808 The Twentieth Day of the Purple Moon ② - The Edge of Spinning

"It's such a pleasure to meet Dick-Dom, isn't it? How are your injuries?

When I overlapped words like that, Dick-Dom nodded "um" far overhead.

"I can't say it's more important than I'm off hunter's job... but I still think I'm recovering well"

Dick-Dom was tightly secured with a bandage, from his right wrist to the second joint of his finger. Its brave appearance, coupled with its vagaries, is as if it were a bandage-wrapped fighter, but it was a treatment because it hurt my muscles from finger to back of my hand.

Lem-Dom I hear that Dick-Dom suffered such a hand wound because of the beating on the face of a giant Giva. It's about beating Gibba's skull, which is supposedly harder than a rock, with all his might. If normal, it would be a barbarity not strange for fist bones to be shattered.

(But if I didn't, I'd be talking about Diga possibly returning her soul. Really, what a fine person you are)

With such emotion in my chest, I let the crackling detect what Dick-Dom looked like.

Among the hunters by the woods with many large human beings, Dick-Dom is blessed with a singular physique. The back length is likely to be over 190cm, and the whole body is wrapped up in rocky muscles. Though today we are removing Giva's skull, there is no significant difference in the degree of force, as the blushing black hairbrush has hidden half her face.

But that face, full of ancient wounds, is tight but sharp and tight, and the nose beam is neatly muscled through. It looks like Dick-Dom is my age. It's so powerful and stylish that I don't think so, but I still didn't even look older than I did when I was wearing Giva's skull.

"... is there anything on my face?

and Dick-Dom asks as he shines his black eyes sharply.

I made him laugh "no."

"You're just not wearing Giva's skull today. I watched it at dinner and so on, but it was the first time I saw you during the day, so I felt a little fresh."

"... I'm off the hunter's job, and Gibba's skull has only wrapped around the hunter's clothes because I've been advised that it might frighten people in town"

"I think it's good. Still, there won't be any outlaws to plug Dick-Dom into a fight."

"Even if there is such a person, there is no difficulty in dealing with him with one left arm"

No, no matter how drunk the outlaws get, they won't make Dick-Dom obnoxious. That was supposed to be the same level of recklessness as selling fights to lions and tigers.

"We plan to stay in Rutim's house for a while. Besides, I think that on the day" Dawn Day, "the people of the northern settlements will also come down to the Inn Town."

With a smile, Morn-Rutim said so.

He smiles truly well and warmly. I hadn't seen the last daughter of the Baran laugh with such a face yet.

"On" Dawn Day, "people of all kinds of clans should come down to town. This is going to be a lot of noise."

"Yes, I am also very excited"

"Yes," Morn-Rutim added after saying it that way.

"Over there, I saw Rico and the others. I couldn't speak because I was in the middle of a play, but you were already here in Genos."

"Yeah. Just yesterday, I came. Were you revealing another example play?

"No. It seemed like a different play. I thought it would be a shame to look along the way, but I wasn't sure what it was about."

It was already about time to plug into Jomtien, so they started the next play. According to Morn-Rutim, the story was that there was a large crowd of spectators in front of the stage.

"... Morn-Rutim used to work in these places, too"

and Dick-Dom crushed such a thing to his lid.

Morn-Rutim smiles "yes" as he looks up at Dick-Dom's face, which is probably also high near his head.

"It's been months, so I feel a lot nostalgic. What did you do with it?

"No..." he shook his head gently, Dick-Dom not trying to answer anything.

I was just supposed to be heartily surprised when I saw Dick-Dom's eyes peeking between those bulky hairs. His eyes, which were always burning like black fire, lit a light so gentle that he could not think of it.

(Morn-Rutim pulled himself out of the stall business to stay in the northern settlement. Until then, are you happy that you came to me...?

The truth about Dick-Dom, I don't know.

It's just that I've never known Dick-Dom to look at people like this before.

Of course, Morn-Rutim, whose eyes are turned, can't be unaware of that either. Morn-Rutim has bowed his head to me, turning that fuzzy face bright red.

"Well, then excuse me. If you still have time in the future, I'm going to show my face to the lodging town."

Morn-Rutim also greeted Sheila-Lou and the rest of Luu's stalls before walking away with Dick-Dom.

Two people with different heights walk down the street with them. Just watching the back of it made me kind of emotional.

(Those two, I'm sure they're fine. If only Dick-Dom could make a decision, he'd be able to give you a wedding soon)

With such full thoughts in my heart, I was set to take my second peak from Jomtien.

I can hardly even get into stand-up at this hour, but some customers said, "I saw a puppet play!," he called out. Everyone is a much more excited face.

After all, that was an amazing content play, and besides, I guess it's still not normal to talk about the characters in the play being so slightly exposed. Not many of them looked to Ai-Fa, but my beloved parents had tougher faces than usual, so hey, it wasn't the kind of atmosphere to be heard.

Eventually, after half an hour or so past Jomtien, the guests' feet settle down a lot.

What came at that time was The Pot of Silver, led by Radajid. Today, all nine people came to the store at the same time.

"Puppet play, I saw it. The content, it's amazing."

Radajid, who never tries to break his expression, but his eyes and voice felt as though they were engulfed with emotions as he said.

"We, strangers, had a lot to talk about. Asta and the people by the woods, how much, how much, how much, how much, how much, how much, how much, how much, how much, how much, how much, how much, how much, how much, how much, how much, how much, how much, how much, how much, how much, how much, how much, how much, how much, how much, how much, how much, how much, how much, how

"Yes, I am delighted to see you all watching that play"

I had already uncovered Rico's presence in the face of "The Silver Pot," so I said, "Is that the truth? I was never asked."

Radajid breathes in a pungent manner.

"I am delighted by the people by the woods, the right path, what I have gone on, from my heart. And we, friends, be, honor, I think."

"Thank you.... Have you noticed that you guys have also been slightly shaken out?

"Yes. Architects, giva dishes, attachments, creeps, right? It's also an honor, I think."

Radajid tightened his mouth so that he could smile.

In those black eyes, the bright light is leaping.

"That play, over and over, I want to see, I think. Sims, I can't invite you, I'm sorry, I think."

"Oh, because Rico and the others can't handle the eastern language. But if Radajid could say so, I'm sure he'd be happy. When you get a chance, please exchange your words."

"Yes. Me too, I would like"

That's how the Radajids bought up the food and walked away to the Blue Sky Dining Room.

What came after that was Camua-Josh. Besides, Rico stood next to him.

"Hey, Rico. Did you come all the way out here to buy us some food?

"Yes! I was able to make a lot more money this morning, so I decided to be excited!

Rico and the others usually only talk about dried meat during the day.

Rico's face was a lot more trendy, and he had a full expression.

"I've heard many voices from customers who said they saw Rico's play. Even in Genos, that play sounds very popular."

"Yes! I also revealed a few plays in between, but many people seemed discouraged that it wasn't" Kamado no Asta by the Forest, "so I was going to reveal it again afterwards. The truth is, I just want to avoid showing off on standing too much..."

Speaking of which, Dora's father and the visit to the Silver Pot had more than a moment of time lag. In this short period of time, "Kamadu Asta by the Forest" had already been performed.

"Well, it's only been a while. Anyway, the people of Genos are a party to that story."

That's what Camua-Josh said, laughing with a float.

"In a few days, you'll be calm. So even after that, there won't be any less spectators. Rico and the others have more than enough skill to please people in other plays."

"Thank you, Camua-Josh. We want to do the same in every play without distracting ourselves."

Apparently, over the past half-month, the two of them have been able to break it down a lot. Rico has grown up for his age, and Camua-Josh has grown up for his age, so did that reconcile with his delicious condition?

"Does Rico have to go back to the Beltons? There are people in the cafeteria I'd like to introduce you to."

"Who do you want to introduce? What kind of people are they?

"It's called" Pot of Silver, "a trade union of the people of the east. Look, Schmiral-Lilyn was holding the head of the regiment -"

"Oh, are you the ones who are supposed to have giva dishes with the people of the south! I would definitely like to greet you too!

Rico is tireless in his quest for the flesh of me and the people of the woods. Even though the play was already finished, he thought hearing those words would give the play more blood.

(I guess Rico could have worn those arms because he's so enthusiastic)

That's how I rushed to introduce Rico to the Radajids.

The Radajids, who were silently eating Giva food in the Blue Sky Dining Room, bothered to greet us all until they stood up.

"Puppet play, it was brilliant. It's amazing how young you are, how skilled you are, how you acquire it."

"No, not at all. … and please take a seat. I'm sorry to interrupt your meal."

The Radajids sat down, but their eyes remained staring at Rico.

When I don't know my mind, this sense of oppression in the eyes of the people of the east is quite something, but I still don't see Rico getting carried away. He looks back at the Radajids with a smile and a loving look.

"You all say that as soon as Asta started doing business in Innkeeper Town, you were bonded. Could you please let me know what you were talking about at the time if you had time?

"Yes. But, Asta, I know everything. Are we, talking, necessary?

"Yes! I can't hear the impressions of Asta from you guys or anything like that from Asta!

After saying so, Rico shook himself.

"So, um... this is a really bumpy favor... sooner or later, will you allow me to use a puppet that mimics what you all look like?

"Are we, puppets?

"Yes, the number of puppets is limited, so until now, that scene has only had to be explained in words, but if we can get the puppets out of the East and the South one at a time, it seems more exciting"

That's what Rico said, sparkling green eyes.

"To those in the south, I did not ask for forgiveness yesterday. Of course I won't expose your name to the public, so I hope you'll allow me to appear a puppet named 'The East Customer'..."

"Name, if you don't give it away, forgive, isn't it unnecessary?

"No! Still, it is your puppet without a shadow. I would like to refrain from using it on my own without forgiveness."

"Really?" Radajid shook his mouth slightly.

Perhaps you're smiling.

"We don't mind. Instead, that great play, if you can get involved, it would be an honor, I think."

"Thank you! I think we can have a new puppet ready by the end of Easter, so if you don't mind, see what we can do."

"Yes, I will see to it."

Thus, Rico and the others were to bid farewell, taking on the promise that we would speak slowly at some point in time.

Rico looks sincerely happy as he returns to the stall with me.

"Now we're going to be able to add color to that play again! Thank you so much, Asta!

"No, no. Because it's not going to be very far ahead for the Silver Pot and the architects to come to Genos at the same time. I'm sure you'll be guided by Western gods."

After I answered like that, I decided to raise some questions in my chest.

"But the scene where east and south customers cook together was very short, wasn't it? Does prepping even puppets mean you can make that scene over there for long?

"Yes, but if it gets too long, it's redundant, and I think it makes it harder to fold with the front and back scenes. I'd like to put in a word or two about the customer's dialogue."

"Is that all you're gonna do, prepare two new puppets?

"Yes! The hassle is laborious, but it should be worth it just to do so!

I didn't like this part of Rico.

Somehow, it seems to overlap with my own mood, which I do not want to spare the hassle of cooking.

"Oh well. Well, I'm looking forward to seeing a new puppet."

"Yes! Thank you!

When he returned to the stall that way, Rico bought the Giva dishes until the Beltons' minute and hurried away. I thank the other Ravitz ladies for restarting business.

"Rico's a really solid guy. Talking to her reminds me how lazy I am."

That's what Camua-Josh said while crushing 'Gibba Burger' bought at the Lew family stall. Well, I guess it's like a light mouth. It is the usual, pungent smile.

"Even Camus shows amazing behavior when things happen.... Rico and I seem to have gained a lot of rapport."

"That's because Van-Deiro, of course, Rico and Belton, are really the preferred people. Well, Belton won't be very vigilant."

"Haha. I'm sure that's a sign that Belton is a solid man."

So a new customer arrived, so I handed in 'Giva Curry' for my order.

Then Camua-Josh, who taunted "Giva Burger," also ordered "Giva Curry," and began to stand and eat on the spot.

"I was only able to say hello yesterday, so I thought I'd ask you in the recent developments. Have you been at peace for the past six months?

"Right. I don't think I had any trouble with this. Since the Camuans left Genos… yes, I have been given a tour of the castle town and have been entrusted with the cooking of the Tea Party"

"Oh, you've been talking like that since before we left. Then again, are we supposed to deepen our rapport with the example diplomat?

"Right. In fact, the day before the Camuans returned to Genos, they were invited to a dinner party of rapprochement."

"Heh," Camua-Josh raised his mouth angle.

"Finally, a friendly dinner party? If that's how rapprochement works, it's more than that."

"Yeah, well... right"

I got a little carried away because Gazran-Rutim gave me an unexpectedly serious glimpse on the spot.

Isn't it true that human beings for Fermes are the same line of beings as dolls used in puppet plays and characters in books - Gazran-Rutim spoke that way with his eyes as sharp as eagles?

"Well, it's about relaxing your temper. They're going to be sitting in Genos for a long time anyway."

Camua-Josh grins less and turns his gaze toward Ai-Fa.

"Let me keep my eyes peeled so I don't get confused.... I'm not tired of struggling."

"Weird," Ai-Fa said, responding at the top of the Buddha.

Well, the nobles seem to be rough during Easter, so they won't have a chance to face Fermes for a while. In addition, even if I had the chance to show my face, I would like to keep up with my initial desire to deepen rapport.

"Speaking of which, even in Castle Town, we need to talk about inviting Rico and the others again?

Camua-Josh pulled me back into the conversation, so I let him say yes.

"At the harvest festival by the woods, we invited the nobles and the castle townspeople. At that time, Bozzle, the cook of Castle Town, suggested that the people of Castle Town should not only see the play of Rico and his nobles."

"I see. That's a tough story. The people of the castle township would have been indifferent to the people by the woods until now, but if you saw that play, you'd have just changed your mind."

"Yes, I think so, too."

I have already told Jan that Rico and the others are back in Castle Town. If the Melfrieds are convinced of Bozzle's words, they will soon hear from the castle town.

"Well, with Rico's skill, even the people of Castle Town won't spare any copper coins. If it works, I wonder if I could even get a one-day pass."

"When that happens, that's the best result. I think Rico and the others deserve it."

"Yeah, yeah, not at all. … Now, I wonder what the last item will be."

Finished eating "Giva Curry," Camua-Josh looks around the stall with a pungent face. I laughed unexpectedly at that appearance.

"That's quite an appetite. Speaking of which, aren't you going to take it back to Late or something?

"Yeah, it's like Leyt's really gonna help with the inn job. He said he'd be done by noon."

"Kimmus's Tail Pavilion" is also the busiest period of the year, so it's still a story. So, Kamuya-Josh enjoys Easter without worries.

"I went away too far last year, 'cause I couldn't come back to Genos. Hey. I'm going to let you relax and put your wings up this year."

"Yes, and I'm delighted to be with you on Easter."

"Yeah, yeah. I can't wait for Dawn Day."

What a soothing atmospheric afternoon, thanks to Camua-Josh of Extremely Rare Dragonfly.

Still, the guests were hiccups, and the streets are much busier. I decided to get my feelings back together for the closing hour that was approaching.