Takarakuji de 40-oku Atattandakedo Isekai ni Ijuu Suru

Late at night a few days later.

Ichirano worked alone in his own room, working on the workmanship.

Blink the thin plate soaked in water with the central part in the fireplace and twitch and bend.

Superimpose it with the other plate I bent first and center it out.

"Mmm, you're a little off. It's hard to bend the same..."

Eyes on the laptop screen, leaking bumps and solitude.

There was a cross-bow drawing drawn up with reference to the book I had brought.

……

The mouse was manipulated with a kati and another material was opened.

At the end of the material shown on the screen, it is described as the "Gricea Village Conscription Register".

Dozens of names and ages were in line, and about half of those names drew lines indicating death in action (including illness and death).

At the top is the name of Balin, underneath which is written the name 'Theta', with a line drawn.

That's Baretta's mother's name.

Ichiyana breathed, regaining her mind and turning her eyes back to the nearly made crossbow.

"It takes a lot of work to make it unexpectedly.... Okay."

I managed to combine the parts and the crossbow prototype 1 was completed.

The bow part is bonded with an adhesive made of a mixture of wax and sap overlaid with two thin plates.

The plate had to be broiled on fire one at a time and bent in exactly the same way, which was a pretty difficult task for the amateur craftsmen.

The part of the handles is made easier to hold by scraping wood, with a trigger on the rear.

A nail was used for joining the bow portion and the handlebar portion.

"Okay, you want to try and shoot me? Will it fly properly?"

I held a prepared wooden arrow and grabbed a bow string.

Pull it up with force and set it on the clasp of the trigger.

Placed a plank with a circle at the center on the wall and set a goal from a few meters away to pull the trigger.

An arrow was ejected in momentum and pierced the edge of the plate with a dull sound.

"That's off the center of my mind... I wonder if the axis is off"

Kneel on the spot and twirl your handmade crossbow around talking to yourself about bumps.

When I did that for a while, I felt signs behind my back, and Ichigo looked back.

A few centimeters in front of him, there was Eira's face.

"Whoa!?

"Hia!?

Surprised by the good raised shout, Eira glances.

"E, Mr. Eira, when were you there? I thought my heart would stop."

"Also, I'm sorry. I knocked on the door, but I didn't hear back from you... so I called you when I came in, but I didn't notice..."

"Are you serious? Sorry, I didn't notice at all that I seemed to be concentrating too much...... So, what can I do for you?

"Oh, uh... I'm not coming to the cooking place, so I was wondering what happened..."

A little embarrassed, says Eira.

Ichiyoshi looked at the clock he kept beside his bed.

The needle is about to point to 1: 00 p.m. shortly.

"Wow, was this already the time? Sorry, you kept me waiting."

"Oh, no, because I was just waiting on my own. Master Kazura, are you still going to do your job?

"Mmm, right. I guess I'll just do a few more. Oh, but I want some tea too..."

"Let's make it tea here, then. I've brought some sweets too, so if you'd like, enjoy them."

That said, Eira took the copper pitcher on the table.

Apparently, he was bringing hot water from the cooking area.

Hot water was poured into a pottery teapot and a plate with confectionery was arranged on the table while waiting for the tea leaves to boil.

Today's sweets are garrets (sweets cooked with plenty of butter in the flour).

"Oh, is that Garrett"

"Yes, the book stuff you showed me last night looked so delicious, I just made it"

From the day a few months before the first late night tea party, except for the day when Yiliang was out, the two had a tea party without being indispensable.

It's not like the two of us are showing each other otherwise, but when did that only become commonplace while each other cared about each other and put their faces in the cooking area.

Ichiyoshi brought a sweet recipe book last night, and we were able to read it for nearly an hour.

"This looks delicious. Did Mr. Ayla make the butter?

"No, Marie asked me to make it. But people got together while I was making it..."

Eira had asked Marie to make a ton of butter from Myagi's milk during her lunch break today.

The way butter is made is extremely simple: when you boil the raw milk, gather the creamy stuff that floats, put it in a sealed container and shake it again and again.

In doing so, it is divided into a decent semi-solid shape and moisture, so the semi-solid shape is removed and the salt is mixed, and if cooled for a few hours, the butter is complete.

By the way, this isn't the first time I've ever made butter, and I used to make it a couple of months ago in the cooking area with Ella and Marie and a bunch of samurai.

Marie was still the one shaking the container at that time.

"When I said I was making butter again, everyone said they wanted to use it too. Marie made it for me for a while, but after my lunch break, the guard I was touring was supposed to do it... 'Such a tough task, Marie. Well done!? I was surprised."

The task of shaking containers to make butter is a considerable heavy labor.

If you weren't a person with enhanced physical abilities like Marie, it would be a tough task to keep building continuously.

"Oh, that's tough...... you know, I just said I wanted a cup of tea, is the time okay? It's early tomorrow morning..."

"I'm off tomorrow. I don't have any plans, and it's okay to stay up late."

"Oh, really? You're off, okay?"

"Master Kazura should take some time off, too."

"Um, Mr. Narson and the others aren't resting at all, so you can feel like you're the only one."

Yiliang said, Eira looked worried.

"Don't push yourself too hard. If you can't have a day, you should just take half a day away from work and take your time."

"That's right...... next time, why don't you suggest inviting everyone over for a day off? It's not like we're all going out somewhere, it's like we're free to dazzle."

"That's good. Besides, Master Barletta looks terribly tired here lately, so I think we should make an early suggestion for a holiday."

"What, Mr. Barletta?

"I knew it," Eira grinned bitterly as she listened back to her surprise.

"Yes, I feel like I've been a lot of blubbering and sighing the last few days. You only say it's" okay "to speak up, so worry about it."

"Are you serious...... um, you didn't notice at all"

"He looked like he was trying to behave well in front of Master Kazura, so I had no choice. I'm sure you don't want to worry about it."

"You were. It helped me to tell you. She seems like she's going to work endlessly no matter how tired she is, right? We need to be careful."

After that, until after two o'clock in the morning, the two of them were stuck.

Exactly if it's not time to go to bed, so clear the dishes and Ayla takes a seat.

"Sorry to disturb you so late"

"No, I'm sorry I even asked you to clean up after you had me hang out with my tea. It was delicious."

"Hehe, thank you. I'll make something tonight."

When Eira said so and smiled, she turned her attention to the crossbow standing against the wall.

"Master Kazura, please don't push me. If there's anything I can do to help, tell me. I'll do anything."

"Thank you. And about this..."

"It's okay. Rest assured I will not speak to Master Barletta or, of course, to anyone else. Now if you'll excuse me."

When I said that and gave a toast to Pepper, I left the room quietly.

"... um, you're no match for that guy. Really, I can't get my head up."

He scratched his head puffy and took the crossbow in his hand again.

Then a few afternoons later.

Barletta was running a small run through the luxury commercial section of Little Snow.

He wears a thick coat and hangs a large wooden basket in his hand.

In the basket is one large bag of the highest quality bread flour from the territory of milling.

In addition, it contains dried fruit and nuts bought and collected by searching around stores everywhere.

"I guess I'll also make butter and cutlet cheese (cheese that you can just make by mixing vinegar with warmed raw milk) by the end of the night. Fruit vinegar, it's definitely in the cooking area."

Barletta looked grumpy and hurried to the next store.

Tomorrow, I have a full day off.

A few days ago, Suddenly Ichiyoshi said, "Let's all take a day off," and after a positive or negative argument (only Narson was reluctant to finish), everyone decided to take a day off.

Marie, Habel, Isaac and Ayla will also be on vacation, and each seems to like it.

On a suddenly springing holiday, Barletta decided to spend the whole day cooking after thinking about what to do.

I have been cooking meals for Ichigo from time to time, but Marie was unable to cook very elaborate dishes because she would work with me in a short amount of time while working concurrently.

So he planned to use one day tomorrow to try various dishes and expand his repertoire.

By the way, what I'm trying to make with the ingredients I have right now is a cheesecake made with cutlet cheese.

"Hey!"

"Uh-huh!?

Running with Tokotoko, he suddenly grabbed both shoulders from behind.

Looking back in surprise, there was a smiling arrond there.

"A, Dear Alondo..."

"Hey, you're an odd encounter here... you don't have to look so disgusted. Wounded."

Alondo shrugs his shoulders and smiles bitterly at Barletta, who has obviously clouded his expression.

"Oh, no, that's not... Um, why are you here?

"Nothing really, I just happened to stop by to shop and I called because I saw you. Really, it's a coincidence."

"Right, right"

"You shopping, too? Fruit dried in bread flour...... Oh, okay. You make fruit cakes or cookies, right?

"Yes, that's the place"

Barletta answers, drawing a slight expression.

When you go out to work or buy ingredients, you almost always encounter Alondo after you refuse to pull them out a dozen days ago.

I was relieved without seeing him today, but this is how I ended up getting caught.

"Are you going to go home and make it now?

"No, it's tomorrow to make it. I thought I'd make it for snacks."

"Oh, nice. I have business tomorrow, too, and I'm going to the mansion, can I interrupt your meal?

"Yes, sir"

I can't say no, Baretta nods with a slightly drawn grin.

"Do you still have something to buy?

"Yes, about 20 Arcadian worms"

"Arcadian worm? At this time of year, isn't it pretty hard to get?

"Yes, I do, but I really want it. Because it's Mr. Kazra's favorite (and Barletta thinks it is)."

"Hmmm......"

Alondo returns a thin response to Barletta, who dares to give a good name.

I can't treat Alondo as evil because he's connected at work, and I can't even say it strongly because he's a pretty good person from Barletta's point of view.

So every time I try to get him to give up, he puts out a good one, but he never gives up.

When it comes to unusual things, it's about time we started seeing a slightly grumpy appearance when we came up with a good name.

"Well, we'll hang out until we're done shopping. I know a place that has a good range of edible worms, so let's go there."

"Yes, sir"

Half-forced to sum up the story, Barletta decided she had no choice but to follow Around.

Alondo had thus become attached to Barletta, although he would no longer be forcefully taken out everywhere as before.

I've heard somewhat about whether I don't have to do my job, but he said, "No problem."

Even though he refused once, he was persevered in this way, and Barletta was in quite a bit of trouble.

They shake that and this and talk about it, and proceed with the commercial compartment with a proper reply.

That's how I got to the store I was looking for, and the two of us walked into the store.

"Welcome... Dear Alondo! Welcome aboard!

The young woman in the clerk who was checking out the products on the shelf thanked her deeply when she saw the arounds.

When you go out to a luxury commercial compartment with Alondo, many of the people you meet the first time you go get the same reaction as this clerk.

Not as far as Reese, Arond seems pretty wide faced, too.

"Hey, long time no see. I'm looking for an arcadian worm, do you have one?

"Is it an arcadian worm? If you'd like a sanagi, I have a few."

"Because. What do we do?"

"Hmm, is that a sanagi..."

Arcadian worms become sanagis during the middle of winter, and in spring they are feathered into adult worms.

The adult looked like a nanafushi, coloured like a dead branch about 15 cm in diameter.

You can eat sanagi too, but it's not very tasty.

Adults are too hard to eat.

"How about an adult Crocodile Bug or something? The one fried in oil, I think it's delicious there."

"No, I want to mix the larvae paste with the cake dough, so I prefer a mellow, thick bug"

"Then what about driftwood bugs? I can pick larvae at any time."

"That's rich, but it's a little bitter... and it just tastes a little muddy."

"Uh, sure. I caught him and ate a lot when I used to play in the river with Havel, too, but Havel looked disgusted. I like it."

"It's pretty good, though. When cooked, the bitterness disappears, but the odor increases extra, and I was wondering if I could put it in the cake for a bit."

"Oh, you can't be raw because you bake"

"Yes, so I don't know what to do"

"Mm-hmm. Bye..."

Baretta noticed that the clerk looked smiling as the two of us had a bug talk.

I realize I'm leaning on Arond at some point, and I hurry to take a step away.

"Uh, uh, I knew I'd give up bugs. Thank you."

So he bowed his head to Pepper and the clerk and left the store in a hurry.

"Well, shall we go find something to replace it? There's a fruit shop ahead."

"Oh, you know, I figured I'd go home today..."

Barletta says, reluctantly refusing Alondo's hand as he tries to hold his shoulder.

"Well, let's go without saying so. If you want to make delicious cakes, you need delicious ingredients, right?

"But since it's time to prepare Mr. Kazra's dinner,"

"You can leave that to Marie. Sometimes you eat somewhere with me."

"No, I'm deciding to make Mr. Kazra's dinner. So I have to go home."

"... you know"

Alondo sharpened his gaze as Barletta stubbornly refused.

"You're being too rude about anything. You know where you stand, and then you're making me cocky?

"Oh, yes, no! I didn't mean it like that!

Barletta blued to an alondo that changed her face and tone.

The gentle atmosphere so far has completely scratched off, and the voice color and eyesight are terribly cold.

"You've been rude enough to say no to my invitations over and over in civilian minutes. I used to be polite because of Master Narson's ink, but there's a limit to patience here. It would be polite to ride the invitation once or so."

"also, sorry......"

"Always, Mr. Kazra. Mr. Kazra... I told you before that he would marry Master Reese. It's just silly that you keep sticking around. Look at the gap. How can you do this, Master Leese is not so dull. Even if you think about it, you're the one who's going to be horrible."

……

He told me to reprimand him, and Baretta pressed silence.

Alondo sighs grumpy at Barletta, who shuts her mouth and drops her gaze.

"Mostly, what's so good about him? Sure, the knowledge seems to be there, but is he that attractive? Take a good look around. There's sesame seeds in the world. You're not that obsessive."

"... what are you talking about?

Barletta slowly raised her face.

Alondo looks at her sharply eyed again.

"You know, I'm telling you to give it to me, Master Reese. I don't know if you're a Clayrats leader, but you're not a big guy. He looks like he's never had one of those fights, and his head spins fast and nothing. It seems to be popular with the servants because I treat the ones below me carefully, but that's not the kind of behavior I'm taking as computational as Master Reese. Just people. Okay, in other words, you're an idiot who can't handle his own weapons well either."

"Don't be ridiculous!!

I turn my gaze to Barletta, who told me to scream, in a slight manner by the people who were walking around sparsely.

Alondo, who expected to rebel somewhat against Barletta's too many swordscreens, was also frivolous.

"What do you know about that guy?!? Don't know anything, don't say anything unsolicited! Unlike someone who's smarter than you and doesn't know the pain of someone like you, Mr. Kazra is a very sweet person! Please withdraw your statement!

"Ooh, you're gonna tell me. I'm the one doing the tight and dirty work on his behalf. I don't remember being thankful and being degraded. Aren't you just projecting your ideals on him and assuming you're someone like that? I don't know how it ended up coming to Isteria, but he happened to stop me from seeing me when I was dull in the village anyway, and it was taken care of or something, right? I'm just dreaming I'm not gonna make it happen."

That's what I said, grabbing Barletta's arm.

"Be mine. I'll make you as luxurious as you want, and if you want a rewarding job, I'll make you do anything. I just said what at the civilian minute, but if you're coming to me, you can welcome him as my real wife. Every family, I'll turn my hand so I can live in this city for the rest of my life as a nobleman."

"I refuse. Dead doesn't make it yours, etc. I've always been beside Mr. Kazra."

Barletta pays off her grabbed arm and stares at Arond with an angry look.

"You weren't listening to me? You're not going to let that cautious Leese keep you around forever. You won't get your wish."

"It doesn't matter. I will never leave him."

"Why are you so stubborn with him? Is that why you have to be him?

"... Have you ever been reached out when you are in the abyss of despair?

Alondo stares suspiciously at Barletta as she glances at him, silently urging him to continue.

"Have you ever spent days or dozens of days just with a thin cup of soup? When the lives of your loved ones are about to disappear, all you could do was watch them without being able to do anything? Have you just been puzzled to see your fellows fall ill one after the other and wonder if it's your turn to stay?

Rip, and Barletta bites her teeth off and stares at Arond as loud as it sounds.

"That man saved me like that, saved us. He gave me everything I thought I would never get. You can't repay me for nothing, but you've given me everything."

There is even more anger in Barletta's eyes.

In his eyes, there were thin tears.

"That guy kept an eye on me all the time with the same eyes. It was just about me, and you ran through me. That guy, he's everything to me. I will never forgive anyone who disparages or fools that man!

"Hmm."

Alondo turns his gaze without any emotion to Barletta, who trembles in anger.

"The point is, you like it because you saved me from dying. If that's what makes you like me, I'll go around the villages and look for good women."

"What are you talking about stupid! It's not that simple!

"No, it's a simple story. Are you a maiden who falls in love with a hero who shows up to save her predicament? Even if it wasn't him who showed up to help, the results would have been the same. If I'd done the same thing, you'd have liked me."

"There's no way someone like you can do the same thing as Mr. Kazra! You and Mr. Kazra are totally different when you just think about things for a loss!!

"Ha, what are you talking about? He can do it, and I can't do it?

"I can't. Never."

"I don't know what to say. Ma, okay."

With that said, Arond looked around.

Several passers-by, who were stopping and watching the exchange between the two, rush after the spot.

"Let's give up for today. I'll be with you next time for dinner. Sure, just the two of us."

"I don't like it. I refuse. I hate you."

"Well, don't say that. And I'm sure you'll take it then."

Waving his hands flickering, Aaron left.

Barletta had been staring at his back for a while.