My territory 【Tokumo》 is said to be the land of 2500 grains.

　This is said to mean 'a land that can produce enough grain for 2,500 people to eat for a year'.



But how much grain is actually harvested is another matter. But the actual yield is another thing," he said, "and it varies from year to year.

　As a new lord, I don't know much about that part of the world, so I was getting a lecture from the shrine's Yoshioka Juzo.

''Then ...... first we have to figure out this year's harvest?''

I really should have checked before the harvest.

　That's when we were talking about it.


　Wah!


　I heard a lot of men shouting from the innkeepers of the shrine.

'What the hell?'

It's the young people of the village.

I thought the festival was tomorrow?

They're going to the shrine the day before.


　Wasshoy!　Show! f*ck! f*ck! Thud!


　The young men's oracular voices echoed again.


'Looks like you're kind of busy,'

To tell you the truth, I'm quite embarrassed with myself at the moment.

　Juzo also blurted out.

　The festival is tomorrow, of course.

Then we'll talk about it some other time. I'm sorry for being so busy.

No, sir, not at all.

　With that, I left the Yoshioka shrine.



　I was returning in the Kuro-Ohmaru, when I suddenly saw some smoke billowing from the building.

　Suddenly I saw some smoke coming from the kaya.

　Mokumoku mokumoku......

　No way! I was thrilled for a moment, but when I got closer, it was nothing to worry about.


　Crackle. ...... Crackle! ......


Here they are. Mr. Glico.

　Garcia was grilling seafood on the outdoor set's net, the net.

''Mm,''

　Grieco received the long, thin fish, silver hair hanging over her ears in a feminine manner, as if she wasn't sure where to start.

　Come to think of it, this guy stayed over yesterday, right?

　You're still here?


Eiga-sama. It is a magical message.

　As I was looking at it like that, before I knew it, Igarashi-san, who was standing behind me, held out a memo to me.

　The Mahou is a technology that allows you to send a message of up to 20 characters to a distant location.

　On the memo.

≪"Sgniik

　It says.

　I let out a huff and tucked the note into my pockets.


　Crack! ...... crackle......

　So I took another look at the seafood on Garcia's net.

I mean, what's the matter? This,

　I asked Igarashi-san that.

The man from Isomura presented it to me.

　He said.


'Hey, Master! Here, here.

　At that time, a light weight was softly swaying on my arm from the side, and the girl who offered me a grilled fish was staring at me.

''Mumuu ...... mugu mugu ......''

　When I eat directly from her hand with a clap, Morier's innocent cheeks are filled with laughter again.

　Yes.

　I couldn't help but scold this guy yesterday, and even failed to turn him away. ......


''Hahaha! Eiga Janiz. As I thought, I'd have to go with Tokumo for the saury.

　Then Grieco said something unintelligible and hugged Morier from behind.

“Huh ......�


　Huh. .......

　I look at Morier's smiling profile and sigh.

　Well, for now, it's a good thing that they seem to be having fun.

　It would be a real problem if he goes missing again, so I think I'll just leave him like this for a while.



　



　The next day.

　It's a big autumn festival in the territory.

　To be precise, it's the festival of "Nakamura", but it seems that many people from other villages also participate in this festival, so it's a festival with great significance for the entire territory.



　I was walking with Garcia, Igarashi-san, Morier and Gliko towards the shrine.


''The territory has dozens of festivals in a year, but the biggest one is this fall festival.

　Mr. Igarashi, a native of Tokumo, explains it to me.

'Heh.'

Is this supposed to be a harvest festival?

Yes, sir.

It's my first time at a festival.

'Oh, well, the boy's pretty! Hahaha.


　While talking like this, the five shadow priests were already stretched out in the vermilion sun.

　The shadows are unrecognizable, but when you look at the real thing, what's different is that it's a gliko.

　Today's Gliko is wearing a thin, dark blue robe of white flowers and a dull wine-red sash.

　The people in the village would be surprised to see me in my bikini armor, so I asked Igarashi to borrow some local clothing for me to wear.

　I thought it would be difficult for a non-lander to wear a traditional dress, but I was proud of it. ......

Hmm? What is it?

　This was surprisingly wandering.

　The thin fabric, the silhouette of her ass, the coolness of her lined collar, and the jade hair ornament in her silver hair, which was upswept and swaying.

　It may be partly because of Ms. Igarashi's coordination, but the way she looks at it makes that Gliko look like an ordinary, beautiful lady.



　Come to think of it, I remember seeing Morier looking at him with a glint in his eye when he was getting dressed for Glico.

Wow ...... beautiful.

Morier. Why don't you let her dress you?

'Eh!　Bo, I'm good ....... It doesn't look good anyway.

　Morier's cheeks turned bright red and his short hair 'snapped! He shook his head and looked down.

"?

　Gliko looked at it with a scornful look on her face, though.




　By the way, the sun is about to set when we arrive in front of the shrine.

　Many unusual flags are lined up on the footpath, and the oil fire blurred by the paper makes the dusk magical.

　Gaya Gaya Gaya......

　Many people from the estate had gathered there.

　Everyone was looking up at the stone steps of the shrine.

　After a while, the young men of the village carried what looked like a small house and came down those long stone steps with great vigor.


　Worchoway!　Shasho! f*ck! f*ck! Ouch!


　The small house they were carrying was very lustrously built.

　Here and there it was decorated with intricate wood carvings and the cloth was covered with gold, silver, and gold-red and green-violet embroidery.

　''Sh*t! f*ck! f*ck! thxhooooooooo!

　Handsome handsome...... handsome handsome handsome

　The village girls are whispering and whispering to each other as if their hearts were beating with excitement at the wild voices and movements of the young people, which seem to be a metaphor for violence.



　By the way, the story of ......, in which a god is enshrined in the flamboyant palanquin carried by the gods, is shared by the people.

　It is a good idea to make sure that the young people carry the god's palanquin on their shoulders as it travels around the village with the momentum that it is carrying down the stone steps.

　At night, the village was lit up in some places by a bonfire, drums and flutes were played, and sake was served to the adults and sweet sake to the children.



　Before long, the portable shrine would be lowered to its goal in front of the village house in Nakamura.

　This is the purpose of this festival: to allow the gods to stay in the village tonight to celebrate the harvest and give thanks .......

　The former masters of "Nakamura" and other village heads and influential people were also invited to the village house.

　Naturally, I, the lord, would also attend.

　Numerous drinks and feasts were served here.

　Garcia, who loves to cook, was very interested in the fish dishes of Nama, and Gliko seemed to be a little troubled by today's special appearance that made her very popular with the old men.


　In the meantime

My lord. How do you feel about killing the monsters to the west that are rumored?

　One of them asked, "Oh, our young people have been hearing about it.

Oh, I heard a rumor about it, too," the young man said.

My family.

　The other elders have been asking me about it.

　Yup.

　I thought this was the point .......

　After all, all the powerful people in the territory are gathered here.


"Weak monsters, on the other hand, are difficult to 'eradicate'. But their numbers have decreased considerably. All the villages, thanks to the cooperation of everyone.

　Oh, well, the groan of .......

　A lot of the place was starting to pay attention to me.

'And! This is how we defeated the Great Ape of Okuga with the power we have cultivated in the West of the Realm, don't you know that? And that's how it got into the magazines, too.

　I said, emphasizing the 'we', and opened the article on Aqua, the King of Adventure, with emphasis on the 'we'.

'My God! A magazine about 'Tokumo'?

I can't read the words, but ...... is a great place to start!

　I see. They can't read a magazine written in adventurer's standard just like I can't read Far Eastern characters.

　I'll get Igarashi-san to translate this next time.

　Even so, the fact that it was published in the magazine was a shock to them.

From now on, I'm going to register with the Adventurers' Guild as a unit in order to make use of this know-how. If we can complete more quests, I'm sure the world will know the name of Tokumo.

　When I said that, this time with emphasis on 'the world', everyone, including the old guys, looked up at me with a twinkle in their eyes.


　Well. In the same way as everyone has a desire for self-exaltation, there is also a desire to show off one's hometown.

　But it's important to keep everyone's motivation up by presenting a vision like this.



　Afterwards.

　I finished my speech, and after chatting with Nakamura's chiefs and others, I quietly left the village house.

　It's a bit tiring to stay in a place full of people for so long.


　Cackle. ......


　I went outside to light a cigarette and found an extremely young man and woman in their mid-teens cackling and laughing behind a bonfire in the darkness.

　It's a festival, so they're going to bed late ...... and I'm looking at them.


This time I'm going to use it all!


　At the center of this circle of young people, you find yourself in the middle of a circle of young people, Morier.

　What are they doing?

　I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make it work for you.

　I'm not going to be the only one who has been in a position to do that.

　It's a good idea to be able to have a good idea of what you're looking for.

　Wow! ......

　And the crowd of young people shouted.

'Sora!'

　The girl shouted that, and moved the six magic spheres from finger to finger dexterously as she spun around.

　Her bangs hurriedly floated in the small magic, and the luster of her rich cheeks, or cheeks, reflected a flicker of energy.

　Wah! ...... crackle.

　There was another round of cheers and applause from the youngsters.

'Hehehe!'

　But that's when I smiled good-naturedly like that.

　Polo......

Ah!

　Unusual.

　Morier lost control of his magic and dropped the ball.

　Then a small magic of various attributes fell to the ground and bee-bee-bee! It makes a tremendous sound.

　Cackle... ...... ahahahaha!

　The youngsters in the village seem to find it amusing.

　Kids get excited by loud noises and strong, shiny things.

Muu......

　But our Morier has a pursed lip and looks frustrated.


　This is the difference between 'making you laugh' and 'being laughed at' .......


　As I was looking at it like that, Morrie suddenly noticed me.

　I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make the most of your time with us.

''Master ♡''

　MUGU......

　I'm a little surprised because he hugs me as hard as he can.

　As you might expect, he didn't hug me anymore, but what's going on?

　That's what I thought.

Wheeze and heehee

　Yeah, you're drunk.

Hmmm. Getting drunk on amazake... I guess I'm still just a kid.

　I laugh at that, but ...... I'm terribly confused when I notice a slight bulge in Morier's chest as he squeezes me from the front.