Re:Zero Kara Hajimeru Isekai Seikatsu (WN)

It's every year - I hate myself for thinking about it every year and with my heart, but that day of the year is coming up again this year.

"I find it somewhat hateful that calendar dates are approaching..."

and spilling such an annoying grunt with a sigh was the boy who seeped ageless tiredness and objectivity on its side.

Short blue hair swinging in the wind, three white eyes with a sharp view of the world, and a waffle of kararagi tradition.

He was Natsuki Rigel, the "King of the Festivities" himself, who was told of his presence in Banan, the second city of Kararagi City State.

"It's too dishonorable......!

Short arms together, 'King of the Festivities' looked up to the sky to mourn.

An event under the name of 'Savings', which began to take root in the city a few years ago, has hit Rigel every year by changing its shape. The succession of ordeals had grown him, until he realized that only one boy had been pushed to the 'King of the Savings'.

Now it's the end of the day when Rigel just walks through the town of Banan and occasionally lets his children bathe in beans on days unrelated to the festivities. He doesn't understand the purpose. I have no choice but to smile at him because he's a child, even if his father laughed so greatly at him for watching it.

All in all, the 'saving' event is no longer indispensable in Banan, and that was for Rigel - whatever his mood was, the same could be said for Rigel.

The fact that it is Rigel's real father who started to say it is also related to it, but the biggest factor is the family problem - "Savings" is an event haunted by ghosts.

And Rigel, who draws' ghost 'blood, and his beloved sister, and I can't separate myself from my mother.

Consequently, "conservation" is an essential event for the Natsuki family, including Rigel.

So I have embraced the sprinkling of beans, the events in which Rigel is targeted, the Keifang roll, which I spend silently until I finish eating the thick roll, and the escape around the city dressed as a ghost.

But, but.

"I wonder if it's time my father ran out of stories..."

"- Hey! Rigel! You, how long have you been wandering around like that! I'm counting on your strength! Come here! Help!!

He dropped his shoulders without force, just after Rigel blurred like that.

A voice calling Rigel from afar, but he also heard something quite chopped up, and Rigel turned his neck in a move like tanning over there.

- A half-naked father was desperately waving his hands in a mogolade large vent watering.

Its whole body is a lot wet, and its usually upside down black hair crumbles perfectly, like when we're in the bath together. The useless jacket was thrown away, and his father still called to Rigel as he exposed his forged torso there,

"There's a herd coming! You were right what the elders were saying! If you miss this opportunity, there's no next time! Rigel, come on!

"Okay! Because I get it!

Rigel scratched his own head with a grudge, wishing he could abandon us here at all costs, and eventually ran out toward his father.

Overhead, Rigel continues to blast water into the great Mogorade vent as he bathes in blisters pouring from cloudless sunny weather.

- This year's "Savings" is different than usual.

"No, you're always right that I don't like it!

"Rigel! Mr. Rigel!? Come on! Get the horns out! Grab the net! Grab it and don't let him get away with it!

"Uuch -!!"

Seriously or just kidding, following the instructions of his father, who had difficulty in judging, Rigel gazed at the swirling surface of the water as he stood in the abyss of the Great Spray and did capture countless fish shadows.

――――

Grab the edge of the net and use your strength. Heat on the forehead, momentary blanks, and excessive refreshment.

The rising power swelled indefinitely by taking in atmospheric mana, and Natsuki Rigel's short body, which turned eleven years old, dwelt in the arms of a godless god who was not worthy of his youth.

"Ugh!"

Pull away the net at once with an unlikely force in your elbow. Nets made of thin iron thread served without being pulled a thousand times by the power of ghosts.

"All right! Rigel's gone! We're not gonna lose, either! Everybody, sit back and pull all at once -!!"

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhh!

Following Rigel, who became the forerunner of the counterattack, his father - no, he's not the only one.

He brings, Banan's aspirations rush to the net at once, and, like Rigel's, each whole spirit, pulls the net away. Fish shadows turn their heads out of the net if they don't escape, but they were already in a devilish plot. I can't escape. I won't let you get away with it.

"You guys too...... Adults, you can sacrifice 'Savings' YEAH!!

Together, comrades are forced to suffer unwanted for 'verses'.

Of the others, I don't know how the adults feel. But at least.

- At least, I'm the only one who heartily sympathizes with you and takes you on the road!

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!"

Bite your back teeth, just do your best to face your life.

The clasp gripping the net is hot. I don't know if Shizuku, which flows on my forehead, is sweat, or droplets of water from a large vent.

I just thought you'd let go of this hand, that's all.

- I don't know why this happened again, it goes back a few days.

It began at noon of the holidays with a smiling exchange between father and son, going into the same cocktail and facing each other.

It's a rare, unplanned day for each of us to take time off from school and work. I spent the morning relaxing and in a cottage, and it was decided, "How's school?" We had conversations like "mundane," and sometimes not for a day like this - what an alarming time.

"Uh, Rigel. Soon, that day will come. What do you think? Hmm?

"Get me a cold."

"That's a rhetoric that wraps aggressive will in oblate, Oi"

Disgruntled by the words, it is the man with Rigel's own eyes and the same eyes that he sees every morning in the mirror.

It was Natsuki Subaru, Rigel's father, who named Natsuki's big black pillar, a rare black eye for short dark hair and Rigel's family name.

The age should be thirty, when, as far as Rigel knows, it's not strange for him to have the corresponding calm and piercing out as an adult. but my father - I didn't see much of that in Subaru, and whether it was a mental problem or an effect of everyday behavior, five or six more than that, or restlessness that wasn't strange to look younger than that.

Incidentally, the Natsuki family is currently in the middle of an English talent education for her youngest son, Spica, and because of her healthy emotional education, dirty language and offensive speech are prohibited. So to curse my non-delicate father, "catch me a cold," etc. Soft and, but my will needed to choose a proper expression to put on.

It's just that Subaru doesn't seem to turn a blind eye to Rigel's creative appeal at all.

"Well, I don't know how you feel. But I don't. I'm just reflecting on last year. - I can't believe the number of conservative beans that hit you exceeds one month of bean use in bananas."

"I wouldn't have thought the beans would have killed me last year. I've been dreaming for a while, and I still get nightmares every now and then."

"But don't worry. By further increasing the number of ghosts this year, I switched to a policy of dispersing and reducing the burden on you. Things like last year don't happen anymore!

"Stop putting together units centered around me without saying no to me!!

Rigel slapped his cocktail and roughed his voice at Subaru's remarks, which he didn't care about at all in a caring breeze. but on the other hand, the feeling that it would probably just be useless to say it was early on, and that was what was sprouting up a few days after last year's savings.

Anyway, first of all, the people on the road, even the neighborhood's toddlers know Rigel's accomplishments. To the people in town who don't match their faces and their names, "I'm counting on you next year!" What if I could keep speaking up, Rigel's exit from the push is like being turned down.

"In the first place, last time it was sweet to work out. And the decorative stick, but did you make the thorny part properly cotton stuffed? I don't mean to hit you, but if you hit people with some kind of clap, the event could be canceled or something..."

"I don't know what to say, but I'm glad you weren't raised the wrong way around being positive and good, me."

"What are you talking about! Mostly, my dad would have started saying it and my dad would have gotten involved around and started it! So anyway, I have the right to complain to my dad, but I'd be pathetic if people who just joined didn't like it!

"You look like you're getting old fast..."

Rigel says nothing with one sigh to Subaru's perception of why he doesn't know.

It's unusual or irrelevant that Subaru's remarks are incomprehensible. Either way, I'm just tired of trying to understand everything. Unlike her mother, Rigel has given up since her cord was attached to her efforts to understand everything about her father.

"So, is the story you wanted to talk about the 'Savings' event okay? I'll tell you what, last year's ghost pants and vest don't fit the size. Because it's a growing season."

"Well, five centimeters stretched compared to last year, you. The scratches on the columns are getting high, so it feels good to see them too. Even so, I temporarily stretched out and stopped, and I had quite a bit of time before my next abundance. Long run."

Laughing, Subaru reached for Rigel's head, which was opposite Kotatsu. Probably tried to stroke it, but it wouldn't arrive because of the laying that wouldn't get out of the snail. I had no choice but to give Rigel his head from me and be stroked to do it. Tickle.

"Whatever, don't worry about the ghost pants. Rem's been sneaking up on me. Every year, the ghost costume is updated as you grow...... when you get married, I'm going to decorate it where it looks like the people who came to the ceremony, what do you think?

"Get me a cold."

With his head stroked, Rigel earnestly hoped that his father would catch a cold. Subaru, who smiled bitterly at it, went on to say, "So be it."

"It's important to talk about ghost pants, too, because you're in the middle of a proper 'beanstalk event' committee, so we're the only ones. Yeah, you don't have to roar. than that."

"Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, there was a name for a committee that didn't sound familiar!

"More importantly, it's a new attempt at the coming 'Savings'. I've been doing Keifang rolls on the beanstalk, but it's time to pioneer the unknown array so I can't get tired of it. Times are always early walking. I'll leave you in the past."

"Hit me...! Cold, get it, hey......!

The truly wishful voice was played without even reaching the father in front of him.

Rigel, disappointed by the fact, nodded at how such a son looked, and Subaru embarked on himself all surprised to hear.

"I twisted my head and twisted out what was left of the festive event. So this year, in addition to the beanstalk, we'll do the same."

"... what kind of weird festival is this?"

"I just wanted to say that it's an odd festival... but I'm also prepared that I might not be spared that sleigh when it comes to this event..."

Rigel runs a chill on his spine at the words of a bitter Subaru.

It should have been a festival of beans and hitting ghosts, an event of silence and facing the way of grace and eating a thick roll, and a strange festival that wouldn't have been strange if they thought the whole family was crazy by the side, but wouldn't it have surpassed them as Subaru put it?

"Yes, I don't like it! You're gonna hate me again anyway! That's right, that's right!

"Why would a kid doubt someone like that... what the hell changed you"

"90% of it's my dad, and 10% of it's my mom's fault!

"... hehe, you're amazing how you understand the influence of your parents at that age. I was honestly admitted to that after you were born."

"Why are you looking good in the distance, I'm mad at you!?

I rubbed my fingers under my nose and Rigel was genuinely frightened by some satisfied Subaru. but Subaru waved "calm down, calm down,"

"Come on, I can't talk to you. Let's announce what we're going to do in this year's season."

"What's next in the ghost pants..."

"Don't worry, he won't hurt your heart or your body. - From this year's festival, it is Zubali who will be adding to the new Natsuki family customs!

Build up a beat, during which Subaru rhythmically beats the kotatsu at high speed with his fingers. When I urged him with my gaze that the foreground was long, my father said, "Hey!" and create your own opportunities -,

"- Execute the Xuanxi!

And I wandered.

"So, what kind of event is' leeches', Subaru?"

A woman returning from the kitchen to her living room a few minutes after a grand announcement - a person with long stretched blue hair and a beautiful and soft face. In a creep, he holds a dark-haired adorable toddler on his chest, diving next to Subaru in a kotatsu, which would be narrow.

Needless to say, it's Natsuki Rem, Rigel's mother and Subaru's wife.

Rem, who was cleaning up his lunch in the kitchen, is lovingly leaning on that little neck as he strokes his daughter, who is full and napping - not to wake Spica.

Though the father and the son seemed to be heard, she also seemed to be the first to hear about the strange festival that Svalbard had called out to be "Shuu-ju". Basically, we're discussing anything, it's a rarity for a couple of Natsukis.

"You listened very carefully, Rem." Shu "is the third episode of the conservation project, followed by bean curds and Keifang rolls. Compared to previous ones, I can't deny the slightest on the plain, but for that matter, I recommend it to someone who seems to be genuinely beneficial or something like this"

"I see, that's Subaru. Indeed, bean curds and euphemisms were events that were expected to be difficult for women and older people to participate in. It's not easy to clean up the beans or eat out the thick rolls...... it's Hui Eye!

"Oh, right. If you ask me that, you will.... Oh, yes, it is. That's exactly where we're going this time!

"Yes! So, what is' leech eagle '? What kind of event does Rigel see?

"Me, I'm going to want my mother to catch a cold too...!

Rigel mourned us with his head in Rem's statement that 'verses' and 'rigels' and 'damage' were tied together in equals. But Subaru shook his left and right fingers, which stood "chitchat," to the words of that lem,

"Rem said don't do the same early as Rigel. Zero damage to Rigel this time." Shu Xiao "is an easy light job. Don't worry about it."

"Really?... Yes, I understand"

"Why do you seem a little lonely? Hey, Mom, Mom?

"It's a joke. Don't take anything so truly, Rigel."

Rigel makes an indescribably savory face to his mother, who immediately returns her sober face to the usual. Subaru slapped his hand "Yes, yes, this way attention" to such a mother-child exchange.

"It's a bad thing about the Natsuki family that the story derails right away. Let's reflect and fix it. This is even simpler than a bean paste or something. It is customary to stab the head of a roasted bamboo in a branch of bamboo and keep it decorated on the front door. Easy win, huh?"

"Iwashi?"

"Hiiragi?"

Rem and Rigel each tilted their necks to Subaru, who explained in a good way.

Subaru's words, neither 'eagles' nor 'leeches' are familiar words. I thought it was simple because the name of the event in the first place was' Hiragi Iwashi '.

With such margin of Rigel's convincing, Subaru nodded in his arms, "I know," he said.

"If this was the old me, I'd say, 'Shit! He couldn't make it through here!' What a silly round statement you made, but it doesn't. I'm learning too. It's predicted we won't make it through. Why do you chew it up? A shrimp is a tree, and a shrimp is a fish. I mean, you're in the habit of giving baked fish tree branches!

"To the roasted fish, the branches of the tree... what is that for?

"I honestly have no idea... because the bean knowledge makes me want to compliment myself that this event often remained at the edge of the ocean of my knowledge..."

"I see, bean knowledge just for conservation...... Subaru, that's just great!

"I wasn't after that right now!

Next to Subaru scratching his innocent Rem's assist, Rigel twists his neck "hmm".

The event of stabbing a tree branch in a baked fish - indeed, it is the eccentricity that has excelled among previous odd festivals, but this is not an event that requires active activity. No harm can be done to Rigel, because I can snort.

"But..."

"That was just a little bit of Rigel that I felt was missing..."

"Don't let the weird monologue in! No! I thought it was a big deal for my dad, but apart from that and this. Stab the fish in the branches, superior. Let's get this over with."

"Oh, that's positive. You have finally come to acknowledge that 'Savings' is an essential custom for the Natsuki family.... Forgiveness, everyone."

"Heck, thank God. So? What am I supposed to get ready for?

"Well, wait. I look like this, too, because I'm the face of this" Banan Cultural Promotion Society ". I've been struggling a lot since last year, getting ready."

Ha-ha-ha, Subaru makes me laugh all the time. Rigel leaked a windy voice impressed with the attitude.

The "Banan Cultural Promotion Society" is a gathering of people who are wasting their efforts day and night to incorporate as a new culture a number of mysterious odd festivals advocated by Subaru for whatever cause, and to spread them on a global scale during the Karalagi, and hence sooner or later.

For some reason this is surprisingly good, and the number of promotional officials is swelling up more than Rigel assumes, but it's another story that Rigel collapses into about it.

Together, if there is to be the cooperation of the 'Banan Cultural Promotion Society', I see. It may certainly not be necessary to borrow a handful of elite hands: families like Rigel and Rem. It's the same thing that manpower matters whether it's a preparation or an event.

The bean festival event last year, which used the entire city, was only possible if there was cooperation around.

"So I've been obsessed with searching for fish and trees approximating Tiger Sight and Shu since last year. Though it's hard to find the exact same thing, it's good faith in customs to have something as close as possible. If the effect changes and the celebration becomes a curse, I have trouble."

"So from the story, you found the fish and the tree, didn't you?

"Exactly. Both fish are close… it's also easy to get."

So Subaru, who had left his cocktail, turned his hand behind his waist and pulled out what he had been putting on his pants. Spread it over the knob.

Map. That map depicting the Karalagi city state is a handwritten map with moderate precision and quite a bit of clutter, signed 'Natsuki Subaru' in the lower right corner.

Then Subaru pokes his finger at one of those points, almost in the middle of that map -,

"The aim is a big mogorade vent, where the fish of interest form a herd and push over. In addition, the Kragrel Travel Forest is twisted and dimensional in order to erupt at that time. Believe the elders, root here, and exhaust the grid. - That's the Natsuki family mission."

"It would involve us as a matter of course!!

"Ah! Rigel, you can't! Spica wakes up... ahhh"

"Fuyah -!"

Rigel barks at the boastful Subaru assertion, and it is already too late for Rem to panic to that voice, and the cry of Spica, forced to open his sleep, echoes with exuberance.

- That's Tan the day before Operation Fishhead Tree.

- Let's talk about the big mogorade vent.

Although it has nothing in particular to do with the inland sea of the stars, the platform of sights and the edge of paradise, it is a very rare place in the land of the Carraraggi metropolitan state with the great vent of Mogorade.

Also remarkable as the culture of the Carraraggi metropolitan state is the number of desert areas dotted throughout the national territory and the number of arid zones that are naturally scarce, even if they do not go as far as the desert - if I may say so, unlike the naturally blessed Kingdom of Lugnica and the Vorachian Empire, the snow-capped Holy King of Gusteco is also another country with a harsh natural environment in another sense.

So Kararagi used to compete for hegemony in such a way that each small country would take fertile land away from each other before it was wrapped up in one nation as an urban state. One hero brought that together into one nation, but that didn't dramatically improve the natural environment.

As always, the tough land remained tough, and the privileged land remained an environment that could not be said to have been blessed with everything, but managed to find a way to keep it alive.

Unable to rely on the natural environment, it was consequently the promotion of the commercial activities that cited the country - transaction specialization, the formation of the Carraragi Urban State - that led the Carraragi Urban State to choose the path of life.

Well, let's get back to the Mogorade Spray Mouth.

It was mentioned that in such a Carraraggi urban state, the surrounding area of the Great Mogorade Spray is in a special environment, but when it comes to what exactly is special, it is up to the area alone and it rains regularly. - That, too, must be at a fixed interval.

That's all there is to it, in the land of Karalagi, it's very big.

The Great Mogorade Inlet is a place that, at first glance, also looks like a vast lake. But that entity is not a lake or anything else, but deep and deep into the earth, and that is what is meant by the great holes that have been vacated by the time they penetrate the 'bottom', and the water that fills that hole is supposedly through the 'Great Falls'.

And the big vents regularly let the gushing water erupt into the sky, scattering rain over dozens and sometimes hundreds of kilometers of space. Thanks to its grace, nature sprouted and treasured near the Great Mogorade Spray.

The fourth city, 'Fusumi' and others, is close to the Great Mogorade Spray, arguably the city that benefits most from it.

And this time, Subaru led the "Banan Cultural Promotion Association", backed up by its Fusumi city mayor, who challenged the "Iwashi Acquisition Mission" at the Great Mogorade Gate.

Behind that cooperation was rumoured to be Banan's activity in recent years, which has made event-related performances shine across the city, as well as a fight to get Fusumi to bite a piece, but it was a great rush that did not go into the ears of children's rigels, nor into the ears of adult Subaru.

Longer, but this is the beginning - Below Rigel, who was struggling in the Great Mogorade Spray, is the epitome of the Battle of the 'Banan Cultural Promotion Society'.

- That is, it goes hand in hand with the resumption of the story from here on out.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!"

Ligel was barking with all his might as he was thrown into the Great Mogolade Spray and grabbed a net that succeeded in intertwining and removing massive amounts of fish shadows, opening up the power of the ghost.

A long, far too long battle. After grabbing the net, I felt it took me some time to get here, but Rigel, desperate to turn himself around, can't afford to think about it in vain.

I've been fishing with Subaru before.

Neither Subaru nor Rigel had a particular hobby for fishing, but they took Subaru to a fishing borehole where Rigel was rumored to be in the learning hall, wanting to do something somewhat parent-child.

At that time, Rigel, who somehow became the winged face to face with the Lord who was in the fishing moat, fought the Lord for more than two hours trying to take away his fishing bait. Fish are not insulting. Their survival instincts sometimes shine beyond even the larger rigels of their bodies.

That's the same silver fish trapped in this net - no, just as an individual it can't compare to that Lord, but the numbers are too different.

Countless fish shadows, hundreds of them, twice as many, or more, the glow of life was a tremendous force that would haunt your back teeth and never take a single step.

"Come on! Come on, guys -!!"

"Ohh! Oh, yeah! Oh, yeah!

Subaru, who likewise pulls the edge of the net, behind Rigel, desperately intent on doing so, and the accompanying promotional adults. Not knowing if they were serious or kidding, the ringing was also one of the factors that sharpened Rigel's focus.

- Mostly, bad posture. Drop more hips. Yeah, but Mr. Riggins has a back ache, so don't suck. I mean, why have you come? Rest at home.

"I'm not gonna let you guys cool off."

"Ri, Mr. Riggins......!

"Hehe, I'm still coming too...... GUAH!! My hips!!

"Riggins aah!!

Smiling a lot silver, Riggins collapsed and left the front the moment he changed his posture. Cutting the departure, one adult after another spills out of the battlefield.

The reason is basically a defeat to the annual wave that stops by.

The majority of the members of the promotion were elderly people who wished to reach out to young people throughout the event and strengthen community ties.

The average age was approaching sixty, even with the most careful selection of the younger members possible among them.

It means half-dead in a battlefield where this life continues to overtake each other.

"No! I can't make you do this any more! Elder! Take the wounded and leave! There will be more dead men than this!

In view of the poor situation, Subaru speaks out for all his bitter decisions.

If the scratched ones die, they still do. If they don't, they need rescue. There are two personnel needed to keep the wounded away. In other words, every time one fell, there was a negative spiral where two extra men could fall out, and finally the front completely collapsed.

No longer, only Rigel and Subaru, plus the three elders, are grabbing the net safely.

"I can't believe this is going to be such a fight... sorry, Rigel. My eyes were totally sweet. The elders got caught up..."

"You have nothing to worry about. We've known each other for a long time."

To a bitter Subaru grunt, it was the elder whose white hairs wet in the water and still do not impair his adorability - Mr. Chamov, the puppy.

Elder Chamov, who travels all over the world and brazenly says he has also dominated the seven deserts, was the provider of information about the fish of interest passing in herds at this great Mogorade vent.

In the form of taking responsibility for that information, he thus also took part in the fishery -

"However, the only thing I don't think about... is that I'm going to be able to hang out with you guys until the end..."

"Hey, Elder? Elders -!"

Looking back, the eyes of Subaru, who called Chamov, were opened. Rigel is also followed and looks back only at his neck, complaining of the presence of Chamov, who disappears from his sight.

Chamov, a puppy, he is only about fifty centimeters tall. That's about the same height of the waves caused by the rampant fishes during this fierce battle at the Mogorade Grand Inlet - how many times was it about to be flushed and he was dating me to the end?

It was the toughness of not letting that diligent resistance be noticed around him until this moment that symbolized his hard-boiled life, which did not suit his appearance.

"But no more, no more..."

Elder - a familiar figure who has visited my home many times since I was a child.

Seeing Chamov retreat from the front, his power rapidly falls out of Rigel's body. A radiant horn on his forehead loses light, and the boy's body goes to that of just a man, an 11-year-old boy.

And to the brilliance of the lives of the fishes, it was no longer natural to raise the white flag.

"- Rigel, you're good. Leave."

"... father?

When I tried to let go of my hand from the net, Subaru, right behind me, told Rigel. He grabs consciousness by the tone of that voice and for a moment hesitates in the hand he tries to let go.

Looking back, Subaru got a lot wet, but still tied the net to his wrist and nodded at Rigel in a state he never let go.

"I have a responsibility. So I'll stay till the end, but you go back. Go back and take the elders who are falling over there."

"So, but... you can't do it anymore! Let's give up! Let's pay off the net later!

"I'm not stomping on you for sparing my reticle. I told you. I guess I'm responsible." Banan Cultural Promotion Society, "you may be a little embarrassed, but this is one of my tasks. - Will my parents work in front of my children?"

――――

Rigel was stunned by the claim.

The intentions are splendid. I don't know what you're talking about, enough to lose your mind to bite.

But there's no winning. I couldn't even pull with all those masses, how could Subaru manage without even the main force, Rigel?

I can't. This fight is over...

"Besides, you look a little sweet."

"Father... about Father?

"I'm an adult who can't even look sweet, so that's fine. But I'm not the one you're looking at sweetly.... Lem."

"Do you have a mother?

Rigel wonders why Rem's name came up on this occasion.

As you can see from following the offense so far, Rem is not participating in the fishing with the Mogorade Grand Spray as the stage. Regardless, they have accompanied us as far as Fusumi, calling it a family vacation, but instead of potentially dangerous fishing, Rem and Spica should be in a tourist mood, from the 'Kragrell Travel Forest', to those who work to rip off branches.

"Lem and Spica are taking their time, so Subaru and Rigel should be careful not to shrug their knees."

Pledge to fight each other well was an exchange that lacked a sense of tension, but it is self-evident that my mother and sister are not here more than we had such a conversation.

So to Rigel, Subaru's words just seemed an absurd public myth...

"- That's right, Subaru knows a lot about Rem. I can light it up."

"- Huh!"

Somehow, Rigel, who was trying to make Subaru give up, made that voice jump on his shoulder. A voice that could not have been heard, a presence that could not have been there, yet it appeared softly.

A woman who wraps her blue, long hair together easily to keep her kimono sleeves out of the way and lines up Subaru to do yarn that leads to the net - a lem.

Rigel shrugged at its appearance, but Subaru immediately laughed niggly,

"Sorry, Rem. A pinch."

"Yes. This is always the case when you take your eyes off Subaru. This is again one more reason why Rem can't keep his eyes off Subaru"

"Love is heavy! But it helps."

The couple grabbed the net in alignment, and Lem, with his lips tied together, put his strength into his arms. That alone was quite luxurious, and the impetus of the net losing to the fish leaned this way.

But still, the downside is the downside. Even if Rigel is added here again, that disadvantage is unlikely to be overshadowed. Originally, it was more or less an impossible battle power difference. Whether there is a miracle here that my mother joins, this battle...

Rigel, grab this rope and hold it.

"Huh?"

"Until then, Subaru and Rem... your father and mother support the net, so Rigel doesn't miss the opportunity. - This is your chance to show Spica what's cool about your brother."

Without being able to hide his confusion, Rigel, as Rem told him, looks around for a moment with a rope that leads to the net, not the task of pulling the net.

Opportunity is what exactly does opportunity indicate?

"This is where the man shows up. You're a loser."

"Hey, Elder...!

"We're here too...!

"Mr. Riggins! And many more!"

Rigel, concerned about his parents' limitations, to dispel that anxiety, gathered again now and his companions grabbed the net together and put their strength into it. It makes sense to bind power if you're half living, whether you're called a half-dead man. Now is the time.

"Ohh! Oh, yeah!

"Ohh! Oh, yeah!

Rigel desperately pushes her eyes open, disturbed by the hanging voice. Distracted by the voices of the obnoxious adults, I feel something - yes, something like ground.

Is it a sign of a great eruption of mogorade large vents, of water eruptions? - No, it's not. The ground sounds are approaching this way from the outside, not inside the great vent.

It's...

"Ku, Kragrell Moving Forest......!

Traveling in search of water, Kragrell Traveling Forest - Grounds, soil and smoke, looming It's a green march. That's what comes when you can't get past it to plunder right next to the big vent.

At the head of it, to the great tree marching forward, Rigel set his aim late.

"Rigel, it's now!

Mother's hanging voice, no doubt about it, Rigel threw the tip of the rope in a circle.

The wheel is entangled in the thick branches of the great tree, and the net is drawn.

- The brilliance of the fish 'lives suffered defeat before nature.

- Let's talk about the Cragrel Moving Forest.

Below the star's inland sea abbreviation.

Cragrel Mobile Forest is the name of the trees that do not root on the land, a special nature created by the harsh environment of the Carraragi metropolitan state and the water source called the Great Mogorade Inlet.

I explained that the water ejecting from the Mogorade Great Spray serves as a source of water for the area around here, but on a regular basis, water ejecting at a set time is also not always constant until just the land it pours down.

The effects of the wind in particular are significant, and the precipitation per land is neglected depending on the seasonal wind direction. It's creatures like people and animals that do it, but plants that rely on water don't. Naturally, if the water is not good enough, it will have to wither away. For them, the water at the Mogorade Great Spray is the lifeline itself.

Nevertheless, there are no opponents, as the plants complain directly, and they have no mouth either. The trees evolved as a result of working on what was going on and their viability.

'If you have land that lacks water, you can walk to where it is'.

Traveling forests born that way - taking the first human name discovered, the living trees known as the 'Kragrel Traveling Forest' continue to travel without rest, all year round anyway, around the Magorian plateau, where the water from the Great Mogorade Inlet pours down.

It was famous as a life-saving forestry because the trees of the moving forest are known to be very fine as wood, but they are difficult to collect because they do not stay in one place, and besides being relentlessly crushed when they stand on the path.

The properties of its moving forests worked positively this time around.

If you can't win with manpower, you can manage with natural power, and so on.

"I've been telling you since the beginning that the path of the moving forest was aimed at a major vent, so you and Subaru are going to be able to rendezvous slowly."

"So, if you see the people who left you recessed in base camp, I wonder if Rem will do something about it... that's the truth about my operation"

"Operation? Where's the operation? Mom, you're a relied on throwing germain!

"It's a bad way of saying it. Well, I guess in the end, love means winning"

"Subaru kun......"

"Was that such a good line now!? Mom, you're spoiling me too much!

Flying the big fishing flag, a line on your way home.

Throughout that road, the wet family is talking about the winning cause of this one, but it was Rigel who hasn't survived it not to be blamed for it.

Rem's participation in the war, as well as the maneuver to pull the net into the Kragrell moving forest, was successful, and the massive amount of fish (Subaru called Ivashimodoki), who was stunningly in the great vent, was pulled away.

In fact, then, now the diseased mobile forest took away the fish from every net, and there was an act of chasing that mobile forest to take back the net, but that's discouraging.

Together, the fish were safely available, and the leeches and the yakuza were able to secure sufficient quantities by successfully cutting down one of the moving forests instead.

Now we're ready for Subaru's "leeches".

"How much harder was it than bean curds and Keifang rolls? I went away, and I'm tired."

"Oh, you're dying of an elder or something. Don't be unfamiliar."

"Damn, it could be a dust. I'll never do that again."

Subaru agrees with Rigel, who sighs and laughs.

At the end of those two glances, there's a figure of Chamov chewing on sweet leaves for swallowing.

Fortunately, there were no injuries and no harm done as it was all that big a job. Somehow everyone was intoxicated by the atmosphere, but the hurt hips are also soothing with the healing magic of Rem.

That is how we should all return to Fusumi with exhilaration, and there should be discussions about fish and timber distribution from now on -

"You're out of my jurisdiction. We'll share the hardships of this trip with our families."

"Yes, it's the flavor of the journey"

"The flavor of the journey was to share the struggle...?

Tasting the subtle sense of common sense Crisis, Rigel is mumbling as he gives up his beloved sister to reward her for returning from the dead.

Spica, who counts her first year of life, is a little vigorous these days, such as trying to stand and walk on her own, and very rarely even calls me Rigel.

"The first thing I called you was the treasure of my life."

"You're a great Ciscon too..."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Loser howling makes you feel good. Ha ha."

"Gugi......"

"Please calm down, Subaru. Sometimes you have to give Rigel a proper sense of superiority. And Subaru is Rem's best."

"Spoil it that way again..."

Rem gently comforts the depressing Subaru. To that usual exchange, Rigel swelled his cheeks in dissatisfaction. and the lem that saw it blew out small,

"Oh, what's up, Rem?

"No, I knew, wherever you went, the lems were with you... that just made me a little happy and crazy"

"... is that it? If that's what it looks like, you're right to come on a family vacation. Well, you're adorable that it feels like you've accompanied your family on a company comfort trip."

Svalbard also smiles again at Rem, who puts his hand on his mouth and smiles happily. Watching that smile, Rigel felt blurred and my father's thoughts somehow clear.

A new celebration of 'Savings', a trip away that came to prepare for it.

Although, of course, it was definitely the necessary procedure to carry out the odd festival that would become a 'leech eagle'. That's why fish and tree branches, whatever the alternative was, should have been advantageous.

And yet, I dared plan to go away like this...

"The Cultural Promotion Society is happy to be able to work to promote new cultures. The Fusumi greats are happy to learn how to banan. So, we're happy with our family vacation. It fits in circles in all directions, it was a good attempt. Not in eight directions, but in three directions."

Subaru laughing openly, that the main thing was the last part, if you know what he looks like spending every day with his family.

Perhaps it's true that I couldn't ignore the two purposes in front of me, and what a hassle and hardship it is to not be able to properly refuse what was asked of me, Rigel thought, like the rest of HR.

――――

Lem watches such a Subaru smile, his eyes narrowing and laughing.

My father's inner heart must be spotted by my mother as well. So from the beginning, my mother did not disagree with my father's unscrupulous words, but rather accompanied them with pleasure.

"Elder, Elder, can I ask you something?

Parents' welcome, a short distance from the snitch named, Rigel spoke to Chamov, who was drying his body's hair in the sun. Chamov said, "Yeah?," he turned, staring at Rigel with his crushed eyes,

"What's wrong with you? Or Rigel's friends. You can ask me anything."

"Is there anything special about Fusumi at this time of year?

"Hmm..."

To that question, Chamov closed one eye to think only a little. Then Chamov glanced at Subaru and nodded immediately.

"That question could have been subaru. Blood is indisputable..."

"No, that's fine."

"Even if Nori is bad. In this time of year, the famous flowers in Fusumi..." White Snow Cherry Blossoms "will bloom."

That is a very difficult plant to handle, he said, because it is fusmi, a land blessed with the abundant precipitation of the Mogorade Great Spray.

The sight of all the leaves of the great trees becoming petals as white as snow - Rigel had never seen snow or anything, but I could imagine it must be spectacular.

And Subaru also planned a family vacation, hoping to put it on "Savings" and show it to "Someone's Birthday" right around the corner.

"I'm not going to tell you anything. You can keep it to yourself."

"I won't tell you... but my mom probably knows"

"So maybe it's innocent. If you want to be my wife, you can have her."

"You're resistant to raising Spica like your mother..."

"Well, now I've fought your madness trying to daughter-in-law my sister as a matter of course."

Shaking his little body, Chamov looked at Rigel with some frightened eyes. You're out of your mind at that gaze. When you shrug your shoulder, Spica just pulls your cheek. Lovely.

"Hey, spica on Rigel. Hey, come here. We need to talk."

And, just when the story was over, Subaru was calling the Rigels. to his voice. Chamov shrugged his jaw,

"Look, you can go. You don't have to interrupt your family."

"Oh, thank you, Elder. See you later."

Waving his hand, Chamov smiled lovingly, waving his short tail of that ass to the left and right, but only his lover walked away with a stuffed trick.

Looking at it, Rigel returns to his parents. Then there's the usual lem with a slight red cheek and the usual Subaru with confidence that I would do it.

"Ohon. Actually, Rigel. From now on, I want to show Lem and you guys something."

A lot of rhetoric, and then the wording that pops up, I can imagine.

――――

One beat, there was between before Subaru's announcement, and Rigel looked at Rem for a moment.

Subaru, who is facing the children and sparkling his eyes, doesn't notice his wife next door. Smiling thinly, Rem noticed Rigel's gaze, placing his finger on his lips and signaling "Shh."

It's impeccable to say it, it's impeccable to point it out, I get it a lot.

Rigel shrugged his shoulder with no choice. In imitation of that, Spica shrugged her shoulders, too.

"This family vacation, that's not just about fishing and giving. Actually..."

Surrounded by such children and wives, the clown mastermind, who thinks nothing is hidden, presented the final plan of the family vacation with dignity.

I can't tell you the details of the "White Snow Cherry Blossom" viewing party.

Just make it clear that the flowers that color the mountains of Fusumi, that was a truly stunning sight, were able to indulge in it.

Now, it was a new habitual candidate for the milestone that was used in the fabric of those family vacations and still needed to be accomplished -

"Hmm, I didn't know this was gonna happen, even through my eyes."

"Hole Saving Rate Awesome! Come on, Dad, move your hands!

It was big and small, two shadows - blah, the Natsuki family man, Subaru and Rigel - that let him breathe and run around the streets of Banan.

The outfit is dressed in green and red perma-like rashes and wears a yellow, black vertical striped vest and trousers. He has a thorned stick made of soft material in his hand and stuffed with cotton. It was a good old, and new age ghost style.

What are two people dressed as ghosts in such an understandable way, desperately -

"I wish I could have tried... all over town, I didn't know it would cause a huge outbreak of cats and rats!

"It was obvious if you think about it! If you hang your food with dignity, you'll be eating wild food for sure!

Yelling, Rigel also takes every branch of the decorated baked fish from the new installation point and throws it into a bag for collection. Now twenty, we still have a long way to go.

Whatever, branches and fish are distributed throughout the city, and this odd festival is carried out by citing the town.

"Hey Rigel, don't treat me too abusively! This, for once, is like a sacred ritual, so Shu is grateful. I think we need to dispose of it like this, bury it in a proper place or something."

"You stink! And don't keep the disposal cluttered! Mostly...... Ouch!

Rigel, whose voice is absurd when it is not revealed, hit its back continuously with a small impact. If you look back on something, it's the little beans - the beans - that fall under your feet.

And I threw it at the kids who are coming after me with a smile on their face -.

"Ha, a hunter! Hunter found us!

"Shit! They're gonna fill us with beans! Hey, there, man! How do I get out of here back...... shit! Keifang, roll it up!

Driven into the street, Rigel held his head as he tried to find a way out. The old man on the edge, who tried to ask the way, looks at Keifang with a thick curl around his mouth.

People in that state can't talk. Until you're done eating, keep looking at Megumi.

"I feel like this is happening with similar damage on Fusumi's part, but where does liability go? Is that me? What do you think, Rigel?

"At least it hurts! This is how it hurts now! It hurts when I'm out of the way! It's your fault you're being hit with beans. Ouch, ouch, ouch! Why am I all the time!?

I just reviewed it a little bit, but Subaru's work hasn't been a busy one.

Parents and children in ghost pants run through the town of Banan with tears in a series of beans.

I'm sure at home, my mother and sister are waiting for me to eat a thick roll as I turn to Keifang.

Can we recover all the 'leeches' and get home safely...

"Hehe, Rigel. You're a lot faster on your feet. I'm glad."

"Ugh -!! Get me a cold -!!"

Such a parent-child genka is far away and echoes in the sky.

This was also a comma of everyday sights in the corner of the Carraraggi metropolitan state.