Fukushuu Kansuisha no Jinsei Nishuume Isekaitan

The Gibbornese are those who dwell in the land of the north.

It was sad for Econa that the Daltraans on the invading side used the name indigenous.

That means that we intend to distinguish between first and second.

The Guibornes are not interested in a labyrinth attack.

A land closed to white, wrecked even by the Giborne in some places.

In addition to the fact that successive mountains act as natural elements, the climate is favourable only to the Guibornes, thus enduring the invasion of Daltra for a long time, even though there is an overwhelming shortage of ethnic groups in numbers.

Yes, it is.

Originally, the Ghiborne do not like contention.

When the Daltraans called it war, Econa was going to regret it and cry.

It's Daltra who has set me up from that side and still doesn't have the ear to listen, even though this one is not on offense and thoroughly defended, suggesting a ceasefire or a truce many times.

It is true that what is being done, even if not the general will of all Daltra citizens.

It seemed odd that people would say war like there was no other way.

The Ghiborne had men hunting, women field work and division of roles clarity.

Though the earth of the north, it does not allow greenery.

The soil is thin and thin, but the crops also bear fruit.

Hunting coincided with food procurement, with a secondary aspect of fur acquisition.

Furthermore, the costumes and tools used by the Guibornes appear to be unusual for other citizens, and they were sold as well.

Coupled with fur, many gained money by selling them and bought the necessary supplies and food with it.

Now, I'm sure it's hard.

From what Daltra says, because the war has begun.

At night, after I fell asleep.

When Econa woke up to the noise, my father was already awake.

He smiles fine, strokes Econa, then goes outside.

Juh, juh, and I heard the sound of the water boiling instantly, over and over.

Eventually, when the sound subsides, unfamiliar voices echo throughout the village.

"The banishment of the foolish mountain monkeys is complete! You will now be slaves!

Now that I think about it, I think I've heard a similar voice recently.

It was not a regular army.

A bunch of slave traders.

The rest of the men are the labor force, the women are the whores, and the children depend on who buys them.

I heard those words, and I managed to figure out what they meant.

"Wife and daughter, Shilo to let go, Daltra people, Barbarian meh!

My father, whose body half burned down, still comes this way.

"Melting leak or kill"

It's dark and I can't see the Lord of my voice.

Are you at a distance that cannot be illuminated by pine lighting?

Anyway, Econa screamed.

My father's neck is broken.

My mother leaned down, pressed tears to death, and ran off with Econa in her arms.

While attention was being paid to my father, I tried to take Econa out.

But that mother, she falls.

No, it's not.

I didn't have a head.

From the cross section of the neck, the smell of meat burning and smoke rise.

"What? Was it a female? I did it without my body. Well, just catch the kid."

That's how Econa became a slave.

I was thoroughly taught about my attitude as a slave.

Anyway, I couldn't help but be scared.

I don't know what to do, so I obeyed.

Because my father and mother, they're gone.

I'm separated from the folks in the same village as my family, and I don't think we'll be reunited and something will turn around.

Thus, Econa was bought by the youth nobility.

Yusuke saved his life.

Still, it seemed at first that the Lord as a slave would only change.

Yet.

He said fellow.

Fine clothes and warm food, beds.

I never asked for anything while giving everything.

On the contrary, that mercy saved not only Econa's life, but also her heart.

Now, Econa is no longer even a slave.

Who else but Kosuke can do this?

No, who's going to do it?

I was lucky.

Though I was unhappy.

Is it something that sometimes blesses such happiness if you live ahead of despair?

Econa is not dissatisfied with her current life.

The people of Shizuku Pavilion of Life are all good people.

No, some customers who are not visitors feel a little, disgusted.

"Ahhh? What, that kid, isn't he a Ghiborne?

A red-faced middle-aged man tells Econa.

That's right.

In an attempt to become an honorary subjects, physical characteristics are not altered.

For a citizen with the perception that the Giborne equals foreign enemies, the presence of Econa is foreign only.

"What, are you a visitor's slave? But if not, you're the whore in the store? Mm-hmm. Chi and I are too dumb kids, but I hear some of the Gibbornese are feeling good. How much, kid?

There are also whorehouses that force Giborne slaves to work.

Fortunately, it's not in the Wang capital, but it seems famous enough to get rumors.

Econa felt very hard about it.

"There, Mitsuhito, she's a salaried daughter. I don't envisage any special tasks."

Stuck to shelter Econa was a big man named Tiga.

Kosuke and I have been close lately.

Yusuke will soon be friends with everyone, but he looks friendly among them.

"Oh, yeah? Oh, my God, visitor, didn't you just ask?"

"I didn't think so, very just a question. It seems disrespectful what you said."

"Come on, visitors, you must be on Daltra's side. He's a slave."

Don, and, Tiga taps the counter.

The liquor the man was drinking turned upside down, and the man himself fell to the floor with his hips out.

"It's the Daltra people, she is." Black Hero "immediately admitted to being one of them. My lord, did a hero under the royal family say his compatriots, now with his mouth, slaves?"

The man blues his reddish face with corner alcohol and interprets it as he blows the corner bubble.

"Ku, 'Black Hero' huh!? In the week of my visit, I said I killed the renegade 'Hero of the Dawn' or something!? No, I'm a regular here... - But I'm sorry! And I didn't know."

"Apologize, don't do it to me. The disrespected, there's the girl."

For a moment, the man looked humiliated and then still firmly apologized to Econa.

I guess I'm feeling uncomfortable, finishing my bill and leaving the store.

Things are still bright in the store.

I told Tiga, "Well done!" There were many regular people screaming and laughing.

The people in this store, the visitors, are warm.

Econa bows her head to Pepper as she tries to get back to her seat without saying anything.

"Um, thank you, Mr. Tyga. For me and others..."

Tiga stops, then opens her mouth like a little trouble.

"Don't, vile. Well worked, you are. I know, everybody. At the same time, it's unnecessary, thank you. Compared to what I owe my friends, I don't fall within the number, to this extent."

"Still, I was happy. So, after all, thank you."

Tyga stroked her mouth, not knowing how.

"You're not scared, I am"

…… Yes, I'm your friend, and I don't think you're scared, even though you've helped me now. "

"Right..."

Often, silence descends.

It wasn't Tiga or Econa that tore it up.

"How long have you been interrupting Econa's work, big ass!

Clara.

The brunette is clustered in one on the right from her own.

She slaps Tiga's back in the basin.

"Not in the way"

"You, being out of the way. Decadent, in the way of traffic! You must still be tired from the Labyrinth attack today! Shut up and sit down!

"Are you worried, are you?"

"Huh? Isn't that Bakka? If they worship your vicious face any more, it's just that Econa is pathetic. Because if you say you're worried, you're worried about Econa! Nonsense. Don't get me wrong!?

We're both close.

The days of Econa are filled with kindness.

The next day.

The job rose in the morning when the new home was to be completed.

Take turns with Vine and go back to your room.

It's a simple, small room with only a bed and a desk.

Yusuke subtly pushes his luggage into the gap under his desk and lets me put Econa's personal belongings on the desk.

It may be rude but cute and loving for his mouth to move a bit when he thanked him for the little things, so Econa was trying to convey her gratitude each time.

Change into the piece you bought the day you first met me.

On the way, I look at my breasts.

Yusuke is dating Shiro.

Other than that, I know a lot of people with big tits.

Preference, is it?

Expect growth, let's say.

I change my mind to my chest and weave a coat that he gave me to fix the dimensions for myself.

This outfit was my favorite.

Ethnic costumes, even now, will surely make you sad.

But this makes me feel warm.

And Econa took something out of her desk drawer.

It's what I've been working on for the past few days, finding time.

I pocket that.

Almost simultaneously with that.

There was a voice from downstairs from Yusuke.

Rendezvous and leave the store with me.

Just the two of us.

Not many know Yusuke as a hero yet.

The birth of "Black Hero" was widely communicated by a medium known as the information paper, but Kosuke said he refused to announce his face.

I guess I'm not really interested in becoming famous.

I thought it was in the first outer perimeter, and Yusuke's new home was built in the third outer perimeter.

It was also a stone dwelling, not so different from the house of the common people.

But look, I'm convinced.

It would be stranger if he wanted to live like an aristocrat.

"Oh, that sounds good. You don't have a loan to get my home at this age... you're a winner in the world you were in."

This is also the case in this world, Econa swallowed the statement to water.

The exterior is normal, but Daltra also felt like offering a hero just a home, which came with an unfamiliar feature.

First, the door. A door that senses a "private and different flow of magic" called an intrinsic magic frequency, and that 'thunder' magic flows when no one but the registrant touches the door.

Apparently it was caused by magic fixtures with a magic storage type.

Yusuke said for the first time that he had registered himself and Econa.

Other magic fixtures were used for fireplaces, cooking areas and lighting.

"It's high-tech for fantasy..." said Yusuke, a little sorry.

Speaking of which, I think he looked kind of fun when the lighting in the dark room was lamp.

Forget it.

Econa will never, ever speak up.

"Oh, that!

On the ground floor, in the dining room, in the fireplace, in a place lined with tables and chairs, etc., opposite each other.

"Oh, what's up?

"I, Mr. Kosuke, have always taken care of you... and I have never been able to repay you..."

"Really? Sometimes Econa's cooking is a day's pleasure."

"Well, that's... that's a great thing, isn't it? Glad to hear it. Hehe, I'll be more refined......... that's not what I'm talking about!

I was happy to stick around and I almost finished talking.

Econa takes something out of her pocket.

"Gui, in Giborne, women are said to be the guardians of the house. The man goes out hunting, catches his prey, and returns to the house protected by the woman. That's what it is. In other words, women have the power to protect, men have the power to fight, and both sides respect each other. And the woman prayed that the man would return safely from the battle, and her power of protection dwelt upon her, and I send this."

That was, like, a wheel.

Make it by braiding your own hair in thread.

He said by incorporating a part of himself, the power to protect would reach the wearer.

"Or it could be disgusting to have your hair braided, and since it's only Gibborne culture, you won't be familiar with this kind of thing... you may not need this stuff"

Looking at him, Yusuke was crying.

"You made that for me?

Yusuke succumbs to herself and wraps her hands gently.

"... is, yes. This is the only thing I can think of that I can give you."

"Thanks. I've never seen Econa do anything like this before. Really, glad."

Received, Yusuke put it on his left wrist.

Made to adjust the thickness well and he tightens it tightly so it doesn't come off.

"A misanga that was in the world I was in resembles a guy. It was like," When I hung up, my wish came true. "

"That means Lolo Raa, in Ghiborne,“ God's love ”. We are told that God will transfer the death of a man to Lolo Ra once and for all by receiving a woman's prayer"

"So, if I'm dying, you're saying this is gonna cut?

"Yes, it will protect your life."

"Then we have to make sure we don't die. I got a corner made, but I can cut it, because I don't like it."

"Many times......! As many times as you want, make it, so don't worry. Of course, it's best not to run into a dying situation… always, worried,"

Yusuke wiped his tears and took something out of his pocket.

"Actually, I also bought a gift for my usual token of appreciation."

It was a black hair ornament.

"No, what about me? I thought the pale one that matched Econa's eyes and hair color would be good, but the positive guy said something very rude like," You can't solve something called a female heart, "so I made this..."

Say it, he'll put it on me.

Now it was Econa's turn to weep.

I see, do thoughtful gifts from loved ones fill your breasts so far?

Fill, and the part that cannot enter, as tears, is overflowing?

".................. Yes. I love black. Because it's color."

Besides, Kosuke looks surprised and then scratches her cheek in embarrassment.

"... I like the sky, too. Because it's the color of Econa."

Econa approached him softly and put her lips on his forehead.

"I had it done before, so I gave it back,"

As much as I can tell myself, my face is hot.

Yusuke smiles softly.

I am only a child.

Maybe because they're kids, they can't live together.

If not, it would have been around the aid of life.

It's about him, so even if we reach out, we'll put him through to Shiro.

Then now that I'm young, I'm not unhappy or anything.

Because I can be on his side more than anyone else.

"Keep it up, Econa"

"Yes, this is how it works."

Econa's happiness continues today.