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

"Well, good for you, Charles. It's this magical creep who imagines the flames that keep burning."

"Yes, grandfather!

"Hey, hey, grandfather, where's Alice? How's Alice?

A common bath in the pioneering area of Houjo Village.

A tub switched from the hot water in Eugene's house to the water in the waterway.

There was the figure of Alice practicing magic and Alice's brother Charles.

Two grandfathers/bastians seem to be teaching the magic of heating the water better and turning it into hot water.

"Alice... um... that would be good"

"Yay! I did it, brother Eugene!

"I'm glad, Alice. Um... okay, Mr. Bastian?

"Mm-hmm. Alice doesn't seem to like fine control. Now it's better than making me remember. Hmmm."

Alice, confused Eugene, delighted to receive the ink of 'Sir Burning' Bastian, who specializes in fire magic.

Kotalou stares jitterily at Bastian snorting. That's really funny, you gave up on telling me, all right?

Charles was sticking his hand in a wide tub stretched with water to produce an indelible flame in the water.

If the rank rises and the amount of magic is not a problem, then magic is an image.

Tessa, the rare man of the past, is "infinite possibilities."

If I could only imagine, I would have ignored the laws of physics and such.

Charles seems to have mastered the magic taught by the Bastians. Charles.

On the other hand, Charles' sister Alice.

The magic of fire arrows, previously taught by the Bastians, was stretched even toward the water in the tub.

Yes, no! Fire arrows fired along with the hung voice touch the water and make a juicy noise and disappear.

Alice, who got her pass from Bastian, smiled just saying she had finished the job and was wiping her sweat all the time.

The water is not boiling.

"Hmm, even the heated stones will need a number, and I was wondering if I could keep a big rock in the tub next time"

"What's wrong, brother Eugene?

"Oh yeah, it's nothing, Alice, yeah"

The lifeline of Eugene's house is moving with the magic element of the mystery barrier, and the more you use it, the more magic is consumed and the holes widen.

To save money, Eugene had stopped supplying hot water to the common bathing area.

Eugene seems to be wondering if she can magically boil the water for the good.

Well, in the first place in this world, baths and other royal aristocracy luxuries, and in rural areas, it's normal to wipe your body with water or hot water.

"Oh, there's the blacksmiths, and I want metal, not stone. You know, stick it in the tub and Alice heats one side."

Saying it's nothing, Eugene keeps talking to herself about bumps.

The three and one who were on the spot were through Eugene's oddity.

Because it's the usual.

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"Ah, Charles! Just in time!

"Yurschel, calm down. Excuse me, Charles, and Eugene."

"Mr. Yurschel? What happened to Mr. Valerie?

A needle Yurschel jumped out of the workstation as Eugene walked over the water in the common bathroom boiling down.

Along with Valerie chasing him in a hurry.

"Hehe, I finally did it! There's clothes for Charles! Look, get dressed, get dressed!

"Huh? Um, Eugene, what am I supposed to do... ah"

"Oh already...... sorry, Mr. Eugene! Wait a minute!

The cloth Yurschel was holding with his left hand was apparently clothes for Charles.

Yurschel hugs Gabba and Charles with his free right hand and returns to the needle workstation to drag him as he is.

Valerie, Yurschel's husband and identical needle, immediately returned to the workshop after apologizing to Eugene. He is a hard-won man.

"Brother Eugene! Brother Charles' new (...) Western (...) Clothes (...) Because! Looking forward to it!

"Alice...... that, Mr. Bastian?

"I don't care, Lord Eugene. Nong et al are just civilians. You made clothes for your grandchildren, you should be more than happy."

In this village, Bastian and Charles are set to be civilians living in the king's capital.

Even if Eugene knew what Yurschel was accompanying him when he went to King's Capital, they were civilians.

If you didn't understand that, just as Yurschel wouldn't bring the nobleman's younger brother into the force because he also made clothes.

Even if you know the truth, you understand that you should behave as a civilian. Probably.

Eugene and the others often wait, listening to the cheers of a woman who leaks from time to time.

Soon, in one line, Kevin was joining us.

And then finally the door opens to the needle co-workstation.

"Look! I don't know, Mr. Eugene, Alice, Mr. Bastian! Isn't it perfect for Charles?

A proudly chested Yurschel pushes Charles' back all the way.

It is an act of understanding the setting of civilians. I'm sure.

"Mr. Yurschel, those clothes..."

"Brother Charles, cool!

"Well, this is quite..."

Eugene with a rare head.

Seems popular with non-Eugene faces.

No.

Cottalow was shaking his head small. Hey, it's not a fudge because of this, but it's like saying.

Grey trousers, slightly blue jacket.

I guess I brought out the mould Eugene was offering, with white shirts inside, even tightening ties.

It is a uniform.

Blazer type, for men.

"No, it suits you, and, you know, I think it's perfect because you're a student... who, the guy who sent you these donkey clothes designs and mouldings..."

A number of new clothes born in the village of Houjo.

That was based on the design and model paper sent to Eugene from the Design, Model Paper Posting & Download Site launched by residents and aspirants of the bulletin board.

But some of them are unfamiliar with this world and unattainable clothes.

For this reason, Eugene had given it to the needles Yurschel and Valerie without particular scrutiny.

It's best to leave it to the pros.

The result is here.

"Yeah! I can sell this!

"Yeah, yeah. Nice. Hey, Yurschel. To the sons of merchants and millionaires…"

Put it on Charles, Yurschel's nose is rough when he sees the finish.

And Kevin, who saw the business buds.

"Mr. Kevin, but look, if you find out you have much to do with Houjo Village..."

Whispers Eugene to Kevin, who glances at the guillotine.

It is a rare and thoughtful statement.

I guess it's because I know there's a danger to Alice when she finds out she's a noble Bastian and Charles bloodline, not a civilian.

"You did. But it's okay, Mr. Eugene. Wholesale these clothes to the Gegas Chamber of Commerce in Wangdu! If it's clothes for sale in Wangdu, it's not strange that Charles, who lives in Wangdu, wears them! Yurschel, let's just increase production!

"Roger! Ugh, I can't believe the clothes we make are sold in Wang Du!

"Yes, let's sell it at the Gegas Chamber of Commerce in Wangdu. Wangdu also sells to...... kufu"

I heard that Yurschel will be sold in Wangdu, where the epidemic originates.

Calculate that Kevin has more sellers in Wang Capital than in the city of Plumier.

The tension between the two is high.

"Uh..."

"Yeah, that's cool, brother Charles! Eugene, do you want my brother to make it too? Where's your grandfather?

"Oh, no, Alice, I'm fine! Because this is clothes for young boys!

"Hmm, is that right, Lord Eugene? Then let's give up alignment."

With Eugene's struggle, it looks like the 35-year-old and the old Bastian no longer wear blazers.

Well, it's just because Eugene recognized it as a uniform, and it's not strange to wear it as a suit in different colors up and down if you make some adjustments.

At best, the patch on Charles' chest for some reason is in a detached design.

"Sell it out at the Gegas Chamber of Commerce... it would also be a good publicity for Charles to wear it... at this time, limit it to the children of the same school..."

Kevin is whining about something.

By nature, Charles is an aristocrat. It is also the grandson of a nobleman of high rank, the Marquis.

In many cases, if a high-ranking nobleman hands on a new object, it spreads to the lower nobility.

Kevin, it's for the calculation of the raccoon you don't take.

"That's right, Mr. Eugene! What happens to this, for women?

"Huh? Are you going to make that one too?

"Don't worry, Mr. Kevin! Because we have moulds already!

Schools made at the behest of past rare people Tessa.

They're lagging behind, and rare people Eugene is going to make the original world uniform popular.

Except.

The original is a little too much! and the woman's design had been changed to a long skirt.

It is a subtlety.

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"Mr. Sat, just go downstairs!

"Grandfather, this..."

"Uhm... Non even knows. Elf magic."

"Hey, that'll help, Alice!

near the outer perimeter of the village of Houjo.

There are already fields on the inside, but trees on the outside.

Alice's energetic voice echoed in that place with a pioneering village-like view.

It is the usual earthly magic unleashed towards the stump.

"Mr. Enzo, how's pioneering going? The field... sounds good."

"Oh, things are going great over here! Alice is here, and next year the field will expand again."

Talking to Eugene is former Class 3 adventurer and "Deep Green Wind" scout Enzo.

Deputy village chief Blades and other former adventurers, and Marcel the Dog Clan, apparently farm elsewhere.

Looks like Enzo ran into Eugene and the others back from around the perimeter and then just asked Alice for the magic to make it easier to handle the stump.

"Steady...... Mr. Eugene!

"Yes?"

"You look refreshed! Blades, me and Yvonne were worried, right?

"Oh, ha, did you find out"

"No, I realized that Yvonne told me."

"Ha."

Yvonne, Enzo's daughter-in-law, was the night hua of the city of Plumier.

He's just good at spotting people's emotions. than the scourge of former Level 3 adventurers.

"If it's going to take too long, they were telling me to take him because I'm going to write to you, right?

"Huh? Where is it?

"That's settled, the city of Plumier, the store where Yvonne worked. Of course, I'm just gonna show you around and give Yvonne her letter to the store! Yvonne's gone."

"Oh, did..."

Shoulder to shoulder with Eugene, Enzo grins with Niyanya.

Apparently, if Eugene seemed too worried, he planned to hit his hand to freshen it up. Physically.

"Sort of what Eugene needs right now. Whoa, you're done, Alice! Thanks for everything."

"Hehe, hey, Alice, did it help?

"Whoa, that's it!

"Oh, that, Mr. Enzo..."

Finally bash his shoulder, Enzo leaves Eugene and speaks to Alice.

I guess that means the conversation is over.

The hand that the leftover Eugene reached seemed unreachable to Enzo.

No one speaks to Eugene.

Only Cotareau gazed cold at Eugene's hand. Yu-jie, what are you trying to say?

The sixth summer since Eugene came to this world.

Charles, Elf elders, and researchers in this world.

Having obtained new information, Eugene was walking forward, even temporarily distressed.

To the same routine as before.

The difference is that you consciously no longer rely on your lifeline.

It's just, maybe that's actually a big step.