Chapter 1 (2/2)

Those people have high expectations for my future so they take turn to keep me accompany.

Honestly it was inevitably harsh.

After I was done training with the sword I went home.

My half-sibling is watching over the sheeps near my house.

「Welcome back、Jumuka-sama」

「I’m home」

The person I just greeted now was my half-older brother, but his mother was of a lower social status so he called me “-sama”.

I was surprised at first, but soon I got used to it.

I entered the house when the women (my mom, step-mom, and sisters) were cooking. Around them were the still very young kids who were playing with sheep bones.

「Father I’m home。」

「Oh you’re back、have a drink」

Father took the container and poured me a cup of white sake.

I gulped all down in one go.

It’s a pretty strong alcohol made from horse milk.

I got used to drinking since I was a kid.

「Fumu、that’s a good way of drinking。」

As I was praised by father my brothers returned from training.

「Father and Jumuka、you guys already started」

My oldest brother sat down next to father and started sipping on his sake.

My second and third older brother, as well as three younger brothers also received sake from father.

「I was able to do it。」

Just when everyone finish their drinks the food was ready.

Each of us was arranged a spot to sit.

My father sat in the chief seat in the center and the wives including my mother lined up in lower seats.

And in those lower seats, us siblings sit in order.

The female servants were also called out to sit with us.

These girls were taken from other places during wars.

That said, they sat in even lower seats than us sons.

The servant girls taking care of the babies and children is also one of the laws of gra.s.sland.

And then the servant girl’s sons, wives’ daughters, servant girls’ daughters also lined up

We waits for father to begin eating first then us sons and the wives would start eating

Then next is the servant girls who gave birth to boys and their sonsAnd lastly is the daughters’ turn to eat.

After the meal my three older brothers exited the house and each went to their own neighboring house.

You’re prohibited to sleep in the same house with father when you reach 15 years old in this gra.s.sland.

I can have a wife when I’m matured enough but I can only be recognized as independent when I have a wife. (TN: 成人すると妻を持てるが妻を持つのは一人前と認められて独立が認められた場合である。)

Me and the kids sleep where there was wolf and sheep pelts spread out.

Night in the gra.s.sland is cold.

The kids jumbled their bodies together for warmth.

Midnight, I was waken up by loud breathing sounds and watery noises.

I looked towards father’s bed and saw under the candle lights him and a servant girl doing business.

Father swung his hips violently, and shove into the servant girl below.

「How’s it!How’s it!」

「Master、harder。 Do it harder。」

I strained my eyes and saw that it was Ymir.

If I’m not mistaken then she was one of the war loots we got from fighting the Nan tribe 2 years ago, she’s 17 now, she should be giving birth to a girl this year though.

Watching father and Ymir and their violent act my thing became hard.

However the siblings around me were still sleeping.

I felt anguished so I decided to not look anymore and went to sleep.

It’s morning so I went outside, the girls could be seen started going out to gather firewood and water.

I performed maintenance on my sword and bow.

Morning is gradually getting colder.

I’ll be 15 soon this snow season huh…

Then I’ll also mature huh…

Just in case, calendars from the southern city were imported to this gra.s.sland, but we don’t use it too much.

Gra.s.sland people’s calendar is split into 3 parts.

Spring season, summer season, and snow season.

Spring season goes on from when Ryun flowers bloom until when Roux flowers bloom.

Summer season goes on from when Roux flowers bloom until the first snowflake falls.

Winter season goes on from when the first snowflake falls until Ryun flowers bloom.

Everyone ages all at once when their born season comes.

While having breakfast I was able to sit there and stare at the legs and b.u.t.ts of the girls come and go to draw water.

Gra.s.sland people’s clothing resembles the Manchuria bandits. In other words, china-dresses.

Slits are the best.

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