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

In the autumn Houjo Village pioneering area, strange sounds were flowing.

One of the tones is the festival! and a lute-like string tone brought in by Hull.

It makes a clear sound like an elf handmade instrument, but the performance is obnoxious.

Hal was a dancer and couldn't seem to play. Why did you bring it in? It's Nori for now.

The string Hal brought in was played by Enzo's wife Yvonne for the reason that she had just 'touched it a little'.

Yvonne had experience working in a high night shop in the city of Plumier. I just didn't seem to learn to play the instrument.

Still around gradually getting better, I guess I have taste.

Or maybe because I've had a lot of experience listening to music.

Because unlike the world where Eugene was, music is not everywhere.

At the night shop where Yvonne worked, the musicians played live night after night. I guess it stayed in my ear somehow.

Another tone is much easier to understand than strings.

An instrument that combines wood and skin, given by Lizardman. It is percussion.

Unlike strings, Bongo Bongo and Alice were playing a small percussion instrument that would make a sound.

Mysterious nori but constant rhythm is carved.

He was moving around like a cottaro dancing in front of Alice beating a bumpy drum. He liked the tone of percussion instruments like Bongo.

"It's getting busier."

"Yes, Mr. Kevin. It's been so festive."

"Ha, because it's a harvest festival. Why don't you come dance with me, too, Mr. Eugene?

"No, I'm fine, because I can't dance"

The village of Houjo, with more people, was building a new square.

It's not a small square that's ever been in front of the Eugene family, it's a big square where 41 people can get in.

Around, villagers eat and drink, and in the center, villagers dance.

Though I'm not just moving my body according to my rhythm rather than dancing.

Still, everyone was smiling.

"I knew Hal was good... but I'm surprised Enzo could dance"

Not everyone can dance, of course.

Hal, who once showed sworddance, naturally, unexpectedly took gorgeous steps, as did former Grade 3 adventurer Scout Enzo.

Yvonne, my wife, is obsessed with strings, so alone.

Enzo, it's through to my beloved wife even though I remember it to be hot. Well, I've already shot him, so there won't be any problems.

"Oh, I should have brought Gisele with me if this was the case"

"Ahem? Kevin, are you gonna dance with my daughter in front of me?

"That's right, stepfather. We're married. Look, why don't you come dance with your stepfather, too"

Leave the tongue beating and 'Blood Painted Gegas' joins the dance.

Unsullied dance, unlike Hal or Enzo.

But that seemed more manageable for the villagers.

The movements that were fragmented somehow align.

"Mr. Gegas can dance, too. Wow."

"Ha, my father-in-law loves every festival, because he's been through a lot. Even where the words don't make sense."

Jumping into music and dancing and enjoying it at all costs is an effective means to blend in with that group.

Gegas, intercultural communication seems to be high. A performer. Maybe it's a must-have skill for a pedestrian in this world.

"Eugene, everyone seems to be getting tired of dancing, and I think it's time to get along"

"Oh, right, Mr. Kevin. Then I'll go for a minute!

Kevin tells Eugene when he sees fewer people dancing in the center.

Eugene stood up and proceeded to the square.

Hold the two crates aside.

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"Alice, do you have a minute?

"Yeah! Alice, I'm a little tired, so I wanted to take a break!

Alice stands up, sitting down and putting down the bongo that was pinching her leg.

Eugene takes me and walks me to the center of Tokotoko and the square.

"What's wrong, brother Eugene? Are you dancing with Alice?

"Haha, you don't. Well, I have a gift for Alice from everyone in the pioneering land and Kevin and the elves."

"Gifts?"

"That's right. 'Cause, you see, Alice's birthday, right? Congratulations!"

"Oh! Alice, you're turning 11!

Put your hands up, Alice, and it's going to make a small leap.

It is a young trick, whether it be a high school year in the original world or an 11-year-old in this world.

Both Eugene and the villagers may be spoiling Alice too much.

Because she's the youngest girl in Houjo Village.

"Yes, this is my gift!

"Thank you, brother Eugene, everyone! Can I open it?

"I thought I'd say. Yeah, open it."

Alice was handed a small crate by Eugene along with the villagers' applause.

Quickly and quickly remove the lid.

"Wow, wow! Brother Eugene, these clothes are so beautiful!

What was inside was a white blouse with bowtie.

It's also made of silk.

Elves with more silk cloth surplus with silkworm farming techniques communicated by Eugene provided silk, a collaboration designed and moulded by bulletin board residents and sewn up by needles from Houjo Village.

All too sweet for Alice.

Alice in village life has little chance of wearing it, such as a white silk blouse in the first place.

It will be about the time I meet Alice's grandfather Bastian in the elves of the silk region and in the nobility of the king's capital.

"Oh, it's still in there downstairs! Is that it? Same clothes?

"Alice, that's what you usually wear. It's the same design, but it's not silk, so it's easier to wear this one."

"Wow! Thanks everyone!"

Alice, it's a full grin.

Alice is 11 this fall at the Harvest Festival.

Four more years until I'm 15 years old when I'm treated as an adult.

Both Eugene and the villagers in Houjo Village may want to consciously stop spoiling Alice.

Because I'm not going to be able to climb the adult stairs.

"Alice, will you wait for me at Mr. Kevin's for a moment, then?

"Yes!"

Guide Alice to the corner of the square.

Eugene was still in the center.

"Next then...... Marc! Will you come over here?

"Huh? Um, Mr. Eugene? Is that me?

Dog-man boy Marc upset by a sudden voice call.

Marcel of the Dog Clan, my father, Nina of my mother's Cat Clan, pushes me back and walks out into the middle of the square with a snack.

Are you anxious, my tail was caught between my legs.

"Marc is 15 years old at this harvest festival. I was the first adult in the pioneering land of Houjo Village!

Eugene, I have my utmost voice.

It's unthinkable from the decade I've been pulling.

Eugene has dived through numerous training grounds as a pioneering team leader, village chief, defense team leader, adventurer and elf convoy captain. Seems to be growing just fine.

In line with Eugene's voice, the blessings of applause and congratulations echo.

Marc is putting his hand on his head whether it's lit or not.

"Marc, the first adult in the pioneering land of Houjo Village, has a gift from everyone! Marc, yes, this."

"Thank you! Eugene and everyone, me, me..."

Eugene gave me the crate, and Marc was crying.

Happy! The tail is shaken violently so as to express the sentiment that

"Marc, open it."

"Yes! Oh, oh..."

Marc, who opened the crate lid, leaks an exclamation.

Put the crate on the ground and put your hands inside the box.

The gift for the adult Marc was a metal breastplate.

"Wow...... thanks! Me, I'll be stronger so I can protect everyone!

Eugene applauds Marc for his proclamation with Nico smiling.

The villagers I was watching, Kevin, Gegas, Hal.

The needles in the village of Houjo put the most effort into the blouse given to Alice.

The blacksmiths from Houjo Village were the ones who put the most capacity on the breast plate given to Marc.

Kevin's efforts in arranging cloth and metal, of course.

Marc, who tried the intensity of the breastplate he got later, would be stunned.

along with the former adventurers who were present.

A breastplate that Eugene suggested to Kevin to prepare a variety of metals and let the blacksmith make.

It was the breastplate that Eugene had taught the blacksmiths the techniques of metalworking to create.

Well, it's Eugene and the board residents, and they've never made it out of knowledge alone.

Still, the blacksmiths repeated trials and errors, and the chest of strength seems to have been completed differently than before.

I've known for a long time that Marc would be an adult, because I've been spending a lot of time doing that for a year now.

"I'm glad you're happy, Eugene! So... are you sure you're not willing to sell it? That's more than I can count who I want..."

"Excuse me, Mr. Kevin. It's still an array because it's not a weapon, but I still don't really want to pee... I don't like Marc Kunya knowing people dying, so I might have some made."

"That's a unique problem for rare people. I get it, Mr. Eugene. Let's keep this a secret. Fortunately, the deputy has already taken it off."

"Thank you, Mr. Kevin"

"Mr. Eugene, I don't think so. You really know a lot more, don't you? If you don't want to be used in every dispute, I know Eugene is choosing the technology to teach you."

Eugene, they found out.

Naturally.

Anyway, Kevin already knows that Eugene can get in touch with the original world.

It would be Kevin's sincerity to be satisfied with knowledge of preserved food, clothing, etc.

Maybe it's because that's all you're reaping the full benefits.

The harvest festival in Houjo Village continues even after presents have been given to both of them.

Once again Yvonne played the strings, but Dominic, a former third-degree adventurer, was in charge of the percussion.

The festival presented the appearance of a contest for an approach to heterosexuality in the mind.

It is a natural flow for a country festival.

By the way, Eugene was taking Alice home, which was bedtime.

I haven't met him there.