Reincarnated as a Villager ~ Strongest Slow-life

"This feels so good!"

I wore clothes listening to the voice of a blonde afro nee who said that.

Out of the shadow of the shower room, the blonde long-haired lady was bringing herself something.

I don't know, but it's best to ignore it. Stay out of this, man.

Dry your hair with wind magic so you don't mind.

"Hmm? The water stopped."

"That's it. Do you want me to take your place?

I put hot water in it by my standards, it won't be enough for you, big blonde Afro.

"No, that's fine. I sweated."

Then the shower room door was opened before I even said towel.

"Uh neat!

I stared at the blonde Afro for too much.

That's for blonde Afro's nudity, no. No, I'm staring at nudity in a way, but there's no such glossy, colorful incense anywhere. One was pure anger.

"Oh, that was very exciting for the kid."

"... ah, oh. I was just freaking out."

Such a cardiac shock, seldom - I can't say - has calmed me down once and for all in my life. My life is pretty hard, not at all.

"It's rude to say this to a woman, but that's terrible..."

All I can say is it's terrible because she's a woman. This would be cruel as a woman......

Blonde Afro's body was mostly scratched and burned. As much as I wonder if I can live with this.

"Well, lucky to be alive."

No cloudiness in that smile. There was a lucidity over something.

"... you're the face who lived, lived, survived and got what you wanted at the end of that despair..."

No, I didn't experience it, but don't think about it, the feeling worked and it came out of my mouth.

"... hehe. What kind of eyes are you?

"Hey, all I can see is your story. - You're a normal person."

To Blonde Afro's joke, I gave it back with a bitter smile.

I'll get the towel out of the storage bag and throw it at you blonde Afro.

"Show me that wound. Show me only what you don't like. It's not cheap."

That's the life and pride of this blonde Afro. Make it look light. It's not a good idea.

"Hehe. You're a man to little cunts, aren't you? If you were born fifteen years early, I'd be in love."

"... that's unfortunate..."

Ironically, I have a blonde Afro now because I had that fifteen years. And it wasn't me - because there was someone, or an environment. I'm sorry I didn't get involved. Not at all, you can't stay, life is...

More than that, I couldn't say anything, and I was showing my back until my blonde Afro nephew put on some clothes.

"Thank you. It felt good."

"Aye."

We were able to exchange such light words.

The journey is a one-off meeting and when fate overlaps, someone managed to say, well, let's just think it was a good encounter for less. How could I have seen a blonde afro?

The shower room was restored and the water bag was placed in a storage bag.

Back in the room, Ferrier is still in his dreams. There was no sign of waking up.

"You're still ahead of you to be like a blonde Afro girl"

No, it's rude for both of us to compare, but watching this sleeping face makes you worry about following me.

"Well, I hope your purpose has nothing to do with you."

Those two are definitely from the Empire first. It's not uncommon for A-level adventurers to cross the country, but it's not like it's the kind of work that A-level adventurers do, and even if it was, it would be a grand rampage, a crusade, a collection of rare things. But if you say so, your father said you would ask an A-level adventurer from that country. The adventurer also has a territory, or a home, and he says it goes against the courtesy and fluency of the adventurer to raze that area of activity.

Well, I don't know about that neighborhood, but there's a lot more difficulty than an A-level adventurer moving, and that's all they're asking for.

Like I told you, blonde Afro, I'm not a thousand eyes, and I'm not a fortune teller. I don't know what happened earlier, but for some reason, I don't care. Shall I keep Ferrier from seeing me here?

Bad for a blonde combo, but no, I don't know the truth, but my priority is my dear childhood friend.

I'm not letting an immature Ferrier get any closer to destiny.

Blonde Afro and I didn't overlap with fate, but we overlapped with Ferrier. Then I won't let you be unhappy. Ferrier is already my family. I'm supposed to protect you.

Sleep tight now.

I stroked Ferrier's blonde hair sleeping with a spicy face and left the room for the eater who would be awake about time.