Finished taking the edamame, and now with a ball of edamame turned into a mountain to boil quickly, Motigusa, Tetsu's grandfather and oak, tried to head to his mother's house.
But the mobile device that was in his work clothes chest pocket shivered, so he put the ball down and Motigusa answered the phone.
It is a mobile device launched in the name that even old people can see the letters as big and can operate about as well.
"Oh, what's going on?"
Motigusa questioned the other party as she buried the accent.
It was an acquaintance, or colleague, who farms in Wang Du who called me.
When it comes to Wang Du, he's a farm owner, a long way from the center.
"Oh, I'm not making any money."
To the words from the other person, Motigusa says so and exchanges words.
The contents of the product were that orders for large quantities of compost came in and there were few left, so if there appeared to be excess at Motigusa's place, I would like it to be given way.
Of course, for a fee.
"It's rare, it's good."
In two replies, Motigusa agrees, thinking a little less about wanting it by the end of the day if she can, and I'm happy with this too.
However, since there is a distance between here and the farm of the telephone opponent on the outskirts of Wangdu, I will also tell you that it is really going to be evening or night.
I got a response from the other person saying that I don't mind, so I hung up.
In the meantime, Edamame left the ball in the corner of the cabin, trying to make his way to the livestock cabin away from home, and the butterflies, his granddaughter and his grandson's friend, as well as the dragon gonske his grandson had picked up, jumped out the front door.
"Takara, are you going to play?
In the meantime I asked my granddaughter, relaxed Motigusa.
A slightly hurried face and voice are pointed at Motigusa.
"Tetsu, I'm picking you up!!
In Gonske?
Isn't that a car?
Before Motigusa threw such a question, Takara and Masa flew across Gonske in a dragon.
Anyway, I couldn't even finish the suggestion that I could use my grandfather's car because I only use light tigers today.
But, well, thinking about it, Motigusa began the phase of transporting compost.
I would have just said no if it was the quantity to be carried in a large truck.
Email Takara and Tetsu's mother's stepdaughter and her grandmother's daughter-in-law that they don't want dinner because it's going to be late.
My daughter-in-law will be in the field, so I guess I should go over there and tell her, but because of this, I have a convenient tool and I need to use it.
I know it will get dirty anyway, but just before I left the house I took a shower and changed my work clothes to something I also washed and easily finished my lunch and Motigusa tried to leave the house.
It was then, and I notice my gaze.
Looking back at the front door.
At the end of that hallway, a black child dragon that Tetsu had recently picked up had his crushed eyes pointed at Motigusa.
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"What the hell is going on?!
Masa asked Takara, who was similarly straddling Gonske in front of her.
Takara didn't answer that.
Instead, he seemed to be in touch somewhere.
He puts his hand on his ear and seems to miss hearing his opponent's voice.
"What do you got?
Her question was directed, of course, at the person she had been able to contact, not Mass.
There is little conversation, only Takara's gavel continues.
Gradually, Takara's expression turned into something harsh.
"Yes, okay. Call me if you need anything else."
So Takara turned to Masa when the communication was over.
"No, the information is completely complicated.
I can't believe I don't know anything about the local area in this information society. "
"I don't know, but it's complicated?
"I don't know if it's demanding or if it's information on rear tie"
…………
"What I know is that instead of being able to transfer to the Wang capital, all magical interference has been cut off.
In other words, limited to the Wang capital, some magic is no longer available. "
"... it's like a movie"
Whether it's a panic or spy movie or whatever, there are quite a few pieces on the subject that you won't be able to use magic like that.
But no one thinks that creation is going to be real, etc.
Creation is fiction, that is, fantasy.
Lies, you might say.
Even if you say it's a lie, it's entertainment, not hurting people.
"......, wait a minute!
Takara puts her hand on her ear again.
And I opened my mouth.
"Dad! What's going on?!
Apparently, they're like fathers.
Unlike earlier, Takara roughed up her voice to her father with a caged voice of emotion.
And now we'll have some conversation.
Its content was fragmentary and Masa didn't quite understand what it meant.
And, Takara looks back at Masa.
"Whatever! Check some video site!!
"Make it fast!!
"Jesus, Mam!!
Sad, as if soldiers were going to do it to their superiors, Masa manipulated the status screen to log in to the appropriate video site as she said.
"At the top of the rankings, there's got to be a live video up there that's being shot by people in King's Capital right now, so check it out!
"Ugh, yeah!!