Cancer! Cancer! Cock it! I kicked at the tree repeatedly, my indignation evident.
I am a saint! I'm a saint! My amulet! My amulet! I'm at my limit! What? You're nothing more than a pawn! How dare you! You're just a pawn in this game!
You've got to be kidding me! I was furious with him at the end.
Ha, ha. ......
I breathed on my shoulder and regulated my breathing, feeling a little better now.
The actual "I'm not a fan of the way you do it," he said, "but I'm not a fan of the way you do it either.
I was really angry at why I, a saint, had to go to all that trouble, but if I didn't hire someone, I wouldn't be able to continue my journey.
So I had no choice but to hire them.
But that was the beginning of the problem.
I had left all the luggage management to Igusa, so I had no idea where everything was.
There was no way that I, a saintly woman, would be able to do such a shabby job of not being able to answer any of the questions.
I am the saint that everyone longs for.
I must be lovely, graceful, and intelligent.
So I went through all the contents of my luggage from scratch.
And guess what?
This time, the luggage I had taken out didn't fit.