Chapter 12 (1/2)

One day… It has been one whole day.

One entire day since I've gotten any tranquility.

Although Di Yana left my house a while ago bringing Wu De with her as she needed to return home to prepare dinner for her entire family, there were still four people loitering around the vicinity of my house.

Lying down sideways on top of my potato pile, my mood was filled with complete boredom as I helplessly stared at the evening sun gradually fading away, while waiting for the “bunch of zoo animals” to leave my territory.

Kaiser… the wizard girl that wore a wizard hat measuring half her height, was still doing her best effort in repairing the helmet. In spite of the heat from the scorching sun drenching her purple knee-length hair, and in spite of the howling gale that cast up dirt in the afternoon whipping at her immature face, she continued to repair the helmet willingly without any hesitation.

“How about we give up… Kaiser…” Daroff frowned and asked worryingly.

“Agreed. It is time for Lambert to fix that character of him being a neet anyway.” Rei sluggishly said while she lay p.r.o.ne on top of a large boulder as if she was airing herself.

It's not that I like to judge, Rei. But it's about time to fix that character of you being a perverted uncle too.

“Argh…” Even the hermit crab that was hiding in the shadow showed a bitter expression on his face. It seemed that Lambert might be feeling a little sorry inside.

“It's nothing... I will try again.” Kaiser wiped the bean-sized sweat beads on her forehead and squeezed out a smile that has high healing capability. (TL's Note: So cute that her smile can cure any injuries.)

As expected of a squirrel young girl.

I feel a slight sense of guilt too…

‘Tch…” I clicked my tongue, stood up from the potato pile, casually picked up four wives of mine, and carried them in my arms towards the back of the larger house.

“Bro Fo La, where are you going?” Rei asked, pouting her mouth after noticing my actions, her belly making a “kyururu” sound at the same time.

I really got the timing right.

“Regardless… the one who broke the helmet was me, hence, dinner's on me. But don't expect too much, I can only guarantee that you guys won't be feeling hungry.” I said without turning back my head, this was, in fact, my way of reducing interactions with them to the greatest extent.

“But… what are you doing, only taking four potatoes with you when there are five people here?” The sharped eyed hermit crab captured the number of potatoes in my hand immediately.

This person…is seriously pus.h.i.+ng his luck.

“Go ahead and eat dirt, hermit crab.” Full of malice, I responded to Lambert with insults, ignoring his hurt expression.

Go and stand somewhere near them… I cannot take this anymore.

When I woke up this morning, I thought that it would be yet another ordinary and normal day, and had thoughts of lying down on the potato pile, enjoying my quiet life.

Up until Di Yana punched me on the head.

Although my life might seem to be very lonely in the eyes of ordinary people, I, myself had absolutely never felt any feelings of dissatisfaction or inconvenience.

Just as they don't agree with my potato values, I also don't agree with their values about living in a community. After all, is there any essential difference between living with people and living with potatoes?

It's only speaking fewer words, isn't it?

In that case, why should we rigidly adhere to the concept of species and physical forms? Who exactly set the rule that humans must be with fellow humans to grow old until their hair turned white? Just how ma.s.sive is this person's ego and how supercilious he is to consider everybody and everything beneath him that he established this so-called “ethics”?

Why can't potatoes replace human beings? For the past six years, I've been living with potatoes, sticking together and constantly helping each other in time of difficulties when no human would help me when I needed them the most.

My life was saved by potatoes. Human merely came at the last minute to s.n.a.t.c.h away the credit, stealing away the spotlight, nothing more.

I'm not grumbling about the human who saved me from that place. I'm very grateful to him of course. However… nevertheless, I have to say this out selfishly and meanly. You have arrived too late…

I slowly walked towards the stove's side at the back of the house, collected a few buckets of water from the well, ignited the firewood, and dumped the potatoes into the pot.

Dolly, Eva, Anna, Diana.

To my wives and G.o.ddesses…  I thanked you girls, for the joy that you girls have given me. I will never forget you girls forever.

Staring at the water slowly boiling, and listening to the sound of potatoes rolling around, I finally obtained the peace that I was looking forward to, for the time being.

There is no need… for any living things to exist in my surrounding. In this world that makes me feel so helpless, it will suffice as long as potatoes and I exist.

After I waited for ten minutes or so and enjoyed the tranquility of these ten minutes, the potatoes were almost cooked. Hence I took them out using a ladle, threw them onto the plate, sprinkled them with a thin layer of black pepper, and a scrumptious dinner was done.

There's nothing much to expect, it will suffice as long as one's tummy is filled.

Holding the plate, I returned to the front of the house. Then, I saw Lambert with a metal bucket on his head.

Has this hermit crab evolved during the time I went to cook? Or has he fusion summoned with the metal bucket, and transformed to a metal bucket hermit crab in defense position?

I… don't want to retort anymore.

“What the h.e.l.l are you guys doing…” I growled. My throat refuse to even voice out sound properly.

“Oh, oh~ Welcome back, bro.” Rei welcomed me with a lazy smile and spread out her hands in my direction. I have no clue what she meant by doing this.

I have no plan to speak to her, so I threw a potato at her.

Like a lynx that spotted a prey, she pounced on the tumbling potato in the air, caught it and began biting on it.

As expected of a zoo animal…

“For you…” I walked over to Maize Daroff of an unidentified gender and pa.s.sed he/she a potato. Likewise, I gave a G.o.d's harvest to the most hardworking, young wizard girl.

She stared at me for a while, slightly frightened. After ascertained that I won't bite, she used her trembling hand and took “G.o.d's body”, ran a few meters away, and began to eat while squatting on the ground.

Are you really a squirrel? You are a squirrel, ain't you!

“As for you… Catch.” Finally, I toss the last remaining potato to the armored hermit crab while emitting an aura that of a sorrowful hero.

“Eh? There's a share for me?” He seemed to be quite surprised when faced with my kindness.

“You're such a bother… decide yourself whether to eat it or not.”

“I'll eat! I'll eat!”

Seriously… Be grateful for G.o.d's blessing. Why do you have so much bulls.h.i.+t to talk about when there are things to eat.