Tensei Shite Inaka de Slowlife wo Okuritai

"Funny ... I don't have Silvio"

I was standing alone on a busy street with lots of food stalls. In one hand, pick the beans seasoned with salt in one hand and look around again.

After noon, the bustle of the villagers did not diminish, and it became even more lively. Parents and children talking happily to the voices of the stalls that fly. It was so crowded as we approached the night.

"... Is Silvio lost?"

It's difficult for me, a small tall, to find Silvio from this place. Searching was awkward, so I concluded.

Have you been robbed by the robbers? I crossed my head with a question, but thought that it wasn't. Silvio is so prominent because he looks like that. This is unlikely given the security of Coriat Village.

"There was a terrific handsome blonde Shota!

"Kyaa! For real! ?

"Yes! And she was holding hands with a little black-haired boy!

"What a nosebleed! I wanted to worship too!

"I'm sure you're still close! Let's search in a hurry!

"Yes Yes!

"Speaking of which, is your husband good?

"Do you know that! I'm looking for that blonde shota right now!

"Yes!

"Guguhe"

"... I guess I was taken away."

He muttered while looking at the back of the rotten people who ran from the side street. Listening to the conversation now, I feel that Oita is coming out. If I am a police officer, it seems likely that Silvio would be identified as a singular missing person.

But the rotten people said they would worship, so there would be no problem.

I'm still busy, so I won't move without incident. And it's going to be faster to leave it to the rotten network.

I decided to leave the lost Silvio brother to the rotten people.

What shall we eat next?

Leave yourself to the delicious smell and walk around for a while.

I never had the chance to join Silvio.

"Hey, did you find it?

"I'm not here!

"... I wonder where you are"

"I told you that Nora saw it in the west!

""For real! ? ]

"let's go!

"Yes!

For some reason, there's nothing suspicious other than the lazy women.

I turned my body to the west and started walking.

Is it somehow? It smells good from the east, and I felt there was something I needed to go there.

Proceed with greetings to the villagers who are willing to talk to you.

People in the square are excited about whether an arm-wrestling tournament is taking place.

The heat is very strong around here.

As I approached, I saw a man who took off his clothes and took off his clothes and revealed his upper body. A man who swings his arms and shoulders and shows off his muscles and strength. What is Roland's old man?

The uncle screams and shows off his boasting body to the audience.

Listening to it, the audience boil ale and food in one hand.

And opponent Westa is meditating with his arms folded. Then he spread his eyes wide open and took off his clothes.

"Uo! Is it a type that wears weight!

"Cant Believe It! I guess there's enough to lose weight! ?

"... that muscle ... where did it come from?"

`` Yeah, I bet on Roland ''

"No, look at Roland's arm!

"Wow! It's a log! It's going to blow off the goblin's head in one shot!

"... that's oak."

"... I want to be hugged by that muscle"

""eh? ]

"Hmm?

Wester has the same muscles as Roland's body. Did you not notice because you usually wear loose clothes? It's a muscle that's swollen so much that it's not a fine macho. I'm really wondering where those pectoral muscles have been hitherto.

Wester rings his neck bones and his knuckles, turning his fearless smile on his uncle.

Uncle also responds to the provocation by showing off his log-like arms and his broken abs.

"Five coins in Roland!

"I'm a Westa seven coins!

"I'll spend one copper coin!

"[" Ooooooo!

While the two glaring, the villagers Gamblers are betting more and more money.

Sure, the men in this village like to gamble. Well, this may be a big pleasure in the countryside with little entertainment.

With increasing heat, they place their elbows on a large wooden barrel and entangle each other's right arms.

"Kyu aa aa aa ah!

"OK!

"The strong arm of a man intertwined!

"Sweating along muscles that excite"

"'Eyes staring at each other at a distance enough to take their breath! ! ]

For some reason, the rotten people who get excited here. The yellow voice that far exceeds the male team causes further buzz.

"... arm wrestling is popular with women every year."

"... Oh, yes."

"Is it your bride there? Are you not listening to anything?

"I've heard it only once but didn't tell me. What is the rule passed down from generation to generation? "

"Well, don't worry about that."

"That's right."

Nearby young men discuss simple questions. There are many things that make you happy if you don't know anything in the world.

I moved away from the crowd with a bitter face. Because the number of people increased rapidly, I couldn't see the uncles from my small height.

"start!

"Uooooooooooooo

"Funnuuuuuuuuuuu!

In response to the voice of the start, the anger of the villager “Gambler” and the yellow voices of the rotten people wrapped around the square.

× × ×

"That beautiful and smooth blue hair!"

It was the hair of that older sister who loved my vision. That hair, reminiscent of a clear river, must be that person.

Turning around the corner, which has already disappeared from view, I hurry to follow you.

On the way, I heard someone calling me, but I don't know. That's not the point right now.

And when you turn around the corner, you see Emma's back.

A white nape that is slightly hidden behind blue hair. Thanks to the lack of training by the vigilante today, it is not always a training suit with a wooden sword hanging. It looks like a village girl with a long brown skirt with white sleeves and a tightly squeezed waist. I'm approaching to call out, feeling fresh in my unusual outfit.

Then I saw a bastard with a dull pudding head, as tall as me, walking next to Emma.

"Ema, who is that!"

"e?"

"Huh? Who are you guys?"

At the same time Emma looks back, the boy with freckles casts rude words.

It's a bastard to suddenly meet and call people.

"No, you didn't call that first?"

The bastard glances at me with a half eye, as if the voice in my heart was leaking.

"Kor, Thor! Don't say that! He's Alfleet, the second son of the lord."

"Well, what about this guy?"

"Don't call me rude! I'm sorry Alfleet, my poor brother."

Emma smiles bitterly and lowers the head of a boy called Toll.

"... it's bad ... even my sister is at home-"

"What are you muttering?"

Emma's older sister pulls Thor's cheek, muttering while being sullen.

Are you OK? A boy named Thor is in tears. I'm pulling my cheeks too far and seeing my gums and throat.

When Thor screams, “Oh, it hurts!

"Well, I'm sorry, I'm Emma's brother, Thor. The age is eight."

Tall greets her tears while rubbing her cheeks. Is Emma older sister really strong?

"I'm Alfleet, the second son of a lord here. Regards, I'm six years old and have a brother and sister."

"Hmm? Older sister? Lord? No way!"

"Hmm?"

When I heard my introduction, Thor screamed after thinking something.

"Are you a little Alfleet?"

"Yeah? What?"

Tall suddenly lowered his body. What? Thor didn't change his attitude, even though I knew I was the second son of the lord. Nevertheless, did I say that this would change the bullish attitude of Toll?

While thinking like this, Thor calls Emma to take me to the side of the road.

What is it? I can't read Thor's thoughts.

"And what? What's the story?"

"Um, that ... that's that.

When I hear, Thor suddenly begins to scramble and speak crisply. Something interesting is the movement of the buttocks moving around

"I'm not your mother, so I don't know."

"Well, that's why.-Is there a fiancee?"

"Yes? What's your fiance?"

I don't know what it is, but it's hard to hear because my voice is low and my face is sneaking while saying.

"Dakarara! I'm asking if there's a fiance for Elinora!"

“…………? Oh, oh, oh, oh!