"Sakura-sama has become a shrine maiden? Is it true that she received guidance from the gods? Why didn't the gods directly send rain?" The expression on the young man's face gradually turned into fear: "If there is no permission from the gods, then he will definitely bring disasters to punish the village.
!”
Yaeji shook his head, turned around and left, ignoring people who feared the gods to the core.
"Master Ji! Even if there is this well, it cannot meet the village's irrigation needs for the fields. It is impossible for the villagers to only drink water and not eat every day. In my opinion, Master Ji should report it to the God Lord and discuss holding the next sacrifice.
It’s something! Lord Ji!”
"What nonsense are you talking about! How dare you point fingers at Master Ji!" The patrol team members guarding the well stepped forward and pressed the young man to the ground in one fell swoop.
"Yes, he is right. Now that we can drink water, what will happen to the animals and fields?"
"The most important thing is the fields. Without the fields, we will all starve to death."
"We still have to hold sacrifices!"
"But... didn't my mother-in-law say last time that it would rain in a few days?"
"Hmph! Do you still believe what that old thing said? She must have taken advantage of others. I heard from my cousin that Daisuke broke into Yae Shrine the day before and said that he and Ryo were sworn husband and wife. Later, he sent
That old guy checked, what’s the result?”
"Even if the well water can irrigate the fields, how much more can be watered? We still have to hold sacrifices!"
"Alas~ Ryo, who was not a pure girl last time, must have made the gods unhappy. I don't think so this time."
Yaeji, who had not walked very far, had a gloomy face. Wasn't he working so hard to dig the well just for the purpose of offering sacrifices?
"Hmph! If one well is not enough, I will drill two wells; if two wells are not enough, I will drill four wells!"
In the evening, I helped Sakura do some flexibility exercises. After dinner, I went to the side hall where the spiritual sword is enshrined to appreciate the magic of Sakura Fukiyuki.
When it was late at night, Yaeji returned to his room and fell asleep.
This time, he dreamed about irrigation technology.
In the early morning, Yaeji, who was still not in good spirits, had two dark circles under his eyes and looked quite haggard.
In the courtyard, Yae Sakura stood opposite Yae Ji holding a small wooden knife and said distressedly: "Brother, why don't you go sleep for a while?"
Yaeji shook his head and forced himself to wake up, "It's okay, my head just hurts a little. You can continue."
"Pa!~"
They flashed past each other, and Yae Ji staggered back two or three steps.
"Brother!" Yae Sakura's tone became stern, and she said sternly: "You must go and take a rest."
"Okay, okay." Yaeji, who was not in good spirits, accepted his sister's proposal. Since the villagers discussed the sacrifice again yesterday, what he has been thinking about over and over again is that thing. He can't wait to spread the ideas of the other world.
!
Yaeji returned to the house and lay down on the bed with his eyes closed without even taking off his clothes.
Yae Rin tiptoed over from the other side, carefully pulled the quilt and covered Yae Ji's abdomen.
By the time Yae Ji opened his eyes, it was already noon.
After dinner, Yaeji couldn't wait to go to the village carpenter to discuss irrigation tools.
The rather muscular man who smelled of sawdust frowned as he listened to Yae Ji's idea, "Master Ji, with all due respect, your method is a lot of work and is not realistic. I don't have the ability to create such a complicated thing.
"
"There is really nothing we can do?" Yae Ji refused to give up.
"Really not." The carpenter shook his head.
Throughout the afternoon, Yaeji had been dealing with various "skilled workers" in the village, but none of them had a good idea for the tools Yaeji proposed for irrigating the fields.
Yaeji, who was in a bad mood, came to the well for a look or two. When he was about to return to the shrine, a "little girl" suddenly grabbed him.
"Ji, are you okay now?"
Yaeji looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar face in front of him...
"Don't tell me that you are Kimura's sister."
"Oops!" The "little girl" in front of him had exaggerated expressions and movements, and slapped his arm with her little hands, "I hate it~"
Yaeji shuddered. This girl exuded a special smell mixed with acid and fragrance, just like Hiyoshimaru's sister before. She hadn't taken a shower in days, and she still put sachets on her body and applied rouge...
...
The smell was several times stronger than that of a boy like him.
"Sakura is still waiting for me to come home. I have to go to the shrine first. When I see your brother, say hello to him for me!"
Seeing that something was wrong, Yaeji hurriedly rubbed oil on his feet and ran away.
"Lord Ji! Come and play with us often~ I have many little sisters here who are curious about the heroic appearance of the next Eightfold God Lord~"
Yaeji staggered as he was running away. He always felt that these words were so familiar.
It seems that when he travels around different worlds in his dream, strange beasts with strange shapes and sounds that can be placed on some roadsides.
"Brothers and sisters, come and play~"
Is that so?
Yaeji couldn't accept it.
Beside the well, the "girl" standing there watched Yae Ji leave, with the expression on her face changing again and again.
He stretched out his hand and stroked Ma Pingchuan's body, "Huh~ It's good to know that Yae is a girl. Otherwise, if grandpa asked me to wear this outfit to meet a man, I really wouldn't be able to accept it."
"Ahem~ It's not good, my voice."
The voice of this age is inherently neutral, and Kimura spoke in a soft voice. Coupled with the fact that he was dressed like a girl, Yaeji really didn't recognize this little friend with whom he had only had a few interactions.
...
"Brother, you are pressing down harder."
Said Yae Ji, who was doing the splits and bending his upper body backwards.
"elder brother?"
"elder brother!"
"Ang?" Yaeji, who was distracted, hurriedly pressed down Sakura's shoulders.
"Hiss~"
Hearing the sound of Sakura gritting her teeth and gasping for air, Yaeji hurriedly let go and asked anxiously: "What's wrong? Where is the strain?"
"No, let's continue." Sakura moved her body, took a good posture, and continued to stretch the ligaments.
"Let's get here first today."
After Yaeji finished speaking, he walked to his shop.
Yae Sakura, who was pressing her legs, caught up and asked, confusion written all over her face, "What happened today? Did something happen to the well?"
"It's okay." Yae Ji sat on the shop and looked up at Sakura who was full of concern, "I just feel... something is wrong, and why do so many girls of the same age suddenly appear in the village? I used to
I’ve never seen them.”
"Indeed." Lin on the side interjected: "Many girls have come to ask about my brother's whereabouts these days."
Seeing Sakura and Rin chatting, Yaeji simply lay down on the shop. It was just an excuse he made casually. Now he is still most concerned about the well and the sacrifice.
Two days later.
In the early morning, the moonlight was dim and I couldn't say that I couldn't see my fingers, but it wasn't much different.
"Master Ji! Master Ji!"
Yaeji, who was sleeping in a daze, heard someone calling his name.