Tensei Shite Inaka de Slowlife wo Okuritai

"Okay, we'll catch the big guys too! Can you lose to your patronage?"

"Ooh!"

When Douglas blasts, sailors respond vigorously and return to their respective fishing spots.

Perhaps because children like me caught douglas, adults couldn't lose. Everyone is holding a fishing rod in his hand, glancing at the sea.

I guess the fish will not be surprised if you stare at such a wind.

Speaking of which, I was worried because I wrestled with Douglas tuna, my arm was tired, and I couldn't hold a fishing rod. As expected, the physical strength of a seven-year-old child is poor.

So now Rumba is fishing for me.

Perumba will surely fish a stunning line with that hard arm, as long as the fish is hit.

By the way, the caught my tuna was immediately brought into the kitchen by the crew and the cook.

It is now being tightened immediately by the chef's hands, and is being processed and dismantled, such as draining blood.

I want to eat it later with sashimi, so I ask the chef to bring it if I can.

Fortunately, there is soy sauce at hand thanks to the tree. It is a great opportunity to eat the long-awaited sashimi.

Although there is a culture of sashimi in this world, it seems that it has permeated the area facing the sea.

As you did not see sashimi in the royal capital, there is not much culture of eating sashimi in the Misfilit kingdom far from the sea.

On the other hand, sashimi culture is pervading in Kagra, which is surrounded by the sea, and only a few people eat in the port town of Esport.

Yeah, it's really the country of origin of soy sauce. As expected it is Kagura.

I'm increasingly looking forward to arriving at Kagura.

While walking on the deck of the ship while thinking about such things, I heard a scream from the rear of the ship.

"Oh oh oh oh!"

"A little Aleucia! If you practice water magic, please do it there! Your clothes get wet!"

"That's distracting because everyone is fishing and running around!"

When I thought about it and looked at it, they were just practicing magic behind.

Apparently I'm practicing magic control as I said.

The whole body was soaked because of the failure to control Aleucia's water magic, and Ilya, sitting at the table, was caught in her feet and her feet were drenched.

When Ilya gets caught up in Aleucia's magic, she moves the table and chairs to the edge.

And Ilya was trying to reproduce Jenga's piece with earth magic.

While glaring at the pieces that I made and with rounded corners, I adjusted the shape through my magic with the earth magic I created.

I guessed that it was suddenly determined that the characters were impossible, so I started by making them the same size first. It's a distorted thing that can't be said to be a pretty rectangle, but if you've been doing it for months, it will be pretty.

Aleutian, on the other hand, cast a spell again to create a water polo in the air.

… One, two, three, four …… four. It seems that it can be put out stably.

Well, it is more effective to practice small movements with a small amount than to put out a lot.

When I see Aleucia moving the water polo with a sloppy motion, it becomes somewhat itchy.

You may have realized that the translation is different from hitting the demon with a water polo.

Aleucia thought the same thing, making his expression look steep.

I'm afraid she looks like a ghost, probably because her blue bangs are hanging over the water.

I was operating the water polo in front of me and thinking about what would happen, but I gently left because I didn't know what to do if I was angry.

Return to see the Irvines fishing on the deck.

Then, behind Irvine, driftwood, leather shoes, vases, cloth, and rope were stacked.

"What is this? Garbage?"

When I leaked such a word, he started laughing just as he could not bear the malt.

" Hahaha! Look at it! Alfleet-sama says that it's garbage too!"

"Wow!"

Irvine replied without saying the laughing malt in sight, even though he had been tampered many times.

Irvine still seems unable to fish. On the contrary, I think it is more difficult to catch anything other than creatures.

"If you say the excitement of Irvine when fishing a jar ... Kukuku"

"Where did the needle hook on the vase?"

I asked the malt who was killing her laughter.

Is the needle caught on a hard object like a vase? What can be done by hooking on the mouth? No, that alone would be removed before catching.

"It's more correct to have it caught in a small hole and a crack in the jar than to hook it. Indeed Irvine."

On the contrary, it's amazing.

I observe the vase while admiring the luck that should be called Irvine's useless talent.

There was a small hole in the surface of the rounded brown vase, and there was a spider web-shaped crack around it. A needle is often inserted in such a place.

When I was looking at the pot and driftwood, I heard a sound that was dragging from behind.

It's a bit different from the sound of a sailor passing or Irvine walking.

I felt strange about the sound, and I looked back slowly.

There is only the vase there, and the Irvines are still sitting on the porch.

……that's strange?

The moment you thought, the vase in front of you started to move.

Vase that moves while rubbing the squirrel, deck and jar. The jar stopped after moving about 10 cm.

I was stunned to see the incredible sight, but I immediately returned to me.

Even in a fantasy world, the vase cannot move on its own. Surely there are hermit crab creatures and demons inside.

While thinking that way, it is a creepy sight that the vase moves on its own, so take a gently distance.

Then, when you bow and stare, the jar shakes with a short creak.

… What is it? I feel like I'm convinced I've found a cockroach at home and that I'm behind a closet.

Something is in the vase.

Because I was so scared to see, I tried to call Irvine and a strange tentacle popped out of the hole in the vase.

"Wow!"

"What?"

When I leaked my surprise voice, members such as Irvine, Malt, and Rumba looked back.

"Uoooooo !? The feet grow from the pot!

"No, it's not a foot, it's a tentacle. To be precise, it's an octopus foot."

Douglas dismisses Rumba, trying to grab a big sword with a surprise voice.

Apparently, there are monsters in the sea, such as hermit crabs, that are as large as humans.

It is said that she carries a hard material such as rocks to compensate for sneak spots and blind spots.

"It's true. It's an octopus inside."

Irvine, looking into the contents of the vase, judges calmly.

What, octopus? I was surprised and lost.

Looking at me as I stroked my chest down, I laughed just as Rumba and others were helpless.

No, you'd be surprised if the tentacle suddenly came out of the vase.

"I did it, Irvine. I was able to catch one prey."

"I don't like it! You can't eat octopus, so you can't get in the game!"

"Huh? Are octopuses poisonous?"

Octopus is delicious. You can treat it and boil it to make sashimi, or grill it with salt and eat it.

Isn't it suitable for sake? Poison if you can't eat it?

"No, no poison, but can't eat it?"

Irvine plenty of disgust, pointing at the octopus that appeared from the vase.

"Is that so?"

"No, I don't think I want to eat it."

"I have never eaten"

"I know there's no poison, but I don't want to eat, and I've never seen anyone who eats it."

When I glance, Malt, Rumba, and Douglas respond like that.

Douglas, who has been living in the sea for a long time, says that probably there is no octopus eating culture here and there.

Surely you wouldn't normally think of eating a creature full of legs like a slime. Even so, I've been eating octopus in the past.

Isn't the first person who ate octopus, sea cucumber, sea urchin, etc. a genius?

I can't imagine from what point of view the octopus looks delicious.

But I know the taste of octopus, so I'm not afraid.

"Okay, let's cook a little octopus."

"" "Eh, eh, eh, eh!"

When I muttered like that, three people except Rumba made a voice as if they were pulling dong.

Impolite. They look at people like monsters, and if they cook properly, they become delicious.