Fushi no Kami: Rebuilding Civilization Starts With a Village

Charcoal was used for heating appliances.

The charcoal appears to have kept the indoor air clean by putting it in an iron stove and passing the chimney through a hole in the wall.

What are you talking about?

It's about the lord's mansion in the city Sakura, the heating of its reception room. It is also the reason why the lord's house is built on two floors.

This world building is basically a one-story wooden bungalow.

This is also because the heating equipment (and cooking equipment) is mainly made of clay.

Imagine that. On the second floor of a wooden house, you can see a clay fire extinguisher. Don't you think it will be a fire? Besides, don't you want to refrain a little hygienically?

Still, if you're looking for a two-story building, you'll need this kind of iron stove.

Even a seven-wheeled one may provide some heating, but there is also a high risk of fire.

As a result, it is very unusual to have two floors in both rural and urban areas.

In fact, I was surprised at the beginning because I expected a more developed sight in the city.

However, it was more astonishing to say that it was a kind of wooden architecture when it passed through the stone city wall. Once there is a fire, it should be pretty bad.

Why were all the buildings made of wood when the walls were made of stone? Despite the hassle and expense, only three or four stone buildings were found besides this lord's mansion.

"Hmm, is there something wrong? That's interesting. Driftstone is a city, and there are a lot of interesting things to do early."

As I watched the reception room for a moment, Micah, who was forcing me to sit back on the sofa, burst into laughter.

"Ah, it's a boulder, Ash-kun. I'm not afraid of anything in this situation."

I am accustomed to this because I have a previous life experience.

Meanwhile, Miss Micah, who has no such experience, seems so nervous that she will still petrify it.

I think we should relieve some tension here.

"You don't have to be afraid. Are you seeing Yuika's brother?

"Yes, that's right. He's the bastard of the Count of Sacramento."

That's why you're nervous.

"No, you must be Micah's uncle. You're a relative. I'm sure you'll love it."

"Well, that's true... but I've never met him."

"You must have heard from Yuika-san. It's about being kind, and if Micah treats you well, everything will be fine."

I don't know. I hope so. "

"That's right. And I'll do everything I can to help."

Really?

Of course, when I nodded, Miss Micah finally relaxed her shoulders and smiled.

"Ah, Ash-kun is so happy to study in the city with you. I was worried about being alone."

"I'm so happy, too."

I didn't think I could take a step outside the village so soon. I can't thank Mrs. Yuika enough for her formula.

When I finished expressing my gratitude for the direction you took home this morning, Miss Micah turned bright red next door.

Have you become nervous again?

"You're both big enough."

The last person in the reception room, Mr. Quid, a peddler, murmured enviously.

Mr. Quid helped me and Miss Mayka to get from the village to the lord's mansion while they were on the road.

"Even Mr. Quid doesn't seem to be nervous?

"No, I'm used to it. Thank you, Ash."

Yes?

"This is the main destination of the Aloe ointment."

If I may say so, it is natural that it is the lord's house, since it is Mrs. Yuika's home.

"No, I was already nervous at first. It must have been a good year, like Mika-chan just now."

"As a result of the business, my life has changed, and I don't think I can help being nervous. In that regard, I am at ease."

"If you say so, I'm relieved... is that okay? Is it okay that you've been comforted by your younger self?

Miss Micah nodded forcefully to Mr Quid, who looked serious.

"It's okay. It's Ash-kun."

What is that?

"If you ask me... Ash-kun is my opponent."

They both think of me as one.

Once again, Miss Micah's mood calmed down and the door was knocked.

On behalf of Miss Micah, who was surprised at the haste, I will reply. It was the maid who showed up with the door open.

"Thank you for your patience. You will meet Itsuki Amanobe Sakura, who is currently acting on behalf of the Lord. Are you ready?"

Micah takes a deep breath into the maid who thanked her and then answers.

"Yes, thank you."

"Yes, sir."

As the maid lowered in a sophisticated manner, a man in his mid-twenties entered the room instead.

"It is said to be an Itsuki on behalf of the lord. Let's go out to King's Landing and become an absent lord and welcome him."

A moulded greeting is a soft emotion in the back and around the eyes. Especially when I stared firmly at Miss Micah's face, her expression seemed to have relaxed.

The face itself has a sharp impression, but the inner surface peeked gently. Madame Yuika's brother is convinced. [M]

Micah takes a small breath and greets her uncle for the first time.

"Thank you very much for your time. I'm here to greet you for the year on behalf of the village chief, Klein."

Miss Micah's greeting was splendid.

The village is a bright and cheerful woman, but she is the only daughter of the village chief's family. My parents teach me proper manners. Greetings that give comfort to the viewer and the listener do not arrive without practice.

From Mr. Itsuki's point of view, it seemed the same. I heard a small, oh, exclaiming voice.

"I have received a report from Village Chief Klein on the management of the village for a year. Please give it to me."

"Hmm, I did. Thank you very much."

Mr. Itsuki nods when he receives a bunch of rolled and sealed paper. She looked satisfied. Your satisfying expression is slowly relaxing and your smile is falling apart.

"Ah, I don't think so. I'm sorry! The village report and greetings are over, can I just be a little private? I don't care!

Until recently, Mr. Itsuki, who had remained calm and quiet, forcefully withdrew his understanding and turned his knees in front of Miss Micah.

"Long time no see, Micah! That said, the last time I saw you was when you still couldn't say a word, you wouldn't remember."

"Ah, hah, yes. Unfortunately... I was hoping you'd met my mother."

"Hmm. I've known that Micah was born in this house since she was born. No, you've grown up! Besides, it looks just like my older sister, so beautiful!

Mr Itsuki seems excited to see Miss Micah. If it's been a long time since I met my niece, it may not be impossible.

Mr. Itsuki reaches out to his niece's cheek and caresses with love.

"Wow, your eyes look especially like those above your sister, but your ears look a little like those above your brother-in-law. The greeting was splendid, but there was some seriousness on my brother-in-law's side!

"I see. As for manners, my mother taught me..."

"Mmm-hmm. Will my sister-in-law and my brother-in-law be as close as ever?"

"That's enough."

Miss Micah, who was so confused, immediately replied that she didn't have to think about her parents' friendship. I was close enough to nod my consent even though I was next to you, those two.

Then Itsuki laughed with joy.

"Again! All Sakura's lovers are alive and well!

I don't mean yearn...

I wonder what those people did in this city.

I still only know to what extent there was a wave of chaos when I married Mrs. Yuika because they didn't tell me in detail.

Miss Micah seems even more anxious about Mr. Itsuki's reaction, which makes me anxious.

But Mr. Itsuki won't talk about it for a long time.

"I was looking forward to studying abroad in Micah. I want to see how my older sister and brother-in-law grew up."

"Ah, yes. This time, please forgive us for studying abroad...."

Mayka seems lost in her courtesy words. Though I wondered if she was stuck, she told me that she was Mrs. Yuika's daughter in the following words.

"Thank you very much. Uncle?

When Miss Micah called to see if it would be okay, Mr. Itsuki turned his face back. I was so happy that I couldn't hear you.

After a while of agony, Mr. Itsuki's face turned bright red and turned around.

"I'm sorry. Too much shock, like a blow to the chest... if it's not in public, you'll call me that again..."

Looks like you're desperately trying to tighten your loose expression, but it's hard to say it's been successful.

Miss Micah responded brilliantly to her uncle who wanted to be treated privately. You must have been happy. That is Mrs. Yuika's only daughter.

Mr. Itsuki, realizing that his expression was dangerous, turned away from his lovely niece and found me and Mr. Quid.

"Fu, I'm sorry about both of you."

"No, thank you."

As a merchant, Mr. Quid shook his head that he had not seen anything.

"That's true. It's been a long time since my relatives were reunited, so I wonder if it's human feelings that make me so impressed."

Even with me, I came to see a really smiling exchange, and my heart was moisturized.

"Uh-huh, thank you.... well, yeah, I've seen Quid many times, but you've never met him before."

"Yes, sorry for the delay in greeting you. My name is Ash from the village of Noscura. This time, a peasant like me has been given the opportunity to study abroad, and there is no word of gratitude. Thank you in advance for your efforts to encourage and reward your studies."

I'll give you a good shot.

After a passionate greeting, Itsuki surprised him with his loose expression and tightened it as convincing as possible.

"I see, my older sister and brother-in-law recommend it. We haven't seen each other since we got into the hall. That's a rude way to put it, but it doesn't look like a peasant."

Quid immediately affirms.

"Yes, Ash-kun is special. I'm already an amazing person. That's all I can say."

"I think Ash has a big influence on manners."

I don't think that's what Miss Mayka said.

It's a gift of your parents' education, what I was curious about.

"Hmm, I'm looking forward to this military children's meeting. As you may have heard, this time my younger brother, one of Micah's, will also participate."

She is a younger uncle to Miss Micah. Miss Micah nodded without hesitation because it was not so unusual in this world.

"Yes, I am looking for Arthur."

"I don't want you to wear it. I want you to treat me as a friend of your age. Because I want it too."

When Itsuki responds with a bitter smile, he looks at me and tells me that so do you.

"The Military Sons' Association is a place for children's education by leading people on the edge of the city, as well as a place for interaction. It's also networking, so it's hard to be completely free of identity... but it's a valuable opportunity to get friends of your age."

According to Mr. Itsuki, he was able to get friendships beyond his own stature, and he took it very seriously.

The nostalgic smile of Mr. Itsuki, who talks like that, is likely to give rise to a story.

It's amazing. I nod so many times, excited by the fantasy that spreads into my brain.

"Indeed. The more you are a public official, the more valuable it is to be trusted as a private person."

"Yes, that's right! I don't like drinking alcohol with a bad person. No, you don't understand, Ash. Are you sure you're the farmer's son?

"I love stories, and I've read stories like that."

It's a story of the previous life, but I say it with a nasty face. I'm not lying. I just have something to hide.

The neighbors, Mr. Quid and Miss Mayka, are convinced by Ash-kun somehow from a different direction. I want you to proceed in the direction I guided you.

"Oh, Ash can read already. Oh, no, it was in the letter from my older sister. Hmm, the boulders are promising."

"I'm sorry. Anyway, if that's the case, I'm lucky I'm just a peasant. There is no interest in the city, and it is like flying if you blow your position. Let me ask you if I can be your partner."

"Hmm, what a good mood! My older sister and brother-in-law recommended it, so I expected it....."

To Mr. Itsuki, who is impressed, I return with a smiling smile.

There have been some incidents in the village, and I don't think I'm good at dealing with young people, but if I become a child of a leading urban figure, the difficulty of walking is not enough.

While saying that there is no interest or position, I have plenty of intention.

Well, it is true that I thought it would be fun to hear Mr. Itsuki's story and cultivate such friendship, so please forgive me.

Pure vision and impure thoughts.

Unfortunately, I don't know which is first. Could it be related to a pyrotechnic device and fuel?

And the two people next to me are still groaning because they're Ash-kun.

Can an excuse be made in my name?

Mr. Itsuki's story still seemed to run out, but the maid knocked on the door and came in to stop the conversation.

"Dear Itsuki, It's about time."

"Mm, mmm... Just a little more....."

"I'm sorry."

Five minutes later, Mr. Itsuki sticks like a child who sleeps twice.

"No, I'll try harder later."

"I'm sorry."

"Finally meet your niece."

"I'm sorry."

Daijo

"I'm sorry."

"Okay. I'm sorry about the three of you, but I'm working on it."

With all the excuses crushed, Itsuki stood up decisively.

I'm sure you're busy with a year's report coming from each countryside after winter. I thought it was necessary to compile and organize tax revenues and plans for next year.

"Quid, thank you for sending us here."

"It's about business, and I get paid well. Even if it feels like it, I'd be happy to do it at their request."

Mr. Itsuki nods with a sincere expression of gratitude for the words of the merchant.

"Micah, Ash. We have a place for the two of you to stay at home. It is a dormitory that lives with other children who have come to study abroad. Wait here until the guide arrives."

"Yes, thank you for your concern."

"It was a pleasure to meet you while you were busy."

"Mm-hmm. I had a really good time. I'll talk to you when I settle down."

Rather than lowering our heads, Mr Itsuki left with refreshment after seeing mainly Miss Micah.

From that appearance, I felt as if I had seen my niece's unprocessed work.

Mr Itsuki's steps, like getting his back hair pulled back, are hurried by the sound of a maid's shoes that fit right behind him.

The next Uncle Frontier seems to be a lot of fun.

When I came into this room, I got a completely different impression from the person who left.

Both my neighbors gave me a warm gaze.