Then I studied for a while, and the sun began to set, so the study meeting was held.

Father Folke ordered me to send Miss Micah because it's already pretty dark, so now they're walking to the village chief's house.

I want to claim to be a gentleman, so I have no complaints about sending a woman, but I wonder what that face was like to Father Volke.

"Ash... what book are you reading?

Miss Micah asks about the book I have.

By the way, Miss Micah has the same copy of the example. I want you to read and write what you remember today when you have time.

"I'm reading a book about various grasses and trees."

"Do you have a book like that?

"Yeah, there's everything in the book. Because there is everything in this world, even something that is not in this world."

"What do you mean, there's nothing there? What do you mean?"

Miss Micah seems strange, but there is no god in the world that is written in the book you have now.

You're not here, are you?

... I don't think so.

If you think about it, it is more difficult to deny God in this world than in the previous life.

Let's try to cherish faith a little more. Sometimes, just in case. It's free to just pray.

While my thoughts hit God's proof problem, the subject of Miss Mayka's interest changed.

"So, is it interesting to read that book?

"Yeah, yeah, that's right. It's very interesting to say that it seems useful."

"Helpful? Grass or trees?

This is surprisingly useful.

It seems that this botanical atlas does not only contain all plants, but also plants that are convenient for people, such as food and medicine.

There are many unlikely things in this region, but I remember seeing some similar things.

If successful, the poor rural table may be a little better. Alternatively, you may not have to buy the medicine that Mr. Quid brings.

I'm pretty happy with both.

Needless to say, the plants that can be used for medicinal purposes are fairly tangible.

Rather than a matter of money, medicines purchased from Mr. Quid are dubious and ineffective. At least I've never felt the effect. My father and mother said they felt the effect, so I wonder if it has a placebo effect.

After explaining this to Miss Micah, she also seemed to realize its usefulness, making her eyes sparkle.

"Wow! Wow, Ash-kun!

"Yeah, books are amazing, aren't they?

It makes me happy to expect this from an innocent girl.

It's time to start harvesting wild vegetables in the forest near the village. Let's find it at that time.

This is the beginning of an expedition to find a name for an unknown weed that has never been seen before.

I did it, the day I picked up the wild vegetables.

We went into the shallows of the woods with a group of children, and we all looked for ingredients.

The main target is Walabi Zenmai Seri Fukinoto.

By the way, I don't know if it's the same as the previous life. I don't have much experience with wild vegetables in my previous life. Because it is similar (I feel like it), it is translated into the previous life language.

The call of the relatively elderly children brings together the children who are going to pick the wild vegetables today.

It looks like a fun picnic, but everyone's eyes are familiar with the salaried person at work. The sense of duty and annoyance reversed the look of abandonment.

I think this is what happens to most people if they experience picking wild vegetables even in one season.

It's very tiring and dangerous. Someone dies every year, and every two years there are dead.

So on that day, a few members of the forest formed a group and watched each other to make sure that they didn't fall into the woods because they were obsessed with picking wild vegetables.

By the way, I was named Group Leader this time.

As for the people entering the woods, I am a young man, but last year I was selected because I discovered a person who was likely to leave the group.

Compared to other children, they are more restrained, so the contents are only the contents.

But it's convenient.

The group leader has the right to determine the picking point. Let me make the most of the books I borrowed from Father Volke.

The book is wrapped in a spare jacket and worn like a shoulder bag.

My mother was worried that her coat would get dirty twice at a time. I'm so sorry. But I want to avoid dirty books as much as possible.

In time, gather pieces of cloth and create something portable.

"Well, let's go there for now. Sure, there was a swarm of walruses last year."

Speak to two boys one or two years older than me when I joined the group. Even though they are one or two years old, they are dissatisfied with being led by younger people, and they nod with reluctant expressions.

I am mentally older, so I want you to be patient.

When I try to leave, another group (women only) calls.

"Good luck, Ash-kun!

I'm Micah when I'm not nervous. After all, her cheerful greeting feels good.

"Yes, Micah, be careful."

As they walked out looking back, the two boys looked extra reluctant.

If you don't go soon, other groups will take a good place. I want you not to be so crunchy because I have to hurry.

At the point I led, the wild vegetables were still flocking this year. However, it was not Walabi (something spiritual) but Zenmai (something spiritual). No, neither Walabi nor Zenmai can tell much from each other.

I'm careful with the two of my group, but I'm going to harvest it and throw it into the basket.

It's bad for the family, but the more they cut it up, the more they start looking for the plants that were in the botanical atlas.

I remember seeing plants in the atlas that I really wanted to take advantage of around here. I don't have a good memory of plants, but I am impressed because it resembled something I saw in my previous life.

There are just good fallen trees. He fell on a rock, so he's rising toward the tip.

If you quickly climb a fallen tree and look around, the only tree that blocks your sight, as you aim, is one that grows nicely.

And I found it.

Unlike longitudinally extending trees, it is one that appears to spread sideways. It looks wide on the side because the trunk is split from the middle.

What is more characteristic is the leaf.

It seems hard, rough, and very thick.

I thought I'd seen it somewhere before. I was convinced by the simple way of using it, which was written in the botanical atlas.

Well, it's a sort of aloe I used to say in my previous life.

Cuts, burns, insect bites, intestines, beautiful skin, eat. It is a useful plant that is valued as versatile.

Most of the varieties that I saw in my previous life were only leaves, so even if I looked at the aloe (tentative) of this world, which is a fine tree, I was late to realize what it had in common.

Once I realized that, speaking of which, I had heard that there were different types of aloe and like trees there were also aloes.

I barely know how to handle Aloe, but let's try it on.

In the meantime, I think it's more effective than the scratch medicine Mr. Quid gets, even if the leaves are cut and overflowing with mucus.

It's a sudden discovery for the first time.

I wonder if Father Folke has any books on how to use Aloe (tentative). I can be very happy with it.

I was calculating for a raccoon that could be caught in a little bit more - that's when I lost my memory.