Kusuriya no Hitorigoto

The clatter is ringing. Jazzguru thought that hearing seabirds meant that land was close. Said the sailor's uncle.

How many days have passed down the river and out of the sea? It will have been a lot of days on the ship for a jazz guru who can't count more than his fingers.

The ship was a very large one and Jazzguru had never seen such a splendid ship. Jazz Guru's house was poor and his parents didn't leave him in jazz Guru except by name. On the contrary, he was sold off as a slave. Jazz guru can't talk. I can hear my ears, but when I was little, my throat was crushed and my voice stopped speaking. inferior to others but can work, but I didn't have enough money at home to make up for it.

I thought the jazz guru was bound to be a 'mekake'. They said it didn't look bad, it was a face with a slightly lower nose but adorable. I thought I would be happy if I became "Mekake". I heard that when it comes to "shiatsu," I have to work a lot every day, but if it's "mekake," I can do it with my husband alone.

So when they brought me to the big house, I was glad I could be "Meike".

"Best wishes"

I heard your husband was more or less an assistant grandfather, but that didn't happen. A very, very pretty man became the master of jazz guru. Your husband is a beautiful woman with bright white hair.

There was no reckoning that the jazz guru could not speak or that the letters could not be written and there was no learning.

Jazzguru learned to work to be useless here. I can eat dinner while I can remember, I can wear clean clothes. Your husband is kind.

Very good job.

So Jazz Guru decided to follow him even if he was said to be going to a distant country on a boat. I experienced the sailing trip when they put me on the slave trade, and I'm glad the big ship is so much more comfortable than the slave sale trip.

The seasickness was not in the jazz guru. Your husband seemed a little disgusted and the other samurai weren't used to the sailing trip, so Jazzguru worked hard.

Your husband seems ill. Her skin is bright white, her hair bright white, her eyes red like fruit. That's all your skin burns red during the day when you're outside. I can't even get out of a bright spot.

But white skin, hair and red eyes are colors because God chose them, and that's why they're special. Your husband said it wasn't inconvenient.

Your husband is very great in the country, and he's the one who lines up beside the king. When it comes to why such a great man has to go on a long journey to a distant and approximate country, it seems that he works for you.

Your husband is very special, and he does what the king cannot do.

It tells me all sorts of things with knowledge. But if I'm around too long, another samurai will mock me, so I can only stay a little.

"Hey, we're going to the harbor."

The sailors are screaming.

Jazzguru gets himself out of the boat and sees a port that looks small.

We stopped at the harbor many times, but this time, it seems to be the last point of arrival. They also have land routes, but they're very short compared to sailing trips.

"Jazz Guru"

Your husband is here. He wears a soothing veil from his head to keep him out of the sun. Plus he had a lot of paint on his face, and a samurai was wearing an umbrella.

"Don't take too long"

"I know, sir"

The sun rays that burn my skin are scary, but they still feel good about the sea breeze. The red eyes are eyelidly narrowed.

Your husband has heard that there are nearly forty more ways to go. In my home town of Jazzguru, where I can't live very long, I'm already old grandma and grandpa. Jazz Guru's parents are about that age. My skin is shallow and black and has lots of wrinkles and blemishes because I am out all the time for field work and grazing. So my beautiful skin husband looked very young.

"The country you arrive in. It's a lot more water than Shaw."

Kokuri and Jazzguru nod.

"They make wheat and rice, and they're green."

Cereals are fancy and can barely be eaten by taxes even when I work in the field. Shaw's urban areas are moisturized by trade, but a short distance away there are many poor villages. As soon as it doesn't rain or there are a lot more bugs, I starve. The jazz guru was sold, as well as because of the lack of food.

Getting along with a country with lots of food is very important. Your husband has traveled a long way for that.

The other country has different words, but you don't need to talk because you can't speak jazz guru. But, you know, I have to work hard to ask.

Your husband caresses your head when you see such a jazz guru. Jazz Guru grins like a child goat with his eyes narrowed and garlic.

The sailors were noisy and as they prepared to arrive, your husband and the jazz guru returned to the cabin.