The picturesque rice cakes are delicious today

In the end, for the first time that day, I had to raise someone else to my house.

Seems unusual, Mr. Redgard looked around the house slightly, but didn't feel bad because he wasn't a nasty person.

"Go ahead."

"No, you can't even rent a bed! He suddenly pushed me! If only we could let the rain storm overtake us!

... and, see. This man is someone who might be able to help the horses living in these woods. You can keep them nice instead of the horses, I suppose.

And, simply, putting your first customer to sleep on the floor is a little something.

And so... I paint on the spot.

Drawing is the couch. And a blanket.

After the paint became available, it became extraordinarily fast to apply without peeling the surface. One pencil really takes a while to apply the surface.

In that regard, paint can be very helpful when drawing artifacts like sofas.

"Oh... wow, it really came out..."

"Go ahead."

The bed was dismissed, so I decided to offer Mr. Redgard a couch. He's taller than me, and he's more decent than me... he's in a disappointing shape. So even he made it into a couch the size of a slouch to use... yeah, a little, the house got smaller. Well, okay.

"Nevertheless, I've never seen such magic. Where did you learn this?

"I don't."

Is this magic in the first place? I don't know anything, so I can't give you a busy answer.

Being inside the house is less comfortable than I expected.

Whatever, I'm less calm than Mr. Redgard. He's already asleep, but I'm kind of sloppy.

... No. I can't sleep. And I only paint when I can't sleep.

I wonder what to draw. What I want to draw......

"Person Desan......"

... No, let's stop it. People Desan has something a little attractive to him, but to the boulder, portraying sleeping people on his own is a bit.

I don't know, Mr. Redgard would be fun to draw, I guess. He looks pretty neat from the guy's me, he has beautiful hair and eye color, and most importantly, he has a good expression. Yeah. It'll be fun if I draw it.

But you can't draw sleep. Maybe. On boulders.

... so let's make it carrot. Because I want to try feeding the horses.

I put a fire in the lamp (I drew a match and it came out. convenient), relying on its light and the moonlight it plugs through the window, and begins to draw carrots.

... Speaking of which, did the horses decide to live around this house? Sleeping relaxed under a tree around the fountain or walking around at night. Well, that's fine.

"Poacher, or..."

Still, poacher, huh? That's what's happening in this world. Well, maybe it's natural to take it for granted.

The feathers of Heavenly Horse and the horns of the unicorn are beautiful. So I know what it's like to want it. I don't know what it's like to be poached and forced to take it away.

But... it's not right, I think. Especially after I stroke and cure the horse, and the horse rubs me off and rides me. Because it's thoughtful, I don't want you to hurt them.

... you just have to fix it. This problem.

It's morning. I got a pile of carrots. Mr. Redgard was surprised to see a pile of carrots. Yeah, I was surprised, too. Why did I keep adding carrots all night? [M]

Well, no. I can't help what I've done. I went outside and handed out carrots to my horse, calling out, "It's breakfast."... Ginseng was well received. Above all, if it was delicious.

"Oh, this is delicious. I didn't know what to do with all the carrots... well, it doesn't taste good."

And our breakfast became carrots, too.

Mr. Redgard is eating the ginseng raw and bold. I didn't have the courage to stick around, so I'm chopping it with a knife and eating it poly.

Seasonings are salt, by the way. At a time like this, I wondered if I should have mayonnaise or something, but I wanted to sleep on the mayonnaise now. When I drew it, I definitely felt like it would be white paint, so I stopped.

"Still, it's a beautiful day. The Spirit doesn't seem angry with us."

Mr. Redgard looks out the window and laughs brightly as he wraps around the carrot.

Clear today. Nice day.... but if I get angry with this thing called 'Spirit', will it be a storm or something?

"Um, can I ask you something?

"Hmm? Ooh. Go ahead."

I was curious, so I decided not to ask.

"A spirit, what?

Mr. Redgard worried, worried, and then, apparently, decided to worry while explaining. In the meantime, he put the words in his mouth that came to mind.

"Hmmm...... right. Well, creatures closer to magic than humans? No, are you a creature...? I don't know."

I didn't understand it from the start. Feel the walls of different cultures.

"Uh, spirits, they're woods, springs, they live in places like that... whatever, they're incarnations of woods and springs, but, well, they're protecting the area for now, apparently. And he said he had a lot more magic than a human being."

Let's not ask what magic is. Maybe it's some kind of power. Maybe. I can see that in the atmosphere somehow. No.

"You don't generally like spirits. But if someone likes you, they can help you. The brave Miyagi are basically the ones who are liked and empowered by the spirits of high spirits. … well, someone stronger than a human being, different from a human being, then a little whimsical."

Really? Will it settle down there? I wonder if that means it's close as a feeling even though it's like "God of the Mountains" in Japan.

The point is, one form of natural faith, I think, what. No, it's magic in this world. What is it, so it's really not strange to have a 'spirit' like that...

"Oh, yeah. And I'm talking about spirits looking beautiful. The Spirit of Miyagi is also full of beautiful men and women.... Well, I've never seen the real thing, so I don't know how it actually is."

"Yep..."

... Is that how I got it wrong? Something... what should I look like, me?

'What should I look like?' Mr. Redgard noticed, adding with a bitter laugh.

"Oh, what are you? Like this...... yeah. Humans showering in the water, surrounded by pegasus and unicorns, what a sight, well, you'd think it was a spirit. I was too distant, that sight."

Oh, yeah, yeah...... No, but there's something wrong with the horse here, because I'm not crazy...

Then an hour later.

"You took care of me! Thanks!"

After breakfast of carrots and fruit, Mr. Redgard was to leave. Looking for poachers again, they'll work hard.

"I'll definitely find a poacher and I'll bump you out! I'm not letting these horses touch me anymore!

"Yeah. Good luck."

Dropping Mr. Redgard off with a smile, I relaxed and waved off until his flash-colored head was invisible beyond the trees.

Well.

The horses really liked carrots. Follow me with your nose and I will urge carrots. [M]

I'm still the caretaker for the horses today.... and of the birds.

The bird came today. I wonder if I've been a little off the clock because Mr. Redgard was there.

Well anyway, this huge comatose gummy is still coming along fine today... occupying the fountain. Yeah, fine, nothing. Take as much water as you like.

It's just that today the giant bird... brought something to me, apparently.

I started taking a bath. No, the bird followed me... and pressed me against the beak.

"Huh? Huh? Hey, what? This."

It was paper... of but......

"illegible"

I was trying my best to watch the paper the bird brought me, but I couldn't read it. 'Cause this letter, it's not like any I know.

Apparently, it's written in letters from different worlds, which, unfortunately, was a substitute I couldn't read. If there's only one thing I can tell... uh, maybe this, some kind of testimony, isn't it? Something like Keiko is pressed, and it's like a thumbprint.

It's just... I don't know anything more. So, yeah, it's bad for birds, but let me get this into a little bit.

... but as a bird, they were satisfied with that. Seeing as I put the paper in my pocket, she sounded in a good mood.

Then I relaxed on the bed. I've been passing out all these days to cure horses, so maybe I shouldn't draw things today or so.

But if I wasn't painting, that would mumble, so I figured I'd draw something, and I'd go outside with a sketchbook and a set of painting materials. I thought I'd hang out in the near field and draw something if I liked it.

Um, should I have let you draw Mr. Redgard before you left? Person Desan, that was a shame......

And that was when I was thinking about it.

Hin, and as the horse rang, he stopped by my place.

And... on the nose, you push me around.

"Huh? Huh?

I walked through the side of the fountain in front of the house, and then... as soon as I got out of the wide area, I was hoisted up in the corner of the unicorn beast and put on the back of the Tenma.

"... Huh?

I wondered what the hell this was all about, while I was at it. Tenma ran through the woods with me on board.

Tenma was fast.

Going through the woods. Try to slip through the trees and run without slowing down. And sometimes, fly.

Seeing more and more forest trees flowing away in the rear, I... can only work hard and stick to the Tenma. This, if you're shaken down, you'll definitely die.

Heavenly Horse is fine with me like that and keeps running.

... Speaking of which, although I seem to be in a hurry, I don't fly, or where this is headed, or whether something happened because I'm in such a hurry, I just kept getting carried away by Tenma.

I kept being transported by Tenma for about 10 minutes.

The Heavenly Horse that put me on finally stopped. And from there on forward, it goes slowly, slowly, as if to proceed with the signs erased.

Eventually, you start hearing things like voices from across the trees. I'm starting to see a slightly open place.

"This place..."

And I can see the sight there and pull in the words that came out.

... what was there was a sight surrounding two Heavenly Horses and a dozen people... hanging on the wings of Heavenly Horses, chopping them off.