Tensei Shite Inaka de Slowlife wo Okuritai

In the Slowlett's common room, I keep writing as many stories as I can imagine on the paper in front of me.

An epoch-making puppet show in which a doll is moved by magic and a voice is blown by wind magic. When I heard that, it became clear that the story I had dreamed of since my childhood became realistic.

Now I just keep writing the fantasy in my head to make it happen as soon as possible.

How much time has passed since you did such work? I noticed that the room was dim. As you can't write if you can't see the paper, you can turn on the light guide provided.

I'm happy that it's brighter, so I'll lower my consciousness again and start writing the script.

While I was writing for a while, I saw something green on the edge of the page.

What came into sight When I turned my eyes, it was Gekota, which I made with Alfried earlier.

Pum? This should have been in Alfleet's room ... If you have a doll in front of you, you can just love it.

"Hehehe, cute guy"

I stroke the plump gesota with my fingertips.

"Ah, tickling."

“…………”

Suddenly such an innocent voice was heard, and I stopped my finger stroking Geko.

... It seems like you've heard your voice now, but are you mindful?

Suddenly look around, but nobody is in my room.

Of course. The servant was kicked out and locked up to write a puppet play script. There is no reason anyone can come in.

In the room, the magic light is dimly lit.

"Huh, maybe ..."

"Can't you stroke me anymore?"

"Wow !?"

I was just an empty ear, so I tried to resume writing, but this time I heard a clear voice.

Incredibly, it ’s from the Gekota in front of me.

"Well, if it's Geko-Futari who was vocal from a while ago?"

"Yeah, it's oily!"

When I was afraid, Gekota moved her whole body dexterously and nodded.

The doll moves in front of you and shouts at the unexpected phenomena of even the utterance of a hot voice.

"It's stupid! That the doll is talking !?"

"It's not a doll!

Gekota shouts like a protest while dexterously jumping with short limbs.

From my point of view, it is the ideal figure that I had imagined since I was little. But that doesn't happen.

"No, but how do you talk--"

"Can't the doll Oira talk?"

When I asked such a question, I wanted to beat myself.

The doll is making a voice as Gekota moves in front of her. They are alive. You don't need a reason there.

"No, I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I was stupid to say stupid things! I forgive me!"

"Ah, that's--"

"That's it?"

"... No, nothing. Gregor, don't worry."

Gregor. The name is called from the doll that I made. It was a dream from a very young age and a very sweet sound.

The voice that Gekota calls my name echoes over and over in my brain.

Oh, just happy.

"Gregor? What happened?"

"Call me again."

I want to taste the sweet sound as many times as I want.

"Well, uh, Gregor?"

"once again"

"Gregor"

"Again."

"How long will Gregor be called!"

"I'm sorry, I'm glad I can talk to Gekota."

Talking with a doll is like a dream. No, this may be a dream. Still good. I want to soak in this happy time.

"What is Gregor doing then?"

"Hmm? Me? I'm writing a puppet play script in this room!"

"Hey! Awesome! Gregor is amazing to be able to write a script!"

"If you have a love for dolls, this is easy."

I was praised by Ninfufu and Gekota. I'm glad I can't stop the burn on my face.

"It might be a story about Gekota as the main character."

"What? Oira's story?"

"Oh, there is a small forest where there are small creatures, including Gekota. There are beautiful grass, water, and delicious food, and they have enjoyed and calm days there. , Such days are suddenly lost

RU! Humans cut down the trees and try to build big stores. Geko Taita, who is suddenly deprived of his place of residence, fights with creatures living in the forest to protect his location. This is the story of the friendship between Gekota and the fellow Mori.

It's also about the importance! "

“Wow, that's amazing!

Hearing the story I thought, Gekota jumped happily and was pleased.

Great. Just talking to Gekota, such a story was improvised. There is a theme, and it is good. That's because the theater in the royal capital emphasizes such places. This may not be a dream of a performance in a royal theater.

"Okay, let's get started!"

"Yeah! Oh no, it wasn't!"

"Muh? Is there something strange or strange?"

This is a story based on Gekota. Because he's a motif, he should follow his wishes as much as possible.

"That's not it, it's already dark? Isn't it dinner time? Let's eat rice!"

That is exactly what Gekota says. The room is completely dark because the sun's light has fallen. It's time to eat dinner. I am hungry, but there is something more important now.

"Yes, I have to finish this script in a hurry."

I have a duty to meet Alfleet's expectations in a hurry. Now, I want to prioritize completing the script over eating dinner.

"... doesn't that mean you don't want to eat with Oira?"

"No, not at all! I never thought of that."

"So, can you eat with me?"

To Geko, who is looking up at the top, I ...

"Eat. I don't care about script writing now."

"It was good! Then let's go eat!"

"Um!"

When I got up, Geko nodded happily and jumped off the table.

Sorry, Alfried. Gekota talks in front of me and invites me to eat together.

Eat rice with the doll. How can we do such a sweet thing?

The joy of sharing the food you dreamed of. That will come true now.

"Gregor, open the door!"

"Ah"

When I opened the door, there was a shy Tickle and Alfleet with an awkward face in the hallway.

"Why are they here?"

When I tilted my head, Geko-ta, who was at my feet, jumped with Pyeong-Pyong and fell in both hands of Alfried.

While staring at it, Alfried pokes his elbow on the side of Tickle.

Then the tickle opens his mouth,

"Oh, Gregor. I'm going to the dining room for dinner!"

Said in a light voice, exactly like Gekota.

The moment I heard it, I felt like I woke up from a dream.

"Oh, that ..."

"... No, it's good. Thank you for happy time."

I knew. The doll, that Gekota should not be talking. But I still wanted to believe in the miracle that was happening in front of me.

So, I pretended to not notice the small questions and was immersed in this happy time.

"Does this mean that Alfried moved Gekota and blew the voice of Tikle with wind magic?"

"Yes, that's right. What will the completed puppet show look like?"

A puppet theater envisioned by Alfleet, the best puppeteer. I'm a happy person who first experienced it.

Give movement and voice to the doll. I was able to understand how wonderful it was.

"Even so, what is the cheerful Gekota's voice for Tikku ..."

When I say so, Tickle immediately turns her face red and lowers her head.

"Uh, I'm ashamed.

"No, I don't have to worry. I was happy."

The tickle that looks relieved while looking up here is the usual figure itself, and the impression is completely different from the easy-going Gekota.

"Playing with a voice ... just a voice different from the actor ... a voice actor?"

"Good. Voice actor. A profession specializing in voice-only performance. He is the human resource needed to bring dolls to life."

When I muttered, Mr. Alfried nodded greatly.

"Hmm, is it a voice actor? Isn't it good? It's a wonderful profession that attracts your opponent just by voice!

Develop script for making dolls and nurture voice actors for puppeteers. Isn't there a lot to do?

However, I was impressed as I had just experienced. You don't have to worry if you want to reproduce it.

It was good to come to the Throwlet family. Since coming here, my world has become even more vibrant and exciting.

"Alfleet, we're talking about the voice actor career now."

"" Dinner before that! ""