Takarakuji de 40-oku Atattandakedo Isekai ni Ijuu Suru

The next day at noon.

Ichiya, who received hydroelectric generators and well digging tools from the carrier at the Japanese mansion, loaded them into an agricultural hauling vehicle that had been parked in the mansion's garden and returned to the village of Grisea.

Slowly continue through the cluttered woods as the engine sounds the blast, toward Balin's mansion.

When I raised one hand and greeted the villagers I saw as I drove, the villagers waved and broke their hips and lowered their heads to respond as well.

The villagers did not bother to come together for the good, but stayed to return greetings on the spot when they found the good.

The villagers know that Ichigo is busy moving around, so they are careful not to disturb him.

Running straight inside the village, Barletta ran from the direction of the mansion.

I heard the engine sound of an agricultural haulage truck and it looks like he picked me up.

The expression is very bright and looks fine.

"Welcome back, Mr. Kazra. You bought a lot of tools you've never seen before."

"It's just now. All the crumbs weighed a lot, and I carried them in an agricultural haulage. Sorry for the noise."

Once the engine was switched off and Barretta was greeted, Barretta began to peek into the tools loaded on the carrier in a rare manner.

Find the blueprint file from it, say no for good, and then turn it all over for your hand.

"We have two copies of that file, one for Mr. Barletta."

"Wow, thank you!

Baretta nodded "I see" as she flushed and read the blueprints of the grain remover and Tang (and Umi) as she turned her happy smile to good effect.

Tang Yu is a tool for sorting fruit and shells after grain removal using wind generated from hand-turned sheet feathers.

The old Japanese farmers mostly had this.

"Grain removal and sorting doesn't take much effort this way...... With blueprints drawn in such detail, even I would likely be able to make them all. It's not that hard to build."

"Right. It's a tool that used to be used..."

Barletta said something amazing just by streaming and reading the blueprints.

I don't know how serious I am, but I have a feeling that this girl would make it all by herself without any bitterness.

After reading the blueprints for a little while, Barretta returned the file to the carrier to satisfy herself.

"I was just getting my lunch order done. I made it more on my arms, so expect it! And I also cooked red rice."

"Oh, that's exciting. It's been a long time since you've had red rice... Speaking of which, you also bought some canned beans"

Some of the groceries I bought in bulk in the supermarket before included cans for use in combination with dishes, like canned beans and canned hall tomatoes, in addition to freaky cans.

I bought it in bulk because of the momentum of buying each shelf in the supermarket, but because of it, the variety of dishes made in the village has increased, and the table situation in each household seems to be getting so rich.

I would have bought some mochi rice too, so I'm sure the proper red rice is cooked.

"Speaking of which, red rice is what I cook when I have something to congratulate you on being my country. It's like a little celebration."

It's a celebration.

To Barletta, who returns it immediately, Ichigo tilts his neck.

"Mr. Kazura is back."

Barletta says that with a heartfelt happy smile.

It's a pretty embarrassing dialogue depending on how you perceive it, but I don't see how you're shy at all, so I guess it doesn't make any particular deep sense.

Though Ichigo became a little red.

"Oh, really? Then why don't we go back and have dinner?"

"Yes!"

I wondered why he was in such a good mood, but when he started the engine of the agricultural hauling car again, he headed for the mansion.

When the two of them arrived at the mansion, they had begun approaching the red rice from the pan where the balin had already been placed in the enclosure.

In addition to red rice, there are more than double the usual variety of dishes: salted river fish, braised chicken (canned) and tomato basil, roasted potatoes and winners (canned) vanilla, thick roasted eggs (sweet ones), fried leafy vegetables and arcadian worms.

There are a number of dishes lined up that I have eaten in Japan, but I guess Barletta made this for the good with the knowledge she gained from the book and trial and error.

"Oh, this sounds amazing! It's been a long time since I've had a thick grilled egg."

"This is the first time I've made it, and I don't know if it would fit Mr. Kazura's mouth... but I might have made it a little too sweet"

As I said that and lit up a little, Baretta smiles.

I was just a little nervous inside because it was my first Japanese dish to make.

"Mmm, that didn't happen. Though I think it tastes good with just the right sweetness."

"Really? Then good...... did you stumble on your father!?

"Sa, let's say we eat before it gets cold. Some cold water just came in. Sit down, Mr. Kazra."

To Barletta, who swells her cheeks and gets angry, Barrin recommends her seat as well as if it were deceptive.

Ichiyana laughed bitterly as she went up to the living room and sat in a fixed position, receiving a cup of wood with water and a cup of red rice from Balin.

"Already... I was going to get Mr. Kazla to eat first"

"No, sorry. I'm sorry. It looks so delicious, I can't stand it."

"Well, it's harsher to be patient in front of dishes that look so delicious. Mr. Barletta is really good at cooking, isn't he?"

"Oh, no... eheh"

Misleading a good story, everyone starts eating food by saying "I'll have it".

Ichigo first reached for a thick roasted egg that was nicely cut into eight equal portions.

If you look closely, the cut in the middle is subtly off, so I guess Balin snuck up on just two chips and then joined them for evidence obliteration.

It is the skill of the craftsman.

"Now get the thick roasted eggs quick...... yum! What is this!? It's dantotsu and delicious among the thick roasted eggs I've ever had!!

Barletta handmade thick roasted eggs were exquisite and perfectly made to taste and subtract.

It's a beautiful golden color outside, and the contents are perfectly thick roasted eggs that are just half ripe.

It should have been made in a small pot but the shape is beautifully square and I have no idea how it was made.

"Great...... eat lots of other dishes too!

"Um, they're all delicious. You didn't even beat the food I ate at Mr. Havel's mansion."

Yum nodded Yum Yum Yum to Balin, who shares her thoughts as she carries Arcadian worm stir-fry into her mouth.

"That's right. Instead, I think Mr. Barletta's cooking would be much better. This chicken stewed in tomatoes is delicious too. Is Basil working too?"

"Really? Really? Mr. Kazra, Barletta's going to be a good wife, isn't she?

"Buho!?

"Hey, hey, Dad! Oh, Mr. Kazra, water! Drink your water!!

"Ha-ha."

As such, the time for a soothing and luxurious lunch passed.

Meanwhile, around that time.

In the camp at the entrance to the village, Isaac stared in the direction of the village.

There is sadness drifting from its back.

"Master Isaac, it looks like it's time to schedule lunch.... What's wrong with you?

As Isaac looked back at the voice called from behind, Havel stood with a fishing rod and a water bucket hanging from his hand.

Marie is also behind Havel's step, with a fishing rod in her hand.

"Oh, I thought you meant a real genius..."

"Genius?"

"Oh, no, it's nothing. By the way, were you guys going fishing in the river? I haven't seen him since morning."

"Yes, Master Kazura told me to stay free, and because of that, my sister and I went to visit the river."

To Habel's words, Marie, who had refrained behind Habel, turned to Habel with a surprised look.

The same is true of Isaac, who is blinding his eyes to what he hears for the first time.

"Oh, my sister, you mean Marie? I thought I heard you were a slave..."

"Sure, Marie's a slave, but she's my sister. Your mother is different, so you mean your belly sister."

Nor did he show any particular movement to the word slave, and Habel answers Isaac with a smile.

Isaac is also a slave to Marie, so he doesn't have any hair on his mind like this, he just has feelings like, "Was he?"

But that's only a thought about Havel's relationship with Marie, and when it comes to being in a relationship with Ichigo, the story changes.

"I see, is that what happened? Does Master Kazura know she's your sister?

"No, especially since it wasn't the kind of information I had to tell you...... but Marie has always been very good to Kazura, so I'm thinking I'll thank her for this free time thing too if Kazura returns tomorrow"

"... you, you've been watching Master Kazra behave forever, gauging when to tell the truth"

"No, that never happens. There's no point in saying otherwise."

Isaac put his head on Havel, who denied it with his expression.

I've noticed this before, but Habel tends to take these kinds of actions lightly.

From what I've been through, it does seem a natural flow that Havel pushed Marie into Zirconia, and the course that followed seems to be going so well.

I guess that's how it worked because Havel also decided that there was no problem in giving Marie a good lift.

I don't have a problem with that in itself, but if my convenience such as wanting to put Marie under a good asylum there is also adding to the motive, I can't overlook it as Isaac.

"Havel, let's just say you don't mind turning your hands around thinking a lot about me or Master Zirconia at this time. But be honest with Master Kazura. That one responds to honesty and thoughts. You mustn't imitate it like you put it in there."

"Of course it is. I swear I won't do that."

Havel looks straight into Isaac's eyes and answers.

Isaac wanted to sigh inside at the look, but it swallowed without putting it on his expression.

Isaac relies very much on Havel because he is a very good officer and pays attention to the details.

But I couldn't really like Isaac as a person with twice as serious personality, although I know that only the part about changing behavior in response to his superior personality or sneaking around if it seems available is a natural thing to do in terms of crossing the world.

In the future, we will need to be more attentive than ever about the good surroundings and people's movements, rather than leaving everything to Havel to rely on.

I may have a heavy load on me, but I have to.

"Don't forget that word."

As if to tell himself, Isaac pressed Habel in precaution.