The Strongest Farmer in Another World ~I'm a "Farmer", Not a Demon King! ~ - Chapter 568
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The Strongest Farmer in Another World ~I’m a “Farmer”, Not a Demon King! ~
Chapter 568 I want you!
“Ah, there you are. My apologies.”
“…?”
“So, I wanted to ask, have you sensed anything strange from that monstrous tree-like creature?”
“…”
However, despite my attempts to engage, Lilia simply puffed out her cheeks and glared at me. Yet, even so, I wasn’t afraid, and rather found her expression cute. Not in a romantic or gendered sense, but in the way a small animal might be considered cute.
But it was clear she was angry, and in the face of Lilia’s attitude, I sighed and spoke again.
“I can understand why you’re being sulky, but just answer already.”
“Mmm~! Is just seeing someone naked all you remember!? You should offer something more, like, I don’t know, a thank you or an apology!”
“But you’ve barged in on me in the bath before, haven’t you? Even though it’s quite spacious, it’s not like it hasn’t happened several times already, so isn’t it a bit late to be bothered now?”
Certainly, if I accidentally saw a woman naked, I might be at fault, but honestly, in her case, it feels a bit too late for this. After all, what’s the point of someone who intrudes on you naked in the bath suddenly getting upset about being seen naked?
“That wasn’t me taking a bath with you, it was Flora! Besides, baths are meant to be taken naked! It’s completely different!”
Even on Earth, in parts of Europe or America, it’s normal for men and women to bathe naked. In fact, it might even be considered abnormal to view it with erotic intent. Lilia probably has that kind of perception as well. Probably.
“We may have both been naked, but I don’t care now, so stop caring.”
“You definitely care! Because being naked is like… that! You know… right!?”
“No, I don’t get it.”
But still, why is she suddenly so flustered… huh? Could it be that she’s embarrassed because she’s gained some knowledge about sex? During this journey, she’s been with Granny for quite a while, and she’s been around the brothel troops under the old lady’s command, too.
Come to think of it, the bath incident was over half a year ago.
But if that’s the case, is she only now hitting puberty? Well, maybe she just hadn’t understood sexual matters until now.
“Well, anyway—”
“It’s not just ‘well, anyway’! It’s a thank you! Give me a thank you!”
“A thank you? Like ‘thank you for showing me’? Isn’t it an apology?”
“…Give me an apology! Compensation! I won’t forgive you until you give it to me!”
“Such a hassle…”
“I want to move the conversation forward now, but to be held up like this…”
But since it’s a fact that I did something wrong, I guess it can’t be helped. If it’s about compensation or whatever, and that’s what it takes to smooth things over, then I’ll go along with it.
“Well, it can’t be helped. So, what do you want as compensation? Money? Water?”
It’s kind of absurd to offer both money and water as compensation, even though I’m the one saying it. Normally, it would sound like a crazy thing to say. I think if the other person is an elf, they’d usually choose water over money.
“Huh? Um… well, um…”
“If you haven’t decided, don’t say anything.”
“I-I’ve decided! Um, um… let’s see…”
That reaction definitely screams ‘I haven’t decided anything.’
“If you want compensation, I’ll give it to you later, so there’s no need to decide anything right n—”
“Excuse me, may I interject?”
There’s no need to decide, I was about to say, but at that moment, Granny cut in and began whispering to Lilia.
“Hmm? What is it, Granny? …Hmm hmm. …Ah!”
“So, have you decided?”
“Yes! I want you!”
“Alright, alright. Once this is over, I’ll give it to you—wait, what?”
“What’s that?”
“Heheh! With that, I’ll forgive you!”
Lilia seemed satisfied, as if she had come up with the perfect compensation, but wait, what did she just say? “I want you”? Is she serious?
It’s clear that the whisper from Granny was the cause of this, so I turn my gaze towards her, but she’s just grinning. It’s quite remarkable how relaxed she seems to be in this situation, but from that grin, I can’t shake this uneasy feeling.
Realizing it would be pointless to ask the old lady, I turn back to Lilia and speak up again.
“…Ah, Lilia. I want to ask you something. What do you mean by saying that?”
“Huh? What? Is something wrong?”
“Everything seems wrong to me…”
“Lilia. Are you proposing to Vesnar-sama with that? Is that what you’re saying?”
As I stumble over my words, Sofia interjects with a question to Lilia.
Thank you, Sofia. That’s it. What I want to know.
Saying “I want you” to someone is nothing but a proposal. But I can’t imagine Lilia saying something like that, and it feels like she’s misunderstanding something in a big way. Probably the old lady’s fault, as usual.
“A proposal? You mean that thing, where you say ‘let’s get married’ to someone you like?”
“Is that not it?”
“Why would I propose to you?”
“Saying ‘I want you’ is the same as asking someone to marry you.”
“…………Whaaaaaat!?”
“Don’t act surprised now.”
But well, judging from this reaction, it’s just a plain mistake, as I expected.
I don’t know what her original intention was, but it seems like she just messed up her choice of words.
That being said, it’s probably the old lady who led her to this misunderstanding.
Looking at the old lady, she’s trying to suppress her laughter, but chuckles still escape from the corners of her mouth.
“By the way, what did you mean by that?”
“Huh? …Well, because if I have him, he’ll play with me anytime, and I’ll get water, and I’ll get his subordinates too, so it’s all good, right?”
“Hmm. It’s quite a delicate relationship, isn’t it? …Boy. Maybe you should just be serious about it?”
The culprit, the old lady, casually suggests this, but I wish she wouldn’t.
“What do you mean by ‘serious’? Stop it. I don’t want to.”
“But considering your relationship with the elves, I think you’ll end up with the same result sooner or later.”
That might indeed be the case… In fact, we’ve already discussed something similar before. I’ve heard it mentioned before, and I understand that it might happen eventually.
But…
“We’ll cross that bridge when we come to it. It’s something to think about a hundred years from now.”
I’ll probably still be alive by then, and Lilia too, presumably. By that time, we’ll have matured, and maybe marriage… well, it might be more bearable. …It should be.
So, if we’re going to think about it, let’s do it then.
“???”
It seems that Lilia doesn’t understand the meaning behind the exchange between me and Granny. She tilts her head and stares at me intently.
Watching her reaction, I can’t help but feel exasperated.
“It’s obvious from your reaction, but just to confirm, you simply made a mistake earlier, right? You must have a different true desire, so think about it and let me know.”
If she made a mistake, I can still easily retract or redo it. I can change the compensation to something else, and that’s what I should do.
So, to move the conversation along, I casually asked Lilia.
But perhaps that wasn’t a good move.
Children, when looked down upon or mocked by someone close or rival-like, sometimes stubbornly cling to their pride with a “I can do it too” attitude, and even adults can be like that.
Maybe because of my exasperated attitude towards Lilia’s blunder, she became indignant and suddenly shouted out.
“N-no… That’s not it! I didn’t make a mistake! Am I wrong!? I’m not wrong! I… I want you! I’m definitely not mistaken, aah!”
“Shut up. Don’t shout so loudly.”
Lilia’s sudden outburst echoes around us, and I grimace at the unexpected volume.
This would make it pointless to hide in the bunker, and it would disturb our resting comrades.
So, I cover Lilia’s mouth with my hand.
“…Haa. Well, let’s leave that for when things calm down. Right now, I have something else I want to ask.”
As her shouting stops and she seems to calm down a bit, I remove my hand and try to ask about the main topic, but…
“No! I haven’t gotten the compensation promised yet!”
She still seems stubborn, and this time, she’s not letting it slide or be brushed off easily. She’s quite persistent.
“Compensation, is it? Right now? …There’s no point in being stubborn. Think about it more carefully—”
“Is that all you’re offering for compensation?! My wish hasn’t changed! Hand yourself over to me!”
“…Sigh. If you haven’t changed your mind after a hundred years, then…”
“You said it! This is a promise!”
“Sure, sure. Promise, promise.”
Well, anyway, feelings can easily change after a hundred years. Children’s minds are fickle, after all.
“Alright! I didn’t make a mistake!”
Seemingly satisfied with pushing through her own mistake and opinion, Lilia beams with satisfaction.
While it all started with my fault, I’d like to complain about being dragged into this mess, but saying so might just make things more troublesome, so I’ll refrain.
More importantly, right now, I need to gather any information I can to deal with this situation. That’s why I was looking for Lilia in the first place.