When the spring wind blows, the snow melts quickly, and the snow disappears from the grasslands that would have been a pure white snow scene if I noticed it... In the brown dead grass wet with the snow melting water, a new sprout of the green grass begins to emerge.
Then Arner looked at it and said a word.
"It's the beginning of a new year!
That said, I began to prepare a banquet to celebrate the New Year in such a hurry.
In the kingdom, I spent a year following the calendar set by stargazing scholars, but in this meadow, it seems to set a calendar, not a calendar, but something like a natural... calendar due to the shift in the scenery of the meadow. If the snow accumulated in winter melts and sprouts emerge, it seems that a new year will begin and become a new year.
Those who ate grass, such as Maa, would be more pleased than anyone with the advent of the new year and spring.
I ate hay and grass cheese all winter.
It seems to be delicious, nutritious and not complaining... Still, the taste of the freshly grown, soft, and fresh grass is exceptional, and the texture of eating it while biting off the grass grown on the ground is exceptional... there seems to be something unbearable.
As soon as I saw the new buds that had just begun to grow, I rushed out and still grew only sparsely. I ate them... bit by bit, put them in my mouth, and slowly ate them in the spring sun, with my eyes narrowed and my ecstasy expression floating... I can still enjoy the taste and texture.
The expression looks so happy, because it seems to be too delicious to eat, so I want to eat it as well... but I remember what I tasted last year, and I remember that it was already a terrible taste, and I return to me.
"... only Maia, the horses and White Gees can enjoy the taste of grass."
It's past lunch after lunch.
I went out to the meadow with Maya, and she could eat with peace of mind, and she was muttering to herself while watching her surroundings... and there came a group of dogs with horses and white-gies.
The horses also want to eat freshly grown sprouts, they are eating green grass very hard... I wonder if White Gees should be able to eat them, they don't distinguish between sprouts and dead grass, anyway, they are eating what is around them as they should.
Male White Gee and female White Gee are lined up, and they look very friendly... Female White Gee's stomach is very swollen and is about to be born.
White Gee's baby, who thought she'd be born in the winter, was still in her stomach like that... and I was a little worried it wouldn't be too late for anything, but it's common for White Gee to give birth.
It seems like White Gee with a relaxing personality... Mother White Gee doesn't seem to care about her heavy stomach at all, and eats grass with her breathtaking face... somehow, when she comes here, a feeling of respect even springs up.
... yes, speaking of childbirth...
"Hey, how many geese have you got?
You've been giving birth for a long time, haven't you?
I thought of something and I asked... the Dogs put their hands on their cheeks and turned their necks back.
"Well, I'm sure... I think there are about 20 of them, including the hinnas.
I wonder if it would have been nice to cover the cabin with a mayer cloth and keep it warm. Even if it's cold, everyone is fine, and they're laying more and more eggs... the hinna that was born in the first place is getting quite big... it feels like it's no longer a hinna anymore. "
"Oh, oh... so many already?
If I increase it a little more... I might be able to eat it as meat "
And when I say so, the Dog Clan shines its eyes... and makes a loud noise in its mouth.
"Then you have to do your best to take care of him!
We need more and more energy!!
When I thought I made a noise, I started screaming and swinging my tail.
If the number grows a little more and the hinnas become adults and lay eggs... it might be good to try one or two for meat.
If White Gee's baby is born, she will be able to share some of the milk, and then she will be able to make various dairy products... and the table will be more luxurious.
If you think so, I want to help you take care of the geese, or I want to work hard for the meat... but I don't think I can help you until there are a lot of tasks I have to do, such as setting up a new yarn, changing the yurt cloth, raising the soil in the field, and cleaning the reservoir.
I have to help Arnah prepare for the banquet that is going on, and I have to match the armor that the Narbants are making... No, I'm not busy at all.
Still, in the recent village of Ilk, the division of roles has progressed, and each jurisdiction has become clear... there is a passage that says that various things have moved away from me, or that even if I don't move with this, I have no problem moving forward.
For example, Ellie is in charge of business, neighborhood interactions, and money management, and Emma and Hubert are in charge of the wilderness and the paperwork to be delivered to King's Landing, and Klaus is in charge of the gates and the construction of the streets that seem to have begun… I am not involved in them at all, and even if it is reported on the details, I honestly don't understand it.
I left the Mayan cloth and the Mayan grandmothers to the dogs... and I barely understood the details of the nearby area, such as the amount of Mayan hair harvested, the amount of Mayan cloth produced, and the amount of geese eggs harvested.
Still, the village of Ilke is moving without any problems, and we are able to live our days without any problems... After a year, the village of Ilke, which is one year old, has grown up again, and I feel like I have moved on to the next stage.
Nevertheless, we still don't have enough manpower, we haven't lost all of our business... we're far from finishing the village.
From now on, there will be more villagers... how happy it would be to have more residents, to be able to cooperate with each other, and to make everyone's life easier...
That's my goal as a lord... I guess it's the ideal place to aspire to.
For the second year, I tried to work hard again... I decided to work harder than ever, and I was filled with motivation to come out from the bottom of my heart... and then Francis and François smiled and called out to me.
"Meh, meh, meh."
"Mahn, mahn, mahn"
Then, before I could decipher the word, the canine clan that had loved the word earlier raised its voice.
"Ah, that's right!
The new year means that everyone in the village is one year old... and it's been two years since Diaz and Arna-sama got married!
No, I'm looking forward to the wedding of Death and Arnah!
I'm sure it'll be more luxurious than it was with Mr. Klaus!
With that voice, the surrounding dog tribes and Mayers raise their voices with great pleasure... I remember once again the promise I made a year ago, which seems so nostalgic and stiff.
The days to date are fast, and probably two years from now...
... at some point in time about that... I had to think hard before it came two years later, and I kept getting stiff as Francis and François sighed in an open-minded manner.