One minute I was in my home gym, the next I was in a temple with questionable design and a acrid stench. I looked around to see what looked like a 12 year old pig princess. I had what you would call a swimmers build, which to be fair was down to me loving to swim, it was a full body work out. Leaving me cut and not bulky. My hazelnut hair was tied in a ponytail. My combats hanging loosely off my hip. Okay, I'm full of it. I'm a writer and the gym membership is new, I do like swimming, but never had the time to do it as much as I liked. I was a bit overweight, a receding hairline and bad knees. My only love in this life was fixing things. Writing was my way of fixing the world around me, even if only in my head. I looked around and saw a man in a rancid looking robe.

  "I will check his stats, he may be salvageable."

  I had no idea what that meant, but I had read and written enough isekai to know this wasn't going to be good for me unless I started being in business mode.

  RACE: HUMAN

  AGE: 36

  STRENGTH: 12

  INTELLIGENCE: 24

  MAGIC: 18

  AGILITY: 9

  CONSTITUTION: 12

  CHARISMA: 9

  SKILLS: RESTORATION MAGIC

  "What does restoration even mean?"

  I see the man shrug.

  "I fix things."

  That made the two scowl, the man hooks his cw like finger.

  "Come with me, just another failure."

  He led me to a room with a heavily dingy table, I never feared getting tetanus from a table before, among whatever the hell the various fluids would offer in terms of diseases, which I suspected would be venereal.

  "Sign this."

  I see the chicken scribble on the page.

  "Not signing anything I can't read."

  He groans, then opens a folder.

  "What pnet and year are you from?"

  "Earth 2025."

  "That narrows it down to 5 worlds, Hitler that name mean anything to you?"

  "He was a prick, if that is what you are asking."

  "Okay, the one he lost in, good to know. Here the form is the same for either. This world has contract magic, would be impossible to have sves without it."

  The signer agrees to a vow of silence in exchange for a pouch containing no more than six gold.

  Sign here.

  "There is now way I'm signing that."

  He frowns.

  "This, would make me unable to speak and give you the ability to not even pay me for my troubles. That is completely ludicrous. May I?"

  He gestures at me to go ahead.

  The signer agrees to not speak of how he arrived in this world, in exchange for those involved and those they are connected make no action against the signer and to be paid no less than 14 gold.

  Mike Rodge

  I signed a fake name, just to test if it was still binding with the wrong name. He frowned.

  "That amount of gold is ludicrous."

  I smirk.

  "How else could I pay you 6 gold to give me information?"

  His frown turns into a creepy grin, as he pces his hand on the paper. The next second a weight nds on my shoulders, pressing down on me. So the action of signing is enough, both parties understanding it taken into account for the agreement. Then he hands me a pouch of coins.

  "Done, so.. what do you want to know?"

  We had a long conversation, first the girl was the princess. He says bread is 3 coppers, each coin goes into the one a value higher 100 times, 100 copper to a silver and so on, for gold small and rge mythril. This world has magic and things called knights that sound like Escaflowne or Gundam. Then there was the fact it would cost 50 mythril coins to go back home to earth, not that I would want to, my dad had been pestering me to move out for months, so he got what he wanted. I held hope, that someday, I could send a message home to let them know I am okay. My will was in order, so I was okay with that. If I wanted to get magic, I had to eat some leaves. He even gave me some directions, but as always, trust but verify.

  I gave him his 6 god coins, he gave me a robe to cover up my modern clothes, he instructed me to follow a guard.

  The guard turned to me with a questioning look.

  "How the hell did you get him to smile?"

  I smirk, jingling my pouch of gold.

  "Got him to pay just over double, so he could get 6 gold out of it."

  He ughed, patting me on the back.

  "Clever, you figured him out real quick."

  "If I buy you some food and booze, can you help me verify his information?"

  I did a quick check of my coins, yep still 8 coins. I smirk as we head to the bar.

  Then after around 30 minutes of booze, we finally finished.

  "So that ass gave me directions to a sver? About right, he came off slimy."

  The guard nods. The second I had found out the slimy wizard had pnned to screw me over, I felt the contracts weight lift off of my shoulders. I didn't know that at that exact moment, the contract I signed was burned away.

  "So, I will take you to the apothecary. Least I could do as a thanks for all the booze."

  I smirk and finish my meat stew, looking at the barmaid. She was a hot piece of ass, not going to lie. She was 18 by the looks, maybe a bit older. She was all of 5 foot 2, long wavy bck hair, down to the middle of her back. Alluring green eyes on blushed peach skin. Her practical dress, hugged her body in all the right pces. The fact she also got tips, made the clothing choices make way more sense. Though the barkeep, was a giant of a man. He was her dad, I checked. I was not going to be eying the wife of a man that big.

  "Thanks beautiful, the stew was delicious."

  The woman smiles and waves, scooping up the extra 5 silver I payed her. Dropping the coins into her bust.

  I followed the guard out of the bar, then through the cobblestone streets, after 15 minutes of walking we end up at a small shop. a woman behind the counter wearing robes. Another knock out, this one was older, about 40 years old. She was 5 foot 5, shoulder length curly ash blonde hair. She had had a rough life from the way her eyes seemed to hold no glow. The knight whispered that she was an alchemist and triage nurse during the war. She had a slender, but pronounced figure. She was definitely in the league of yummy mummy, the fit yoga type.

  "Greetings, what can I get you?"

  "This man here needs mana leaves, never got them as a kid."

  She sighs, grabbing a sack from under the counter, pnting it on the counter. Then gave me a look of, I don't like you, pay and leave quickly.

  "Eat one a day for 3 days, 10 silver. Either that or I can open your circuits myself. It will hurt like hell, you may get a skill and will be done in a couple hours."

  I choose to get my circuits opened, I am a picky eater when it comes to vegetables. She wasn't kidding it hurt like hell. I passed out from the pain.

  Waking up on a bed, the only light in the room coming from a candle, I had one thought.

  'did the guard take me back to the inn?'

  I quickly checked my coins, it was all still there. Climbing out of the bed, my head was throbbing and my body ached. I went to the door and opened it into what looked like an apartment. There was a woman there, with fox tail and ears.

  "Hi.."

  She jumps startled, but nods as she notices me. She was absolutely the cutest thing ever. 5 foot 2, long wavy white hair, adorable fox ears on the top of her head, and a fluffy fox tail peaking out from under her Victorian styled maid outfit. She was about 18, maybe 21. She was the definition of hourgss figure, full breasts and just slightly pronounced hips. Full lips and deep blue eyes. I could feel the rush of blood to pces, I would rather it not at the moment. It was insane how hot the women here were, the pig princess would undoubtedly be cute if she looked after herself better and ate less. Basically if you did basic upkeep here, it seemed it was hard not to look hot.

  "The mistress, says that you can stay in the second bedroom. She will teach you how to use your magic, in exchange for you fixing things. The knight told her you needed guidance."

  I nodded, looking her up and down again, before catching myself. I was acting almost feral, I almost licked my lips. Thankfully I stopped myself, smallowing the mouthful of drool. I then noticed her and saw her sniff, then blush, averting her eyes.

  "Erm... you would have to ask the mistress, if you wish to mate with me."

  I scratched my head, chuckling awkwardly. I decided to circle back to this topic and went downstairs. The woman in robes was now sitting at a table, beakers, tubs and pnts strewn about.

  "Ah, you are awake. Come come, finding someone with Restoration magic is extremely rare. Where are you from?"

  I approached her, rolling my aching shoulders and neck.

  "Earth."

  She freezes, looking at me with concern. Standing abruptly and approaching me, examining my body carefully.

  "Didn't you sign a contract?"

  I smirk, offering a casual shrug. The ache in my body was starting to finally settle.

  "I wrote the contract, he tried to trick me into svery, which breached it. When I discovered that fact, I felt the contract lift. Even if it hadn't, I was only bound to not talk about the method the slimy guy and pig princess used. I could however say I was from Earth, that he and she are responsible and that she does this atleast 4 times a year."

  Her eyes widen.

  "How did you get that passed him?"

  "I also wrote I would get no less that 14 gold, and told him 6 would go to him for information. After mentioning the six gold, he likely couldn't concentrate on much else."

  She nods at that.

  "That will do it, greed old git. Anyway, enough of that, so let's get started on your magic practice."

  The next hour she had me sense my mana, it was pretty easy. It was foreign, something I never felt before. I was able to sense and move it around quite easily. She didn't say anything, just looked at me like I was dirt. Muttering under her breath, she grabbed me by the hand and led me to a table in the corner, then had me repair some cracked gss beakers. Once done I saw she was busy with some customers, so I decided to py. First I focused on my nose, I broke it as a child. I focused on it and slowly undid the break and fixed the alignment, then strengthen the cartige to the same as the normal. I then fixed the squint in my left eye, I could feel the difference between my right and left eye, which made fixing it easy. Then was my body. I was malnourished as a child, poverty does that to you. I didn't notice I was getting taller at first, but it became obvious when I could sense how much longer the bones and body parts were. Including a certain part, how that had grown was beyond me. I never had compints, now I was a bit scared of my size, my soft size was doubled, hoped it was girth that was mostly affected. Double was a bit much though. I then restored my hairline, my muscles, the extra fat. Every little niggle. I was able to sense prior states or even genetic default if my body hadn't ever been living up to potential. Just as I was removing spots, scars and blemishes, a notification rang through my mind.

  [Due to your intuitive and dedicated repairs to your own body, you have gained the skill Broken Sense]

  'Cool, a new skill!'