An active hunter in Hokkaido was thrown into another world.

68. Nasty feeling

"Sin, look at me"

I don't like it, but there's no way I'm not buying out Surplast on a regular basis. That's how everyone in the village makes us athe...

Guildmaster Buffalo Bal waited so long for us to come...

"Rotten Pigeon"

"Yes."

"What's wrong with this?

"This is the one I got yesterday."

No, no, it's crazy.

I'm rotting and my wings are a lot off.

It just seems like he's been dead for about a week now.

"That's an example pigeon you were in the warehouse. If I'm exterminating you with the cancer I gave you, there's someone who's gonna run right off, whether you hit it or not."

That's a 4.5 mm air gun. Diana M34.

I've already given a penny to Mr. Bal because he gets his pigeon exterminated every time.

"I hit six shots and dropped it. Then this is how it goes."

"... do you know Mr. Bal is a zombie?

"Of course."

"Thank you for your help. I'm leaving today."

"Wait -!!"

I only have a bad feeling about it.

"So, as for Mr. Bal?

"If you keep your mouth shut, people in the city might turn into zombies."

"What are you going to do?

"Talk to your lord, me and you, get rid of all the pigeons in the city"

"How many do you think there are?"

"About 3,000?

"There's nothing we can do about it. Hunter, you should do it in general."

"Ordinary hunters don't do that kind of embarrassing job, do they?"

Were we embarrassed to work?

"... bad. Don't be ridiculous. Play it for me."

Yes, sir. I'll give you four thousand extra rounds of ammo (pellets).

"Two Gold Coins"

"This fine lead could be cheap."

"And this service."

"What is this?"

"It's oil and cleaning equipment."

Even spring air rifles need proper care.

Cylinder oil first. This is genuine RWS oil. Only one store in Japan deals with this, right? You can buy it on the street.

I could have bought it in a magic bag. [M]

"If you shoot a thousand shots, give me two drops from this white bottle, through this hole."

"Whoa...... Oops. You're in an unusual bottle..."

There is no pack of polyethylene in this world. It's a package like eye drops though.

"And this green bottle, it's for the spring. Driver, unscrew here..."

Remove the stock and you will see the spring. To this, let the spring oil drip a little and six drops. And on the link part of the arm that's teddy.

Triggers and Shea do not need to be oiled.

Trigger mechanics are delicate, so it's different depending on the gun to tell you not to refuel and to refuel. I'll just have to look at the instructions for this.

"I see. Sprinkle the oil. Every machine is a jerk."

"You used it and you figured it out, right? It's just a machine."

"Oh, the blacksmith told me to look funny, but I threw a spoon at him that I couldn't make anything like this."

I guess.

"This barrel will also get dirty, so if you shoot a hundred shots, fill it with felt (wool) or cloth and push it in with a thin stick to clean it. You're doing it, aren't you?

"Don't, I forgot"

I can't help it.

Suppose I do it and show it to you?

Both the cleaning rods and the felt will be able to prepare something for Mr. Bal.

When you cleaned it that way, the felt turned black with lead cushion. Repeat until this stops getting dirty. Spring air rifles are fragile when struck empty, so pass the rod through like this. I don't use a method of shooting felts off and cleaning them like pumps and pre-charged air rifles.

Let's get to the lord.

I will go to the Mansion with three horses without using a carriage. I can ride a horse now.

Mr. Kirif is only rare to see a zombified pigeon.

I'm being shot through the head. Mr. Bal must have shot six shots and one hit him in the head.

"Said the pigeon zombied"

"That's right. Well, yes."

"Don't be ridiculous, Bal. I'm like a child from your point of view."

I like this place, Mr. Killiff. I'm a casual lord.

"He wants to get rid of all the pigeons in the city."

"Yes."

"Hmmm... how many do you think there are?

Though I see it as 3,000.

"How much were you paying for one now?

"Sin has two big copper coins"

"That's cheap! Sin, you used to do that for that price!

"Hunters are volunteers."

I shrug my shoulders. [M]

I don't do Japanese, but do you mean I've gotten used to this world a lot too?

"Give me a reward for two pieces of one copper coin, three thousand wins and forty-two pieces of gold? I don't know if hunters can move with that kind of money."

"That's why I'm asking hunters to give me a daily allowance."

"I've never heard of a hunter to exterminate a pigeon. Can you use it? There's going to be an accident with an arrow flying through the city."

"If you ask me, you're right."

"Hmm, I wish Sin had five more"

Such a lame......

"Sin. I'll pay for the stay. Stay in this mansion. The reward is fifty gold coins. The request is the extermination of all the pigeons in the city. Can you?"

"Why not find a zombie pigeon more than that and track it down where it came from?

"Can you do that?

"I'll try as best I can"

Mr. Bal and I will go around the Chamber of Commerce with the stables of horses and the big mansion.

"That! Isn't that right, Mr. Bal!

The pigeon who was on the roof of the Church of the Brave!

The feathers are missing a lot!

"That's it!

Enter the church grounds on your own, ask Mr. Bal to aim carefully......

Bash!

It's falling apart. Quickly catch it with Saran covering a long patterned net.

You're doing pretty good, Mr. Bal, showing it at a light 25m distance on an open site with no scope? Aren't you better than me already?

It's rampant.

I'm fine.

He's a zombie pigeon, so if you don't shoot him in the head, he won't die.

My air gun and bullet must have Mr. Nanotes' blessing on them, so the zombie should die in one blow. If I kill you, I have no ex or child. So I had Mr. Bal shoot me with the air gun and the rest of the ammo I gave him up front.

No, he's a zombie, so he could be dead by now.

I only have a bad feeling that you're at the Church of the Brave anymore.

"I don't know what the Church of the Brave has created."

If that's the case, I'm scared, Mr. Bal.

The cemetery is outside the city, but management is the work of the church. Aren't you all-you-can-make zombies?

The church is building something like this to make you attack the city?

No, no, no. It's not beneficial. What good does a church get by doing that?

Church isn't that bad, is it?

You need to be sure.

Wear thick-skinned gloves, tie the red ribbon to your feet for about 1m and stick it in the bird basket.

I'm here at the East Gate.

Mr. Bal, Saran, I'll cross the three horses separately, ready OK.