Isekai ni Kita Boku wa Kiyoubinbode Subaya-sa Tayorina Tabi o Suru

AN: This is my first written work. I think I might make some small changes here and there.

That day I was working my part time job to earn some income. Working late at night at the front of a convenience store. Starting my s.h.i.+ft at 22:00, my job was very simple. Other than when a customer brings merchandise to me, its mostly just cleaning. Shelves, toilet, and various machines. After working for a long time, my body remembers the simple tasks so I can finish them relatively quickly.

That day was just the same.

After the night becomes late, the sound in front of the store disappears. There were just the three colours of light from the traffic lights, and sometimes a car would pa.s.s by with a little too much speed. I had cleaned the store to some extent and could see some garbage in the parking lot which I put into a garbage bag with my fire tongs, and was wandering around a bit.

Is the inside of the store alright?

No problems. No customers. After 3 in the morning, people are really few. Around 2 oclock there are some people who browse the new releases of some weekly published magazines but, h.e.l.lo Tuesday. Its the day of little enthusiasm in that department, as no new magazines are released.

I continued to pick up garbage to some extent, and bent my back to gaze towards the sky. Looks like the stars of the Summer Triangle were s.h.i.+ning. h.e.l.lo clear weather although the Suns not out yet. I continued to gaze at the sky without forgetting to pick up the garbage.

From the corner of my view, I saw the figure of a person standing in the shadow of the street lamp.

Aaaaah!! Eh, I wasnt mistaken was I?

I turn my head to go back inside the store. There was no one around after looking a third time. That scared me a little too much.

I entered the shop and made a straight line to the s.p.a.ce behind the cash register, before entering a position to watch the security camera footage from before. I operate the mouse to bring the footage of the parking lot to full screen. It shows me from before doing a beautiful job of cleaning. Not one piece of trash left.

While I was cleaning the trash, a human figure starts to walk down the sidewalk.

My eyes freeze with understanding. Its that guy from before. Hes on a course to enter the store. I change the view on the monitor to show 4 part.i.tions, and after all, see that figure displayed entering the store. No matter the guy, a customer is a customer.

Welcome good evening

My legs tremble as I give my usual greeting. There are many people late at night who get irritated when their drowsiness is at MAX. The trick is that giving a prompt greeting will give those people stimulation, preventing them from appearing stupid. There are some people who dont like that. However, having the experience to serve the type of people who tend to flip out by giving a loose greeting is something that our company finds effective.

Such an out of place thought went through my head as I stood behind the register. In a typical manner, the frightening customer comes straight to the cash register without stopping. In that case, from numerous possibilities I could narrow this situation down to a single pattern. Someone who is looking for something. Someone who wants something from behind the cash register. Then,

If you dont want to die then be quiet. Inside the register, take out all the money inside the register

Its a convenience store robbery.

My mind stops. A short. Eh? What?

Did you not hear me? Take out the money

My throat was blocked preventing my voice from coming out. Since some time ago my legs were trembling, then up through my back, my arms, hands, and finally my head.

U..m.., wha, eh?

The money. From the register and back counter, bring it to me. If you dont want to be hurt then bring it to me quickly.

Even if you tell me that customer, or not, dude your hand. Grasped in his hand was a ma.s.sive knife. If he had a gun I wouldnt have felt a firm sense of reality, and would have been able to laugh and pat the shoulder of the man without trembling. But the knife was s.h.i.+ning under the dull store lighting setting off my warning bells. That this was neither dream nor imagination was something I could clearly understand.

Theres nothing to be done. Theres no way to go against him. I open the cash register with my shaking hands. I take out three types of bills and present them to the man.

Theres a safe in the back right? That too.

But the vaults pa.s.sword is something that the manager has. I dont know it.

The, manager, has the pa.s.sword. I, dont know it.

Tch Move.

Im pushed to the side by the robber. With the momentum from his push I hit the cigarette shelves and scatter the new merchandise.

The robber invades behind the counter, and roughly opens the sliding door into the neighboring room before spreading out files around the safe in search of something. Probably, hes looking through the files hoping to find the pa.s.scode written down somewhere, or something like that. I watch this scene while standing stock still behind the cash register along with the scattered cigarettes.

It probably wont be long. The robber looks at me with eyes filled with the intent to kill. Scary, scary, scary!

You piece of thats enough. I have no more business with you. Now die.

At that moment, I didnt know what had happened. The first thing I noticed was the fever. My stomach became incredibly hot. My field of vision became neither white nor black, the world changing into a negative image, with the only thing before my eyes being the face of the robber before me. Eyes filled with powerful killing intent and laughter. I lower my vision as quickly as possible.

The heat source from before was a knife sticking out of my abdomen.

Ah., gu, aalie

Its a lie. You saw my face, so you have to die.

My uniform was covered in blood. The robbers face drew back in a grin, before he hit me with a sharp kick.

Gyaaa!!

I reflexively let out my voice. You little. Kicking the handle of the knife.

I fall to the floor at my wits end. In that case, I grab some cigarettes and throw them.

TchBe a hindrance will you.

The robber steps on me and escapes to in front of the register. With no strength to follow, I slowly move my arms while covered in cigarettes to touch the handle of the knife. Down by my stomach I couldnt feel that hilt, or guard portion that I had seen earlier. It seems like it was entirely embedded in my stomach.

This is itNo help can save me now.

Feelings of resignation begin to take over my body. If that happens then its already over. I dont have motivation to do anything.

I close my eyelids and my vision turns black.

AhThis, is this the end to take out lots of money for post secondary school, to get a job working in a good position, giving it my best to support that through this late night part time work. Sleeping through the day, day after day trying to pay off my scholars.h.i.+p. How patheticmoreI wanted to do lots of things, but like thisthis and that, just cut into dust.

I thought I would have had a better life.

Gradually my consciousness faded. My limbs felt incredibly hot.

The wish to be summoned has been confirmed. Unique Skill Jack of all TradesGranted

What was that? Just now was someone saying some incredibly rude words?

Ahhmou, its uselessmy consciousness

Someone