Chapter eight hundred and ninety first go dig wild vegetables
The boy with the broken rope on his body was sitting on the bed, talking boredly and numbly.
"You won't be bored anymore." The blond man looked at him with a sunny and cheerful smile.
"Huh?" Shuji Tsushima tilted his head.
Bourbon thought of another way to torment him...
However, it is not certain who will be tortured at that time.
It can't be him anyway.
Some guy will only reap the consequences.
Let me have a moment of silence for you in advance, Bourbon.
Shuji Tsushima looked at the man with a cheerful smile with subtle eyes, and slowly raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a smile.
"In the next period of time, we have to find the ingredients we eat by ourselves." Toru Amuro said with a smile.
"By the way, this forest is not a hunting ground and hunting is not allowed, so the only things you can eat are wild vegetables, mushrooms, and fish. Don't even think about anything else." He raised his index finger to explain.
"But a guy like you probably can't even tell what a wild vegetable is and what a weed is, right? After all, he is a young master." Then he folded his arms, looked at Tsushima Shuji up and down, and said teasingly.
.
"It doesn't matter if I don't eat." Tsushima Shuji spread his hands and said indifferently.
If he could starve to death, he would also like to try it, but he would not starve to death even if he didn't eat, so he couldn't try it at all.
"No, you must eat." Toru Amuro's smile twisted.
Go dig wild vegetables for me! You little bastard!
When he thought about seeing someone digging wild vegetables with a small shovel, Bourbon couldn't help but laugh wildly in his heart.
"Huh? In that case, you also want to come together, right?" Tsushima Shuji looked at the three adult men and asked meaningfully.
"Wait..." Midorikawa had nothing to say.
"Of course." Toru Amuro said without hesitation, and gave Midorikawa Mu a look.
Don't worry, Scotland, I won't let us be reduced to digging wild vegetables.
Let's go fishing!
Let that little bastard Kaa and Laphrog do the digging of wild vegetables.
Two people in a team is fair.
Green River didn't want to say anything but stopped.
Although I knew in my heart that my friend must have already thought of a plan on how to deal with Kaa, but...
Scotland is not very confident about the success of this plan.
After all, bourbon has never had the upper hand.
Scotland looked at his friend who was smiling very happily, but he couldn't feel happy himself.
I don't know why, but I always have an ominous premonition.
"Let's go and prepare the ingredients for tonight's dinner." Toru Amuro said happily.
Shuji Tsushima slowly got off the bed and walked out following the guy in front of him who looked happy even from his back.
Sora Sakai lives in his own world most of the time, never leaving his headphones, as if the music playing in them is particularly attractive to him.
Murakami Murakami was counting items in front of the counter.
"There seems to be not enough wine, I need to order some..." He murmured looking at the amount of wine.
He looked up when he heard footsteps.
Four figures were walking downstairs. The first one, the blond man who was said to be the eldest brother in the family, looked very happy.
The black-haired, blue-eyed man who was said to be the second oldest man had a gentle and approachable smile.
The red-haired, blue-eyed young man had a rebellious and violent air between his eyebrows, as if he were a delinquent, and he couldn't bear to treat everyone equally. He wore headphones and didn't know what he was listening to.
With slightly curly black hair and iris-colored eyes, with straps wrapped around his body and right eye, the childish and sickly boy seemed to be very happy as he slid down the handrail of the stairs...
Wait? It slipped?!!!
"Guest! Please don't do this! It's very dangerous!" Murakami Murakami shouted immediately.
"Perfect landing, plus ten points, great!" The young man stretched out his arms vigorously and even made a free turn in the air before landing easily.
Murakami Murakami was stunned, and his jaw almost dropped to the ground in surprise.
"Ah...you just said something dangerous? Is there anything dangerous here?" The black-haired and wild-eyed boy approached him and asked with a smile.
"No...no...no." Murakami Murakami stumbled.
"Ah, the four of you are coming down at this time. Do you need any help?" He quickly changed the subject.
It seems that he was not kidnapped. This young man's relaxed and lively attitude is not what a kidnapped person should have.
No need to call the police.
"It's like this. We are going to go out to look for ingredients ourselves, so I want to ask you to borrow some tools..." Toru Amuro said to Murakami Shiro.
"Looking for ingredients by yourself? Ah, I understand." Murakami Murakami nodded and spoke as usual.
People from so-called big cities who come here to stay often make this request.
I thought finding ingredients was a fun and relaxing thing, but in the end I ended up eating the food provided by their hotel.
"Wait a minute, I'm going to get you the tools. You need a fishing rod, a bamboo basket, and a small hoe, right?" He walked towards the room where the tools were kept and spoke as if he had asked hundreds of times.
"Yes." Toru Amuro nodded.
"Here, I wish you a bumper harvest." Murakami Murakami handed the tools to Toru Amuro, with a complicated smile full of the hypocritical politeness of an adult.
It is impossible to have a bumper harvest.
These people don't look like people who can dig wild vegetables. They probably can't even recognize a few vegetables.
But as an adult, Murakami Murakami understands that there are some truths that cannot be spoken.
"Thank you." Toru Amuro took the tool with satisfaction.
The next moment, he hung the bamboo basket on Tsushima Shuji's shoulder.
"You've memorized it, come on." He put the small hoe into Tsushima Shuji's hand, patted the young man's shoulder with encouragement and spoke.
"And you..." Toru Amuro looked at Sora Sakai, who was slightly taller than him and was also an adult, and just handed him the bamboo basket and hoe.
"Okay, you two are in a group, and I'm in a group with Midorikawa, come on." He said in a very relaxed tone, and left the hotel with Mumo Midorikawa who was hesitant to speak and still wanted to stop.
Shuji Tsushima, who was carrying a bamboo basket, looked at the small hoe in his hand and fell into deep thought.
Sora Sakai, who was listening to music on headphones, looked down at the bamboo basket in his hand and the hoe in the bamboo basket, and fell into deep thought.
Did Bourbon say anything before?
What is this going to do?
"What are you going to do next?" Sora Sakai, who was just listening to music and completely ignoring what others were saying, took off one of his headphones and asked Tsujima Shuuji.
"Go...pick mushrooms!" Tsushima Shuji was silent for a moment, then he excitedly raised his small hoe and spoke.
"Collecting...mushrooms?" Sakai Sora frowned and looked at the tools in his hands, deciding what he and Tsushima Shuji would do next.
"Let's make a pot of mushroom soup tonight!" Shuji Tsushima suggested excitedly.