Fushi no Kami: Rebuilding Civilization Starts With a Village

The wind blowing through the window is slightly sweet.

The scent of spring flowers competes with the woken bugs to help them pollinate.

Winter has passed. Thinking of that in the wind, I realized that I was asleep.

"Oops... at some point..."

Face up, face to face with a desk full of papers.

Apparently, he fell asleep while working in the propulsion room.

With the desk relatively neat, it seems that I was holding my last breath and delimiting my work just before falling asleep.

I'm glad I didn't ruin the paperwork with saliva.

"But I don't remember sleeping at my desk...."

If you don't sleep properly in bed, your health won't recover enough. This will only reduce operational efficiency.

I stand up and feel the price of falling asleep in an unnatural posture in the form of a flesh.

As always, it sounds a lot louder and louder.

The tiredness of this meat and bones, which cannot be hidden from youthfulness, increases the desire to relax and rest in the hot spring.

It's Ash-kun.

In the early morning propulsion room, Miss Micah was surprised to see her face.

"Are you already at work?

"No, I just woke up."

As soon as I opened my head, Miss Micah understood my ugliness and swollen her cheeks.

"What if I catch a cold again? Ash, you work too hard!

"Come on, I don't want to sleep here either."

"No! Ash-kun has been tasked by many people to be careful!

"What kind of people?

"Arthur, you!

How close he was to Miss Micah, whether Arthur's name came out before his parents.

"Okay, I'll be careful, I'll be careful, okay?

I smile bitterly at Miss Micah, who is crowding in and taunting me with unhealthiness.

"Uhh... that's how you laugh again... I won't be deceived!

I don't know how I laughed, but Miss Micah was upset.

"No?

"No, no, no.

The tone was relaxed. I can do this.

I quickly drop my shoulders with a sad expression.

"Ah, that look is a lie. I won't be fooled."

They found out without keeping it for a moment. Stream stones are familiar to children.

Micah's reprimands have been powered up as punishment for her poor mechanics.

"Already! I'm saying it for Ash!

"I'm sorry, I'll reflect on it....."

"Ash, that's what you always say! I've been missing in the woods ever since!

Then, about five minutes ago, I got a thankful tip from Miss Micah.

This is all I'm tired of hearing from the sermon, but Miss Micah's popular mastery is advanced around bringing me breakfast soon afterwards. The use of candy and whip is good.

Also, the breakfast was delicious, as if there was more food left at the Lords Hall.

"Thank you, Mika."

"Say thank you to the yak chef. He split me up generously, if you please, because he's the one."

No, there's that too.

I smile at Miss Micah while sticking my cheeks out of the smoked pork.

"Worry about me. I'm glad."

"Oh, right? You're happy, aren't you?

It was the same when I was thought of as a Yuika Goddess, but it was a warm feeling to be worried by others.

It would be nice if the sermon were a little shorter.

For a while, Miss Micah was silent in the light, but by the time I finished breakfast, the usual slutty girlfriend would come back.

"Still, Ash-kun, are you sure you're okay? I've been working a lot since the fall harvest."

"Hmm, I think it's okay. I realize I'm tired, so I'm taking a break so I don't break my body."

As I do now, I take a break from brewing tea after dinner.

"Sure, Ash-kun, I don't have a cold or anything in the village, and I think your body is stronger...."

Without hiding her feelings of deep anxiety, Miss Micah looks seriously at me.

"Ugh, Ash-kun, you're starting to look a little bad. The bear under my eyes...."

"Oh, I'm pretty sure I don't have enough sleep, especially this morning."

"You need to get some sleep.

"That's right. If you don't sleep well today, you're going to make more mistakes at work."

Miss Micah is pushing me to be absolute. Am I that pale?

As I stroked my cheek, Miss Micah murmured with a serious look.

"It's better to stay cool after all...."

Yes?

"Uh-huh! Nothing!

Is that right? It's kind of nice to point out if a coworker's appearance violates the manners?

After all, for a young girl, it's hard to see a man making a big bear under his eyes.

Try to get some sleep.

I take the papers from the desk with a sip of tea.

This is a report from the lab. Following Plough's announcement, a new production of livestock farming equipment has been completed.

"Hello and the muscle sower are prototypes, but they seem to have worked well. Try to identify the problem while using it in Ajol Village."

My lab is truly excellent.

I see. Well, will the next seed be easier?

"Yes, the autumn harvest will see the creation of enough to cover the village's self-sufficiency."

That way, you can see that you are on track for the time being.

It will take years to stabilize, but the burden will be much lighter if we don't need to provide massive food support as we are now.

At least you won't have to take care of yourself this long.

This roughness is a little more patient.

"But Ash-kun, why did you do this in Ajol Village?

Asked fundamental questions about the plan now, it becomes unexpectedly rigid.

"There was nothing you couldn't do in any other village. For example, the villagers would have been more cooperative in Nodulla, and they wouldn't have needed so much food support."

Well, I guess so.

Absolutely right.

There was nothing that no other village could do, not to mention that other villages would have made it easier.

"Of course, Ash-kun didn't forget what he said the first time. I know how it feels to say that Ajol Village responded too much to the support from Renge and Adele Villages."

In fact, I came with a chin, and Miss Micah swelled her cheeks.

"But I was wondering if Ash-kun would be able to do just that. Not to mention such a tough plan. It's not like Ash-kun."

"Really?

In this world, I feel like I'm only living with momentum.

How simple it is for me to admire the story and really start.

That's right.

However, from Miss Micah's point of view, I'm not.

"Ash-kun is much more radical than he looks, but he's very gentle. I know you're not being rude because you're angry. Well, sometimes I get angry and indifferent because I'm gentle."

No, I'm as peaceful and warm as I look. What does radicalization look like?

Micah nods gently when she knows everything about my stacked questions.

"Mr. Renge, right?

There is an atmosphere where we know everything, but it doesn't seem to be accompanied by reality.

I'm not worried about you right now.

And maybe the Mayor of Marco. Ash-kun regrets that the kindness of the people who tried to help Ajol village to the best of their ability has not been properly conveyed. "

The pressure to nod to Micah's gaze inquiry is enormous.

"Well, that's the way it is, isn't it...?

Responding with the utmost ambiguity, Micah had no choice but to smile.

"I understand. Especially Renge-san and the Mayor of Marco said that they've known each other for a long time. I wonder how much courage it took for such a child to talk to Mr. Suylen and get along."

I really think so, so I nod back honestly.

I can't deny that the response from the village side of Ajol was too frustrating to imagine the shock of Miss Renge.

"Even Renge is a stranger. I wonder if you've become too introverted to say something like that..."

What a waste. This is the only person who can do the job. If I had been able to appeal to the surroundings more, I would have been able to be more active.

This could be a huge loss. I can't stop feeling sorry.

"Yeah, yeah, I want to do something about it."

Miss Micah smiles at me like that.

"After all, Ash-kun is kind. That kind of thing... fufu"

Micah hides her slightly dyed smile in a bowl of tea.

After drinking her tea, she stood up full of energy.

"Alright! Good luck with your work today!

"Yeah, right?

I suddenly switched too much and got confused.

Micah shook her fist with momentum.

"If this plan works, I'm sure we can get along with Mr. Suilen and Mr. Renge."

"Well, yeah. I'm thinking of telling Ms. Suylene somewhere, and I'd love to."

"Yeah! I'll help you as much as I can!

Ooh, and as she moved to her desk to get to work, the propulsion room door opened.

"Good morning!

She was about twice as loud as usual.

"Good morning, Renge!

"Good morning. How are you today?"

In response to my question, Miss Renge nods unequivocally.

"Ha, yes! I want to work hard too!

A slightly reddened lenge lowers her hips to her desk with a temperamental expression.

It's always an uphill posture.

You said, "Me too," right?

I glanced at Miss Micah. She looked at her cheeks in a cute manner.

Maybe they were listening to the conversation earlier. That being the case, the two people agreed.

I haven't had a bad conversation, but I don't think it was an embarrassing conversation to let the person hear.

Let's not touch it much. Again, me and Miss Micah nodded as they gazed at each other.

I'll take a deep breath and get the paperwork. I have a lot of work to do.

Ah, there's another donation from Mr. Quid.

Mr. Quid frequently donates to the budget of the Office of Territorial Reform Promotion. They let me in again this time.

Apparently, the alcohol lamp is selling more than I thought. It was a donation of the profit return.

It is very helpful because the pace of development of the laboratory has increased and the budget seems to be insufficient.

I will ask for a proper thank you at a later date.