40 • Determination

Well, it's nice to see Grandma Ziva, but it's a strong contraindication to step into the house without guidance from her family.

But Rimi-Lou still doesn't show up to encourage the sisters to fight, and I don't see your wives going to dry Pico's leaves.

Without knowing whether any family other than Grandma Ziva had refrained from doing so in this House at all, I had no choice but to call "sooo sorry, is anyone there" for now.

Someone was there.

There were three families who hadn't met face to face yet today. Except for my second brother, Darum-Lou, who left for the woods, two more. The two of them turned their faces around and opened the front door to our call.

Even so, one of them is the infant Kota-Lu.

Vina-Lou, the eldest sister of the Lou family, who held that Kota-Lou to her undulating, fierce chest, stood right across the doorboard.

For me, it's an awkward reunion.

Before I talked about nakedness, I was in a position to poke at her color tricks.

But for that matter, you won't be lit up as much as the other women peeked into the water - and so on.

I got a really vibrant sense of blood on my cheeks that were as tight as that ceramic.

Oh, come on. Aren't you supposed to be a horrible witch who's been trying to expose herself to nakedness! Vina-Lou hid her mouth with a baby twisted in the fabric, moistened her decent eyes with shame, and twisted her colorful body so that she was bored to wonder if there was anything she could do to escape my gaze.

"Oh, oh, Asta... and so did I-Fa... so if anyone had a guest coming, it would have been you guys... wow, I didn't even notice because I was giving up this cota instead of Sati Ray..."

My voice, too, is a lot up.

It's colorful, glossy, and looks like a chunk of pheromone, as I've seen before. I wonder what. Such a sexy lady is trying so hard to get herself in shape while turning to shame, even so - and I didn't feel that was another act at all, and I was just confused about it already.

"Oh, um... I've heard everything from Brother Giza, and I'm convinced too... sorry. Still, you know, don't look too..."

And, not to mention sister Vina, who is a baby and completely hides that face.

Kota-Lou stared straight at me with her mother's close-knit black eyes and said, "Huh?," tilted his little neck wonderfully.

Stop it, please! Pointing those innocent eyes at me today!

"Dj, have you come to pay your respects to the Lady Ziva? This is the bedroom. Come on, go ahead......" Sister Vina rushes to the back of the room with her sleaze, not the usual shitty walk.

Happily looking back, Ai-Fa was already looking at me like an ice crystal.

"Come on, come on, come on, come on."

So I don't think I have that kind of confusion. I can't stay very calm.

Whatever it was, it was a sympathy.

The hall has a passage to the left and right to the back, and it is on the right hand side that Vina-Lou turned. It finally lasts about ten meters straight enough for the two of them to walk side by side, and you can see about three doorboards on the central wall.

Suppose the left aisle is built the same way, is there a total of six private rooms?

It's bigger than I thought. Even twelve plus infants may not have to sleep in the hall for miscellaneous fish, etc.

Vina-Lou stood in front of him, opening the doorboard at the far back.

He stood with a twist.

"Sorry to disturb you, Ziva woman," Ai-Fa just disappears into the doorboard.

Then I too - and later I tried to follow up, and Vina-Lou pinched my hips a little bit.

After all, what I had just seen was an act to alarm me, and when I looked back well enough to see if I was willing to even put on some sort of color trick, Vina-Lou, so annoyed that I could barely even see his face, was staring at me with moist eyes from the gap in his long chestnut forehead.

"Chi... they even added the woodland code to the deed promise...?

If I only heard the words, I still just think it's a declaration of war on colors.

But even if you are weak with such an unreliable manoeuvre and declared in such an indelible way that your pussy daughter is conceited of a demonic woman, don't you just have trouble greeting her?

"Um... why did you have that attitude earlier?

When he dived in his voice so that he could not be heard indoors and questioned him, Vina-Lou shook his shoulders frighteningly and hid his face in Kota-Lou again.

So I said stop treating infants like that.

"So I hope you don't look so... hey, I'm gonna give you a break for this for today..." he said, squeezing all that language at last, and Vina-Lou went back in the aisle with the mundane.

I'm completely depleted, and I step on my feet without force, closing the doorboard with my back hand.

Ai-Fa was already in the middle of talking to Grandma Ziva.

"Oh, is that Asta? You've come a long way. The woman is happy..."

Hmm. The oldest's clear smile is as painful to me today as the innocent eye of a baby.

But I couldn't even say such a thing, so I went further on my feet and knelt instead of I-Fa.

What size was the room, six tatami?

Speaking of conditioning, it's about a large shelf decorated with some kind of unsure nut, a bunch of branch leaves, animal bones, or a wood-carved mask, and then it's gone gallon.

Grandma Ziva sits on a bunk of layers of cloth, hung like a shawl with beautiful shades on her shoulders and feet.

The climate is close to the rainforest, so it is always about the early summer in Japan during the day. I wondered if the little old man was sleeping alone in such a murderous landscape room, which made me feel strangely cold.

"... at night, Tito Min will sleep with me. Because she lost her husband about fifteen years ago too..."

I felt as if I had been seen through the inside, and I was thrilled.

Grandma Ziva, half-hearted while supported by Ai-Fa, takes my hand with her fingers like a dead branch.

He is a shitty, little monkey-like grandmother.

It must have been quite small before it withered out like this.

But the thin eyes, almost hidden in their droopy eyelids, dwell in sensible light, and the face like dried fruit dries with a warm expression of mercy.

Grandma Ziva looked extraordinarily better than she did when we met last time.

I was more than happy with that.

"Thanks for this before. Hey, I'm Ey-Fa on Asta. I've been eating well ever since.... Not as good as you guys made it, but Rayna and Limi aren't working on it..."

"That's more than anything. I'm glad the Ziva lady's feeling better, too."

There was also no expressive expression on Ai-Fa's face, but his eyes seemed to soften light at all times.

As much as I did earlier, my eyes were like fire when I stood in front of the Lew family, like lies. And a cold look at me.

"... Donda came here rarely just now. You guys are coming back in three nights...?

"Oh. I'm going to keep Kamado again. I'm sure this Asta will make you a delicious meal, Ziva lady."

And Ai-Fa looks at me, of course.

"... the arm that cooks meals is a man of certainty."

Was it the samurai's pity or something that didn't rate it as "just"?

"I'll do my best to please you," I decided to keep it modest, too.

"Glad to hear it...... but is that the night before Rutim's wedding a celebration? Donda laughed and talked."

and - eyes that are almost blocked by their eyelids compare me to Ai-Fa in the presence of a clearer light.

"Hey Ai-Fa... What the hell is Donda up to...?

"Planning, what?

"Dan-Rutim, the head of Rutim's family, is a rough, southern forest monkey-like man as temperamental as Donda... if he serves a meal like this before to such a bloody man, he could be more fierce and crazy than Donda, and the celebration would be unscrupulous and bitter because of it"

"... that's how you want to embarrass me and Asta. Donda-Lou doesn't seem to care about us."

"I don't care...... that's because you poked your dowry story. Hey, i-fa...?

Grandma Ziba's eyes are fixed to Ai-Fa.

Ai-Fa frowned just a little bitterly.

"That's all there is to it. Even the women have the right to choose their husbands... but Donda should have liked you. Otherwise, I won't say anything to my son's wife. I'm sure Donda fell in love with the brave deeds of Ai-Fa, who toothed head-on to her son in the Sung family's trail... but what an insistence you will live as a 'giva hunt', more than anything else, poking at your dowry story..."

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"I'm not blaming you for anything... you just have to live the way you think you're right... but Donda is proud of her 'giva hunting' job. I'm proud to have been born a man. That's why I can't forgive you for choosing the path of the 'giva hunt' with the women..."

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"I = fa. Such a donda left you with an important night for the Lew family. [M] What the hell is Donda up to?

There would be no such thing as a person who could refuse an answer, questioned by a person with such a clear eye.

So I = fa bit his lips like a child and then eventually answered.

"That night I was told that if I could not satisfy Donda-Lou or Rutim's parents, I would offer insulation to Fa's house,"

Frequent silence.

Eventually Ziba-Lou said quietly, "Right," lowered his eyes softly, and then snapped, "Right," again.

"I = fa. And, Asta. Can't you say no to that story?

"I can't. Instead, this is a story that I took from us. Donda-Lou just added a condition to it."

And Ai-Fa said in a powerful voice.

Ziba-Lou's eyes are slowly pointed at me.

"Right.... I don't mean to make this talk so big, but I can't turn back now, and I'm wondering if this is necessary for the Lou family"

Think about it, that's what I answered.

"Of course, I've planned such a nasty thing to protect my will and self-esteem. Not only that now, but I also want to convince Donda-Lou, for the sake of the people in Lou's house.... It's hard to put into words, but that's how I feel"

"Well," Ziba-Lou snapped the same word again.

"To you, that's the right way to go... then, my lady... if Donda really seems to do such an outrageous imitation... I'm leaving Lew's house"

"Huh?"

"Discard Luu's name. Welcome the woman as a person in Fa's house, Fa's head, Ai-Fa."

"Hey, what are you talking about, Ziva bitch! I can't do that!

Probably the most disturbing thing I've ever seen.

That would be so. Even I was surprised.

But - I felt like I could understand the meaning of the Ziva woman's words.

"Ooh, ooh. Are you going to abandon an old man who doesn't stop by? If you leave Lew's house and are also abandoned by Fa's house, an old man like this will have to drown wild..."

"So! He says you don't need to imitate that! Why would a Ziva woman have to leave Lew's house? That's crazy!

"I'm not crazy. If Lew's house offered me insulation, I wouldn't even be able to face you like this anymore, would I? And Sung's family may no longer hesitate to try to match you badly... there's no way this bitch can forgive you for that...?

"So why would a Ziva woman leave the house?!? There was a Ziva woman, and the Sung people..."

"It's not Sung's house I can't forgive. I'm trying to make you suffer that fate, Donda-Lou."

With a voice that would never be loud, Grandma Ziva clearly said so.

"Donda-Lou's father is my biological son. I can't allow my blood-drawing grandson to offer you an outrageous fate. So cut the edge with Luu. That's all I'm talking about."

"Oh no, silly...... so what do you do with Limi-Lu? What about Rayna-Lew? What about Ziza-Lou? Those would all be important families to draw the blood of a Ziva woman!?

Ai-Fa's face had almost made him cry.

Ziba-Lou smiles loosely as she quietly looks back at Ai-Fa like that.

"Of course, folks, you're an important family. Giza, Vina, Dalm, Raina, Rudd, Lara, Limi, Kota... both my predecessor's daughter-in-law Tito Min, Donda's daughter-in-law Mia Ray, and Giza's daughter-in-law Sati Ray are all important families... but the parents are Donda. People who can't follow their parents' words have to abandon their homes..."

"So......" and so I-Fa clogged the words.

Just a drop of tears spills out of his eyes, as he could not see.

"Donda offers insulation to Fa's house. That's something I'll never forgive. That's absolutely wrong.... so I, as the oldest of Lew's house, should not let Donda know with this body. You're wrong..."

Ziba-Lou's fingertips softly muddle Ai-Fa's tears.

"So, abandoning the house is the only right path for me... you know what, Asta?

"Probably, I know"

If you're gonna answer me, I've got an awesome eye for Ai-Fa.

But I couldn't withdraw the foreword.

"No. I don't think it's easy for me to understand the feelings of someone as amazing as Ziba-Lou. But if I replace myself with the same position - I can't seem to forgive my own family for trying to badly match my precious person. So I don't know if I really have the strength to get rid of my house, but I think I can understand how you feel about that."

"Asta, you're -" Ai-fa grabbed his chest.

I lay my hands on my less powerful hands.

"I = fa. Maybe Rimi-Lou or something will have the same idea as Ziba-Lou. You think Rimi-Lou can forgive a father of his own fruit for plotting to ruin his favorite Ai-Fa? He's either leaving the house with Ziba-Lou - if that's not possible, he's going to live his whole life resenting his father."

Ey-fa blues, stunned.

I was scratched in the chest by the sad side of it, and I said it.

"That's the kind of battle we got. If you don't like that, no matter what shame you put on it, you should have escaped the battle. We were... only minded about our lives and our pride."

Especially, I = fa.

I = fa should have been more aware of how much I was loved by the people around me.

No matter what happens to me, there's no such thing as a grieving person. No matter what happens to me, there are no angry people. By assuming it that way - I guess I-Fa has lived the last two years.

I think its strength is great. I sincerely respect that tough soul that is not eroded by solitude.

But - even with such an eye-fa, I was making only one mistake.

Even though that's how he kept others away, Ai-Fa thought of Rimi-Lou and Ziba-Lou in his heart.

Then I should have imagined that the other person might feel as strong about Ai-Fa.

Probably just someone who can't think of anyone to get real loneliness.

One who loves others must not want loneliness.

"...... ai-fa. It's not gonna change what we do."

I squeezed Ai-Fa's hand into his arms.

"Just win the battle and convince Donda-Lou. That way, no one will get hurt. Ziba-Lou never leaves the house, nor does Rimi-Lou resent his father. All you have to do is cook some delicious food and satisfy Donda-Lou."

If you still bow your head to Donda-Lou, you won't lose Ziba-Lou or Limi-Lou just because you say you're in a position of pride or honor or trust.

But.

That's not enough, I thought.

I want to get involved with Lew's house in a better way.

The feeling was made so strong by coming to this house today and face-to-face with all sorts of families.

"You see the right way, Asta...?

I laughed as calmly as I could at Grandma Ziva, who snapped at Hisoya.

"I really don't know if I'm right. Still all I can do is prepare delicious food. Look forward to three days from now, Ziba-Lou"