Becoming a magician in another world

He is probably around twenty years old.

The fiery scarlet hair, the white skin that is not dirty, and the slender limbs are really balanced.

The nose bridge, eyebrows and pupils are all as neat as those of an exquisite doll.

The most striking thing is the pupils that can feel the power of the same color as the hair.

(――A person who is like a flame)

The wariness left Sam.

Like a moth drawn to a flame, it staggers closer.

Coming back to reality, he stood close enough to look down upon her.

"Well, what happened?"

I was nervous just talking to him.

Come to think of it, this was the first person I saw since leaving the territory.

Although I didn't know who she was, I couldn't help but say hello.

"Um"

“Are you injured? Do you need any allowance?”

"—"

"Eh?"

The woman seemed to mumble something, but Sam couldn't understand.

It seemed like he didn't even have the strength to make a sound.

However, only her pupils were shining.

Seduced by her eyes, Sam moved his face closer.

"Are you OK?"

"—"

The voice was still weak and I couldn't understand what it was saying.

So the woman reached out, grasped Sam's chest, and brought her neat lips close.

"——I'm hungry."

I don't understand what was said.

Stop thinking.

She said it again to Sam like that.

“I’m hungry. Let me eat something.”

It seems that the woman was not injured, but fainted due to hunger.

I knew Sam's tension dissipated.

Ah, Sam sighed, putting the bag down from behind his back and getting out the food for her.

"Thanks for the treat. Thank you, I didn't expect to fall down hungry. Hahahaha."

"This woman... I ate all the bento Daphne made for me."

Sam cried as he looked at his empty lunch box.

Daphne couldn't eat a single bite of the bento she had made with her arms.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Because I had a box of supplies, I thought I could eat anytime. I forgot to put some important food in it."

"Item box!?"

——Item box.

That one word made Sam's anger and sadness fade away.

I didn't expect to hear such fantastic words and eyes sparkling in a place like this.

"Are there any item boxes? Where can I buy them?"

"Calm down, boy. The item box is my skill. It's not something you can buy."

"what"

"Hehe. This is a rare skill. You must be envious!"

"That's great! That's great! I want it too!"

"It's a pity that I can't give it to the boy. Because skills are innate. - Hmm? Oh, doesn't the boy have skills too?"

"Eh? Do I have any skills?"

"Didn't you notice?"

First time heard of it.

At the same time, my heart was surging.

I never dreamed that I had such skills.

(Maybe, do I have an item box too!? No, no, it’s something that’ll be more powerful if I’m not good at it)

"Well, then, what skills do I have!?"

"I know you're happy, but calm down, boy. Even so, don't force yourself. There are fewer people with skills than those with magic power. In a sense, this is proof that you are loved by the world."

"That kind of thing doesn't matter, hurry up!"

"So it's a child. Yeah, that's good. The boy's skill is, um, a skill called "Tearing Things".

"The Torn Thing?"

"I guess it's a skill specifically for cutting. That's great. If I hold a sword, maybe I can defeat a thousand enemies with one knight."