《I'm clueless in another world.》Chapter 9
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I patiently watched her bit the meat away from the thin bones, yep. This time for sure.
After several minutes, Natsuna opened her status screen and showing me her current status. Finally, after the fourth attempt, she managed to get a +1 in her vision but it seemed she still couldn't see. Maybe because the bonus was insignificant or that wasn't the case.
But I did get a few knowledge after cooking for several times.
First, only one food effect would be activated, eating another buff food, even with the one that didn't directly giving us a buff would replace the former buff.
Second, the buff would take some amount of time before it took an effect. As far as I knew, it would take around 200 till 300 seconds before the effect kicked in.
Third, funny enough, I could use it more than ten times, but just a moment the cooking point reached 0, I received the first failure in the cooking process, and then I succeed and failed and failed again. Anyhow, I stopped on the fourteenth meat, and from the four failed meat, two of them didn't have anything, and one of them had ??? buff.
Anyhow after we finished our meal, we just went to sleep. I wondered if it was because we were ignorant or what, but as far as I could tell, except the orc and the goblins, none of the other monsters had actually tried to eat or attack us.
On the sixth day, nothing special happened but something crossed my mind just before we made a camp.
"You sure it's okay?"
"Hm, it's fine."
A second after Natsuna said that, the space in front of her began to distort into a black mass, and a squad red horse appeared from the distorted space and stood beside her.
"Don't fight or run." Natsuna said as she walked back and the pony plodded forward.
I took a deep breath, clenched my fist and pummeled the pony. If someone was watching what I did right now, I bet they would say I did an animal cruelty.
But whatever, on the first punch I could see my fist made a mark on the pony's neck, the second punch made a crackling sound on its nuzzle, third punch near on its front legs created another crackling sound, now the pony was having a hard time to stand, and as I landed the fourth punch the pony's body dropped to the floor, gradually became fuzzy and dissipating into a smoke.
For 13 health pony, I needed to do four punches huh. Then 13 divided by 4 was 3.2?, and I guessed the number would be rounded down, considering I hadn't seen a skill with a decimal number.
Then both of the goat and the goblins had health somewhere between 5-8? For the orc, it should be 16 or somewhere below that?
That meant Natsuna had a higher health than the orc huh? but speaking of her...
"Do I really need to do this?"
Now we were standing in front of each other, around 30 cm apart. "...I don't want it either but... grh... just do it."
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"Hm~ then please excuse me."
She clenched her fist while I was opening my status screen, and with a light punch directed right into my stomach, my health wasn't reduced. Chest... it was a little bit painful but nope. Arms... nope.
Low sweep on my legs... her health was the one that got reduced by one as Natsuna dropped down while holding her shank, groaning in pain.
My face... yep it got reduced by one. My throat, it was the most painful one so far, enough to make me choke and my health got reduced by two.
And lastly, with a blushed face she kicked my precious.
"Guogh?!"
I dropped to the ground, squirming around as I hold my groin. Biting my own lips as I tried to not scream. ...God, why do I do this stupid idea?! Anyhow, even though it was more painful than a hit on my throat, my health got reduced by four.
Was this what they called with critical attack?!
Then again it really surprised me for her to actually kick me in the groin. Yeah, I knew I was the one that told her the idea, but shouldn't she have this kind of hesitation?!
Anyhow, while she was worryingly looking at me and patting my back. "Sorry... I should've held back on the last one." Said Natsuna with reddened cheek and ear.
But... thanks to this small experiment. My best guess of a Health status it was something like the capacity before we died from the shock? if this was the case then it kinda made a sense, considering there was no way I could've killed a pony just from my fist alone.
Then again, when I punched the orc and broke it shoulder or broke the pony's leg it only gave 4 damage? meanwhile, a stone right into Natsuna's head and a jab right into my stomach gave us 2 damage?
In the former case the wound and the damage were consistent, but in the latter case, it wasn't. Seemed like the wound didn't have any correlation with the damage or she had a better pain tolerance than me?
Nay, that wasn't the case. Considering she was the one that hurt her own leg when our shank bumped into each other.
"Hm... Tsukasa? Hello? Are you fine?" She asked.
"Ah, yes. Thanks."
And the sixth day ended just like this... though, shouldn't be getting kicked in a ball supposedly felt like breaking a thousand bones at the same time?! Was the theory wrong? Or the rule in this world was kinda different?
On the seventh day we were walking, just kept walking, walking, walking. What did we do on the eighth day? We walked, walked, walked.
But as a side notes, on the eighth day, we met another group of the goblins.
Did we go in the wrong direction?
Anyhow, I used might. On my idle time I kinda did a small experiment for my skills, and surprisingly, Might couldn't increase the bonus in my unarmed and movement, maybe because Might hadn't reached a level 2 so it couldn't raise anything higher than a level 1? I didn't know the basic idea, but I did know a good combination to compliment our current situation.
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Raising lightness kinda increasing my jumping power and distance, and seemingly I could walk more stealthily than the usual.
Raising throwing combat didn't allow me to use its skill, but seemed like I would get the passive bonus and the damage bonus. Anyhow, with these amount of stones, and with some consideration that I needed to have a backup plan, just in case I couldn't get to Natsuna in time, having a ranged attack was the solution.
Back to the goblin, "There are eight goblins. Two in the front and four are hiding behind them. And another two circling their way in each side." Natsuna said this to me before she took a step back.
Anyway, it was because of detect magic. She kinda able to 'see' the image of several circles in her mind and their current position. The problem was, she couldn't differentiate each of the circles and things like the goat didn't show any circle to her.
But that was more than enough.
Surprisingly, compared to the orc that blindly attacked me, the goblins fought with tactic and strategy huh.
And just right now they were provoking me to walk right into their trap.
Silently I used guidance and took two rocks from my satchel, letting my hand guide my attacks. Knowing the exact location was impossible if I didn't know about their current position, but with the knowledge of their direction, the rest was an easy task.
I threw two rocks to the front, hitting two goblins that were hiding behind of the grasses.
"Kiki!!"
I couldn't help but wonder though. If they were smart enough to set an ambush then why did they need to shout and jump out from the grasses when their tactic failed?
Just as they rushed in, I threw another pair of stone to the goblins that had broken nose and bruise on their eyes, and another pair, and another pair, and another pain but they didn't show any symptom of being dead.
And here I thought a pebble would give two damage but seemed like it wasn't the case.
Anyway, I knew this was dangerous, but I focused my way on the other six goblins, kicking and punching them to their death.
As for the other two, I kinda repeatedly throwing a rock to them. Then again, maybe because the rocks that I threw were more like pebbles than the actual rock. But, one goblin fell on the sixth threw while the other one died on the ninth shot.
Huh... interesting, and here I was sure each one of the goblins would have the same amount of health but that didn't seem to be the case. Or the damage from throwing rock was inconsistent? after all the range, the position it landed on the goblin, and the rock weight should be the factor of the damage as well, right?
....
Maybe I should've stopped thinking everything was like a game or everything was like a real world. Yeah, my poor brain couldn't handle any more of this.
Speaking of the game, Natsuna hadn't levelled up huh? I meant she used five slimes on a day fourth, then three for each day, two for a drink and one for a bath, and if I wasn't wrong, Iddy supposedly kill four goblins on the first day, right?
And I killed a dozen of them.
Maybe this world didn't have an exp share feature? But if that was the case, no one would be wanted to take blessing, divination or any non-attacking skill, right?
Anyway, this time I got two pretty good quality knife and another rock filled satchel.
After we walked away from the goblin graveyard.
"I invite you." "Party up!" "Do you want to join my party?"
And as said another dozen of a random word, I saw Natsuna was biting her lips, trying to hold the laugh out from her mouth, while sometimes chuckle.
After another series of random attempts, surprisingly the method to create a party was very simple. As long as our palms were connected or maybe a body part? And said from our mouth or maybe in our heart, a red patterned circle would appear on our finger's. In this case, it was on my middle finger, and ring finger on Natsuna.
"Congratulations! You have created a party!"
...No shit Sherlock, anyway the red circle seemed like a tattoo, or at least that was what I thought. Until I kinda explained the shape and the pattern to Natsuna.
"Hm~ then this is a matching ring?"
Maybe because our palm was still connected, but right now she was staring right into my chest, with a shy smile on her face, a smile as innocent as a flower or... rose? didn't know why but for an instance I kinda saw a rose like smile.
But shouldn't she raised her head and look into my face or eyes when she said that? Yeah, I knew her condition, but wouldn't she be cut... Ahem, let's just forgot it. Anyway, she seemed happy enough and with this she should've gotten some level, right?
"By the way Tsukasa~ I do."
"....Yes?" I tilted my head when I heard her. "Do what?"
"Hm~ I do accept your proposal."
My proposal? What proposal? It was until she pulled off her right away and showing it to my chest.
....
"Wait! wait, wait. I wouldn't say it was a ring. It is more like a tattoo."
"Hm~ I know. But Tsukasa is still the one that put it into my ring finger, right?"
...Was I?
"So what do you want for tonight dear~? do you want to eat? or bath? or... do you want me?" She said with a somewhat mischievous grin from her mouth.
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