Reincarnated as a Villager ~ Strongest Slow-life

"The name of this ship is the Sarrier!

I parked the ship a while back and thought we were talking about something, so I decided on the name of the ship.

Osands gives a joyous voice to the naming of Redhead Neh.

I left the ship to the red-haired ladies, so take it easy, but I guess it's time to go to port. It's after 3: 00.

I take a seat when I can't help it, and I go to Necha and the others on the upper deck.

"I'm happy for you, Wally, but it's time for you to go to the harbor. I have plans."

"I haven't messed with the ship yet. This isn't even gonna be a job!

"My lady. You shouldn't have said that. This guy, no, Mr. Bei is our employer, the owner of the ship. You have to understand that."

I don't mean to be your employer, but I guess so from the outside. Well, if you can use it when you want, it's just okay, and then you can do whatever you want. I won't say anything.

"... okay..."

A redhead who reluctantly but obeys Osama. Oh, my God, you're not well educated.

"Until we get to the harbor, I'll respond. Go to the harbor first."

"Copy that. I'll move the ship. Your daughter will instruct Mr. Bae."

"Oh, Babb, Temei! Shipwreck, I'll do it!

"No, I'll do it!

"You've got to be kidding me, I'll do it!

Ahaha. You look scared. You're a kid in there. Well, so am I.

"Then Osama do it today. It's an employer's order."

The rest of Osands to boot.

"That's weird! I need to practice to get on it anyway, do it in order. By the way, Osama is the last. He gave me the first one."

When I laughed wildly at him, the rest of Ossans, who understood it, cheered and stood up to regret Ossan.

"Shit! Remember that, motherfucker!

I threw up a throw-up dialogue and headed to the cockpit. With friendship.

"Well, where do you want to go with this ship?

"I want to be a ship that can go faster and farther than anyone else!

Something magnificent returned the answer.

"Well, if you want to, I will, but this ship, it's not big enough to make such a long journey."

Just ten meters. If you're going to cruise through the bay, fine, but if you're going to sail a hundred kilometers and two hundred kilometers, it's tough. I don't have a room.

"Sailors can sleep anywhere. That's what I've been doing."

The sailor's face, I don't know if it is - but I know the face of the man who lives with pride.

"I get it. Then make the barn into a room and make a further room. I do something with storage magic. But I can't load that big. It's as big as a barrel. Storage is about the size of this ship."

It's a big storage and burning challenge for a small body, but there's no passion for ships to explore. Why is that my limit?

"... No, you, don't be unscrupulous, but you're beating the most advanced demon ship..."

Oh, really? Demon ship, it's for me. Whatever the joke is, if you're going to do it in this size, you have to do it, don't worry about it.

"I mean a demon ship, penetrate it. I'll try to create it first, so if you want to change it, say it."

First, we separated the barn into four parts, turned two into bedrooms, one into a unit bath, and one into a warehouse. And then, make it a small storage space, put that on and this - and put a survival kit in here - oh, I want a door for an escape. Then I'll want a place where I can get in and out of the ocean. Whoa, not enough ingredients. Add a little extra- - Oh, my God, I'm a fool if I do it. He pushed his limits so lightly that he couldn't get through with a magic ship anymore.

"I'm on track. I'm sorry."

I sincerely apologized to Nee-chan, who sits with her mouth open like it burned out.

Fully glazed (reinforced by the junction) for the room. I feel like I have released an unidentified flying object into the fantasy world. Yes.

"Fine, now"

Something about a red-haired lady with a gentle grin like a wise man who found the truth. There's a lot going on here.

"Everyone, prepare to enter the port. Prepare!"

Under Redhead Neh's decree, Ossans, who was confused, moved out.

When he stood by saying that there was a pole to fly the flag indicating entry into the port, he raised yellow, green and colorful flags.

"Who saw that?

"I saw a watchman over there."

In the direction one of Osama's fingers pointed, I could see who was standing on a tower like a lighthouse.

"That's a lot of stuff."

Even though they are far behind the previous life, people's lives are complicated and strange. No, it doesn't mean the same thing, but it seems cluttered and you have fine rules, even in this day and age...

The cake was left to the cake shop to watch, and there was a crowd at the pier about to land.

"What the fuck?

"I don't know. Hmm? That belongs to the Dumballs."

Well, it's a ship like this, and something must have come up.

I took over the rules and entered the harbor, so I went up the hill to say it wouldn't be a problem, and somehow I was turned against him.

"You Dumballs will keep you. Come here with me!

Something like a leader. An eye-catching jerk proclaimed that.

What the hell?