Reincarnated as a Villager ~ Strongest Slow-life

I came to the maintenance area because of this, so I decided to stay here today.

I gave the camper to Saline, so it looks like Kaina's staying here too.

"Is this what the world calls a pajama party?"

I saw Kaina in her pajamas and I always thought of that.

"What, suddenly? Or because it's not! Stop it, that's what I'm saying!

I'm angry with you, Kaina. What are you so angry about?

"But what about a party in a pajama?

I've heard a lot about pajama parties, but I don't know what they are. Too high for the contents old man.

"Men don't have to know. That's what girls do to each other. It's more peaceful not to know a man."

That's right. Well, don't listen to Girls Talk.

"Okay. I guess this is it"

Whether you call it an old pestle, or talented, about ten tatami rooms made me feel good.

Quality yi duvet on bed with low rebellion mat. Makra is also luxurious as if she had gathered a handful of sharks and art from a previous life.

"Oh, I feel bad, this"

My junction bed is fine, but this low rebellion mat was even more comfortable. Technology, awesome.

It's a king-size bed, so I rolled over and played with the gobbles.

"A child!

"With children ~ su!

I rolled faster and faster, and then fell out of bed. Ahaha, super naughty!

"Yeah, I'm tired"

"Get bored early!

Hi, I'm a kid.

Crawl up to bed and sleep in big letters. Yeah. Feels good.

"Do you want to go to bed now?

"No, I'm not sleeping yet. Kaina, tell me something."

I hugged as many macras as I could and told Kaina a story.

"... even if it's cute to say so, it's a bruise..."

Shit. You sleazy adult.

"I don't tongue. Well, that's good. Want something to drink?"

"Warmed sheep's milk"

My bedtime habits. What, but I forgot to bring it.

"Milk is good? It's milk in my house."

"Anything is fine. Because I like milk too."

It's not a dairy cow, but we have cows in our village, and some milk and barter. I drank it a few times, but it tasted just right.

He served me some warmed milk from somewhere, as usual.

"... thin..."

Just fine for a cold cup after the bath, but too thin for warm milk before bed.

"Well, if you were drinking that dreary sheep's milk. It's still thicker."

That's right. I was used to drinking and it became commonplace.

Well, it doesn't taste bad, and this is the B thing. Welcome to the last drop.

"Well, don't talk about it."

"Hi. I get it. What do we talk about?

"I don't care if it's about when Kaina came to this world or when she was traveling. I want to hear any of it."

"You want to hear this?"

Oops. I'm the one who wants to hear it.

"Well, from where God called me"

And, the Kaina story began.

Nooooooooooo!

Something, I heard a scream somewhere spitting blood. I felt okay, but, well, it must be my fault.

Huh. I could hear a lot of stories today. I think I can dream about it.

Thank you for being safe and alive today. Okay, have a nice sleep. Good night.