Isekai Ryouridou

Three days after the dinner of the salute in Castle Town - and the day the people of Gerd left Genos safely, the next day - is the twenty-fourth day of the Blue Moon.

When we left the house that morning with the wash in our arms, Rico and Belton were making conversations there on an amazing sword screen.

"You, turn your back! What the hell are you doing!?

"What a puppeteer I am! Well, compared to your mother, you're still immature, but that's not a reason to compromise!

Looking down at both of those things, the old swordsman Van-Deiro breathes deeply. I said, "What's going on?" When asked, Rico, looking back at this one, hastily lowered his head.

"Ah, good morning, Ai-Fa to Asta. I'm so sorry I've been making a scene in the morning. Belton was too ill-defined..."

"Which one of you is not listening well! I'm going to follow your whim, and I want you to try to be this one!

When Belton turns, Rico turns back to you with an evil look. Well, I don't have to feel the kind of smile that Chihuahuas and Pomeranians are barking at each other, but it seemed like an extremely serious situation for us.

"What the hell are you fussing about? We can't overlook them if they make a scene in the woodland settlements, can we?

While I pulled Rico and his totosses out of the earth, Ai-Fa stumbled in a much sharper voice.

Rico, who was about to say something back to Belton, shrinks in regret.

"Really, I don't have any apologies. Even though it's my role to make a play, Belton's going to talk."

"Hmm. Were you arguing or something about the job you were about to exchange? Well, I'm not impressed."

Ai-Fa, with his solemn face, proceeded to walk before Rico.

"It's Rico. You're still young, but you earn copper coins for your job, and you earn your life that day. So, what's the difference?

"Yes, that's for sure"

"Then let me tell you, no matter how young you are, without decorating your words... your belton should be a compatriot helping you with your work. If you had a disagreement with someone like that, you should do your best to talk about it? Flirting emotions doesn't solve anything.... Unless you're trying to screw your own people over."

I can't believe I'm screwing Belton.

Rico bit his lips off all the time after he called it that.

"... but that's right. If Me and Belton have a verbal fight, it's up to me to win. You can follow Belton in that way with force, right?"

"Um! You, what do you think I am!?

When Belton raised his anger, Rico smiled at you with a slightly sobbing look.

"Belton is an important compatriot. You two are trying to work together to rebuild the Horosuke Seat, but you can't fight about this. Until you're satisfied, shall we discuss this calmly?

"Huh," Belton tongued, facing like a shoulder watermark. And I pull down by the hat like hunting and hide that look.

"You're gonna say that, and you're gonna say me again, right? Then it's better to have a mouth fight, you still have a winning eye."

"That's not true. I want Belton to understand my feelings and thoughts. So, I also want to understand Belton's feelings and thoughts. That's how everyone in Horosuke was bonding, isn't it?

Belton kept his mouth shut and tried to answer nothing.

Without saying goodbye, an awkward silence has fallen, so I'll just plug in the words.

"What the hell were you two arguing about? We were talking about getting ready for the puppet costume, weren't we?

"Yes. I was going to go down to Accommodation Town and buy the tools I needed. It's just that... things have come up that I have to rethink..."

Rico and his line had even encouraged him over the past few days to gather the information underlying the story. Not to mention the houses of Sung, Zaza, and Sauti, but even listened and went around to smaller clan houses like Fou, Baim, Ravitz, as well as to the officials of the lodging town, or strangers, trying to capture the full extent of the commotion that once befell the woodland and Genos.

"I wanted to talk to you from different people, and I was finally able to assemble muscles, too. So here's what I found out...... Asta's story is not something I can finally tell you in a one-act play. So I reconsidered the idea of making two acts."

"When it comes to the composition of two acts, in short, do you mean making two plays?

"Yes. From when Asta shows up in the land, until we finish the Parents' Meeting, one act. Then it's until we can follow the commotion with Count Turan's house, another act. That's what I was trying to do."

With that said, Rico looked at Belton more to his surprise.

"But if you do, you'll also need a lot more puppet costumes. Besides, continuing plays are a little difficult to handle. If you keep showing off on your feet, it's going to be too long, so you'll have to put a dash on it before the second act. And we need to narrow it down so that even those who haven't seen the first act can enjoy it properly."

Then Belton, who was silent, speaks pointing that way.

"Before that, what about the fact that the first play I'm working on is two-act? If you do that, you'll double the effort involved! We're gonna have to create a new play without any role models, right? Do you really know how hard that is?

"I know.... No, I'm going to know. If I don't, I won't know how hard it really is... but I'm confident. If we don't spare our strength, it's gonna be an absolutely amazing play... I just imagined that I'd get my chest pounding. What?

That said, Rico took Belton's hand.

"But without Belton's power, I can't do that either. So I want Belton to know what kind of play I'm trying to make. Still, if Belton says he can't... I'll give up too."

"Liar. You can't give up."

"It's true! Because this is between me and Belton."

Rico has a frighteningly serious look, staring at Belton's face.

After a glimpse of it sideways, Belton shook Rico's hand off.

"You can't always grab people's hands.... Then let me hear the muscles in your head. If you're not convinced, I'll pull the trigger."

"Yeah! Thanks, Belton!

Rico turned to us with a quick glimmer of expression.

"We have a meeting in our own luggage.... Um, thank you very much, Ai-Fa!

"Stick around, I'm not talking about being thankful"

Ai-Fa solemnly pokes the reins of Totos at Rico. Rico bowed deeply as he received it.

That's how you two get together and go back to the luggage truck, and Van-Deiro sees I-Fa.

"Let me also thank you from Non. Your words seemed to echo Rico's heart."

Ai-Fa looked back at the top of Van-Deiro's Buddha as he opened his eyes a lot.

"... I don't remember uttering such a big word"

"No. As an elderly person, you have rightly guided young Rico. It's hard on the outlaws."

Van-Deiro tried to pull his jaw and thanked him, he went after Rico and the others.

Ey-fa dropping it off is frowning with some strange face. I was holding back the iron pan I was putting down at my feet, and I said, "What's going on?" I asked.

"No... it's kind of weird to be tickled around the heart. What the hell is going on here?

"I'm sure that would have pleased Van-Deiro's words. I think I love Van Deiro a lot."

"Respect... Respect. I didn't mean for a man in town to feel that way... but he often has a strange heart."

"That man is helping Rico and the others for nothing. I don't think it's so strange that I'm such a good person."

Yet Van-Deiro is supposedly no less powerful than Donda-Lou. Things around it went hand in hand, and I wonder if Ai-Fa was to have a sense of respect for Van Deiro.

"... if that man were younger, I might have exposed the small size of the vessel too"

"Hmm? What are you talking about?

"No, I thought if he was our age, I'd be jerking off too."

Joking and telling, I was ready for a low kick.

but - ii-fa rounded his eyes properly, and then dusted off his mouth all the time.

"No matter how fine that Van-Deiro is, I can't compare him to you or anything. Don't you even know that?

"No, I'd appreciate it if you could say that."

"... Speaking of which, there were plenty of fine ladies around you around the same age, Asta."

"Okay, sorry. I surrender. I was lying."

"Exactly. You lying bastard."

Ai-Fa laughed dull, then held the iron pot back himself.

That's how our day began today.

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"Asta! That Van-Deiro is staying in a settlement by the woods!?

Suddenly it was Kamua-Josh, a little hiccups, who had said those words.

The location is in front of the warehouse behind Kimmus's Tail Pavilion. Camua-Josh stood in front of the warehouse when he went out there with Levi's guide to rent a stall.

"Oh, thank you. You were back in Genos, Camua."

Camua-Josh was away from Genos the day after he attended the Lilyn family wedding to perform his duties as the Guardian. Camua-Josh, who had not seen him again in roughly ten days, stuffed me with his purple eyes glittering.

"To Genos, I came back late last night! So, what do you say? Is Van Deiro still staying in a forest settlement?

"Oh, yes. But I'm in a dormitory town now. We talked about touring shops all over the place to dress up the puppet's play."

After that, Rico and Belton were reconciling and going down to Inn Town earlier than we did. "Yes or no," Camua-Josh nodded at all.

"I'm lucky I didn't go wrong. It was worth the wait for Asta. Uh, a puppet costume means... a store that deals in yarn and textiles, I guess. All right, we need to go find him now!

"What's going on? It's unusual for Camus to be so excited."

"'Cause it's that Van-Deiro, isn't it? No stranger in the western kingdom, Van-Deiro in" The Lion Killer "! I've wandered all over the kingdom, but I haven't been lucky enough to travel with that man!

Camua-Josh was smiling with a face like a toddler. It is unusual to look so innocent, whether you are originally a naive Camua-Josh.

"I see. Are you saying that you loved Van-Deiro as a leader in the same" Guardian "?

"Yeah, yeah. Not only do you have the strength to be a swordsman, but you don't like the nobility that you don't eat, and the bigotry that doesn't abandon you."

"I know how noble you are, but are you bigoted?

"Yeah. 'Cause he's the blood muscle of a free-flowing people, isn't he? Normally, when you abandon your hometown, you throw it away with him. A free-flowing people is regarded as a lower place than the people of the kingdom."

That being said, it was now Camua-Josh smiling at the garlic.

"I wonder if that kind of bigotry gets me more and more distracted because I'm not other HR. Well, in my case, I can't hide my blood muscles because I just dumped him."

Speaking of which, Mr. Camua-Josh is a testament to his birth in the North. Yet Schmiral-Lilyn and others have abandoned Mr. as Sim's people at the time of the transfer of God. Since Mahdra and others are hostile countries, it was usually thought that we should dump Mr. first.

(I mean, I guess Camus is better up in bigotry)

Thinking like that, I made Camua-Josh laugh back.

"As a matter of fact, the puppet girl Van-Deiro is acting with also wanted to meet Camua. I let him appear in a puppet play without permission, and I don't care what he would do if he complained later, he seemed a lot sick."

"Put me in a puppet show? Ha, well, surely if we're going to deal with the Sung family and the Count Turan family and their disturbances, will we even talk about that? I can't believe I'm a busy clown."

"Sure, some camouflages look like clowns, but you're one of the central figures in that commotion, aren't you? Just so we're clear, it's a good role to play."

"No, no, if you sacrifice me or something to the lead, it won't be a story. I didn't want to, I was just scratching the spot."

That being said, Camua-Josh flinched his cape.

"Well, then let's go find Van-Deiro and the others. Um, where did Leyt go?

"If it was Late, I'd be helping Terrier-Mass work in the guest room. They just looked at each other for the first time, so I was hoping you could relax."

When Levi answered that way, Camua-Josh ran off on the spot, leaving him saying, "I understand."

"You're so shabby like a child. He's a lot drunk, too."

"Yeah, well, as a sword-maker, maybe we can't overlook it."

"Yeah. I didn't even know the name Van Deiro. Yumi was making a scene, saying he'd heard it in the bard song."

With those words exchanged, we decided to go for the outdoor area.

"Speaking of which, I guess Levi heard from Rico and the others, too? How'd it go?

"I don't know how it went, but I wasn't into that noise. I could only talk like anybody knows."

So Levi lowered his brow worryingly.

"But really, are they going to make something convincing? Nobody's gonna get what they did to the Sung family, right?

"Oh...... maybe you're worried about Mida-Lou?

"That's right. That's about all I know."

Mida-Lou used to work evil in the Inn Town. I destroyed many stalls that served dishes I didn't like. At the time, it was none other than this Levi who advised me of it.

But Levi is attending a feast by the woods to make friendships with Mida-Lou. Neither Yamir-Ray nor Zwei-Rutim are friends they no longer know.

"Was that just a deafening hungry ghost having a seizure? It's just that Mida-Lou is such a fool that it's become such a fuss. Besides, I didn't have a family to scold him..."

"Yeah. I'm most worried about that, too, that people around the Sung family and Count Turan's will feel bad. So, before we spread the word about the drama, we wanted you to check it out."

After I answered like that, I made Levi laugh.

"But I'm glad Levi's as worried as I am. I knew that's how you'd feel if you got along with the Mida-Lou guys."

"You bet. Show Ey-Fa only such a nostalgic smile"

Levi kept saying that, poking my shoulder small. Lars, who was walking next door, smiles softly, silently watching his son like that.

After arriving in the prescribed space, business is still fine today.

Today, of course, the trainees of the apprenticeship are in the big list. All the other trainees were face-to-face, as only the stalls of Thur-din confectionery did not need to be cooked locally.

In that, the young ladies of Matua - Ray-Matua - were grinning at each other not to be happy.

"Are you in a good mood this morning?

When I call it that way, I say, "Of course!" The cheerful word returned.

"After a while, I will be able to work in the stalls every day! I feel so sorry for everyone else...... I really can't contain my feelings of joy!

About two days ago, I just talked to Matua and Gaz's parents about going to work every day. That's how the parents accepted it in two replies, so she's so overflowing with joy, too.

Yet the other women never tried to argue. In his career in stall commerce, Ray-Matua was the third generation - the generation that began training even more during the rainy season, so it was a category of newcomers, even if not as Murphyra-Naham.

But there is a people by the clean woods. Envy doesn't make me jealous. Besides, he also had the temperament of strict meritocracy, and everyone was congratulating Ray-Matua and Malfira-Naham on their "promotion".

"However, there are aspects of our parents who are a lot more antagonistic to Gaz's blood family, so we are going to be able to speak out to them to be so excited"

It was the Ladies of the Rats who said so.

She laughed, "It's okay," although I was worried that there would no longer be a crack in Rats' bond with Gaz.

"Ray-Matua and Malfira-Naham are like brave men in hunters. I didn't do a power comparison like the hunters, because it's unacceptable for a man who couldn't be a brave man to be jealous of a brave man. I think that's why the parents told me to get excited, too."

Such rats and gazz will be the time to work on a joint harvest festival if they succeed. In comparison to the power of the hunter, the parents of Rats will also be tempted and aroused. And it would have been fortunate if I had been satisfied with the feast dishes of the numbers, starting with Ray-Matua.

At the same time, the parents of Day-Ravitz and Naham had not yet received a clear reply. Once the trainees are in public and set up a new schedule, they want to talk again.

"It's Easter in about twenty days, and before that, it's a harvest festival for six families! It's kind of a fun thing to do, and it brings my mind to mind! If I am too floating, do not hesitate to scold me!

That's what Ray-Matua said as he prepared the stall.

A weak crown, thirteen-year-old, an extremely lucid woman. He has long been a moodmaker alongside Yun-Sudra in the stalls of Fa, and his power as Kamado's number is impeccable. When attendees are recruited at the Lou family banquet, etc., they give their names and steadily deepen ties with the people of the Inn Town. She has supported my work in the shadows and days, and she has been a mysterious actor.

"You can't really imagine me scolding Ray-Matua. Well, if I even flipped it in an iron pot, I'd give you a little moxibustion."

"Soak the aubergines? I don't know, thank you! Of course, because I encourage you not to fail or anything!

It felt like today's work was also started.

Even this morning, I am in love. In recent years, the Inn Town of Genos itself has been feeling more busy, and this one painting selling Giva cuisine is chewing up individual sales even with so many more stalls. Tour-Din's confectionery stalls and Levi's ramen stalls add to the reputation and create synergies.

(When it's Easter, I guess Yumi and Naudis will be out stalls again. Besides, isn't it time for the other innkeepers to plan a Giva food stall? It's Easter, which is the best time to make money in a year, so it's more natural to do that)

Whatever it is, we just do our job.

Thinking that way, over the first rush of the morning, I had a delightful visitor.

"Hey, Asta! That was a lot of hisabi!

"Hey, Dial. And Larvis is a whisperer."

Deal, daughter of the iron furniture store in the south, and Larvis, his escort.

I also greeted him with a heartfelt smile, as it is both names that have barely shown their faces since I served my dinner with Grandnal, the master of the iron furniture store.

"This past month or so, I've been busy looking around! I had to pack up a good story with the customers I took over from Harias, and I can't work with Banaam again... I'm about to blow my head off already!

While stating it that way, Dial smiled when he was hissing. I guess my father entrusts me with Genos-based business to have a full day. Those beautiful emerald-like eyes were directed toward Yun-Sudra, who works in the next stall.

"How about a cooking knife or a one-handed pot you could buy from us? Of course, there won't be any deficiencies!

"Yes, we are all satisfied that even Fou and Run are now able to cook such delicious dishes. We hope to place another additional order soon"

The three families who used Fou as their parent were able to buy cookware from Dial. Then Ray-Matua, who worked for me, stepped out.

"The meat cutting knife used in Fa's house is something we could all buy from Dial, right? I'm just trying to talk to my parents about being able to buy a new knife at Gaz and Matua's house!

"Oh, really? From now on, I'm going to pick up the product for three months. If you order by the head of the silver moon, we can deliver it by the end of the month!

"You're the head of the silver moon. I understand. I'll tell the rest of my family."

It is a gorgeous combination of Ray-Matua and Yun-Sudra in Dial.

Then Larvis spoke, trying to spark that glorious air.

"Dear Dear Deal. Didn't you have something to tell Asta today?

"Huh? Oh, yeah! I heard, about the puppeteer! Are you sure he's okay? Why don't you go through the old wounds on Refraia?

It seems to be a real, straightforward statement.

I was supposed to repeat the same words I told Levi in the morning.

"Mm-hmm. Ah. If everyone by the woods trusts you, I wonder if I can trust you. Let me get this straight, because I absolutely don't like puppet plays that hurt Refraia, okay?

"That's what I feel, too. Plus, I don't want to hurt the Sung family."

"That's right. Well, I don't even know how to spread a decent story in order to kick some funny weather. Come on."

That's what I thought.

"Speaking of which, Dial is also a people of the south, isn't he? Zeland doesn't seem like such a distant territory, so I don't suppose there's some funny flair going on or something? Didn't your father tell you anything?

"No, Zeland is definitely a half-month place by luggage from Genos. Only in the realm of the western kingdom can the Lord Genos turn his hand around, right? Sounds like you have a lot of mouth-watering."

So did Deal's fatherly Granal ever hear strange flavors in his hometown, too?

When I asked him that, Dial nodded, "Yeah."

"My father himself stayed in Genos until the noise subsided and saw all the events. I don't think I've ever been confused by that... but I think I've been told stories without a thud."

"Yeah. What kind of weather was that?

I asked over and over, but Dial didn't really try to talk about it.

"It's funny how the wind smells, because the tail comes on. I don't think you need to put that in your ear."

"But you want to make sure this time. I want to convince myself how meaningful it is to spread the truth in a puppet play."

"Oh well. Well, I'll tell you... if you feel bad, don't get mad at me, okay?

After such a forethought, Deal finally told me.

"Asta used the people of the woods to sell her arms to the nobles, or... the lord of Genos used Asta and the people of the woods to crush the house of Count Turan, or... and Asta brought the people of the woods in colorful incense, and she used them as she did, what a sensation that sounded like."

"Yes, brimming with colored incense? How am I supposed to do that?

"So you're saying they thought Asta was a woman. It's not unusual for a woman to cook in Jagal."

That being said, Dial stirred his own thick, still ragged hair.

"There's no such thing as a wind. Imagine a human being who's never even been to Genos, if he likes, and makes a fuss of it. So, if that's an interesting story, it's getting more and more widespread."

"I see... well, if Rico and the others rub some funny puppet plays, they're going to help kick some funny flavors."

"Yeah. But... I still don't like it when Refraia gets hurt."

Dial, like a hungry puppy, got soggy.

I say, "It's okay," and I try to cheer it up.

"If that were the case, there could still be a rootless, leafless scent that would hurt Refraia? I guess spreading the proper truth will kick some of that... not all the bad stuff."

"Yeah, sort of. Speaking of which, I forgot I had that kind of affair."

And, Dial suddenly frowned back.

"All the masterminds were riffraia, what a flair there was, too. It seems that Refraia used the people of the woods to lose his father in order to gain the seat of the Lord. If there's such a ridiculous thing in front of me, I want to beat the crap out of you!

"That's terrible. Isn't there any reason why her only daughter, Refraia, would let her father lose his leg in the first place?

"So Leflaia fell in love with some nobleman and lost a father who disagreed with it or something, and the one who didn't know anything about Leflaia ruined that kind of scenery. You're already coming to your head!

The intuitive dial is the appearance of being increasingly angered in his own words.

"My father's traveling all over the country in business. He said the more we get away from Genos, the less credible it gets."

"Mm-hmm. As far as I'm concerned, you'd be amazed at the way the weather runs all the way to that far away territory. Not to mention that Jagal is exotic."

"That's all that noise meant it was unusual. Normally, noble sins are buried from darkness to darkness. If the head of the Count's house and his brother were of such a high standing, it would be even more so."

Saying it that way, Dial put his arms around him with a difficult face.

"So, well... I wonder if Asta's right, not all bad stories. Even Refraia would rather spread the truth than be tarnished with a sense of pride without roots or leaves."

"Yeah. So later, you think the sins committed by Count Turan's family won't be weirdly exaggerated or you'll just have to glance at them there"

"Yeah, okay. Then I will consult with the nobles of Genos to see if I can see the play. I'm not in a position to say anything... but I want to be there for you!

So finally, Deal made a peek at his smile.

"Oh, when I got angry, I was unnecessarily hungry. It's time to feed the Giva dish, Asta!

"Yeah. I'm sorry to hear about the long story."

Answering like that, I was feeling warm.

Levi and Deal are also caring for the mood of those they bond with. That didn't make me happy.

What kind of puppet play does Rico make? The day the answer was given should have already approached the present.