Chronicles of The Hardships of Komachi in The Sengoku Era

There was a dark princess with a glossy grin as the fearful Shizuko looked back behind her.

When she meets Shizuko's gaze, she slowly lays down her face deliberately and spins her words in pity.

"He deserves the honor of being the best in Japan. However, due to the importance of the heavens, the lord is vacant and inconvenient. Shizuko doesn't seem to understand the confusion of having a concubine (soft) in her" pieces "where she gets a clear picture, and wants her busy palace to at least have a concubine resemblance. The concubine said that she has adored Shizuko more than my child, but it is so lamentable..."

When the princess decides to cry an obvious lie, the samurai who had refrained behind her also shows a consolation "Oh, how delightful".

There was a farce that began abruptly and an accusation that could be directed at me. Shizuko didn't stop at her gaze and started excusing herself.

"I was never taking the princess lightly. Totaro (Kotaro) also said he would if there were no one who wanted him, and I don't think the Mitsuruo family would be able to hold him in order. But is it really appropriate?

"Ho ho ho, you ask that to your concubine who faces you every day with the look you gave me? It's been a long time since I've used a mirror that shows so clearly, but I haven't slept with my concubine once. I mean, superstition."

Seeing a dark princess laughing strangely by the way, Shizuko gets a good glance.

"Are you ready for your little play earlier? You looked breathtaking..."

"Good. Why would you give me the fastest Japanese book? Then the concubine must also show the deep part of her nostalgia? Well, I've already done my part, so I'll have to bring you a beautiful picture anyway."

Dropping off the back of a dark princess walking in an upbeat mood, Shizuko snuck out a sigh of sigh.

Mitsumomo, who was at the scene, also laughed bitterly when she and Shizuko met each other, and she nodded one and gave way to the order.

Speaking to Totaro about the situation, he admitted that if there were no one more desirable than the former, he would have offered himself, and that even the inhumans would have been the best if he had said that he had missed Nihomoto Ichi.

In this way, the world's first character photography was chosen as a diagram of a dark princess who looked out for a snow mountain in the distance and cheered with her hands on a camellia (Sazanka) that was tinted with thin red (no udder) in the nearby view.

Suddenly promoted to the shooting squad, Mitsuzuo put up an impromptu ref board, and a photograph was taken paying attention to the shadow, making it the one he deserved to give to Nobunaga.

Immediately after the development, the painter colored the beautifully printed ones, framed them pseudo-tailored to color photographs, and delivered them to Nobunaga, who, as declared by the Dark Princess, set them on cheap soil.

This was followed by a photograph of Tiger Taro, who dared to challenge him in a Japanese costume, and finally the Mitsuya family, who looked friendly, fit in the photo.

"By the way, darling princess, what about the dryboard from which the picture is based? With this, I can make many of the same pictures, but I was wondering if it would be convenient for me to have them in my hands other than the above..."

"Then keep it at Shizuko's hands. For the concubine, it is sufficient to have one paired with the one sent to the temple. Because of Shizuko, do you want to leave it as a dossier?

"I care for you. It hurts. We will keep it tightly so that it never spills outside."

The dryboards used for these series of shootings will only be conveyed in later life, as the device used for the world's first shooting of people.

About half a month had passed since the disturbance at Ozhang, and another problem had arisen in Yasushi, where Nobunaga's seat was located, that emanated from the photograph.

"I can still forgive you for the thickness scratching Nihonbotsuichi. But instead of my tiger Jiro (Nobunaga's beloved cat), I can't stand wildcats being photographed first! Call Shizuko here! You have to take a photo of me and Jiro Tiger together!

"In my words, if your photos come out, you'll be in danger. I'll take your place with Hotaru!

"What do you say! Lord Akechi and the Tampa attacking general, in case there is, here is a certain order moon (Reishitsu) (love cat of Hoshikawa) and..."

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. If the resemblance remains, there is an obstacle, and the emperor has an extraordinary interest in the photograph. Let's start by picturing me as Kaiye."

Nobunaga's tentative palace in Yasushi raised his voice when he looked excited.

Akechi Kwang-soo advanced to make it clear, and Fujikata Hoshikawa, who was there, named me after him.

The situation was becoming chaotic when Kingsguard Hisashi recommended it.

Everyone but Nobunaga has stated Pre-Construction, but everyone's hearts were in agreement. If safety were to be secured, it was the sexuality of the ambitious who wanted to be the most.

Without settling into an argument, it was only decided to call back Shizuko and the photo technician on both the raven and the corner, and the early horse was tailored to Ogi.

Shizuko, who received more sentences than the messenger who floated the shapes of the final death, saw the distance with vain eyes like a dead fish for too much extra business and regretted that she should not have sent a picture of the cat.

In conclusion, each of them kept their own photographed dryboards, and all transcribed photographs were also settled by their own management.

Shizuko, who had gone all the way out, was taken around for shooting with no rest.

Nobunaga became "the first man of the day no one was photographed with the love cat", Mae Jiu became "the first Kanbai of the day no one was photographed with the love cat", Mitsu-su became "warlord as well" and Fujikata became "culturalist of the same culture".

Seeing everyone put a picture in each of them with a dull look, Shizuko thought with a little smile that no matter how old he was, he liked it best.

Around that time, in the streetscape muscle, which currently withheld the sakura, Changke was in formation.

The same behavior continued on the road to this point, halving drunkards who drained their knives and rammed on drunken quotes from daytime onwards, destroying a group of night-time thieves who were unluckily detected by the smell of longevity, and burning down illegal detention centres (Michiyuki).

Since they were not trying to conceal any of their own existence, their proximity to the line became known to the merchants of Sakami from an early stage, and the sumptuous merchants that became the object of the longevity had already gone on without living comfort.

"Now, bring you merchant-style travelers from one end to the other. Tell every merchant in and out of Sakai what I'm looking for and why."

The deliveries under the orders of the chief officer faithfully carried out his directive. In other words, a simple location was created to stop only the merchants.

In the course of that day, a complaint arrived against the majestic merchant who defied Nobunaga, and he sent a messenger to stop the royalty of Nagaka.

In response to a request to stop the lawlessness of the merchants, the chief executive respondent was to "obey your life and stay here until you obey".

The ambassador of the merchant tried to negotiate with him, but he couldn't pull any concessions from the chief executive, and went back to Sakami with awesomeness.

Having already reached their primary goal, the chiefs had stopped questioning the merchants.

Because many people entering and leaving Sakai were well known for their purpose and who they were targeting, it was decided that there was no need for any more.

It just seemed like a respite from the vulgarity until I gave a response, and I didn't care when it would resume and the complaint would kill me again.

Long and luxurious compared with patience, but it was still the one who was in a hurry.

The boulder is only a merchant who can defy Nobunaga and endures while sitting on a needle (rather). The longevity made a cut at the immobile situation and began to work out the next measures.

I would have stepped on it sooner if I could have been blamed by the irrelevant people around me for annoying me because of you, but it didn't seem to work out so well.

Reports from intermediaries diving all over the city of Sakami suggest that other major merchants are also commissioning with us tomorrow to defend the luxury merchants who are the targets of the longevity.

However, it was also becoming a difficult situation to describe as a single rock, as opinions were being divided as things prolonged.

In that case, he decided that the crack would spread easily if he pushed the passive back.

Eight days have passed since Nagako first told the messenger about the matter. A line appeared to visit the ranks of the chief.

It was a luxury in a completely different matter. Including himself, the warrior-like man who served as a messenger to the chief cake also shaved off his hair and looked like a monk who had exposed his bald head.

"Welcome to my team. I thought you'd come out from there and expect a colorful reply. Due to the presence of our martial artists, I can't give you much hospitality, but I would like to ask you to spare me that. Well, what can I do for you?

The appearance of the opposing longevity was even flamboyant. The loud merchant knelt (kneeled) on the spot and squeezed out his voice as he rubbed his bald head to the ground.

"After all this time, I apologize for lying down. I will do everything you say. My eyes glared at greed. I was stupid. On this occasion, I gave my son my life, and I will hide here, so I would like to take a toast to forgive you from the forest."

Shivering all over his body as if he were a dust, the merchant spinned his words desperately. He kept his head down so that everyone could crawl to imitate him.

"First, raise your face. It is not a ghost with us. If there was no land deal, would a certain person (if it were) obey the Lord? And how do you respond?

The luxurious complexion that looked up at the length from the dugout posture was stained with a dead man's earthiness. This man, as old away as his grandson, did not give a glimpse of the attitude of the luxury merchants, but only wanted results (...).

When he retrieved his testimony from his nostrils with his trembling hands, he offered it to the master. There was a description of the transaction of the land that Nobunaga viewed as problematic.

"This is how I got my testimony back from the counterparty. Please don't do this any more... Please don't..."

Changke received the testimony offered by the majestic merchant and nodded to Eagle Deep when he checked the contents as one.

"I only accepted your wish. If you see this, you will be delighted. We'll get in formation early and report to the boss, so if you'll excuse us. Yes, I was told that I would give up my position, but I don't want it either. Keep working for business."

When he heard Nagaka's response, the maverick shivered as if struck by lightning, and nodded at the spot. He forbade the merchants from fleeing.

For the luxury merchants who gave in to Nobunaga and rebelled the deal, crushing their credibility, they were also not allowed to retire and it was tantamount to turning their shame in public.

Even during this period, the merchants insulted Changke that he was nothing more than a violent man who was proud of his power. He became the feather of redeeming the price of stupidity by living a day painted with humiliation.

Nagakai was satisfied to see the line back to Sakami in support of her husband, who was completely finished at the meeting for less than a moment.

"Dear Forest. Why did he suddenly change his attitude? There will be less damage than unilaterally breaking the deal."

"Hmm? Oh, sure, because I didn't move directly, don't you see? All right, I feel good today, so let's just say I tell you one thing!

At no time was he in a good mood, but he was happy to tell his men the jewelry of his measures.

That was ruthless if I heard what was going on. Nagako ordered those lurking in Sakami to look for the meeting of the merchants.

So I looked up the rash on his face supporting defiance of Nobunaga. On top of that, the chief minister looked to the families of the rebel merchants and ordered the middlemen to look for their trends.

Next, because he wrote to the rebel merchants, he grasped that they were defiant of Nobunaga and smelled that they were also grasping the trends of their families.

If the contents of the meeting had just slipped through or even reached my own family, I could not continue to side with the extravaganza that is other human resources.

They searched each other for traitors, and quotes falling into suspicious darkness, one as lacking the teeth of the cunt, and another and the rebels fell to the Kyoutis.

Changkao's M.O. was not to give any hand to the main business owner, the luxury merchant himself, but to quietly cut off the surrounding allies and make the luxury merchant naked.

The merchants were forced into a situation where their allies succumbed to threats and turned their opinions around, and only they were safe and strong.

"I don't know... that's spectacular. He would have tasted a living hell of a needle."

"Well, I still don't like things like this rush. It was worth the patience. I've received quite a bit of gold for calling it a nuisance fee, and when I get back to Ozhang, let's roll out to the city!

Nagako sat back in a crate left by the luxury merchant in the name of the nuisance fee and laughed and showed it in a luxurious manner. A gloomy M.O. sees a broad figure on his back, and his men knew once again the horror of their master.

After finishing the negotiations at Sakai, a long line arrived in Kyo, behaving like an outbound route.

"It's finally Kyo. The bad guys don't end well because they come out everywhere."

Changke was wiping the human bonelessness that had become the love spear with a pocket while spilling the stupidity that shelved his thing.

The pocket that Long Ke had thrown away was sticky with blood and fat, which showed for sure that someone had put it on a spear.

"People gather from all over Japan, so I'm guessing all the prison inmates hired as escorts on the road flash their jobs and make fools of themselves."

Kyo was the seat of the Emperor, as indicated by the Miyazo (Miyakoro), which served as the capital of the capital, and was widely recognized not only in Japan, but also by missionaries abroad.

I have been significantly lonely since the riots of Yongren, but I have regained my vitality since Nobunaga's Upper Lo, and now everyone is so busy that I recognize that Kyou is the center of politics (that is, every word).

Business opportunities inevitably arise if security is maintained and many people are brought together. In that case, the people of the province will also aim to hit a mountain in Kyo, replacing their property with commodities and bringing escorts.

I have no problem with the flow so far, but once I got to a safe Kyoto, I was spared an escort that was only proud of my skill.

Prisoners who are not as talented as they are at selling themselves are hired to escort merchants from Kyoto to the provinces, but they can't all do that.

Having devoured their jobs, they will leave the tightly controlled capital to rub in the neighboring cities and villages.

Even when it comes to rubbing, it can be cute to the extent that it gets drunk and violent. But about the jailer with the bandit mayhem, who's worse than his ex.

He had switched quickly to robbery in anticipation of his arms, or had formed a detachment party to defeat the bandits.

They worked lawlessly everywhere, putting innocent people, young and old, in their hands.

"But you didn't have to hit me that far... wouldn't it have been nice to just snap my neck?

"Fools don't know what to say with their mouths. You must admonish them so that everyone can see them at a glance."

It was also the aforementioned outlaws who took a longable spear. The figure of the head of the bandit, which Nagako had exposed from his hand and finished on his neck, had something to spare him from the cold of heart by his men, who were accustomed to seeing Nagako fight.

Somehow I left it to the momentum as I rode, piercing it with a spear with my head shoulder in my hand and stitching it to the ground, I jumped off the horse and pressed it, beating it in the face many times as I crossed it instead of the horse.

The long hand is made of steel, and if you want to be punched in the face with something like that, your cheekbones will instantly crumble and you will blow blood bubbles from your mouth through your eyes and nose and transform into a face that is not seen as a second.

Confirming that his head was alive in a hard way, Changke was also struck by the remnants, who trembled miserably. He pulled the spear out of his head and waved, and cut off the legs of the fleeing remnants, beating them, and instantly turned the area into a sea of blood.

By the time the policing squad arrived, which rushed from Kyo after hearing rumors, it had swollen more than twice its original size, and only a few corpses had rolled like dough made by pinching meat from the neck and the top, not even sure where the eyes and nose were.

Of course, they had trouble dealing with it. Around it seemed like a sour nose that the battlefield was also covered, and it was unclear which was the outlaw.

That said, the opponent is Nobunaga's favorite. If we say bad things and buy unhappiness, we may join the tragic corpse ourselves.

They are strictly ordered to perform policing duties, but when they were dissolved without even examining the length of the site, it was the mountain of Seoul that worked to clean up the site.

Still, it would be brilliant and praiseworthy to tell the chief to appear in the jar of the police force when he arrives in Kyo.

"Well, what's done will be good. It's more of a corner of Tokyo than that, if you put your bags in a luggage cage, we'll roll them out to play!

"Ha ha..."

His concern became a reality as he rubbed his chills long enough to see if one of his men was okay.

"Katsuzo, sit there for a moment."

There was a figure of Shizuko, who had been invited to Kyou a long time earlier and had been informed of Nagako's whereabouts at the residence of Kinbu.

"Oh, whoa... oh, my legs are paralyzed and I can't move"

Nagako, caught by Shizuko and taken to Shizuko's Kyoto mansion, was snugly squeezed for several hours with him seated in the ground.

Shizuko's ears were filled with Nagako's work because Nagako deserved it.

A troubled policeman who just lay on the sidelines will talk to Shizuko about what he didn't have to take care of if he honestly appeared in the police station, and it continues to this day.

"Seung-zo, you don't have to worry about leg paralysis. There's a cure for it, right?

"No, wait! Sure, if you drop your neck, you won't be worried about your leg paralysis, but then you'll end up falling for it!

"I don't understand what Shizuko said. How about a decorative head that's not on your neck?

Ask Nagaka to hasten to stay in the talent zone with a spear attached to Nagaka's neck with a straight face. Only a talent who wouldn't joke more than his ex would kill him for real, so Hakanagaku was chilling his liver.

"Absolutely! Because Shizuko has been turned around by the people, your sharpening is done to that extent. Be thankful that you have earned the Lord's mercy."

"Wow, I know. No, I will reflect deeper than the sea."

I immediately changed my attitude when I noticed the gaze of a longable but bottom-cold talent who tried to resist reflexively. If I were to say something bad, it could have been truly truncated.

"Reflection is not a mouth, show it in action"

"… strive. By the way, I don't see Shizuko, but he went out?

"I am in good hands. They're going to meet someone from Hasegawa."

"Oh, example."

The Hasegawa River here is Shinchun, a man later called Isobu (Tohaku), who had been charged with a test to see if Shizuko was qualified to come into contact with the artwork held by the ship.

This time, an offer was made to show the results, and it was the carriage to hold a meeting.

Shizuko said the assignment was shallow and recognized it to be a much quicker report, but she was anxious to have to produce results during the year as a Shin-chun.

I couldn't tell you how long it had not expired, I was just rushed to get stuck, and I didn't think I could do anything better than my current work where I took more time.

When Shizuko's discipline is in place, Talent refrains from standing beside him as a horse crowd. Being itself not artistically oriented, and also the freshly scolded chief, decided to expel this fortunately.

"Thank you for your time today."

Shizuko passed the Hasegawa River into a guest room in his Kyoto mansion and sat opposite him. Shizuko encourages Shizuko to do this because she is not in the mood to ask about the matter in the first place.

"Well, I asked if you could quickly show me your accomplishments on the challenges I put out, don't you see?

"Ha. Even if it's not far from the specialty that Shizuko will be in possession of, I've brought you something that wielded all my strength without my multiplication. I know it's dirty, but check it out."

Shinchun looked back at her thanks and stood up and walked over to the screen she had placed behind her. As Shinchun circled behind the screen, he removed the white cloth that had been hung as a blindfold.

Jumping into Shizuko's eyes was a two-fan screen painted with a design very similar to 'Crane in Pine' as the flower bills say. Pines, in particular, are depicted as commonly seen in potted plants and do not resemble flower pines.

It is assumed that it was after the Edo period that the pattern of flower billboards, which Shizuko knows well, was settled, and I think it may have coincidentally resembled it. Cranes or pines, they are all an edge of prosperity and not so rare.

"Hmm."

But the color scheme was just a bump. Screen paintings have colors and some works show extreme colors, but Shinchun's original colors were so annoyingly self-assertive that they were out of harmony.

Whereas the ground of the screen is the generated color, it is so visible that it rises from the white of the crane, the black of the pine, the red of the circle of the sun and the screen, illusory as if it were a work of modern art.

(I wonder what's wrong...)

Shizuko was roaring inside. It was too strange and novel, but it deviated greatly from Shin-chun's previous style.

I realize that it took a lot of preparation to abandon the style of creation that I have created and to cut and expand the whole new heavens and earth, but this also kills the goodness of screen painting.

If we had stomped this far, it would have been established as a one-width painting if we had jumped out of the screen painting and even painted it on the canvas.

(Did your motivation empty in strange directions?

Shin-chun, with his eyebrow roots and a difficult face, saw the bump and how Shizuko was whining about something, didn't mind.

It is a work that I drew up in agony after feeling lost myself and stuck. I could see that it was a long way from Shizuko's expected work.

Shin-chun realized and meditated that Shizuko had rushed in the direction of the day after tomorrow in an attempt to attract at all her attention from the personage review of Shizuko, a woman who gathered swords on every woman and was one of the most bizarre and odd substitutes in the world.

"Not bad, but at the earliest this is popping out of the screen picture range. I wanted to see the work on the extension that you've been pulsating through."

"Yes... then..."

Shinchun sinks that his work was not suitable for Shizuko's glasses.

"I guess I had a bad way of coming up with the issue too. This is not the only way to gain the strength of Lord Hasegawa. Let's re-issue the challenge. I'll give you some permission to browse ahead of that. After learning from them and inspiring them, I expect works like Lord Hasegawa"

Shin-chun was temporarily unable to react to the unexpected words unleashed by Shizuko.

But when she could understand the meaning of her words, Shinchun lay flat on her, trying to throw herself out on the spot.

"It's an unexpected pleasure to see you lose your temper! I'm not a genius, but I'm willing to risk my life to deliver what you expect."

Shizuko felt like she was saying something sweet about me. But I thought it would be a shame to close the future of an artist who would remain famous until future generations because I had been weirdly inspired.

Shinchun repeatedly thanked him and left the guest room. Shizuko, who dropped it off, sighed one thing, bitterly laughing that there was nothing wrong with her when she got her color tone out intentionally.

"Okay, looks like he overstuffed the roots, too, and I guess I'll give him a little help"

When Shizuko clapped her hand and called her first name, she ordered Shinchun and his family to give her gold as consideration for the work.

As visitors pressed day after day after day after day after hearing rumors that Shizuko was staying at Kyokya Shrine, Shizuko politely refused to apply for a visit and decided to return to Ojie, who had been away for a long time.

Although the western side is smelly, there is nothing Shizuko can do where she was in Kyoto. Perhaps things will move ahead of the beginning of the year and predict that Hideyoshi will also withdraw.

In that case, sowing and Regent will be taken in by anti-Oda forces, and Nobunaga will lose the foothold of the Western conquest.

"Um, I wanted to put the sowing under the Oda family's power. Whatever you say, the abundance of seafood in the Seto Inland Sea is fascinating, and it was an incredible opportunity to beef up shipping."

Behind the pessimistic words, Shizuko's expression was relatively clear. Already the times have leaned toward Oda, where the tilt of the scale has returned somewhat, the great flow remains unchanged.

"But did Hanzawa-sama pay for this war? Through you, we have been consulted about the new products that follow the glass craft… We are not talking about Hanzawa only…"

When it comes to Hideyoshi, he is at the head of the warlord in a conspicuous way, but when it comes to new industries, I can see the mundane unwillingness to mobilize even a handover in the back.

The heavy towns of the Oda family, which had continued much in recent times, were all struggling with the operation of the newly acquired territory.

Shibata, which houses Kaga under its control, has passed on the presence of Yamanaka Onsen and Katayamazu Onsen to Yamanaka Onsen, which is also famous in modern times.

Among them, Yamayo Onsen and Yamanaka Onsen are ancient waters that are more than a thousand years old, and even the relatively shallow Onsen is centuries-old.

As an existing industry, Shizuko is also produced by greedy ceramic stones, as well as potentially high local power such as lacquerware, gold leaves and a number of crafts. There are also a wealth of other seafood products specific to the territory on the Sea side of Japan, and Shizuko has also sent fishery-related technicians to promote joint development.

Consultations on industrial development had also been received from Akechi Kwang-soo, who was in charge of Tampa Heping.

When it came to Tampa, it was a land blessed with mountain fortunes, including Tampa chestnuts, and promising merchandise was on the horizon, such as black soybeans and soba beans, known in the name of Tampa black beans.

He told Kwang-soo that agricultural products rooted in the land were the treasure, and that just hustling them as specialties could be expected to be sufficiently profitable.

"You got quite a thank you for calling it a consultation fee, but you can't help but bump the money at my place. I wonder if there's anything I can do to get to Hanzawa-sama, whose nostalgia is painful?

Unlike Shibata, which is going to a new territory and is steadily starting to consolidate its territory, and Mitsui, who is steadily expanding its dominant area, Imahama, Hideyoshi's seat, does not waver one thing.

"Glass crafts are luxury goods, so it's not an instant big profit, and it's a difficult place, but it's located at the crossing point of the street that connects Sakami to Kyo, Echimae, Echimae, and Echigo, so you're supposed to save some money eventually."

If we were to lose a lot of color already and lose even the territory we get for the war costs spent, our influence on Hideyoshi's Oda family would be significantly depressed.

"Uh, I'm going to lose my mind. If we stand over there, this one won't stand, and more and more politically involved stories are about to break in. Was it easier when you were only worried about your end?

Shizuko understood that as an inevitability of history, Kudosa would now go to an end. The transformation accelerated by the advent of Seed Island is accelerated by the presence of new guns and artillery produced by the other static children.

In front of the artillery that produces the great firepower, it will no longer retain that much advantage with a robust castle. The more local defeats the Oda family will have in the future, the bigger it will be, the further it hits toward the unification of the heavens and the earth.

(In the world of Tahei, gold will say things on behalf of Wu. rights are involved in the mechanisms of generating money, and where power is, politics is always involved)

As the war draws to an end, a spark of power struggle is smoking (Kuzubu) in the Oda family, which will be the champion of the era.

No matter how times shift, people want to mourn that it is a contested statute with each other, but there is a fate waiting for Shizuko to be caught up in response, whether she doesn't want it or not.

Not to say that we don't want to be born, it's a situation where everyone is pulling a knob to draw Shizuko into their own camp, since Shizuko is already a heavy town of the Oda family and the golden tree is more concentrated at Shizuko's.

(Shouldn't you just abandon the world and go home and live a self-sufficient life in a temple?

Though thoughts similar to such weak sounds overhead, they are not in a position to be allowed to do so already.

There was no magical hand that could be solved in a breath where he was troubled, and Shizuko looked up at a string of mountains claiming herself in the direction of Ogi and exhaled a heavy sigh.