How to Escape from an Implacable Man

7. Lucky Me (* Rex Perspective)

I know I'm very lucky.

"Rex, look at Margo!

"Help me dig up the field, Rex"

"Oh, we need to do something about the laundry. Rex, would you do me a favor?

"Rex! Origa took my doll -!

My house is an ancestral farmhouse with a slightly larger farmland. Well, my generation is so full of kids, maybe the farmland will be smaller from the next generation.

The fate of the first born or my role is basically to take care of my siblings. Why not be soft, touchy, let your hands burn, and still hate you?

"Rex's redhead is my mother's handover."

"Allen, who says so, looks just like Dad, doesn't he? I'm angry with you."

My sister is about to take my head to desperately comb this shitty hair as I squeamish and stroke my brother's head. Ouch.

Three neighbors, Grandpa Gi, died yesterday.

Last year, because of the weather, they were limiting the amount of food they ate so that enough food would pass to families other than themselves. My son and his wife moaned at the funeral that they knew it but couldn't do anything.

I'm lucky.

Thanks to the vastness of our farmland, farming is difficult, but planting various crops allows some one crop to be covered by other crops, even if it is inactive. So, we're running out of food, I didn't have to worry about that.

Grandpa Gi was knowledgeable, so I used to go between helping out with the house. He taught me a lot about how to read the weather, how to repel animals that raze the fields, and how the grass growing on the side of the road can be a medicine. It was also Grandpa Gi who taught me to read and write letters.

Truth is, I wanted to get out of town and go to 'school'.

So I learned all sorts of things, like crops that are resistant to cold damage, crops that are fruitful with less water, and how to make simple heated medicines, and I wish no one would teach that stuff in the village and die a little bit like Grandpa Gi.

But we can't afford that far.

I asked him to give up a few books that it was Grandpa Gi's artifact and decided to read them between the helps. My siblings are getting somewhat better at listening, so I couldn't even make that much time.

"Rex, Beth said she was sold to the florist."

Beth and I were friends who had siblings to each other and talked about the hardships of their eldest son. I don't know what caused it, but I was wondering if maybe because I heard that the wheat had drastically reduced its harvest in Skasca and what to do.

... Even when I heard about Beth, I was disgusted with myself recognizing my good fortune again.

So, what can I do with my luck?

I wonder if one day I'll sell myself when I can't help myself.

Or do I work a lot more so that that doesn't happen?

I wonder if I will be apprenticed or adopted by Yoso somewhere in order to reduce my food support.

When I had read all the books on Grandpa Gi's artifacts, childhood taming left the village when I was found with witchcraft qualities.

Even though he was the same age, he was a strange childhood trainer trying to take care of this and me. He was loud enough to comb his hair properly, or he was like pointing out little scratches and dirt that I hadn't even noticed.

"Rex, did you hear Ike left the village?

"Yeah, I heard it the other day"

"Well, I don't have much power, and Mr. Tubble and I both have boys upstairs, so maybe it was just fine"

……

"Rex?"

"Nothing"

My mother's insensitive words made me wonder if my head would boil.

Well, Ike is three men, he's not handy, and he's weaker than me.

Still, he had magical qualities, so he could make as many leaps as he wanted. Unlike the rest of us, who have no choice but to live in this village.

Besides, Ike's virtue is not power. Ike has a strong heart, even if he's weak. Betts, who was the village's biggest kid general, at a glance.

How old was that? It was when Betts took up the wooden sword of the toy that Ike got from his brother and took care of it.

Betts and Ike's physique was different around one and two. Yet, no matter how many times Ike was beaten, he stood up to Betts. Give it back. Stealing people's things is about thieves, he said.

Eventually, the rooted Betts settled by returning the wooden sword to Ike. Oh, by the way, Betts seems to have gone home and got his big eyeballs. Oh, this is pretty tough.

Well, Betts like that have been desperate to catch the attention of one younger tier lately.

"Rex?"

"Oh, Margo? What's wrong?"

My younger sister stood after holding a blurry doll.

"Origa, don't you know?

"Oliga's in the kitchen with her mother."

"... you know, I got it."

If you look at it, the doll's hand was lifting.

The puppets that descended from the top were not only stuttering, but everywhere they were filled with "Tsu" and "Ha".

"I'll sew it for you. Then there must have been some cleavage left, so... well, I can make you new clothes if you can't, but I can make you an apron or so"

"Really?"

When I stroked my sister's head, which sparkled her eyes, I stood up to pick up my sewing tools.

Hey, Ike. I wonder how I'll live in this village where you left off.

As a child, I miss you a lot.

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As a result, I left the village as well.

Ike, who left, asked me if I could be a pharmacist. He wants a human being to take care of the store that Ike's sister disciple opened.

I jumped without one or two.

My brother right down there, my sister, can help with the house as much as I once did, my sister at the bottom was not that handy, and above all, this village was too unrelated to the outside to breathe.

I'm lucky.

Ike's master was a surprisingly manly man. Because he's a magician, I thought he was my grandfather, but at least he's younger than our dad.

If I told myself that in an excited way when I introduced myself, for some reason, I'd be teased "I don't know about that".

The master was a very demanding person who did not look good on his face, and one challenge after another was so critical that he overused his head. Ike looking sideways also said, "Are you okay," but to be honest, it was fun. With your teacher's teachings, my world is expanding. Something that I had thrown away because it was weed is actually a pill for my throat when I fry it, or something. The master was knowledgeable and taught me many things, not just medicines. Of course, remembering drugs was my most important job, but I enjoyed hearing about the way the stars were read, the money in circulation in various countries, and strange crops in distant countries.

Of course, I remember my siblings from time to time.

But even without me, I was certain that I would be able to handle it. Don't worry about it.

When I was totally used to the life of the Mountain Anvil, the rumor was that Marie would come.

Finally. Someone who changed my life. Someone who paved the way for me to be a pharmacist.

As I was asking, Mr. Marie was a sweet man.

The master moaned that a weird bug had followed him, but he kept the tone of the man parent putting his daughter out to his daughter-in-law, so he decided to leave him alone.

"Rex, thank you for taking it on."

"Marie, thank you for giving me a chance."

I was taken to Teventio's pharmacy by Marie. Although it was a quieter town than I thought it would be, the sister next door seemed kind, and the regular Trontan, who looked at me knowing Marie was back, fit in with field rigging.

Unfortunately, Marie stayed in a cabin in the middle of the mountain to make a doll spare, but she doesn't miss Marie at all because the pharmacist has her puppet. The contents are with Marie, so the food she makes is delicious.

"Hey, Mr. Marie. What's Mr. Marie's good-looking guy like?

"... well, you should talk to Rex."

For some reason, I stunned my breakfast soup down my throat by surprise at the story of the "good-looking man" Marie told me, who let me swim her gaze just a little awkward.

"- Because he's such a person, maybe he'll come after us again this time. I'm sorry."

"No, no, no, you're not, Mr. Marie. The only thing I'm worried about is if he's really okay with it!

"You're not a bad person, are you? It's just that I'm a little obsessed, or that there's something going too far, that's all, so"

Can you clean it up with those words? The 'weird bug' your master said was really a 'weird bug'.

There are so many people in the world, what a level I don't think I should clean up.

"See you, Rex. I'll concentrate over there once, so call me if anything happens."

"Yes."

Marie says she's finished making doll parts and now she's in the bake. He said he didn't have time because of the "weird bug" in the example, and he said it was an irreversible one-shot battle, so he cared a lot.

When I clean up after breakfast, until the customer arrives, I continue with the expansion of the field that I was doing before breakfast. When Marie was in the pharmacy here, I could use the last resort, the Encouragement Magic, even if I ran out of ingredients, but unfortunately, I can't use the Magic. I've asked your master, but he says he's got less magic in the first place. Then I'll just have to choose the way I can secure the material. Because my business is' farming 'for now.

"Oh, Rex, you're going to have a good time."

"Ah, Mr. Lily. Good morning."

The beautiful sister next door came out to wash. This sister is a hell of a twat for Marie to say, but she's only a beautiful sister to me. From what I've heard, I don't think I can imitate it very well.

"Is Marie here?

"Yes, I'm in the house, though"

"Then give me this. Because I have your share, Rex."

It was a beautifully knitted decorative string that was given to me. It has beautiful balls on the edge of the string, and I get a fling that it's a pretty pricey thing.

"Uh, are you getting this expensive stuff?

"Oh, that's okay. I got a lot of stuff, and I was just having trouble ending it."

I got a lot, isn't that a mistake that made me contribute a lot, what a question to the bottom of my mind and say, "Thank you -!," he thanked.

"It's okay. Oh, but if there was any Remrose tea, could you accommodate it? Marie taught me that when I drink it, my skin feels good."

"Okay - I'll ask Marie!

Nice to meet you.

He gave it back the same way when he waved at me, and then I started waving again.

If seeds are planted at this time of year, when the snow has melted, pre-winter harvesting can be done. If you increase your stock that way, you shouldn't have any problems with your inventory in the winter. I'm not worried because Marie's going to be assisting me with a lot of things for a while, but I need to be alone soon and make Marie feel better.

"I'm sorry."

"Oh, yes, I'm going now -"

An elderly woman stood there saying she was a regular if she rushed back to the store wiping her sweat.

Uh, sure, Mr. Perla, huh?

"Hello. Uh, could it have been Lex?

"Yes. Uh, Mr. Perla, that's good, isn't it?"

Regular people here call me "Chan" about Marie and me for some reason. I'm not even that old anymore, but Marie moaned that there are so many regular people who are older that there's no choice.

"Uh, the usual medication today...... it's a little early, isn't it? Can I help you?

What I'm prescribing to Mr. Perla is medication and pain relief that will improve blood circulation. Sure, because we were talking about the heavy moon stuff.

"That's not it, listen to me, Rex. My middle son fell off the ladder and did his hips. I didn't take care of it, but don't let my daughter-in-law know this way either, it's something I tried to work on alone, so I'm sick."

I recall Mr. Perla's information desperately. Surely you had three sons, each already independent, living apart from your husband who gave the job to his oldest son, and it should have been. I remember your last son's job was as a merchant, but where did your middle son get into son-in-law?

"Does that mean you prescribe any medicine for beatings and, um, your daughter-in-law, too?

"Well, it's been a long time since I've seen it, and I don't think they've eaten much rice."

"Well, the heat, the stomach medicine, I guess. I'll check with Marie for a second, so can you wait -?

"Yeah, thanks. Rex."

In the meantime, I wanted to check with Marie just in case she had just failed to formulate herself by asking only about the symptoms.

I'd like to think it's not a mistake to deal with it, but there may be some overlooks.

"Mr. Marie."

"... Rex? Wait a minute."

As soon as I pressed Marie's magical ore into the newly added communications sorcery formation on the doll's chest, a voice was heard from the doll.

Slowly the doll rises up and blinks with her pussy. When Marie isn't moving, she can't help but wonder because her face really only looks like a doll, but her expression also looks human as soon as she starts moving. As a matter of fact, I sometimes love to see the moment when I turn from doll to human like this.

"Is something wrong?

"Uh, Mr. Perla's here now,"

I briefly explained Mr. Perla's circumstances.

"Then you just need to heat it up. Instead, in the meantime, let me give you a pill other than what your master gave you."

Marie, who is up, moves her hand to see if it is malfunctioning, turns on the apron and heads to the store.

"Long time no see, Mr. Perla"

"Oh, Marie. You were resting in the back, right? I'm sorry, I called you."

"No, it's okay because I wanted to see Mr. Perla's face too"

Marie asks me about the green ointment and the warm medicine. I can see how you can train me, so I have to live up to that expectation. I'm a little allergic to the fact that Mr. Perla's eyes looking at it are kind of like looking at his grandchildren.

"So, here it is, a pill made by Mr. Klein that has nourishment. Swallow without chewing. Because it tastes so bad."

"Oh, is that the guy who was here in the winter?

"Yeah, they don't sell much because they taste so bad. But I guarantee it will work. It's not painkillers or anything, so I don't know if it's a medicine, but it's just nutritional."

Curiosity kills cats, too, what a word.

I used to try to make sure it tasted good, listening to my master say that I would see hell if I didn't swallow it without biting.

My lips were bitter enough to tremble, my mouth was full of raw smells, and I spit them out unexpectedly, but the taste was strange for a while after that. It was as bad as that.

When Perla left, Marie seemed to notice me with a sinister face and said, "Did you remember something bad?," he asked.

"... I won't tell you to taste it again."

"Pfft, being curious isn't a bad thing, is it?

Marie says, "Because I moved it," and she sees how I'm doing. I'm still half-service, and I can't let you formulate the medicine on your own. Marie tells me that it's okay for one person, but she keeps in mind that it's something that she offers customers. I'm not that nervous, either, because I've never failed in a formula so far. 'Cause I'm just gonna put the medicinal herbs in the rind as it says while I check my notebook and I'm gonna crush them.

With that said, I'm most scared when I'm used to it, how dare Marie tell me. Hurry up. Don't look at the notebook too fast. He says it fails if you formulate it. Yeah, I have that kind of awareness, so I might have to be twice as careful with people.

Concon

I heard a knock when I finished formulating my throat medicine.

"I'll clean it up, so Rex can handle it?

"Normally, cleaning up is a disciple's job, right?

"'Cause Rex's in customer service training, right?

If that's what they say, there's no word to give it back. Sure, what I don't have is the technology to serve customers. If you count the failures of being too well or panicking, there's no point.

"Yes, go ahead -"

I speak to a customer outside.

It was a strange man, not a regular customer, who came in.

I think he's a traveler because he's wearing a travel costume. I wait for the customer to react, imagining what a sudden sickness the traveler took.

... you're kind of a very neat looking guy. What, alle? It doesn't fit the characteristics of the person who has golden hair, green eyes, and beautifully shaped expressions?

No, but no way, no.

"What kind of medicine are you looking for -?

In the meantime, I'll follow the customer service manual in me to make inquiries. Because if I don't tell you from over there, I have to hear your request from you.

"... No way"

An unexpected word broke out of the customer's mouth.

"Are you the 'Rex'...?