Sumi de ii Desu. Kamawanaide Kudasai

The name of the man with brown hair is Asako.

Twenty-five years old.

It is the flower queen of Yoshihara and Tenzuki brothel.

His origins, even in the brothels, are few to know.

What I just know about him around is that his brown hair shines flax under the summer sky and chestnut under the winter sky.

That those scorching eyes are patchy, eye-cat-eye from eye to eye.

Skin that does not know the sun is white as a silkworm cocoon and soft as silk.

He also has a more masculine instinct than anyone else in the brothel, and at the same time has a feminine side. The feminine aspect is here about trickery and language, and does not mean that I like men because of it.

With such a two-sided nature, he never felt bitter about living in this Yoshihara.

Not at all, but I don't feel unhappy about myself, and I do my job pale. Conversely, I don't care about it, but I don't treat customers in a bad way, and the woman leaned on me no less than the other flowers.

There are many who are somehow savvy to the agility of a woman's heart and prefer him like that.

"Oh, my God, what were you looking at? Bad taste."

"Aren't you very strong, too?"

As Asakami went up the stairs leading from the cage room to the brothel, there was a look of fresh water leaning against the wall with her arms together.

Shimizu laughed at him as he walked up the stairs and showed his face, wondering if he was listening to the exchange between Asako and Noisy.

"Could you be angry? But that's how fat you are, you can do it anywhere."

Without moving to that laugh, Asako returned a niggling laugh.

"There's nothing to be angry about"

"You're strong, too."

"I'll beat Mr. Oneh."

Shimizu, distracted from the shallow shield, which solidified in a tremendous shape, sighed looking at the staircase leading to the cage room.

"... I couldn't. They don't think of anything but a playhouse."

"If that's what you're talking about, it shouldn't be here."

Asako puts his hand on his shoulder, looks around and is alert. Who might be listening, but I couldn't talk about her in a detour.

Fresh water, with his eyes closed and his head bowed to shallow care, walks down the hallway with his hands off his shoulders.

The destination is the back door leading to the backyard.

Do you know where Fresh Water is about to go, Asako followed him on his back without saying anything.

Shimizu, who wanted the playhouse to withdraw the idea of selling wild daisies, had turned to his lord Ryuyi a few moments earlier. Sasa and Ujino were together, but I haven't said much about Aili yet.

I just had to find another public service place instead of going to the playhouse, and I couldn't help but suggest that throwing it away into the river plain without a single sentence would not be a good measure of punishment.

"Since when has she changed?"

"It wasn't that kid who changed. We will."

They're on the roof of a brothel.

There's a lot of tiles laid down. It was just right for me to tell a story that I don't feel comfortable sitting on, but I don't want anyone to hear.

And I don't use a ladder to climb there. I use my hands and feet well and what a bare hand I am climbing. But it was to keep no one from noticing that they were on the roof, and their hands were black and dirty with the dirt of the building.

I haven't climbed there from time to time. This is the third time they climb there, and going up here means that it's really time to talk about something nobody wants to hear. The first thing I found here was fresh water, and when I was first guided by him, Asako also had his mouth open gently.

It is reckless to climb the roof of a brothel that is also on the third floor, even if it is late at night, and still grandiose during the day.

But that's all. The brothel was no longer a place for them to rest.

"I just didn't try to turn back, realizing that"

Mindful of the shining spring sun, fresh water turns to the opposite side of shallow protection next door.

"What do we do? Are you ready to go out with me?

"Hey. I'm sorry to hear that. It's my dream to get out of here satisfied. Will you be crushed?"

Asako waves to reject the proposal, which is not even half a joke about fresh water.

Did you understand the words coming back, Shimizu laughed thinly and now looked straight at him, not the other way around.

"By the time I can get out of here, that kid's body will already have another man's hand on it"

……

"A stranger carves a flowering moment into him."

Fresh water tells off to his own people, who are often unhonest and mean from time to time.

In contrast, whether his stomach ached or his ear ached, Shallow Protection held the back of one ear with the other as he gripped the kimono match of his abdomen with his right hand.

The leg that was sitting on his horse made him stand on one knee, making him more cat-backed than earlier.

Some longer hair than the dark-haired man lying on his side dripped from his shoulder.

"So what. That's what they sell to the playhouse. It's not like I have no choice. Even we're eating up our teeth and enduring it."

"I don't think other people can stand it because they can stand it."

Playing men and playing women, the difference is just whether they are men or women.

The difference, however, is very significant.

"I still don't know why I should have been here."

Asako recalls his previous attitude to wild daisies.

Though I gave up a hundred steps and was my originally twisted personality, I can't forgive myself for returning words that don't sound good or for watching my love.

How could you have let that woman in so much?

For a long time, Asakami had a slightly stronger impact on wild daisies.

The laundry stains were not removed, the courtyard was not cleaned, the movement was slow, etc., she said annoyingly as a pussy.

But it's not just against the wild daisies, there's such a part against fellow working and playmen.

Dirty walking, depressing sleeping habits, sloppy talking, all sorts of things.

It is also a female tone, so it looked like a annoying mother to the extra whorehouse folks. If Ujino is like his mother, then the shallow protection that is half worn by it is more like a daughter-in-law snoring aunt.

When I was attracted to Aili because such an original person or because I was attracted to Aili, I treated her furiously about the wild daisies that Aili hated.

Giving you a reason why you put it into love, that's simply because it was your preference already.

Courtesy, no rice leaves one grain of rice, respect a man without sitting back on a woman, a woman like you are basically three steps behind.

That's this guy, shallow protection preference.

I didn't reveal my preferences to anyone, but the truth is that if such a girl shows up before me, which would be less of a time in this day and age, I can't help but miss it. Even if I had put myself in a playman, there was at least a desire to be dreaming.

But if you open the lid, it's the end of the story.

That was just what it looked like in front of me.

He regrets himself that it was hooked up to a hell of a woman.

"There's no excuse for being too busy to even notice you"

"You have no choice. My uncle said he asked for too much. I don't know what it means to send you on an expedition to a whorehouse in Kyo."

"They don't sell colors over there, so I learned a lot."

For about two months, until then, Shimizu had gone to Kyoto.

It was between winter and spring.

But in the course of those two months, I couldn't even imagine that fresh water had become such a thing that the daisy could be put in the cage room.

I was worried, but there were no other people left to me.

I trusted a boy named Umeki, who works downstairs, so I asked him to stay with me as much as possible, but being beside me all the time is also limiting.

I don't even know what I'm doing from end to end.

"Really? Even though it's a brothel?

"Hanaki, as we call it here, is said to be Tai Hu in Kyo. It was an interesting town."

"Heh."

A sparrow dances directly over Picci and the two of them.

As fresh water reached out and offered his finger, the sparrow swirled wide before stopping over its slurring fingers.

It was fresh water with a happy corner of my mouth when I saw a sparrow that stopped on my finger, but that was for a moment. His face fell asleep immediately.

Next to him like that, Asakami looks over Yoshihara's town from the roof.

"... well, anyway, nothing changed that only me and Fresh Water were on our side. It gets worse. Look, she doesn't like you. I can tell at a glance. Either way, it's no different than getting that kid out of a whorehouse for you. It's much better to be in a playhouse than here."

Asakami elbowed herself to the knee where she wore the claw, and put her cheek cane on.

"I liked that woman before. Before. Until I saw that."

Asakami was born a month ago, when Shimizu was still in Kyoto. I saw the inexplicable behavior of one woman.

That was when Aili fell down the stairs.

Asako spent that day relaxing in the dining room even after lunch, talking to the cook and the public. Even when the others were gone and alone in the dining room, I didn't feel like going upstairs, and I finally tried to climb the stairs a minute after I finished eating.

It was when I turned down the hallway leading to the stairs and looked over the stairs.

Aili turned around and saw him upstairs at the end of the stairs.

She turned her neck to the right and left, looking around. Asakami hides behind the stairs.

He was usually a casual speaker, but the suspicion he had in her made him hide.

He looked up the stairs securely so that the other person wouldn't notice what she was doing.

Aili is still showing a bare gesture of vigilance around her.

"What..."

- Dotado, Taggan, Tagga, Tagga.

That was a moment.

It was she who slowly knocked her posture back down and rolled down the stairs.

"What are you doing, Ru?"

Seeing her rolling down to her feet, the question came out with her mouth before worrying.

Asako also distorts his face to the love that is falling by distorting his face to pain and closing his eyes.

- I wonder what this woman has done now.

When the playmen and the underworkers found their fallen love after a while, anger flew over Asako, who was nearby and did nothing.

"Why can't you help me?" Are you an idiot!?

'Cause this kid, he fell himself. Aren't you stupid?

'Huh?'

I don't know what you're thinking, but why don't you just talk to him when you wake up? I don't know if it's self-harm. "

When the men around them pounded their tongues at Asakami, who did not show a bare gesture of reflection, they transported Aili to the main room on the ground floor to rest.

Asako puts it on his ass and goes back to his room like nothing happened. I don't know what that action means until she wakes up. Besides, I don't like people who make their own lives crude, so it was also a moment of diminished fondness for her for Asako. It has been fading for some time now, but it feels even faded.

Normally I guess it's where I worry, but it's also because I felt something like anger close to distrust that I don't know why I would do that, even if I'm not a wacko carrying all my misfortunes.

'I see black hair... Could that girl...'

It didn't take that long for my distrust to turn into something I was sure of.

It wasn't until a day after I heard from other playmen that Ai Li threw up those words.

Dark hair...... Are you going to blame her for not even being there?

Until now, I've believed what Aili said, but now I think it's anomalous to believe this.

"Hey."

What he was saying was stupid, he visited Aili lying in the main room in the shape of a ghost.

There were Ryuyi and other Hanaki on the spot, surrounding her. Six of the Hanaki were all there, just fresh water wasn't on the spot.

'I heard you were blowing a hell of a horror, and you fell out of yourself, didn't you? What are you talking about?

'What?'

Asakami said to the love of lying on the futon, even though there were others around him.

I was surprised to hear his words lovingly, but it was also in just a few moments, and I immediately looked like I was going to cry.

'Awful! What, why are you saying that!

'Sorry, but I was under the stairs. Me. Weirdly, I was just looking at you because you're creeping up the stairs. Then you fall out of shape yourself. I'm surprised.'

You think you're gonna do it yourself? Ugh, hiku... '

She's a disgusting woman for the love she cried out for, and she turns her contempt gaze to Ryuyi and her fellow Hanaki who were on the spot.

Even that gaze was disgusting to Asako.

But when I wonder if I've ever been like this myself, he feels a little disgusted and turns his sympathy towards them.

"Aili's right, you have to do something stupid, don't you? What's wrong with you, Asako?"

'I told you I was watching, right? You think maybe the killer's a wild daisy?

"Well, I can't help but notice how he's behaving these days. Aili says she saw black hair."

"If you have dark hair, there are two of you downstairs. And there's Hanaki. Like fresh water? '

'Oh man, if you say any more, I'm gonna punch you!

Asakami pierced it until she told the truth, without looking at the gaze.

Did you ever see that bastard's behavior? Hey, tell me. How did that kid ever act out of sight like that? You saw too much in your eyes, didn't you? Say it clearly. All of it. Are you stupid? You must be an idiot. I can't tell you. '

"Tenmei"

A ribbon tries to beat him to shallow protection.

Asako, who had not even tried to avoid it and remained standing, but the right hand of the ribbon he tried to beat was stopped by a man in red feathers.

"How long have you been here?"

"Just now?

"Fresh water! Don't stop it!

Asako rounds his eyes to fresh water grabbing the ribbed arms.

Seeing it, Shimizu laughed nicely, knocking the ribbon on his back that didn't hold the momentum, turning to the love of lying down.

And Asako didn't miss seeing Airi look at fresh water and cheek uplifting.

"Sawdust will hurt, Aili."

"Mr. Shimizu."

"Which one, let me see"

Shimizu, who approached her, moved the futon away and touched Aili's feet.

'... Yikes, it hurts, stop, it hurts!

Seeing the affection that distorts his face in pain, Fresh Water laughs with sorrow.

'Sounds really painful, okay?

"Yes, sir."

"You..."

"Asakami. Let's go. '

I thought Asako didn't look like that to the fresh water that was throwing a voice of worry at her.

I don't know how it looks to other humans, but the fresh water hand grabbing her feet trembled slightly, and blue muscles appeared on the back of her hand.

I think it must have been quite powerful.

"I Don't Think It's Waste"

'Huh?'

"But no matter how much I take her side, I'm not going to move on without someone to believe me"

"You knew he was lying?

'No, I don't.' Cause I've never seen more than I've ever seen. '

"Then why?"

'We're just talking about different people who believe. more than anyone else than Love.'

"Then why... don't you stand in front of her?"

"I thought you thought earlier, too."

……

"As one, there would have been no one to affirm"

To what Shimizu says, Asako recalls what happened a month ago.

That was the day the bathhouse they were looking after couldn't use it for just one day and had no choice but to use the bath in the brothel.

On that day, they were soaking in the bath after being used by playmen and working men.

And somehow, Aili was showing everyone that she hit her head in the tub. If you ask me why I hit him, I'll tell him, "Mr. Nokichi pushed me and I fell."

By then, because Aili had told me several times that she didn't like daisy, the playmen, including Asako, believed what she said.

Why, she can't possibly be weak enough to self-harm herself by hurting her own head?

The men who were trying to force the bastards to apologize that they didn't do it.

But fresh water stood before the daisy to shelter from them like that.

"I don't know how I fell, whether it was a lie or a truth, but there's nothing we can do about saying things we don't know either."

"But Brother Shimizu Y."

'Nobody's watching. An outfield that's not even tense is not what I'd call it anyway. It's just a good story if Aili says so. If you can't complain face to face, there's a problem there too'

At this time, Asako had seen such fresh water and thought.

Though the logic goes through, I wonder why it shelters the wild daisies.

He said he was an angry man.

But now I'm reminded that the angry man was himself.

When Asako remembered that, he got the urge to punch himself in the head then.

Fresh water looks harsh. Look at him, and he speaks out that you're not the only one.

'Even I think about it. I already thought of dozens and hundreds of times what to do. But if you don't do enough to take your life eventually, you probably can't.'

'Ma, don't do that! If you do that. "

'Don't worry, it's only a matter of possibility. Besides, that's why I stopped you earlier, but maybe it's too dangerous for me.'

"Why not?"

"What do you think would happen if the spearhead of anger moved to the daisy instead of you"

Asakami thought and blued.

I didn't want to shake a sense of justice about anything. I was just angry at the love of twisting and bending facts, until I told the truth.

But by then, she hates a woman named Noju.

Asakami's words and actions should have come to mind quite a bit to the philosophy of trying to tailor Noju to the killer.

And I believe her around, and she'll be ridiculous.

"Then what should I have done?"

What brings you that far, what brings you that far, and Aili wants you to hate wild daisies?

Asako didn't know.