The elegant daily routine of sage Grecas - here we go with a lovely 'Sage Hall' life!

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Since I was a little girl, I've never been praised by anyone else for being "awesome" or "nice," but I've always been the person of my heart who gave me a twist (hine) that I couldn't take as I said.

Because, presumably, "but" and "but" come with a conjunction behind that word. Compliments were nothing but a precursor to what was not good for me.

Still, since I came to this world (Titi), I felt a little more confident in myself, and I thought the bad habits had lurked in the shadows.

All the humans in this world are honest and don't lie much. Quite a few good and bad people all say straight, want, don't need, good, bad.

But...

This morning I was surrounded by "compliments" that I hadn't had a bad feeling about in a long time.

A morning that dawned from the ever-increasing noise of the evening.

The autumn sky is blue to fall out this morning and feels good.

I woke up a foot faster than everyone else and rinsed the "coffee like" tea with the raven beans stir-fried and powdered all by myself.

The tragedy of scattered pots, dirty plates, and rolled bones requires everyone to think about what to do when they wake up, but they can't help but enjoy an elegant morning tea time.

Eventually I exchange greetings with Iola and Riola, who have been awake.

... Huh? Why? And after the two of you turned your eyes round and looked at me with the same look,

"Shh... it's lovely, Sage!

"Oh, me too... I think so."

Iola and Riola complimented me.

The next thing that happened, Luroni and Manuferno, for some reason, didn't look at me for a while, but eventually leaked like this.

"Because, the awkward... um. I think you're an ant."

"Innovation. Greg, your new steps… have begun."

The clouds are already suspicious from around here.

Half elf Lentomia wakes up with a little yawn of ho, a word.

"...... pup. Looking again...... You think that's okay?

I guess you should laugh, huh? Half an elf smiling at me with rhetoric like that.

I didn't think I could do it anymore.

I look into the mirror above the kitchen fireplace impatiently.

There... I had a slight haircut change.

"What the hell is this head haha!?

I in the mirror had my forehead and sides intact, and my back of my head was kaliage.

The hairstyle doesn't even resemble an ill-eyed warrior fighting a giant, but the back hair, which was so long, disappeared... it feels kaliage, which means it's too sappy.

"Shut up Gre...... I'm surprisingly weak in the morning...... hahaha!

"Faria! This must be your fault though!?

All of a sudden, I grab Faria's collar and shake it with both hands, but I think I'm more of a jerk.

This woman warrior is the cause in the first place.

In the evening, in a thriving stream, we talked about, "If you're going to the party, you have to do something about your hair," and for some reason I'm the target.

"Actually, I'm clever, okay? When you're in Rudens, you cut off your sister's head and your brother's!

And, subtly, women are very powerful. Everyone is in tune with the muscular female warrior who appeals.

"Speaking of which, Lord Faria also sews his own torn clothes"

... clothing or armor sheet metal.

"Cooking. I'm also good at cooking... I'm going to be a good daughter-in-law"

... it's a dish that burns boned meat from a tailored demon, right?

But if you ask me, Faria is pretty cute in some places when she's not waving an axe. Pick a flower and have a good look, or be scared of bugs because you're strong.

Frying sentence "It's okay. Trust me, Greg," he stared straight in the eye and accidentally believed in Faria. I was the idiot.

You should just align your hair tips... like this.

"Why not? You look great, don't you? I like it."

"I also like the awkward. It's refreshing."

"Agreed. You think that's a good idea?

I don't care.

"Oh, you guys..., you really think so?

Nodding face. If honest folks say that much, does it look good on you?

Well, the party is close, and I think it's time to Imechen, what a thought... Surprisingly, I look good, don't I?

"It's a loud mansion in the morning...... hey!?

"Hempero, what's wrong...... hawwwwwwwww!?

Plum and Hempero are also responding well. You're both... laughing at me, aren't you?

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"Damn, it's going to be an important party..."

I was washing dirty dishes in the kitchen, worried about the back of my head I'd suck.

There is nothing convenient about water supply in this world, basically drawing water from rivers and wells for use.

However, in the Sage Hall, where magic can be used, magic powered devices with the same mechanism as Sterling Slime engines are used to creep up water only when needed.

Now I was using the power device with a magic thread (Magiwire), like a simple water supply while creeping water up from the river.

By the way, the bath in the hall is a mechanism for circulating water onto metal pipes passed over the fireplace and using hot water. The fireplace water supply is normally equipped in houses around here, but most of the time it cannot be used unless the water is creased up by hand in a high position barrel. In that regard, the water heater in the hall uses magic to pump it up, so if your wife is a witch, it's a delightful comfort gear.

Outside the kitchen window, Faria and Iola, as well as Luronii, train their swords.

I'm fine anyway, wielding swords, flying and jumping.

Although it is surprisingly rare for Faria to wave a sword, it is not surprising that warriors use a wide variety of weapons as one feature.

It seems that both Faria and Lu intend to base their stay here for a few days to the King's Capital party. Totally long-term accommodation.

Shall we run a hotel now?

Plum and Hemperoza, that and Manuferno appointed as laundry ambassadors, so they would go to the river running right next to the mansion and be in the middle of a friendly laundry.

If we're going to live in large numbers, we're going to have to split jobs.

Especially during this busy time of fall, the "Ocan Coalition of Villages" will not come to take care of the hall, so we'll have to do something about it ourselves for the moment.

Next to me, Riola washes dishes with me.

Sage, I'll do the rest.

"Oh, no, no, it's okay, I'll wash it, too."

"Yes......"

When you look at me and smile, you drop your gaze again on the plate at hand. Riola washes dishes silently with few words. The bumping sound of the dishes rings small between them.

A long eyelash and chestnut forehead gather a beautiful light in the light that plugs through the window.

"Speaking of which, is the field better today?

Wouldn't it be hard to fix a field ravaged by demons or re-sprinkle seeds again? It doesn't necessarily mean demons won't come again, so let's extend the range of enemies to the limit today.

"Yes, um..."

"What?

"... nothing"

Hmm? What the hell is wrong with you? Isn't Riola also something to say?

Riola's gaze followed her jumping brother (Iola) outside.

"Riola, you were actually pseudo-sick, weren't you?

I had a cold the other day. I thought it was strange for Riola to catch a cold in the first place.

"-! Oh... yes"

Riola nods a little thinking.

"What do you want to escape from?

"Oh no! Oh, um..., I..."

I wait for words in silence.

"I don't want to go away with Io."

Riola spinned her words in one breath as she thought. But I had roughly predicted. It won't be a very interesting story, I ask.

"What happened?

"To the village chief, Io went to his grandfather and grandmother's house outside the village. I was told to go to my neighbor's village... my wife."

Riola doesn't move with her wet plate gripped.

"............... right"

That's what keeping the unaccompanied children at the village chief's house is all about.

Boys as a convenient supplement to the workforce, and girls as a remedy for lack of daughter-in-law. I could have expected that sooner or later. Because in this day and age of the world, it is everywhere.

"So? What do you want with Riola?"

"I... Io and......"

Turn straight at me, tears in my eyes, and breathe in.

"I want to be with you all the time! I don't like your wife! I never want to go! Io and... I can't believe I want to leave you. I want to be with everyone..."

Breathe out your true feelings one after the other, as if to blow up the Moya Moya until then.

Disturbed breath and exhilarated cheeks. Puffy and large tears were spilled, and Riola, always with a strong and firm impression, was crying.

I don't think about what lies ahead, that's the privilege of youth. And, - that's fine.

"F...... huhaha! You forgot? You survived the Brave Men's Trial, didn't you? Even a brave man can be an adventurer. What we need... is to push through."

".................. Ah!

I lifted my glasses and laughed and showed them.

"Help the old man in need in this village, that's a lot! I'll keep doing it. And when the demon comes out, I exorcise it. And get the reward from the king's government. So we can live together, right? If you can't do it from the start, you just have to live here and be independent one day."

"Ha,............ YES!

A crying face turns into a smile, as if out of a lost forest.

This world is tolerant. There's no rule that someone has to follow the path they've decided.

Some people will be happy on the path their parents have decided, but at least this Iola and Riola won't be happy on that.

If you just want to work hard enough to plow a field or spoil it with the tools to have children, you can jump out.

My people even have half an elf who got kicked out of the village, and glasses monks who blew up every village and fled.

But we have to tell the village chief and Cecily how we feel... that's not my act.

"You two can come and decide the way. You can come when it's settled. I... will be here forever."

Huhahaha! and I started washing the dishes violently.

Riola jumped out. He rushes over to Iola and takes his hand and shouts something.

As Faria and Lu looked at each other, they kept their hands together and ran out.

"It's a youth......"

Continued