Takarakuji de 40-oku Atattandakedo Isekai ni Ijuu Suru

Rarely irritated by the sense of remorse and helplessness that pushed him over, even as he leaned down and zeroed a puffy tear on the floor and swallowed (mumbled) and cried, Baretta realized that she had another self who thought terribly calmly.

Next door, I worry about myself crying with trembling, and the best is gently stroking my back.

Second, the idea came to mind whether to stick a "sushi" on his chest like this and throw out all the weak sounds he had accumulated so far.

It's about him, I'm sure he'll take everything gently and draw on his wishes.

Don't go anywhere, cry, and he'll be by his side the whole time.

The other self in my head reprimands me for being stupid.

Are you still going to ask him for something, saving my father, saving my village and keeping a warm eye on me every day after that?

Would that satisfy you if you could go into his kindness and let him stay beside you?

Didn't you want to be what he needed, not just what he was given and protected?

While promptly admonishing his own selfish thoughts, Barletta did not shake off that sweet temptation.

Because if I cried to Ichigo now, I was confident that Ichigo would choose to be beside me over everything.

This young man, who comes from a country called Japan, is irresistibly popular.

If you ask me to help you, I can't help reaching out, and I don't hate it if I could be at a disadvantage as a result.

No matter how much I was respected and appreciated by the people I helped, I've never even shown shards of bareback that made me feel good and proud.

The trend was more pronounced for those who became close and favored them.

Especially against myself.

"Crazy......"

Let's make it easier by hitting him with all the weak noises and all the weak noises.

If you do that, you might even be able to slow down and make him your own.

Suddenly moved by the temptation in the name of the floating intention, Barletta looked up.

However, the moment I met my eyes with a good one pointing a worrying look at me, I felt the illusion that my head was rapidly cooling, as if I had been bathed in cold water.

"Yeah?"

Fatigue remained intense on the good face answering with a smile on the call.

Under the eyes, a neighborhood (Kuma) can be formed, and the cheeks appear to be sprinkled for some time.

Even though it's only been three days since Isteria broke up.

I don't even have to think about why.

I guess I've been doing everything I can in Isteria for the last three days to save the Arcadians.

Since Yiliang came back to the village, Barletta should have seen Yiliang's face many times.

When we greeted each other at the entrance to the village, we also had a conversation looking at each other's faces.

And yet, I didn't notice at all.

No, should I say I wasn't even trying to notice?

Until now, Barletta has tried to grasp the speckles of thought and emotion by crushing and observing how it is, trying to know a little bit about a good thing.

That was the same about good health.

I offered him a massage if he was looking a little tired, or even cut him up early when the two of us were studying in the middle of the night to make sure Ichigo slept before continuing to study alone.

Whenever Barletta offered a massage or early rest, Ichigo said it was okay and hesitated, but Barletta didn't give in there.

While I was pleased with the generosity of the good, I was careful not to strain it as much as possible.

I tried to help the villagers all the time if I let them go, such as field work and firewood pickup. For the best, I took care from day to day so that they could spend their days without much notice.

Yet, Barletta thinks.

What am I now?

It's the same as only thinking about yourself and not thinking about anything good at all.

Where has the desire to be what he needed to be, which continued to haunt him until just a few minutes ago?

While he was alone and troubled, Ichigo was doing everything he could to save the Arcadians.

Besides, Ichiyoshi heard that the village had been attacked by a bandit, and he even rushed back to me.

Stirred by the sweet temptation, I felt like I was floating in a fever and it turned and sucked.

To myself, fierce disgust boils down.

My mouth dries from my tease, my chest gets clogged and I'm about to stop breathing.

"Ah... I... sh..."

"It's okay. Calm down."

To the strange Barletta, Ichigo tried to speak gently and caressed his head gently.

When she could still see no change, Ichigo held her softly against her own chest.

And he kept gently stroking his head, saying it was okay, over and over again.

The next morning.

Yiliang surrounded the breakfast prepared by Balin, who had returned to the mansion at some point, with Balin parents and children.

But that seat, unlike usual, has no conversation, and all it sounds like in the living room is the sound of chewing food and the occasional bumping of wooden dishes.

What a subtle atmosphere dominated the living room.

"(... what's so awkward about this)"

Ichiyoshi turned a blind eye to Barletta as she sipped a can of soybeans and the hot juice used by the vegetables picked in the village.

Baretta is carrying food into her mouth with a slow modus operandi, with a sunken expression similar to that of last night.

When Fu Yiliang felt her gaze and turned her attention to Balin, Balin was asking with her eyes, "What happened?"

Even if you ask me that, Ichigo has an inner mind.

After that, Ichiyoshi didn't leave the side until Valletta settled down, holding Valletta tight to reassure her.

No matter how annoying you feel, you don't have a hair.

It was an act that came to Barletta's attention when she suddenly went crazy and had to do something.

But after doing so for a while, Barletta suddenly said "I'm sorry" and left her without even looking at her, pulling her into her bedroom.

and to this day.

After breakfast in such a subtle atmosphere, Barrin asked Barletta to clean up after him and took Ichigo outside the mansion in the name of going to see the other villagers.

"Mr. Kazra, there seems to be something wrong with Barletta."

At the time Barrin left Ichigo and Barletta alone last night, he was assuming that Ichigo would do something about the latter.

So I didn't expect Barletta to look any stranger.

By the time I heard Barletta cry over the door of the house last night, I was optimistic that now Barletta would be able to hit the one she was also accumulating.

And yet, things are getting worse.

Honestly, I didn't know what that meant.

"No, I don't know what it is either. Did you ever change anything to Mr. Barletta while I was away in the village?

"Is that something... right..."

Asked nicely, Balin recalled how Barletta had been doing over the past few days.

Speaking of what you can think of in that......

"Barletta's been blocking me ever since I broke up with Mr. Kazra at Isteria. I thought seeing Mr. Kazra would cheer you up."

"Ho, ho"

YiLiang replies to the indescribable information given by Balin while still having difficulty reacting.

If you were breaking up with yourself and blocking it, I guess that means it was too hard to leave you.

It seems strange to know the information from our father.

"Also, when the burglar attacked the mansion, Barletta was pushed down by one of the burglars. Fortunately, the bandit was able to be defeated before something was done..."

"Huh!?

Ichigo, who was about to float slightly into information from Balin earlier, was stunned by the outrageous information that came out afterwards.

Being pushed down by a burglar would mean, by the way, that he was about to be raped.

Think normally, it's not strange if you're traumatized.

That means.

Last night, Ichiyoshi's attempt to reassure Barletta was likely a hell of a landmine.

After trying to reassure him, he imitated the wound.

With that in mind, I also feel convinced by Barletta's attitude from last night to this morning.

"... Mr. Balin"

"Yes?"

"Well, if you don't tell me first, there's nothing I can do."

"Ha, ha"

Yichi sighed deeply at Balin for not knowing what was going on.

Then an hour later.

Ichiyana had asked Barletta and one of her friendly young village daughters to explain the situation so that she could take care of and follow up with Barletta.

"I wish I could, but I'd like to ask you to be the same lady here. I'm sorry to ask you to do this all of a sudden, but please"

"I don't mind that..."

The village daughter, who heard a good story, had a face that was so inconsistent, but for now, when I talked to her, she took on a good request.

He also handed herbs back to the mansion and secretly blended them, taught them how to brew herbal tea, and asked them to drink with Valletta.

Ichiya, who attached the story to the village daughter, now went to Isaac, who was camping at the entrance to the village.

"Good morning, Master Kazura"

When Ichigo reached the entrance to the village, Isaac and Habel were already waiting for Ichigo.

Both of you, it's been a long time since I've been able to take a rest last night, and my expression looks bright and in good health.

In contrast to Ichigo, who was concerned about various things and failed to sleep well.

"Good morning. Is nothing different?

"Nothing wrong so far. We regularly send out multiple scouts around, but no one seems to come close to the village."

In the wake of the attack on the village of Grisea, Isaac seemed to be quite concerned about the tail.

If you didn't find anything on your perimeter reconnaissance using a veteran soldier named Kingsguard, I guess this area is really safe.

"Do you know when the follow-up will arrive?

"We're supposed to be leaving Isteria this morning, so we'll probably be there by tomorrow night at the latest. I will place a scout along the way, so I was wondering if I could inform Master Kazura a few minutes before arrival."

"(Does that mean you can afford nearly two more days)"

Listening to Habel's reply, Ichigo began to recount the actions he could take now.

Two days later, as many as 3,000 cloth bags and tons of carriages and luggage to carry them arrive.

Initially, the plan was to keep them waiting at the entrance to the village for a day or two, during which time Ichigo would arrange things in Japan, etc.

However, as a result of the early departure of Isteria after being informed of the attack on the village of Grisea, the details of the work will change slightly from the original schedule, but it seems that time can be used more efficiently.

"Okay. Then I'll get ready in time for my subsequent arrival. I'll be gone to God's kingdom for a little while so I won't be able to reach you, but don't worry, just wait."

"Yes, I did. Best regards,"

Sincerely dropped off by Isaac and Habel, who bowed their heads, Ichirano turned to the miscellaneous woods leading to Japan.

"Uh, I feel like I haven't been home in a really long time."

Through the cobblestone aisle, Ichirano returned to his Japanese mansion for the first time in seven days.

The environment surrounding Ichigo has changed dramatically over the past seven days, and as soon as I returned to this mansion, which remains unchanged, I was surrounded by a sense of immutable security.

Having enjoyed the mansion landscape for a little while, Ichiya turned it on when she took her phone out of her pocket.

And, as usual, do a search for the information you want on the Internet.

"Eh, direct compost sales are... oh, I wonder if this is close"

Hundreds of thousands of WEB pages quickly get caught up in the search when you hang your search with search terms like 'compost direct selling swarm horses'.

Among them, he confirmed the item of compost sales for a ranch called 'Gunmar Ranch LLC', which is relatively close to the mansion he is in.

This ranch also appears to produce a lot of compost and has considerable reserves.

For a small support such as that provided in the village of Gricea, buying fertilizer at the home center would have been sufficient, but the support provided this time is of a different scale.

We need to revive the Great Barn Zone that we saw before when we walked to Isteria and that runs all the way across the horizon.

Nevertheless, the experience of fertilizer spraying carried out in the village of Gricea has shown that crops develop abnormally when fertilizers are given in the manner commonly practised in Japan.

To revive the crop, it would be fine to considerably reduce the amount of fertilizer than the fertilizer spraying done in the village of Gricea.

For now, there may be no problem with diluting and spraying it to about a tenth, depending on how the crop grows.

Still, the scale of fertilizer spraying is not the ratio of the village of Gricea.

"Ugh, 3,000 yen per ton is cheap. I wonder if this is the market..."

While stunned by the direct sale price far lower than the fertilizer previously obtained at the home center, Ichigo walked out toward the mansion's exit to confirm his address and stop walking.

And look at the tatami-laid floor you're walking on right now.

"... this is the only time the floor is going to fall out."

This time, Ichigo was going to carry large quantities of compost together for at least 500 kilograms.

I intend to use a rear car or trolley when transporting it, but it breaks my bones quite a bit to tow with one of my own.

So I was thinking of buying a four-wheel buggy or a small tow truck for towing.

But I just realized that there was a problem before that.

Before coming to this mansion for the first time, I heard from Maki, a good father, that this mansion seems to be a fairly old building passed down from one generation to the next.

What happens if you pull a trolley with 500 kilos of fertilizer back and forth in such an antique-like wooden house with a buggy or other tow truck?

Even if the floor didn't fall out, it's not strange to fall into it.

Even though I've pulled the rear car back and forth on the tatami so many times before.

Even if it's invisible, it might be time for the limits.

I was so anxious, I grabbed the edge of the tatami and gently lifted it up.

And I accidentally opened my eyes to a sight that appeared from under the tatami, which I had never expected.

Under the tatami, a sheet of iron was laid on one side.