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

"Okay," Kestrel whispered. "New spell."

Elder Mochi closed his eyes. "Then we perform the Rite of the Empty Bowl ." "Okay," Kestrel whispered

It was the size of a barn. Its skin was granite. And between its stubby legs—Kestrel refused to look—was the Belly Cave . looking at the starry sky

Kestrel broke the grain in half. Then half again. Then again. Using Splitting Harvest magic, they turned one grain into a thousand—just enough for each person to have three grains. the empty bowl in their lap

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