Chapter 13: Argument
Heading to my house in the northeast part of West Borough was supposed to take about forty minutes on foot.
But barely halfway there, I was already cursing under my breath. My body felt like it was roasting alive, like a chicken left out under the sun, and my feet were excruciatingly aching after being dragged all over the city without a break.
"Darn it! I should’ve asked Richie for some money and hired a carriage. This is taking forever! This cursed sun! This godawful weather! I’m so done with this..."
Walking from the forest to the city, then from the market district to the port, and now deep into the West Borough without a single rest, the fatigue finally caught up to me. My whole body was burning out.
On top of that, the sun blazed overhead like it had a personal grudge against me.
I was sweating buckets, and with every step, my body grew stickier and heavier. Not to mention, this body wasn’t in great shape to begin with.
Honestly, it was a miracle I’d made it this far at all.
As I wiped the sweat from my forehead, I couldn’t help but miss my old motorbike. Even though in a sense, it was only less than a day old since I last saw it.
How great would it be if I could bring all my stuff from Earth here with me...
"Sigh... How is it that my first day in another world had to be so miserable that it needed me to run to many places at once? It would be nothing if I were a fan of marathons or jogging, but sadly, I’m not. This was definitely not how I imagined spending my first day after getting isekai’d."
Despite all the complaints, I kept on walking, though my pace had grown slower, almost like a snail.
For a moment, I regretted giving all the money I had taken from the thug I knocked out to the starving girl. But when I remembered the look on her face, the way her eyes lit up, and the joy in the other kids when she ran back to them with the money, that regret vanished almost instantly.