The God has moved to another world.

What popped into Carin's eyes as she entered the room was the appearance of a boy with something cheeky all over his mouth.

Black hair, black eyes.

Those eyes are sharper the more you touch them, the sharper they seem to cut off.

What she was wearing was something Carin had never even seen.

I guess it's tied with a string, not a button or something.

Trousers with long sleeves spread out like skirts on unusual jackets.

All the colors are black, with a small crest around the chest like a white embroidery.

He was Carin in front of such an odd boy, but the attention was not in any way suited to costumes or appearance.

Carin's gaze is focused on the boy's cheek.

When you pack food, saying cheeks is a huge bulge.

Then how the hell is this boy with his cheeks as bloated as his own head, stuffed with food?

It was like a squirrel collecting food.

Speaking of which, I used to hear stories about squirrels feeding on an organ called a cheek bag, not exactly a cheek bag.

Does that mean that this boy also has a bag of cheeks?

Caryn stares at the boy's cheeks stunnedly, thinking about something that doesn't matter.

So I think there's a fuss.

Was a creature called a human an animal with a bag of cheeks attached to it?

From an external feature, it seems that the boy would be a race.

As far as Carin knows, there's no cheek bag attached to race.

Does that mean that the boy is packing his own cheek with food?

Humans, there's nothing you can't do.

and so on, but was that true?

In Carin's head, that doesn't matter was running around.

So much so that Carin had been drained of her liver by what was in front of her.

To say that both cheeks are as bloated as one's own head met with enough impact to do so.

Elsewhere, the boy slowly reaches for the sweets that are on the table.

"Are you still eating?!

I accidentally stuck it in, Carin.

Apparently, Carin has a penetrating physique.

"Are you all right?

"Huh?! So, it's okay!

Carin finally gave me back to Boger, who cares to ask.

Due to the horrible footage that went right into the room, it seemed to have stopped functioning for a few seconds.

Carin stretches her spine in a hurry.

Seeing that, Boger decides that Carin seems to have gone back to sanity.

Mizuhiko watched as she stuffed her sweets into her mouth for such an exchange to take place near the door.

As Boger walked out in front of Mizuhiko, he turned his hand to Carin and opened his mouth.

"Thank you for waiting. He's the adventurer I was telling you about. I am familiar with this city, so it would be appropriate for directions."

"Oh. Was I? Who was it?"

To Boger's words, Mizuhiko nodded as he was convinced.

He stuffs more sweets in his mouth as he sighs at Carin's face.

Carin stares back at Mizuhiko like that with a frightened face that sees a horrible monster.

Carin was stiff for a little while, but when she returned to me, she rushed to correct her residence.

"I'm Carin, the adventurer. I'm from this city, so I'll take care of the store introduction and directions."

That said, Carin made a grin, closed her eyes gently and bowed her head.

The action of closing your eyes and lowering your head is the act of thanksgiving used among those who deal with swords such as adventurers.

Mizuhiko, who saw it, turned her eyes slightly round to the motion of lowering her familiar head.

Because it's different worlds, because I thought the way of thanking you would be different.

Mizuhiko lowered her head as she stretched her spine, as did Carin.

"Munchkin. Mizuhiko. I blame you."

Confirming the two of them looked up, Boger nodded one satisfactorily.

When it comes to face-to-face encounters between adventurers, it can actually be important to say hello.

Adventurers, who often weigh the surveys that come from experience and knowledge, and who keep their lives in them, don't want to work much with their first less impressive counterparts.

Of course that's not everything, and sometimes your impressions change as you go out with them.

But it's also true that they tend to weigh their first impressions.

Mizuhiko wasn't the type to decide everything in his first impression, but he still chose Carin as his watchdog, just in case.

Apparently, the aim hit.

Boger had introduced Carin to Mizuhiko, who would be a guide to the city, in the name of introducing him to the directions.

In fact, it's for surveillance and escort.

Normally, it would be taken into account, but Mizuhiko had truly honestly received it as words, demonstrating her "believe as they were told" skills specific to Aho's child.

While appreciating, Boger laughed at Mizuhiko, trying to shy away.

"Because it's also the guild's role to help adventurers connect to each other's faces. Besides, you asked me to write to you."

In fact, guild work also includes helping adventurers meet each other and streamlining their work.

I'm not lying.

Where we were thankful to each other, Carin cuts out the conversation as quickly as possible.

"We are asking you roughly what the situation is. You think I'm buying supplies for the village? First of all, what do you need?

To Carin's words, Mizuhiko snorts.

And when you raise your gaze up to think for a moment, you respond well.

"I don't know"

"What?"

"To?"

Boger and Carin reacting at about the same time.

"From, I brought Mega"

So what Mizuhiko took out of her nostalgia was a shopping list written by Eltovael.

There's a terribly neat line of letters on white paper. It looks like machine printing or something.

Boger and Carin, who saw it, nodded as they were convinced.

"Oh, was that..."

"I see. I can't remember a lot of them."

"Oh. But I can't even remember. I am."

For some reason Mizuhiko boasts.

Carin remained silent and turned her face toward Boger.

To the gaze directed, Boger nods gently to show.

The man named Mizuhiko is a pathetic child.

You guessed it with a silent nod, and Carin turned her face back to Mizuhiko as she was convinced.

"So shall we go out quickly? They rent a lot of guild rooms."

"Right. Hmm?"

Carin's words stopped Mizuhiko from moving as she tried to walk out.

The eyes are sharply narrowed and it looks like they've sensed something.

"What have you done?

Mizuhiko moves her neck to look around.

You confirm something, chew slowly and tell them to include it.

"Kao is just as funny"

……

……

Heavy silence often flows.

The first thing that moved was Carin.

"Yep. Probably because there's a lot on your cheek."

"He said it was cheeky."

To Carin's words, Mizuhiko reached for her cheek.

The palm grabs a cheek that seems to be packed with plenty of sweets.

Mizuhiko, who grabbed his cheek, opens his eyes to surprise.

"Oh, I was just messing around."

It's something I forget to swallow.

On this day, Carin gained one useless piece of knowledge that didn't matter.

Mizuhiko was picking up notes at the Wooden Leaked Nippon Pavilion, an inn, while Alliance officials went to get Carin.

On that return journey, while buying in tons of treats that came to my attention.

"This town freak is good."

There will be few things praised local and feel bad about.

Rather, the majority of them are happy.

Carin didn't leak much either, and made a happy smile at Mizuhiko's words.

"Einfarble is the biggest city around here, isn't it? There's a lot of food coming together."

"Is that so?"

Do you understand or not?

Mizuhiko replies subtly, sneering, knowing or not.

They were now walking towards the hardware store.

Because the hardware section of the shopping note that Eltovael wrote said "as soon as possible".

Written ranged from daily necessities such as nails and mushrooms to tools used in blacksmiths.

It would be a lot of money if we tried to get everything together, but fortunately Mizuhiko has the money to sell Cortesecca and such.

Even if I bought everything on the note, it would be a lot extra.

"But you really need a lot of it"

"Oh, it's nothing. Sounds like one of a kind."

I couldn't quite imagine what rural life was like for Carin, who grew up in Einfarble before she got her mind on it.

Ever since I was a kid, there have been lights at night, and if I twisted the faucet, I've lived with water.

So I could hardly imagine the way I lived in Mizuhiko's village that I was building a village from scratch.

I'm sure it's hard, but I hardly know what kind of struggle there is actually.

Still, reading the note Mizuhiko had made it possible to deduce some of it.

It's written in the note, which means "it's not in the village today".

tools to make those tools into the tools you need for your life.

None of the things written were anything that could be considered too obvious for Carin.

"Einfarble has Alliance headquarters, so I can use a relatively large amount of magic. Right. Oil on the lamp... you need this kind of thing too."

Many adventurers often relied on magic, such as lights.

Lamps and pine lights won't last until they get wet.

But I don't have to worry about that if it's a light by magic.

They are treasured because they can be used in caves or in water, regardless.

Nevertheless, it has the disadvantage of continuing to consume magic all the time while the lights are on.

A person like an adventurer who has been working out from time to time would also be short of breath in horns, just villagers and townspeople.

It's also hard to rely on the magic you buy from your guild.

You can buy magic from the Alliance only if it is limited to the organization and the minimum quantity is determined.

In a small settlement, you can't even buy it in the first place.

"I don't know about Lampu."

Mizuhiko thought it was a luxury to use the light source against Carin, who felt it was "inconvenient" to have to rely on the lamp.

The great book of Mizuhiko's knowledge was given by the red sheath.

The red sheath is a god who lived in the human age before the Warring States.

The lights at night are foolish, and I've lived in trouble for what I eat, what I wear.

In that sense, we are experiencing a more harsh life than the Agnies do today.

Carin gives Mizuhiko's words a somewhat surprising look.

If you try him, say lamp is a substitute for previous times.

I don't use it in my normal life.

What the hell kind of life is that luxury?

I was thinking about that, Carin, but the sight I saw interrupts my thoughts by coming into my eyes.

"Oh, here we are. It's the store."

What Carin pointed out was a shop with a big sign.

There are no walls in front of the store, and baskets with display shelves and merchandise stick out to the road.

The lines range from daily items such as dishes and hammers to adventurers such as swords and protective equipment.

Apparently, they handle metal utensils from one end to the other.

The sign says "hardware store".

Big and that's all it says, nothing else.

"Aren't you being too sloppy? Kanban."

Thanks to the low number of characters, they were able to read right away.

Mizuhiko looks up at the sign and wrinkles between her brows.

Seeing it, Carin smiled bitterly.

"Mr. Oyaji said," Simple Isa Best, "

"Shinpu too easy to do"

The ones in the store do seem to be full of hardware.

That's why why why why don't you leave the store name as it is "hardware store"?

"I think so, too. Well, the store owner's old man has changed something."

"Are you not involved in this?"

Carin had no choice but to have an ambiguous laugh at Mizuhiko, who looked up at the sign.

I felt like I was being told just because I knew the owner of this store.

If you do something inside you, you will feel the damage will come to you.

"If you keep doing this, it'll look like something or something."

"Oh. It's a store name that says hardware store. This is it."

The words deepen the wrinkles between Mizuhiko's brows.

"That's not teeming, it's gibberish"

"Well, well. Anyway, let's go inside."

Try to push Mizuhiko, Carin going inside the store.

Although the expression is slightly harsh, you are concerned about the products in the store that can also be seen from the outside, and Mizuhiko won't resist.

In the store, which seems to be wider than it looks, the two walked in sloppily.

Behind the store was a counter, on which sat a small creature.

In size, is it about as good as riding a human palm?

The shape was much the same as that of a human, but there were some differences.

A pointy ear like an elf.

Something like two tactile sensations, grown from around the top of your forehead.

And four transparent feathers grown from the back.

The figure was like a fairy coming out of a picture book or game.

However, the outfit was strangely odd: wearing a sea urchin.

"Oh, come on."

The tone was also very dramatic.

The fairylike creature rolled the brush in his hand onto his desk when he noticed Mizuhiko and Carin entering the store.

Apparently, he was writing.

The size of the brush was about the same as the person who had it, and it also looked like he was wielding a huge stick in Mizuhiko's eyes.

"That, Carin's husband. Do you have company today?

The fairy creature's voice was husky, like a boy.

Faces and outfits look just like boys in their early teens.

"Oh. Mr. Mizuhiko, he's a colleague. Mr. Mizuhiko, he's an apprentice artisan at this store, and he's a baikim. You're a fairy, but you're a blacksmith, aren't you?

It still seems to be a species called fairies.

A fairy with a wiggly name that doesn't look good turns a smiling smile to Mizuhiko.

"Hi, I work at this store like a baikim. We're also the best blacksmiths around here, so go ahead. No."

Mizuhiko opened her mouth and stared at Baikim, bowing her head as she moaned.

He seems to be in a cultural shock when he encounters a fantastic creature called a fairy.

Seeing it, Carin and Bykim laugh face-to-face.

"Ha ha! Hey, it looks unusual after all! There's a fairy in a country like this!

"The fairy lives in the city."

"How about that?"

To Carin's words, Mizuhiko raised her voice of surprise.

In Mizuhiko's image, a fairy is something that lives secluded behind a forest or something.

I didn't think he was the kind of creature that would be in a place called the city.

"Yes, I used to live in the woods, but it's dangerous! Forest, there's a warcraft! We're small!

"Uh."

Mizuhiko nods as convinced by the words of Baikim, who laughs lavishly.

Indeed, if the size of Baikim were a common fairy size, the forest would be a pretty dangerous place.

Mitsumonga and I might even get attacked on the heels.

"Oh. Right. I'm Mizuhiko. I grab the calf, so I think it will. Say hello."

"You're Mizuhiko's husband. Thank you. Please come in."

Bykim rubbing with sales smiles.

I thought what you call a fairy was a mysterious thing, Mizuhiko, but thank goodness fairies in this world aren't either.

"So, what do you want today?

"Oh, what you have here. Kazuko, hey. I don't want to do that right away."

Saying, Mizuhiko spread the note given by Eltovael over the counter.

As Bykim turns sideways to avoid stepping on it, she breaks her body and peeks in.

"Ha ha. That's a lot of people."

It's enormous whether it's a written item or a number of them.

As he nodded and put his arms together, Baikim sighed.

"This is like a new village."

"Oh. You know what I mean?"

"Huh? Build a village?

Mizuhiko explained the situation lightly to Baikim, who looked surprised.

That we must abandon the village dressed in circumstances and live on new land.

Of course, I won't give Agney's name.

The scattered Eltovael told me, so did Mizuhiko the boulder.

Most of all, "elder", "guin", "mark", "span" and other unique nouns had cancer.

After listening, Bykim makes me nod over and over again.

"I see. If that's the case, you can swallow this amount, too. I don't think I need to talk to my parents about this."

"I knew it would happen. That's all."

To the roaring Baikim, Carin hammering.

With those two elsewhere, Mizuhiko leans her neck wonderfully.

"Do you have a goodbye? I guess not."

Baikim reacted quickly to Mizuhiko's words.

When he smiles brilliantly, he wings his back feather and floats into the universe.

"Sora! Oh, come on, I'll arm you! Especially if you let blades and armor work as a blacksmith. Come on!!

"Really? If that's the case, you'll be here."

"To?"

He was an excited Baikim, but solidified with a look that surprised Mizuhiko's words.

With such a baikim elsewhere, Mizuhiko approaches a bunch of swords placed in a barrel.

That barrel is covered with sticky paper, "Big deal! An apprentice struck an ant weapon!! Thirty thousand each!! It said."

Mizuhiko stares seriously and its blade as she grabs a single sword out of it unconstitutionally.

There were other spears and other weapons in the barrel, all stabbed with sheathless stripping.

But the only thing that bothered Mizuhiko was that one in his hand.

"This is probably every treat."

That said, Mizuhiko puts the sword in his hand on the counter.

With the thin straight swords of the blades, the unusual seemed to be nothing in particular.

The pattern isn't decorative either, and from Carin's eyes, the sword doesn't look like there's anything unusual about it.

Carin put her neck around Mizuhiko's words.

Speaking of Baikim, he looks surprised with his eyes round.

"Ho! By the way, sir, if you were my husband, how much would you put on that sword?

Baikim laughing at it and saying that.

Mizuhiko responded immediately to such an inquiry.

"Hiccup, hiccup, hiccup, hiccup"

When he heard that, Baikim slapped his hand properly.

I wonder how surprised you are.

He opened his eyes wide and his mouth was open.

"This guy - surprised! I saw that, sir! I'll call my parents soon, so have a little town!!

That said, Baikim twirled and circled the universe, literally flying to the back of the store.

Carin and Mizuhiko, left behind, stare at themselves after that.

"It's so frivolous at last."

"Oh. That's really quick."

Carin nodded ambiguously at Mizuhiko's such words as blushing and twinkling.