Otherworld Company Chapter 2.1: New Employee Training has Started

After a short period of being a NEET, I’m now in a job that belongs to a profession that is beyond common sense.

“Guufua!?” (Jiro)

I’m undergoing training for newcomers.

Yes, I’m suddenly being pushed to scream in a way that people aren’t supposed to, but it’s rookie training.

The shock spread through my stomach, my legs lifted off the ground, and after bouncing once on the white floor, I was rolling around, but it was training for newcomers.

Each person is hit with enough strength to fly in the air.

Such an existence may be like a gorilla or a terminator, but unfortunately, it is a person who looks far from such an image.

Suela, an intelligent and cool-looking dark elf, who from my point of view makes me wonder where she gets such power.

Newcomer training?

It’s a stepping stone for newly hired employees to become familiar with the company under the guidance of their seniors or supervisors, and to become a new asset on the job.

Currently, I’ve quit my previous job at a black company and joined the Demon King’s Army. I’m a dungeon tester.

Needless to say, I was undergoing the training for newcomers, but it seems that it was quite different from my imagination.

“Are you okay?” (Suela)

“Do I look okay?” (Jiro)

“I don’t think so.” (Suela)

What is required to dive into a dungeon?

Knowledge?

It’s necessary.

If you don’t know what a dungeon is, going through it is like going to your death.

Tools?

It’s impossible to not have weapons, armor, and medicine unless you’re playing a game where you’re restricted or in a special circumstance.

There are a lot of other things you need to prepare, but the basic thing you need is the ability to fight.

Even though I thought I had put all my strength into my abdominal muscles as soon as early in my life as I could, I was still pierced by the blow, and the wind was knocked off my chest.

As a result, when I tried to get up again, I couldn’t get up naturally but had to get up by putting in a lot of effort.

I had thought that new employees would have a hard time when they were required to have physical fighting skills, but I was severely wrong.

After a week of cleaning up the mess at my former black company and three days of moving from my apartment to the company dormitory. I knew I wouldn’t be able to immediately become a dungeon tester and dive into the dungeon.

They couldn’t let a novice or a person who was unfit for combat challenge the dungeon, as I expected.

That’s why they set up a training period to determine who would be formally hired.

On the third day of the training, I put on my kendo uniform and protective gear, which I hadn’t taken out in a long time. I am trying to get up using the wooden sword, a sword with a guard on the handle that was provided to me, as a walking stick.

…like twisting a baby’s hand.

There was a huge difference in ability between Suela and me, so much so that such words came to mind.

It had been a long time since I had exercised this hard. My sweating never stopped, and my breathing became erratic.

Suela, on the other hand, despite wearing a suit and high heels that were not suitable for martial arts. She was holding a wooden staff and looking down at me without even breaking a sweat.

“My body is getting stronger, right?” (Jiro)

“You’re feeling it, aren’t you?” (Suela)

“I didn’t think a wooden sword with an iron core would be so light.” (Jiro)

But I still can’t win.

No, I can’t even give a decent fight.

“I was reminded of the difference in our level.” (Jiro)

I was wearing a dark blue kendo uniform, basic kendo protective gear of the same color, and a dark brown wooden sword.

Physically, I don’t seem to have changed at first glance, but just a few minutes ago, I was wielding an iron rod for tens of minutes.

Now I can run fast enough to compete in the Olympics, if not win, and I can leap over a person in a vertical plane.

I can feel that my abilities are definitely improving.

“It’s amazing, this Magic Crest…”

“It’s a circuit that just draws out magical power from Mr. Jiro’s soul. It’s not so surprising.” (Suela)

It’s the otherworldly technology of the Magic Crest that allows me to do what even I could not do in my prime.

The energy called Magical Power that exists in the company or in the dungeon is poured into a vessel with Magical Power Aptitude through a circuit called Magic Crest.

That alone dramatically improved my physical ability.

I still remember when I heard that there would be no harm when a special concoction was applied to my whole body following a distinct pattern.

“The more you get used to it, the more effective it will be, and soon you will be able to use magic.” (Suela)

“That sounds exciting.” (Jiro)

The Magic Crest is just a pathway, a way to absorb magical power, and a way to release it.

However, my body that accepted the magical power is fully strengthened, and it seems that if I get proper knowledge, I can learn to use magic.

Moreover, the Magic Crest has a secondary effect.

“It’s great to be able to feel my growth.” (Jiro)

I can see status like in games.

I can’t see it because I can’t at the moment, but I can check my status values by sending magical power to a terminal developed by the Demon King Army through my Magic Crest.

The concept of level didn’t exist, but it was encouraging for those with athletic experience to see their strength, speed, knowledge and even luck quantified.

“This week, we will have a lecture in the morning and a mock battle like this in the afternoon.” (Suela)

“To enter the dungeon, right?” (Jiro)

“Yes, it’s not worth the effort of recruiting if we just give you an overview and then ask you to go.” (Suela)

It’s such a harsh environment.

I have no doubt about Suela’s words.

The Magic Crest I use, of course, Suela also uses it.

Otherwise, an adult man who is taller than his opponent, a woman shorter and far more slender; wouldn’t easily be blown away by that said woman’s fist.

Just a while ago, during this simulated battle, I was able to stop her movement once by swinging down from above.

It was a coincidence, but I felt a definite response at that time.

However, even though I had only stopped her movement, she caught my blow with one hand, and then unleashed a counterattack with a graceful swing, which should have been a light kick, but the movement was swift and fierce.

I experienced it with pain and repeated it so many times this afternoon that I was sick of counting.

I don’t know how many times I rolled around the ground from just today.

The difference in ability between me and her is so clear, even if she has changed from talking formally to just calling me “Mr. Jiro”, she is still my senior and I am her junior.

I must listen carefully to her advice and suggestion as her junior.

It’s for my own sake, and it’s good manners when working with people.

in addition,

“You’re a hero, you know? You can break through the dungeon.” (Suela)

“If you have one or two divisions of you, you can easily stop us.” (Jiro)

They have to create a dungeon that can’t be captured by an abnormal hero who is usually brought into the conversation.

I’m not sure if I’m going to be able to continue with this job if I’m failing at this level.

And there was a surprisingly good reason to know how much of a monster the hero was.

It is said that there is a crystal that records the battle between the previous demon king and the hero.

It is confidential and not easy to see, but Suela told me that she will show it to me sooner or later.

The Demon King and the Hero are two individuals that are beyond even the strength of a thousand of any of the races.

It seems that a normal deco pin attack is so unrealistically strong it’s missile class in firepower.

It’s not unreasonable to think of a dungeon to want to prevent it, but on the contrary, I feel that it is worthwhile to think of these as a game.

If I think that it is a preparation for those absurd things, I can still think that this excruciating pain is still enjoyable. [T/N: Yup, I know that mindset. I too have learned to enjoy the pains of life.]

“One more!” (Jiro)

I shouted so and I stood up and resumed the mock battle.

Well, it would have been nice to get land one hit.

But there was no way I could do it, and I kept losing the mock battle over and over again until now.

“I don’t regret having lost all the battles.” (Jiro)

No, it was frustrating, but every time Suela beat me, she would point out what was wrong with me, and as I put it into practice and improved one after another, I could feel myself getting stronger, and the enjoyment was more than enough.

I was so happy that I couldn’t help but grin as I carried the bag of armor back.

I climbed up the stairs instead of taking the elevator to the entrance of the dormitory, perhaps as a sign of my desire to get some exercise.

I used a little antiperspirant spray to remove the smell, but it still didn’t wipe away the sticky feeling of sweat on my clothes.

In the past, I would have taken a quick shower, opened the refrigerator, and downed a bottle of beer in one gulp, but that was an afterthought.

I took the key out of my pocket, stepped inside, and took off my shoes.

“Well, how much did it increase today?” (Jiro)

Most of my personal belongings in my apartment had been sold or disposed of as part of a fresh start with my new job, and my room in the dormitory now had a much cleaner atmosphere, except for the furniture.

I walked up to the desk without hesitation and picked up a white device that looked like a tablet PC at a quick glance.

Rather, apart from the fact that the energy source is my magic power, the contents are similar to a tablet PC.

Well, except that some of the contents are quite different from the modern ones. Instead, these are packed with applications developed by the Demon King Army.

I couldn’t help but feel some impatience as let my magical power flow from the Magic Crest and open the terminal, even for such a short delay.

“Status check.” (Jiro)

Once the device was activated, I slid the screen to launch the status check application without hesitation.

Immediately, the screen showed the words “Diagnosis in progress” and the diagnosis was completed in just a few seconds.

“Well, I hope to see an increase in strength and endurance.” (Jiro)

Today alone, he moved for four hours, wielding a wooden sword with an iron core, and continued to be beaten and blown away by Suela.

It’s strange that it doesn’t go up.

The status board, the order from the top, is Strength, Durability, Agility, Endurance, Dexterity, Knowledge, Intuition, Luck, and Magic, and a chart was shown in comparison to the previous diagnosis.

“Instead of Endurance, Agility went up a little, Knowledge was almost unchanged, and Luck, I’ve never seen it go up.” (Jiro)

Strength can be increased by simply training muscles, and Endurance can be achieved by doing long-distance running or doing something that requires physical strength.

I don’t know how to raise Luck.

“I’m sure we had classroom training in the morning, but… Knowledge is really hard to improve.” (Jiro)

Well, I think it’s better if it doesn’t go down.

The new Magic Crest I’ve acquired for this status check never lies about my efforts.

The more I do, the more talent I have, the easier it is to raise and also the harder it is to raise, but it doesn’t mean that I can’t.

However, on the contrary, if I neglect to make effort, my status will steadily drop.

Red letters indicate an increase, black letters indicate stagnation, and blue letters indicate a decrease.

Fortunately, I don’t see any blue letters in my current status.

It’s okay if it stays like this, but there will be times when it shouldn’t.

“Now it’s just a matter of how many skills I can develop during my training.” (Jiro)

Sliding the terminal to the next page.

An item called “Skill” is projected, and only one is displayed there.

Intimidating Monkey Scream

Intimidate and attract enemies with an incomprehensible, strange scream

Yeah, that’s the point.

If you’re a beginner in kendo, you’re embarrassed to say “Men”, and if you’re an intermediate player, you can shout “Men”.

And when it becomes an advanced person

“MEEEEEEN!” (Jiro)

There were a lot of strange voices that I couldn’t understand.

And I’m one of those people.

When I first had my status check at the medical checkup, I was stunned to learn that I had this skill.

Normally, if you had learned kendo, you would expect to have some sort of sword-related skill, such as sword fighting or sword skills.

But it seems that even in fantasy, the reality is still cruel.

“There are no passive skills in this game, right?” (Jiro)

According to Suela, I can’t have one with my skills. Well, it seems that the Magic Crest is a substitute for passive skills.

In addition, it seems that humans who have skills from the beginning by carving a Magic Crest are rare, and if they are trained, they can become a great asset.

“Is an incomprehensible, strange scream will help?” (Jiro)

If the other party is frightened, this will certainly give me an advantage.

If you don’t think too much about it, you can’t literally “live” in this industry.

“Well, should I take a shower?” (Jiro)

For the time being, my body is my capital.

I will take a bath and have supper.

There will be a class tomorrow morning.