Garudeina Oukoku Koukoku Ki

Bard note:

Tomorrow is the last day the poll for the next novel translation-project will be open.

Enjoy this one!

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Relaxation sometimes works

Author note:

Still, MOFU!

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After mofu’ing Tina, Georg went to inspect the delivery of the prototype net and ship to the fishing industry.

Naturally, we are not going there without Tina of the fishing department. Tina, who regained her sanity in a panic and returned from a disrespectful state, received the net and ship and instructed her subordinates.

Fortunately there were no complaints directly to Tina, but her subordinates seem to have complained mildly about the circ.u.mstances they heard from the woodwork and iron industries.

The moment someone murmured “Were you enjoying yourself just now?”, Tina remembered my sympathy from moments ago and became red as a tomato.

But when he was murmuring “Georg-sama…………everyone is bullying you Tina……”, he luckily got caught by Tina’s tears before he could make a complaint to me. I am miserable too. The licking and mofumofu’ing of ears is unintentional and inevitable. I can’t help it. And Ferris always gets angry with me.

Getting back to the subject.

Anyway, I had invented this ship which the wood and iron industry manufactured, and the ship has finally entered the testing stage. From now on, we will investigate reports and requests from the fishing industry so that we can operate and build better ones. Of course, I am willing to give answers and advice whenever they ask for it, and one day I would like to make large boat trips with this technology. I still don’t know when that can be done, since it’s a plan that is still formless and invisible.

Georg left the place after watching the preparations for delivery and operation for about an hour. Today’s work is all done, so Georg went to the favorite plaza in the recently made city center. There, there is the heaven of Georg.

“Ah, it’s so ticklish…”

“Oh…..Cut…….”

“Nyaa……..ha…”

“Ahhhhh……”

“Georg-sama! Please do me too!”

“Oh, and me!”

Currently, Georg is buried in the square, in a pile of beastmen who were taking a break in the afternoon.

A small mouse boy got up right in front of Georg and a fox-tribe girl"s tail was hugged from behind, while a wolf-tribe one was sitting with its back to Georg. A leopard-tribe person had their beautiful and supple tail curled around Georg’s neck. And the people who couldn’t come close were trying to appeal frantically from outside the pile.

   (TN: A j.a.panese saying meaning being surrounded by women)

Georg is secretly excited, but he is using his usual gentle smile on the outside.

This sight has recently been regularly seen, once a week. Originally Georg had politely responded to each one to do it one by one, but when he was combing the hair of a rabbit-tribe girl about one week ago, a wolf-tribe woman simultaneously attacked him, and everything turned into a mess.

She said, “Recently you have been neglecting me. I could not get this for a while, so I couldn’t endure it anymore.” It was a disaster that Georg said OK normally, no, not a disaster, it was a success!

If more than one girl tries to get to Georg, there is limited s.p.a.ce. And when it’s time for Georg to come to this square in his spare time again, no one hesitates. As a result, these people were mofu’ed like dumplings.

“Hey Nathan!! Haven’t you been there all the time! Hand that place over to me soon!” (Rabbit-girl)

“Huh, I am just here because Georg-sama still strokes me.” (Rat-boy)

“Guards do not quarrel, it will surely put a responsibility on the captain. Look, I will switch you.” (Georg)

“Huh….huh….” (Rabbit-girl)

The son of a rat-tribe man…..The young boy in front of me leaves and the girl of the rabbit-tribe comes into the gap that was left.

“Do it gently please, won’t you?” (Rabbit-girl)

“Leave it to me. I’ve recently become accustomed to this.” (Georg)

“Some way of speaking….ah!” (Rabbit-girl)

When the girl’s long bushy rabbit ears got gently rubbed by my hands, she raised such a loud voice.

“Is this fluff here good?” (Georg)

“My older brother….” (Ferris)

Although Ferris said something to me in a disgusted voice, I do not reply since I know that these situations are unfavorable for me. No, I did complain this time:

"Is Ferris not going to enjoy her evening!?” (Georg)

Because there is a possibility that the other beastmen have fainted in my hands, they couldn’t say anything.

Besides, I do not dislike this spectacle itself, as it is a symbol of peace.

People who have been oppressed are smiling, those who have been killed in emotions are laughing like this, sometimes fighting and frowning or having lonely expressions. Who would have thought that such a sight could ever been seen in their lives, no one here would have.

Georg is the one who accomplished this, a brother, and a parent. Everyone is proud and yearning for him, thus opening their hearts.

Georg is smiling happily, being ma.s.saged by the attacks that are increasingly intense. The people are happy for them to encourage him, who is gentle but severe, and are happy that he will calmly spend time for them this way, for everyone who had a broken heart and spirit.

As usual, this sight continued until break-time was over.