A retro-style ringing bell sounded, and Suzuka noticed it and started to move about.
“Well, it’s getting late. I’ll be out in a bit.”
“Hmm? Yeah. Just be careful.”
I know where she is going.
The destination is also to the shelter’s protective wall, so there is almost no danger. I let her take her suitcase with her, though.
I’m starting to lose my sense of caution since I’m dealing with the other side, but I’ll check the video.
The image shows three dark elf children with empty baskets and a W series of guards. A few moments later, Suzuka appeared with a similar basket and exchanged hers for the one she had brought with her.
Suzuka’s basket is not empty, but contains salt and other seasonings.
The dark elf children took it, thanked her with a big smile, and then turned back.
After confirming that there was no problem, I turned off the video and Suzuka came back into the room a few moments later.
“Well done”
“I haven’t done much to tire myself out.”
Suzuka’s face looks a little happy.
At the Dark Elf Kneeling Festival, I was eventually defeated by the sheer force of numbers and allowed them to live together.
I didn’t lose a simple battle. That’s why I insisted. In discussions, numbers are justice.
Five hundred people, poorly, bowing their heads and hoping to be allowed to live in this land.
At first I refused. But then an unexpected enemy appeared.
Suzuka, driven by her protectiveness, glances at me.
She must have felt guilty or something about throwing the kids out, let alone the muscles.
If letting them live here was going to be a burden, perhaps Suzuka still had no qualms about kicking them out.
However, as you can see from the number of rooms in the shelter, this place is equipped to feed about 500 people, so it was not easy.
The time was almost dusk, too.
I couldn’t bring myself to shelter a group of suspected drug users who were having an orgy outside, so I leased out the area around the spa facility. It was the best compromise we could do.
There was a mountain of emergency tents and sleeping bags in the shelter, so we let them spend the night there. I had a faint hope that things would calm down and the atmosphere would change after a night.
They were still dirty and smelly, so we rented out a spa facility. This was a bad idea.
The hot springs seemed to be to their liking. They said they wanted to live here forever.
I don’t like living with other people, but I guess I shouldn’t have thought that I could live outside. I broke down.
Weak mind? Leave me alone.
They are, of course, a group of murderers who you should flash your red light at if you approach them.
So I talked to him. With the tiger man who calls himself, Ogre. But I gave up trying to understand the difference in civilization and the fundamentally different values. Let’s have a look at the Q&A.
Q. Who are you people?
A. We are Tiger hunters. From our earliest ancestors, we have prided ourselves on living as hunters.
Q. What is a Tiger hunter?
A. These are the people who have severed their ties with the city people and moved to the forest.
Q. What made you break off the relationship?
A. I don’t know the details. I heard that it was because our ancestors fought against the city people to protect the pride of their people.
Q. How long have you lived here?
A. I’ve heard that it started about 500 years ago.
Q. Why did you attack the knight?
A. Vengeance. They have humiliated and killed many of our people.
Q. Why did they attack you?
A. We were told to leave the forest because they wanted to cultivate it, which is our home. We had no reason to accept, and we were not ready to give up our ancestral home, so we refused, and one day we were suddenly attacked.
Q. You’ve been out west for a while, what did you do?
A. To the war against the enemy city. I believe it was called Nosesize.
Q. Who wins and who loses?
A. Of course we have won. We have destroyed every wall and building in sight. I don’t think they can rise again.
Q. ……Why did you come here?
A. I wanted to return the favor. I heard about Toki-sama’s power from Eiga and other people in the city, and I thought that I should serve him as the Lord if it was true.
Q. A favor?
A. You taught us how to regain our strength. We owe our victory to you, Toki-sama.
Q. Do you know the phrase “return the favor”?
A. This is the first time I’ve heard of it now. What is it?
Q. No….. By the way, what is my power?
A. Using magic, he can take on demonic beasts, turn his body into a dragon, and destroy a city in a single night. It is a power like a god.
Q. Isn’t that science?
A. I’m not sure what you mean.
The tiger man answered all the questions with his chest out without shame.
Would people who lived in the time when I was human be able to relate to this?
I couldn’t do it, I just couldn’t convince myself it was a mistake.
Because I, more than anyone else, doubt “justice”. Because if the justice that everyone in my time was calling for was really right, if it was working properly, I would not have died the way I did.
In the end, I decided that we would not be living under the same roof and allowed them to move in.
I’ve set the conditions for living here.
One. Do not enter the walls of the house, or shelter, without permission. Anyone who breaks them will be intercepted.
One.Don’t mess with my pets. If you break it, you’re out of here.
One.Be self-sufficient as much as possible. However, only those items that are difficult to collect, such as salt, will be provided.
And so they began to live in our garden. It’s been six months now.
I gave them the exclusive use of the 10th squad (No. 11-20) of the W, G, and E series, which are divided into five squads, to assist them in their daily lives, and their lives quickly developed.
In terms of clothing, not much has changed since they took pride in cutting the fur of tigers. We gave away some of the shirts and pants because we had a lot of stock in the warehouse for sale to customers.
In terms of food, boars with long tusks were useful as a valuable source of protein. They are hunters.
There are a lot of boars, and each one is big and fertile, so they don’t compete with the magamis. We even cooperate with them sometimes.
As for the vegetables, we give them seeds and let them grow them while we provide the crops at first.
They have no problem taking it along with wild vegetables.
On the housing front, buildings are being erected at a rapid pace. I instructed G to help with the development of the land, and they started building houses using the trees that were cut down. There are still not enough houses to go around, and many people are staying in tents that we rented, but the number of houses is steadily increasing.
In their original habitat, they used to live with the fur of wild animals as a roof, like a tarp tent, so that they could move around whenever a vicious wild animal came.
They were living in a place with no exterior walls. I’m sure they’ll be screwing around without a care in the world……
In case you’re wondering, farm and construction tools are regularly stolen by musclemen on their expeditions to the Foothandle. It seems that they have even carried them to the blacksmith’s furnace, and development is accelerating as the number of tools increases.
I think the most important factor in the development of this project is the G, who was happy to have some free time, is willing to help.
The onsen is big enough to take a bath, but what about the toilets? There aren’t that many, but when I asked, this was the biggest culture shock for me.
They dig a hole and fill it with sawdust and a trilobite-like worm they call a cleaning worm. Or to put it coolly, a bio-toilet?
The water seeps into the ground, and the larger ones are apparently eaten by insects. uwe……
Cleaning insects are very good at this, and they digest the food so cleanly that no smell is left behind.
Well, I’m glad there isn’t any wild turd. It’s bad enough to have someone else’s poop lying around in your yard.
In addition, they wipe their butts with leaves.
I was uncomfortable with savage primitives living near my house, so I brought a seat monitor near their dwelling to get them to raise their level of civilization even a little. I dripped the TV programs and videos that were left as data on it.
A program on how to build a village with farming methods, a program on traditional products showing how to make soap, a noon cooking program popular among housewives, and even an archive of free videos that everyone has seen in the past, from how to make seasonings to how to make compound bowls.
For them, the front of the monitor became a place to gather during breaks from work and learn while voicing their interest.
I don’t know how they’ve been doing, but they’re smiling. So I guess this is good.
At night, their party began. They invited me to join them, but I declined.
Suzuka, who had somehow blushed at the image of the guys who had pulled it off, pulled me by the hand and we headed for bed.