The Story of a Different World Dynasty - When I was reincarnated, I was treated like a Necromancer,

"As for Mr. Filia, it's good.

Priest Johan continues.

"I still think we need to think about the problems that pure spirituality itself has. Mr. Hiro, can you tell someone this, too, or spread the word?

I really think Priest Johan is a good cleric.

The good man mouths what he thinks is good. Trouble is.

Unfortunately, I have to tell you.

"Is the problem with pure spirituality, for the denomination, acceptable?

"Mr. Hiro, could you trust the Order?

The priest is unhappy.

Oh, he's still too good.

"So, as the Necromancer pointed out the problem of pure psychology, can the denomination believe its contents?

We can't ask Philia to tell us about this problem. Inevitably, I'll tell them.

"This... means having Hiro carry an uninterrupted burden..."

I didn't want to tell you, but that's the thing. I have no back shield.

Make it a brilliant filia, your gaze on the Necromancer is cold and harsh. I just told the people involved about this problem, and they can't believe it. On the contrary, they are undoubtedly made enemies of the whole denomination.

"Would you like to discuss this issue at a later date?

Talking like that, on the other road, Tomas' house grandfather showed up.

"Please have dinner at my house! Tell the clergyman!

I appreciate what I can tell you without going into detail.

Tomas had three brothers.

Stupid son is overstated. He was even an ordinary boy.

A normal boy means eating like an idiot, that's all.

You are naturally familiar with the situation around here.

I'll get it out in a pile, too.

I wondered if I could eat so much, but that's a thirteen-year-old stomach. Easily flattened.

Your wife will give you a replacement.

"Mr. Hiro, the bulimia..." Your mother marvels at Philia.

"No, hey, cleric. This is normal. If I didn't replace you, I'd be more anxious to think you were sick.

It's usually supposed to be an aunt's conversation, but when it comes to the words of a mother who lost her son due to illness, it's heavy.

Philia was also a Philia, and seemed to be heartily surprised.

"Is that what it is?

"The priest doesn't have a man's brother?

"I'm the youngest of six sisters.

... That has something intense to it.

"I'm so proud of you. Hey! I'm all men and girls. I've already eaten so much, it's abusive, it's greedy, it stinks, and I can't stop! I'm so proud of all the girls. If you were alone at least, it would have been a lot different.

"My father was moaning. One or so of them wanted a boy.

"Maybe that's what it is.

I took part in that conversation quite a bit, but there's no way we can communicate as much as women.

However, maybe there's more to dining with than just talking. Philia seems to be in a better mood.

I just flattened out three large platters, and it seems like you're in a better mood.

"I was a little worried! With your clergy, I thought you might be reluctant! I say I don't even remember a headbeat, but if you eat a lot and get better, you can remember!

The thesis of "rice (omesi) is a panacea", advocated by Grandma and Grandpa in the countryside, seems to be a universal theory on the whole world line.

Now, I just really appreciate feeling every single one of those "things I can share" beings. I'm going to cry unconsciously.

Priest Johan has spoken on his way home with such full thoughts.