Reincarnated as a Villager ~ Strongest Slow-life

When I wake up, my eyelids won't open for some reason.

What? Think in a good night's sleep.

My consciousness gradually awakened and I realized why my eyelids didn't open.

... How many times has this situation happened...

Reached out his right hand and lifted the one covering his lid.

"Why are you sleeping on my face, Mr. Merchant?

And what is it, that sexy negligent thing? Where did you go when you were wearing the pyjamas that were cat appliqués on your butt?

Well, if you're not interested in Merchant's bedtime clothes or anything, you don't even have a desire for such a poor body. If you want to make me crave you, you can be a bong queer bong.

He threw Sexy Merchant in bed and changed into his usual villager style. Oh, it's a little cold, and should I change my clothes?

Well, I took a thin jacket out of my vest and weaved my feathers. Oh, I need to transfer Peeta and Beada.

As I switched from my other pockets to my jacket, Pritsuman, who threw it on the bed, woke up.

"... oh dear, bei..."

"Oh, hey."

The door was knocked as I continued to work with Pritsuman mozzling sideways on the bed.

"It's open."

Well, there's no lock on the door, but there's a line. I've never been cautious.

"Good morning"

It was Mita and the elderly lady who came in.

"Oh-ho. Did you sleep well?

Pritsuman told me yesterday that I was off my dinner table and doing a lot of things to make out with the samurai here.

... I've always been near me, but when will I be able to purchase such information, this Merchant...

"Yes, we've got a good room for you, so you can sleep well"

That's more than anything. As far as I'm concerned, I'd have liked to be a little stronger.

"So, what can I do for you?

I think it's early for breakfast.

"I brought you some water for washing your face"

Is that the wagon the older lady was pushing? I thought something was wrong.

"Thank you for that. Put it there. They'll use it when this is over."

I'll be done in a minute.

"Oh, then I'll use it"

"Ah, Master Prish!?

Seeing Mita's hasty voice, for some reason the basin came this way.

"Wow!?

Hastily dodged. What are you talking about?

"Master Bae, turn away!

I was pointed at the gunpoint, so I obeyed honestly and turned my back on Mr. Mita. What the hell?

"Looks like Master Prish's in the sink."

That's what the cat-shaped Doremi taught me. Is that a morning bath?

I can't believe I saw Merchant's body.

"Mind you don't have to"

I don't know. If you don't like it, set aside the room.

Even though I owe you one, it would be many times better to stay at the stable as long as you care about it in your own room.

Transfer is over. If you can't wash your face, I'll come outside.

"Master Bae!

"Take care of Pritsuya. I'm coming outside."

I'm not a nobleman, I'll do my own thing. Do you take care of him? Mendoxe.

I wrapped my vest in an infinite bag and Mita said something, but I didn't mind leaving the room.

It seemed to be early in the morning whether it was this hall or the castle, and someone who looked like a working woman, not a samurai, was cleaning.

"Master. How about they rent a bathroom?

"No, I don't mind outside. I have time for breakfast, and I want to continue yesterday."

I don't know breakfast time, but noble mornings aren't that early. Maybe eight o'clock. Enough in two hours.

Go outside and come to the battlefield yesterday.

Build a sink with dirt magic, place the sink and install the tank. The washer was filled with water.

Wash your face and brush your teeth. Refreshing, crisp, light and flexible gymnastics. My consciousness and body woke up completely.

Finish your usual routine and poke your pockets chong-chong.

"Peta. Beada. Are you awake?

I was asleep when I relocated.

My inner pockets mozzled and the two came out.

"Pi."

"Bi."

I'm a little unwell. Are you sleepy?

"Dragon protection is vulnerable to the cold."

And thanks for the explanation from behind.

"Is this cold?

About ten degrees if the temperature is set. Colder temperatures would be cooler.

"It's winter temperatures on the Devil's Land."

Well, it feels below the equator, and even in winter it looks warm, the Devil's Continent.

"I can't help it. Here."

I'll wrap it up in the junction and set the temperature at about twenty degrees.

"Pi!

"Bi!

It seemed to make me feel good and showed my usual vigor.

"Help me collect the trees."

"Pi!

"Bi!

Two that just ring when you figure it out. Now, if we think of the armor as -, we made it ourselves. They're fast learners.

I watched the two tree collectors often before I even went round the rough ground.