Aiming to Be an Orc Gentleman

In the first place, I wasn't really connected to being a child.

There were children of the same generation in the Orcs' dwellings, but after all, I never had a conversation with them.

I've always been more interested in human books than in playing outside, and more importantly, I didn't have any friends who acted incomprehensible to normal orcs.

Even if you leave your address, you will not be associated with any special children.

Whatever, we are taught that we Orcs are enemies, including human children, even sub-human children. Therefore, it seems that I am basically perceived as something that should not be approached by my children.

Naturally speaking, I don't find it otherwise irrational. That's all the Orcs do, and I'm sure they will continue to do so.

I'm not trying to improve the position of the Orcs, either. I am aware that I am not a normal oak, so it is not good for other species to think that I am normal.

So I don't mind being hated as an Orcs......

Apart from what my parents told me, I look scared with this face.

Certainly not as familiar a face as the Kobolt tribe, nor as righteous a face as the Elf tribe. Instead, it's ugly if you say it in beautiful ugliness. You might call it ugly.

The children are not scared of me because of it. It depends on what you think.

It was also a hassle to return to the ruins, so we were discussing how to get along with the child to Celie, who was to sleep at the "Forest Exit Pavilion” like we did.

Needless to say, Celie is a new American mother, so when we talk about children, Celie and I stick our knees together.

Nevertheless, the intrusions are between people who don't grasp the sense of distance from their children, so they don't have to execute where they've spoken. Believing that experience is better than anything else, we moved a plan into action.

That's Mr. Meilia's outing.

I came to the city of Nunu for a few days. Mr. Meyria will not try to get out of the "Forest Exit Pavilion”. From the way things have been going for a few days, I've come to know that Mr. Meilia has a pull-in personality, but it seemed the biggest reason not to go out is because he's afraid of the outside.

We have lived in a closed environment called a room in the laboratory, so there is no reason to fear the outside world.

So it's natural that Mr. Meiria doesn't want to go outside.

But it's not better to keep stuck in the room, because there's so much interesting in the outside world, Sellie said with a self-righteous look.

There was only one person in the closed room, Mr. Meyria, who had spent the whole time. I can't change the past I've made, even though I'm trying to reflect now and treat Mr. Meyria as my mother.

That's why Mr. Celie thought at least she was a mother.

We go out together and enjoy shopping.

Celie asked me to help her improve her relationship.

Me and Meilia, I wanted to understand how to deal with children, and it was a suggestion I didn't even wish for.

The first thing you do is invite Meilia to shop.

From there, however, it was difficult.

And I said, "Why don't you go shopping?" Whether it's a good idea to ask her out lightly, or "Yes, we have to go shopping" and say something to Meilia, we were worried.

It may seem like you're worried about some crap, but it's an important issue for us looking for ways to deal with it.

I don't feel like my future destiny depends on how I speak to you.

Of course, it's my mind.

As we roared, we were beaten out of the inn by Mr. Clenall.

"If that's how you think about it, why don't you move it? Look, you haven't been in your room in forever either."

And I didn't want to look at Mr. Krenal with Meilia, who was inclined to sneer.

I could not help but notice that I made a sound and opened the closed door.

Because I realize this is the kindness of being Mr. Crenal. I usually have a crush on him, but he's still a good person to look after. Perhaps he was obsessed with our uncooked attitude.

You have to thank me because I was able to inspire you in this way.

"Oh, well, shall we go out then? I know something interesting."

"Well, you are. Look, Meilia cared about the outside, didn't she? Why don't you walk with your mother?

That's how I managed to invite Mr. Meilia, but to be honest, I don't know where that sounds interesting.

Speaking of which, is it Mr. Ramsas' workshop? He uses the dexterity of his hand to make different things and then he sells them to live.

I've only interrupted you once, too, but I never got tired of watching because Mr. Ramsas is the one who makes all sorts of things on hand, with so many different tools and materials.

There are many eye-catching things in the workshop, so I wonder if Mr. Meyria can enjoy them.

Before heading to Mr. Ramsas' house, we were going to do the shopping that was our original purpose.

Mr. Seri won't be very familiar with the whole town because it's still shallow in the sun since he came to the town of Nunu. Nevertheless, I don't do much shopping with myself, so I have no idea what kind of store a girl goes to.

When I was bothering my head about what to do, I came up with a good thing.

First, I will show you the stores that deal with things that are essential to everyday life, such as necessities and ingredients, and in the meantime, I will think about the stores that women might prefer. It's a useless plan.

...... I don't know the store itself that women seem to prefer in the first place, so it only buys me most of the time.

Shall we just go?

I still don't know what a good store is and nothing came to mind.

So I decided to go to Mr. Ramsas' house, which I had planned in advance.

His house is a little away from town.

"If you're building a house, you're out of town! It's a workshop!

Mr. Ramsas said that I couldn't really understand that commitment.

Sometimes I make noises in the course of my work, and I think that's the bigger reason.

"Are you okay? Aren't you tired?

……

I can see Mr. Ramsas' workshop gradually making the contours clear, reassuring to Mr. Meyria, who was small but nodded to me.

Is it just a workshop, nearly twice the size of a typical residence? It's amazing because more than half of them are workshops.

The space itself, which can be called Mr. Ramsas' house, is very common, so you won't find it particularly interesting.

Upon arrival in front of his workshop, Messrs. Meyria and Celie had a serious look up at the building that they would not be used to seeing. It seems that Mr. Ramsas' workshop was a subject of interest, especially to Mr. Seri, who is a research maker.

"This is the kind of shaping that Maimori's workshop is. Oh, I'm letting the heat get away from here, so I can even smoke out.... Yeah, that's sensible."

Etc., he said words that I didn't really understand. When are you looking up to the knockers attached to the doors, say the opposing Meilia?

"Wow, this knocker. Wow. I wonder if it's a dog type. Mmm, it's elaborate."

"……… cute"

Hi, Mr. Celie. Your parents and children seem to like this dog-shaped knocker.

"Do you want to use it?

"…… Ugh."

It was a suggestion that came to mind, but Mr. Meilia nodded with great pleasure.

As Ms Celie held Ms Meyria up, Ms Meyria held the handle with her eyes shining.

Knocker, mimicking a dog with his mouth shut, seemed like a mechanism to sound by having his mouth open and closed.

Meyria, who made Knocker's mouth pound, smiles like no more.

It's worth coming here just to see this smile.

Wow, Meilia is so happy with all the unusual knocking sounds that it's happening. That's very elaborate. Attention to these details seems very preferable.

It didn't just seem to me that the focus on adding playfulness embodied Mr. Ramsas' personality.

After a while, I heard a running noise from inside the building. The door, which opened momentously in between, existed where it seemed only a wall, in the armpit of the door that Mr. Meyria knocked.

"If you think it's someone, it's a rut! And the ruins! Oh, what? You want to see my workshop? I don't know what else to do, I was just making a new one, see, up and up!

And Mr. Ramsas, freshly screwed by himself, was in an unusually good mood.

I went up to the workshop without talking about why I came here or anything, but in this way it's going to be flushed out where we talked about it.

Probably because of what Mr. Ramsas calls a new one. Amazingly shaggy looks like a toddler who has found something unusual.

Chasing after Mr. Ramsas, I immediately entered the large room.

A number of tools I had never seen were stored on shelves and walls. The walls are quite wide, even though they are all filled with tools.

"Actually, something that looks good is going to be done. Oh, it's still going to take a while to get it done, so I'll make it easier."

That's all I have to say, Mr. Ramsas has turned back to his desk. It's refreshing to me what the hell you're making.

In contrast to me like that, Mr. Celie was looking over the room and leaking an exclamation.

"Amazing. Much more streamlined and the use of tools is clear. Besides, that's all there is to it... now technology seems to be higher than I expected."

"Really?

"Yeah. Simply put, the old tools had many uses, but they were getting really coarse. But there's only one thing we can do with the tools here, and instead, we can make them very carefully."

"That's amazing"

When I was impressed and stared seriously at the rod-shaped tool that Mr. Celie had, I saw Meyria touching the tool the same way by Mr. Celie.

Looks like Meilia was interested in this workshop, as I expected. Perhaps it's because her mother is in the research profession, or Mrs Meyria herself who cares.

It was not appropriate for me to look at or take tools that I didn't know how to use while twinkling my eyes. One act in front of the workshop was a smile......

Nevertheless, I don't think it's ever a bad thing. I think it's a good thing you're interested in something. But I don't know what to do from there.

Mr. Meyria is, in other words, not like a human child. It is not preferable that its peculiar origin be related.

Sellie also seems to want Meilia to grow up like a human being, but so far no wisdom has emerged in managing that.

Wouldn't you like to do something about Mr. Meiria's problem one by one?

While I was thinking about that, Mr. Celie and Mr. Mairia had finished looking at the nearby tools or were they moving by Mr. Ramsas.

"What are you making this for? Oh, wait, I'll guess."

To put it that way, Mr. Celie put her arms together and began to stare carefully at Mr. Ramsas at hand.

Mr. Ramsas seems very focused and shows no reaction whatsoever. A sneak peek into what the hell he was making seemed to be messing around with an oval object.

Will the color be white and large enough to fit in the child's palm? That's so small for me.

From what I've seen, it looks like a soft material, and Mr. Ramsas' hand occasionally moves to crush an oval object. Are you checking the intensity?

What kind of touch is it?

I saw the area where Mr. Ramsas' little finger was touching was slightly snaggy, so it was fairly soft.

Meyria also seemed interested in this mysterious object, staring at her to grab a hold of her desk and eat in.

"All right, all you have to do is follow it!

Done! and Mr. Ramsas, who rose in momentum, put up a mysterious object. I accidentally clapped with my pussy, but as I was stuck, Mr. Celie and I were clapping our hands, too.

"Hey, I'm sorry you came to see me because of this, but I can't leave you at all. Oh, yeah! I don't mean to apologize, but if it's okay, why don't you try this?

"I don't know what the hell..."

"Ah, I was. Actually, it's a magic vibrator."

"A thing vibrating with magic, is it? But you don't know what it means to vibrate, do you?

"Hehe, good question! This was inspired by the automatic doors I saw in the ruins!

Surely that door was an excellent way to open and close automatically when you sense people. but I didn't understand the principle, and Mr. Ramsas should have been very accomplished. Are you telling me that you've unraveled it with that structure in such a short period of time?

"Unfortunately, I don't know what that trick is. I'm not sure. But I could reproduce a mechanism similar to that. Because I use power as a magic force, I have to instill magic every time I use it."

"Um, it's definitely reproduced well."

And Mr. Celie gave a relaxing voice.

"Speaking of which, did Mr. Celie build that ruin?

"Hmm? Haha, Maasa. I helped design it, but it was the other technicians who created it. I'm a director... No, I'm not a director."

"Shh, design!? So you're the structure of that automatic door too………?

"Sort of."

momentum, Mr. Ramsas rises and stares at Mr. Celie.

"Bye! Please tell me, no, tell me! If only we could figure out the power of that door, even this prototype......!

"That's no good."

"Why!?

"Because someone else taught you and you're satisfied with that? Don't you have a crush on craftsmanship?

"Th, That is…….."

"I guess it's this prototype because of its insistence. Right?"

When Mr. Celie smiled gently, Mr. Ramsas nodded. Then he got quiet and stopped asking Mr. Celie.

What the hell is wrong with you? If there's something I don't know, I think it's the shortest way to ask...

"Well, Ruto's a good place to be honest, but maybe he's a little short of a struggle."

I didn't know what Mr. Celie meant by her words, and when she was kneeling her neck, Mr. Celie just laughed gently.

Then I was given a tour of Mr. Ramsas' workshop for a while, but I am relieved that Mr. Meiria seemed to enjoy it very much.

Mr. Celie was Mr. Celie, and she was talking to Mr. Ramsas about something kind of difficult, but she seemed to enjoy it, too,

On the way home, Mr. Ramsas gave me the vibrator that it was a prototype, so I appreciated it.

"The use depends on you."

And it was strange why I handed it to you, but let me use it.

... But how the hell am I supposed to use this?