Long Story Short, I’m Living in the Mountains: Volume 1 [Parts 1 to 8] by Asagi

Author:Asagi
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Light Novel, partial, slice of life, monster taming, adult protagonist, lighthearted, talking animals, slow life, modern day, farming
Publisher: J-Novel Club (generated)

6. Getting Along with Neighbors and the Importance of Vaccines

I always got a bit nervous when messaging Katsuragi-san. Did I write anything uncalled for? Am I being annoying at all?

The other day, on my way back from Yumoto-san’s, I ran into her acquaintance Yamanaka-san, who asked me how Katsuragi-san had been doing. I told her we exchanged messages every now and then, and she asked me to look after her. I just gave her a vague smile.

She must be worried about Katsuragi-san too.Honestly, right now, I still don’t want to deal with women around my age if I can avoid it. Aikawa-san said the same thing. Uh, not that this means I’m switching teams or something like that. Don’t get the wrong idea.

Yamanaka-san seemed troubled, but I didn’t understand why she expected me to be that much of a busybody. If Katsuragi-san herself asks me to help with something, I’ll be glad to, but I’m not “looking after her” because someone else asked me to. Having said that, I was aware of the circumstances involving her ex-boyfriend, and I kept that in mind.

With a sigh, I decided to drop Katsuragi-san a message: “Rainy season is just around the corner. How have you been faring lately?” I wasn’t actually expecting a reply, so I put my phone back in my pocket.

I drove up to the cemetery—the same place I’d gone flower viewing with Yuma before. It was a two, maybe three-minute drive. Back in the day, there used to be a few people (two households, to be precise) living up here, but they’d moved to the village at the foot of the mountain five years ago. By the time I got here, the old houses had already been cleared out and left at the mercy of the weather.

However, the graves still remained. Some people who moved away had taken the remains of the dead with them, but needless to say, it wasn’t possible to do that for every single grave, so there were still a fair number of people resting in eternal slumber here. I’d asked the villagers to let me know in advance when they wanted to come visit the graves, but so far, the only one who had come was the former village head. Maybe it’ll get more visitors in the fall...or maybe no one will come. Who knows?

After tending to the cemetery—washing the graves, picking weeds, and so on—I set some flowers and water on the graves. I’d picked the flowers on the mountain, looking for the prettiest ones I could find. I clasped my hands and prayed for a peaceful rest for the deceased and also that they’d watch over me and my chickens. They’re not gods or anything, but I think it’s a good idea to pay my respects to the people who lived here before me.

If not for the dense vegetation on the mountainside, this cemetery would overlook the village. That was probably their intention when they decided to build the cemetery here. Maybe they’d

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