Survive on a Deserted Island With the Villainous Young Lady

49 – Mud Baking (4)

The hoe was finished, but Chester didn’t plow the ground right away.

There was something I wanted to do more using the kiln that had just been completed, so I decided to finish it first and choose the land for farming.

The day after making the hoe and the hoe, Chester brought Monia out, saying he had something he wanted to do.

After having breakfast as usual, wash your body at the waterfall and then lightly look around the traps.

“What do you want to do?”

“I’m going to bake clay again. Please help me this time too.”

“Ah yes.”

After they were done, Chester and Monia started digging up a bunch of dirt from the ground near the house.

After digging up the soil with a wooden block, he puts it in a basket and carries it near the kiln.

Chester and Monia piled up a lot of soil on a large stone slab, and began to make mud by pouring water on it and kneading it.

“Oops! Ugh.”

Shortly after starting to make mud, when Monia kept making strange noises, Chester looked at it.

“Huh.”

Monia grimaced and made strange noises every time she kneaded the mud.

“what are you doing.”

“It feels strange! Aww.”

Monia is kneading mud in an uncomfortable posture with her hands outstretched and her head far back.

Seeing that, Chester nodded, saying he understood.

“It feels a bit strange at first.”

“It’s cold… … .”

“You’ll be fine soon.”

“Really?”

As Chester said, the texture of the mud, which was so strange at first, got used to it after kneading it for a while, and it didn’t matter.

Monia, who had become accustomed to mud, kneaded and kneaded lumps of mud while sweating, mixing them, adding a little because it seemed like there was not enough water, and adding soil because it seemed like there was a lot of water, and carefully kneaded it.

“Oops! Whoa! Wow!”

It was quite difficult for Monia to handle the soil that had become heavy with water.

“Oops! Sigh!”

Monia, who scoops up the mud, slaps it down, and mixes it around again.

Her face was flushed red from exertion, and it became moist with sweat.

“Huh! Whoa. … Please tell me soon What are you making?”

“roof.”

said Chester, putting the kneaded mud away on the dirt next to the stone slab.

“A roof?”

Monia also followed Chester in removing the mud.

“profit! Chaa!”

It was not easy because the mud was heavy.

“yes. Didn’t you have to change the roof every time the leaves rot? If you make a roof out of this, you won’t have to.”

“That’s nice! But how are you going to make it?”

“yes? just like this… … .”

After the clay was finished, Chester picked up some of the clay and pounded it against a stone slab.

After kneading and kneading the clay to make a shape, spread it wide and square.

Then, on one side of the clay plate, which was spread out in a square, he made many grooves by cutting it with a twig.

“Make a bunch of these.”

“Why did you make Home?”

“You will need it later. Make sure to make it.”

“Yes.”

Monia hummed a song and scooped out a handful of mud she had set aside, then placed it on a stone slab and kneaded it with her hands.

Knead the mud with your hands, spread it flat by tapping it with your palms, and tap the sides again to make it square.

After carving grooves on the clay board with a twig, Monia tried to remove it.

“… … ?”

However, the mud that stuck to the stone plate did not come off easily, so the mud I made was ruined.

“Oooh.”

Monia, who was looking at it with a dissatisfied face, glanced at the amount Chester was doing.

Chester sprinkled the soil he had set aside on a stone slab, and then kneaded and sculpted the clay on it.

Monia imitated the same, and the two talked while making clay plates.

“Isn’t the salt running out?”

“Right. Shall we go to the beach after a long time?”

The beach is littered with bamboo that Chester and Monia split in half, and they scooped up a lot of seawater to fill it.

Since the days are getting hotter, I decided to drop in every now and then to bring some salt.

“I wish I had a lot of salt!”

“That would be nice.”

“There are some desserts that enhance the sweetness with salt. Would it work if salt was sprinkled on the fruit?”

“Will it work? It’s the same sweet.”

“Let’s try it on candy berries!”

At the word candy fruit, Chester looked at Monia with a surprising look.

What happened to Monia, who hated the candy fruit as if she couldn’t eat it after eating it for the first time and was disappointed?

“Five? Do you want to try it?”

When Chester asked with a slight smile, Monia looked away and said.

“Wouldn’t that tasteless thing become delicious if done well? You can get a lot of them, so it would be good to use them.”

Monia just thought that since it seemed like she could see the world again, she should take a look at the things she thought were bad in the past.

Perhaps feeling that, Chester looked at Monia with a slightly dignified look and smiled happily.

“under! ha ha ha.”

“why?”

“No, no.”

‘Use the word use. Did my father feel this way?’

Chester’s father also praised his son for being really great and had a party when he showed that he did not stop at what he taught and even applied it.

It was so bad that Chester was made fun of by his friends the next day, as rumors spread around the neighborhood that my son was a genius.

‘It feels pretty good.’

To Chester, Monia is someone who needs to be taken care of. It was an image of half a person, half an obstruction.

It’s helpful in things that require manpower, but if not, being without it is more helpful than having it.

But things were changing.

He killed a pig with a bat he made himself, said he wanted to learn a bow, and he’s saying he’ll try something again this time.

And that, too, by saying that she would repurpose one of the things she hates so much.

‘It’s a problem, it’s a problem.’

Chester and Monia finished the day’s work outside by laying out rows of clay boards to dry.

Having been out in the heat for so long, I thought to start farming properly tomorrow.

“Let’s go get salt tomorrow.”

“Yes. I hope you don’t ride the soles of your feet… … .”

“You have to move quickly.”

After entering the house, Chester started making claw knives in the workshop, and Monia was making something with bamboo next to Chester.

After splitting only the upper part of the round bamboo, it is flattened by grinding it on a stone board.

After flattening the bamboo as much as possible, he takes out a stone knife.

Since a stone knife is thinner than a claw knife, he thought it would be suitable for such a task.

He takes a stone knife to the bamboo and starts rubbing it.

If you made a groove by rubbing, now make the same groove next to it a little away.

Do the same on the side of the side, keep making grooves again and again.

After making grooves from end to end of the bamboo, I brought a twig of the right thickness to fit Monia’s grip.

After trimming the branches lightly with a claw knife and carving the shape, the upper part of the stick is rubbed to make a groove.

After making a groove just like making a handle for a stone knife or claw knife, Monia brought the bamboo sculpture she had just made and inserted it there.

Monia, who finished by putting the string together in the groove and tying it tightly, blew the powder off the bamboo sculpture with a gust of wind.

“I’m done!”

Monia took the finished product and combed her hair for the first time in a really long time.

made a comb

“hehehe. Shall I brush you too?”

“yes? Why?”

“now. Don’t do that.”

Monia went behind Chester and brushed Chester’s hair.

“How amazing. I’ve been here for so long and my hair isn’t damaged!”

“Is that the same for you?”

“Iknow, right. Why?”

“Among the things we usually eat, there must be food that is good for our hair.”

Chester didn’t care much about that part.

“Hmm? Does it change that much just by eating?”

“A kid who eats well is tall and big, but a kid who doesn’t eat well is short and short. Eating makes a person.”

“Is that why you have smooth skin?”

“Um, I don’t know.”

Chester answered while examining the condition of the sharpened knife.

* * *

The black figure entered the water source of the floating island.

A wide and deep lake created by filtering sea water and collecting spring water in a hole in the towering mountain in the center of the island.

The dark figure that went deep inside grabbed the beautifully shining mysterious stone on the wall with its hand.

The black figure, which smashed the stone into powder with just a light grip, swam out of the water again.

After coming out, they approach the wounded family.

“… … . … … !”

As if performing a ritual, they danced around the wounded family members and said something, then rubbed both palms together to completely pulverize the stones.

And sprinkle the powder on the wounds of the family.

Then, miraculously, the new skin quickly sprouted and the wound began to heal.

After confirming that the family’s wounds were healed, they left the injured family and one animal to take care of them and started moving somewhere.

Spurring the ground with both feet and hands, he went to the enemy who had wounded his family.

for revenge.