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The Hunters’ Guild is an
organization established to manage social activities, monitor, and control
those who make their living exploring Metros and hunting Metro Beasts, and
support their activities and give back to the country and the city for their
achievements. It is an organization that has been made with the times.
The guild is composed of
hunters who belong to the guild as members and the guild’s management as
management staff.
Those who wish to become a
member of the guild must undergo a screening process by the staff. Whether or not they are a person who deserves
the trust of society, their ability and morals are checked in advance by
interviews (although it is not as strict as some said.)
Incidentally, the headquarters
is located in the Tokyo Metropolitan Government Office, and each city has its
own branch office.
Other than the general policy,
each branch operates independently, and in general, belonging and adhesion to
the city in which one is stationed are stronger. According to Obuchi, Sugamo is
one of the typical examples.
The business office is located
in the center of Sugamo, a short walk north of the city council auditorium.
Officially, it is the “Hunter’s Guild, Sugamo Branch Office”.
In the center of the city,
where there are many buildings that are a few steps sturdier than private homes
and stores, the stylish western-style store looks a little out of place. It is
a large three-story building.
There is a window at the front
end of the first floor, and staff members are working at desks. It looks like a
post office or a government office.
In the waiting area at the
front are several standing drinking tables (no chairs), and people in jerseys,
who look like hunters, are chatting with each other with cups and snacks in
their hands. There is also a counter in the back right corner that seems to
serve food and drink.
It looks like a meeting place
for adventurers. I don’t know whether this was inevitable from practical
rationality or whether it was influenced by fiction.
After filling out the
necessary paperwork for the two of us (along with Tamiko, who cannot write) at
the counter, we headed upstairs without any prompting. A middle-aged man in a shirt,
vest, and slacks stands in the hallway, receives our forms, and we are sent to
the room after saying, “Please go there”.
We were ushered into a large
room with two rows of wooden chairs, but no one is sitting in any of them. I
sat at the end of the row, and Tamiko sits next to me.
We knew there wouldn’t be that
many people since the event was held every month, but we didn’t think we’d be
the only ones… Just before the end of the shift, a young man wearing a
hunter’s jersey entered the room. He was sweating and shouting, “I made it!”
“Oh, you cute tiny thing.” “Nice to meet you, huh?” He then sits down next to
Tamiko.
At noon, they hear the bells
of a clock tower not far from here. A female staff member walks up to them and
raises her glasses.
“We are starting the Hunter’s
Guild member registration examination. The requirements for registration are
that you must be at least 15 years old, have no criminal record stamped on your
record, have a Fungal Class and master a Fungal Skill and be at least level 10.
Are you qualified?” (Woman)
“I am, squeak!”
(Tamiko)
“Oh, I see… Someone
from the Carbuncle tribe. The age requirement for Magic Beasts is slightly
different. The Carbuncle tribe starts at six years old or older, so there’s no
problem.” (Woman)
“Noa also said
that.” (Shuu)
“Squeak?” (Tamiko)
A female employee is chuckling.
The young man is also smiling.
“Everyone seems to have
no problem. I’ll call you in one by one, please go to the other room.” (Woman)
“Oh, excuse me,” I raised
my hand. “I’m doing it together with her, this one can’t write so can we
both do it together?” (Shuu)
“Squeak.” (Tamiko)
“Yes, if that’s the case.”
(Woman)
The female staff member moves
to the corner of the room. It seems that she is waiting for a while until
everything is ready.
“—Hey, uncle.”
(Kid)
The young man talks to me.
For a moment, I was stunned
and speechless.
I wondered if I was the one he
was talking to. I can’t believe that for the first time in my life, I was being
called “uncle”.
(Me? Do you mean me? You’re looking
at me right?) (Shuu)
(I’m still twenty-eight? Am I
an old man?) (Shuu)
(Well I am technically 130
years old. Oh, shit I AM an old man.) (Shuu)
“How are you uncle? I’m 18.”
(Kid)
I can tell from his friendly
smile that he has no malicious intent. However.
Eighteen, huh? You’re just a sh*tty
high schooler, aren’t you? You should take a lesson from our Noa, she looks
eight times smarter than you. [T/N: Uhuh. I hope it is not because she’s a
“blessed” young lady.]
“Well, you see, I’m only
twenty-eight.” (Shuu)
“Oh, really!? A newbie at
28!? What have you been doing all this time!?” (Kid)
“Yeah, well…”
(Shuu)
I can’t say I was sleeping.
“I am 10 squeak old.”
(Tamiko)
Tamiko squeaks in.
“Oh no. I’m talking about
your level, Tiny Cutie.” (Tamiko)
(Is it a question about levels?)
(Shuu)
“I am 40, squeak.”
(Tamiko)
“What? Level 40?”
(Kid)
(Oh, I’m lower than Tamiko.)
(Shuu)
“What? No way. How is it
possible that you reached 28 and 40 without registering as a hunter? You’re not
just any a rookie, you’re already a mid-level hunt. Have you been freelancing all
this time?” (Kid)
(Oh, that’s the kind of thing
Tamiko would reply with.) (Shuu)
“I’ve been at Metro since
I was born, and I just met Abeshuu five years ago.” (Tamiko)
“Tamiko, let’s be quiet.”
(Shuu)
I pulled Tamiko’s cheeks and shut
her up.
“Hey! No, yes. I’ll be
quiet, squeak. My cheek pouch, squeak! It hurfs Squeaf! Eh, rather, is this…?”
(Tamiko)
“Excuse me.” (Woman)
The conversation is cut short
by the female staff clearing her throat.
Shortly after, the back door
opens and a male staff appeared.
“I’m sorry to have kept
you waiting. So, first one, come with me please.” (Man)
“Do your best! Uncle and Tiny!”
(Kid)
I responded with a smile, a wrinkle
between my brows, while I was carrying Tamiko on my shoulder as I left the
room.
The room we were taken to was
about the same size as the waiting room we were in earlier.
There is a table in the center
of the room with a sofa between. Two women are sitting there. The one on the
left is wearing the same white shirt as the other staff member, and the one on
the right is wearing a hunter’s jersey.
“Excuse me.” (Shuu)
Greeting and bowing to the
people in the room. The basics are important.
“Please have a seat here.”
(Woman)
“Oh, yes.” (Shuu)
I sat down on the sofa
opposite and facing the women.
They are both beautiful women.
The staff member has loose brown hair and a calm demeanor, while the hunter has
black hair tied back and a sharp look. Both were probably in their thirties.
“You are Abe Mr. Shuu and
Ms. Tamiko correct?” (Kaike)
“Oh, yes.” (Shuu)
“Squeak.” (Tamiko)
“Thank you for attending
the registration screening today. My name is Kaike and I will be in charge of
the interview. This is Ms. Aomoto, who is the guild representative of the
Sugamo branch. She is attending this interview as a witness.” (Kaike)
“Nice to meet you.”
(Aomoto)
From my impression, Kaike is the
friendly cop and Aomoto is the serious and strict cop. A carrot and a stick,
the sun and the north wind. It was more like an interrogation in a detective
drama than a job interview.
“So, let’s get started.”
(Kaike)
“Squeak!” (Tamiko)
This squirrel girl who knows
nothing of fear raises her hand cheerfully. I have been trained by Noa and
Obuchi, so all I have to do now is to perform as we have practiced.
“Thank you very
much…” (Shuu)
Still, I can’t curb my anxiety.
I’m scared of the interview.
“First of all, let me
check your Levels and Fungal Classes.” (Kaike)
And suddenly it came. Today’s
mountain to conquer.
Two sheets of Test Sheet for
two people are laid out on the table. Two sheets with a scale for the level and
one sheet with a hexagonal pattern for the Fungal Class.
“Please use this.”
(Kaike)
Kaike puts down something that
looks like a thumbtack. A needle sticks out from a resin disk.
“Tamiko, can you use this?”
(Shuu)
“I’ll be insane to
consider using this, squeak.” (Tamiko)
“Is that fine?”
(Shuu)
“I’ll use something else,
squeak.” (Tamiko)
Kaike’s lips loosen, perhaps
because she can’t help but smile. Aomoto just looks cool and is staring at
Tamiko, perhaps because members of the Carbuncle tribe are rare.
“……ah.” (Shuu)
This test paper is for up to
level 50. The price is 30 yen, as I recall.
Well, why will they not offer
the one with the higher limit for newcomers’ measurements? Still, even though
it is 30 yen, it is a natural action to reduce costs.
“What’s wrong?”
(Kaike)
“No, nothing.”
(Shuu)
I pricked my finger with the
needle and smeared blood on the level Test Sheet. Following his lead, Tamiko
bites off the tip of her finger with her front teeth and stamps it into the
round frame. The red line extends smoothly.
“……eh?” (Kaike)
Just as we had done before in
front of Noa and the others, mine stopped at 50, Tamiko at 40.
“”……Eh!?”” (Kaike
& Aomoto)
Both Kaike and Aomoto are
stunned.
“Abeshuu, I want some of
that.” (Tamiko)
Tamiko then licks her fingers.
“Hey, wait a
minute–” (Kaike)
“Wait a minute! What kind
of joke is this!?” (Aomoto)
Aomoto slammed the table and
leaned forward.
“A newcomer who came for
an interview today is level 50! And a young Carbuncle girl is 40! That’s
impossible!” (Aomoto)
“I’m sorry, it can only
measure up to 50.” (Shuu)
“…What? Then, are you
trying to tell me that it’s even higher than 50?” (Aomoto)
“Yes, just in case.”
(Shuu)
Aomoto was absolutely
mortified. Aomoto shuddered and yelled.
“Ms. Kaike, give him another
Test Sheet! Up to 100!” (Aomoto)
“Yes…” (Kaike)
My back sweating with excitement,
he inwardly tells himself, “It’s okay, it’s working.”
The reason I didn’t ask for it
myself first was that I was afraid, they would snicker at me and say, “That’s
nonsense!” I also wanted to leave an impact.
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