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

Apparently it was cheap.

Marcto was born just as he ran in.

"Good, good"

In a world where health care is quite well developed, but it's more due to doctors' technology than medical devices.

Though infant mortality is pretty good, and so we can't get distracted yet, Marcto and his wife won't be the only ones who were born safe and at ease for the first time.

For once, as long as I have the money, I may have the option of having the special effects of a pandemic, the fruit of a world tree.

Now, there's more to be done than just being safely born.

"We'll have a drink to celebrate Marcto's fatherhood -!

"Uh-oh!

"... Guys, don't you just want a drink?

I also say yes.

Today's store is a baked chicken shop that goes to Marcto as usual. Lately, Ram Bird Searing has also been on the menu, and rather than being a grilled chicken shop, this shop presents the appearance of a Ram Bird Specialist.

If you succeed in poultrying a hello bird, you're going to get more menus.

"By the way, your wife's attending the girls' party tomorrow, so Marcto's supposed to take care of the baby. Don't get drunk."

"Copy that!"

"I'm not sure if I can be relieved."

"Marcto, let it go."

"I'm the guest of honor..."

A gingerale-like beverage is placed before Marcto protesting.

"Hey, Mr. Town."

What the shopkeeper put in front of Marcto was a lever case made out of sink. The sunset, spicy corn flour and mayonnaise are accompanied by a sauce made in the style of pepper mayonnaise. It is a beautiful contrast between the light peach colour of the lever casing and the milky white colour of the sauce on a black flat plate, an appetizing product just to look at.

"It's a celebration. Wrap it up for your wife."

Store owner thumbs up and glows white teeth.

Marcto thumbs up in return, then takes a bite of Levercase, grips his fist and strikes with emotion and trembles.

It is the usual sight. I'm used to it.

The owner also handed out the liquor to the billows and placed a clear amber liquor in front of me.

"You're Denieri to Mr. Amane. Fifteen Years of Yoinsley. It's a celebration, so I'll give you a discount."

"The owner is fat."

"Because I'm looking after you. Especially to Mr. Marcto."

I'm going back to the kitchen to thank the shop owner and put up a cup.

"So, here's to celebrating the birth of Marcto's daughter. So - Marcto announces your daughter's name!

"It's up to Mitoy"

"Ooh!"

Applause for the patsy, drink.

Alcohol is strong even though the smell of alcohol is completely quenched by the fragrant smell of burning wood. The fork stretched unexpectedly on the lamb bird's thigh meat on a leaf-shaped plate.

Excellent compatibility. Happy in the mouth. Next time, let's make it at home and try it for everyone.

I asked for an assortment of grilled chicken without difficulty. Billows cheeked the skewer because of it and then looked at Marcto unexpectedly.

"That's a lot of decent names. Did your wife piss you off?

"No, I thought to myself"

"Marcto!?

Marcto puts his neck around his stunned surroundings.

"Yeah, unlike Ram Birds, you don't get that many, and you won't have to take care not to wear them under strange names. Instead, what's the best name that's easy to call and remember?

"... well. Marcto is a decent bird if it's not involved."

I forgot. It's been all about the poultry plans for hello birds lately.

Billows arms up.

"And was it a girl? We need to fashion it."

"Mr. Marcto is a high payer, isn't he?

Lazze, who was picking salad, looks at Marcto and me and asks.

I don't know about exposing people's salaries, so I looked sideways at Marcto.

Marcto is the head of the raising of ram birds, also the head of the raising of sinks, and also the head of the hellohollow bird poultry programme. It's only overseeing the bird-related core business in Takakus, and it's been paid quite a bit.

Marcto watched Lazze after finishing his last slice of liver casse and ordering a dish to be roasted with fluffy trout eggs in cheese sauce.

"I get quite a bit of it, so you can make it look stylish. You'll still be quick."

"I would definitely like to have a grocery store in Tegrus... but you don't handle clothes"

Tegurus said as he stroked his jaw and looked at Mr. Aleut.

"Where do you buy orphanage children's clothing? Or is the church paying you to come around?

"I'm buying it through an orphanage in Hedgeway town. We may even buy from the city of Kattera, but basically they buy clothes instead of financing hedgeway orphanages."

Mr. Aleut answers as he rocks the water surface of the cup and plays with the reflections of the in-store lighting.

"Buying in the aerial market for Takakus can be a little more expensive because of the combination of pedestrian profits, and if it's the Takakus Church and the orphanage alone, that's not the case with the entire northern side of the world tree."

"You're funding a nearby church. So you don't have much money to be free either? I was under the impression that a lot of kids were quite fashionable."

You're remembering the orphanage kids, see who Tegurus is the day after tomorrow.

Mr. Aleut pointed to the coat he was putting on the back of the chair.

"This was made for me by an elderly boy in an orphanage. A lot of kids are fashionable these days because they're wearing that kid's work. There must be a lot of sweaters, right?

"Oh, were you making your own? I don't see that pattern in any market, and I wondered what was going on."

Tegurus, who looks convinced, begins to observe Mr. Aleut's coat.

I was intrigued and looked at it, but it's well sewn and even embroidered on the collar. It appears to be an illustration of the foliage, but it is an embroidery that has no problem with everyday use by Mr. Aleut, who is also a bishop of the Tacax Church.

It's gonna be for sale, this.

"Why don't you let Beautellarm study abroad? If he wants to go, but..."

"He wants to go to Kattera City in person. There are also workshops and chambers of commerce dealing with clothing and yarn coming in from the neighborhood of Hedgeway Town."

"I don't think it's very popular because it smells like smoke. Well, it's not fashionable, so competition isn't intense, and I'm sure you could hire me with this arm, but isn't self-esteem too low? What do you think of Tegurus?

"I agree with Mr. Amane. You should do a full study on this, including the drawings. It's imaginative."

"If Mr. Amane and Mr. Tegurus say so, tell him in person"

Still, it's hard to be stylish from handmade.

"Can Marcto or his wife craft?

"My wife knows some things. He made me a stuffed lamb bird."

"... oh, oh"

An English talent education had already begun. The appliqué of the rum bird on the sawdust seems to follow.

If you look around, Billows and Ratchet are laughing bitterly too.

I spoke to Ratze as Marcto remembered.

"Speaking of which, how are you doing in class? My wife was worried I might be in a hurry."

"I took over without any confusion because I had already shown my face beforehand. And the students said congratulations."

"Really? I'll tell him."

I feel like the pavilion owner's calm has followed me in a good way, Marc.

Billows wrapped his arms around Marcto's neck.

"You don't look as crisp as a man who can. It doesn't look good. I don't know who this guy looks good on."

Yeah, yeah, and Ratze nods at Bilose's words. I guess I was uncomfortable with Markt's calm now.

"I thought if I wore a man of my father's majesty from now on, I could survive my daughter's rebellion."

"Oh, you know..."

"You were just born, but you're already worried"

Since there was only a man with no children, Mr. Aleut nodded deeply with his arms, not knowing what the problem was, but about to become a subtle air. I look like a man who can.

"If that's the case, I'll take care of it. As an orphan director, I can still consult as much as I want if I am a bastard who has watched various periods of disobedience, regardless of gender."

"- Ya bei, I'm unmarried, but there's a child rearing bastard, Master Aleut!

"Master Aleut, bishop of the Church of Tacax, who has given birth to several pairs of couples without her yet, has a different penetration!

I'll try to stir it up with Billows.

"Hehe, ask me anything. Couples, a collection of parenting concerns, this areout will answer."

You're not moving at all.

Mr. Aleut was so impressed that he let our incitement flush away.

Highly resistant to incitement. This is the man that Magimon can do.

"I wonder why she can't."

Billows also stops stirring and twists his neck.

Mr. Aleut looked away.

"Simply because we haven't met. It's only lovers who come to church."

"Oh, there's nothing I can do about that. You have a marriage wish, don't you?

"That's it already"

Hmm.

I slap Ratze on the shoulder.

"I'd like to hear it."

"Yes, what is it?

"How have you been with Micam?

"... Huh?

"Didn't you think it was broken?

"... could you give me a break?

"Just sickled"

"Yep..."

The talking spearhead and gaze are extremely focused on the ratchet caught lightly in my sickle hanging.

I have a grudge against Lazze, who looks at me with his eyes, and Mr. Aleut, who is willing to knock down his ex-colleague who ran out, Billows, Marcto Married, who sees them from high ground.

I'll slap Ratze on the shoulder again and give him a helping boat. Match pumps work until extinguishing fire.

"If you set up a concoction, you'll forgive me"

"Welcome? What's wrong with you?

"Nod. The story starts with that."

"That is so cowardly!?

Explain the concordance to the reluctantly nodded ratchet.

"Don't worry. I'll keep my hands around the back too."

"If Amane turns her hand around from behind, it seems that this one doesn't have to do anything."

"No, no, because this kind of thing is about the will of the person"

"Does Mr. Amane say that?

"I say so, but look at that one"

I direct Lazze's gaze to Teturus and Mr. Aleut.

They were happy to see. I am already willing to fill the outer moat. A merchant who went from one or a pedestrian to setting up a shop on the aerial market representing the skyscraper Takakus, a bishop who positively puts the bride and groom troubled by one or marij blue to live a full marriage. I'm not the one you can beat with your mouth.

"Ha, I get it. You just have to plan it, right? I'll do it, already."

Behold, he undertakes, and Teturus and Mr. Aleut, who stirred up the liquor, then Bilose honors and stands up.

Beat Lazze's shoulder again sighing at them thriving.

Now I drop my voice so that I can't hear anything but a ratchet who turns to the side just to say what it is.

"Like sickle hanging. That's a lie."

"... which is it, no more"

"I wonder why you noticed. I ran into a scene where Micam was talking to Richay."

"Uh, please elaborate"

"I can't say any more, but I have a pulse. The matter of the concord also helps to ensure that Ratze is not misunderstood. At last, the sign daughter of a coffee shop in Tenbashi is the founder, so thank you for your help to Mr. Aleut."

"Wasn't Amane in the dark at the time of the sickle hanging? Oh, my God."

That coffee shop is a destination, so when asked, Richay and I can't turn it down.