Reincarnated as a Villager ~ Strongest Slow-life

What the fuck! What the hell! What are you talking about! You're kidding me! You're no longer transcending evolutionary theory or the mystery of life. Really, what is it? It's no longer an insult to life. Whatever it is, don't think you can clean it up with fantasy, you son of a bitch!

"... Oh, uh, how's it going?

Oh, yeah. Wait a minute. I'm fighting this irrationality right now.

He clutches his hands on the ground unknowingly and manages to swallow them.

Gumball, me. There's no reason to be unreasonable. It's life that doesn't work. Not to mention the world of everything like this. You can't lose like this, me!

"... I'm sorry, let me see..."

He managed to swallow irrationality and get his weakened body up with guts.

He lowered his back to the chair and poured coffee (modoki) out of the pot into the cup for a breath.

Huh. All right, calm down.

"Wary. Stand up guests...... no, leave me alone. Have a seat."

"No problem. Because this is where I'm telling you I can't. But I can't stand and talk, so I'm going to sit down."

……………

I just want to go in now, but if I go in now, I lose. I can't stand up again - I'm confident.

"Uh, I don't know, there's been a lot of shock and I forgot a lot, can we start over from the beginning?

Rise from the chair and confront the customer….

"Okay. Bye."

Probably stretching my spine (?), feeling better (?).

"My name is Bambell. He is the butler who is entrusted to be around the master. Please leave it with me."

Get in there! Stick with your emotions! What the hell, this. What torture! Kill me already!

Eat up your teeth and feel desperate.

"O, I'm bei. Well, it's a nickname, but it's a long time, and I can't help but say it. It's only uncomfortable to be told otherwise than by bei."

"Yes, I will now call you Bae."

"It doesn't matter if you call it off. I'm just a villager."

"There is no such thing. It is the duty of the weak to revere the strong. Not to mention this one, please. You can't talk without respect."

"... uh yeah, yeah. Well, if you don't mind..."

I don't know what to say, really.

"Yes, thank you for your generosity."

……………

I don't know what it is anymore.

"Oh, that's a word. Hey, you didn't serve tea. Can't we have a drink?

No, I'm not. What are you talking about? Is it broken, my head?

"I'm fine. Most things can be spoken."

"... oh, yeah. Ugh, yeah, that would have been great..."

I don't know if it's broken or paralyzed, but my body moved on its own, and I poured coffee (modoki) into the cup for the visitors and put it in front of the bumbell.

"Okay, I'll take it"

Yeah, have a drink. And that's how you drink it. No, you're too surprised to laugh.

"That's a pretty good flavor of tea. Because what a tea?

"... for convenience, I call it coffee. Well, it's not far from real."

"Is that so? It was delicious enough for me."

"... Oh, uh, yeah, that's good..."

Bamberle, who put the cup back on the table, looked straight at me. Yeah, don't think about it, I feel it. It's something.

"I am heavily aware that we do not deserve to make a wish. But I dare you..."

"─ ─ Before you do that, is that a good idea?

I'm sorry. I can't do this anymore. It's time to spiritually limit ourselves. So let me just say this. Let me in. Let me scream.

"Yes, why should I?

Take three deep breaths to calm down, and...

"─ ─ - Why slime? Yikes!!