Chapter 117: 117 Episode 15: Year-end and New Year holidays at Hidamari-tei

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"Sister, I'm ready."

"Mr. Bertina, sticky rice is very nice!"

"... children, help me."

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Starting with Jeanette, everyone at Yangdaljeong came to church and started doing something interesting again.

"You little boy! Don't eat what you don't work for! Don't help him! Don't you give him a bite! All right!"

``Yes!'

This time again, Mr. Yashiro was the founder of the project, and he planned it to please the children. He's a very helpful person.

"Then tell me what you just said to the Sister who eats more than anyone else when he doesn't work there."

"'Sister!'"

Mr. Jiro... I can't believe you're using your children to keep them in check... ...I'm sure this is something very delicious. I'm so excited.

"Yasilo, how's the mortar and pestle? It's just the size you told me."

"Oh, it's perfect. And Milly, thank you for the zelkova tree."

"Oh... no. Christmas was fun...

"She's a good girl, Milly... ...by comparison, any Woodman's Guild!"

"Isn't it inevitable!? The Woodman's Guild's branch still only exists in residence! It's Mr. Umaro's!"

"Wait a minute! Oira is working so hard on the street gate construction!"

"Yasilo, let's get started. Loretta, who keeps holding sticky rice, has tearful eyes."

"Oh, it's hot! I want to get the next instruction soon.

Mr. Milli, a flower arrangement guild, brings a tree from the forest, and he uses mortar and pestle processed by Mr. Womaro of Torbeck factory, and today he is doing mochi-tsuki.

Children are gathering around Mr. Jiro excitedly to see what is going to happen.

"All right! Well, I'll set an example at first. When people pound rice cakes, they get excited when they say, 'Pet, pet, pet,' so please take care of me!"

``Yes!'

"Well, Estella, move forward, so that everyone can easily say it."

"Yes, I knew you'd say it!"

It's always lively, and his children are lively when he's around. It's really... strange, isn't he?

Then rice cake making started with a loud chant.

At first, Mr. Jiro was pounding, but the timing of mixing glutinous rice seemed to be difficult, so Jeanette was struggling. So we changed players, and Mr. Yashiro mixed hands and Mr. Magda pounded hands.

"... ...with one blow,"

"Calibrate!? This is the only mortar!"

"...will do good,"

`Come on, go!'

"'Pat! Pat!'"

This time rice cakes will be pounded at a good pace.

This is fun to watch, isn't it? The children are also very pleased.

"Let me do it, too.

"...then change the players."

"Well, Estella. Here we go."

"All right! Start!"

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"Hey, guys! What's the fan chant.

"Stupid... don't let the child care,"

"You can say it! You can say it! You can say it! Rather, it hurts you if you don't say it!"

Recently, I think our children have begun to resemble Mr. Jiro.

Hmm... I hope you'll grow up to be an interesting adult.

Then, sticky rice was pounded many times with the children... and eventually it turned into sticky rice.

"Yasilo, I'm ready for bean flour."

"Then cut the rice cake into small pieces and season it."

"Mr. Jiro,"

"Oh, Mr. Bertina, help me..."

"Yes, it's very delicious."

"Have you eaten yet?"

I'm the first to ride. It stretches well. It's delicious.

This is a fascinating deliciousness.

I think I'd better tell you this earlier...

"Another helping."

"You've just made it!"

I went on eating carelessly for the next few minutes. Let's do this even after the new year! Let's do that.

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"Well... I can't eat any more,"

Rice cakes, even if you think they're pretty small, can accumulate in your stomach when you're eating them.

I'll bring a souvenir home to Natalia, who couldn't come today on business.

"Oh, my God,"

"Who is this god?"

Jiro came next to me with bean paste and two kinds of seasoned rice cakes.

I wonder if the rice cake-making contest, which rents out the church garden, is about to be over for a while now that everyone is getting full.It seems that, according to the custom of Jiro's hometown, they make 'kagami-mochi' afterwards. Then, you have to decorate it until the beginning of the new year... Why rice cakes?

"The twenty-eighth is said to be a lucky day because it spreads out. Well, I don't know much about it either, but that's why I took advantage of it."

Christmas, birthday... and today...

In Jiro's hometown, they seem to care too much about the 'date'. For us, the dates are just for harvesting crops, progressing construction, collecting taxes, etc.

For some reason, I was a little envious of Jiro's hometown, where he was trying to enjoy the once-in-a-year "day."

"What are you going to do when the new year begins?"

"Huh? Is it New Year's Day?"

I'm not familiar with the word 'shogatsu,' but I'm sure he would do many things in his hometown. I was a little interested.

"I'll do a lot of things. Like feathering."

"Hanetsu? What's that?"

"It's a game between us... I don't know what to say... a wooden racket has its wings, and it's alternating."

"Hold a board and hit the wings... alternately?"

Feathers? ...birds?

In my head, I have a picture of a pair of people holding wooden boards and beating away chickens alternately with the boards.

"It's cruel!"

"Cruel?"

I feel sorry for the chicken.We must stave off such dangerous play.

"And kite-flying,"

"Flying a kite..."

In my head, I have a video of meandering octopus pounding into hot oil.

"You're going to splash oil!"

"I don't know what you mean, but... for the time being, it said.

It's all about irritating living things.

Is there any more peaceful game?

"It's surprisingly interesting to be serious about things like that.

"Is that great?"

"There's a square on the paper," In the game where you roll the dice as many times as you can, the first one to finish is the winner."

"... interesting?"

"Funny! It's even more fun to write orders on the grid!"

Jiro says confidently.

I'm sure it'll be interesting if Jiro says so much. ... I might want to try it.

"All right! Let's do that, sweetie!"

From behind, suddenly speaking to me, Jiro and I shake our shoulders.

Looking back, Percy at the sugar factory stood. I still have black makeup around my eyes today.

"Why are you here?"

"Oh, well, there's a little bit of stuff like...?"

That Percy will take this attitude... ...probably soon...

"Sorry! We're here to deliver eggs."

. . . . . . . . eh?

A nefry came to the church to deliver eggs.

"What's this? What are you guys doing?"

Neferry that shows our interest in rice cake making and excites our excitement.

"Oh! Call me if you want to do anything!"

"Right, Mr. Neferry! You all like it!"

"Wow! ... I said, "I'm surprised." Was there Percy?"

"Yes! I'm sure I'm a madam!"

"... well... since when..."

"Don't look so disgusted!? I'm going to cry!"

Percy had been ahead of Neferry somewhere. ... you're a stalker, no longer.

"Tsukasa! What's "Samuroku" that we were talking about? Let's all do that together, too, Neferry!"

That's how you're going to get an appointment to play with the Neferry... straight in love, Stalker raccoon.

"What's that? Is it a game that Jiro thought about?"

"I didn't think of it. It is a traditional game that has been handed down to my hometown since ancient times."

"I'd like to try it," Oh, but... I'm busy at this time of year...

"What about the night of the 31st!? Let's all finish our work and start at that time."

"... Hey, are you going to spend the year at the Yodamari-tei?"

"As expected, baby! You know what I'm saying!"

"Don't be silly... let me relax at the end of the year and the New Year..."

"... (I'll take a lot of sugar!)"

"... (That's all you've got to do you?"

"...(You use it, sugar!? Cake, seriously!)"

Men are secretly talking to each other... but I can hear it completely.

"Yasilo, what's wrong?"

"... dangerous magwai between men."

"Wow... brother, Umaro is still more valuable than that raccoon."

"Is that a normal girl?"

"It's bad for Oyla, too!"

Percy's noise brought us all together.

"We're all talking about the New Year's Eve contest at Yodamari-tei.""That sounds interesting. If you don't mind my coming, please come and see us."

"... Hey, Jeanette...."

"You look like you're having fun".

"... well, if you say so..."

"Well! It's decided! See? Neferry, too!"

"Well... after the work is done..."

"Oh, dear! I'm staying with Mr. Neferry,"oh!"

cried Percy, who was filled with emotion. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

"...oh, without the present." Forget it."

"Yasilo. The bedroom is separate for men and women."

"It's going to happen.

"Oh! No, Mr. Neferry! This isn't it!"

Neferry's preference for Percy seems to have dropped.

I think it's better to make up for it in a different way, man, than make up for it now.

"Well... I wonder if I can go..."

My parents, if it's all right... they have to convince Natalia. I'm afraid I'll tell you something like... I'll be at home for the New Year'

"No, sir!"

Imelda was the only one who objected once and for all.

"Waxi, I'm being told to go back to my parents' house during the New Year's holidays. So I'll ask you to postpone the New Year's holiday at the Yodamari-tei!"

"No, where is the Yangdalitei trapped?"

"I can't postpone the New Year's holiday, so please come and stay again."

"I don't like it! I don't like it!"

an imelda in mode

Let's ignore it, for it's troublesome. It won't change your destiny anyway.

And three days later... the night of December 31.

The great contest was held.

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"Oh my gosh!

"Oh, Mr. Neferry," Welcome."

When I arrived at the Yodamari-tei, many people were already there.

The dining-room looks like...

"What's wrong with this?"

"Yasilo said that it's good manners for everyone to sit in a carriage and do it together."

"Well... you're deep,"

The dining room table and chairs had been turned away in a corner, and layers of rugs had been laid on the floor.

Oh, it's kind of warm.

"There's a straw between the rugs. The floor is cold."

This kind of ingenuity is amazing, isn't it, Yodamari-tei?

The wood stove is crackling and warming the space.

Large sheets of paper with lots of circles spread out on the rug, and flat wooden boards lay beneath them. I'm sure the paper won't tilt because of the straw under the rug.

"What are you doing now?"

"I'm writing down instructions. Do you want to write something?"

According to what I heard, I had to obey the orders written on the square where my frame stopped.

Then I can't write anything very strange, can you?

"'The person with the biggest breast is going to wear a swimsuit'..."

"No such thing!"

There was a man full of strange things to write about. . . . . . . .

"Mr. Neferry," Here you go! It's empty!"

"Oh, thank you,"

I'm Percy, who runs a sugar factory in the 40th district. a very witty, rather odd and funny person

I heard that the black thing around the eyes that looks like a beast is makeup. ...I wish I didn't care about such a small thing.

Around the Goroku are Jeanette, Estella, Loretta, Me, Percy, Umaro, Magda, right of Jiro.

"What about Natalia today?"

"I couldn't bring him here... He's the maid-in-

Come to think of it, I wonder where Estella is.

I think I'm doing a lot of things with Jiro. ...and get along with Imelda, the Woodman Guild.

"Do you write something, Neferry?"

Loretta is handing me a pen...... a pen? Why a pen?

"Oh, I'll use that brush later. Don't worry."

If I was told not to worry, I wouldn't mind... I glanced at it and saw an order saying, 'It's scribbled on my face.' It was like a brush for that purpose.

Oh, my God. Jillo does all the weird things he does he? Hey, I can't think of a normal thinking circuit like myself.

... well, that's not the case with other men.........

`--?!?'

I'm embarrassed by what I thought myself...

Dude, I... What are you thinking...

"What? What's wrong with the ferry?"

"Huh!"

"The crested hawk is red,"

"It's the usual thing!"

...well...

Even though people are so embarrassed, Jiro is always... ...insensitive is a sin, isn't it?

I wonder if the type of person like Jiro will never realize it unless he or she conveys his or her thoughts to his or her face...

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I point to one of the big squares with the word 'agari' written on it and say:

"Oh, I'll ask for the last hurdle,"

a joyful Jillo

It's not until now that I can look so relaxed."

I write instructions on the square.

With Jiro... an order to drive him.

"""Tell your thoughts to the person you like"""

Jiro's expression changes when he sees my writing.

You've been conscious...

It's a little... scary.

But it's an opportunity...

If Jiro stops here and delivers his thoughts to someone who is not me... I'll congratulate you on that. And from next year, I will become a new me.

If I stop here... then I'll tell you exactly what I'll tell you what I' Whatever the outcome...

the end of the year

I think it's a good time to play.

"Oh, this... looks like it's going to be interesting!"

"... well, interesting,"

"Oh......you wrote something interesting, Neferry,"

"Who do you like?"

Loretta puffed her nose, Magda gloated slightly, Estella grinned, and Jeanette leaned her head slightly against the jaw.

Now, it's a game.

Win or lose... I'll never regret it!

"Well, let's get started!"

With such chants of palmro, the great contest began.

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"'Don't say toilet! I don't like toilet characters!'"

"Oh, dexterous Loretta."

"Ah! It's similar!"

I did a wonderful job of impersonating an acquaintance written on a stopped square. ......I was so embarrassed! Who wrote this?

Oh, it's definitely my brother. I'm making a mistake by whistling!

But! This is the beginning! Huff... the first group gets closer to the square I wrote. Now, who will stop? Those abominable memories of my past three days and nights of being beaten... that I shall experience the same pain!

"Oh, I'm off once more, so I'll be Percy next time."

"Oh, thank you! I'll take good care of the dice you gave me!"

Mr. Percy will roll the dice with exaggerated delight.

His eyes... '3'!

I did! It was just a square of terrible orders that I had written!

"I get scribbled on my face with ink."

"Huh!? Percy, are you scribbling already?"

"It's not graffiti!"

What do you mean......I was going to do the humiliating [meat] on my forehead that my brother had done before!

"I can't use it, Percy! I'm disappointed!"

"You sound terrible!"

Mr. Percy, an illiterate man.

I can't do this. It's not popular. No matter how far you go, you'll always be a good friend.

That's what happens if you can't read the atmosphere.

"It's certainly not interesting to write something on Percy's face now,"

"Hey! I'm not trying to make it funny!"

"What!? No!"

"d*mn it! I thought you were on my side, but what, you fox!"

Mr. Percy stands up and shrieks.

It's disgraceful. It's definitely not popular.

"All right, all right. Leave it to me."

My brother stood up with a slap on his knee.

Then I went to the kitchen... ...with a wet towel.

"Percy, show me your face."

My brother will wipe Percy's face...

"All right! It's done."

Mr. Percy turns his brother's playful face this way.

Suddenly we all burst out laughing. His face is cowardly...!

Mr. Percy had the black areas of his left and right eyes wiped clean. His face is obviously a panda. I'm from the Panda tribe!

``Whoo!'

This is... cowardly.

It's like this, I'm sure you'll laugh...

"Pa... Mr. Percy... don't look funny..."

"You didn't do this just because you liked it!"

There was something worse than 'meat' ... I knew it that day.

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Womaro was grinning hard as Percy looked funny and dented by his favorite Neferry.

Magda wanted to teach her.

If you take such an attitude at times like this, you'll have to know that you're going to have that kind of experience this time."

"...the woman's turn,"

"Oh, thank you, Magda!"

a woman who happily rolls the diceWell, what tragedy is there to be... ...if Magda doesn't get out of her senses... ...what's interesting about it?"

"""I'll tell you what I'm going to do next year"""

......what?

This is... this loose instruction that doesn't have to be...

"Oh, that's the guy I wrote,"

The manager says happily.

It's strange... I can't believe Magda's sense of guilt... or rather, if something interesting doesn't happen to her, what does it mean to have her... if the person in charge of comedy doesn't laugh...

"Next year's ambition is to complete the street gate!"

"Wow, that's boring! Next, next!"

"What's wrong with you!? You don't have to be normal!"

Jiro has the same impression as Magda. As expected of Jiro. be aware of

"Yes. Next is Magda Tan's turn."

"...yes,"

Magda rolls the dice without feeling refreshed... '3'

One, two, three... ...look at the instruction written there.

"""Pinning Womaro"""

"Why are you Oirass?"

That's great!

Umaro drew the very gods.

God of comedy!

I wrote this... I'm sure. It's Jiro. He's posing small next to a magda.

"Well, then, it's an order.

"Well... please be gentle with me..."

"...I don't care, I don't think I'll fly away."

"That's what you're talking about it.

Place your finger on the forehead of a stunned woman, and flick it lightly.

--Got!

There's a dull sound that you don't usually hear, and the womalo crouches on the ground.

...I've given you so much ado.

"Oh, let's see, let's see! Did Magda pull me out?"

Such a happy voice comes up.

He came from Jiro.

The top of the palm is now parked one square before the magda.

"Except for '1'!" "Except for '1'!"

Such words of the woman must have come to heaven. The dice that Jiro shook indicated a 'one'.

"Why!"

"...great strength of pull... As expected, ummallow." "I have it."

"I'm not happy!"

a woman who appeals with tearful eyes

Unfortunately, as Jiro had hoped, he was getting a good second time.

What a 'delicious' development!

"Hey, Jeanette. Put out a '4' with all four'

Jiro passes the dice to the manager.

In '4' from the square where the store manager's top is located, Magda and Jiro's top stops.

That is to say, what it says????

"""Pinning Womaro"""

It would be amazing if we could stop here with this trend!

Even more so, expectations are rising!

"Well, I'll go now.

The manager rolls the dice. Everyone's eyes are on the dice.

Slowly spinning, the dice eventually gave a '6'.

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"Four, five, six, and so on." Let's see...

The manager lean forward and read out the instructions where his frame stopped.

"'Two squares, back,'"

When he returned two squares, the manager's top stopped at the same spot as the magdas... and the manager apologetically gave the woman a crack.

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"Good job! Good job!"

Mr. Estella raised his arms and shouted.

Mr. Loretta and Mr. Neferry, the two of you who had gone up earlier, applauded.

The night is getting deeper... It's almost the end of the end of the end of the end of the end.

It was only me and Mr. Jiro who had not gone up yet.

It's a race for last place, isn't it?

I just stinked and got involved in a lot of things and stayed here.

Mr. Yashiro, on the other hand, boasted, "I'm putting everything on how to drag others' feet! That's my amazing way!" As he said, he kept dragging people's feet, and before he knew it, he was competing with me for the last place.

Then Mr. Jiro went one step further up and the dice rolled around me.

If I give a 6 here, I come from behind to win the championship.

Otherwise, I'll lose on the next turn.

It's a tense moment.

I closed my eyelids prayerfully and threw the dice.

The dice rolled... ...and '5' came out.

"Oh! That's too bad!"

"Hahaha! What a shame! You can't give up your victory so easily!"

"Well, it's not sweet, is it?"

Ah, it would have been a big come-from-behind victory with one more thing...

I suppressed the feeling of regret that was rising, and proceeded with five pieces of my own.

One, two, three, four, five.

And the sentence in the square...

"""Tell your thoughts to the person you like"""For a moment, the atmosphere in the dining room shook.

The calm and peaceful atmosphere that had been flowing up until just now has disappeared... and it has turned into a tense, tense atmosphere.

"""Tell your thoughts to the person you like"""

The orders written on the square are absolutely obeyed. That's the rule of greatness.

"Oh, Jeanette! This is a joke... you don't have to push yourself too hard... or who wrote this?"

Mr. Jiro said that to me.

I'm sure you took care of me.

But it's all right.

When I stopped at this square, I decided to say it properly.

When I saw this square, I thought, 'That's wonderful.'

I stood up and took a deep breath.

Then I look at the person who should convey my thoughts.

"... Jeanette,"

I made eye contact with Mr. Jiro.

That's right

Express your thoughts properly. to a person of one's choice

"I am..."

Someone's throat cracked.

I went on without worrying about it.

In order to convey this overflowing feeling from the inside.

"I love you all here."

I'm happy to be surrounded by such wonderful people.

"So I'll tell the people I like how I feel."

in plain language from one's overflowing thoughts

"Thank you very much for your help this year. I look forward to working with you again next year."

bow one's head deeply

This is my honest feeling.

My thoughts for the people I like.

I hope you have a great year next year????

Kalanca! Kalanca Kalanka!

The church bell rang.

Only today, especially when the date changes, the bell rings.

That's right

"Happy New Year, ladies and gentlemen."

A new year has just begun.

I'm sure there will be a lot of fun things waiting for you this year. Because there are so many wonderful people around me.

"Oh, come on. I'm no match for you."

So Mr. Yashiro lifted up his frame and my frame to finish at the same time.

"Now, a draw is enough."

"Oh, yes, yes!"

Next time Mr. Jiro rolled the dice, he would probably have won.

You've arrived with me... I like that casual kindness...

"... Hey, Jillo," I'm afraid, by any chance, that I should not stop at that square."

"Come on! I'm old and I'll have a late night snack!"

Mr. Jiro stood up, interrupting Mr. Estella's words.

Now that you mention it, you may be a little hungry.

Mr. Jiro is a really smart person.

"Do you all get older at the beginning of the year? You said that before."

It is true that in this city, every year we enter a new year, and at the same time we add our age to "17 years old this year."

But...

"I won't take it,"

It's different from now on.

Because...

"I haven't had my birthday yet,"

I'd like to keep my age on my birthday.

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