Yoshizane and his friends spent the day searching for this pond, that river, and other water places, dropping fishing lines. By now it was already the third day. When I think that the deadline is until today, my heart remains impatient and irritated. There is a legend that in the time of the god of the sea, he went to the Dragon Palace of the Sea in search of the lost fishing hook. There is also a story that Taro Urashima was so absorbed in catching bonito and sea bream that he did not return home for seven days.
In the situation where no progress was made, the three repeated expectations and disappointments every time they drew a loser.
Then someone from the downstream comes towards us, singing loudly. When the three looked back in the direction of the voice, it was a dirty looking beggar. Her wild hair looks like black pampas grass that has been burned in the fields in spring, and the hem of her hakama looks like seaweed washed up on the beach in autumn. In addition, the hands and face have suspicious growths, and it is hard to believe that they are human skin. A ripe bitter melon, a split pomegranate, or the back of an old toad wouldn’t be too bad. Still life is precious. He is shunned by the world and does not die even if he is hated by people. Even just looking at it is disgusting, but I wonder if the person himself doesn’t think anything of it.
If you listen to him singing in a hoarse voice while striking a wooden vessel with a slanted bottom,
“I can see the village, I can see the village, the white sails run and the wind is fine,
Ships calling at the port of Awa are strong against waves and tides,
Let’s all pull, I’ll pull too.”
It comes while repeating. When he stopped by the riverside, he stared at the three of them fishing. The man’s pus and blood smelled so bad that the three of them covered their noses and thought, ‘Hurry up and leave!’
“I don’t know how you guys are fishing. What are you planning to catch if you throw away all the crucian carp and shrimp you caught?”
He asks me persistently. Ujimoto reluctantly turned his head,
“What we want is carp. We don’t need other fish. We don’t want to waste life, so we release all but the target carp.”
Hearing that, the beggar burst into laughter,
“Searching for carp in a place like this is more useless than finding a fox in Sado or a horse in Izu. It seems that there are no carp even in Yamanashi prefecture.I don’t know if it’s because of the climate.It’s said that they don’t live in small countries.Seeking for something that doesn’t exist is a wasteful killing of life. prize”
clap his hands and laugh.
Yoshizane unintentionally threw away the pole,
“That’s right. There’s no way giant fish can live here, and there’s no way a phoenix can play in a forest of swallows. Why am I looking at the world so narrowly? Even so, it was foolish to think of a carp as an example of a dragon, even though I knew that there were no carp in this region. I now know that it was a bad idea deep down in the heart of the person who told me to go fishing, and if I hadn’t met this tramp, I would have been successful in that operation. rice field”
And now I have come to understand.
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