Reincarnated as a Villager ~ Strongest Slow-life

It was surprisingly normal inside.

Looks like a witch's house from the outside, but inside it was an at-home build.

"I'm a hobbyist."

What a picturesque living room, likely to appear in the cartoons I watched in my previous life. I could see the rugs and cushions laid in the stone chairs, the simple but good-looking vases, the crystal figurines, the delicate tapestries and the good taste of this landlord here and there.

"Thanks, I'm glad no one said that"

There was no sign of anything, and a beauty with ominous gray hair stood somewhere where there was absolutely no one when she came in.

My first impression was deep.

Her hair and clothes are white, and she looks as thin as Kasumi hung, but her presence is hammered and big.

... It's like a thousand years old tree...

Like the giant tree I saw before, it made me feel big and long years.

But it was also in the elves, but the white beauty in front of her sees history, the way people live.

"You're a long time witch."

I just wanted to say an abyss, but I thought it would be rude to a white beauty.

"Hehe. You have very good eyes."

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

It's easier to live with what you feel than it is to think about it in this life, and it's hard to live with it when you think about it in your past life, fantasy.

"I'm Vibel Fakfinie. He's just a villager."

"I am Sani. Just a place to stay."

Residency?

"Hehe. The owner of this house is Glenn."

And if Sani was smaller than Obaba before he turned his eyes - he would be sitting at the edge of a wall that Chan could even place on the Buddha's altar and turning his pipe around.

Even if I assure you, fine. It wasn't there when I looked around the house. It was the wall that was there.

... if you really get into it, it's a losing life...

"Sorry to bother you."

Tell them you've been brought here. I'll just say hello as a courtesy to the guests.

"Welcome. Take your time."

"G, Glenn talked!?

"Glenn!?

Hiding and residence are astonishing.

"Duh, what's wrong, Granny Glenn! I can't believe you're talking. I have to go back to when I was younger!

"That's right. I haven't heard that in a hundred years."

As far as I'm concerned, you're alive. I'm surprised at you.

I felt my gaze and my eyes went reflexively to Glenn's.

Not at all. It was normal. It's no different than Obaba in our village - bean grains. It just looks like you. And yet, I don't know - there was something there.

Glenn's side - you're staring at me.

I look back on Glenn too.

I don't know what that means there, and I can't feel anything, but I can observe.

If you want to see me, you can look at me until you feel better.

And Glenn's - I feel like you laughed - but are you out of your mind...?

"Drink."

A cup containing black liquid was placed on the table when it was seen by the sound of cotton.

He sees hiding and living, but he's still surprised and can't get advice.

I sat in a chair with ginger and reached into a cup containing black liquid and put my mouth on it.

─ ─ ─ ─

That was coffee. Besides, it tasted exactly the same as the coffee I liked and drank in my previous life.

Reflectively I look at Glenn's - but it was a wall there, disappearing as if I had been dreaming.

I don't know what it is anymore, but just take it now, okay?

Again, I put my mouth on the cup, carefully, enjoyed the aroma, taste and heat, and drank it to the last drop.

I don't know - nostalgia is coming in, but that's a dream from the past that I can't go home to anymore. Fantasy.

Taste. Let's just thank you for that.

"... thanks. Drink such a delicious cup of tea..."

You would have brewed me. I can't tell you Glenn's, but I at least sincerely thanked Ji for inviting me.

"... No, it's this way to thank you. I thought I'd never hear your voice again, Glenn."

"Yeah. It's good to hear Glenn's voice for a long time."

What a nostalgic, what a joyful way to say hiding and living.

I don't know what kind of drama there was - but, well, I'll tell you what.