Hitsugi no Maou

Thirty-one Stories: Four Celebrating the Night

When they ate up Ledge's bottled (Binzu) nuts early, the four of them even began to scratch their bunks at the foot of a giant hole.

To prevent a bug or snake from biting you, mow (or) all the grass in the place where you can lie, then dig (cheeks) back and empty the soil around it.

If you keep the moat's snare in the form of a rat-back, you'll be able to retreat quite a bit from the surrounding meadows.

Straw and Ledge mowing grass with sword blades and digging back soil with sheaths (sayings). While they are landscaping, Sabitoga will edit (ah) the grass mowed with the girl and prepare the roof of the bedding.

Knitting blue grass and turning it into a tent and burning fire underneath. This way you can also kill tent bugs while you rest. The girl quickly learned how to knit Sabitoga, whose knitting becomes a fine twist. Eventually, Straw and Ledge also finish their work and join us in making the tent.

And by the time the sun was leaning, and the world was stained with the color of the cedar, a tent large enough to cover everyone's head had been completed. Consolidate the soil that came out when you built the moat, build the foundation, and erect the rust Ga spear that pulled out the planting sword after protecting it with a cloth, making it the strut of the tent. A grass tent was placed there, and the ends (scissors) of all sides were fixed with empty bottles and stones.

And then there's fire. It is difficult to keep the overnight fire lit (both) just by the surrounding Japanese-style grass. Sabitoga and the others gathered their gaze on the Kakashi that Straw carried, without any doubt, but the guide Straw hung his eyes (one) up and did not allow anyone to speak. Instead, he takes a small firestone out of his luggage bag and gives it to him, and Sabitoga has no choice but to separate the surrounding grass with his feet and look for firewood (maki).

It was a pleasure not to bring a single branch of dried bunna, which was piled with mountains in the village of the birth canal. What I eventually found in the grass for four was an old femur (more or less) bone and hemp gloves that I thought were even older than that, if only naturally. Plus one axe (of) with the blade crushed in two.

All would be left behind by the explorers of the ancestors. Regardless of the femur, the wooden pattern of gloves and axe (eh) fuels. Awaken the sky, which had already changed from cedar to dark blue, then Sabitoga hurriedly enters the grass tent, combining gloves and axe patterns, as well as Japanese grass. Part of the tent was pulled up to open the smoke vent, then the firestone was pounded.

The firestone that Straw had was really just a string of stones, and only a little spark scattered over the hard to hold. I tore off the feather collar roll a little and added it to the fire exit (dust), but the fire was bad.

Sabitoga begins to burn a little in a dark world. Next to his face, an unexpected blade tip stuck out.

"You want to use it?

If you look at it, the girl is offering a little blade as small as her finger from behind. Where the hell was that? That's the knife she threw at the warebear before.

Seeing a fine groove (Mizo) running at the root of that blade, Sabitoga received a knife and slid the flint stone over the groove.

There's a zillion noises, and the sparks splash innumerably. Yet again the same motion caused the firepowder to burn in the feathers. Put your hands on the fire escape and breathe slowly to give life.

The feathers glowed bright red, and the color shifted to hemp gloves, to grass, and, wow, the flames raised their voices.

The faces of everyone peeking into the flames from Sabitoga's back are lit up in the tent.

Sabitoga looked back at her companions, relieved, and breathed into the flames that eventually began to burn the thick pattern of her hesitation and axe.