Late. Tamer's day.

124 story fest?

Peahyolo ~ ♪

Don't, don't, don't!

A sacrificial haruko is echoing in the village.

The festival is celebrating the destruction of Glasharabolas and the village's salvation. The villagers said it was a fest, but no matter how you look at it, it's a pure Japanese-style edge. It's a Western-style village and obviously Western-style dressed villagers.

A lot of stalls and a bunch of them in the center of the square. Above it, the festival is played by Japanese instruments, and the villagers are dancing bonsai.

I was quick to say when I was ready. Around the carpenter of the village, it seems that the bamboo was assembled in an instant.

It's daytime so there's no atmosphere, but still players and NPCs seem to enjoy it.

I was walking with my kids on such an edge. You've been seen quite a bit from around, but you're no longer concerned. Well, it's also huge to say that it's not a gaze directed at me.

"Heh, there are quite a few different stalls. Guys, you got something you want? You're up to 500G per person."

"Mummy."

"Kikku!"

"Kumar"

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My children respond to my words in unison. Even for the first time at the festival, the pleasant atmosphere around seems to convey. Everyone has a cowardly look.

The first person to react to the dewstore was Rick on my shoulder.

"Queue!"

"Oh, did you want something?

"Cuckoo!"

Rick is pulling my hair and pointing to a stall. When I looked closer, I saw a face.

"Welcome -"

"That, Mr. Knut?

"Oh, it's been a while"

The stall seller was Mr. Knut, a bean farmer. The goods sold are roasted beans as is. Don't make fun of Rick's reaction. I bought him some baked beans in the beginning town. He was eating guts, too.

"Cuck!"

"Uh, yes, yes, calm down a bit. 'Cause I'll buy you one."

"Well, it's 200G"

That's higher than the town where it started! But before I told Rick I was going to buy him, there was no reason to stop. I paid Mr. Knut and received a paper bag with baked beans. For once, the quality is higher than in the town of the beginning. Maybe that's expensive.

"Look, Rick."

"Cue! Polypolypolypolypolypoly!

Quickly Rick stuck his head in the bag I held in my hand and started eating polypoly. I adore the buttocks and tails out of the bag.

"Well, eat as much as you like"

"Polypolyqueue"

You were inspired by Rick like that, and now Olt is pulling my robe and appealing to me in some way.

"Moomoo!"

"What does Orto want?

"M!"

Olt pointed at Bishi as this was another stall that a familiar person was doing.

"Yeah? Mr. Village Chief?

"Oh, is that Lord Ute? Would you like a drink?

"Is this juice?

"Yes, honey juice"

It seems that the village chief also runs the beekeeping business, and the juice made from honey that he could take there. I had honey ginger juice and honey lemon juice, so me and Ort had honey ginger. Rick and his bear kept it as honey lemon.

Both only have the effect of restoring 30% fullness, but they taste great. I definitely wanted to ask you how to make it, but you didn't tell me it was a secret. Um, unlike Grandpa Cayenne, I guess it's because we're not getting along personally. Too bad.

"I can't eat Sakura. I wish I had something to buy."

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Sakura shaking her head full of my words. He held hands with me and smiled at Nicole. I'm stroking my bear's head with my empty hands.

Maybe this is how you're saying it's fun to just walk the festival together. But the others are having fun, and I don't think it's fair just Sakura without anything.

That's how I walked, and now my bear stopped.

"Kuma!"

"Fruit shop?

"Welcome!"

"Guys, I see you're selling fruit sticks"

"Bear!

"Well, with these green peaches"

"Moo!"

"Or an ortho? Bye. And the purple persimmons over here."

"Yes!

Kumama and Ort are skipping while twisting the fruit stick. Now Olt, Kumama and Rick have run out of pennies.

And then there's Sakura...

Oh, there it is.

What I discovered was a shooting stall. The festival is an accessory, and I thought it would be for this fringe-style festival. Well, not a gun, but a bow.

"Sakura can do this, right?

――♪

"Shall I try, too?

You can get five arrows at 100G at a time, and you shoot at them. Depending on the sum of the scores, the prizes you get will vary.

Oh, my God, the event points were in the prize, one point, one point. Well, even if you hit it all in the middle, you only get 100 points.

"Er, here's the thing - Yikes!

"Moo"

"Kumar"

"Hey, don't sigh! You have no choice."

――

"Queue!"

Sakura is good. It doesn't have to be the center, but it hits pretty close. It's very different from me.

Sakura had then tried five shots and had converted everything to points, 69 points. Sort of? Me? I'm seven points on three occasions, anything?

Nothing, it's fine because I enjoyed it. Sakura is laughing, too.

As we all walked, we stepped out in front of him. Soon they even came to the center of the square.

The NPCs are dancing sparsely. There aren't many players. Well, maybe it's a little brave to mix and dance in this from daytime? If it's just one player, the mess looks prominent.

I thought I'd go through here, too, and Ort ran out and went. Plus Kumama and Rick go on.

"Mummy."

"Cookmer"

"Queue queue"

I've never done a bonsai before. My kids dance terribly. Something is a suspicious ritual level dedicated to the Evil God.

"Oh, I can't help it. See, this is what bonsai does."

"M?"

"Here's how you slap your hands with bread here"

"Bear!"

"So, here's the thing - yeah, yeah. You're good."

"Queue"

"Sakura can do anything. Orto, it's not."