So You Want to Live the Slow Life? A Guide to Life in the Beastly Wilds Volume 1 by Fuurou

Author:Fuurou [Fuurou]
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
Publisher: Cross Infinite World
Published: 2022-02-28T08:00:00+00:00

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SUNDAY had arrived.

I’m not sure it quite deserved to be called a garden, but my house did have an open area without any trees or shrubs just past the veranda, large enough that it could fit a row of several parked cars. We laid out a picnic sheet on the grass, on top of which we’d placed a wooden shipping crate to use as a table. On top of the crate was a camping stove and atop that was a cooking pot, where today’s magic would be happening. With that, the first table was in place.

Only five more to go.

Once the tables were out, we prepared all the dishes, tableware, drinks, and floor cushions for everyone to sit on. The ingredients that’d be cooked in the hot pots were divided up into portions for each table and placed on bamboo strainers, then wrapped in cling wrap so they could sit out on the veranda until they were needed. All that remained was to wait for the kids to arrive.

“The rice is cooked. The ingredients are divvied up. The drinks are ready…looks like everything’s good to go,” said Techi, restlessly making her last-minute checks.

She’d been at my house since first thing this morning, helping me out with everything as if it were a matter of course. It appeared there were two reasons for that. First, it was her job to look after the children. And second, I suspected she wanted to help me get used to life in the Wilds as quickly as possible.

Today, I’d get a chance to break bread with the youngsters. This hot pot party would be a neighborhood housewarming as much as anything else. No doubt, the children would be on their best behavior, cautioned by well-meaning parents to be sensible, but hopefully, we’d all still have a good time.

It wasn’t like we’d all suddenly become bosom buddies. But, with any luck, everyone would be a little closer after this. So I could see why Techi would decide to give up her whole weekend to help make it happen.

As I was sitting on the veranda, I decided that I’d have to do something to show her my appreciation after the party. I was snapped out of my reverie by the sound of loud, cheerful voices and saw the first group of children approaching, with Kon leading the pack.

“Hey!” I greeted them. “Welcome, welcome!”

Hearing my voice, the whole group ran up to me excitedly. Kon and the others were all wearing backpacks, which they removed and rummaged around inside. Out came an assortment of paper bags, which the children then politely held out for me to take.

“Thank you very much for inviting us to your party today. It’s not much…but these are for you…” said Kon, with the awkward intonation of a kid trying to remember their lines in the school play. No doubt his parents had written the script.

“That’s very kind of you. Thank you so much,” I said, matching his level of politeness. I reached down and accepted the children’s gifts.

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