Plant Magic Lord 229 – Team Name

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Team Name

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The two of us proceeded with the design at full speed. That said, it was Stella who was doing the drawing. However, she was far more skilled and faster at it than me.

“It seems that except for the cockatrice, everything else becomes as it appears…!” (Stella)

Once again, Stella tilted her head. It seemed she could not get convinced about the Healberry. We had already decided on the composition: the cockatrice in the center, holding a Healberry in its right wing. But apparently the balance was still unsatisfactory for her. We needed to decide exactly where and how large to draw the cockatrice and Healberry.

“In that case, should I create various things for you?” (Elt)

“Various… you say?” (Stella)

Using the [Healing Fruit], I made multiple Healberries appear on the table. Normally they would all be about the same shape, but this time was a little different. I deliberately created them in varying sizes. The difference between the large and small ones was more than double.

“Creating them unevenly like this is actually less efficient in terms of mana, so I normally do not do it. However, as models, they might be useful, no?” (Elt)

“Yes…! Thank you very much!” (Stella)

For things produced by plant magic, there seemed to be an optimal size, and creating them outside that range lowered efficiency. Producing a Healberry twice the usual size required nearly ten times the mana. I had thought there was no point in that, but perhaps for modeling purposes, this was better.

Stella rolled the Healberries around and peered closely at them with a serious expression.

“Fumu…” (Stella)

“How is it? Shall I create a few more?” (Elt)

“No, rather,” (Stella)

At that moment, there was a sound from the bath. It seemed Dia and the others had gotten out.

“Piyo! It was good hot water, piyo!” (Dia)

“Wau. I bathed so long I feel soggy.” (Marcosias)

“Ugo, you still have spots you did not wipe…” (Wood)

The children came thumping into the living room. They all looked warm and cozy.

And then, Stella stared intently at Dia.

“How perfect…!” (Stella)

“Piyo?” (Dia)

Stella slid off her chair, picked up Dia, and gently placed her on the table.

“Piyo. There are a lot of pictures of companions, piyo.” (Dia)

“Yes, due to urgent and unavoidable circumstances, could you please hold this Healberry up like this?” (Stella)

“Piyo? Like this, piyo?” (Dia)

Dia held up the Healberry Stella handed her in her right wing.

Cute.

But perhaps the Healberry was too small. We would have to pursue balance more.

“Yes…! No, this is not it.” (Stella)

“This larger one seems better.” (Elt)

“Yes, this one.” (Stella)

“Piyo?” (Dia)

I swapped Dia’s Healberry for a larger one. Fumu. This balance was better.

“This is good! Inspiration is surging up endlessly!” (Stella)

“I’m glad, piyo!” (Dia)

Stella buried her face in Dia’s fluffy stomach.

“Ugo Ugo, are you making clothes?” (Wood)

“Ah, you guessed right. I was thinking of making clothes for wild ball.” (Elt)

“Ugo, for the art festival then…” (Wood)

“You’ll have to hurry quite a bit.” (Marcosias)

“That is the plan. We must decide the design as soon as possible.” (Elt)

On the back side, what was needed was the uniform number, which should not take much time. The rest was the team name. A uniform could not do without a logo mark and team name.

“…Are there baseball teams in Hell?” (Elt)

I did not really know why I asked that. But among us, the only one likely to have baseball knowledge was Marcosias. Marcosias rested her head lightly on the table.

“There are, you know. Inferno Demons, Turkmenistan Hellgate, Yomi Ravens… lots of them.” (Marcosias)

“There are that many…!?” (Stella)

Stella lifted her face from Dia’s stomach and looked at Marcosias with shining eyes.

“Demons in Hell have too much free time, so they play any sport. In fact, I… think I was the stolen base king.” (Marcosias)

“I can believe that…” (Elt)

If she used super acceleration, it would be done in one go. Perhaps other demons had super pitching or super fielding.

“Next, for identification, we need a team name. Even a temporary one.” (Elt)

“Ugo Ugo, something related to this village?” (Wood)

“As much as possible, that would be best.” (Elt)

Professional baseball team names were usually a combination of the region or organization name and an animal name.

“Healberry Cockatrice is… too on the nose.” (Stella)

My heart jumped. That was exactly the name I had been considering. Too simple after all.

“It’s better to avoid common nouns, you know.” (Marcosias)

“Muu, you have a point.” (Elt)

Yes, a team name was better if it was not just a simple noun.

“How about Cockatania Village?” (Marcosias)

“Ah, that is quite good.” (Stella)

“That has a nice ring to it, piyo.” (Dia)

Ohh, not bad. Cockatania was one way of saying cockatrice, an older term. I had read it in Monthly Piyo.

“It can also be paired with those various things Leia mentioned.” (Marcosias)

“Ugo, schemer…” (Wood)

“You have thought this through…!” (Stella)

The script of this world was close to the alphabet. Stella swiftly ran her brush.

“Cockatania Village, there.” (Stella)

Elegant handwriting… so fine you had to narrow your eyes to read it. Ah yes, when Stella got carried away writing, it became like an ancient manuscript. When calm, her writing was legible.

“…Father, you should write it too.” (Marcosias)

It seemed she had thought the same as me, for she handed me paper and brush.

“Cockatania Village… there.” (Elt)

I wrote swiftly, slightly in cursive. Dia, looking at my writing, nodded piyo-piyo.

“Pretty, piyo.” (Dia)

“As expected, Lord Elto’s writing is easy to read and dignified…!” (Stella)

“Ah, thank you…” (Elt)

A little embarrassing. At my parents’ house, I was trained in writing, so I was fairly skilled. The slightly rounded style was due to my family; the Nagash family’s script was like this. It was unique to this world that historic noble houses each had their own distinctive style.

After several clean copies, we fixed the letter balance. At the same time, Stella drew the cockatrice, joint work. It was quite late at night when we finished, but the result was a fine design. In the center, an adorable cockatrice holding a large Healberry in its right wing. And under the cockatrice, rounded letters spelling “Cockatania Village”.

Fumu, not bad, is it?

“…It is complete.” (Elt)

The next step was to actually sew it. Stella also said she would help, but to make the various test pieces, we would need tools and materials. Each part of the design had to be recreated with thread, and we did not have the tools for that at home, so we would have to borrow them.

“I can do it as well, but as a premise, the one who has the tools and materials is…” (Stella)

“Yes… it must be her.” (Elt)

The best seamstress in this village.

An Adventurer Guild master who was always wearing a cockatrice hat and constantly making plush dolls. Saying this, I was starting to lose sight of her main profession. But other than Leia, there was no one else.

 

Territory Information

Place Name: Healberry Village

Baseball Team Name: Cockatania Village

Special Facilities: Adventurer Guild, LargeTree Tower (with soil bath), underground plaza inn, Cockatrice Great Bathhouse, Cockatrice boat mooring station

Total Population: 243

Tourism Level: B (soil bath, fantastical underground space, elven cuisine restaurant)

Fishing Level: B (rainbow fish breeding, broth made from scales, Marudehotate)

Ranching Level: C (cockatrice sisters, cockatrices with glowing eyes)

Demon King Level: D (demon Maru-wanchan, red super acceleration)

 

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