Kusuriya no Hitorigoto
XV. Painting with cats
There is moisture in the room.
It keeps raining outside and it doesn't stop. Also, walking with an umbrella just because it has a flair is the young husband of the big store and the familiar playgirl. I know you don't like your kimono getting wet, but you can't miss the opportunity to go out because of it. The prostitutes' range of action is narrow, the brothels are cages, and the prostitutes are birds.
"There's an idle bird ringing."
Plum plum (Mae Mae) is the one who looks jealous of a whore walking outside. The shaped lips were eating something and had dried potatoes in their hands.
"I didn't bother you."
In a relaxing tone, it was the dried potatoes full of baths that were brought to my half-father Luo. Raw potatoes also remain, but all the ones that have already grown buds, and the flavor, he said, will drop. For once, I got that too, but this processed potato still seems more popular.
It is delicious to soften and soften with a little fire. It's another sweetness from sweets made with sugar and honey.
Only Luo Han Father dropped off the cat and cat, and there was no such old man, no Luo Han Mother, no Luo Han Brother. Old people are going to have a lot of problems, so in the future, there may be a good monitoring available.
As for Mother Luo Han, I think cats and cats would have been able to get away with it if they were younger. Perhaps it's a political marriage prepared by an old man. Having an old man's shoulder is what I see for it.
As for Brother Luo Han, yeah, nothing.
If you cut him off from the old man, he's going to be an official very normally, except that's what he wants. Somehow, is it because you seemed inferior to your brother, Luo Han?
Although it has nothing to do with cats and cats either way.
"Sister, don't you have to sleep or something?
I should have had a job in there last night. After I finished the hot water after work, my hair is still wet.
Sleep when you go to bed, that's another whore's job, too. Plum Plum, a luxury prostitute, also has an audition going in from noon to polish her art.
Plum plums that eat potatoes in dashi. Watch the cat and cat with half eyes.
"You know, yesterday, my husband..."
"To your husband?
When I was a plum customer and my husband, there must have been about three of them. They're all people who like board games. I think one was an official and the other two were merchants.
"You told me to come to my house."
Come to us, which means I'm taking you home. If this is how you purposefully say it, it is not an accompanying outing.
"Hiding?"
"... it will"
Marriage is synonymous with solicitude for prostitutes. It's an opportunity to get out of a cage called a brothel.
But the look on Plum Plum's face doesn't float.
"A customer who's not even Roku?
"I'm not."
"The killer woman disagrees?
"It's Norinori."
Then it doesn't seem to be a problem, but so to speak, it's a lifetime to decide, so I guess I don't want to make a very easy decision as a plum plum either. Once you decide, it's not easy to say no.
She's still a popular whore, but that's just a few more years. Prostitutes and age are an inseparable issue, and they are old enough to retire at some point in time.
"Your wife is dead, but she has a child."
(Oh, you're more of a businessman's husband)
One is still young, so the other is better. Sure, he's the big husband in the store that deals with booze.
"Well, I hate it."
"Yes, sir."
If a prostitute enters his late wife in the big store, the public rumors. More importantly, if a child is larger, it is natural for a fierce opposition to occur.
"My husband says we're going to have a separate house."
That may not be the only thing I can do anymore that I've lived as a prostitute. That can already be called a business. But that's how much plums should be splitting up too.
However, if plum plum is to be entrusted, I will not come to the Green Green Hall anymore.
Plum plums with thick feelings among the playwomen may care about that.
Besides, even if you get out of a cage called a whorehouse, the next time you get put in a new cage, it's the same thing.
I don't know if I'll see Plum Plum in the future.
Some terrible husbands say it's their own if they identify a prostitute, a guy who punches and kicks and assaults. Some years ago, a man who had a prostitute in another whorehouse said, "How dare you sell such a weak one. Give me a new one," he came in. The cat and cat put up with wanting to throw stones and watched as the man was captured by officials.
I want you to be happy. But we're headed to a place where we can't say it's absolute.
Plum plum seems to have noticed that the look on the cat's face became a little melancholy. The expression they say doesn't change much, but the beholder will understand it if he sees it.
"See. Probably not so bad. If I'm sorry, my mistress will see to it."
Plum plum felt the cat's head and stroked it. The auditing of the dowry woman is rigorous. It won't be a weird story, and it's not as soon as possible.
"By the way, chisel, hang in there?
Plum plum tells the story.
"Zhao Tuo (Cho) wouldn't know. Maybe you're looking at a right (cane) or a left (sazen)."
"Really? I just wanted you to draw something."
"Spring painting?"
Plum plum smiled and followed the cat cat's cheek. Shit, these jokes are for Miss White Bell.
"I thought it was about time we all got tired of it, but it's gonna last a surprisingly long time."
Cats and cats stroke their reddened cheeks.
I thought Zhao Too was selling sketches to prostitutes and male opponents because of their rarity.
"... oh, that kid, it's a big deal. Here."
When he left the pharmacy, Plum plum headed towards the guard and brought him something. It's a fan made of bamboo bones. There is a fine piece of paper on it and a painting of a cat playing with a pigeon on top.
Is it exemplary (model) of hair (maomao), the appearance of a three-haired cat getting screwed, even though the number of lines is small, is oddly tight?
"If you think the number of sketch customers is diminishing, this is what I'm putting out now. A lot of whores like cats. I thought I'd been sticking to my hair all day, and I was drawing something like this."
……
He's the one with no loopholes.
Besides, this dough fan, even though the bones are old, the paper is new. He seems to be using paper sent from Yabu's hometown. Looks like he's rebuilding an old dough fan, which means his ex is just like that.
There is no further loophole.
However, something called a child says it grows fast, but as far as the picture of a group fan is concerned, Zhao Too's drawing power feels a lot better. Though I thought I used to draw more as I saw it.
"No, she seems to be learning painting from a painter."
"... I've never heard of it before, but it"
Cats and cats wrinkle between their brows.
"Because you're traveling west for a long time. A customer from the big store brought them here. He said he was an up-and-coming painter."
"Oh."
It's a common story. It is not uncommon for a rich man to buy paintings and ceramics on the road. And then I get tired of it and surround myself with writers who make the pieces I like. It's a noble hobby I can do because I have extra money.
"More importantly, I'm going to introduce you to Joca."
"Wow."
One of the three princesses in the Green Blue Hall, a whore but a big man hater. Still, if you are an official or a student, there is talk of poetry and subject matter, but when it comes to painting, it detracts from the interest of the lady.
"Besides, the painter, he's not very good at drawing beautiful paintings."
In response to the melancholy look on his face earlier, Plum Plum laughs at his palms.
"Sister Hua, it must have been rough."
"Yeah, rough and rough. It's a rough momentum to write poetry. A new Mogadishu whore sent a poem to a guest that looked exactly like that, so it was going to be tough."
Women are good at making poetry. But you need to be careful what you make when you get angry like that. At first glance, it looks like a beautiful complaint. It's actually loaded with poison. When you are in a bad mood, don't let them write a sentence reminding you of your guests. In that case, the doer woman goes inside and discerns the sentence before sending it.
A white bell that likes men and has trouble handling it is a problem, but the opposite woman is also a problem.
At some point, hairs were sliding at the feet of plum plums, raising the voice of a cat serving refreshments (snacks).
Plum plum strokes its jaw as she hugs it and puts it on her knees.
"So Zhao Too is learning from the painter?
"Yes. She really wanted to send a disgusting sentence, so she let Zhao Too run away."
He really wanted the painter to paint a picture of the lady. I was going to paint briefly on the spot and get a fresh book done later, but the lady is not gentle enough to show her face seriously at first glance (besides).
Without giving up, the big store and the painter said they left an address with me to contact them.
Usually, the sentence is held by a vulture, followed by a man and delivered to the customer. Of course, you can't take a letter full of disgust, so it was Zhao Tuo who was called there.
But I like that I took the sentence, but as it was, Zhao Too began to like the painter's painting and immerse himself in it.
"Maybe he's still there today"
"I told you not to go out."
I would also ask you to be on the side of monitoring Zhao Too.
I'm sure you'll have trouble dealing with it when something happens.
And in that case, it's something that's largely problematic.
"Hey, cat, cat."
I heard the right screaming voice.
When the cat and cat stand up, they look at their bellies and strand the hairs that feed them, watching them speak better.
"What's going on?
The right scream looked a little rushed.
"No, Zhao Tuo."
"Did you do something again?
Cats and cats don't say anything.
"That's it, will you just come?
The right scream pulls the cat's hand.
'Cause it looks like someone he knows is dying.'
and.