Let's set up a hideout for the exiles on the edge of the demonic realm - a cat banished from the demonic realm, but the most powerful daughter of mankind picked it up -

I know who the helper is. This is Piccolo, a small famous horse brought here by the Kingdom of Panagium.

Barney was bringing Mr. Piccolo in front of the main entrance, trying to somehow get the horse body to wear what was being prepared there.

"Oh come on, what the heck?! I'm just asking you to help me, Lord Horse. Oh?!

That's a Barney handmade farm tool. He was about to use Piccolo as a farming horse.

When Mr. Piccolo notices my gaze, he makes a sad squeal all the time asking me to help him.

At the end he swept through the farm tools and jumped in front of me.

He rubs himself against the cat human to comfort him and gently bites his shoulder sweetly as an expression of affection.

"Needless to say, let's speak for Mr. Piccolo's change. He doesn't like it."

"Hey Lord Horse, you're just saying work for just the portion of the leaf you ate, right?

"Barney, that's not a good way to put it. Mr. Piccolo is a smart guy, so if you ask him properly, he'll do it."

He looked up at an animal much bigger than me and stroked his neck, like a cover from Barney.

This kid is surprisingly sweet and cute.

"Really? Then please, help me plow the fields, Lord Horse. No, Mr. Piccolo."

"That's right, what will you do?

I did not turn my eyes to Barney, and Mr. Piccolo shook his neck to the side towards me.

Still, he doesn't like it. Well, now I see it somehow.

"Hey, no way that's him..."

"Have you noticed, too? Apparently, he has a sense of professionalism."

Now I hung vertically and raised the high rune.

It's my role to carry people, and yet Barney's terrible at letting them do field work. But are you saying?

"I made the tools... I didn't expect the horse's pride. Hey, Piccolo, you can have me retooling you, okay? Use the whip."

When I didn't like the whip, Mr. Piccolo ran behind me.

If it's a normal horse, I guess Barney's handling it right.

"Barney, I know how you feel, but Mr. Piccolo is not a normal horse. You have leg strength that just makes you sick and the wisdom to understand the words. If you bully me too much, you'll get grey."

"But if you could help me with the field work, this would help. Whatever we have to quack over and over again, it won't be long before we get a job done."

You can leave this to Ars, who takes care of Mr. Piccolo.

Ars would convince this kid properly.

"I see, in a moment (...), is it"

"Ouch. The kids are hanging in there, but they have physical limitations. I've been living a terrible life, and I don't have enough muscles."

Muscles don't increase that easily.

Recovering a malnourished and decaying body takes a long time.

"Bernie, do you remember what I said earlier?

"Earlier... Oh, are we talking about the sourcing of seeds?

"Yes, it is. It's not that Mr. Piccolo doesn't want to work, it's simply that he doesn't feel comfortable with field work. Isn't that right?

And when I asked him, he chewed his shoulder twice again.

I'm grateful you understand, but are you trying to say?

"Here."

"... ok. I'm counting on you, Lord Horse."

Piccolo changed his attitude, hissing and rushing over to Barney.

Then I showed my thanks.

"Ah so?! This one, Lord Horse, would be totally different than what you did to the cat human now!

It's my fault. Anyway, let's go now.

You sneak into Cascade Hill with Piccolo and my pair, procure seed potatoes and go home.

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Soon afterwards, when I put together the roadblocks and the sales, I took Mr. Piccolo and called out to Patia.

"So I'm sorry, but I'm going. You'll be home early and late at night."

"Mundane..."

"Mundane?"

"Nekotan's fuzzy...... or nagging...... I want to lose it, I want to lose it..."

Am I a blanket frame to you......

But as someone who loves sleep, I don't know how you feel about it.

"Listen, Patia, if you don't get Mr. Piccolo active, it's going to be a big deal. Specifically, Barney wants to teach this child to whip."

"Nah... what the heck?! Oh no, that's where we all are, Bunny Tanmeh!!

With his usual particularly pointless crotch, Patia changed her attitude.

This kid is lonely, but he was also a man of justice.

"But if you carry me to Cascade Hill and bring back lots of potatoes and bean seeds, you're in good hands. Bernie will also give up penning with a whip to make him work in the field for a while."

"Okay! Until then, let Patia handle the bunny! All the time, stick around, hang on! Even if Love is puffy, it's always been!

I'm sorry, Barney, but you're not bad at all in the general common sense category.

But I don't even think a relationship is ideal that would make Piccolo follow with a whip, beyond being intelligent enough to understand the humanities clearly.

"That helps. Please keep your eyes open from Barney."

"All right, now, Miharu! Cat, Mr. Piccolo! Ken... erm, what the hell... Mm-hmm... Keeping up with the fever!

"What ritual is it"

Wish me a good fight. By the time I realized you must have wanted to say that, me and Mr. Piccolo were running through the snowy demonic forest.