Seiun wo Kakeru

After Dante and Franco left, a breathtaking microphone stopped by.

There is something refreshing floating around in my expression with my depression cleared up.

"It feels good."

"Instead, it's gone bad."

"I don't mind. Something's wrong, I'm not the only one who won't shut up."

Says Mike with a glimpse of guillotine.

As the swordswallowing language suggests, the villagers' emotions would be quite sinister.

Today's commotion must spread in an instant.

You've been a pain in the ass, and Agee wanted to hold her head.

You don't have to be hostile anywhere from the start.

Anyway, if we can be strangers as long as we can today, we'll have to stick our faces together in the future.

I was going to do it well, but the result is the opposite.

Then there was blood on my head.

Mike put his hand on Age's shoulder, prefaced with the margin of what the hell was wrong with Age, more than that.

"Isn't that awesome? What the hell is that move? You've done that a lot."

"Because I was doing judo. I haven't done it in a long time, but it's what my body remembers."

"Judo?"

"If you're in the art of shooting a bow, bow. It's the name of a technology that throws or tightens opponents."

"Is that what you were training for? You didn't happen to."

It was difficult to explain Judo to a culture without clear martial arts.

But if you're a hunter, you practice bows.

Explaining the analogy, Mike looked very impressed.

Like this, and so on, imitates Age's movements.

I guess the motor nerves are good originally, the movement was like that.

Is it that if you go through a show, you go through a hundred shows?

I just had to be impressed.

Even so, he gets hit by an accident.

Horrible if you're doing it for this, but the natural neighborhood is the unhateable part of a human being named Mike.

"Tell me next time, too."

"If it's a tight place down there, you'll get hurt badly."

"You wouldn't have a problem on the lawn, would you?

Better yet, I'll admit.

But it's so bright that I don't think I was angry with you earlier.

Are you okay?

Smiling and swallowing whiskey, Jane came and asked Mike, worried, as he began to eat the food.

Oh, you're a good wife. I wish I had seen my husband and been worried.

I would have stood at the center of the commotion again myself and Tania would have been worried.

When Age looked at the seat she was sitting in, Tania was sitting with a blue and white look on her face.

Raise one hand and lower your head gently. With a horrible look, he was nodded back.

"Oh, Jane. I'm perfectly fine thanks to Age. You're worried."

"Right. I'm relieved. Then eat up your teeth."

"Am I...?

A face like the Mother of Mercy turned into a haunted shape.

Scary. I don't know what it is, but if we don't leave this place soon, it's gonna be a big deal.

Mike, sharply glanced at, said Age had left the scene instantly, still seemed to have no idea.

"If it's just in the village, don't be ashamed of yourself elsewhere, you octopus! Die!"

"Fugu! Heh heh heh heh!

At an angle like Jane's fist eggs, he is struck three times in the stomach, along with a dull sound.

Dosssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss

On the neck of the suffering microphone, I thought Jane's arm was tangled, and he threw his neck straight into the fulcrum.

"Ah, hipster."

Shortly after Age shrugs her moves, Jane's shoes are trampled down on Mike's body, slapped from her back.

It was like a series of flowing moves. I don't even have time to catch my breath.

To the artistic chase, Mike is taking more damage than Dante did.

"You reflect today and drain your food and drink."

"Kaa-chan, that's murder."

"Shut up!

"Hiya. Too much."

"You want another shot?"

The worn out Mike raised his pity, but Jane seemed to have no intention of forgiving him.

Raise your hands and shake your full and neck to the side.

They sit in their seats and cups and plates are cleared from the table.

Filippo or Fernando comforted him to ask how his body was, but there was no one to shelter him for fear of the slightest.

Somehow, it's something that happens during a meal.

But I guess thanks to Mike and Jane for changing the air.

The air of the banquet is Japanese.

I guess the exit of an intimidating person named Franco and Dante also had a good impact.

Previously smaller in the corner, visitors were not moving like they were frozen, but began to get their hands on meals and alcohol one by one.

And one of them rushed to Age.

She was a small woman.

"I'm called Catalina. We apologize for the inconvenience caused by Mr. Dante!

"It's Age. This is the one that made the welcome place noisy."

"Thank you, Age!

Katarina bowed her head in momentum.

giggles lightly as she gives her head up.

She was a woman who gave the impression of a shortcut looking healthy.

I look up at Age with a creepy eye.

Those eyes were sparkling.

You're like a squirrel and a cute guy.

Will the year be lower than Tania's?

Age's eyes quickly capture Catalina's entire body.

A blue dyed yarn sweater is stretched and swollen wide across the chest.

Age slowly takes her gaze off.

A man who lived under one roof for three months and kept his reason. It didn't work with some things.

I guess I use my hands a lot.

It was a little rough, working hands.

I was honestly pleased with the appearance of someone who seemed to finally make sense of the story.

I want to build a little relationship and make my future work better.

"The food here is really delicious. I've never eaten in Nazioni."

"My wife and an earlier woman made it. If you're interested in Mr. Catalina, why don't you discuss a variety of dishes. I'm also interested in Nazioni cooking."

"I want to know too! Ingredients aren't supposed to change much, but they're good with sauces and cheese."

"Is Nazioni not much different from the food that came out this time, either?

"That's right. The basics are wheat porridge, vegetable soup, river and sea fish, and at this time of year, mountain vegetables and..."

"Sea fish. I want to eat."

Unexpectedly, there is talk of fish and I want to eat it fiercely.

Since coming to this village, any hope of Japanese cuisine has been turned down.

I want rice. I want to eat soy sauce dishes in miso soup.

No matter how much I wished, I could not hear the story of rice and soybeans on the island.

If you can eat sashimi, I'd appreciate it.

At least if this isn't even the back of the mountain.

One day we'll go on a trip, Age thought.

Let's go down the mountain and stay in a village by the sea.

If there is such an opportunity to interact, screw it in and announce your participation.

While Age was reminiscing about her hometown's food, she noticed Catalina watching in silence.

It was completely above the sky.

"Excuse me. Just a thought."

"It's okay."

"What was Mr. Catalina doing in town?

"I was dyeing."

"Dye the cloth or something?

"That's right. So, one day I was introduced to something called soap, and it got better dyed all at once. I've always wondered what the hell people thought. I also came to this village this time to say that the person who made the soap will teach me new technology, so here I am!

You got a story coming from an unexpected place.

Much of the soap seemed to have been transported to the town of Nazioni.

But it was unexpected for Age to be used for dyed cloth, not to wash her body.

On second thought, laundry is also done using detergent, so it makes sense that soap is used to remove dirt.

But well, look happy.

Catalina's face is turning red with excitement.

Apparently, at least, Age was also horrified when she thought this guy was going to be a good apprentice.