307 299 Stories Sol's Rice

Looking out the window, the white world is spreading.

The wind also seems strong and it is dim to say that it is daytime with rattling noises.

Around noon yesterday, the vigilante contacted the town saying, 'Beware, there will be a blizzard two to four days from tomorrow'.

So that response last night seemed very difficult for both Dora and Salifah.

"Wow, I'm really not gonna be able to see a bit further."

Hands on the window, face close and try to look out, but I have no idea what's going on out there.

It's a truly white world.

As I stare outside, I hear a knock on the door.

'I'm home,' Mr. Druid said as he replied looking outside.

"This way down, even if we stop, it's going to continue to affect us."

"Influence?"

"Oh, it looks like it's gonna go down for a few days, how much snow it's gonna be"

"Oh well."

I thought Mr. Druid said that too much snow would keep you from moving.

Maybe even if the snow stops, you won't be able to get out of the inn.

7 days from the day I went to the woods with Mr. Pliagilmuth.

In the meantime, I worked hard hunting for Siusa and Hattori.

Mr. Druid had quite a bit of fun with the trial and error of changing the trap setup and the location.

With Ciel helping him hunt again, he succeeded in hunting two types of demons in large quantities.

And when I tried to go sell it to the butcher, Mr. Druid stopped me.

"You signed up for a commercial guild, remember? You'd be safer selling it over there, wouldn't you? '.

but Mr. Druid panicked because he didn't remember anything about registering.

I asked him to explain that he signed up for a commercial guild before traveling, but I still can't remember at all.

The two of us had no choice but to smile bitterly at the influence of the magic formation.

And I can't create a family account without registering for a commercial guild, so I could have felt uncomfortable remembering the account.

Well, I'm glad I was able to sell meat safely in a commercial guild.

"Is that it?"

Turning his gaze from outside the window to Mr. Druid, he has a red demon stone in his hand.

"What's up?

"What's wrong with that?

I told Mr. Dora I was ready for the demon stone, so I shouldn't have to.

For some reason, Mr. Druid came back to the room with the red demon stone in his hand.

"I said no, but you can use it if you want."

For a few days, the chill seems terrible.

As a result, the magic cast into the Demon Stone decreases faster.

I guess that's why Dora and the others prepared it for me, thinking about what if.

Sucky Mr. Druid turns his gaze to the bag on his desk.

I'll see it with you.

There, tons of red demon stones.

"I told you I didn't need it. But I can't explain it."

"That's right."

"Teriyu ~"

Pom.

On the bed, Frem is still resurrecting the Demon Stone.

And massive red demon stones rolling over the bed.

…………

"Well, when the cold settles, I'll give it back."

"Please"

"You're in more trouble than that."

"Yeah. What about Sol's rice"

I've been thinking about it a lot, but I couldn't bring back the magic that would be Sol's rice from the dump.

In the meantime, I've stuffed the excess magic bags with the garbage of magic items that contain a relatively large amount of magic.

I didn't feel like it for a bit, but I had no choice because of Sol.

but there is a small amount of magic in the garbage.

Whatever you think, it's about a day's worth.

Yet it is possible that we will not be able to go outside for a few days from today.

"What about Sol?

"Hmm? I was just playing with the demon stones around Flem."

Look around the bed but no sign of Sol.

"Sol?"

"Pefu."

When I turned my gaze to the ringing, I was at the foot of the bed.

Could it have fallen off?

"What are you doing? You're gonna step on it, aren't you?

"Pefu."

Gently put Sol back on the bed.

"Sol, I'm sorry. I couldn't prepare Sol's rice."

"Pei?"

"I brought garbage in my magic bag, but I'm sure it's not enough"

"Pefu."

You could understand my story, he rang a little snort.

"When are you going to be able to go to the woods?

"It's this descent, you might not make it until the worst spring comes."

So much?

I wonder what to do with that.

Isn't there still less than January?

"Oh, what do you do with garbage during the winter?

No one should want to keep garbage in the house in January either.

For example, why don't we collect garbage somewhere?

"Temporary storage is created in towns and villages, but there are people there."

Oh, yeah.

I guessed it, but I can't, I can't use it.

You can't see a magical-eating slime.

Can we just hope there's no more snow?

Point your gaze out the window.

... don't feel like you're not getting a prayer.

"Sol, I'm gonna run out of rice, okay?

"Pefu."

Sol who normally answers that I have no problem with Mr Druid's question.

Tilt your neck a little to too normal an attitude.

Wouldn't it be something more hasty or something?

Based on how Sol is doing, you should understand most of the content of this conversation.

Yet she replied that she was fine without any trouble.

"Uh, Sol. You might not be able to eat magic for about January, but are you okay?

"Pefu."

It's 'yes'.

"... maybe it's okay if the day goes on that you don't eat?

"Pefu."

Is that it?

Problem solved?

"I've been pretty worried about it, what was it?

"Yeah. Sol, are you sure nothing's wrong?

……

Hmm?

Silence means something's wrong, right?

"Uh, I don't eat it, but I can't live with it, but you mean there's gonna be a problem?

"Pefu."

It doesn't seem to solve the problem.

"How long do you have to eat to get a problem?

…………

Can't even Sol see this?

"Do you have any idea what the problem will be?

"Pefu."

I wonder what the problem will be for Slime.

"Getting sick?

…………

Anything else?

Sol said you could live, so you're not going to die, are you?

No, you can't think of anything.

"In the meantime, do we have to see how it goes? So, let's keep looking for something that can carry magic."

"Is that okay?

"Peepee! Peepee!

Sol's problem still can't be solved right away.

There's a problem for now, but he doesn't have to eat it. He's fine for a little while.

I just need to see what the problem is.

…………

"Finally, you stopped."

Morning of the third day from the day of the snowstorm.

Finally, the warm light of the sun shone.

If you look out the window, you can see it's pretty piled up.

In the meantime, I'm going down to the ground floor to see how much it's piling up.

"Whoa, good morning"

Mr. Dora stood in his coat down the stairs.

"Good morning, do you want to do something?

"Good morning, Dora"

"The blizzard finally stopped, so I thought I'd melt the snow at the entrance and exit. But unfortunately, I couldn't get out of there."

Mr. Dora refers to the entrance to and exit from the inn.

Leaning his neck, Mr. Dora opened the entrance and exit door to show me.

There's a wall of snow that completely blocks the entrance and exit.

"Wow, that's amazing"

"Yeah, I was told there might be a lot of snow this year, but I didn't imagine that was it. Besides, it's still winter season."

Mr. Dora sighs as much as she wants.

Winter has certainly just begun, and this is the winter season to come.

"Do you want me to help?

"Bad, I just want to secure the entrance and exit. Can you ask for it?"

"Yeah, but where are you getting out of?

"We're going to go out the upstairs window and melt the snow with the item and make a path that people can go through once it melts somewhat"

Looks like Mr. Druid and Mr. Dora are going to be working outside.

"Is there something I can do, too?

"No, because Ivy's in trouble if she catches a cold"

Mr. Druid will shake my head.

"Ah, then I'm sorry, but can you ask for Salifah's help? It's time to make breakfast, but I can't help."

Surely it's going to take some time to build a path that you can walk while melting that massive amount of snow.

"Okay."

"Don't service your meals today and tomorrow. Including dinner."

Smiling and nodding, Mr. Druid stroked his head as well as Mr. Dora.

I set my foot in the cooking room where I was told there was Mr. Salifah after I dropped them off.