219 Lulu family dinner party (below)

"Here, eat"

Yamil-Ray, Oura and I, arrange the dishes with the dishes in front of the men.

Even in the meantime, Zulo-Sung and Dodd were rinsing the soup powerless, and Diga was eating 'Meat Chatch' in the first place.

Yamil-Ray stares at the figure for a while, then hands one wooden dish and returns the crease.

Ahead of the aim was the figure of a great hunter wearing Gibba's fur from his head.

"Come on, if you eat it too, Graf-Zaza? Baym's parents, who disagree with the deeds of Fa's house as much as you do, seem eager to ascertain the taste."

"… I don't know how to ask, such as your exit"

"Oh yeah. Well, you can do whatever you want."

Yamil-Ray returned to his seated position when he placed the wood dish in front of Graph-Zaza with an elegant trick.

"Come on, let's eat, Asta?

"Yes."

I lost my incentive to go back to my seat, so I decided to line up across the street from Yamil-Ray.

In that ear, I hear a strange voice, "Ugh..."

Seeing it, Diga was dysfunctional in a position where she took a bite of 'Giba Katsu'.

"You've never seen that dish before."

Yamil-Ray also took a bite of 'Giba Katsu' from his plate.

Then, the eye of the cleaver opens in amazement.

"This is... kind of awesome food, Asta?

"Sounds like that 'giva cutlet' is well received by the forest folks. But be careful, you might get fat if you eat too much"

It's poisonous in the dining room. I didn't want to use the rudimentary word "what," which I meant to describe, but Yamil-Ray gave an anxious look, "eh," and put his hand on his stomach drawing a supple line.

"Oh, no, as much as this is fine. Don't look so anxious."

It was bad that I let my mouth loosen up with such a smile, and I was asked to look up to "... you disgusting person".

"Very tasty...... hey Zwei?

And a low, hissed voice pops into my ear.

Oura stared at Zwei with a gentle eye as she mouthed the 'Myrmu Grill' she had divided from Mida.

Zwei remains silent and puts the contents of the wood dish in his mouth.

When I realized, Diga and Dodds were eager to eat the food too.

The plate of soup is empty, with meat and vegetables cheeky all over his mouth.

Eventually - from the eyes of such digas, large tears began to spill.

Whimpering, grab the meat and rinse the tarapa juice. Its face, covered in a beard of impenetrability, had been snuffed up like a child.

Dodd is silent and buzzes the food like a jerk.

Kind of lean wild dogs put it on the bait for the first time in a few days, but it's full of food I'd like to say.

"... Sounds like it's not enough then, huh?

And Rimi-Lou, who was peeking around at the likelihood, remarked to no one.

"I'll bring you more. I wonder what Mida wants to eat?

"Yeah... Mida wants anything...?

"Okay -!," Rimi-Lou runs with the boys.

There was a shadow approaching us because of that and the misplacement.

A very small shadow and a smooth shadow that draws its hand -

It is Grandma Ziva and Ai-Fa.

"... may I interrupt you for a moment...?

They sat down next to me.

It's the outfit opposite the people who were the Sung family, and in front of Grandma Ziba - Zulo-Sung.

"Zuro-Sung... I'm sure this is the first time you've seen me face to face... I'm the mother of Luu's parent Donda's father, an old man named Ziba-Lu..."

Zulo-Sung saw Grandma Ziba with empty eyes.

In his hand is a wooden dish of ready-to-eat soup.

"Instead of you, I never even looked right in the face with Zazz-Sung... because Sung's settlement and Luu's settlement are far away... all I know is that the previous generation of Sung's parents... is about Zazz-Sung's father..."

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"About seventy years ago now... the Gazette family of the chieftaincy was destroyed by Gibba... the Leema house, which was his family, was destroyed in the same way... Later only about the Sung family and the Lew family had enough family to lead the clan... we split north and south and each one of us decided to hunt Gibba..."

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"So neither did the Lew family, because I was the only one left to inherit the blood of the main family, so the new seat of the chieftaincy muscle was decided for the Sung family... no matter how many blood and family members I had, I couldn't be the chief of the women... but the head of the Sung family was such a fine hunter that we could welcome them as chiefs without any worries..."

Blue Myeong-chul eyes stare at Zulo-Sung's relaxed face.

Zuro-Sung's starchy eyes felt ripples starting to spread like the water on the lake the night he was thrown pebbles.

"Sung's parents... our new chief was a really fine man... even Zazah and Dom of the rough stuff, who was heartbroken by Sung's parents... Zaz-Sun should have grown up looking at his fine father's back..."

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"Still, Zazz-Sung stepped off the road... I'm sure Zazz-Sung would have thought of this in an attempt to steer his fellow forest countrymen in the right direction... somewhere, just a little wrong... maybe that's because they were walking the wrong way from the start..."

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"Eighty years ago, when we moved to the Morga woodland, the chieftaincy muscle was the Gazette family... whose head of the Gazette family may have tied the wrong edge to the lord of Genos... in the black woods of the south, where we did not interact with anyone and lived the woods as gods, we did not know how to correctly interact with the people outside the woods... that's how it seems..."

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"But there's no way anyone could blame Gaze's parents... because whoever was the chief, nothing would have changed the outcome... but if we were on the wrong path, we'd have to go back the right way... the chieftaincy moved from Gaze to Sung to the new three families... but I think we should join forces and look for the right way..."

Grandma Ziba's dead branch-like fingertips were softly layered on the back of Zulo-Sung's puffy hand.

Zuro-Sung shook his shoulder all the way, but he doesn't try to move any further.

"So Zulo-Sung... you too, help me as a fellow forest dweller to the end... and don't say such sad things about wanting death from me... because when your sins require punishment, your compatriots will sift the sword right..."

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"But hey... Zazz-Sung was set to redeem his sins with that life, so I don't think it's the right way to ask for life to that child..."

That's how Grandma Ziva shifted that clear gaze to the right of Zulo-Sung.

It was Yamil-Ray who sat there.

"... Yamil-Ray is you...?

"Yes," Yamil-Ray said, staring back at Grandma Ziva without fear.

Grandma Ziva grins with a wrinkly face.

"You too... don't imitate me like that anymore to give my life for my family...? That pride may be beautiful, but it's never the right thing to do to carry everything alone... because you're one of my brothers by the woods..."

Yamil-Ray has taunted me with a tongue-in-cheek look.

I'm sure this is about Yamil-Ray's statement that if Cycleus wants the Sung family's figure, he should just turn himself over to Zazz-Sun, who was considered his successor.

Of course, I didn't spread that kind of story all over the place, so I think it got into Grandma Ziva's ear via Lau-Ray.

"Ziba-Lou, the eldest of the House of Lou, although I do not know what you say, I have my thoughts."

"Hmm... what kind of an idea is that...?

I didn't expect the day to come when Grandma Ziva and Yamil-Ray would exchange words, etc.

Grandma Ziva smiles and Yamil-Ray sees her opponent as she challenges her.

"If a nobleman named Cycleus is looking to rebuild the Sung family, I guess the people by the woods should just turn over me and Zulo-Sung"

Yamil-Ray said so as he lifted his braided black and brown hair.

"Then I'll be the new head of the Sung family, and you can inherit the seat of the chief if you want.... and I'll pretend to follow Cycleus and reveal what he's up to."

"Stupid. Is it possible to recognize a woman like you as a sheikh or something?

Apparently, Graf-Zaza, who had a firm ear for hearing, had just become a cracked voice.

Yamil-Ray twists you with a glossy side.

"Though I think it's a ridiculous way to do it, but if it comes down to it, I'll take a knife. But I'll let you defeat the nobles, what a breath, and which one of you is ridiculous? At least if it's my way, I won't have to shed anyone's blood for a while."

"... Are you really a forest folk? Even that Gazran-Rutim wouldn't come up with that much of a clever ploy. That's what the nobles deserve, a conspiracy!

"What's wrong with giving the conspiracy back to the person who's going to conspire? Though I think you're smarter than trying to solve anything."

"No, Yamil-Ray... we can't have you guilty of falsehood to protect ourselves... and if we're wrong, you and Zuro-Sung could even lose their lives after all...?

With the same smile on her face, Grandma Ziva shook her head to the side.

"You're not Zazz-Sun's blood anymore, you're a Ray family person... you don't have to carry everything anymore..."

"... I didn't really think such an idea would lead to stubborn chiefs, either."

Saying in a grumpy manner, Yamil-Ray only stole a glimpse of Zulo-Sung for a moment.

Maybe - if you're about to hand it over to a nobleman, skin your head, and when Zulo-Sung got confused, did Yamir-Ray come up with such a conspiracy?

I was wondering if Zuro-Sung could stand up to the nobles with a little fortitude, if even he had himself.

But after all, it wasn't supposed to be Graf-Zaza or Donda-Lou, who would do such a good job.

"It must be comforting to have people like you... tomorrow you will also help the chiefs, Yamil-Ray..."

With that said, Grandma Ziva pushed the dish of cooking towards Zulo-Sung.

"Come on, you should eat Asta's cooking, Zuro-Sung... when I lost track too, I managed to regain my strength by eating Asta's cooking... help me with Asta's cooking, and good luck to you too..."

Zuro-Sung took a wood dish in his hand, letting an irregular light shine through his cloudy eyes.

Trembling fingertips grab a wooden spoon and soothe the soft-boiled 'Giva's Square Braised'.

And when Gibba's flesh was twitched without strength - and a glimmer of tears was spilled over his cheeks.

"I..."

"Yeah, what...?

"My father Zazz was terrified..."

Biting the meat, Zulo-Sung snapped like a sleepwalker.

Grandma Ziva is quietly listening to the words.

"But besides the cut path of my father Zazz, I could not find a way... that all of them, Zazza and Dom and their families, could walk on this path and obtain a new life that would not yield to the nobility... I had no choice but to believe in the words of my father Zazz as such... so that we could all be destroyed by the family of Luu..."

"Oh... the fate of the dozens of blood families living in Sung's settlement depended on one of your actions. Hey... I used to be a parent, so I'm going to keep my head down..."

Grandma Ziva narrowed her eyes to stare somewhere far away.

"But there's nothing more on your shoulders... the existence of an important family and the existence of a blood family that has sinned along with you are carried by everyone else... so why don't you, with all of us, look for the path that seems most right..."

Zulo-Sung continued to eat the dishes of the wood, spilling pompous tears.

"... let me ask you one last question, Zuro-Sung"

There Graf-Zaza asks with a grunting voice.

"You really didn't know that Zazz-Sung and the others were committing a major crime in town, did you?... with the pride of the people by the woods, let them speak the truth"

"I didn't know... No, I was wondering that my father Zazz and the others would bring tons of copper coins from nowhere... but it was horrible and I couldn't really ask where it came from..."

"Your sin is the weakness of its sexual roots, Zulo-Sung"

In an indignant tone, Graf-Zaza grabbed the dish of dishes.

Its white, sturdy, fang-like teeth twitch 'Giva Cuttle'.

"You feared your father Zazz-Sung, you feared the Luu clan, you feared the nobles of Genos - not to mention even Zazza and Dom, your family. It's a serious weakness in the forest people. I consider it a disgrace for the rest of my life to call a fragile human being like you a chief."

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"... but if you had had Zazz-Sung, or even half the sagginess of your eldest sister there, Zazz-Sung might have been looking to reveal all the great sins to you and let you inherit them. At that time, I guess more blood was supposed to flow to Genos"

That's what Graf-Zaza said, burning his unbeatable beastly glances at Donda-Lou as well.

"Your weakness was not very forgivable as a forest folk - but it is a laughably ironic story that it was the weakness that was helping to stop Zazz-Sung's obsession, resentment... or maybe it was also a guide to the forest"

Thus Graf-Zaza drank down 'Giba Katsu' with fruit liquor.

"Whatever it is, it is after we have settled with the nobles that we will cut you off. Until that last moment when you return your soul to the woods, you live as a people by the woods."

Zuro-Sung is spilling his mellow tears, unanswered about anything.

Grandma Ziva smiled quietly.

Diga and Dodd continue to eat food silently.

Graf-Zaza also put his teeth up again on the remaining 'Giba Katsu'.

There Rimi-Lou and the others said, "Thank you for waiting!" and came back with a new dish of cooking.

It was a much slower return, so maybe the rest of my family had stopped me until I finished talking about Grandma Ziva.

Finally, it was thought that this long question would end as well.

But there were those who threw words from unexpected directions.

"Hum! Everyone is going to follow the new Chiefs' judgment, sir!

It is Zwei.

Zwei stood up, his skinny breasts distracted, and he was flirting with the appearance of those on the spot.

Its eyes are fixed where Yamil-Ray is captured.

"Hey, Yamil. If you're talking about Zazz-Sung's successor, isn't he more deserving of Atashi than Yamir or something, sir?

"What are you talking about? You're the youngest of the brothers, and you don't deserve that."

Much like that, Yamil-Ray stares back at Zwei.

"Hum!" Zwei snorted once more.

"But it wasn't Zazz-Sung and Grandpa Tay who were tried as sinners? There's only the same amount of blood in Atashi's body, yo! Then the most deserving heir to the sinner is this Atashi, sir!

Zazz-Sung and Tae-Sung are both Zwei's grandfathers.

Oura, the daughter of Tay-Sung, stares at her daughter with a confused look.

"Zwei... there is no such thing as a sinner's son being a sinner...?

Grandma Ziva calms down.

Zwei burned a fire of rebellion in his slightly larger triple white eyes and flickered back at you.

"I don't care what, yo! This is such a nasty story, it doesn't matter to Atashi, Sa! If you want to fight the nobles, you can do whatever you want!

"Zwei!"

Sliding through Oura's arms as she sat next to her, Zwei suddenly disappeared into the darkness behind her.

I get up in a hurry and go after him.

If I hadn't left Luu's settlement, I guess nothing would have been dangerous, but I couldn't have left it alone.

Relying on the moonlight, I chase him to Zwei.

Fortunately, Zwei had blunter feet than I did.

"Zwei, what the hell is going on?

Grab a small shoulder wrapped in a barrel outfit from the rear.

And Zwei said, "Don't touch me, yo!," he twitched, putting his nails up on the back of my hand.

And he even glimpses my face with his eyes like fire.

"You must feel good, Asta at Fa's house! Sung's house is doomed and everything is what you think it is! That's the number one hero by the woods, yo!

"A hero..."

Instead of me losing my word, there's always signs of people.

Naturally, that was ai-fa.

I guess I entrusted Grandma Ziva's figure to someone and followed her.

Zwei is burning both eyes in the dark, which does not even reach the burning lights.

"Are you saying that people who make copper coins are the best? That's probably Zazz-Sung's or Zulo-Sung's teaching that abundance is power and justice... that's biased and wrong idea."

"Hum! Then what are you earning copper coins for, sa!? Wasn't that an operation to bring richness to poor woodland settlements!?

"Yeah, that's right..."

"You guys were right and Sung's human was wrong! So the house of Luu, which propels the house of Fa, flourishes, and the house of Sung is doomed! There's nothing wrong with you, Lo! You're the heroes, and Sung's people are the sinners!

"That's the story of Zazz-Sung and Zulo-Sung being considered sinners in the position of chiefs but on the wrong path. And you're not happy about it, are you?

When Ai-Fa asked in a quiet voice, Zwei burned both eyes so hard.

"The sinners aren't just Zazz-Sung and Zuro's father, yo! So is Grandpa Tae! Even Grandpa Tae was executed as a sinner!

"That is because Tae-sung turned his sword upon us and upon the people of the city -"

"Even Grandpa Tay just couldn't resist Zazz-Sung! Who could not stand up to Zazz-Sung alone Sung human beings, why should all Grandpa Tae be treated as sinners sa!

"So it's..."

"I know, yo! Grandpa Tay killed many people in town with Zazz-Sung! At the end of the day, he tried to kill Asta, so the head of Sudra tried to convict him! You didn't do anything wrong! It was Grandpa Tae who was wrong! Grandpa Tae had no choice but to redeem his sins with his life!

Zwei twitches as he steps on the estate waste.

From those big eyes, tears spilled over the lid.

"I hate you guys so much!

"Zwei......"

Zwei puts his little fingertips up against my chest.

"If only Atashi didn't hate you... I feel sorry for Grandpa Tae!

And Zwei put his forehead over my chest and began to cry like a child.

No, Zwei is only twelve - he has such a small body, he's a real child.

Looking back at the straw without even being able to speak, Ai-Fa narrowed her eyes slightly and stared quietly at Zwei's back.

I lay my hand on Zwei's thin shoulder and kneel on the spot.

Zwei nodded his face on my shoulder and made an even louder cry.

"Zwei... as Donda-Lou said, it doesn't make any difference what kind of sin you committed, that those sinners are also people by the woods."

I said as I gently put my hands on my head snapped like that onion.

"Both Zazz-Sung and Tay-Sung lived as forest people and died as forest people. The Donda-Loux are trying to take over as much of the anger and indifference they had in the right way as possible - that's what I'm thinking."

"... I can't believe you guys... I hate you so much..."

"Yeah."

The half moon floating in the night sky was even blue, and no one approached us.

The fourteenth day of the White Moon, which was thus settled with Cycleus, was to end with each human being bringing his own thoughts.