Ascendance of a Bookworm

"Your house?

"Yes, I miss you too much... it's a bit painful"

Mine holds his own chest. It conveys a feeling of crying even now.

Until now, Mine's thoughts had only been right for the book, so he had somehow flushed it, but once he died, he said he had become Mine once he realized it. Then maybe it's natural to have something to think about in your lifetime home.

But you can't be immersed in sentiment forever in the form of being dragged by Mine. I'm Cohon! and cough up and ask Mine a question.

"That shelf has a lot of cluttered impressions, but what's it decorating?

"... it's my mother's 'okan art'. I'm curious, but I'm bored, or if I make one or two pieces, then this is the result of my interest shifting and pushing on and on. Curiosity is not accompanied by arms..."

Mine stretches his fingers out to touch something he loves and can't help but say something derogatory in his mouth.

"This is the lace knitting 'coaster', and this is the hair decoration. This hair decoration is now commercialized at the Guilberta Chamber of Commerce. This is how I make my luxurious ornaments."

I recall and convince myself of the fold of the Knights' request, the Mein's jar I saw up close. They did look a lot alike. Though it would have been better if Mine's jar had been done.

"This is a cage and bag knitted around the 'newspaper ad' into thin bars, isn't it? It was useful when knitting wood skins and making bags. The bags I always use are made the same way."

Mine points to the bag. "I'm the one who finished it until the end because my mother got tired of me on the way," she pointed her lips.

"A lot of doll clothes and stuffed animals with a bit of a taste problem. The only white, round one over here is the braided head that was supposed to be a 'snowman'. A 'cross stitch' painting and a 'patchwork' tapestry that should be completed in a little while. A ring that was supposed to match with a clay silver necklace"

It seems that in the cage of an uncompleted form, things are thrown in that were not finished, and I think about when Mine made them, taking them out one by one. Every time the scene shifts pampered, changing places and times, the dark-haired woman says, "I've stopped it already," and gives it to me to do the rest, or "I'm going," it comes up and disappears.

This brunette must be Mine's mother.

"So is this painting."

Mine leaves the room and walks down a narrow, narrow aisle. The moment Mine's fingers pressed something square, the area became brighter.

"What!?

"Oh, it's 'electricity'. You saw it in the bookstore, right?

As Mine looks up, pointing her finger, I see a much smaller white light than what I saw in Honya. I see. I guess I'm pouring something magical into that square thing.

The brightened aisle walls were decorated with some paintings. There's no need for Mine to say, "No arms accompanied," either. There's a line of paintings.

"There's no unity, is there?" Oil Painting "for" Watercolor Painting "and" Japanese Painting "for saying that the painting is bad because the painting is not good. I figured I said I'd make it an easy 'colored pencil', and the painting didn't work. 'Calligraphy' when a word can be worked out. He told me it was my bridesmaid training, and I was also taken out of Huado by Tea Ceremony. My mother got tired of me first, and I quit my classroom."

Mine wiped his eyes with a tickling laugh. I can see the indescribable nostalgia and love occupying my breasts full.

"There were times when I was a naturalist in my life of saving money and everything was elaborate by hand. I was passionate when I started doing it, so sometimes it was easy for me to get attached... because I was able to live as a mine thanks to being wielded."

It was around that time that I made phosphors, candles, and soap, and it was then that I planned to make my own glue, ink, and paint.

While we're talking about that, Mine's eyes are filled with hot stuff, distorting his vision.

"Excuse me, Chief Cleric. It's been too long..."

With that said, Mine held his eyes and ran into a patty and small room.

Mine, who takes a soft, fluffy, tactile fabric, stands in front of a white ceramic that has a metal tube and is to be embedded in the table. As it was, Mine twisted the circular object attached to the top of the metal tube without hesitation.

"Become!? Water!?"

Water came out of the metal tube. So I wash my face with bashbasha and wipe my face with a soft, fluffy cloth from earlier. Apparently, this soft cloth is used for the same purpose as a towel. This is comfortable. Can't you take it home?

"Mine, what is this place to do?

"It's a bath. That's the tub, and that long gu is the 'shower'. How to use…"

The moment Mine said that, I was in a sweet-scented tub. Plenty of tension, immersed in milky warm water, with nudity visible in the milky water in sight.

"Mine!?

"Wow! Bath! Wow, 'bathing agent' smells good. I loved the smell of this peach."

I don't even know how this one feels, and Mine squeezes his eyes, limping hot water with both hands that smells sweet, close to his nose.

"Shame on you, fool! As a woman, shame as a lady or whatever, where did shame go!?

Being in tune with his consciousness, I can't even look away myself, I shouted so unexpectedly, but Mine was glad to wash his face with that hot water and said, "It's okay. I don't care," he shakes his head.

"I threw away shame in the three days I started living as Mine. So don't worry about the chief cleric either. I'm not ashamed because I'm a kid."

In the three days he began to live as Mine, Mine was stripped of his figure by a man who was still unacceptable with his father, forced to change clothes and even looked after the bathroom, apparently. It's no use crying and loathing me for embarrassment, and when I give up that I have no choice but to accept the situation, I say that my shame as a woman has been abandoned.

"My father and I would be apart!

"At the time, to me, I wasn't a father yet. Chief Cleric, you don't think anything about seeing a young girl naked like this, do you? No problem."

It's very different that I don't think anything about Mine's nudity than Mine's exposure to nudity. I didn't think I was all alert or even ashamed.

"I now feel a sense of crisis over your shamelessness!

"When I grow up, I'll come out again. I'm sure."

Saying so, Mine stepped out of the tub and started washing his hair. This is also wrapped in aromatic foam.

"Oh, you foam! Great! Feels good!

Striking with indescribable emotion and satisfaction, Mine reached for the tube he called the shower. When the other hand of the mine moves the metal stick, water like heavy rain pops out of the shower.

"Whew!?

"I'll flush the bubbles with this."

Mine used the shower to cross his nose and began to shed hair bubbles. It was not surprising that there was no side service to take a bath, but they are able to wash it even without side service.

"No matter how much you wash here, it's in your dreams, it has nothing to do with reality."

"My satisfaction is very different. Ugh."

Mine washes her hair with a liquid called shampoo, put on a liquid called rinse, and wash her body with a soap that smells sweet like honey. I feel like I'm using something better than the royal marquis to see from its foam, aroma, and finish touch.

Mine's mind is filled with trance and satisfaction as he washes his body and grabs it in the hot water.

"Mine, you seem a lot satisfied, so can I show you something else?

"Huh? Oh, like 'the hairdryer'?

At the next moment I stood in front of the white pottery that had washed my face earlier. And Mine brought some strange object from the shelf. Blue, rugged, lustrous material, but different from metal. I have no idea what the material is.

"Mine, what is this?

"It's a tool to dry your hair"

When Mine moves his fingers, it suddenly starts making noises that are obnoxious. And then a hot air came on my skin like it could burn.

"What is this!?

"That's why he dries his hair."

Saying so, Mine stood in front of the mirror. Expensive mirrors are in the bath and here. Mine seemed to be a nobler daughter than I expected.

"Chief Cleric, this is Hair Rubber, and this is how you tie your hair together."

Mine, who at some point cleaned up a loud object called a hairdryer, was stretching and shrinking the kagar with his fingertips.

"Chief Cleric, do you have any idea what these stretching and shrinking materials are?

"... it's nowhere near here"

"Is it far away?!? Where is it? How much does it cost to transport?

The thought circuit is the merchant. Probably going to make a similar product. I exhaled lightly when Mine was shown the process of inventing a new product. They're struggling to recreate things that are commonplace in such a completely different world, and they're developing new products. I can also detect that you are struggling to find the material.

"Unfortunately, quite far above, we have to defeat a demon tree called Gummy Mocha"

"Demon wood?

"It's about a tree with magic like a trombe, although it's different in type and defeat. I remember that the skin that I could take down Gummy Mocha should have felt similar."

Mine, depressed by "Trombe," unravels her long night sky colored hair behind her.

For me, I couldn't help but feel uncomfortable using an object called kamirubber because I thought Mine would put my hair together.

"Don't you use a pigeon?

"Ahhh, pigeon is a bitter meat measure. My hair is tight. No matter how tight the string squeezes it, it breaks right away, right? If it wasn't time for" Japanese costumes, "I wouldn't be using a jade."

Speaking of Mine, I thought it was a shovel, but apparently it's not.

"What is Wasoo?

"Um, do mitzvahs look the best?

As Mine frowned to explore his memory, the scenery changed into a cold breeze with a glimmer of snow. There are many young people in colorful glossy unfamiliar clothes.

Mine said mitzvah, so I take the view that this would be like a graduation ceremony in the House of Lords. It would definitely be a gathering of aristocrats, even considering that they wear beautiful costumes long enough that their sleeves are likely to be on the ground.

"This is the 'shaker'. The pattern I used to embroider the ceremonial costume is also the 'running water crest' commonly used in this costume."

"Oh, I see. Sure is a little shadowy."

The red costume worn by a woman wearing hair decorations so flashy as Mine's, saw a pattern depicting the curves and flowers of water as Mine had used for his ritual costumes.

"Mine, is that an embroidery?

"Uh, if you're part of a 'shaker', it's all rarely embroidered, anyway." Friendly Zen dyeing paints directly on the cloth. "

"Directly on the cloth? How do you do that?

Wouldn't the dye get all over me even if I tried to draw it on a cloth? Mine sounded strange to me thinking about it.

"... it's not even in the aristocratic district?

"You've never seen it. Change the color of the yarn and weave it in or embroider it, but I don't know how to paint this kind of painting"

"Heh, well, you're going to sell high to Mr. Benno"

Ugh, Mine's heart filled with calculations of the amount just right when he laughed.

"... all your inventions are here?

"Right. I want what I have here, but I don't have the tools to make it, so I feel like I'm making something that looks like it with trial and error."

"I see. You mean your knowledge here is worth it"

"The origin of what I've made is usually my mother's."

Mine's mouth teasing and laughing into the narrow passage and opening another door. That was an odd room filled with all the stuff I'd never seen.

"This is the kitchen. You're going to cook a meal here and eat it over there. This is a gas stove. Just do this and you're on fire. Isn't that convenient?

When Mine pressed a square object with a strange pattern, he made a boggling noise and caught fire. The blue flame swayed. Fire seems to be blue in this world.

The strangest thing is that Mine is on fire all the time even if he lets go of his hand. Even if you can light it with witchcraft, you'll need firewood or tons of magic to keep it burning. Mine pressed the same spot again as he watched as the firewood also caught fire without anything. Then the fire went out as if nothing had happened.

"... Mine, what is that big white box?

"Is this it? 'Refrigerator'. It's packed with food to keep it cool so it doesn't get damaged."

When Gah Mine opens the door, there's a hint of cold air. All the things in there are colorful and unfamiliar, but I know things that use the same way, so I was surprised that the stuff was small, but not as surprised as the gas stove.

"Oh, the storage ice room."

"Huh? Do you have a 'fridge'?

"What more are you saying now? The temple would have a storage room bigger than this one, wouldn't it? Fran's supposed to be using it, right?

Apparently, Mine didn't know about the existence of a storage ice chamber in the temple. Fran has been using it since he was serving me, so I guess he secured a place for mine as it was.

"Well, that's magic equipment, so maybe Fran stopped bothering to let you know too"

"When I had a visitor, I thought it would be strange because there would be more types of milk at some point, but there was a 'refrigerator'"

I didn't know, and Mine was easily depressed. "I would have expanded the range of dishes more if I'd known," he mutters.

All the menus in Mine's room I heard from Fran are things I'm not sure I just heard of, but they should have been quite varied. Are you still going to increase it?

"... I hear there are quite a few different dishes in your room, but is that the dish here too?

"That's right. I'm reproducing 'Western' here as much as I can...... oh, now I might be able to eat it yummy!? What am I gonna do? I feel hungry."

Mine's excitement soars and he begins to look around. Then, Mine remembered what, the scenery changed forever. I was standing in the same room, but suddenly I was standing in a different place and started making all sorts of noises with the chatter behind me.

"If you're hungry, eat your dinner soon. You're not gonna clean it up, are you?

Suddenly from behind, a woman's voice rang. Mine's heart bounces with Dokon and his body solidifies like a stone.

"Look, don't blur. Come on."

Is Mine's mood heavily involved when he is scolding but feels soft in tone?

Turning around, a brunette woman had arranged dishes on the table showing her face many times in Mine's memory from earlier.

"... mother"

"My favorite thing today, I made it for you, so eat it before it cools down"

"Yeah......"

Mine nods small and heads to the table where the four of us can sit.

There wasn't supposed to be anything until earlier that I was being guided through this room, but Mine's memories must have been reproduced, and there was a table there ready to eat.

It seems like something I'm happy and nostalgic enough for Mine to moisturize my eyes just by looking at it, but I have no idea what the hell is lining up. There were black and brown things lined up, and I didn't think they were going to taste very good.

"Mine, is this food?

"Yes. It's all I wanted to eat. Freshly cooked white 'rice', 'miso soup' with plenty of 'medicinal leeks' on 'tofu' and 'figured out', 'first-hand teriyaki' and mother's 'meat potatoes' and 'fifth hijiki'. And it's" pickled "by my mother."

Breathe in as he swallowed up the grief that was engulfing him, and Mine softly and quietly held his hands together as he moistened his eyes. Keep your eyes down and keep your head down gently.

"I'll have it."

In all those short words, I was stuffed with happiness and gratitude that made my chest ache.

Clever manipulation of two red colored bars, Mine takes a meal. The moment I put my first bite in, Mine's eyes gave me zero tears.

"Mmm, mother's taste......"

Mine slowly bites off many times and tastes carefully from start to finish. The tender flavor that spreads through every corner was that of my mother, who I myself had never eaten but felt nostalgic for being delicious.

"Delicious, Mother."

"Oh, that's unusual. Is that even the book you want?

When Mine praised, the woman, who was eating the same way in front of her, laughed at the dullness after she rounded her eyes. I also showed Mine when I was dating my hobby, eyes full of love watching Mine.

"I want a bunch of books, but I'm not.... really yummy"

Mine ate up without leaving everything behind. "It was a treat," he lowered his head, hands together, just like before he ate.

Mine stares at his mother who is still eating.

"Mom, I'm sorry"

"Huh? What did you do?

Mine bows his head deeply as he blurts and weeps a large grain at his face raised mother.

"... sorry for the backward affair. I'm sorry I'm a stupid daughter who has noticed the affection of her parents since she died. Take care, take care, you raised me to do all the things I wanted to do, and I'm sorry I died with nothing to give back."

All the regret, reflection, nostalgia and love for the family that is in Mine pours in. I couldn't bear to be in tune with my intricately intertwined thoughts any more, and I accidentally went out of tune.

I was trying to cover mine. When I woke up and left mine, I shook my head wide with my knees on the floor.

"... I feel terrible"

I was too in tune with Mine. I was crying because I was followed. I'm out of tune, so Mine should wake up soon, too. Wipe your eyes with your cuffs immediately.

I can also see tears all the way through Mine's eyes, sleeping right there and keeping his eyes closed.

Long lashes move piquely and mine eyes open as they loosen up. Mine, who slowly moved his neck after a few blinks, seemed to notice me and grinned.

"Ah, Chief Cleric. Good morning."

I woke up. I get up softly, wiping my cuffs with tears that Mine still comes to zero. Mine in the long chair and I just got my gaze on me with my knees on the floor.

Mine grins with great joy as he narrows his still moist, swinging golden eyes.

"Thank you, Chief Cleric"

"What?

"As I lived here, my memories began to fade away."

Because it's magic equipment, you can clearly dig back buried memories, but people's memories are buried in years and everyday life. It's only natural that Mine's memory fades.

"... I didn't expect to be able to eat my mother's rice deliciously, and although in my dreams, I didn't expect to be able to apologize properly. I'm so happy right now. So thank you, Chief Cleric."

Even though Mine looked straight at me and thanked me, I couldn't find the words right away and didn't know what to say.

There are still complex Mine emotions nesting in me, and I don't even know what to say to calm my emotions that aren't my own.

"Um, Chief Cleric. Could it have conveyed all my emotions because I was in tune with my consciousness?

"It's only natural for it to happen, so there's no other way."

When I exhaled gently, Mine stood up completely.

"Chief Cleric, I'll give it to you."

"What? What are you talking about? What's a goo?

I don't know what I'm going to do, and I frown. Mine says to my neck, "Here's the thing." Gyu, "he said, stretching his arms and hugging him.

"Me, when I'm in a messy mood with these dreams, I get giddy and calm down. I have Lutz and my family, but the Cleric Chief doesn't have anyone to do it, does he? So be responsible, and I will do it for you."

Mine's slightly more adept voice echoes in my ear that solidifies in unexpected circumstances. "It's an extra favor," it was easy to peel, but I'm not even in the mood to do so. I'm really tired of my emotions.

I guess the mess I feel is the same with Mine. Mine's breathing is getting better and better as he clings to me.

He calmed down somewhat or weakened the force of his arm, which Ha and exhaled Mine were turning slightly around his neck.

"Hey, Chief Cleric. Will you use this magic equipment again? I also want to read books and eat Japanese food."

"I resolutely say no. It's the stirrups in tune with you."

Now it was time for me to rip mine off and remove my forehead magic gear. I'm not going to do so many emotional swings of tune.

Peeled off and turned down, Mine opened his eyes like he was shocked, "I won't give this back until you promise me you'll be in tune," he crouched with his head and took a position not to give him the magic equipment.

I'm angry with myself when I wonder if I've been swayed by such an idiot.

... Now, what should I explain to my lord about this fool?

Book madness that only thinks about the bottom of my heart, the book, so much so that I have no room to think about crime or evil. Finally, a troublesome being who has no sense of crisis, shame, or common sense about this one and doesn't know what to do if he takes his eyes off it. We need someone who can monitor and take care of this.

But it has so much magic over its lords and knowledge of a world with different advanced cultures that we don't know, and its value is unknown to the ceiling. If used successfully, as Benno has done so far, it will be a presence that will bring tremendous benefits to the land. At least there's no room to be taken.

"Hmm, enclosure is a must. Is it a book?"

"Huh? Will you be in tune?

I don't know where to ask, and I don't know if I will. I glanced down coolly at Mine's energetic weather face, which glistened my eyes and grabbed my cuffs, and I immediately took up my magic equipment.