Chapter 8.2

“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.