Blooming in Different World is a Lily Flower

Miyako had a dream.

Special Skills [Thousand Eyes] - Its manifestation, predictive dreams.

Oh. It's - it's going to be a very good day.

When I woke up, it was a world of muscle pain.

"Come on..."

Miyako groans in bed.

Even though he was nineteen years old, he lacked exercise. It was tight for Miyako to work in the garden for a day.

Seriously, it's not good to be able to move. Nineteen years old.

Feet, puffy. Super painful.

"Ugh, breakfast, breakfast"

I move to the kitchen to literally crawl to try to plant breakfast before the hookah wakes up.

Then.

It's too late, Miyako.

"Oh, Fuuka!?

It was a hookah with an apron in his dress that was spinning the pot in the kitchen.

Carefully wrapped a triangular scarf around his head. It is The Family Medicine Look. Modest and cute.

"Wow, that's cute, Fuuka! But you're not asleep yet and you're okay?

"The Hamilton family broke their name, like sleeping for two days in a row."

"eheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheh,

When the muscle aches are often forgotten and the table is put on, the hot soup will be placed in front of you shortly.

"I cooked it myself. Eat thanks!

"Ugh, here you go!

Squeeze with a spoon and carry it to your mouth.

…………

…………

It didn't taste good. There was none at all. It was tasteless.

Soup utensils are potatoes only.

Well, I guess I didn't add vegetables or seasonings like the stock.

"Hey, I'm just not feeling well."

"Yeah......... Fuuka, it's delicious"

"There's no cooking book here."

"Next time, let's go to the village bookstore."

Fuuka is a lady of the Count Hamilton family.

I guess I was never born this way to cook or anything.

I was glad that you took the morning time to sift your arms for Miako.

Pugh, I love the fact that it swells my cheeks but also eats the tasteless soup properly.

And.

"This fresh flower is lovely."

"Well, it's the lady's favorite."

"Oh well. Glad to hear it."

Small vase on the table.

The rose flowers that Miyako gave to Fuuka are growing in the carriage.

Somehow that was asexually delightful, and Miyako drank up the tasteless soup with a smiley face.

"Yes, Fuuka. Let's take a bath in the afternoon."

"... I'd like to sweat quickly."

Post-dinner tea brewed for me by Fuuka (this is, so yummy!) Miako said as he fumbled.

Disgruntled, Fuuka protests.

"Eh, this is what I saw in my [Chili Eye]..."

Miyako whispers in silence.

The hookah snorts and throats. Foresight with a thousand eyes - what the hell, what?

"Around lunch today, the pedestrian is coming ~ ~ Shh!!! Hiccup!!!

"Seriously, I was an idiot."

"What!? It's important, big time! 'Cause you're allergic to all the ingredients you save. We can refill the ingredients!

"I'm with you on all the ingredients. There won't be any pies or cakes in this country."

"Not the same. Yikes! The rice in the Attica region is delicious."

"... Ma. I'll take care of it if you say so."

Phew, and Huka sighs.

If you think of this morning's tasteless soup, you should leave the meal to Miyako.

It's very different from the King's Mansion, where everything was eaten if you want.

Was Miyako's word "make me happy" a big deal?

"Yeah. Bye, Fuuka. I'm going to work alone!

"Huh? The garden was cleared yesterday, right?

"Eh, this land is farmland that our parents have when no one to manage it anymore. I borrowed it because it was just right for the safe house, but because of it, I was thinking about taking care of it."

So.

"Today... I'll play field grasshopper!

In conclusion.

Grasshopping with muscle pain was impossible.

"Come on. - Enough, I got a leg lift!

Every time I kneel, I get a severe pain in my ankle and back.

It has been an hour since the start of the work, but the grasshoppers have not advanced a tenth of the small fields.

"Haha, I'm on my feet - Yikes!

and cheeks, and Miyako wipes the sweat. The back hair of the three braided black brown hair sticks to the neck muscle with sweat.

I sat in a chair I put out at the end of the shade, and I can't see him from earlier if the hookah that was staring at this one got tired of it either.

Today is the second day.

It's only the second day, and that's true. Two weeks... considering the deadline of 14 days, it can also be called the "second day".

"Hmm. I don't know if I hit him bad"

When it's blurry.

A loud voice sounded.

"Damn, I can't watch you!

"... Fuuka!

Look, that's where I was standing.

It was a hookah in a work outfit that Miyako and I had prepared for a lot.

Check shirt on camel colored overalls.

The sleek dark hair is tied to the ponytail.

Cute!!!

"Yay!!!

"Hey, stop hugging me with all your strength. Whoa!? Dirt."

"It's not a dress, I'm fine!

"I mean, what's wrong with muscle pain?!? Because I'm trying to help."

"Eh heh, Fuka, when I saw you, you blew it! Thanks for your help. You're so sweet."

"Oh, that!," said Fuuka.

To sum up what I talked about...

"It just seemed kind of awesome to see Miyako grasshopping unnecessarily. Wow!

That's what I meant.

"Come on, I'll just clean up. Yikes!

"Ugh."

The sun came straight up, and I turned on my lunch.

The grasshopper in the small field was generally cleared.

Okay, lunch.

Soon, a pedestrian will come.