Fushi no Kami: Rebuilding Civilization Starts With a Village

I looked around the next day and found that there were no birds or small animals.

As for large beasts like pigs and deer, there is no such thing as natural.

Meanwhile, the trap set in the river was a big fishery.

In a trap made of tree branches to form a cone, summer seasonal river fish filled the trap. Some crabs have been caught, so today's pot is delicious.

Because of this, I went out to pick up vegetables after lunch in order to bring vegetables and berry fruit to the table.

I notice strange signs as I explore the forest with my usual members, mainly me and Miss Mayka.

The wolf is close to the feeling of wandering around, but the way he walks is rough. I smell green as I fold the plants and move around.

Not a wild beast. A human assassin, as a method of erasure.

There are not many people who live normally and think that they are "looking for life", but there is a case of Arthur.

I came to this camp to keep Arthur out of sight, so it's no big deal.

I wonder if Arthur's identity was picked up somewhere before we escaped.

The opponent stepped out of the city without noticing Arthur, but as a result, he was targeted for less escorts.

This is clearly our failure. Instead of keeping information confidential, it seems we should have operated in an escort-oriented city, my lord.

The Sakura Border Clan's weakness was revealed by the fact that they had little experience of this kind of clash.

The real world of monsters is hardly a place for humans to fight each other.

"Arthur, would you follow me for a moment?

"Yeah? Me? It's fine though."

What's the matter, Arthur leans toward me.

"It looks like a pig passed here recently, so I thought I'd track it down a little bit."

Oh, I know exactly what you mean.

Arthur tries to check the ground for traces of what I found, but unfortunately it's a bright red lie, so he can't find it.

It's convenient to attract assassins with Arthur.

"But should I go with you? Micah and Glenn aren't better?

"Without Micah, there would be no one on this team to supervise the picking of wild vegetables, and Glenn is too fit to follow."

Actually, it was better to be alone, but when I asked, the Micah lady who was listening rushed in with great momentum.

"Absolutely not! Arthur, Ash, please!

I see. Okay, I'll do my best for Micah. "

Arthur giggles and laughs at the worried Micah.

When you look happy, you look like a terrible villain who's lying and trying to pull Arthur and everyone apart.

I string short bows, mix potable water in a vial of poison powder for hunting, and apply it to the arrows for ready use.

Looking up at the sky, there were clouds, but for the time being it was unlikely to rain.

"Micah, it may rain after this. I'll be back when I find it, so please go back to Mayka as soon as possible."

"Really?

Until now, Miss Micah looked up at the sky, which was unlikely to rain, whining.

Is that it?

"Micah, you know that, right?

I nodded with my eyes to the familiar child who raised the voice of doubt.

Ah-hmm.

Confusion is slight, understanding is quick and response is accurate. The instantaneous face turns into a powerful smile like a mistake.

"Okay. We'll go back to everybody in a nice place. I'll tell George and the others that Ash-kun is going to do something else."

Miss Micah spotted my lies and figured out why I had to lie. What you need to have is a good childhood habit.

Now, as soon as I and Arthur leave here, they will rendezvous with Sir Georges for help.

"Ash, which way are you going?

"That's right...."

It's not good to bring a sword-eating killer closer to everyone in the Sons of the Army.

It is powerful to have the support of Sir Georges and soldiers, but there are many disadvantages, such as the danger of children being taken hostage.

Or rather, considering the escort of the Sons of the Army, it might be better not to expect much help from Sir Georges.

"The pig is in the northwest direction, opposite the camp."

"Okay."

Miss Micah has already begun her journey home. Her expression keeps a smile, but from her usual look, it's like a cloudy sky.

This could be a sermon course when I get back. Because you're worried, would it be luxurious to complain about it?

I give my fist lightly to childhood familiarity, smiling bitterly.

"I can't promise a pig, but I'll make a delicious pot when I get back."

I promise I'll be back safely.

"Mmm... definitely."

"Yeah, I can't take a pig this size back."

My childhood friend forgave me by hitting me with his fist.

"Now, is it time to go..."

I'll think about what else to look out for. Looks like it's okay.

Finally, check the direction of the camped base.

Based on them, we turn back to pulling the assassins away from everyone.

"Now, Arthur, please follow me."

"Yeah, I'll be careful not to get my feet tied."

"Walk carefully at your feet. If you don't hurt your leg, you'll be fine."

That may be my job in intelligence, but hunting in the woods is my job.

This time, it's going to be a little unusual hunting.

We need to take out multiple prey that are coming after us while we bring in our escorts. The difficulty is a little unknown.

Well, in light of the poor tracking technology, it would be easier than dealing with a pack of wolves.

Protect a poor girl with a reason from villains.

Fufu, I'm getting a little bit excited about being a hero.

Just a short walk will change the landscape in the gloomy forest.

The sound of leaf rubbing, the sound of insects, drives the Micah ladies, who are supposed to be hundreds of meters away, to a place where they can't even hear.

That said, it is an unfamiliar human sensation. If wild beasts or hunters chasing them say the same thing, it's not a job.

I pretend to look for traces of the pig and crouch down to the grass to explore the surrounding signs.

The sound of leaf rubbing that does not match the steps of the wind, the voice of unnaturally interrupted insects, the bird's feathers that fly vigilantly, the whisper that flows in mix with them.

Apparently there are six assassins.

"Arthur, I'll tell you one more simple trap."

"Nh, another one?

It's a really simple trap, so you can properly tie the grass around it and teach them what to hook up with.

This is an interpersonal trap that is not used against wildlife.

It's not like you're a hero to set a trap like this, but in other words, you're a hero if you don't spare any effort to win.

"This is it. Can you make a lot around there?

"Yeah, but... Is this what pigs do?

Move your hands.

Instead of answering the question, Arthur nodded and lurked after a slightly surprised look.

There's something going on here.

"Yes, listen while you work."

While the sound of grass mass producing the trap, I try to talk about the situation in a light tone to relieve myself of the tension.

"Looks like the man who was after Arthur came after us."

"- Why?"

Although his voice was quiet, Arthur's breathing was disturbed and his hands stopped.

It seems that my voice tone was completely empty. Arthur's face was surprisingly white when he raised his face with a bitter smile that he had failed to play as a hero.

"It's hard to explain in words. I felt the same way when wolves and pigs attacked me. I'm sorry about the sensory conversation."

"That's not true... how do you know I'm being targeted...?

"It's not enough to say you knew. I was just wondering if there was something going on."

From the time we met, we knew there was something we were hiding.

Neither Mr. Itsuki, who is cooperating on this matter, has told me any details, nor has he asked me.

I was just helping her move to protect her because I needed her.

This time, too. I knew she was being targeted and thought I'd be in trouble if anything happened to her.

I have never known who she is.

"So don't look like that. Whatever your real name is, it doesn't change what I say to you."

He lays his hands on the hands of a girl with a crying face who seems to have broken something dear.

Her bloody fingertips are so cold, her hands are about to crush with a little shock.

"I want you to help me. I want you to help me. For me, who still has so much to do, I want you to be good."

"Are you sure? Can you help me with Ash?

I'm the one asking for help, and she begs me for forgiveness.

"No matter what anyone else says, I need your help. I need your help to get started."

Or don't you want to help a sweet hero like this, who needs the help of that girl to help a poor girl for some reason?

When she smiled, the poor girl gripped me back with a trembling hand.

"Well, if it's good for me... if it's good for me, Ash, I want to help you."

This may be the first time I've really, really heard her own words.

"I'm always welcome to ask someone else's favors."

Now that you've shared your problems with her, let's start hunting.