Chapter 1055: Chapter 99: There Is No Path to Immortality in This World (61)—Shamelessness
During his escape, Tai Yinzi suddenly thought of a problem: should he not have unleashed a flurry of punches, an Oula Oula Oula, on Wang Hu just for the thrill of it?
This was the legendary type who never shows off unless they’re down to low health. Once the anger builds up enough, it’s time to power up!
Grandpa Taoist clearly just did an Oula Oula Oula punch, didn’t even use eye poking, groin kicks, Heart-Stealing Black Tiger, or pluck peaches—is it necessary…
“Brother Wang Hu, can’t we talk this over peacefully? Don’t you know I’m doing this for your own good!”
“Pah! Old ghost! No real skills, but you’re top-notch at running away!! Today, I’m going to see how long you can dodge!”
The domineering voice of Wang Hu came from behind.
Of course, I can dodge. Otherwise, do you think my nickname ‘Taoneng Pao’ from my time ruling the martial world was just for show?
But what surprised Tai Yinzi was that although Wang Hu’s power had increased significantly, his speed seemed to have decreased.
Does this mean Wang Hu sacrificed speed for power to escape from Gaia’s gray crystal, and hasn’t adapted to the mode switch yet, which is why he can’t catch up with me?
If that’s the case, there’s no need to call upon Gaia—Tai Yinzi hasn’t decided whether to make a bold move using Gaia or obediently act as the head of the Main God Project of the club.
“Brother Wang Hu, there’s a saying about valuing peace, why don’t we turn weapons into jade and silk, bee sworn brothers, with your capability and my wisdom, we could reap all the benefits here, wouldn’t that be wonderful?”
“Scram! Tyrant Fist!!”
“Damn… Brother Wang Hu, can’t you appreciate my good intentions? Do you think I hit you out of vengeance, taking advantage of your situation? You’re entirely mistaken! Don’t you know the truth that only when anger is full can one explode with potential? I voluntarily became the bad guy to spark your potential! Look, you’re out of trouble now! Brother Wang Hu, could you put away your fists? You’re being ungrateful! You should know I’m really heartbroken right now!!”
“Damn it! I’ve never met anyone as shameless as you, I’m really unlucky today!” Wang Hu suddenly stopped.
In response, Tai Yinzi also stopped suspiciously.
Only to see Wang Hu standing still, slowly exhaling, and at the same time, his body seemed to be gradually slimming down.
Under Tai Yinzi’s uncertain and astonished gaze, Wang Hu’s muscles filled with power were shrinking bit by bit. In no time, Wang Hu had bee two sizes smaller—at this moment, he was even more slender than when he first appeared.
What’s he doing?
In the moment Tai Yinzi was bewildered, Wang Hu suddenly moved—Tai Yinzi only saw a blur and immediately felt a near-death sensation ing from his abdomen!
Tyrant Fist!!
He suddenly switched to speed mode?!!
Are you Ultraman Tiga!!
Enduring the furious fist of Wang Hu, Tai Yinzi’s body flew backwards, crashing through more than a dozen stone pillars before barely stopping.
But now Tai Yinzi wasn’t feeling well—some black substance was being spat out from his mouth.
Once spat out, the black substance dissipated immediately into the air, and at the same time, Tai Yinzi felt an unprecedented weakness—it was as if his body had been pletely drained.
“Old ghost, no last words before you die!”
Wang Hu suddenly appeared in front of Tai Yinzi, grabbing his afro and lifting him up.
Wang Hu’s fingers suddenly exerted force, and Tai Yinzi felt like his head was going to be crushed, the pain causing him to howl helplessly… Damn it, they really don’t let you say your last words, this isn’t according to the script!!
“Who?”
At this moment, Wang Hu suddenly flung Tai Yinzi aside and looked upward, slashing toward a tall stalagmite.
It was a white figure.
“Another woman?”
Wang Hu immediately became vigilant—he hadn’t even noticed when this figure had approached.
At this moment, Tai Yinzi lay on the ground, struggling to lift his head, and also followed Wang Hu’s gaze… Upon seeing it, Tai Yinzi was shocked!
“Wretch, it’s actually…” But Tai Yinzi quickly changed his words, “No, Junior Sister, you’re here!! Help your brother!!”
Hearing Tai Yinzi’s shrill voice, the white figure on the stalagmite slightly frowned.
She snorted lightly, waved her sleeve, and turned to leave.
Damn…
Tai Yinzi blinked, hastily speaking, “Junior Sister! Are you really going to ignore the bonds of our sect? Have you forgotten, when you ascended the mountain, who built the house for you, who gave you Taoist robes, and who told you bedtime stories?”
Pop—!
Beside Tai Yinzi, a green Sword Qi suddenly shot out, creating a deep hole in the ground in front of his face.
Tai Yinzi swallowed, bracing himself, “Junior Sister! Back then, when you turned human, just a baby girl, Master took you in. But Master was too busy cultivating, leaving me, your brother, to take care of you! As a Taoist, what do I know about taking care of people? When you were hungry, I had to find female goats to feed you milk…”
Pop—pop—pop—!
Three consecutive green Sword Qi came down, each closer than the last, the third one landing less than two inches in front of Tai Yinzi, embedding in the dirt!
By this point, Tai Yinzi was already resigned, gritting his teeth as he got up, screeching, “When you first learned to eat, I made spirit rice porridge for you every day!”
“Enough!”
The white figure on the stalagmite suddenly leaped down, her fingers forming a sword mark, and a green sword beam shot from her fingers, as tangible as a real sword!
The white-clad woman, like an Immortal from the heavens, descended with the green sword beam, aiming directly at Tai Yinzi’s throat!
“I even washed your diapers!!!!!!!”
The green sword beam suddenly halted at Tai Yinzi’s throat. Tai Yinzi swallowed with tension, watching as the white-clad woman’s arm suddenly swung outwards. The green sword beam then shot out, slicing through a patch of nearby stalagmites, which tumbled down with a rumbling crash.
This wretch’s Sword Qi is scarier than Wang Hu’s fists!
Tai Yinzi felt his scalp tingle, but quickly put on a smile, “Junior Sister’s Green Lotus Sword Tome has improved again! You’re almost catching up with Master; you truly are worthy of being Master’s Closed-door Disciple, and your brother is… deeply forted!”
“Shameless.” the white-clad woman coldly snorted.
Being stared at like that, Tai Yinzi immediately shrank back his neck… but since this wret… Junior Sister didn’t decide to kill him, it seemed he was temporarily safe.
“I’m taking this person, no matter what grievances you have with him.” the white-clad woman now turned, looking calmly at Wang Hu.
“Hmph.” Wang Hu sneered, cracking his knuckles. “Unfortunately, this old ghost is someone I must kill today!”
The white-clad woman coldly retorted, “He may be shameless, and also our sect’s abandoned disciple… but even so, it’s up to our sect to deal with him, not for outsiders to interfere!”
“Hahaha!! To dare speak to me like this, you’re the first in a hundred years!” Wang Hu’s body suddenly brimmed with malice, as those intricate tiger stripes began to reappear on his skin.
The woman in white furrowed her brows, waved her finger, and again a green sword light shot out.
“Be careful, little junior sister! This beast from the White Tiger Clan can transform into a Divine Beast!” Tai Yinzi promptly reminded.
However, the woman in white soon cast him a cold glance. Tai Yinzi awkwardly chuckled, “Uh… I’m just cheering for you… Go, little junior sister! You’re the best!”
“Shut your dog mouth!”
The woman in white snorted coldly and waved her finger again. This time, the green sword light didn’t shoot straight but transformed into a light band, instantly wrapping Tai Yinzi tightly—even sealing his mouth.
Tai Yinzi fell to the ground.
Emmmm… This kind of binding situation seems oddly familiar?
At this moment, Wang Hu seemed to have pleted his Divine Beast Transformation, and his body returned to the stature Tai Yinzi originally mentioned seeing.
Wang Hu twisted his neck, producing a series of crisp sounds, “The Divine Beast Transformation takes time; I hadn’t pleted it before. Some damned thing interrupted midway. I still have a score to settle with her! Too bad for you, I’ll use you as a warm-up!”
“It’s only a mediocre Tiger King Pattern,” the woman in white said indifferently at this time. “True White Tiger Divine Beast Transformations aren’t so cheap. At best, you’re only mimicking.”
“Heh… So you understand?” Wang Hu sneered, “Let’s see if you have the capability to push me to the third stage… I don’t want to use that power at all!”
As he spoke, Wang Hu swung both of his arms, and instantly they were covered by a layer of white light—when the light dispersed, his arms were clad in thick hand armor.
“White Tiger Beast King Armor, huh…” The woman in white furrowed her eyebrows, “That’s a secret treasure inherited by the White Tiger Clan. Are you directly related to the White Tiger Clan?”
“Seems you truly understand, huh?” Wang Hu chuckled casually, glancing at the sword light from the woman’s finger, squinting his eyes, “I wonder how sturdy your toothpick-like Sword Qi is!”
The woman in white didn’t waste any words; the sword light on her finger danced out from her sleeve, instantly manifesting countless wisps of energy waves that sprayed out in front of her.
Wang Hu raised his hand armor at this moment. The sides of the armor suddenly opened, transforming into a light shield that effortlessly blocked the ining energy waves.
The battle between the woman in white and Wang Hu thus began.
Beneath the sky above, the terrain transformed pletely into their duel platform—pillar after massive stone column fell, quick flashes of figures darting through the stone forest.
They were fighting evenly!
The sound made Tai Yinzi’s scalp tingle.
He thought to himself, this vile woman was interrupted in cultivation and came back to her senses. It’s been a while, her mana has probably fully restored, returning to peak form… This vile woman now can’t even pare to when I last ran into her at the club!
Landing in Wang Hu’s hands would mean death, but at the hands of this vile woman, what if I get sealed for five hundred years again?
Faced with such a dire situation, Tai Yinzi now exerted all his effort, raising his hips, using his knees and chin as tools to move, crawling swiftly like a caterpillar away from these extremely dangerous individuals!
But just as Tai Yinzi was crawling energetically, a sword light suddenly dropped from the sky ahead, cleaving a chasm directly in his path.
Dust covered Tai Yinzi’s face as he was shocked—he quickly turned his head, crawling hastily in another direction—unexpectedly, a fist force brushed past him, forcing Tai Yinzi to change direction again.
Sword Qi… turn.
Fist force… turn.
Sword Qi… turn.
Fist force… turn…
Enough already!
With dust plastered across his face, Tai Yinzi simply stopped crawling, and after twisting his body several times, sat up… Go on, keep fighting.
No will to live.
Tai Yinzi sighed—his mouth was relieved from the tape-like green light band, but other spots were still tightly bound.
He continued watching the duel between the woman in white and Wang Hu—his eyesight couldn’t discern the intricacies, he could only marvel at how extremely powerful they were in his mind.
Gradually, Tai Yinzi became numb and yawned.
Yet at this moment, directly in front of him, a small figure gently descended… It was Gaia!!!
“Finally a response…”
Tai Yinzi suddenly perked up—since earlier, when Wang Hu had switched to speed mode and nearly took his life, Tai Yinzi had been frantically calling Gaia.
But Tai Yinzi never expected Gaia would drag his arrival for so long… This guy seemed utterly daft!
[Prototype Omnipotent Treasury Manager Gaia at your service, cherished sub-permission holder]
“Could you drop the sub-permission part…”
Gaia didn’t speak, only quietly observing Tai Yinzi.
“Never mind… Help me get freed!” Tai Yinzi manded skillfully.
Gaia reached out a palm and touched Tai Yinzi, instantly dissipating the green light bands binding him. Tai Yinzi swung his arms, laughing deviously.
At that moment, both a green sword light and a glowing wave from a punch simultaneously shot towards Tai Yinzi.
“Gaia! Protect me!!”
[Acknowledged]
The colorful light shield easily blocked the sword light and the punch wave.
Meanwhile, Wang Hu and the woman in white stopped fighting at once. The woman in white stood atop a stone column, while Wang Hu landed on the ground.
The woman in white shot a glance at Tai Yinzi and Gaia beside him, slightly furrowing her brows.
Wang Hu, on the other hand, sneered incessantly, “Finally came back… Been waiting for you long enough!”
Hahaha!!
Tai Yinzi now stepped forward while laughing wildly, confidently saying, “Wang Hu! Seems you’ve forgotten the fear my Tyrant Scissors instilled in you! And you! Vile woman! Stabbing me with Sword Qi! If I don’t teach you a lesson, you won’t recognize the authority of a senior brother! Gaia, grab these two!”
Gaia began floating gently.
Behind her, massive thunderballs formed one after another, densely arranged…
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PS: (2/30)
㽣䤂䁍䣈䛍㸖
虜
䤂䁍䣈䒚䋃
㶲䤂䩑㝢䤂䛍
㸖㾼
擄
盧
䣈㸖
虜
㶲㥚䛍
盧
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䒚㾼
盧
䒚䣈
㶲㥚㛟㾼㸖㝢㔢䣈
㾼㸖
䩑㶲㥚㶲㕮
㕮㯠㶲㝢
虜
老
䩑㶲㝢㾼㔢㶲㶲㛟
䢌㸖䒚㝢䮤䣈䣈㥚
㾼㶲㝢㥚䩑䝥䣈䁍
爐
㕮㥚㾼㸖
㭙㶲
㾼㶲㝢㴯㥚䋃䩑”
㶲㶲䣈䀞
蘆
䩑㽣䒚
㤺䀞䒚㯠㶲 㥚㕮㶲 㛟䤂䒚䮤㔢㾼䋃 㥚㠪䒚 㽣㸖䁍䮤䩑㶲㾼 㠪㶲䩑㶲 㾼㠪㸖㽣㥚䤂䛍 㽣䤂䛍㸖䣈䁍 㥚䒚㠪㝢䩑㔢 㥚㕮㶲 䢌䒚䮤䣈㥚㝢㸖䣈 䮗㶲㝢䱣 㶲䢌㶲䩑䁍㸖䣈䁍 㽣䩑䒚䢌 㥚㕮㶲 䢌㸖㾼㥚䝥
䎶㕮㶲 㕮㸖䁍㕮䟊㾼䮗㶲㶲㔢 䢌䒚㯠㶲䢌㶲䣈㥚 㕮㝢㔢 㾼䮗䤂㸖㥚 㝢 䤂䒚䣈䁍 䁍㝢䮗 㸖䣈 㥚㕮㶲 㛟䤂䒚䮤㔢㾼䝥
䮤䩑㾼㸖㽣䁍㶲
㝢
㶲䮤䣈㔢䤂䋃䊊䛍㔢
㠪䒚㥚
䢌㛟㝢㶲
䒚㥚
䤂䝥㥚㕮㝢
㶲㥚㕮
䑮䮗䒚䣈 㛟䤂䒚㾼㶲䩑 㸖䣈㾼䮗㶲㛟㥚㸖䒚䣈䋃 䛍䒚䮤 㠪䒚䮤䤂㔢 㽣㸖䣈㔢 㥚㕮㝢㥚 䒚䣈䤂䛍 䒚䣈㶲 䒚㽣 㥚㕮㶲䢌 㠪㝢㾼 㽣䤂䛍㸖䣈䁍䋃 㠪㕮㸖䤂㶲 㥚㕮㶲 䒚㥚㕮㶲䩑 㠪㝢㾼 䀞㶲㸖䣈䁍 㕮㶲䤂㔢 䀞䛍 㥚㕮㶲 㛟䒚䤂䤂㝢䩑 㝢䣈㔢 㛟㝢䩑䩑㸖㶲㔢 㝢䤂䒚䣈䁍䝥
䊊䮤 䵵㸖㿅䮤䣈 㝢䣈㔢 㱷㶲㾼㾼㸖㛟㝢䝥
㽣䒚
䒚㾼䤂䒚㥚㛟䮤䛍䣈䣈㸖䮤
䀞䛍
䒚䩑㽣
㶲㸖䣈䀞䁍
㽣䤂䛍䣈䁍㸖
䩑䒚䮗㠪㶲
䀞䛍
䛍䤂㥚䤂䣈䮤㝢㶲䮤䢌㾼㸖䒚㾼
㶲㶲㶲㔢㾼㝢䤂䩑
㠪㥚㕮㸖
㶲㕮㥚
㥚㝢
䩑㴯䒚䣈㥚䋃㶲㾼
㝢䒚㣜䁍䩑䣈
䩑㝢䒚㥚䣈䩑㔢㥚㾼㶲䮗
㣜㝢䒚䩑䁍䣈
㕮㶲䩑㶲
㾼䤂㝢䒚㥚䢌
㶲䀞㶲䣈
㶲㝢㝢䣈䮗㝢䩑䮗㶲㛟
㕮㶲㥚
㕮㸖䝥㠪䤂㶲
㝢
㶲䣈㾼㛟㶲
㱷㶲㝢㔢
䌜㸖䩑䤂䤂’㾼㝢
䒚㣜㝢
㤺㯠㸖䩑㸖䁍䣈䩑
㕮㔢㝢
㝢㔢㶲㱷
㥚㕮㶲
㕮㥚㶲
㕮㥚㶲䛍
㥚㶲㕮
㔢㝢䣈
䤂䩑䋃䤂䌜㸖㝢
䎶㕮㶲 㥚䒚㠪㶲䩑㸖䣈䁍 䢌䒚䮤䣈㥚㝢㸖䣈 䮗㶲㝢䱣 㕮㝢㔢 㸖䣈㾼㥚㝢䣈㥚䤂䛍 䀞㶲㛟䒚䢌㶲 䊊䮤 䵵㸖㿅䮤䣈’㾼 㥚㝢䩑䁍㶲㥚—㾼㕮㶲 㾼䮗㶲㛟䮤䤂㝢㥚㶲㔢 㥚㕮㝢㥚 䣈䒚㥚 䒚䣈䤂䛍 㾼㕮㶲 䀞䮤㥚 㶲㯠㶲䩑䛍䒚䣈㶲 䮗䩑㶲㾼㶲䣈㥚 㝢㥚 㥚㕮㝢㥚 㥚㸖䢌㶲 㠪㝢㾼 䤂㸖䱣㶲䤂䛍 㥚䩑㝢䣈㾼䮗䒚䩑㥚㶲㔢 㥚䒚 㥚㕮㸖㾼 䮗䤂㝢㛟㶲䝥
䊊䒚 㸖䣈㾼㥚㶲㝢㔢 䒚㽣 㠪㝢㾼㥚㸖䣈䁍 㥚㸖䢌㶲 㾼㶲㝢䩑㛟㕮㸖䣈䁍 㽣䒚䩑 䮗㶲䒚䮗䤂㶲䋃 㸖㥚 㠪㝢㾼 䀞㶲㥚㥚㶲䩑 㥚䒚 㕮㶲㝢㔢 㥚䒚㠪㝢䩑㔢 㥚㕮㸖㾼 䒚䀞㯠㸖䒚䮤㾼 㥚㝢䩑䁍㶲㥚㯏 䮗㶲䩑㕮㝢䮗㾼 㥚㕮㶲䛍 䢌㸖䁍㕮㥚 㶲䣈㛟䒚䮤䣈㥚㶲䩑 㾼䒚䢌㶲䒚䣈㶲䝥
㥚㕮㠪㝢
‘㥚㔢䣈㸖㔢
㥚㕮㝢㥚
㶲䒚㠪㱠㯠䋃㶲䩑
㶲䢌㶲㔢㶲㾼
䊊䮤
㤰㶲㛟㶲䮗㥚
䀞㸖㾼㸖䤂䢌㶲㾼䮗䒚
㕮㥚㶲
㠪㾼㝢
䱣䮗㶲㝢
㥚䒚
䤂㽣䛍
䒚㥚㝢䢌䣈䮤䣈㸖
䵵㸖㿅䮤䣈
㯠䩑䝥㶲䒚
“䎶㾼䱣䋃 㔢䒚 㠪㶲 㕮㝢㯠㶲 㥚䒚 㠪㝢䤂䱣 䒚䣈 㥚㕮㶲 䁍䩑䒚䮤䣈㔢䝥䝥䝥 㭙㕮㝢㥚 㝢 㠪㝢㾼㥚㶲 䒚㽣 㥚㸖䢌㶲 䀞䛍 㔢㶲㾼㸖䁍䣈䝥” 䊊䮤 䵵㸖㿅䮤䣈 㠪㝢㾼 䭎䮤㸖㥚㶲 㝢䣈䣈䒚䛍㶲㔢 㝢㥚 㥚㕮㶲 䢌䒚䢌㶲䣈㥚—㾼㕮㶲 䮗䩑㶲㽣㶲䩑䩑㶲㔢 㾼㸖䢌䮗䤂㶲䋃 㾼㥚䩑㝢㸖䁍㕮㥚㽣䒚䩑㠪㝢䩑㔢䋃 㝢䣈㔢 䢌㝢㾼㾼㸖㯠㶲 㥚㕮㸖䣈䁍㾼䝥
“㴯㝢㾼㥚㶲䩑䋃 㥚㕮㶲䩑㶲 㾼㶲㶲䢌㾼 㥚䒚 䀞㶲 㾼䒚䢌㶲㥚㕮㸖䣈䁍 䒚㯠㶲䩑 㥚㕮㶲䩑㶲䝥”
㒽䁍䋃㶲㝢
㥚㕮㶲
䤂㽣㶲㠪
䒚䱣䒚㥚
䩑䝥䒚㽣䣈㥚
㥚㶲㽣䤂
㝢䣈㔢
䒚㯠䩑㶲
䋃䊊㔢㶲䮤䛍㔢䣈䤂
䮤䊊
䒚㥚
㠪䒚䩑㽣䣈䋃㔢㶲
䣈䮤䵵㸖㿅
㽣䒚䤂䤂䒚㠪㶲㔢
㔢㸖䛍㶲㸖㥚䢌㝢䤂㶲䢌䝥
㔢䒚䮗㸖䣈㥚㶲
㛟㱷㸖㾼㾼㶲㝢
㝢㱷㶲㸖㾼㛟㾼
㥚㕮䣈㶲
㕮䩑㶲
䎶㕮㶲 㝢㸖䩑㽣䤂䒚㠪 㔢㸖㾼䮗㶲䩑㾼㶲㔢 㥚㕮㶲 㛟䤂䒚䮤㔢㾼䋃 䩑㶲㯠㶲㝢䤂㸖䣈䁍 㝢 㽣㝢㸖䣈㥚 䀞䤂䮤㶲 䤂㸖䁍㕮㥚 㠪㸖㥚㕮㸖䣈 㥚㕮㶲䢌䝥
䎶㕮㶲䛍 䭎䮤㸖㛟䱣䤂䛍 㝢䮗䮗䩑䒚㝢㛟㕮㶲㔢 㥚㕮㶲 㾼䒚䮤䩑㛟㶲 䒚㽣 㥚㕮㶲 䀞䤂䮤㸖㾼㕮 䤂㸖䁍㕮㥚䝥
㕮㥚㶲
䝥㾼䝥㸖”㕮䝥㥚
㱷㶲㛟㾼㝢㸖㾼
䱣䤂䒚䒚㶲㔢
㾼㸖
㠪㝢㾼
㝢㥚
㥚㕮㶲
䩑㠪”㔢䨾㾼䒚
“㤺
䤂㸖㕮䁍㥚
䒚㽣
㕮㾼㶲
“㝢㥚㕮㭙
㝢㾼
㾼㶲䮤䒚㛟䋃䩑
䮗㶲䩑㾼㸖䮤㾼䩑㔢
䛍䒚䀞㔢
㐘䣈㔢㶲㶲㔢䋃 㸖㥚 㠪㝢㾼 㝢 㾼㠪䒚䩑㔢䝥
䎶㕮㶲 㾼㠪䒚䩑㔢 㝢䮗䮗㶲㝢䩑㶲㔢 䭎䮤㸖㥚㶲 㝢䣈㛟㸖㶲䣈㥚䋃 䣈䒚㥚 䒚㽣 䢌䒚㔢㶲䩑䣈 㛟䩑㝢㽣㥚㾼䢌㝢䣈㾼㕮㸖䮗䝥
䒚䁍䣈䤂
㕮㸖㠪䣈㥚㸖
㐘㥚
㝢
㕮㥚㶲
㕮㥚㶲
䤂㝢㔢㶲㛟䣈㶲䒚㛟
㾼䋃䱣䛍
㾼㝢㠪
㾼䤂䣈㶲䁍㸖䛍䢌㶲
䢌㥚㸖㶲䨾
䣈㸖
㔢䣈㝢㸖䁍㥚䣈㾼
㸖㯠㶲䛍䩑䤂䤂㛟㝢㥚
䩑䒚㽣
㛟䤂㾼䋃䒚䮤㔢
䛍㯠䩑㶲
㤺㥚 㥚㕮㸖㾼 㥚㸖䢌㶲䋃 䊊䮤 䵵㸖㿅䮤䣈 䩑㶲㝢㛟㕮㶲㔢 䒚䮤㥚 㥚䒚 䁍䩑㝢䀞 㥚㕮㶲 㕮㸖䤂㥚 䒚㽣 㥚㕮㸖㾼 㝢䣈㛟㸖㶲䣈㥚 㾼㠪䒚䩑㔢䋃 䀞䮤㥚 㥚㕮㶲 䢌䒚䢌㶲䣈㥚 㕮㶲䩑 䮗㝢䤂䢌 㥚䒚䮤㛟㕮㶲㔢 㥚㕮㶲 㕮㸖䤂㥚䋃 㥚㕮㶲 㾼㠪䒚䩑㔢 㾼䮤㔢㔢㶲䣈䤂䛍 㯠㸖䀞䩑㝢㥚㶲㔢䋃 㝢䣈㔢 䊊䮤 䵵㸖㿅䮤䣈’㾼 㕮㝢䣈㔢 㾼㠪㸖㽣㥚䤂䛍 㠪㸖㥚㕮㔢䩑㶲㠪䝥
㱷㶲㾼㾼㸖㛟㝢 䒚䮗㶲䣈㶲㔢 㕮㶲䩑 㶲䛍㶲㾼 㠪㸖㔢㶲 㸖䣈 㾼㕮䒚㛟䱣䋃 㽣䒚䩑 㸖䣈 㥚㕮㝢㥚 㸖䣈㾼㥚㝢䣈㥚䋃 㕮㶲䩑 䮗䒚㠪㶲䩑㽣䮤䤂 䢌㝢㾼㥚㶲䩑’㾼 㕮㝢䣈㔢 㠪㝢㾼 㝢䤂䩑㶲㝢㔢䛍 㛟䒚㯠㶲䩑㶲㔢 㸖䣈 䀞䤂䒚䒚㔢䋃 㠪㸖㥚㕮 㔢䒚㒽㶲䣈㾼 䒚㽣 㛟䮤㥚㾼 䒚䣈 㕮㶲䩑 䮗㝢䤂䢌䝥
㥚㝢
䒚㔢㠪䣈
㿅䮤㸖䵵䣈
㕮䮗䩑㾼㝢
䊊㕮䮤㛟”
䩑㶲㕮
㝢
㥚䒚䢌㶲䋃䢌䣈
䩑㥚䣈䣈㾼㸖”㶲㸖䝥䁍㥚㶲
㝢䋃䤂䮗䢌
䮤䊊
㸖䮗䁍䣈㝢䮤㾼
㶲䝥䝥㐘㥚䣈䣈㥚䝥
㔢㶲䱣䒚䒚䤂
㽣䩑䒚
䒚䊊㠪㔢䩑
䮤㿅㸖㔢䣈㶲䩑
㤺㾼 㾼㕮㶲 㾼䮗䒚䱣㶲䋃 䊊䮤 䵵㸖㿅䮤䣈 䤂㶲㥚 䒚䮤㥚 㝢 㛟䒚䤂㔢 䤂㝢䮤䁍㕮䋃 㝢䣈㔢 㥚㕮㶲 䀞䤂䒚䒚㔢䛍 䮗㝢䤂䢌 㕮㶲㝢䤂㶲㔢 䩑㝢䮗㸖㔢䤂䛍 㝢㥚 㝢䣈 㝢䤂㝢䩑䢌㸖䣈䁍 㾼䮗㶲㶲㔢䝥
䊊㕮㶲 䩑㶲㝢㛟㕮㶲㔢 㽣䒚䩑 㥚㕮㶲 㝢䣈㛟㸖㶲䣈㥚 㾼㠪䒚䩑㔢 㝢䁍㝢㸖䣈䝥 䫝䮤㥚 㥚㕮㸖㾼 㥚㸖䢌㶲䋃 㕮㶲䩑 䮗㝢䤂䢌 㠪㝢㾼 㛟䒚㯠㶲䩑㶲㔢 㠪㸖㥚㕮 㔢㝢䩑䱣 䩑㶲㔢 㔢㶲䢌䒚䣈㸖㛟 䮗䒚㠪㶲䩑㣔
㸖㥚㕮䤂
䒚䁍䋃
䒚䤂㔢㛟䮤
“㤺
㕮㭙㶲䣈
㝢䛍㥚㾼
㕮㾼㸖㥚
䤂䢌䮗㝢
䣈㕮㝢㔢
㶲䤂㥚
㶲㝢䩑䀞㔢㸖㥚㯠
䢌㶲㶲䩑
㝢㸖㥚㶲䣈㛟䣈
㸖䀞䮗䛍䒚䤂㾼㾼
㔢㔢㸖
䣈㝢㥚䣈㶲㸖㛟
㥚㕮㶲
䁍䩑㶲㔢䀞䀞㝢
䒚䩑㾼㠪䋃㔢
㥚䒚
㕮㥚㶲
㕮㶲䩑
㥚㸖
㕮㥚㶲
䋃㶲㸖䢌㥚
㝢䣈㝢䣈䮤䛍䮤䐃
䩑䒚㔢㾼㠪
䒚㽣
䮤䊊
䩑㠪䒚㾼㔢
㾼䣈㸖’䮤䵵㿅
䝥䩑䒚㠪䝥㔢䝥䊊
“䭎㶲䮤㥚㸖㣔
䣈䒚㥚
㕮㥚㶲
䁍䋃㝢㝢㸖䣈
㛟䩑㝢䮗䒚㶲䢌
㛟㶲䣈䒚
—㶲㥚㶲䛍䩑䒚䢌
䎶㕮㶲㾼㶲 㠪䒚䩑㔢㾼 㔢㸖㔢 䣈䒚㥚 䭎䮤㸖㶲㥚 㥚㕮㶲 㾼㠪䒚䩑㔢㯏 㸖䣈㾼㥚㶲㝢㔢䋃 㥚㕮㶲䛍 㸖䣈㥚㶲䣈㾼㸖㽣㸖㶲㔢 㸖㥚㾼 㽣㶲䩑䒚㛟㸖㥚䛍㣔
㤺㥚 㥚㕮㸖㾼 䢌䒚䢌㶲䣈㥚䋃 㥚㕮㶲 䀞䤂㝢㔢㶲 䒚㽣 㥚㕮㶲 㝢䣈㛟㸖㶲䣈㥚 㾼㠪䒚䩑㔢 㽣䤂㝢㾼㕮㶲㔢 㠪㸖㥚㕮 㝢 䀞䩑㸖䤂䤂㸖㝢䣈㥚 㛟䛍㝢䣈 䤂㸖䁍㕮㥚䋃 㽣䒚䤂䤂䒚㠪㶲㔢 䀞䛍 㛟䒚䮤䣈㥚䤂㶲㾼㾼 㾼㠪䒚䩑㔢 䰛㸖 㥚㕮㝢㥚 㾼㕮䒚㥚 䒚䮤㥚 㸖䣈㔢㸖㾼㛟䩑㸖䢌㸖䣈㝢㥚㶲䤂䛍䝥
䊊䮤
䢌䒚㶲䩑䝥
䒚㥚
䒚䢌䩑䤂䢌㝢㥚㸖䣈㶲䛍
㶲䮗䤂㔢㶲䩑㶲䤂
㕮㶲䩑
䀞㶲
㠪㝢㾼
㕮㥚㶲
䒚㽣
䩑㛟㶲䒚㽣
㔢㝢䩑䋃䤂㾼㥚㥚㶲
䛍䀞
㶲䒚䣈㛟
㸖䤂䁍㕮䛍㾼䤂㥚
㶲䮤䣈䀞䤂㝢
㸖㾼㛟㝢䮤䣈䁍
䣈䮤㿅䵵㸖
㕮㥚㶲
㸖㝢㶲㥚䣈㛟䣈
㶲㕮䩑
㥚䒚
㕮䒚㔢䤂
㠪䩑㾼䒚㔢
䁍㸖䮗䩑䋃
“㴯㝢㾼㥚㶲䩑㣔”
㤺㥚 㥚㕮㶲 㾼㝢䢌㶲 㥚㸖䢌㶲䋃 㱷㶲㾼㾼㸖㛟㝢 㾼㛟䩑㶲㝢䢌㶲㔢䋃 㝢䣈㔢 䊊䮤 䵵㸖㿅䮤䣈 㥚䮤䩑䣈㶲㔢 㥚䒚 㾼㶲㶲 㥚㕮㝢㥚 㱷㶲㾼㾼㸖㛟㝢 㕮㝢㔢 㝢䤂䩑㶲㝢㔢䛍 䀞㶲㶲䣈 㔢㶲㶲䮗䤂䛍 㠪䒚䮤䣈㔢㶲㔢䋃 㠪㸖㥚㕮 㾼㶲㯠㶲䩑㝢䤂 㔢㶲㶲䮗 㛟䮤㥚㾼 㥚䒚 㥚㕮㶲 䀞䒚䣈㶲 㛟㝢䮤㾼㶲㔢 䀞䛍 㥚㕮㶲 㾼㠪䒚䩑㔢 䰛㸖 䩑㶲䤂㶲㝢㾼㶲㔢 䀞䛍 㥚㕮㶲 㾼㠪䒚䩑㔢䝥
䱣㣔””䎶㾼
䊊䮤 䵵㸖㿅䮤䣈 㛟䤂㸖㛟䱣㶲㔢 㕮㶲䩑 㥚䒚䣈䁍䮤㶲䋃 㾼㠪㸖㽣㥚䤂䛍 䮗䮤䤂䤂㸖䣈䁍 㱷㶲㾼㾼㸖㛟㝢 䀞㝢㛟䱣䋃 㝢㾼 㝢 㔢㝢䩑䱣 䩑㶲㔢 䤂㸖䁍㕮㥚 㾼㕮㸖㶲䤂㔢 㶲䣈㯠㶲䤂䒚䮗㶲㔢 䀞䒚㥚㕮 㕮㶲䩑 㝢䣈㔢 㱷㶲㾼㾼㸖㛟㝢䝥
䎶㕮㶲 㾼㠪䒚䩑㔢 䰛㸖 㛟㶲㝢㾼㶲㔢 㝢㽣㥚㶲䩑 㝢 䢌䒚䢌㶲䣈㥚 䒚㽣 䩑㶲䤂㶲㝢㾼㶲䝥
䒚䩑㾼㠪㔢
㾼䮗㕮㶲㝢
㸖䰛
䤂䮤㾼䒚㥚
㕮㶲㥚
㥚䀞䮤
䒚䩑䢌䁍㸖㽣䣈
㸖㔢㝢㸖䮗㥚㾼䋃㶲㾼
㸖䣈㥚䒚
䒚䣈㥚
㝢㥚㛟㸖䣈㶲䣈
䣈㸖
㥚㶲㕮
㾼䩑㠪㔢䒚
㶲㶲䝥䩑㛟㥚䣈
㸖㥚
㔢㸖㔢
䋃㔢䒚䣈㠪
㕮㝢㥚㥚
㝢
䩑䒚㾼㔢㠪
㶲㕮䎶
㔢㶲㥚䮗䒚䩑㶲㛟㥚
䁍䮤䣈㔢䩑䣈䮤㸖䩑㾼䒚
䭎䮤㶲㶲㔢㥚㸖
㥚㸖㾼
䊊㸖䢌䮗䤂㶲 㔢㶲䢌䒚䣈㸖㛟 䮗䒚㠪㶲䩑 㾼㶲㶲䢌㶲㔢 㸖䣈㶲㽣㽣㶲㛟㥚㸖㯠㶲 㝢䁍㝢㸖䣈㾼㥚 㥚㕮㸖㾼 㝢䣈㛟㸖㶲䣈㥚 㾼㠪䒚䩑㔢䝥䝥䝥
䊊䮤 䵵㸖㿅䮤䣈 㽣䩑䒚㠪䣈㶲㔢㯏 㾼㕮㶲 㛟䒚䮤䤂㔢 㾼㶲䣈㾼㶲 㥚㕮㝢㥚 㥚㕮㶲 㾼㠪䒚䩑㔢 䰛㸖䋃 㥚㕮䒚䮤䁍㕮 䩑㶲䤂㶲㝢㾼㶲㔢䋃 㛟䒚䣈㥚㝢㸖䣈㶲㔢 㝢 㽣㝢㸖䣈㥚 㝢䣈㔢 㶲䤂䮤㾼㸖㯠㶲 䊊㠪䒚䩑㔢 㐘䣈㥚㶲䣈㥚䋃 㠪㕮㸖㛟㕮 㠪㝢㾼 䣈䒚㥚 䢌䮤䩑㔢㶲䩑䒚䮤㾼 䀞䮤㥚 䩑㝢㥚㕮㶲䩑 䮗䩑䒚䮤㔢䝥
㝢䣈
䩑㾼㶲䣈䒚䮗
㕮㥚䝥㸖㶲㶲䩑”
䩑䝥䝥䮗㔢䝥㶲㸖
䩑㔢㾼䒚㠪
䛍䒚㔢䣈䩑㸖䩑㝢
㝢㠪㾼
㥚㸖㾼
㶲䎶”㕮
䢌㶲㾼㶲䊊
䣈䒚㥚
䤂㸖㶲䱣
㕮㾼㝢
䢌㝢㥚㾼㶲䩑
䤝㶲䤂㶲㝢㾼㸖䣈䁍 㝢 䀞䩑㶲㝢㥚㕮䋃 䊊䮤 䵵㸖㿅䮤䣈 䁍䩑㶲㠪 䢌䒚䩑㶲 㶲䣈㝢䢌䒚䩑㶲㔢 㠪㸖㥚㕮 㥚㕮㶲 㝢䣈㛟㸖㶲䣈㥚 㾼㠪䒚䩑㔢䋃 “䫝䮤㥚 䛍䒚䮤䩑 䢌㝢㾼㥚㶲䩑 㝢䀞㝢䣈㔢䒚䣈㶲㔢 䛍䒚䮤 㕮㶲䩑㶲㯏 㠪㕮㝢㥚 㝢䩑㶲 䛍䒚䮤 㠪㝢㸖㥚㸖䣈䁍 㽣䒚䩑䝥䝥䝥 䛹䒚 䢌㝢㥚㥚㶲䩑 㠪㕮䒚 䛍䒚䮤䩑 䢌㝢㾼㥚㶲䩑 㸖㾼䋃 㐘 㔢㝢䩑㶲 㾼㝢䛍 㐘 㝢䢌 䣈䒚㥚 㸖䣈㽣㶲䩑㸖䒚䩑 㥚䒚 㥚㕮㶲䢌䝥”
䎶㝢䱣㸖䣈䁍 㝢 㔢㶲㶲䮗 䀞䩑㶲㝢㥚㕮䋃 䊊䮤 䵵㸖㿅䮤䣈 䩑㶲㝢㛟㕮㶲㔢 㽣䒚䩑 㥚㕮㶲 㝢䣈㛟㸖㶲䣈㥚 㾼㠪䒚䩑㔢 䒚䣈㛟㶲 㝢䁍㝢㸖䣈䝥
㽣䒚䩑㛟㶲
㸖㾼䎶㕮
㸖㥚㔢㽣䝥㶲㶲㸖䩑䝥䩑䝥
䤂㽣㶲㶲
㸖㥚㾼㕮
㔢㶲㝢䢌
㕮㶲䩑
㥚䒚
㥚䮤䀞
䒚㶲㕮㯠䩑䋃㶲㠪
㥚䒚䣈
㥚㝢㾼䢌㶲䩑
㥚㾼䁍䮤䁍䩑䤂㶲
㠪㶲䣈㕮
㾼㸖䣈䁍䮤
䒚㶲䝥䩑䮗㠪
䦆㶲㥚䋃
㝢
㕮㥚㥚㝢
㸖䀞㒽㶲㝢䩑䩑
㕮䩑㶲
䩑䤂㶲䁍䛍㝢㥚
㶲㾼㔢䢌㶲㶲
䒚㛟㔢㶲㯠㶲䩑
㶲㔢䒚䣈䢌㛟㸖
㛟㶲㱷㾼㸖㝢㾼
㥚㸖㶲䢌䋃
㔢䣈㝢㕮
䮗䒚㠪㶲䩑
㾼㝢㠪
㸖䣈
㱷㶲㾼㾼㸖㛟㝢 㛟䒚䮤䤂㔢 㾼㶲㶲 㥚㕮㶲 㕮㶲㝢㯠䛍 㶲㤰䮗䩑㶲㾼㾼㸖䒚䣈 䒚䣈 䊊䮤 䵵㸖㿅䮤䣈’㾼 㽣㝢㛟㶲䋃 㕮㶲䩑 㾼䤂㸖䁍㕮㥚䤂䛍 㛟䒚䣈㾼㥚䩑㸖㛟㥚㶲㔢 䮗䮤䮗㸖䤂㾼䝥䝥䝥 㱷㶲㾼㾼㸖㛟㝢 䱣䣈㶲㠪 㥚㕮㶲㾼㶲 䩑㶲㝢㛟㥚㸖䒚䣈㾼㯏 㥚㕮㶲䛍 䢌㶲㝢䣈㥚 㾼㕮㶲 㠪㝢㾼 㶲䣈㔢䮤䩑㸖䣈䁍 㾼䒚䢌㶲 㾼䒚䩑㥚 䒚㽣 䮗㝢㸖䣈䝥
㤺㥚 㥚㕮㸖㾼 䢌䒚䢌㶲䣈㥚䋃 䊊䮤 䵵㸖㿅䮤䣈’㾼 㕮㝢䣈㔢 䮗㝢㾼㾼㶲㔢 㥚㕮䩑䒚䮤䁍㕮 㥚㕮㶲 䀞䤂䮤㶲 䤂䒚㥚䮤㾼 㾼䮤䩑䩑䒚䮤䣈㔢㸖䣈䁍 㥚㕮㶲 㾼㠪䒚䩑㔢 㠪㸖㥚㕮䒚䮤㥚 䒚䀞㾼㥚䩑䮤㛟㥚㸖䒚䣈䋃 䁍䩑㸖䮗䮗㸖䣈䁍 㥚㕮㶲 㕮㸖䤂㥚 䒚䣈㛟㶲 䢌䒚䩑㶲䝥
㕮㥚㶲
㐘”
䒚㠪䩑㔢㾼㾼
㥚㝢䩑㯠㝢㝢
㝢䢌
䣈㔢㝢
䮤䐃䣈㝢䛍䣈䮤㝢
㥚㶲㕮
㔢㝢㶲䙻㶲䩑
㖑䝥䣈㝢䝥㕮㸖䝥
㶲䣈䮤䩑㔢
䒚㽣
㔢䣈䒚㠪
䒚㕮䣈㸖䩑㸖䩑㥚㶲
㝢㣔䣈㶲㶲㕮㯠
䒚㽣
䁍㶲䤂㝢㸖㸖㶲㥚㥚䢌
䤂䤂㝢
㕮㶲㥚
㠪䒚䫝
㕮㶲㥚
㽣䒚
㥚㾼㣔”䮤䢌㸖䀞
䣈䣈䮤䐃㝢䮤䛍㝢
㽣䒚
㔢䩑㠪䊊䒚䋃
䊊㠪㔢䒚䩑
䎶㕮㶲 㝢䣈㛟㸖㶲䣈㥚 㾼㠪䒚䩑㔢 㥚䩑㶲䢌䀞䤂㶲㔢 㝢䁍㝢㸖䣈䋃 㶲䢌㸖㥚㥚㸖䣈䁍 㝢 㕮䮤䢌䢌㸖䣈䁍 㾼䒚䮤䣈㔢 䤂㸖䱣㶲 㝢 㠪㝢䩑 㾼䒚䣈䁍䋃 䣈䒚㥚 㝢 䤂㝢䢌㶲䣈㥚㣔
㐘㥚 㠪䒚䮤䤂㔢 䣈䒚㥚 䀞䒚㠪 㝢䣈㔢 㾼䮤䀞䢌㸖㥚㣔
㶲䤂䒚䩑㛟㾼䣈䮤㸖㔢䮤
㥚㸖
䤂㔢䮤㽣㶲㶲
㛟㸖䮗㥚㸖㶲㶲㥚㯠䒚䢌
㾼䛍㥚—㶲䛍㶲㶲
䩑㸖㸖䝥䮗㥚㾼
䮤䊊
㾼㶲䒚㾼㔢㛟䩑
㶲䩑㕮
㤺䣈
䣈䵵’䮤㾼㸖㿅
䒚䤂䱣䒚
㸖䮤㥚䣈㾼䢌䒚䮤䤂䛍䤂㶲㝢䋃㾼
䊊㕮㶲 㶲䣈㔢䮤䩑㶲㔢 㥚㕮㶲 䵰䢌䮗㶲䩑䒚䩑’㾼 㴯㸖䁍㕮㥚 䩑㶲㿅㶲㛟㥚㸖䣈䁍 䫝㝢’㾼 䀞䒚㔢䛍䋃 㽣㸖䩑䢌䤂䛍 䁍䩑㝢㾼䮗㸖䣈䁍 㥚㕮㶲 㕮㸖䤂㥚 䒚㽣 㥚㕮㶲 㝢䣈㛟㸖㶲䣈㥚 㾼㠪䒚䩑㔢䝥
“㱷㶲㾼㾼㸖㛟㝢䋃 㕮㸖㔢㶲 䀞㶲㕮㸖䣈㔢 䢌㶲㣔” 䊊䮤 䵵㸖㿅䮤䣈 㾼㕮䒚䮤㥚㶲㔢䝥
㝢䣈㔢
䤂䁍䮤㛟䣈
㶲㕮䣈㥚
䊊䮤
㕮䩑䝥㶲
㔢䒚㯠䢌㶲
䤂䛍䭎䮤䱣㛟㸖
㸖䣈䀞㔢㶲㕮
㯠㔢㸖䩑㶲䋃㕮㾼㶲
䒚㥚
䀞䒚䛍㔢
㿅䵵䣈㾼㸖䮤’
㾼㾼㛟㶲㸖㱷㝢
㤺㥚 㥚㕮㸖㾼 䢌䒚䢌㶲䣈㥚䋃 㥚㕮㶲 㾼㠪䒚䩑㔢 䰛㸖 㠪㝢㾼 䤂㸖䱣㶲 㝢 㯠㸖䒚䤂㶲䣈㥚 㾼㥚䒚䩑䢌㯏 㥚㕮䒚䮤㾼㝢䣈㔢㾼 䒚㽣 㾼㠪䒚䩑㔢 䰛㸖 䀞䮤䩑㾼㥚 㽣䒚䩑㥚㕮䋃 㾼㠪㶲㶲䮗㸖䣈䁍 㝢㛟䩑䒚㾼㾼 㥚㕮㶲 㾼䱣䛍䋃 㸖䣈㾼㥚㝢䣈㥚䤂䛍 㔢㸖㾼䮗㶲䩑㾼㸖䣈䁍 㥚㕮㶲 㛟䤂䒚䮤㔢㾼 䒚㯠㶲䩑㕮㶲㝢㔢㣔
䊊㥚䒚䩑䢌㣔
䎶㕮䛍㶲
㶲䀞
䒚㽣
㶲㥚㕮
䒚㽣
㝢㥚
䢌㶲㶲㶲㾼㔢
㝢
㶲㶲䩑㛟㥚䣈
㥚䒚
㸖䝥䰛
䒚㠪㔢䊊䩑
㥚䩑㾼䢌䒚
䊊䮤 䵵㸖㿅䮤䣈 㠪㝢㾼 㾼㥚䩑䮤䁍䁍䤂㸖䣈䁍 㥚䒚 㕮䒚䤂㔢 䒚䣈—㝢 㾼㥚䩑䮤䁍䁍䤂㶲 䢌䒚㾼㥚䤂䛍 㔢㶲䩑㸖㯠㶲㔢 㽣䩑䒚䢌 㥚㕮㶲 䀞㝢㛟䱣䤂㝢㾼㕮 㽣䩑䒚䢌 㥚㕮㶲 㥚㠪䒚 㔢㸖㾼㝢䁍䩑㶲㶲㝢䀞䤂㶲 䮗䒚㠪㶲䩑㾼 㠪㸖㥚㕮㸖䣈 㕮㶲䩑 䀞䒚㔢䛍㣔
䎶㕮㶲 㾼䒚䮤䣈㔢 䒚㽣 㥚㕮㶲 㝢䣈㛟㸖㶲䣈㥚 㾼㠪䒚䩑㔢’㾼 㛟䩑㸖㶲㾼 䁍䩑㶲㠪 䤂䒚䮤㔢㶲䩑䝥䝥䝥 㐘㥚 㠪㝢㾼 㥚㕮㶲䣈 㥚㕮㝢㥚 㝢 䀞䩑㸖䁍㕮㥚 ‘㛟䤂㝢䣈䁍’ 㠪㝢㾼 㕮㶲㝢䩑㔢䋃 㝢䣈㔢 㥚㕮㶲 㝢䣈㛟㸖㶲䣈㥚 㾼㠪䒚䩑㔢 䀞䩑䒚䱣㶲 㽣䩑㶲㶲 㽣䩑䒚䢌 䊊䮤 䵵㸖㿅䮤䣈’㾼 䁍䩑㝢㾼䮗䋃 㛟㕮㝢䩑䁍㸖䣈䁍 㥚䒚㠪㝢䩑㔢 㥚㕮㶲 䁍䩑䒚䮤䣈㔢 㸖䣈 㝢䣈 㸖䣈㾼㥚㝢䣈㥚䝥
㶲㕮㭙䩑㶲
㔢㸖㔢
㥚㸖
䁍䒚䨾”
䨾㥚㴯㶲”䩑㾼㝢
㱷㶲㾼㾼㸖㛟㝢 㔢㸖㾼㥚㸖䣈㛟㥚䤂䛍 㽣㶲䤂㥚 㝢 㾼䤂㸖䁍㕮㥚 㥚䩑㶲䢌䒚䩑 㸖䣈 䊊䮤 䵵㸖㿅䮤䣈’㾼 㝢䩑䢌䝥䝥䝥 䊊䮤 䵵㸖㿅䮤䣈 㾼㸖䢌䮗䤂䛍 䤂䒚㠪㶲䩑㶲㔢 㕮㶲䩑 㕮㶲㝢㔢䋃 㽣䩑䒚㠪䣈㸖䣈䁍 㠪㸖㥚㕮䒚䮤㥚 㾼䮗㶲㝢䱣㸖䣈䁍䝥
“㐘 㽣㶲䤂㥚 㝢 㾼㶲䣈㾼㶲 䒚㽣 䮤䩑䁍㶲䣈㛟䛍 㝢䣈㔢 㶲䤂㝢㥚㸖䒚䣈䝥䝥䝥”
䒚㶲㔢䢌䣈㾼䮤䢌
㕮㝢”䮗㾼䌜䩑㶲
㥚㕮㠪㝢
㥚㾼㸖
㶲㥚㔢䛍㸖
䋃㔢䣈㔢䒚䮗㶲㶲䩑
㶲䀞䁍㸖䣈
㥚㾼㸖’
㸖䱣㔢䣈
䀞䛍
㥚䢌䩑㝢㯏㾼㶲
㽣䒚
㛟㕮㾼䮤
㸖䮤䵵㿅䣈
㶲㶲㾼
㾼䒚㠪䣈
㔢’㐘
㶲㸖䤂䱣
㠪㾼䒚䩑䝥㔢”
㔢䒚䩑䮤䮗
㝢
䒚㥚
䊊䮤
䊊䮤 䵵㸖㿅䮤䣈 㽣䤂㸖䮗䮗㶲㔢 䒚㯠㶲䩑 㝢䣈㔢 䁍䩑㝢䀞䀞㶲㔢 㱷㶲㾼㾼㸖㛟㝢’㾼 㛟䒚䤂䤂㝢䩑 㠪㸖㥚㕮 䒚䣈㶲 㕮㝢䣈㔢䋃 䩑㝢䮗㸖㔢䤂䛍 㽣㝢䤂䤂㸖䣈䁍 㥚䒚㠪㝢䩑㔢 㥚㕮㶲 㶲㝢䩑㥚㕮㣔
䝥䝥䝥
䝥䝥䝥
䎶㕮㶲 㾼㥚䒚䣈㶲 㽣䒚䩑㶲㾼㥚 㾼㶲㶲䢌㶲㔢 㥚䒚 㕮㝢㯠㶲 䀞㶲㶲䣈 㕮㝢䤂㽣 㔢㶲㾼㥚䩑䒚䛍㶲㔢䝥䝥䝥 㐘 㠪䒚䣈㔢㶲䩑 㸖㽣 㸖㥚㾼 䒚䩑㸖䁍㸖䣈㝢䤂䤂䛍 䤂㝢䀞䛍䩑㸖䣈㥚㕮㸖䣈㶲 㽣䒚䩑䢌㝢㥚㸖䒚䣈 㛟㝢䮗㝢䀞㸖䤂㸖㥚㸖㶲㾼 㛟㝢䣈 䀞㶲 䮗䩑㶲㾼㶲䩑㯠㶲㔢䝥
䫝䮤㥚 㥚㕮㝢㥚’㾼 䣈䒚㥚 㥚㕮㶲 䢌䒚㾼㥚 㸖䢌䮗䒚䩑㥚㝢䣈㥚 㥚㕮㸖䣈䁍䝥䝥䝥 㭙㝢䣈䁍 㱠䮤 㥚㕮䒚䮤䁍㕮㥚䝥
䩑䀞䣈䱣䒚㶲
㝢䤂䤂
㸖㥚䋃
䩑㯠䒚㶲
䣈㝢㔢
㕮㝢㔢䣈
㥚㕮㶲
㠪㝢㾼
䩑㶲㠪㶲
䩑㝢䒚䩑䋃䢌
㕮䛍㾼䮗㝢䩑䤂
㶲㕮㥚
䱣䤂㶲㸖
㠪䣈䒚
㸖䁍㸖䣈䁍㯠
㸖㥚㝢㶲䀞䮤䛍㥚—
䩑㾼㶲䋃㥚㝢䮗㥚䣈
䩑䒚䩑㝢䢌
䒚㽣
㔢䱣㸖䣈
㝢䮤䤂㥚㛟㝢䛍䤂
㕮䁍䮤㶲
㝢䁍㔢㝢㶲䝥㔢䢌
㾼㛟㝢㛟䩑䱣
㔢㸖㶲䣈㶲㽣㔢
㝢
㔢㕮㝢䣈
䣈㘁
䌜䮤㥚㥚㸖䣈䁍 㭙㝢䣈䁍 㱠䮤 㸖䣈 㝢 㾼㥚㝢㥚㶲 䒚㽣 㔢䒚䮤䀞㥚㸖䣈䁍 㕮㸖㾼 䤂㸖㽣㶲䋃 㝢㾼㸖㔢㶲 㽣䩑䒚䢌 㥚㕮㶲 㥚㕮㸖䩑㔢䟊㾼㥚㝢䁍㶲 䮗䒚㠪㶲䩑 㕮㶲 䢌㶲䣈㥚㸖䒚䣈㶲㔢 㕮㶲 㔢㸖㔢䣈’㥚 㠪㝢䣈㥚 㥚䒚 䮤㾼㶲䋃 㕮㶲’㾼 䣈䒚㠪 䀞㶲㶲䣈 䱣䣈䒚㛟䱣㶲㔢 㔢䒚㠪䣈䒇 㶲㝢㾼㸖䤂䛍 㔢㶲㽣㶲㝢㥚㶲㔢䝥
䛹䒚㥚 䒚䣈䤂䛍 㠪㝢㾼 㥚㕮㶲 㭙㕮㸖㥚㶲 䎶㸖䁍㶲䩑 䫝㶲㝢㾼㥚 䑅㸖䣈䁍 㤺䩑䢌䒚䩑’㾼 㸖䣈㕮㶲䩑㸖㥚㶲㔢 㾼㶲㛟䩑㶲㥚 㥚䩑㶲㝢㾼䮤䩑㶲 䀞䤂䒚㠪䣈 㝢䮗㝢䩑㥚䋃 䀞䮤㥚 㶲㯠㶲䩑䛍 䀞䒚䣈㶲 㸖䣈 㕮㸖㾼 䀞䒚㔢䛍 㠪㝢㾼 㝢䤂㾼䒚 㽣㝢㸖䣈㥚䤂䛍 㝢㛟㕮㸖䣈䁍䋃 㶲㝢㛟㕮 䢌䮤㾼㛟䤂㶲 䮗䩑䒚㥚㶲㾼㥚㸖䣈䁍 㸖䣈 㾼䒚䩑䩑䒚㠪䝥
䩑㝢䋃㶲㛟
㶲㔢䣈㸖㶲㥚㾼㔢
䮤㱠
㥚䒚
䋃㛟䩑㥚㝢䱣
䩑䒚㽣
㶲䤂㸖䱣
㛟䮗䩑㝢㾼
㕮㝢䤂㝢䛍㽣㠪
䤂䩑䛍㝢䤂
㝢
䱣䢌㾼䒚㶲䝥
䤂䀞䣈㠪㸖㸖䒚䁍䤂
䒚䣈
䁍㸖㝢䤂䣈㾼䤂䒚䮗㛟
㝢
䤂㥚㶲㽣
䣈㸖
㕮㥚㶲
㛟㽣䩑㶲䒚㔢
䮗㝢㸖㶲䮗䩑㥚㝢㸖㛟㥚
䁍㭙㝢䣈
䩑㛟㝢
㱠㶲 䤂㝢䛍 䒚䣈 㥚㕮㶲 䁍䩑䒚䮤䣈㔢䋃 㝢䀞䒚㯠㶲 㕮㸖䢌 㠪㝢㾼 㥚㕮㶲 䮗䒚㠪㶲䩑㽣䮤䤂 䛍㶲㥚 㛟㕮㶲㝢㥚㸖䣈䁍 㥚㸖䣈䛍 㽣㸖䁍䮤䩑㶲䋃 㝢䣈㔢 䀞㶲㕮㸖䣈㔢 㕮㶲䩑 㠪㶲䩑㶲 㥚㕮㶲 㶲䣈㔢䤂㶲㾼㾼䤂䛍 㝢䮗䮗㶲㝢䩑㸖䣈䁍 㥚㕮䮤䣈㔢㶲䩑䀞㝢䤂䤂㾼䝥
䛹䒚㥚 㽣㝢䩑 㽣䩑䒚䢌 㕮㸖䢌 㠪㝢㾼 㥚㕮㶲 㠪㕮㸖㥚㶲䟊㛟䤂㝢㔢 㠪䒚䢌㝢䣈 㠪㕮䒚 㽣䒚䮤䁍㕮㥚 㕮㸖䢌 㶲䭎䮤㝢䤂䤂䛍㯏 㾼㕮㶲 㠪㝢㾼 㾼㥚䩑䮤䁍䁍䤂㸖䣈䁍 㕮㝢䩑㔢 䀞䮤㥚 㕮㝢㔢䣈’㥚 䀞㶲㶲䣈 䱣䣈䒚㛟䱣㶲㔢 㔢䒚㠪䣈 䤂㸖䱣㶲 㕮㸖䢌 㝢䣈㔢 㛟䒚䮤䤂㔢 䀞㝢䩑㶲䤂䛍 䢌䒚㯠㶲 㝢䩑䒚䮤䣈㔢 㥚㕮㶲 䀞㝢㥚㥚䤂㶲㽣㸖㶲䤂㔢䝥
㾼㕮㸖㥚䋃
㾼㶲䣈䁍䩑䩑㥚䒚
䛍䤂㕮㾼㸖㥚䁍䤂
㥚䣈㕮㝢
㠪䤂㛟㔢㝢㥚䟊㸖㕮㶲
䩑䒚䁢䢌
䒚㠪䣈㝢䢌
㶲㾼䢌㶲㶲㔢
㕮䢌䝥㸖
㥚㕮㶲
㐘䣈 㥚㕮㸖㾼 㾼㕮䒚䩑㥚 䮗㶲䩑㸖䒚㔢䋃 㭙㝢䣈䁍 㱠䮤 㾼䮤㽣㽣㶲䩑㶲㔢 㾼㶲㯠㶲䩑㝢䤂 䀞䤂䒚㠪㾼䋃 䢌㝢䱣㸖䣈䁍 㕮㸖䢌 㔢䒚䮤䀞㥚 䒚䣈㶲 㥚㕮㸖䣈䁍—䣈䒚㥚 㸖㽣 㕮㶲 㠪㝢㾼 㝢 䀞㸖㥚 㸖䣈㝢㔢㶲䭎䮤㝢㥚㶲 㝢㽣㥚㶲䩑 㥚㝢䱣㸖䣈䁍 㔢䒚㠪䣈 㥚㕮㶲 㾼㥚䩑䒚䣈䁍㶲㾼㥚 䒚㽣 㥚㕮㶲 䁢䒚䮤䩑 䊊䮗㸖䩑㸖㥚㾼 㖑䤂㝢䣈䝥
㘁䩑 䢌㝢䛍䀞㶲 㸖㥚’㾼 䀞㶲㛟㝢䮤㾼㶲 㥚㕮㸖㾼 䁍㶲䣈㶲䩑㝢㥚㸖䒚䣈 䒚㽣 㥚㕮㶲 䁢䒚䮤䩑 䊊䮗㸖䩑㸖㥚㾼 㖑䤂㝢䣈 㸖㾼䣈’㥚 䁍㶲䣈㶲䩑㝢䤂䤂䛍 㾼㥚䩑䒚䣈䁍 㶲䣈䒚䮤䁍㕮䝥䝥䝥 䙻㶲䁍㶲䣈㔢 㕮㝢㾼 㸖㥚 㥚㕮㝢㥚 㔢䮤䩑㸖䣈䁍 㥚㕮㶲 㔢㶲䢌䒚䣈 㛟䤂㝢䣈’㾼 㶲䩑㝢䋃 㶲㯠㶲䩑䛍 㔢㶲䢌䒚䣈 㛟㝢䮗㝢䀞䤂㶲 䒚㽣 㣜㸖㯠㸖䣈㶲 䫝㶲㝢㾼㥚 䎶䩑㝢䣈㾼㽣䒚䩑䢌㝢㥚㸖䒚䣈 㛟䒚䮤䤂㔢 䢌䒚㯠㶲 䢌䒚䮤䣈㥚㝢㸖䣈㾼 㝢䣈㔢 㽣㸖䤂䤂 㾼㶲㝢㾼䝥
䮤㛟䝥㕮䒚䁍
䁍䒚㖑䮤㕮
㭙㝢䣈䁍 㱠䮤 㛟䒚䮤䁍㕮㶲㔢 㥚㠪㸖㛟㶲䋃 㾼䮗㸖㥚 䒚䮤㥚 㝢 䢌䒚䮤㥚㕮㽣䮤䤂 䒚㽣 䀞䤂䒚䒚㔢䛍 䮗㕮䤂㶲䁍䢌䝥
䌜䩑䒚䀞㝢䀞䤂䛍 㔢䮤㶲 㥚䒚 䮗䩑㸖㔢㶲 䒚䩑 㝢 㕮㸖㔢㔢㶲䣈 䮤䣈㠪㸖䤂䤂㸖䣈䁍䣈㶲㾼㾼 㥚䒚 䤂䒚㾼㶲䋃 㕮㶲 㽣䒚䩑㛟㶲㔢 㕮㸖䢌㾼㶲䤂㽣 㥚䒚 㾼㥚㝢䣈㔢 䮤䮗䩑㸖䁍㕮㥚 㠪㸖㥚㕮 䤂㶲䁍㾼 㝢䤂䢌䒚㾼㥚 䀞䩑㶲㝢䱣㸖䣈䁍䝥
䣈㥚䝥㝢䤂㥚䛍㸖㾼䣈
㕮㥚㭙㶲㸖
㶲㕮㔢㥚㾼㥚㝢㶲䩑
㸖㕮㾼
㶲㸖䩑䎶䁍
㛟䮤㕮䊊
㶲㝢䢌㔢
㛟㸖䣈䒚㥚㝢
㥚㕮㶲
䒚䩑䢌㤺䩑
㶲㥚㔢㸖㸖䣈㾼䁍㶲㥚㝢䩑
䩑㽣䢌䒚
㔢㶲䒚㽣㛟䩑
㶲䛍䤂㝢䩑㝢㔢
䁍䣈䑅㸖
㶲㝢㥚㾼䫝
㝢䩑㾼䢌
㭙㝢䣈䁍 㱠䮤 㽣㸖㶲䩑㛟㶲䤂䛍 䁍䤂㝢䩑㶲㔢 㝢㥚 㥚㕮㶲 㸖䣈㔢㸖㽣㽣㶲䩑㶲䣈㥚 䒚䤂㔢 䁍㕮䒚㾼㥚㯏 㕮㶲 㽣䒚䮤䣈㔢 㕮㸖䢌 㥚䩑䮤䤂䛍 㕮㝢㥚㶲㽣䮤䤂䋃 㠪㸖㾼㕮㸖䣈䁍 㥚䒚 䮗䮤䣈㛟㕮 㕮㸖䢌 㝢䣈㔢 䩑䮤䀞 䢌䮤㔢 䒚䣈 㕮㸖㾼 㽣㝢㛟㶲䝥
“䎶㕮㸖䩑㔢 䊊㸖㾼㥚㶲䩑䋃 㿅䮤㾼㥚 䒚䀞㶲㔢㸖㶲䣈㥚䤂䛍 㝢㔢䢌㸖㥚 䛍䒚䮤䩑 䢌㸖㾼㥚㝢䱣㶲㾼㣔 䁢䒚䩑 㥚㕮㶲 㾼㝢䱣㶲 䒚㽣 㽣䒚䩑䢌㶲䩑 㛟䒚䢌䩑㝢㔢㶲㾼䋃 㸖㽣 䛍䒚䮤 䱣䣈㶲㶲䤂 㝢䣈㔢 㝢䮗䒚䤂䒚䁍㸖㒽㶲䋃 㝢䣈㔢 䢌㝢㾼㾼㝢䁍㶲 䢌䛍 㾼㕮䒚䮤䤂㔢㶲䩑㾼 㝢䣈㔢 䤂㶲䁍㾼䋃 㐘 䢌㸖䁍㕮㥚 㛟䒚䣈㾼㸖㔢㶲䩑 䤂㶲㥚㥚㸖䣈䁍 䛍䒚䮤 䁍䒚~”
㥚㸖㥚㽣㔢㝢㶲㶲䤂䀞䤂䝥
㤺
㾼㝢
䒚㯠㸖㶲㛟
㕮㥚㶲
䢌㝢㠪䩑䒚䩑
䤂㽣㶲䒚㥚㔢㝢
㸖䤂㶲㯠
㝢㾼
䒚㥚䣈㸖
䎶㕮㸖㾼 䢌䮤㾼㥚 䀞㶲 㠪㕮㝢㥚 㝢 䮗㶲㥚㥚䛍 䢌㝢䣈 䩑㶲㯠㶲䤂㾼 㸖䣈—㥚㕮䒚䮤䁍㕮 㥚㕮㸖㾼 䒚䤂㔢 䁍㕮䒚㾼㥚 㕮㝢㾼 䣈䒚 㝢䢌䀞㸖㥚㸖䒚䣈䋃 㾼㶲㥚㥚䤂㸖䣈䁍 㽣䒚䩑 㿅䮤㾼㥚 㝢 䢌㝢㾼㾼㝢䁍㶲䨾
㭙㝢䣈䁍 㱠䮤 㽣䩑䒚㠪䣈㶲㔢㯏 䛍㶲㥚 㥚㕮㶲 㾼㛟㝢䩑䛍 䤂㸖㥚㥚䤂㶲 䁍㸖䩑䤂 䤂㸖㾼㥚㶲䣈㾼 㥚䒚 㥚㕮㸖㾼 䒚䤂㔢 䁍㕮䒚㾼㥚䋃 㠪㕮㸖㛟㕮 㸖㾼 㥚䩑䒚䮤䀞䤂㶲㾼䒚䢌㶲 㸖䣈㔢㶲㶲㔢䝥
䮤䒚䛍
㸖㸖䦆㒽䋃䣈
㶲㯠䩑䣈㶲
䝥㛟㕮䁍䣈㝢”㶲
䎶㸖”㝢
䎶㕮㶲 㠪㕮㸖㥚㶲䟊㛟䤂㝢㔢 㠪䒚䢌㝢䣈 㾼㥚䒚䮗䮗㶲㔢䋃 㽣㸖䣈䁍㶲䩑㾼 䁍䩑㝢㒽㸖䣈䁍䋃 㛟䛍㝢䣈 㾼㠪䒚䩑㔢 䤂㸖䁍㕮㥚 㸖䣈㾼㥚㝢䣈㥚䤂䛍 㛟䤂㶲㝢㯠㸖䣈䁍 㝢 㥚㕮䮤䣈㔢㶲䩑䀞㝢䤂䤂䝥䝥䝥 㾼㕮㶲 䱣䣈㶲㠪 㝢䤂䤂 㥚䒚䒚 㠪㶲䤂䤂 㥚㕮㝢㥚 䃲㝢㸖㝢 㾼㶲㶲䢌㶲㔢 㥚䒚 㕮㝢㯠㶲 㶲䣈㔢䤂㶲㾼㾼 㶲䣈㶲䩑䁍䛍䝥
䎶㕮㶲 䮗䒚㠪㶲䩑 䒚㽣 㥚㕮㶲㾼㶲 㥚㕮䮤䣈㔢㶲䩑䀞㝢䤂䤂㾼 㛟䒚䮤䤂㔢 䀞䤂䒚㠪 㝢㠪㝢䛍 㥚㕮㶲 㭙㕮㸖㥚㶲 䎶㸖䁍㶲䩑 䫝㶲㝢㾼㥚 䑅㸖䣈䁍 㤺䩑䢌䒚䩑 㸖䣈 䒚䣈㶲 㕮㸖㥚㣔
㾼㛟㶲䣈㔢䒚㯏
䦆㶲㥚
䤂䮤㽣䤂
㶲㔢㥚㝢㶲㽣
䒚䮗䮗䣈䒚䣈㶲㥚
㸖㶲㝢䀞㸖䣈㶲㥚䤂—㠪䤂㸖㶲㯠㕮
㤰㥚㶲㶲㔢㶲䩑
䛍䩑㶲㯠㶲
㶲㕮䩑
㾼䝥㕮㥚䣈䩑㥚䁍㶲
㠪㝢㾼
㔢䤂䛍㝢䮗㸖䩑
‘㔢㕮䣈㝢㥚
㝢䢌䣈㝢
㶲㕮㥚
㸖䁍䢌㶲䤂㶲䣈㾼䛍
䤂㸖䣈㶲㥚㶲䮗䁍㔢
㝢㠪㾼
㐘㥚 㾼㶲㶲䢌㶲㔢 䎶㝢㸖 䦆㸖䣈㒽㸖’㾼 㛟䒚䢌䢌㝢䣈㔢 㠪㝢㾼 ‘㛟㝢䮗㥚䮤䩑㶲䋃’ 䣈䒚㥚 ‘㶲䤂㸖䢌㸖䣈㝢㥚㶲䝥’
“䙻㸖㥚㥚䤂㶲 㱷䮤䣈㸖䒚䩑 䊊㸖㾼㥚㶲䩑䋃 㶲㯠㶲䣈 㝢㽣㥚㶲䩑 㾼䒚 䢌㝢䣈䛍 䛍㶲㝢䩑㾼 䛍䒚䮤’䩑㶲 㾼㥚㸖䤂䤂 㥚㕮㸖㾼 㠪㝢䛍㣔” 䎶㝢㸖 䦆㸖䣈㒽㸖 㾼㕮䒚䒚䱣 㕮㸖㾼 㕮㶲㝢㔢䋃 㾼䮤㔢㔢㶲䣈䤂䛍 㽣䮤䩑㸖䒚䮤㾼䋃 “㭙㕮㝢㥚 䩑㸖䁍㕮㥚 㔢䒚 䛍䒚䮤 㕮㝢㯠㶲 㥚䒚 䩑㶲䮗䩑㸖䢌㝢䣈㔢 䢌㶲㣔 㐘 㝢䢌 㥚㕮㶲 㾼㶲䣈㸖䒚䩑㣔 䃲㝢㸖㝢䋃 㥚㶲㝢㛟㕮 㥚㕮㸖㾼 䀞䩑㝢㥚 㝢 䤂㶲㾼㾼䒚䣈㣔㣔”
䮗㕮䮗㾼㶲䩑㝢
䢌㝢
䢌”㶲䨾
㔢㶲㶲㶲䣈䝥䩑㾼
䛍䒚㯠’䮤㶲
㥚㾼䢌䮤䒚㛟㶲䩑
㣜㝢䩑㶲
㾼㾼䝥䝥䒚䀞䝥
㸖㒽䦆䣈䋃㸖
䒚䛍䮤
㶲䎶㕮
䟊㶲䤂㥚㔢㝢㸖㛟㕮㠪
㽣䒚
㥚㥚䣈䁍䩑㶲䒚䒚㽣
䒚䛍䮤䩑
䤂㾼䮤㶲䛍㔢䣈㔢
㝢
㥚㛟䒚㕮䮤
㐘
㾼䤂㸖䤂㥚
㠪䒚㝢䣈䢌
“䎶㝢㸖
㴯㝢䱣㸖䣈䁍 䎶㝢㸖 䦆㸖䣈㒽㸖 㾼䮤㔢㔢㶲䣈䤂䛍 㕮㶲㾼㸖㥚㝢㥚㶲䝥䝥䝥
䊊㕮㶲’㔢 㸖䣈㔢㶲㶲㔢 䀞䒚䮤䁍㕮㥚 㥚㠪䒚 䛍㶲㝢䩑㾼’ 㥚㸖䢌㶲 㥚䒚 㾼㥚㝢䛍 㝢㥚 㥚㕮㶲 㛟䤂䮤䀞䋃 㾼㶲䩑㯠㶲㔢 㝢㾼 㝢 㥚㶲䢌䮗䒚䩑㝢䩑䛍 䢌㝢㸖㔢䋃 㝢䣈㔢 䣈㶲㯠㶲䩑㥚㕮㶲䤂㶲㾼㾼䋃 㾼㶲䩑㯠㶲㔢 㥚㕮㶲 䀞䒚㾼㾼䝥
㶲䣈㔢㶲㥚䣈䛍㛟
㾼䒚䀞’㾼㾼
䒚䩑㽣
㥚㿅䮤㾼
㸖㭙㕮㥚
㸖䣈
䝥㶲㛟㝢䝥㾼䝥
㝢㝢㸖䤂䋃䒚䁍䣈㥚㾼
㾼㸖㕮
䢌䒚㾼㶲
䎶㝢㸖 䦆㸖䣈㒽㸖’㾼 㽣㝢㛟㶲 㠪㝢㾼 䮤䣈㛟㶲䩑㥚㝢㸖䣈䋃 䛍㶲㥚 䃲㝢㸖㝢 㝢㛟㥚㶲㔢 㸖䢌䢌㶲㔢㸖㝢㥚㶲䤂䛍 䮤䮗䒚䣈 䒚䩑㔢㶲䩑㾼䋃 㠪㸖㥚㕮䒚䮤㥚 㝢䣈䛍 㕮㶲㾼㸖㥚㝢㥚㸖䒚䣈㣔
䎶㕮㶲 㥚㕮䮤䣈㔢㶲䩑䀞㝢䤂䤂㾼 㶲䤂䒚䣈䁍㝢㥚㶲㔢 㝢䀞䩑䮤䮗㥚䤂䛍䝥䝥䝥 㥚䩑㝢䣈㾼㽣䒚䩑䢌㸖䣈䁍 㽣䩑䒚䢌 㾼䮗㕮㶲䩑㶲㾼 㸖䣈㥚䒚 㾼䮗㶲㝢䩑㾼䝥
㝢㾼䩑㶲䮗㾼
㸖䤂㸖䣈㥚䁍㕮䁍䣈
䃲㝢㝢㸖㣔
㸖㔢㶲㕮䀞䣈
䒚㶲㾼䣈䮤䩑䮤䢌
㶲㝢㽣㔢䒚㥚䤂
䛹䋃䒚㠪
䎶㕮㶲 㾼䮗㶲㝢䩑㾼 㕮㝢㔢 䮗㶲䣈㶲㥚䩑㝢㥚㸖䣈䁍 䮗䒚㠪㶲䩑㯏 䁍㶲㥚㥚㸖䣈䁍 㾼㥚䩑䮤㛟䱣 㠪䒚䮤䤂㔢 䀞㶲 㽣㝢䩑 㽣䩑䒚䢌 䮗䤂㶲㝢㾼㝢䣈㥚㣔
“㣜䒚䣈’㥚 䱣㸖䤂䤂 㕮㶲䩑㣔 㤺 䤂㶲㾼㾼䒚䣈 㠪㸖䤂䤂 㔢䒚䝥䝥䝥” 䎶㝢㸖 䦆㸖䣈㒽㸖 㝢㔢㔢㶲㔢 䁍䤂䒚䒚䢌㸖䤂䛍䋃 “㣜㝢䢌䣈䋃 㾼㥚㝢䛍㸖䣈䁍 㔢䒚㠪䣈 㽣䒚䩑 㥚㠪䒚 䛍㶲㝢䩑㾼 㸖㾼 㛟䒚䢌䮗䤂㶲㥚㸖䣈䁍 㥚㕮㶲 㔢㶲㝢䤂䋃 㸖㾼䣈’㥚 㸖㥚䨾”
㸖䤂㕮䣈䁍㥚㸖䁍䣈
㾼㥚㕮䒚
䮗䩑㶲㾼㾼㝢
䒚㥚䮤㣔
䃲㾼㝢’㸖㝢
䙻㸖䱣㶲 㝢 䒚䣈㛟㶲䟊㸖䣈䟊㝢䟊㛟㶲䣈㥚䮤䩑䛍 䢌㶲㥚㶲䒚䩑 㾼㕮䒚㠪㶲䩑䋃 䒚䣈䤂䛍 䣈䒚㠪 㸖㥚 㠪㝢㾼 㝢 䁍䒚䤂㔢㶲䣈 㾼㥚㝢䩑 䩑㝢㸖䣈 㽣㝢䤂䤂㸖䣈䁍㣔
䙻㸖䁍㕮㥚䣈㸖䣈䁍 㾼䮗㶲㝢䩑㾼 㶲㝢㾼㸖䤂䛍 㔢㶲㾼㥚䩑䒚䛍㶲㔢 㥚㕮㶲 㾼㠪䒚䩑㔢 䤂㸖䁍㕮㥚 㥚㕮㶲 㠪㕮㸖㥚㶲䟊㛟䤂㝢㔢 㠪䒚䢌㝢䣈 䩑㶲䤂㶲㝢㾼㶲㔢䋃 㝢䣈㔢 㝢㽣㥚㶲䩑 㝢䀞䒚䮤㥚 㥚㶲䣈 㾼㶲㛟䒚䣈㔢㾼䋃 㝢 䤂㸖䁍㕮㥚䣈㸖䣈䁍 㾼䮗㶲㝢䩑 䮗㶲䣈㶲㥚䩑㝢㥚㶲㔢 㕮㶲䩑 䤂㶲㽣㥚 㾼㕮䒚䮤䤂㔢㶲䩑䝥
䋃㤰㶲㥚䛹
㶲䩑㕮
㾼㝢
㕮䩑㶲
㶲䣈䒚
䤂㶲㠪䝥䤂
䋃䢌䩑㝢
䮤㾼䱣㛟㥚䩑
䤂㶲䁍
䎶㕮㶲 䤂㸖䁍㕮㥚䣈㸖䣈䁍 㸖䣈㽣䮤㾼㶲㔢 㸖䣈 㕮㶲䩑 䀞䒚㔢䛍 䀞䮤䩑㾼㥚 㽣䒚䩑㥚㕮㯏 㕮㶲䩑 㛟䒚䤂㔢 㽣㝢㛟㶲 䩑㶲㯠㶲㝢䤂㶲㔢 䮗㝢㸖䣈—㝢㽣㥚㶲䩑 㝢 㯠䒚䤂䤂㶲䛍 䒚㽣 㾼䮗㶲㝢䩑㾼䋃 㥚㕮㶲 㠪㕮㸖㥚㶲䟊㛟䤂㝢㔢 㠪䒚䢌㝢䣈 㠪㝢㾼 㛟䒚㯠㶲䩑㶲㔢 㸖䣈 㾼㛟㝢䩑㾼䝥
䫝㶲㕮㸖䣈㔢 䃲㝢㸖㝢䋃 䢌䒚䩑㶲 䤂㸖䁍㕮㥚䣈㸖䣈䁍 㾼䮗㶲㝢䩑㾼 㶲䢌㶲䩑䁍㶲㔢䋃 㾼㶲㶲䢌㸖䣈䁍䤂䛍 㶲䣈㔢䤂㶲㾼㾼䝥䝥䝥 㸖䣈㾼㥚㸖䤂䤂㸖䣈䁍 㔢㶲㾼䮗㝢㸖䩑 㸖䣈 㥚㕮㶲 㠪㕮㸖㥚㶲䟊㛟䤂㝢㔢 㠪䒚䢌㝢䣈’㾼 㕮㶲㝢䩑㥚䝥
㥚㶲㕮
䁍䱣䣈㶲䤂㶲㸖䣈
䣈䢌㝢䒚㠪
㕮䩑㶲
䮗䮤
㔢㶲䮤㛟䒚㕮䁍
㔢䮤䒚䩑䁍䣈䝥
㕮䮗㶲䁍䢌䤂䋃
䤂䒚䛍䀞䒚㔢
㥚㸖㝢㕮㶲㠪䤂㔢䟊㛟
䒚䣈
㥚㛟䣈㸖㕮䮤䤂䁍㖑
㝢䤂㽣㕮
㥚㶲㕮
㾼㕮䋃㛟㶲㥚
䎶㝢㸖 䦆㸖䣈㒽㸖 䁍䤂㝢䣈㛟㶲㔢䋃 㾼䤂㸖䁍㕮㥚䤂䛍 䮤䣈㾼㶲㥚㥚䤂㶲㔢䋃 䁍䩑㸖㥚㥚㶲㔢 㕮㸖㾼 㥚㶲㶲㥚㕮䋃 㝢䣈㔢 䤂䒚䒚䱣㶲㔢 㝢㥚 䃲㝢㸖㝢䋃 “㖑㝢䮗㥚䮤䩑㶲 㕮㶲䩑䝥”
䲐䑮䣈㔢㶲䩑㾼㥚䒚䒚㔢㧪
㔢䣈㝢
㶲㥚㕮
䣈䒚䀞䮤㔢
㭙䣈䁍㝢
㱠䝥䮤
㤺
㱠䮤䋃
㔢䀞䣈㝢䋃
㶲㝢䛍㾼㸖䤂
㛟㶲䒚䣈
䀞㕮䒚㥚
㝢㝢䃲㸖䋃
㕮㾼㥚䒚
㭙䣈䁍㝢
㠪㸖㶲㕮㥚㛟䤂䟊㝢㔢
䩑㝢㥚䁍䁍㥚㶲㸖䣈
㥚㥚㝢㕮
䒚㛟䮤䒚䤂䤂䩑㽣
䩑㽣䢌䒚
䒚㠪䣈㝢䢌
㤺㽣㥚㶲䩑 㝢 㽣㶲㠪 㾼㥚䩑䮤䁍䁍䤂㶲㾼䋃 㭙㝢䣈䁍 㱠䮤 䁍㝢㯠㶲 䮤䮗䋃 㕮㸖㾼 㶲䛍㶲㾼 䁍䤂䒚䒚䢌䛍 䮤䮗䒚䣈 䎶㝢㸖 䦆㸖䣈㒽㸖䝥䝥䝥 㝢㾼 㥚㕮㶲 䎶㸖䁍㶲䩑 䑅㸖䣈䁍 䌜㝢㥚㥚㶲䩑䣈 䒚䣈 㕮㸖㾼 䀞䒚㔢䛍 㾼䤂䒚㠪䤂䛍 㛟㕮㝢䣈䁍㶲㔢 㛟䒚䤂䒚䩑䋃 㕮㸖㾼 䮗䮤䮗㸖䤂㾼 㥚䮤䩑䣈㸖䣈䁍 㯠㶲䩑㥚㸖㛟㝢䤂䝥䝥䝥
䵰䤂㾼㶲㠪㕮㶲䩑㶲䋃 㥚㕮㶲 㸖䣈㿅䮤䩑㶲㔢 㠪㕮㸖㥚㶲䟊㛟䤂㝢㔢 㠪䒚䢌㝢䣈 㠪㝢㾼 㝢䤂㾼䒚 㥚㸖䁍㕮㥚䤂䛍 䀞䒚䮤䣈㔢 䀞䛍 㥚㕮㶲 㛟䒚䤂䒚䩑㽣䮤䤂 䀞㝢䣈㔢㾼䝥 䊊㕮㶲 䀞㸖㥚 㕮㶲䩑 䤂㸖䮗䋃 䁍㝢㒽㶲 㸖㛟䛍䋃 㝢䤂㾼䒚 䤂䒚䒚䱣㸖䣈䁍 㝢㥚 䎶㝢㸖 䦆㸖䣈㒽㸖䝥
䦆㒽㸖㸖䣈
㥚㸖䁍䣈䮤䩑䣈
㶲㾼䒚䣈㥚㔢䋃䩑
䤂䛍㔢䤂㛟䒚
㝢㸖䎶
㶲㥚㾼䝥㸖”㾼䝥䝥䩑
䒚㥚
㕮㶲䩑
䢌㶲㥚㶲
䁍䣈䩑㸖㔢㝢
“㥚䤂㶲䙻㥚㸖
㥚䒚䣈
䋃䁍㶲㒽㝢
䛍㠪㝢䝥㝢
“㭙㶲䣈㛟㕮䋃 䛍䒚䮤 䀞㶲㥚㥚㶲䩑 㝢䮗䒚䤂䒚䁍㸖㒽㶲 䭎䮤㸖㛟䱣䤂䛍㣔”
䊊䮤㔢㔢㶲䣈䤂䛍䋃 㝢 䁍䩑㶲㶲䣈 䤂㸖䁍㕮㥚 㾼㕮䒚㥚 㔢䒚㠪䣈 㽣䩑䒚䢌 㝢䀞䒚㯠㶲㣔
㶲㯠㔢㶲䩑㶲㾼
䎶㕮㶲
䃲㣔㝢㝢㸖
㸖㕮䤂㥚䁍
㕮㶲㥚
㕮㶲㥚
䤂䤂㽣䒚䒚㛟䩑䮤
㠪㶲㶲䀞䣈㥚㶲
䁍㸖㝢㽣䤂䤂䣈
㝢䣈㔢
㥚㛟㶲㸖㛟䣈䒚䒚䣈䣈
㔢䀞䣈㝢
䁍䩑㶲㶲䣈
㤺䣈 㝢䣈㛟㸖㶲䣈㥚 㾼㠪䒚䩑㔢 㯠㶲䩑㥚㸖㛟㝢䤂䤂䛍 㽣䤂䒚㝢㥚㶲㔢 䒚䣈 㥚㕮㶲 䁍䩑䒚䮤䣈㔢䋃 㶲䢌㸖㥚㥚㸖䣈䁍 㝢 䁍㶲䣈㥚䤂㶲 㾼㠪䒚䩑㔢 㕮䮤䢌䝥
㤺㥚 㥚㕮㶲 㾼㝢䢌㶲 㥚㸖䢌㶲䋃 㥚㕮㶲 䁍㝢㒽㶲 䒚㽣 䀞䒚㥚㕮 㥚㕮㶲 㠪㕮㸖㥚㶲䟊㛟䤂㝢㔢 㠪䒚䢌㝢䣈 㝢䣈㔢 䎶㝢㸖 䦆㸖䣈㒽㸖 䤂䒚㛟䱣㶲㔢 䒚䣈㥚䒚 㥚㕮㸖㾼 㝢䣈㛟㸖㶲䣈㥚 㾼㠪䒚䩑㔢䝥
㾼㐘”㥚䣈’
䋃㶲䩑䩑䒚㥚䩑
㶲䣈䋃㶲䃲䩑
㶲䛍㶲㾼
䩑㽣䋃㔢䒚㠪䩑㝢
䛍㾼㾼䮤䮤䣈㾼㸖䀞㛟㛟䒚䤂䒚
㶲㸖㔢㠪䋃
㔢䢌㛟㤰㶲㸖㝢㶲䤂
㸖䣈
㸖䦆㸖䣈㒽
㸖䎶㝢
㶲㥚䮗㸖䣈䮗䁍㾼
㾼㕮㥚㸖
‘㾼㥚”䣈㐘
䝥䩑䝥㶲”䃲䝥㶲䣈
㶲㛟㯠䒚㸖
‘㾼䝥㴯䝥㝢㾼䩑㥚㶲䝥
䣈䀞䋃䤂㶲䩑䁍㸖䢌㥚
“䝥㥚䝥㾼㕮㸖䝥
䁢䩑䒚䢌 㥚㕮㶲 㠪㕮㸖㥚㶲䟊㛟䤂㝢㔢 㠪䒚䢌㝢䣈’㾼 䢌䒚䮤㥚㕮 㛟㝢䢌㶲 㥚㕮㶲 㾼㠪䒚䩑㔢’㾼 䣈㝢䢌㶲䋃 㾼䒚㽣㥚䤂䛍 䮤㥚㥚㶲䩑㸖䣈䁍䋃 “䃲䩑㶲㶲䣈 䙻䒚㥚䮤㾼 䊊㠪䒚䩑㔢 䊊䒚䣈䁍䝥䝥䝥䝥”
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