Extraordinary – Ordinary – Soap!

Mr. Ezio has been the head of the village in this village for many years. It builds up a white beard and has an atmosphere where majesty and people's goodness live together.

"Well, you must have helped Jot. Jot will tell you the story. Come on, narrow, but please come to my awkward house."

Mr. Ezio narrowed his amber eyes and invited us into his home.

Disturbing you as you were, in awe, there was Mr. Giotto holding Dahlia to his knees.

"Virgin!

"Lucia!

Seeing my face, Mr. Giotto rises to kick the chair. I made sure I slipped off my knees, and Dahlia ran over.

"I am not the Virgin. The Virgin is here."

Let me just deny this. I am not a Virgin. The first ”chavon" was a terrific magic trick! I found it to have a strange effect because it's really here lately!

As I embraced Daria, I corrected Ms. Giotto's words.

"Still, she's a Virgin to me. You... No, if it wasn't for you, I would have left Dahlia to die. No matter how thankful you are, I want you to let me tell you. Thank you. Truly, you are the benefactor of life."

"Yeah, thanks Lucia! Grandpa, help me. Thanks to Lucia, she told me that she was screwing her grandfather again. I was so happy!

I was thanked by both of them, and Romina gently slapped me on the back, laughing, to calm me down.

"Both Giotto and Dahlia, you definitely helped them, lady. Okay, Ezio. They need luggage and food to travel. I can't afford the cash, but if it is, can we just scratch it out of the village?

"Well, shall we? Sorry, traveler. Is that okay with you?

"Yes, very helpful. If you'll excuse me, please sweeten your words and share food, water, etc."

Regardless of the money, I would be very grateful if the problem of food or something would be solved. Mr. Ceres thought so, too, and he was immediately nodding at the offer.

Emergency tools on blankets, ropes, knives, towels, change of clothes and soap, and food on water bottles. More and more of the various things you need for your journey will gather on the table at Mr. Ezio's house.

"Wow!"

Something unexpectedly came down from my head and took away my sight. Pulling something out of its face with surprise, it was a light yellow piece in a gentle shade.

"I'll give you that."

Looking back to those whose voices spoke, there was Mr. Lella.

"You're wearing Grandma Romina's clothes, aren't you? You can't dress like that next to Mr. Celestino! It's just plain."

"Mr. Lella."

"... uh, no. No, I'm not. I came to apologize to you..."

Lella lowered her head toward me with a steady face.

"I'm sorry I said terrible things yesterday! It was wrong of me to hit you like you're happy because your marriage doesn't work out. I went home and Grandma was so mad at me that I finally realized I was terrible, but I'm sorry I'm late to apologize."

"There's nothing I can do to hurt you if I apologize, so at least I want to make amends by helping you with your journey. That's Sister Carla's clothes. I used to dye it out with apricot leaves with me, but it turned out to be a great color, and the two of us made a piece. It seems like my one is for you, so I'll give it to you, Sister Carla. Maybe that would make Sister Carla happier."

"Grandma's? This."

Dahlia's voice overlapped where I wondered who Kara would be.

"Yes, Dahlia's mother's. I got it by foreshadowing it. He's the one who helped Uncle Giotto make sure Dahlia didn't miss him. I'm sure Sister Carla would like to thank you too. Thanks to you, Dahlia won't have to cry again."

When Mr. Lella called Dahlia in, she tried to wrap her skirt around her and hugged her.

"Thank you, Lella, Dahlia!

"So when is it this way to thank you!

"Thank you, Lucia!

Embracing the clothes Lella gave me, I laughed at Lella and Dahlia.