Reincarnated as a Villager ~ Strongest Slow-life

"Whoa. Did I make you wait?

I spoke to the recluse who noticed this way as I pulled Zigo, who stopped moving.

"Not at all."

All of Mr. Outsider's gaze was directed at me, but he was taken by wonder and normality. Well, I know it's pressure from Zigo's rigidity to awesome, but the groin is often cuddly in the world. Nothing compared to that.

"Right. That's more than anything. I'm sorry to keep you waiting."

Exactly. The outsider in front of you is older, even including the age of his previous life. Even a busty fucking kid pays respect to the elderly.

"Hehe. That's a bei. Aren't you frightened?"

"Well, your recluse was the most intimidating. I'm used to it."

Your recluse is plain and shadowy in this, but don't think about me, the feeling said your recluse is the scariest.

When I first saw you in hiding, the bucket and soul understood. I realized without reason that I couldn't win.

The outsiders here will also be sarcastic and strong, and their presence is not hampered, but there is as much difference between heaven and earth as there is between you and Hidden. It's not Zigo's line, but you can honestly believe it when they say he's actually the Demon King.

"That's the kid Toad expected. I'm thick."

The lion beast man has been grinding with the momentum of holding my head. Ordinary people usually die, that......

"Ho. Will you endure the power of Argal as well? I don't feel like I'm trying anything. Are you sure you're just a villager, Rasnito?

I saw you hiding as Mr. Nice Middle impressed me.

"Seriously, it's strange to say that Bei is a villager."

That's right, Mr. Hideaway. You know very well.

"Well, I'm not just a villager," he said.

I don't deny it, but it's much more normal than you guys.

"I'll leave that area to my own subjectivity. I know you heard from the recluse, but I'm Bae. Well, Vivel Fakfinie is a long time."

Whatever it is, I need to introduce myself.

"Then it's from me. I'm Argal."

And, Mr. Lion Beast Man.

"I'm Nash."

And, Mr. Nice Middle.

I'm a gar.

and a pink-haired royal.

"It's Maino."

And, Mr. Vampire.

"The rest is Bucks."

And, Mr. Dragon Nation.

What a light introduction, but enough for me and for outsiders, and no past or title here. If only we knew who each other was.

"Ah, bei. Maybe a lot of things change my name, but, well, never mind. Bae calls me what Bae wants to say."

"Aye."

In me, it is fixed by the recluse. I seriously reject you for asking me to call you by another name already.

"Oh, this, Pretty Amen. Say hello."

I introduced him to outsiders by putting out the pretzels I had hidden in the junction.

Is Merchant normal to outsiders, and I have no reaction to saying this? Although Pritz-An seems to be freaking out. Well, it's harmless, so I'll leave it.

I mean, for some reason, I liked it over my head, Mr. Merchant. I'm already stuck on my head when I wake up. Why?

"What about the ship?

Behind the outsiders is the sea, but not even the driftwood on the ship?

"Oh, wait a minute."

I often wait because I say so. I saw something coming from offshore.

"... Huh? UFO...?

Exactly an unidentified flying object like a plate came this way.

"... what about me?

It's a flying plate.

I wonder what it is. Does that mean get in there? But the dishes are flying as I see them... and if they're bogged down, they're too advanced for me.

Hundred kilometres per hour was out. The flying plates slowed down and slowly made contact with the fishing port.

Well, even if you ask me to explain my flying junction, I have trouble explaining it. Why don't I ask for an explanation? Ship fishing (?) Problem nashing if possible.

"It looks like it, but it's stable, so don't worry."

I'm not worried or anxious about what the outsiders do. I got into a flying plate exactly like I was on a big ship.

"Pottery, it's not like that."

It looked like pottery, but the kick felt like wood.

"Oh, you made it out of a tree called Enisi."

I have no idea what Enisi is, but let me put it in my memory. I accept what it should be now, so it's the best I can do.

"I know it's shaky, but if there's something wrong, I need you to gather around the center and crouch down."

Well, it's the ocean of fantasy that doesn't know what's going to happen. Let's go first and foremost.

Okay, let's go.

Well, what kind of fishing would that be?