8 Chapter 7: Villagers





Watch out for monsters.

 We left Grandma and me and Garcia descended south down the mountain.

Yes, Garcia. Do you know when this cruise is coming up again?

 When I heard that, Garcia flipped through a notepad with one hand.

The boat going up is the day after tomorrow. But are you going to board the boat again? I thought we weren't supposed to be cultivating this territory?

''I have to go to the imperial capital to officially become the lord of this place. And I have to transfer the deed to this estate in my name.

I see. Then what do you want to do until the day after tomorrow?

Let's just keep going down south. Let's just keep going down south, since we know there are people there. But this time, let's just be tourists.


 Zsa Zsa: ......


 By the way, I went down the mountain path and found what looked like a village at the foot of the path.

 It may not be the largest village with 1,200 people because of its small size, but the sun was already setting.

 I'd be grateful if I could stay at this village.


I am grateful if I can stay in this village. People in the countryside are very cautious of strangers.


 It's a very good idea to have a good idea of what you're looking for," Garcia said.

 It's not that I was worried about this village, but I should have been worried about the opposite.

I'm sorry. Do you have a minute?

Wow! What an omen.

 One of the villagers shouted out, and more and more people came out of the houses.

'Oh! I'm a recluse. Where did you come from?

How old are you?

Eat this.

You got a wife?

 They don't seem to be hostile, but there are a lot of young men and women talking to each other at once.

 They have tanned skin and a lot of scurrying eyes that seem to like unusual things.

I'm sure you'll be happy to know that ...... we're here as tourists. We'd appreciate it if you could stay the night.

 Even more so when you tell people like that.


"Then stay at Ora's!

Of course I want to be in Thailand!

No, it's Ora's house!


 Young people in the village who are packed in at an amazing rate.

 Ugh .......

 I can smell the scent of sweat coming from their bodies, which are toned down from their daily work.


I can't help but notice the scent of sweat from their tight bodies. You're in trouble!

Osama!


 But when a man with a black beard, more dignified than them, came out, the commotion died down.

'That's why you'll be staying at Ora's house,'

Oh, you mean by that.

Chief. It's not fair.

Yeah, yeah.

 The youngsters growled in frustration at that.


 I mean, these guys. Why do they want to stay at their own place like that?


 Boo! ...... Peeps!


Shut up. Go away!

 The youngsters did not leave even though the chief shouted at them.


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Sorry to disturb you.

 His house was surprisingly clean and he did not seem to have any discomfort in sleeping there.

 In addition, they even gave me food and drink.

 I envied his wife because she was quite pretty and the food was well prepared.


 While drinking, I asked Osasa, "Hey, what is this village all about?

What kind of industry does this village make its living from?

Oh!

 Not good. The words were too abstract.

"Well, ...... what do you guys do for a living?

Hey, Oras. They're chopping wood. Lumberjacks.

I see. That's why they're all so tough.

'! ...... I think so? Hahahaha!


 The village is called Mokumura, with a population of about 150.

 It seems they mainly make a living out of lumber.

 At first he called them "lumberjacks", but after talking to them, I found out that they not only cut wood, but also do everything related to lumber in the area of Tokumo.

 They also estimate the demand for lumber, transport it to people, process it, and provide scaffolding.

Are they profitable?

 I'm not sure if I'm right or wrong," said Osasa, his black moustache grinning.

 I've heard that the demand for lumber has increased, especially after the attack of the Gidora Serpent, the demand for lumber has increased and the economy is doing very well.

 That's a bit of an irony, isn't it?