We Live in Dragon’s Peak

It's a distant, distant old story.

Even that day, it was before midwinter, like snow falling in the heavenly mountains, even in the sunshine.

The moonlight was beautiful, it was a clear night of air.

"Run!"

The villagers screamed.

But shortly after, he dies.

To be precise, he is suddenly swallowed whole by the monster that attacked the village, and he is desperate.

The village in the middle of the Ceiling Mountains was instantly dominated by a scream of despair.

The night is lost in the darkness, and the shadows of the pitch are darkened.

He deliberately crawls countless legs, attacking the villagers who flee.

Demons and slaves alike are preyed upon.

A powerful man tried to resist the monster.

But in return, I am desperate.

The monster can't do any magic, and neither can the blade.

People were left with only the option of running away.

"In the meantime, come on!

A man urges his wife.

Wife holds toddler, screams and runs.

The man held as much baggage as he could hold in his hand and followed his wife.

"Slaves, you're going to get away with this commotion!

Demons show anger at those who fled the seemingly narrow slave barn. But in the next moment, he had been preyed upon by monsters.

The man is still more afraid of black monsters, even when lit by the moonlight, than the murderous temper his dead master showed him, and flees.

Apart from this couple, the slaves were on the run.

He holds a handful of luggage in his hand and leaps out of the village in a frenzy of death.

And run towards the Heavenly Mountains.

No more.

This village perishes.

All that remains on this scene is to be preyed upon by that monster.

But fleeing to the flatlands has no future.

Again in the slave hunt, there is only one way to live as a slave.

Then.

Someday, someone was talking.

He said there is a peaceful world beyond the Heavenly Mountains to the west that brings peace to people.

People also find hope in despair, running through the heavenly mountains with snow falling.

But the chaser was imminent.

The monster that uprooted and flattened the fleeing villagers now pursues those who fled to the Heavenly Mountains.

Crawling through countless legs, the monster enters the depths of the Heavenly Mountains.

"Oh, no more..."

They are preyed upon by monsters, in turn, from those who have exhausted themselves.

Still, the villagers ran.

Barefoot, even if he suffered a foot injury, he escaped.

But the next thing I know, there's a shepherd.

A steep road. Temperature that freezes.

Even though I'm not given a decent daily meal.

Those without strength cannot move even before the despair of death, and they lose their lives.

The man also ran a rugged mountain belly, desperately encouraging his wife.

In his wife's arms, he cried with all his might as a toddler claimed his life.

But the limits also come to the couple.

"I can't run anymore..."

To his wife's weakness, the man speaks of encouragement.

"Run. If the sun rises, it will help!

It was a baseless word.

But I kind of figured out that that creepy black monster is an organism that lives in the dark.

So if the morning sun rises, won't that monster disappear, too?

To the encouragement of the man, his wife runs out again.

One, as one and the shepherd went out again, the couple encouraged each other and fled.

But the limit has still come.

Hungry and painful feet. Depleted health.

Run fluffy and end up falling to the roots of a single tree.

Oh, I can't do this anymore.

I can't run any further.

The man was in despair.

The luggage in your hand is unhelpfully heavy.

Even though it's an essential thing to live by, it's only in the way.

Seeing, my wife was also staring at the toddler she held with a sad expression.

"You..."

"You..."

Two people staring sadly at each other.

But you two didn't have the choice to get lost.

"The child can give birth again. But if we die here..."

"Oh, you. You want me to abandon this girl?

"You won't have a choice! For us to survive!!

As it is, instead of young children, we die to ourselves.

Then...

My wife hugged and cheeked my child over and over again.

Did the toddler realize his fate or cry out in sorrow?

But the couple were determined.

Gently, place the toddler in the shadow of the root of the tree.

At the very least, it was a trivial consideration not to be found at all.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Sorry......"

"Come on, let's go. Don't look back. Run!

The man, too, was throwing away his stuff.

Having something, I can't run any further.

The man prompts me, and my wife runs out.

The man only looked back at my child one last time, and ran out like he had decided to.

The toddler who was left cried continually for salvation.

Cry, cry, cry.

But I can't reach out to save my toddler.

While I was doing so, the morning sun rose.

It could have been just a little miracle, in despair.

The toddler, who was crying noisily, was not attacked by monsters until the end.

When the morning came, the toddler, who cried all night, was exhausted and fell asleep.

Easy, restful sleeping face that doesn't make you feel anxious or desperate until earlier.

Those who, while lagging behind from the couple, manage to pass through the roots of the tree receive a temporary healing on the sleeping face of the toddler.

But no one tried to hold the toddler back.

Though healed and pulled back by their hair, the survivors run again towards the back of the Heavenly Mountains.

Oh, poor thing.

So cute and so loving.

It wasn't just people who were healed by the innocent sleeping faces of toddlers.

The young tree, who had lived alone, smiled at its unspoilt sleeping face as she looked down at the toddler who had been left at her roots.

And worried at the same time.

As it is, this child dies.

By hunger? Before that, by the cold?

Fortunately during the misfortune, the luggage the man left contained other cold proof clothing besides food.

But a young tree, a plant, cannot move its branches freely.

Speaking of just being able to...

Young trees revitalized themselves by shredding the long-lived souls they held within.

Then, what do you think?

Even though it was before midwinter, only one fruit came to fruition at the tip of a young tree branch.

Now, please rise above the hunger.

Even if the branches cannot move, they can deliberately drop fruit.

Tori, and the fruit fell at the hands of the toddler.

Even without teeth, it was ripe enough to suck, and it looked delicious peaches.

"Do it, what a rarity"

Then the miracle overlapped.

Was it near evening?

True to the opposite of the people who fled from the foothills to the mountain belly, two women, who walked relaxed from the back of the mountain, show interest in the young trees of peaches who care about their young children.

"Oh, boy. The Evil Crusade is the least fit job in the world."

"Hehe, an urgent request from a witch was a very rare thing, wasn't it?

"I guess he can't move behind the permanent snowfield right now. But, well. Thanks to you I was able to make a loan to the witch. And..."

Saying, one of the women saw a toddler staring intriguingly at herself.

You noticed the strange signs the two women unleashed, the toddler abandoned at the roots of the peach tree was awake.

"I didn't know the evil people who had flattened all five of the surrounding villages would leave them to eat."

"One young child is the survivor of this tragedy. Witchly, can this be called a miracle?"

"It must be a miracle. At least not for this orphan."

And a woman dressed in a luxurious blue costume refers to herself.

"On a whim, this is how we met as we were walking down the mountain. Would this also be a miracle?

"Hehe, you're right"

A strange-haired woman with blonde hair curled sideways agrees.

"Hehe, hehe. Sire, nevertheless, it's very cold here, isn't it? He's a miraculously surviving toddler, but if it stays like this at night, he'll freeze to death."

"Okay, here's what we're gonna do"

Say, the woman in the blue costume smiling just like hehe, bends in, and when she takes the thick blanket from the leftover luggage, hangs it on the toddler girl.

In addition, it activated a very high-end technique by appearing simple.

Then only the surroundings of the young peach tree warm up.

"Would this make it easier for them to fruit peaches?

'Oh, how grateful. Though on a whim, I sincerely thank you both for your generosity'

"It's just, it's a whim. Very rare, such as trees raising people. So it's just a whim."

With that said, the two women walked down the mountain again.

"Ma, Jo..."

The toddler was holding the peach with both hands looking precious, strangely repeating the words they pronounced in the same way.

Every day, one.

The peach tree fruited peaches for the toddler.

The toddler ate peaches falling on his hand every day and lived longer.

Miracles overlapped even more.

A toddler abandoned in the wild, but for some reason he was never attacked by wonders and demons and beasts.

"Argh. Argh."

Toddlers abandoned by their parents, but not abandoned by fate.

Saved by a peach tree, guarded at the whim of two women, watched over by the heavenly mountains, lived longer.

Thus, the toddler ate only peaches and grew up.

The toddler moved around like crawling around a peach tree when he could move on his own.

The peach tree was fun for toddlers to move around and they started dropping peaches a little further away rather than on hand.

The toddler grew even older and was able to walk.

To the shaky child, the peach tree gave fruit to the peach, every day.

Before falling, the child runs under a fruitful peach. And receive the fallen peaches well.

It was a happy time for the peach trees, for the kids.

But after the month, the child grew even more.

One peach alone does not satisfy a child's hunger.

Skinny children looked much younger than their real age.

Yeah, as it is, I'm going to keep this kid to death.

The peach tree moaned at the status quo.

Peaches alone do not allow people to grow up properly.

The next miracle happened in the winter of the year when the toddler was able to walk.

"What a miracle. I can't believe it's winter, but it's so warm. Though it would be nice to escape into this mountain range with the advice of a witch, I just didn't think I could do it anymore in this cold weather."

Escaping the hands of the Demons, the man who was traveling through the Heavenly Mountains miraculously reached the place where the peach trees grew.

And in this place as warm as Haruhi, we meet peaches fruitful out of season and skinny girls.

"Are you the spirits of peaches? No, that's trivial. Oh, I can't believe I've lived alone in a place like this. Come on, I'll be with you from now on, okay?

"Ar? Ar?"

A traveler with pity for the girl, reaches out.

But the girl refused the man's hand with strong vigilance and hugged him to the peach tree.

"Oh well. That's right. You take care of this peach tree. Well, here's what we'll do. I'm going to live here, too."

Then the man found a place to dwell on the side of the peach tree, and lived away.

Initially, she was a girl with a strong sense of vigilance towards men, but gradually opens her mind as she faces each other every day.

And he started eating the meat and vegetables that the man had been hunting, little by little.

The distance between a man and a girl shrunk.

The man showed various attempts to attract the girl's interest.

The man was a magician.

Spells are used with exceptional skill and perform a variety of miracles.

Sometimes, red and black around his hips pulled the sword out of his beautiful sheath and showed the girl to boast.

The girl rejoiced when the man's spell looked like a play or something. I was fascinated by the beauty of the bright red treasure balls embedded in the sword's jaws.

Little by little, the man taught the girl the foundations of the spell at the same time as the words.

The month passed instantly.

The girl started sleeping at the man's address.

The peach tree felt a little lonely, but that's the life of the righteous.

Besides, the girl hasn't forgotten the existence of a peach tree.

Even as we pick the weed and eat the meat, we come to get the peaches, not indispensable every day.

The peach tree also gave birth to peaches indispensably every day for the girl.

And even more years go by.

Men get old, girls get close to women.

And only when, I stopped seeing men.

Oh, is it lifespan?

Unlike their own plants, people spring less often.

I'm sure the man's soul has burned out.

Even if I stopped looking at the man, I often saw the grown girl.

But not every day anymore.

The girl, who remembered the taste of meat and could no longer grow on peach fruit alone, expanded her range of activities to live.

Depending on the day, I often didn't see the girl for days.

And when I realized, I was seeing less of a girl.

Still, it's good.

If only that kid had grown up healthy and even lived well.

Peach trees continued to fruit peaches, every day, even after the girl stopped visiting.

Like whenever a girl comes back.

Oh, yeah. Let the branches be full of peaches, without ripening them immediately.

The next time a girl comes, she must be surprised and happy.

And the tree of peaches produced one peach every day, and it slowed down the period of ripening, and increased the fruit all over the branches.