I was reincarnated and became a high elf, but I got tired of the slow life after 120 years

han being strangely tolerant, it is better to have such strict checks than to be lenient when actually handing over the products to the customer.

I can hand over the goods with pride that they have passed the inspection of the fucking Dwarf Master.

Moreover, as the percentage of passing the inspections increased, even if only gradually, I was able to clearly see my progress, and my weak points and areas for improvement had gradually come to the fore.

So this nail-making is really fun, to say the least.

I’m happy that people are pleased when I deliver it to their new homes, and it is also interesting and surprising to discover, when walking around the neighborhood, that nails that I think I made have been used in the construction.

I imagine that if I continue to make nails for another hundreds of years, the houses around me will be rebuilt and most of the nails used around here will be replaced with the ones made by me, and I inadvertently think that such a way of life would be good.

But even if it’s fun now, it’s not clear that I can continue to make nails for a hundred years.

I’m probably going to get bored doing it after ten or twenty years.

After about a month of making nails, my passing rate went up to 30%, and after three months it exceeded 50%.

The blacksmith shop is getting busier and busier, and the number of employees has gradually increased.

The two additional employees were two people, both of whom lived nearby and were housewives with children.

They take turns working one day at a time, three days a week, and the one who is absent also takes care of the children of the one who is working, so they take care of each other’s families.

On my weekly days off, I am occasionally invited to their home to play with their children.

Human children grow up so fast that it is really interesting to watch.

Just by looking at them for the first time in a few weeks, it looks like they have grown, just a little bit, but they are definitely getting bigger.

Their kids adore me, calling me their fucking elf big brother.

However, if they have bad mouths from childhood, they will not grow up to be good adults, so I think it would be better to fix it.

Although the grown-up me and the fucking dwarf master are still twisted and stubborn, so there’s nothing I can do about it.

Recently, I had also dabbled in nail making other than what I had been taught.

For example, yes, a staple nail.

It seems that this world, or at least the town of Viskort, did not have a staple nail or a clamp, and when I made it and showed it to him, the damn Dwarf master’s eyes widened.

Due to technical problems, it’s impossible for me to make a very small one, but even a large one could be used to join pieces of wood together.

Since I started taking on nail making, my work has increased a lot, but at the same time, my salary has increased considerably.

I’m still dependent on Airena, the best adventurer in this town, for most of my living expenses, but it’s about time I really would want to become independent.

She is also an elf, after all, and the little more that she has to take care of me, is seriously very, very long.

I had always planned to rent a house, but now that I had already saved enough money to buy a house, I was now considering buying one.

I think it is safe to live here, because I’m familiar with everyone around me near this blacksmith shop, and the security isn’t that bad.

Airena is currently undertaking a long-term request and is going on an expedition, but when she returns, this time, let’s have a discussion.