Reincarnated as a Villager ~ Strongest Slow-life

- You can walk your cat on two legs if you use your stretching abilities!

Huh? What are you talking about? Are you going to die?

What a mind-dictating penetration I want you to wait. Ichigo Matiko.

... Find out for yourself who cares about Maichangu. I also use it because I am familiar with it...

Why did you think that, I have no choice but to say I have no idea.

Whoa. It's too early to wave that clench, Mr. Matico. No, I don't know if you're Mr. Matico, but in the process, I'll let you push me with Mr. Matico.

It will be on you too. If I was thinking about something, my thoughts would shift to something different, I don't know what I was thinking, and, well, I don't care. I mean, I'd get lost in different thoughts again.

I also think too deeply and forget what I thought. But I can't stop thinking. I get lost in the maze, but I think like this.

So, there will be some applause, an explosion of thought that is close to flashing, to finding the truth, deriving answers, or making discoveries.

Hey, you know what? If you say something like that, I'm done with this story, but I do occasionally, so I just have to convince you.

I finally have the help to make the tea cat wear boots...... that's not it! I've lost my maze so much, I'm in a weird place!

Ican Ican. Easy, me. I wasn't thinking about letting a tea cat wear boots! I've been trying to figure out how to open up this situation and take it in my favor! Back to square one, you asshole!

No, really, explain what's going on! Why don't we go back an hour for Matiko, who says, and for me, who panics?

An hour ago, we were shopping for products at a store selling fabrics.

It will be all morning. The penetration of something like that flushed sassy, and there was so much yi fabric that when they even brought it to what was in the warehouse and packed it into an infinite bag at best, they felt signs of who had come.

"Excuse me. Could you give up the fairy?

Oh, my God, you said that.

... Huh. I have a fabric that says fairy......

I didn't even know until I bought the fabric, but the fabric has a name and a standard.

Well, I flushed it lightly because I wasn't so familiar or interested.

"Oh, um, excuse me"

What? You don't have a clerk? Guests are coming.

"Dear Bae. He said," Look at me. "

What the hell?

When I stopped the stuffing hand and raised my face, there was a samurai-style lady. Which one?

"Um, give me the fairy"

"Why are you telling me that? Tell the clerk. I'm a guest."

What are you talking about, this lady? Didn't I look like a clerk or have rotten eyes?

"Oh, no, the fairy owner said it was you..."

Fairy owner? Oh, you bought it up. I'm sorry. What pattern is that?

"Dear Bae. I thought you were asking me to give Master Prish away."

Pritzmann? Why again?

"Isn't it because she's cute?

Pretty prick, huh? Ahaha. Mr. Leiko jokes. That's a hateful thing to say.

"Master Prish will kick your ass."

I get kicked pretty often, is that a no-can?

"You mean, you want me to give up Pritsu-An, or you can say that in Levi Ub?

Isn't racial discrimination an exclusion project?

"I'm a fairy. I don't think there's anything wrong with that?

A samurai-style lady with a strange face. Oh, well. Was this an empire?

I forgot about the Leviub way, but the Empire is a land of men. Most of them are people, and beasts and elves are countries that look down as subspecies.

Not to mention fairies and other animals or dolls on the same level if you're noble. I only see things.

"I am sorry, but I am a foreigner, a man of a country where fairies also have the right to life. To say give way is tantamount to telling you to give way to your parents and brothers. As a guest of the Duke of Viblast, I shall not have heard about this one. Pick it up."

Discard it as pissy.

"... for the Duke of Viblast...?

Don't answer that whine and let the packing work resume.

The samurai-style lady left the store after a while of worrying.

"Mita. Contact Mr. Ball. If you have to, we're gonna pull out quickly."

"I'm in awe. I'll tell you soon."

Instead of instructing his subordination, he ran to Mr. Ohm himself.

Totally. You were too shallow on your mind. No, is this about being lucky to meet? Then my life might come out next.

"... bei..."

Pile over your head “ -Pritz Amen to turn on. It doesn't shrivel like that. It's just like always.

"You don't have to worry about one thing. Leave it to me."

This is an invitation. Light jab. Forefront contact coming this way. The production is coming up.

And when I came to think about it, I somehow came up with a means of walking two legs of tea cat. Okay?