Survive on a Deserted Island With the Villainous Young Lady

20 – Finding Food (3)

Chester and Monia went into the woods and brought a lot of tree branches.

“I’ll make it, so you can watch it from the side and copy it.”

“Yes.”

“And what you need to know first.”

Chester grabbed a twig and bent it straight.

Monia thought the twig would break, but the twig didn’t break and kept bending until it turned into a circle.

“Isn’t that great?”

“Hey, how?”

“It doesn’t break easily unless it’s originally a dry branch. Of course, there are also some that are more flexible.”

Monia asked, nodding her head.

“But what do I need to know?”

“Ah, give it your strength when you do it.”

“Yes? Is that all?”

“yes.”

Saying that, Chester first grabbed the twigs he had cut into a bundle and tied one end together with a rope.

Monia saw it and followed it.

Chester brought a twig fastened into a ring and held it to the end of the bundle he had tied.

I grabbed a twig, opened it slightly from the bundle, attached it to a ring, and tied it tightly with a thin rope.

When this was repeated on all the branches forming the bundle, the bundle formed a wide open shape before anyone knew it.

Now make a slightly larger loop from there, then put it back into the bundle.

“Repeat this.”

Make the third largest loop and tie it, then make a similar size loop to the second loop and put it through and tie it.

By repeating this, a thin, pointed oval trap was created.

“Ugh! profit!”

While Chester finished making the basic frame for the trap, Monia was still clenching her teeth and bending the branch.

“Huh!”

Monia held her breath and bent the branch with such force that her face turned red, but the problem was that she couldn’t hold on to the bent branch with one hand.

The moment I let go of one hand to take the rope to tie and fix the loop I made, the tree branch escapes from the grip that has released its strength.

“Kyaaak!”

The twig that was freed from its grip grazed Monia’s cheek and fell to the floor.

“It just loosens because it is made into a loop.”

“Then what do you do?”

“In a loop, come on, like this.”

Chester crossed branches in the middle of the loop as he made the loop.

“Cross it like this and keep rolling.”

While re-rolling the crossed twigs, take out the twigs that were crossed and twisted in the loop made earlier and hang them.

When the twig got caught in the loop, the loop did not unravel and held its shape even though Chester held it lightly with one hand.

“how?”

“Oh oh.”

Monia, who saw that, quickly followed it.

Chester smiled at Monia, and arranged the entrance of the trap that was opened so that the fish could enter, opposite to the end of the trap that was blocked by tying branches tightly together.

The most important thing in the trap is the bait.

You need a bait that will attract the fish, and it’s important that the bait doesn’t slip out of the pot.

Chester decided to use the intestines of an unknown creature he was grilling as bait.

I don’t have the heart or liver because I’ve already roasted them, but I’ve set aside the other organs to use as trap bait.

“Where are you going?”

“To get the bait.”

In the case of bait, I left it on the beach because I was afraid that animals would attract it if I left it close to the forest.

Closer to the beach, Chester brought a large leaf which he had placed on a rock near the beach.

“Ugh?! Whoa!”

Monia, who thoughtlessly looked at the leaves Chester brought, was horrified to see the pink and white lumps of unidentified meat in it.

“town!”

Monia, seeing the internal organs of a creature for the first time, couldn’t stand it when she saw the internal organs that smelled bad because they had been damaged by sunlight and moisture for a while.

“Are you okay?”

While Monia retched, Chester ripped open the leaves and rolled up some of the entrails.

“Ehh.”

Even though he vomited, he ate almost nothing, so nothing came out, so it stopped quickly, and Monia saw Chester stepping on the leaves-wrapped intestines.

“What are you doing?!”

“I want the smell of meat to spread well.”

Chester takes a bundle of leaves containing crushed entrails and takes a thin stem and ties it to the inside of a trap.

“This way the fish won’t be able to eat the bait.”

“… … Are we eating the fish that ate it?”

“Isn’t it obvious? They’re big, so I’ll be sure to gut them. Don’t worry, there’s nothing to eat.”

“Yes… … to?”

Monia agreed for a moment, then looked at Chester with a face that said she had heard a strange sound.

“Hey, because you’re so big, you’re putting on intestines?”

“You don’t have to apply the guts of the little guy.”

Both fish and snakes, if they are small in size, can be eaten without guts and without grilling.

Creatures that can be eaten raw when there is no strength enough to make a fire, or in an environment where a fire cannot be made, are a precious resource.

“That, just eating such disgusting things!”

“Even if you eat it, you won’t die, so you can eat it.”

“Something is that! I can’t!”

“Ugh.”

Chester looked at Monia for a moment with eyes that saw the pitiful world.

“Make your pot well. I will give you all the fish I caught with that trap.”

“… … !”

At those words, Monia was motivated.

It seems that he quickly forgot the part about using the intestines as bait.

Chester looked at the clumsy trap Monia was making and took twigs and tied them together.

At the other end, make a small loop and tie it to make the branch into a cone shape, then insert the bark into the branch and weave it.

The bark was lightly woven to maintain the conical shape of the branches, and the ropes tied at the ends were cut.

Then the tip split open and the branch changed from a cone shape to a funnel shape.

“What is that?”

“This serves as a trap to keep the fish out. The fish can come in this way, but make it difficult to go out the other way.”

Chester inserted the funnel into the trap opening, then took a twig and weaved it through the trap and funnel.

Cross the branch through the funnel and the hook of the trap and fix it, fixing the funnel to the trap and at the same time filling the large gaps in the trap.

And to prevent the funnel from falling out, lightly finish it by tying it with tree bark.

“done.”

“Is that the end?”

“yes. And here… … .”

“It’s over!”

Chester brought a bunch of thin twigs with leaves and weaved them all over the trap.

Then the trap turned into a small bush.

“This is the real end.”

“Um, so, like this here… … .”

Monia remembered Chester’s process of making a trap and followed it.

“Ummm, uhm… .”

In fact, it was not too difficult to imagine the structure just by looking at the shape of the trap.

After completing the basic frame of the trap, Monia showed it to Chester with a satisfied face.

“How is it!”

“yes. It’s fine.”

“Ehehehehe.”

“Now put the bait.”

“… … .”

Monia shuts her mouth and turns her head at the word asking for bait.

Chester held out the leaf containing the intestines to Monia.

“Kyaaa!”

When I held it out, Monia jumped backwards in fright.

“Oops.”

Chester turned his head toward the beach when he saw Monia tripping, the hem of her skirt rising as she tripped and hit her head on the floor.

Next, I looked at the long rope I had told Monia to twist.

Actually, it would have been nice to use a vine, but I just asked Monia to twist a long rope to do the job.

I also thought that Monia would know the joy of work and work harder if she could achieve results with the rope she braided.

‘But can I do it?’

Chester’s purpose was to make nets.

Making a net and throwing it into the sea.

That way, the fish would be caught in the net while the island moved through the night, and they would be harvested in the morning.

Of course, it wasn’t that Chester didn’t know how to make a net.

I have often caught fish using a net in the river while playing with friends.

However, nets used in rivers are easy to make because you only need to block the flow of the river, but isn’t that the case with the sea?

So I didn’t know if it would work or not.

‘I hope it goes well.’

“I’m done!”

As Chester was thinking, Monia lifted the finished pot with an excited expression.

Then, liquid flowed from the bait bag in the trap and poured onto Monia.

“Kyaaak!”

“Be careful.”

Chester, who supported Monia with one arm as she was about to fall in surprise, took the trap as well as the leaves with the insides still remaining, rolled into a circle.

“Well, why are you taking that?”

“Did you tell me? It makes a trap.”

“Yes? Wasn’t that what you said?”

“no. Traps are also traps, but traps aren’t the only thing left alone. It’s good to set a lot of traps.”

Originally, a trap is something you don’t know if it will work or not.

“If you set the trap, now you just wait. Please, please, I’m praying that when I check the trap the next day, there will be prey caught.”

“It’s boring.”

At Monia’s words, Chester laughed out loud.

“Even lions fail to hunt rabbits? That’s what nature is.”

“Yes? I hope.”

“The reason why lions use all their might when hunting rabbits is because they can only hunt rabbits with all their might.”

The two went to the river and set up a trap by hanging it between stones so that the trap would not flow down.

Next, Chester led Monia into the woods.

To the forest of the floating island that Monia, who had only been to and from the villa and the river so far, had never been to.