27 (7) Blessing Night (Bottom)

"Yeah. It's Giva's meat. Isn't it delicious? Let's eat more."

Raina-Lou, too, is getting a little tearful.

Limi-Luu and others have left their vessels in their arms, blurring and tears without a voice.

And I-Fa...

Ai-Fa had stopped her dietary hand, slightly nagging, and closed her tight eyelids.

"Well, shall we just try the meat? This red one is fruit liquor nectar, it's so sweet and delicious."

After finishing some muffled meat, Rayna-Lew cuts' Gibba Berg 'as-is and carries it to the old woman's mouth.

Perhaps the front teeth have been wiped out. Opening her mouth like a cavity, Grandma Ziva puffed 'Gibba Berg' in her mouth.

The feeling of obviously gaining momentum is that Ms Ziva chews the meat.

"It's really delicious... it's delicious... I can't believe Giva is so delicious..."

"What's so good about this stuff? The kind of meat that rots out of such a guzzle is not human food!

There was a thunderous rage.

It was my parent, Donda-Lou.

Apparently, Donda-Lou finished his own meal earlier than anyone else, throwing out an empty vessel and sprinkling fruit liquor like a jerk.

"I don't know what to do with fruit liquor, so I can't help but sweeten it, and Aria's rotten. What a mess! Hey, this guy didn't just use Giva's legs, he even used meat on his shoulder or back.

Donda-Lou shrugged aloud as he stirred his tense hairstyle and carved an evil crease into his rocky face.

"The only thing that eats Gibba's torso is the meat-eating Mundt! I'm not from the woods. Humans! I'm a proud woodland hunter! What the hell are you looking at that makes me eat the same thing as Mundt!?

"You're a busy kid.... So you're with me before I succeed my parents...?

Grandma Ziva's eyes, hidden in the wrinkles, are slowly turned towards her parents.

Donda-Lou is the head of the family - but at the same time, this big man is supposed to be the eldest grandson.

The big man glances back at the old woman, who doesn't seem half her volume, with his eyes like fire.

"... if this was Mundt's food, Mundt would be better than a human being... well, out of the question, maybe that's the truth in the woods..."

No heart, or the old woman's voice felt more powerful than it had just been.

"... but if that's what you're thinking, that doesn't matter, parent Donda. What you think is right is that each human being is free... for this woman, this meat is right..."

"Wow... the Ziva woman is talking like she used to..."

So crushed was Rimi-Lou.

Grandma Ziba's eyes are slowly peeled away.

"He said he made this with Rimi.... It's delicious. Thanks, Rimi..."

"Yeah!" he shook his neck puffy, and Rimi-Lou began to tuck the remaining hamburger into his mouth as he cried.

After watching for a while, the Ziva woman said, "Ai-fa... are you there?," he snapped.

Right next to me, Ai-Fa shivers her shoulders with tingling.

"I'm sorry, but the woman's already completely weakened her eyes. I can't see anything in this darkness... if you're here, why don't you come over here and show me your face...?

Ai-fa wouldn't try to move, so I smacked "hey" and its flank with my elbow.

Ai-Fa looked at me with a very noisy eye and then, slowly, stood up.

For some reason, holding my wrist tight.

"Is that it? Hey? Hey!" I panicked and put the bowl of soup on the floor.

Dragged with unquestioned arm power, I was to kneel in the place of Grandma Ziva along with Ai-Fa.

Donda-Lou is staring at us with a huge eye.

"Ziba-Lou.... of Fa's house, it's Ai-Fa. This is my family Asta."

Grandma Ziva, of course, had no eyes on me or anything else, and started stretching her squeaky fingertips to Ai-Fa's face.

A crusty, bone-like finger touches Ai-Fa's smooth cheek.

"Oh... I haven't hissed in... I haven't seen you in years... I've always missed you, Ai-Fa..."

Nearby, Grandma Ziva found that she was a decent person, not a dried fruit after all.

His face and fingertips are creased, and his annual wheel is carved like a dull crack on his big nose and thin lips, making it difficult to hear the words because he doesn't have any front teeth.

But beneath its saggy eyelids are glowing blue eyes that are unexpectedly meticulous, and a face like dried fruit has a face full of mercy.

What a sweet looking face.

What a soft look.

I've probably never seen an old lady laugh with such a happy face before in my life.

"Raina-Lou. You should have this delicious meal, too.... Ai-Fa, will you feed your wife...?

"... if Ziba-Lou wants it"

As Ai-Fa gently took Ziba-Lou's arm, and Raina-Lou softly wetted the tears at the end of her eyes, she stood up.

"What do you want? Meat? Poitan?

"Giva's meat.... This is really delicious meat..."

I = fa carried a wooden spoon to the old woman's mouth with a slightly unwieldy hand, with no expression on her face.

"Oh, it's delicious.... you made this for me. Hey, i-fa..."

"No. I was almost just watching. This meal was made with Ziba-Lou's family and this Asta"

"... asta..."

And those yarn-like eyes can be directed at me.

Perhaps it is possible for that eldest brother, Giza-Lou, to indulge in that mood if he is so close to it?

The light of joy was clearly blinking in the eyes of the old woman, who was nearly blocked out of sight.

"Asta at Fa's house...... you have this meal...?

"Yes. Rimi-Lou asked me.... My father was a distant exotic cook. I was just an apprentice to help with that, but if you like it, I'd be very happy to have it."

Grandma Ziva's hand wandered through the universe as she sifted.

Ai-Fa sends me a quiet gaze, and I take that hand by surprise.

Cassava's fingertips, which were more dead than dead branches, but in which the heat dwelt firmly, held my fingertips.

"Thank you... this woman is already alive but it was getting tough... she couldn't walk properly, she couldn't eat properly... she just got old enough to bother her her family... how could God not take this old soul to the sky, she just grieved every day..."

"I can't believe it's annoying...!" Rimi-Lou, who nearly screamed, was smashed in the head by his red-haired sister next door and shut up.

"This woman, when she was five years old, came to this forest... she was one of the first 1,000, who gave her soul to Selva, the god of the west, abandoning Jagal, the god of the south..."

"- Yes."

"But I didn't like this woodland area... the South Forest was so rich, animals were the only great apes and venomous snakes that attacked humans, but with fruit whenever I wanted... sometimes I dug up bugs in the soil, baked lizards glowing in seven colors and ate them... but the humans in the capital despised me as a barbarian, but I was so happy..."

Grandma Ziva's eyes no longer seemed to be looking at me or Ai-Fa.

Those clear eyes are tearing up again, staring somewhere that's not here.

"But the forest of the clan was burned by soldiers... and we fled west. That's how I moved to this west woodland area. Hunting for Gibba, and being commanded by the humans of the West Capital to lay their hands on the grace of the woods, was also forbidden... and still, at first, everyone seemed happy. I don't need to eat lizard meat anymore. I don't even need to pick up rotten fruit or mushrooms. I can eat as much Giva meat as I want, I can eat the grace of a man-made field..."

"Yes......"

Maybe you don't need a hammer.

The old woman's eyes look at a distant old scene.

"But this woodland neighborhood was a horrible place... in the first year, a hundred men were killed by Gibba. Even the following year, another hundred men were killed. Many and many men died, and then the hungry women and children died only in the same number. In the first few years, more than half of our 1,000 brethren died..."

"Yes."

"Gaze's house is doomed. Reema's house was also destroyed. After that, Sung's house and Lew's house led the people to manage to build their present life...... hunt Giva and eat its meat, sell their fangs and horns and buy the grace of the fields. That's how we finally got to live around these woods... and I always wanted to go back to the woods where I was born."

When I realized, most humans had already finished their meals and quietly listened to the oldest words.

"But already, our woods have burned, and more and more people who know our woods are dying, and finally I'm alone... I've been rustling, sad, surrounded by so many families, and I've always wondered about woods that aren't around this woods... the meat of Giva isn't so good. The human grace made in the fields is not delicious at all. I was thinking about that, and one of these teeth fell out again, and I couldn't eat Giva's meat. Yeah, I touched God's wrath in the west... but now I can finally go home to everyone... oh my god, think like that... all I can think about is wanting to get back to the South Forest soon..."

A hand clasped by a razor grabs my finger with unexpected force.

Soon, my blue, clear eyes were looking at me again.

"I was just thinking about my dead family and the burnt woods. But today, I was able to think about my living family and this woodland. My soul was no longer dedicated to the Southern god Jagal, but to the Western god Selva. I, with my living family, eat and live the meat of Giva... I have to live... I have finally been able to remember such a natural thing..."

"... I'm sure I was just feeling weak because my teeth fell out and I couldn't eat anything delicious"

To my dumb response, I look a little bit like I'm fa.

Isn't there a problem? I'm an apprentice cook. I don't have the skills to have a noble conversation with the oldest by the woods who has lived an arduous 85 years.

"Until you were weak like that, you should have taken good care of the people today. Otherwise, I wouldn't have even gotten so desperate for the Ai-Fa and Limi-Luu guys. They wanted to help you from the bottom of their hearts and remind you of the joy of life, so I could help you without it."

Grandma Ziva, silently, looked back at Ai-Fa.

Ai-Fa is biting her lips a little bit, glancing back at her grandmother with angry eyes.

"To thank you, tell them. I'm just so happy that you told me your food was delicious."

"It was delicious.... It was really delicious... I hated Giva's meat so much that this woman who thought Poitan was not human eating wanted to eat more... I wanted to live in this forest..."

Grandma Ziba laughed quietly and whispered, "Ey-fa, please remove the woman's necklace".

With his angry face, Ai-Fa removes his necklace, as he was told, and lets him hold it in his grandmother's little hand.

A twig-like fingertip pulled Gibba's fangs and horns out of the string as she shuddered puffy.

"Blessings from Ziba-Lou in the house of Lou to Ai-Fa in the house of Fa and to his family Asta... Please accept..."

Of fangs and horns with only three, one for each, is given to me and Ai-Fa.

"Hey, Ziva lady, that 's--!" To Donda-Lou, whose voice is absurd, Grandma Ziva laughs, turning her back.

"The fangs and horns of Giva, who preside over the life of the people by the woods... I hope that this fang and horn will become the flesh and life of a greatly beneficent man... Ziba-Lou in the house of Luu bless your souls"

It was the first time I got in this other world - a shapely price to pay for my job.