I Will Leisurely Become Healer in Another World

Anger for the goddess over the unknown ceiling

Shoko then stepped down into the world making a pompous dumb noise.

Why? Because there was snow. Looking down, disappointed boots, like those worn by villagers, were stuck in a few centimeters of snow. The boot was followed by beige trousers and tunic, and I could see him wearing a long-sleeved shirt under the tunic.

I mean, it’s thin.

“Cold!

Snow isn’t just piling up. It blows like a snowstorm, and it’s like the night.

“What a long life! It’s almost over!

Shoko screamed and nearly broke her throat with cold air. Anyway, looking around, I felt like I could see the lights in the distance, faintly. Whatever it is because of your mind, there is no other way to go than there. I started walking desperately in the wind and snow. Cursing the goddess.

“Come on, doesn’t make sense, no, does it even make sense for women, uh, what do you do when you curse women? Wrinkles?”

It’s hard to curse people, little bodies that would be 10 years old are hard to walk and the cold takes away their temperatures relentlessly. I felt like the lights were getting closer, but as I passed between the trees, Shoko lost consciousness. Today was a long day.

Before there was snow on the fallen Shoko, there was a shadow beside it.

“Hey. You’re dead”

No reply. Because you’re unconscious. But somewhere in my body seems to have moved. The shadow rushed to pick up Shoko and hurried to the lights. It was a small but fine mountain hut there.

The man held Shoko in one hand and opened the door with the other, hurrying to light the fireplace. The lights are on from the beginning in preparation for the night’s return.

“You’re cold. Why would a child be here…”

The man pounded his tongue when he saw Shoko, who began to rattle and tremble as he heated.

“You can’t make it in the fireplace. A bath.”

One of the reasons I’m getting this job is because there’s a hot spring attached to the cabin.

“There’s no way to change a child’s clothes. I can’t help it, my clothes.”

I also check for injuries while letting them take off their wet clothes with snow.

“It’s the kind of clothes the villagers wear, but it’s not dirty at all. New underwear, too. She’s clean, too! Anyway, warm it up.”

Shoko was held by a man, and when he could bathe until the tremor subsided, he was shoved into bed, dressed in many pieces of the man’s clothing.

“Keep warm. Keep warm. I wonder what it is. There were no signs of people entering the woods. You look like a villager, but your hands and feet aren’t rough at all. Clean body. Well-cared hair. Woman.”

All I could smell was trouble.

“But he hasn’t been killed. I want you to disappear, but I don’t want my hands dirty. I don’t want to lose my identity. Here in the deep woods, I come all the way to discard the characteristic dark hair of the plains. I don’t know…”

Ballying your head. Anyway,

“In the meantime, Leon’s coming tomorrow, so we’ll talk to him.”

So I dived into Shoko’s bed. Going out of your way to get another room is a hassle.

“Kids are so warm.”

I fell asleep thinking so.

Look, there was someone there to help me, and the goddess chuckled, I felt like.

“You’re kidding me!

Shoko screamed and rose. She lived in peace and serenity until she was 28, but she yelled twice in the past day. Shoko noticed that she was in bed, holding her breath. That’s different clothes, too.

“Oh, you’re up.”

The door opened and two men, appeared. Who is it? A brunette said to Shoko, who hardens. He has brown eyes. Familiar shades, but deeper than the Japanese.

“I fell in the snow yesterday, remember?”

No, I remember walking, but you were down. Tilt your neck slightly,

“Pick it up, I’m the one who saved it”

and continued. Right. Did you help me? Shoko lowered her head and tried to say thank you. I tried to tell you.

“… ahhh… goho”

He had a voice and coughed up. Is it because you yelled earlier?

“Oh, I’m sorry I can’t. If you’re awake, why don’t you eat?”

Rice! Shoko nodded yeah and tried to get out of bed. Yeah, beds are expensive. This is how old hotels in Europe are, isn’t it? To Shoko, who was likely to escape reality, the man smiled bitterly and grated me out of bed with his hands under his armpit.

“My clothes are dry. Call me when you get dressed.”

They gave me yesterday’s clothes. Yeah, I even have pants. Hippo and cuddly guy. That means, yeah. So glad my life was saved. Because I’m 10 years old. Safe. You’ll have no choice but to have a slightly distant eye.

In that thin outfit, the man put on a large shirt, folded his sleeve many times and managed to get his hands on it, onto the memorial table. Yeah, table high. The man hurried over and brought a blanket and hit me again and again, and he wanted it in his chair. Now you can eat at the table.

Meanwhile the other man laughed at the Guerraggera and still prepared the table for me. This one has thin blonde hair and grey eyes. Looks like he’s dragging his leg a little.

And he was given a lot of warm utensil soup and about an adult cobbler of bread. Put your hands together, I’ll have it!

Slurp with a spoon and sip a little soup. Yum! Warm! I move the spoon obsessively and decide to settle down a little and eat some bread.

Stiff. Can’t break it with my hands. I don’t have a choice, let’s get started. Stiff. Toothless. Shoko circled the bread in her hand, wondering if there was anywhere to go.

The two of them finally laughed as they watched Shoko eat. Because it looked just like a squirrel in the woods.

Shoko, who had been awake, had changed what she had to do. I bowed my head deeply to thank you, but would there have been such a country of habits? Sleeves are long, tables are expensive, and of course that simply means the cabin is for adults, but what a fresh look that was for the two of us who only knew about life without children.

I use a spoon elegantly, even though I dress like a villager’s child. I look at it like I’ve never even seen black bread, and I can’t stand my teeth to scratch it. I’m in trouble and I’m spinning my croquet and bread. There’s no way this isn’t weird.

When the man received the bread from Shoko, who was a little fuzzy, he cut it in half with a knife and gave it back to him. Shoko looked at it, looked hazy and put it on the remaining soup, softening and eating.

Correct. It was two people snorting by accident. And I thought. What is this funny creature?