Late. Tamer's day.

"Right here...?

It was a private house that we reached through the narrow road of the backtown. The exterior is no different from a normal house built to the left or right.

But the marking on the map did point to this house.

"I'm sorry."

While I call, I try to knock lightly. Then the door opened immediately. It was a familiar hyoro-length man who showed up from the inside.

"Oh, Mr. Ute. You got here fast."

I'm invited by Toraus, who welcomed me, to step inside the house. Then there was the sight of surprise.

First of all, the room is big. Maybe he's getting rid of some walls, like 20 tatami. Inside the room are small places and large quantities of grasshoppers.

On some wooden desks, of course, they hang from walls and ceilings, and they pile up high on the floor sheets.

For once, it seems safe only around the couch placed at the wall by the entrance. Guess it's for customers. I mean, there's no foot stomping ground except around the couch.

Moreover, the grass placed in this room, all of which seemed to be weeds. He was a botanist, and now he's doing weed research, but this is amazing.

Sit down, please.

"Ah, oh. Are our kids okay, too?

"Absolutely. But no flirting, please."

Um, you should tell me. My kids are just curious ones, and I don't know what I'll do if I leave them alone.

Toraus cleverly passed between the weeds and disappeared into the back. You can walk in that narrow place a lot. And don't touch any weed. Are you even mastering some special way of walking?

"I mean! From beside what I'm saying!

"Ya?"

"Cu?"

I pinched Rick and Fou up in a hurry. more so. He was interested in the most volatile pile of weeds stacked on his desk.

Rick was smelling Sung Sung, and he was sticking around when he was in Fou. If we even wake up in a weed avalanche with this, Toraus' liking would fall sharply. That's where the quest might end if you suck.

But you don't understand the seriousness of the matter, and Chibies, who has been eagled by me, leans his neck strangely. Untie me as soon as you get to Rick on the right, and he's slapping me in the hand.

This looks bad.

"Look, both of you, no kidding here! You can never touch things on your own either. If you can't protect him, you're taking turns with the others, right?

"Cu"

"Yar"

"Ha ha, do me a favor, too. Some of them are valuable samples."

Toraus, who came back laughing, gives me the cup. Apparently it's herbal tea. That's Dr. Weed.

"Well, I'll have it - eh? This is herbal tea, right?

"Oh, my specialty. What do you say?"

With herbal tea in my mouth, I couldn't help but raise my voice.

"The mess is delicious! What a refreshing scent..."

"Oh, it's lemon balm fresh herbal tea. I prefer freshening because I enjoy the fragrance rather than drying it."

What do you mean? What did you just say? You prefer fresh? As the mysterious freshness was an unknown herb called lemon balm, fresh herbal tea?

"I mean, fresh herbal tea exists, right?

"You don't exist."

"Duh, how do you make it? Me, no matter how many times I do it, it turns into weed water..."

"I see. Right. If you could help me, maybe you could make it?

Toraus smiled with a grin when he said so. I guess this means I'll let you know if I take on the quest and make it a success.

Fine. Let's do it. That challenge, take it and stand!

"Let me do it. Please."

"Yeah, yeah. I'm glad you took it on. That's your first job, then. Can you sort the weeds on this table?

"... this, all of it?

"Oh. I picked it from the picking place, but I didn't have time to tell it apart. I'd appreciate it if you could split it by type."

"Okay."

That's a labor quest. That's plain and tight. But this is also for fresh herbal tea.

"Okay, I'll do it!

I'm going to start the appraisal with my kids. That said, it is inefficient to appraise the grass in front of you once you have done it without darkness and divide it appropriately.

So we decided to share and streamline our work.

Ruffle, Himka hands me a bunch of weeds from the top of the table, Rick and Fou carry the weeds I appraised, and Eine and Sakura, who receive it, line up by species.

The sorting job was interesting there at first. There were a lot of herbs I didn't know about. Distinguishing them while appraising was simply a study.

But after less than an hour, I get tired of it, and after two hours, I just had to turn it into the earliest sort machine.

And three hours later. We had finally succeeded in finishing the work of separating the massive amounts of weed that had been piled up on the table.

"Oh, it's over"

I'm not stiff, but I accidentally unwrap my hips and shoulders. I don't want to work in the inner workforce for a while.

"Hummer......"

"Him!"

"Hummm."

My kids were stretching out and savoring the sense of liberation. Will I still be tired of simple work, even in AI?

But I forgot. That the labor quest can't end in such a short time.

Toraus is laughing joyfully, taking the weed we have separated.

"No, that was so fast. Well, I'll have this table next."

"Huh?"

"At first I assigned less work due to how things were going, but if that great job is plentiful, it doesn't seem like a problem. Good luck with that."

Less work at first? With that? Right. I forgot, but now you're on a labor quest!

"... Fine. I should have done it."