And the next day is the seventh day of the month of Zhu.
It was the parents of Din and Lid who visited Fa's house that day.
The time is at dusk. Using Fa's house supper as a model, it was a good time to cook for the neighboring women. Both names who have visited Fa's house after the hunter's work have asked about Raelis, the best of openings.
"Was that nobleman really a brave man who also surpassed George-Zaza? Wasn't George-Zaza just alarmed?
"And what about character? Aren't they just arrogant, noseless people, such as nobles?
"Hey, wait a minute. How can you two care so much about Raylis?
As I questioned him, Lid's head of household, Rad-Lid, put his arms around him, "That would be worth it."
"The Zaza family is the chieftaincy muscle, and for us it is the family of the parental muscle. Can you keep your mouth shut when you hear that the man in the main house of that Zaza thought of nobility or something? I'm not convinced unless that nobleman, Raylis, is such a fine man."
"But whether Raylis is good or not, he's never gonna be allowed to dowry Sphyla-Zaza, is he?
"Naturally! Such ridiculous imitation would never be tolerated by Graf-Zaza! … but the fact that the Zazas' people were concerned about nobility and so on will never disappear, so why not let it go?"
Apparently, the Rad-Lids were just even confused or upset. The intuitive Rad-Lid still seems to be the same, even if he tries to be Din's parent, who appears to be a strict, depositional type.
Anyway, I just had to let them know what I knew.
But even I don't know all that much about Raylis. It seems difficult, but only twice did I face it, and only very few words were exchanged.
"Speaking of which, what kind of man do you look like? How old are you? How big is your body?
"Is he about my age and a little taller than me? It's not that disappointing. It looks like a nobleman."
"We've never seen nobles before, even when they say they're noble."
"But if you have a smaller physique than George-Zaza, that's even more of a big story"
Thank you. They looked like they wanted Raylis to be as good a person as possible. If the woodland ladies think of the extra man, is that what comes from the thought that if they're not exceptionally attractive opponents, they won't be convinced?
When I was thinking that way, Lad-Lid, who had a difficult face, had turned a slight eye.
"Hey, it's Asta. Is it unlikely that that nobleman named Leiris will come into his son-in-law by the woods?
"Yeah? I don't think that's just possible. Because nobility is noble and we will weigh very heavily on what we call our own home."
"Hmm. But a man named Schmiral, who became the family of the Lilyn family, would have wished to be son-in-law until he abandoned God instead of the house?
"That was a position that Schmiral's side strongly suspected. This time, the people's side of the woods are concerned..."
"But if you know what it's like to be a nobleman named Railis and Sphilla-Zaza, you might be moved?
To Rad-Lid, who stubbornly devours, I was to lean my neck.
"Um, does Rad-Lid want Raylis to join his son-in-law in Sphyla-Zaza?
"Who wants such a hassle!... but wouldn't it be too pitiful if Sphyla-Zaza was so considerate"
As for the mood, I agree.
But after all, it's hard to imagine that Raylis would disown his status as a nobleman. Not to mention that he is a man of considerable stature, the nephew of the Lord of the Earl of Saturas. The story is that his father was the leader of the Knights of Saturas, and the sequence within Genos should have been quite superior.
(I wonder if we're all getting anxious because we're not making the final decision among the Chiefs either)
In the meantime, the Rad-Lids stuck for half an hour before finally returning to their own homes.
Okay, I just thought about finishing dinner - and now the Fou and Run ladies are calling out for an aside.
"Um, Sphyla-Zaza was at something called the Nobles' Ball, right?
"At that time, you were wearing something called a castle town banquet costume, right?
"We have also heard from Tour-Din that it was a stunning feast costume. If so, could a nobleman named Railis ever look down on Sphyla-Zaza?
When I turned my gaze in surprise, all the women who remained on the spot stared curiously at me. It was about Tour-Din and Yun-Sudra that showed how things were as usual.
"Duh, what's wrong? Didn't it seem like you weren't even that interested yesterday or one?
"That's because... I couldn't even tell you such a floating story in the middle of my job..."
"Besides, I was wondering if this kind of noise could soon be quelled with the help of the Chiefs."
Apparently, they were inspired by this one case with a very feminine mood. Even the clean woodland ladies, it seems, are still interesting to talk about color love.
"That's right. In places without Asta, that's a lot to talk about."
On his return, it was Yun-Sudra who told me so sneakily.
"Asta is a man, even if it's his turn, so he usually makes sure he can hike as much as possible. Women are the ones who are interested in sex stories."
"Yeah, they made me feel that today.... but Yun-Sudra doesn't seem very interested in talking about it."
"I... am not in the same position as anyone else."
That's how Yun-Sudra walked away with a sliced smile.
I will not be told from her mouth what happened to her pageant with Fou or Lan. But it was supposed to be a good time to repeat the AC dinner at your house when the dowry story was becoming more specific.
(After all, talking about sex is often not just fun)
All in all, a single peace was preserved in the house of Fa.
Even today, Ai-Fa had returned safely, harvesting his first young giva. The rainy season has dawned and is still in excellent shape.
I will serve such parents a fine dinner. Today's dedication included plenty of rainy season vegetables that will soon disappear from the market, with "Meermoo Grilled" as the main dish with improvements using Kerr's roots.
"What do you think of Onda?
Ask Ai-Fa, who goes ahead with the meal with the original, "What do you say?" and I was tilted in the neck.
"No, Tripe and Leggy seem hard to grow unless it's during the rainy season, but if it's Onda, they can prepare themselves. This is a special vegetable that grows in the shed."
"Hmm. But I only remember seeing these vegetables during the rainy season."
"Well, it was Dareim's lesson to sell it out during the rainy season. But Dora's dad told me that if I could expect any order, I could keep making it."
Onda is a vegetable that resembles a palm. It is so user-friendly whether it is stir-fried or juiced that I wanted to use this onda regardless of the time of year.
"If we continue to use it in our stalls and in the dishes we are wholesale in the inn, the quantity of orders will stabilize. I'm also thinking about consulting with the owners of the inn and the Lew family and asking them to order regular orders if there seems to be no objection."
"If that's what you thought, then so be it. You need my opinion or something?
"Yeah, well, as a personal interest, I wanted to see if Onda for Ai-Fa was something I could call a favorite"
"... my favorite dish is your dish, Asta."
That being said, I = fa was able to flaunt his mouth much better.
With an unintentional smile, I stuck around.
"The food today, it's all delicious. Even if Tino or Tarapa can be used, Onda can't get in the way. … However, if Onda were inside Hanba-gu, you might be surprised."
"Yeah, I wasn't thinking about using it that way."
"Then there's no problem"
Ai-Fa said satisfactorily, rinsing the tau oil-tailored giva soup with plenty of its onda.
What a peaceful night.
It was a very important, restful moment for us.
but - it was to be broken by the hustle and bustle of the hour.
After finishing his meal, he was cleaning up the dishes, and suddenly he was slapped roughly on the door.
Gill, who was round at the doorstep, raised his face with a decent face, and Ai-Fa frowned at Uronoshi.
Ai-Fa took the knife just in case, pulled it back and stood in front of the doorboard.
"What's going on at night like this? Name your name."
"... of the Zaza family, it's George-Zaza"
Ai-Fa silently pulled open the doorboard.
Against the backdrop of the darkness of the night, the giant of George-Zaza appears unexpectedly.
"I'm sorry you came all of a sudden. I've been talking to you guys. I'd appreciate it if you let me in the house."
First of all, it is an inquisitive greeting, nor does it look as intense as it was two days ago.
Ai-fa twisted the figure from top to bottom before pulling herself aside in a hazy way.
Georg-Zaza steps into the dirt of the doorway with the tototoss he has ridden. Rem-dom was on yesterday, a newly purchased tototoss at the Zaza family. When the Totos discovered what Gill looked like, he broke his knee next to it, too.
"You just finished dinner. Fortunately, then."
When he deposited his hips knife with Ai-Fa, Georg-Zaza lowered his hips somewhat to the lower seat of the hall. Ai-fa claws at the front of it, and I let him refrain beside it.
"Before I ask you anything, let me ask you one thing. Weren't the Chiefs having a meeting at the Lou's this evening, too?
"Oh, it'll still be a meeting."
"Even so, you've been visiting Fa's house? When a parent vacates the house, will the heir protect the house?
"There is more to be weighed down than such a lesson"
Georg-Zaza was only calm, but his black eyes were still burning rotten in the shadow of the fur worn.
"And yet I am going to go to the settlement of Lou with these legs. I want to arrive before the Chiefs' meeting is over, so let me speak as briefly as possible."
"Uhm. If you do that, we'll help too"
"It's Ai-Fa in Fa's house. How do you see the power of that aristocrat named Leiris?
Ey-fa frowns at the cover-up.
"Aren't you the one who actually put your hands together?
"I'm not equipped with something called 'The Eye of the Weak'. I don't like discerning the power of others. So I'm asking you."
That's how Georg-Zaza has put his neck down all the time, burning his tears and eyes.
"You don't have to decorate the words. From your eyes, me and that nobleman... which one looks mightier?
Ai-Fa put his arm on a raised one knee and looked straight back at George-Zaza's black eyes.
But as its lips remain closed, Georg-Zaza looses his shoulders as if in a hurry.
"Why don't you answer? I'm telling you, you don't have to decorate words, do you?
"I'm not trying to decorate words. I was looking for the right word.... and after all, it seems hard to find that word"
"Why? I'm guessing you have the 'Eye of the Weak'?
"That's only the eye that weighs the difference in power between you and your opponent. It's not like comparing others to others."
"But on that harvest night, weren't you weighing my powers as much as you wanted?
"Though it wasn't me who figured it out, Chim-Sudra.... Whatever it is, it's hard to weigh the power of you and the aristocrat named Railis"
"Why? Tell me why!
"That's because different results than I feel are already out there"
In contrast to the twitchy and fierce George-Zaza, Ai-Fa was settling down.
"To me, you feel stronger. But it was a nobleman named Railis who won. So again, I guess it means you can't do it, such as accurately weighing the power of others and others"
"If I'm the stronger one, how could I have lost to him!?
"So even if you ask me that, you can't answer me. For me, it's just that you feel stronger."
Georg-Zaza raised his anger and bit his lips off so that he could spin it.
Its fiery gaze adds sharpness as it explores the essence of Ai-Fa.
"Ey-fa in Fa's house, you were talking about how confident you are that you will beat me"
"Uhm."
"Still, do you feel I'm stronger than that nobleman?"
"Uhm."
"So, what I mean is - if it's you, you can easily defeat that nobleman named Raylis"
"Uhm.... but I guess it's going to be crucial to know what kind of arrangement it's a battle"
Answering as such, Ai-Fa raised her golden brown forehead.
"If it's a comparison of forces by the woods, for example, you won't lose if they seal one arm. Even a battle with a knife, that could be the same.... but I can also be defeated in an arrangement called that fight you challenged"
"Why is that?
"What I found out. I can hardly sift my strength to the fullest when it comes to heavy, cramped armor and the like. Even you and Sin-Lu had been slowed down by that much."
Georg-Zaza has put his fist on the floor and has gotten himself on the ground.
"Yeah, that's exactly what I wanted to hear.... Are you in danger even if you're wearing something like that?
"It would be dangerous"
"I insist you have stronger powers than I do, even you?
"I'm a bunch of women, and my body is never bigger. If you wrap up armor or something like that, your power will be compromised more than yours or Sin-Lu's. Besides, they are familiar with fighting with armor, even more so."
George-Zaza chewed on his back teeth.
"So... is it still hard for me to beat a nobleman named Railis with that look?
"I don't know that. But you have such a fine body. Better than me or Sin-Lu, there won't be any loss of power."
"Hmm! Even so, did that Sin-Lu beat two nobles I couldn't beat?"
Georg-Zaza shook his shoulder as he said with regret.
"I don't know the power of others. But I have to admit that Sin-Lu is more skilled than I am."
"It's not like we're talking about mourning anything. You and Sin-Lu would probably be older."
"And you must be proud to be more skillful than that Sin-Lu. When it comes to having close proximity to each other with Rutim's parents, so be it."
Thus Georg-Zaza fisted his knee like he could not reveal.
"I'm still immature, for example. It was painfully reminded.... but you can't bother your precious family and compatriots any more because of me"
"Zaza's youngest brother, what have you been doing since..."
"I will fight that nobleman again. So I'm gonna wake up Sphyla."
Trying to whisper the words of Ai-Fa, Georg-Zaza said away as such.
Ai-Fa narrows her eyes and "Hmm" squirms.
"Just in case, we're not going to trample the law or the code and get into Castle Town, are we?
"Can such imitation be done with the next generation of chiefs? I'm going to ask my fathers to put up a fight."
"Right. I don't know what to say."
Ai-fa softens her eyes all the time.
"I've said the same thing before. If the goodwill, Sin-Lu gained the strength to that point after numerous trials. If you stand up to your own trials, you will surely be able to give more power from the woods than ever before."
"Hmm! Don't look elderly, you little hateful hunter!
Saying roughly, Georg-Zaza stood up.
Its tough face was only a little, and it didn't even look like it had regained its lucid look.