Dream Life

Winter is here again. It's been a year and a little while since I've been here, and a lot's happened.

The first time I came to this village, I felt that it was like a happy paradise. The villagers looked happier than I could think of in the village of Thysek, where I grew up.

I felt irrational anger when I saw the happy smiles of the villagers.

My village of birth was poor and desperate to live. It was normal for a five-year-old to help with his work.

My father and mother lived desperately, with little laughter. The effort was also undamaged by demonic raids.

Neither did I. I couldn't afford to laugh in the village where I was born.

But I can afford to smile at the people here. I felt that was very unfair. That's why I think I learned to be angry.

After I got here, I started living with the Zacks who helped me.

Is Mr. Zach busy, we never had much face-to-face at first, but Mr. Mel and Mr. Sharon always cared about me.

But back then, I hated everything and thought I was the only one unhappy enough to pull it off. Yeah, it might be odd to say it in its past form, because it's still almost drawn to it now.

About a year after I came here, yes, this village was also attacked in the same season as when the village of Thysek was attacked.

Rosalie and Angie said it wasn't a big deal at first, but we knew it wasn't.

I heard voices not like training day and night, because there was usually no Mr. Walt and Mr. Molly in the mansion.

Still, Master Rosalie was forced to make a smile and inspire me.

"It's okay, Mr. Luna. The people of this village are really strong. It's a periphery around here, so this happens a lot. Seems a bit prolonged this time, but my husband said it was time to finish..."

I was indifferent to what was out there then.

Because I thought it was okay for demons to kill me. If I die, I can disappear from this world I hate so much. Besides, I was also thinking that maybe I could go back to Japan.

Still, when I hear the sound of battle, I remember a year ago. The unbroken bodies of the villagers come to my attention. So all I could do was block my ears like a little kid.

But when I heard about Mel, who showed me her face sometimes, I changed my mind a little.

Ms. Mel always talks to herself about what she thinks because I answer nothing.

"The battle is almost over. Then I can stay with Master Zach... that's all I need. That's all the fun...... I think Luna will find something fun soon too. Somehow..."

At that time, I thought, "It's the same as always." Because Mel really liked Mr. Zach and he always told me it was fun.

"Next time, I'll have Master Zach eat a new dish. Hehe, it's not a booze knob. Authentic cuisine. Even so, it's the dish that Master Zach taught me."

That's what I say and peruse my tongue. It seemed like another world thing, even though sometimes men scream outside in a pressing voice.

"Let's make it together next time. Cooking is fun. We have all the ingredients we don't have in a normal house here, and with Sharon it's easy to warm up or cool down..."

When I heard about cooking, I accidentally remembered when I was in Japan.

I liked to make sweets. Baking cakes and cookies, decorating them with whipped raw cream... that came to my mind abruptly.

(With that said, I haven't had anything to do for a long time. I didn't like bows that much either, and chatting with friends and going karaoke feels like they were just being flushed somehow... but I enjoyed making sweets...)

With that in mind, you thought you couldn't cook, and Mr. Mel peered into my face.

"Next time, I'll tell you."

Mel's face looked overlapping her sister's.

I had a sister. Of course, I'm talking about it in Japan.

I was three years apart, so I hadn't been to a distant college when I went into high school, but when I was in middle school, I was taught a lot about how to make sweets.

With that in mind, Mr. Mel's face seeped in somehow. That's because I was in tears.

I noticed that. Mr. Mel knelt down and hugged me.

Mr. Mel was a little sore because he was wearing armor, but I really felt like he had a sister.

"Let's make it together next time, shall we? Just think about the fun... forget the painful, just the fun..."

He was a gentle voice like his usual lullaby.

The power to cuddle accidentally loosened.

"It's my turn, and I'm coming."

That's what Mr. Mel stands up for.

I could only say "be careful" in a small voice, but it seemed like I could hear it well.

"Yeah, I'll be careful. I'll see you later."

Seeing that look, I thought the people here would never lose.

And late in the fourth night, I heard a loud cheer from under the hill.

As I thought when I saw Mr. Mel, the people here won.

That's when I somehow figured out how the people in this village could smile.

The people of this village are strongly bonded with the Lockhart family. I think we all got over it with our minds together.

The village of Thysek did not have it.

Sometimes there was no one to put it together, because it felt cold and exclusive to people from elsewhere, like my mother.

I was too poor to rub about food, so maybe I can't help it.

It seems like a lot of people came to help me after that. I was just being taken by my wife and Lady Rosalee to watch from behind, but it looks like thousands of people came.

I'm particularly surprised there were so many Dwarves. I saw a lot of Dwarves people at the Spring Festival, but this time I wondered if the Dwarves from all over the world had come together.

And when Dwarf comes, it's decided and it's a festival.

It's that festival, but it was all about surprises. I was also surprised by the number of people and the amount of alcohol, but the most surprising thing was that Mr. Zach's wedding took place.

That's on top of the two of you, Lydia and Beatrice...

Mr. Lydia is an elf, but a really pretty person. Clear white skin, golden hair, jade eyes, the most beautiful beauty I've ever seen, including when I'm in Japan.

Mr. Beatrice, the beast man, has eyes on his big body, but he's beautiful like I think he's a model in a cool way, but he's very sweet.

With that said, there are so many beautiful men and women here that I think it's in the movies.

Your wife feels like an actress with a bright feeling because she feels like a knight in everything, and her wife only looks like her twenties when she has a twenty or so year old named Master Rod.

That Rod is tall and cool, and his wife, Rosalie, is a real princess.

Mel feels like a healthy idol, and Sharon feels like a deep-window lady with white skin and big blue eyes that aren't tanned.

And Zach too......

The people in the village where I was, the man had a thick mustache and a tight hair, and the woman had a terrible sunburn in her bulky hair, and there was hardly anyone beautiful. My mother looked white and neat, but she always felt thin and dirty.

I don't have a bath, and I just have to wipe my body with a rag cloth wet with water.

Neither do I. My skin got a little white, but my face hasn't changed that much since I was in Japan. So it floats very much in this.

Even so, I haven't seen my face properly since I got here. There was no mirror in the village of Thysek. That's why I've only seen him on the water.

I feel skinny and poor, so I'm not even willing to compare myself to Serra the same year. Because she's so pretty, too.

I missed the point, but Mr. Mel and Mr. Sharon were also engaged to Mr. Zach.

I'm about five years older than I am now, so I should still be in high school in Japan. I wonder if it's as good as before I came into this world.

When I was in Japan, I was probably extra surprised because I never thought about getting married to a high school student.

When I said that, Mr. Zach would be the same, but that guy wasn't too concerned because he was somewhat calm.

The festival felt like an edge date and a wedding reception together.

Cheerful singing and a good smell of cooking, the sound of an instrument heard from nowhere.

Yet Mr. Zach and his men were in wedding costumes, in a beautiful carriage, to reveal themselves.

I really thought it was another world.

It's a different world than Japan, for sure, but that's not what I meant.

I only know this village and the village of Thysek, but I just thought so because it's completely different.

Mr. Mel seemed really happy.

My sister seemed happy to be getting married, and then I felt lonely. Besides, when I saw Mr. Zach's happy face, my chest ached just a little.

At the end of the festival, Mel taught me how to cook as promised.

There is no such thing as a microwave or gas stove in this world. Besides, I don't have a recipe book, and the scale "Hakari" is just like the scale I used in science class.

When I looked at it strangely, you thought I didn't know, Mr. Mel told me a lot.

"It's funny, isn't it? Weigh it with this. Here's how you put what you want to weigh on one side... this is what I bought at Doctus. Because you said you should have Master Zach. Truth is, you don't weigh in a normal house. But Master Zach doesn't know about it. Oh, I thought even Master Zach didn't know something... huhuhuhuhuhu..."

Then we made pork and vegetable stir-fry together. I think it's because it's easy for you.

After being briefly taught how to make it, he said, "If I try. It's fun," she said.

As I shake my head to the side, Mr. Mel speaks to Mr. Sharon, who was lying on the side.

"If we fail, we'll eat, so it's okay. Hey, Sharon?

"Yeah. I'm used to it because I failed a lot five years ago, too."

Mr. Sharon gave me a bowl with chopped meat and vegetables.

"Salt and pepper is this and this. I can hide some other dried small fish powder, but at first you'd better just make it with salt and pepper."

That's what I say. Pull oil in the frying pan.

I had no choice but to start cooking.

I had made it by the time I was in Japan, but it's not a gas stove, so it's hard to fire or subtract. I'm going to change the firewood location, change the frying pan distance, and aim for just the right amount of fire, but that's hard. Plus, it's not fluorinated, so it burns quickly. But that was fun.

I didn't care what was around me, I was waving a frying pan. When I first noticed, Mel and Sharon were surprised.

"I'm not good! Maybe better than me."

Mel praised me and I was a little happy.

After the dish was ready, I was even more surprised when I handed over the frying pan to taste a little.

"Really good..."

Mr. Sharon was taking a bite and squeaking like that.

"That smells good. Stir-fry? Which one," Mr. Zach said, entering the kitchen.

Put one in your mouth,

"Yummy! Yeah? That's not the usual taste of Sharon. Mel made it?

Mel said, "No, you're not. It was made by Mr. Luna," she explained with a smile.

Mr. Zach gave me a slightly surprised look and then gently stroked my head.

"Delicious. Season with salt and pepper, add or subtract just fine. Stir-fry any more and the meat will harden, and the water will come out of the vegetables too much to make them look watery. It's really delicious."

I was glad they said that and why.

It's really something I don't love about being alone later, but it seemed like a good time to live like this.

Then I started talking to Mr. Zach one by one.

"The stir-fry in the meantime was really delicious. That and the crisp and chilled lager go great together. I want you to make it again."

All I could do was snort small.

They talked to me another day.

It looked like he was making sparkling wine at that time, using magic in the corner of the kitchen away.

"This is how you freeze the neck of the bottle. Then slowly pull out the starch... so insert the cork with this tool... then use the wire to secure it. Funny, isn't it?"

That's what I'm saying, but I had no idea. But he sounds like he's having a lot of fun, so I was kind of having fun, too.

Mr. Zach, Mr. Lydia and Mr. Beatrice drink a lot at dinner. Even then, Mr. Zach talks to me a lot.

"The color of this red wine is beautiful."

That's what I say. I'll put it on the magic prop of the lights. You didn't think you could see well from me, and suddenly you took a seat and came beside me. And put your own face next to mine,

"It's this color. You're like Red Ball Ruby. It's a little purple, so I'm still young."

I don't think a normal country kid would know what color you're talking about like Ruby. Because even I've seen so much on TV and books that I've hardly ever seen anything real.

With that in mind, Mr. Beatrice spoke for my feelings.

"Ruby doesn't have to be noble, you don't normally see it. I'm as good as I've ever seen on a Mel ring."

Mr. Beatrice and all the others have a ring with a jewel on it. I don't know the details, but it's a different gem for all four of us, and it seems to match the color of your hair and the color of your eyes. I've had it shown to me before at the festival, but I don't really remember it.

"Right. It's hard to describe the color. Well, it's harder to describe the flavor..."

There's always something I think about at times like this.

I wonder what these people are doing.

Of course, I know you're from a noble house called the Lockhart family. But he was an adventurer when he helped me, and Mr. Zach and Mr. Lydia were healers, or doctors.

Those people are laughing fun at cooking and drinking stories.

Really strange people......

Those people are nice to me. I'm not sure why. When I'm alone, I think about it a lot, but I can only think of it as sympathetic to me.

But there's only one thing I feel.

That means I'm not one of these people's families.

Mr. Zach and his two wives, his two fiancées, are family, as is the other Dan. But I'm not. I always think they're different from these people.

I take that for granted.

Because I'm a Gentile from another world. Because I'm not like people in this world......

I wonder if someday I'll be able to have a family like these people.

Maybe I can't.

There's no one in this world who can really understand me...