(It’s getting dark…)

(They seriously left me out in this garden for an entire day…)

(The carrot pervert and magical housewife didn’t bother checking up on me…)
I’ve been entertaining myself by coming up with nicknames for the maniacs that are torturing me right now. 

Alone with my thoughts for hours and nothing but a garden and a shed to look at, I eventually got tired of coming up with possible theories and practical reasons for shooting water out of your hand instead of using a watering can. 

(…Maybe I’ll come up with some better nicknames tomorrow.)

(Hmmm? I hear something!)
A strange-looking large black bird suddenly lands in the garden.

(Woah… is this a type of raven?)
The black bird is larger than a raven but it has a very long and slender beak.
The hair on the back of its head is sticking out as well.

The bird stabs it’s slender beak into the mud and digs out one of the glowing crescent moon seeds.

It diligently breaks the seed into 2 smaller pieces and starts eating them.

(Wow, he’s really going at it…)

(Ah. The magical housewife’s gardening work is being undone. Hehe.)

(…)

(I should do something…)
For some reason, I felt like protecting the seeds.
Even though they’ve been planted by the eccentric lunatics that are keeping me hostage in this field.

(Well… it’s not like I can actually do anything about this though.)

(All I can do is think them away… haha…)

I amuse my stupid idea and begin to focus my thoughts on the large bird.
(Shoo! Don’t eat that! You’ll… get a stomach ache… probably.)

(…Huh?)
The bird is looking at me with contempt right now. 
Also, I’m not sure how- but I can tell that it’s looking down on me.

(W- what?)
I get a little startled. I hadn’t noticed before, but the bird looks pretty monstrous.

The bird suddenly flies up to the side of my face and lands on what appears to be my arm.
(Oh! It’s on my arm I think? Are my arms spread out?)

Since I couldn’t look at my limbs I hadn’t noticed the pose I’m in before.

(ARGH!!)
Suddenly the bird starts ripping out my arm.

(AGH- STOP! What are you-)

The bird flies off with what appears to be a twig in its talons.

(Ugh… That hurt… Huh? The pain is already gone?)
It felt like I got split in half for a brief second but strangely enough, the pain immediately stopped.

As I begin to wonder if I’ll bleed to death, my thoughts and eyes begin to focus on my arm being carried away by the bird.

(A… twig?)

I’m staring at what should’ve been my big meaty arm being carried off by the black bird.

Before I have time to process what’s happening, a sudden subtle warmth envelopes my being.
A jingle plays in my mind and suddenly the image of a window filled with information seemingly solidifies in my mind.

(Wha- what was that?! It sounded like it came straight from a video game!)

(A- ability? Observation?)

Whilst I’m trying to make sense of what’s happening, my eyes focus back on the twig in the bird’s talon’s. As soon as I focus on the twig, more information suddenly appears into my mind:

(??)

(What just happened…)

As soon as I focused my sight on the twig, it felt like I learned its name.
(Huh? …A scarecrow arm?)

(Why does a tree branch have a name?)

Seemingly by instinct, I focused my sight on the bird before it managed to fly out of my field of view with the twig.

(Dark day bird?)

I gloss over the odd name and focus on the stranger bit of information that entered my mind.
(...level 3? A bird with a level? Like a video game?)

As my mind begins to slowly become aware of my situation, I look down from the sky and focus on the shed to confirm something.

(It’s a normal shed…)

I continue to look down and now focus on the garden.

(…alchemy?)

(This situation…)

(The woman that can shoot water and has a chain around her neck…)

(The monstrous-looking bird with a level…)

(And to top it all off- I was hit by a truck…)

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I suddenly felt embarrassed that it took me this long to notice.

I pride myself on having read a lot of light novels about school kids getting hit by trucks and reincarnating into a different world.

(I’ve daydreamed about this type of thing happening to me before…)

I recall fantasizing about being reincarnated into a game world a few years ago, but I never expected something like this to actually occur for real.

 

(Hmmm…)

(So if I can learn the name of things now by simply focusing my eyes on them… I wonder if I can see my own information somehow?)

(This is the first thing I should be doing in another world scenario!)

I began shouting whatever words seemed appropriate to myself.

(STATUS!)

(OBSERVE!)

(SHOW STATS!)

(MENU!)

(...)

(I guess just thinking about the words won’t do the trick?)

(Focusing my vision on the bird worked…)

(Do I need to look at myself to see my own information? Do I need a mirror?)

(No… I can’t move… how am I going to get a mirror…?)

 

After thinking of alternatives for a good long while, I recalled a line from a documentary about monks that explained how they looked inside of themselves whilst meditating.

(Oh! That might work actually!)

I hadn’t noticed this before… but it’s kind of difficult to meditate because I can’t close my eyelids…

(When was the last time I blinked…?)

◇◆◇

 

I kept thinking of all my bodily functions.
I panicked for what felt like an hour. 
Have I been breathing on autopilot? 
What about food? Will I just slowly starve to death here?
What did I reincarnate into? An actual inanimate scarecrow?

(It’s pitch black out here…)
It became night whilst I was distracted by my panicked thoughts.

There’s barely any moonlight.

Feeling mentally fatigued from all the surprises today, I eventually decided to calm down and give the meditation I thought of before a try!

It took a long time… but I persevered! 
When I finally managed to quiet all my idle thoughts I began to slowly feel a slight warmth again.
It felt kind of similar to before when I unlocked the observation ability.

A bunch of information flowed into my mind.

(Oh! Here it is!! my status!! The meditation worked!)

My thoughts focused on a piece of information that seemed to stand out in a different colour somehow…

(A scarecrow imbued with a lesser soul…)

(Am I the lesser soul? Is my soul that low quality…?)

Feeling oddly disheartened, I decided to focus on something else.
(Wow so I'm an actual scarecrow now… I even have a level.)

(I wonder how I can level up~)
The level grinding loving gamer in me suddenly got excited.

(Oh… it’s nearly sunrise)
Apparently, I had been panicking and attempting to meditate for the entire night.