Netooku Otoko no Tanoshii Isekai Boueki (WN)

"Morning, Deanna. It's unusual."

"I always get up early. I just can't get out of bed."

"I guess that doesn't come in when you wake up..."

The next day I discovered Deanna drinking tea with Bonyari in the living room. It's still a good time to say early morning, about a little around 7: 00. It's pretty unusual for Deanna to be outside her bedroom at this hour.

Low blood pressure, or basically boggling in the morning.

Marina and Orica, the two remaining family members of our mansion, are both about two hours out of work, if it's even 7: 00 a.m. Breakfast is already being prepared.

I'm not that strong in the morning either. Most of the time I sleep until about 7: 00, but this is still faster after I own the store in Eliche. Where it was pronetto (which must still be technically pronetto), it was defo sleeping until nearly noon.

So - or I've never seen Marina and Orica sleep over in the morning. Marina had the image of being a little less sloppy, but she is actively helping Orica in the morning, whether she likes to do the work of the mansion or the late habit of living in poverty for a long time.

Marina is close to Orica, and she seems to be doing well with Deanna.

Deanna and Marina should be sleeping together in one bed every day. The rapprochement will also be deepening.

... I totally missed the timing and said, "Your husband sleeps with you!" or something like that. "I'm afraid it's gone. Extremely.

Again, for a virgin who can't even play the basics, that means superplay was a high hurdle...... Only aspirations are twice as expensive...

Orica also works well for me every day.

By sunrise, he's getting up, pumping water, changing the air in his room, putting fire in his kamado, cleaning stables, raising food and water to horses, and going to the village to procure fresh eggs and vegetables or something.

Lately, Marina seems to be in charge of taking care of the water pumping and horses, and the two of us work together and smile.

From the living room, heading to the dining room, Marina and Orica were just about ready for a soothing breakfast.

"Is Orica having her 17th birthday next week! We'd like to celebrate something."

"Really!?

"It's up to Marina. I wonder if this is the case, Lord, and from where I took the silver coins."

"Yeah, I'm happy, but I'm sorry. If it's a beautiful stone I've picked up, it'll be fine."

Looks like Orica's birthday is coming up.

But the beautiful stone I picked up said it was fine... I'm not sure if it's a cultural difference or if you're reluctant.

"That's not how it works. My 17th birthday is special. I'll leave it to Marina."

Don and breast slapping Marina.

Marina, who is usually dear to Orica, seems quite comfortable with her sister-in-law. I think I miss Orica, too.

But, Marina, did you still have the silver coin I gave you with your old balls? Well, it's the money I gave you, and I'm free to spend it on anything.

I gently went back to my living room and sat down on the couch.

Talk to Deanna, who is dazed on the couch across the street.

"Hey, Deanna. Marina and Olica were talking over there, is your 17th birthday special over here? Like an adult from the age of 17?

"Eh, a human should normally have been 20 years old and an adult....... 17......? I don't know a bit about 17...... I'm sorry. I don't know much about human culture yet."

"A human... Different from race to race?

"Life expectancy is different, and there are different ways to grow. In the case of elves, for example, they are normally 30 years of age and adults...... Oh, maybe a Turk adult is 17..."

"Adults on Thirty Roads......... How many Deannas, by the way?

Asking an elf how old he is was scared and through, but when he's 30 years old as an adult, I still want to ask him.

Efta said "young elves," but I'm not going to be Ate at all......

Some are over 100 years old...

"Are you curious? Your husband. How old (s) I am"

Deanna smiles flirtatiously with a teacup in one hand.

I answered honestly.

"Right. He only looks around 20, but he feels too calm for 20, too.... after all, you're over 100!?

"What, 100 years old!?... Your husband is disrespectful in the morning. I'm still 21 years old."

21!?

Huh? Deanna was the same age?

I was surprised and solidified.

"You don't have to be so surprised... Your husband preferred older elves? No more."

"Oh, no, that's not how it is. Yay, same age. Shh."

"Same age?"

"Hmm? Same age. I mean, I'm 21 too."

"I thought your husband was younger..."

Are you saying that when the Japanese go abroad, they see you young?

Or it's not the look, it's the words and the deeds. It's just the deeds. It means young...

Well, I guess it's a very irrelevant issue for an elf to be older or younger, actually.

"Same age after 30" is a famous word, but the elves must all feel the same age if they live longer.

Never, I don't get my hands on anyone because I'm a sexually immature man = younger, not that I thought I was younger with equations like... should be.

Because without even thinking about it, this situation is Ibiz right now.

I might even rephrase that it is unhealthy.

Because under one roof, there are three young women living in every man, and there's really nothing going on. Even though, somewhere a little primitive like this world. Then I guess the relationship between a man and a woman goes fast.

Even if this were you, the Japanese, if you were a little bit of a guy, you'd already be all pregnant.

Even business must make you bigger better, and you must buy a slave woman or something with a bang.

Well, sometimes I think that if I could behave like that...

But if you're not free to dance like in your dreams because you're a different world, it doesn't mean that a human being like me is going to be another Superman.

The reality that I'm 21 (and a virgin), sick and needy in a black company, doesn't change anything! Give me a good-looking mind over cheat ability!

Deanna's still in her room.

The room attire is a thin piece and the material is spider silk. It's Deanna's original belongings, not what I bought, and it seems to be quite expensive.

Spider silk, he said, managed to process the yarn put out by a warcraft called Spider (uncomfortable that spiders are beasts, but that seems to be the sort of classification in this world).

With a thin piece, he pounds a slipper (this is from the 100-yen shop) on his leg, joins his legs, leads them to the couch, and drinks bonyari tea.

It's the equivalent of relaxing when my sister is watching an "Untitled Concert" on Sunday morning.

...... hmm. After all, does that mean I'm not recognized as a man? and thought for a moment, well maybe Deanna is just a princess.

"Deanna, is this what you were like when you were at home? Did you talk about high elves being royal to elves? I lived in a castle or something."

"I don't know what this feels like, but this mansion is full of spiritual power and feels similar to my parents'. My house was certainly the best mansion in the house, but it wasn't a castle. It's an ordinary mansion."

If you're feeling at home and relaxed, that's a good thing. I don't know where Deanna's home is, but it won't be close.

Well, I don't know if homesickness matters because 21 years old in this world is old enough to act completely out of parentage.

"Besides..., high elves are certainly the royalty of elves, but there's not something called Elf Country... is there?

You seem to remember hearing that before. Then why is it supposed to be royalty? Royalty even though there is no country......? I don't know what that means.

"But how was it inside where I originally lived? Were all the villagers high elves?

"Inside, only my clan is a high elf, and the rest is a normal elf. But it's not like my father's a village chief... or, more like, an honorary race..."

He's not even the head of the inside. What is this, like an emperor?

But there was an image of an elf as if it were a rare species, but when it comes to the whole villager being an elf, isn't it something rare...?

Efta told me, because the image of elf slavery being super expensive was intense, or I have the impression that elves are caught right away and made into sex slaves...

"In there, is that it? Is this the hiding place behind the woods that escaped the bad human eye?

"... I'm not running away from bad people, but the place is in the Great Forest, so you might as well call it a hideout. I think that's why it's so easy to live in a place full of spiritual power."

"Oh well. It's about the Great Forest, so I wonder how deep it is in the forest. So if there's a tree called the World Tree, and the neighborhood is a village and you live there, it's totally a game world, haha."

"... how do you know your husband? It is true that the inside of the elf is at the root of the world tree. It shouldn't be that much of a known story..."

Really? Really?

I didn't know it sounded like a lot of games, but there's more to the promise.

"So what if you use leaves to bring dead people back to life? Drinking morning dew restores you to 100 times your health, you're labyrinthine inside, and you have a holy sword stabbed in your roots?

"The world tree is just a big tree in Merze Sequoia. Living back in the leaves or something......? But I do hear a legend that once had a sword stabbed in the roots...... How does your husband know that?

I don't care what they say.

I used to have games like that so I can't help but say...

"That's what world trees are like in the other world."

"Really?

"That's right.... more interested in the elves. I definitely want to go there once. I want to say hello to Deanna's parents."

No, can I say hello? "Your daughter enslaved me." Tehe, "you said. I'm gonna get beat up.

More than that, if elf heaven is in this world, it is apparently at the root of the world tree.

Plus, with Deanna, it's like a face pass.

Perhaps we should attack from Elf Village first before Dwarf's father travels to the same mining district or something.

If you take a single-eyed digital camera and shoot it and publish it under the title "Inside the Elves," it must be a big hit. Chimatima I guess it's a lot healthier than selling products from different worlds in och or freaking out and bringing gold to a buying center, this.

It's not an object, it's like selling information, and if you say you've been CG processed, you'll get through, and you've got plenty of planting with fairy boards (slates)...

I didn't even know I was having such delusions, and I let my smile shine.

"Come again, my lord! I'd like to introduce you to your father."

Princess Deanna says, etc.

An introduction is "It's my husband! But you're going to say," Deanna.

I don't want to get beat up!