Chapter 5: 1.03.2 A peaceful life.
"~Such a wonderful world~" I sang and sang, ignoring the mist that had stopped at the precipice of the village. With only my underwear on, the rest of my clothes were still drying on the stick that I was holding on to.
"Little guy, how is the view from there?" I asked Grifter who was also bound to the sa stick and moved up and down with the beats of the song.
Not like he had any choice, to begin with. As I was not wearing any clothes, making it was impossible for Grifter to hide in my pockets anymore.
"Don't worry, you won't be enjoying that view for long. It's ti for our rest."
I still had so dried rations left that could help survive for three more days. But I planned to go to the village chief's house tomorrow and work for him.
Earning so on the side won't be harmful. And this would make it seem I am a dependable individual who is not scared to present himself.
Well, to begin with, this was a test by the village chief. Depending on my choice, he would rate as either dangerous or a safe individual in the village. So not going there would be a foolish thing to do.
Or so, this is what I think.
And whether this is true or not, I can't be sure about it. Because as an Individual, I can never know what goes in the minds of others no matter what.
A fact that I have learned at a young age.
"Hmm, it seems like the kids were inside their hos before during the afternoon as well." When I eventually arrived back in the village, I saw the kids playing around in front of their hos.
No, it seed like they treated this whole village as their ho as they jumped from one ho to another, treating every place like their own.
This truly made it seem like one big family.
"Is it that stranger that sister ena brought here?"
And it would seem I was pretty famous among the kids already. Looked at and followed as if I was a zoo animal of so sort.
Guess I understand sowhat what my rats used to experience.
But they surely had not as much sentience as .
Of course, I am not talking about Grifter who was glaring at the kids as if he would eat them.
And if left alone, he probably would.
That's just how he was, pure evil incarnate.
The kids should be considered lucky that I was holding Grifter back.
"Don't stare at kids. This rat bites." I tried to scare them but in an innocent way. I didn't wish to scare the kids in reality and neither did I wish to cause their parents to hate for it.
Taking any drastic actions in this place would be antithetical to my goal in this place.
So, saying good night to the kids, I entered the temporary ho I was given and found laid on the bed after cleaning off the dust from it.
Cleaning this whole ho would take so ti and I chose to do it tomorrow.
Because tonight I wished for a peaceful night, away from the thoughts of the mysterious mist and the scary pond where I just washed my body in.
So I wished to sleep early, which was before the sun went down. And as it was a village, the people usually slept by the ti the sun was down anyways.
Giving one last look toward the mist that was waiting for at the periphery of the village. I took out the dried rations for a al.
I didn't wish to go hungry during sleep.
But before I could eat the biscuits made of rye. Soone knocked on my door.
"Hmm." I wondered who it would be at this ti of day.
The kids were going ho for food and the n were coming from herding and...
Oh! It seems there were still so animals left, as I saw through the window that so n must have hunted a wolf. Though it would seem the trap they dug for it left the body pretty butchered.
But I am being distracted.
Approaching the door. I opened it up.
And oh delight, if it was none other than era. Holding a pot of porridge and so bread.
"This is not free, think of it as early paynt for your work tomorrow." She said shyly before handing the tray to and leaving in a hurry.
Her cheeks are as red as before.
"Thank you." Before she left, I hurriedly put in thanks, as for whether she heard it or not, I don't know.
But she was probably embarrassed to face after I exposed my body to her before.
Guess, this is what you see in rural areas. In the city where I belonged, so children were sold naked on the streets. But here, even this is a heavy subject for the village folks.
This is why I warned her before, she shouldn't treat the cities as so wondrous places. They are the perfect amalgamation of the worst aspects of human society in one place.
The kind of place that only I may be able to enjoy.
"But this place is also not that boring." I wondered, looking at the porridge with so at chunks in them.
at that wasn't dried and mossy. But fresh at slled nice.
"If this is how life could be, I might just stay here."
Taking the tray to the bed, I placed the ration biscuits into the bag once again and noticed the poisoned vial that was still present in my bag.
"Guess, there will be no need for you in this place," I said before locking the satchel bag and then gleefully enjoying the porridge along with fresh at.
For so reason, this food reminded of the ti before my father's death. When everything was enjoyable to . The food that my mother made was similar to the one I am currently eating, even though the ingredients were bad.
But after my dad's death, even after making the food the sa way, it never felt as good as it was before.
Which was surprising to .
"I would request her recipe..."
And I was not joking, I would surely do this. I promise.
Then turning to Grifter, I poured so of the porridge with so at chunks into a small bottle cap that I found on the table. And then handed it to the little guy.
"Enjoy for now. Tomorrow, I will see if I can find a new ho for you."
I said before leaning on the bowls and the tray. And then jumping on the bed, going back to my sleep.
A sleep that I very much desired. As things happened way too fast recently.
And I wished for so much-needed rest.
*****
"Mirage, if you are free, co to my ho. I need so help with bleaching the hides."
"Sorry, the village chief has asked to teach the kids letters today. I won't be able to help you. How about tomorrow?"
"No worries, those little runts learning things are more important than these hides."
I can't believe it's been three weeks since I ca here. And I don't like to flex, but I have adapted to this peaceful place pretty well.
Though, reaching this state was not simple. The kind of things the village chief made do as a test was just too much, breaking my body to so extent.
But after those first few days, he wasn't as harsh on my work as before. And one ti he even ca to asking for one thing.
"Teach the kids how to read and write." The village chief was not as stupid as I had previously assud, knowing the state of the forest and the problem caused by overhunting, he was looking at the future of the village and planning to send the kids to the city to work.
But for that, these kids need to know how to spell their nas first.
So he asked , who claid to be a student. To teach these kids.
And so I did. Recalling the things my father taught and how he taught . I mimicked him and produced so fine results.
Though, what was more interesting was that there were not only kids that joined my class. But there were even so adults, mostly won, that ca to the class and learned so things.
Sothing the village chief liked very much to my surprise.
Usually, in communities like these, the won are more conservative and the n look down on them for trying to beco learned people.
I would need around then hands to recount the news I read in which a woman died after being mistaken for a witch due to her standing out from the masses.
Which made the village chief pretty progressive to so of the modern folks I have seen in the city.
"Oh, going to teach the kids once again?"
"And you skipping the class once again? Do you know how much your father wishes for you to leave this village and make sothing of yourself?" I asked ena, who just bit her tongue as a child in embarrassnt.
Oh, I forgot to ntion that ena is the daughter of the village chief and the oldest of this generation of kids.
Though, she is still a few months older than .
"I find it too boring. Better to go out and enjoy life when I still have ti."
"..."
These words.
I don't know, but these words when heard from the mouth of others, they felt unreal to .
She was soone like , trying to find enjoynt in things that she likes. Just the way I did.
But, I still didn't know why I felt so hollow hearing these words.
"I promise that I will have fun this ti. So how about you join i..."
As I was going to request this jolly girl to join . I noticed that there was a crowd concentrated in the Yaedel's ho. And people talking among themselves.
As for the topic they were talking about.
"Soone murdered Betsy?"
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