Fushi no Kami: Rebuilding Civilization Starts With a Village

About a week after the medal ceremony, I have received a report from the brick planning team from Miss Micah, who came to my room.

I sat down in my bed with the two of you.

Speaking of which, Miss Micah is a little tight.

It is a man and a woman of this age who do not say that they are of marriageable age but are not strange even when deciding on their fiancée.

Until then, when it comes to the comfort of childhood familiarity, it doesn't sound good when someone sees it.

"Micah, I think you're making a good report, but isn't it close?

"It's okay."

Miss Micah nods strongly and crushes my remarks.

"Sure, I'm not saying anything's wrong... but I don't know when Arthur will be back."

"It's okay."

The face of Miss Micah staring straight at me was still close.

I think it would be better to learn a little more about the distance between men and women because I am old.

"You mustn't get too close to men.

"It's okay, Ash. It's just you."

Well then, that's fine.

I don't know how long I can be a gentleman, but, well, a few more years will be fine.

Looking at the happiness left on Miss Micah's face, I guess it's dangerous after three years.

Because I was staring, the face of Miss Micah became red. It wasn't a bit gentlemanly to stare at a woman's face.

"Are you so worried?

"Of course. Mayka is an attractive woman, so please be careful."

He has a good personality, literary and martial arts, a good appearance, and a family.

Again, it's a great spec.

"Mirikyu, Mirikyu... but it's okay! It's just you, Ash!

Yes, please do.

"Of course! Ehehe... oh well, shouldn't I be with another man ~"

I pressed my cheeks and Miss Micah was twitching.

It's cute, but I want you to be more aware of the precautions than the parts you praise. It's cute though.

While worried, review the brick planning team's report.

Brick tiles can be created with basic technology and resources, and have a wide range of applications, so they seem to have been considered suitable for the city's library.

There seems to have been enough material, and in less than a month it has been put together to work on the prototype.

The first problem is that terminology is often not currently used.

Reconstruction of a technology that has been interrupted once is difficult.

Now, let's discuss this with Modi.

Modi, one of the crowd of inmate craftsmen, said that he was formerly a disciple of pottery craftsmen, so he was qualified this time.

It would be a great help simply to be able to identify the clays that can be used.

The production of fire-resistant bricks that can be used in high-temperature furnaces will be far from complete, but the performance of cooking pots will soon be effective.

For a while, I'll be part of the brick project too.

"Really!?

In my dialog, Miss Micah flipped in to check it out. My forehead bumped into something like that.

I'm in a lot of pain, but Miss Micah doesn't seem to feel any pain in her sparkling eyes.

"Are you sure? Is the flight planner okay without Ash-kun?

"In the meantime, we have achieved our immediate goals and we need to develop other technologies further."

Even if you make a manned plane out of wood and cloth, you need the power to fly it.

The boulder cannot be covered by rubber or animal tendon. We need an internal combustion engine.

It is also romantic to study ultra-efficient steam engines and explore the possibility of steam punks, but in either case basic metal technology is lacking.

The purpose of this airplane is to provide a clear indication of far-reaching goals and to boost morale.

From here on, under increased morale, a fierce march begins like hell.

"Besides, Miss Quid got really hungry on that plane."

Immediately after the test flight, Mr. Quid made a fierce appeal about the mass production and sale of tendon-powered aircraft.

Because I first said it was a toy, it seems to be viewed as a sellable preference rather than a test machine for technical research.

Certainly, I don't use anything extremely rare other than technology, so if I can sell it or not, I can.

However, only technology is a legendary substitute, so Mrs. Lein waited.

Currently, we are discussing business policy with the chief executive and the head of the Chamber of Commerce and Industry.

Yes, it's incredibly troublesome... but it's important now.

Our team has Hermes in charge of development to participate in the discussion. Miss Reina also offered his support.

I was asked to participate, but it was a modest opinion, so I don't think it was necessary.

That's why I said no.

There are many things I trust about Mr. Quid in the village, and even a few of Mr. Itsuki's bureaucrats are not corrupt.

Regardless of Hermes, Miss Raina would be a good practitioner for these areas of experience.

Apart from being troublesome, there is such a good reason.

It is only natural that I refuse.

"That's why my hands are free."

I could say that my hand was open.

"Well then, it's been a long time since you were with Ash-kun! I'll do my best!

"Yes, let's do our best together"

There's nothing unusual about it, but it seems a lot happier.

"Of course! It's been a while since I've been with you, Ash!

"We used to do almost anything together."

"Yes, that's why I missed you a little!

I feel nostalgic even though it was a year or two ago.

They played in the fields, played in the beehive, and studied.

Since I arrived in the city, there have been more allies and more things I can do, so I've had to entrust Miss Mayka to lead another squad.

It seems to have put a burden on me for that.

"Mayka seems to be the most trustworthy person, so she kept on sweetening. I'm sorry, thank you more than that."

With sincerity and gratitude, Miss Micah relieved her expression so much that her cheeks might fall off.

"Am I counting on you?

"That's enough."

"Best?"

It's a bluff.

Nobody comes to me as much as Miss Mayka.

They basically agree with me, and they support me beyond my reach. I trust my abilities the most.

I hope you'll help me with the sermon a little bit later.

"Ehehe, Ash-kun said that, and I grew up too!

"If you like my praise, you can tell Micah as much as you want."

"I'm not Ash-kun. I'm glad it's Ash-kun."

I don't know. I'm still eleven years old.

"I mean, Ash-kun was the youngest man in history to get silver. The hero of the village of Noscura, the other one you have in the village, just like your father!

Speaking of which, the village chief, Klein, was following me during the festival.

I had no idea what that medal was until I got it myself.

By the way, he also has gold kung fu. I was told by the surroundings that even silver was pretty amazing, but what kind of money was it on top of that?

I see. Everyone will know that you wear a medal at a wedding and that you are a fine person if you have it. I'm so proud to marry someone with a high medal!

"Oh, is that so? It's also an accessory for dressing up."

"Ah, me too! If you're going to get married, you better be like that!

Is it a requirement for the ideal marriage partner for women in this world?

Is it a type of high income, high education, or status? Do you still care about Miss Micah, who seems to be large around here?

Ah, no, more than that, Miss Mayka's position may also require minimum conditions for her partner to marry.

They treat me very gently, but they drain the blood of the city's most powerful.

Besides, if you think of it as brilliant, you can't let it go as a frontier house.

Such a Micah's marriage partner also needs to be able to convince her surroundings.

Looks like it's hard to find Miss Micah's partner.

"Micah is married to a fine man."

"Of course! Especially me, the smart one...!

Love stories are a woman's concern regardless of the world.

Miss Micah talks very hard with her hands crossed. I am exposed to a tsunami of words, and I can't understand what they are saying.

It's been a long time since I tasted the power of a girl like this.

"So, considering that, Ash-kun took the silver medal... just right..."

Micah suddenly whispered her gaze indoors. Pass a point with a line of sight and return immediately.

Did you notice anything? My expression has changed dramatically.

"... that? Hey, Ash, where's the medal?

"No? It's on the desk, right?

I didn't have a place to decorate it, so I left it on my desk...

"No, I don't.

"I don't know...."

That's funny.

I don't carry anything with me and I'm not using my desk today, so I can't go anywhere.

Did you drop it with some kind of bounce?

I looked around the desk, but I couldn't find it.

Just in case, I looked all over the room, but I couldn't find it.

On the way back, Arthur asked me where he was, but I still don't know.

Mr. Arthur was supposed to have left the room.

After that, this room will be empty until me and Miss Micah come.

Of course, things can't disappear on their own. There is no fantasy so unfavourable to mankind as the boulder. Probably.

And there's only one thing I can think of.

Someone stole it.

Micah assured me with dark eyes like the bottom of the valley of death on a moonless night.

You're kind of angrier than me.

Arthur agrees with his unusual and grumpy face. These eyes are as cold as the melting ice of hell.

"That's all I can think about in a situation. Rather, when Ash's stuff is gone, it's more likely that it was stolen than lost."

Is that so?

I wonder if I'm so grudged.

Well, there's a verse that reminds me who did it if it was stolen.

It is difficult for outsiders to enter this dormitory, and it is the most powerful person who harasses you every time you become an inside person.

I mean, Mordo, you're with us.

Mordo and the others.

It's the first time I've heard Miss Mayka call people to abandon them.

"Send it to God?

A euphemism to kill has been put in.

Arthur agrees without hesitation to make noisy remarks.

"To the Wolf God? Or a monkey god?

"The dragon god has decided."

Wait, both of you. It's not much of a mess.

Calm down, take a deep breath.

"Ash, you're too kind."

"That's right. We have to do it right when we do it."

I mean, after all, it's about child harassment, so you're not going to stand out until the death penalty is executed.

"That's not true! Stealing a medal is outrageous! It's a token of the owner's honor! Along with the fight to hide the amazing things the owners did from the public!

I don't really care. I keep the gold seal separately.

"That's right! For the giver, it would be an insult if he treated the medal badly! Even if you lose it, you can be punished for destroying it!

That's scary.

But I don't think Mr. Itsuki cares much about that area either. If you apologize for telling the truth properly, you're the type of person who laughs and praises you for being honest.

When I laugh at Mr. Itsuki, he is a good person, they look at each other.

"Arthur. That's why, of course, we need to get the medal back, but we also need to spill the mold."

"That's right. You can't throw this away as a friend of Ash's, as a member of the Military Sons Association, or as a politician."

It felt natural and I was omitted from the party.

"Especially before the fall martial arts tournament, we have to take back the medal."

"Well, I'm sure you'll have to wear a medal."

Yeah, it's the youngest silver kung fu that's attracting attention.

"It's remarkable. It's only natural that you did something amazing."

The two of you thrive in a slightly irrelevant direction.

In the meantime, if we leave it to the two of you, it's going to end dramatically, so let's involve Miss Reina and Hermes.

If the liquid is too thick, it is good to dilute it for now.

Then we must report the incident to Mrs Itsuki properly through Mrs Lynn.

It is the manners of society to report a malaise properly.

provided, however, that this is limited to cases where the supervisor provides a productive response.

As a result of the report, my ability to manage cannot be negatively affected.

I left it somewhere I could steal it right away. Accept the evaluation properly.

Of course, the thief will be more severely evaluated, but that is not my concern.

I'm just going to report my malaise. Nothing, I was a little irritated, so I didn't think it would be good to look at my painful eyes.

This evil in your hands ends when the victim doesn't cry to sleep.

You can't do anything wrong.