Tensei Shite Inaka de Slowlife wo Okuritai

"Come on, your body's warmed up, and it's time to go"

"Finally!

Enjoying tea while watching the moist silver world set out to start skiing in the family.

Sister Elinora, who seemed bored by Father Nord's voice, just said she was waiting.

Thanks for looking at the scenery. Tea didn't seem to fit the sexual roots. They say you have such a beautiful view.

"... as far as I'm concerned, I just need to keep drinking tea and straightening it out."

"That's good too, because today's spirit is skiing"

Brother Silvio laughs bitterly when he hears my blur.

My whole family came here today to ski. I can't help complaining any more here.

Thanks to what I've done so far, I can now come easily with a metastasis. The next time I come, I'll make a kamakra here like walrust fishing and take it easy.

With that in mind, I wear ski boards on my feet like everyone else. Tighten the belt tightly to ensure the feet are securely secured.

Hold the stock firmly in both hands, wear the hat deeply and also wear the goggles.

I wouldn't call it clear vision like I did in my previous life, but my vision was securely secured even with goggles on.

…………

Next door, sister Elinora was wearing goggles as well, peeking into this one.

"What? Sister Elinora"

"Goggles make you look more riddled than usual, don't they?

"You think that my eyes are undermining my usual Ringo?

In retrospect, for example, Sister Elinora did not reply specifically as to whether she had lost interest.

Totally rude sister.

"It's so cool when your father and mother wear goggles."

Brother Silvio raises his admiration, so when he does his gaze over there, Father Nord and Mother Erna wear perfect goggles.

The usual gentle two eyes were a little blind, creating an atmosphere somewhere difficult to get close to.

It feels like "Ah, these people are pros..." you see in the ski resort, in one shot.

That's how much the two of them were fully equipped.

"When do you swing to wear goggles like this?

"I wonder if it's time for a request to crusade the demons that caused the sandstorms that appeared in the Lazur Desert"

"That was a tough request."

The two of them talk soothingly as if to blossom in an old story.

I did hear in my mother Elna's class that weather-made demons are the strength that classifies them as top. Then I guess it's not an easy-going memory that is generally classified.

"I mean, I've never heard of that, was it in a Dragonslayer book?

"No, the contents of the book Al bought me in the king's capital are just adventures within the kingdom."

Concerned and asked in a low voice, Brother Silvio shook his neck to the side.

This is not what happened in the kingdom of Misfilito.

Then it is possible that it has not become a book. Or if you go to the kingdom of Lazur, someone might write a legend about Nord's fathers in a book.

... Next time we go to the Kingdom of Lazur, we'll look for it.

"Well, let's go"

"Yes."

Father Nord and Mother Erna used the stock to slide down the slope at once.

If you look down at the slope, it's a medium angle.

It doesn't translate to the slopes I made for you around the village of Coriat or the mansion. And yet it's amazing to slip down without hesitation.

"Look, we're coming too!

Sister Elinora made her jump on the spot and spin the snob. The momentum was used to slide down the slope.

"Well, then, Brother Silvio. Don't leave me. Oh, some dialogue right now sounds like the protagonist of the story."

"I wonder if I would have been impressed without the last one. Anyway, nice to meet you."

I thought I had said a dialogue that didn't suit me, so I couldn't help it. It's the role of Brother Silvio and Father Nord to say these teeth floating dialogues.

"Well, I'll be there."

"Yeah."

Where Brother Silvio snorted firmly, we used the stock to move forward and slide down the slope.

Then, halfway up the slope, Father Nord, Mother Erna and Sister Elinora were slipping back as they looked up at this one.

but when I realized that we had slipped, I slipped forward like I was relieved.

I have an unfamiliar brother, Silvio, and I guess he was worried he was slipping down properly.

Or we all do clever things, don't we? Slipping in the back is quite challenging.

As you slide out of the slope, the ski board slides lightly to accelerate as the momentum remains. It feels good to slip sharply through the snow falling on Snow Mountain.

The wind is a little cold, but thanks to goggles and hats there is no obstruction. Instead, the cold air that strokes this skin can also be considered the flavor of skiing.

The length is limited on slopes made of snow magic, so it's time to brake, but we don't have to worry about distance here.

Instead, I get much faster than usual.

The top, where I was just now, quickly leaves me, and the view flows.

"Brother Silvio, are you okay with speed or something?

"Yeah, I'm a little surprised at the speed, but this is about it, I think I can handle it"

So far, the slopes are straight, and it looks like Brother Silvio is able to glide while controlling the speed well because of the few ups and downs.

However, it will be tough when sudden curves and ups and downs come out, so I'll be there to follow you well on the psychic.

I slip down to see how Brother Silvio is doing.

"Hmm! It's great to be able to slip as much as you want!

In the front, Sister Elinora was slipping at considerable speed.

Unlike the slope made of ice magic, you'll be happy to slip as you wish.

Sister Elinora's red brown hair is twitching and snowing up.

He seems to be enjoying a mountain slip anyway with heavy speed and steep turns over and over again.

And further ahead of Sister Elinora, Nord's father and Elna's mother are skiing down.

Unlike Sister Elinora, who has a luxurious speed to rely on, the two slippers are so gorgeous.

He slips quietly as if the board and feet are integrated.

But I wonder if I've shown such a quiet slip, it's also showing a big slip that's sharp enough to suddenly scrape in snow and draw a big falling arc.

Each one of them makes a big turn and we meet at the turn but there's nothing like bumping into each other there.

Slipping down beautifully and luxuriously, it's like a snow spirits appearing in winter dancing together.

I can't even see the look on their faces, but I can see them enjoying skiing just watching them slip.

"Your father and mother have a beautiful slip."

"Yeah. That one's different now."

Are you both professional skiers? And it was a brilliant slip that made me want to ask.

"We can't slip like that, so let's just slip through the view."

"So is that."

Sometimes the flavor of a mountain slip is the length of the slope and the speed at which it can be put out large, but it's still the best view.

I think it's best to glide down refreshingly while enjoying the view of this mountain.

Setting a turn while maintaining top speed, like the Ellinora sisters, is a professional move.

Let's just say we enjoy ourselves at a reasonable rate.