Itsudemo Jitaku Ni Kaerareru Ore Wa, Isekai De Gyoushounin O Hajimemashita - 32 Tabernacle Aina's Past

It was when Aina was four.

The town where I lived at the time was burned by the war.

The house and everything, all the toys that were Eina’s favorites, got ashed.

It was pathetic.

It was pathetic to lose a house full of fun memories.

But the saddest thing was that my father was taken as a soldier.

Everything, it seems, is a thing of national duty.

– I’ll be right back.

That’s what I said and stroked my head, Father.

– Eina, please.

That’s what I said, my father, who cuddled with my mother.

Until the end of the war, it took six months.

Aina still remembers vividly the day the war ended.

Because the whole town was making noise like a festival.

Then it was a year and two years later.

My father hasn’t come home yet.

My mother told me to go to a different town when Aina was six.

Aina disagreed. ‘Cause you do, don’t you?

Aina awaits her father’s return.

And if we go to a different town, my father will be in trouble.

My mother was quietly crying when she saw Aina, who kept saying she would stay stubborn.

I hugged Aina, I was just crying.

Aina loves her mother. I don’t want to see you crying.

So Eina agreed to leave town.

The only luggage is a small backpack and a large backpack.

My mother drew my hand, crossed many borders, and came to Ninolich, on the border.

When I asked my mother why she chose this neighborhood, she replied that there would be no war.

You don’t have to lose someone you care about anymore.

Still, living on the border isn’t easy.

My mother worked an unfamiliar field job, filling her hands with blood beans.

Even the food, it was only a little.

Yet my mother tried to feed Aina a lot, and she only spoke a little.

That happened the second year I moved to Ninolich.

My mother got sick.

My mother, who couldn’t stand up anymore, told Aina she was sorry.

What are you sorry about? It’s up to me to apologize.

Isn’t it all my fault that I made it impossible until this happened?

Eina picked the flowers and obtained permission to do business on the market with no copper coins.

From morning to evening, I sold flowers at the market and walked.

That’s when I met Shiloh.

Shiloh, who bought me so many flowers, not only hired me.

This will make it easier for my mother.

Eina thanked God for everything she knew.

I thank the gods who made me meet Shiloh.

Shiloh used to treat Aina to a very tasty meal.

Aina left only half and took it home to her mother.

My mother just shakes her head to Aina, who tells her to eat because it’s delicious.

Anything, he ate dinner before Aina got back.

I knew immediately that it was a lie.

And yet my mother doesn’t eat hard.

At this time, Eina found out that her stubbornness was her mother’s.

The first salary I got, ten silver coins.

I had decided to use it from the beginning.

‘Cause that’s what Boo Kensha (Adventurer) said.

– The potion will heal everything.

The word became Aina’s hope.

But the town’s pharmacists don’t sell potions.

So Eina called out to the BooKenshas and asked them to sell the potion.

Ten silver coins that Shiloh gave me and 23 copper coins that Eina was saving for my mother.

Many people spoke up to Kansha and I was finally able to get her to sell the potion the other day.

Potion with all the property.

Aina took care of the vial with the potion and ran under her mother.

I lied that Shiloh gave it to me and gave my mother a potion.

But… nothing happened.

Aina was attacked by the feeling of darkening in front of her.

What am I supposed to do?

How can I save my mother from the disease?

Money.

With the money, I might be able to take my mother to the big city and cure her.

Aina has fewer people to rely on than she did.

There’s only one person I can count on.

I was afraid my favorite Shiloh would hate me.

But I was more afraid that my mother, who loved me more, would die.

God, you can hate yourself. But save only my mother.

Aina devours her teeth, scolds her knees about to tremble, squeezes her clothes hem tightly with her hands, and squeezes her natural courage.

“To Eina… please give me some money”

Words spoken ready to be hated and despised.

Yet Shiloh caressed my head gently.