Otoko Nara Ikkokuichijou no Aruji o Mezasa Nakya, ne?

"No, I'm glad you bought it - thanks for hanging out with me"

Young Nanaka boarded the bus when she told Misa that in front of me. I also boarded following the young vegetables and sat in line for the priority seats as we all moved to the beginning of the bus. I sit next to a young vegetable and laugh face-to-face with the young vegetable when I put the brother-in-law chocolate I just bought on my lap. I think I'll manage to get back to school by after school.

It's Valentine's Day, but I forgot to buy my brother-in-law chocolate, Yukino, young vegetables, and I left school and went shopping in the way Misa dated me. Regardless of me and the young vegetables, the classes are neglected and the boys won't mind by now, as two of Misa and Yukino, who boast top-class cuteness even in the school year, are gone before lunch.

Young vegetables and two, the men in their class, had a laugh that they would be beaten to despair by now.

Me and Young Vegetables are old friends, and it's a good time to say best friend. When we were in elementary school, we had always spent time together since the transfer of young vegetables. I saw a young vegetable that turned blue when I forgot my brother-in-law chocolate at school today, and I also went blue with it yesterday when I remembered that I was playing with the young vegetable. At that time, knowing that Snow had forgotten, I was the one who talked about getting out of school and going shopping with the three of us.

But she couldn't seem to have the courage to get out of class and go outside to buy a brother-in-law chocolate, and Snow asked Misa, who was close to her, out to buy it for the four of us. Totally Misa is a classroom escape just for dating, but for some reason, she came with me with the same look on her face that she seemed to notice. Her company was more welcoming because Misa, who seems troublesome but speaks casually with anyone, is more likely to hang out than Snow, who is always clear as far as I am concerned.

It's normal to buy chocolate at a West Shinjuku department store and board a bus to get back to school. I have trouble blaming you for that, but there must have been a way to get to the nearest station by train without choosing a bus. Of course I'm going to be a little far away, and there's no way I would normally make that choice because I walk more distance, but I guess the word is true that I don't stand in regret.

I remember flying by the side of other school boys who had their hands on suspended leather in front of young vegetables, along with the shock of being poked up from behind, until I stuck them from my head into a salaried man sitting in a single seat on the other side.

It's been more than six months since I was reborn, when I've been able to grasp the general situation. I understood the fact that I was reborn into something else that wasn't human by analogy from my family outfits and others I see occasionally. Although naturally I'm not convinced. It would naturally not be Earth because such a dwarf lives there. There seems to be some humans living in the neighborhood, but we also saw people with animal ears, so this makes no sense for the planet. Stupid, but that much I can tell.

That, that. What is it? Someone who was in a movie going to dump the ring somewhere between volcanoes. Tall but about the size of a normal human adult at the tip of his hands and feet. The size of the head is no worse than that of human adults. Oh, I'm already on my way out of here. Well, no. Anyway, I was being reborn into a dwarf who wouldn't get very big when I grew up. I'm the youngest of my family and I have one brother and sister upstairs. In addition to my parents, my grandfather and grandmother live together. Even when I say grandfather and grandmother, they both still look young in their mid-forties.

By then I was also used to my abnormal limbs. My body had six left and six right fingers growing on both my hands and feet. Of course it is possible to move independently. From what I've seen, the whole family seems like six fingers, so I guess it's not as abnormal as saying.

Family work is farming, and at the time of farming, my brothers and sisters are laid in a tree cavity that grows beside the fields. Naturally, I can see the outside, but it was like a long time ago, as I had already imagined. There's no electricity, no gas, no water supply, so it's obvious. It also seems that all farming work is done manually using sickle-shaped rice balls. The Japanese farmers I saw on TV used a variety of machines, but there seemed to be no such thing, no shadow or shape.

One day, a lot of people came to the village. I hear words I'm not used to hearing about Dabus or anything. I also know some meaning these days because the commonly spoken words are mixed with words that are somewhat English. Apparently, the enemy is attacking this village, so they're here to protect it from the enemy. Is it like a militia?

But those who came to the village (it seems to be the army) used the villagers like slaves, spreading prestige. He seems to be offering food and such. My parents endured saying, "If Lombert occupies me, I'll do worse".

Such a life went on for a while. A month, maybe two. The people in the military still seemed to be under control in the beginning and didn't act too unattended, but it was terrible these days. I'm starting to get violent with young women working on farms.

There was a girl in the neighborhood who gave birth to a rabbit's ear named Merry that would be fourteen, but she was rambled in front of her family by army men who came aboard at dinner. I was wary of hearing it. What a horrible world. Is there no one like a police officer who captures it and judges it?

But I don't know what that means, my house wasn't damaged enough to say it at all. The reason for this was also recently discovered. They had your father's brother, that is, my uncle, among the military men who came into the village. In that relationship, our family did not end up in such a tragic situation that food was heartless or your mother was raped. Both my parents grandparents were happy with their luck, but I couldn't help but be anxious.

Because after I drove back the person who attacked me (I couldn't push him back, I never thought about it), I thought our family must be absolutely resented by other villagers. People admit that those who are as unhappy as they are are are companions, reach out to those who are unhappier than themselves, but those who are happier than themselves are determined to be jealous. I can't help but envy and envy my family because they are in the army.

Even in anticipation of such a situation, which should itself have brought relatives into the army, there can be no such thing as admiring its wisdom. I think it's better if you don't think, "Damn well," or, "Why just him?" I'm sure even if I had been born in another house, I'd be determined to think so if I found out about this situation.

Apparently your father's brother is named Kalod. I've been held up several times. The light black skin burned in the day, but I think it's my uncle because he looks like my grandfather, grandmother, and father. But there were times when I gave a cunning look, and I had to think that I was in the end a brute worker in the army. I just had a good smile when I held the three of us brothers and sisters without a hanging. I thought this guy would protect our family and I was smiling the best I could too. Look at that. Uncle Carod breaks up again.

Please. Uncle Carod. Please protect us.

It was in the morning when another month or so passed. The inside of the village became rushed. We were kept in the usual wooden cavity, held by a mother with a scary face. The mouth of the cavity is blocked and tied from the outside. It was your father who blocked him and tied him from the outside.

A horse or something rushes around and a howl echoes from all over. I also heard screams and screams. My brother and sister were scared and hugging and crying at my mother. Mother was squatting small with that mouth blocked. Maybe Lombert and the others attacked. I couldn't wait to be scared, too, but I felt like eating up a lot of non-grown teeth and raising my voice. I thought the efforts of your father and mother could be wasted if you cried out without being able to control your emotions here. Also, naturally, Lomberto's fear of finding me and killing me was making me do that.

Her mother, who held her brother and sister in both hands, was like a spell, "It's okay, it's okay. Rest assured," he repeated, whispering as if to tell himself. I was also wonderfully relieved to hear that. I guess it's because I've been screaming less.

I have no idea how long it's been. I also feel like a few tens, hours, or minutes again, but this would be too short for a boulder. I can hardly hear the screams anymore. Could it have been repelled? Has the terrible feud ended yet?

That's when I thought I heard Uncle Carod. He seems to be talking about something, but he can't hear it. Occasionally there is a painful voice. Sounds like beating meat at the same time. The sound was getting closer and closer. Uncle Carod doesn't seem to be alone.

"Hehe, sir, this way... she's a good woman..."

"Hmm, well. Well, if you don't look good, I'll just kill you."

"Shall my husband do it with a dwarf (halfling), too? Then there's something better about a woman of my own..."

"That's right..."

What the hell is Uncle Carod talking about? In a dim cavity, Mother's face, looking up from the cage, was drawn blue.

The cavity was blocked and stripped forcefully.

Uncle Carod, who lost his right hand first from his elbow, was peering in with a distorted face. He's badly injured! Uncle Karod was immediately kicked in by another man and softly flew away with a frog's crushed voice, "Hubbub". A man in leather armor with a rather sophisticated design, separate from Uncle Carod, peered into the cavity.

"Hih!

Mother twists herself in a cavity trying to hug her brother and sister and escape from a man's hand. I cry out loud like a fire, not only to my brother and sister, but to me, for so much fear that suddenly struck me. The man stared narrowly at his mother's face away from the cavity, instead putting the tip of a glittering spear into the cavity.

"Hey, woman, you're in trouble, come out right now. If you don't, I'll poke the kid like this and kill him!

That's what the Romberto man said and threatened your mother.

"Mule sister-in-law! You better listen to me! They're gonna kill you if you stay put!

I heard Uncle Carod. Mother tried to lean further behind the cavity with her face drawn, but naturally it was already the limit. My brother and sister and I just raise our voices and cry out too.

"Ugh! I don't need you anymore! That doesn't even make you a slave. Die!"

Looks like the man stuck a spear pulled out of the cavity to the side.

"Wow! Oh, no... that's a different story"

"Let's stick together!

"Damn!"

A bloody spear plunged into the cavity and was immediately pulled out.

"I'll count to three. Come out. I'll make you a slave. If you don't come out soon, I'll stab you to death from the kid. One."

"Please wait. I'll be out in a minute! So only kids!

Your mother screamed in panic.

"Oh, come on!

The mother, who held her brother and sister and let me out of her cage crying while she was caged, has her brother hugged on her feet and me and her sister in both hands.

The man with the spear was a short dwarf like your father.

When I stared at your mother with a nasty look to tell, I said, "Put the kid down to the ground" and poked the spear at her. Mother said, "How about just kids!," he cried, "but the man gave no ear to his mother's words.

"You're a loot! I just have to be a slave now! Just put the kid down. I'm on it, man!

The spear stretched and pierced my chest.

"No! Tumin!"

That was the last understandable word I heard.

I felt a cold, but at the same time hot spear tip plugged into my body.