I’ll Never Set Foot in That House Again! Volume 7 by milli-gram

Author:milli-gram [MILLI-GRAM]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: J-Novel Club
Published: 2025-09-24T00:00:00+00:00

6. Food, Clothing, and Lodging

With the lift device unusable, we had no choice but to consider alternative ways to return to the surface, but...

“It’s about the time night would fall up above. We should get some rest and think more clearly tomorrow,” Lord Glen said.

Since sitting around and worrying wouldn’t help us come up with a solution, we agreed with his suggestion and decided to rest for the night.

“My apologies,” Miss Carnelian said, her face growing even paler. “We don’t have proper accommodations for the three of you. Our beds are made of stone, and we have no linens at all.”

She explained that the famine had been so severe, they had resorted to consuming anything even remotely edible—wooden bed frames, blankets, pillows... Anything they could eat, they did.

The desperation they must have endured left me speechless. Thinking back, the signs had been there. The Nox village had a ceiling painted like a starry sky, a cold stone floor, and stone buildings. The villagers wore clothing fashioned from interlinked metal pieces, likely salvaged from whatever remained.

“It’s all right,” Lord Glen said reassuringly. “I have camping gear stored in my Item Box, and we also have Chelsea’s Treehouse Seeds. As long as there’s space, we’ll be fine.”

My brother’s eyes lit up with excitement at the mention of the Treehouse Seeds.

The Treehouse Seeds had become a popular topic among the guard knights and maids. My brother had even said he wanted to try sleeping in one just to see how comfortable it really was.

The first Treehouse Seed I created had simply produced a building with no furnishings. But the inn-type variation I created later came fully furnished and could accommodate about thirty people. If I expanded the number of rooms to house over fifty, then even the entire Nox Tribe could stay there with us.

“Since we have the chance, why don’t all of you sleep in the inn-type treehouse with us?” I said.

When I explained that it had a kitchen, bathrooms, and proper beds—though the rooms would be shared—everyone in the Nox Tribe looked hesitant and apologetic.

“Your offer is very generous, but if we slept in real beds wearing what we have on now, we’d either ruin the linens or tear them...” Miss Carnelian said.

Since the rooms weren’t private, they couldn’t exactly sleep in the nude, nor while wearing their current outfits made of metal links...

“If you had clothes made of fabric, would you wear them?” I asked, curious if they would be willing to change, at least for sleeping.

“Of course!” Miss Carnelian answered at once. “Before the famine, we all wore cloth garments regularly.” Her response was met with vigorous nods from the rest of the tribe.

So their current attire, cobbled together from interlinked pieces of metal, wasn’t by choice, but born of necessity. I couldn’t help but recall the time I left the barony where I’d been mistreated, and how Lord Glen had given me food and a dress. The Nox Tribe’s situation reminded me of my own back then.

“In that case.

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