Gear Drive

Then I learned something called dancing and harp from my big sister.

I wonder if (...) is too young for the men on the table.

The big sister's guests, not many, but the same ones came many times.

Occasionally, I looked at it from the gap between the two.

Some were rough, but others talked all the time, tilting their necks.

Around that time, the black kimono did not wrap around, but lived in a white kimono, first given to me by my elder sister.

One day, the elder sister brought a metal stick and a yellow liquid.

They say "yasle" and "rubber".

Apparently something to sharpen and something to paint.

When I tried to drink glue, I was pissed off.

"For my sister, I can't wear mourning clothes!

The elder sister shredded the gold she had sold, mixed the powder with glue, and struck it into a black kimono.

It lasted day after day.

While I was asleep, little by little, I ate up in my kimono, and I hit him.

I was so desperate that I, too, helped a little.

Always, I forgot to pick up the wax, so the gold ornament wobbled properly and became clean.

"Done...!

Finally, yesterday, my big sister, she went to bed.

I rubbed my eyes, looked at my kimono, and was surprised.

There was a beautiful, golden pattern on the black kimono.

Was it a flower or a wind gaze?

It floats in the morning sun, and I, uh, got word out.

"I knew it was amateur..."

My older sister apologized for the smell (...) and the smell (...), but we didn't know what it meant to apologize.

He said he'd give me this.

For the first time, if you don't thank people, it's when I think about it.

About a year later, I was held for the first time in this place.

Nothing like that.

The men here, just beautiful, were no different from the men in the mountains.

For what I know well, Xing Ha Nolan.

Rather, that's all I thought.

But the same face, it reminded me of the old days and blocked my heart.

At night, I went into my big sister's lap.

I don't know, I'm not sleepy, but I wanted to go to bed soon.

"Hey, I did my best..."

The big sister's voice, relieved, liked it.

I've never heard of you before.

"Do you like this money…?

…………

The elder sister stopped a little.

If I stared, as I gave up, I laughed.

"... we won't be sold to our parents either. First, I cried."

…………

"But? When this one laughs, the right person laughs."

"Ridiculous... impossible?

"... right"

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

"... I'm here for some reason, but I wanted to die laughing around. I didn't cry and die here."

…………

"This could be a dream, my dear. I wanted to laugh around and do that..."

"... are you ready?

"... I don't know. Here, there may be a limit. Hehe, flowers. You don't give up either."

"Er..."

"There must be. There's a place where you smile. I can do a little, too. A place where you can make people smile. Live hard and find it."

…………

"Wow, flowers blooming at night. Something that doesn't play games and leans in. But that doesn't have to be here. So good luck. Good luck and live. And if possible, smile..."

Honestly, I didn't know.

I didn't want to make anyone but my big sister smile.

I also ate delicious porridge today.

When she found out we could eat iron and gold, she occasionally ate money.

I said no, but they really ate me.

I thought it would add to my belly.

Wow, wow, I laughed and was happy to see it.

I had no choice but to eat it once in a while.

When I wore my black gold kimono and the customer started following me.

That fire is over.