818 Twenty-two Days of the Purple Moon • - AC

After cleaning up the stalls, I went out onto the streets and the crowd was waiting for us beyond my imagination.

The stone streets, about ten metres wide, are filled with humans as far as they can see. Odd humans squeeze fruit liquor around the barrel, but it was enthusiasm to the point of awesomeness anyway.

"This is really a situation where you don't know who to talk to. Let's just go over to the cafeteria."

Three people were acting with me: Ai-Fa, Malfira-Naham and Ray-Matua. The Malfira-Nahams, whose first Easter this is, look around this buzz with their eyes round.

Half of the people gathered on the spot still seemed to be western people, including the inhabitants of Genos. The other half are the people of the south, east, and by the woods. It was still the first sight I saw that so many people by the woods were swarming the crowd.

"Yo, have you finally finished what you did? Good luck."

In the Blue Sky Dining Room, Grandma Ziva and the others still remained. I mean, I guess I didn't feel like going into this crowd in a wheelchair. Rudd-Lou and Ziza-Lou stood on Grandma Ziva's left and right, and what was forming the table by her side was quite a different color combination: Delus and Wads on Dari-Sutty.

"That's awful, it's Asta to Ai-Fa. We've got your buzz coming from here."

Dari-Sutty laughs at me loosely. Instead, he also refrained from facing Vera's young parents and familiar blood clans.

"You heard the offer from Fermes, didn't you? When we get back to the woodland, we'll have to discuss it with the Donda-Lou guys too... well, if the Ai-Fas are willing to accept it, then we should settle in to talk about respecting it"

"Mm-hmm. Never a pleasant story, but I'm thinking we should deepen our ties as much as we do with that one"

With a harsh look, Ai-Fa was answering that way.

To encourage it, Dari-Sauti smiles again.

"Being chased around by a nobleman in a position is hard work, I suppose. But since Asta is no longer a clean woodland people, this is not just a matter of Fa's house. We want to do everything we can together."

"Thank you. As comforting as it would be if Dari-Sautti could say that."

Then Wazz, who was tickling the fruit liquor in the liquor glass, raised an innocent voice, "Wow."

"How dare you invite me to the feast of the lord's castle in this town. It can't be normal. Isn't that a story?

"Right. I'm honored, too."

After I answered like that, I looked around once again at the faces I was on the spot.

"By the way, the Sauties and the Dells, it's their first meeting, isn't it? Were they bonded through the people of Lou?

"Mm-hmm. Until just now, there were George-Zaza and Dick-Dom, but they went out into the streets with the people of Din and Lid."

That being said, Dari-Sauti turned his gaze to the face of the Lou family.

"Before that, I could say hello to the men of the Silver Pot. We, the Sauti bloodline, have little connection to the people in town, so we want to expand our interactions a little bit through the Lou family."

"Oh... I'm glad I can exchange words with you myself..."

Speaking of which, the interaction between Grandma Ziva and Dali-Souti may have been the first occasion I've ever seen. Dari-Sauti was also visiting the settlement of Luu from time to time, so he would have had about a face-to-face meeting with Grandma Ziva, but I guess he still didn't get many opportunities to exchange words slowly.

"The people in the east left in exchange for us. They're important to the Astas, aren't they?

I said yes to Wads' question.

"For us who are the people of the west, the people of the south and the people of the east are important friends. Especially just now, the people by the woods will find themselves in an itchy position."

"Yeah. Well, we don't even have anything to do with the East. Good. I'm not so angry that I saw their faces... just make me feel so shady."

"Actually, when I talk, it doesn't feel gloomy at all. Besides, I don't think most Sims who come all the way to the West have any hostility toward the South."

Since Gigi's meadow is far from the border, there is no opportunity to engage in a war with Jagal.

"It must be the same story that the inhabitants of Genos are not hostile to the people of the North.... Speaking of which, did you hear about the people north of Turan?

"Oh. When the year breaks out, they're going to be able to move on to Jagal. Instead, they're gathering workers in a territory called Turan? There was a lot to talk about at the inn."

Like other HRs, that's what Dells said. But the truth is that the migration of the people of the North started with this Dells proposal. Inside, he may have been giggling at this result.

"Oh, I'm out of fruit liquor again. It's nice to sit back and relax, but it's a hassle to pick up some fruit liquor."

When Wads blurred like that, Dells raised his hips as if he were daunted.

"Then it's time for us to pull in. If you go out on the street, you'll find it in Kimmus' meat."

"Right. See you later, Grandma."

Grandma and I mean, of course, Grandma Ziva. Both names disappeared across the crowd as Grandma Ziva smiled and dropped them off.

"This is almost the first time I've spoken intimately to the people of the South. You're not as rough as I hear you say you are."

I asked Dari-Sautti to say yes.

"I think it's more of a mood of emotion than crude, and not good enough to hide it. Even by the woods, there aren't many of them, are there?

"Um, sure," Dari-Sautti looks at Rudd-Lou with an eye that includes laughter.

Rud-Lew said, "Is that me?," he tilted his neck.

"I haven't really thought about how they look like me. Either that or Dan Rutim or Lau Ray is closer, right?

"Right. Whatever it is, it's new to me."

That being said, Dari-Sauti narrowed her eyes satisfactorily.

"There is only one luggage truck in Sauti, so I could only come with six people today...... I would like to gather more blood families for the next opportunity"

"Then why don't we visit Luu's bloodstream settlement the day before and reveal the night there?

Giza-Lou, who had always been silent, responded accordingly.

"Let's take too long to get out on foot from Sauti to Accommodation Town. But if it's from a Luu bloodstream settlement, there's nothing wrong with walking. Even today, many of the blood clans must have come on foot."

"Really? But isn't it just annoying that ten or twenty people will also come to Luu's settlement?

"It's up to the chief Donda to forgive it, but I don't think there's anything narrow about it if you even divide it up to family members like Rutim and Ray"

"Thank you," Dari-Sauti smiled.

"Besides, I'm glad Giza-Lou told me that."

"Hmm? What else?

"Ziza-Lou should be a man who values the codes and learnings of the woodland. Until then, let's go down to the Inn Town is not a story that matches the Forestside lesson?

Ziza-Lou shook his neck to the side, still facing calmly like a Buddha statue.

"At the Parents' Conference, we came to the conclusion that the people by the woods should deepen their ties with the people of the town. Then following it will be a new lesson by the woods. Of course, we should now determine with our own eyes whether going down to town is the right thing to do."

"Right. This is how we actually have to get down to town to figure it out."

Since I answered that way, Dari-Sauti has turned to me.

"I was also talking to Gazran-Rutim earlier, but most of my family seems to be going down to the lodging town today. Moreover, I hear that there are many family members as well as family members. Maybe it was only the family of Sautti who didn't come along. Vera and Dawn are the only people here, and Faye, Dada and Tamr could not be brought."

"Right. Even if it's a few people at a time, it probably brings all the clan people together."

"Is it still true? I feel careless that only Sauti's family has taken the fall. … but at the same time, I am delighted that all the people of our clan have done it of their own free will."

Dari-Sauti was smiling with a powerful expression.

I'll try to smile back "yes," too.

"Today is only the first day of Easter. The holidays are still here, so we look forward to seeing all of you from the Sauti bloodline."

"Mm-hmm. I'd also like to talk to Donda-Lou and ask all the family members to see this."

That's how many words we exchanged, and then we decided to quit.

Then in exchange, Dora's father came to the Blue Sky Dining Room. Your family is your wife only, and it is the owners and family of the cloth shop and pan shop who are with you.

"Hey, I thought I'd introduce these guys to the Lew family. Is the elder still here?

"Yes, and some of you are one of the three chiefs, Dari-Sauti."

"Oh, I remember exchanging words with that guy at Easter last year. I'm so excited."

Ugly noisy, the fathers slip into the Blue Sky Dining Room.

We moved into the streets again, biting down our smudged delights.

"Well... before I go back to the settlement, I'd like to say hello to the Silver Pot and the architects, but I don't know if I can find this crowd."

"Silver pot, it looks like they're gathering over there."

and Ai-Fa pointed in the north direction with his gaze.

"We seem to be stopping by the other side of the place where the chairs and tables are located. Earlier, there was a glimpse from the human gap."

"That's hunter's eyesight. Thanks, Ai-Fa"

So we went for the other side of the Blue Sky Dining Room.

The Blue Sky dining hall is at the north end of the outdoor area, but on the other side of it is left with space for expansion. At night, it is a formula where rugs are laid and seated.

There was also a barrel of liquor in that space, and there was certainly a glimpse of a bunch of people wearing hooded capes.

And - there were a bunch of people out there who didn't even think about it.

"That's Rico and the others. And even the ladies..."

"Oh, Asta. Good luck with your work."

Rico looks back at me and smiles at me. Around it was the Silver Pot on the right, the Lilyn family, and Aldous and Mayton and their families on the left. Rico himself is in a position to be face-to-face with both, but it wasn't a bit of a normal story that a group from the east and south surrounded the same barrel of liquor.

"Hey, Asta. You look like Kimmus got his beak played."

Aldas raises his hand with a bitter smile. Instead, the old man was on the top of the Buddha.

"Well, you can't be surprised. We didn't think we were going to face the East."

"Yes. What kind of gathering is this?

"No, when we walked past this place, the little girl wanted these people to hear the old stories. Then Mayton..."

"We were there, too. I can't wait to get this conversation twisted around like it's convenient for these guys, so I decided to let them talk to me."

and Mayton will also raise his voice with the liquor cup in one hand.

The families watched Radajids with the same eyes as even rare animals.

The Radajids are, as usual, faceless. The Lilyn family people were all smiling calmly.

"Oh, for the reference of the puppet play, you mean Rico was listening to the story of the time. I thought it was something."

Thinking about it, the then Silver Pot and the architect came across it all the time in front of the stall. And it was roughly the first time in a year and a half that they had reunited in this way.

"I kind of miss it a lot. My business started off well, thanks to all of you at the stall."

"... but is it true that these guys were a day earlier than us?

And, Mayton gives me a much more liquor-stained face.

"I remember the first time I looked at these guys, too. If Giva meat was delicious or unpleasant, they would have come. So these guys insist they've been at Asta's stall for a day now."

"Uh, wait a minute, please"

Anyway, it happened a year and a half ago. I had to scan my memories carefully, too.

"Right...... right. The day I first left the stall, the Silver Pot people came. It just wasn't all ten, was it?

"Yes, me and the three of them, Castle Town, were out, so that day, I could not visit"

It was Schmiral-Lilyn who answered me that way.

It's an episode about meeting no other Schmiral-Lilyn, so I could answer with confidence about this, too.

"That's right, I see. So the day after that, the dishes were sold out, and the day after that, we were to welcome the architects and the Silver Pots at the same time."

"Are you sure... we weren't the first ones"

Mayton was, unfortunately, dropping his shoulder.

Aldas smiles bitterly, twitching that back.

"The best, the second. You don't care about that, do you? Such detailed stories are not easy to use in puppet plays. Hey, lady?

"Yes, but I am very interested to hear it. It seemed like the scene at the time would come to light."

Whether he was drinking fruit liquor or or not, Rico lit his cheeks as much as Mayton did. I guess I'm greatly inspired by my willingness to create as a puppet.

"So it's even the day after that that that it's become a commotion to be called guards, isn't it?

"Oh, uh... yeah, I think it was only about the next day..."

When Mayton finally said yes, Radajid spoke up.

"The noise, the next day. Giva food, because it wasn't enough, made a scene, became"

"Is that true? You remember those old stories all the way up to sunshine?

"Daily, I don't know. It's just, Asta, I'm sorry, I thought, so I'm remembered, I'm left strong."

The way Radajid and Mayton exchanged words was truly fresh. I still didn't even know the names of these two names at the time of the noise.

"And from the day after that, loose, giva dishes, ready to buy. Also, new dedication, from that day on, increased, I think."

"Oh, you added 'Myrmu Grill', didn't you? I increased the number of stalls to two… was that later?"

"Yes. Plus, from the day after, I think"

Apparently, Radajid remembered exactly what happened at the time more than I did.

Then Ardus raised his voice, "I see."

"So you're saying that the old man started going to the stall more later? You've always insisted that you don't like rabbits."

The old man just rattled his nose, "Hum," and he didn't try to answer anything.

Then this time, Rico becomes "I see".

"Then the man of the building was not even present on the day when the guards were called. Were all the Silver Pot people there?

"Yes, all of them, they should have been there."

"So... the head of the regiment at the time was your Schmiral-Lilyn, right?"

Rico's eyes glanced at Schmiral-Lilyn as he shined a rather strange light.

"I was wondering if the puppet should imitate Schmiral-Lilyn, the leader of the regiment, if it was meant to be... but I think the people of the west and the south, when it comes to the people of the east, associate black hair. Bringing up a silver-haired puppet there could cause confusion as to whether there is any special reason... unfortunately, I think I'll prepare a dark-haired puppet"

"Yes." Silver Pot, "other than me, brunette, so brunette, deserving, I think"

Smiling softly, Schmiral-Lilyn replied as such.

"Thank you," he says, bowing his head, then Rico leans his little neck a lot strangely.

"Speaking of which, is" Silver Kettle "the name given to it by Schmiral-Lilyn's hair color?

"No. Named, given, father, me, born, before. Mother, she had silver hair, so she must have liked her father, silver."

"Oh, I see. That's a nice anecdote."

Rico and Schmiral-Lilyn were to smile at each other without giving in.

Then, the sound of "Hmm" echoes in my ear. The source is the youngest sister of the Dora family.

"There's really only one of you, you laugh as you please. If you moved God to the west, I'm sure it's natural."

With the same smile on his face, Schmiral-Lilyn looked back at you.

"Yes, sun, shallow, I don't think so, but emotions, I try not to hide it"

"It's nothing, isn't it? You don't look like you're forced to laugh."

"Hey," said the old man.

But my youngest sister shrugs her shoulders with a firm face.

"What? You're not from the east anymore, you're from the woods, right? It was your father who told you to get along with the people of the woods."

"That's right......" the old man looked back at Schmiral-Lilyn as he rubbed the tannic surface.

Schmiral-Lilyn greets it with a soft smile.

"I'm a forest folk. If you can, bond, deepen, I'd appreciate it, I think."

"Hmm... I didn't expect you to marry the people of the woods back then."

Then Mayton said, "It's true!" He shouted out loud.

"And that person is such a farewell man. You're the one who helped Asta's stall from the beginning, right?

"Yeah, that's right......" Vina Ruu-Lilin smiled quietly, too. It is not a liturgical smile to show its guests in the stalls, but an elegant smile as usual.

"Damn, you did a good job. There are a lot of different people by the woods, but among them, it's a different person with a fingerprint."

With that said, Mayton soaked a glass of fruit liquor.

"... but well, if they show their happy faces like that, they can't even put an ass on it. Hey, you're not gonna cry like this, are you?

"Yes, of course."

Much to the point, the Maytons were also trying to encourage Schmiral-Lilyn to behave independently.

Maybe not just Rico, but the presence of Schmiral-Lilyn is the bridge between The Silver Pot and the architect. Thinking that way, it was very emotional.

"Oh, yeah. The Silver Pot people are familiar with Deal."

In my words, the old man said, "What?," he frowned.

"How do you know the people of the East when you're the daughter of Zeeland?

"I'm with the ladies. Since then, Dial would have gone to the stall, too, wouldn't he? At that time, I had the opportunity to exchange words with the Schmiral-Lillins."

"Yes, initially, hostility, was directed, but in the West, I was apologized for saying that I shouldn't wake up."

"Huh. If I were that little girl, I'd probably bite. Even more so because it was the first time I had ever been to Genos."

It was Aldas who said so.

Its eyes look around the face of the Pot of Silver.

"We've been out to Genos for years now, so we're used to being people of the east. Of course, as long as Jagal sees Sims as his enemy, he can't face his people... but he still doesn't want to wake up with you people close to the woods."

"Yes, we feel the same way."

Radajid looked back at Aldas with a gentle look.

Then Gillan-Lillin, who had been quiet all along, raises his voice.

"Try us, we're both friends. If the friends wake each other up, all they can do is mourn and grieve. Even if we can't be friends, can we respect you?

"Respect. I don't know what I'm gonna do, I'm gonna respect it."

"I don't know about that, but isn't it important to see the other person as one person?"

That said, Gillan-Lillin glanced down the street.

The streets are ruined by humans. Among them were numerous figures of the forestside people.

"The people of the woods and the men of the city were averting each other. That would be something you know stronger than I have been stuck around the woods for a long time. Isn't that because you didn't recognize you as the same person?

"Yeah, really? In the meantime, the people in town seem to have been terrified of the forest people."

"Mm-hmm. We would have been seen as barbarians wandering the laws of the kingdom. And we saw the people of the Stone Capital as the proud and weak. It should have included the people of the east and the south."

Gillan-Lillin overlapped the words as she deepened the laughing wrinkles in her eyes.

"We were strongly reminded that it would be foolish to avoid them with such a decision. If you don't like strangers, you should know them well enough to hate them."

"If we don't like each other right now, it would seem like a hard time to imitate it."

Saying so, Aldas grinned.

His eyes are turned to the Radajids.

"But, well... I took it like a doll. I don't care what nature lurks beneath its face."

"Yes, the people of the South, there are few opportunities to speak, so I, interesting, think"

Only without expression, Radajid said.

But the eyes are so calm that they can't be beat by Schmiral-Lilyn.

"Humph," Aldas snorted, turning back to Rico.

"Well, shall we continue the conversation? What else did you hear?

"Yes! I think I've grabbed a lot of the scenes at the time, so I'd like to hear your impressions about Asta and the people around the woods and the Giva dishes next!

Being heard such a story in front of you is quite an inspiration for shame.

But I was able to hear people's words with greater satisfaction than that.