apparently couldn’t move. Even after several years, her condition hadn’t changed.
…Now I finally understood why Yuuka-san was so desperate to save her sister.
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