Survive on a Deserted Island With the Villainous Young Lady

4 – Uninhabited island when I woke up (4)

The rodent was roaming around the floating island to live hard every day.

While the rodents were eagerly nibbling at the fruit that had fallen to the ground, a snake on a tree was aiming at the rodents to satisfy their hunger after a long time.

The snake was going to hunt for something because its stomach was slowly going down, but a typhoon came and was hiding for a long time, so it was very hungry now.

Carefully, deliberately, unknowingly, it approaches the rodent eagerly eating the fruit.

The snake was not poisonous, but there was no problem with hunting.

Once his hook-like teeth are driven in, they cannot escape no matter how hard they struggle, so all they have to do is slowly swallow them alive.

It was a time when we were getting closer, little by little.

Suddenly, a stone the size of a fist flew in and landed right next to the rodent.

The startled rodent quickly ran away, and the snake, which lost its prey right in front of its eyes, quickly hid itself with regret.

The only creatures on this island who throw stones and hunt are those who rule the fertile land in the innermost part of the island.

I had to run away before being eaten.

* * *

Thread the loop through your middle finger and hold the other end of the string with your index finger.

After holding the string with two fingers like that, put a stone of the appropriate size in your pocket and start spinning it.

Chester targeted a mysterious rodent eating fruit in front of him.

The fist-sized rodent unknowingly munched on the fruit that had fallen on the floor.

Chester, who slowly turned the catapult from top to bottom, hit the rodent with an imaginary ‘sight line’ made by guessing.

Then, the slingshot, which had been spinning by turning the wrist, was released by gently swinging the whole right arm in the same direction in which it was spinning.

“OMG!”

Chester thought he had a good shot, but unfortunately the result was not good.

The stone he threw was lodged right next to the rodent, and the startled rodent ran away, leaving the fruit it was eating.

“Ahhh. Go to the side a little more.”

It was so regrettable that I was talking to myself without even realizing it.

Putting that regret aside, Chester went to the place where the stones were stuck and picked up the fruit the rodent used to eat.

‘It’s not rotten.’

It was dirty from the dirt, but not inedible, so Chester took the fruit the rodent used to eat and put it in his mouth.

Chester walked through the forest eating fruit.

Unfortunately, they had to leave behind the game they had missed and find a new game.

Chester walked through the woods.

Chester, who was born to a hunter father and played in the mountains every day as a child, was no longer there.

His frail soles, accustomed to the well-paved ground of the city for a long time, screamed in his shoes.

Chester continued walking through the woods.

As I walked carefully not to get lost and lose my sense of direction if I went too deep, I quickly found a new target.

Chester’s new target was a bird resting in a tree.

Hurry up before the birds fly away! The thought made Chester impatient, but he deliberately controlled his breathing to calm himself down.

I put a stone on the catapult, and this time rotate it from bottom to top to increase the launch angle of the stone.

The stone he shot just brushed past the bird.

“Keugh!”

Chester regretted it, but when he saw that the bird had fallen from the tree and couldn’t move properly, he hurriedly ran.

Perhaps the stone it rubbed a moment ago had broken its wings, and the bird struggled on the ground, unable to use one wing properly.

Chester frantically picked up a pebble from his pocket and threw it at the bird.

The stone passed well over the bird’s head, and Chester quickly picked it up and threw it again rather than regret it.

“Keugh!”

Missing the bird again, Chester realized that his body was more tired than he thought.

Chester, who was able to catch the bird only after throwing a stone for the third time, lifted the bird’s carcass with a heavy breath.

Thinking of how long it took to catch this one and how many failures there had been, his eyes widened, but Chester smiled involuntarily when he saw the prey in his hands.

* * *

When Chester returned home with the bird, he found Monia crying, holding a broken branch and tangled vines.

“Hey.”

“What are you doing?”

“!”

Shocked by Chester’s appearance, Monia pretended not to know and hid the branches and vines.

“Ah, nothing? didn’t you? What are you talking about?”

“… … .”

Chester gazed at the pile of failed attempts to build the house, no matter how much, that Monia used to hide branches and vines.

Could it be that he was sane and hid it there?

Monia also noticed that there was no meaning to hide at all, and her cheeks blushed.

“Are you trying to build a house?”

“Oh, isn’t it? I can make as much as I want, but today I want to be immersed in nature… … .”

Chester sifted through the piles of failures, dropping Monia’s IQ within himself from an unlearned person to a slightly learned monkey.

Finding the firewood he had prepared for the fire, Chester quickly started building it.

All he needed were two sticks and a kindling stick.

First, make a groove by pounding a dry branch with a stone.

Press the twig with both feet to secure it, then bring the twig as smooth as possible and fit it into the groove.

Now, it was the classic method of spinning a tree branch.

The trick here is not to just randomly turn the branch, but to apply pressure to the groove by pressing down on the branch you are turning with your hand.

As the wood is ground by pressure and friction, sawdust is created, and the sawdust burns with the heat of friction and turns into embers.

As the black embers were made and smoke rose, Chester put the embers into a kindler made from the bark of the tree used to make the rope and blew into it.

After blowing a few breaths into the tinder, the smoke began to rise and the fire began to burn.

I put down the burning tinder and tossed in a small twig.

When the fire ignited stably, the bonfire was completed by stacking large tree branches.

“ah… .”

Chester looked at the bonfire burning bright red.

The heat rises at once and the surrounding moisture is blown away. The sticky air that has plagued your body all day disappears and you feel the crisp, warm air.

As the sun slowly set, the air was rapidly cooling, so the warm air was very welcome.

“Good.”

After making a fire, Chester enjoyed the bonfire for a while, humming a song, and began grooming the bird he had caught.

Whether or not Monia trembles in horror at the sight of the dead bird’s body, she puts her hand between the skin and the meat and peels it off.

“… … .”

Chester thought about the use of the peeled shell for a while, but he couldn’t think of anything, so he just threw it into the sea.

I didn’t want to leave it near the house and let the beasts come for it, attracted by the rotten smell.

The meat was cut with a rough stone, removing the inedible organs and leaving the edible parts, such as the heart and liver.

Chester started by sticking the heart and liver into sticks and roasting them.

“Ugh!”

Unable to bear it, Monia vomited.

She came here and had nothing to eat, so there was no way she would come out, and she just vomited.

“Well, why are you baking it?”

“It has a lot of iron.”

Having stripped off all the meat he could eat, Chester went to the beach, threw away the inedible parts, and washed the stone-covered meat.

The stripped meat is placed on a branch and grilled, and the heart and liver are eaten first.

It was charred meat with burnt spots everywhere, but Chester ate it all without caring.

“… … You eat well. Aren’t you disgusting?”

“I ate a lot when I was young.”

“… … How did you get into the butler academy?”

From Monia’s point of view, no matter how much she thought about it, Chester wasn’t a ‘child of a family’.

butler academy.

It was not an ordinary thing for a horse to become a butler, a butler for an aristocratic family.

He couldn’t even dream unless he was the son of another aristocratic family who couldn’t become an heir or the son of a colossus who led a prestigious top tier.

“My parents didn’t want me to live with them.”

Chester said as he ate a grilled chicken leg.

“You worked hard to save money to make your life a little better.”

Of course, I couldn’t get into the Noble Academy with that money alone.

There must be a recommendation from a nobleman.

“My father saved an old nobleman who had no children.”

The noble wanted to return the favor to Chester’s father, who wished his son a better life.

Thus, the hunter’s son, Chester, was recommended by an old nobleman to enter the butler’s academy.

‘… … .’

Monia was amazed to hear the story.

The other children who will enter the butler academy have a high probability that such a life has been decided since they were born, and they have been educated since childhood.

But Chester is different.

His life suddenly changed from a hunter’s son to a butler academy student, but Chester’s grades were so excellent that he was chosen as a butler by the Duke’s family.

The proud duke was so excellent that he chose Chester even though he was a commoner.

And even though he was suddenly dropped on an uninhabited island after living as a butler for a duke’s family, he was quickly adapting to the island’s environment without a hint of confusion.

‘… … Was it that kind of face?’

Monia looked at Chester’s face anew.

Since the butler was only a tool, I had never looked closely at him until now.

I didn’t even pay attention to it, I just regarded it as a doll that would follow orders.

So, to my surprise, this was the first time that she had recognized Chester’s face in her mind.

To that extent, she was not interested in common people, and regarded all of them as ‘livestock’, like cows and pigs, whose faces were difficult to distinguish when ‘people’ saw them.

So, it was a surprise.

Chester was recognized as a ‘human’ by the daughter of the ducal family, who lived an arrogant life while looking down on the world.

So far, everyone she recognized as human looked like her.

All of them had a lot of money, liked to dress up fancy, lived with many butlers and maids, and were cared for.

A life so debauched that the thing that uses the most energy in a day is to breathe or eat something.

A life without curves, where nothing changes even when you compare what happened yesterday and what happened a year ago.

And now, in front of her was a person who had walked a completely different life.

A person who has lived a life that is different from others and full of ups and downs.

“… … .”

Monia looked at Chester as he tasted the bird’s meat.

I got interested.

Monia looked at Chester returning after dumping the remains of the eaten bird into the sea.

“there.”

“yes?”

“Could you tell me a little more about you?”

Chester said as he lay down in his house.

“no. I will sleep.”

Then I fell asleep for real.

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Left alone, Monia grumbled with her cheeks puffed out, then went to sleep as she had nothing to do.

“… … Aww! The dirt is all over it!”

But unfortunately, the floating island was too harsh for her, who brought in the finest beds to sleep in even in prison.

“Hick! bug?!”