Tensei Shite Inaka de Slowlife wo Okuritai

"... I'm going to have dinner a little more. When it's time, Largo will come to call me.

When you get out of the bath, Eric tells you so with a crooked expression.

"What about Eric?"

"... I rest a little in my room."

Eric said in a weak voice, and walked down the hallway with his tobotobo and tired oozing steps.

"... Is it tired from taking a bath?"

"No, because Al stimulated the trauma."

Silvio's rule is that he can go into my ridiculous blur.

But I was able to catch Eric's weaknesses thanks to the event just before. This gives me a better move when I play against Eric.

"... Al, you have a really bad face?"

"It's not like that, Silvio. Rather than Eric, we'll go back to the room to take a break."

"Don't bully Eric."

Impolite. I'm not a bully.

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""I'm home""

""Welcome back""

When you return to our large room, Elna's mother, Nord's father, and Elinora unnie will all reply.

Mr. Elna is standing by the window looking at the sea, and Dad Nord is sitting on the sofa and reading comfortably. Elinora unnie is grooming her armor on the carpet.

Everyone seems to be spending time before dinner.

Nice, this relaxed feeling of air.

When you are traveling, most work people are not able to work.

Apart from the predecessor's life when computers and the Internet were widespread, there is no such communication method in this world, so basically you can do nothing when you leave your workplace.

Nord Dad, who is always busy with his lord's work, is also completely off mode. Now she has a look full of freedom.

Is this sense of liberation from the secular world lost in the previous life? Even if it's a holiday, you may be forced to respond to e-mail or receive a call. Can it be called a holiday? A convenient world is also an idea.

Well, it doesn't matter now that such a previous life was reincarnated.

Right now, just enjoy this slow time in your heart.

I and Silvio go to the sofa to take a break.

"Oh ?? Al and Silvio have completely burned skin."

"Oh, really. Especially Silvio has red skin."

Apparently, changes in our skin seem to be obvious at a glance.

Mr. Elna, who was watching the sea from the window, smiled gently.

If you smile at the window like that, you're like a deep window daughter. The appearance of the hair fluttering by the sunset and the sea breeze coming in through the window is very picturesque.

"Apart from strong Al, it's better for Silvio to wear cream and a hat from tomorrow."

Erna's mother moves and starts fishing for her bag when she compares with her brother, Silvio.

"What? What is cream?"

"A cream that prevents sunburn."

"Huh? What's that? I would like to use it if there's one."

If you have such a convenient cream, I want to use it.

Is it used every year? I knew the existence itself for the first time.

"I don't need Al because I have strong skin? I don't use it all the time, and this cream is a luxury item that I can't afford."

Mr. Elna takes out the bottle with amber cream from the porch. And when I opened the lid, a fruity smell drifted.

It has a very good scent. I think that it contains medicinal ingredients, but it is probably scented in consideration of the users.

When I had such an impression, Mom closed her lid and fixed the bottle.

Apparently it was just to give me a sense of luxury.

"It's reasonable that Elinora and Elna don't tan every year."

"I don't let Elinora use it anymore."

"Huh? Why?"

If you are Elna, you should definitely apply Elinora to keep her girly.

It's funny that you didn't let it use.

"Because she doesn't get much sunburn, and she's out of the way so she doesn't even need sunscreen."

"Oh!"

Speak with Elna's mother and convince me and Silvio.

When I looked at Elinora unnie unintentionally, she was polishing her leather armor with a serious expression.

When I stared at the skin, I did not tan at all. It remains white as usual.

I think it's strange that you went out all day today and were doing a harpoon butt at the sea.

"But my skin is as enviable as my daughter."

"Well, Elinora is still young."

When she responded casually to her mother's enviable voice, she suddenly ran into chills on her body.

"... I mean, am I not young anymore?"

A voice resounding from the bottom of hell.

I fall into the sensation of being directly grasped by my heart, and I cannot breathe air well.

Even though it is summer, the air in the room feels very cold, and the skin is tingling with the sense of tension.

Everyone in the family was silent, and in the room I heard only Elinora unnie polishing the leather armor.

What should I do? I can't find a word that can reverse the previous words. Start twisting, start twisting. Overcome this desperate pinch with all the harsh words and compliments.

Rotate your brain. First of all, it's a sort of words that I have left.

"But my skin is as enviable as my daughter"

"Well, Elinora is still young."

"... I mean I'm not young anymore?

... Isn't it impossible? No matter how you repair it, it only means that Elna's mother is old.

I've been able to get over this with a lot of toys. Why can't the words that have come out of your mouth be irreversible?

Dangerous. I'm sorry. It is like affirming to be silent.

Oh, I have to talk something. I know it's true, but my throat doesn't move due to the incomprehensible pressure and tension.

That's right. Here I'll give Silvio a pass.

"Shi-"

"Sister, it's good to take care of your armor, but it's better to wipe your hair a little more?-It's still wet."

"I can't kill it even if I wipe it like this.

"No, it's beautiful hair. I'll wipe it now."

This bastard! Do you bother to Elinora-sister and wipe it off with a towel? Isn't it terrible to say your brother's pinch?

"Shi-What is it?"

“…………”

Mr. Elna talks, but she can't answer anything.

Can I have dinner?

"Maybe wrinkles have increased-"

"That's not it. Erna's skin is so beautiful. That's what I guarantee every day."

Suddenly, Mr. Norde stood up and said that he was escaping to reality as if he had given up halfway.

"Well, when I say that, I'm shy."

"Can I touch my cheeks?"

"I can't help it anymore."

Nord's father, hiding me from her sight, casually by her mother.

To be honest, there is no moment when I respect Norse Dad. Does a husband who can do even cancel out his son's grossness?

I move myself away with a sign, terrified by the courage of Father Nord.

I can't do anything if I'm remarkably poor at reworking the previous story.

Spend a few minutes doing so. The door was knocked with Konkon.

When Father Nord answers, the door opens quietly and Largo enters and bows.

"Everyone has been waiting for you. Dinner is ready and we will inform you."

"Okay, so let's have dinner."

"Yes. I'm hungry too. I'm looking forward to cooking seafood."

Apparently it's dinner time. To this, Elinora unnie, who was polishing his armor silently, returned to me and stood up quickly

Crap.

It seems that only convenient lines are heard.

Since it was time to move to the dinner dining room, Silvio, who was watching the sea from the window, and I, who was squeezing at the edge, also moved from the room.

Largo walks the lead, Dad Nord and Elna walk with their arms crossed, followed by our children.

Erna's mother and Nord's father seem to be on good terms. Anyway, it was good. Erna's mum fixed her mood. What would have happened if Nord hadn't followed up?

I breathed out as if I stroked my chest, and Silvio shouted.

"I'm glad Al. My dad helped me."

"... Erinora unnie can run away and say that line, right?"

"It's because Al looks at me with a bad smile. I really don't want to get involved in that."

"Speaking of origin, it's bad because Al says something extra."

Ugugu, Elinora's words are too correct to say anything. A little humiliation.

"Well, next is my mother's long-awaited seafood dish, and I'll forget if I eat it."

Silvio tells her to encourage her, but I don't think that alone would make a woman forget things.

Women are more likely to remember inconvenience forever.

As I walked thinking about that, I suddenly looked back at Elna's mother, who had crossed her arm with Dad Nord.

"There's no next?

I felt like changing my mouth shape and saying that.

Hey, you can't forgive me with just the dishes at hand. This time, I forgave him and forgive him.

I thought it would be nice to do a little hard work for tomorrow's lesson for Dad Nord.