Survive on a Deserted Island With the Villainous Young Lady

Chapter 19

19 – Finding Food (2)

stones fly

Chester threw the stone he had put on the catapult to catch the frog.

However, the stone thrown without proper aiming did not even touch the toe of the fleeing bird, and Chester gnashed his teeth when he saw it.

“… … !!”

However, the body, struggling with lack of energy, could not chase the bird.

“Kuh! Damn it!”

However, not long after, the flying bird hit a branch and crashed.

“uh?”

The creatures that Chester hunted were too heavy for the hungry birds to carry and fly away from the long storm.

Chester saw the bird go down and hurried to the spot.

– Kiyik!

The bird circled around the creature, saw Chester approaching it, spread its wings and threatened.

You can see patterns in the form of eyes on the wings, and patterns in the form of white teeth leading to the belly and chest.

Perhaps that’s how he tricked himself into being a big beast and drove the predator away with a shrill cry, but Chester wasn’t fooled.

Chester tied a stone knife to one end of the slingshot, watching the bird wary of him.

Then, he put a heavy weapon on the opposite ring and swung the catapult.

A slingshot equipped with a stone knife that is swung long and makes a menacing sound.

A stone ax in the other hand.

It wasn’t in the mood to hunt.

Threaten the bird with a catapult, and defend it with a stone ax when it gets close.

Chester was going to make that hungry bird give up and run away.

“Whoosh! Hiss!”

Chester swung the catapult while making a noise with his mouth.

Seeing the flying stone knife, the bird flutters its wings for a while and then lands on the creature again.

– Kyaaak!

“aaa!”

A confrontation between a large man and a slightly larger bird.

The enemy is neither a huge dragon, nor a terrifying monster, nor a ferocious beast, but a bird.

It may sound funny to others, but Chester was desperate.

Others may ridicule Chester for fighting so seriously, but the biggest lesson Chester learned from his father was this.

‘There is no shame in wanting to live.’

All desperate, noble, and beautiful actions.

Applying predators’ excrement to hide one’s own smell from predators, filling one’s stomach by eating maggots infested with rotting meat, and kneeling down and begging someone one sees for the first time to save them.

not ashamed of anything

Even if the enemy in front of me was at most a single bird, I was not ashamed of fighting that bird with a do-or-die resolution.

Even if he fought with all his might and lost, he was confident that he would not be ashamed of anything.

An enemy equally hungry, full of hearts desperate to live.

“Aww! Ugh!”

Chester did his best to threaten the bird with a grim face.

– Chiaa! Chiaaa!

The bird also flapped its wings and screamed to expel them for reasons such as ‘fighting consumes too much energy’ and ‘Chester’s body is too huge’.

To others, it was a strange behavior, not knowing what they were doing, not fighting with weapons and claws, but the two were serious.

Chester broadened his shoulders and spread his arms, stomping his feet on the ground and swinging his catapult.

The bird flew its claws at Chester, then backed away and landed on the creature again, spreading its wings and pretending to be a huge carnivore.

how much time has passed

In the end, it was the bird that retreated.

Chester was too big for a bird to see, and he decided it would be prudent to run away without a fight.

“… … .”

The bird flew away, and Chester recovered his lost game.

Chester checked the condition of his prey.

There was a hole where the bird’s claw had been lodged, and there was blood, but nothing else.

Chester went back to where he was before, but the frog was gone somewhere.

I don’t know if it’s an edible creature or not, but I felt sorry for missing it because of something absurd.

‘It must be difficult to carry around like this.’

Another bird may be hunting.

‘Should I make a basket?’

Of course, I have no idea how to make one.

I had heard from my father that things like bowls and baskets could be made from bamboo, but I had only heard about it and never learned how to do it.

But even if you haven’t learned it, everyone has their own way.

Chester stopped hunting, took some bamboo, and went back to the lodge.

* * *

“Are you here?”

“yes. did you sleep well When you’re done sleeping, get up and go to work.”

“To the point.”

Monia miraculously moved her tired body and received the bark that Chester held out.

And they are accustomed to tearing off the bark and twisting it to make a rope.

“What are you trying to do?”

Monia looked at Chester, who was splitting bamboo, leaving what appeared to be trimmed animal meat on a stick in front of a campfire.

“Oh, meat. What kind of animal is it?”

“I don’t know.”

“Eh?”

Monia, who was barely awake, made a strange noise in surprise at Chester’s answer that he didn’t know.

“Because I don’t know everything.”

Saying that, Chester hit the ax that had been lightly hammered into the bamboo with a stone.

Just, just, hit the stone ax a few times with a stone, and the bamboo splits apart.

After splitting the bamboo like that, Chester, who had cut it to the right length, trimmed the bamboo and pulled out a twig.

To the end of the branch was tied a small stone, sharpened by Chester.

Chester put the primitive drill into the bamboo and turned it around by hand to make a hole in the bamboo.

“I’m thirsty.”

“I brought water in a bucket.”

“Ugh.”

Monia drank water from the bucket at the location Chester pointed at, then lay down under the shade and continued twisting the rope.

“How long will this be?”

“Very long. A lot.”

“Uh huh?”

Monia tilted her head in wonder as to why she needed such a rope, but her hands dutifully followed Chester’s words.

After drilling a hole in the split bamboo, Chester tied a rope between the holes.

After connecting and connecting, try rolling the connected bamboo round to make a cylinder shape.

After measuring the size of the cylinder, the bamboo was cut and cut according to the size, and a hole was made in the bamboo as well, tied with a rope, and hung under the bamboo cylinder.

“What is it?”

“basket.”

It was a little baggy and full of gaps between the bamboos, but the shape of the basket was made anyway.

Chester inspected the basket he had made and drilled four holes in the appropriate places.

Drill two holes in one bamboo and tie a rope there to make a string.

Chester, carrying the basket by hanging the two straps over his shoulders, tried to move it around.

There is a loud noise as the bamboo loosely connected with ropes collide with each other.

“how?”

“Weird.”

“It’s a lot baggy, but this is enough for a basket.”

Chester sat down with the bamboo basket to his satisfaction and began making the second basket.

“Are you making it again?”

“yes. Yours this time.”

“Yes? mine?”

Monia’s eyes widened when she said that she would make her own.

No matter what you do, Chester, who told you to do it yourself, makes things for you?

While making the second basket, Chester picked up a stone knife and brought it to the meat.

Just cut off the grilled part of the meat surface and put it in your mouth.

“… … .”

The moment I put it in my mouth, I felt a slight smell of meat.

Next, when I chewed the meat with my teeth, I felt the toughness of the meat.

‘It’s fine.’

Chester ate the chewy meat well.

“I want to eat too.”

“yes?”

Chester saw how the meat was cooked and cut off the well-roasted part and gave it to him.

Of course, well-roasted here doesn’t mean that the meat is grilled on the outside and pink on the inside, it’s medium-rare, but it means that it’s cooked to the point of being charred, so there’s no risk of parasites.

“Eh?! Aren’t you chewing?!”

In front of the strong resistance felt as soon as she chewed it and the terrible smell, Monia could not eat the meat and spat it out.

“Aigoo, that’s a waste.”

“Is it much worse than the snake meat you ate yesterday?!”

“Are snakes delicious?”

“You like that?!”

“Tasty enough.”

Chester made the second basket while eating the meat.

“done.”

“Hey, why are you making it this time?”

“yes? Ahh. I have a lot to prepare, so I don’t want to waste time.”

Monia was heartbroken when she was told that doing something was a waste of time.