Allen the Reincarnated Merchant: A Plan to Get Rich in Another World

One day, I was reincarnated into a fantasy world.

At first, I was confused, but when I realized I had been reincarnated into another world, I was so overjoyed that I didn’t care who saw me.

Although it was quite inconvenient compared to living in modern Japan, I thought I could enjoy the fantasy world I had always dreamed of.

However, the skill I possessed was not something that would make me a hero or a legendary figure.

**Otherworldly Travel**

This was a rather rare skill that allowed me to travel across various worlds.

With Otherworldly Travel, I could walk through worlds that spanned from ones where dinosaurs ruled the earth to futuristic, sci-fi-like worlds more advanced than the modern society I knew.

After much effort, I even found a world where Earth existed as it did in my previous life.

Years later, I found the world where Earth existed and landed in a peaceful rural area, although I couldn’t tell which prefecture it was or exactly where I was.

Standing there in a place I had no familiarity with, I noticed a dilapidated bus stop with Japanese writing on it. Having not seen Japanese for nearly 20 years since living in the other world, I kneeled and wept on seeing it.

Additionally, an old man working on the nearby farm called out to me and treated me to lunch, making me cry even more.

Successfully finding Earth, I thought I would settle down in Japan. However, unlike my previous life, my current body was that of a true otherworldly person.

I realized this when the old man casually remarked, “You’re quite good at Japanese for a foreigner.”

His words made me realize something. In all the worlds I had traveled to and conversed in, I had always heard Japanese in my mind.

In the fantasy world, my second home, I believed everyone spoke Japanese until the old man’s words made me reconsider the language barrier.

This phenomenon was probably due to a translation skill. Given the existence of a skill that allows world travel, it made sense there would be a translation skill, and I accepted this explanation.

Another thing was my appearance.

“…I look completely Western.”

Born in the fantasy world, my appearance was not Japanese but distinctly European.

In my current form, I was a foreigner in plain clothes, not resembling a Japanese person at all.

Through my travels between worlds, I learned a few things.

First, no living creature other than me could pass through worlds.

The Otherworldly Travel skill judged whether a passing object was alive or dead. The Moon Gate, the door that appeared when I used the skill, did not allow living things other than me to pass through. However, dead things could pass.

When I tried to pass a frog from a rice field through the Moon Gate, it was promptly rejected. Conversely, non-living objects like stones or a road-killed flattened frog passed through and brought the frog’s remains to the fantasy world.

These discoveries led me to believe in infinite possibilities.

Although my skill didn’t grant me the power to defeat mighty monsters, it did allow me to think of countless ways to make a profit by trading goods across worlds.

For instance, the fantasy world I currently lived in, the world of Asfial, was a typical fantasy world combining Western medieval elements with swords and magic.

Magic and powerful monsters were common, so scientific advancements were minimal. The sanitation was particularly bad, with no baths or flushing toilets.

This fact nearly broke my spirit.

But now, with the Otherworldly Travel skill, I periodically visit Japan for a bath at a public bathhouse.

Admittedly, my funds were limited, mostly pocket money earned from helping old farmers in the countryside, so I couldn’t visit the bathhouse frequently.

However, I realized the difference in the value of goods between Asfial and Japan.

For example, gold. Gold has fascinated people for ages, and a single gold nugget could build a small house.

However, in Asfial, the value of gold was not that high.

While gold was relatively expensive among minerals, it wasn’t exorbitantly high compared to Earth. Although not sold at street stalls, a small gold nugget could be bought from a small mineral shop in town with a month’s earnings.

Conversely, high-value items in Asfial were spices and sweets.

After investigating with merchants I knew, I found that while spices were expensive, sweets made with sugar were exorbitantly high.

A box of cookies sold for about 100 yen at a supermarket could buy a healthy horse. Even spices were more strictly managed than gold.

A lavish cake rich in sweets could nearly afford a house.

Realizing this, I decided to travel between worlds, buying and reselling goods to make a profit.

But then I faced a major problem.

“What should I do? I don’t have any identification.”