Kusuriya no Hitorigoto

What's going on, Li Bai (Rihak) thought.

The other day, there is now an officer in front of me who has been playing a little foolish. Plus, he has a much more beautiful smile on his face.

But the name should have been Mr. Nong. Even though he is probably younger than Li Bai, he is entering the emperor's pocket. The beauty and rumors of the emperor's presence are serious and insignificant.

It's somewhat of a problem to fall in love with both men and women around, but Libai thought he had nothing else to care about. Libai doesn't let a man move his forefinger no matter how clean he is on the straight path (normal) in that regard.

However, I have to say how difficult it is to cope with suddenly coming and being seen as serious.

I'm glad there's no one around, Libai says. The place is in a building with a superior officer. There are few people around here if you do it. Yeah, there's a freak army teacher here, so everyone only tries to make the minimum contact they need.

Recently, I've heard a lot about a freak army teacher wandering around in a rough way, but as far as the people in this place are concerned, Libai thinks it would be this sheriff who's attached to him at work.

Li Bai was going to submit the paperwork and just leave so he wouldn't get into trouble, but I just ran into this eunuch who came from Laohan's office.

And it's strange because it's this smile.

Well, speaking of wonder.

A deputy officer who is holding back behind an officer named Mr Nguyen, a former official who said he wanted you to talk to him about the whorehouse. Sure, he says he's an old acquaintance of the superior officer of Libai.

I was a little convinced that this was the connection when I thought it was like knowing about cats and cats.

"Can you hang out a little bit?

Li Bai is also not in a position to say no. The opponent, albeit younger, is lowering the balls of color more honorable to the waist than the luggage white. Four or five more appearances will have to be made in order to defy it.

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Answering briefly, Libai followed the magistrates.

The place was the courtyard of the court, where the superiors often had a cool evening. It is therefore somewhat difficult to get into the lower office, there is no one in particular at this time of year. The luxury white, unrelated to the taste of style, was a place I never visited in particular.

In this season, a plant called Anchisai is beginning to wear large flowers like handkerchiefs. It is a rare flower that has spanned more than an island country to the east, and it is said to change color to red and blue depending on the day. Apparently a freak military officer planted it here on purpose. The shape of the flower is somewhat similar to that of a purple sunflower (lilac).

I suppose you can do whatever you want too much, but according to the story, the general also hears that that one-eyed freak can't lift his head, so I'll have no choice.

When Mr. Nong sat in the chair of Shi 'a (Azumaya), Mr. Nong asked him to sit down.

I had to sit down when they said that, and I sat in a way that was opposite me.

Place your jaw over your assembled hands and smile down all gleaming smiles. The deputy behind looks at it in a way he's used to, but doesn't seem to fit Li Bai very well. Just kidding, I'm so dazzled that I want to turn my back on you.

If she is a woman, Li Bai thinks that tilting the country is not a lie. But this guy is a man, even if it doesn't matter anymore.

I almost get fooled by my face like a heavenly woman and my hair like silk thread, but my upper back and shoulder width are disappointing. You don't look poor next to a deputy in shape like a martial artist.

If that gentle grin deceived me and tried to push me down, it would hurt my hand. A move that looks graceful shows that it's not all in vain.

That's what Libai thought of the eunuch as he followed him behind. And I felt like I remembered it somewhere, but I couldn't remember anything.

For some reason, I was hooked that I should have never looked seriously, even if I'd seen my face once in a while.

What can I do for you?

"My samurai told me that you (...) now seem to have someone in mind."

Is it too much to think of Libai as frigid from the name 'you'?

I thought for a moment with someone that our 'samurai' was, but given the flow of the story, there would only be that yakuza lady.

Speaking of which, there was a time when I worked in the palace, but I didn't know I was working under this eunuch. Li Bai caresses his jaw unexpectedly.

I thought hiring that girl was something I liked, but who would think that she was this beauty cop?

But even though that situation needs some explanation just for that situation, I don't have to wonder if you told me about people's personal stories. Is that why this eunuch laughs when he does it?

If you are in a position of beauty and remembrance that is said to be the best in the country at this young age, it would be nothing more than a joke, such as being a playgirl.

It's good to make yourself vain, but if you're going to make fun of White Bell, the thinker, then Lee Bai has somewhere to think about as well.

White bells are good women, not just as prostitutes, but just as women.

Reminds me of my smiling face. I pinch my clothes at my fingertips and remember dancing. I remember making tea and noticing small things.

That's it if you ask me to take it for granted in my job as a prostitute.

But I think that's okay.

Either it's real or fake.

If I believe it, neither of them matters.

I've seen some of my colleagues go crazy for playing girls and beating, but I'm sure if I saw them from around, I'd be one of them. They must also be thinking about the white bell against the white.

While I appreciate it, I also think it's a favor.

Libai goes to Green Green Hall of his own free will. I never get to see the white bell, and every time I end up being served only tea by a vulture (rather) at the front door.

Still.

Being a flower in a high ridge is also the job of a white bell.

Who says that's greed, trying to get a month's silver just for a cup of tea?

It is much more expensive for them to use all of them as prostitutes and live as commodities.

If the eunuch in front of him should utter words that insult the white bell, he is ready to have his hands.

In that case, my neck could fly.

I think that's okay.

I don't bend what I thought, such a pigsty way of life suits me. It doesn't matter if the people around you call themselves crazy fools to whores.

Once an effort was made to contain it, Libai looked at Mr. Nong while holding his trembling right hand with his left hand.

"What's wrong with that?

Be careful not to add any extra words that shouldn't concern you.

Mr. Nong left a heavenly grin without appearing to care for his grumpy luxury attitude.

And those lips uttered amazing words.

"What would you do if I told you I'd take the place of your shoulder?

Libai was surprised, stood up unexpectedly and slapped the table. Since this table is made of shredded gemstone, the palm of my hand is twitching.

Where the tremor had gone all over his body, Libai was finally able to speak out.

"What does that mean?

"It means the way it is. How much for a ransom money would be enough? Twenty grand would be enough?

20,000 and his mouth was spoken naturally, and Li Bai drank his sawdust and spit. It is not the amount that can be given. Not to mention, is it something that suddenly happens to officials who don't really know who they are either?

Libai holds his head whether he has already asked for a subcontract from a cat or whether, for this man, it is nothing more than a lump sum.

At the same time, I didn't have to wonder if half of it would be easier for me to give out than I offered 20,000, but Libai decided to stop thinking sweetly more than that.

"I'm glad to hear your words, but may I say that all of a sudden against a stranger official?

Sweet words have traps. To the point that even such children lose sight of common sense, Lubai is not Mogadishu.

Sit on the chair once and look into the other person's eyes. The Lord, who presented a huge sum of money, has no change in complexion, and the deputy behind him has the face to do it.

"My cat is pretty alert. I'm wondering if you're a human companion equal to my sister."

Does cat mean cat and cat as is? Indeed, if they say cat, it is like a cat. He's a vigilant wildcat, but he's going to get somewhat closer when he gets fed, and if he just gets it with it, he's going to just run away.

If you're going to keep it, it's a creature that doesn't fit Li Bai. I'd still rather have a dog that's more submissive, even hunting with me.

But the way I put it, does that mean that even with that attitude, cats and cats trust so much about luxury white? Sure, he listened with a cold gaze as he put his cheekstick on his cheek to annoy him, but he answered the question Li Bai asked.

For some reason, he was naked and given various postures, but I guess that also meant something.

As a result, this is how I got to talk to the magistrate.

"I mean, if you miss cautious cats, that's all you can trust."

Mr. Nong reacts perfectly to Libai's words.

I wondered if Libai had said anything wrong, but Mr. Nong decided that it was his fault because he had returned to his original soft grin.

"I got a few of your stories from around me. Though the son of a magistrate, didn't he have a hard time becoming a martial artist in the capital?"

"Corresponding"

Factions exist everywhere. Although their parents are officials, they are local civilians. It was quite windy and often not appreciated properly.

"If you ask me, I hear you've been assigned a team by the eyewitness of the military."

"... Yes"

How far is this man going to look into the luggage? On the face of it, it's supposed to be a rollover by the platoon leader quitting martial arts officers.

"Everyone will think that you want to get along with promising officials"

Nevertheless, I behave too much with silver 20,000.

All Li Bai needs is half of that, no, that's another half, considering his handouts and takeaways.

If a quarter, or five thousand silver, would this man give it to me?

Suggestion enough to get his hands out of his throat, but Li Bai shook his head.

With a serious face, Libai sees Mr. Nong's face.

"I'm honestly glad you're buying about yourself, and the offer is going to get your hands out of your throat. I just can't accept silver here. For you, it may be one of the prostitutes, but for me, it's just one woman. Let's say we don't spend the money we earned on the woman we want to welcome as our wife, and then we call her a man."

Although tired of unfamiliar language, Li Bai tells the eunuch.

Libai wondered if Mr. Nong would not be in a mood, but the face of the heavenly woman remained the same. No, it's a little softer than earlier.

The smile was turning into a laugh.

"I see, that was rude"

The policeman slipped his fingers into his hair as he stood up in an elegant motion.

The Lord, standing like a single beautiful painting, looked satisfied.

"There may be something we'd like to talk about in the future, but may I?"

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Li Bai also rises and fists in the palm of his hand to thank him.

The beautiful eunuch nodded gently and returned, taking his deputy home intact.

Li Bai shruggedly waited to lose sight of his graceful hindsight.

And -.

"What the hell was that?

I scratched my head because I didn't know why. I touched the burn area that was still bald and was just a little depressed.

Sitting in a chair,

I don't know what to do.

And, crush.

In the meantime, do you want me to show you a little silly in front of your superior officer at your next training, or do you want me to get more work?

No, more than that.

Let's send a sentence to a woman who doesn't even know when we'll see her. Instead of just picking her up unilaterally, let's hear her will.

That's a social decree, believe it and feed it every day.

"Accidental."

Libai left the courtyard with a small run as he stuck his hand in his sleeve.

While thinking about what the branches that bind sentences are good for.

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"Cat, cat, there's a sentence coming."

Your garden (Guyen) offered a wooden Jane overlaid by a cat and cat. The cat and cat open the string they were bound to and the streamlined letters are written there as hard.

A few days ago, it was a reply to a sentence sent by a cat and cat to the Green Blue Hall.

"My aunt manages, but I'm still active."

The busty fleshy little sister says with her breasts on her eyes.

The sender was a white bell.

"And what's waiting for some prince to pick you up one day"

Write "prince" and call it "uncle". In a distant exotic country, there's an 'uncle' on a white horse, and he's coming to save his captured daughter.

The white bell is a woman. Sometimes they are feminine and tend to dream.

When it comes to my daughter, it's just too late, and I don't give up dreaming, even if it's already so much to do with my lord that the number of fingers is not enough.

Such sagginess may be one of the reasons why she remains young.

(I kind of felt that way though)

As long as she likes it, she won't need a ransom for ten thousand silver. You just have to play her "Uncle" this time. What you need to do for that is to have the strength, muscles and normal men of the exquisite and not in the eunuchs.

Plus you'll just have to have some acting skills and a celebration.

Regardless of the ransom money, you won't shut up around if you want to price it up to the celebration.

And the handyman.

"If you're retiring, do it. Fine. I'm just gonna celebrate."

Says. Usually the cheeky woman also behaved heavily there.

It's a white bell that was blooming as a flower ring in the flower district, and I want it to be as big as it should be when I leave the stage.

That's the pride of living as a prostitute.

So if a woman was also a man who really liked white bells, she wouldn't take the money she sprayed. However, as a necessary expense, I would take five thousand in honor.

If you weren't a man who just made that much money, you wouldn't be worthy of a white bell, and if you did something to hurt him, you'd be the only one.

(10,000 is impossible, but if it's about 5,000)

If the luxury white comes out smoothly from now on, we'll figure it out in as many years as that.

The rest depends on your luck.

If the white bell is brainwashed by the idea of the handyman, it's over, and before that, the white bell drops and collects the gold.

It is not enough for a cat or cat to do anything.

Just one thing, if there's anything to be aware of.

(You're not gonna be in debt or anything)

I just borrowed money from someone to collect it, and the doer lady will look it up. Then it's over. It will take a man in debt all he can to crush him, wondering if he can play the white bell.

Cats and cats think we don't imitate that, but that's a story I can't be sure of.

The cat and cat tied the wood Jane who had finished reading with a string and placed it on the desk in the room.

In the hallway, for the first time in a few days, Mr. Nguyen was visiting the Jade Palace.

The other day, I was in such a bad mood when we broke up, Mr. Nong, but I looked in a good mood today.

As she wondered what was going on, the cat and cat headed to the kitchen to get ready for tea.