Jui-san no Oshigoto in Isekai

Today is Liz's day.

After finishing lunch and taking a sigh of breath, the wind sight fell asleep at noon, sitting on the sofa in the living room, before finally falling asleep.

'Cause it's a couch with soft fur stretched out two or three centimeters.

On top of wrapping my body loosely, the feeling that I don't even have in my pretense and futon becomes my second cushion.

Not less comfortable than a bed, the wind gaze woke up thin and went into bed again and again.

That was such a deep sleep that I didn't even realize when the towel kettle had been on my body anymore.

And, like that, he woke up too when he heard a patsy and busy walking from the side.

Straight ahead, through the window you can see the sky with a cedar colour. It seemed like it was almost dusk. This is unconscious.

……

I haven't even restarted my head yet, and I wasn't sure at first, but apparently it sounds like Liz was going in and out of the kitchen and the pantry.

There are several kinds of potatoes, pumpkins, and so on in the pantry that was dug and made in the basement because it is this world with no refrigerator. Smoked meat, barrel liquor, and powders and seasonings are stored after that.

Looks like what she brought from there was smoked meat.

The table in front of me had sliced and baked smoked meat and well washed vegetables, and the rest was already in the basket with oval bread cut to an affordable size.

Another basket prepared contains wine and glasses, cork extraction, etc.

I can't go wrong with this. It was a picnic outfit correctly.

"What, this...?

"Is it finally happening? I had a hard time getting ready because Singo was asleep."

You must have noticed what happened.

She was bringing out the new cheese, and she couldn't cut into boulders while handcuffed, or she was giving up and coming to put it away in a basket with a knife.

Speaking of other preparations, I would have been done if I had cut off the smoked meat hanging and baked it, but it certainly seemed like a lot of difficulty even with the work to that extent in this way.

Now she is tired.

She finally tried to put her hands on her hips, but she sighed remembering that if she was properly inhibited by the cuffs, this would also interfere.

"Could you possibly go outside?

"I'm not going to eat here with this gear."

It is a particular opinion.

But if you look outside, the yang is already inclined, and it is evening. It's going to be night by the time we get to our destination, even after dinner.

"The surroundings of Hydra are surrounded by demons, and thanks to that, the guards I have free hands are patrolling the interior, so I don't have to worry about thieves these days. Let's take a walk along the river and get some air outside."

"What about this basket and booze?

"It's a full moon tonight. I was wondering if it would be a good idea to look up and spend some time. That knob."

It was normal for her to say anything as drunk as a beer, but only two bottles of wine were available.

It is rare to drink until intoxicated, but in short, it seems to be a moonshine.

"I see. It's two people in a corner, and that's probably a good idea sometimes."

She looks ready now.

Windmill followed Liz as she led the way when she had a basket full of booze and food.

As declared, the two climb upstream on foot along the dirt bank of the river when they reach the river.

This river is a river that pours into the lake facing Hydra, only ten meters wide or a little more.

Occasionally I take the stopover of letting my feet play and rest in that fresh water, or jump across a stone in the river, but I go upstream.

Slightly plugged into the mountainous areas, the sun went down when the road narrowed, and the moon became more prominent.

"Okay, I got it. I wonder if I can get to that tree."

Apparently, we've arrived at our destination.

Along the river stood a hill as low and gentle as a two-story building, with one large tree on top of it.

It was a one-of-a-kind tree with a very thick trunk but not very bushy leaves.

Is it an old tree for a long time? The trunk is distorted and penetrating. It was a tree like ropewood cedar if the wind sight could be compared.

There's nothing like a plastic sheet or mat, but Liz turns her back on the trunk when she sits on the spot.

"Look, hurry up. If the wind hid the moon and passed the sight, there wouldn't be an ex or a child, would there?

"You don't have to see the moon to enjoy it."

"Huh? How do you enjoy the unseen? That would be a slow, missed old saying."

Because that was fine, Liz slapped him on the ground next door and encouraged him to sit down.

The wind still laughs bitterly at the feeling of dough over flowers. I can eat ahead of time because I'm still young with him, but the feeling that I'm disappointed because I'm holding on to these girls' reins from day to day has already lurked.

Yes, and when I reply calmly, I'll start with a simple sandwich with bread and ingredients and hand it to you.

Extra cheese and smoked meat were cut into pieces and ready as a knob.

She eats by herself without any problems because she can eat by hand all the time.

Supported with both hands, the ingredients inside look like small animals eating nuts and smile where they eat careful not to stick out and fall off. Usually I would have finished eating with a pucker while supporting it with one hand.

I was just looking at that place and it seems like it would be staring at me, so I also prepared my own wind view.

The two of them flattened them, where their bellies were filled, this time at booze.

"Look, I'm just gonna open this one, okay? Today's trophy."

Then Liz immediately offers me a bottle.

Not to mention the bread. This is the one she was looking forward to.

"Don't drink too much, do you?

"I won't bring that amount from the beginning. You'll see, won't you?

Speaking of which, it certainly is. I forgot to follow because I didn't have any difficulty, but it wasn't strange that my usual girlfriend would have brought the hand the windsight held to me so tired.

Even so, this time he weighed himself down with all this.

It's unusual for Liz not to learn unless it's something that hurts. Was it somewhere in pain - and the wind gaze looked at her thinking a little rude?

……

"Is it weird if I weigh myself for no particular reason"

"Why did you find out if you didn't say anything...!?

"Singo is easy to understand. If you look at my face, you'll see. You're lettering joy and sorrow with your face."

"It's a word I don't want the girl downstairs to say, it!

"I didn't disparage you, did I? I don't know about anyone else, but it doesn't make me uncomfortable to see Singo's face."

There is no standing when people say they have much more experience in life, but they see it that far. It's like being easily perceived as life.

Chloe and Cubi could have put it a little better, but as for Liz, I guess this is still a word that you took fully into account.

In the meantime, the wind gaze was decided to interpret in Chloe's voice that 'I can feel better if I see your smile'. It is a hateful statement to think so.

"Just now, I feel like I know what Singo is saying."

"Are you talking about words you don't want me to say?

"One more time before that. I'm talking about the moon."

When he opened the cork with the cucumber, and had the liquor poured over him, Liz smelled the scent for a moment, then looked up at the moon and began to taste and drink it rolling over his tongue.

One bite. Two bites...

Taste the third sip, and the wind sight poured into the glass. She resumed the conversation.

"Anyone can do this if they only enjoy what's right in front of them. It's not the same as drinking cheap alcohol just to get drunk."

Is it to call it cheap alcohol? She drank all the time and emptied the glass.

The sensation of alcohol spreading through the back of your throat. Exhaled more, she leans another glass and urges.

(That, I feel like I'm treating you like Chris holding a bottle and holding it aside...)

The wind that accidentally thought of that is a complicated mood.

First, it's the younger girl who tries to tell a deep and good story, and it seems troubling because of the preconditions that I wonder what the reversed structure of myself is to listen to it quietly.

"... listen to people"

"Ohh."

And, thinking about it, Liz shook her head and slapped the wind gazing face with her long hair that gained momentum.

She took a solo sumo even though people were serious about it, and next time she did, she stuffed her gaze with words to stop it already.

I honestly apologize for the wind sight being "sorry," and I hear it in the right seat.

"Ha, it's like this..."

"Don't say this in front of the person. It'll snap."

"It must be true."

When they say that again, there is no gushing sound as a wind view with various ambient ratings. He stared at Liz in silence with the same eyes as he had said.

"Well, still, sometimes it's better than being alone. Is that what you said about the moon earlier? It's not about what you drink, it's about who you drink with."

Are you just a little embarrassed? Liz didn't try to gaze at the sky with her shoulders to the wind.

"All you have to do is spend some time talking about how the liquor feels twitching and staining your body and not even twitching. That kind of time, I think I'm good. Apart from the moon, you don't have to be invisible because it's more predominant to do that, do you?

That's what Liz said as she chickened over the poured liquor.

Is it a small embarrassment to myself to say the kind of rhetoric that I say out loud that's exactly what I'm doing right now? My cheeks are just a little red apart from the liquor lights.

After listening to her words, she looked up at the moon and tasted the extended time as she sipped with the wind.

Pinch too long for a response, and the two gaze at nature. Now it was the wind sight's turn to answer.

"Huh. That's not true, is it?

Too casual a word was a terrible sober voice.

The moment I said it, the wind gaze throws a towel on my face that had been sprinkled instead of a lid of ingredients.

Liz, who had shown off her interpretation of a different direction if it fell, was reddening her face in a way that she could not even say something very much about Aguagu.

"No, because the moonless or rainy moon is about supplementing it with an imagination, even if you can't see the moon in the first place, to feel the wind flow of the moon -"

"I didn't ask you to do that.

It was Liz who tried to delude herself by drinking up a glass of liquor for a long time, but it is also an instant purchase of time.

It's time to put up with the embarrassment again if that goes empty.

She tried to pour alcohol to delude herself additionally, but the bottle remains to be held by the wind.

Oh, oh, I had another impossible drink... and the wind gaze turned to me solidly when I looked where I was doing my eyes worried, and I got my hands on another bottle left over.

And it is the usual way to drink down the cheap liquor when it bites into the cork and is forced to open it.

"Li, Liz, I said stop! Look, it's bad for you, and it's a waste!?

"That's not what I found out! It's boring to be with you. It's unpleasant!"

"What you were saying is different!?

It was after holding on to her rambling awfully and being drunk for a little more than half when she took the bottle.

Needless to say after that. Only a drunkenness requiring medical attention could be achieved as usual.

If I rubbed your back and did it, you'd be pissed off not to touch me, or if I gave you a knee pillow because I couldn't fix my flutter and body shaft, you'd go straight to sleep.

She said that the moon sight of relaxing and taking care of the senses would be another opportunity.