Tensei Shite Inaka de Slowlife wo Okuritai

Winter. It is the earliest sunset season of the year. It seems the same in this world.

Is it now about Christmas day in Japan?

Christmas. For a lover, this may be the biggest day of the year.

Christmas Eve on the 24th. Christmas on the 25th. You eat cake on both days, but many people may not understand the difference.

First of all, Christmas comes from a Christian culture.

However, for the unfamiliar Japanese, it has become a day when the creatures that are just being swayed by the corporate strategy and making sense of themselves without knowing the meaning are singing.

In the first place, Christmas is to celebrate the birthday of Jesus Christ, the savior of Christianity, not a day when couples simply squash.

What do couples in the world do on a sacred day?

As long as I'm sad.

It is such a troublesome season, but of course there is no Christmas in another world.

That means nothing to me, single. Great.

So, I spend as usual without thinking.

Today's weather is snow. Tomorrow, Coriat Village will transform into a pure silver world.

However, I think that the temperature drops because of that and it is too cold.

I don't know if you will miss your skin in this cold season.

I have no one to snuggle with, and my mind and body just freeze.

"... Al"

Elinora unnie, sitting next to the sofa in the living room, calls me with a gentle voice.

No way Elinora unnie. Watch me lonely! … If this is my sister, I ’m not lonely. I wonder if there is a warm family.

I put my hopes on my eyes and go to Elinora unnie.

"What, Elinora unnie"

"……tea……"

“…………”

"... Replace it."

"……Yes"

I thought that was the case.

× × ×

The snow is reflected on the pleasant morning sun and the various places shine.

It seemed that snow had fallen very much yesterday, and when I got out of the mansion, it was all white.

I put on my snow protection, and walked out of the entrance. Every time I breathe out, the white breath is exhaled, and the snow feels crunchy and interesting.

I crouch down, take off my gloves and try to grab the snow.

It's cold. It is natural, but snow in another world does not seem to be different from Japan.

I hurriedly put my gloves on and raised my hips.

Looking at the roof, Bartolo used a scoop to remove the snow on the roof. I'm fine early in the morning.

Somehow I made a snowball with mischief and threw it at Bartolo instead of greeting in the morning.

"Now !?"

My snowball hit the floor with a bang on Bartolo's waist.

"Hahaha"

"Shaved, you've done it"

Bartoro turns around and throws a scoop, collecting a snow while smiling with a militant smile. And in the end, the snow forms a round shape, and the snowball rises.

"Cho, Bartoro-san. That's not too big !? I'll die if I use the height and throw it out!"

Looking at a snowball like a cannonball in Bartolo's big hand, I rushed to hide behind a tree.

If you hit that kind of thing, your face will be replaced by little kids like the popular Anpan.

It also comes with a bonus to make red flowers bloom.

"Oh? I thought you had declared war with knowledge?"

Bartolo smiles with a nihil, and further compresses the shell.

It's already rock-solid? I'm seriously dangerous.

"Let's start the battle!"

"How old are you raising your tension !?"

"Relieved!"

I was worried about my plunge, and the shell came with an angry voice.

"Wow! The branch broke!"

"In such spring, it will grow again with the buds!"

Once you are a cook and servant. Is that ok.

In any case, it is obvious that it will be done. I also hurry to make a ball.

However, the body of a six-year-old cannot produce a powerful ball.

Strength and size are not good either. Above all, throwing power is not enough.

In comparison, Bartolo uses large hands and powerful power, and mass-produces shells one after another.

Isn't Bartolo a little nervous?

While Bartolo makes ammunition and throws snowballs while exposing it,

"Effective effect!"

Shit, physique is too different in the first place.

"Hey!"

Bartolo throws shells one after another at me, which jumps out of the shadow of a tree.

Oh, it's strange. It's not the snowball fight I know.

I manage to run away, but the snow that rolls up every time a snow cannon hits the ground.

Take a distance to try, but throw a cannonball with such a thing. Rather, I feel that the speed and weight are increasing because of the distance.

"What happened! Just do you run away or shaved!"

"That bastard. It's wasted and lively. If you're that kind of mind, I'll do it here."

I am determined and walk in front of Bartolo.

"Oh? Do you want to face me from the front?"

"Oh, yes. I'm not going to move one step further. Why not avoid it?"

"Hey, I'm okay, I promise like that."

"It's okay. I won't forgive you for crying and apologizing!"

"This is the line!"

"Let's start from Bartolo first."

When I urge with a generous smile, Bartolo wrinkles deeply in her face and shakes it with a snow cannonball in her hand.

The swing is like a professional pitcher. Stunning form. Koizitsu, don't get used to it.

"Don't fall down in one shot!"

The cannonball used without exhaustion of Bartolo's whole body groans and approaches me straight.

I look at it without panic.

"……shield"

A colorless and transparent rectangular wall appears at the same time as my spun spell, preventing snow cannonballs.

“Hah !? Cho !! Did you use your magic!

"I haven't heard the rules about using it!"

"Now it's banned!

"No, no, I'll be restrained just in case."

I use ice magic to activate my hand by imagining my hands as if tangled with Bartolo's feet. Yeah, thanks to the snow, the consumption magic power is small and easy. After all, magic efficiency is greatly different from making from scratch and using things on the spot.

"Wait a minute. What's the ice on this leg!

"Then it's my turn."

Sentence to Bartolo, I pick up the snowballs and ballos thrown by Bartolo and make them float in the air with the non-elemental magic "Psychic".

The number will be roughly thirty or more.

"Hey, wait a minute. What's the amount!"

Looking at the snowballs floating in the air one after another, Bartolo manages to squeeze out his voice in a stunned manner.

"I'm gonna go!

"Hey Alfleet !? I'm sorry! I'm from Snow Country and I'm on track."

The tension was high on the street, and it was quick to make snowballs.

"No!"

I denied Bartolo's begging for life with a smile and fired snowballs all at once!

"How about!"

Bartolo, who had been detained, could not move and was blown back from the roof.

I fell off the roof, but the snow was piled up and it became a cushion, and the guy's physique wouldn't hurt me anymore.

"Oh, oh!"

Look, I'm fine.

But what am I doing from the morning? Although he was supposed to take a light walk, he had a magical snowball fight.

Although the body was warm thanks to Bartolo.

"Hey, Ah!

I can hear the voice calling me who was breathing. If you look, you can see Thor behind the snow-white gate. When approaching, there is another unknown boy next to me.

Who is it?

"Yo Al! Let's play because the snow is piled up!"

"Good, but who's next?"

It's a solid boy for a child, or a fat boy in a straight ball.

A boy with brown hair that has a fluffy atmosphere somewhere.

Somehow similar to someone.

"Oh, I'll introduce you. This is Asmo. My friend."

"It's Asmo. I'm hanging out with Thor because of my neighbor."

"I'm Alfleet, hello. Is your neighbor the brother of Sheila?"

"that's right"

Yeah, I see. It's as big as it is.

Immediately, I looked at my stomach and asked Asmo.

"By the way, how many months are you pregnant?"

"Yeah. It's already three months of pregnancy-you denied the flow of the conversation you were saying?

I heard that, and for a while Thor's laughter did not stop.

A strong guy came out again.

This was my first encounter with Asmo.