The Story of Demon Hunter

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Looking at the insensitive Natsumi, the three friends could only sigh deeply. Even so, they did not want to clarify everything because they wanted the girl to know it herself.

“Why are you guys looking at me like a stupid girl?”

Looking at the confused and silly looking Natsumi, the three friends shook their heads. At that moment, Hotaru's voice sounded again.

“Indeed stupid girl.”

Hearing that, Natsumi immediately puffed her cheeks. He looked angry, like a little cat stepped on his tail.

“You ... all of you are stupid!”

***

Without feeling it, time just passed. Everything went so smoothly, almost two months passed like running water.

“Satoru-san! Oh ... My friend, Satoru-san!”

The door to the room is open. Takeo's figure walked into the room in a hurry. Looking at Satoru who was sitting on a chair while reading a book, he looked somewhat relieved.

“What's up?” satoru asked with a flat expression.

“Can you come with me later in the afternoon?”

“Why? What's the problem?” ask Satoru.

“One of my classmates was forced to go home because his parents had an accident, needing extra labor to harvest potatoes today. If you can, can you help us?”

Hearing that, Satoru looked towards Takeo with a puzzled expression. Indeed, compared to the other friends, the young man adapted very well. He does every daily task quickly and well, so always get compliments from the teachers.

“Today is just a regular exercise and not too busy, so it should be okay. Later I will let Ono do my part, then ask permission to Mr. Sengoku.”

“Thank you very much, Satoru-san!” takeo said with a cheerful smile on his face.

“Omong-by ..” Satoru pointed at his own face while tilting his head. “Why me?”

“...”

Hearing that, Takeo put on an embarrassed expression. However, that young man did not dare to tell the true reason at all. After all, other than being embarrassing, he was afraid of being hit by Satoru if he said so.

The reason why Takeo invited Satoru was not because his friend was the most relaxed, but the strongest and durable. Other people have limited energy. But he felt that the young man had endless energy. Really hard-resistant physical type!

If Satoru knew the physique that his grandfather trained to be as strong as the special military personnel instead employed as porters, he would be confused to have to cry or laugh. Clearly, just hit once to ease his emotions.

“Is something wrong?” ask Satoru.

“No!” takeo replied with a smile on his face.

“Then let's go to the cafeteria for breakfast. Ono and Manabu must have been waiting there.”

“Good!”

Seeing Satoru who got up and left the room, Takeo immediately wiped away the cold sweat on his forehead. He felt lucky because his friend did not think too much.

After sighing in relief, Takeo immediately caught up with Satoru going towards the canteen.

***

In the afternoon.

“Oi, Takeo.”

Looking at the sight before his eyes, Satoru immediately called out to Takeo with a flat expression on his face.

“A-Is something wrong?” takeo asked with a nervous expression.

“I can't use agricultural tools. Teach me first.”

“...”

Hearing that, Takeo immediately felt relieved. He thought that Satoru was thinking about something else, but it turned out to be different from what he had imagined.

“Mong-by the way, isn't this too broad just for practice? Are you sure there's no problem? We do it in the afternoon, huh?”

“Ugh!”

Hearing Satoru's words, Takeo immediately choked.

As for now, they were completely overwhelmed for the harvest due to the lack of personnel. Not to mention, the person they could rely on the most now had to go home due to an urgent matter.

“Sorry!” Takeo immediately bowed with a sour expression.

“It's okay.” Knowing what Takeo meant, Satoru nodded lightly. “Then teach me to help immediately.”

“B-Good!”

After that, Takeo directly taught Satoru using various tools. He also explained everyone's duties, and introduced the young man to other friends.

After getting the teachings from Takeo, Satoru stroked his chin with a serious expression.

“This will not be resolved in this afternoon.”

Hearing Satoru's words, those people let out a long sigh. One of them also agreed.

“True. I guess it's impossible to finish it in one afternoon.”

“Then what should we do?”

“Should we ask the help of people in the surrounding village or other friends?”

“No. If caught by the supervising teacher, we will really be in trouble.”

“...”

Listening to those people, the thinking Satoru with his eyes closed suddenly opened his eyes. Looking around with a serious expression, the young man finally opened his mouth.

“I understand your problems. If you may know, when will these potatoes be shipped?”

“Lusa, right in the morning,” reply Takeo.

“Then it's easier.” Looking at the confused people, the young man raised the corner of his lips. “We still have enough time. If can't finish it once, then we have to split it.”

“You mean today and tomorrow afternoon? Of course we've thought about it, but it's still busy. Not to mention, we have to sort and take care of other things.”

“What if instead of dividing it into two ... but three?”

Hearing Satoru's words, the people immediately looked at each other with question-filled expressions on their faces.

Meanwhile, Takeo suddenly realized something.

“You mean ..”

“Yes! There's still morning hours. Before class starts, we can finish it. So, instead of directly completing something impossible, we will divide it into 1/3, collect it according to batch.”

Hearing Satoru's simple but reasonable explanation, people's eyes immediately sparkled. In the end, they all agreed with the young man's proposal. Even had Satoru lead them in this time.

After that, everyone started doing their own tasks.

Satoru and two others began digging potatoes with comb rakes, then let the potatoes that had been removed be taken and selected by the people who did the task. They also collected the dried-up parts of the potato tree and removed them.

At work, Satoru could not help but look at the potatoes that had been removed from the ground. Looking at potatoes of various sizes and shapes, as well as some that were deformed due to being exposed to the rake made him somewhat confused.

“Is it usually like this? Not that potatoes will ripen when each of them reaches a certain size?” ask Satoru.

“Mana no.” Takeo shook his head. “In fact, there are quite a number of potatoes that are not good enough to sell on the market. Even if it is sold, the price must be low.”

“...” Satoru nodded lightly.

“They are also living creatures, so it is even strange if everything can grow to the same size and shape. However, people who buy will usually leave the shape of a defect like this,” Takeo said while wiping his sweat.

“Iya. It feels the same!” reply to his groupmate.

Hearing their conversation, Satoru picked up a small potato with a bad shape and was injured by a rake. Observing him for a while, the young man immediately thought.

‘Small, weak, and disabled ..’

‘They are also trying to grow big, but can't. But in the end it remains considered as garbage.’

Sighing deeply, Satoru muttered in a voice that only he could hear.

“The world is cruel. It is not just humans who are always judged and forced to get better. In fact, living as a potato has its own difficulties.”

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