Seiun wo Kakeru

Winter day is short.

It's like a day only exists from morning to evening because the lights are such a precious time.

Inevitably, I sleep early at night.

Instead, in the morning, before dawn, the sky rises at the darkest hour.

It was morning.

The room with the door closed is dim, but there are signs of the sun. The chicken was announcing the dawn.

When Age gets out of bed, she shivers herself into the crisp air and dives in again.

Oh, warm.

I knew the bed was the best.

Beds that I've always wanted to make and have finally completed are large enough to be queen sized with luxurious use of large grown old trees.

Tania was happy with the bed as well, complaining that the room would be smaller.

The duvet contained duvets collected in cotton sheets and made warm duvets.

The duvet has a small amount of cotton. The only difficulty is the resilience, which is as hard as a sherbet, but it is extraordinarily comfortable to sleep compared to the previous laying of "Rather" on straw.

I was happy to let go when I could.

After that, I was supposed to sleep on the floor by myself.

Then, until now, Tania, who had thought she was sleeping well, was unable to wake up early in the morning because of this warmth.

I still sleep quietly next door right now and travel to the world of dreams.

I woke up earlier than myself in the morning, almost simultaneously when I went to bed, and since I'm a woman who doesn't usually show much of a gap, the time to look at my sleep like this was precious.

Good luck all the time.

He strokes his hair in gratitude for his hard work and his hands move straight to his soft cheeks.

Holding it down with your finger returns a puffy feeling.

Soft.

Tania's body is soft wherever she touches it.

It's the same about the limbs as well as the feminine rounded breasts and buttocks.

But I don't feel sloppy at all.

Behind it is a supple muscle, forged into a harsh environment.

Female-specific roundness and suppleness.

That's the beautiful proportion of people living together.

Age's hand strokes Tania's body.

He strokes his clavicle from his neck muscle and reaches his abundant breasts.

Size enough not to be covered with palms.

Right down there you can tell the shape of the ribs, but it's a great volume.

Foreigners say they have different statures, but I figured there are many good fleshy women in the village.

Move your fingers. Change shape as much as you want to match the fu.

The fine skin of the skin seems to suck.

How can you be so calm?

I feel like doing as much as I want.

You touched it too much without hesitation, Tania's eyelids moving pimply.

Shall I pull my hand like nothing happened, no, or shall I be grand?

My eyes opened while I was thinking.

"Mmm... ah..."

"Wake up?

"Good morning.... you were touching your chest again"

"Too attractive"

"Amen."

I can't stop talking.

A sweet voice leaks from Tania's mouth.

But there's no desire there.

It's just for the tip of my mouth.

Tania's gaze is still blurry.

Is it hypotensive?

"I really like opium. It's like a baby."

"I grew up without knowing my mother, so I'm hungry for motherhood."

"Oh, you did"

Tania hugs me after I look unexpected.

Big breasts fill my vision.

I get my head held and stroked.

"Look, it's your mother."

"It's embarrassing."

"But Age, sometimes you look so childish, don't you? Desperately sucking on opium."

"Because I'm a man...... I mean, you're not angry today."

Usually, they scold me for what I'm doing in the morning.

Tania's attitude today is very gentle.

I'm honestly delighted with the half side, I wonder if they're going to demand anything, what a read behind it, and I can't even calm down.

"It's a festival day. I don't have a job today, and it's special."

"Is that what you mean? Then just a little, spoil it."

"Hehe. She's like a really little girl."

"It's special today. Special."

Plenty sweet.

"Come on, let's make it breakfast"

"Just a little more..."

It's time to wake up.

"Okay. By the way, what are your plans after that?

Tania gets up in a flash and slips through well.

I want to spend some time flirting if nothing.

Before such an Age thought, Tania smiles.

"You need to be ready for a fun festival. We ladies are ready for dancing meetings and cooking. I heard the men have stage installations and stuff."

"I'm going to serve the dishes I learned in my hometown today."

"You could have cooked with Age."

There is a bitter smile in my gaze as to why you won't make it.

Age wasn't sure to adjust the intensity of the fire with firewood while cooking.

No matter how much you deal with fire in a blacksmith, it's another matter from the technology you deal with at work.

My wife is really awesome at making delicious dishes casually, but every time.

"Because it's a man dish, you're going to lose out on Tania's delicious dishes."

"You want me to eat something delicious, because I love you."

"Always a pleasure."

……

Shit. My face is hot.

Embarrassing.

You said it and embarrassed yourself, Tania also leaned down with a bright red face.

We don't have a word to talk to each other. There was a silence that made me want to be sweet and bored for a while.

Gohon, and he coughs up, and he leaves the house unexpectedly.

"Water, I'll get it."

"Please"

We looked at each other and laughed embarrassingly at each other, each beginning to prepare for the morning.

Preparations for the Toyota Festival had been made at the village level.

The place heads west from the village chief's house, in front of a sprawling forest.

The forest around it is a bottomless marsh and has always been a restricted area.

The square in front of us is now mowed of dead grass, ready for bonfires and for incineration.

Large quantities of alcohol and fruits that can be eaten as is are collected beside them.

In the center there is an old altar, like a stage where about ten people can move around.

Is this what they call the altar?

Even though most of the other buildings were wooden except for the pantry and the like, this altar was completely stone built.

It would mean that it is an important facility, conceived to be used for so long.

"Age, over here!

Jane, who admitted to seeing how Age was doing around, calls out loud.

You're still a compiler for the ladies.

Several village women turn to Jane for instructions, each of which immediately moves to the holding area.

Jane herself was in the middle of making bread.

White bread, which I rarely eat, is worked out, and I mix honey.

It's been a luxury since the wedding.

Imagine the flavor, the saliva overflows unexpectedly.

No matter how good the cooking technique is, when there are limited ingredients available, there is a limit to the deliciousness.

If Tania made me out of this material, I would imagine that.

"Well done for coming."

"That's so lively"

"It's obvious. It's a festival of rich goddesses wishing for a year's harvest. More powerful than any festival."

"I see. It does depend on the fruitfulness and whether you're hungry or not."

"That's not all."

"What do you mean?

"Toyoshi's goddess is a god who gives her a baby. Tania seems like it's time to have kids, and you should be sure to pray. Maybe it's more important to work hard at night than that."

My shoulder hurts to be bashed and slapped, laughing hahahahahahahahahaha luxuriously.

Does Jane tend to be prolific, having seven children?

Four of them died of illness before they became adults, but the remaining three grow up well and help with the house.

It's time to talk to my brother or sister, what a story, so I guess we're still a good couple.

"I'm fine, but Mr. Mike was screwed."

"Nah, you can't be a hunter without your strength. Well, if that's what you're gonna say, next time I'm gonna make you eat some really good food."

Since you are a hunter, you should have applied it to meat more often than anyone else.

Perhaps in addition to vegetables like garlic and onions, there will be gut-based dishes like liver.

The woman on the border is strong.

And its strength was not limited to simple muscle strength.

In the morning, I thought of Mike's face, which was slightly shuddered when I met him, and I held my hands together in my heart.

It's sad.

I hope I don't have kidney failure one of these days.

"Well, you just have to leave my husband to me,"

"That's right."

"So, what are you going to make? They teach you to cook like you've never eaten anything before."

"That's right, I'm going to make something called a hamburger. How to make..."

"Heh, that's not good. You can expect more of the flavor, right?

All Age thought about was how the hell to use up all the ingredients in this village to make something delicious.

There are limited ingredients that can be used at any rate.

Livestock such as cattle, pigs and chickens are available.

But vegetables are onions, garlic in carrots, and cressons in turnips.

There are no tomatoes or potatoes typical of Italian cuisine.

Most western dishes Age could make herself were Italian, but in that Italian she had the problem of using tomatoes very much.

A further problem is flavoring.

I could simply make fries, but because of my life without sauce, I wasn't likely to make a convincing flavor in me.

It is the food situation of this era that keeps all the vegetables and fruits that are ingredients of the sauce in your stomach if they are going to rot.

Taste is second to none, most of all nutritious, so I can't say I can't.

If I can afford food in the future, I am definitely going to start improving it.

Even if I give up rice, I would love to make soy sauce, miso, and sauce.

A hamburger would give it a little saltiness and aroma with herbs would make it taste good.

Another excellent thing about hamburgers is that all the ingredients that have usually been discarded, such as suji, can be used just for mince meat.

"I'm free. Gather around!

When she finishes her explanation, Jane quickly flies new instructions to the women.

Instantly crush the cattle and pigs that were prepared for today's festival (...) and dismantle them handily.

There's not a single woman with blood, a scream in her gut, a distraction, or such a cute reaction.

Instead, it was Age who screamed in his heart.

When my crushed eyes are sadly open, I accidentally want to turn away.

Of course, the owner who was raising him would be sad enough to take care of him and put his emotions into it.

But no one on this scene showed such a reaction.

Oh, I've come to a different world than modern times.

It's not like a world lined with beautifully drained packed meat.

It was a world where people raised their voices and nobody refused to take the brain miso and use it to tann it.

Old women were strong.

Of course it didn't happen because they wanted to be, but the environment probably made it stronger.

But I was in the mood to show off the difference in strength as a person in different ways.

Is Mr. Tania this strong, too?

If the couple got into a fight, maybe don't lose, it was Agie who got a little nervous.