After I went out through the front door of the inn, I stopped and looked back at Esther.
"Esther, is there somewhere you want to go?
"Yeah, I've never been to a village other than Surtoria, and I don't know, so I'll leave it to Marc."
I thought Estelle bent slightly while saying that, but she grabbed my hand. It's over the gloves, but the warmth is slightly conveyed. Though her mother, Stina, blew a lot into her, made her behavior suspicious, recent esters have come to connect naturally as before.
I'd appreciate it if it would calm me down rather than seeing the wacky ester. Better hold hands than be distanced by a cute girl. I'm old enough to get fucked.
Apart from that, where should we go? The Silver Globe Pavilion, the accommodation you are planning to stay in, faces a boulevard that leads from the gate, but the boulevard still leads there. Return to the way you came by carriage or go further than the inn...
"That's right... Let's take a look over there."
I looked up at Esther, pointing to the path of the person who had not yet passed, and immediately Esther said, "Yeah!" and shouted joyfully.
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Walk along the dry dirt road with Esther. Most of the houses were built along the road, but they were mixed with the houses and some shops looked dazzling.
One of them, a large basket of onions was lined up in the corner of an eight-hundred shop. There are also onions lined up in the store that contain small monkeys, so I wonder if they can't fit in the store at all.
According to a story I heard from Kazur, the village of Lev was thriving in agriculture, and among them the specialties were onions. The fields can be seen both inside and outside the village's fence, but most of them are onion fields.
If onions are a specialty, they won't sell much to the villagers even if they're sold in an eight-hundred store. In my previous life, I have heard that in prefectures where Mikan is a specialty, I rarely buy Mikan by myself because my neighbors and relatives share it.
While walking with that in mind, I felt like I was being watched by someone passing by on the road earlier. Are strangers that conspicuous? I heard there aren't many visitors to the village this season.
"Hey, Esther. Don't they think we're gonna make it?
"Oh, maybe that's it?
Esther put her hand on her long ear.... oh, yeah. I forgot because I was completely familiar with it, but long ears were so rare that I didn't see any of them in the town of Fathia. By the way, Kazur is a round ear.
I just want to say that it's rude to stare at people, but I also have a history of staring at Dwarf's Ney so much that she notices her gaze, and I can't tell you much about people.
"Esther, do you still feel sick about that?
"... hmm, if you've never seen anything before, you don't think you can help it... I went out to see things I couldn't see in the village. I'm not doing anything, so I don't feel bad about it."
Hmm, is that what this is all about?
Well, I didn't care about Ney, and Nicolas's face was good, so I often looked at her, but she said, "I'm too cute to help."
... maybe the women around me are just too mental. In fact, I don't usually settle down when I'm showing my magic face, even though I haven't done anything.
"Hey, Mark. More than that!
Esther pointed forward as she raised her voice as she blew off a little strange air. I can see a shop with a fragrant smell on it. A part of the shop's walls are pierced into squares and turned into a counter, so I don't have to go inside the shop to get reception.
Outside the store, a few children between the ages of 5 and 10 were hanging out eating something. It seems that this shop is a hangout for the village's children. As we approached the store, the children opened their eyes to strangers while still looking at them.
As she approached and looked inside, she saw a middle-aged aunt baking a number of longitudinal fabrics in the shape of a television remote control on an iron plate. It's like a cookie pancake or something like that in the middle.
The aunt who noticed us turned her face towards us without stopping.
"Welcome. Oh, you don't see that face, do you?
"Yeah, I'm on my way. Two of these, please."
"Ah, there's something cold in that basket, take it from there."
At the tip of her chin, there was a monkey with a small wooden bill written "Two iron coins per piece." Among them were five or six sweets baked in a tight color.
Two pieces of iron are quite cheap. It feels like about 20 yen. If such an affordable treat were sold, it would be a hangout for the children. Probably a sweet shop in the village.
When I try to get the money out of the pouch coin purse, Esther hurries up.
"Marc, I'll pay for it!
"All right, look, you've got extra income, right?
"But I'm older, and this is..."
The aunt who was watching such an exchange called out to us laughing.
"Hahaha, you're close. Oneechan, sometimes let your brother see something nice.
"The day before yesterday....! I see, that's what it looks like...."
Esther murmured as she dropped her shoulders. I suppose that's what it looks like. It's hard to be seen by an old friend. I paid for the gap where Estelle was soaking up, and I got two snacks.
"Come on, Esther, let's eat while you walk.
Esther nods with her long ears down to my joke.
"Yeah... Marc, you know, grow up quick, right? I'd appreciate it if you could reach my back."
Estelle is taller than a girl. Well, I'd like to grow up too, but I'm in trouble even if you ask me.
"I'll take care of it. Then why don't we eat over there?
When I give Esther the baked goods, I turn my foot back to the main street. --The children around the store surrounded us all at once.