Fushi no Kami: Rebuilding Civilization Starts With a Village

The Fenex Academy had a round-table conversation room.

This is a classroom that educates orphans, and it is also a salon that brings together fellow researchers of Falke.

What awaited me in the conversation room was the smile of my companions, as nostalgic as Father Volke.

Hello, Ash. Long time no see.

"Long time no see, Arthur."

To say hello, Arthur nodded, "Yeah.

Then I'll tell her that it's been a long time.

It wasn't until she was able to control her emotions.

"I missed you, Ash!

When I thought I had a slight tremor, Arthur's body jumped at me.

"Really, really....! Long time no see, Ash!

"Yeah, it's a little too long to say..."

The body of the girl she hugged was wearing the same masculine costume as it was when she parted in the capital.

However, the time that had elapsed had led to growth that could not be concealed in clothing.

She's not that tall, but she's got more feminine softness on her face.

Hidden by shoulder pads and core insertion, but also around shoulders and hips. You can see the hidden femininity in the form of hugs.

He wraps a scarf around his throat to keep his throat from showing off.

"You look beautiful, Arthur."

Arthur jumps back in a hurry as he smiles at the hidden femininity that stimulates his five senses.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I'm so happy. Come on."

The reddish expression on her cheeks feels so cute that it makes Micah's back ache.

"It's good to see you, too. Just be careful. We've grown up to be kids."

I think it's dangerous for the two of us to be alone in the same room.

"That sounds unfortunate... but I see. Even in this outfit, you've grown up enough to make Ash think so?

The technique of stirring up the side hair with a stinking smell even drifts in color.

"Yeah, I'm scared to see you dressed up."

"Fear is a little harsh to say."

As soon as his cheeks swelled, Arthur expressed his dissatisfaction and laughed again.

"Oh, wow. This is really how you talk to Ash. There's everything you need to know, everything you need to say."

Me too. I'm sure Mika-san was looking forward to seeing you.... "

Every time a letter arrived from King's Landing, Miss Mayka repeated Arthur's memories.

This time, I thought she would be delighted to meet Arthur on a sudden trip to King's Landing, but I left everything to her.

"Oh, I'm listening. Don't worry about Ash. Micah and I have a chance to talk later."

"Really? Then I don't mind...."

Misguided by the two of us, Arthur slaps me on the shoulder with a lonely face.

"I'm sorry about Micah, but I'd rather be alone with Ash. Just for a moment, I'll have Ash to myself."

That said, Arthur sits me in a chair and peeks into my face from behind.

"Fufu, I haven't seen Ash from this angle in a long time. Yeah, calm down. It's going to calm me down."

"I remember the dormitory of the nostalgic Military Girls' Association."

"Just like back then, I'm going to teach you a lot today. First, the Office for the Promotion of Territorial Reform! Micah and Ash are in charge?

"Yeah, that's right. There's Hermes and Raina in the lab."

Every time a name comes up, Arthur flaunts his nostalgia.

Every time a strange name appears, Arthur brightens his face with curiosity.

Arthur seemed happy to know someone he didn't.

Arthur seemed to enjoy knowing who the stranger was.

"Ah, that's good... Me too....."

And I was terribly sorry that I wasn't in the story.

Cheers rise in the garden of the Fenex Academy.

The neighborhood is annoying, but the neighbors are also cheering, so it's not likely to be a problem.

"Ooh", "wow", "awesome", and "bad" account for 90-80 percent of the exciting voice. Everyone's vocabulary is exhausted.

What they're looking at hot is a tendon powered plane.

It is one of the supplies that I asked the Quid Chamber of Commerce to transport when I decided to go to King's Landing.

When Arthur, a busy man, left the school, he was asked to show it to all the orphans, so he conducted an exhibition flight with the intention of using one plane to crush it.

Because I know why it's a premise to crush it, because I know that the excited kids will ruin it.

For now, as I told you, I am flying the plane carefully. Waiting for the order to be followed.

Well, how many more minutes do I have?

Next to me, there are two men and women in their early twenties standing side by side with a bitter smile.

To put it in more detail, only men stand, while the other woman makes noise in the poles of excitement.

"Uh-oh! Oh, my God! Whoa, whoa!

Thus is one in ninety-eight.

Not all of her looks much younger than her age is due to her childish face. Looking at her big eyes, she seemed to have copied the children in an enlarged fashion.

As for her, I'll also mention that she was an incredible person who flew the plane ahead of the children.

"Tris, I know you're excited, but it's time to calm down. Just a little."

The man standing complains while avoiding swinging his arms.

It is a rare exception that is not included in ninety-eight minutes.

"Because of that! Ruth, that's it! Wow!"

"Oh, wow. I'm also very impressed. But calm down. I'll put up with your voice, so keep your body quiet."

"Shit! It's so shitty!

The man exhaled a heavy breath like a stone, offering comfort to himself who had ended up in prison.

Then he looks at me calming down and smiles as if he has found some peace of mind.

"I'm sorry, Sir Fennex. Tris, well, he's like this. I can't say I was completely in trouble because this too frank curiosity supports her amount of knowledge."

"Yes, I think Mr. Tris is very good. I've been helped many times. Of course, to Mr. Ruth."

A woman who is even present is Miss Tris. The man you're following is Ruth.

These two are fellow researchers of Father Volke, the regular salon attendees at this school, and they have sent me letters, but they are my collaborators.

"It is an honor to receive a compliment from Lord Fennex. I can't thank you enough for showing me something very interesting."

"Given the usefulness of the medicinal knowledge that Ruth taught me, I'll show you as much as I can."

They're each other.

As a medical researcher, Mr. Ruth is a cleric apprentice.

Medical technology in this world, with no anaesthetics or disinfectants, is mostly limited to how oral medicines are used.

Ruth is also looking into surgical procedures, while also gaining knowledge of the medicine. It's a rare talent rarely found in this world.

Too rare to be seen as having done an autopsy to examine the structure of the human body and to be cut off from patron support.

As it stands, researchers end their lives and are sent to churches around the countryside. I even checked the structure of the human body.

A middle-aged priest with a rare history of returning from the countryside called out to such a disappointed Mr. Ruth.

"You cut open a corpse to examine the structure of a person's body? I know a weird kid who wanted to do the same thing. Interested?

With the mediation of Father Folke, Mr. Ruth wrote to a strange kid in the distance who thought he was a comrade, even though he was half-hearted.

Needless to say, a weird kid is me.

I will correct it because there are various shortcomings, but since human anatomy has been completed in the territorial capital, it is correct to "do the same thing" rather than "wanted to do the same thing".

I was pleased to acknowledge the strange thing, the kid.

"The anatomical drawings of the medical books in the Temple of the Reichstag are full of mistakes! Defects are also a good thing! How about an anatomical view of the temple in King's Landing? Ah, I'll send you alcohol and soap that you can use to disinfect it."

"Same here! Oh, my God! Surgical surgery is another dream! And thanks for the alcohol and soap! Now you can clean up and check up on your surroundings!

In a moment, or so to speak, it's a one-off gesture.

Since then, they have exchanged the results of each other's autopsies by writing their own anatomical diagrams.

Thanks to this, we pride ourselves on the accuracy of the two currently integrated anatomical maps.

Ruth's research expenses have also been accommodated for some time from the research expenses of the Sacramento and Falcon priests, and some royalties have become generous patrons, so they have been solved safely.

"So, Ser Fennex... you said you might get anesthesia as a result of your interaction with Tris, right?

Looking at the plane, Mr. Ruth, who was calm and impressed, suddenly seemed distracted.

The flickering gaze seemed to be a child who wanted sweets.

"Yeah, you taught me about sulfur, so I made sulfuric acid from it."

When ethanol, an alcohol obtained by drying charcoal, is mixed with this sulfuric acid, it becomes called diethyl ether.

It's a genuine anesthetic that I finally got in the world.

Although anesthesia is a weak category, it is not addictive and only presents with temporary side effects, making it a convenient first step in anesthesia.

Narcotics like opium have a higher anesthetic effect and can be easily used, but given the side effect of poisoning, they are hesitant to use it on boulders. It is also difficult to calculate the amount.

"Oh, it's a boulder, Lord Fennex! Having you and your acquaintance is the greatest joy of my life!

Holding my hand tightly, Mr. Ruth sends me a hot look.

"I've prototyped a small amount, but I've brought it, so I'll give it to you later."

"Thank you! We're going to have an experiment in the future... I see, I have a treatment plan for you in the near future, so if I can use it there. Um, if Lord Fennex was still in King's Landing at that time, could you help me... Oh, no, he's in King's Landing at this time, so he's more of a participant?

Did you hear Mr Ruth's voice when he started to crawl alone? Ms Tris flew like a squeezed bow and arrow.

"I heard something like sulfuric acid and anesthesia! Ash-kun, did you do it!?

Yes, it's a prototype, but it's done.

"Really!? Ash, you're amazing! I mean, Ash-kun, the worst! Let me see what it's like!

"I've got it for you, and I'll give it to Mr. Tris."

"I did it! Ash-kun, I love you!"

Miss Tris, who is always emotionally honest, can't help but hug me.

Physical contact with older women is an invaluable experience.

"Ah, here! Tris, don't do this, it'll bother you!

Ruth grabbed and pulled off the strange Miss Tris' neck when she returned to me.

I warn myself not to think it's a pity.

"Ugh! Ruth, you're necked!

"Idiot! Be a little more careful with Lord Fennex! He's already a knight."

"Eh? But Ash-kun is Ash-kun? Hey?"

Well, I assure you that nothing has changed.

"Indeed, Sir Fennex is as polite and carefree as ever. I have an honest preference for it."

"That's right. She's easy to talk to, understands the story, and can do it!"

"But, Tris. It's such a talent, and unlike him when I met him, it's a very good year. Of course, there are many people who think about his marriage partner, starting with Sakura Border."

"Oh, Ash-kun, are you getting married?

"Don't ask me straight, you idiot!

Ruth's fist roars at the remarks of his impudent fellow researchers.

After completing his anatomy, his fist hits the skull at an angle that accurately inflicts pain.

"Ahhhh!? It hurts, it hurts so much, Ruth! I think I got it!

"Given your rudeness, it's a natural pain! I'm not telling you to understand the aristocratic society at all, but if you don't, keep your mouth shut."

"Ah, if you use anesthesia, it won't hurt, right? Can I try it?

Soon after scolding, Ruth exhales a distressing sigh to the whimsical Ms. Tris, who flies from one flower to the next.

This appearance belonged to him who was accustomed to this exchange.

Ms. Tris is a very aggressive musician who keeps jumping on what she thought would be interesting.

Originally, a maiden's chic motivation to like flowers and want to see flowers she has never seen was the first step in her quest.

Me and Mr Ruth see this as a false declaration by Ms Tris.

Leaving aside the search for the truth around here, Ms. Tris began with flowers, spreading her interest in plants in general, and in the bugs, birds, and beasts that gather in them.

She described the result very succinctly.

"There's a lot of stuff, and I'm doing a lot of things."

Rate it as a very accurate expression. I can see her taste in a place that is too clumsy to be mistaken.

However, you must not be deceived by Ms. Tris's foolish remarks. Her perception seemed chaotic, but at the same time she looked out at the big picture.

One time, when I talked about monsters in a letter, the musician said Sarasara.

"But after everything I've seen, monsters are strange. Flowers, trees, birds and beasts are completely different. There are only human beings who do that."

I didn't expect to find anything in common between monsters and humans anymore.

When asked where they resembled each other, they returned with something completely different from the other creatures.

"There are too many different things, but to name one, it feels like the purpose is different? Living to live is a normal creature, living to live, but sometimes we die knowing that we die, like humans?

The Tris transcript is too sensual to understand, but somehow difficult to understand.

Comparing her true intentions to snakes, I am grasping the tail. They're hunting us, after all.

But I have to say nylon in a completely different place, and if it's true, I have to grab you. It's my head that bites.

In other words, they're not fully captured. This is what happens most of the time.

Such a strange girl, the amount of knowledge is real.

When Ruth consults about the medicinal herbs that he sees in the literature, he answers from her brain atlas that they are in every region.

Ruth praised her for her dilemma of being very competent, cooperative and helpful.

The discovery of sulfur, she said, "Don't you know something of this nature?" After consulting with the source, she said she was in danger. "Is that it?".

It is a large living dictionary that corresponds to ambiguous search terms, and a large living atlas.

Miss Tris, you are truly capable.

"Ah, yes. Ash-kun, you're going to see the temple in King's Landing, right?

"Yeah, I'll go check out the King's Landing."

This is my main event in King's Landing.

"Let me know when you find out. I'll show you around."

"That helps. It was an opportunity, so I wanted to check as much literature as possible that wasn't in the territorial capital."

"I thought so. I know the general location of the browsable library, so let me handle it."

Mr Ruth will also come aboard Miss Tris, who smacks her chest.

"I'll come with you then. Even books outside the field will be useful enough to see some content. And with Lord Fennex, we may be able to discover what we've missed."

"Thank you very much. May I ask Father Folke for help?"

I don't think Mr. Arthur can do it. I'd like you to come with me just for a moment, but she's in a position.

But let me just ask you a favor.

Well, let me know when you have an appointment...

So the children screamed tall.

Looks like he did it. I destroyed the plane.

As I approached with a bitter smile, the children who caused it trembled with tears.

"Which one, please?

Receiving it and checking it, it looks like one side of the wing is broken.

Frame is partially broken and cloth is torn.

I can fix this. When the propeller part broke, it was a little out of my control, so I was lucky.

"As you can see, this is very fragile. If you promise to be careful next time, I'll fix it for you this time."

In response to my remarks, the children instantly made their faces shine and promised me cheerfully.

Some of the foresighted kids have said they want to see how to fix it. I'll break it again.

I'm looking forward to the future of a smart kid, so I suddenly decide to hold a craftsmanship class at the school.

If you make a good impression here, they may come to Border Territories when they grow up.

This is a time of trouble.

Ms. Tris and her guardian, Mr. Ruth, were also involved in the craftsmanship class.