Different Worlds Slow Life Beginning as a Blacksmith

Anne woke up during breakfast preparations. With sleeping eyes, everyone is helping me get ready for the morning.

My body is bigger than Helen's, but somehow I look like my last daughter.

I kept preparing breakfast for my big daughters.

"So you're gonna finish that one first, right?

"Oh."

In the hours after breakfast, I told everyone about my plans for the future.

"Anne's beds and building more rooms"

"You said you didn't need a new room."

"Hey......"

I scratched my head at Thermia's words.

Yes, I'm the one who said that I don't need an extra building because I don't have any more families. But the truth is that Anne has increased, and there is no guarantee that there will be no further increases in the future, and more importantly,

"Not to mention the rainy season, because it looks like you should have a storage unit in your house when it's raining a lot. So, if you're gonna make it anyway, just in case? You'd better be able to convert to a room, thinking about more residents, right?

"Yes, it is."

Deanna seems to have convinced me of my words.

"I think the assumption that there won't be any more residents is impotent."

It was Liddy who said it in a quiet voice. It also seems to contain something that is only slightly cold in the heart.

Besides, everyone nods loudly, and Anne, the last to come in that growing family, is grinning bitterly.

"Stay, well, anyway, let's keep the family using the guest rooms, and let's clean it up."

When I said that, it was very variable, but the voice of understanding returned and I began to prepare for the work.

It's an addition to the room, but at the end of the hallway there is now a terrace. So I can't stretch the new room over there. It stretches out to enclose the field and makes it a Co-shaped building.

I also heard Liddy's opinion on the sunshine in the field and decided to say that it would be better to open it on the south side and that it would be problematic.

If you go with even more with this, there is room for consideration as to whether to use the letter (b) or stretch it in another direction via the terrace, but if you surround it, the sunshine will just suck, so I think it will probably be a policy to build a separate building...... no, I don't plan to increase it though. I don't know.

And there were times when the number of people had grown up, and I decided to make a bed and a room at the same time.

The bed will be me and Liddy, Anne, everyone else in the room - Samya, Rike, Deanna, Helen, and Krull and Lucy. Lucy's role is Cheer Girl (Cheer Wolf?) But.

"Everyone's better at building a room than I am."

"That's right."

He hugged Lucy, who Deanna could still hold, and sighed as she refilled her moffs.

Even when I wasn't around, we built Helen's room and the next time it was Anne's, and even before that, we had Thermia and Riquet build their own room, so it's way above me in experience.

"I asked for it anyway"

"Oh, leave it to me."

So it is Thermia who makes the rickets. I stroked that head with gasp and took our job.

Next time it's Anne's room, there's already a bed in there. Nevertheless, I make a new one because it doesn't have to fit into an existing bed, but it's still slightly smaller.

As I cut out the wood for the bed,

"That said, the guest beds are a little big, but how'd it go?

When I heard, Anne looked embarrassed,

"It feels critical..."

I replied. It was always late to wake up, maybe that didn't sleep well. You did something wrong.

Short-term stays will be tough if we don't know how long ahead of us, even if we can stand them.

We're going to rebuild it anyway, and it's bright and white that we should make it suitable for our bodies.

"So, do you make mess extravaganza? Even though it's a fine place with a palace lid."

"Let the palace and legs also include a skillful sculpture of the elves"

"Don't do that. I'm interested in elf sculpture, and I'm interested in Eizo's palace lidded, but don't..."

We interact like that, laughing at all three of us, and we move on with the saw.

"But you can still cut a rare blacksmith's saw well."

Anne said as she took a serious look at the saw cutting out the material. It is the "too cut and disgusting (Thermia talk)" one in the example.

"A rare generation..."

"I think I would normally want all the wood grinding around the world just for this?

"I'm not putting this quality thing out there."

If it's a "luxury model," I'm still not willing to put a "special order" out there, even if it's a saw.

If anyone wants it, it's about getting here on your own. I'm not willing to bend it because it's a condition I'm demanding from the Emperor of the Empire.

"I know, I know."

Anne saw with a bitter smile,

"You sure are disgusting, like Thermia said."

Now I said that with a laugh.