The autoem trolley broke down and I thought this was it as early as possible, but if you let me get in the carriage, I should be able to get to the city.
I don't have any money, but I do have food.
If you ask me in, I might figure something out.
I run over to the carriage and look at the green-haired man sitting on your stand.
I can see the shaved beard on my cheeks. Is a man in his early twenties or something?
"I'm Abel. Well, actually, my mobility's broken. Could you take me somewhere to the city? Truth is, I don't care where the city is."
"About me, call me James. That would be tough in a forest like this. Take a ride."
Thanks.
I almost gave up half the time I had to go back to the settlement.
I didn't think I'd get a lifetime of nine deaths in this way.
"Thank you! Really, really helpful!
"It's just... what's that, a broken means of travel?
"It's about this."
I pointed to the Ortem Trolley.
James rubs his eyes after looking at the autoem trolley.
It was as if I could not believe what I saw.
"Um... were you bracketing a warcraft?
"No, that's what magic is all about. Here, with Gatangoton."
"Heh..."
"That's right! I think we can fix that once we get to the city, thanks..."
"... Huh? Oh, there's not much space, so I guess I'd like you to leave it if possible. I need you to give up anything that's too tight..."
I look at the carrier.
There are piles of hemp bags, like mountains, and certainly no respite to pile up oatem trolleys.
You can't even bother having your stuff thrown away.
Besides, I'm kind of surprised to see James' autoem trolley.
My senses were paralyzed because of my long life as a Marlen tribe, too, but Autem's face is pretty creepy in some things.
It would not be very generally acceptable to the public.
"Oh, really..."
Regrettably, I bid farewell here to Autoem Trolley.
I stroked Ortem Trolley's head and cut a cross with my hand.
Sorry, autoem trolley. I didn't know I'd hang on to my sister's trap just because I'm impudent.
I was a wooden carving knife, and I told Autoem Trolley, 'I decided to have you in a carriage. Sorry, but I won't be home for a while,' I carved it out.
If you malfunctioned the autoem trolley and I didn't go home, Gisele would come looking for you because she thought I'd done everything I could on the way.
If you still can't find me, you might be so worried that I might have died from a wreck in the woods.
Let's follow this much.
I take a bag with a bunch of cigarette leaves (peeps) out of the oatem trolley and let it be transferred to the carrier.
I had eyes for the sheephorn girl who was sleeping while being rubbed by a hemp bag on the carrier.
This one will be my companion, too. Let's say hello.
"Hi."
The sheep girl does not answer my greeting, but turns her eyes to the green-haired man on your podium.
"Hey, Mr. James, are you putting this guy on -? I don't like it anymore. Meir wanted to slow down."
Meir, the sheep girl who names herself, even though she says so, her voice plays a little.
Pull the crumb and hemp bag over to the edge of the carrier.
I thought you weren't welcome for a moment, but you don't seem to be. I'm a little relieved.
"Look, look, come on. I'll give you a ride."
"Okay, then, please"
Meir looks about the same age as me or a little under.
It doesn't have to be a tribute.
Though some races may be hundreds of years old.
"What's in this?
Saying, Meir slaps a bag with a bang.
There is a crushing sound of cigarette leaves (peeps) inside.
"Oh, hey, don't slap me too hard on that! Because it's one of my few assets!
Oh, my God, this kid's getting a little nervous.
When I looked at James, I was distracted. He seems to be struggling a lot, too.
Return to the Autoem Trolley and carry that and this.
"What is this book? It's a letter I've never seen... Wow, creepy illustrations. I don't like this."
"Because it's borrowed! Oh, don't fold it! Keep it up, keep it down gently! Because I'll be pissed off by the sheik!
"What is this juice?
"That's one bottle and you can move for a week with an insomniac rest, plus my heart doesn't heal because I feel like I'm being rushed by something, with my special drink that's horribly work progressing...... hey, don't try to throw it away!
"How will you take responsibility if you drink by mistake? This is it!
"Don't treat me like a poison!
"Do you still have your stuff? Oh, isn't that some delicious dried meat? What meat is it?
"Greater Bear"
"Eh."
"Greater Bear"
That's how I managed to finish carrying most of my baggage.
However, there are still two otems left. If we can't get him on board, he's going to overflow the rest of his stuff.
This autoem is my greatest masterpiece and the first autoem Gisele has ever carved. I don't want to throw it away as much as possible.
Besides, Giselle could be here.
I'm sure Gisele would be saddened if her carved oatem were dumped unconstructively here.
I ran away before the wedding. Maybe it's not like I'm more worried now, but that's why I don't want to imitate the way I hang on to the chase.
I hold the two oatems in my arms and approach the carriage in a grace.
"Hey... Um, this..."
"Wow, what is that creepy doll? There's no room for that anymore. Plus, if I'm on board, I'm going to be cursed. Throw it away."
"What if I pack it...?
"Your luggage is overflowing, and you fall zero while you're running. Meir, I don't care, Mr. James will cry."
"Then why don't you put my dried meat down..."
As I reached for the bundle of dried meat, Meir took it first and kept it away from me.
"Yes, I don't like it! I won't give you valuable protein!
... No, it's mine.
But surely it is not enough at all to the extent that the dried meat was lowered......
"Then I won't be riding anymore, so I'll just go to the city with this autem..."
"... I don't care about Meir - have you lost sight of her purpose?
After worrying, the two oatems decided to be incinerated and disposed of.
There is still some salvation in breaking it with your own hands rather than slowly decaying it in nature.
That oatem will never come back. But still, Autem can carve again.
If you bake it this way, you won't even be saddened when Gisele finds an oatem that was thrown away later.
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I sat triangularly on the ground, staring at the smoke climbing into the sky.
I couldn't stop crying.
The nausea came in, and I held back my licence.
"Higu... Higu..."
"Hey, I didn't tell you to throw it away. Look, already, let's go. It'll be hard to watch."
I saw the fire on the oatem until it went out, and then I got into the carriage.