Another earthquake.
I wonder if there's a guba rampage somewhere. Cut the boiled noodles in a cup of hot water and face them.
A week has passed since the watermelon turtle incident, and this is the third earthquake we've had.
Even so, it's not a big shake, and even if you estimate the seismic intensity two, it's also a short time to shake at three.
My place is in a home protected by my land, so even in the event of a major earthquake, shaking is reduced.
So every time I shake, I think it might be a big earthquake, and I'm checking on the outside. Just in case.
That's why I put the cup-baked noodles by the kitchen once and move them upstairs to the terrace.
"Looks fine. But"
The southern skies are more and more cloudy.
Winds rarely blow from south to north in the prairies. They say it's a mountain range to the south, so it's something that's going to blow down winds, but they're not.
Judging by the short experience we've had here, it seems that winds blow from west to east, just like in Japan. Of course there are exceptions.
Judging by the movement of the wind, it would be unlikely that that black cloud would come this way.
Well, even if it rains heavily, I'm not in trouble myself.
But farms and ranches can't say that either, so it's a pleasure to have mild weather.
"What if you eat a grilled noodle in peace?"
Both Waggan and Titania are out at work today.
I wonder if I'll roll out to the ranch after this.
Imagine the Moffmoffs hanging out on the ranch with non-billies and grass and their mouths loose.
Oh, rumors.
Light blue and bright red Coosie run with a cobolt on her eyes.
Fine. Coosie.
I want to take a ride too. It's not like my dog... but it's a dog lover's dream to be able to ride a lookout wolf or something.
How long have you been a doggie?
No, no, no. I'm still a cat.
But Coosie's moffiness becomes a habit as much as it blows up like that.
Waving at Coosie, the cobolt on board waved back at me.
Mm, oh, come here.
They have good eyes. You don't look like me, but you must be seeing my face clarity from the other side.
If you're coming, I have to pick you up... so when I get out of my house, just two Coosies arrive next to the terrace on the ground floor.
The cobolts I was riding were two familiar people - Waggan and Jilba.
"You were letting me take a walk?
"There's that too. But I thought I'd report it to Fujichima."
"Oh, really? I don't mind at night."
"I have something to worry about. Better during the day."
"Okay."
"I'd like a park from here. Follow me."
"Whoa!"
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Releasing Coosie to the water field for the pigeon, the three of us sat on the bench in front of the fountain.
"Will you check the southern skies from the sights there?
When I sat down, I bowed my head as if Wagan was sorry.
Did you think I should have said it before I sat down?
But there's no need for that.
"When the earthquake struck earlier, the southern sky was confirmed. It was more cloudy than ever."
"Well, let's keep talking about it."
What Wagan tells us was a fairy tale passed down among the beasts.
It is repeated several times that the sky is cloudy and that a small sway of the earth occurs. He said this was a sign before the catastrophe began.
"A catastrophe... a major eruption or something?
Surely the Wagans must have come to the prairie after being chased by the Dragon Man.
The dragon men who lived in the mountainous areas entered the wasteland inhabited by the beasts as a result of the volcanic eruption.
The dragon men seem to prevail over the beast men, and now the dragon men who have left the beast men live in the wasteland.
"If Fujima says so, it could be a major eruption. The legend doesn't tell you exactly what's going to happen."
"I see."
"It may be something that conveys the coming of beings equal to a god like Gbaa, or it may break the earth"
"I hope Samarkand doesn't suffer..."
Give me your eyebrows. We looked at each other.
At the same time, I sigh and laugh unexpectedly.
If it's a fairy tale, why don't you ask the crow?
Even potato chips should be fed. You talk.
"Make sure you see the southern sky from the sky as well"
Wagan said so and went back to the ranch across Coosie with Jilba.
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That's why it's a terrace upstairs from home.
There's a crow and pigeon feeding ground here.
The pigeon feeding ground is an outpost (for once, the pigeon's address is the park), but since the crow started eating here, the pigeon hasn't been going to the park much.
The crow is showing a reluctant bare gesture against the pigeon, but how come these guys are close?
"It hurts!
"You were thinking weird."
This is it if you're caught off guard.
I was replenishing the bait, and it caught my eye that the crow was flying.
I thought it would land right around a bucket of water, but it came over my head.
So, he was poked with a sharp mouth.
"Crows, I have snack treats like potato chips"
"That's obviously suspicious. Well, if it's potato chips, I'll ask."
"Potato chips and ingredients are slightly different, but they are equally fried treats in oil"
"Whoa?"
Apparently, the crow attracted interest. He came down from my head to my shoulder.
Here's a word of restraint. This wins.
"Not only that, it's in the shape of a morsel... it hurts"
"I don't like bugs."
"Yeah..."
The pigeon guy even said, "Yikes! Panese" or something like that.
Aren't the pigeons and crows the same creatures?
"Don't make it the same. Well, for now, serve that snack treat."
"You complain and you eat."
"That's better, isn't it? Isn't there something you want from me?
Do you see everything?
For once the crow is still a great wise man. Unique.
Whoa, it's about time. I don't know about it, but I think the crow is peeking into my heart.
If you don't stop around here, they'll stick you up again.
"Eh."
"Hey, what is it? It's like that tongue punch."
"It's my fault. So, what about snack treats?
"This way."
Open the chest and show the crow the silver wrapper.
I asked him to open it right away, so I threw a party and put him on the bench.
"It doesn't taste bad. But not as good as potato chips."
"This snack treat is quite a long-selling product, too."
"Long seller?"
"Oh, no, we're talking about this one. So, I wanted to ask you something."
"Ooh."
Force him to modify the conversation he tried to make in a weird direction and ask the crow.
"There's been an earthquake lately, what does that have to do with the cloudy skies in the south?
"There is."
Swallow the whole morsel-shaped snack confectionery and the crow returned a light answer.
"Is the earthquake caused by a volcanic eruption?"
"Whoa, you think about it right sometimes, too. It's always a blur."
Makes the crow's teeth stick their mouth to an undressed narrative, but it makes them a little happy. Really just a little bit.
In a way, crows are the only ones who see my essence as it is. A little pigeon too...... I'm full of madness and I'm not sure.
Everyone else thinks I'm a wise man because I'm big and small, and I get a lot of mistakes.
I'm not willing to blow my shallow mind, but I wonder if it's a bad idea to have this kind of interaction with a crow once in a while.
"Does that mean there is an intermittent fine eruption"
"I'm pretty sure the volcanic ash is up. I don't know if there's a lava eruption going on."
"Hmm, is it a live fault or something..."
"" Live Fault "? Never heard of it, is it the cause of the volcano or something?
"Yeah, it's one of the possibilities,"
"Oh, you came from another world. The volcanic factor in this world doesn't come from a" live fault. "
"Oh?"