-rpg- -crotch- We Have No Rice- -magical Farming Survival Rpg- -

Kestrel smiled, looking at the starry sky, the empty bowl in their lap, and the new quest glowing on their arm:

That night, Kestrel used Rice Recall for the first time. A single bowl appeared. White. Fluffy. Steaming.

The stomach walls convulsed. White blood cells shaped like angry soybeans oozed from the walls. But these weren't warriors—they were digestive enzymes . One touch, and Kestrel would dissolve into nutrient paste. Kestrel smiled, looking at the starry sky, the

Kestrel grabbed the grain.

The Crotch of the World was exactly as embarrassing as it sounded: a humid, shadowed valley shaped like a pelvis. Moss hung like unwashed hair. And in the center, snoring, lay the . Fluffy

"The southern paddies have been overrun by Hunger Hares ," Kestrel said, staring at the floor. "Giant rabbits with teeth like sickles. They… they took the last seedlings."

Kestrel reached for it.

"And if we fail?"