Kusuriya no Hitorigoto

It began with the story of a certain guest.

"I don't think I've had many customers lately."

Lying somewhat, Plum Plum (Mae Mae) Xiao is arranging stones on the Acer board. Watching that, I place Acer stone with my little sister's vulture troubled. I'm doing Ginzu.

"Great ministers love rare things."

It is the lady (Joca) lady who says so and spits smoke.

Cats and cats were asked by their sisters to prepare for moxibustion. They were both tempered and soothed by the occasional stimuli because of the heavy women's paths.

Yesterday, Plum Plum said a guest who was Acer's opponent told me. When you have a daughter like a fairy, rarer than the three princesses in the Green Blue Hall.

"We're old enough to get to our noses anyway. I used to treat you like you love treasure balls."

Knock, the lady told me to throw up. The cat and cat gavel, "Yes, yes," while lying down the lady flames, placing a thigh on her skin. "Huh." I still have enough to hear a much more colorful voice and the way my toes are pinned, makes me want to tell you.

"Something tells me you have bright white hair. I guess that's all you can say about just gray hair."

They also have bright red eyes, adds Plum Plum.

(Her hair is white and her eyes are bright red)

Cats and cats nod that's unusual. Next, prepare plum plum mogusa.

Plum plums extend smooth feet from the kimono hem. The cat and cat carefully fold the hem so that it does not burn, placing the mogusa on fire.

"Are your eyes red anyway? So, Shiroko?

"I guess so."

The ladies roar yeah yeah. The vulture with the Acer stone doesn't really make sense and pulls the cat cat's sleeve. She was the daughter who was crying the other day about Mr. Nong eating locusts. His name is Tashi Lin (Zurin).

The cat and cat narrowed their eyes as if they were troublesome, but they had no choice but to open their mouths to Zilin, who showed a frightening trick.

"People are born with children that are rare but do not have color by birth. They have white hair and skin, and their eyes look clear and red. It's called" Albino. "

It is also found in animals. White snakes and foxes are supposedly celebrated and given up as gods, but what if they are people? In distant exotic countries, children with white skin are believed to be panaceas and have a custom to try. But the story is frown spit. The cat and cat are taught by his uncle, Luo Meng, that the hair and skin are white, but the colors there are just missing and the contents are not likely to change.

A white individual would have caught a snake only once, but I think that's a really strange creature.

This time it seems unusual and better to be given up as a fairy.

"You'll get tired of being great one of these days."

That's it. Come on.

Plum plum says as she extends her other leg.

"I'm really talking about using fairy arts."

To the words, the cat and cat frown moved tingly.

That fairy uses says it has the power to read people's minds and produce gold.

It's a story that makes me want to spit on my eyebrows, but it's good to eat whatever I like. At first, he said that what he was doing in a small spectacle hut now rents a theatre in the capital.

The spectacle of being opened only once in the evening makes it impossible for the prostitutes of the flower streets to spill their stupidity because it is something that the rich gather together.

If you think it's been a long time, it's not funny because it celebrates the fairy's appearance when she's out of the house and praises her abilities.

In order to achieve 20% less than usual, it seems that the handyman also hits the flue hard. The entry of the guests of intermediate prostitutes remains unchanged, but the Green Green Hall is a luxury whorehouse. Sales change a lot with or without the customers up there.

"A spectacle would be enough for once."

"Not really, man."

and it was the right scream (cane) of the man-head that reacted to each of the cats and cats. This man forty years ago will have a tough time these days with Zhao Too (Cho) and Left Meal (Sazen) amulets. Looks like we finally got one tight before the nightclub lantern went up. I'm eating a big meat bun.

When the cat and cat followed the tea out, the right scream took a "sorry" drink of water and poured the tea in.

You know what alchemy is.

"What the hell?"

It is the art of alchemy, the art of making medicines to become immortal immortals. There was no way my uncle would tell me that and my cat wouldn't let my eyes shine. And I remember being stabbed right in the nail.

"Don't copy that."

And Ramen said.

I mean, that's a very suspicious technique.

"You want to unleash the power of immortality."

"Well. When I read people's minds, I read about their rare appearance."

"Ho."

What do you think of the great man who came with the eyebrow spit being seen through his heart? The feelings I was making Mocha overshadowed, which could take the form of faith.

And you might think that something called immortality medicine also exists.

(Does that ever happen?)

Cats and cats know who made resuscitation drugs after studying immortality medicines. I was excellent as a doctor, but now I have no shadow of it because of its side effects.

Cats and cats hold hands all the time. With his knowledge, I know I can't help but regret that I will be able to combat locust plagues more properly.

Still, disaster is on its way. What we're going to do may change things.

Mr Nguyen sighs at the other greats who are too fluent, even though they are twisting their heads to deal with the disasters that could happen in the future.

However, the cat and cat were curious about the procedure.

"I mean, is that it? Does that fairy attract guests to the medicine of immortality?

"I don't know that much. I'm just hearing stories about your servants."

That said, the right scream dusted the bun in his mouth, pouring it in with the rest of the tea.

It was time to put a fire in the line light.

"If it bothers you, why don't you go?

"You can't afford such expensive spectacles."

"Then why don't you ask for it?"

That said, the right scream blinked cleverly only in the right eye, and it went away.

(To whom?)

Cats and cats threw up and threw up, it was still one face that came to mind.

It would have been easier if you'd told me you couldn't because you're busy.

When I put it in my mouth for a moment, I became overwhelmed. On the contrary, it seemed to have already been in Mr. Nong's ear, and he was curious.

I was told to get ready to go right away.

The cat and cat weaved their jackets with that in mind. I just got it from the garment store. It was a fine cotton pad. The colour is a little flashy, but I need to get something to give me. And if you don't use it, you won't get hurt.

When I got dressed warm and went outside, the carriage was waiting.

It's already dark outside, and it's snowing out of the sky. When Zhao Too is notified, he is loud enough to take a lot of them, so he is feeding the right screamer an evening meal.

"Shall we go"

He was told in high order, and when he went inside, there was Mr Ng, who took the mask.

The cat and cat slowly bow their heads and take the signal to sit down before sitting in the carriage chair.

"Mr. Nong, are you going to wear a mask?

"I guess."

The cat and cat looked surprised.

In contrast, Mr. Nong has a calm face.

"I'm fine. Let's not have a problem."

That's what I said and moved the carriage.

The theatre of having a fairy is in the centre of the capital, somewhat more east. It is also the most flourishing place in the city lined with shops, close to luxury residential areas.

Usually, it's a strange thing if there's a fairy recital going on in this place that focuses on theatre.

(What a vulgar fairy)

The fairies are called the White Daughters (Paignan) because of their appearance.

When I got out of the carriage, there were already plenty of people lined up. The guy at the reception is getting the money and guiding us inside.

(I see.)

"Let's not have a problem"

I can see Mr. Nong wearing a face even from the top of the mask. Half of the guests around are covered or veiled. The cat and cat's head were also put on a veil that Gaoshun had brought from nowhere.

If a rich man or a great man saw something like this as interesting, could it be considered a little too shabby? Or is this like another festival rejoice? I'm about to be indulged in that suspicious atmosphere.

The theater has a stage in the back with dozens of tables in front of it. The ceiling is blown out so you can see it from upstairs as well. More than one hundred people are allowed in at a time.

The building that was in the rear palace was more like a bigger one for people to enter, but I guess this place is designed for everyone to see the play. For that matter, the pattern carved into columns and beams is fine and beautiful.

Large row lights hang from the ceiling and walk in the dim relying on it.

The place where Mr. Nong sat was the second left seat from the stage. In the middle of the middle, a man of good width sat peeling off his young daughter.

"Sorry, I couldn't get a central seat"

What I said regrettably was somehow a young man who rendezvous. Even if you're masked from your voice, you can tell it's a horse flash (basen).

The table is for four, with the addition of a high order just right there.

"No, I could have been a little more behind you"

That sort of thing is high order. Indeed, it is easier to imagine how much of their power and wealth they have, no matter how much they are masked, if they take good seats.

From what I've seen, the guy in the center seat just looks like a gold full of extra money. But wouldn't it have been such a man recently a dealer with a big face in the flower streets?

As soon as I sat down in my seat, the ladies smiled and came and brought me a cup.

The cat and cat sniffed it.

"It's booze, you don't drink?

I like booze. But I want to see those white daughters with solid eyes.

"I'll have it later. Or do you poison it?

"No, fine."

Mr. Nong also places the cup on the table to imitate. In that case, we'll also have to put down high order and horse flashes. As far as the surroundings were concerned, the liquor in the cup looked quite delicious, and the cat and cat glanced at the stage, hoping for something to drink pathetically.

There was a white jar in the dim room. Then, from the back, with the sound of copper, the protagonists of the stage appear to shine.

She was a daughter with white skin on white clothes and flushed back without being able to tie her white hair together. In its bright white colour, only the red-dyed lips and eyes stand out.

The white daughters stand in the center of the stage as the sound of copper rings. There is one beautiful desk available there.

When her daughter stands in front of her, she shows the pre-prepared paper on her desk. There were depictions of the stage and desk arrangement that is now there.

Then comes a man in white on sandalwood. Her hair was black, but she was otherwise dressed as an equivalent of the white daughters and found out that she was under her daughter's command.

When a man gets that placement drawing from his daughter, he affixes it to a wall on sandalwood. And threw something toward it.

Is it a kind of throwing weapon? Elongated It pierces the paper and stabs it in the wall. The wall was a pre-prepared tension, which was about to pierce right into it.

"Well, the guests sitting in this seat"

There's a hole in the paper.

Just that, on the left, was the second seat from the front.

"Right here."

"Right here."

In other words, it is the seat where the cats and cats sit.

"What do we do?

"I don't care what they say we do."

Mr. Nong doesn't want to stand out.

Gaoshun is not the same age as that.

Speaking of horse flashes......

I am a little nagging. I'd like to get out for a second, but that's what I'm telling myself, right? For a serious minute, I guess I can't be honest about that.

But if nobody leaves like this, we have to.

"Then I..."

"You, go"

And what Mr. Nong offered was a cat and cat.

"It would be an opportunity (opportunity) to be seen up close"

……

I'm having a little trouble with the horse flashes I almost got up on the side. Here, I'd love to throw him a good ball (ball), but that's not the nature of cats and cats either.

"Then I'll go"

and went up sandalwood with a disappointing horse flash on his side.

The white daughters were more brilliant under the light of the flickering row lights. Its too white skin is clear and the blood vessels are floating. I can see that it's not the same as just painting my skin white.

"From one to ten, can you give me any number you like"

I heard a fine disappearing voice. To supplement that, the man next door says the same words out loud.

"Write invisible to me and fold it small so no one can see it"

Both white daughters and men turn back. In the meantime, the cat and cat write a sarcasm letter with the brush they were given. The brush contained plenty of ink in advance, which was a little hard to write thanks to. Maybe I don't use very good ink because the writing tastes a little bad. There is an underlay to prevent it from touching the desk.

When you finish the numbers, the cat and cat fold into small pieces.

"Done."

With that said, the white daughters and the man look back. The man, this time, pushed the odd luggage truck to his tease and brought it. Instead, the desk earlier can be lowered behind the scenes.

There were boxes with odd cylinders poking at the bottom. There are a total of 100 vertical and ten horizontal rows.

"Can you pack that paper in one of those"

With that said, both the white daughters and the man turned back again.

You won't have to turn around on purpose to see it from the audience or from the stage.

The cat and cat round the paper even smaller and stick it inside its cylinder. The paper was soft, but the width of the barrel that penetrated was narrow and painstaking.

If it is done, cover it with a thin veil from the top so that it is invisible.

Then the man moves it again. Place the crate of the cylinder on another desk at the end of the stage. The veil is thin and light, or fluffy and shaky.

"Done."

As soon as I said that, the sound of a copper beep rang. I opened my eyes unexpectedly surprised, but I'm glad I was wearing a veil.

However, Mr. Nong seemed to realize for some reason that he was shaking his shoulders in a distant seat.

Very angry.

The white daughters offered their hands when they grinned.

Cat and cat are told, but when I got my hands on it, a cold white hand held the cat and cat's wrist.

Shiransha and now the bell rings.

The white daughters stare at the cat and cat.

(Ah, this guy)

Cats and cats thought you had bad eyes. Occasionally, my eyes are moving in a different way.

Speaking of which, there will be many unfettered aspects compared to others because of the lack of pigmentation in the eyes.

That's what I think......

"The number I wrote is seven."

"Hit"

The red lips became distorted. Paired with those red eyes, the cat and cat remembered the white snake they used to catch.

I had white skin on my red eyes and my uncle got mad at me when I tried to make it dandruff. They said no because it's God's use, but cats and cats know it's not really like that. My uncle has white skin independently of God, but occasionally brings up that kind of ethic, so I have trouble.

When you're about to get sucked into your crushed red eyes, the copper bell rings again.

Is it because of the hanging around me, which was strangely hot and strangely headache?

The white daughters open their mouths again as they learn to be so frustrated by the feeling of mosquitoes flying around their ears.

"Third from the top, second from the left"

……

"What do you say?

A man takes a veil and makes the contents of the box visible to the customer. And when I took the third from the top of it and the second from the left, I stuck a thin stick in it.

Then.

Paper came out of the inside. When the man opened the finely folded paper, there was a firm 'seven' written on it.

Needless to say, it was written by cats and cats.