Chapter III: Reorganizing the Situation
When Youji found the cottage, it was already an hour later. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Because he was still sorry for his age and health, and he refused to give up the two knives on his waist, by the time he found the cottage, he was already exhausted.
'But it's finally here'
Thankfully, that's the end of that hard work, at least for the time being.
Raising his head, what appeared in front of the demon was not so much a cottage in the traditional sense, but a big shack surrounded by a fence, right?
There were a lot of things in the big house made of firewood, grass and wood, but there was no doubt that there was nothing of value.
The only one of the remaining bandits stood up the moment he saw the monster.
However, at the same time as he stood up, his life came to an end.
"My-"
Pulling out a knife that is too long and heavy for this body, although it is more unaccustomed to the rib difference, but if you want to make a living in this troubled world, there is no harm in getting familiar with this thing as soon as possible.
"-World"
Then, a moment later, the bandit was bleeding from his throat and collapsed with his neck clutched in disbelief.
"Then, let me see... Okay, at least the problem of fire is solved."
I noticed on the way back before, the time was about noon, so it was not an incredible thing that there was a fire in the small village.
Probably making lunch?
"But isn't cold food popular in District 11, or am I mistaken?"
As for the type of food, it's rice.
The thief had already boiled some in the pot, although the amount was not too much, but considering his current physique. I guess it's enough to eat a meal.
――I just don't know what the taste will be.
However, even if it is unpalatable, now is not the time to think about that kind of thing.
Holding back the disgust in his heart, he dragged the body of the thief out of the small village, threw it to the wall first, and then the monster, who was already hungry, sat down by the pot where the rice was boiling.
“・・・”
But there were no chopsticks and bowls.
It's a hard wound.
"No, if you think about it, there should be, right?"
Otherwise, the bandits would not be able to eat.
However, with that in mind, even if you find an estimate, you can't use it.
"So, I had to eat it in a pot."
As for the tableware, the monster said that he could only make do with the ribs and cut a branch.
As for the taste.
Badly bad.
The rice is not completely hulled, and although it is not so bad that it is mixed with sand and gravel, it is inevitable that it will taste awkward.
In short, it makes people want to vomit.
But if you spit out, you lose.
"Ah, really"
In fact, there seem to be a few chickens in the cottage, and when I came in just now, I vaguely saw a few bamboo cages, but it's not easy and pleasant to clean up that thing, and if you can deal with it temporarily, there is no need to hit them on the head.
"Woo..."
“?”
And at this time, it seems that strange sounds are heard.
The sound came from a little further down the house, but when I looked over, there was nothing.
'Delusion?'
Turning around, he was ready to continue eating—but when he lifted his chopsticks, the strange voice rang out again.
'Sounds like a whimper...
I'm not in the mood to eat anymore. It's not delicious, and if you have this strange dynamic soundtrack, you can't swallow it as a matter of course.
The only way to find out the sound is to solve it according to the situation.
'Listen to the voice...
I've said it before, and it seems to be in a relatively middle position.
So he walked inside on the tattered ground, and then inspected the terrible wall.
- Soon, Youji found a door that wasn't a secret door at all. The reason why I couldn't see it for the first time before was just because it was obscured by some debris, and it was as dilapidated and inconspicuous as the surrounding walls.
"When you look closer, it looks like a pigsty."
Draw the knife out of its sheath.
With such feelings, I opened the door.
Then the boy saw the voice come to his aid.
A... Sister?
Long black hair, round with frightened, eyes full of tears.
It's a little dirty, but it should be okay to evaluate it as a beauty.
'Bandit Nestier?'
The jealousy's heart instantly turned a little dark judgment, but soon, he didn't care about those things.
Walk over and use the blade of the knife to cut the rope that binds the wrists and ankles, and let the girl pull up the limp and limp.
Compared to something that doesn't know if it happened, what Youji cares about more is actually her origin.
'Looks like it's a relatively close village?'
The bruises on the ankles and wrists are about the same size, which means that they have been tied up for about the same amount of time.
- Either they tied up the girl where they caught her and carried it all the way here, or they were driven to the cottage before they were tied up.
And look at her feet, and notice the shoes that were badly damaged, and the feet that seemed to have left a fresh wound or two from the hasty march. The option to bring it over can almost be removed.
'Plus...
The clothes were not luxurious, there were no obvious signs of tearing or cracking, and at the same time, it did not look like it was dressed on a home - so a passing caravan or something could probably be ruled out.
"Maybe it's not ruined, but I don't think about that for the time being."
In other words, in the judgment of the yogey: this is a girl who has only recently been taken captive up the mountain and lives in a nearby village.
"It doesn't matter what she used to be, but now, it's my hope to go down the mountain...
Yes, in his previous life, he was a monster of an otaku, and it was impossible not to understand Japanese at all. But if you talk about how much the ACGN's knowledge of Japanese can use, that's what only he knows.
For example, although the previous bandits roared a bunch of them, he knew most of the syllables. But as long as you connect it, it's unclear, but it's amazing.
"It's easier to write, but I remember the prevalence of writing in ancient Japan..."
That's a pretty low number.
Also, the more realistic problem is... There is no pen and paper for writing and communication.
As for writing on the ground?
That's easier said than done, but it hurts.
"People do it!?... But you don't know until you have to do it."
So, no matter how much it is, let's try it first...
So, take a deep breath, and then start to introduce yourself to the frightened girl.
In terrible Japanese-
"My name is—"
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'Soul Monster Jealousy・・・・How to spell it in Japanese...
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Still don't introduce it, right?
Resolutely give up the unrealistic part, and since you can't introduce yourself, then simply don't introduce yourself. As for how to explain the current situation without dialogue, let's solve it in a more realistic way.
So, first, he dragged the girl out of the big house, and pointed to the bandit who had been killed by a beautiful slit in the throat. Then he pointed to the knife in his hand, then put it into its sheath, led her to the rice pot, which had been removed from the fire, and motioned for her to eat.
At the very least, Youji felt that even if she was trembling, since she had started to eat, it would be a good first step.
'A good start is half the battle - so be it'
One bite, two bites, three bites.
I have to say that for a girl, that eating is a bit too bold, but I don't know how long she has been starved, so it's not incomprehensible - but, seeing her eat so happily, the monster who felt like she couldn't eat because of the bad food couldn't help but get hungry.
'Well, forget it, it's a good thing'
So, I went to sharpen the second pair of chopsticks. Then I sat down by the pot as well.
Luckily, there was enough food for the two children.
The atmosphere between the two of them, which had been somewhat stiff, quickly changed for the better during the meal, and while thinking: maybe this is the instinct of the creature?, while trying to express his problems in sign language and other methods.
For example, can you take me to your village?
That's not a good solution.
Although I can see that there is a problem with the expression of the monster.,So I'm trying to understand the meaning of the monster.。 But there is no doubt that the mere use of hands and props to represent the concept of 'home' makes the jealousy painstaking.
In the end, he could only point to the dead bandit, find a way to make a sleeping position, and then point to the big house.
Then he pointed at the girl, and then made a sleeping motion, followed by a puzzled expression.
――I don't know if the other party figured it out, but anyway, the girl said a lot of things with a sudden realization, and then...
She grabbed the hand of the demon very neatly and was about to go down the mountain.
'Rightly expressed?'
It seems to be so.
"But the real trouble is the next one."
The two men walked on the way down the mountain without adequate rest. The fatigue of the body rushed over when he exercised again, but the jealousy did not ask to wait for a while because he could not actually express it.
As he walked, Youji was thinking about another question at the same time.
'How will I be perceived?'
Quite calm, but also quite realistic.
Less white heads, swords, killings, etc., I can't express that now that the bandits have been killed by myself, will the villagers have other thoughts because they can't communicate? For example, tying yourself up and handing it over to a bandit is something that is no longer possible.
It's not impossible, right?
Because when it comes to it, humans are such timid creatures.
-- Anyone who has ever fought will easily understand that humans are both strong and fragile creatures.
If you don't attack to a lethal position, you may be out of breath and run out of strength and can't kill a person, but even if you are a well-trained and well-trained character, it is not easy to kill a person.
One, two, three - not humans that can be killed with a single knife or a stick, and perhaps the first few can be solved with bravery. But what about after that?
The most ferocious part of a fight between people is the first few blows - people who are not well trained will unconsciously devote all their physical strength to the first few blows, and after that, they will quickly lose most of their physical strength. And this is also the reason why most people feel soreness and weakness in their arms after a short fight.
And what about the professionally trained?
In fact, it's the same, it's just that compared to ordinary people who waste most of their physical strength because of excitement. Professionally trained people are able to save that part of their wasted energy, and they are less likely to show fatigue and can throw more punches.
That is to say, the so-called one blow, then decline, and three exhaustion.
-- Of course, the premise of this is that if you fight for your life and are sure that you won't survive if you don't kill your opponent.
If the bandits really fight the desperate villagers, they will not be able to win.
Even if you can kill some villagers at the beginning, if you are swarmed up, you will be quickly knocked down and killed. After all, except for the leader of the saber, the rest of the bandits could not have been professionally trained.
If you really try, maybe even two villagers can defeat a bandit, right?
But the reason why that did not happen, and why the bandits were always able to oppress more people with an absolutely inferior number - the root cause was the difference in attitude.
The villagers were afraid.
Fear of their own death - in their ordinary and cautious, even a little timid, values, this is understandable.
-- Even if you win, if you die, it means nothing. Even if others are saved, it has nothing to do with them.
So why not avoid that risk. Even if you are oppressed, you can barely survive?
Yes, it may seem too weak. But this is indeed the way to live in troubled times.
'Let's hope it doesn't get to that.'
Youji touched the saber on his waist, and when he thought of this, his face couldn't help but show sadness.
"Otherwise, what should I do?"
If you are an adult, it is better to say that the samurai with swords have a natural deterrent power in this country.
However, if it is only a child who wears the sword, things are very different.
'Forget it, let's take it one step at a time'
Jealousy, I have to sigh again, the limitations of this young body.
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