New chapter of Plant Magic Lord is out! (2/2 chapters)

 

 

Approval

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“There is a custom of decorating with flowers in vases and gardens and appreciating plants, but this is something else.” (Elt)

Hold-niisan nodded with a “yeah, yeah”.

Phew… It seems to have met his approval.

“This is a drum… is it? A strange motif is used, but this is uniquely different in its own way.” (Hold)

Hold-niisan pointed exactly at the snare drum.

Yes, perhaps because this drum is wooden, it is not in the way. Surprisingly so.

“That’s right~ Do you get it~?” (Tetetoka)

Tetetoka suddenly approached Hold-niisan. He flinched a little just now.

“Ah, ah… Yes. Also, I feel each has a theme or spirit to it. Mainly soil… or so. It is not random, but there is a sense of harmony and depth.” (Hold)

“Thank you very much~” (Tetetoka)

“…? Y-You’re welcome.” (Hold)

Hold-niisan tilted his head.

Ah, I see. He doesn’t know that Tetetoka was the one who guided this flower decoration.

“Hold-niisan, those flower decorations lined up there are part of Dryad culture. Someone else made them, but the girl beside them has been instructing all along.” (Elt)

“Ehe~” (Tetetoka)

“Wha…!? This…!” (Hold)

He was utterly surprised.

Over there, Lalatoma was watering the Dryads in flowerpots with a watering can.

“Runrun~.” (Lalatoma)

*Splash splash*

The merciless watering was done to the Dryads. No, for the Dryads, it was a reward.

Then, Hold-niisan who witnessed this scene fell silent.

“…” (Hold-niisan)

Now that I think about it, last time he came it was a festival, a special day. This must be the first time seeing the Dryads’ natural ecology.

“Would you like some grass dumpling?” (Tetetoka)

“Ah, ah…” (Hold)

Tetetoka handed grass dumpling to Hold-niisan. And as Hold-niisan received it, Tetetoka took another and started eating first.

“Munch munch…” (Tetetoka)

“…” (Hold)

Hold-niisan then looked at me as if a little tired.

“Is this their daily life?” (Hold)

“Yes.” (Elt)

Yes, is there any better way to say it? Nothing has changed since I met them.

“Elt, you also have your share of troubles…” (Hold)

Hold-niisan said with deep feeling, stuffing grass dumpling in his mouth and chewing.

I think last time he came, Hold-niisan also ate grass dumpling. So, he doesn’t seem to dislike it. Well, grass dumpling is tasty…

“…It’s delicious.” (Hold)

“gulp…  Thank you~.” (Tetetoka)

Then, Tetetoka took one more grass dumpling from her bosom.

And said cheerfully, at her own pace…

“Would you like one more?” (Tetetoka)

“…I’ll take it.” (Hold)

Hold-niisan took another grass dumpling and ate it.

…Did he like it?

Then, Hold-niisan’s eyes moved to the dollhouse.

“Hmm hmm. Properly a Cockatrice. Definitely a Cockatrice. And then the buildings of this village, or rather, the Great Tree.” (Hold-niisan)

“This village was the motif.” (Elt)

“I’m here too~.” (Tetetoka)

Tetetoka pointed at a Dryad doll, a model buried in the ground. Hold-niisan again became silent.

“…” (Hold)

“They’re pretty faithfully represented~ Yes, they make faces like this when buried in soil~” (Tetetoka)

“…Y-Yeah. Being faithful is good. Items like these will surely be popular with children, yes.” (Hold)

His way of speaking seemed a little suspicious.

Well, but he grasped the point. Cockatrices are already popular as items for children. Also popular with adults. This dollhouse further expands that. Even in my past life on Earth, dollhouses were standard toys, and with proper marketing, this should work here as well.

“But it’s intricate. Nothing to complain about as an item for the art festival.” (Hold)

“That was made by Leia.” (Elt)

“Hmm… that Guild Master. She really does good work. Each part is rounded, no sharp points. It’s at a level where children can be given it to play safely.” (Hold)

The slightly rounded shapes of the dolls and houses were not just my imagination. That kind of consideration was impressive.

“Then, this uniform…” (Hold)

Hold-niisan finally looked at the uniform dressed on the wooden mannequin.

*Gulp*

“May I touch it?” (Hold)

“Yes, it’s okay.” (Elt)

After answering, Hold-niisan pressed and touched the fabric. Both the cloth parts and the embroidery. The Cockatrice with colors beautifully expressed, about to spring out. The Healberry held in its right wing. And the letters ‘Village Cockatonia’.

Compared to the first one, the colors of the fabric and embroidery were much better blended. Thanks to the thread made from Wood’s cotton.

“The fabric looks like Marude-cotton, but I can’t tell the thread… Is there thread that blends so beautifully…?” (Hold)

“That is a corporate secret.” (Elt)

“Well, there isn’t an artist who answers straightforwardly when asked how they make it. It feels plant-derived though… splendid.” (Hold)

Hold-niisan, impressed, withdrew his hand from the uniform.

“I’ll ask later what kind of clothes these are. But this is enough for an exhibit at the art festival!” (Hold)

Alright! With this, one big hurdle is crossed. Now it’s about refining the details and proceeding to actual exhibition.

“Yay!” (Tetetoka)

Tetetoka was happy too.

It was her disciple’s work, so she was joyful.

“Would you like some grass dumpling?” (Tetetoka)

“…I’ll take one.” (Hold)

Hmm. Hold-niisan has gotten used to Dryad sensibilities. That’s a good thing, yes.

 

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Since there wasn’t much time, we ended moderately and invited him to my house. Facing each other in the study, we also worked out the future plans.

“I see, Nana will cooperate…” (Hold)

“Yes, so I think transportation won’t be a problem.” (Elt)

“That’s right. There’s also a means of fast travel… I’ll leave that to you. It’s the village’s exhibit, after all.” (Hold)

Hold placed the tea down and took out some papers.

“The schedule of the art festival and invited guests are roughly organized. The detailed materials will be handed by the attendants. There will also be a lavish ball at night.” (Hold)

“Oh ho… sounds good.” (Elt)

Then, Hold-niisan looked at me steadily. There seemed to be a little sadness in his eyes.

…I somehow understood what he was thinking. Surely Hold-niisan and I are closer than we thought… our hearts and souls are close. That is all I can say.

“…Elt, do you intend not to come?” (Hold)

“That is my intention.” (Elt)

 

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