Fushi no Kami: Rebuilding Civilization Starts With a Village

My name is Sheba.

It's an ordinary farmer's wife, like everywhere else.

If there's anything unusual about it, I wonder if my son has recently started keeping rats.

Why rats?

I don't understand the meaning.

To us a rat is an enemy.

As soon as I found it, I chased him around with a bucket, and if I wanted to catch him, I would put him in the fire of the river or smash him down into the river and pour him out. Such an enemy is absolutely unacceptable.

Always we fought with thieves and rats that devoured the crops of the field and the contents of the storehouse, and with our fathers' generations.

My mother also said she would roar to the last generation.

How did you end up with the rat? I don't know.

However, one day, my son suddenly called out to me.

"Um, Mom, can I ask you a favor?"

"Well, okay! Ash, please?" Fine, of course! "

"I see! Thank you!" Now, let's keep the rats! I think it's okay to throw away the bait! ”

Usually, as a mother, it's a rare plea for my child to be so good at listening. When I nodded that I could do something like a mother, I was already supposed to have a rat.

Best of all, why a rat? and his face were pulled, but he couldn't say "no" to Ash's glowing smile.

This is a big mistake. Even a child as smart and discerning as Ash is difficult to raise.

As expected, David also tilted his neck when he spoke later.

"You've forgiven me for keeping a rat so well, you."

"Because, unusually, you asked me to..." I can't even say no now. "

She's already starting to make a box of rats.

And I drew my gaze to an awkwardness, and David bowed his head, and said lightly, It is fine.

What, are you okay with that?

"There must be some other rats. I caught bugs and stuff when I was little, so I sneaked them home."

Is that what you were saying? Now when I lean over, David laughs in a good mood.

"That's more or less what a man would do. You were a spider when I was younger. Everyone had their own spiders, and who was the strongest?"

David holds onto his cheek, nostalgic for being scolded by his mother.

"Why are you cheeking? Could it be that you were scolded enough by your mother-in-law?"

"Oh! I was catching a monkey instead of a basket, but after a while I got tired of it." If you forget to leave it alone, one day a group of monkeys and spiders will come out of it. "

Hey!? Baba, you're not stupid! No, it's not stupid!

If that happens, I'll beat you to it, too!?

You're kidding. Stop it. Ash wouldn't do that, would he? Isn't Ash a very clever and good girl, unlike Bacadavid?

"No, Ash was also somehow a boy." I'm glad you learned to play like a child. Sheba was also worried that you might want to play more. "

Hahaha, I stand with my goosebumped arm as I endure hitting the side of David laughing in mood.

Let's say a prayer to the church tomorrow. "Please, don't let Ash imitate you like David..."

After all, my Ash was different from David.

Only one mouse was caught in the trap, and it is well managed in a dedicated crate. The position of the wooden box was always determined, and he also told me, "Please be careful."

"With this, it won't be the terrible thing David did..."

However, it turned out to be a terrible situation that David didn't mess with.

Yes, guinea pig, let's be quiet ~

Ash speaks to the rat in a gentle voice, like playing with a village child. It seems to be a lie to hold the neck of the rat that is violent at hand.

The captive rat is desperate.

It's like he's trying to run away from the devil by desperately crushing his limbs. In other words, a chewing voice must be a prayer for God's salvation.

"If you get too rampant, you won't be able to heal yourself, will you?" Just be quiet, okay? "

While speaking, Ash painted something that was not a mouse cut - what Ash called an aloenango. The rat screamed louder.

Of course, I turned away from the sight.

I have heard an explanation as to why this is happening.

It seems that I am trying to see if the new medicine will work properly. I was a little proud of my son, who looked like a great priest.

On the other hand, it is said to be a treatment, but it is also Ash who scratched it.

No, I'm not scared. I'm not scared.

Because Ash is my son. Even if you do something you don't understand and you can't see from the front, it's my son.

It's not like a mother would ever be scared of her son, yeah.

But let's pray to the church later.

I can't think of anything but asking God for help.

Speaking of which, Mom.

I wonder which god it would be best to pray to. When I was troubled, I was surprised to hear from the troubled seeds.

"Huh!? What, Ash!?"

“Have you seen fewer rats in your house lately?”

Huh? No, I wonder?

But if I told you so, it might be.

When the vegetables I had left behind were bitten, I don't think I've seen them lately. I didn't see any shit this morning that looked like rats.

"When I was told, it might be, but... what's wrong?"

I see. No, you sound like a guinea pig these days, don't you?

"Yeah, you're screaming or crying..."

“I thought maybe they recognized this house as a dangerous place for other rats. Look, even humans don't want to get close enough to hear someone's painful voice, do they?"

... I see?

In other words, the more screaming Ash's rats scream, the more rats may disappear from our home.

"Ash, I was going to have you take back the broken sewing needle the next time Quid comes, but do you want to use it on the rat?"

Even if it doesn't work, I don't think there's a problem with piercing a mouse.

"Ah, that's good!" It seems to be less of a burden than a cut, so I hope you can stay with the experiment for a long time! "

Thank you, and I always smile at my polite son.

"Yeah, yeah, Ash's trying. I'll do whatever she can."

After this, I have to go to church and pray that Ash's cancer will bear fruit. It's best to pray to the god of wisdom, the monkey god.

Mom's always on your side, Ash.

Later, Ash's "Aloe Nanko" turned out to be a wonderful thing that would turn a rough hand into a sliver.

It is only natural that I, as a mother, have become more cooperative with my son.