An Ordinary Civil Servant’s Transfer to Another World A Gacha-Dependent Life Relying on Luck
“Oh!”
The moment the status screen appeared, the princess let out a surprised voice.
The other high school students were also peeking at their own statuses and seemed to be discussing something among themselves.
“This is… wonderful! As expected of the Hero-sama!”
After glancing around, it seems my status is significantly lower compared to the high school students.
The other four people, likely due to their job characteristics, have varying values in each stat, but roughly average close to 50. This means they start with nearly five times the stats I have.
Well, it says “ordinary person dragged into another world,” so this is probably what an ordinary person’s stats look like…
Additionally, everyone is clearly marked as “heroes summoned from another world,” and their job titles suggest promising futures: apprentice sword saint, apprentice holy maiden, etc.
Does this mean there are no other possibilities for me since I’m just a local government worker?
“This is impressive, as expected of the Hero-sama! Since you’ve just been summoned, you must be tired, so we’ll discuss things further tomorrow. For now, let us show you to your rooms.”
With that announcement, the princess called for a servant and began to leave the room.
Behind her, armed soldiers silently exerted pressure, creating an atmosphere where objections were not allowed.
In this situation, a bespectacled and intelligent-looking male high school student raised his hand.
“Excuse me, may I ask something?”
“What is it?”
Looking at his status, it read ‘Tomoki Kiryuu (Kiryuu Tomoki) Apprentice Sage.’ Just looking at his job title made him seem wise.
Incidentally, I also caught a glimpse of the status of the girl who caused me to get dragged in.
‘Nana Shiraishi (Shiraishi Nana) Apprentice Holy Maiden’
Hmm, at least it doesn’t say ‘Apprentice Villainess.’ Though, she was also dragged into this against her will.
“Um, we’ve suddenly found ourselves in this situation and are struggling to stay calm. To better understand our current circumstances, may we ask a few questions?”
The princess responded with a generous expression.
“Yes, of course. It would be better for you to know a little about the situation so you can feel more at ease.”
Itsuki looked around at us before speaking.
“First, what should we do next?”
“You will rest for now, and from tomorrow we will guide you through the kingdom. Afterward, you will undergo combat training before setting out on adventures.”
The princess’s smooth answer seemed to calm the other high school students somewhat.
I guess it’s better than being told to fight immediately; at least there’s some training…
“It was said that the purpose of our summoning is to defeat the demon race, but is this something only we can do?”
“That is…”
In response to Itsuki’s question, the princess hesitated.
“The summoning ritual is an ancient tradition. It was said that when the battle with the demons begins, heroes from another world would successfully be summoned. In fact, the summoning ritual succeeded.”
The princess glanced at the king, confirmed his nod, and continued.
“The battle with the demons does not necessarily require heroes from another world. However, it is said that the power of heroes from another world is absolutely necessary to defeat the Demon King.”
A thoughtful expression crossed Itsuki’s face, indicating he wasn’t entirely satisfied.
That’s understandable. Ordinary high school students haven’t undergone combat training. And local government workers like me definitely haven’t either—public servants aren’t the same as the Self-Defense Forces.
However, this story feels quite suspicious.
For instance, while they claim the citizens are suffering, the princess is adorned in dazzling decorations, and the king looks rather plump, showing no signs of hardship.
“Of course, as I mentioned earlier, you will receive combat training. Until then, live in the castle and gain confidence. We have prepared accommodations worthy of important state guests. With these stats, you will quickly surpass the strength of our country’s knights.”
“Can’t we return to our original world?!”
Another male high school student (probably from the soccer club) shouted, interrupting the princess.
In response, the king spoke in a dignified voice.
“I apologize. This is an important matter and I should have informed you earlier. According to the legend, after defeating the Demon King, you will have the option to return to your original world. Beyond that, even we do not know more. I am sorry.”
After finishing the explanation, the princess looked at the king, clearly wanting to wrap things up soon.
“Then, are there any more questions?”
Looking around, the male high school students who had spoken earlier seemed unsatisfied but decided to postpone further discussion until later.
The two female high school students appeared frightened and uneasy, unable to speak effectively.
Alright, this is my chance.
“Excuse me? May I ask one point?”
The princess looked at me with a slightly bitter expression, likely due to my low stats.
“As you can see, my stats are not suited for fighting. Even with combat training, I doubt I can be of much help.”
I continued, expressing my wish. I wanted to leave this suspicious country as soon as possible.
Especially concerning the method to return to our original world—it felt like anything goes as long as it’s part of some legend?
This is bad news.
So, humbly pointing to my stats, I said:
“As you can see, I am not a hero. If the goal is combat, staying here will only cause trouble for everyone. Therefore, I’d like to leave and find work outside. It’s a difficult request, but if you could provide enough money for me to live on for two or three months, I’ll manage somehow.”
The princess’s face brightened, apparently thinking she could get rid of me easily.
“Yes, please wait a moment while I consult with the king.”
While the king and princess were talking, the girl who caused my involvement spoke in a trembling voice.
“I’m really sorry.”
Surprisingly, the surrounding high school students turned their attention to me.
“You got dragged in while trying to help me, and you’re saying you want to leave the castle despite doing nothing wrong…”
She bowed her head to me.
“No, don’t worry about it. Besides, I’m already an adult. Can I call you Shiraishi?”
After checking my stats, I replied with a smile, and she looked a bit relieved.
“My name is Shiraishi. You’re Kazuto Suzuki, right? I don’t know how to apologize enough.”
One of the male high school students spoke sympathetically.
“Uncle… you were just dragged in, weren’t you? My name is Shou Kanazaki. If there’s anything I can do to help, please let me know. Though, I’m not sure what will happen to myself either.”
The soccer club guy who I assumed earlier chuckled apologetically. He seemed like a good guy.
“Thank you. Yes, I’m Kazuto Suzuki. As I mentioned earlier, I was dragged into this world, which might explain why my stats are so low.”
I answered with self-deprecating humor, making Shiraishi-san look even more apologetic.
“That’s why I want to leave this suspicious castle…”
“Suzuki-sama”
The princess seemed to have returned.
“I’m very sorry, but with Suzuki-sama’s stats, it would indeed be difficult to engage in combat with demons.”
“I expected as much…”
“However, I noticed something interesting in your unique skills besides ‘Understanding of Other World Languages.’ What is this ‘Gacha’ skill?”