It's been three years since that battle with human facial sores.

……

After leaving the mountain village, the girl and the little girl did not know where to go, the mountain village was too remote.

However, the girl was lucky enough to climb a snow-capped mountain (Mt. Fuji) under the guidance of a hunter, and found people at the foot of the mountain.

It was a very thriving town, with a road leading to the now mud-bombed capital, so there was a constant flow of pedestrians on the road.

After a little consideration, the girl decided to live in this town, and it is estimated that there is no better place to live in the mud bombardment now.

So the girl decided to build her cottage in a bamboo grove on a hill not far from the town.

Using bamboo as a material, the girl barely built a bamboo house, although it looks crumbling, as if it is about to fall when the wind blows, but it is actually quite strong, but it is not rainproof.

The girl took a little girl and started a fairly interesting story.

…

"You guy, can't you laugh at one? The girl stared at the person in front of her in distress.

And what gave the girl such a headache was the little girl in front of her, the only two survivors in the hands of the facial sores back then.

The little girl has short, smooth dark blue hair, amber-like eyes, and pink lips. At first glance, I knew that the little girl would be very beautiful when she smiled, and her whole temperament was like the little sister next door.

But since that fright, the little girl seems to have lost some of her emotional memory and language skills, and is usually expressionless, like a doll.

Although the girl usually has a straight face to outsiders, her inner activities are simply richer than ordinary people, I don't know how many times, compared to the little girl's real speechlessness, heartlessness and expressionlessness, but it is far behind.

After three years of being with the girl, the little girl only told her her name.

Isara, the little girl's name is Isara. She should be full of vitality, but she is lifeless.

In the past three years, the girl has seen Isara have been on the urge to commit suicide more than once. After being rescued by the girl for the first time, the girl felt uneasy about Ishara living alone and would not leave Isara too far again. Even so, accidents will still happen, which makes the girl even more angry.

……

"It's good to be alive. The girl stroked Izara's hair, "As long as you live, everything will turn around." ”

"Well, here's for you. The girl took out a piece of linen from behind her back and thrust it into Isara's arms.

"......" Isara looked at Maori in her arms in a daze, a little overwhelmed.

"Put it on and see ......?" the girl's tone became a little uneasy.

"......," Isara nodded, the linen fabric in her hand was a shawl, and a hood was attached to the neck. A few simple patterns make this shawl look unique.

Ishara looked at the girl again, and the girl's eyes were full of expectation. Isara frowned and put her shawl on.

"It's a good fit. The girl smiled and stroked Isara's hair, "I always think this shawl is a special match for you, so I bought it back." ”

"......," Isara stared blankly at the girl's smile.

"What's the fuss? The girl patted Ishara on the head, "Since you accepted my bribe, can I ask you for something next?"

Ishara came back to her senses and looked at the girl suspiciously.

"Don't be looking for death. The girl said word by word, "You can rely on me." ”

"......" Isara pursed her lips, "then, can I call you, sister (super whispered)"

"Sure enough, you still don't speak......" The girl lowered her head in disappointment, but suddenly raised her head again and pressed Izara's shoulder, "Wait, wait, wait, you just spoke, didn't you?!"

The ...... replied to the girl's silence by Isara.

"Delusion?" the girl twitched the corner of her mouth and patted her head.

"My name is Isara. Isara looked at the girl's stupidity and whispered.

"I, Isara, name. ”

“……”

This time, though, Isara really didn't speak again.

……

"You guy, can't you laugh at one? The girl stared at the person in front of her in distress.

Isara seemed to be in deep thought, when she was suddenly interrupted by the girl's words, tilting her head and looking puzzled.

"Tsk, nothing, muttering to myself. The girl felt that she was going to have a stomach problem for many years.

…

"Ah, old man Zanzazao, you come to chop bamboo again. The girl looked at the familiar figure not far away, and Ishara followed the girl's gaze.

"It's Miss Ira and her sister Isa. The man in the distance stopped his axe and wiped his sweat.

The man who cut the bamboo, named Sanuki Zomaro, was more than half a hundred years old, and often came to this mountain to cut bamboo, and then made bamboo baskets and bamboo cages and sold to make a living. He has a wife at home, but he has no children under his knees, which is a pity for Sanuki Zomaro.

The girl and Isara live in this bamboo forest, and they don't look up and look down with this Sanuki Zomaro, and they know each other after coming and going.

As for Issa and Ira, it's just that the girl feels that her original Chinese name feels very strange to use in Japan. So she split Isara's name in two, she called herself Issa, and she called Ishara Ira. (Actually, I don't know how to name cough cough)

"Recently, my bamboo cage and bamboo basket don't know why, but they suddenly sold well, and I plan to hurry up and make another batch to make more silver taels. ”

Sanuki Sakumaro took a sip of the water in his skin, exhaled, and said to the two girls with a smile.

"In this case, then Isara and I will go to the town first, old man Sanzaki, be careful. ”

"Go ahead. Sanuki said hello and lifted the axe in his hand again to cut down a bamboo.

"Hmm, how can this bamboo shine?" Sanuki Zomaro suddenly found a different and most fashionable bamboo that actually glowed, "Could it be that there is some treasure in it?"

Sanuki Sakumaro swallowed and raised his axe to slash at the edge of the glow.

With years of experience in chopping bamboo, Sanuki Zomaro's bamboo cutting skills have become extremely proficient, and he can always rely on his instinct to slash at the most vulnerable points of bamboo.

"Huh?!" cut open the outer section of the bamboo, and a ray of light shot out, and when Sanuki Zomaro saw the contents of the bamboo tube, he couldn't help but scream.

……

The girl and Isara walked to the town, so they didn't go far.

"Ahh

"This is...... The voice of the old man Zawasaki?!" The girl turned her head and looked at the bamboo forest on the other side of the slope, "This scream, could it be that you have met a monster?"

Although the girl kills monsters in this mountain from time to time, the girl can't completely guarantee that there will be no danger in this mountain.

"......" Isara heard the girl say the word youkai, and her stunned eyes suddenly became sharp.

Zanzai is a good person, and he is also a friend of the girl, so there is no reason for the public and private girl not to save him.

Glancing at Isara, he expertly put Isara on his shoulder (ahem, no style), and turned his head back in the direction he came from.

"Hold on, I'm going to speed up

……

There was a three-inch-sized baby in the bamboo tube, breathing smoothly and seemingly asleep.

Sanuki Sakumaro picked her up cautiously, and whispered excitedly, "You live in the bamboo that I can see every day, so naturally you are my child!"

So he held the baby in his hand and planned to finish today's work and go home.

Before he had gone far, he saw the girl and Isara running from a distance, and when she was wondering how the girl would come back, the girl shouted first.

"Zanzaki old man, zanzaki old man, are you okay?!......"

"Shhhhh......h

"Uh, didn't you scream first, old man?" the girl wondered, "Did you encounter a monster?"

Isara also looked at Zanzaki Sakumaro with a puzzled look.

"Scream, how can I ...... nonsense" Zanzaki Zakumaro suddenly remembered that he seemed to be screaming in surprise, and coughed a few times, "That's my excited scream, not screaming, cough cough." ”

"Hmm, this is the ...... in your hand?" the girl looked at the baby in Sanuki Sakumaro's hand.

"This is my most precious treasure. Sanuki Sakumaro said proudly, "It's a child from God." ”

Sanuki Zomaro told the girl and Isara what had happened.

“…… The gods are chattering, this baby can't be a youkai, Zashiki Boy?" the girl looked at the child in Sanuki Sakumaro's hand suspiciously.

"Go, go, Zashiki boy Fukugami is okay, it's not a monster at all. "Sanuki Sakumaro looks like you're saying I'm in a hurry with you, maybe this baby is really a Zashiki boy, and he'll take it home too. (After that, Sanuki made maro and cut the bamboo, and he would cut out the gold...) And as long as Zashiki boy stays in a family's house, it will bring good luck to this family, tsk. ）

Sanuki Somaro stopped talking to the girl, left the pensive girl and Ishara in a daze, and ran down the mountain.

In the middle of the sound, the girl's left hand clenched her fist on the palm of her hand and opened her eyes, and Isara looked at the girl cooperatively.

"Isn't this the Tale of Taketori?"

“？”

PS: Different from the most fashionable ~ barbecue must be good, no.