Why don't you build a village on top of the world tree

Although we have decided to create a smoking facility to prevent plague in rum birds, now what is the matter?

"Can Amane also create specialized facilities like that?

"It's not Dada who qualifies as a bridgebuilder. You'll be asked to take the qualification exam. What about Melmie like that?

"I'm not sure. There's a training school for heat management officers in Katella, so I think there's a craftsman who's good at it."

"The heat source manager? You need to be qualified."

A heat source manager is a profession and professional qualification established to prevent fire in this world that exists on a world tree.

The world tree is hard to burn because it is a raw tree, and it does not burn your feet for what you normally live in.

However, in addition to the hot tub, it is stipulated that one or more heat source managers shall be placed in the facility for fire prevention when maintaining fire over a long period of time, such as a smoking facility. If broken, the towns, cities and skyscrapers that bind the area can be arrested without question, and those responsible can be sentenced to extreme punishment.

I don't want to die either, so I have to find a qualified heat source manager.

"I think we should just design where we're going to build it in the village first."

Agreeing with what Richay said, I put a chair in front of the drawing table and spread the map of the village on the desk next to me.

"Richay, there must have been some material in the bookcase that said the wind direction of the last four years, so take it. I think it's to the left towards the bookcase."

"This must be it."

Richay, who stood in front of the bookcase in advance, pulls out the material and offers it to me. I'm a thoughtful partner.

As far as the dossier is concerned, the wind often falls to the east side. Smoking facilities should be built under the wind to prevent smoke from flowing into the village, so it would be easy to install them east.

For smoking facilities, the form is prescribed to some extent from the base to the shape of the roof. This was also to prevent fire accidents, and there were provisions for materials and construction methods.

It is also not an architecture where much originality is questioned. It would be counterproductive to apply a slight hand from a maintenance point of view.

Should I slam the outer wall slightly to suit the atmosphere of the village?

"Fire-resistant demon bug material in the corner, iron plaid in the window?

Melmie, with her hands on my shoulders and a peek into the blueprint from behind, sees exactly where I'm stuck.

"Wouldn't it make you look like a prison?

"Make the iron plaid a decorative object and you'll be fine. As for iron products, you get them cheaply for a lot of demand."

Richay comes out of the bookshelf with a catalogue of plaids. When I was setting up my office in Yoinsley, it was something I was showing my client for reference.

"It's a smoking facility, so I like the shape that makes it easy to clean even if it comes with jaws."

"Richay said again that he had no such body or lid. Maiden."

Melmie puts her hands on her mouth and stirs up Richay.

"It's a creature called Maiden who lives with reality."

"Something little hard to say and I'm trying to roll it in smoke!?

That's all Melmie wants to say.

"I'm an incomparable woman."

"It's just like smoke!

We're good friends, you guys.

Listening to the stupid conversation that also rises to the heavens of Richay and Melmie, I get up after the design.

"I'm going to Katella City. We need to recruit artisans and heat management officers."

"What's the cost?

"Two jade coins, I guess. Look more, I want three."

Since I'm the designer, I don't need a fee for the bridge-builders, but it's still a high-value building with only specialized facilities.

Richay turns the books and sighs.

"I have a sale of lamb bird eggs from Goigara Village, so I can twist them out, but this month it's confirmed by a deficit."

"And I will find and hunt demon worms along the way"

Besides, this is a necessary investment...

Kattella is a city with a population of sixteen hundred inhabitants with four branches in the subcloud no layer and two branches in the cloud no layer.

Arriving at the end of a full two-day journey from the village of Tacax, this city of Kattera has a training school for heat source managers and a hot water shop that is always open. Yuji customers coming for this yukaya were constantly becoming one of the sources of income for the city of Kattera.

The city of Kattera has another source of income.

It is the secondment of a group of artisans specialising in the construction of various facilities where heat source managers should be located.

Dispatchable anywhere, east, west, north and south of the world tree, they had become a means of obtaining funds for the city of Cuttera with their arms that had developed to the realm of expertise.

"- Two pieces of jade. There seems to be some good blueprints, and there's nothing wrong with that."

One of a group of specialist artisans in the city of Kattella, the manager of the hot smoke factory, looked at the blueprints and put his arms together.

"It's a facility where heat management officers have to reside. You can't build a village without a qualified person. This is the rule, so get me a heat source manager first."

I thank the manager for writing me a letter of introduction to the training school and give him dried lamb bird meat from a souvenir.

"Oh, it's not a rum bird. I like my kakaa. There is."

It's also worth making when you take it with a smile.

The manager said that the village of Takakus was the only one around the city of Kattera that kept rum birds, so buying them on the market would put a little value on it.

That's why the name of the village of Tacax is beginning to be known on the market as a rum bird region.

"Nevertheless, the villagers often agreed to raise lamb birds as stinking birds."

"My lamb birds don't care about the smell until they get inside the breeding shed."

"Is that true? Well, if you go, you'll find out. But it might be hard to find a heat source manager."

Because it has become famous as a village that raises rum birds, it seems that the image of the stench is accompanied by a simultaneous spin. For this reason, he said that he would want to work in a better place to qualify as a heat source manager, which is said to be a difficult qualification alongside the Jianqiao family.

It is reputational damage.

Visit the training school of the heat source manager with a reference letter given to him by the store manager.

The number of students will be about fifty in a school year or fifty in all because they say they have three grades. Each year, around 30% will fall in the qualification exam, so 35 heat source managers will be born every year.

It's another question of whether or not to work with it, even if you qualify, but it's a number that seems to have someone else in the job.

They put me through to the principal's office, and I say hello to my gray-haired grandfather who was waiting there.

"He is the village chief in the village of Takakus. Amane."

"Welcome to our school"

Sit down, tell him to sit down on the couch. It is only placed in the principal's office of an elite school, and it is a premium quality seating.

"Looking for a heat source manager or something. Is there any condition?

The headmaster joins hands and asks me.

"There are no particular conditions such as this. If you say so, you might be able to run a smoking facility."

I guess this isn't a refinement of the conditions because this is where the experts in that hand get together.

The principal shrugs "I see" and shuts his mouth for a while.

The principal, who observed me to measure, coughed and opened his mouth.

"The heat source manager has a lot of people who are hot and bitter. It's like an occupational disease, so to speak."

I've heard that story before.

The heat source manager said it was a bloody profession.

Facilities dealing with heat are important in every village, so they are often held in high positions without refusal.

Since all heat source managers who are considered hot blooders are excellent head bearers who have broken through difficult tests, the interpretation of those who are more temperamental than hot and painful is common.

After the principal looked at me as he measured, he took a few books out of the bookcase on the wall.

"Please read our educational curriculum here"

I'll take a look.

It also had textbook objects from the heat source manager, which I had been a little interested in before.

They also melt iron taken from smoked, charcoal-baked, bathed, iron-mouthed birds and cast iron, etc., which was also a good textbook with scientific considerations on it.

Others seem to learn the description of carbon monoxide poisoning, the classification of the facility where the heat source manager must reside, the facility outline, etc.

Facility schematics are worn with my qualifications as a bridge builder.

The training school in the city of Kattella offers field training and says there are smoked huts, charcoal grill huts and baths on campus.

"Let me show you around the school first. We need to show you how skilled our students and graduates are."

"Please"

It would be very helpful if you could show me your technical level.

I get up and leave the room after the principal.

In case of fire, the idea is to promptly move to extinguishing the fire, or there is water and fire extinguisher-like powder everywhere.

The hallway was also wide enough to make it easier for people to come and go. This would also be to make it easier to cope in the event of a fire. Every material is made of fire-resistant demonic bug material.

This school is so expensive. That's an elite training school.

"I'm currently in class and all my students are in the classroom or the study room. Let me show you to the classroom first."

The principal turns down the hallway and hangs his hand on a door that was nearby. It's called a sliding door.

Twenty-five men were taking classes at the end of a door that was gently pulled open without making a sound. All of them, strong surfaces on top of good stature like billows.

It's a classroom that's supposed to be big there, and it's a tremendous amount of pressure and heat bitterness even though it looks like you can afford it enough. The room temperature seems to be about three degrees higher than in the hallway.

"Surprised?

"Oh, yeah, well"

The heat and bitterness is better than listening. I thought it was a bodybuilder's rally.

"Even in class, you wear thin clothes."

The principal nodded bitterly at the words he barely put out of his throat.

"Everyone who visits our school will be surprised there. I usually wear thin clothes because all the boys in this class, but the girls wear proper clothes if it's not an internship. Some students are looking to have a warm workplace because they are cold."

Cold is a bodybuilding in front of me - a word I can't imagine coming from a heat source manager's egg...

After the classroom, we head to the study room.

Apparently, there's a charcoal-baked cabin in the study room that you can see ahead of you leaving the school building with the classroom and the principal's office and proceeding down the crossing.

"Charcoal is a major export of the city of Cuttera, isn't it?

"Right. It is more consumed within the city of Kattera, but it is also exported. Even in our school, charcoal produced through traineeships and others is sold within the city of Cuttera. I have a reputation for being hard to blast."

Care is taken not to breathe moisture so as not to explode charcoal even in the village of Tacax. The charcoal stored for sprinkling in the ram bird hut was purposefully moisture-wicking, so much so that it was thoroughly instructed never to take it out and set it on fire.

Proper management of charcoal also seems to be a learning item for heat source managers, and they are also learning how to do so in charcoal baking huts.

When the principal opened the charcoal-baked cabin, about ten students inside were observing the movements of teachers burning charcoal. The students wear short sleeves shortbread with a hand wipe around their necks. There are also two female students.

On the walls of the charcoal-baked hut, the charcoal produced was wrapped in bark and stored. A peek into the bark indicates the date of manufacture. There is no difference in the way it is wrapped in bark.

I looked back at the principal.

"This one's better for students?

"The one on the far left would be the teacher, the others would have been wrapped by the students"

Seems like a professional can tell the difference when they see it.

They're going to have it re-wrapped again and again until they get the pass, so I guess even what the students wrapped up can be kept for a few years.

"Can I think of this as graduate technology?

"A graduate would wrap it up better. You won't know the difference between how to store charcoal in an amateur person. There is smoked coyote thigh made by last year's graduates, so I'll bring it later."

"Thank you"

I am interested in smoking made by graduates of this training school.

In addition to smoking lamb bird feather cushions, the smoking facility to be built in the village of Tacax, Richay said he also wanted to smoke meat and eggs.

So it would be easier to keep them alive in the future if we could find out the smoked arms of graduates.

Thanks to the students, I left the charcoal shack with the principal.

With that leg, he stopped at the food pantry, which was also set up in the cafeteria for school officials, and received smoked meat, which he returned to the principal's office.

Smoked koyo momomo meat is placed on the table with the tea.

I'll try a slice. Although the salt gas is a little strong, it is also critical and cannot be sold as a product.

"How about that?

Ask the principal and return a candid opinion.

"You have a good tongue."

The principals, who laughed brightly, take out the roster of graduates and continue the conversation.

"Only one person can introduce you right now. I'd like to introduce her if I don't put any particular conditions on it. I have a lot of difficulties with my personality, but I can assure you that I excel"

It's a rhetoric that fuels anxiety.

It would also widen the range of choices a bit if we waited until the current highest grade graduated and qualified, but it is the same with them that we have the right to choose. Whatever the facts, there won't be any likes who want to come to a village with a reputation for smelling.

"What about seeing you for one second and deciding after the interview?

"Will you meet me!

The principal rises to the dew with joy and takes the initiative to walk out to the door before I change my mind.

"I'll show you to your room."

"In the room, is it?

Is it ok to suddenly visit and go?

Covering his inner neck, the principal missed his gaze as hard to say.

"She's in a cage..."

Is it really okay?

Before I said I'd see him, I can't even withdraw my foreword. If we just meet, it's free.

Follow the principal out of training school and walk through the city of Katella.

Only the head of the typical heat source management officer training school in this city of Kattera is the principal repeatedly called out for just walking down the street.

The stranger I walk with seems to think I'm a student of training school.

Correcting one thing at a time is also a hundred million robberies, so I'll just keep it for a meeting. Even though it has nothing to do with me directly, it annoys my training school when I take an unscrupulous attitude that they mistake for being a student.

The arrival was a dormitory located up the aerial corridor of the city of Kattera.

"Teten, are you there? Mr. Tetten!"

The principal knocks on the door on the first floor of the dorm.

Then a voice returned through the door.

"... who?

Despite going through the door, it was a clear and well-passed voice. The shade of the voice as it sinks into its bottom for an easy listening minute is emphasized.

"It's me"

"... Principal?

"Oh, yeah. I want to introduce you today. [M] Why don't we meet?

"I won't see you."

It is an instant answer. I wasn't surprised because I heard it was a pull.

And the principal couldn't even give it up.

"This is the village chief who came looking for a heat source manager from a village called Takakus. It's a village anyway. Much fewer people than the city of Katella."

"Meet"

I immediately withdrew my foreword. I am stunned at the speed of that transformation.

The door is pushed open from the inside when the key is turned.

It was my young daughter who glanced at me. My age is no different than mine.

Dark-colored brown hair with loose waves reaching up to her waist, her eyes hidden with her forehead. His face was also bent over, and his hips peering through the half-open door pulled him to fear the outside world. My inner legs are shaking in a pull.

"... young man. It doesn't fit."

That's what she said when she looked at me, and my daughter shut the front door tightly.

I don't want to see you right now, I don't want to see you. I didn't expect to eat a shutout because of my age gender.

"Here, this, Teten! That would be rude!

The headmaster who knocked on the front door sighed giving up that he wasn't getting back, turning to me and bowing his head.

"I'm sorry. As you can see, they are distant in every institution because of their dark character and low number of mouths. It seems that the interviewer was often a young man, at that rate completely..."

I'm pretty sure she graduated with excellent grades, but her personality is too far from the image she holds in the term heat source manager. Above all, he seemed to just get a prayer for trying to work in any institution because of the number of people who were so small to get him into a high office.

I don't care.

"Mr. Tetten, the person I'm looking for is someone who can manage a smoking facility. You don't have to force yourself to stand in public, and some kids in the village are about the same age as Mr. Teten."

Speak through the door.

Slightly, the front door opened again.

"... cute guy?

"I guess I feel like a healthy daughter. Lovely face and personality. But shut up. Well, I can read the air."

"Some beauties...?

"The kid who's doing the accounting is like a moving doll. I guess the contents are the working beauty of realism."

Needless to say, it is Melmie and Richay.

Mr. Tetten, who shut his mouth to indulge in my answer, looked up at me with a bending face.

"Don't get bullied......?

"I want you to tell me if you get bullied. Strike measures."

"... uh"

I'll make one last push at Teten, who still looks troubled.

"I only manage one of the facilities as a member of the village. There are no smoking establishments in the workplace other than Teten, who will be the head of the establishment."

"... I'll just go"

To prepare, Mr. Tetten closed the door again.

Seems to have succeeded in luring them out for the first time.

"What a surprise."

The principal twinkles with the potpourri.

If you turned your face in wonder, the principal was staring at the front door.

"I didn't think she'd make up her mind to leave the house to the point where she said she was going to take care of it."

"I think I feel safe in a village where women of the same age work."

Besides, there are many men who work in establishments that maintain fire for long periods of time because they have to wear it hot and thin.

The fact that there are no other officials in the smoking facility must have also pushed Mr Tetten's back.