50 ③ Aria and Poitan

"... Hey, you're a guest by the woods," said the father, welcoming us with a slightly drawn laugh.

It is a small vegetable store, almost at the northernmost end of the outdoor area.

A much simpler shop where vegetables were arranged on a cloth laid on the ground and a roof of an unreliable frame was set up.

However, there is a large luggage truck sitting behind your father, where inflated bags of bread are stacked like mountains.

"That's very helpful, because if you don't come to me on the third day or so, my aria will be numb."

He is my father, who wraps a white cloth around his head similar to mine, and then wears only about a waist roll and leather sandals, about a little over forty. Hair, eyes and beard are all burnt brown, skin color is yellowbrown. It's quite large and disappointing in its stature, and it looks like it has a strong arm.

But when I confronted Ai-Fa, his father's eyes became as adorable as Pomeranian's.

Aria and Poitan again today? As usual, how many copper coins would you like?

"Poitan has two sheets of white, Aria has two sheets of white and four sheets of red."

"Oh, that's fancy! I don't know if this guy's in the store anymore."

It is a merchant-like affection, but the smile is still attractive.

Your feelings of fear outweigh your contempt for the people of the forest.

"White for two, red for four, and... Okay, check it out."

A sack of hemp-like material was placed in the grass of a sledge and outdoor shop.

When I think this is quite a portion, the same amount of bags are placed again.

The size - well, it's about that size that Santa Claus isn't so unnatural even when he's in charge.

"Oh, hey, Ai-Fa, how many days the hell did you buy the food?

"It's twenty days' worth," he replied, while Ai-Fa claws in front of the bag.

Apparently, we still have to account for the number of pieces here.

Indeed, earlier, Ai-Fa had exchanged four horns and fangs for copper coins. We were talking about getting 10 meals of food for one giva, so 40 meals for two people in 20 days. Nowhere is the calculation wrong.

But for twenty days, that means calculating that Aria has three a day and Poitan has two... Aria has 60, Poitan has 40? That's two names, 120 and 80?

"Wait a minute! Why are you buying so much? It would have taken me an hour to get home from here!?

And so on, and then I think that the clock didn't exist in the woodland settlement. Does it exist in this lodging town? I think it looks like a clock.

But I don't care about that. Both Aria and Poitan were supposed to be strong at 200 grams a piece by my count.

And that means...

There are 120 arias, 24 kilograms.

There are eighty Poitans, sixteen kilograms.

Given the journey from Accommodation Town to Forestside, there was nothing else to rate as reckless.

"... count it fast. If I sit here forever, no one else will come near me."

Ai-Fa said in a low voice, taking into account the number of Poitans.

My father is rearranging the vegetables in the product pretending to be deaf.

I can't tell you to reduce the dose any more. On the side I sold and on the side I bought.

I sighed and lowered my back instead of I-Fa.

"All right. Poitan's better off."

I'll poke and repack Poitan in a bag. I'll lay eyes = fa aside, and I'll split ten arias apart and arrange them on the grass, too.

but in the thirtieth, my hand stopped.

"Father. It's like this aria is smoking water."

My father looked like he was going to hurt me.

But I'm not going to stop by here.

"That can't be right. He just harvested it yesterday. Shaky for another month."

"No, this response is crazy. I don't know by the looks of it, but I think it's definitely rotten."

"Yes, stop making claims. Because you're a forest dweller, you'll have to keep to the rules of the lodging town."

"Every Accommodation Town decision?... Hey, Ai-Fa. Here. So you're not supposed to complain about being sold something rotten?

I tried to whisper to Ey-Fa just in case, but he even got to your father's ear even though he was so distant.

Still, Father didn't want to come near us.

"Hey! Well, that's Aria I grew up with! The poor people who lost their nurturing, I put them all in my stomach! If you ever complain about my aria, don't ever come to my store again!

My father, who shouts like that, had almost come to fruition in the shape of death.

Ai-Fa takes my hand aria, frowning at the root.

"Hmm... a little soft, huh?

"No, this is a useless level anymore. - Dad, can you try cracking this guy up now and swap it for something else if it's rotten? If there is no abnormality, I will state the words of the wasabi properly."

"Or take it personally!" I was able to get your understanding, so I broke it completely vertically with an eye-fa's father's forgettable knife.

The area at the bottom is still discoloured to purple, and the area around it has become sluggish. This makes the lower half useless.

"Look, it's rotten, isn't it? I'm sorry, but I'd like one brand new."

If you let that cross section lean towards you so that you can see it, your father's extensive face, which was originally bleeding down, completely loses its color.

"Shh... sorry! It was my fault! You're right, give me a break! Or I'll give you your money back! So, please, only life..."

And, he is my father, who rams me to the ground and offers me two colored copper coins.

Seems very emotionally unstable.

"...... ai-fa. What am I supposed to do in this case?

"Know what? You don't get food without paying for it."

"Right. Uh, look up, Father. What we want is not copper coins, it's aria. My teeth aren't tough enough to chew through something that hard."

If it was that Donda-Lou or something, I might be able to bite you off. I'd slap your father's thick shoulder, thinking about it.

"Ah... aren't you a forest folk...?

"I'm not born the same way. As you can see, I'm currently taking care of myself by the woods."

My father looks up at me with a pomeranian glance in front of him.

"... will you forgive me?

"If you'll trade me for a new aria, I'll forgive you"

With a smug trembling hand, my father grabbed Aria, who was lined up on the cloth, and offered it to me.

"Yes, thank you.... you know, it might be extra, but if you're confident in your job, shouldn't you be angry after making sure? Then you won't be in business."

"... if it wasn't for the people by the woods, I would have," I think I snapped, but it was hard to tell because I was barely speaking.

There were no anomalies in the other arias and the numbers fit nicely, so I bag all the arias.

Ai-Fa then removed the dried grass - possibly a bunch of Fibach's - from the hidden pocket behind the cloak, tying the mouth of each of the two bags tight.

Then wrap the excess of the spreading grass around your palm and take on the left shoulder of a large number of Aria bags.

"Let's go."

He got me one and five times heavier, so I can't complain about this, however weak it is.

With a sigh of breath as to what I really would do with that suspension bridge, I also decided to play the timeless Santa Claus.

"Now if you'll excuse me. I may be back in about twenty days, so thank you then."

My father has given me a slightly less energetic gaze, but there was no reply to this.

Whether I should be sympathetic or outrageous, I'm in a mood for one thing right now.

"Well. You've got a lot of extra copper coins, including the mindfulness of the exchange woman. Anything else you need, Asta?

Ai-Fa, who stopped his leg in the empty space of the stall and stall, asks.

After putting the bag under my feet, I said, "You need fruit liquor."

"You can get one bottle of Fruit Liquor for one bottle of red. If you buy two bottles, you still have more than five."

"Hmm. You have no idea what monetary value it is. What about rock salt?"

"There are three pieces of rock salt in red.... Right. I started using rock salt other than dried meat, so should I buy it early?"

I feel kind of weird that I'm in such a crowd to discuss shopping with Ai-Fa.

Of course, I'm not in the least bit of a bad mood.

"So, are there two pieces left?... Then why don't you buy the Tino or Pra you had at Lew's yesterday? I don't even know how many I can buy."

"I don't mind anything. I'll leave you to it."

I've been deceived.

As I twisted my neck wondering what to do, my stomach made an adorable noise of "kyuru".

"Ah! What about buying a snack in the street and filling your stomach, Ai-Fa?

Not only did the stalls sell smoked meat, but there were also a few shops selling something like a little snack to eat on the spot.

But Ai-Fa opened her eyes as wide as she did a little.

"If you're hungry, I'm bringing dried meat"

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.... Oh, or will this be swept away by the contraindications by the woods?

"You are free to use the copper coins you get from Giva's fangs and horns for what. Most likely, there's no such thing as a human being by the woods."

I see. If the concept of enjoying food is a thin woodland area, maybe that's the natural story.

"Then Ai-Fa isn't interested either. Then why don't you buy Tino and go home?"

"It doesn't matter what. I said I'd leave you to it."

"Mm-hmm. But Aria and Poitan are letting me out of my Ey-Fa earnings, and I can't help but feel like I'm wasting the rest on my own interests."

"... what are you talking about? I'm the head of the family, right?," Ai-Fa's eyes narrow softly.

I was caught in the fact that I owned as many as nine fangs and horns but didn't pay one, but could it be an act involving a household owner's sales voucher that cares about that?

Even though I have come so far peacefully, I do not mean to undermine the mood of Ai-Fa.

"Then can I just buy some new vegetables for one piece of copper and use the rest to stand and eat? To be honest, I'm really interested in this world's food culture."

Then Ai-Fa cleared the eyebrow root, which was clouding, and said, "Do as you please".

It's kind of like even my sweeter, better girlfriend plays this. Perhaps it is healthy as a relationship between parents and others. As a Japanese boy, it's painful.

Still, I felt very relieved when Ai-Fa looked satisfied.