Why don't you build a village on top of the world tree

A lively festival is heard from the outside.

"Mr. Takakus loves festivals, right?"

The next mayor of the city of Katella, Mr. Kruwe, welcomed at an office in the first branch of the Cloud Lower no layer, said that most openly.

I just played the Cyrillic Crusade Memorial during this time, so naturally they say this.

"I hope you use it as an excuse for your two dates"

Richay smiles and gives it back to Mr. Krewe and his husband.

Mr. Kulweh kept his head down small as he dyed his cheeks blush red, worrying about his husband on the side.

"Was it a prospect for Mr. Richay"

"Because I remember you."

Mr. Richay and Mr. Krewe are getting along somehow, so I'll keep a big nod to my husband.

I told you to do well.

My husband thumbed up all the time at the blind spots of Richay and Mr. Krewe.

Absolutely.

If it wasn't for this opportunity, I wouldn't be able to interact, but I think we could get along.

"You shouldn't waste too much time here to make your date shorter, and go inside,"

"Yes, excuse me"

Send Mr. Krewe and the others through to the reception room. Teten brought the tea and arranged it on the table.

When her husband looks at Teten more casually, he intimidates her with a kamakiri pose as Teten "shushes" in her mouth.

"Don't be rude."

"Yes, sister..."

In an instant, I zeroed my attention to my husband, watched Teten focus his consciousness on Richay with all his might, and looked at me as if my husband were sympathetic.

There's no reason to be sympathetic, but I don't think you can tell from the outside.

"Let's get started quickly. Mr. Amane and his family are going to have discussions with the founders of the skyscraper, right?

"Yes, Mr. Partok of the Founding Fathers of Yoinsley, from Beautellarm, there is also Mr. Dazturka of the Founding Fathers"

Richay answers Mr Kruwe's question.

Both Mr. Partok and Mr. Dazturka are the current owners of their respective skyscrapers.

To the bigger than expected, Mr. Krewe looks at his husband.

"More and more, it sounds like we'd better get this over with."

That's what Mr. Krewe said, and he took the material out of the bag at hand.

"I want you to export salt to Mr. Takakus, who has achieved a skyscraper and has branches in the cloud."

"Is that salt from the no-layer on the cloud?

"Yeah, it's salt from the clouds."

Saying so to emphasize, Mr Kruwe urges us to look at the dossier.

"As you know, the main export for the city of Kattella is smoked products. Nature and its consumption are also high, and the salt in the cloud no-layer is homemade. However, the current situation relies on imports of salt from the no-layer on the cloud. Everywhere on the north side of the world tree."

Takakus is the only municipality on the north side of the world tree that has branches in the cloud-no-layer, so you won't be able to make them if you want to make salt.

Although I would know better if I lived there, the no layers on the cloud do not grow crops due to the tight direct sunlight, and it is difficult to secure water.

The no-layer in the cloud is difficult to spend due to its high humidity, and it is difficult to prepare for demonic bug raids due to good fog. It is difficult to create villages in the layers in the clouds and reach out to the no layers on the clouds without a corresponding number of people.

Therefore, the villages in the world tree are almost without exception in the subcloud level.

On the north side of the world tree, where there has never been a skyscraper, the salt of the no-layer on the cloud is very expensive with imports from the east and west of the world tree.

If Takakus made his own salt from the no-layer on the cloud, he would be able to sell it not only to the city of Kattera, but also to most municipalities on the north side of the world tree.

"I don't think it's a bad story for Mr. Takakus either. What do you think?

Mr. Krewe asks me, and I look back at Teten.

"When it comes to making salt, Teten can't get around alone, can he?

"... there's nothing I can't make. For matra smoking, I want to use it, and"

"Well, for a while the smoking of rum birds will also reduce production, so is there a side treatment in between to make salt"

After grasping the demand with its salt, all you have to do is invite a heat source manager who can make salt from the city of Cuttera to prepare a dedicated facility.

I'm done talking to Richay and wrapping up the conversation, and I'm turning back to Mr. Krewe.

"It's impossible to put in place an export regime right now, but what about in the form of priority exports to Kattella cities in a few years' time?

"It helps. Mr. Takakus is really moving fast."

We need equipment to boil the salt out of the bark or something, and based on the initial investment cost, it costs two or three pieces of jade coin. Though demand is expected, I also think that the lightness of the immediate footwork is the strength of the tacks where all the young people live.

Finish the discussion with Mr Kruwe by stipulating that he will have a forum to discuss progress on a regular basis.

"Now we're going to watch the festival"

When he reached the front door, Mr. Krewe said so, holding his husband's hand and walking to the third branch.

Sounds friendly, above all.

The time will still be a little longer before noon, until guests from the skyscraper arrive.

"Is Melmie okay?

"It's not the first time we've had a festival partition, and the Chidato village chiefs are assisting us, so you can handle it. I'm telling you to call me through Ratchet if there's a problem."

"Mr. Ratze, there are so many conveniences you can use."

"You have the dexterity to do everything, so you treasure it as an adjunct."

It's easy to teach because you're smart, you have good guidelines, and you can clearly say what you don't know about things you don't know.

However, there are places where I try to teach my subordinates until their abilities are more than constant due to too good a care, so if the number of subordinates increases too much, I will exceed Ratze's tolerance.

"… intermediate, managerial"

"As Teten put it, putting it in middle management is the person who can best demonstrate his abilities."

"As it turns out, there's a time to end up as an adjunct. Could it be because my men were a smart researcher and solidified, though they have achieved quite a bit in Ichikowka's research?

"So is smartness, but I guess that's also why the overall direction of interest was consistent and not on the sidelines"

Maybe if I had thrown Marcto among those researchers, Ichikowka would still not have been born.

Well, I don't think anyone can see Markt.

The doorbell rang as I tried to make my way to the office kitchen to prepare for lunch as well.

Amaney, I'm here to kill you.

Along with the sound of the call bell, I hear Kanes' pleasant hatred.

Shortly afterwards I heard pettine and noise, probably because Kanes was slapped in the head by Mr. Calaria.

Looks the same.

Put your legs back toward the kitchen and turn back to the front door.

"You've come a long way, Kanes. Do as you wish."

When I opened the front door and gave him back his hatred, Richay slapped me gently on the back.

Watching me and Richay interact, Kanes, who was rubbing his head, erupts.

"You're the same."

They're like each other.

"That was surprisingly quick. What about lunch?"

"I haven't eaten yet. As far as I'm concerned, I ate while listening to the skyscrapers."

"I'll let you hear as much as I want. It's narrow, but get inside."

"Grandpa Shima Suzu"

"Excuse me."

Following Kanes, Mr. Calaria comes in with her head down.

When I guided the two of them to the office dining where they had been using it as their home until a while ago, I stopped Teten from making the tea and fell in love with Mr. Calaria.

"... sister"

How many sisters are you going to be?

Tetten evacuates to the kitchen with an alert gaze on Kanes sitting on the sofa in the dining room. I thought Kanes would be okay too because I'm okay, but Teten doesn't seem so simple.

Mr. Calaria looks around the dining room, then sees Richay.

"Excuse me, but what about Mr. Melmie?

"I have a memorial compartment, and now I'm removing it. We're supposed to have lunch separately."

The shop managers at the wooden cage are also scheduled to come to this festival, so Melmie tells them to rendezvous with the store managers at noon for a break.

Open your mouth while Kanes checks the softness of the couch.

"But come on, I didn't think Amane would get you ahead of me. I mean, that bridge across the clouds, what? What's going on, that?"

"We're healing the branches of the world tree into bridges. You want me to explain a theory or something later?

"You look great. Please."

Laughing and riding himself out, Kanes makes a fussy serious face.

"I'm talking about the current owners of Beautellarm and Yoinsley coming, what do you think we're talking about?

"It didn't look like we were working on a pre-adjustment, and the information hasn't come in at all. I don't know, some kind of plan consultation that takes the form of sharing between us and then attaching cooperation to cities and towns. Or maybe it simply explains the idea of a skyscraper or something."

The reason for the visit was not mentioned in the letter, etc. He just wanted Kanes to be there, and he's only sure he wants to talk to us.

"I can't help thinking about it now. Anyway, we need to talk after lunch. What about Aquas? How's the bridge going?

"It's going well. But I'm not gonna tell you what's going on. I feel like I'm begging for the Aquas Skyscrapers Memorial Festival. You're definitely coming!

"You don't have to be called to push. Get ready for a welcome!

Richay and Mr. Calaria sigh beside each other as they poke their fingers at each other.

- When you two get together, you're a whole child.

Teten finishes preparing lunch within the public speaking and brings a plate from the kitchen.

I used to live alone when I was just pulling it off. The dishes made by Teten can be quite delicious.

Today's dish resembles ravioli, sandwiched and sauced with two slices of palm-sized tomato dough stretched thinly, including lamb bird hickey and chopped matra leaves.

The area where the two pieces of fabric are woven into a single piece is colored red red in four corners. I guess I partly condensed sweet and sour minotts resembling kiwi strawberries into the dough. It seems really tedious around the corner where the cleverness of gathering favors from Richay and Mr. Calaria by making them look a little cute, though they put a lot of effort into strange places.

"Sounds delicious"

As Teten's prospect suggests, Mr. Calaria gives it a high rating.

Richay also stared at the ravioli in a rare way.

"Oh, yummy"

Kanes, who brought the dish to his mouth faster than anyone else, zeroes his thoughts.

I'll try it too, but it's delicious. Except for the unfortunate compatibility of the flavors of minotts and matra leaves, it is excellent.

"You're a little uncomfortable with the bitterness of the matra leaves, the sweetness and sourness of the minotts, and the direction of the flavor pointing the other way. It looks very good, but there seems to be room for improvement. Minotts can extract pigments if left soaked in a small amount of oil, so why not use them now?

Mr. Calaria gives a dry rating. The only place with a way to improve is Calaria, who is famous for being a talented woman.

Richay, unable to cook, is desperately fixing her face. Kind of cute.

Tetten pulls into the kitchen with her patties and brings a small amount of improved dishes right away whether she has used extra dough.

When I had a tail, it spinned and looked like it, and when I tried Mr. Calaria's method, I put the shishiki dish in the center of the table.

Try to steal Teten's gaze at Mr. Calaria with a gaze of anticipation, and I'll carry the improved ravioli in my mouth.

"This one tastes better."

"... not Amane"

"Oh, I know. On purpose, of course."

In retrospect, Tetten snaps at my cheek. It would be the usual payback.

After a soothing lunch like that, the doorbell, as expected, informed the visitor of his presence.