Ever since I have started reading novels and watching movies, I’ve had a strong desire to head for the other world. Riding a cool dragon, wielding a mighty sword and defeating many types of fierce monsters, possessing many high-tech weapons, having a strong army under my command, or even having a beautiful harem&h.e.l.lip;&h.e.l.lip;and accompanying those are obviously the superpowers of the protagonist.

　　Unfortunately, reality wasn’t as perfect as I would have imagined it to be.

　　Of course, I wasn’t mentally prepared for it in the beginning . After all, it was something that had exceeded my brain’s processing capacity.

　　I am logical enough to know that nothing is perfect. It doesn’t matter if I have no superpowers, no cool dragons to ride, or even no mighty swords to wield, which I probably am not strong enough to do so anyways.

　　Still, there’s only one question I want to ask, and that is: Why did I end up in a monster’s nest when I woke up?