It Seems I Came to Another World, Now What Should I Do

Out of the Lordship Hall, plugging into the park, the two of them loosely wave their tails wide as they look at this one.

"It's my first time!!

"I want to shine!!

The greenery of the park is also blue and lush compared to when it moved in, producing a blue scent that can be illuminated by summer sunlight. When permission is given, the cum bulldozer launches and the check begins without blemishes. Leaving the marking everywhere, we head through the park, out to the center, and continue west. The vibrancy within "Lisatia" is also intense with each day followed, which I think is an increase in carriages that go and go. Fortunately, there hasn't been an accident yet, but apart from alarm in the near future, traffic needs to be organized by the military. Because I, the Japanese, know the tragedy of a car accident best.

In the meantime, I walk with Liz in a welcome conversation. In search of a slightly late lunch, many people are out on the streets, with stalls connecting houses in search of the human being. Both Taro and Hime proceed well with an intriguing but lukewarm note of rare food. As the claw marks of a rhythmic wig echo in the cobblestone, they head through the West Gate, toward the farmland.

"Oh. You've grown a lot of wheat, too."

"Yeah. Looks good"

Continue along the shore watching the farmers take weeds and insects. It was a fairly solid shore, but the successful grass flourished so that they wouldn't do anything like that, and the loose slope was firmer with its roots. There will be no breakdown if a typhoon comes. Taro and Hime can't hide their excitement either in the on-parade of rare plants, and they're busy over there. Moving forward, the light becomes stronger. The light reflected on the paddy field creates what a pastoral and fantastic atmosphere it is to illuminate the area. Follow Taro and Hime, who ran out of Più, and arrive until between paddies. When I get off the shore and observe the condition of the paddy fields, I just wonder if the firmly rooted rice leaves are still stretching heavenly high with momentum.

"Looks good."

I'll try to pull the right one, but the roots that are tightly stretched out to say it's in the mud support its body disappointingly. I don't feel any sign of falling out.

"Hmm, I don't know because it's a plant I've never seen. But you look good."

As Liz looks at the rice, she observes with interest how Taro and Hime are transparent paddy fields to the bottom. At that time, something jumps out of the gap between rice and jumps around Talo's nose.

Fluffy!!

I lag back like a surprise, shaking my head maybe, but the one on the tip of my nose is holding tight or I don't try to leave. If you look closely, a small green body. Frogs tend to sit tight. When Taro, who gave up, lays down with a soggy look on his face, the shark smells like a frog with an intrigue.

"We're pulling water directly from the river, so it looks like the creatures are growing well. These cluttered creature carcasses and manure nourish us, so thank goodness."

Looking into the clear paddy water, creatures like river shrimp and creatures like tanishi grow all over it. Thinking it was a nostalgic landscape I'd seen a long time ago, there was something hiccup in my face from the gap between rice and rice. It would be Mr. Duck's child. I'm not looking yellow anymore, I'm turning into the same color as an adult bird. Soo-soo swimming, eating bugs cleverly diving their heads at the roots of the rice.

"Lovely."

Ask Liz in 'tame' the duck looking at her with her eyes gleaming.

"Is there any disability in life?

"Eh, something's chewy. All the time. '

When I finish my grumpy short reply, I hide in the tall rice again and go swimming softly. On closer inspection, ducks and other waterfowlers gather to create a unique ecosystem. I can tell from the noisy "familiarity" that Ming enjoys a meal without quarrel because it is with artificial swamps, sometimes said to be rich in prey.

I want to touch a frog that pops out of my nose tip, but when I touch it, it feels like it's going to break, and Taro and Hime fall to the side, and I look cute trying to touch it slightly using both front legs.

"You've become a richer place than I thought. It was too managed to be such a natural place..."

This was a paradise-like place from what I can only recall when I said that the algae, which had grown too much with chemical fertilizer, covered the surface of the paddy fields with yellow and green, or that the turnip shrimp, which had stuck to American fertilizer, was heavily bred.

"But this is going to be the mainstream of food in the future, right?

Nodding forcefully at Liz's words.

"There's definitely more grain increase than wheat. It takes a lot of work to manage, but given its nutritional value and ease of cooking, it should be replaced to some extent by rice cultivation. I just don't expect it to penetrate quickly, and I'm not willing to push it. I wish I could get more bumpy."

Is it still too early for flowers, and how many blue stretching rice paddies can indulge in the wind and respond to the coming disaster? I concentrated on that.