My Glasses Will Be Able to Conquer the Whole World, I Suppose.

"I'm hungry"

I was just finishing up a big story, and Sash mentioned that.

These days, I'm not sure about Sash's diet, which was a mess and wasted workout. Because we haven't eaten together.

The fruit of the wild grass, even at the foot of the mountain, may have overwhelmed the hunger. Well, it's not much of a concern, so I won't ask.

"Hey, give me some meat"

"Huh? Me?

"That's all I rambled about. Give me about a meal."

That's why I'm not too convinced.

but I don't like to get tangled up any more, so just give me the meat and I'll do what I'm supposed to do today. They ate a lot of time.

I said it once and for all on the road back to near the dorm, which is totally like a campsite.

"Florentine's been telling me. I really cared about Sash."

"What? That guy? Me?"

Sash was surprised how unexpected it was to have water in his bedear. I'm sure you thought they totally hated you. I thought so, too.

"He said he didn't want to imitate it like he'd abandoned us because he was one of those people who traveled with us and ate dinner with us. I want to go myself, but you won't even ask me if I do, so why don't you tell me what's going on?"

…………

"You're an adult."

"... hun"

"I'm glad you're bullying younger girls. You're more grown up than me."

"Uuuuuuuuuuu - I know.... because I get it"

The Florentine in question was still, as usual, beside the campsite, in the finishing touches of a cute evil god statue (tentative). The face is serious in itself. of wood carvings that are jerking around. Just evil by the time that's unusual.

And the serie stays calm. Cats also remain annoying. That cat's a good guy. Even if you look nasty, I'm patient. Not a cat, though.

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As I passed by the Florentine, I sat bare beside her and in front of the burning trail, looking like I was about to say something, but I couldn't be honest. It is entirely a system of eating rice.

"Because I will prepare the meat. I'll take care of the fire."

"Oh."

"-Oh, are you cooking meat?

Florentine, who should have finished lunch a while ago, stopped by the fire. Oh, why are you coming?

"What kind of meat grill is that? You're not giving out empty lizards? That was good."

Wait a minute.

"You just ate, didn't you? Are you going to eat again?

I was about to cut the meat I was saving, and I looked back unexpectedly. I can pretend not to ask most things, but I just can't ignore them.

"I'm a little hungry, and just a little. As a snack."

You say you eat meat with a snack feeling? Like my sister. I knew my sister was an abomination too... No, Florentine is all kinds of weird, but her personality is surprisingly decent. My sister has all kinds of weird personalities.... He's my sister. I'm that sister.

... okay.

The exchange terms are different things I want you to do in the future, so I'll have them returned that way. It is a loan. Although I have already lent a lot in relation to meat.

Sash finally opened his mouth behind resuming cutting meat, etc.

"Hey."

"Ah? What a dick"

"... I'm sorry, Florentine"

"Huh..."

The first time Sash called me by name, she...

"What a sudden. It's disgusting. Why are you calling me by name?"

"Ah...... ah!?

"I'm telling you, there isn't, is there? Assuming I'm a royal nobleman and a hidden son, don't you? We're not going out with chimps like me."

"Who's pressing you to go out with me?" Why are you flirting? I am! I didn't even tell you!

I looked back.

"Cheer up, Sash"

"Don't console me!

"Even if you don't have the gift of a sword, one of these days a woman will show up who likes you."

"Enough with the sword talent! Don't move on with your frayed body!... I can't forgive you for looking more like someone else than Takako!

Oh, hey, don't. Don't shake it when you have the blade. It's dangerous.

While there was something, for now, I served meat to Sash and Florentine.

I'm ready, so I'll cook and eat and clean up the rest on my own. That's all I'm involved in.

"Sash."

"Ah?"

Chimps watching the meat burn as they compete with the boss's daughter, look at me.

"Because if you don't train with a practice weapon that weighs a lot, it doesn't make a lot of sense. If you don't weigh as much as your weapon, your body won't follow you in action at times.

Maybe he won't build me a weapon, but if it was for practice, maybe he will. You should go ask him to make it. Early. "

"You're gonna say no again."

I don't think so.

The old man at the blacksmith knew Sash's "qualities". In other words, the villagers are sharing our information.

If they are convinced that "this will stretch" and "this guy needs this," I'm sure they will help.

I may not let you hold the weapon yet, but I think if it's for practice, it's more necessary for Sash. You should look for someone else to teach you how to handle it and learn how to use it properly.

"Then you can kick me back."

If you don't make that too, you can buy it when you go shopping in the city. I think Sash needs it, so I won't hesitate to recommend it.

And we want to get busy doing things with each other and keep a moderate distance.

Evening.

When I hunted a few birds and went back to the dorm while the kids cackled me, "It's the meat man -" and "The meat man".

Lately Sash, who had only been training unscrupulously, was swinging an iron stick, in the same place.

Spears. Practice. Apparently, they made it safe.

Such a sash found me back and ran.

"Hey, look at this. You made me, that bald guy."

"Good for you."

Simple, fine work and nothing, long enough to exceed the height of the sash, just a stick. It is sufficient for practice.

"Oh, and he told me to come get it because I could take a bath."

Oh, I did it. They're finally done.