Afterword

I don’t think it’s ever too late to start something.

I was in my thirties. When I was trying to decide what to start, I remembered getting praise for my writing and recalled everyone laughing at a sketch that I’d written in the past. That’s when I made up my mind to pick up my pen again.

I felt like I could bring some things to the table because I started at that age.

…And with that as my driving force, I wrote like a madman.

Everything I’d had stored up inside me.

Everything I’d thought was fun.

Everything that had got to me.

All the while believing that if I could get all that down, it would reach others.

And the first novel was called Butt-Naked Berserker Shimamura.

Let me say again: I don’t think it’s ever too late to start something.

But there are, well…there are times when I realize that it’s too late to fix my mistakes. You know, as a human being. My entire existence. These results are proof.

Hello and good evening. My name is Toshio Satou.

I’d like to thank you for picking up Suppose a Kid from the Last Dungeon Boonies Moved to a Starter Town.

First, the formalities.

To my illustrator, Nao Watanuki: Thank you for all the lovely illustrations. I’ll never forget how it felt to see Lloyd for the first time.

To Maizou, who agreed to be my editor: Thank you for offering guidance when I was just trying to do something but didn’t know right from left.

My head will be forever bowed to everyone in the GA Bunko editorial department, the team in sales and marketing, and the proofreaders.

Thank you to my fellow 8th Award recipients for the encouragement that you’ve offered via messages on Line.

And to my parents: You were the first I told the good news about the award, and I’ll never forget how you said, “Yeah, yeah, could you buy us some Buff-rin?” That really cooled my head off, for sure.

Finally, I’d like to thank my readers once again.

I hope we meet again in Volume 2.

TOSHIO SATOU