Reincarnated as a Villager ~ Strongest Slow-life c3

Soojiki’s Note: Still translating Weakest Skeleton. Its more of me being lazy during break and just wanting to catch up with readings, anime, friends, family, etc etc… It should be done soon though. Enjoy these two side projects for now!
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“An-chan, its morning!”[TL: An-chan = big brother]

As my imoutos called me, I awoke from my dream of the other world.

Earlier than usual, I stared at the ceiling as I reminisce about the olden days.

It has already been 10 years since I was born. Since my life has been enjoyable, there has been less times in which I recall the past. Since I’ve become accustomed to living this lifestyle, I do have some lingering affection from my previous world. Yet even now, my memories from the previous world is slowly fading away.

Well, even if I want to return now there’s now way, so I’ll continue living in the present world today.

I left the black wolf’s pelt blanket while grandly stretching.

“It’s rare for An-chan to sleep in. Are you sick?”

As the sun has already risen, the rays leaked through the window.

“Iya, since its earlier than when I usually wake up, I fell back asleep entirely
without noticing it! I’m sick so you better worry!”

My two imoutos, Sapuru became relieved while Mika laughed.

Although they don’t look as beautiful as Mom, they became good hardworking imoutos. As it is, they’ll probably be fine wives since they were raised well. But their husbands have better be too good for them.

“Where’s mom?”

“She already left to the fields”

Farming(for once) fast in the morning. When the sun rises, it coincides with waking. Looking after the fields and animals, and breakfast preparation too, makes it very hectic in our house. We eat what we grow from our fields and raising the animals, as well as our house specialty which is from the fruit trees.

From the mountains are Ramuno, which is similar to j.a.panese persimmons, which are dried and s.h.i.+pped so that we can gain profits.

About now, spring has come so there’s not much work to do. Or perhaps I should say, it’s the time for applying fertilizers and pruning. Its only growing while being natural.

Despite this, waking early to work is part of being in the farmers history as it is with the farmers daughters too. It’s a custom and it’s for the sake of keeping appearance.

Our house is on the end of the village where the closest thing is the highway. The village is completely visible since we lived halfway up the mountains and there’s nothing to do here. It’s enviable as we were ostracized.

“And Toota?”

“He woke up a long time ago and already came back from the mountains”

Toota is the youngest boy being at 5 years old. Mischievous and nimble, he longed to become an adventurer. Because of that, he’s in charge of capturing meat.

“Came back already?”

Becoming 5, if he’s able to move, he’s able to work. It’s this world, iya, more like this time period common sense. At the age of 3, helping with weeding the field is a common scene. If it’s for slaves/servants, from morning until night, they will draw water the river, which is a common sight as well.

“An-chan’s new knife that you gave away. Toota is hugging it while sleeping”

From the back of the mountains I dug up a silver trash and as a test I made a knife. Surprisingly, it came out great, so I handed it over to Toota. It’s a good thing I was given magic!

“Maa, although Toota is just 5 years old, he still a man. Which reminds me…”

When I also received a transformation belt my parents bought me in my previous life, I also slept with it.

“Alright then! Todays a nice day to work!”