Chapter 48: 48 Episode 46: Ham kid's work

As I expected, it rained in the afternoon. "Brother! Rainbow!"　It was Loretta's brother who cheered at the rainbow in the sky. 　I am now walking in the 42nd leg with the hamsters. 　Next to me is a womalo. "Well... I'm not motivated.""Why? It hurts me a little bit!"　There are no girls here now. 　Jeanette heads to help the church, Loretta collects materials for filtering with her brothers and sisters in a cave in the slum, and it is Magda's job to carry the materials. 　Estella said she would go back to the house and have another meeting with Natalia, convincing the lord to withdraw the money. 　After a meeting in the cave, Womaro seems to have returned to the Torbeck factory to secure manpower. 　Gooseuya and several carpenters rushed in and are now starting to build filters in the slum caves. 　I hear that Jambold will talk to the other carpenters and join them later. In the evening, the whole Tolbeck factory will be assembled. 　In the meantime, we had to travel around particularly heavily damaged areas to provide first aid for flood damage. 　Umaro, who had traveled back and forth between the 42 wards, had apparently seen some serious damage. 　So Estella officially asked us to start a charity. 　So my first visit was here at Mormat's farm. 　I learned the other day that Mormat was the representative of the Forty-two Agricultural Guild. ... I don't know what to do with him. 　Most of the land in this neighborhood seems to belong to Mormat, who rents the land to others for farming. Is it a wealthy farmer?　I don't feel like I'm making any money, though. "Hey! Momat!""Oh, palm-row!"　Standing in the rice field, Mormat greets me back. 　... No, no. This must have been Mormat's 'field.' "... that's terrible,"　I speak frankly when I see a field completely submerged field. 　The volume of water is about below the knee of a mormat, and the peas, eggplants and tomatoes are completely submerged in the water. "If it rains, this is it... well, I had expected it to some extent... it's definitely over."　The fields were flooded and splashed, but the smile on Mormat's face was dry. 　I guess we have no choice but to laugh. ... Well, I can't laugh. "What are you going to do, these vegetables? They won't sell."　peep into a squatting field along the street 　The waterway is overflowing and buried in water. It no longer means anything. 　The preharvest vegetables floating in the muddy water are very sad. "Then you'll buy it for me,"Well, we eat what we can eat, but most of it is discarded. Why don't you pick up some money from the garbage collection guild? I'll give you the best possible discount in this situation.""It's a vegetable that isn't priced at all,""The garbage collection guild will collect the garbage!"`Present!'　This guy must have been watching the whole establishment of a garbage collection guild. You must know that the "business of buying useless garbage" is a pretense to hunt down peddlers' guilds. 　Basically, I'm not going to do any charity... Well, I'm doing something similar right now, but it's not a charity. It's an investment in labor that will ultimately benefit me. "Is your life all right?""Well... they are poor vegetables because they were picked early before the rain, but they will never sell.""Well... and if it sells, will life be all right?""...it's not all right. It's all over the place."　Mormat was depressed. 　The damage must have been considerable. 　Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh "Mr. Jiro, can you do something for me?" 　So when I come up with some countermeasures, you say this with a big smile, don't"Yes! Thank you very much." 　. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . "...okay. I don't think it's for sale, but I think I can still eat it -- collect some vegetables that aren't for sale, but aren't for sale, and bring them to the Yodamari-tei tomorrow morning.""Really?""What do you think our manager will say when he hears this story?""You look so cute, and your eyes start to roll and say, "Poor you!"""No. I don't say how I feel these days, I just have to say... 'Mr. Yashiro...'?""Hahaha! You trust me, Jillo!""...thank you,"　I wanted to drown Mormat, who laughs unreservedly, in the mud, but I don't believe in resorting to force just because I can't say it back. ... Oh, you disgusting crocodile! 　There's a crocodile in the flooded fields... It's a matter of great panic among the residents in Japan. "It's the same everywhere, isn't it? By the way, you and these guilds put together.""Well, thank you... I'll tell you, are you okay with it? Can you use it that long? The damaged vegetables don't last that long.""Well, for a good reason. Our people are going to be engaged in a lot of manual labor. We'll put it to their cooking. Either way, Genet will make it, so if you can get it at an exceptional price, it's better.""Is that so? No, I'm starting to feel bad when it comes to buying it for me."Then give me a discount. Give me a discount.""That's what I meant, but..."　Feeling strangely guilty, the farmer's crocodile began to wriggle out of character. ...It's not cute. "It's not for sale if it doesn't look good, but if it tastes good, it's for food. You and these vegetables are fine.""Ya, Jillo .........!"　With his hands outstretched, a tearful alligator runs up to him, banging his hands over the water. 　Scary, scary, scary! Crocodiles by the water are scary!　I avoid the crocodile attack by kicking the base of Mormat's neck in a field that is about 40 centimeters low. "... I don'tell me."It's a hobby that makes you happy to be hugged by Ossan."　As he rubbed his head, Mormat seemed to be pleased with something like that. ... Isn't that the kind of guy you're happy with?"And how's the damage?""You see, there's nothing we can do until the water runs out."　Looking out over a field that has become like a reservoir, Mormat breathes a resigned breath. 　How many days will it take for the water to subside?""In fact, we are now campaigning for charity on orders of the lord.""From the lord?""Have you ever seen it, lord of the 42 wards?""Of course. I'm the head of the agricultural guild, aren't I?"　I know. He's an unreliable guild leader who's always complaining. "The lord has a beautiful only daughter. I've only seen her briefly. Oh, I've only seen her talk once. Well, I don't think it's possible because she's a flower on the high mountain. I'm sure Jiro will feel the same way when he sees her."　No. Nothing in particular. 　Well, you've spoken here before. 　Mormat doesn't seem to realize that the lord's daughter is Estella. 　Dreaming is important, isn't it? 　So, keep longing for the high mountain flowers. "And what is charity?""These guys will drain your field.""Doms! Tolbeck's boss, Umaros! And here's Oylan's apprenticeship. I'm going to let you help me today.""Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh..."　After a twitching smile, Mormat said this secretly in a voice that only I could hear. "Hey, Jillo. You know about them... you know?"　It's obvious that the question is not whether you know him. 　You've been ignoring me for a long time, even though I've been in sight. 　Mormat doesn't seem to have a good impression of the slums either... well, that's the standard of the city. "They're the younger brothers of our company. They're relatively useful, aren't they?""Oh... I see. Well, if you're an acquaintance of Jiro, you'll see... if you're OK with it... ...you won't have to eat vegetables, either."　Do you think they're going to eat vegetables?　Hey! You've been well disciplined. 　Well, keep a good eye on it. "And how are you going to drain the water?""Drill a hole. Can you do it?""I can!""I'm going to make a big puddle next to the waterway."Water shelter!"　Hey, the last guy. Don't say like, "Treasure Box of Food." ... Oh, you don't have that kind of gourmet reporter here, do you?"Yasilo! I like this vacant lot!""Oh!""Hey, good... what are you doing?""That place is yours, isn't it?""Oh, this is my land, but...""Then lend it to me. I think I'll get a formal contract from the lord later.""What? Well... I don't mind."　With the owner's permission, the place was rented. 　It seems to be a good place upstream of the waterway that draws water into the field, and was about to be turned into a field. 　We're going to dig a big hole here and let the water out of the channel escape. We're going to have the farmland adjusted here until the sewage is finished. "All right, then! Digging!""Drill!""Drilling hard."The great earth revolution!"　No, that's why you'really?　You're on "Namaro"!"Oh... ...koi... ...."　Momat is speechless at the work of his younger brothers. 　That's right. The younger brothers dig up the soil as smoothly as if they were picking butter. 　......it's really fast. Can they dig such a hole? Aren't they really a mole tribe?"What will happen to this?"　MOMAT is standing next to me looking at his younger brothers working under the command of Umaro. He asks me with his eyes fixed on them.I can't take my eyes off him. He certainly doesn't get tired of watching. He works admirably. 　The younger brothers seem to be having a lot of fun. "First, dig a huge hole by the side of the waterway. After securing the depth, you destroy a part of the waterway wall. Then the water will flow into the hole you are digging now, and you and the water in this field will draw up to the height of the waterway at once. Then do your best to throw the water into the waterway.""But this is the uppermost part of the channel. What should I do after the water has drained?""If you put a wooden board where you destroy it, it will not flow into the hole.""Don't the boards fall down?""If you make it fit into it to some extent, the water will hold the board more by water pressure.""Oh... I see,"　a moaning mammat 　The gaze had always been on my younger brothers. "...I haven't got a long way to go, either."　I don't hear what the word Mormat leaked means. 　But I was convinced that I was right to do my first job here. 　Mormat's face no longer harbors feelings of repudiation for the slums, only admiration and a little guilt. 　Then we watched our younger brothers' digs silently. 　The hole grew so deep that in no time a huge hole was created, about three meters tall and five meters deep. 　......quick. 　Destroying parts of the waterway caused more and more water to flow in, and as expected, the water level in the fields went down. The Mormats alone would be able to manage the rest. "Good job, boys.""I was praised!""My brother complimented me."My brother's great praise!"　I wonder why they like me so much. ... well. 　So, the last guy. You've got to be Hammaro. "Well, you can work harder than I thought, my brothers,""Well, it's better than I expected.""If this were the case, I might be able to get around the serious part of the day,"　Umaro seems to have been impressed by the way his younger brothers worked. 　He has a lively expression on his face. "Well, Mormat. Do the rest well.""Oh, my!"　Just after greeting, we pulled a cart with digging tools and started walking. "Oh, you know!"　a mammat who calls out in a flusteredly 　Looking back, he looked at me with indescribable expressions. No, he seemed to be looking at my younger brothers. "Well... I'm sorry. It's nothing."　Well, the repugnance that has been ingrained for many years will not be able to be dispelled. 　I'm glad you tried to act like that. 　I don't expect anything to happen overnight either. "But do your best!""You, too!"　Say a light greeting, and we'll start walking. 　What did the younger brothers think of the current reaction? 　I don't see any particular concern about it. 　We're happily talking about whether digging was fun, who dug the hole the most, competition, etc. But it's done only within ourselves, and we only see the external side through the filter of me. It doesn't matter who asked us to do it. ... It might have come to our senses when we were on the road. If we didn't expect anything, we wouldn't be hurt. 　That's it, and it's sad to hear that... ...that I'm in a position to say. "Next is Hardware Street. There's still a lot to dig for. Don't get tired of in the first half."``Ah!'　Their spirits sometimes go sour. 　I must do something about it so that I don't have to feel sad. 　The next stop was the very complicated street Magda escaped when it catified. 　This street was also poorly drained and submerged. "What about you?"　In front of the shield-making workshop, a beautiful fox-like woman with a puff of smoke approaches us. 　I'm sure this person met when I came looking for Magda. If you say, "It's been a long time! I'm the boy of the Chinese soft-shelled turtle that I've talked to you about before," will you remember?　Can't you bear to be remembered like that? "I came here by order of the lord to lose the water in this street.""That's very kind of you, but... is that what you want to doin'　The fox's sister glares at her younger brothers with a quizzical look on her face. 　He looks like a well‐worn salaried man who thinks little of the students who make a fuss on the train. 　I guess this is the natural reaction of the inhabitants... deep‐rooted. "They're going to dig a ditch in this street. We can't do it this time until we put the lid on it, so do something about it yourself.""I don't mind that much, do I?""Then will anyone send me a man?""No... they're busy with their own business.""Do you want to leave it alone?""No...""'No,'""Mr. Jillo!"　A woman intervenes between me and my fox sister. 　I seem to have been irritated without realizing it. "I understand how you feel... but to improve the image of your younger brothers...""Uh......I know,"I can't get into trouble with the inhabitants because I'm angry. 　Calm down... Calm down, me. "I want you to leave this to Oira"."Oh... please,"　I withdrew and decided to stand by the cart. "Well, that's what I want you to do. Leave it to the Oylas.""... well, I can't replace my back with my belly."　I couldn't help it. The fox's sister shrugged her shoulders with that expression on her face. 　When I looked around, I saw the same expression on my face. 　When I meet you, you look away awkwardly. 　Everyone must feel the same way. "I can't trust the inhabitants of the slums, but I can't help it because I can't leave the flood alone." "Mr. Jiro, there's actually another dangerous place ahead, and that's the last high priority spot.""Well, shall we split it up and do it right away?""I think it's better to do that. Over there, sewage flows into the reservoir, and it's about to collapse. If you don't hurry, a tragedy like what happened in the church will happen."　Is it dangerous for sewage to overflow?"Who is the fastest runner in the world?""Yes!""Well, just go home and get some people. There are about ten of you.""Yes! I'll be back!"　As soon as I said, my brother ran away at an impossible rate like the comic books of the seventies. 　If Einstein had been born in this world, the theory of relativity would have been much different. "All right! Then you guys will dig a ditch along this street! Finally, let the water escape into a hole outside the street! Good job!""'Yes!'""Then we're going to divide into A and B! Group A is going to ditch, and Group B is going to dig a hole!""I'm Team A!""I'm a ditch!""I'm B!""Hole!""Ditch!""In the ditch . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .　Hammaro. You don't have to push yourself too hard if you can't find an analogy. "Well, let's get started!"　Work began at the signal of the womalo. 　My younger brothers are digging hard. 　Don't look aside, don't complain, don't be lazy, don't skip, don't let go. 　The residents, who would not help them at all, would not say anything, just look at them in disgusting ways. 　... well. Who uses it a lot, here? I'm telling you to feel a little guilty. "'Oppa~ja~ja~'　A large number of reinforcements were deployed relatively quickly. 　My sisters are included. 　Well, let's say I'm leaving soon. "Hey, Hammaro.""Hummallow?"　Oh, I see, don't you know the nickname I gave you on my own? 　Womaro follows Team A through the ditch from the top of the street. 　Team B, who is in charge of water holes, is now baton-touching, as I have been watching. "Look. You're the leader here now. Check the work of the others and give them instructions. Do you know the perfect form? I'll leave it to you.""I'm......the leaders of the younger brothers!"　Oh, oh! That's right. What's the metaphor? "If you don't know or have any problems, come and call me.""Yes!"　I trusted my younger brothers to follow the instructions I gave them once, and I took the second unit to the next scene. 　I'm going across the main street, towards the chicken farm. 　It seems that the fertilization reservoir and reservoir overflowed into one, and it is a place where you want to expand the reservoir. 　The contaminated pond water is no longer usable, but if left untreated, the sewage will overflow and damage homes and roads. 　The scene was near a house. 　The reservoir seemed to have been built lower than the road, and the road was still safe. The sewage was just around the corner, but it hasn't overflowed yet. 　In the middle of such a road stood a pair of parents and children. 　A girl about five years old and her mother apparently. 　The mother has a troubled look on her face at the crying girl. "Bossy!""Give it up now. If you go that far, you won't get it.""Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"　I'm crying like crazy. 　My eardrum seems to be quite so. 　I didn't want to get close to him... when one of his sisters suddenly ran up to the crying girl. 　When my mother sees my sister, she pulls back with a cry of "Huh!" ... It's very rude. "Why are you crying?"　At first, the girl looked as if she were crying, but gradually tears poured out and started crying again. "What is it, my dear! Stay away from our girl!""Oh, I'm sorry. You haven't heard from the lord, have you?"　She cuts herself in front of her mother, who hurls abuse at her sister, and shields her back. 　You look like a grown‐up babaa. If you're not beautiful, you'll be driving yourself into the cesspool."Lord...? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ..""And we've been sent. Can you stop attacking the workers?"　Oh, no. 　I'm irritated. 　What are you going to do with intimidation of your mother? The aim is to improve the image of the hamsters..."...these children?...but they are...""Then shall you do something about it?"「………………」　She smiled and pointed to the cesspool and closed her mouth. If I had been talking about the sequel to "But Those Kids," I would have left it alone and gone home. "Boss..."　The girl who was weeping behind me muttered that she was a little tired of crying and pointed her finger at the sewage pool. 　A white hat floats plumply near the center of the pond. 　He must have been blown away by the wind. 　If you don't pull it up quickly, it's likely that the dirt won't soak in and come off. "Give up now,""Hey! Bossy!"　The girl began to cry like a blaze again, perhaps very important. 　Isn't this Obasan too low as a mother?　It only looks like I'm trying to put up with my daughter because I don't want to be here. ... Do you hate slums so much?　"I'll fetch it! Wait!"　To put it bluntly, my sister plunged into a sewage pond. 　It was an action without hesitation. ... This is what I should have done, right?　Swimming dexterously, my sister grabbed her hat, put it on her head, and swam back dexterously. 　My sister's clothes, which had risen from the water, were covered in black, dirty water. "Yes. If you wash it well, you can use it again."　hand the hat on one's head to the girl who stopped crying 　When the girl receives the hat, she gradually softens her stiff face. "Oh,......thank you,""Well, that's enough. Let's go home."　Before the girl smiles, her mother violently takes her by the arm. 　Not only did I not thank him, but I didn't even let me thank you. "Use it after you wash it. It's dirty."　That's because... it fell into a sewage pond, right?　I was about to lose my temper, so I chased him, gave him a slap on the clear face, told him the truth, "Taemae is the worst!" and dropped him into the cesspool, and took a step forward to say, "Wash it properly, it's dirty," when my sister grabbed me by the sleeve. 　My little hands snap. "Hat... That was cute,"　He smiled weakly at me, saying so. 　This... I can't help but I won't say nothing. 　You're willing to get yourself dirty, you're not rewarded for doing anything for someone, but you never say anything. 　...don't get used to it, idiot. 　But I can't trample down their patience. 　chrysanthemum .a .chrysanthemum するchrysanthemum chrysanthemumョウchrysanthemum chrysanthemum "All right, Taro! We're going to start expanding the reservoir!""'Oh!'"　All the brothers and sisters jump down to the ground. 　dig a large hole next to a rising sewage pond 　Leave soil about 50 centimeters wide between the pond and eventually break the soil and connect the pond together. 　The work progresses at a rapid pace, and as you look at it, the earth is hollowed out. 　The huge pitfalls at the entrance of the slum. I guess that's a quick and simple one. ... Let's not make enemies of them. They're not going to lose, but they're going to be in trouble. 　Well, as a token of friendship--　Maybe I'll make you a hat next time. "All right, boys! I'll reward you for your hard work!"````` `Oh, oh, oh, oh!''　The motivation of the hamsters was ignited. 　...it's on fire. 　...... No, hey... it's too hot! I'm not going to go that deep! If you dig it like that, it'll go through!　The hamsters dig their way through the hole, wondering if they really intend to reach the mantle. 　Stupid or dependable...　at that time... 　As I watched the hamster work, I felt his gaze. 　When I turned around, I saw more than a dozen inhabitants gazing round at me to see when they had gathered. 　Everyone looks bitter, doesn't speak a word, doesn't look at me, just looks around. 　Are you going to keep an eye on them to make sure they don't do anything unnecessary?　Take good care of yourself, then. 　Let's talk about who's working hard for, for whom. 　And think about what Temae and others are doing and what they are doing now. "All right! All right, boys!""'Yes!'"　Give a cheerful answer and everyone finishes their work together. There's no such thing as "Just a little more" or "Just this much!" 　These guys are always equal, they can help each other, and they can do everything they need to do now. 　From a manager's point of view, he's the best talent, though there's still some doubt about his leadership. Also, he's a playful person. "Who did the best?""What's your reward?""Me~?""Me?"Muddy hamsters flock to me. 　Hey, don't do that. I'm sure I'll get dirty. 　Okay! I got it!"We're all tied for first place. We'll reward everyone, so look forward to it.""Everyone~?""Oh, my!""All together!""Miracle!"`I can't say anything!'"The happiest thing I've ever lived!"　The hamsters are overjoyed... ...with a few swimmers in the mix. "All brothers and sisters!"　...what?"Big brother, Sue!"　No, wait, wait, wait, wait. Who said they were all brothers and sisters?　There are more than a hundred of you, aren't there? 　I mean all the guys here right now...`Brothers and sisters!'"Bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang!"　............OK. I'll make you something. You can make it, can you? "Then I'll tear down the wall!"````"Woah!'"It's dangerous, go down! I'll do it here!"　Small hamsters may be swept away by the current. 　I thrust a crane into a part of a 50-centimeter mud wall while making sure it's safe. 　Cracked mud walls collapse in no time because they can't stand surging water pressure. 　Thus, the swollen reservoir spouts excess water into the newly dug hole and lowers the water level. 　It'll be all right now. "Oops! This is the last day! I'll be back with the guys on Hardware Street!"　Throw the cranes into the cart and pull the cart. The wooden wheels creak and start moving slowly. It's relatively heavy until they start moving. 　My little sister scrambled to the loading platform. "Hey, hey! What are you doing?""Ah!""Oh, my dear fellow."Me too!""Don't be silly! We can't all do it! You guys, walk, look!""Slooey!""Zulu!""Zura!""Who is the crane, here!? It's the natural hair!"　leave the scene with noisy hamsters 　As always, the inhabitants were just looking around. 　. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ."... oh!"　My sister on the loading platform shouted, then jumped off the loading platform, sensing it with vibrations and signs, and looking back. 　When I looked at it, I found the girl who cried a little while ago running toward me. 　From behind, my mother ran away. "Oh, thank you!"　Embracing a brown dirty white hat, the weeping girl exclaims. "This is a very important hat!"　speak plainly and candidly 　Children's unique and simple way of communicating, which excludes all the expressions that adults unconsciously put on themselves. "Yeah! What a cute hat!""Yes!"　There's no need for unnecessary words. "Well... I'm sorry to disturb you,"　Grabbing a crying girl by the arm, her mother says. 　The words behind that are probably "I want you to go home soon." "Hey, here we go.""Yes!"　I was proud of my sister, who covered her whole body with mud and still smiled satisfactorily. 　You're cuter than me. 　I'll make you a cuter hat. Look forward to it. "Oh, you know...."　The wheels creaked, and just as they were about to move, the mother spoke out nervously. 　They stopped me where I needed them most, and I failed to run the cart. I have to do my best the next time I move it. It's the most exhausting thing to do. 　You wasted that hard work...　Looking back with such a grudge..."...popcorn....""...what?""Well... won't you sell it again?"　He twisted his expression uncomfortably, but there was a little regret in his expression..."Oh, she! ...she likes popcorn... ...let me know if you want to resume. ...Then."　Feeling unbearable, the mother pulls away the crying girl by the hand as if she were running away. 　......what's that? 　These guys are surprisingly........."Big brother!"My sister looks up at me with sparkling eyes. "Are you going to have a stall again?""... do you want to do it?""I will!"　I'm sure they don't remember any of their previous failures or bad memories. 　The joys and pleasures that have just happened are getting overwritten. 　Well... if they say so... it's profitable. "Will it resume soon, then?""'Oh!'"　When I heard that voice, I felt relieved from the audience who were just looking around... but is that too optimistic?"Well, I'm going home this time!""'Yes!'"　We began to walk, pulling a heavy cart and creaking the wheels. 　It's enough for the first day. 　If the inhabitants have seen this much change... if they continue to do so, they will be accepted properly someday. 　Feeling almost certain, I headed home in the evening sky. 　I'm sure tonight's dinner will be delicious.

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