76 Short Mizola Red Flowers

A boy was running through the woods.

About ten years old when I was a year old. He was a little small boy with short yellowbrown hair and pale brown eyes of color.

Its young face has a dark color of agitation and tension and tends to disturb the footsteps.

And there was a large red flower gripped at its fingertips that was as flat as an adult's hand.

This wasn't supposed to happen - and the boy thinks with a hazy head.

I didn't mean to go deep in the woods like this.

In the woods, every day.

He picks herbs, collects firewood, and performs his job as a family.

But if it is the edge of the forest close to the settlement, there is less danger.

Little children like him, old men and women, are rarely endangered at the edge of the woods.

But here - the greens were too deep.

I don't know where the sun is.

The boy already doesn't know where he's wandering.

He was just walking down the river.

I heard that this big, red, splendid Mizola flower blooms only by the water, and I was just strolling around the river.

But go, go, go, go. There were only familiar Pico leaves growing by the river.

Then and as I picked those leaves, as I retraced more and more of the river - I finally stepped deep into these woods.

Eventually the area became more pronounced with a yellowish rock, and when I tried to turn back to wonder if this was any more, I discovered the red color.

What, this guy was a flower blooming on a rock, and he picked it with joy and courage.

At that time - the bushes behind me cringed.

Something tells me a giant beast is screaming.

No way...... is that Giva?

The boy rushed out, so horrified that he seemed insane just thinking so.

At that time, all of Pico's leaves were smashed into the rocks, and only the red flowers remained on hand.

At a riverside like this, you can see the whole thing.

That's what I thought, I jumped into the woods.

I don't even know who the beast is after the boy, so I didn't have the material to determine if I should stay in the rocks or throw myself in the woods. The boy jumped into the woods without even letting himself think about it.

And I'm running.

Running through the woods.

I don't know the direction or anything, but I'm just running away from the fear that snapped on my back.

Sometimes, his legs were taken by the crawling grass and the roots of the trees, and he fell.

Each time, I felt the bushes behind me clatter.

So I'm aroused by a new fear, and I run again.

Run or run, I didn't see the end of the forest.

Maybe I'm stepping deeper and deeper into the woods?

That thought blurred my head, too, but I couldn't stop my leg.

I feel like I hear the breath of a beast called Phew, Phew, Phew...

When the wind flux changes all the time, the smell of the boiled thing dirties my nose, I feel it.

I don't know.

The young boy has only been told a few things about this forest.

Behind the woods, never step in.

That's hunter's territory.

Beasts like Gibba and Mundt and Geez rule, and that's the world out there.

Never step into the back of the woods until you've turned yourself into a part of the woods and learned how to be a hunter hunting beasts -

I finally broke what my father had told me.

I'm sure it pays off, this.

Will I be slaughtered by Gibba, and will I be exposed to Mundt the carcass?

When I thought about it that way, even the heart pulsating with the doc was about to burst.

Tears almost flooded me.

But with tears and whimpers, the boy keeps running.

One day, I'll be a hunter.

If I grow a little taller and start to fight my sword like my father and brothers, I can be a hunter hunting Giva myself.

Before that, I don't want to die.

If I die here as a child, I don't know what I was born for.

Help the women, pick vanilla, collect firewood, smooth fur, and burn the kamado - so if they were summoned to the woods, wouldn't it be worthless to be born as a man?

With only such thoughts in his chest, the boy continued to run, even though only a few pieces of pride had just sprouted in a corner of his young mind.

And - the end came abruptly.

Probably stepped through Geez's nest hole or something. My feet on the ground were teased by soft dirt, and I stuck them in the bush from my head.

A sharp branch leaf bursts and damages the skin of your face and arms.

On the left ankle, which has been twisted, a hot severe pain explodes.

Still, without screaming, the boy just bit his lips off and held his left leg.

There, I hear clams and grass treading.

Beast's breath.

Smells like a beast.

Beast's - Killing.

No more.

The boy finally gave up and closed his eyes all the time so that he would reject everything.

I knew it was a punishment for breaking the word, this is it.

Forests are mothers who bring grace, and at the same time threaten lives, enemies.

The brilliant face of his father, who says and laughs like that, passes behind his brain.

Because you're impotent. If you work properly, you'll grow up properly, so you don't have to worry about anything.

The tender face of his mother, who laughs at him like that, passes behind his brain.

Other family figures floated and disappeared, disappeared and floated again, and finally - the face of my youngest sister, who had just been born three years ago, floated.

(... don't want to die!

I want to live more. I want to be in the woods with my family. I want to be a good hunter like my father and brothers and protect my family. Protect your family, and - after that, I want to die.

Captured by such a burning thought, but the boy could only round his body and close his eyes and turn away from the fear of impending death.

In those ears...

Gawah, a strange groan jumps in.

The dusty and soft fall on the grass.

The smell of iron, the smell of the blood of the beast spreads around.

"Are you okay, Rudd?

Always calm, brother's voice.

Roughly when I opened my eyes - my eldest brother Ziza was kneeling right next to me.

But that hip-knife hasn't been pulled out.

Half unconscious, when you look in the direction of groaning.

There, I saw the back of my second brother, Dulm.

Plus, what I saw at its feet - the carcass of a beast that wasn't even that big, like a light brown chunk.

I'm getting hit in the head.

Thin hands and feet, a round, swollen torso and a light brown fur on the top.

It was the carcass of a meat-eating Mundt.

"What are you doing here, you? If you step a little deeper, you'll be in Giva territory."

My oldest brother, who has just turned eighteen, with his eyes as thin as thread, peeks into the boy - Rudd's face.

Ziza is very angry.

The tears that I have endured so desperately have been unwittingly overflowing.

Still, Rudd can do it all the time.

"Lady Tito Minh was worried that you wouldn't be back forever, so I came looking for you.... Answer me. What are you doing stepping deep into these woods?"

"Flowers... If you're looking for flowers, you're obsessed with them..."

"Flowers" and zizza face Rudd.

Mizola's flowers miraculously remained gripped in Rudd's right hand without sprinkling a single petal.

"Did you break your parents' words for something like that?"

"Because..."

"It's absolute what the parents say. The code of the forest is laid down to protect the people of the forest. Those who can't protect it don't deserve to be hunters."

How could Giza be so stubborn?

How can Giza stay so unquestioned about her correctness?

More than half of those woodland codes are now not respected, and no one is in trouble with that. Yet Ziza tries not to keep all the codes. I believe it is right not to protect them, more intensely than my father Donda.

Rudd doesn't know why.

I don't even know what that means.

But.

All today, it was Rudd who was worse.

So Rudd said, "I'm sorry," with tears for his eyes that had finally crept from the back of his eyelids.

My second brother, Dalm, looks back at the Rudds.

Dulm is also very angry.

Dulm was only fourteen years old when he became a hunter last year, but he was already over a minute older in the head than Rudd, and his arms and legs were still thin, but he already had the hunter's eye.

An eye with that strong light is holding Rudd still.

More than Ziza, I'm not afraid.

But I'm so angry, I know.

Eventually Darm approached Rudd silently as he shook off Mundt's blood, which was on the knife, keeping it in his leather sheath.

And.

As loud as it sounded, I've occasionally punched Rudd in the head.

"... don't worry about your family"

Discard in a low voice and soothe Rudd's body off the ground.

Squeezing up, Darm ran his gaze into the surrounding forest view.

"Giza, Mundt is gathering."

"Oh, it's Mundt who eats even the corpses of his compatriots."

Zizza pulls a knife out of her hips.

The brothers were already hunters for one, feathering a cape of gibba fur, with horns and fang necklaces hanging over their chests.

(I too will one day…) and Rudd makes the fabric of his brother's torso look ravishing.

"Darm, go ahead. If you flock to the carcass, you won't be following any more living people, but you can't be alarmed."

"Okay," Darm says, starting to run through the woods.

The blue eyes emitting that strong light looked at Rudd in his arms only for a moment.

"... don't drop the harvest you've made with your life, okay?

Rudd clutched his brother's torso and the stem of a red flower, unanswered.

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"Oh, I'm finally home. I'm glad you're okay, Rudd."

Tito Minh, who was breaking firewood, welcomes his three grandchildren with a relieved face.

"Oh, isn't it full of scratches? I'll give you some medicine."

"It's all right! Brother Dulm, put it down!

Durm keeps his mouth shut and puts Rudd down on the ground.

There was still pain in my left ankle, but not enough to walk.

"Mrs Tito Minh. Did the parents wake up?

To Giza's voice, Tito Minh nods.

"I was just grabbing some dried meat. It's time for you to get to work. Keep it in your stomach just a little bit."

"I know," Ziza looked down quietly at Rudd.

"Rudd. Can you swear you'll never make the same mistake again?

"... yeah. I swear."

"Okay. I'll tell the parents that.... Look, the code exists to protect the lives and pride of the people. Don't forget that."

Finally, after slapping Pong and Rudd on the head, Giza went back to the house.

"... Brother Dulm, I'm sorry. Thanks."

The silent second brother remained silent and nodded only slightly.

"Mrs. Tito Min, too, worried, sorry"

"That's okay. This is how he came home safely.... Oh, that's a beautiful flower. Are you on the rim?

Rudd turns his cheeks a little red and hides the harvest of his hands on his back.

"That girl loves red flowers. Nothing. Well, I've been looking for him for Limi."

"Shut up!... Where did Chibi Limi go?

"Ha. Looks like I was out with Ziva until just now, but I think you're playing behind it."

"Okay," Rudd said, straining his left leg a little, heading behind the house.

Are you going to go get some dried meat in the food pantry, or Darm will follow after that?

"Ah, Rudo. Rudo, where have you been?

And my youngest sister Limi came running a little bit.

She was born five years later than Lara, who was her last daughter until then, a three-year-old.

Rudd laughed and tried to stick the red flower on his right hand to the tip of his nose. I noticed that the exact same thing was already adorned by my sister's reddish hair, pulling both a smile and flowers in.

"Hey, Rimi, those flowers..." he calls out in a slightly trembling voice, hiding the red flowers on his back again.

"Mizora's Becoming! Isn't it beautiful! If Rimi wanted it, she would love it!

Rimi approached her little face to show off the flowers made on her hair, which only grows about Kimmus chicks.

"That's right... good for you," Rudd lags behind.

Then.

Dulm suddenly grabbed Rudd's short hair.

"Ouch. Ouch! What are you doing, brother Dulm!

Unexpectedly with both hands, I grab my brother's right hand.

On that clap, the flowers of Mizola that I had hidden fell to my feet.

"Ah!" he shouts out, and Rimi picks it up for you.

"Mizora's Becoming! Did you bring me Rutsu? Wow, I'm so happy."

and Rimi ran around the spot twirling with the flowers she picked up on the opposite temple.

"You know, you know, I said that I could make a razor shark out of my balls! If you want to make it look good and soak it up, don't let him do it all the time, he'll stay clean!

Remi laughed very happily at Rudd as he said in a voice that was still tongueless and difficult to hear.

"You've always been a good bully! Thank you, Rutsu!

That's how I run away a little like Geez.

"Hehe..." he laughed, then Rudd shook up his straw brother.

"... Brother Dalm. Who's that?"

"I don't."

Limi likes to take walks a lot farther with his oldest Ziva, so maybe he's someone from another house he knew then.

Limi's smile was delightful, but I knew it was only a little regrettable that he had been deprived of his first handle.

"Let's go. My father and Giza are waiting."

"Yeah......"

Will they yell at you or beat you up? The price for my sister's smile is reprimand for her father, who is as scared as Ziza.

But it's a cheap price.

Letting himself be told that way, the boy turned his still thin chest away and went back to his family's waiting house.

It was roughly three years after that that that the boys and i-fa raw were staggered by the atrocious behaviour of the elder brother of the Sung family.