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  • ๅธฐๅฎ…ใ—ใฆใ€็Ž„้–ขใฎๆ‰‰ใ‚’้–‹ใ‘ใฆใ‚‹ใจใ€็Ž„้–ขๅ‰ใงๅธƒ้ƒฝใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใŒๅบงใฃใฆใ„ใฆ

    ไฝ•ๆ•…ใ€ๅธƒ้ƒฝใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใŒ็Ž„้–ขใซๅฑ…ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€้ฉšใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅƒ•ใฎ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸๅธƒ้ƒฝใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฏใตใ…ใ€ใจ็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใ€ใ€ŒใŠๅธฐใ‚Šใชใ•ใ„ใžใ€‚ใ€Œใ€ๆฎฟใ€ใจๅƒ•ใฎๅธฐใ‚Šใ‚’ๅŠดใฃใŸใ€‚ๅƒ•ใฏใŸใ ใ„ใพใ€ๅธƒ้ƒฝใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€ใจๆŒจๆ‹ถใ‚’่ฟ”ใ—ใŸใ€‚ใ€ŒไปŠๆ—ฅใฏใ€้…ใ„ๅธฐใ‚Šใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใชใ€‚ใ€ใจๅธƒ้ƒฝใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฏๅ•ใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ๅƒ•ใฏใ€ๅฆ–ๅคขใ•ใ‚“ใจๅฏ„ใ‚Š้“ใ—ใŸใจใฏ่จ€ใˆใšใ€้ฉๅฝ“ใซๅธฐๅฎ…ใŒ้…ใ‚ŒใŸ็†็”ฑใ‚’็ญ”ใˆใฆใ€ๅธƒ้ƒฝใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใซใ€ใŠๅœŸ็”ฃใ ใ‚ˆใจใ€ๆŒใกๅธฐใฃใŸใŠใงใ‚“ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸใ€‚ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฏใ€ใชใ‚“ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹๏ผŸๆฑ็‰ฉใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใŒใƒปใƒปใƒป๏ผŸใ€ใจใใ‚‡ใจใ‚“ใจใ™ใ‚‹ๅธƒ้ƒฝใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€‚ๅƒ•ใฏใŠใงใ‚“ใจ่จ€ใ†ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใจใ€ๅฐใ‚’้–‹ใ‘ใฆใ€ๅŒ‚ใ„ใ‚’ๅธƒ้ƒฝใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใซๅ—…ใŒใ›ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅธƒ้ƒฝใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฏใ€ŒใŠใŠใƒปใƒปใƒปใ€ใจๆ„Ÿๅ˜†ใฎๅฃฐใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใฆใ€ๅ”พใ‚’้ฃฒใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ๆ™ฉๅพก้ฃฏใซใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ใจๅƒ•ใŒ่จ€ใ†ใจใ€ใ€Œใ†ใ€ใ†ใ‚€ใฃใ€ใจๅธƒ้ƒฝใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฏๅฃๅ…ƒใ‚’ใซใ‚„ใ‘ใ•ใ›ใฆ็ญ”ใˆใŸใ€‚ใ€Œ็พŽๅ‘ณใ„ใžใ€็พŽๅ‘ณใ„ใžใ€‚ๅพฉๆดปใ—ใฆ่‰ฏใ‹ใฃใŸใƒปใƒปใƒปใ€‚ใ€ใจๅธƒ้ƒฝใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฏๅคงๆ นใ‚’ใ‚€ใ—ใ‚ƒใถใ‚Šใคใคใ€ใŠใงใ‚“ใ‚’่ฒชใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ€ๅƒ•ใŒๅธฐใ‚‹ใพใงใ€ๆฐ—ใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใฆใ€ๆ™ฉใฏไฝ•ใ‚‚ๅฃใซใ—ใฆใ„ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ๅฏ„ใ‚Š้“ใ—ใŸใฎใฏใ€ๆ‚ชใ„ไบ‹ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ใจ่‡ชๅทฑๅซŒๆ‚ชใ—ใคใคใŠ่Œถใ‚’ใ™ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅƒ•ใฏๅธฐๅฎ…ใ—ใŸๆ™‚ใ€ๅธƒ้ƒฝใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใจๅฏพ้ขใ—ใŸใ€‚ใใฎๆ™‚ใซๅธƒ้ƒฝใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใจ็›ฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใŸใฎใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใใฎ็›ฎใŒใ€ไธ€็žฌใ™ใ”ใๆ‚ฒใ—ใใ†ใช็›ฎใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ‚’่€ƒใˆใŸใ€‚ใ‚ใฎๆ™‚ใ€ๅƒ•ใจ็›ฎใŒใ‚ใฃใฆใ€ๅƒ•ใ‚’่ช่ญ˜ใ™ใ‚‹ๅ‰ใฎๅฝผๅฅณใฎ็›ฎใŒ้…ทใๆ‚ฒใ—ใใ†ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ไฝ•ๆ•…ใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใŒ็Ž„้–ขใงๅƒ•ใ‚’ๅพ…ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‹๏ผŸใใ‚Œใฏใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใฎ่บซ่พบใ‚’่€ƒใˆใ‚Œใฐๅˆคใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅˆคใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใซใ€ใจใฆใ‚‚ๆ‚ชใ„ไบ‹ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใจๆ€ใ†ใฎใ ใ€Œใ‚“๏ผŸใŠไธปใ€ใฉใ†ใ—ใŸใž๏ผŸ้›ฃใ—ใ„้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใƒปใƒปใƒป๏ผŸใ€ใจๅธƒ้ƒฝใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใŒ่จใ—ใ’ใซๅƒ•ใซ่žใ„ใฆใใŸใ€‚ๅƒ•ใฏใชใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใจ็ญ”ใˆใฆใ€่ฉฑ้กŒ้€ธใ‚‰ใ—ใฎ็‚บใซใ€ใใ‚“ใชใซใŠใงใ‚“ใฏ็พŽๅ‘ณใ—ใ„๏ผŸใจ่žใใจใ€ใ€Œใ†ใ‚€ใ€็พŽๅ‘ณใ—ใ„ใžใฃใ€ใจๆบ€้ขใฎ็ฌ‘ใฟใŒๅธฐใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ๅธƒ้ƒฝใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฎๆ™‚ไปฃใฏไฝ•ใ‚’้ฃŸในใฆใŸใฎ๏ผŸใจ็ถšใ‘ใฆ่žใ„ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ€Œใ†ใ‚€ใƒปใƒปใƒปๆˆ‘ใฎๆ™‚ไปฃใฏใชใƒปใƒปใƒปใ€‚ใ€ใจๅƒ•ใฎ้ฃŸใฎๅŸบๆบ–ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€็ฒ—้ฃŸใฎๆง˜ใชใ€ใƒกใƒ‹ใƒฅใƒผใ‚’ใคใ‚‰ใคใ‚‰ใจ่ฉฑใ—ใŸใ€‚ใ€Œใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใช็พŽๅ‘ณใ—ใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใฏๅˆใ‚ใฆใžใ€ใจใกใใ‚ใ‚’ๅ’ฅใˆใฆใ€็พŽๅ‘ณใ„็พŽๅ‘ณใ„ใจ้ ฌๅผตใฃใŸใ€‚ๆ˜Žๆ—ฅใ€ไผ‘ใฟใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€้‡Œใซไธ‹ใ‚Šใ‚ˆใ†ใ€‚ใ‚ใใ“ใซใฏใ€ไป–ใซ็พŽๅ‘ณใ—ใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใŒไธ€ๆฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใจๅƒ•ใŒ่จ€ใ†ใจใ€ๅธƒ้ƒฝใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฏใ€Œใปใ€ๆœฌๅฝ“ใ‹๏ผ๏ผŸใ€ใจ้ฉšใ„ใฆใ€ใ€Œใใ€ใใ†ใ‹ใ€ๆฅฝใ—ใฟใซใ—ใฆใŠใ‚‹ใžใ€ใจใซใพใซใพใจ็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใŸใ€‚ใใ“ใซใฏใ€็Ž„้–ขๅ‰ใฎๅฝผๅฅณใฎ้ขๅฝฑใฏ็„กใ‹ใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ใใฃใจๅฝผๅฅณใฏๅƒ•ใŒๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไปฅไธŠใซใ‚ใฃใตใ‚‹ใ‚ใฃใตใ‚‹

    Returning home, opening my entrance door and finding Futo-chan sitting there

    I was surprised to see Futo-chan there. Upon seeing my face, she sucked in a breath of air, smiled and burst out with, "Welcome home, my lord!" "I'm back," I replied. "You were rather late in coming home today," she noted. Without telling her that I had stopped by to see Youmu, I told her I had a present for her and showed her the oden I brought. "What is that? A sort of soup?" she asked, staring in amazement. I told her it was called oden, opening the lid for her to smell. She let out an awe-struck "Ohh..." and gulped. "Shall we eat now?" I asked. "Y-yes," she replied, breaking into a grin. "This is absolutely delectable! I'm glad to have been revived," she said as she devoured the oden, a daikon in her mouth. It seems she had refrained from eating until I got home. I shouldn't have gone off to see Youmu after all, I thought in contempt of myself while sipping tea. When I got home, I was face to face with Futo-chan. We met eyes, and I thought that for a moment I saw sadness in them. Yes... before she recognized me, there was a profound loneliness in her eyes. Why was she waiting at the door for me? It was obvious just by thinking about her state.

    Realizing why she was there, I thought that I had made a terrible mistake, when she interrupted with, "Oh? Is something the matter? You have a puzzling look on your face," in a suspicious tone. I told her it was nothing, and changing the subject asked if she liked the oden. "Yes, it is quite delicious," she replied, the smile returning to her face. "What did you eat in your time?" I continued. "Hmm... in my time..." she began, detailing various foods that would comprise a destitute diet in this age. "But I've never before had a meal so good," she said holding a chikuwa in her mouth and going on about how tasty it was. "I have the day off tomorrow, so let's go into town. There's plenty of other delicious things there, too," I offered, to which she replied with a startled, "Really!?" before calming back down to a smile. "W-well then, I shall enjoy myself." She didn't have the same face she did when she was at the door, but I'm sure that, moreso than I thought, she was... to be continued

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