10 nen goshi no HikiNiito o Yamete Gaishutsushitara Jitaku goto Isekai ni Ten’ishiteta

Fall of the fourth year since Eugene came to the other world.

The pioneering land was experiencing harvest times.

Eugene and Alice, the Beast family, a former adventurer party, a couple of needles, a total of 11 harvest jobs.

The couple, who were hired by the Kevin Chamber of Commerce as needles, also helped farm all this time.

Tomas, a woodworker, and two of his assistants depended on homemaking rather than farming. It's a large room only building, but I can finally see the completion of a simple lodging and assembly area.

Because people gathered on agricultural land, Kotalou was in charge of the outer perimeter of the pioneering land and around the fence. She can, but she just can't help with the farming. Because my arm is my leg.

"Come on! Hey, if you do this in so many people, it'll be over soon."

"Right, Mr. Eugene. Because the fields are still small."

Where the work has come to a paragraph, Eugene exhales and leaks the word. Answered is Eugene's slave, Marcel of the Dog Nation. Next to it, Marc, Marcel's son, was waving his sickle diligently with his small hand. I glance at Alice, who is next door sometimes. Sounds like a man appeal you can make.

"But Eugene, there are more people, and next year we'll make the fields bigger!

Marcel proclaims with a smile. Eugene's slave, but he's the one with the most knowledge of farming. He was in command with nature, but the pioneers, including the former adventurers, followed him quietly. Apparently, even in a slave capacity, there is no problem with the command of the knowledgeable.

Wheat, imo, some vegetables grown on an experimental basis.

As Marcel stood out in the spring, it appears that roughly six people have had a harvest that they can cross all winter. It's still a trivial amount, but it was an extraordinary advance compared to when Eugene was building the field alone.

If you finish the harvest, soon Alice will be 9 birthdays.

The next time Kevin comes to the pioneering ground, he should be able to bring the jeans and cloth for overalls proposed as the first step of his garment.

It's time to return to Night Dark Wind, a pair of adventurers who were in the investigation of Goblin and Oak, to come and report to Eugene.

Only a few moments before winter came, it was going to be a shameful time.

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"Hey, Mr. Eugene!

The day after I finished harvesting.

In front of the gate of the house, Kevin visits Eugene and Alice, who were somewhat prepared in the space where the stump lined up.

Incidentally, the waterway construction that Eugene and the others are doing these days has not progressed as late. There is still a long way to go to the river.

Besides the usual trio of adventurers, Kevin was bringing in one man. That, like I saw somewhere...... and thinking Eugene.

Alice was lying there, ah! Mr. Daikan! Hello! Say hello well. Apparently Alice remembered things better. That's a smart kid almost 9 years old, even though the old man at 33 seemed to remember his face.

"Hello lady, Captain Eugene. This time as a tax collector, not a deputy."

Skinny, a man around 40 stroking his black hair back tells him to come without expression.

Raymond Kantar, deputy of the city of Plumier.

As a tax collector, it was the appearance of the deputy himself.

"Hmm...... Fences, water fields, then simple dwellings. The fields are small, but if it's your first year as a pioneering group, aren't they good? From the fourth year after the end of the incentive, we're going to be able to collect taxes without any problems."

With Eugene's guidance, the deputy nodded satisfactorily after looking around at the pioneering land as one. Kevin was also on the side as a support, but the head of the pioneering team is Eugene. It seems that he managed to complete the guide, albeit awkwardly.

But the deputy behaves as if Eugene's house was out of sight. Oh, this is my house, Alice and Cotareau, and even when Eugene introduced me from the front of the gate, it was just a shout, okay?

Are you only interested in agricultural land and yields? That's not true. He's a tax collector for the city of Plumier. I guess Lady Lords and deputies still realize Eugene is a rare person. In the first year of pioneering land, it's impossible for deputies to visit as tax collectors themselves.

"Speaking of which, Mr. Eugene, what did you do in front of the house earlier?

"Oh, is that it! My first year of harvest as a pioneering group is over, so I thought I'd do a harvest festival, whispering!

Eugene responds to Kevin with a grin. The harvest festival also includes the meaning of Alice's nine-year-old birthday party. But next to Eugene is Alice. Apparently, he kept it a secret from Alice.

"Hmm. Well, I'll join you. Lord Kevin, can I offer you liquor? Then I'll pay for the drink."

deputies to express their participation without expression. When Kevin made sure he had booze, though slightly, he declared it a treat. I am fat. Well, I can't go home any time soon, so I have to join. He just wants to have a good relationship with Eugene and Kevin, even as deputies.

Whatever.

As a pioneering place, it is not a problem to pay taxes from the fourth year. When Eugene listened, the tax rate didn't seem that bad either. No problem, Kevin is also nodding to press his heartbeat.

Eugene was nervous when he heard about the tax collector, but apparently successfully completed his first visit. Moreover, every year in the future, deputies themselves will respond as tax collectors. Obviously being a rare person was a special measure to find out, but one cannot hope that someone who understands the circumstances is a tax collector. While they're raising tax revenues.

The fourth fall since Eugene came to the other world, and the first fall as a pioneering group.

In the autumn, when plans were rarely packed for Eugene, Eugene cleared the inspection of her first tax collector, which was her first difficulty.

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Night.

The inhabitants of the pioneering land and Kevin, Kevin's usual troika of adventurers and deputies surround the great fireworks, each with a wooden cup in his hand. What's inside is the wine Kevin brought. It was only about two cups per person, but it is still a rare reward to drink in a pioneering area away from the city. Marc and Alice, the dogs, were handed out fruit juices with juicers from Eugene's house. This is also a treat in different worlds where distribution has not developed as well as in modern times. It was boned meat that was handed out to Cottalow. She is a woman who forsakes her name and takes fruit. I won't throw away my name. No, maybe I should throw it away because of my male name.

"Uh, bye. The first harvest is over as a pioneering group! So good luck to you all, kanpah!

Standing up, Eugene blushes with nervousness and takes the obnoxious but sound-like pronunciation. Looks like a pioneering team leader.

As the toast says, the inhabitants drink up a glass of wine at once. In this world, the first cup seems to be dominated by a single drink. Dangerous.

When Kevin finishes taking over the second cup as usual, Eugene rises up again. Now it wasn't a red face of tension, it was slightly nibbled.

"Alice! I have a gift for Alice, who has been a good girl for a year, for a 9 year old celebration from everyone!

Eugene proclaiming in high spirits. Alice had her eyes rounded properly. Apparently, the surprise is a success.

Yes, go ahead, and Eugene handing over the little box. Alice, who receives a small box wrapped in wrapping paper and ribbon that Eugene's mother had left behind, sparkles her eyes. Why do creatures called mothers keep wrapping paper? However, wrapping paper that seemed futile also seemed useful in other worlds.

Alice carefully removes the wrapping. I'm sure this common wrapping paper and cheap ribbon will be her treasure.

When I unpack, I see a small crate. This is at the hands of Tomas the woodworker.

Gently open the lid, Alice.

It was rose costumes that were inside.

It was Eugene who provided the cloth, and the two who actually sewed it were the needles. By the way, it was the residents of the bulletin board who thought about the gift and taught them how to make it.

It's a limited cloth, the first one I've ever made, albeit a needle in the line of duty. It was a navel costume with no wire in it either, but still a gift made with Alice in mind.

Wow, wow, and Alice reveals her unspeakable joy with a full grin.

This is followed by a former adventurer party and a family of beasts, Kotalou, all standing in front of Alice.

What was offered was a fox fur muffler.

When I heard you were giving Alice a present for her birthday at the Harvest Festival, Cottalow strained out and searched the woods. It's what brought the ex-Adventurer party to an end. It was the two beasts and the needles who smoothed the skin and tailored it to the muffler.

"Oh, yes, thank you!

In two presents, Alice's tear glands seem to have broken. Tears of joy convey Alice's cheek.

Look, I don't know about Kiru anymore, but Cottaro licks Alice's cheek all the time. The scent of the beast shifted on the cheek of Alice, who was licked, was inexorable. I have a sister, but she's a dog.

A bustling bunch with blessings and thanks.

Two people staring calmly at such a bunch.

One, with the willingness to prepare something for Alice and the merchant's eye that that one is going to sell too.

One shifted his gaze from a group to Kevin, with the expectation that tax revenues were likely to rise again.

pioneering group, first autumn.

Alice is 9 years old.

I am no longer a young girl, I am old enough to call her a girl.

Although it did not appear to have been removed from the target of some bulletin board residents yet.