"This doesn't look too complicated." Aoba spoke to no one in particular. He would occasionally turn his head to look at the chart behind him. "Pigs, sheep, cows, chickens..." He looked back into the book to read the next section. By that time, Kuro walked in so he set the book to the side. The fallen angel sat up hearing his nickname and then looked over at the animals. It would be nice to help Kuro feed the animals, but he was determined to do things himself so he wouldn't have to rely on Kuro so much. "I think we should feed them separately. It'll get more done that way." The excuse he used was pretty true. If they both finished without problem, it would give them plenty of time to work on planting the seeds they needed to. And without machines, according to the book, it would probably take a bit of time.
He stood from the barrel he was sitting on and looked at the chart more thoroughly. "I'll feed her," He pointed to the pregnant cow he promised to feed. "And also the birds. So that'll leave you with the sheep, cows, and pigs." Aoba didn't want to end up changing his mind, so he gave Kuro the seed packets and nodded. With that, he turned to grab the clean hay for the cow. He had read the book and each section a few times in order to make sure he got it right. He got two armfuls, or as much as he could carry, and walked over to Mom, setting it down for her. He did this a few times until he was sure she had enough for her amd the baby. She didn't hesitate to start eating. Aoba patted her head gently and smiled. "There you go. Eat all you can."
According to the book and the chart, he picked up the chicken feed and hauled it out to the coop. "Here little chickens." Aoba whistled musically. The sound echoed gently, but Aoba was busy watching the chickens scratch around for food. He spread the feed out so all of them would have a chance to eat and they didn't have to fight for it. He managed to pet one of them that walked up to him. That one had its fill and wandered around until Aoba herded them back into the coop. He had forgotten whether or not the turkeys and chickens could be about together, so he played it safe and got all the chickens in after they had enough exercise.
The turkeys were larger too, so it seemed like they needed more of the space. Aoba continued whistling a tune as he went over to the hut.
