I Shall Survive Using Potions!

Jiri Riri Riri!

"Enemy attack!!

One night, an alarm system stretched along our premises detected an intruder.

No, well, it's possible that he's just a visitor or a wildlife, but things are, like, what we deal with assuming the worst.

... and for the most part, reality comes about 45 degrees up its left diagonal.

I was relaxing in the living room with Leiko, so it was quick to deal with.

Check the position of the sensor-shaped potion container that sensed the intruder in the monitoring panel shaped potion container.

Point the infrared camera-shaped potion container attached to the roof in that direction and zoom.

That in an LCD Monitored Potion Container...... That stinks!!

"~ Shaped potion container" is omitted!

Everything that can't be in this world was built as a potion container!

For our own safety, we don't weigh ourselves down.

Safety first. This, common sense!

... So, what's on the monitor...

"" Kids?

Yes, boys about 5-6 years old and girls around 10 years old. The two of them are slowly approaching the building as they peer around.

She looks a little older to us because she's white, but she's used to it, so I know how old she is. Unless the child is extremely big or small than average.

And of course, "fertile environment correction" is also added to the determination of age.

… Orphans are often largely smaller than average in relation to their nutritional status. And fat orphans, etc., can't even be said.

"... an orphan?

"Maybe."

As I answered Leiko's question, he's an orphan like he painted it.

Originally it seemed like some of the best clothes, but that, too, is already thinly dirty.

I wouldn't be too worn out, but if I were a regular household, I'd do about laundry. Because of the lack of that condition, you can judge me an orphan. You can't even get into an orphanage, like a stray.

... and speaking of which, it was a former orphanage here...

"Anyway, we have burglars ages 5-6, and killers around 10, so we're a big enemy!

"I know!

To my cautionary words, that's what I say and nod, Leiko.

Yes, that's the world here, and there were as many countries on the modern planet as there were countries like that.

And we are sweet, weak women born and raised in a peaceful country. If those who live in madness in death are serious, there is a good chance that they will be stabbed with a knife and a flash of space. Neither potion making nor magic can handle a knife faster than a few seconds of comma being stuck out.

Yeah, we're both, like, the rear guards or the ranged type. Besides, Leiko has never killed anyone. That's too much anxiety.

So the enemy kills before they are approached. So......

"Intruder, reach first line of defense. On the regular route…"

Well, instead of sneaking in, he's headed straight for the front door.

When I go around off the road to the front door, there are pits and all kinds of welcome facilities waiting for me, but I just don't do that trick on the road to the front door. We might have visitors once in a while, and we might accidentally hook ourselves up.

But I wonder if coming directly from the front doesn't mean things are stolen or something.

But I can only think of a stray visiting someone else's house in the middle of the night, like stealing or begging. And if you beg, it will be during the day or in the evening, around the time when leftovers will be served. Never, it's like coming late at night like this.

I have a dagger on my left hand and a vial of bursting potion on my right hip because I don't have to tell you any secrets unnecessarily, Leiko is equipped with a short sword and a small crossbow.

... In preparation for this day, they were practicing various ways of handling weapons in Japan.

Eh, if I knew I'd be reincarnated, I'd be ready for a lot of things!

Anyway, I was ready, waiting for a visitor.

Katsun, Katsun!

And a while later, there was a door knocker noise.

Apparently, he wasn't a thief, he was a real customer.

But there are two kids with a thin, dirty wind at this hour without an appointment. Not a decent customer.

But using absenteeism doesn't make sense. That just sends the problem ahead, and maybe not from the front the next time it comes. This place should be greeted normally, no, amicably to get information.

"Ha ha!

For that reason, I opened the door and welcomed it bright......

"" Hiya!!

The two kids got buttcakes for flying back and forth.

"Ko, don't kill me!!

Ah.

I have a dagger in my left hand, and in the rear, Leiko is setting up a crossbow for me.

... That freaks me out...

"... So you guys used to live here?

"Ha, yes I grew up in this orphanage...... And a year ago, I was picked up by a neighboring merchant and somehow put to work as a slave, not as an adoptive daughter that had been explained beforehand, but I was in a gap (one) and escaped because I had felt like I was in danger. He had just been picked up just like me, take this kid..."

Ooh, that's heavy...

But did you take it from the beginning to use it as a slave?... you're a very bad guy.

"So, there's nowhere else to go, so you're back here. Reporting the destination…"

"Yes..."

And I kept walking a long way with the thought of dying with my younger child, and when I thought I finally got home about it, did you mean that I was greeted with a dagger and a crossbow, not by the dean and his people?

Well, do you also have buttocks......

Next to Meine, a nine-year-old girl desperately explaining, a six-year-old boy by the name of Aral, even disappoints in bread and soup.

I could have served meat dishes and stuff, but if I let him eat something with poor digestion where he was too hungry, he wouldn't accept the body and sometimes throw up, so I dared to make it soft bread and soup. For once, there is a lot of soup.

Meine also eats bread and soup before we talk. Whether it's a snack or all of a sudden you know you shouldn't eat a lot, although you haven't eaten too much...

But maybe the fact that Aral doesn't stop eating it is a personal reason.

Meine, apparently, called her real name Meenet, but it was an orphanage-specific rule that she was briefly called 'Meine'.

It seems common in orphanages to give young children a short, pronounceable name so that they can pronounce it easily, and so that when calling their names to stop dangerous behaviors, time is short at all.

And when you know your name when it's taken away, if that name is long or hard to pronounce on a young child, they often call it by shortening it as an nickname.

Ma, long names are against survival competition, huh? Japan also has a lesson story called "Life Unlimited"...

Anyway, I have to feed him today, bathe him, let him stay, and tomorrow, ask the realtor where the people who ran this orphanage are now and think about the departure of these kids.

Exactly, throwing him out like this and dying or slamming him, he doesn't sleep well.

Besides, it might be "just an orphan" for normal people, but for me, it's just like Emiles and the kids from "The Eye of the Goddess".

Pushing these kids aside is the same as pushing Emile, Belle, and Layette and the others aside.

At the very least, we need to find a decent destination and send him out......

Come to think of it, it was an orphanage here.

How could that have gone vacant and been sold?

Normally, an orphanage or something isn't like that going bankrupt. I'm not originally a for-profit company, so I guess it's not like I got a bad performance or a rival company...

If the country is decent, the lords are decent, and the people in the city are generally decent, there doesn't seem to be much of an orphanage that I've ever run that suddenly crumbles or anything......

Were the operating funds covered by state or lord support or donations from the people of the city? Is that a sudden interruption?

Uh-huh, why don't you ask the realtor tomorrow...

You should have heard it before you bought it, this is why they put it up for sale.

I'm not saying it's an accident property or a project in Oshima...