The Too Many Summonings from Japan Have Caused the Goddess to Flip Out

The Republic of Keros in the northeastern part of the continent.

The region, blessed with fertile land and water resources, has long flourished as an agricultural zone and has been exposed to the threat of invasion many times by the surrounding countries that have aimed at them. But at the end of the battle, the harvest was reduced, and at last it caused a great famine to strike the continent.

Since then, neighbouring countries have entered into a treaty banning invasion of the Republic of Keros, which has also gained a position of peaceful neutrality by exporting food to neighbouring countries.

Such a small village called Phyto on the western edge of the Republic of Keros.

The village, which is mediocre except for the presence of a lost forest in a position that crosses the border, has recently and secretly attracted attention.

Caused by different yield increases. A number of new farming methods not seen anywhere else. And it is one girl who brought them.

"Ha………. It feels cold and good"

A stream that flows by the village. It is Akashi Asuka, a high school girl summoned by Japan, who is relaxing with her feet on the water.

He may not even know Dark Elf, the summoner, or be led by a Japanese who has gained the protection of Athena but has nothing to do with the battle at all, not playing the summoned role at all.

By the way, we haven't fought, but thanks to the protection of Athena, we have been able to carry out various other farming tasks at three times the normal speed.

You don't know what works in life.

"Hey, Aska! Were you here again?

"Ah, Saros-kun"

Ahead of Mr. Aska's gaze, there is one boy still young. You're on your way home from farming. You're holding a shovel on your shoulder and hanging a cage in one hand.

"If you're done with your work, just go home. I'm worried about you again."

"Because my feet are pampered. It'll be easier if I cool it down."

"Ha. Fair enough, though. I'm worried about you guys, so be careful."

That being said, your gaze is Mr. Asuka's raw foot fixed Saros. I can't help it because it's a boy.

In the first place, there are no children close to Saros-kun in this village, and this may be the first time that Mr. Asuka has ever had a heterosexual of his age.

I can't tell you not to be paranoid anymore. Instead, "If Asuka stays in this village like this, I'm the only one left to marry!? to the" stage. "

And Mr. Asuka is watching Saros-kun's delusions with 80% of his eyes.

Saros-kun's delusions will not become a reality for a while, as Asuka may be older by making it look the same age.

"What? Something flows upstream..."

"Something... huh?

Something that has flown from upstream of the river. Seeing that, you two stop moving.

- Donburako Donburako.

It was a beautiful piece of lacquered paint that flowed to evoke a passage of fairy tales.

And while it is also a scratch shop for lacquer paint to flow in different worlds, further scratch houses are aboard the scratch.

"Hey, Ma, unexpectedly flow rate!?

That's what I was on. A flat-sized little boy.

Even though it's just unstable, it's rocked by the stream of rivers and I'm desperately clinging to it.

"……… There's a dimension in this world."

"Convinced!? No, wait, I've never seen one of those before, either. Such a dwarf!?

"Was someone there -!?

And Asuka, who accepts the sight because it's different worlds, and Saros, who is different worlds but therefore clings to it. And one dimensionalist desperately seeking help (tentative).

It's a chaotic sight inside.

"Oh, thank God."

A few minutes later.

One dimensioner (tentatively), who was successfully rescued, breathed heavily.... on Mr. Aska's lap.

"Why did you sit there!?

"Uh, 'cause I'm here for this kid. It's easier to talk in this position."

Saros-kun stuck with full jealousy, and what are you talking about? A one-dimensional (tentative) man who flat out returns all to you. It's a pitiful sight inside if you just look at him.

"Can I help you? Er………………"

"Whoa. Speaking of which, you didn't have a name yet. My name is Sknavicona. It's been a long time since I've been out in public, so I thought I'd try to elaborate on the appearance scene, but no, I thought I'd die."

"Dear Sknavicona... You must be a god who built a country with a great lord."

"Oh, you know me well. Well, he knew about Saltahiko, of course."

Yes, he is the Sknavicona.

He is a god who came to Ookuninushi, who became the king of reehara China, and supported nation-building with all sorts of knowledge.

"Huh? God? This is it?"

"What is this? This kid. I'll kick your ass."

"Who's the kid, little one!?

Master Sknavicona hears about God and half-hearted Saros-kun and Master Sknavicona, who stretches his chest and intimidates him with a small body.

I can't grow up with either.

"Uh, please calm down, Master Sknavicona. What can I do for you?

"Oh yeah. No, what. Hey, I'm here to deliver this. Here."

When Master Sknavicona puts his nostalgia aside while saying so, he takes something out of it.

And when I acted like I was throwing it away, about a mountain appeared in a bag that looked heavy by the river.

"Where did you get it out of!?

"Ah? Don't worry about the details."

"Wow, wow."

Saros, who sees and clings to the unlikely sight of physics, and Aska, who accepts it lightly.

The world is easier to live with with a shelf in your heart, so apprentice.

"What's in this? It's like a bag of rice."

"Rice is rice, but seed. I hear the Japanese are coming to this world to pray," Eat rice. "You can't just send rice, so I want you to try to grow it because it's the most suitable way to come to the world.

I didn't know which one would fit this land, so I brought different varieties. "

Like his partner, Okuninushi, he is like Sknavicona of various properties, some of which are attributes called cereals.

Based on that area, I was tasked with this job, including sorting rice varieties, but it didn't seem to make much sense because my personality was very messy.

"I appreciate the rice because I wanted to eat it too, but is it okay to bring it into the other world?

"It seems that Amateras or something negotiated around there, so I don't know much about it, but it seems to be okay."

Because of this, it is the Greek gods that you have become accustomed to. Mr. Advisor Zeus has made a straight-ball demand to clear the snowflake of his last baseball fist, "Then take it off," but he said, "Yes, please! 'And Master Amenozume took it off without hesitation, so it shriveled.

It goes without saying that your wife recessed after that.

"But I've never raised love before, but I wonder if it's okay."

"Don't worry. I'll help you, too."

"Eh?"

Saros-kun returns an unpleasant reaction to Master Sknavicona's words. But Mr. Aska wasn't listening. It's through.

"Wow, I'm reliable. Master Sknavicona has all sorts of knowledge, doesn't he?

"Whoa! I'll take care of it. It'll be easy for me and you to work together."

……

Mr. Aska, who seems happy, and Mr. Suknavikona, who is clear. And I'm gonna resent that, Saros-kun.

"You can't beat me!

"Ha."

A boy who burns his mind against a palm-sized god and a god who laughs back at it with his nose.

The other world is still peaceful today.