Tensei Shite Inaka de Slowlife wo Okuritai

The next morning. Because Nord's father and Elna's mother got hooked on skiing too, I was attached to the two orders and came to Ellman's workshop.

Thanks to this, I was able to avoid mountain skiing with my sister Elinora of the day, but in the end I was supposed to go with the whole family and it wasn't avoided.

Or did the design already make sense for Ellman to do it for me to follow?

"Dear Nord! And Master Erna!? What the hell happened to you today?

After all, I guess the impact and meaning of having a lord's son and daughter is different from having a lord and his wife.

Ellman rushes over in a big hurry.

The packed villagers make way for nature and the craftsmen who were working accidentally stop their hands.

I'm just walking with you, but it's refreshing that everyone clears the way.

Is this the lord's aura? After all, power is completely different in second boys and eldest daughters.

"Sorry for suddenly pushing you while you were busy"

No, there's no annihilation.

Erna, who speaks with a perfectly outgoing smile, and Erman, who looks completely frightened.

You're not half as oppressed because you have beautiful men and beauties in front of you.

"I want you to make Al's contemplated ski today. Can you make me and Erna's share?

"... I understand. That and part of the sales were going to be collected and paid for later. Sorry for the delay in reporting."

Yeah, speaking of which, this has been a game I've been thinking about, and since that's taking shape as a product, is it natural that revenue will come into our midst?

I just made it during this time, and I totally forgot because I had no idea about business.

When she was returning to me, Elna's mother smiled at me.

Even with play, that would mean staying strong.

I was wondering why Ellman needed to come with me when he made it exactly. Is this what happened?

"You don't have to apologize. Because if you look inside the workshop, you know you were suddenly busy moving out. On the contrary, I'm sorry you're always suddenly involved."

"No, thank you for your consideration. Now let me take my measurements quickly."

It's also my downfall, which I didn't sum up exactly, and Ellman couldn't move with the creation of my and Sister Elinora's orders.

Nord Dad responds calmly, without blaming him because he knew that.

Exactly. With a boss who understands like this, it must have been easier to work in a previous life.

Nord, Dad's in Rael. Elna, your mother asks Luu to take her measurements.

Two people who came later are getting into the work as a priority, but no one will complain because they are lords and wives.

But I came with an escort. I'm free. I have explained skiing to Ellman beforehand, so I don't need to talk.

I didn't really want to be in a different workshop so I go outside to get some air.

Unlike in a workshop heated with magic conductors, the outside air is cold. But that temperature difference felt good.

Looking at the bright white snow scenery and bawling, hunters and thoughtful villagers came out of the woods.

My partner's dog is also walking beside him. It's a dog breed like a Siberian husky. Lovely elongated tail with moffy black and white fur.

"Dear Alfried, Hello."

You noticed me staring at the dog, the hunter comes to say hello.

"Hello. Did you get your prey?

"I looked around, but you didn't have any prey."

"After all, if it's so cold, the animals aren't moving either - because, wow"

"Whoa, whoa!"

What a conversation, he pushed me down when the dog was ready.

When I'm pushed down by the boffle of snow, the dog's face is covered all the way as it is.

And I'll be sentenced to a pepper in no time.

"Oh, that's a little awkward!

Pushing Moffmov's body back to confront him, but only the hounds and the power inside.

Or it weighs quite a bit. Isn't this guy heavier than me? It's subtly pinched.

When it is, but it stays, the hunter finally pulls me apart.

"Thank you."

"Excuse me. I'm just a kid. I'm telling you, don't push people down on your own."

A dog who is angry with his owner, the hunter, and shunned.

Even such a face is adorable, so animals are irregular.

"What's your name?

"Oh, my name is Nicole."

"... sorry, that was a bad way to ask. What's this dog called?

"Ah, was it that way! This is a rug."

My way of asking was bad, but I'm ashamed of my current exchange.

Nicole tells me the dog's name while blushing.

"Come, Rug"

When I gave in a little and said so, Rag quickly reacted and came.

Unlike earlier, this time it was set up properly, so I don't have to worry about being pushed down unnecessarily.

But he's full of ramblings hitting my body, rubbing my head, and flying around.

It is difficult because it is not able to capture movement even as it moffs the body.

"... you're moving so hard"

"Apparently, we haven't moved enough yet. We didn't have any prey to chase this time."

I guess I couldn't run as much as I wanted because Locke didn't have any prey. Maybe it's incomplete combustion in the rug.

That said, I'm not aggressive enough to be attached to a rug and exude it, and I don't feel like I can follow it when I see the tension jumping in front of me.

Rugs run around, and yet figure out how I can make it easier.

Then I came up with something I could do because this is the season.

"That's right. Let's play dog zoli."

"Is it Zori the dog?

As Nicole tilts her neck, I make a big soli out of dirt magic.

I can sit alone, and my legs are like ski boards so it's easy for me to pull them on the lug.

There is.

You're alive with the experience of making skis and snobs.

"Maybe you want me to pull this on the rug, right?

"That sort of thing. Any strings to lead the rug?

"Yes, I do."

Get a lead from Nicole to put on the collar and brace it in rugs and solids.

And when I sit back loosely on Soli, I raise my voice with majesty.

"All right, Rug. Run!"

…………

But the rug won't run me out.

I'm pretty embarrassed that I just ordered my fingers out loud.

"Um, excuse me. You have to let me."

"... that's a hound. You're well trained in places like this."

Is that a firm place in the habit of pushing people down on their own?

Rag is a hound for once. You mean unlike dogs and cats that are kept around there?

Restore your mind. I'll ask Nicole for her orders.

"Rug, go!

"One!"

When the rug barks and runs out, my soli progresses in the form of being pulled by it.

"Whoa, whoa! Faster than I thought!

It's another different feeling than skiing or snowboarding. A strong run of rugs pulls the sleigh together and takes us down the snow path.

One dog can pull off until he weighs roughly as much as his body.

The rug is also bigger in body and definitely weighs more than me so it looks like I can pull even one head with ease.

Solid slipped and a pleasant breeze stroked my skin - no, this could be a little cold.

The wind hitting your face and ears is also cold because of the unexpected speed. It's still a bearable level, but I slightly regret that I should have put on my hat and eartips securely.

Still, it's comfortable to just sit there and move on.

"It's great to travel with the power of others."

I recently moved around with a metastasis, so I feel painful. It stinks of trouble to move around on your own, no matter how convenient your powers may be.

If you were sitting like this, you'd feel most desirable to be moving around on your own or getting where you want to be.

I think that with a look at the prettytail of a swinging rug in front of me.

"You're quite a distance away. It's time to go back.

Quite a distance from the workshop I noticed. That Rag only listens to Nicole.

Doesn't that mean I can't stop by myself? Could it be that I'm going to keep running until I feel like a rug?

"Nicole! Help me! My orders won't stop me!

I immediately asked Nicole for help.