"Let's start digging bamboo shoots, but only in this nearby area."
"Yes—"
After Yoshida Reiko had given her instructions, she took out a picnic cloth, spread it on the ground, and sat down to rest before starting any work.
"Ladies, choose the weapon you want," Dubian Che showed them a hoe and a shovel.
Seeing the fierce-looking hoe, both ladies immediately gave up and chose the shovel—there was nothing cute about a rural shovel.
Holding the shovel as if it were a hiking stick, Kiyono Lin tested it and nodded affirmatively.
"That, um, Kiyono, that's for digging." Dubian Che reminded.
"I know," Kiyono Lin said flatly.
Dubian Che, as the sole believer, and the man closest to God himself, naturally understood the deeper meaning of her words:
Say another word and you're dead.
"Meiji, when digging for bamboo shoots, be careful with the shovel like this... What are you doing, my princess?"
"Seeing if it feels right."
