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“I’m on strike until I find traces of the Demon King.”
“Are you crazy?”
“For the sake of the Demon King, I’m going crazy.”
“If he found out that you didn’t finish your work, he would have your neck cut off this time. You know that the neck has a regenerating period of 7 months, right?”
“Ugh! So, find him with me!”
“Why me?!”
“You don’t want to get paid? Will you leave me alone as well? The Demon King tied us together as a set.”
Raynon laughed bitterly.
For the first time, emotions appeared on Pierre’s face. Should he kill that bastard?
The Demon King had attached Pierre, who was too rational, to Raynon, who had abilities, but was worried about unnecessary things. ‘If Raynon gets into an accident, you die too,’ he said.
Pierre clasped his chin with his forehead down, pondered for a few seconds, and then looked back at Raynon with an expressionless face again. Pierre took a step back, knowing that If he didn’t match this absurd rhythm, he would be in that state for ten or a hundred years until the Demon King returns.
“So is there any way to find him?”
Raynon smiled with determination and nodded his head excessively.
***
“Chief, it’s firewood!”
Knock. Knock.
I waited for an answer at the door for ten minutes. The village chief would normally have opened the door to welcome us right away, but beyond the door, it was terribly silent.
“Where has he gone?”
There was no word. He always told me ahead of time when he would be away…….
No way? It shouldn’t be, but a bad feeling ran through my head. As if Merson thought the same, our eyes met in the air.
“Merson!”
When I shouted, Merson smashed the door with his body.
Debris falls and smoke rises. I was worried for the village chief and rushed to enter, but suddenly Merson raised his arm and stopped me.
“Why?!”
It didn’t break cleanly, so he got rid of all the dangerous corners by tapping it with his foot, probably because he was worried about sharp things. Does it matter now?
I pushed Merson out and walked through the door in haste. There was no figure of the village chief who was enjoying sitting on the old rocking chair in the living room, only the chair moving alone swaying from the shock of the moment. My anxiety grew out of control.
Merson was also flustered, so he smashed the door inside the house with his fist. Hey! It’s not locked, so just turn the handle!
Even though the inside of the house was turning into a wasteland, the village chief was nowhere to be seen. I roughly opened the one remaining door. Please!
“What?”
I stood as if nailed to the spot to such an extent that my urgent hand was overshadowed. Blink blink.
Hey, did I get dust in my eyes? Was I seeing things?
“Erina!”
When I was motionless, Merson ran up to me and put a hand on my shoulder. And then, as if he had seen what I was looking at, I could feel Merson’s hand dropping off my shoulder.
“… Chief?”
The chief was there exactly.
Was he hurt? Did he fall? No, No. Absolutely not.
Now… What I’m seeing… That stupid thing…….
Alright. It’s yoga, yoga.
Voila! I broke the door and came in and the village chief is doing yoga! While lying on his stomach, he turns his arms back and grabs both legs, shaking his body and maintaining his posture.
What is this? Yes, bow stance. The village chief’s waist was bent like a bow.
The village chief did not respond when called, but only closed his eyes and focused on the posture. His upper body, which was exposed by taking off his top, did not collapse. The skinny flesh attached to it and the saggy belly are impressive.
I stepped forward and waved my hand in front of the village chief’s face. At that time, the village chief opened his eyes, feeling the presence.
“Oh God! So close! How did you get in—?”
The door was broken. I think Merson did it.
As I was making an absurd expression on my face, the village chief hurriedly fumbled across the table and put an orange pea-sized thing into his ear. Hearing aid?
“I can’t hear well—”
“Is it a hearing aid?”
“Ringid? What is that?”
“No no… I said, ‘Do you usually wear it?’ It hasn’t been activated yet, you can’t hear it, hoho.”
… Hearing aids seem to be something that does not exist in this world. So what is that?
“My granddaughter sent it to me. that… Maybe the young couple doesn’t know. It’s something that contains magic.”
“Magic?”
“It’s a voice amplifier, something that can be heard by humans.”
It seems to be the hearing aid of this world. By the way…….
“Then what is that posture? Except for the voice amplifier.”
“Ahh… My granddaughter tells me to build my body a bit. She doesn’t want to see me squishy. My granddaughter wrote in her letter to do this, so I should do it. But oh well. When I turn my body, I keep falling out.”
“That granddaughter is so amazing…….”
“Oh dear! The village chief’s house is in a mess, and it’s broken!”
Oops!
“Huh? What does that mean?”
The village chief got up from his seat. As soon as he leaves the room, he screams, “Hiiiikk,” for the first time in his life. I’m sorry…….
Villagers flocked to see the ruined houses. I talked about why I had no choice but to smash the door of the house. I thought something happened to the village chief…….
The local ladies who listened to me grabbed their stomachs and laughed.
“The village chief’s granddaughter is coming, he’s doing all his exercises and staying active!”
“Is his granddaughter coming?”
“She is coming after three years. After she married into a county, he never saw her. The village chief missed her so much.”
Oh, so he was exercising because he wanted to look good to his granddaughter, whom he hadn’t seen in a long time. I understood.
However, the ladies who were talking about the granddaughter exchanged silent gazes with each other, and their expressions changed unsatisfactorily. There was a strange air, and Aunt Crieta opened her mouth first.
“I forgot to hang the laundry. I have to walk before the sun goes down, so see you next time.”
“Oh, I have to go too. Let’s go together.”
At the same time, as if they had agreed, the villagers left, and Merson naturally stood up from the spot. I pulled the hem of his clothes.
“What are you doing? We have to clean it up.”
“… magic.”
“No.”
If it was the village chief’s granddaughter, she would be quite close with the villagers, but the reaction was very lukewarm. I had a strong feeling that they couldn’t say the words they wanted to say in front of the excited village chief.
Seriously, it’s not normal for a granddaughter to force their elderly grandfather to do yoga because she doesn’t want to see him squishy. Besides, she’s coming for the first time in three years. It was obvious that her affection for her grandfather was not deep. So, in the eyes of the villagers, they must have felt very sorry for the village chief.
The village chief, who has no way of knowing the hearts of these villagers, was planning to hold a party in the village for his granddaughter’s arrival.
The villagers (including me and Merson) who had been summoned to the village chief’s house since the morning breeze rubbed our sleepy eyes and forcibly listened to the village chief’s words.
“Everyone knows that our Chenin loved peaches. Don’t forget to bring it from the orchard’s house. I want to dress her up nicely, but what if an old man fixes it? Please make it in the shape of a pink flower, please. And in the room, ah, put some cute dolls to suit her taste. Oh, and she loves laces too. This is something the young couple should take care of. Right, right. The banners should also be very large, so it would be better to hang them on the tree.”
Not only that, he carefully planned everything from breakfast, lunch, and dinner menus, what kind of bathing powder to put in the bath, and planting the prettiest tree in the village in front of the house.
The village chief was splashing with enthusiasm and talking about this and that, but the villagers only yawned. Hey Merson, don’t sleep so openly. I pinched Merson’s thigh slightly.
Even though we couldn’t hide the fact that everyone didn’t want to do it, we were moving like the village chief said.
Merson pulled out a tree with all his might (it’s unconventional to anyone looking at it, but the villagers liked it), and Aunt Aja carefully made the clothes in the shape of a pink flower that the village chief asked for. Not only that, but also bath products, fruits, and food.
Everyone finished their day’s work and prepared to welcome the mayor’s granddaughter, Chenin.
And the same day.
A huge banner hung between the tall trees at the entrance to the village.
(Wel) Sejain’s pride, Sejain’s treasure Chenin! (come)
When I saw it, it was actually only the village chief’s pride and treasure, but… Well, I decided not to care.
Because the village chief’s granddaughter arrived early, people gathered at the entrance to the village in the early morning when the sun had not yet risen. It would have been difficult just to give up a good night’s sleep, but everyone in their house put on their best clothes and prepared to welcome Chenin. Am I the only one who came too half-heartedly?
“Yawn-”
Merson had messy hair and his shirt didn’t button properly, oh dear. You really picked something up roughly and wore it.