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

"Has it cooled down just a little..."

Did you manage to cut through the typhoon two days ago intact and finally take a breath? Mr. Cat, the forecast is still amazing. A slight breeze pours into the room through the window, not a stiff breeze that will be warmed by the heat on the ground even at night. Comfortable for a body lit by fire in the bath.

"Mm-hmm. It's already the middle of September... I wonder if it will cool down a little bit..."

Liz tilts an ice-floating cup and pours a cold herbal tea into it.

"I wonder if it's cooler by the time of the harvest festival"

I lean the cup too, looking at the clear moon floating in the clear night sky after the thick clouds have passed. Relax. The refreshing aroma of herbs, mainly mint, flutters out of your mouth.

"That day too... it was such a month..."

In the moon I looked up, I remember the first night I got down to the land. In the dark everywhere, the night I relied solely on the fire for snake moddles.

"That's right. We met Hiro about the middle of September."

"Ha. When I found out, I'd been living there for another year."

Slowly shifting his hips and lowering his body slightly off the chair as he arcs in the eye area. I remember that night, flattering my shoulders.

"I was careful... but I met Liz, so good for you. I never dreamed this would happen in a year."

"Hehe. I didn't think so either. I thought you were a hunter."

Liz smiles and stares at this one with her neck slightly tilted.

"You might have bent your life. Sorry, but I'm glad we met."

"If I hadn't gotten help in the first place, I wouldn't even know if I was alive today. You don't have to apologize. I'm glad we met, too."

"Keep up the good work"

"Yeah."

Put the dried cup on the table and stand up, hands on Liz's cheek, and say thank you. Liz, who snorted, was illuminated by the light of the moon and was beautiful as if she were a fairy in a story. I can't resist boiling pranks, I gently attach my hands to my back as they are, plug them into my thighs, and lift them all the way up.

"Oh, hey... Hiro?

When I gently roll into bed, I wake up to the sound, the taro and shark lift my neck all the way up, but I just thought we were twisted, and it goes round again.

"It was already a beautiful night."

"I was more concerned about the beautiful Liz"

Talk about it, talk about it. God, thank you for this encounter. With that in mind, I crawled my lips around my neck to cover it as it was.

September 16th is just a little cloudy. I thought it would be nice to see what was going on last night, but the thin clouds are moving here and there in the sky whether the clouds have flown since dawn. The morning sun, which began to rise, is also brilliant in combination with the clouds. Finish a meal of taro and shark and wake up Liz, who is in a terrible state. Listen to the novel flat-headed and enjoy the morning water. After breakfast, yes. It's a memorial harvest!!