Different Worlds Slow Life Beginning as a Blacksmith

That should be the beast man living in the woods, Thermia walks away with little noise. The sound is also such that I can sense the source because I know what it is, but otherwise I may hear little confusion about the wind or something.

Though I try desperately to keep out of its way, I make louder noises. I guess I should have even made boots with deer fur on the back of my shoes. I'm sure wearing it usually makes me feel like a bandit.

I stepped on a branch that was still falling and made a noise, and I accidentally caught a glimpse of Thermia, but she doesn't look particularly concerned. I'd say you're not close enough to have to worry about that sound yet.

Well, that's why I don't even have to let the beasts with good ears go around hearing this one. I want to give you a little chance to encounter it.

For a while I followed Thermia as hard as possible to make no noise, and desperately not to be pulled apart, and not to be cocked, I never met my prey, but I went out to the fountain.

There is a lake in this forest. It looks like there's some volatile water gushing from a nearby mountain, but that point must have been a little uneven and gushed here, becoming a fountain.

Not so far from the fountain, Thermia lowered herself. I panic and give in the same way.

Thermia, who has been watching the area for a while, is next making sure to crawl and check the ground.

"There are footprints. There's a mixture of old and not, so I think I'll be back here. Let's wait here."

"Oh."

I whispered back to Thermia, too. Looks like he's going to pin down where his prey came in for water.

I'm sure the tiger would have acted the same way, something like that made me think, but don't say it to me.

Thermia, who had been hiking her nose for a while, shrugs and squeaks.

"... nevertheless"

"Yeah?"

"That's more."

"Oh......"

It's the family story that Thermia whined about. At first it was just Thermia. Not so much. Like, and Deanna, Liddy and Tonton clapped, added Helen and Anne. To add, so are Krull and Lucy.

That's just how many people are becoming that can't even be called small families. Maybe it's not funny there.

I somehow turned my gaze to Thermia, who was pointing at the fountain.

"You don't like that?

"Yeah, nothing. It's fun talking to people."

"Right."

Thermia shifted her gaze to the fountain. I get my gaze back again, too.

"Atashi, come on, I thought you were going to live a little more relaxed."

"That's what I think best."

"Really?"

"Oh."

We both talk in a very small voice with our gaze stuck to the fountain.

"I'm at least three of us for a few years too... well, I was thinking if Rike came out in a year or two, we'd spend some time together afterwards"

If I opened the lid, it wouldn't have happened at all. I'd like to ask if there's any "watchdog” involved around here, or if there is, what it's meant to be, but I'm sure there will be a chance.

"I told you earlier."

"Yeah."

"I'm not dissatisfied with you, either."

"Yeah."

"It's just..."

So I gently felt something warm touching my shoulder. When I saw it, I had Thermia's head. I'm lying on my face and I don't know the look on your face.

I wonder what words will continue next, thrilled and I will swallow my saliva. Thermia looked up, and my eyes met mine. I don't have a heart or my eyes look moist.

My heart finally started hitting the early bell. Yeah, calm down.

At that time, Thermia's head turned to the side. The fountain. I'm cracking my nose.

When I looked at the same person in a hurry, quite a large tree deer was drinking the water from the fountain. There are about three more around, smaller than drinking water.

If it is the male who is drinking water, is it the female who is small?

Me and Thermia gazed again and nodded softly at each other, taking the bow they had placed in their hands.