Chapter 93
Everyone enjoyed the wine.
Boss-san and Shuri didn't join us. Maybe they don't like alcohol?
...This was far more unexpected than I thought.
Core and the others, carried away by the excitement, are fighting in the plaza for some reason.
The other children are cheering wildly around them.
...Is this wolf fighting instead of dog fighting?
There are a few injuries, too... If I could stop them, I would.
What should I do?
It's over. Thank goodness.
Chai and the others are next, followed by Ai and the others. Why?!
I have no choice but to watch them for now.
Core and the others, come here. You need treatment.
...So Chai and the others can all grow huge, too.
They're incredibly imposing... though perhaps not quite as much as Core and the others.
Ai and the others put up a good fight, but was there a difference in sheer force?
They were being pushed back in the end.
Today was supposed to be a hibernation day... They were sleeping, weren't they?!
Why is Shuri so motivated in this cold weather?
Even the baby ants and tiny ants!
Even Boss-san!
More importantly, when did all of you start drinking?
Are the tiny ants all right? They're in such a state that even calling it a cute little stagger would be an understatement.
...A giant spider versus a giant ant, both staggering around drunk and flinging magic everywhere... I wish they'd stop.
Ah, a baby spider fell into the river... Wait, I'll save you.
Is Karen the quiet-drinking type?
...Don't fall asleep with your face stuck in the wine barrel!
The fluffies and flying lizards are acting as usual, which is a relief.
It really is a relief. Thank goodness.
One-eyed creature, don't go around handing out wine.
Oh, Core and the others are at it again...
It was a good thing I hurried to put up a barrier around the plaza.
There hasn't been any damage. As for the plaza... a few holes aren't a big deal.
The next night, Core was back at the wine barrel... Absolutely not!
I could feel everyone's accusing stares.
I decided to allow alcohol once every seven days.
Explaining it was difficult, but I did my best.
I put seven numbers on a wooden board and reduced the count by one each day. When it reached one, drinking was allowed.
...Don't move the board on your own.
I never expected to have to watch a drunken brawl every seven days.
Could this really go on forever...? Surely not. It should only last until they get used to alcohol...
I had been relieved that food hadn't caused any problems.
To think alcohol would be the hidden pitfall... What a blunder.
...
Snow piled up.
Quite a lot of it, in just one day.
When I was in Japan, it snowed once or twice a year.
Sometimes it snowed too much and caused a lot of trouble, though.
But it never piled up as high as my waist.
The pure white snow is quite beautiful.
Ai and the others, along with Chai and the others, are incredibly energetic.
Boss-san and the others, and Shuri and the others, might really hibernate... No, those guys won't.
Karen is... flying around in the snow... while wrapped in flames.
The first time I saw it, I panicked, thinking Karen was being burned by the fire, but apparently everything is fine.
...It really looks like Karen is being burned, but Karen is all right, right?
Another world really is strange.
Even with snow on the ground, the drunken brawl begins.
Wine isn't bad for their health, is it? I'm starting to worry.
...They look like they're having fun, but watching them... I've gotten used to it.
Today, it's a huge amount of fried chicken and wine.
Fried chicken calls for beer, but since we don't have any, we're having wine instead.
I tried a slightly dry wine this time. This one goes well with fried chicken, too.
Apparently, hibernation is just a break.
Shuri and Chai are brawling.
Shuri occasionally produces black lumps. What kind of magic could that be?
Well, be careful not to get hurt.
The fluffies are enjoying wine as usual, all three of them...?
Three?
There are now more white, round snowballs.
It has small eyes and a mouth that's slightly large compared with its eyes.
...Who are you?
No, don't just stare at me.
...Well, if it's not a problem, I suppose it's fine.
So this one can fly, too.
It came closer, so I gave it a poke... It felt like touching a marshmallow.
Was it a marshmallow, not snow?
...I'm drunk, too.
It looks like I've gained a new companion.
Marshmallow will do, I suppose.