Tensei Shite Inaka de Slowlife wo Okuritai

I suddenly glanced at the living room after dinner.

Erinora unnie? It seems that he is prone on the sofa and is enjoying the slime pillow.

I don't feel like I'm conscious of me busy now.

Silvio is no longer in the living room because she has returned to coloring battle pencils.

At the table, Dad Nord and Elna enjoy a cup of tea after a meal and chatting.

As usual, the couple is also a spectacular scene.

I thought so and Father Nord's gaze turned away from her mother.

Although for a short while, my eyes are aligned with me.

… What is it? It's not just a glance, it's like a purposeful match.

I felt that I had something to say.

Yup? Is there something that Father Nord wants to tell me?

Or was there something I had to tell Dad Nord?

I don't remember doing bad things these days, like setting fireplaces, making dried fruits, and chopping firewood.

One thing to report or consult separately ...

"-I'll show you what I'll do if I make something now"

I remembered that I had made such an appointment with Dad Nord on my way to Silford territory.

"……Ah"

I'm making a battle pencil right now, but I think I didn't report anything to my dad.

Surely, Nord knows that somewhere, and there must be something I think that he will not consult at all.

"What's wrong?"

"I just want to report to my dad."

"Do you want to report to me? Did you remember that now?"

With a smile, Dad Nord asks if he remembered it now.

Oops, this is sure you know I'm making battle pencils.

"No, I was just asking when it would be convenient to report."

I do not say that I remembered it. He remembered it and was trying to report it at a convenient time.

There is no point in being angry at confessing that you have forgotten bother.

"Okay. Alright, so let's hear the report."

Did you decide that I couldn't ask me any more to cut Shira, Dad Nord said so.

Either way, this time it has not been completed yet, and it has not been spread.

It's the difference between the last time you did not report until you spread it and sell it to the tree. I have grown up too.

"What?-Have you made something strange again?"

"A weird thing is rude. It's just a play tool."

Erinora unnie, who was sulking, came to the table, saying that he was interested.

"So what did you make this time?"

I explained to my father, Nord, about battle pencils.

"Why isn't this time a play that moves the body like a pitch target?"

Erinora unnie seemed to be a little disappointed with the play of just rolling a pencil indoors.

The concept is to be able to play indoors in the cold winter. If you are thinking of something to go out and play, the concept will shift.

"I see, is there an actual thing?"

Dad Nord, who was thinking after hearing the story, asked.

"I'm in the middle of making it. It will be completed if Silvio finishes painting."

"I've already advanced to such a place. Al says that it is usually troublesome, but that kind of place is quick to act."

"Ehe"

"I don't praise you."

I told her that she couldn't be shy.

Why didn't you praise me?

"Hmm, I'm also doing Silvio."

Erinora unnie makes a meaningful statement.

Probably, it is not interesting that only one of the siblings is not involved.

I'm not interested in making play, but it doesn't seem interesting to be out of this circle.

I understand my feelings a little, but this time I didn't help my clumsy Elinora unnie.

"Because it was a craft this time. If there is play that moves the body like a throwing target, I will also have Elinora unnie help me."

"Yes, that's fine."

Erinora unnie was reluctant to look after me as if she was satisfied or dissatisfied.

I'm a little annoying sister, but I think this kind of place is pretty and appropriate for the year.

Erinora Unnie, who has good motor nerves, can reproduce valuable play as imagined, so she can get valuable data.

"I've figured out how to play, but is it just fun to roll a wooden stick?"

"It's fun because it's simple. Play it if you can do it."

Even if you explain how to play, people who are not familiar will not understand well.

Even if it's a kendama, in a simple way, it's a game of manipulating a stuck ball to stab or put it in a hole. It doesn't feel attractive even if it's just words.

It is best to actually play with these sensual things.

"I knew I was making it anyway. Thanks for the report. You're not going to sell it like Reversi or Jenga?"

"Yes, I don't have any particular plans. I don't know if it will sell in the first place."

"Yes"

After hearing my reply, Father Nord seemed relieved.

I don't feel I need to make any more money.

Thus, I was a little bit, but I was able to make a proper report to Father Nord.

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"Al, coloring and coating are over!"

Two days after reporting to Father Nord. Mr. Silvio finally brought a painted and coated battle pencil.

"Oh, that's finally completed. Show me."

I said so, Silvio put a colored battle pencil on the table.

Wonderful, the background of the illustration is painted, and the text notation is painted white so that it is easy to see, and the letters are painted black so that it is easy to see.

The lower half of the surplus was also combined with stripes and colors so that it would not get tired when viewed alone.

"Silvio is amazing. You could paint it so well."

"Hey, it took some time because of the details."

Brother Silvio humbly says, laughing shyly.

No, I'm no longer a professional craftsman. If you can paint it on paper, you can still color battle pencils that are difficult to paint.

I guess this may have found an unexpected talent for Brother Silvio.

"The coating is also thinly stretched."

"Yeah, it was meaningless if I prevented rolling, so I painted it carefully."

There is no hardening of the coating resin or unnatural swelling.

Perfectly coated without stickiness.

At first, I thought that I should play with hexagonal wooden sticks with appropriate illustrations and notations, but when I noticed it was of ridiculous quality.

It's not the same as the previous life, but it's a work that is quite close to it.

I was pretty excited about the performance that made me groan even if I knew Battle Pencil.

"Let's play right away!"

"Yeah, let's do it!"

The door of the room was knocked when I wanted to play with Silvio immediately.

It was Sarah who knocked.

"Yes, what happened?"

"Alfleet and Triela want to say hello."

"Tory? Not an employee?"

Triela Shokai is now a large firm that has its head office in the capital city. Its main tree basically works in the royal capital.

Recently, he has been busy connecting with the aristocrats and spreading table tennis at Kagura, and often dispatches only employees to Koriat Village to go to business.

"Yes, I'm Triella."

However, it seems that Tory, who should be busy this time, has come to the office.

Did you think it was better to put your face out, or do you have any aim?

I don't know, but it may be too late to come right after the battle pencil is completed.

"... I see. I'll play with the battle pencil and say hello."

"No, let's go to say hello right away."

Speaking of giving priority to play, she was scolded by Silvio.