Mob Protagonist ~ Mob in the Novel But There is a Problem

Chapter3，Part1

Chapter 3.1. I’ve Been Reincarnated As A Mob

I am 5 years old. I become 5 years old. My house is about 3.5 acres. It’s small, but it has a yard and a parking lot. It is a modern house and was built less than 10 years ago. I thought perhaps my parents built it when they got married.

But I do not intend to act wisely. I won’t surprise my parents by reading difficult books or making adult-like statements. There is no need for such a cute little kid.

No, a young child who is just plain smart is fine, okay? But I don’t think it’s good to reincarnate and show off that you’re smart. Even adults understand that. There is a difference between child cleverness and adult cleverness.

Child cleverness and adult cleverness, what do you choose? If your child is weird, you are more likely to consider them creepy. If they are kind parents, though, they might still not mind.

I don’t need to test my parents’ minds in vain. So I played the role of a young child.

On the washbasin, on my step stool, I sloshed my face. I check my hair to see if there are no sleeping habits or messy spots, and I confirm my clothes fit me. Young children like to be clean. There is nothing strange about them. A well groomed child is very popular.

“Mii-chan likes to be clean! Uri-uri.”

“Kyaaa~”

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I squeal with delight and hug my mom. Then my mom giggles softly and pats my head. I feel relieved by her patting me. I close my eyes.

“It’s almost lunchtime. Let’s go shopping, shall we?”

“Yes! Can I buy some snacks?”

“Yeah, I’ll reward you if you carry my luggage.”

“I’ll carry your luggage!”

I jumped up and down and was happy. This kind of coaxing is very pleasing to parents. My body is also begging for a treat. It’s no wonder, I’m still young.

Hand in hand with my mother, we set out for shopping. I carry an eco-bag. I’m a good girl.

I see familiar asphalt-paved roads, cars coming and going, and convenience stores. It’s a safe and secure scene in Japan. I wave as I walk, I’m glad I’m not in a world of swords and sorcery.

“You’re in a good mood, Mii-chan!”

“Yeah, I’m looking forward to sweets!”

“Oh, dear.”

I walk to the supermarket with my giggling mother. I wonder, where do I live? Tokyo? I don’t see any forests, no fields. Tokyo ……, right? It doesn’t look like Kansai. And I haven’t seen anyone using the Kansai dialect.

But I don’t see foreigners either. In Tokyo, there are always foreigners working in convenience stores and restaurants. I wonder if everything is not the same as in my previous life in Japan.

While walking, I was curious, but I decided to leave it in my memory, thinking I could look it up later. It’s because I can’t ask random questions. I don’t want people to think I’m a kid who asks strange things when I have nothing to compare it. I’m aware that I’m a little timid, but I want to cherish family relationships.

“Oh, Takano-san. Are you shopping with your kid?”

“Yes, I’m just going to the supermarket there.”

“Hello, auntie!”

I greeted her with a cute smile. The basis of neighborly relations is greetings. If you can say hello, you can get a good reputation.

“Oh my goodness, that’s a nice greeting. You always look so cute. I envy you.”

The woman and mom greeted each other on the way. My last name is Takano, my mother is Takano Birei, and my father is Houretsu. What can I say, parents with somewhat upper-class-like names? Well, whatever.

I walked on. It’s spring, and soon it will be the rainy season. I thought I don the rainy season, as I happily talked with my mother and headed for the supermarket.

And then I met something that ruined my life. I didn’t want to meet it.

It was in the shape of a person. It was walking with a clattering metallic sound.

“Mom, is that a cosplay?”

I pointed at it as an adorable five-year-old child.

“Oh, that’s an adventurer heading for the dungeon.”

“For cosplay, they needed to go to the venue and change their clothes… But their hair is also bright pink or green. Is there a cosplay venue around here?”

There is a huge green-haired old man with mechanical iron armor and a futuristic mechanical spear, and a girl dressed in a witch’s triangular hat and black robe with a knotted wooden staff. By the way, she had pink hair.

People with similar outfits and unusual hair colors walked by, and I thought there must be a cosplay venue nearby. I had never been to a cosplay venue in my previous life. I had never been to Comiket, which is held in summer or winter. So, I said to myself, I’d like to go there. It was different from begging for sweets. It was a request that she might refuse it.

I made a silly wish as my first request, but I decided to live my life as I wished after my reincarnation. Of course, family is the highest priority.

Then my mother giggled and told me.

“Cosplay? Those people will get angry if they hear about it. They’re adventurers who graduated from Magic Academy after waking up to the power to use mana.”

“Adventurers?”

What? I was puzzled. My instincts were starting to warn me that this was a bad conversation. But my mom, oblivious to my confusion, gently stroked my head and told me.

“These are the people who conquer the dungeons in this world. They are the people who destroy the scary, scary dungeons where demons appear. The fact that their hair color is not black is a sign that they have awakened to be able to handle mana.”

“He~.”

I stared at my mom’s face and wondered if she was serious, but she didn’t seem to be lying or teasing me. Huh? Is that the way you see the world?