Farm Village Arc ā” ā MyĀ name
Wait, thatās dange-ā¦! Mom, that one was pretty close! Please worry a bit more about me!
Right now Iām being carried on my momās back.
And while having me on her back, sheās simultaneouslyĀ working the field.
Everytime she swings her hoe, itās almost like her stick is about to hit me, how scary.
Hey mom, I donāt think you need to lift up your hoe that much, doesnāt that tire you out?
Every time the mother lifts her hoe, the babyās eyes suddenly open and get nervous, thatās me.
Someway or another itāll be four months since Iāve been born.
There are some things I understand, but there are still plenty of things I donāt.
First of all the things Iāve understood, it seems weāre living in a small farming village.
But it also seems like we donāt have good harvests here, everyone has become thin.
This villageās name is Garigari Village.1
Who was it that picked this name!
Of course the name should reveal something about the character of our village, but thatās way too blatant!
Go and pick a name that has a bit of a better feeling!
The second thing Iāve come to understand is my own name.
My name is Ryou. My family calls me Ryou-chan.
At first I thought that itās a fine name for a girl, with a cool feeling,Ā but after hearing my other siblings names I shuddered.
Starting with the eldest, letās introduce my siblings.
The eldest Hajime2Ā (13 years old).
The second boy, Jirou3Ā (12 years old).
The third boy, Saburou4Ā (10 years old).
The fourth boy, Maru5Ā (6 years old).
The fifth boy, Shuu6Ā (3 years old).
Everyone, have you noticed?
The the eldest have easy to understand and simple names, but the fourth name is Maru.
Going with the previous flow, the name should be Shiro7!
Is what I want to say, but Maru.
I was really taken aback when I noticed it. In other words, the naming sense of my parents spins the following story.
At the beginning it was Hajime, Jirou, Saburou.
Just like you would count.
However with the birth of the fourth the story changed to āletās stop with having kidsā and they named him Maru.
As in full stop, the punctuation mark.
And with the birth of another one it became āthis time, please no more kids!ā and Shuu had his name bestowed upon.
Nevertheless another child was born, thatās why Iām named Ryou.
When I noticed this, I was shocked!
āCool! I like it!ā is what I first thought about my nameā¦
I wish I had never noticed.
Damn it, sometimes I hate my own greatness.
Oh well, itās no use thinking like this.
The meaning of the it is one thing, but since it sounds pretty well letās just forget about the meaningā¦
Even so my parents keep me at their side, with the excuse to keep me from crying, and go at it every night.
H-hey! Iām right beside you, you know?!
My eldest brother is watching very excitedly at through the slit at the door as well!
Itās pointless to say youāll stop in the names of your children, if you donāt actually stop!
ā¦ Just what kind of name is the next child going to getā¦
Hm, if a brother a sister does come out, Iāll give them Ā a name.
With a bit of fame for having a irresponsible naming sense, my parents have an irresponsible lifestyle too.
First of all, I donāt think they fit the farmer type at all.
Their way of growing crops is quite sloppy
Thatās why growing crops isnāt going well in Garigari village and my young self canāt do anything about it.
Even though I understand the language, without trained muscles I still canāt properly pronounce anything.
When I tried to talk it only sounded like āObuObuā.
Even though my older three brothers are already helping out in the fields.
Seems like in this village children enter the workforce around their 10th birthday,
so my three oldest brothers are all helping out with fieldwork already.
To keep them from becoming a hindrance, all other kids that arenāt 10 yet play together outside.
But a baby like me, that canāt play with the others, is bound to her mothers back.
I need to start moving, as soon as possibleā¦
Is what I shout in my heart, but itās no use.
ā¦ As to why Iām in such a hurryā¦ this family is just truly poor.
I do want to help my brothers and parents, but itās ultimately for my own sake.
I donāt really want to think too much about it, butā¦ āreducing the mouths to feedāā¦
basically getting rid of children that donāt pull their own weight (like me) by killing them or selling themā¦
Iām a bit worried about that.
It might just be my imagination, but sometimes my motherās look towards me is scary.
And older than me, itās all boys.
My parents donāt give of the āoh, first time we have a daughterā vibe at all either.
Itās probably becauseā¦ Well itās most likely that kind of thing.
Thatās why I have to appeal my usefulness, otherwise things might get ugly.
Letās start with learning how to walk and talk before my first birthday.
So donāt be rash mother.
Iām a girl who shits gold!