CH 7

“So, what’s the deal with [Super Jack-of-all-Trades]?”

I asked Regal, sitting on the desk chair as if I knew her well since it was my room. She pulled out a teacup of coffee out of nowhere and began to talk while drinking it …… like a country old woman.

“It’s not difficult, though, is it? As the name suggests, you’re a [Jack-of-all-Trades], so if you wanted to, you could do any kind of work or job on average. However, as you painfully realized in your previous life, you can only display a certain level of ability.”

“Yes. I understand that. So, the focus is on what the “Super” part means, right?”

“Thanks for understanding so quickly, Sanmon Hideo-san.”

“…… I don’t have a good memory from that name, so please don’t use it.”

I could feel my face twisting in frustration. Regal then chuckled and continued with her story.

“Excuse me, I’m getting off track here. So, the [Super Jack-of-all-Trades] will be able to exceed that “certain” limit.”

“Hmmm ……. wait, limit!? Is there a certain point at which you can’t use [Jack-of-all-Trades]!?”

“Well, there are some misunderstandings, but I think most people are like that, aren’t they? If they work just a little bit harder, they might be able to go one step higher, but they don’t take that first step.”

Regal says something profound.

If you ask me, I also feel like I’ve given up on comparing myself to my brother and said, “I can’t do this anymore”. I must have looked bitter, because Regal hurriedly waved her hand and bowed her head. 

“Ah!? No, no, no!? Lars-san was doing his best! It’s just that you’re a bad match with the other party. Your ex-brother is what’s commonly known as a genius. At that point in time, your abilities were considerable. That’s why I thought it would be a shame if the ability you received were just [Jack-of-all-Trades], yes.”

“I knew my skills were given to me by Regal. My brother and the other kids, too?”

When I asked this, Regal gave me a troubled look and answered. It was a rather shocking story.

“The skills that are given to a child are basically random. It depends on your personality to some extent. This time, I interfered with Lars-san, but that’s the way the system is supposed to work.”

“The system ……? So, is there a god-like person who created it?”

“No, there isn’t.”

She said, sitting up straight.

“There isn’t ……?”

“Ah, I said that wrong, it seems that God is “gone”. I’ve been sealed up for a bit because of bad behavior a long~ time ago, but I woke up recently to find that my time had come. I’m And then God was nowhere to be found.”

“I wonder why ……”

“Who knows? I’m a demon, so I don’t know about that. God can be bored or have a strange personality. Well, let’s put that aside and get back to the topic of skills.”

I think it’s not a story that should be passed over too much, but …… I don’t think it’s any of my business, so I nodded.

“As I said earlier, Lars-san’s “Super Jack-of-all-Trades” allows him to do just about anything. Magic or Sword. That’s why that cocky little kid’s [Magic Swordsman] will be at a level that you can laugh at.”

“That’s great! If I work hard, I can become good at whatever I want!”

Effort is nothing. That’s how much I’ve done in my previous life. If you know that your hard work will be rewarded, it is natural to be excited. However, Regal holds up her index finger and makes a sullen face.

“There’s one thing to keep in mind, though, and that’s fine for normal work. For example, if you do blacksmithing over and over again, before you know it you’ll be a specialist, which is probably what Lars-san is thinking. Just in case, that’s 50 points as an answer, and it’s fine for direct things like magic and swords, but not for sensory things like your father’s [Fertility] or your brother’s [Charisma], so please keep that in mind. “

I see, you can’t do spiritual things or internalized power. But if “I don’t know how to use it”, I’ll accept that that’s the way it is. 

“I can’t help it with the skills that can’t be seen. I’m just going to get the power that is connected to my job anyway, and that’s enough. It’s good to be an adventurer or something.”

“I knew you would say that. You look so pitiful in your previous life, after all.”

“So you were watching ……”

“Yes, yes …… Do you want to know what happened to your family after you passed away?”

He asked me with a devilish look of mischief on his face. But after a few moments of contemplation, I shake my head and decline the question.

“It’s okay, there’s no point in worrying about it. I’m Lars Irving now. My Dad’s and Mom’s son.”

“Ehhhh, is that so? I can’t help it if you say so. So, I’ve digressed a lot, but that’s all I have to say about your skills. Do you have any questions?”

“Hmm, no, thanks. It’s enough that I’ve been given [Super Jack-of-all-Trades]. I’ll do my best to make things easier for my dad and the others with this.”

“I understand. Now that I’m free, I don’t think I’ll be seeing Lars-san again. “

“I see. …… It’s a little sad to hear that after all you’ve taught me …… But thank you.”

When I held out my hand, Regal smiled and grabbed it back. I don’t think humans, gods, and demons are actually all that different, while thinking about that, I asked her about something that suddenly occurred to me.

“By the way, what did you do? What did you do wrong?”

“Ah, time’s upppppp, well then, have a nice life, Lars-san –“

When I looked at Regal’s face as she said the words, her figure twisted languidly, and I felt a strong drowsiness coming on.

“s …… what ……”

“Heh heh heh …… well then ……”

With those last words, I lost consciousness.

In the end, I didn’t know anything about Regal except that she was a demon. I think it’s not necessary to worry about it, because she said she would never see my again, but I can’t help but wonder about it ……

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After Lars disappeared, Regal sat alone in his room and drank a cup of chilled coffee to catch his breath.

“Kukku, it looks like he seems he seems to have a lot of questions. I’m a demon, you know? I don’t think we’ll see each other again in this form, but what about the other ……”

Thud ……

The next moment, the sound of a teacup falling into the room echoed, and there was no one there —

At any rate, it was a skill explanation session. But there is a trap in this ……

Thank you for reading!

[Afterword Theater]

“There’s no God, huh.”

Well, you’re weird, too.

“Impossible ……!? This super cute and pretty girl, me?”

You’re wearing it.