Takarakuji de 40-oku Atattandakedo Isekai ni Ijuu Suru

Late that night.

When Ichiyoshi was having tea with Eira, as usual, the topic became about the village of Grisea.

Eira looks intrigued and asks good questions about this and her life in the village.

"Rural life is nice to relax. I'm kind of jealous."

"Right. But I wish I could pick a lot of crops, but they seem tough when they're out of production. It seemed terrible when I first went to the village."

"Sure... Until a few months ago, neighboring cities and villages seemed in terrible condition. I remember hearing that there was no food and that there were starving people out there."

Since the start of the good support, the situation has shown calm, as Isteria's stockpile food was released to provide food support to cities and villages in a state of famine.

Beans and potatoes are expected to be harvested well in winter, so we won't have to worry about food anymore for now.

In addition, the installation of water tankers has already begun in cities and villages other than Isteria.

Land that could not be opened before should also be available as a field, so the harvest should increase even further in the future.

"Master Barletta is from the village of Grisea, isn't he? Was she okay?

"You were a lot thinner, but you were relatively healthy. However, his father, Mr. Balin, was suffering from fever and was quite dangerous. I don't think I'd have made it if it was even a day later."

"You did...... for Master Barletta, that's exactly what Master Kazura is a benefactor. This may sound strange to you as a benefactor towards Lady Graciole."

"Benefactor... it's not like that."

When Ichirano said so, Eira laughed softly.

Look at that, Ichigo tilts his little neck.

"No, it sounds like a rash," I thought.

"... Mr. Eira, what would you say if I told you I wasn't Graciole, I was actually just a human being?

"What?"

When Fu Yiliang said such a thing, Eira let her eyes squeeze.

Seeing it, Ichigo hastily adds the words.

"Oh, no, for example. How would everyone react if I told them I wasn't Graciol or something, that I was actually just calling myself Graciol?"

"Not Master Graciole, is it?...... hmm"

Eira leaned her neck to think a little, smiling nicely.

"Even if it wasn't Master Graciole, it doesn't change that Master Kazra is the savior to us. But if it's not God... I might be a little happy."

"Glad? Why?

"Hehe, why do you think?

On the contrary, he was asked back, and Ichigo turned into a troubled face.

"... I don't know. Tell me the answer."

"No. Think for yourself."

"Yeah, that's not true..."

Disgruntled One good thing, Eira leaks a grin when she dulls.

"I don't think anything will change, no matter what Kazura is. And Master Reese, I'm sure he does."

"Reese, too, is it?

"Yes, because Master Leese admires Kazura very much. Thank you so much for everything you've done for me."

"Oh... well, Leese has a lot of help. Would you also like to use shampoo, cosmetics, or Mr. Eira? There's still some left."

"Wow, thank you...... that's not what I meant, but that you treat Master Reese as a friend. Because Mr. Reese seemed very happy every day these days."

"You look happy......?

Leese would have looked so happy, reminding me of when we went out together and when we were spending time in the room.

Instead of making me happy, I had a good feeling that I was taking my shoulders off and putting myself at ease.

"Yes. I've never had a single friend that I could hang out with without intending to, Mr. Reese. Besides, there's a salt deal with Nibel... and I don't think there's anyone more trustworthy and reliable for Leese than Kazura."

"Wouldn't that be too much to say about anything at all?

"That's not true. I'm sure that's the same for Barletta."

To the name of Barletta who went out to the fence, Ichigo sees Eira without guessing her intentions.

"Master Reese can see it, and he's very lonely. Leave it alone and you'll get back on your feet, so please get it right."

"Ha, ha"

Nodding vaguely, Eira smiled gently.

Early the next morning.

I woke up with the sunrise. Barletta stretched lightly when she changed into a light outfit and left the room with a training wooden sword.

Slowly descend the quiet stone staircase with the tips and the sound of leather shoes.

"Ah."

"Ah."

When I went down to the second floor, I just ran into Reese on the dance floor.

Reese is also in a light outfit, with a skinny one-handed sword on her hips and a small circular shield on her hands.

Unlike Baretta's, what Reese has is serious.

"Good morning, Mr. Barletta. You're up early."

"Yes! Good morning!

Barletta bows her head nervously to Reese as she smiles gently.

"Is it sword training?

"Yes, somewhere big and... I came down to let me use the courtyard"

"Was I? I train in the courtyard every morning, too. Because of this, let's do it together."

"Huh... Huh!?

Regardless of the bewildered Barletta, Reese just goes down the stairs.

Baretta rushed after him.

"How many years of swordsmanship do you have?

"Eh, I learned the basics about three and a half months ago. It was about a month and a half ago that I started learning properly one-on-one."

"So you're still freshly learned. Is the mentor Master Sylvestria?

"Yes, I was coached every morning for about two hours... an hour at a time"

"Really...... I train every morning too, but I had no one to be with and I was unfettered. In the future, it's fine when you feel like it, so will you deal with me?

"Eh."

As Barletta leaked her voice in surprise, Reese looked back and smiled.

"Because I'm not saying it's every day. What do you think?

"Yes!

Reese grinned bitterly at Barletta, who accidentally replied with a correct posture.

"Don't get so hard. Take it easy, huh?

"Yes!"

Keep going down the stairs and walk down the hallway and out into the courtyard.

The two moved to an open place in the center as they felt the limp air on their skin.

"Did you exercise prep?

"Yes, I've played flexible gymnastics in my room"

"Then let's get started… I'm the only one who's seriously hard to do"

When Reese called the guards in front of the door, he borrowed a long sword and handed it to Barletta.

Return the guards and pull each other's swords.

"Are you okay without a shield?

"Yes, because I had all the training without a shield"

"Okay. Well, I'll take it first."

Whereas Barletta placed her sword in the middle with her left hand against her waist, Reese placed her sword slightly rearward with her shield protruding forward.

"I'll take it thoroughly, so hit me in. You're learning how to shape, aren't you?

"Yes, I'm fine. Um, the armor..."

"You don't have to. Because I can take it right."

"Shh, excuse me. Okay, from the middle poke."

Baretta nervously but slowly protrudes her sword around Reese's chest.

Reese took the shield slightly diagonally and paid it off lightly.

Barletta waves her sword in shape and at a slow pace.

"I heard a little about Mr. Barletta from Kazla"

Leese opened her mouth to the pretense as Barletta struck in silently for a while.

"Anything, you think Kazura was a lot of help in the village. We lived together for about a month, right?

"Yes, long after Mr. Kazra first came to the village, until he went to Isteria..."

"What does Mr. Barletta have to do with Kazla?

Leese asks, politely handling each blow.

"What do you mean..."

"Are you in love with each other?

"It's... different..."

"Was I? Good."

Leese smiles all the time at Barletta, who puts a little face to the word.

Barletta looks at the area she punches into Reese, but Reese has been staring into Barletta's eyes.

"Mr. Barletta, you have to look into your eyes when confronting your opponent. I need to fix the habit of looking at the area and typing it in. There are gaps when attacking, and you cannot read the opponent's movements."

"Yes, sir"

Pointing to a habit that had been noted many times in the village by Sylvestria, Barletta rushed to turn her gaze to Liese's eyes.

I was going to fix the habit, but it seemed to have instinctively distracted me.

"I like Kazura."

……

Barletta waves her sword silently, unable to answer anything, to Reese, who says with a stare.

"Not long ago, I did terrible things to Kazla. But Kazura forgave me and told me to be honest with each other as a friend."

"Friends... are you"

"Yes, we're friends"

Reese snorts at Barletta, who leaked like a twinkle.

Cancer and the dull sound of the sword hitting the shield echo through the courtyard.

The interval was slightly shorter.

"Then Kazra treated me as a friend who was really close to me. I was so happy with that. I was really, really happy."

The sound of swords and shields colliding becomes progressively louder and the interval is even shorter.

Initially it was Reese, who was only under the shield, but he also began to use his sword to attack Barletta.

"I had a date in the city during this time, but when I crashed at the store I stopped for dinner at that time..."

Barletta waves her sword silently against Reese, who sounds like she enjoys what was happening in the city.

The hand with the sword has too much power, and the sword speed is faster and there are no shards of rhythm.

Sometimes a blurry punch comes in, but Reese calmly recieves it.

"Mr. Barletta really likes to talk about Kazla."

"Huh!"

Reese received the protruding sword with a shield, while slamming Barletta's sword from above with his own sword.

With that shock, Barletta can return to me and pull the sword in haste.

I didn't take my sword off, but my hands were palsy.

"Also, sorry! Me, with..."

"Yes, no... you didn't let go of your sword with that often. Surprised."

Reese turned a surprised face to Barletta as she put her sword into the sheath of her hips.

There was a glimmer of sweat on those cheeks, and his breath was a little up.

"The blade of the sword has crushed you. I'll return that later."

"Yes...... Um, I'm so sorry. Me, the..."

"No, I'm sorry I'm being mean. I wanted to know your character, and I said that on purpose."

Reese says to Barletta, who apologizes for being so tight.

"Huh?" Barletta looked up as she leaked, Leese turned a bitter smile.

"I wonder what kind of daughter Kazura is that I like so much. Oh, of course, there's no lie in what I just said, is there? I mean everything I've told you."

"Ha, ha"

"Nevertheless, you felt bad when they talked to you like that, didn't you? Whatever I was, too, the way I did it was terrible. I'm so sorry."

"Ri, Master Reese! Face up please!!

When Barletta panicked when she saw Reese lowering her head with a dust, Reese immediately raised her face.

"Thank you. It's just... Mr. Barletta."

"Yes, sir"

"I'm not going to lose."

"Eh."

"Let's do our best, each other"

"Um, he said he was gonna lose."

"Right?"

"Yes!

To Reese smiling, Barletta nodded bewildered.

"(I thought you were going to kill me)"

Behind a gentle smile, Reese sweats cold remembering the sight of Baretta as she was crossing her sword.