Lunch time is over and it’s time to relax.
There are no rules like a one-hour lunch break, but we take a one hour rest.
Our house has no unrest, and I take pride that we have a good family who had good relations with the rest of the village, but even so it’s not people chatting and laughing everywhere.
When you’re talking about our small world (the village life), most people only have weather or work to discuss. So, an hour is usually enough to talk.
Well, when there is nothing to talk about – you might start to talk about something meaningless, and then Sepuru will return the subject to work.
Therefore, I take things slow after lunch. Well, the rule in my house is to perform some trivial task.
“Brother, are you going to help Yap-chi in the afternoon?”
Sepuru asked this while tidying up.
“I don’t mind, but is there something wrong with Yap-chi?”
Three houses down (about 300 meters away considering it’s the countryside) is the one called Yap-chi, who’s a boy about the same age as Sepuru.
His younger brother goes out to collect timber. His mom looks after the field and animals. His old man is a cage making master. Yap is the oldest of their three sons and two daughters who help out. Well, that’s about the average size for a family of mountain dwellers.
“Auntie is about to give birth and so they’ll need some help.”
Well, nights in a country without entertainment are long. I don’t know whether these kinds of things are a daily occurrence, but from overhearing girl talk, nights can be quite hot and exciting.
“Well, it seems like auntie and uncle have been getting bu-ouch!”
In the middle of my words I was hit in the back of the head by mom with some firewood.
“Mom, What was that for?”
I may have a sturdy body but no likes being hit with firewood.
“What are you trying to teach these kids. Seriously, where did you even get that kind of stuff from.”
Oops. Forgot I’m only 10 years old.
Since there’s no school, there is no sex education either, but it’s a “tradition” for those who’ve experienced it to teach the newbies. This apparent custom is not specific to gender.
Well, even with tradition, for a ten-year-old to talk about it is taboo. However, it became habit grow excited when hearing the girls talk.
“Yes, I am sorry.”
Even though I may look like a brat, I am in my mid-50s inside. Though I had lived a crappy life, I did have experience and knew a thing or two about love. In this rural countryside, my puberty and sexual experience are inferior, and with a new life I must live with my new reality as much as possible.
“Well, I’m going to prepare to go out… Oh, Tota. Confirm the presence of the goblins again. Sepuru, I don’t think so, but if you come across a goblin in the village by any chance, make sure to deal with it.”
A short time ago (ah, maybe just today) she’s been able to handle wolves or hogs like they were nothing to her, though her experience in battle is less than Tota. Therefore, I trained them to make sure they deal the death blow twice just in case (the double tap).
I guess I need to go back to work for the afternoon.