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

"Brother Ama! Hima now?

It was one of the boys who came to the orphanage who spoke out the window of the office. He's seven years old, only a platter he wants to play with, and he's going around the village looking for someone to play with.

"I'm at work. Wait till after lunch."

"Yes."

Replying well, the boy rushes somewhere tattered.

Richay, who was summarizing the minutes at the office, looks up.

"You're missed."

He said, "I don't pay attention to it. I'm just being licked."

The elderly children who live with those boys in the orphanage and those from the Salatin City Orphanage who sometimes go to see how things are going are telling the orphanage children to keep their mouths sour and out of the way of their adult work.

That's why the orphanage playfuls seem to be inviting me and Marcto to play a double-digit sibling frame of age that doesn't usually go out to orphanages.

"You're not coming to Mr. Melmie's, are you?"

Teten nodded all the same to the right against the blurry Mermie.

"Melmie deals with blades when she's at work, and Teten's smoking facility deals with fire, so she's definitely getting close and including it."

Still, I guess it's time for the curious kid to come out close.

And such a curious child became a problem at a meeting that had just taken place in the morning.

Invite me by hand with the minutes that Richay has finished putting together.

I moved from the desk at the window to the central couch.

Richay turns off the tantrum.

"I was expecting it, but the orphanage is starting to get busy and there's noise. As it stands, the church is the only one near the orphanage, although it has not become a serious problem because it is also built slightly apart"

There are a bunch of kids who want to play. That's not right anymore.

Playing with all your might is like a privilege for children, and many people in this world have mythical influences and understanding for their children. That is why it is also relatively tolerant of the noise caused by children shaking.

However, the village chief's position was that the land use around the orphanage, which is irritated by noise, needed to be considered carefully.

"Melmie, give me a map"

When Richay called out, he came out with a map of the village that Mermie had surveyed.

"What worries me about the noise in the orphanage is the circle of the map."

Is the radius of the ellipse spread around the orphanage less than ten meters? If the kids are inside the orphanage and this, I might estimate that it affects them up to nearly double the time they spend playing outside.

"The church is out of range."

"We're using the shape of the orphanage to keep the church from hearing. It's like an orphanage in conflict."

Still, it would be pointless if you came to see me on the church side.

Richay opens the minutes.

"In addition to this noise problem, the problem that came up at this morning's meeting is the countermeasure for children breaking into the ram bird hut. Marcto's in trouble."

"The proposed measure surrounds the breeding shed with a fence, was it? They wondered how effective it would be if we did it."

Even if there is a fence, you'll get over it fine. That's what Billows said when he was a kid. Somewhat convincing.

"As kids, you don't know where to play, so you think you're up to it."

It also makes sense what Melmie says.

I have no idea where I'm going to get scolded or where I'm going to play.

Did Richay have something to think about, too, snort and open his mouth?

"I think I was also learning where to play while taking care of the seniors at the Yoinsley Orphanage. Even the younger ones understood where they would get angry even if they didn't have scolded experience"

The Takax Village Orphanage has just been made, and naturally there are no orphanages from which to become seniors.

Residents from Salatin Urban Orphanages often go under their children to teach them where to stop, but the words may be taken lightly because they don't usually take care of them.

Even adults can have a counter-invention if they are cautioned by stranger red others. It would be all the more so if it were a rebellious child with a bomb named Adventurous.

If the result is to sneak into a ranm bird hut and be scolded, I can't say it's a page of youth. As for the annoying side, I'll take care of it.

"To sum up, that means the kids are breaking into the Ranm Bird Breeding Hut to make sure they get scolded while they're looking for a place to play at will. The root cause is that there's no place to play."

"Let's make it."

Mermie, who said so lightly, speaks of a specific proposal.

"Parks, stadiums, squares."

"With that said, there was a square in front of the church in Beauterrum."

It was a view that reminded me of Piazza Campo in Italy.

Not only is there an orphanage on the side of the church, but that square may have initially had its side as a sports ground for the children.

"I can't do it for residential land because of noise problems, and it's easy to make it into a park"

As in the square, the village of Takakus has also bridged another branch and has extra land. If you want the square, it's all over the place, state.

The park is a place where the purpose of construction is clear: a place to play, so the kids can make a noise in peace.

"Let's create a park across from the church across the orphanage. Do you have an opinion on playthings?

I look around Richay, Melmie, Teten.

Teten laughs at herself with a hazy nose.

"... in a drawcage, no asking"

Why are you looking at me like that?

"Does Richay and Melmie have any opinions? It doesn't have to be the plaything itself, but the place where it was installed."

I've never played parks properly in this world. I've seen the park itself, and I have memories of my previous life, so I can make it pretty much a blanco, but I don't know what the girls in this world are going to play with.

When I was apprenticing to Mr. Friends in Saratin City, I used to hang out with the neighborhood girl's decency, but I didn't even play outside. Because it wasn't long before I went outside that the evil of the neighborhood came together and asked me to teach you the bow.

"I hope the slide widens the slope so a few of you can slide. Boys used to occupy me."

Says Richay as he remembers his childhood. I'm a little interested in Richay's childhood or something.

"Mr. Melmie, I think it's blanco. He's a man who can row."

Standing rows. Melmie's childhood sweetheart comes to my attention.

"I think I'm gonna recoil and jump."

"Oh, I did that, too. I was pissed off that it was dangerous."

Well, then yes. The landing point is not moderately hard soil, but decomposed bark, so it would be hard if you were injured.

I can't help falling, and it's classic to wear long-sleeved trousers to kids so they won't get hurt even if they fall, but it's a different matter to acquiesce to dangerous things.

Having made a decision about the play equipment and set a place on the side of the orphanage, I went into the work room to determine where the play equipment was placed, etc.

Prepare the drawing bench and get the map out.

"Well, I don't know where to install it. Ever."

There needs to be some separation between playthings and playthings. It's out of the question about contact accidents between playthings, and we need to make it easier for parents to look out for kids playing with playthings.

Children may also have contact accidents without realizing that the next user is coming from a blind spot.

Blanco, for example. In general, there is a fence around the blanco, limiting the flow line so that the next user comes from the side. Naturally, when a user comes from the front or the back, there will be a contact accident with a swinging blanco.

Since a lot of playthings make a little special movement, like the pendulum motion of a blanco, limiting the flow line using a fence becomes an important design item.

It is also important to install a fence so that parents can bring their children back to safety immediately. There are definitely occasions where parents have to exercise their strengths but bring them back because many children move around even when they are cautious not to move. That's when I wouldn't make it if I'd bypassed the fence all the time.

"It's not easy for kids to get over it or dive through it, so it's an open fence design."

An open fence is a paradox, and I try and write the design of the fence on the edge of the paper.

Designs that use more curves so that it's okay to bump your body so your clothes don't catch on will dominate.

In error with this, after defining the design of the fence, the position of the fence will be determined taking into account the swaying range of the blanco, etc.

The basics come from keeping them away from the perimeter of the plaything and within range of motion.

"Mr. Amane, I don't know what it's like."

Melmie comes to see the blueprints as she carries the tea, puts the basin on her desk and then hugs me from behind.

With his jaw on my head and a peek into the blueprint, Melmie nodded impressively. Hmm. My head shakes, too, being put on whenever Melmie pulls her jaw.

It was also during the bundle that he showed his satisfaction that Melmie pointed to Blanco with a dissatisfied voice.

"You can't row with the length of this hanging string."

"Kids can do it. Well, I'll work it out so there's no speed to jump on recoil."

"Even though it's a flavor of blanco."

"I won't let you do anything dangerous. Playthings are meant to be enjoyed as they thoroughly drain elements that make children cry."

Melmie who was complaining is also consistent in that she doesn't want her child to do anything dangerous, so she shuts her mouth.

"Mr. Melmie wanted to play, too."

"You're a good adult. Play something else."

"Does Amane teach you adult play?

"Why does that happen? It wouldn't be good for the kids' education."

"Wow, it's not good for education."

Melmie pulls herself together deliberately with her hands on her cheeks.

Do you know what you've been running around in the middle of the day?

Shall I shove it down once at all and surprise you?

That's what I thought, arrow tip, the work room door opened up in momentum.

When I look at the door with Melmie, Richay stands faceless.

"Melmie, stay out of Amane's way. But even I'm dealing with kids, and I tend to be late for work, and I've been sleeping late the last two days."

"What, really?!?

Melmie peeks into my face. It's close.

Well, Richay's right. After lunch, I'll play with the kids for a little while before I get back to work, so bedtime is slipping in later than before.

Richay walks into the work room, grabs Melmie's arm, and takes her to the office.

"The only thing I have to do today is design that park, so I should be able to get some sleep this evening. I won't let anyone get in the way, so you can keep working slowly."

"That said, the kids are coming."

You promised to play, so you should come and get me.

"I'll keep the kids waiting in the office when they get here. I just caught a man with a lot of energy."

"Richay, stop building your grip on Mr. Melmie's wrist. Hey."

Listening to Melmie's protest, Richay went straight back to the office and closed the door.

At the same time as the park was completed, Mr. Aleut, the director, guided the children verbally, and the children began to play in the park.

Because there are playthings in the park, or there are no kids coming to the office to visit, and there is a little loneliness.

If it's enough to be a plaything, you shouldn't call anyone from the beginning, let's just play with the kids, right?

"Has the breeding shed gone quiet, too?

Ask Marcto, who came to the office to submit records of the raising of rum birds.

Marcto nodded with a sunny face.

"Yeah, when I installed the fence, the boys still came at me, and every time, the rum birds were making a scene, but now it's completely quiet. Thank you so much."

"Ooh. Well, nobody's coming. You don't feel that way?

"Yeah, not at all. Surrounded by rum birds, I'm very happy."

That's the kind of guy you are, isn't it?