Ore no Ongaeshi: High Spec Murazukuri

The "welcome feast” was coming to an end.

"Is this seat vacant?

"Originally, the earth belongs to no one. Wherever you sit, you're free."

"Right."

In the chair in front of Gaton, the old blacksmith of the Mountain Hole clan, I graze my hips.

"Did the kids sleep?

"Growing up children also have a job to sleep in. Now Mr. Riesha's asleep."

When the feast also reached the end, the little children, who were starting to rub their sleepy eyes, also began to come out. I fell asleep with the village chief's granddaughter, Risha, and I just got back.

It was only me and the old men of the village who were drinking and chatting in the square of the feast.

"So you can drink now?

"Oh, I'll have it"

Gaton pours liquor into my cup. It is a secret local liquor of the village and has a nice scent that stimulates the nasal cavity.

"Our sage lord is much missed by the children of the village."

"Don't tease me, Mr. Jii of Gaton. As usual,“ kid ”is fine. Besides, I'm not good with kids."

"With all this accomplishment, I'll say it often. Kid, which one?"

"It just so happens."

Exchange words with Gaton while drinking.

As I answered the old craftsman Gaton, it is by chance that the results so far have been achieved in this village.

The presence of cereal inaphone fruit and the excessively high adaptability of children in the village. There was a terrible overlap of good fortune, such as the environment of a naturally privileged village.

And my greatest luck is in front of me.

"I came to thank you today. Blacksmith Gaton... Had it not been for you, things wouldn't have gone so well"

"Yeah, a lot of honesty tonight, kid. Which one? Are you going down with a spear tomorrow?"

"I'm always honest, too. And no spears come down from the sky."

No lies in my words of gratitude. [M]

I really appreciate the old blacksmith Gaton. I have carried out various civilizational reforms in the villages of Uld, including crossbows (crossbows), agricultural equipment and household goods.

But it was the old craftsmen and grandchildren of this Mountain Hole clan who actually manufactured it in kind based on my dirty drawings. Without them, life in the village would still be in distress, and I would have had more difficulty.

"I only make things that I thought were interesting as an artisan. It just so happens that Onusi's drawings were."

"Then talk fast. I'm just drawing a few more drawings. Please do that during the winter, Jii from Gaton."

"Hmm. People are still rough, kid."

With that said, Gaton smiles invincibly at his mouth.

'Whatever the impossible blueprint, I'll make sure to finish it as long as the metal is the raw material,' he just said.

(But this guy is really going to make anything...)

The scary thing about old artisan gatons is their flexible sense of application rather than their exceptional blacksmith skills.

You instantly understand the principles of crossbows (crossbows) and farm equipment drawings that I bring in from modern times to make them even easier to use in this world.

"By the way, kid... no, it's Yamato"

It was then.

The tone of the gaton that was in front of me changes.

"What the hell, Gaton"

I also respond to that serious expression directly in front of me.

Who the hell is Onusi?

…………

I'll take a moment to answer that question.

I thought it was a question to be asked one day, but I didn't even think this boneless old craftsman was the first.

"I was just a mountain lover. If it's changed, I've just seen things different from this country."

"... right"

Gaton just snorts quietly at my answer. No further pursuit whatsoever.

"I also have a question for you. Gaton, who are you? Why are you hiding in such a peripheral village while you have so many arms?"

I also bump into questions I've always wondered about.

In Riesha's story, Gaton is a master of blacksmith (Ann Jazz) with only three people on the continent.

One of the Sanjie who reigns at the apex of one of the many blacksmiths on this continent. Originally, as the exclusive blacksmith of a great nation, he is the one who should live surrounded by wealth and honor equal to nobility.

"I'm not just an iron-loving man. The people of Urd are here in gratitude. I mean, just like Onusi."

"... right"

I snorted quietly at Gaton's answer and decided not to pursue it any further. One thing people don't want anyone to hear is two things.

"Kid...... what's Onusi not going to do in the village now?

"Whatever you do, just scratch your feet to live."

There are still many problems such as securing food supplies for food distress and the shortage of adult manpower.

We need to get through the tough winter ahead first, and we all need to decide on our plans for spring.

"I don't know what happened to the country where Onusi lived, but there's still a lot of commotion on this continent"

"Oh, Mr. Riesha tells me"

So far the village of Uld is “peaceful”.

This is due to the geographical favourable condition that it is in mountainous areas and that it is a village that is too borderline.

There were lords who nominally belonged, but were left alone because they were too far from the city.

But there are always people in every world who aim for wealth.

Gaton said that if Uld's standard of living was moistened by starvation, the danger would always be a possibility.

"I have an idea about that. I'll plant it for the kids during the winter."

"You're a very rough kid, sage."

"The weak will not survive... that is the management of nature"

"That's right..."

Old artisan Gaton narrows his eyes and gives him a slightly sad look.

This man also had important twin grandchildren. I would have looked on my grandfather's face to guide his future.

"Don't worry, I won't let anyone die"

My words were promises and my own determination. He wants the people of this village to live in hope by giving them the wisdom and power to live.

"Well, that's a lot of dependable words."

"I don't know what to say in its place, but the thing that I want you to make came up again. Ask for a prototype ASAP."

"Hey! Are you going to kill me for overwork!?

"Shouldn't that be such a nasty body? The proud Mountain Hole tribe man."

"Of course not. Who are you talking to?"

Enjoy a conversation with an old craftsman who still has a bad mouth. It's really Mr. Jii with no back cover.

"Well, can we have another drink, kid?"

"Oh, I'll have it"

Drinking a little crusty local liquor from Urd, I'm going to enjoy a good time.