As I pulled the trigger, I was left with the rabbit on the ground, flailing as if it had been shot.. oh wait, it was..
But it was a headshot! Isn't it supposed to be.. dead? Why is it still flailing around?
I squatted down and, intrigued, began watching.
『This is fascinating』
I poked the rabbit and its movements slowed down.. must be some nervous system kinda thing.
In any case, I didn't feel bad. After all, this was for sustenance, not killing for killing's sake.
I smiled to myself at how kind I am. I also grabbed the bunny by its foot. I heard that's the proper way to hold it? Might be wrong though, I don't trust the scraps of knowledge left from my previous life.
Now, what I need to do is look for some firewood. I haven't actually tried to make fire before—after all, as someone who was holed up in their room all day, why the hell would I ever learn that?
But now? I needed fire. And I'm more than two ways fucked. But no matter! I may be a cute girl now, but I was a guy in my past life. I'm sure I can think of something!
Anyways, as I started walking, I picked up some twigs here and there. Dunno if I'm doing this right but whatever, I'm hungry!
Once I had just enough, I found a spot without too many trees and laid out the wood.
『Now to make fire』
If I remember right, there are a few ways to start one. The typical friction thing where you rub two sticks together, or that rope trick where you spin a stick faster.
So what will I do, you ask? Hm. Let's try 『Instrument Manifestation』. Maybe that'll work?
As soon as I thought of 『Instrument Manifestation』 the flintlock pistol I had disappeared, bursting into bright little particles drifting up to the sky. Kinda cool, not gonna lie.
Then I thought about a lighter. Small, if possible. Just the kind you flick with the little metal wheel. Yeah, that one.
『Instrument Manifestation!』
And then.. a flute appeared in my hands.
『What the fuck..』
I stared at the damn thing, completely confused. Then I looked at the skill description again.
『Instrument Manifestation: Summon weaponry disguised as instruments.』
Ah.. so that's why. Then why the fuck does my flintlock pistol look like.. a flintlock? Doesn't make sense. This doesn't make any goddamn sense!
....
So.. what now? I have a fucking flute with me. I don't even know if I know how to play this—no, wait, I DON'T! Can I analyze this? Is there even a way to analyze this? Cold sweat ran down my face. I'm hungry. I cannot afford to fuck up my hunt.
I looked at my flute and gulped. Well… it's now or never.
『Analyze』
The moment I said it, a green panel popped right in front of my face.
『Weapon: Flute
It looks like a flute, plays like a flute, and it also erupts fire. Because it's a flute』
Guahh!
I fell on my butt.
Damn system panel! Thank god the ground isn't fucking mud, or else my already rugged dress would get even worse! It'd look like I shit myself.
But also… what the fuck is that description? Might as well go full:
『Flute: it's a flute』
Like, duh! I know it's a goddamn flute, rjwidhwjw.
sigh
Well… I guess this is a flamethrower flute, huh? How the fuck do I even play a flute?
I inspected the flute, the twigs, and the wood I'd gathered. Since my occupation—or job—is bard, maybe my body just… knows? Same deal with the flintlock pistol earlier. Yeah, maybe like that.
I squatted down, aimed my flute at the twigs, and blew air into it. I didn't know what I was doing, but my fingers moved on their own. The melody I was playing… was surprisingly calming.
But as I focused on the flute, my eyes widened—sure, the melody was calming, but fire was straight up erupting from the damn flute!
I immediately stopped playing, staring at the flames I apparently started.
Thankfully the fire wasn't too big… but still, way too strong.
grumble
Fuck, I'm starving. At this point? Don't care. I grabbed the dead bunny by its feet and plopped it on the ground. Okay… the fuck do I do now? Right… gut it. Never gutted anything before, but guh… guess I'll just wing it with "common sense."
Typically, you don't want intestines, right? Yeah, probably not… then bladder, gallbladder, spleen, pancreas… is that it?
I didn't wanna bother summoning a knife—I was too hungry—so I just… ripped open the bunny's stomach. Honestly? Easier than it looked. I peeked inside, trying to identify what needed removing. Problem was… all the organs looked the damn same. Oh—except this!
I shoved my hand in and yanked out the intestines first, that was obvious enough. Then I dug around for the kidneys—don't like those even back in my past life—then the lungs. Pulled those out. Also the heart. And the liver too cuz… ugh, I hate liver.
Took forever, but hey, I actually gutted a rabbit properly! Now to cook… fuck. I dunno how to cook. I just stripped off the fur and started roasting the meat over the fire. Pretty sure I'm doing it all wrong but what am I, huh? I'm just a cute girl.
After a second I realized—holding raw rabbit over flames with bare hands? Yeah, no. Bad idea. So I jammed a stick through it instead. Made life just a teenie tiny bit easier.
With this I just have to wait till it's cooked, right? Seems easy enough—here's to me and my very first dish after being isekai'd!
I couldn't help but smile, feeling cute and awesome—totally not minding the fact that my hands were dripping with blood and gore.