Seirei Gensouki ~Konna Sekai de Deaeta Kimi ni~

When they came back into the woods buying Latifah's camping gear and additional food, the two ran out to the east.

Latifah seems to be mastered only by being taught 'physical enhancement magic (hyperphysical abilities)'.

This magic is beneficial but also has many problems.

First of all, because we can't even strengthen our flesh like Rio, we often scream that our flesh can't keep up with our physical abilities enhanced by prolonged use.

Also, the fuel consumption is not very good because it consumes magic all the time during use.

Most importantly, this is a similar problem with spiritual enhancement.

In that regard, the Beast Nation goes well with 'body strengthening magic (hyperphysical abilities)' because it has a more flexible and tough flesh than the human race.

The magic of the possession was also abundant in the cutthroats as far as Rio knows, making it possible to apply enhancements as persistently as is available for long distances of travel as Rio.

The maximum speed when I magically enhanced my physical abilities was a Latifah that could be comparable to Rio, but I didn't seem to have much endurance.

If you keep running for half an hour, you will have shortness of breath.

Rio decided to slow down the speed of travel a little and move as fast as Latifah could follow.

Also, it takes time, but I also took a break in small pieces.

"Look, it's water"

I bought her a water bottle. I water it with spirituality.

"Thank you."

Latifah drinks gokugoku and water with her little mouth.

Rio also drinks the water in his water bottle in the face of Latifah.

Gu, I heard a scream from Latifah's stomach.

As Rio turned his gaze to Latifah, he shook his head beside him with momentum.

See how it goes, Rio laughs bitterly.

"Do you want to do it at noon?... Here."

When I cut the lunch bread I received from the general at Amand's Inn with a knife for cooking, I gave it to Latifah.

Latifah, however, saw the bread offered as bewildered.

And he watches as he goes bread with Kyolo Kyolo and Rio.

"What's up?

"Eat, okay?

and asked slightly frightened

Latifah has always lived to see her husband's complexion.

I've been taught to do nothing without clear orders.

I can't eat if they don't tell me I can eat even if I'm offered dinner.

I've done it before.

Because of his fear that if he did something on his own, he would be pissed off, Latifah was in a state of addiction where he would first give instructions to others no matter what he did.

Even though he does self-defense of the spirit by following the opinions of others, even now that his habits have been freed from slavery, he is still stained with her.

The thought of freeing me from slavery and following me to Rio was also a natural action coming from the self-defensive action of those spirits.

"You don't have to hesitate. You can eat it."

Rio didn't even guess about Latifah's addiction, which could be described as a heart disease, but he thought it would have become a habit to take orders and said slowly with a gentle voice.

The fearful Latifah contains bread in his mouth.

When I ascertained the taste, this time I hit the bread like I was in a panic.

The meals given are not particularly luxurious.

But it was by far the best treat for her to have lived as a slave.

"Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha"

As she cheeked munchkin 'and bread to shake, Latifah cried out as she ate.

"Eat slowly because you won't take it. It's bad for your health."

I slowly rubbed the back of Latifah, who was eating sobbing, as Rio would refresh.

"Ugh, rice, hiccup, bait, 'cause, brother, gu, that guy, every day, to me, uuch"

It reminded me of my previous meal and the ratifying of Latifah intensified.

What the hell was Latifah treated like every meal?

Imagine that. Rio distorted his face.

As Latifah buried his face in Rio's body, Rio stroked his head gently and waited for Latifah to settle down.

"I heard that the beast man is a race that cares about his compatriots. If you go to them, they'll welcome you about Latifah, too. Then I won't think of it like that again."

Rio, worried about what to say to reassure Latifah, who stopped crying, said so.

"Yes, what is it?

Latifah looks up at Rio with strange eyes.

"Oh, I'm sure. It's a much better place than in a human country."

Off sight of Latifah, Rio says, looking somewhere far away.

"Well, it's still bright. It's time to move. I don't know how far we'll go into the Beast Nation territory, but we just have to move on."

Rio urged Latifah to leave so as to undo some emotion in his chest.

Stopping here doesn't solve anything.

I felt like moving my body.

Latifah looked at Rio's face and nodded small.

Then traveled and rested repeatedly for about a few hours.

The different demons mostly ignore it.

Because if you're dealing with someone, the speed of progress will be greatly delayed.

"That's it for today. Just give me a minute."

When the Yang discovered a suitable plot of land for the camp before it began to lean, Rio instructed Latifah to stop.

Gathering grass like he was used to, Rio creates a simple tent.

The grass tent has a slightly psychologically resistant appearance to sleep inside from modern people living on Earth, but it has many advantages in this world where there are numerous demons and fierce creatures.

It's easy to blend in naturally because it only uses grass.

Besides, it also deceives the smell to some extent.

In addition, the forest at night is prone to chills and unstable weather.

With a grass tent, even if it rains, water is less likely to leak by placing the leaves on top of each other from the bottom.

Simply raising the wind storm can drain your health very differently.

In addition, air is always ventilated from the gaps in the trees, so the interior is surprisingly comfortable, and unlike a nylon tent, there is no fire and smoke fills the interior.

Latifah sent a look of respect to Rio, who quickly made the bed.

"I'm going to cook a little meal. I'll call you when I can, so you can wait in there. If there's anything unusual, don't hesitate to tell me."

Latifah nodded cocklessly.

Look at that. Rio leaves the camp.

Originally, a dish that produces a lot of odors in the camp is undesirable, but as a Rio familiar with gastronomy in previous life, I wasn't going to eat a meal that didn't taste good.

So I decided to cook and eat away from the camp.

When he found the right place, Rio started cooking.

Use spirituality to create water and put it in a pan with salt.

It's the pasta that makes it.

Light the trees you pick up and warm the pan.

At the same time, add water and warm with fire to a one-size small pan that can hold the pasta inside the pan you are boiling.

I have spices that I bought from Amando to season.

In addition, the wild grass that can be eaten on the move has been loaded in due course, so the nutritional balance is also taken into account.

Wash the weeds in water by the time the pan warms up and cut them with your own knife to an easy-to-eat size.

When I finished cutting the weed, I finely chopped the dried meat from the preserved food this time.

Regularly create wind with spiritual art to scatter odors over the sky so that even demons with no good sense of smell do not come.

It is a luxury that even on a noble journey it seems that you will not cook so much in earnest in the camp.

"Hmm?"

When I sensed the signs coming closer and turned around, the smell had caught me and Latifah was coming.

He is moving his nose crackling.

When Rio noticed he was smiling bitterly, he blushed shyly.

"Look, it's soup pasta. The flavoring is original."

Give the container containing the contents to Latifah.

As for Rio, I prefer the spicy flavor, but I dare to make it an easy-to-eat flavor even for children because I may not like Latifah.

"............ 'Spaghetti'? This, 'spaghetti', is it!?

Looking at the contents of the container, Latifah spoke out so that he could not hide his surprise.

"Oh, oh..., you can eat it"

Rio replies as confused.

With Rio's permission, Latifah started eating pasta with her eyes shining.

Latifah uses her fork well and eats it as if she is used to eating pasta, wrapping it around the pasta in the soup.

Rio watched closely about Latifah like that.

Pasta is an ingredient that never existed in this world.

That's what this girl said 'spaghetti'.

I don't even think Latifah, who was a slave, used a fork in his diet.

And yet I know how to eat pasta.

(reincarnated no matter what you think... right)

I just thought so.

If you think you discovered the existence of another reincarnator the other day, it is the presence of a new reincarnator.

And this is how we even meet face to face.

Rio was bewildered by a strange tour.

"Ha-ha-ha"

Latifah is desperately eating hot pasta.

"It's hot, so we're in a hurry. Look, when the bread stays the same, it's hard, so you dip it in the soup and eat it. Don't let the soup cool down a bit."

I would also recommend some hard biscuit-like bread for preservation to the Latifah by Rio.

When Latifah followed Rio's instructions and soaked the bread in the soup, she smiled as if she were satisfied with the taste.

Rio was incapable of measuring Latifah's mental age.

Based on previous interactions, Latifah only has the right mental age for appearance.

Doesn't seem like he's had the corresponding social experience in his previous life.

(acting......, no, you don't have to do that.... then you were young in your previous life?

Rio arrives at one conclusion.

I thought that was very likely.

Think about Latifah as you slowly taste the pasta.

If Rio's guess is correct, Latifah, no matter how grown, is about the age of his senior year in elementary school, will suddenly one day have become a slave.

I don't know when Latifah got his memory back, but it's definitely a single-digit age.

Adding up the single-digit mental age and the mental age of elementary school students, I simply didn't think it would be the total mental age.

(If you are a reincarnated person, can you be convinced of this childhood?)

Rio felt complicated imagining Latifah's harsh fate.

Rio was still good.

Nor do I ever want to choose the start of being an orphan, but apart from whether I was lucky or bad, I am able to live like this with a decent education.

He's been made a criminal for wrongdoing, but he hasn't lived as free or in captivity as a slave.

He was also mature in spirit enough to accept the irrationality of the world.

But Latifah is different.

A young child who lived a rich life in modern Japan was suddenly stripped of his human rights and treated as a pet.

Probably has also been subjected to unimaginable abuse.

They should have been given training that would have forced them to have cruelty unsuitable for their age as well.

Still, until I regained my memories of my previous life, I may have naturally accepted to live as a slave.

Because Latifah was born a slave.

But there is no way I can accept as a matter of course living as a slave more than I have regained my memories of my previous life.

I want to be free from slavery, I want to go back to the original world, I'm sure I've lived with that in mind.

Rio guessed that Latifah must have suffered so much heart damage that the word trauma couldn't describe it.

A born slave does not have free will.

Because it's normal not to have free will from the start.

But she got her memories back. She got her free will.

Should I call that luck or unhappiness?

(emotional instability because of those reasons..., damn)

Imagine the state of Latifah and Rio had bad chest feces.

Latifah eats dishes made by Rio with all her heart.

You remembered your previous life, and at some point you had tears in your eyes.

Drinking up the last bite, Latifah seemed to lick the empty container with regret.

I'll replace the container that Rio emptied.

Latifah then smiled at Rio and lowered his head to resume the meal.

Rio wasn't even willing to eat any more, and when he flattened the first cup, he gave Latifah all the rest of the pan.

Rio never told Latifah that he was a reincarnator.