Isekai Ryouridou

That's how I combined the dusk forest with the backbone that pushes forward with Ai-Fa.

Apparently, the evening visit is genuinely close, and it's getting a lot dimmer around.

"Because of you, I've wasted my time. If Giva attacks you with such darkness, don't die."

With his hands on Ey-Fa's left shoulder, he proceeded with a hiccup and walking with his injured right foot covered, "Giva?" I asked back.

"You set up such a pit to hunt him, didn't you? Could that mean an animal like that boar?

"... a sign?

"Oh. It's black, it's round, there's horns growing here..."

"That's Gibba. You, did you see that?

"I saw it. I mean, they chased me around. So I fell into that pit, and I..."

"You're an idiot. If Gibba chases you, it will be the norm to escape on a tall tree"

"That's why I don't know what's going on."

As I said, I dropped my eyes on the left shoulder of the eye-fa I was grabbing.

"Hey. Maybe this furry cloak, is that giva animal fur?

"Naturally. I'm a forest folk, a Gibba hunting folk in Morga. The people of the woods hunt for Gibba, eat his flesh, and sell fangs, horns, and furs to live."

Carefully shrugging the bush, my grumpy eyes look back at me.

"... and the inhabitants of Stone Capital despise such a forestside people as' givah eaters'"

"Hmm? Why? Bovines are delicious."

Again, I am not proud of this, but I have also had winter breaks in the middle two, participated in a farm campus of a hunting club, and judged boars and sea lions.

The sissi pan I had at that time was really delicious.

"... that's not a 'I sign', it's a giva. Giva's meat is hard and stinky. And the people by the woods who eat Gibba stink."

"It doesn't stink. You're pumping a really delicious smell."

Ey-Fa's deep blue eyes float the seemingly grumpy light.

Hmm. Your daughter is hard to handle around her age.

And then, I'll tell you in the honor of Ey-Fa, nothing. This guy doesn't just scatter the smell of meat and fat. Rather, the smell of sweet fruit and sober vanilla is stronger, but it teases me with the flavor and exquisite sensation of meat that drifts, stimulating my appetite center.

"No, but really. I have such a good nose. That giva is delicious, I'm sure."

"... there is no delicious or unsavory food"

Oh, that's outrageous. A challenge to me that was a cook's end, though an apprentice, is that it?

But, well, I could only shake my world's values in this situation. After that I concentrated on walking silently, without beating my extra mouth any more.

So, when I walked all fifteen minutes in the woods - suddenly, my vision opened.

We're out of the woods.

The sun is already about to set 80%.

In the light of the orange residual light was the swaying of the hilly settlements.

(oh...... really, it's a world where humans live properly, this place is)

What's going on, my chest is full.

It's dim and I don't know, but the little wooden houses dot the rocky ground that seems to have cut through the mountains. Some of them were lit with red fire, and the high sky was filled with evening smoke white.

(... see, that smells good.)

The protein ingredients of the veterinary meat and perhaps the smell of vanilla and spices are dissolved in the atmosphere.

It was a struggle to mock the sound of my stomach so as not to piss me off i-fa.

"Outside the woods, that sounds idyllic and pretty good. How many people live in this settlement?

"I don't know.... well, a lot would be 500."

"Five hundred? You're such a big place. I feel like I don't have that many houses." "

"... the people by the woods are building settlements from the north to the south in the form of a partition between the mountains of Morga and the territory of Genos. It takes more than half a day to reach the end of the settlement."

Hmm. Dotted dwellings in a very longitudinal territory, in a distant sense? Smaller population density is such a snob story, but it also makes me feel like I don't really deserve the name "settlement".

I wanted to try to gather some more information, but there came an unexpected intruder.

"Hey, Ai-Fa. What the hell is that poor starving ghost?

And he was called in by the voice of a wild man from across.

I was greatly surprised and Ai-Fa whispered her tongue "chip".

"Nothing. It won't matter to you, Digga-Sung."

"Doesn't mean it doesn't matter, does it? Sung's house is in a position to rule the people by the woods."

A big shadow approaches me slightly.

It was a young man dressed as an eye-fa or a stopover.

Tall, tall. Scared by the measure of our world, there will be 180 centimeters.

It has a solid skeleton and flesh and seems to weigh nearly 80 kg.

It has a short mowing of black and brown hair, pale and black skin and blue eyes. Except for the color of the hair, it's the same as the eye-fa.

Also clustered in its large body are fur capes and cloth torso coats, which hang a ton more fang decorations around the neck than the Ai-Fa.

And it's still the thick machete and the knife that's falling back on its hips.

He's stuck blocking our path, and he's been hitting us with an unrelenting gaze.

"Yeah. Weird little Rina outfit, huh? What kind of people are you?

You have a wild voice, but it's a somewhat prolonged and uncomfortable way of talking.

Besides, even though I have the same color eyes as I = fa, this one is getting more and more cloudy.

When I said I was the second person to meet visiting this world, I didn't seem to be the one to have a very favorable impression.

However, he has been in business with me since I became conscious.

If you're having an epilepsy on someone like this, the merchant's son won't be bored. That's what I thought, and I thought I'd put a lot of love into it.

"It's none of your business," Ai-Fa told me.

"I have no duty to Sung's house, and more than that, I have only been annoyed by a man named you. Speaking is also a hundred million robberies, so just erase that big figure for nothing, Diga-Sung."

"What, in front of you..."

The man's complexion changed, but Ai-Fa's mouth never stops.

"If you have a complaint, I'll fight you anytime. If not, don't show up before me. You're blind, Diga-Sun."

That's what I said, and I-Fa just started walking.

As for myself borrowing that shoulder, I have nothing else to follow. As he crossed the throne of a young man trembling in anger, he met with modesty one day.

"You bigoted bitch of a detached thing! Be careful at best so you can't get your head cut off from behind by mistake with Gibba!

The voice of a man who has lost his restraint echoes at the foot of the mountain.

The pastoral scene is ruined.

"Um, come on, maybe it's not about me being the stranger who talks. Shouldn't we take care of your neighborhood?

"... that man named Diga-Sung snuck into the bedroom that night I lost my father, trying to sneak me off. So I hit him until his ankle stopped standing and dropped him in the river."

…………

"Since then, there has been no place for me in this settlement for the reason that I have embarrassed my son in the trace of Sung's house.... you want me to take care of him?

"Foreword withdrawn. I lost it when I met him. I think I'll hit him once too."

That said, when I stopped letting go of my hand from Ai-Fa's shoulder, I was grabbed by my right wrist with tremendous momentum.

Thin but powerful fingertips feed all the way into the skin.

"What are you talking about, you. Diga-Sung and others are not worth beating"

"No, but that makes it unreasonable for you to feel bad about your shoulder."

"I don't have any shoulder blame or anything. It's just annoying to be human with someone you're not even a family member, but rather annoying."

Blue eyes with a strong and resolute light incomparable with the man just now stare at me like angry.

"But if you harm the Sung people, I will be held accountable for everything that brings you into the settlement. If that happens, now it will be time for me to be banished from the settlement.... Are you going to tell me to live as a wildling, you?

"Oh... that's fair enough, right? I'm sorry. I wasn't thinking about your position. I wonder if I'm hungry and I'm losing my mind."

Then, as if to show agreement with the word, my belly rang "grunt".

With my wrist grabbed, Ai-Fa starts shaking her shoulders puffy again.

"... you, on purpose, huh? So you want to be thrown down the river, too?

"Wow, you can't purposely belly or do such clever imitations. I mean, you can laugh when you want to."

"Weird!"

Ai-Fa thrust my arm away and started walking with her big crotch again.

I panic and grab it on my left shoulder.

Watching those bright red ears and noodles like that, what I thought was blurry - "I knew people in this world were warm when touched," was a truly outrageous feeling.