Himekishi to Camping Car

Sunny noon. A place where you can see the city and hear the creek spiral.

At the entrance to the stopped camper were Naoto and Sofia.

Naoto is standing by the door, with a sleeping blush head.

Sophia stands opposite him and the camper, wearing a princess dress.

There's a carriage stopping away, and your man is looking this way.

"Okay, I'm coming"

"You don't need lunch."

"Oh, I'll be home in the evening or so"

"That's tough. Is this a tea party with a local nobleman?

"You work here, too. It's no big deal."

That's what Sophia talks about. You're right, it's a face you don't think is hard.

"Oh, yeah, kanban."

"Ha."

She was tempered and changed from silver to flaming.

In a pure white princess dress, flaming hair wrapped around firepowder.

It is an outfit that makes you feel dignified and classy at the same time.

"Coming"

"There you go."

As for the no husband sending out his wife for holiday attendance, Naoto waved flirtatiously and dropped her off as she boarded the carriage and left.

After the carriage slowly heads toward the city and waits for it to become invisible.

"Well, let's get started"

Naoto remained half asleep with his blushing head and headed away from the camper.

There are many blue bamboos piled up there, as thick as a thick crotch. It was demanded separately when we arrived in this city and received supplies at the king's mercy.

Naoto lifted one of them together with the mushroom he had this prepared again.

"Brother, hey. What are you doing?"

There, the half-born girl between the oak and the elf, whom Mimi has just woken up, is still looking energetic today.

"Oh, good morning. Right."

Naoto looks up at the blue bamboo and mimi he has, and the sky.

I thought about it and went to Mimi.

"Bamboo dust, I'll make it for you"

"Bamboo dust?"

"Oh, look"

Naoto pressed the "deformed" button in the driver's seat and opened the edge.

I sat there and raised the bamboo diagonally.

First, the noodles were used to drop the verse from the bamboo into a large, bilaterally penetrating barrel.

Next, the bamboo is divided into one-centimetre widths and about ten centimetres long using the same amount of bamboo.

"I'm going to scrape it from here, but the bamboo dumplings I make are not the same as normal guys -"

"How is it different?

"Normally I also shred the skin surface, but mine leaves a whole skin surface"

As I explain, I use a knife to scrape the back of the bamboo that I subdivide.

Normally, when making bamboo stumps, they alternately cut the back and the surface, and so they diagonally created the structure of the propeller, but Naoto even cut the back.

After a while, bamboo emerged with little or no curvature and thin skins.

It feels more like a rule or a booklet than bamboo.

"Mimi, get me a candle and have Patricia light it."

"Ogo!"

Mimi jumped inside the camper and came back with a candle she put on the small plate after a while.

"Yes, brother"

"Thanks"

Naoto took it and left it on the edge.

"What are you going to do with that?

"Oh, here you go, candlesticking in the middle of the skin... slowing down"

Naoto said yes, he blurted a candle through the middle of the bamboo, which seemed regular as the word goes, adding a twist.

The skin withstood the candle fire and did not burn.

But he can't stand the heat, and gradually gets twisted.

After a while, the bamboo, which was a regular shape, twisted and became a propeller.

"Oh, wow"

"Put a bamboo skewer in the middle at the end...... yes you can"

"Wow."

"Look, let's try it."

"Yeah!"

Mimi received the raised bamboo shovel and rubbed it with her lovely hands.

Bamboo dust made the sound of boom, flying straight up.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Bamboo dust falling slowly after a lag time of really ten seconds.

Mimi was so excited about it.

"Wow! Your brother's bamboo is amazing."

"I also drop the meat in the middle compared to the bamboo dust I just scrape, so it's light. Easy to adjust the angle and fly straight up because you scrape it evenly and then create a curve"

"I'm not sure what it is, but it's amazing!

"Haha, that's right"

"Can I do it again?

"Oh, good."

Naoto said, Mimi sprinkled bamboo again.

Now I flew diagonally, so the bamboo dust flew forward.

"Wow!"

My instincts were stimulated by that, and a puppy who had previously slept under the edge ran out and chased bamboo stumps.

Turn in the bamboo dust that fell to the ground and come back.

Sitting and receiving bamboo dust from the tail-wielding puppy, Mimi further blurted.

The puppy goes after it.

Staring at one who could play and one, Naoto was made to dust.

The memories of my childhood at the National Convention of Bamboo Tongs also feel faded in front of this sight.

"... Now, do you want to make the original guy"

Naoto nodded, brought in new bamboo, one by one.

I'm going to make a bunch of parts and put them together.

Much past noon, by the time the camper's system indicated three o'clock, bamboo buckets were up.

It is so wonderful that even if you put water on it, it will not leak.

"Brother, what's that?

Mimi, who played all the way with bamboo dust, came back and asked Naoto.

"It's a bucket of bamboo, now it's just..."

"What are you going to do with this?

"Mimi, there was a watermelon in Patricia"

"Yeah, it was like a field."

"Get me one of those. Can you hold it?"

"Ogo!"

Mimi nods loudly and runs inside the camper.

Patricia jumped into the wonder space where she grew (,,) and came back with a watermelon after a while.

Naoto can make fun of it and stay in a bucket with water.

In a bucket, a watermelon floated.

"What's this?

"I'm hitting it, this is how it's done with water."

"Are you going to eat later?

"Yes."

"Oh, well, if it's cold."

That's what Mimi said, she flew the bamboo dust again and went after it herself.

"Kuh?

The puppy did not go with him, stayed on the spot and stared at the watermelon.

"haha, this is what bothers me"

"Wow!"

"Is that it? Hands."

"Wow!"

"Sit down."

"Wow!"

"Wok, it's a shiva drill!

"Huh?

He was a puppy who faithfully adhered to the planted shiatsu and did as ordered, but the last one wore a small neck without understanding.

"Haha, you just don't get this"

"Knock."

The puppy rang adorably, getting closer to the barrel and putting her chin on the edge.

Watermelons drifting in all manner of water and puppies making sure they can hit there as well.

Naoto scratched his adorable puppy's neck and stroked him. I fell straight into the edge and was cheerfully invited to take a nap.

I nodded as I heard Mimi playing with bamboo.

Eventually the sun went down, and when the day was about to end.

A carriage came ragged from the side of the city, and Naoto was woken by the sound.

Stand up, go inside the camper, and come back with a knife.

Meanwhile, the arriving Sofia stepped out of the carriage slightly.

Pure white princess dress with shimmering flaming hair.

He looks the same as he did when he went out, but his footsteps back were somewhat heavy.

Face that something didn't happen, but I'm purely tired.

Naoto knows that well, he works all day and has the same face that he saw on the windowsill when he came home after the electricity went out.

"Yes, Master"

Patricia, who drew the will of a direct person, offered a white plate.

Naoto cut apart the often cold watermelon, put it on a plate, and offered it to Sophia, who was back.

"Welcome home, good luck"

Sophia became Kyoton for a moment, but from her flaming hair to her silver hair, she had a gentle smile.