An A-Ranked Adventurer’s “Slow-living”

"Hey, Toac. Would you like to help me move the closet a bit?"

"Well, are you going to use guests?"

Toac rises smoothly from the sofa with a grumpy look.

The place where you don't refuse or refuse something is the good thing about Toac people, or maybe it's cute. I wouldn't say it because I would be relentless.

"I'm sorry. I have a lot of precious men. It's a bit tough to get Flora to help."

Indeed, when it comes to a large closet, even myself, who is proud of my strength, is a bit tough.

Because it's too big to lift in the first place.

"I'm sorry, Toac."

"Well, we had lunch, and that's no problem."

Flora lowers her head apologizingly, and Toac speaks uncomfortably with his back of the head.

He seems to be accustomed to dealing with Aisha and his toddler village girl, but he is not accustomed to a gentle and discreet woman like Flora.

Toac is surprisingly gentleman with Flora.

"Well, Flora. You're a man, so you can use it as much as you want."

Aisha puts honey in her tea while watching the flora lowering her head.

"Don't get angry when you say"

Aisha's face was distorted by Toac's criticism, but drinking a honey-rich tea seemed to be enough.

Now she is drinking tea with a generous expression.

"So Toac, come over here."

I guide Toac to the bedroom before the two argue.

"... Like the living room, the bedroom has become quite stylish."

"Because Flora brought me a lot."

The bedroom, which had minimal beds and closets, chairs and tables, was a bit more glamorous thanks to the personal belongings brought by Flora.

Wood carvings and small vases imitating animals are on the table. In addition to the white pillows on the bed, there were rolls of light pink pillows like handmade.

It's a bit different just because it's not that big. It was a bedroom that made the eyes more or less fun just by entering the field of view.

"I feel like adjusting the position of the closet here"

"Yes. Flora brought a closet next to it, which would make the balance worse, so it's better to stagger Aldo's closet."

It's a little bigger closet on the wall, but if you do it a little, the closet brought by Flora will not line up neatly.

It doesn't have to be shifted separately, but you can use it everyday. I guess you want to arrange them neatly.

And if I and Flora's closet are lined up beautifully, I think it's a little better to be a couple.

"What, I'm sorry to see the closet."

"Hmm, I'm sorry. Then pull out the drawer and carry it."

Toac's stunned voice returns to me and tries to remove the contents of the chest to make it easier to carry.

"Before that, wouldn't it be better to prepare a rag?

"Yes, I'll prepare a rag."

"Oh, I'm going to make sure my bed and chairs are OK."

Laughing at Toac's artisans, I leave the room to get my cleaning tools.

He took a bucket from the storage room at the back, returned to the living room to get water and a rag in the kitchen, and heard Aisha and Flora.

"... Hey, did you do Aldo?"

"Well, what are you doing?"

"Of course it's not decided.

"A little bit! Aisha!"

The rattling sound of the chair. You can see her in a panic without seeing Flora.

As expected, when I and Flora started living together, would I be worried about my best friend, Aisha? It's common in every country to worry about that.

"What?-It's okay because the two men are working in the back room. I can't hear you anyway."

sorry. I'm listening.

What should I do and when should I enter the living room?

Why not enter the living room pretending to be premature and unpredictable?

"--And? Did you etch that day?"

Aisha's voice is uttered again while wondering what to do.

"........."

"What?"

"... I did it."

"I did it!"

A fluttering voice of Flora and a voice of Aisha's joy are heard.

You've been told, Flora.

As Aisha rejoices, I turn my face red in the hallway near the living room.

But, well, Aisha is a childhood friend of Flora, and I guess she doesn't mind knowing Flora's understanding of nine years ago.

She encouraged Flora over and over, consulted and pushed her back.

There is no doubt that Aisha had become a catalyst for me and Flora.

Aisha who supported and supported Flora's whereabouts of love would have the right to hear that much.

But don't say anything more.

Because it's Aisha, I'm going to ask Flora something like "What was it like?"

I'm awkward to hear such a story, and I feel guilty that I've been eavesdropping.

You should get out now so that the conversation doesn't develop in a weird way.

I purposely make footsteps from the hallway and pretend to be a casual breeze and enter the living room.

"How was that?"

Then, are Aisha and Flora enthusiastic about the conversation and not realizing? Aisha began to hear what he expected, even though I was in the living room.

I'm curious about Flora's reaction, but I want you to excuse me now.

"What happened?"

"" Hi !? ""

When I called out from the kitchen, Aisha and Flora came together and surprised me.

"... Aldo, were you listening?"

"I'm stupid. If you say that, you'll be crazy that we're talking a strange story!"

Flora asked in a semitone higher than usual, and Aisha whispered to Flora.

Then, I open my eyes as if the flora has gone.

Flora has a mixed look of anxiety and shame, so I tilt her head lightly to make a suspicious look.

"... Did you talk about something important?"

"No, no! It's a never-ending story! Aisha?"

"Yeah, next time I'm going to ask you what kind of food you want to cook."

Aisha sighs with a smiling expression, despite Flora, who sees her eyes and is dismayed.

It's a spoofed face that doesn't seem to lie.

It's as if they insist that they're not talking badly.

Flora vulnerable to emergencies is unlikely to lie. Well, I'm definitely upset if I get the same position.

"Oh, I made mainly meat and vegetables, and the next one might be fish dishes!"

"It's good! I loved Ayu's salt grilled during this time.

The topic of Flora and Aisha changed to cooking, and the conversation became smiling.

With that in mind, I pour water into a bucket from a water vase in the kitchen.

After confirming that the bucket was well filled with water, I left the living room and felt a sigh of relief from behind.