Legend

"Go, wait for thirty skewers of Gamellion! Ray, Seto, thanks for everything!

The stall owner smiles happily to say thank you to Ray and Seto.

Ray listens to those words as he stores most of the skewers into the mistering.

Next to Ray, who left one for Seto, and the other for himself, let Seto eat fast! and comes to Ray with expectations in his circular eyes.

In a weather that seemed to deserve to be described as winter sunny, with no clouds, Ray began walking down the boulevard when he handed Seto a skewer.

"Come back!

From behind, listening to the delightful stall owner.

Rays like purchasing as many as thirty skewers at once are what should be called a superior for stall owners.

The sales went up all at once, so it was natural for the store owner to be in a good mood.

"Nevertheless... you've been spending a lot of time here lately"

"Grrrrrrrr"

Ray squeaks smudgingly as he walks down the boulevard eating skewers.

Ray has been in a lot of trouble since he came to Elgin, although he can't help but say he deserved it in a way because he did little to imitate his powers.

That's why I've been in a series of troubles about whether to go through it once in my life if I'm a normal adventurer.

But rare this winter...... really rare and not in any trouble.

(I even regained Vihera's consciousness and fought a silver lion in the dungeon... but that was still before it snowed, and it was autumn)

Is it still the party that ate the meat of the silver lion that Ray comes up with as a disturbance after winter?

It hasn't been a month since the snow barbecue party ended, but it still seems like a long time ago.

... It was such a good, bad, memory for Ray that I couldn't be satisfied with my meal for a few days because I had eaten enough of Silver Lion meat.

"Ah, it's Seto! Seto, let's play together!

Walking down the boulevard, a little kid finds Seto and screams like that.

Other kids who were playing with that kid at the same time talk about wanting to play with Seto, naturally, and come together around Ray and Seto.

"Gru?"

Okay? Ray nods to Seto, who tilts his neck and asks.

I'm not walking down the boulevard especially today because I have something to do.

I was walking like this to kill my free time, so there was nothing like taking time for Seto to play with his kids.

"Grrrrrrrrrr!"

With Ray's permission, Seto begins to travel with the kids as he rings with joy.

Heading there, it's in the square.

A few years ago there was also a shop here, but the store of a person who had folded the store and left Gilm because his parents had collapsed.

There was a lot going on after that, and in the end the shop was demolished, a place that is now a bit of a spacious vacant lot.

Now there was snow, and there were several chunks of snow at the edge of the square.

(I'm facing the boulevard, and it seems like it would be a good idea if someone bought this land and ran a store)

I see the kids playing with snow fast and I think that way.

However, I wonder if there is any reason why a new store should not be built.

"To Ray, to Ray, to Ray, to play with you too!

One of the kids who was playing with Seto screams like that when he sees Ray.

Ray was sometimes feared a lot among adventurers, but I guess it has nothing to do with children.

Most of all, it may also have to do with the fact that Ray's appearance is not a musculoskeletal big man that is common in adventurers, but a small man with a thin female face with a ning-roe line.

Anyway, Ray, who didn't have any business in particular, plays with the kids once in a while, okay?

... It may also be significant that Seto was complaining with his circular eyes trying to play with him.

"So, what do you do to play?

"Uh, uh... what are you playing with?

A child who has called out to Ray to play with him asks Ray what he will do and play for some reason.

"No, I guess you invited me.... Right..."

The total number of children is four.

All of them had a gaze of anticipation about how to play to Ray.

But Ray also bothers me if he asks me what I do to play.

If it was here on the hill, I would have been able to ski, sled and, in some cases, play snowboarding.

(Speaking of which, you skied at school in elementary school)

From skiing, Ray remembers when he was in elementary school.

The elementary school Ray attended had a slope just outside the school.

Nearly 100m long, the hill skied in school classes in the winter.

And when you have class, naturally you will wear skis to school when you go to school...

(Wow, I miss you.... but I can't imitate that here)

It was a nostalgic ray, but I couldn't imitate that here any more than there was a slope where I could ski and soli.

Originally, there was no skiing.

But from the association of skiing, slopes......, an idea passes behind Ray's brain.

It was made many times when Ray was in Japan.

That's the countless numbers I've made since I was a little girl.

"Do you know what a jerk is?

"Kamakura? Shina"

"What's that?

Naturally there was no one who knew the words that came out of Ray's mouth.

"Okay. Then... right. First, gather the snow in the middle of this square. That's enough to be a mountain."

Luckily, though it's clear now, it was snowing quite a bit last night.

There was quite a bit of snow in the square, and even on Gilm's Boulevard, the clerks had each brought the snow in front of their shop to this square.

(I see, it also serves as a snow dump)

Ray opens his mouth when he sees a man trying to dump the snow just when he brings it with plenty of snow packed in his luggage.

"Can you give me a minute?

"Yeah? What's wrong?

The man, in his forties or so, returns the words with a little surprise that Ray spoke to him.

To the celebrity Ray, I guess I never thought I could talk to him.

"That snow, but if you're going to throw it away, I want you to bring it over here."

"Well, I don't mind that, but what are we gonna do?

"I was just going to hang out with the kids for a second."

To Ray's words, the man pulls his luggage from the entrance to the square to the center where the Rays are, especially without any further notice of the circumstances.

The sound of the wheels of the luggage truck treading snow echoed around them, teaching that the luggage truck was loaded with more than a certain amount of snow.

That's how he gets to the center of the square, the man looks at him and asks if it's okay here, and when he sees Ray nodding, he obliques his luggage and snows down there.

I don't know what was funny about the act, but the kids were running around cheering for the sight.

"Is this it?

"Oh, thank you"

"Oh, no, it's nothing like being appreciated this much."

For a man, I guess it really is.

It's just that the place to dump the snow is a little further away, and what I needed extra was enough effort to bring my luggage car to the center of the square.

That's not to travel long distances either, it's just to carry them to a place that won't take a minute, so it was natural to answer that easily.

Once again Ray opens his mouth to the children around him as he drops off the man who left in that way.

"All right, all right. If we bring snow this far, this is how we turn it into a mountain. But push it tight so it doesn't collapse quickly."

"Yeah! Okay!

When one child says so, everyone is scattered all over it.

And with the snow, I brought it under the ray and added it to the snow that first became the mountain.

Neither did Ray or Seto watch it in silence.

Bring the snow at best and add it to Snow Mountain.

The snow Ray or Seto brings is, naturally, snow away.

That's why I understand that just carrying snow is so tiring for the kids.

... I guess the experience of having scattered snowflakes around here when I was in Japan is alive.

It was just an act of carrying snow, but the kids are still happy to carry it.

I guess this is fun enough for the kids.

If we act like that, naturally some children will join us in the eyes of those walking down the boulevard.

In addition to children, there are also those who stop and watch with interest in the way that Ray is doing something.

After about twenty minutes, the height of the collected snow was nearly one metre.

(Well, it's a little small, but it's not like there's me or Seto, okay? Kids wouldn't have a problem with it)

I would have been able to make it bigger if I was going to collect a little more, but given the strength of the kids, I would decide that this would be enough.

"Okay, so just in case, this is how we're going to consolidate our surroundings. But don't make it too strong to break Snow Mountain."

"Okay -!

With that said, one of the kids slaps Snow Mountain as he wishes...... the next moment, his wrist buries in the snow mountain.

"... this is a bad example, so be careful"

'Yes!'

The children respond in unison, beating the snow mountain with their petite and gloved hands and stiffening it.

There was also a relationship where the number of children was increasing, and Ray and Seto just looked at it from the outside.

And when you make sure the mountain has gotten quite stiff, the next thing you know, you take the scoop out of the misting.

Scop naturally exists more than there is civil engineering in Elgin as well.

Ray previously remembered hearing somewhere that some civil engineering professionals have scoops that use misrills...

What Ray has, of course, is only a normal scoop.

(Should I have used it when consolidating Snow Mountain?... but there aren't that many scoops)

Immediately dismissing the idea that came out of him, Ray once again sticks Scoop up against Snow Mountain.

Probably because it was firmly consolidated. Instead of the light touch characteristic of fresh snow, the crisp, heavy touch came back to my hands.

Keep digging quickly and eventually open your mouth where you two kids can get in.

"After that, we just need you to get in here and scrape it with your hands."

"Uh, can you lend Ray your scoop?

"... you can't physically do all that. Yeah, maybe if you have a shovel, you can bring it. I don't mind scraping it with my hands. Think for yourself around here. So when you're all in, you're done."

"Kamakura?"

Leaning her neck, she asks, is a girl about five years old.

"Oh. Simply put, you're a house made of snow. Also known as Snowhouse. In the cold, they say there's a festival to make the evening amazing."

"Uh, lying -! Because it's snow, snow!

"Yes, it's definitely cold!

Some kids complained that way...

"Huh? Liar? Warm!?"

You lost your curiosity, screaming like a surprise when a child went first into a tease.

The other kids who hear it get an incredible look... but one of them goes into the shackles if that's what their friends say.

"Wow, it's true! Huh? Why!?

"It's because the cold wind outside is blocking you. Besides, if it's cold, it's in the calf..."

That's all I thought about, Ray, where I stop the words.

Seven wheels of seeds are not in the mistering, or maybe the fire is too strong and the snow melts, because I thought so.

"To Ray. - Honey, what's wrong?

"No, it's nothing. Anyway, it won't let the wind through, so it's a lot warmer in the shackles than outside. Dig the hole when you know it. But don't go through too many holes by mistake."

"Okay! I'll dig first!

"Wait a minute, let me do it too!

"I'll do it too!

"Me too!

As the children make a scene, they slip through the snow mountains.

It was just a task of digging snow, but I guess it's still fun enough. The children's cheers were echoing around them.

And after a while...... eventually a fine shawl could be made there.

"Wow, it's really warm!

To that voice heard from the inside, Ray takes some oak skewers out of the mistering.

"Look, still eat this"

"Huh? Ah, skewers!

"Hey, sloppy! Skewers for me and for me!

Noisy, the kids receive skewers and eat them looking delicious.

(Originally, if I cooked it with rice cakes on seven wheels, it would seem to be more of a rash... na)

Thinking that way, Ray nodded contentedly at the razor he hadn't seen in a long time.