Reincarnated as a Villager ~ Strongest Slow-life

When I came to the front entrance of the orphanage, I saw a young girl (maybe a little below the sapphire) sitting on the ground doing something.

It's a pretty good place to be alone in front of the front entrance, as there are few visitors to the orphanage and there are just times when you can't work right now.

What the fuck are you doing? And, attracted my interest, I peered into the ground from behind the toddler girl.

"... ninety-nine..."

I have given him the plate version that burned the ninety-nine that I gave him when he came before. And a board version of the letter.

I heard that the employment rate for orphans is low, so I advised you to tell me how to calculate and write.

A toddler noticed my voice and looked back and said nothing.

... Cool...!

Something seemed to have been slashed deep with a blade, and there was a wound in a straight line from his forehead through his left eye to the side of his mouth.

It is a wound that is often wondered if it is alive with this.

"Yikes. Studying is an inspiration. How far did Jiujiu remember?

Though I was out of line, I didn't show my surprise face and asked the young girl with a smile on her face.

It seemed strange that he didn't touch the wound on his face, showing a confused face while hiding the wound.

"Hmm? Nine steps? You remember everything?

If you look closely at the ground, it was written from one step to nine steps.

"Heh. It's awesome that year. Besides, I didn't know you could even write numbers. Pretty smart, huh? The future is a big merchant or a minister."

I'll stroke the toddler's head grizzly.

I think Sapple will soon learn to write and calculate if she's so enthusiastic, but that super young girl only blossoms talent for what she's interested in. Really, I want you to be interested in something girly. Well, I wouldn't make fun of you if you lived like Sapphire wanted to.

After doing so, the front door opened and Deputy Dean Hariwa, the head of the orphanage, came out.

"Welcome aboard, Master Bae."

"Ooh. Deputy Dean. How you doin '?

I've never heard of age - I don't know how old you are - but it looks like you're in your thirties.

"Yes. I'm doing fine. Thanks to you, too."

"Well, anything's fine if you're fine. See, this year's donation."

I took a leather bag out of my pocket filled with two hundred pieces of silver coins and gave it to the Deputy Dean.

The donation is only for the orphanage, so I'm giving it to the orphanage. It's up to the director to decide what to use from the fact that he didn't mention the most usage.

"Thank you. I can feed my kids a full tummy."

Not to mention that the faith of the Great Spirit is rooted in, there's hardly a believer who can afford to donate to an orphanage, and what a mercy from a lord. Fifty copper coins. There's no way an orphanage can just consume it. Still, it's fine because I'm running an orphanage without throwing it out. I wouldn't say anything if I had a future vision and a plan.

"If I'm full, I won't be evil, and I can afford it. We're ready for the future."

I was hungry when I found out about this place, and I was surrounded by orphanage kids.

"Yes, it seems we have finally figured out what your words mean these days, and we are all studying hard"

"That's more than anything. The future is bright."

"Yes. Oh, excuse me. I let you stand here. Please come inside."

So I went inside and was put through to the dining room.

The kids seemed to be playing outside because it was already past noon, and their energetic voices were echoing.

"Healthy and more than anything."

"Yes, the soccer you taught me seems interesting and the boys play every day."

One ball (made of fish float bags and sea dragon skin to make it sturdy in the junction) would help you play. I taught the orphanage just because I thought it would be nice.

"The girls were obsessed with balls and amusement, and there were fewer fights between men and women over the square"

That's more than anything. When I was young, there was a futile war between men and women.

"Thank you for waiting, Ma'am."

And Ne, an orphanage graduate and apprentice monk (aged thirteen or four), brought me lunch on the basin.

"Thanks. Don't hesitate."

Miso with vegetables and meat (provided by me) in a bit of hardened bread... I got something steamed with gojil and imo instead.

I don't know how to taste it from what I'm eating of sapphire dishes, but it's incredibly luxurious in an orphanage. Oh, now let's make them remember not just the letters and calculations, but the dishes too. It's tight on my tongue, which has become luxurious.

Godzil came all the way to this city.

Well bought. Wasn't it expensive?

"We have been using it frequently because we came in in large quantities since the beginning of this year and the price was cheap"

"You're selling in the city?

"Yes, we sell them at grocery stores and oil stores"

Nanu. To the oil store? I didn't even notice. All right. I need to buy it on my way home.

"Whoa, yeah. It wasn't just donations that came today, but invitations to serve the public. He wants to serve the merchant, introduce me to about two people. Oh, just don't ask me because I'm not a regular merchant, and he's tougher than a regular public servant, so he's got guts and he can write and calculate. Even better if you're smart. I don't care about age or gender, and I don't care what it looks like. And who's interested in cooking? Yes? I'll do it on the boat, so I can't go up the hill for weeks. It's a tough place to work."

Well, the service of this era is tight but natural. I work from morning to evening, and I don't have time off. Besides, I don't care if you work all day or two copper coins. It's a black company, a bright blue working environment.

... Seriously, thanks a lot for being born to a villager...

"... the race, too, is it?

"Oh, don't even ask the race. Was there anything other than people, here?

I had no idea.

"Yes. He's a demon-orphaned boy, twelve years old. You can read and write, and you want to be a merchant."

"You're a demon orphan. Well, if you want to be, you can't. Just tell him that it's harder to remember and learn than to be a regular merchant."

"Yes, of course."

"Oh, is that it?

"What about Tayura, who was in front of the front door earlier? That kid is smart, and he's good at calculating. It's just that the wound on his face..."

"If you care about the wounds, you can hide them, and where you go to public service is where you don't care about the wounds on your face. I don't care if you talk to your guests face to face."

"If that's what Bae said, I guess it's okay. Then I deduce Barry and Tayura, the demonic loner boys"

Let's get your apprentice and employee first.