Spirit’s Paradise And The Idle Another World Life

"What a disgust. He said he was disappointed when he saw people's faces. I didn't come here because you asked me to. I'm going home."

"Oh, wait a minute. I was so disappointed to expect the Spirit of the Beauty to come on my own. It's all my fault. I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable. Give me a break. This is it."

Lower your head at right angles. I don't know. Even though the dolphins came, I was disappointed to decide on my own the coming Spirit as a beauty. It's natural to be angry.

"Oh, did you say Yuta? You expected a spiritual beauty? They're not spirits, are they?

Dwarf heartily asks with a surprised look.

"Even if they say spirits, I've only met spirits in this world, and to me spirits look and touch normal, and I only feel like beauties of a species called spirits."

"Buhaha. Beauty. Beauty or good, Silfi. Dine, spring may come to your lords, too. Buhaha."

Shit. Normally I said something embarrassing about a beautiful woman or something. Silfi looks a little embarrassed and angry. Dine is cunning while she says she's gonna be in trouble with her sister. I'd say Dine's a little different, but if I did, I'd feel bad, so let's not.

"Yes, no. That's not what I meant... sorry anyway"

"Hmm. I can't help but hope with a beautiful woman. You must have been disappointed because the old man with the beard came. Buhhhh. Well, you made me laugh and I'll give you a break. Nomos is the great spirit of the earth. This one is a junior spirit and has no name. Say hello to him."

I don't know what got in my bump, but he forgave me. You're not a parent or a child anymore. They're both different sizes, but I think they look alike.

Is Nomos more like a meter and twenty in the shape of a barrel of Zungrimuckli? Your beard is blocked. The lower spirits of the earth are zunglimukuri at about eighty centimeters, but I have a young impression.

"It's Yuta Moriyuan. Mr. Nomos. Lower spirits of dirt. Best regards,"

"I don't even want to honor you. It's not a hassle. I'm listening. First, let me show you the soil-improved fields and the dots."

It helps because I don't have to worry about it either, but you really don't like spirits, do you?

"Okay. Call me Yuta, too. The fields are this way."

Guided to the field I made yesterday, Nomos and the lower spirits of the earth are entering the field to confirm something. I'm intrigued by the emergence of new lower spirits by Bell and Rain, and I call them nearby because they're trying to get a choke out. Make yourself comfortable.

"Yuta. Are you doing something funny? Then we can't stay here like this."

No way. I had some anxiety, but I was hoping you could handle it. Did you end up taking a red dot?

"Right. Too bad. Can you tell me what didn't work?

"Hmm. That's about it. Yeah. This soil was mixed together, and it did contain something to enrich the soil. But there aren't even any microbes in this earth that are beneficial. If there are no microbes in the first place, you can't use them as dirt. If we stay here, they won't just lose their power."

... the earth of death, do not be afraid. Is the micro-organism even dead? I can't help it.

"Is there anything you can do?

"If we bring the soil to live and mix it in, we'll figure it out? It's nutritionally unbalanced, but with microbes, it's as good as it gets."

Was it also unbalanced? Living soil or... If the soil can be brought, I'll have the plants brought. Is it packed? We'll just have to work hard to raise the level.

"If there is living soil, can it be worked out? But there's no way to get the soil that's alive."

"Yuta. I just remembered, I think the dirt near the bottom of the well was alive. You didn't store it?

I have some unexpected advice from Sylphi… Speaking of which, you've stored it. That dirt was like living dirt.

"Nomos. Look at this."

Show the living soil you got at the well dig. If it was good in this soil, I might not have needed small fish or seaweed. We should have brought the living soil and put it in the field. I've done quite a waste of time.

"No, there's not much, but there are microbes. Mix this dirt in, put it to bed, and we might be able to figure it out."

Is that it? If you don't think so, for some reason, a reversal? I'm not supposed to have a creature in my magic bag in the first place. Were the microbes in normal? Maybe fungi and very small creatures can break the limits of magic bags.

"Is this enough?

Remove the living soil obtained near the bottom of the well. Only enough to turn into a mountain because it immediately turned into sand.

"Hmm. Well, we'll figure it out. Mix this soil in the field and keep it to a point where it gets lightly damp every day, and don't dry it. Then I'll be back in ten days."

Nomos and lower spirits trying to just say that and go home. It's expanding fast.

"Bye. To expand the field, make a place where you dug holes and laid down rocks. You can put dirt in. You don't need four times as much space as you do now. Bye."

... flew away. What's this all about?

"Um... do you think it's a good idea to re-examine it in ten days?

"Right. I'll be back, so do what you're told."

I feel like Sylphi's half-hearted, too, but are you okay?

"You mixed the living soil with the soil in the field to keep it wet every day. Rain. Can you ask me to dampen the soil every day?

"Queue"

Raised the fin high and Rain rang. Leave it to me. I think it's a signal.

"Nice to meet you. But you didn't say a word about that junior spirit kid. Did you hate it here?

"My sister thinks she's just a silent kid. I didn't think I'd hate it because I was watching you around."

"Good for you then. Then we have to mix the dirt in first."

Dig up the soil in the field and store it one after the other. Later mix with living soil in a rind bowl and mix gently with a shovel.

I even thought about scratching a gorilla with a hammer, but I couldn't do it because the microbes were about to die. I'm anxious to have no idea what microbes are okay to do or what it would be dangerous to do. Mix the living soil with the soil of the field and repeat to store.

"You're finally done mixing it all up. Put it back in the field and it's done."

All the soil was mixed evenly. I tried my best to adjust yesterday so that there would be as much fertilizer as I could up there... something to cry about.

As they approached the hole to get the dirt back into the field, Bell and Rain were chasing each other inside. The small spaces seem kind of fun.

"Bell. Rain. I'll put the dirt back in, so come up."

"Yes."

"Queue"

It helps because neither of us say wagamama. Very good kids. The soil mixed in the hole where the two left off, pours directly out of the magic bag.

For mixing together the living soil, it became as exuberant as a mountain. Let's keep it surrounded by rocks. Rayne is sprinkling water for me right now. The earth of death must be dampened by the sun. Very helpful.

Oh, we need to keep the dried food dry. Line up the dried food on the drying table I made yesterday, divided hourly.

"Kasu?

I heard that Bell felt like a work kiter. My eyes are brilliant.

"Belle. You don't have to dry this fish. I'm going to dry it slowly in the sun."

Ah. I'm so disappointed that it's easy to understand. My heart hurts. I need you to help me with something.

"Uh. That's it. It's very tight. It would help if someone gently let the wind blow."

Look at the chill bell.

"I can be-"

"Oh. Right. Bell is the spirit of the wind, isn't he? Can I ask you a favor?

"Yes."

Belle puts a gentle breeze on me with a full smile. Lovely. I'm worried about the gentle obsession, like seeing the smiling things of Silfi and Dine... but I'm ruined if I complain here. Let's be patient.

But that's a good breeze. I feel pretty cool if I let Rain's fog come together in this breeze. The question is, can you use the Toddler Spirit and the Dolphin Spirit to endure your conscience for what it looks like to take a cool... endure as much as you can.

"Phew. It's cooler now. Can you do me another favor when it gets hot?

"Let it go."

Happy to help, he flew away to Rain in a good mood.

"Yuta, you're a good boy. Sister, I'm impressed."

"I think you could be a good father."

It's kind of awfully embarrassing. But neither Deene nor Sylphie are offended, and I can't complain because I feel praised in good faith. I can't honestly take it. I guess my heart is dirty.

"Ha... thanks. Then I'm going to expand the field."

Um, you did say more than quadruple. Vertical, fifteen meters. Lateral, ten meters. Can it be five meters deep? It would be enough because the area would be six times larger. I need to dig an extra 50 centimeters at a time because I'm surrounded by rocks.

Range and dig ahead crisp with a magical shovel. It's a task I'm completely used to. It can be expected to be completed at the start of the work. Maybe I opened my eyes to something.

I wonder if I've even grown a skill and check my status, but I haven't grown anything. Can't we just dig holes and line up the rocks? Don't you have skills in construction or civil engineering?

Keep digging holes and arranging rocks with crap in mind. Drill holes for puddling with a hand auger. Two hours from the start of the work. You're no longer craftsmanship. Now what Nomos told me is done. All you have to do is be careful not to dry the soil after that.