Tensei Shite Inaka de Slowlife wo Okuritai

"Hey! Al! It wasn't the most expensive liquor ... the cork brought a big one!"

After finishing making rackets for four people with earth magic, Irvine and malt returned with gladly holding a large wine bottle.

Irvine then puts a large wine bottle down on the table.

"Oh! Oliga's red wine!

"This time, there is a great cause called the order of the nobleman, Alfleet.

It was great! Hey, Alfleet? "

Irvine laughs grinningly and turns his eyes here to confirm.

No, no matter how noble, no matter what. How valuable is it rarely available in a kingdom?

I hear that high value alcohol is very expensive ...

Well, when it comes to time, let's forgive by completing table tennis at will and selling it to the tree as a product.

"I know so open it, Irvine."

"Hey!"

I gave permission and Irvine gladly pulled out the wine cork. The sound of the cup squeaked around because the wine bottle was bigger than usual.

Irvine hands me a big cork.

"So what do you do with this cork?"

"Shape it round and make it a ball."

"I'll do it!"

When I said that, Rumba took out a knife from her pocket in Kagura's clothes and began to cut cork.

I didn't carry a big sword, but she seemed to have something to protect her.

To be honest, I wasn't very confident that I could make cork a beautiful sphere, so I'm glad to offer it.

I just thought it was dangerous if I did it.

Rumba sharpens the cork in her hand with a knife, not to look good.

Because of living as an adventurer, you may be good at sharpening with a knife like this.

After seeing Perumba sharpening the cork in a rhythmic manner, Irvine and Malt were pouring red wine into the glass to see when they were ready.

Then I hit a glass with a chain to make a toast, and it slowly fanned it.

"Koo! It's expensive and easy to drink!"

"Oh, this is the best wine ever!"

"Hey, you guys. Can you leave it to me?"

Because there are two people who are drinking happily, Rumba told him to press his heart.

How nice. Even if I was an adult, it was mixed with a drink cup.

In that way, Rumba cut the cork, and Irvine and Malt were drinking red wine, and I could hear many footsteps descending from the second floor to the lobby.

"It's bad! Hide the wine!"

Immediately, Irvine stood up and hid his wine glass behind the sofa to see if his adventurer's crisis detection skills worked.

Malt silently held a wine bottle and hid it behind a stone in the garden.

The moment the malt finishes hiding his wine and returns to the lobby, he raises his despair.

"Hey, you smell the wine!"

"What's the matter? What can I do with it ?! Ventilation! Fan and fan!"

Even though there is no fan, what do you do?

"I don't drink and I don't care?"

Why did Rumba, who cuts cork, think that this time he was really good, just to say that.

"Oh! Perrumba is terrible!"

"Sir Alfleet! Can you manage with magic?"

Since the two panicking can no longer be seen, I will activate the wind magic to evoke the air in the lobby.

"As expected, Alfleet's boss!"

Don't say boss. You're drinking wine from a merchant, and you feel like a bandit.

As I plunge that way in my heart, the men coming down from the second floor come into the lobby with Zoro Zoro.

From the appearance of having towels and changing clothes, everyone will take a bath.

Whether the tree at the top noticed us, shouting hands.

"Alfleet! Isn't everyone taking a bath?"

"No, we're in and we're slow here."

We came back and came in right away.

I don't feel like I can do it slowly even if I enter while surrounded by twenty or thirty men. The picture is going to be worse than yesterday's pillow throw porori.

"Is that so? Then we'll go in."

When I declined, Tory easily took the man from the firm and disappeared into the bath.

Irvine and Malt exhaled reassuringly, as the Petries did not respond.

Then start preparing wine again. They are the same people as ever.

"Okay, it's done! Al, is this something good?"

If the rumba is finished, he will pass a cork that is completely round.

Oh, it's strange that the cork is round.

"Yeah! It looks like this! Afterwards you can try and make fine adjustments."

"all right"

I dumped the cork shavings into the trash, and I immediately moved to the garden with a cork ball under the table tennis table. Rumba came along, and Irvine and Malt came with their glasses. The same is true of Sannosuke, who monitors us.

"And how do you play this?"

Rumba asks me somehow if I can't help but care.

"I hit a cork ball with a racket here and put it on the opponent's court."

"Oh !?"

While saying that, I hit a cork with a racket for a trial, and the cork bounced on the rumba court.

Perumba is surprised by the cork that suddenly bounces and catches him.

"If you catch it, you have to hit it back with a racket."

"Oh, let's do that!"

When I say so, Rumba flies a cork ball onto my court with a careful swing that doesn't fit the giant.

I hit the cork ball that bounced back in the same way.

In the same way, Rumba returned, but this time he went outside without entering my court.

"Oh ..."

"Yes, Rumba's goal. I got one point."

"I see! The one with the most points wins!"

Say what Rumba was convinced of, in my words.

I'm just playing around with me.

"Yes, it's better to win the eleven points first.

Irvine and Malt, the outfields, and Sannosuke, who was watching, nodded to be impressed.

"Hey, something looks interesting."

"Well, it's not flashy, but it's good for light exercise. If you move too hard, you're going to get angry with Sannosuke or the landlady."

"... you're just noisy, it's reserved, and if you're modest, we'll say noisy

I won't do it. "

It is exactly what Sannosuke says.

However, with this table tennis, I don't think there will be a lot of noise. ……Perhaps.

Because you only hit each other across the court, you can enjoy it while keeping moderation. At least it won't be as loud as yesterday.

"Well, Rumba. Why don't you try it now?"

"Let's come anytime!"

I pick up the cork ball that fell on the ground and hit it to Rumba.

Perumba may have gone out earlier, so she slowly puts her racket on my court and puts it in my court.

When a man as large as Rumba shakes his racket compactly, it looks cute.

It is a pity to aim for a course against a beginner as expected, so I gently return to continue the rally

Pass

Hmm, the cork ball is working without any problems at the moment.

Some bouncing sounds can be noisy, but this wouldn't be enough to make you eye-catching. Minosuke has not said anything at the moment.

Rumba caught a cork ball on the wall instead of the net while doing the rally while thinking about such a thing.

"Wow !? Something was blocked by the wall !? I wonder if this is in the way !?"

"Ah, it's interesting because it's there. I'm striking it over the wall."

Relaunch the rally while calming Rumba trying to remove the wall.

The cork ball bounces on the base made with earth magic and makes a consonant sound.

During this rally, Rumba was gradually getting used to it, and came to hit the ball with momentum. I feel like I'm starting to aim for the course, not just in front of me.

I think I'm getting better and more savvy because of my excellent sexual intuition.

It's a tantrum to just shake me and hit back, so I'm aiming for a place where Rumba is hard to hit back. Specifically,

It is a course that you can not hit unless you are a hand.

Rumba couldn't get the idea for the backhand course he hit early, so he was wondering how to swing and would swing empty.

It is a typical table tennis beginner.

"Ahahaha! @ Rumba empty swing!"

"It's difficult to hit the ball that came to the left hand?"

Rumba tilts her head without riding my provocation to see if she's full of heads shaken by the sky.

Then Rumba looked like he had come up and hit the ball against my backhound. In a quick shot, I hit the ball backhand.

"..."

Rumba saw it and grinned with a grin.

This bastard used me to learn how to hit a backhand.

Indeed, adventurers, do not choose any means to win.

If you care about it, don't forgive it.

I smashed the sweet ball that Rumba returned.

My height was low and I was driving, but the cork ball got enough acceleration and passed through the rumba court.

"Wow !? It's suddenly faster!"

Rumba, who couldn't respond to the smash at all, raises a surprise voice. Perhaps he thought it was just a game of gradual play with Konkon.

No, no, it's sweet. Table tennis is a very high-speed sport.

"Hey, I want to hit me now!"

"OK"

When I reply, Rumba picks up a cork ball that has rolled far away.

"Please hit the high ball that you could hit earlier."

"……all right"

While responding to the victory in a breeze, he doesn't trust Rumba.

In table tennis, nothing is as scary as a smash hit by a beginner. It is dangerous because it can be easily hit with force.

So I hit the ball at Rumba and at the same time put a shield in front of me.

"Oh!"

Rumba's smash hit the head, and the shield reflected it and a cork ball hit Rumba's face.