A Comfortable Craftsmanship Life in the corner of Another World: The Workshop the Goddess Gave Me Was a Little Overkill - Episode 29: A Small Feather

Chigusa is looking at me strangely as I make a small door.

On the workbench is a square wooden craft.

“What is this? A small house?”

“I wanted to have a shrine to worship a divine statue. I’ve been building a small hut, but I haven’t held a groundbreaking ceremony or anything, so I thought I’d at least make something that looks like a shrine.”

Although she answered that, Chigusa tilted her head to the other side, confused once again.

“Hokora…?”

Hearing a voice filled with doubt, I stopped and looked at the work on the workbench. And be honest.

“…I also think there’s something different about it.”

This is more like a doll’s house, Sylvanian Families, than a shrine.

After all, I guess it was a bad idea to have random thoughts like wanting to practice building a roof midway through.

“Since the goddess’s name was Anna, I made a mistake in thinking it would be Scandinavian…”

A miniature log house has been created.

“We’ve built something that looks like a two-story building… Put some IKEA-like furniture over here. Open the window here.”

“Ah, you’ve already given up, haven’t you?”

“Yeah”

I carved some furniture out of some wood that was nearby and placed it there.

We drilled holes in the wall, fitted window frames and doors, and added a second floor floor and ladder.

“Well, let’s just say it was good practice. We’ll build a house someday.”

“Ah, was there such a plan?”

Now that I know what a large roof looks like, I’ll leave it at that.

Convince yourself.

“What are you two doing? Wow, it’s a small house! It’s so cute!”

Mystia appears and looks in.

“Ah, they’re going to make the real thing soon, so they’re just practicing.”

“That’s right. It’s a big two-story house. Where is my room? Where is Chigusa’s?”

　I want to live together.

“Eh, I-I don’t mind staying in the attic or something…!”

“Chikusa is on the roof. Can’t we put a big window on the second floor? Shouldn’t we be able to go in and out from there?”

Is it a secret base?

“Oh, you take your shoes off in Japanese houses…”

While we were talking about this, Matsukaze barked behind Mystia.

The elf makes a surprised face.

“That’s right. I’m sorry, Matsukaze. You know, I actually killed a big fish, so I’d like your help. Can you carry one of me?”

“Then, have Chigusa carry it to the river. I’ll prepare it for dismantling it.”

“N-understood. Chigusa, let’s go.”

“Ah, yes.”

The topic of log houses ended there.

So, when I returned to the workbench, I was surprised to find a small person living there.

“Welcome home. Regalia Master.”

“……Who?”

“Something small and excellent. In other words, it’s a fairy.”

“No, yeah… I see. Fairy?”

That kind of thing was said to me with an inorganic expression on my face.

I can understand it in terms of size. It is doll-like in size and has thin, transparent wings growing from its back.

A woman with long silver hair whose ends are trimmed. If she were human-sized, she would be tall and slender and beautiful with a Barbie body, but since she’s doll-sized, I can’t help but find her adorable.

She was wearing a tight-fitting bodysuit and a decorative cloth that fluttered in a dazzling way as she glided through the air, making the most of her ethnic beauty.

However, after witnessing so many things, I was a little shaken by the appearance of a foreign race who seemed like a representative of fantasy.

“Recently, the fairy world has been shrinking a lot, and there isn’t enough heat. However, I just found a small property that is full of heat. As a good fairy, I won’t miss this.”

“I see?”

“Therefore, I will make this house belong to a good fairy. In return, I will let a good fairy help the master.”

To be honest, I don’t know what you’re talking about.

I decided to call Mystia.

“Wow, Fairy!? Since when have you appeared in public?”

“It is said that flying wings hide the sound of wings. It seems that an excellent fairy turned out to be too extraordinary.”

“I mean, I don’t know. Well, I’m not a species that counts the days.”

“acquaintance?”

“No, not at all. But that’s what fairies are like.”

When I asked Mystia, she laughed and answered.

Rather, I would like to know what kind of Mystia is when I first see her and have such a sense of distance.

“He’s like a wild cat with wisdom. It’s troublesome to take him seriously, so you don’t have to worry about half of what he says.”

“Is it so……”

You’re being treated surprisingly poorly, fairy-san.

However, the current trend is to give it a name. That’s a little scary when you’re dealing with someone who looks like a human.

“…Do you have a name?”

“The excellent fairy calls herself Cineria.”

“A talented fairy requests furniture. We will spare no effort in helping you make a soft bed.”

“What if I refuse the request?”

The fairy stares at me with a cold face.

“I’ll make you regret it.”

Is the fairy more dangerous than I thought?

“When you wake up, the orbicularis oculi muscles of a good fairy who has turned blue from not being able to sleep well will be pointed at you with resentment. From this small house, the cries will echo every night and reach your ears.”

“The way you make people regret it is insidious.”

“Well, it’s not a bad thing. Besides, it seems like it’s true that you can help me with my handiwork.”

I can only smile bitterly.

“In that case, I guess it would be better if you accepted it.”

“Thank you, Master.”

Chigusa has arrived.

“What’s this? A little old man? –hehe.”

The fairy’s dropkick exploded in his face.

“It was unpredictable that there would be a follower of darkness in the same place where Regalia is. The excellent fairies will eliminate the threat. It seems like we are already seeing hallucinations.”

A fairy is flying while doing shadow boxing.

It was too late to stop the sudden brutality.

“Please stop it. Chigusa isn’t harmed. It’s probably just a poor thing that mistook her gender for her appearance.”

Cineraria suddenly stopped moving as she sheltered Chigusa, who had fallen down and was crying.

“…A descendant of the dark invaders, isn’t it?”

Lift up both sides of the fallen Chigusa and show your face to the fairy.

“No, it’s harmless and harmless. Look.”

“I’m sorry…little sister…but if you call me a little hitogata, you’re not right…”

Chikusa was crying sadly.

The fairy, who had been looking at me with suspicion, tilted her head slightly.

“Master, are you okay? Have you had any nightmares?”

“Not really.”

“…This has never happened before. I will upwardly revise Master’s evaluation.”

“More importantly, please apologize to Chigusa. She’s scared.”

Bring Chikusa closer.

“Excellent fairies obey their masters. Apologize to the followers of darkness…shazai…muu…”

The fairy slowly retreats. Something’s wrong.

“Maybe Cineraria is scared too?”

“Hey, I’m not scared. Excellent fairies aren’t scared.”

Even if you say it with trembling.

“…Please be nice to me, okay?”

“I’ll do my best”

A fairy has become a friend.

After that, Chigusa started hiding behind my back.

“Now, when I meet new people, I’m always hiding behind my brother’s back.”

“Poor me.”

Mystia was sympathetic.

But I think the memory of being attacked by an elf probably has something to do with it.