"Father, drink this and you'll be cured. Drink hard."

Baretta wakes up her painfully roaring father softly and puts the medicine (gastric and analgesic fever tablets) she receives from Ichigo into his father's mouth with water.

His father managed to swallow the medicine, even though he turned around.

"And this, he said, is called an ayoud drink. Drink this, too."

Ichiyoshi held his head as he watched Barletta give his father a Lipo D.

With just that pill, there's no way a human being who's like a mass of dead ministers can help.

I'm resting and I'm also giving Lipo D a drink, but instead of one fight, I feel like I'm going to sleep permanently tomorrow.

"Mr. Kazra, how much longer will my father be well?

Baretta, who had given her father medicine and Lipo D and put her to bed again, asked nicely.

"Uh, well, I think tomorrow or the day after, at the latest, we'll be free of all suffering"

Answering slightly to the throw, Barletta smiled in relief.

"Good... Um, has Mr. Kazra decided where to stay tonight? If you haven't decided yet, thank you for the medicine, but stay home."

One good man, who was full of guilt, set his belly on Baretta, who gave her a look of heartfelt trust.

If her father dies like this, even after a dugout, he tries to atone to her with all his means.

"I'm sorry about the dirty spot, how about"

To Barletta, whom I recommend yet, Ichigo has a mosquito-like voice.

"... please"

And he shrugged.

"... it's become difficult"

Ichiyoshi was in the corner of a slab room about eight tatami in size that was passed, holding one head for nearly two hours now.

From what I just saw of the village chief, I think he will probably end up this evening or tomorrow.

Will Barletta ever forgive herself then?

"It heals!" I feel like I can't complain about being stabbed at the worst, "he affirmed," but then poked away.

"Mr. Kazra!

Then when Ichiyoshi was rolling around the floor with his head in his arms for about twenty minutes, Valletta suddenly jumped into the room.

Ichigo rubs his head against the floor with momentum when he bounces reflexively.

"Your father is cured! It's a really awesome pill, thank you!

"I'm sorry... Huh?

To unexpected news, when Ichigo raised his face, he met Barletta, who looked at Ichigo, who was grounded, with a strange face.

"Um, healed, you mean your father's feeling better?

"Yeah, I'm already up and doing dinner support. Looked so painful, it's a really awesome pill to get better so quickly!

In Barletta's reply, Ichigo's eyes dotted.

What Ichirano gave the village chief to drink was just an antipyretic analgesic and a stomach medicine, plus Lipo D.

You can't get better in just a few hours.

"Hmm. Stupid..."

"Huh?"

"Oh, no, it's nothing"

To a decent facial expression Barletta, Ichigo rushed to correct the leaked words and roared.

I have no idea why the village chief is feeling better, or I can't believe it.

"Um, can I show you how your father is, just in case?

"Yes, my father also said he wanted to thank me at dinner, so that's just fine. We're almost there. Let's go to the living room."

After Barletta, who smiled delightfully at Nico, Ichigo followed him with his neck tilted.

"Oh, are you Mr. Kazra? Thank you for sharing your precious medications. Please sit down."

"Oh, thank you..."

When Ichigo and Barletta arrived in the living room, the village chief, who had been breathless until earlier, was about to make some juice in the pan in the enclosure in the center of the room.

The mayor's body is thin and like a stick, but his complexion looks good and healthy.

"I apologize for not being able to say hello properly earlier. My name is Balin and I am the village chief of this village. I was just about ready for dinner. Enjoy."

"Thank you. Um, how's it going?

When Ichiran asked the village chief as he received a wooden vessel with juice and a wooden spoon, the village chief smiled nicely.

"You're right about this in no time after you take Mr. Kazra's medicine. This is the first time I've taken something called medicine, but I didn't know it was this awesome... What can I thank you for?"

"I was surprised, too. I've heard that medicine doesn't work unless you take it for a few short days, so I never thought it was this amazing."

Surprised are the good ones.

With hundreds of yen worth of medicine and nutritional drinks in total, humans are getting better in a matter of hours like they were sticking one foot in a coffin.

Whatever it is, however, it is true that the village chief's illness seems to have healed and his heart certificate for a good has improved so much.

"That's good"

And so on, a good sip of hot juice, but my head is filled with question-marks.

As I sipped the juice in confusion, I felt some strange tongue touch and took my mouth off the vessel.

I chill to see what the ingredients would be and they look like they have some kind of leaf and potato worm in them.

"(It's not a potato bug, it's not a potato bug, it must be some kind of nut. Or a potato worm that's infinitely close to nuts)"

"Oh, that's the Arcadian worm I've caught for my father. It's not a crocodile worm."

When Ichiyoshi was poking the material with a spoon, desperate information was brought to him by Barletta.

Feels like I saw it. Not that I hate Arcadian bugs as much as I don't touch them, except when it comes to putting them in my mouth.

It's not a crocodile bug, that's not the problem.

"I haven't been able to pick much lately, and I only got about ten today... Looks like it's used as a luxury ingredient in town, and it's really delicious... so Mr. Kazura would have eaten it."

Next to Barletta smiling nicely, the village chief says, "Uhm, whenever I eat this guy is delicious," etc, while eating potato worms molly.

"I've never eaten, and you can eat it. Wow!?

and shouted, driven by the urge to throw the vessel in the face of the village chief to do it, but just not that brazen, Ichigo, with tears in his eyes.

"Right! Delicious, isn't it!

And as he deceived himself aloud, he chewed the arcadian worm, which for some reason was in many of his vessels, into his mouth with tears.

The first Arcadian worm to eat tasted like thin corn soup.

"Come on, my stomach. Combat the Arcadian Bug by fighting the Masayumaru."

After the meal, Barletta came with a futon as Ichiyoshi drank a positively exposed circle and was falling in the room.

"Mr. Kazra, I brought you a futon. It's time to get some rest, isn't it?

To Barletta's words, Ichigo looked at his watch.

I don't know if there's a jet lag with the original world, but from the brightness when I was outside, time would be much the same.

"Huh? It's only six o'clock... not yet, it's still bright?

"Yeah, but it's gonna be sundown soon."

That's what I said. Barletta sees the sky through a fenced window.

When Ichigo was followed and he glanced at the window, the sky was stained with orange and the sun was about to fall.

"(Well, there's no such thing as a candle or lighting device in this house)"

Perhaps it is routine in this village to wake up with the sunrise and sleep with the sunset.

Even in the world I was in, candles and other lighting tools used to be expensive items, and maybe the same in this world.

If only lighting had been invented.

"Oh, right. Let me use it if I can."

Be thankful and receive all flaky pancake futons.

I didn't originally think there was such a thing as a bath, but the futon seemed to exist, so it helped.

"Oh, yeah. I forgot to give you this."

YiLiang, who received the futon, realized that he had not yet given the salt he had said he would give way to the village, and removed the salt wrapped in vinyl from the Boston bag.

"Salt 1 kg" in large letters on the surface.

It was 105 yen including tax at the supermarket.

"It's salt I promised you I'd give it to you"

"What, this is salt!? I've never seen salt so bright!

He receives salt from Ichigo, and Baretta is surprised with her eyes rounded.

I mean, there's impurities in the common salt in this world, and I guess we'll see coloring.

"And what the hell is transparent, like this bag?

"Hmm? That's vinyl... uh, shit..."

I looked at the transparent vinyl with salt and put my hand on my pussy and forehead, as Barletta looked at it strangely.

You wouldn't have said vinyl or anything like that, and you wouldn't understand it if you explained it.

Ichigo decided to let it pass with "that kind of thing".

"It was recently invented in my country, and it's light and it's quite sturdy. I don't mind soaking it in water."

"Really... you know, what does this say? It's the first letter I've ever seen."

"In the letters of my country, it says salt. Um, have you really never seen a letter like this?

Apparently, they speak Japanese, but not kanji or plain pseudonyms.

At least in this village.

"Yeah, my father taught me to read and write letters once, but I've never seen a letter like this."

Apparently, it's a bizarre world to be so convenient that words make sense but letters don't.

"Um, Mr. Kazra"

I appreciate the words coming through, but I wonder if it's trouble ahead that I can't read the letters, and Yi Liang thought, Baretta reluctantly spoke to Yi Liang.

"I'm talking about the medicine you gave my father... is it still very expensive?

"Oh... well, that's pretty expensive"

Ichigo answered with a few thoughts.

In fact, it's all about a few hundred yen in total, but if the kind of efficacy you've really exerted on the village chief can be exerted on all the humans in this world, it will be a tremendous force depending on how you use it.

Maybe I shouldn't sell it cheap with Whee Whee.

"Yes... right"

For a good answer, Barletta leans down.

"Um, please!

And when he looked up as he had decided to, he took a good hand and pleaded.

"I will definitely pay for that one day, so put that pill on everyone in the village! You may sell me to a slaver if you have to. Village, help our village!

"Hey, slave trader, you have slavery... not, okay, so look up!

Please, please, repeat in tears, and don't panic about the valletta that comes with you.

"Are there other sick people?

"Yes... there are fifty more people who are sickened just like my father. There are seven more people who have died without their fever going down. People with babies are barely getting breast milk, and they're feeding Arcadian worm crushed things, but it doesn't seem to fit their body after all... I don't have a baby that's dead yet, but I'm pathetically thin, and I don't know how long I'll have..."

"How many villagers are there in this village?

"Uh, I think it was about 110 people"

"Almost half of it's down..."

Apparently, this village is in a pretty serious state of hunger.

Wouldn't the village collapse if it stayed like this?

"Please, I know a hundred times that to the extent that I sold myself, it's less than the money for one of those pills. But at least just help the baby..."

With that said, Barletta leaned down again.

Something about a man being obsolete if he doesn't reach out here.

However, in addition to being able to save the village at a cost of tens of thousands of yen, we can certainly obtain a base of activities in this world first.

Besides recovering the flag of the village daughter Valletta.

"Okay. Flag Kaiju... it wasn't, if it was to save the village, I'd be happy to give you medicine. And I don't want any money. Instead, they want me to live in this village."

"What!?

Barletta was stunned by a good offer.

To the best of Baretta's knowledge, medicine is what is traded in such amounts that eyeballs pop up.

Even though there was a request to let me live in the village, it is an unlikely story such as providing medication free of charge.

"So, but I can't believe I don't need the money for just that. What is it that you ask for yourself, is Mr. Kazra okay?

"Yeah, because life is more important than money"

Barletta stares with a dazzling look at the good that throws up a dialogue that is nothing but beautiful no matter what she thinks.

To Barletta's appearance like that, he said, "How much? Was the current dialogue too frigid?" Ichigo sweated cold.

"Really... trust me, okay?

"Also, of course. Leave it to me."

When Ichigo answers Barletta, who asks with a trembling voice, there is a twitch and tear in Barletta's eyes again.

And as the tears flowed through his cheeks, he cried like a child in a loud voice.