World 1 2 Unce... - -eng- Nonsense Life In Another

Before I could ask follow-up questions, the ground vanished, and I fell through a series of pastel-colored clouds, landing face-first in a turnip field.

"Name's Greta," she said. "Former captain of the Royal Guard. Got fired for using a folding chair in a jousting tournament."

I walked for twenty minutes before I found my first companion: a slime. But not a brave, heroic slime. This one was translucent blue and wearing tiny reading glasses.

The axolotl-vending-machine (who introduced itself as Fluffn'Dispense , God of Casual Inconvenience) shoved a rusty butter knife into my hands. -ENG- Nonsense Life in Another World 1 2 Unce...

It triggered immediately. He curled into a ball and started whispering about depreciation schedules.

A farmer stared at me. I stared back.

"You the hero?" he asked.

We stared at the angry teapot castle in the distance. Somewhere inside, the Demon Lord was probably crying about yogurt.

Next, I stumbled upon a knight. She was fully armored, sitting on a rock, eating instant ramen from a plastic cup.

"Close enough."

"Indeed. The Demon Lord has an irrational fear of dairy products. Long story. Something about a tragic yogurt incident in his youth."

"That's your legendary weapon," Fluffn'Dispense said.

Glib raised a trembling pseudopod. "I'll… I'll calculate the optimal route. If my anxiety doesn't trigger first." Before I could ask follow-up questions, the ground

"Good enough. The Demon Lord's castle is that way." He pointed east, toward a floating fortress shaped like an angry teapot.

I sat down next to Greta. "This is the worst isekai ever."