Reincarnated as a Villager ~ Strongest Slow-life

38 I’ll stay with me.

“How about some hot water?

I asked the two of them to immerse themselves in our open-air bath, which is unbeatable even at the luxury hot spring inn of previous life.

“Oh, it feels good”

“Yes, I didn’t know the bath was this good”

Apparently they knew how good the bath was and said it with a mellow face.

“Glad to hear that. I don’t feel like saying I’m going to soak in the water because there’s no culture of soaking in the bath around here. You don’t understand me no matter how good I talk about the bath. It prevents illness by cleansing your body, and improves your blood circulation. It heals tiredness. More importantly, the bath feels good after work. You’re gonna make me try again tomorrow.”

In previous life, then, it was once every two days with savings on top of a small bathroom.

That’s what I put in a big bath every day in this world. Long live the bath because it warms me up to the core of my heart instead of the core of my body because it is a firewood bath.

“Did the bei build this too?

“Oh. I wanted to take a bath, I put the most effort into it.”

It’s an open-air bath, but there’s a roof upstairs, so you can let it in, whether it’s rain or snow, and when it’s a storm, I’ll tie the line, so there’s still no problem. If you can see the village, you can also watch the full starry sky at night. The taste of a well-cooled coffee (modoki) that you drink because you are looking forward to the seasonal landscape. It scares me the other way around if I’m happy like this.

“You’re so extravagant to lose to the nobles.”

“I guess. He doesn’t have a bath like this.”

Well, I don’t know what an aristocratic bath looks like – but you’ll be able to use plenty of firewood, like ours, and the more water it’s going to overflow. Not to mention that our water is medicinal. The smell is not too strong, and it is tracheal friendly to a slight fragrance.

“I guess so. I can also nod to say that Bei is losing half his life. I want a bath, too.”

“Hehe. More comrades than anything. Well, kingdoms and big cities. Well, firewood baths are impossible, but it’s possible to warm water with magic. Make me a good bath.”

When I want to come in soon, I don’t want to warm it up with magic (ask Sapphire).

Phew ha and the exhalation leaks.

“… hey, it’s bei”

As he often enjoyed the water silently, the chairman opened his mouth.

“Hmm? What?”

“Who the hell are you?

“Fucking cheesy kid, free villager.”

I wasn’t born on some mission, and I don’t want to accomplish anything. A free man who just wants to live a life that is flat, leisurely, and better than his previous life, just because he has memories of his previous life.

“Well, I won’t tell you to convince me. I know it’s heterogeneous and heretical, and if you look at it from the viewer, it means it’s the object of fear. So you should do as the chairman likes. Speaking to someone about me, or trying to fool me, is up to the chairman. It’s not about me.”

“… by the way, has anyone used the bei?

“I’m here.”

“… what happened to that person?

I laughed niggly without answering.

…………

“Hehe. It’s a joke. I didn’t do anything. I’m just not gonna listen to your mouth again, and I’m not going out with you. You can tell by just looking at that mouthful of shit in the first place.”

I have not lived in Dada for more than fifty years (including in my previous life). If you’re fooled, you don’t want to see people, but you can work out your eyes.

“So am I passing?

It’s up to the chairman to decide.

You can’t be friends with each other if you just want one of them. We can’t have a good friendship unless we want each other and want to be reciprocal.

Like I said myself, I’m a busty fucking kid and a free villager, but I’m not going to let him fall apart enough to change his attitude at birth or in his capacity to be my friend, and I can’t – I’m not going to let him be my friend. If it’s a matter of loss, it’s only until it moves to gain. If you’re going to use it, use it the other way around.

“Hey, Bourbon Basibaddle. Ask again. What do you want to do?

“Please, my friend. I need your help.”

That’s what I said and bowed my head.

“Shh. I’ll help you, my friend.”

Sweet, they say, but this is me in this world. Until I live as I am.