Buy the Land And Cultivate in Different World

I'm a fashion leader.

Somehow, Batty is bringing in new people.

The clothing sector has long been left to the talent of Batty alone, but if she marries and puts herself in the field of pregnancy and childbirth, there is a problem with leaving her alone.

So it's finally time for the team to make clothes.

The Goblins helped me when I was out of hands.

On the other hand, I have the feeling that you didn't transition to a team system sooner, but we'll do our best to help Batty find a new way out.

Speaking of which, it's a greeting.

I can't let my husband show his face to new farm dwellers.

Hello, hello, hello.

First of all, I thought I'd make a casual appearance.

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"I know more about the value of sewing machines than you do!! At least 100 people can be used for bartering!!"

"Aaaaaahhhhh!! This is the place!! This is the home of the [Farm]!? I dreamed of ahhhhhh!!"

……

As soon as I put my face out, I was caught in the chaos.

What's going on?

Battie is in a spectacular fight with her sister.

Next to it, a young lady who doesn't know this is in tears.

I stood dumbfounded on the side, and there were two young people.

What the hell is going on?

What the hell is this?



I needed to change the scene to calm down.

I will ask you to introduce it again.

First of all, Batty, who is in charge of making clothes for the familiar me.

That sister Fullleti. He is said to be a designer at a famous fashion brand in the Demon Capital.

Three young men brought in by the person's introduction.

First of all, Sharantia was the girl who had been crying with emotion until just now.

Men's Kito glasses with a sloppy appearance.

And the girl who hadn't spoken so far was Amarillis.

"Well, I'm dedicating these three to you. I've heard that you can give me a sewing machine instead."

"I didn't promise you that."

It's human trafficking, isn't it? Stop it.

Furleti-san's request was fierce, and he felt that he would be relieved if he didn't bring back the sewing machine.

However, since we categorically refuse to admit human trafficking, we won't accept it.

"Well, I'm the owner of this farm." If you're in trouble because you're going to be the greatest guy here, just tell me. I'm going to make sure you have a good time at work. ”

Then get the sewing machine!

"That's enough."

I pulled Mr. Fulleti, who followed me with everything, and I turned to the remaining three.

All are young, but faceted with three people, three leaves.

As a farm that has welcomed many young gates so far, I have the impression that "there is another guy who seems to be ready for teeth".

"Um... can I ask you something?"

What is it?

A man with glasses who seems to be particularly clever among the three of them says:

If this is a saint's farm, is it true that you are a saint?

"What? What do you mean?"

The momentum of Charentea next to it caused the child to react.

"Don't you know!? About the farm of saints that are being rumored all over the world!?"

“I'm not interested in anything other than fashion”

"You can't survive in the fashion industry unless you know a little bit about the world!" A magical hideaway somewhere in the world! No one has ever made it, but if you go there, you'll get any treasure! Yes, it's comparable to everything in the world!! "

Is that what you're saying?

The rumors come and go intermittently, but I feel like it's the first time I've heard them in person.

Our farm is treated like a geranium, but it's nothing like that.

There is no thanksgiving, nor any treasure.

If there is one, it is a precision sewing machine.

Is this good?

"Um, Batty generally made the clothes for me to wear on the farm until now, but she's going to be so busy that she can't just take my work away. So I called you to help me. Thank you very much."

"Yes, why are you so busy?"

"I'm getting married."

Battie.

Then someone opened their eyes and sent their gaze to "!?".

This is Batty's sister, Fulleti.

"What do you mean? I didn't ask."

"I didn't say that."

"Who are you marrying? Kanabun around here?"

"Why are you marrying a bug?" A colleague of the Demon King's army, heir to the nobility. "

"Kichette!!"

Onee-san makes some strange noise!?

I'm scared!?

"Even though I'm still single, you're still connected to such a fine property! Ohhh!? Don't you think I'll protect you until your sister gets rid of it first!?"

"Why do I have to wait in Temeye's turn!" If you do that, you won't be able to marry for life!! "

"What do you mean ahhhhh!!"

The ugly sister Gengka willfully shut her out of sight.

And focus only on promising young people.

“Batty is working on her own wedding dress, and at the same time, she's making three sets of dresses for couples who will be celebrating the ceremony at the same time. I need your support because she's getting so tired."

"Haha, I get it!!"

The girl who replies first is Charentea, who seems to be advancing with nothing but momentum.

"It seems like a dream to be able to work in the" Farm "you admire!" I'm so glad I got away from the Mixed Spider! This is definitely better than the other side!! "

It sounds like you're making some kind of in-lawed statement, but I guess that's okay.

As for the full-scale work to be done from the next day, I hope it will be a welcome farm guide today.

Sewing machines are not the only treasures on the farm!

I see... if they're happy about the clothes...

How about this one?

"What is it? That's ahhhhhhh!?"

What I took out was a pure white fabric with a pale sparkle.

The smooth texture was a characteristic of silk.

“It's silk. It's still the best thing in the world that can only be made on a farm!”

"This meticulousness...!" The smoothness of the touch...! The fabric used in the "Farm" garment was made here......!? "

Yeah, that's right.

The silkworm monster I found in the dungeon spits out the thread and weaves it into fabric after spinning.

It was mainly the goblins who handled the textiles.

"This is ordinary silk that has dropped its grade, but if the evolution of the Kongo silkworm on our farm spits the thread seriously, it will turn into Kongo silk that will reverse all magic"

"What is it!? The incredible work of [Farm] is supported by the farm itself!!"

By the way, the wedding dresses that Batty and the others are going to wear are made of vajra silk.

This is a farm tradition, and wedding dresses are always made of vajra silk.

The same was true of Astareth's dress, as well as Grashala's puffa, lamp-eye, and prati wedding dress.

It is the fate of "so that I can be a bride who can repay any difficulty".

"There's more!" Yes, I'll show you the Elves' Workshop! They also make ceramics and wooden statues that are of artistic value!! "

It must also be a reference for clothes making.

Let me show you how to face each other as well. Leave the sisters who are fighting over bone and flesh alone.

As I was guiding them, I ran into another nuisance.

The Dwarves were visiting the Elf Workshop again.

These two races are in great conflict with each other in art theory at all times.

"Oh, saints! You've come to a good place!" Today I'm going to persuade the stinking elves about the new stretch! Please be present! "

"That's my line!" Now is the time to prove the foolishness of a dwarf who relies on his minions! True beauty is something that lives in nature!! "

Go ahead.

I don't know if their young, innocent sensibilities would be similarly distorted if I witnessed their stirring up controversy.

We must retreat here in secret and preserve their young sensibilities!

"Where are you going, saint!" Oh, the young people over there look so creative! I'll tell you a good story! "

"Such a young talent is worthy of our elf's theory of natural art!" If you're under the influence of a dwarf from a young age, you'll become a mere miniature craftsman! "

Yeah, don't let these girls get away with it!

If you want to develop your theory, at least have a discussion amongst yourselves!

This place might have been extremely dangerous for them, young and soft sensibilities.



After completing all the errands, Mr. Furleti as prime minister returned.

"No, no, no! I don't want to go home with my sewing machine!!"

It was hard to drive them back.