In the garden of Eugene's house, cherry trees show full blossoms.
Spring.
It's been exactly two years since Eugene came to the other world.
It is the third spring of the year.
Today, an off-duty camp is said to be held on the site of Eugene's house in Japan.
Probably the same day Eugene came to the other world.
This is the first time that there are people on the grounds of the original house at that time.
For once, everyone could come the same way.
Is that hope or anxiety?
With a complex look, Eugene stares at the cherry blossoms that the sunset illuminates.
"Brother Eugene, Sakura is beautiful!
Next to Eugene sitting on the edge was Nico and Alice with a full grin.
Next to it is Cottaro. He is in a mood for some reason, waving his tail wide with a touch.
"Brother Eugene, what's wrong? You look pretty good, don't you? Are you kidding me?"
Alice says she'll stroke you and approaches Eugene, stroking Eugene's head with her little hand.
This is how Alice has punched her sister from time to time since her 7th birthday in the fall.
Looks like Kotalou just kept an eye on Eugene, who looks kind of lonely. It only stares with a tender eye.
"Thanks, Alice. If I had dinner and took a bath today, would you sleep with Cottalow? I have some business to attend to and I'm going to sleep outside today."
"Yeah, okay! Cottaro, you're with me today."
Alice still nods and greets Cotalou with an unconvinced look somewhere. He is a good boy.
Kotalou barks at Eugene and Alice one at a time by changing their voices one at a time.
Say hello to Alice. She's full of Eugene, but I'll see you around. When pulling, pull. I am a woman who has been able to. It's a dog, though.
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Kevin was coming back in the fall after passing on his knowledge of preserved food to Kevin, the pedestrian, in the summer. the provision of supplies to Eugene and is a midway report.
Of the knowledge taught, the oats and wheat, salt, water and honey were added and the cooked in bars seemed complete. It won't be sunnier than I thought, but it tastes good and portable and will sell to pedestrians and adventurers! and Kevin was strained with a rough nose.
Kaoru seems more laborious than that. Half-life incense works, but it's still preservative and flavorful. Because of the need to select wood, residents of Eugene and bulletin boards were also unable to advise.
Of course. Nobody knows the characteristics of the trees in this world. Either way, it looks like Kevin broke it off and let him make a small prototype smoker.
We are challenged by warm smoking and thermal smoking, and this one still seems to take some time to commercialize.
He said Kevin consumed the most prototype along with wine, although he cared about the meat around his belly.
Canning and bottling seem inconceivable compared to the two species that are doing well there. It still seems to be very difficult to create containers.
According to Kevin, thin iron plates exist and can be bent, but we need to figure out how to glue them at a lower cost. I wish I could heat each one up and beat it, but it was Kevin's valve that said how much the fee would be......
Glass bottles for bottling can also be made themselves, but they are small in size and expensive. As Eugene and the residents of the bulletin board also assumed, this one still seems to have a high hurdle.
From autumn to winter, on the other hand, the development around Eugene's house proceeded well.
On the south side, all the roughly 10 metres from the landmark site have been cleared and many trees have also been cut down on the east side. Most of the ground was covered in snow, so the eastern stump remains intact.
Potatoes similar to potatoes planted on the south side were successfully harvested at the end of autumn.
Cottaro was rarely better off than Alice, who soiled her face and rejoiced.
He seemed to enjoy forgetting me rather than helping out when he was good at ripping dirt off his hind legs. Sometimes the potatoes also flew with the dirt, even though they were directly attacked by Eugene. I guess I didn't mean it. Probably.
Hand over your knowledge as a rare person and get food and supplies for consideration.
As a pioneer, you will cultivate and reap places that can be made into agricultural land.
It may be said that for Eugene, who started working, it was a calm and fulfilling fall and winter.
Seems like you can only use the magic of the light by training anyway.
And the third spring I welcomed.
Knowing about the off-duty meeting, Eugene revealed the night in the garden.
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"Brother Eugene, oh no!
Alice speaks cheerfully to Eugene as she sits in the garden.
Did you feel something?
Kotalou rushed over to Eugene barking bawbawdly.
Oh, morning, oh, Alice, and Eugene greeting without power.
"Brother Eugene, what's wrong! Did you cry? Are you kidding me?"
Following Cottalow, Alice also rushes over and holds Eugene's head as she sits down.
"Thank you Alice. Right, I'm not alone, am I? There's Cottaro, too. We have to live in this world."
Eugene hugs Alice and Cotalou with a weak voice.
That's right.
Neither man nor thing came from Japan.
Even though he didn't expect it, it seemed that Eugene felt lonely in such a reality.
Feeling the high body temperature of the toddler girl and dog while holding her for a while, Eugene finally seems to have settled down.
"Okay! So we're all going to take a bath together and refresh ourselves!
Uh, it's morning, Brother Eugene, and Alice smiles with Nico in an unusual way.
I can't help it. Hey, and Kotaro's barking one as much as he'll forgive me.
The first day of the third year since Eugene came to the other world.
That apparently started with a man 1, woman 2 harem bath.
Although the women are young girls and dogs.