Isekai Nonbiri Nouka

The lid of the box opens and closes in response to my question.

Amazing.

A bit impressive.

......

But calmly check the surroundings.

Somebody's not going to press a switch, right?

It's pretty elaborate for a joke on me, so I guess it's okay: ......

Yeah, it looks fine.

But I know this box has a purpose, but why did you need that box?

Doesn't seem to make sense to let the box have a will, does it?

You can ask the box, but it will only tell you yes or no, so you check with Lou.

The advantage of an intelligence box like this is twofold.

One of the advantages Lou says is security.

By making the box remember its master, you can make the box open only to the master.

I see.

Another advantage is organization.

You can throw things in at random and the box will organize them for you.

Heh.

In addition, the more experienced boxes can help me get what my husband needs in a better place.

You can even do that.

That's convenient.

Yes, that's why the intelligence box is so valuable and expensive.

Moreover, because it is of this size, it can be used in many ways.

The grimoire in it is not damaged at all, so it might have the ability to store things inside.

Lou is giggling.

I wonder if he'll let her organize the herbs.

......

Think about it for a moment.

"Lou, what's it like to organize this box?

Let's see, the box I know, it looked neatly lined up.

If you put a book or something in it, it should be easy to pick it up, with the back of the book up.

Oh, not when the lid of the box is open.

The lid has to be tightly closed or it won't organize itself.

It's like you can just throw things in at random and then close the lid and they'll organize themselves.

Yes.

"You'll organize everything?

Like, for example, ingredients?

It should be.

Lou looks at the box while answering that.

The box opened the lid.

Jesus.

I see.

......

I made sure there was nothing in the box.

I shaved the wood for the fire with the all-purpose farming tools and put the shavings in the box.

Lou doesn't know what I'm doing and wants to hear it, but I ask him to wait a bit.

It would be embarrassing if I failed.

I closed the lid of the box and asked the question: "Can we have a conversation?

Can we have a conversation?

The lid of the box was open, and in it wood shavings were making a character.

"Of course. Master."

Oh, it's a success.

Now we can communicate.

I was about to brag to Lou about it, but he was so depressed that I pulled away.

Oh, because I didn't think of that?

...... Lou is shaking his head.

It seems not.

So why is it then?

Lou ignored my question and showed me the grimoire he had taken out of the box earlier.

The first page with the cover open.

"How to Make a Flying Carpet"

Heh.

Can you make a carpet like that?

Lou flips through the pages as he shows me.

......

It's about 200 pages long, but the first ten or so pages are on how to make a flying carpet, and the rest of the book is like a growing diary, or how to grow a flying carpet.

Well, I didn't read it carefully, so I could be wrong.

When I commented on this, Lou got teary-eyed.

'When I get home, you can help me translate from page one.

......

Ahhh!

Lou could not read the grimoire!

And even the letters displayed by the box!

When I was aware of the letters, the letters written in the grimoire and the letters displayed by the box were the same.

"I think the imperial demon letters are famous in their own right!

Ah, but grimoires are basically coded, so it's no wonder you can't read them."

The box said so, but it didn't seem to give Lou any comfort.

But the box didn't care.

"Flying carpets, also known as intelligence carpets, are like my colleagues."

Heh.

"It's also used for my transportation: ...... Ah!

I remember!"

What?

"The flying carpet that was carrying me began to rampage over this forest and dropped me!"

That's a tough one.

Is the wound okay?

"Don't worry.

We're confident in its sturdiness, and if it's just a small dent, we'll repair it after a bit."

I see.

That's encouraging.

"Thank you.

So, as I recall, I'm not the only box that was being carried."

?

"Fifteen boxes were dropped, including me."

...... XV?

"Yes."

The whole thing, the intelligence box?

"Yes, it is.

Master, could you please help me find my relatives?

I don't know how long it's been since we were dropped, but before it's too late."

Too late?

"We intelligence tools have consciousness, but if you stop thinking for a long period of time, you lose consciousness and become an ordinary tool.

I also slept long enough to be shocked earlier and would have been boxed in as it was had I not met the master."

I see.

Then we should hurry up and look for it.

I called out to those around me and began to search for the box.

Fifteen boxes.

One is in front of you, so there are fourteen pieces left.

It will be hard to find everything in this forest, but I want to find as many as I can for the sake of the box.

When I thought that, I found the remaining fourteen boxes more easily than I thought.

Black's kids found a suspicious spot and I just dug around with my [all-purpose farm tools].

The boxes seem to be happy to be reunited while cracking the lid.

Yeah, no box that became unconscious and just a box.

Good.

Now we just need to figure out ...... how to bring back those big boxes that this guy could fit in.

As you would expect, I'm not going to get so involved and leave you alone.

And it's not safe in the woods.

Okay, let's just ask the dragons.