Chapter 294: 294 Episode 206: Rabbit Ears

an aphid mickel

Mokoka's older brother, whom he once met in the field of soramame in the twenty‐ninth district.

Having a sister in the twenty-ninth district means Mikel is from the twenty-ninth district.

It seems true that the wounded beasts of each ward can be gathered in this church.

"What are you saying to me? I'll ask you."

...and certainly Mokoka's brother. He speaks in a very similar way.

Anyway, if you use this tone in honorifics, you'll end up saying, "I'm going to listen, right?

The environment is important in education, isn't it?

"Yasilo, let's find out first."

Estella is whispering.

That's right.

If Libeka's mistress is in this church, we somehow suspect this Mikel neighborhood.

I still don't know what to do after finding out the person. I don't know, but we have to find out first to start talking.

Then, as Estella told me, we should find out how to attack."

"Well, Mikel," Do you have any favorite guy?"

"Mococha!"

"No, not so," It's a woman."

"Mococha!"

"I know she's a woman because she's a younger sister. She's a love girl."

"Mococha!"

"Are you sick, too?"

I wonder if he's a serious Cisco who looks at his sister in love with her...

"Mikel is such a family-friendly older brother that he doted on his sister to the point where it was disgusting to see her from the outside."

"He's throwing up poison, that Sister,"

"Sophie has no malice, I'm sure,"

As an objective fact, it's disgusting.

Either way, it's the end of life.

"Mokoka is a kind-hearted sister who sends money every month out of her small income. She's too good for me."

Mokoka would have said that he was working part-time to control pests while raising the bean.

I'm sure you said you had a hard time making ends meet, but... did you even send money?

When Lucia hears it, she's going to say, "I'll take care of you! I'll take care of you!" right away. ...think for Mokoka's safety, and never say anything.

I mean, didn't Sophie just say, "I want to send money to my sister who left me back home, so I work every day until I reach my limit?"

"Isn't it you who sends money?"

"That's what I'm going to do!"

Work harder, bro!

... well, I don't think I can do that with this kind of unsteady feeling.

Well, I don't think I'll make much money working in the fields in the church.

"You're a good sister."

"I see! It's strange not to like Mokoka, who is so cute, cute, brotherly, kind, and hardworking!"

"No, your love goes too far,"

"Mococha, laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

"You threw up blood!"

"... I see... I see... I see... I see.

"Mr. Mikel!"

Mikel, who was so excited that he threw up blood, fell flat on the ground.

Sophie hurried to take care of me, but... I don't feel like helping her at all.

"Mr. Barbara! Sister Barbara!"

Sophie calls out to the church in a flurry.

Then a wretched old woman appeared, asking, "Yes, what's the matter.

"Oh, well, Mikel, have you been too excited about your sister again? Really... you're young."

an old Sister who spouts blood and gazes at Mikel with a benevolent expression. ...you're taking it easy, man.

"Mikel, are you okay or not?"

"Well... it's all right, then..."

"Then I don't mind," Go to your room and rest."

"I'm so nervous, I'm so nervous... I am."

"Here, boys," Take Mikel to your room."

"'Yes!'"

The kids, who were happily practicing Hidden Nambo, cheerfully reply to the old Sister's words and lift up the fallen Mikel.

"Always, I'm sorry, you know... your children..."

````` `That's all!'

With mikels on their shoulders, the kids go into the church in a loud voice. like an ant carrying the corpse of a cicada . . . . .

"Rest in peace..."

"He's not dead, Jillo,"

"... Rest in peace."

"Don't force me to sleep peacefully."

Estella dismisses my kind consideration that I wish I could rest in peace.

Then he huddles up and pricks in his ear.

"Do you think that's Libeka's lover?"

"If that's the case, Libeka's romance is deadlocked and broken, so Filman has another chance... well, I don't think so."

"I suppose... How many other candidates are there?"

It seems that there are still some people working here... will we keep going? It's troublesome, though.

The old sister who just left the church loosens his lips when he sees us talking in such secret.

"Sophie, what about those people?"

"Oh, I'm sorry, Barbara," The explanation was delayed."

Sophie, flustered, handing out a letter from Bertina.

The old Sister takes it and takes a large magnolia out of his pocket and begins to read silently."Well, well, Sister Bertina's..."

an old sister who takes off her magnifying glass and looks at us intently.

Is the introduction from Bertina so unusual? They look at me as if I were to see a rare animal.

"How is Sister Bertina?"

"Yes, they are watching us with smiles every day."

"That's right. He's like that, isn't he?"

He...

Oh, is this Babaa looking up at Bertina too?

"May I ask you something, Sister Babara?"

"It's Sister Barbara, Jillo,"

"Oops, excuse me. Sister Babaa."

"That's rude!"

No, that's why human beings account for eighty percent of visual information."

"Huff! You're funny, as the letter says. You are Mr. Obajillo."

What did you write, Bertina?

"By the way, I can't show this letter to you, as you've been asked not to show it to the two of us.

Babaa smiles. Well, you've taken the initiative.

"And what do you want to hear?"

"Well, by any chance, is Sister Barbara younger than Bertina?"

"Yes, yes," Thank you very much for taking care of me when I was little."

Really!? That's amazing, Bertina.

Aren't you immortal?

"He was very strict, but he was kinder than that..."

"It's the same now,"

"Uh-huh. I guess so."

Barbara and Estella smile at each other.

But, Estella.

Putting all the stories I've been hearing together, it seems that Bertina's appetite was only achieved when Jeanette grew a little bigger.

...it's changed, Bertina.

If you show the old woman a big eater, she'll lose her nerve, I'm sure.

"I used to live in the Forty-Second Ward."

"Is that so?"

"Yes. Poor but pleasant days."

Surprisingly, Estella leans forward with interest after talking about the 42 wards.

Maybe you know Zelmar's old man or old Mumma.

"I don't know a better sister to call a saint than Sister Bertina,"

It's a rave compliment.

Bertina seems to be viewed favorably by other Sisters. at an acceptable level of respect

"Such a great man has been staying in the Forty-two wards, hasn't he?" I must thank you."

Bertina stands by for granted.

Estella is smiling happily, apparently reaffirming her gratitude. about 40 percent more than usual

But now Sophie spoke after hearing Estella's words.

"That's not true, Mr. Claremona,"

"He?"

With somewhat more serious eyes, Sophie begins to speak quietly and in a tone that tells us.

"Mr. Bertina is not confined to the Forty-second leg out of favor. He should be there."

Estella gasps at the sudden total denial.

You'll be looking at me all the time, but I don't think I'll understand. wait silently for the continuation of a conversation

"Mr. Bertina is the only Sister chosen as the Spirit."

"By the Spirit God... have you?"

Estella's expression adds to her embarrassment.

an elf, beautiful, ageing, unabated, steel-stombed Bertina.

Surely he is a special person.

In the first place, I've never seen an elf other than Bertina.

But it should be racial.

in the same way that a race of beasts has more power than human intelligence

What on earth do you mean by being chosen as the spirit god?

"Only he can hear the revelation of the Spirit,"

"... ah,"

I was reminded of a story I had heard from Jeanette a long time ago.

Bertina would occasionally dreamt out and head to the wetlands.

And at times like that, there will always be more new families.

Does that mean that when a child is abandoned in the wetlands, some kind of message is sent out from the Spirit God, and only Bertina can receive it?

I wonder what...

When I heard Jeanette's story, I was interpreting her as the special ability given to Bertina to save the life of an abandoned child... now I feel that somehow -- the Spirit God has removed the hetero-molecular elements that have been mixed up to protect the wetlands.

Different narrators have different impressions of the same story.

"Mr. Bertina's presence prevents frogs from overflowing into the city. In other words, he is protecting the city... alone."

Oops!

It seems that the narrator was speaking with a different interpretation from mine.

Frogs have been abandoned by spirits.

Therefore, it is isolated and confined to the world of humans who are protected by spirits.

that it was Bertina, the only sister who could hear the Spirit's revelation.

... well...

It doesn't make sense to me.

Given Bertina's personality, I don't think so.

What suits Bertina is 'protection' rather than 'monitoring'.

"The Sister has the role of reaching out to those who can only save him in the right place. as if I were here."

Putting a hand to her chest, Sophie says with a kind of pride.

They show such a strong will that they are here to save the wounded race of beasts.

Like Bertina, he said--"

"Well,"

Smiling and leisurely, old Sister Barbara says.

Look at Sophie, not blame, not remonstrate, but tell her one fact."What you think and where you stay is up to you personally. There's no denying it. But you can't see through the will of others."

so

What Bertina thinks and stays in that place... that's something only Bertina herself knows.

But -- I can imagine it.

"Sister Bertina doesn't seem bound by a sense of mission to me."

Barbara sneezes and laughs.

The creases that have been carved have deepened, and the words are persuasive force.

If you were told this way, you wouldn't be able to argue.

Sophie's ears drop faintly at Barbara's words.

"Sister Sophie,"

Estella quietly talks to Sophie.

"Mr. Bertina is certainly a wonderful sister. But more than that, she is a wonderful woman, a wonderful mother, a wonderful -- a friend of ours."

"...friend,"

"Mr. Bertina spoke of you with a very happy face."

"Mr. Bertina!"

"Yes, that's it,"

"Is that so?"

Sophie's expression is breaking.

He has a really happy smile. bite one's happiness That's the expression on his face.

"So think of Sister Sophie not only as a 'sister' but also as a 'precious friend'."

"My friend... Mr. Bertina?"

"That's right. Then you'll see a different side of Bertina. She's not a one-sided person, but a more attractive and interesting person."

Sophie's mouth opens wide.

He looks as if he could see the scales trickling out of his eyes.

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"Well, Sophie,"

Barbara pats Sophie on the back.

He then speaks in a soft voice as if he were a young child.

"Look not only at a sense of mission, but also at something more important. Then you may see a world as colorful as Sister Bertina sees it."

"Mr. Bertina is looking at... a colorful world..."

This must be the case.

This is how it ought to be like this. If you're working as a sister with such a sense of mission, the world will look quite monotonous.

Bertina enjoys herself above all else in raising the church kids. I believe that by doing so, the kids who see them will be able to enjoy life from the bottom of their hearts.

That's apparently where Bertina's gluttony began.

Sophie at first refused to talk without question or answer before confirming my business or background.

in order to keep humans from seeing the wounded brute children.

I believe from the bottom of my heart that doing so will protect these kids.

It may still be a little difficult for Sophie, who values rules and rules...

There's a way like Bertina.

If you deal with them with such a flexible way of thinking, their potential will expand.

See? I've actually fallen for it to a point where I'm depressed.

"So you don't have to be particular about your sister or your family..."

"Oh! I think someone's here! I'll go check it out!"

With a loud voice interrupting Barbara's words, Sophie ran toward the gate.

Don't look aside, don't look at my reaction.

as if to run away

"...I wish she could have a little more leeway like Sister Bertina."

Barbara muttered a little lonelyly, without a sigh.

Sophie seems to be avoiding Libeka.

As I felt in front of the gate, they seem to try not to see each other.

"You mean Libeka, don't you?" of a koji craftsman."

"Yes, that's right."

"Why is Sophie avoiding seeing Libeka even though she's a sister?"

There must be some reason.

But should we ask that?

And I wonder if this sister will tell us.

Estella gazes at Barbara with a serious look.

Barbara closed her mouth for a moment with a smile on her face -- nothing to say.

Curiosity doesn't seem to tell you. You have to present something worth talking about.

"That ear is the cause,"

When I said it, my narrowed eyes opened faintly.

It was just a guess, but apparently it's a hit.

All the beasts here are deeply wounded.

Sophie was trying to protect them. with extraordinary spirit

If you don't really think you can trust it, you won't show it. a thorough attitude

I thought it might be a reversal of my feelings about my injury.

"I don't want to see these ears????????"

It's a strong feeling for someone.

I thought it was against a particular person because he appeared before us after seeing Bertina's letter.

If no one wanted to see him, he could throw a ball at Barbara.

Barbara was able to take care of everything and hide herself. But he didn't.

In that respect, Sophie doesn't want anyone to see her broken ear.

So who is that particular person... ...not to mention Libeka.

Or his own family, relatives, family, including Libekah...

"You can't call yourself Whitehead with a broken ear -- are you thinking about that?"

"You're surprised... you're right."

Barbara's silent mouth opens.

The sound of the voice seemed a little joyful.

"Whitehead's family have a particularly good ear among the Rabbits. And Whitehead's family grows koji with 'ear.'"

Both Libeka and Versa used to refer to the production of koji as 'growing.'

Whitehead's 'ear' is said to be essential for that.Superhearing is outstanding among the rabbits...?

"She had an ear injury in an accident when she was a little girl, and her hearing got very bad... that's what she said."

"Do you mean that a person who has lost his hearing cannot become a koji craftsman... so he left home?"

"Well, I don't know...The truth is that only he himself can tell."

Sophie couldn't become a successor because she was cut off from becoming a koji craftsman.

So I left home... I have to be interested in a house that I can't take over... No, I'm not.

Those lonely eyes when talking about Libeka show the exact opposite.

Libeka's mind bothers me, so I dare not see her -- that's probably the case.

"Is Libeka the cause of that injury?"

"It's not direct, but..."

Barbara looks down.

It completely blocks the surrounding scenery and removes us from view.

Or make an appeal that you are talking to yourself.

"Ribeka Whitehead was the kind of girl who was called a genius in a hundred years. Soon after he was born, he distinguished the sound of koji and called it "voice." "She was the only one who could distinguish the ""voice"" of malted rice that even the previous generation and the previous generation could not hear." His talent came from an age when he could hardly speak."

I wonder how Sophie felt when such a genius was born.

a genius beyond one's predecessors and generations

As far as Libeka goes, Sophie probably doesn't have any older brothers or sisters.

And given Sophie's age, Sophie must have been expected to succeed Libeka in the years leading up to her birth.

Sophie must have been desperate to be overtaken by her sister, who was born with the talent to succeed her.

I was desperate... and overworked.

"Sophie caused an accident by repeatedly making unreasonable efforts to hear the 'voice' of koji."

"That's what I hear," I fell into a barrel of koji and broke my ears... and destroyed the large amount of koji I was growing."

I've ruined the goods I need to raise.

I injured the craftsman's necessary ear was injured.

Who really hurt Sophie more deeply?

"It wasn't long before Sophie went to church and began to aim for a career as a sister."She was nine years old."

A few years later, Libeka succeeded to the position of koji craftsman.

"Ribeka... You must have felt lonely."

"Well, I heard you were sobbing when you found out Sophie was leaving at a young age."

"How old is Sophie this year?"

"Fifteen years old,"

So when Sophie left home, Libeka was three years old.

Maybe I wanted my sister to praise me for my talent, which is praised by adults. I'm not old enough to understand that it's going to drive my sister down.

It would have been a bolt from the blue for Libekas at that time.

"I heard Sophie said to her crying sister. `I'll see you again when you grow up -- '

To adults...

"Well, Jillo," Maybe Libeka, that's why..."

"Oh, I suppose you're referring to yourself as an 'adult.' I wanted to see my sister as soon as possible. But... Sophie will never see her sister."

With her eyes on her, Barbara slowly agrees.

"Yes, yes," She's afraid to see her sister... for she thinks she's escaped."

Libeka has made her mark and is now known as the greatest ever.

On the other hand, I was wounded in an irreparable way... and fled to the church. What do you think?

"Then Libeka's mistress..."

"It's Sophie, no doubt,"

"You weren't a man, were you?"

"I think so,"

I felt relieved on that point. though…

d*mn, I don't think we can do anything about this problem... ...to get Libekas to make better koji products! Because mental stability will affect the quality of koji. If you don't make the best soy sauce, it could affect the sales of Yangdaljeong. Yup.

- and in the distance, there was a clanging sound of metal.

"What? ... Jillo, now?"

"Oh, perhaps the door-knocker at the gate."

Earlier Sophie ran to the gate, saying, "Somebody's here."

I thought it was simply a way to smoke Barbara's story, but... ...when I think about it, would anyone who was born and raised in this city where the "Judges of the Spirit" existed, even if they knew each other well?

Among them was the devout Albistan Sister.

That means...

"Somebody really came,"

"And I knew that long before I got to the gate... I suppose I heard 'em, I heard footsteps coming to the church."

watch Barbara's face with Estella

Barbara did not deny or affirm, but simply smiled.

"It's quite a long way from here to the gate, isn't it?"

"Furthermore, given the time from Sophie's departure to the door-knocker... it was long before Sophie got to church."

Even if you take into consideration the time you are overwhelmed by this church's imposing iron gate doors, or the time to talk and dress yourself up before you ring the door knocker, you'll hear footsteps quite a long way off.

"From the turn of the main street to this church. There's no one to walk down that road except here. That's why I know."

No, you don't know, normal.

Sure enough, I took a single road to get to this church from the main street.

a single road sandwiched between walls on either side of the road

I walked about 30 meters along a moderately wide road.

--you can hear the footsteps, and you're not as good as hearing them.

"And is Sophie saying, 'My ears are getting worse?'"

"Well, it seems that Whitehead's family can hear the conversation in the koji factory without listening."

"At that vast koji factory?!?"

Although the territory is limited to 24 wards, the area of the fields is reduced as much as possible to give a large amount of land to the rice malt factory. There's a little theme park, that lot area.

"However, I heard that when you enter the room, you can no longer hear the sound around you."

It seems that the inside of the room is completely soundproof to hear the voice of koji.

I can't hear the sound around me when I'm in the room. No matter how noisy we were around the factory -- for example, the noisy conversations we had when we first met Filman -- we couldn't hear Libeka when she was in the room.When Libeka is out of the room?

"Ribeka, of all Whiteheads, has the most outstanding hearing????????"

"--you might even hear the sound outside the koji mill."

"Oh, that's... even if it's a little murmur that I'm afraid I'll miss."

meet Estella

His eyes are filled with strength, and he shows a bright expression peculiar to those who are sure to win.

I guess I look like that, too.

We had two misunderstandings.

One was the misunderstanding that Libeka's mistress in the church was a man.

and the other -- the murmur Libeka had said "tickle in my ear" -- was mistaken for "whispering in my ear."

You can't hear a whisper unless you hear it.

But Libeka isn't.

Estella and I nod with absolute conviction.

"Ribeka's lover is Filman."

There's no one but Filman, who's upset about his first love, mutters "cute" and "likes" in a low voice that nobody can hear of Libekah.

Ordinary men should talk to you quickly, or keep it to themselves without speaking.

I want to be known, but I don't want to be known.

No one but Filman can be so annoying!

"Come to think of it -- you didn't say a word when you met Mr. Libekah

"Oh, I was so nervous that I wrote to him."

"Furthermore, Libekah, who is at work, stays in her room???????"

"Before my second visit, I had not heard the conversation between us and Firman, who had been at that corner."

d*mn it!

The timing was so exquisite that Libeka couldn't hear Filman's voice.

If I had heard Firman's voice, I'm sure Libeka's expression would have changed, too... oh, d*mn it's frustrating!

"Anyway. I think Filman's going to do something about it."

"Yes, but..."

Estella didn't clench her fist, though she could see victory.

Instead, he turned his melancholy gaze toward the gate.

"...I'd like to save you, both of them said.

Hmm. That's not what we do, I'd like to cut it off. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

"I have a feeling that Libeka's happiness is directly related to Firman'

You black lord!

Hey! It can't be helped if it's a lord's order.

"Oh, man. I don't think this would have been such a trouble if I were to be honest.

To sum up this story, all of these are just misunderstandings and cross‐purposes.

Donnis's troubles, Filman's lovesickness, Libeka's loneliness, Sophie's stubbornness.

"I want to hear it."--I can't hear it.

"I want to say"--I can't say.

"I want to know."—"I want you to know."—But I'm scared.

Drinking and making fun of each other will soon resolve this trifling misunderstanding.

Sake... Sake.........

"All right! Let's have a big party!"

"Do you want me to have a heart-to-heart talk at a drinking table, but I hear that Mr. Donnerty is a down-door man, and that Mr. Libeka and Mr. Filman are still children -- even more powerful than the other children."Isn't it impossible to drink?"

Haha, don't spit out poison, Estella.

Well, I don't deny it.

"It's all right. Drinking is not the only party."

Theory is to gradually break down these complicated issues from a corner that is easy to break down.

"Prepare a large quantity of delicious food, and you'll be able to pull it."

"Oh! It's so effective on Sophie!"

"Yes, -- Bertina!"

All right, then, let's get the 42 wards involved--let's make a big haul out of the 24 wards!

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