Tensei Shite Inaka de Slowlife wo Okuritai

"The sky is blue today ..."

I look up while laying down on the viewing platform in the sky that spreads out my field of vision.

The lookout at the top of the main mast has enough space for two adults to stand. If you pack it up, about 4 people will not enter.

If you have that much space, I, a seven-year-old, can easily lie down.

This limited small space is like a secret base for me and fun.

While originally this narrow space is cramped, if you think that it is surrounded by walls, it seems to be good. It's strange.

Your own base where only this small space will not be invaded by anyone.

Therefore, you will be excited in such a narrow place.

Additionally, this is a base about 30 meters above sea level.

No one else is at the same height as me.

To get here, you have to run up the shroud to get in.

Of course, as long as I'm here, I won't let you do that.

The shroud snaps when you just put on your weight, so you'll notice right away.

You can pour hot water as soon as the irvines and malts come up.

Fufufu, it ’s a perfect fortress! Exactly here is my sky fortress! Nobody can violate my sanctuary!

I'm confident that this fortress will be able to intercept before Elinora unnie enters.

Well, let's say you're releasing that older sister and taking a nap now.

The ship is swayed by the wind and swayed by the waves.

The sway of the waves is transmitted to the whole ship, and even the lookout stands shake slightly.

But it's like a cradle to comfort a baby, as I'm lying on the watch stand. The constant swaying of the rushing and the pulling waves seem to invite me to a dream.

Just above me, the seabirds are flying around while squeaking.

Listening to this, I'm deeply moved by the sea.

The sound of birds in Coriat Village is good, but the sound of seabirds is also good.

The voice that echoes moderately without being loud makes me feel relaxed.

A small body is not only bad.

This is the only way to enjoy it now. Let's enjoy enough.

But if you're not happy here, maybe the sun is a bit hard.

It's just a good season after spring, but because of the lack of a roof, the sun is shining.

Even though it's not summer, the sun at thirty meters above sea level is harsh.

Let's say that this is a little cloth and a cover.

I use space magic and squeeze my hand into the subspace while imagining a black cloth.

Then a black cloth was dragged by my hand, and I pulled it out.

After all it is black to absorb ultraviolet rays. White, which reflects ultraviolet light, is fine, but black cuts more and doesn't dazzle when viewed.

Well, I want to cover it, but there are no protrusions that can be covered with cloth at all.

Let's shoot a little thumbtack made with earth magic, which is a bit bad.

All right. Because it's a pretty small pushpin. I don't have a problem with this small hole.

Driving a thumbtack with a hammer that was newly taken out, I covered it with a cloth and laid down again.

"Oh, it's cooler and cooler than before."

I can hardly see the sky, but this is fine.

If you want to get in the sunlight again, just roll up the cloth.

I slowly close my eyelids.

Oh, the floor is a little hard.

Would you like to lay a blanket anyway?

Humans are really greedy and can't be real. Even if you're satisfied with one thing, there's nothing next, and there's nothing like this next.

However, I who are faithful to laziness have no intention of losing weight.

Immediately remove the blanket from the subspace and lie on it.

Then, pull out a new towel and pull it on your stomach.

In addition, cool air is sprayed around with ice magic to lower the surrounding temperature.

Oh, it feels cool and cool.

To keep this cool feeling, do you make a bucket with earth magic and throw ice?

Now you have a comfortable sleep ...

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Irvine notices that there is no Alfleet, and asks Malt to lie down on the deck.

"Hey, malt. Where is Alfleet?"

"Ah? Speaking of which, I haven't seen it before. Where did you go?"

The malt wakes up and looks around.

I haven't seen Alfleet since playing the tag and getting bored with the Tarzan Rope. I looked into the cabin to kill time earlier, but Alfleet was nowhere to be found.

Realizing that there is no Alfleet anywhere on this ship, Irvine utters the worst worst pattern.

"Hey, I guess you're not going to fall into the sea anyway?"

"Because it's a child. I'm looking into the sea and you can do something like ..."

Malt whispered blue to the face of Irvine's words.

After all, Alfleet is a small child of seven years old.

It is quite possible that you will fall over to look at the sea from the ship and fall.

"Yabezo! It's important that the escort target was suddenly drunk!"

"Wait, wait!-Before that, check the ship again and ask the people around you."

Irvine regains calm in the words of Malt.

Yes, it is. Alfleet is a small child, and I may have missed it.

Well, Aleucia just called out when I was thinking about asking other people.

"What are you making of this time?"

Every time Irvine and Malt make a stupid fuss, they seem to say that they are thinking that they are not Roku again.

"Oh, Aleucia? Did you not see Alfleet ?! He couldn't be anywhere!"

"You may have fallen into the sea!"

As Irvine and Malt roll up, Aleucia places his hand on his waist as if stunned.

"I don't mean that. He's on the main mast watch stand."

"The main mast watch stand? What are you in that narrow place?"

"Or rather, I was climbing to that place ..."

Irvine and malt look at each other's faces.

"... Huh, we're children and we're escorting, so take a look."

Looking at the situation of these two people, Aleucia deepened the color of the dread.

Although it is free time, adventurers cannot take a break as long as there is an escort target.

It was not a praise for not knowing the location of the escort, no matter how many others were watching it. The two escort questers couldn't go back because they knew it.

"... Do you want to check the lookout anyway?"

"Yes."

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Irvine and malt climbed up to the main mast watchstand, which was covered with black cloth.

"Ah? Is there a black cloth covering the watch stand?"

"Is it a awning?"

Irvine and Malt lean on their hands while leaning on the cloth-but the black cloth was fixed with brown nails and could not be turned.

"... I'm fixed with something like a nail."

It looks like iron but not iron. This is made with earth magic.

Jenga made by Alfleet was also such a color.

Anyway, Irvine thought he was definitely here.

"Oh, this one isn't fixed.

Invited by Malt, Irvine moves to the other side.

And rolled up the black cloth, and there was Alfleet, who was sleeping and sleeping.

Put a small body in a narrow space called a watch stand.

In addition, a blanket is laid carefully and the towel is hung on the belly.

You can see how seriously he was trying to take a nap.

"She sleeps in a place like this."

"Is Alfleet alone carrying a blanket and towel?"

"Why did you want to sleep here?"

The two were amazed, but suddenly noticed that the surrounding air was cool.

"... Isn't something cool just here?"

"Well, strangely the air is cold here ..."

Where does the chilly and refreshing cold air come from?

Irvine and Malt look around to confirm.

"Hey, there's something in that bucket."

"It's true. It's made with earth magic. Terrible. There's no distortion. Isn't it better than Ilya?"

You can make anything with earth magic. That being said, it can only be achieved with tremendous skill.

Even ordinary earth wizards can make simple walls and objects at best, and it is difficult to make tools. Wizards are neither blacksmiths nor designers.

Without extraordinary observation and modeling skills, even a bucket would not be satisfactorily made.

If made by an average person, it may be distorted or have holes.

Although, Alfleet is building his own home, such as his own home.

The court witch of the kingdom is also surprised.

"Oh, looking at Jenga, Ilya was dented."

Ilia, amazed at Alfleet's genga's sophistication, received a Jenga part from Alfleet, and was working hard to recreate it.

Let the magical story be depressed, lean forward and touch the bucket so that the malt does not cause al fleet.

"It's cold!"

"Huh?-Why is the bucket cold? Is it with ice?"

Just as Irvine said, he was right.

Malt grabs the bucket and looks inside.

"... is ice"

"Huh?"

Watching Malt muttering with a serious expression and voice, Irvine also hastily checks the contents.

It was full of ice and was constantly exhaling cold.

They both get the ice.

"Hey, why are there ice in this place !? Is it just past spring? Is there ice in the cabin?"

"Nobody loads the ice on a cruise .... I mean, it's real.

Then, it would be that you made this by magic later.

I couldn't think of anything else. Who in this world will load ice on ships?

Even if you carry it, it will melt and become useless.

If so, Alfleet can produce as much ice as he wants.

"... Do you borrow and eat this?"

"... Okay, that's it."

When I thought about it, I didn't have to hesitate. They look at each other and laugh.