I want to protect you in this hand.

Arsh, eight years old, moon of eight.

Having gone as far as college in my previous life, I was going to teach Cyril and the others how to study, but I couldn't read Merida, I didn't know geography, I didn't know history, it didn't help.

I also made money in July and decided to ask what I cared about when the Demon Stone Refill turned out to be 240,000 gills. I mean, church, do you illegally rent it? That means. If you're making money, I want to borrow it properly.

Because that way we can use the church and the pastoral hall, without guilt.

If so, guild leader guild leader.

"That's a lord's deposit over there. An orphan uses silence."

"What? Instead of replenishing an oversized demon stone, you want to officially borrow it? Why again... I want to use the building, not the horse shop, well, yeah, so does that... ok, I'll ask you, yeah, if possible free to harvest the grounds? You're selfish, eh, don't you want to make breakfast? No, wait! I'll negotiate..."

Yes, I officially rented the church, a month of oversized demon stones, four for rent.

"Nevertheless, you're unusual children, even though you didn't care if you used it in silence"

"That's right, I'm always surprised. In a good way."

"Enough magic to replenish an oversized demon stone, or maybe one day I'll send it to college."

"It's what he thinks. I'm only eight years old. Let's see how it goes."

"Greg, it's time for you to have a wife..."

"No, no, I'm still young, Guild Chief. I'm busy, and now!

From the month of 8, 30 breakfast meals and 20 pairs of lunch were officially adopted, so the leaves and the dismantling station got better with occasional help. Profits decreased slightly, but more neighborhood wives were hired. A thankful being who teaches us common sense without parents. I had quite a few inquiries about the beast fat I had applied to the bread for lunch, so I decided to publish the method to be made to the demolition station. This also has a later purpose.

So I went into a commercial guild, and I made an account. Veterinary fat was appreciated because it would also be an effective use of excess skins and fats and would also be linked to employment. Not only do they appreciate it, but they have what they call an idea fee, or patent right. Thirty percent of the profits seem normal, but we thought about future dissemination, set it at only five percent, and renewed it five years later. I was told that it was because I was a child, but the cost of living should not go after money more than I can earn for myself. Besides, sooner or later it will spread to other demolition sites than Merrill (Niyali)... let this be the property of Arsh personally.

And in the excess of time, he began the Church's winter support. Early? No, no, it's three months away.

We all explored and the pastoral hall itself was to be untouched. It's the room behind the church. There was about twice as much room behind the church and the entrance leading outside, about eight tatami rooms. Make the entrance room a kitchen, make a collision and take a bath indoors. The back room has two tables and a chair, pull it over to the dock and lay the straw thick.

In the meantime, cut open the beans and oatmeal calves well washed and dried, kept by the leaves or by, and lay them down like carpets. Now we have about 12 tatami, warm free spaces with no earthfoot. All you have to do is make a futon calf and pack the straw. The futon is common in this world, and even if the four of us fall asleep, there is still room.

And then, before we go into full winter, I'm going to make quilts, replacing duvets and blankets. This was a hobby of my previous life, so I was just looking forward to it. Zash and the others came to see it and said they were coming to stay, so let's make a lot of it.

I just went to bed, but I really wanted to tell you, too. You two wanted to line up and do needlework. Now I hope you're healthy and reborn like me.