Free Life ~Record of the Struggle of a Different World General Merchant~

"Miggy!"

"Yes, sir."

"Hidaly!"

"Yes, sir."

"Towchaku!"

"Right."

Bright Orphanage The youngest lillard on his shoulder and goes to the washroom to wash his face. When this lizard girl comes along, she wants to ride on people's shoulders... You mean I'm the victim today? Well, it's so tiny, it's light.

"Ducko! Ducko!

"Wait a minute."

Close to the sea, the city only comes out with salt water even if it digs wells, so there is a sewer that carries true water from afar. However, the more each household faucet twisted on the boulder, the less advanced the technology has become.

For this reason, from the square water pumping yard set up at regular intervals, every morning I draw water and store it in a large bottle... yeah, the water bottle by the sink is full. Men around the elderly Bear can still count on you at times like this.

"Here, wash your face."

"Bashabasher!"

Draw water from a large bottle and leave it in the sink. I'll hold Lillard before then, and he'll wash his face with momentum.

I think you can put it on the floor, but you're unhappy that you can't do the same thing as everyone else, this guy wants to do it in the sink. That's why I need a clerk to lift him up.

Come on, Lillard. At the very least, it should arrive with some more (d) 10cm. At breakfast today, do you want me to drink more milk... or do I break my stomach?

"Moyo!"

"Yes, sir."

I'm going to smack him with a petite tail on his ass. Seems like I've washed my face enough already. Put down the hand you were putting aside, and I'll put your foot on the floor.

And when I wiped my wet face with a towel, I ran away. Damn, the kids are fine......

If you've come this far, I'll wash my face. Rinse the remaining water with both hands and wash your face appropriately. The towel... well, you can use Lillard around. It's not that wet.

"Oh, hey."

"Hmm? Carl, good morning"

An elderly Carl is taking the younger seven-year-old trio (Cyril, Bardo and Theo) to the dining room. Apparently, it's almost breakfast. Don't go, Yumi won't mess with you. Let's go.

I went straight to the dining room to join Carl and hang the seven-year-old trios in my arms.

"Polidge again today……"

"... anything?

"Yeah, nothing"

Even today the orphanage breakfast is grain polidge (porridge). Well, it sure would be healthy and purse-friendly...... uhh, I haven't wanted rice in a long time. No matter how much you eat, you're powerless.

"Stop by the pavilion this evening, Yumi."

"... I don't mind"

All right, it's settled! White rice this evening! Cooked rice in a bowl, and baked fish because it's winter. Plus, let's add pork juice and shallow pickles of leaves.

No, wait, my hand is pickled in Nanban... If it's Nanban, I like Chicken Nanban. I prefer Mampuku Pavilion's because it takes both sweet vinegar and tartare. Mmm, troubling......

"Hey, what's going on?

"Hmm? It's about the diner."

Theo sits on my lap, leaning his neck and asking.

I said, "Meh. What?

"Mm-hmm. A restaurant... Unlike a stall, it's a place where you can eat inside."

A child about this age says, "Why? What?" he asks all the time. If even the kid can't explain it so he can tell, he'll say, "Why? What?" Repeat. If you're in a stall, it's on a boulevard near here, so you know.

"Is that where you eat today?

"Oh, yeah"

"Me too?

"Me too?"

Theo and the always stuck Cyril and Bardo also expressed interest, leaning against my lap and asking.

"No, I'm not. It's just me and Yumi."

"" "Why -!?

"" "Shurui!!

Whew!? When did we get together, the other little ones are here. No, sloppy... 'Cause come on...

"Me and Yummy are here until after lunch today, right?

"" "Yeah ~ ~ ~ ~!?

No, you knew that, didn't you? Now, no one is surprised except the little ones. The elderly guys said, "It's been so long. It's early," he said, smiling slightly.

"Kum, kum"

"No, I'm not saying goodbye... don't look like that"

"Yader!"

"Let's live together forever! Hey, hey!"

"That's not how it works..."

"Why? Hey, why!

I thought I didn't know how many times it would be while appropriately embellishing the little ones who repeat why. Namely:

(Mr. Rudos, come back soon!

and.

"Guys! I'm home!

"Grandma!"

"Welcome back!"

"Uh-huh... oh-oh..."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I've been away so much... sorry, guys"

After lunch, on schedule, a luxurious carriage of unicorns arrives in the front yard of the orphanage.

Mr. Rudos jumps off the carriage and does an inspiring face-to-face with the children without even trying to wipe tears. Children hugging their motherly sisters as they cry. Until earlier, you said to me, "Don't go! I can't imagine them turning around."

Well, Mr. Rudos is more important than I am. Oh, my God, we're a family living together in an orphanage. The return will be a pleasure.

This won't be a problem for me to leave. I felt a little sorry for myself, but, well, here's the thing. I knew you meant your mother was the best.

"Thank you for a week, Takahiro"

Mr. Rudos, dressed in his brand new white priestly clothes, comes down with a peppered head, whether he has finished embracing the children all the way through.

"Oh, no, it was easy."

It was really messy, though! Do it, I'm pissed, I'm hungry, I'm playing, I'm playing, I'm playing! My own time? Ha ha, what's that? It was like a week.

Still, he said, "It was tough! No, these guys are just handy kids..." What I don't say is a social dictionary. Guess what, Mr. Rudos sneered at me and forced me to work.

"I can't believe it's easy...... hehe, that must have been tough, huh? All my children are very energetic."

"Ha..."

The kids are still choking around. Avoid making explicit statements to avoid causing unnecessary disturbances. Instead laughing and deluding is Japan Quality!

"Well, then it's time for us to spare you"

"Oh, yes, thank you very much."

I keep my head down and try to get out of here without any real scruples... but again, there are those who don't want to miss me...

"Where are you going!?

"You can't leave!!

"Wow...!

Little ones and wonks will see their arms and feet and let me go. Yumi was similarly stranded in every part of her body, remaining upright immobile.

"Here, here, you guys! Stop it!"

"" "Yay!!

"What..."

When Mr. Rudos enters the stop, strengthen the arm he has turned......! And it's tight! Carotid artery crap......!

"Hey, you guys, let go...!

Jean, the eldest brother, leads the way, and so do the elders. But if you take one off, the other chicks will get wrapped up, and if you take that off, the other chicks won't...

Still, we can't beat the difference between numbers and forces. At last, Mr. Rudos and the elderly guys pulled off the messy little ones with tears.

"Go Yadder!! Ugh!"

"Taka, go quickly! I'll do something about it!

"Ooh, sorry Nina!

And I took on a little bit of a shame about Yummy and left Bright Orphanage behind to escape. Throw on my back is the crying of the little ones... this is the end of my week-long orphanage life.

Later on, I found out that rumors had been circulating about "getting hammered and beaten out" for a while among the aunts in the lower district who were taking Yumi and watching him rush off? Damn, disrespectful......

"... lonely, is it?

"Hmm?

I also finished eating at the pavilion in Mampu, and it's been a long time since I've had tea or anything to relax at home. Rarely, Yumi has spoken from herself.

"I miss you, what?

"... because I haven't had this quiet time in the past week"

"Oh, you know what?"

Sure, this past week, someone's been following me around all the time. There was a cry in the house, and the little ones ran all over it. In comparison, this house is quiet. As long as the soundproofing is tight, if no one talks, there will only be firewood bursting in the fireplace.

"Well, maybe I'm lonely compared to that one"

I couldn't help but look after the kids, but when I finished, I missed them. I don't know if it's a handheld bump or something...... I also feel like it's just a little short for someone's weight to feel on my body.

Well, I'll get used to it later. It was always just this guy and Ni, and I lived relaxed. What, any life is a long and short one. I'd rather have a quiet life over here...

"... Really? Now let's have a child."

"Buuuuuuuuuuuu!?!? Oh, my God, what are you talking about?

What are you talking about? I sprayed the tea that was just in my mouth like a mist, and I even refluxed it to my trachea. Keep me coughing up with the gehon gehon, the head screw flies away one way or the other and the maid like that goes on.

"... children in the Bright Orphanage cannot be taken as adopted children because they are baptized by God. Then we'll have to make our own. This will make you less lonely."

"So why does that happen!?

Put your hand on Yummy's shoulder, looming with no expression, and try to push it back. But this squid maid doesn't try to pull it off. A kid? He's a guy like you, full of hands, and you think that's gonna increase? Yes, I don't want to!

"... let's have a child. That's for your husband."

"Say no!"

Also with Yumi trying to get close, a decisive attack... it was thought to prolong, "I don't want a kid! You're all I need! When I said," Out of the way, honestly pulled me off. "Damn, I don't know what this guy thinks...