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- No! Whoa, whoa! Whoa, whoa!
How many more dreams has this...
Organtino was still having nightmares this day.
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In the fifteenth year of Tenjong (1587) he went to Nagasaki to meet Gaspar Coelio, who was newly appointed head of Jesuit missionary activities in Japan.
But the sight he saw there was spectacular beyond his imagination.
That year, when the Toyotomi army marched to Kyushu, intense fighting was taking place against Shimazu and others.
If there is a war, both the winner and the loser will appear. In time, the loser was literally visited by "death" and everything was taken away. It even meant being deprived of "dignity as a human being".
The sight of Organtino in Nagasaki's harbor is the sight of dozens of people chained together with their hands and feet and taken aboard a large merchant ship.
The crying child's voice...
Did you bite your tongue inside, the one who bleeds out of his mouth and despairs on the spot?
Like an already dead fish, a girl who blinds herself to the loss of light and gets on a boat in silence...
That hellish sight, which Organtino had never seen in Kyo, where he had lived for a long time, left a burning odor on his head and heart, as if it were a brand pressed by the people who were taken to the ship, and burned it.
- Master Coelio!! Why are you doing this!!?
He asks Coelho a question, as if it were sobering.
- What are you talking about? This is trade. I wonder if the profits gained here will fund the activities of our Jesuits to convert many savage Japanese
- But!
- The loser becomes a slave...
Is it not normal in any age, in any country? What are you doing now?
Besides, we Jesuits did not collect them slaves.
The lowly Japanese merchants and great-names will say, 'Buy it,' so buy it, and they're just selling it.
What's wrong with that?
I just want those who have lost their place to be thankful that they are giving them a new way of life. We're saving them, the heathens, their slaves.
- No! No! This is not salvation!
- Shut up! Organtino! Are you going to pity the infidels? It's treason against the Lord! If you don't want to be called to Gore's heretical inquisition, don't scratch your extra mouth!!
- Ku... uhhhhhh!!!
There was no such thing as being him.
Just holding your head, crying out...
That's all I can do.
People who become slaves with their hands tied to chains stare at Organtino with strange eyes.
That's where one girl came in.
- Master Batelen, don't cry.
A gentle voice...
Caring about organtino, pure eyes...
The voice and eyes wrapped around him as chains that could not be removed from his heart forever.
Does the girl know...
Tell me where you will be taken after this...
What kind of person would buy me after this...
What miserable life awaits me after this…
They are not involved in direct combat.
A good peasant who farms the fields, so to speak.
Where is the reason why we have to surrender ourselves to a fate that is enslaved, cruel and unacceptable, simply because of the fact that they lived in a defeated country?
And how can I accept the fact that my comrades are taking the lead in that?
And why should we affirm a history in which this human immoral and cruel "business", which is openly carried out, is accepted as "common sense"!
Organtino suffered from a distant status quo of the reason he believed and the reason laid down in the world.
I cried and screamed.
I was desperate.
But he can't do anything.
I can't even move a single, tiny human being called Gaspar Coelio.
- The world doesn't change...
It does not reach heaven, such as the resistance of small human beings...
The unacceptable stream of destiny keeps drinking everything and burying away into the darkness, just as it just flows from top to bottom, regardless of his suffering or anything else.
And history, only "convenient for the winner" remained as if it were a beautiful star, with a bright glow.
There is no longer one man here to be remembered in anyone's hands, such as that which afflicted him and suffered his whole life, and no one will notice.
In that sense, the organtino was made painful by the fact that history was cruel and a mass of "vanity".
Having seen hell in this world, Organtino is on his way home.
At that time, I dared to pass through the country of Toyota.
This country was ravaged by the Shimazu army and many men and children were captured as slaves because they heard rumors of the wind. Because I thought it was his own way of taking responsibility to at least go to the land and find out what was going on.
But it was an even more tragic situation than he imagined.
The tears of the women who have lost their husbands, the workers, and their only hope, their children, are exhausted, and the carcasses of those who have lost their very own lives in disillusionment are scattered everywhere.
All were uniformly stained with careless colors, and could not bear to see.
Organtino couldn't do anything here either.
I was just standing up.
Looking at the carcass at your feet...
It caught my eye that one man there and a few of his offerings were muddy and doing something.
And they come to Organtino.
- What has the Lord done... to take it away again...
- Yes, no... I...
- That's a lie! That's a lie! What's the salvation! What pity!
- Hey, no...
- You're going to insist that even if you look at this, it's salvation!!? I don't believe in anything anymore!!
Say what God is!
Salvation!? Don't be ridiculous!!
A man stuffs to the organtino in a fierce tone.
That was desperately stopped by his offerings.
But their offerings, too, are in tears.
- Lord, please quit! This person is probably irrelevant!
- Shut up! All the baterens are the same!! It's not just Batellen! Fathers, merchants, Nambarians, they are all the same!!
As the man dashed his face with tears and mud, screaming so, he began to carry the carcass at the feet of Organtino.
Yes, they were cleaning up the carcasses.
Once again, to enrich this rich country...
They weren't just mourning, they were acting.
To make tomorrow...
Organtino can only look at it in a flash. And after all, I was only saddened by my powerlessness here, and headed back to Kyo.
It should be noted that this man's name is Yoshiyuki Otomo.
After Hideyoshi's Kyushu Ping, it is completely unknown in future generations that he rubbed muddy water but desperately laid good governance over his desolate post-abundance country.
The hell he sees turns into a strong thought for the abundant nations no, the abundant people.
The fact that the abundance was taken from Hideyoshi is a sufficient factor to completely crush and corrupt his heart.
And it leads to the ambition to take away the land of abundance, with any hand, by being put in the mouth of a dubious old man in Tai Chi.
It was also the beginning of the sad half of a man's life when he saw hell.
Plus, this is the year...
Toyotomi Hideyoshi, who took a heavy look at the state of this "slave trade," issued a decree of deportation of Batelen from...
So Hideyoshi vehemently disputes Coelio, thoroughly hunting him down, and he dies in a few years from an inexplicable 'accident', still riddled with disappointment and hatred.
That was when Koelio finished collecting a large number of weapons to crusade Hideyoshi in Kyushu.
And most of the weapons were disposed of in Macau by Valignano's hands.
Most of them...
But some of the rest were rumored to have been grabbed as honorariums for the 'accident'.
And the "Bateren Deportation Order" heard from the Baterens of Kyo, who know nothing, had different intentions.
- Hideyoshi Tai, angry that Otema, who ruled Nagasaki, had moved territory to Batelen, issued an expulsion order for fear of Japanese aggression by Batelen...
There is no letter "slave" anywhere in it.
Organtino protests in vain.
Of course such a voice would not reach the world.
And future generations, without his cry and other timeless arrivals, the boys and girls of Japan do not know anything about the slave trade that was carried out as "common sense" between the Christian countries of Europe and some great names and merchants.
Because it is not written in a scripture full of falsehoods.
As a matter of course, you don't even know.
Knowing is not common sense.
Because history made it a good idea to leave behind only a convenient interpretation that "there was no such thing as a slave to Japanese boys and girls"...
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"You were there last night..."
The owner of the mansion where he was stationed spoke worryingly to the condition of the organtino with a large neighborhood under his eyes.
"Yeah... worry about it, Death..."
And, taking the morning lift, Organtino answered his master.
And with just a few hands on it, when you put the chopsticks down,
"Thank you..."
and bowed hand in hand.
"Why don't you eat so little… if you don't eat more, I'll touch you"
And, with an increasingly worrying face, my husband urged him to take the chopsticks again.
But as he shook his head sideways, he tried to lie on the spot like he was tired.
It has been more than ten days since Akashi Shinden visited him.
My husband, as he had decided, when confronted Organtino, preached gently to him.
"Gospel by Matthew 21: 28 to 32…
The story of the father of the vineyard and his sons.
My father told me to go to the vineyard and do my job, and I replied yes but I didn't go, and no, I don't want to go, and then I reconsidered and went to the vineyard...
Which is arguably the right thing to do.
Master Organtino taught me.
'Even if you regret it, he who reconsiders and acts, is right'...
Master Organtino taught us.
Even if it is a mistake for a time, he says that he who thinks through it and chooses the right path is the one who keeps the Lord's teachings. "
The words were like clean water, moisturizing the thirsty heart of Organtino.
I guess people feel salvation when they're free from thirst...
It could be embarrassing being a missionary.
But Organtino, for the first time at this time, knew the real salvation.
Nature and tears fall.
The tears moistened the earth of his thirsty heart, from which a small bud emerged.
- Even if you regret it, those who reconsider and act are right
So what the hell is "right"?
of the Jesuits… No, are the words of the leaders of the Catholic Church truly correct in fulfillment?
Isn't that the "history of vanity" they created...
"Living in faith is absolute," he has taught.
And he has taught it as a word, too.
But is it really true?
He was now facing the truth in him.
enrich the lives of the people...
Act to give to the poor…
What is faith?
Is action not faith?
What is preaching?
Can you say preaching about skillfully moving people's minds in a convenient language?
His self-questioning continued.
In his head now, what he didn't believe and what he sprouted in his own mind were hitting hard.
But...
The body seems to have already given the answer.
And he returned unto me by the voice which was called unto him.
"Dear Organtino... How have you been?
He looks around. Because, unconsciously, he was flying out of Sakai's mansion and reaching a strange place.
"Such a place... where are we, Desca?
"This is in the hospital. It is now a place to treat the sick, built by the late Luis Almeida's disciples."
"Was it... is that apprentice there now?
"Yes... but how did it go? Is it bad for you to add or subtract something..."
Organtino replied with a smile to the Japanese working in that hospital, who looked worried.
"Yes! That's what I was suffering from."
"Oh my... that's tough! Now, soon..."
And Organtino said to control the man who rushes out.
"Don't worry! I hope you're well now!
"But... what was wrong with you?
In that inquiry, Organtino thumbed his chest,
"It's in my heart!
And I answered brightly.
There's the usual organtino sun-like look.
But it is not something that I have been forced to do, that would defy the curse of the iron chain that was tying him.
It was a smile from the bottom of my heart, of a man who had decided to be ready.
"Then I will ask that disciple to cooperate a little!
and he moves slightly behind the hospital.
"Hey, hey, Master Organtino!?
What the hell do you need help with!?
to that inquiry. When he turned,
"Death, a researcher at the school!
And he answered with a smile and a burning flame in his eyes.