810 Twenty-first Day of the Purple Moon ① - The Windy Girl

The next day - it is the 21st of the black moon.

On that day, the day before Dawn Day, when we went out to the outdoor area as usual, there was already a tent for "A Seat of Gamrays".

Well, we arrived during the day yesterday, so that's a natural story. However, the tent of "A Seat of Gamrays" still surprised me with its beauty, as it used about 10 spaces for stalls.

It is terribly old and a tent full of twig haggis. The top of the flat cone-shaped roof is about five meters high, and the sides and the like are shaken everywhere. After all, the figure did not remind me of the remains of a giant dinosaur.

"Is that the tent of the travelers called" A Seat of Gamrays "? Sounds about the right size to ask."

While we were preparing for the stall, it was Lyelpham-Sudra who said so. Today, the parents came out as escorts.

Also this year, the tent of "A Seat of Gamrays" was situated almost in front of our stall. I guess this is a natural consequence because you want space on the northern edge. The tent was spectacular across the street from the stone with a road width of only ten meters.

"But I hear their art looks a lot better. Last year, Yun fell asleep like a child, and we were all in trouble."

"It's a lie. I don't have to do that."

And Yun-Sudra, who worked in the next stall, gives a shy voice.

But Lyelpham-Sudra insisted on being honest.

"I don't lie. Weren't you freshly making a scene like a fire when you returned from Inn Town? [M] He had a bright red face, and he really looked like a toddler."

"No more! Please stop!

Sorry to Yun-Sudra, but what a smiling interaction.

In the meantime, the people waiting for the stall to open are also not bothered to look back at the tent behind them. It is a familiar sight if you are a resident of the Inn Town, but many people will celebrate Easter in Genos for the first time. Without knowing such a blur, the tent is quietly resting.

"In a while, I think they'll start having fun too. That's all, I think Yun-Sudra is in the mood and understandable."

"Right. Well, let's look forward to that."

As such, the stalls are ready.

First thing in the morning, it's the beginning of the peak. Among them were the families of architects today.

"That's the tent of a traveler. I've never seen a tent that big before in my life."

Balan's old man's partner said so with an excited face.

Next to it, my youngest daughter is sniffing.

"Travelers are usually a bunch of outlaws. Like those puppet kids, they're not always good people, are they?

"Oh, don't worry about those tents over there. In fact, people by the woods are also itchy people."

I was in charge of the daily stall today, so when I called it that way while rubbing "Fried and Grilled Giva," my youngest daughter skipped her grumpy gaze.

"... hey, why are you such a dick to a little girl like me?

"Huh? Well, I thought you shouldn't be rude to your family..."

"That kind of thing, approximate, I hate it"

When my youngest daughter turned to me, your partner took it from me.

"Asta, how old are you? Better than this kid, isn't it?

"Yes. I'm eighteen. … Ah, the people by the woods have a birthday, so even with the silver moon, they will remain eighteen for a while."

"Still, it's better than my daughter, who turns seventeen next. If you don't, feel free to speak up."

"Yes, we will do well."

But her youngest daughter then turned to the Blue Sky Dining Room without a word.

Even today, the chance to see her innocent smile does not seem to come.

Later, the visit was to the face of the Silver Pot led by Radajid.

"Oh Radajid. It's the tent of Gamray, which I told you about before."

I used to talk about "A Seat of the Gamleys" at a welcome dinner party. Originally, the Radajids knew that the members of the "One of the Gamleys" had entered the Morga Forest to capture the live Giba, so let me tell you that it is finally coming to Genos.

"Again, was it? Yesterday, the tent, I saw it, so I thought maybe not."

After a glimpse into the tent behind him, Radajid said so.

"Before, that tent, I remember seeing it, I do. But it was the capital of the king in the west, the Duke's land, I think."

"Oh, yeah. Have you seen their art?

"For fun only, I saw it. It was light, brilliant, I think."

"The art performed in the tent was also brilliant. Besides, I was wondering how Gibba grew."

"Yes, it's interesting," he replied, "but because its face is faceless, I can't ask for one thing inside.

I had just thrown 'Fried and Grilled Giva' into the oil, so I decided to lay down a few more words.

"Speaking of which, they're supposed to be patrolling even Sims, right? Didn't you get a chance to see me there?

"Yes, the meadow, it's huge, and there's no bending, no wind to enjoy. Travelers, Wangdu, seaside, touring, I think."

"I see. So the Radajids aren't really into the bending either?

"No. Something unknown, interested, I have. Just copper coins, spare me. Copper coins, even if you don't pay them, travel, continue, and you'll see a lot of things you don't know."

After saying it that way, Radajid narrowed his eyes slightly.

"But live giva, I'm interested. Also unknown beast, interested."

"Oh, the beast that inhabits Jagal is something you can't see no matter how much you travel. Uh, it's just like a bird named Liou was born in Jagal... and a black monkey in Vamda lived in the confines of Sim and Jagal?

"Yes, the black monkey of Vamda, you're here. I remember hearing that before, yes."

Previously, it would have been during a visit to the Lou family, accompanied by Schmiral-Lillin, who wished to be his son-in-law. At that time, the question arose as to whether it was permissible or not to let the hounds into the woods, and so the story arose that "A Seat of Gamleys" had taken beasts such as black monkeys into the woods.

"Vamda's black monkey was a tremendous force. Even though I knew there was no danger, I could be frightened by surprise."

"It's interesting. Vamda black monkey, opportunity to see, no. Sooner or later, the tent, I think."

Leaving those words behind, Radajid also walked away to the Blue Sky Dining Room.

Then Malfira-Naham, who was waiting for the boiling of the pasta in the next tent, raised his voice.

"Well, speaking of which, those travelers got Giva, didn't they? I remember telling those stories."

"Yeah. If you like, let me take a look at you after work. Everyone else is going to."

"Yes, yes, no. Wow, I can't grab a copper coin on my own..."

And the shoulder of Malfira-Naham, which was originally a stroke, falls so low. Ravitz's blood family is cynical to the handling of copper coins, so I guess it's unacceptable that it's ex-post consent.

"Oh, if that's the case -" Lyelpham-Sudra offered Malfira-Naham his hand when I was about to say. It was the red flower I was about to take out of my nostalgia.

"Then I'll give you this."

"Hey, what is it, this? This is such a lively flower, it doesn't smell at all."

"Can you smell the flowers at this distance? … This is the flower of the crop that the travelers were handing out. Didn't you see it yesterday, too?

"Oh, oh, was that a crop flower? Oh, I couldn't notice the presence or absence of fragrance because it was a regular occurrence at that time"

"I don't care about the scent at this time. Give me these flowers and I'll put them in that tent once."

Malfira-Naham was to let his eyes swim at all costs.

"Well, so you're saying that the flowers in that crop are worth the same as copper coins. Oh, you can't have that. Oh, is that what Yun-Sudra received?

"They didn't receive it, they picked up what was falling down the road. And since it was handed to me, it will be the wealth of Sudra's house, not Yun alone."

Lyelfam-Sudra stuck out her hand even more as she gave a serious look on her wrinkly face like a little monkey.

"As the head of Sudra, I'll give this to you, Naham's family. Tell your parents that."

"So, but I don't want you to have such a thing..."

"I have sardines. Forestside people should need to see different things they haven't tried to get into their eyes before. Today, Ravitz's blood clan is all alone, so shouldn't you, as the blood clan's representative, look inside that tent?

That's what Lyelpham-Sudra said.

So the sand on the hourglass fell, so Malfira-Naham finishes the pasta with no hesitation. That's how the next pasta was thrown into the iron pan, and when Malfira-Naham was empty again, Lyelpham-Sudra overlapped the words.

"Inside that tent, I hear that there are black monkeys once dealt with by their forefathers in the Black Forest and gibbers raised by humans. Other than that, there may be something waiting for the people by the woods to see. If that's what you're supposed to see by paying for the copper coins, you show it to your blood."

"So, but..."

"The rest of the judgment should rest with the parents of Ravitz and Naham. At least it shouldn't be like you're reprimanded. That's what I believe."

That's all I said, Lyelpham-Sudra grinned at the sieve.

"... I've spoken for a long time, but I don't need to think that hard. If you had spoken to the parents within yesterday, I'm sure you wouldn't have forbidden them from paying the copper coins. There will be no such thing as black monkeys or hunters who are not interested in Gibba."

"So, but I'm not a hunter..."

"But are you worried about being inside that tent? For a reason, that's about enough.... Whatever, I'm offering to you, Naham's family, as Sudra's head. Perhaps it would be better to decline this offer later."

Apparently, the armaments went up to Lyelpham-Sudra.

Malfira-Naham also looks like this and has the stubbornness not to bend his opinions, but is it still a difference in life experience? To Lyelpham-Sudra's assertion of rigidity and rigidity, he didn't seem to be able to fathom it.

Malfira-Naham was thus to receive red flowering from Lyelpham-Sudra.

My flowers don't make a difference. It was like losing to Lyelfam-Sudra in a chauffeur-driving battle. What a pleasant sense of defeat.

That's how the first peak of the morning came to an end.

Guests' feet are a lot more relaxed, and the faces they worked in the stalls are relieved.

It was at such a time that Pinot came.

"Hiccup, everyone by the woods. You seem magnificent, above all."

A pinot wrapped in a peach-colored Japanese dress stands in front of the stall fluttering.

Blacker eyes than that darkness were staring at me directly in the face.

"I saw it yesterday, so I was hoping I could say hello. When I turn around the road and go back, the shadows and shapes don't match. Atashi felt so sad."

"Oh, I'm sorry about that. I thought you'd be busy setting up a tent, so yesterday you made me be rude like that."

"Hehe... if they apologize in such a true face, I'll have trouble saying hello. For a light-hearted Rokudenashi like Atashi, a word of Uluru's avatar is enough."

That being said, Pinot hung his red lips up more like blood.

"Looks the same there, Asta. How are you?"

"Yes, you seem to be doing well there, above all"

With all this conversation, I was already comfortable being captured in the incredible air of Pinot.

It's a "Gamray's Seat" of freaks, but the singularity of Pinot is still jumping through. She was filled with, among other things, the atmosphere of the inhabitants of Migawa.

In appearance, there's nothing to change. Even though I'm only about twelve, or maybe thirteen years old at best - the first pinot I've seen in a year, nothing had changed. Yumi had seen Pinot six years ago, but he talked about how many things haven't changed since then.

The face is as beautiful as a doll. In other words, it is the appearance of a doll breathed into life.

The black hair, glossy as silk thread, is made into three knitted pieces and draped all the way around the knee. Beneath his plumply cut forehead, his long black eyes glowed, his lips varied and red when he was a bud of poisonous flowers, and his skin white as ceramic - the more he looked at it, the more beautiful he was a girl with a beauty than anything else in the world.

"What's the matter, Pocan?...... did you hang out in the colourful incense of your atashi?

"Oh, no, it's never like that -"

"So I'm just kidding. If you were a jerk to me, you wouldn't have any chili?

Pinot laughs by the way as he hides his mouth with a wide mouth like Japanese clothes.

So I could finally pull my shoulder out.

"It's been a year, so I'm totally swallowed up by the air. Looks like you're the same, Pinot."

"Sure. These are the Atashi."

Having regained my composure, I was finally able to bite off the joy of being reunited with Pinot.

You looked at it that way, and Ey-Fa, who kept his mouth shut all the time, also raises his voice.

"Really, that sounds like a breath disaster, Pinot. Does it make any difference to the others?

"Yeah, I always said I killed this guy, too, because he's not a dying balls. I'm sick and tired of it."

Speaking with a singing savvy, Pinot offered his hand behind his back.

"Ho, here come the hungry deceased. Let us eat some delicious Giva dishes this year."

A small and large figure approaches us. There are four of them. It was the face of the bard Niya, and the knife-throwing little boy Zan, and Arun and Amin, who seemed like twins.

"Oh, you're finally back together, beautiful man. I've been haunted by your phantoms every day for the past year."

On the most floating word of the opening, Ai-Fa looked sincerely disgusted. The Lord of the Word is, of course, Niya. This young man was like a natural enemy to Ai-Fa when he was a light-hearted man.

"It is a vain story to utter such repetitions, but both falsehoods and praise appearances are forbidden by the forest. It's going to be hard for you and I to fit together in a group called" The Seat of Gamleys. "

"Oh, that's an inconvenient word. But it's the cold words and the glances that don't appeal to my soul."

Niya is smiling coolly, without looking snagged. He is a pretty good looking young man, wearing something like a bird hat and carrying a guitar-like instrument. It has a smooth shape, and if the target is not a forest people, it would be the type of person who would be treated by the opposite sex.

The little man Zan looks the most horrible of all. He is softly wearing a leather mask on his face, his body is small, but his muscles are amazing. Even though my back length is about 150 centimeters, only my arms are unusually developed, as long and thicker than mine. If I may say so, it was in the shape of a Dan-Lutim arm stuck to Lyelpham-Sudra's torso.

And Arun and Amin are very delicately faced toddlers. I'm about ten years old and this one doesn't seem to have grown much either. He has curly bristles of curly chestnut color, pale eyes and skin color, and is cute as a twin angel. Much of the anxiety remained unchanged.

"Not at all, it's an unflattering blur. Did you not use the allowances or gradually use your eyes to get stuck in the end?

"Depending on the allowance, you're out of your mind. The only person I give my soul to is someone I thought was beautiful from the bottom of my heart. Yeah, like her here, for example."

"Ah, I'm already itching my ass off just listening. If you lose patience too, poke around as little as you like. Wow, i-fa? If you just leave me your mouth and fingers, I can slice the rest."

"... it's true that you don't get angry, but it's also forbidden to do rough things to the nagging. I want you, my fellow countrymen, to shut the mouth of that crude man."

"That's right. Every parent who poked at him was often scolded by his daughter."

Apparently, that was about Lau-Ray and Yamil-Ray. At this rate, Niya also used her eyes on Yamil-Ray during a banquet at the Lou family, where she received iron fist sanctions from Lau-Ray.

"I don't know, it's not a blur to listen to Atashi and the others... here's one, let's borrow the help of Kamua's husband"

To Pinot's words, Niya shrugged her body with gibberish.

Speaking of which, he was talking about how bad Camua-Josh was.

"Hey, don't give me that guy's name all of a sudden. He had nothing to do with it, did he?

"It doesn't matter. He's the one who's been made to be so kind by the woods, isn't he? If you're rude to someone by the woods, you'll be angry."

"Oh, I'm not being rude."

"Speaking of which, he liked Giva's cooking a lot, too. Why don't we wait here and see each other soon?

As Pino smiled and said, Niya sifted her fears and looked left and right and regained responsibility for the instrument on her back.

"Heh. I'm going to work alone because I've been shredded. In Castle Town, my poor daughters are waiting for my song!

"Even Camua's husband has a pass, so he can't escape to Castle Town."

"Ugh!," Niya rushed away in a northerly direction.

Pinot laughs sharply as he holds his mouth.

"The best way to keep that blubber quiet is to borrow your name, Camua-Josh. Please forgive me. Wow, you all did."

"Hmmm... looks like he's really afraid of Camua-Josh"

"Ah, when that blur made a rough phase, Camua's husband gave me a little glimpse. I know it feels like I played Kiki's noisy Geez nose with my finger, but it seems like it was enough for that hipster."

Camua-Josh preaching to the others is a difficult sight to imagine. Besides, even though Camua-Josh is the image that seems to get along with a type like Niya, it didn't seem to.

"Speaking of which, have you met Camus yet?

"Ah, when Atashi and the others were tending, they went out to say hello. He looks the same."

"Rico and the others said hello, didn't they? In the morning, I heard that."

"Yeah, I saw those daughters play, too. That was a pretty good play."

It was this pinot that made Rico and the others aware of my existence. And it was Camua-Josh who made the Pinots aware of the presence of the people by the woods. Thinking about it, it was still a strange edge.

"Well, then it's time to cook. I'll enjoy my first giva dish in a year to my heart's content."

That said, Pinot hung his red lips up again.

Even though this is such a suspicious appearance, it doesn't make me feel alert. Pinot looks like this and is considered a "man of faith" by that Giza-Lou.

And I met Pinot earlier than Ziza-Lou, and I was distracted by that personality. That's all the charm is available for this strange girl.

(Tomorrow is finally 'Dawn Day'... and it feels like Easter has finally begun)

With that in mind, I was supposed to throw a new giva meat into an oil boiled iron pan.