The ritual of adulthood was successfully completed.

Originally, it is not quite as long a ritual.

Drink juice boiled plants that are said to be highly resistant to spells, carve oatems and sing songs in spiritual language, blow your own whistle and pray to the spirits of your ancestors.

To those who come to the ritual, behave the meat of the warcraft I have laid.

That said, there are a lot of people, and it's only a formal one. I almost finished just handing out bite-sized meat.

I'm sure it has some significance in indicating that it's been served.

And finally, he ended up cutting the cross with the opposite hand against the day he raised Xcel sky-high with one hand.

Something like a little over two hours overall?

It begins in the morning and ends around noon.

Was it about forty people who participated? Some of you didn't know much about me.

I don't know many people, but my father's face is usually wide.

I'm also glad that the chief, who usually doesn't go out at all, went out on purpose.

After the mitzvah is over, turn away the xel.

"FUCK!

I knew I wanted a smoke.

Smells good, but this is all I'm not going to get used to.

"Now you're part of the Marlen tribe. From now on, we'll be a little more concerned about listening and hunting as much as we are about magic research."

Using witchcraft during hunting has been granted permission by my father a long time ago.

Somehow, my father broke already.

So I don't mind helping you hunt, but I'm not going to be able to weigh myself down when it comes to magic.

Anyway...

"... excuse me, Father, give me a hand. My clothes are heavy and I can't move. Can I take it off?"

"Also, why don't you say it a little less!

Adult rituals must be stacked with special ritual clothes and decorations on their heads.

This is the heavy thing. I sweat in my clothes.

"Wow, I'll give you a hand, brother! Good luck!

"Bad, already, I have strength..."

After this, I was going to sprinkle the cigarette leaves (peeps) in the exchange square... can we do that tomorrow?

I want to go to bed today. I want to hold the oatem and lie down slowly.

I am taken by Gisele and plunged into the shadows of the building.

"Congratulations. Now the child at Zele is safe for one person."

"Ah... Hi Gallia. Thank you for coming."

It was Sibi's father, Gallia, who approached me with applause.

"Hold on. You look like you're getting married already. So, when's the ceremony coming up?"

In Gallia's light mouth, Gisele dyes bright red to her ears.

I bury my face in my costume trying to hide my reddened face.

"Ha ha, don't be too tearful, Mr. Gallia"

"Hmm? Oh, yeah?

Gallia puts her hand on her chin, seemingly uncomfortable.

It may seem a little too friendly if you do look from the outside, but you won't have that reaction.

"Steady. Usually Mr. Abel says Mr. Abel is silly, but where did Civy's idiot go? No, that's really bad. He suddenly disappeared..."

"Yes, no, actually, I asked for it!

"Did you ask?

"Yeah, I had a little errand to run, but I couldn't move with an adult ritual... Excuse me."

"No, no. What, it was Abel, then I'm convinced. Damn, then I wish I could tell him... So, what's your business?

I kinda hate that way of being convinced......

But I've taken this out quite a bit before, so I can't say anything...

., I'm sorry, I'm sorry for the inconvenience.

This is it.

I say, shake the xel gently.

Smoke scattered around.

"If you think it smells unusual, is that, homemade!? I heard you were doing something, but I gave up because Cibi didn't say anything either..."

"I wanted to mass produce it all at once and sprinkle it, so I had it as low down as possible. Right now, I'm asking Civy to haul and locate and gather information. No, I'm sorry about the overlay."

"Ha ha! Did Abel finally do that? If you make it, the Calco family might catch your eye. Be careful."

"It's okay. I've only made enough for the three of us to manage."

"This is good, that's a masterpiece! Right, hey, don't you have a spare or something right now?

Gallia laughs lavishly, urging her to do so.

"I do. What do you say?

"Okay, so I'm your guest number one."

Gallia takes the ore with the magic formation out of her clothes.

Chiefs are guaranteeing value, like currency substitution.

"Actually, I was going to hand it out to someone who came to me. Thanksgiving and then with publicity. It's like a trial product, so I don't have much. See, that's what's in the hemp bag over there."

"... haven't you made quite a connection? You're gonna be okay, right? This is the only place you can talk. They're all dirty, so watch out."

Gallia turns off her grin, dives her voice and advises her.

but it's too late.

I know the Calco family is this way, and it's after they're ready.

This one is already cheap and ready to keep whimpering.

I don't really want to move because of my outfit, so Gisele asked me to get a sack of hemp.

I take the cigarette leaves (peeps) wrapped in cloth from them and give them to Gallia.

When Gallia receives the cigarette leaf (peep), she crushes it with her fingertips and puts it in the xel, lighting a small fire with magic.

I spit out the smoke and then I said, "Whoa!" and leak admiration.

"Hey! Nice one, this! I thought you looked so fucking creepy during the mitzvah."

"I'm a little bad at smoking..."

"Hey, Mr. Abel! Mr. Abel! Oh, my God!

Civy broke in where me and Gallia were talking.

"Hey, Civy! You, shut up to me..."

"Argh! Chi, Father! Hey, later! I'm fucked right now!

I'm in a hurry.

"Why are you over here? Location…"

"You're getting someone I know to replace you. So it's okay... no, maybe it's not okay... My judgment is all sorts of things, so if you're done, come early!

"Duh, which one is it? What, was it unexpected?

"Actually, I took the time to get ready... to pick up a place, I'm late. So I panicked, and I thought I was in a good position, and I jumped in and I was getting ready... right next to the Calco family. By the time I realized it, it was empty only in the corner... So, I thought I'd move it... Something tells me the Calco family is pretty powerful today, and we should change the date..."

"All right, well done, Civy!

"What?"

Time runs out of moments.

I lay my hands on a ceremonial overlay. but i can't take it off well with sweat.

"Damn it, you go first! Never let go of that position! Protect him even if he dies! I'm on my way, too!

"Ma, are you serious?

Sibi says, keeping her mouth open.

"Where's the guy who's leaving here! Hey, Gisele, help me take it off!

"Yes, leave it to me!

"Aberuuu! Stop, you! What are you doing? Ah!

My father, who was bowing his head to the chief, looks at me and screams.

But not if you care. I'll cut you a cross or whatever later.