An active hunter in Hokkaido was thrown into another world.

I see a lakeside village.

Around the farmland, the settlements are surrounded by fences.

Surprised to see us farming.

"Saran... what about him?

"Human."

"No human......, rarely"

When I first met Mr. Saran, I thought he was like a giant tribe, but only Mr. Saran was big. But they're all taller than me, though. Yeah, to the extent that I normally think "outsiders are big" at international destinations, I think. I've never traveled abroad.

Saran has one big head among them......

"Oh Saran, a deer.... What about him?

"Human."

"You'll see..."

"Saran, did you get it?... Who's that guy?"

"Human."

No, I know that.

The villagers have gathered.

It's tough.

I'm scared, to be honest.

"I say sin. Hit me and the deer at the same time, I thought I'd split the mountains because I couldn't help it."

Drop Shika off in the square, and, um, Saran stretches.

... stunning proportions to admire. I have plenty of tits, too.

Is it because it gets in the way when you shoot a bow? You're holding it down with a protector only with your right tit. Women are tough......

You're definitely a woman when you try this.

[]/(n) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk Ringing his neck.

Foreword withdrawn. He's really Han-like.

"Hey, man."

A child calls out indignantly.

"Say Sin, this guy," Saran cautions.

"Why are you here, man?"

What an answer.

How can you be convinced?

"... lost"

"Lost? You just get lost and come all the way here?

"No, it's true! I don't even know where I am."

"This is the village of Elves, Copolity. The human city is far away."

"I've never seen a human before."

"Little human."

Because I'm Japanese. But you're a child, too, aren't you?

"Yes, yes, yes. He's my customer. That's what I need you to do."

"This deer, the one who's been roughing up the field lately?

"Probably. There 'll still be numbers, though."

"It's a lot different if I just caught one head."

Are deer crop damage the same in villages like this as in Japan......

"Let's hang and dismantle."

"Oh, I'll help you."

"Right. So, shall we do it together? You promised me a mountain split."

"No, divide it in the village. I just need to get you dinner."

"Are you sure?

"Yes."

That makes me cheer from the kids.

"Meat! It's BBQ tonight!

Yeah, I hope this makes my impression a little better.

The two of us rope the deer upside down, cut the carotid artery, drain the blood, and then start dismantling.

I mean, I'm doing it alone.

They're all looking at me.

Are my hands, my tools, rare?

Put a slice in the skin and cut around the anus first so that the poop doesn't stick to the meat, tear the belly to avoid smashing the bladder, gut down......

"Do you have anything to take?

He brought me a barrel for one.

Cut the spleen and pelvis with the army knife scarecrow (* 1) and open left and right, stick your hands in and cut the diaphragm with the hunting knife, dropping all the guts and large amounts of blood into the bucket and bucket.

Place a cleavage in your hands and feet and peel with a knife.

"Sin, you're good..."

"That's polite."

"Yeah, he's a real hunter. I don't think he's a human burglar."

Is he coming to this village?

Remove the peeled skin by pulling it off.

"Skinny people -!"

"Oh, I want..."

"Forefoot"

"Okay?

"Another bottle."

"I was wondering if you could have me."

"Back legs… need to be later…"

Because you tie a rope to your leg and hang it upside down.

"That's a steak tonight!

I suddenly remembered handing it out more and more in good shape.

"Oh, it was a mountain split with Mr. Saran"

Mr. Saran laughs at the Guerraggera.

"Fine. I can't tell you how bad it is to be here."

"See you in the back loin."

"Two bottles there, you and I can share."

"Azuri-zuri-kuri-ku! It's the best part there is!

Mr. Saran is a kid...... punches your child in the head.

"You caught it with me and Sin, naturally! Not at all!

It's an unfortunate deer who's almost only boned, but the kids are taking the sparkling bones with them.

"This is good for baking and shaving"

It's good, isn't it, Spare Rib?

"Come on. I'll show you home."

"Is that okay?

"You ain't got nowhere to stay anyway."

"Yes..."

Is it in a woman's house? Are you all right?

"Well, you don't have to worry about Saran."

"I mean, if I could manage Saran, that would be awesome."

"I'm expecting you, brother."

Several challenging men have been beaten by Mr. Saran.

I'm scared.

"In the meantime, I'll feed you something."

Mr. Saran's house is a small house off the village.

One room with a whole bunch of pieces. I live on my back.

"Uh, can we just bake it for now?

"Thank you. I'll take care of it."

"Because the meat I caught today is still too stiff to eat (* 2), I'll treat you to the one I caught three days ago"

"Oh, if that's the case, I'll give you my share. I can't help but have it."

"Um, well, I mean, I'll keep it"

That's what I said, you had some kind of floor lid open to put in. Is it a room? Vault. Hiuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, It conveys cold air.

"Is that magic!?

"Yes, I am."

"The magic of chilling?

"Yes."

"Can you do that!?

"Elves can all do magic. You don't like humans."

"I can't do it at all."

"Right, right," he says, looking fun and flustered.

What a simple person.

Light up the charcoal in the furnace in the middle of the room.

"Can you also use the magic of fire..."

"Basic basics. Anyone can do it. If it's an elf."

"Ha..."

I'm so proud of you.

"I wish I had salt"

"Is it salt..."

Can I buy it with a magic bag?

I don't even taste like just salt, and I was wondering if I could buy something a little good?

"Soy Sauce"

Retreat.

"BBQ Sauce"

Back off. No way.

"Salt Pepper"

Out!

Vial of flavored salt and pepper!

Barbecue supplies, I guess. Do you even sell this to outdoor stores?

Could it have been barbecue sauce? Well, no.

By the way, the price is an automatic deduction from the cash we kept earlier.

"... what are you doing? Were you wearing a bag like that?

"Never mind. Seasoned salt."

"Yeah-!!"

"Is salt possibly a precious commodity?

"So precious"

"That's good. Now, let's sprinkle this and bake it."

Cut the package, open the lid, and sprinkle it on the meat that Mr. Saran is cooking in a frying pan.

"It's in a rare bin... And it's really fine salt."

"There's pepper in there, too."

"Pepper?"

"It's a condiment that can be taken in the South."

"Heh..."

You served it on a plate.

"Thank you, then, for the grace of the mountains, at the end of the day. I'll have it."

Would you like an elf stream?

"To the grace of the mountains, thank you at the end of the day. I'll have it."

There is no fork. It will be served directly with a knife.

"Good!"

"That's good"

"No, this flavoring is so good! It's amazing, Singh!

"Good."

"Humans eat good food, eh..."

Mr. Saran is thrilled.

"I'm coming out a little. Eat."

"Yes."

"Lend me that."

"Go ahead."

Then Mr. Saran comes around to each house and sprinkles salt all over the meat he's cooking.

They were all surprised because it tasted so good.

I don't know......

It was a big service, and I served twenty flavored salt and pepper from a magic bag.

"Hand out one bottle to each household"

"Are you sure?

"Thank you for your help today"

"Thanks!"

You left again with great joy.

Good for you.

"Sin come on...... what are we going to do now?

"... Actually, I don't have any credit at all..."

"Don't you have a family?

"No, sir."

... to this world.

"So you're kidding me..."

Mr. Saran lays fur on a grass-knitted mattress and sleeps down.

I only got fur on the floor, too.

Disassembly cleaning Love Gun M870.

"If we go to a human city, can we manage to live there?

"Perhaps."

"But the human city is far away..."

"Is it unusual for humans to come to this city?

"Sometimes merchants come. And once in a while, there are burglars and people. That's all."

That's what Saran says, yawns.

"What was Singh doing before?

"Hunter, I was working like a city chore."

He's a bureau worker and a hunter.

"If that's the case, it's like you can stay in this village..."

"I wish I could, but it's an elf village, and I'm human, and would I have a job?

"You can do the hunter. He's got good arms, he's got amazing magic tools."

Finish assembling your favorite M870, cover it, and put it to bed next to me.

"Actually, I can't go on without making money."

"You don't have any money in the Elf village, do you? Only humans exchange money."

"Then you won't need it forever..."

"Oh well..."

"It's a job we can do here..."

Pest control, I guess.

Let's just start tomorrow.

"Singh, come on."

"Yes."

"If you have nowhere to go, you can stay as long as you want."

"... thank you"

……

Gu.

"Don't cry."

"Why do you trust me so much?

"There's nothing wrong with a good hunter."

"Really?"

"Bad guys do bad things with that arm. You can't be a hunter."

"... maybe"

"Tomorrow we'll both go hunting. There's still a deer."

"Yes. Absolutely."

"Good night."

"Good night."

I heard a quiet sleep.

Luxurious snoring, I was ready, but I'm glad.

- - Author annotation - -

* 1. When dismantling, the bone and pelvis have to be cut and broken to remove the internal organs. Many people use a sturdy knife to crack mullies and other scarecrows, but it cuts easily with the scarecrow supplied with the Swiss Army knife.

* 2. Freshly caught meat is usually hardened and can't be chewed off, whether boiled or cooked. It is not eaten unless it is usually left refrigerated and aged for a few days.