Seventy days had passed since I lived in this woodland settlement. But isn't the area as volatile as my hometown, and even after the full moon, I didn't feel any significant changes in temperatures, sunshine hours, etc.

The temperature is about early summer in Japan.

The sunshine time is roughly six hours from sunrise to Jomtien and seven hours from Jomtien to sunset - that's what it would look like if I told the big mess.

Altogether, roughly thirteen hours. It could be a lot bigger than my hometown, the Kanto District of Japan.

But people's hours of activity would be rather short. Assuming sunrise is 6: 00 AM and sunset is 7: 00 PM, I would only calculate that I've been active for about 15 hours, since I'm already sleeping at about 9: 00 PM.

So, when asked if you're sleeping the rest of the nine hours - this is unconscious, so I'm not sure. Even in this world, there is no guarantee that a day is 24 hours.

However, even if you work all day, you rarely remain fatigued the next day. The fact that I eat well and work well and sleep well and find myself in a truly healthy life was certainly something I could gain.

That's it, a day in the white moon.

Even that day we slept in the hall as miscellaneous fish, and it was still better for I-Fa to wake up first.

"Oh...... good morning, Ai-Fa"

When I wake up half of my body scrubbing the nebula, Ai-Fa nods back, "Uhm," he says.

He claws in the middle of the hall and cleverly ties up his long golden brown hair. I liked this morning's scene, illuminated by the white-like sunshine coming out of a plaid window. Just looking at Ey-Fa like that doesn't change me, I can feel the sense of wisdom smudging from the inside of my body that I'm going to do my best today.

"Do yourself a favor. We should have to get some water from the water bottle today."

"Oh, you did"

I moved to the storeroom first because of Mm-hmm.

To change clothes.

More or less in Fa's house, it is common for clothes to be washed along with dinner cleanup.

In a locked room filled with cluttered things, like cracked doorboards, dried firewood, or sawdust on walls, I get bare once and only wear a new waist roll and a vest-style torso. I only have one T-shirt, so I keep wearing it every morning while washing it carefully.

Hidden on the back wall, the top and bottom of the white cooking clothes hang.

Ever since I was able to get a woodland outfit for Ai-Fa, I haven't slept through one. Long-sleeved cooking clothes are unsuitable for this climate, and the practice of wearing this whirlpool pattern outfit is evidence of compatriots by the forest.

(But this guy is originally a Sim textile. Even if Schmiral's son-in-law materialized, it doesn't seem to change that much in appearance)

Yesterday, Schmiral, a friend of the people of the east, was to say goodbye.

Will it be time for him to get up to speed for his departure, too?

When I was sober thinking about that, the doorboard was slammed from the outside.

"Hey, are you sleeping inside? If you're stuck, I'll leave you."

Yeah, I'm on my way.

Take off the waist roll and T-shirt and leave the storage room.

The first step is to carry a water bottle and an iron pan with dishes.

I tilt the empty water bottle slightly and rolled it over to the front door, and Ai-Fa grabs the iron pan and follows it.

"Hey, good morning, Gill"

Gill was already connected to the tree on the table.

It seems that these days Ey-Fa is waking up first and then putting Gill on the table before setting himself up.

At that time, I sneak up on Gill's feathers, but unfortunately, I haven't been able to witness the sight yet because I wake up slower.

Whatever it is, put a water bottle and an iron pan on a pull plate with a cranberry tie on the big plate and set off for the water field.

This would also be a lot easier if we asked Gill to help us, but it was ill to lay in that way only in Fa's house, and besides, this also combines the strength training of a helpless family.

So, as usual, I pull the pull plate when it drifts while I get the ai-fa to support me so that my load doesn't collapse.

The water field is in a rocky place about ten minutes away from Fa's house.

It's one of the tributaries that branched out of the Rant river.

Cold fresh water flows loosely over every rock. It is a whispering water field whose passage is only slightly indented by the power of water.

In the water field, there were four women.

It's the women of Fou and Run.

Only these two houses were close enough to share a water field. Gaz and Rats and Baim are more south, and Sudra and Din are more north, apparently.

"Ah......" one of the ladies wakes herself up.

Not very familiar, young ladies. Does that mean that you are not a member who visits Fa's house from time to time in the hope of making dinner handy?

(Hmm... but I think I've seen it about once...)

Instead of me twisting her neck, Ai-Fa silently saluted the women.

But the women lay their eyes down in awkwardness as they squeezed their hands together.

In the meantime, the three remaining women laughed at us.

"Oh, I 'm-fa to Asta. We're done here, so use it."

"Thank you," I said, pulling my stuff over there.

The restless first ladies jumped off the scene trying to escape.

So, I lay my eyes down again.

I = fa is also silent and faceless.

"Hey, Asta, I need you to give me a cooking cue today, okay?

The older ladies of the run called me that way, so I nodded, "Yes."

"Li-Sudra was going to drop by today, too, so that's just fine"

"That's good. You know, actually, I'd like to try Hanba-gu at our house.... but we still can't do something about it?

"That's not true. Because it's daily training that counts. Even I burned my patties when I first learned how to make them, and that was terrible."

"Is that true? I can't imagine." The women of the run laugh.

They don't feel like they've had more smiles lately.

That is, of course, a major reason for the liberation from the Sung family rule, but above all, it is my view that the brightness brought about by the enrichment of life.

It also comes from both the actual richness gained by selling meat to Fa's house and the richness of the mind awakened by the joy of eating a delicious meal.

Maybe that's a mix of my aspirations.

But they seemed really happy, and they had a strong willingness to improve their cooking skills.

"Yesterday, I didn't drain much blood. Gibba's gonna be in a lot of trouble, so he's gonna have to do it with a rare stab."

"Well, that's fine because the men were all safe. So, as Asta said, I washed the meat with molten rock salt."

"Oh, so you've got enough odor?

"Yeah. Because the men kept the blood out as long as they could. And then I soaked it in fruit liquor and myrmu, and it tasted so good that I hardly cared."

"It doesn't have to be for sale, it's enough for us to eat."

and laugh in a pleasant way again.

"Bye. I will speak to the daughter of the Din family."

"Oh, is that Tour-din"

"Yeah. I haven't seen you lately, so that girl seemed a lot rustier, too.... that's going to be a good daughter-in-law in a few more years"

"Haha," I say, stealing a straw parent.

Ai-Fa was washing wood dishes without words.

It's like our conversation is completely deafening.

So, the first ladies, who were showing a funny bare gesture, are pumping water into the water bottle with a dark face.

As I watched the delightful side, I suddenly remembered who the person was.

This daughter was Sallis Run-Fou, the Fou lady who only visited Fa's house the day she left - before the Sung family still fell, who brought pico leaves saying it was a thank you for the fur that Ai-Fa would deliver.

At that time, he should have had a smaller baby than Kota-Lu.

Haven't you ever had a chance to come learn to cook or face each other on a water field because of the care you had for the baby?

So, this is how it showed up on the water field - I'm sure that that lean, thin baby grew up healthy enough to be a little bit okay to take his eyes off it.

"Bye. See you after noon work."

"Yes, I'll be waiting for you"

That is how the women of Fou and Run took them away.

Ai-Fa didn't try to look up to the end.

"...... hey, ai-fa. Are you also responsible for something with that Sarris Lang-Fou?

Asked that way as he began washing the iron pan, Ai-Fa has responded "not so much as a sticky cause".

"... I'm just saying that Sarris Lang-Fou was familiar with her childhood"

"Heh! Childhood tame! Did something like that exist in Ai-Fa too!

I was so surprised.

but on second thought, it's not surprising. Until Fa's house was badly connected to the Sung family, it should have kept quite interactive with the neighbors' houses.

"So, why are you two doing that at first? We don't need to cover the Sung family's eyes anymore, so why don't we just rejoin the edges, like Limi-Lu and Grandma Ziba?

"... is the edge of a person such an easy thing to reconnect with?

Ai-Fa's voice had no energy.

So I, too, was supposed to reflect on my frivolous remarks.

The Rimi-Lou and Grandma Ziba did not cut themselves off from Ai-Fa. Instead, it was Ai-Fa who kept the two of us away from bringing disaster.

But the folks at Fou and Run are different.

And they were afraid of the eyes of the Sung family, and turned away from the house of Pha, even from themselves.

Still, Ai-Fa had given Gibba's fur to their house unwittingly.

I was secretly helping them live their lives so the Sung family wouldn't notice.

For what it's worth, the parents of Fou and Lan expressed their agreement with the deeds of Fa's house at the Conference of Parents. He clearly flipped the rebel flag in front of the rampant chieftaincy muscle.

That was how the Sung family fell, and Fa's house and their fringe were to be reconnected.

The parents of Fou regretted their deeds and wished that they would bow their heads to Ai-Fa and reconnect their edges.

So it all seemed resolved - but I, too, hadn't turned my head on anything personal.

No way, I never dreamed that childhood tampering existed in Ai-Fa, etc.

I wonder how that Sallis Run-Fou felt disconnected from I-Fa.

And I wonder how you feel now.

I wonder if I feel too sorry for you and can't even get anywhere near Ai-Fa comfortably -?

"... don't worry about the extras, Asta"

And, while engaged in dishwashing, Ai-Fa calls me low.

"It's just one of the causes, such as about the Sung family. The edge between me and Sarris Lang-Fou was cut off so that it could be cut off. I guess that's why they won't be tied together again where the Sung family is doomed"

"... yeah, well, I don't think I need to force myself to take any action either"

That's how I answered.

I'm a fascinating person.

I think that's why the folks at Fou and Run and Sudra also gathered at Fa's house.

Even if it was fundamental to acquiring a richer life than it is now, it seems more than that that the parents of Fou and Sudra must have been distracted by their power as hunters and their righteous behavior as people by the woods.

So I'm sure Sarris Lang-Fou will be back to Ai-Fa sooner or later.

You don't have to make opportunities, but one day, naturally...

"... I thought I told you not to turn an extra mind?," he suddenly grabbed the cheek meat.

"Ouch. Ouch! What the fuck? So you're telling me you don't have to take action!

"That's why I find my face strangely angry."

"Such an irrational!

When I turned, Ai-Fa freed my cheeks relatively quickly.

Surprised, but not as damaging as I thought. If I try to make it an eye-fa, does it feel a little pinched?

I = fa get "hun" to resume his washing job.

I decided to keep a sneak smile on its side, careful not to get my cheekmeat strapped again.

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Once the laundry is done, the next step is the work of the house and the business.

Dry the washed clothes at the window and get to work every day.

My job is to boil Poitan, take care of the knife, and check the pantry.

I = fa's are still taking care of their own swords as a routine. Other than that, break firewood, make dried meat or dry Pico leaves at this time if necessary. Pico leaves were chosen today.

When I simmered the poitan until it slimmed, I put it in a sunny spot along with Ey-Fa's spread Pico leaves and cleaned up the rest of my work, then all the way to the woods.

Firewood, vanilla, grigi fruit, etc.

Of course, cleansing yourself in the water bath is routine.

The folks at Fou and Run seem to be running errands more downstream and will not encounter them on this occasion.

"All right. Let's start with the Pico leaves."

By the time I finished bathing in the water, I - Fa had totally regained my normal energy, too.

Apparently, I-Fa originally likes to be beautiful, and when she takes a bath in the water, she's in a lot of an upbeat mood.

Along with such an eye-fa, I even pick a vanilla.

It is the Pico leaves that preserve the meat and the Leelo vanilla used in dried meat and 'Gibba's Braised Horns', and finally the Grigi fruit of the poison insect repellent.

For the record, I've never been uncomfortable with the smell of people in the woods. The people of the woods devour a great deal of meat and only take a bath once a day, even though they live in this warm land.

For this reason, the presence of this vanilla or grigi fruit is considered first.

Forestside people wear grigi fruit as an arm ornament all the time for poison insect control. The smell, sweet as its puffy flowers, first irritates the nasal cavity.

Yet, if you are a lady, you also have many opportunities to touch the leaves of Pico and Leelo. This is a refreshing fragrance. If it's dried Pico leaves, it smells like black pepper.

Also, is it the efficacy of consuming such vanilla in the body, or is it adding my assumption too - that the people by the forest smelled more of a forest than of a human body odor, and felt as if they were constantly wrapping the fragrance of grass, soil and flowers that they felt when they stepped into the forest.

Furthermore, Ai-Fa uses "Gibba's Fruit" in hunting.

It was said that the dangerous "sacrifice hunt" for its own body had not been going on for a long time, but the scent of "Gibby's Fruit" was more intense than grigi, and it would really remain in the hair, clothes, body, etc.

So Ai-Fa is supposed to constantly scatter sweeter fragrances than anyone else.

Thus, when firewood is gathered at the edge of the forest, and the soaked body becomes hot and sweaty again - it even feels like its sweet fragrance stands out.

A long time ago, with some bounce, he said, "Don't make me want to rush in like a giva!" Or if I slapped him lightly, it goes without saying that he got kicked in the leg once in a while.

Aside from that, after spending about an hour collecting plenty of vanilla and firewood, I'll be back at home.

I'll take care of the harvest, and I'll resume the planting.

Return the cheek-dried poitane to the water and cook 60 servings of commercial and 2 servings of dinner poitane.

So - if it had been before, I would have baked more patties for 'Giva Burger' here, but the job has been taken over by the Raina-Lou's.

Therefore, all we have to do is make pickled juice for 'Meermoo Grill'.

What's more, thanks to Gill, we can also shorten the journey time to Accommodation Town, so we've only got four or fifty minutes left in total today and so on.

"Hmm. I don't have anything to do, so I guess I'll crack it with firewood"

"That's my job," said Ai-Fa, who was scratching the dried meat.

"If you take that job, you'll have my hands full later."

Today's escort is asking the Lew family, so Ai-Fa stays at home.

So, Ai-Fa usually has his hands free up to Jomtien after I leave the house, so he's still encouraging his salary that time.

"Then why don't I-Fa just sleep alone? The men in the other houses are resting close to Jomtien, aren't they?

"Can you sleep even though you don't want to? I've slept at the same time for years now, and I've been awake at the same time. It doesn't change that life any more."

Apparently, since I lost my mother when I was thirteen, I've been working this way from morning to evening.

Until I was fifteen, I was alone with my father.

Since I was fifteen, I've been alone.

"Um, then I don't know what to do. It's halfway through cooking research, and there's not enough work to get you started up front."

The only work this afternoon is to cut meat used in "Myrmu Grill" and in the cuisine of the inn. When I ran out of "Gibba Burger" planting work, my work was dramatically reduced.

So, in four or fifty minutes, it's also possible to clean up those jobs upfront - but if you nod the cut meat to Pico's leaves, they suck moisture more quickly than they do when they're blocked, so the texture changes without saying goodbye, and yet Pico's leaf damage also progresses.

The texture is not going to lose its flavor, but rather it may be enough to age, so some hands explore how to slice the meat assuming it shrinks, but it is unlikely that the life of Pico's leaves will be shorter.

"... oh well, then instead of putting the work forward, should I bring the afternoon work into the next morning"

And I hit my hand.

In other words, the work done the day before will be transferred to the morning of the day.

That way, the afternoon time can be spent researching whole dishes.

This is fantastic, I giggled and was supposed to be looked at with suspicious eyes by Ey-Fa.

"But, hey, is it any different that I'm holding hands for today? Hey, is there anything left for me to do?

"No.... if you're free, why don't you rest your body? After this, don't you have much time to rest until dinner is done?

While sitting against the wall as well, Ai-Fa gave a slightly frightened voice.

"Even when I have free hands, I rest like this until I don't sleep. It's in my job not to waste my strength."

"Hmm, but Gill has reduced my chances of carrying heavy baggage. I'm also afraid that the strength and arm strength I've acquired will diminish."

"... strength or arm strength?

"Oh, yes, yes. Compared to the people by the woods, it must be slight."

Ai-Fa, I hear my health is at the 10-year-old level of the people by the woods.

When I let it peel a little, Ai-Fa stood up with her forehead lifted up and quietly approached me.

So, still silent, he grabs my left and right upper arms with both hands.

"Hey, what is it? Are you mad at me for something?

"I don't get angry for no reason"

Crunching in a low voice, Muggy and I begin to grip my arms.

This T-shirt is drying and is lightweight with one vest. I felt a little strange with my bare skin tucked away from my shoulders to my forearms.

"Hmm... if you do try this, you seem to have gained some strength"

"Is that true? They used to call me a ten-year-old."

"Mm-hmm. Now, it could be equivalent to about twelve years old."

".. yes"

Well, when it comes to twelve, he's about to qualify as a hunter. If that's equivalent, it's probably quite a growth.

That doesn't make my sadness easier.

"Then I wonder if I can compete with Sin-Lu's brother. It's an honor."

"Hmm. Maybe you don't have much of a winner."

Is it that level after all?

I drop my shoulder disappointingly and Ai-Fa looks a little worried with her hands on my arm.

"What's up? Is it still uncomfortable to be stubbornly touched so far?

"No. It's like a massage and I don't even feel good"

"Maasa-ji?

"Oh, yeah, loosening your muscles makes you feel better about blood circulation and stuff."

"Well," he said, moving his fingertips inside his vest to both sides of me.

I even jump backwards screaming "uh-huh" or something.

"Why run away? Weren't you comfortable?

I = fa was decent, holding onto the space around where my flank once existed, in a position where I grabbed it with both hands.

I make him laugh pointlessly "hahahahaha".

"Sorry. Normally it tickled. I'm not offended, but give me a break about that."

"Tickle?... I don't think so"

Ai-Fa lifts his neck, while loosening his brilliantly tight flank.

Well, that doesn't make me tickle for touching myself.

"... me, I remember getting beat up just for wearing your arm back in the day"

"Hmm? Was it?

"And when I stroked your head, you got a little rough."

"It must have been unpleasant to feel like being treated like a child. Now I never find it offensive."

Ai-Fa is real, and he's getting closer to me again.

"You're not lying, are you?

"Yeah? Yeah, I don't think it's a lie."

"Then I'll see what I can do."

"... yeah?

"Come on."

I don't think so.

But I wonder what. Ai-Fa looks very serious.

Did something happen to me that I couldn't measure up to and why I had to be serious?

I didn't like it when this upset EY-FA's mood in the morning, so I decided to suppress the embarrassment in my chest and try to follow EY-FA's instructions.

Pong, and flatten your hands over your head.

My bathed hair is perfectly dry and I like the feel of my hands.

Very warm.

So, so much so that the hair I tied him up hasn't messed up, I'll give him a good stroke.

Then - Ai-Fa smiled, grinning.

"Uhm. It's still not uncomfortable"

That's all!

I was just a little worried. I was the idiot.

No, but I could see such an extraordinary smile in the morning, so in terms of winning and losing, is that a big victory?

No, what battle is it in the first place, this?

"Asta, I cannot go down to town with you today"

And, to the lid, Ai-Fa grabbed the tip of my left hand, which I was dripping down.

Somehow I'm getting serious again, so I put my right hand down from Ey-Fa's hair.

Even after the advent of Zida, Ai-Fa did not attempt to change the plan she had set herself: "Every other day we go down to the lodging town".

Lew and his family are currently in a period of rest, so the escort can get as much out of there as he wants. but i-fa wants to protect me with my own hands as much as possible. But at the end of the grand thought of not being able to set aside the hunter's work - I = fa chose the bitter measure of "every other day".

That should have been a choice under the determination to reduce the day into the woods in half but let it yield the same harvest as before.

"I told Donda-Lou about yesterday. There are so many men in the Lou family that Donda-Lou also promised me that he would wear a sufficient number of escorts"

"Oh, yeah"

"Children with red hair yesterday are not that skillful. I don't think even the men of that division, Sin-Lu, were so inferior in power. If it were Rudd-Lou, it would be any force that could be repelled without bitterness"

"Yeah. Besides, Sanjula's taking a heavy toll on them."

"... if that man named Sanjula, a maneuver like the one at the enemy, even Rudd-Lou, could be in danger. To that end, I asked Donda-Lou for a sufficient number of escorts. So, Asta, why don't you just be rude?

From the innocent smile I just had, I had turned away, and I-Fa had taken a serious look.

It just tells me how hard you're showing me around, how painfully painful that look is.

Still, I suppose I'm hard-prepared that I-Fa should do his job as a hunter and let me do my job as an accomodation town.

I nodded back forcefully, with my left hand taken by Ai-Fa.

"I won't be impotent. Promise me you'll do your job and come home safe."

"Uhm," Ai-Fa narrowed her eyes satisfactorily - and held my hand tightly against her chest.

I was about to panic instantly, and that hand fluttered free.

"I believe you, Asta"

"Oh, hey, let it be!

I'm left confused in the morning.

But I, too, could reassert what I had to do.

Exchange the work of the Inn Town.

And I'm coming back to Fa's house.

It's not just about today. Every day, all the time.

I must return, as I, Fa, have done my dangerous hunting work and come back every day.

No matter what kind of demon Cycleus reaches out to.

And if it is possible, even the figure of Gida, the boy who names the son of Red Beard Gollum, will be associated with the Donda-Lou Clan Chiefs.

Even Turan's michelle figure that Schmiral has found us will do her best to make the right connection.

If the Lou family is going to take on the rough stuff, I'll let them do my job, too.

With that in mind, he decided to sit down against the wall for the rest of his time and rest his body while exchanging unflattering words with Ai-Fa.