Chapter 16: Escape! That's My Fight!
The Reincarnated Extra
Escape! Thatâs My Fight!
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â¦Though I tried to sound cool with my declaration, objectively speaking, do I stand a chance against these guys?
Yeah, I thought so.
Yeah, I thought so.
Escaping from this situation and surviving, how about that?
â¦Right!
Letâs calm down and reassess the situation.
Iâm sitting on the ground, having been kicked down, trying to sit up. Two pieces of trash are approaching me from the front, and the Trash Head is standing imposingly behind them.
I focus my eyes. ãMagic Perceptionãactivated. The bodies of the trash are covered in a red-black mist of magical power, especially the Trash Head, who has a lot of it. I canât win against that.
Even though Iâve been trained under the guidance of Extra-sama, Iâm not a reincarnated being with divine protection. Iâm just a well-trained 5-year-old girl, not strong enough to beat these thieves whoâve lived through rough experiences.
Ah, ãMagic Perceptionãis, as always, the technique to see and understand magical power with oneâs eyes, something Extra-sama saw in . Itâs quite difficult to master, but Extra-sama praised me quite a bit when I managed to use it relatively easily, saying things like or . When I got carried away and asked, âSo, do I have a talent for magic?â I was immediately shut down with a . Whatâs with that!
Well, at that time, I was a 3-year-old. Itâs important to flatter and make a child feel good, but itâs also troubling if they get carried away and do something dangerous. Itâs probably Extra-samaâs way of handling a child.
The reason I panicked more than necessary when we were discovered by the trash earlier is probably because I sensed their magical power. All creatures in this world have magical power to some extent, but if youâre not conscious of it, some of that power leaks out. Itâs possible to gauge an opponentâs strength by the amount of leakage, although itâs only effective against untrained low-level thieves and wild monsters, as professionals tend to control their leakage better as they become more trained.
âSo, whoâs gonna go first?â
Trash A asks Trash B while clapping his fists together, making a thumping sound.
âYou go ahead. But hey, Tappa, donât kill her too quickly, alright?â
Trash B steps back after saying that. Hearing this, Trash A approaches me with an even more disgustingly leering grin.
The match will be decided in an instant. Iâll end it in a moment and escape like a startled rabbit. My hand, secretly slipped into the right pocket of my pants without them noticing, starts to feel damp.
âHehehe⦠Do you know whatâs going to happen to you now?⦠No? Is that why youâre looking so spaced out? Hehehe.â
Trash A takes another step closer. I make an extra effort to appear expressionless, pretending to be dazed.
Trash A takes another step closer. In their eyes, Iâm just a little girl whoâs been kicked so hard that I canât move properly, completely dazed and confused.
Trash A takes another step closer. I continue to feign. To maintain their underestimation.
âHehehe⦠Hehehehehe!â
Trash A, smirking, reaches out to grab my hair.
â¦Now!!
I instantly concentrate ãBody Strengtheningã into my right arm! Grabbing a pebble always hidden in my pocket, I hurl it towards Trash Aâs face with a ãStone Throwã! The pebble whistles through the air, followed by a sickening squelch upon impact.
âGYAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH?!â
Trash A reels back, clutching his right eye, blood gushing profusely. The thrown pebble hit its mark right in Trash Aâs right eye!
âTappa! Tappa!!?â
Trash Bâs eyes widen in shock. The targetâs bigger now, making my job easier! I leap back to create distance and launch another ãStone Throwã.
âGUUAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH?!â
This time blood spurts from Trash Bâs right eye. Now theyâre matching. How nice for them!
âYou⦠BRATTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT?!â
Shoving aside the suffering underlings, Trash Head charges at me. I hop back, maintaining distance, and keep throwing stones, ãStone Throwã, ãStone Throwã, ãStone Throwã! But itâs no use. As expected of Trash Head. He guards his eyes with his arms, perfectly blocking the pebbles! Probably his arms, strengthened by ãBody Strengtheningã, are unscathed by my pebbles, which bounce off with a satisfying pop.
Trash Head closes in with furious speed. Iâd probably lose in a chase. ãStone Throwãis ineffective, heâs faster.
No way out?
â¦Not a chance!
I plunge my hand into my left pocket, pulling out a small bag and fling its contents towards Trash Headâs face!
âGuuh⦠What is this!? It⦠hurts like HELL?!â
The powder dances in the air, entering Trash Headâs eyes and causing intense pain. This is it! My trump card for today! The powder from the Shoma fruit I just gathered! My precious find, a spicy, high-grade seasoning! Used as a weapon against Trash Head without even getting to taste it!
Damn it! Damn it! I wanted to try tasting it!
Right, Extra-sama! The underlings are cowering, and Trash Head has stopped in his tracks, clutching his eyes.
This is my chance!
I run!!!!
Familiar with Naso Forest, once Iâve got some distance, Iâm home free!
Waahahahahahahahaahahahahahahahaha!!
***
By the time the pain in Megzamâs eyes subsided enough for him to move, the expressionless black-haired vagrant child was nowhere to be found.
Heâd been done in. Outsmarted. By such a child.
In the thickly overgrown Naso bushes, under the dimming light of the setting sun, finding her now would be difficult. All that could be heard were the chirping of insects and the groans of his two underlings. The smell of burning meat wafted from the fire.
Megzam just stood there, utterly stunned.
***
And there you have it! Emi-chan successfully made her escape!
After that, I mixed in ãPresence Concealmentã as I ran toward the trashy village.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Yeah, well, thatâs true. If the villagers find me, I might end up in a worse situation than just getting hurt.
But now that those guys have taken over my base in the Naso Forest, I donât have a safe place to stay in the forest anymore. I figured sneaking into the attic of my so-called home and staying there would be much safer. That drunken trash of a man is usually just drinking and sleeping, so he probably wonât notice me in the attic. Itâs really frustrating to have to rely on the village I wanted to sever ties with!
If the thieves do attack the village, Torch-kun will probably take care of them easily. Well, getting involved in an incident related to him is really scary, too. Itâs like choosing between the devil and the deep blue seaâ¦
But, seriously, Torch-kun! Whatâs with him? Those trashy thieves attacked the village, right?
Why let them live? Because he didnât finish them off properly, I ended up losing my base!
Ah, itâs so infuriating. Why do I always have to suffer because of him?
â¦Yeah, youâre right. The villageâs security must be tighter after the attack by the thieves. For now, Iâll use ãPresence Concealmentã and observe from a distance, planning to sneak in when the night gets darker.
***
Dusk.
The sun continued to sink. Purple spread across the blue sky.
I made my way out of the forest, crossed a small meadow, and hid in the shadow of a tree on a hill to watch the village. It was probably time for dinner preparations. Smoke should be rising from the chimneys of the houses, glowing orange in the sunset⦠that was the expectation.
But, that wasnât the case.
I was dumbfounded.
Why?
To put it simplyâ¦
The village was destroyed.