Survival in Another World With My Master

"That's funny!

Oh, it's huge.

Sylphie nodded deeply at my words when I looked up.

The tree standing at the bottom of the black forest was expensive anyway. How tall is it? I'm not sure because I can't see the top with branches, but I think it's lightly over 100 meters. The area where the branches stick out is also wide. It will slightly exceed the size of the baseball field.

And the roots are amazing. The thickness of the roots that wave up on the ground is light and exceeds 1m in diameter. It is further folded up and intertwined over the surface. Somehow, moving to the trunk is difficult.

"It's a different kind of tree than the one in the rally hall in the back, isn't it?

"The leaves are different in shape. But it's magnificent... I can't imagine how long I've been standing here."

Looking up at the tree with Sylphie, a glitter and a leaf fell towards us. Sylphie grabs it cleverly.

"Hmm... it's like a leaf I've never seen before."

"It's pretty big. Would you like this as a souvenir for Isla?"

"It must be something I've never seen before, and I might be delighted."

Receive and view leaves from Silfi. Well, I've never seen it before, but it only looks like regular leaves. The shape... hmm, does it resemble the leaves of a grape? It feels like it's sticking out in three directions. In the meantime, I'll put it in the inventory.

Black forest fairy tree leaves × 1

"Oh, I found out the name of the tree when I put it in the inventory. A fairy tree."

"Fairy tree...? Really?"

"Yeah, I'm pretty sure it looks like a leaf from a fairy tree in a black forest. Is there not only a spirit but also a fairy in this world?

The Spirit has seen it many times when Sylphie exercises Spirit Magic. It's like a blurry glowing ball. I don't know, but it seems that I have a body that spirits like. According to the legacy of elves, rare people like me are led by spirits to this world, so maybe it has something to do with it.

"The Fairy Tree has a fairy home... but Koske doesn't know anything about fairies, does he?

"I can only imagine a tiny, feathered existence that likes to play games. I don't know how it is in this world."

"It's generally not wrong. The fairy is a small tribe of people with feathers, and some are as tall as a human adult's wrist to the tip of his middle finger, while others are no different in size than a human child. It is said to have the ability to disappear and be able to manipulate powerful magical powers."

"... isn't it strong?

"Strong. Fairies are basically innocent and cheerful, but they are said to be very dangerous to piss off. Well, I don't get mad enough to kill people, and even if I get mad, I often get a rough prank."

"I don't know... should I stay away from it?

"Maybe Grande knew about it, and as soon as he got off, he flew away.

"Possible"

Grande, who brought us close to this fairy tree, said, "I just remembered the emergency," and flew away somewhere. He flew away before we could say anything, so I'm actually a little off track on how to meet him.

Well, if we can't meet, we can walk slowly back to the elves. In dangerous nights, it's good to be an underground shelter and a high-floor hub, with plenty of water and food. Sylvie wouldn't be incapacitated for self-defense, and neither would I. It's a bit of a hippopotamus.

Silfi and I were not in any hurry because we would manage.

"Do you want to come closer?

"Hmm, I'd like to take a closer look, but isn't it nice to get too close to stimulate the fairies? It's too big to be seen on the wall when I get close."

I see. I think it's a little more spectacular... so I can go up to the roots and look at it. "

Let's do it.

Sylvie and I worked together to overcome the roots of a fairy tree a few metres high and sat on top of it. It's nothing like this if you stack a timber block.

"The wind feels good. It's warmer than the fountain."

I see. It's just the right temperature to spend. Speaking of which, I've been in this world for quite a while, but isn't there any season in this world?

"The seasons are changing. It's autumn now. Winter is coming soon."

"Winter or... cold?

I see. But it doesn't snow much on the flats. Sometimes it snows at high altitudes, such as on mountains. It is rare for the frost to get colder in winter. "

"I see, it's pretty warm. I used to live in a place where it was pretty cold in the winter. It's only natural for snow to accumulate up to the knee, and it feels as if things in the house will freeze if we don't turn on the heater."

"That's tough... in winter, the frozen will continue to die."

"It seems that there are quite a few lifelines such as heating and water supply now, but there are still more than 1,000 frozen dead people a year... but in spring, cherry blossoms bloom. It's beautiful."

"The flowers that bloom in spring... what kind of flowers are those sakura and turtle?

"Cherry blossoms are filled with trees and light pink flowers bloom. Really pale pink. What kind of cherry blossom color was it called? The flowers are short, and when they start to scatter, they scatter all at once. When the strong wind scatters and the cherry blossom petals dance around like a blizzard, it's sometimes called a cherry blossom."

"That must be so beautiful...."

"Oh, it was beautiful."

I can't see it in this world, but I remembered that. The cherry blossom petals scatter.

Then suddenly a strong wind began to blow around.

Hmm?

"What?

The wind seems to be blowing around us, and the dead leaves blown by the wind started to circle around us.

"It's not the usual wind. A fairy?"

"Are you around...? Hmm?"

The pink stuff began to mix in the blowing wind around it. It gradually increases in number and starts to cover Silfi and me like a blizzard.

"Cherry blossoms..."

It was a cherry blossom. A pale cherry blossom petal fills your eyes, whirling and dancing.

"Is this...? Is this the work of a fairy?"

The nostalgia is awakened. I don't have any family left behind. But not without nostalgia. This world is not the world I was born into.

Tears fell from the corner of my eyes. He was crying without knowing. Sylvie, who saw my face, showed a happily surprised expression, and the next moment, she distorted the beautiful face into anger and stood up and threw a sharp gaze around her.

"No, no matter how good you did this, I won't allow Koske to cry."

Silfi's beautiful silver hair starts to move like an animal with looseness. At the same time, the cherry blossom stopped sharply. No, it's gone. The petals that were dancing and the wind that was causing them disappeared like a phantom. In fact, it must have been a phantom.

"I'm sorry."

"I rarely want to see you again."

"That's why I showed it to you."

"I didn't think you'd have to."

"I'm sorry."

I hear a lot of small voices from around me. All voices are soft and I feel sorry for them. Probably a fairy voice.

"Sylvie, it's okay. I just miss it a little bit and I'm just overflowing with tears."

"Are you sure you're okay?

Wipe the tears off the corner of your eyes with your hands and make a smile. Sylvie looked worried, but I nodded at her words.

"Oh, nothing. Thank you for being angry for me. And thank you all for being around. I thought I'd never see it again, so I'm glad."

When I said that, a small voice came back from around me again.

Really?

"Are you kidding me?

"Isn't it hard?

"Oh, it's true! My tears are not sad tears, they're happy tears, they're emotional tears! I was shown a good thing. Thank you. You thought Sylvie was beautiful, didn't you?

"Mm... yes... it certainly was a beautiful sight."

"You're not mad at Sylvie anymore, are you?

When I pulled the hem of Sylvie's clothes and smiled, Sylvie sat next to me on the roots of the tree again with a bitter smile. I'm glad you realized that.

"Well... if Koske hadn't cried sadly, my anger would have been wrong. I'm sorry, fairies."

"Will you make it easy for me?

"Are you okay now?

"Oh, I'm not angry anymore. Let's make up."

When Sylvie said that, several small figures appeared in the air, seeping out of the landscape. It was just a small group of people who looked like fairies. It's not the same size, but it looks like a lot of kids are about the size of my palm. Something like a glowing feather grows on the back and moves it in small steps. The feathers seem to be scattered with glittering particles.

"Hee, this is the fairy... yeah, how it feels. It's a fantasy."

"I've never seen it so close. I've seen it from afar while hunting in the woods."

Whether the fairies were still vigilant or worried about making me cry, we were surrounded. Every child looks like an angry child.

"Neither I nor Sylvie is angry anymore. Rather, I appreciate you showing me something so beautiful. Come on, let's make up. Would you like a sweet treat as a sign of rapprochement?

That's what I said. I took the cookie cage out of the inventory and showed it to you. Harpy's eggs, Minotaur's milk and butter, flour harvested from my fields and sugar crafted from sugar cane.

"Come on, Sylvie. Ahhn"

"Mmm-hmm?

Push a cookie into Sylvie's mouth and I'll show it to her myself. Some fairies may have seen these sweets for the first time, so it would be safer for fairies to get their hands on them first.

"Come on, it's sweet, crispy and delicious. Don't hesitate to try it."

With that in mind, the fairies looked at each other and approached us. The fairy who came to the side of the cage looked at our face, so I'll give you back your smile.

The fairy took the cookie in one hand and tried to hold it with both hands. But it's too big to work.

Too big?

"Big, funny."

"Which one?"

Once the basket was placed on the roots of the tree, between me and Sylphie, the cookies were finely crushed with one hand. Crushing is the end of the fall, so even a small fairy in your body can easily hold it.

"How about this?

"Thank you!"

When I put the crushed cookies on my palm, the fairy took them out in one hand and grabbed them with both hands to the cookie shards.

"It's delicious and sweet!

"Sure, sure. See, there's plenty to eat, too. Here's Sylphie."

Ah.

Sylphie also takes the cookies in one hand, crushes them and puts them on top of her palm. Then the fairies gathered together. At first, I gathered a lot in my hands, but when some of the fairies who saw that there were so many that it was difficult to get them out of my hands started getting cookies from Sylvie's hands, the fairies who were watching also started getting cookies from Sylvie's hands.

Delicious ~

"Sakukukuku"

Amy

"Don't rush to eat and choke your throat."

While smiling bitterly at the cookie fairies while sparkling their eyes, they remove the milk from the inventory into the wooden water bottle and pour the milk into the deep plate. Milk is, of course, Mr. Minotaur's milk. No, I often get a snack... that's where the stock is.

The fairies landed on the edge of the deep plate and put their mouth on the milk. There seems to be no particular feeling of repudiation. Well, I didn't say it was Minotaur's breast milk. I wouldn't dare say anything.

The fairies, full of cookies and milk, sang songs and danced in front of us on Sylvie's shoulders, knees and head. Not a cat cafe. A fairy cafe!

"See you later!

Babby

"Thank you."

The fairies managed to lift up the cage containing the mountains of cookies by themselves and carry it to the fairy tree. While listening to the fairies and on the contrary being asked to talk to us, the day was tilted, so I decided to dissolve.

It was a rare experience.

I see. I don't think anyone has ever met so many fairies. "

Me and Sylphie get up and slap each other's bodies and drop cookie scum on the ground. The fairies were listening to us while we were eating cookies. This is what happens.

"Well... let's make a shelter a little further away."

"Let's do that. I want to meet Grande tomorrow."

When I heard the story, I found out that the fairies were apparently afraid of the dragons and would not have shown up if they were nearby. I'm sure Grande was careful to leave us here.

"Where will you lead us tomorrow?

I see. Isn't it nice to be home to Grande?

"Fufu, that's exciting. I'm a little scared."

"Sure."

We left the fairy tree behind while we talked about it.