The plain and unnoticed me is no more

I was thinking of making a flower bed in the backyard every morning, because Chiyo, who was off for half a day in the afternoon, wanted to do it, so I entrusted it to you, but it seems that Kevin and the parent who came to have lunch together rarely this afternoon, helped me quickly complete a flower bed about double tatami size with three people.

When Chiyo asked me to look at it, the two helpers were just gardeners, and it was a rare backyard, and it was a wonderful thing to do.

And for some reason, there were also potted roses that I didn't remember buying, and it turned into a three-dimensional flowerbed that was several times nicer than the plan I had in mind.

When I asked Chiyo what happened to the rose, it was apparently Kevin and the others brought some and left them looking at the overall balance.

They said that what they left behind was a service from Kevin's employer, which meant a gift from my friend Maria.

It was not by chance that they came for lunch today, but Maria must have sent them over, caring for me when I was busy.

"Lana, Kevin and the others said they would take care of the flowers and plants at this inn. They say the reward is a daily rice ball."

"Well, at the onigiri...?

I didn't think of it, but I thought of Momotaro. It seems to me that rice balls are not kibi dumplings.

"Fufu, my parents are so fat that they can take on a professional job with rice balls."

"Ufufu, that's right. Besides, Kevin even made a little home garden in his spare space. All are still small seedlings, but I look forward to seeding fruit."

You owe Maria again. You can't do that without your employer's permission. When she comes here, I have to thank her properly. Let me thank my parents and Kevin again tomorrow.

"Thank you, Chiyo, for the break at the corner, but you used half of it to play with the garden."

"No, don't worry, it was so much fun. I've only used it to dry the laundry before, but it will be so beautiful if it is properly cleaned. You might want to serve a table set here and have some tea."

Yeah, that's good too.

I don't see Chiyo, but there are a lot of fairies flying around you who made this flowerbed. Apparently, I appreciate you.

I returned to the kitchen with great satisfaction with the flower beds and began to prepare for the afternoon sales, whispering a song about the flowers unconsciously.

"Hey, what song is that?

Huh?

"It was a melody I've never heard before, but it's a good song."

Ah... This wasn't a song from this world, it was a song that was popular in the last life. I almost forgot the lyrics other than rust, but that might have been good.

"I'm not very good at singing, but I like singing."

"Likes it, but I want you to sing it louder anyway. We're the only ones here right now."

"Oh, please give me something fun."

"Really? Well then, don't hesitate."

I don't think I'm by any means a phonetic idiot, but someday after someone laughed at me, I stopped singing in public.

I wondered what to sing, but I started singing a song by a female artist that I used to sing in karaoke in my previous life. The lyrics were rewritten into the language of the country and improvised into lyrics that do not use words such as "phone" or "email", which are not common in the world.

"Could this be a love song?

"Oh, you're good. You can keep singing."

My voice singing in abdominal breathing is considered a very important thing in the common sense of the nobility of this country.

If you sing, it's common to whisper softly behind your back, and singing loudly is despised by travelers who don't have land to live in. I wonder what's wrong with the travelers, but they're the ones who would be happy to be invited to their bedrooms if they were asked to do so by the power of the entertainment destination.

That said, there is no limit to singing in neighboring Alford, and everyone sings freely. Perhaps there is no such discriminatory way of thinking outside of this country.

In fact, in this neighborhood, which is populated by immigrants, we often see women singing and washing in more volume than whispering, but nobody blames them.

Sin and Taki are listening to my singing like this. Could they be immigrants from another country?

I've loved singing since I was a kid, but I couldn't understand why I shouldn't sing aloud, and my uncle often scolded me.

This way, no one will hesitate to sing out loud, it will dissipate stress, and it feels very good.

I kept singing with my heart free from what I had been enduring. My voice stretches better than I did in my previous life, and my range is wider. If I could sing as I thought, I could become a singer. If I thought anything, the chiyo who was supposed to be in the backyard rushed into the dining room.

"Hyaaaaa! Mr. Lana! Oh, my God! Oh no! Sin and Taki, please stop your hand and come with me!

Chiyo hurriedly pulled my hand out of the kitchen and forced it out into the backyard.

"What's the matter, Chiyo? What's the hurry?

"Look at that! Kevin's home garden...!

Looking at the way Chiyo pointed out, in the small home vegetable garden that had just been made, what should have been definitely a small seedling had grown large, and had already yielded fine fruit.

"What do you mean? It was a seedling just now."

"That's right. If you think you've heard Lana so much, suddenly you start to grow up and you don't know what's going on anymore!

When I saw the flower bed, all that was a buds were blooming, and the fairies sparkled, and remained upon the flowers.

"Because of my song? Are you saying that song raised plants...? Levi, where's Levi?

"Lana, I can't talk to Levi right now."

Pugi?

Levy slipped through the window of my room with a ball of light and turned into a pig in front of me.

"Ah... that's right. I'm sorry, I couldn't get back to human form in the daytime. Let's wait till night to learn more about this phenomenon. Ha, there's too much to ask. Levi, I need to talk to you at night. Can you come to my room?

"Pugi"