The world of war was a thing of the past when people killed each other.
Everyone in Edo now is helping each other out and living a life of sincerity.
Mishimaya, which takes its name from the town of Mishimachou in Kanda-sujikai,
is a well-known bag shop between Ichikawa and Marukaku,
where the owner, Ihei, and his wife, Otami, have built up a reputation in their generation
Mishimaya
from selling bags made from bamboo grass.
Bags from Mishimaya~
Then, his lovely niece Ochika from Kawasaki Inn came to serve them,
Ochika
but there seemed to be a reason for her arrival.
Ihei was able to get his Go rival, Tokichi Matsudaya,
to tell a strange story about his early days.
Ihei was completely captivated by this story
and asked me if I had anything more interesting to tell him.
I know it takes a little bit of drunkenness
to collect a hundred stories,
but I've decided that I'm not going to live to be this old...
2nd Night Haunted House
Mishimaya Head Clerk Yasosuke
Hey, Touan-san, since it's just you and me, I'm going to ask you straight....
What is it?
Intermediary Touan
You are often visiting us these days, aren't you?
What are you here to talk about with the Master?
Head Maid Oshima
It's none of your business.
Oh, no...
I was wondering if you were
looking for a new apprentice, sir.
If that happens, does that mean you'll be offered leave of absence?
Hey...don't say it so loud.
I can feel my stomach twisting when I hear the voices of those two men.
I've been invited by a number of other people in the same business.
- Yaso-san. - Yes.
If you don't discipline yourself
to discern at the appearance and character of your customers,
even if Mishimaya becomes a bigger shop from now on
you won't be able to be the Head Clerk.
Hahaha...
"Hahaha..."? Sigh.
I wonder if I'll ever get a day off.
Would you like one? Mishimaya's famous bags.
Are you from the reputed Mishimaya bag shop?
Yes, would you like to see, big sister?
Please show me the way.
Eh? ...right.
It seems like the workmanship is in place.
Ochika, I'm going to give you a job.
Anything.
From today on, this will be your Black-White room.
What?
Starting today, every fifth day, a guest will come to this tatami room.
And he will tell a story to you.
What are you talking about?
You are only a listener.
When you have finished listening, you will examine it carefully and share it with me.
What do you mean?
I'm here to challenge the black and white of the game,
but you are here to lay out the black and white of the various things that happen in this world.
Well, white is not necessarily white and black is not necessarily black, but there may be colors in between.
Uncle, I have a job as a maid.
I can't just sit back and relax while I take care of your customers.
So we can just call this work, too.
What exactly do you want me to do?
All you have to do is listen to what they have to say just like you did from Matsudaya-san.
Why do you think people like that get together?
Ah, it's like craftsmanship.
Head of Mishimaya Ihei
I collect them.
I relied on the help of many intermediaries, newspapers, and thief-takers.
During the Edo period in Japan, hired thief-takers were individuals who were employed to capture criminals.
"Mishimaya, located at the end of the Sujikaibashi, is collecting strange stories."
"If you have any, please send them over."
"You would be rewarded!"... is how they get word out.
What's that, Uncle?
Is this a new pastime?
Yes, it is! It's my pastime.
It is very interesting to hear strange stories.
If that's the case, do it yourself.
I don't want to.
I'm busy.
I don't have all day to see people all the time, don't I?
The stories of people I want to hear about take much longer if I actually had to hear them.
But I still want to hear interesting stories.
So, when you take my place,
after closing the store, you can slowly summarize it and let me listen to it.
Would someone like Matsudaya-san have talked to me like that?
Ochika.
People talk to you, because it's you.
If you say so....
But when you're alone with someone you've never met before
it's not easy to get them to talk.
I'm not a thief-taker, you know.
Just do as you did to Matsudaya-san.
That.... just happened.
Then let it happen.
Uncle, you spread the word that there would be rewards for telling strange stories, right?
Yes, it is.
If that's the case,
you might get people making up stories for money as a reward.
If you can tell if they're making it up or if telling the truth, that would be your achievement.
But Ochika.
To be able to find out if the guest made up the story,
or if he just wanted money,
you have to be able to see that far to get the job done.
It's impossible to do such a difficult thing!
It's still easy when a whole story is made up.
It's possible that some parts of the story are different, or have been left out, or added to.
Even then, you have to think carefully about why the guest would say such a thing after discerning black from white.
Oh, that's right!
I'll give you all the tea cakes you desire.
Well, the first guest is scheduled to arrive at 8 o'clock.
You have less than half an hour to go, so get dressed.
I'll boil the water and let you get ready, so you won't have to worry about that.
Oshima!
Ha... Yes!
Uncle.
How about sweet been jelly from Nagahamaya today?
Oh, Oshima. Do a little something.
Ochika has an important job for me....
Head Clerk, Head Clerk!
Yes, yes, what is it?
Welcome, customer.
Please, this way, please...
Mishimaya's bagged goods. Come to Mishimaya~
Please go ahead.
I wonder what's about to start?
Who knows? I sure don't.
Please come in.
Please take a seat here.
Please wait a moment.
Yaso-san, I heard that today's guest is a woman.
Yes, she is. She's a gorgeous older woman!
I wonder what they will talk about?
Hey? I don't know anything about that.
Excuse me.
My name is Chika, niece of Ihei.
I am Taka.
I came to know of this place through an intermediary, Touan-san.
Yes, I am aware of that.
Is it true what they say about your uncle
being a stylish man and putting on new kinds of entertainment?
Yes.
How did Touan-san describe the plan?
That you wanted a new version of One Hundred Stories.
Yes.
I will pass on your story to my uncle.
And what are you going to do about it?
That's... I don't know either.
We will not do anything that would cause us to leak the information to anyone else,
so please do not worry.
Otaka
As a person who has now become so well established and comfortable,
it may indeed be a nice pastime to listen to other people's unusual stories.
I apologize for being such an inexperienced listener.
You not only have good hold of yourself, but you also have
a certain air about you that makes me want to talk to you.
I am much obliged.
Now, please listen.
The story I have brought you
is about a haunted house.
What?
This happened when I was still a naive little girl.
Otaka, 6 years old
I lived in a tenement house in Kobunacho, north of Nihonbashi,
with my father, mother, older brother, older sister and younger brother.
My father's name was Tatsujiro.
He was a locksmith by trade.
He did not have a shop, he was a roving locksmith, carrying his tools wherever he worked.
We lived a poor but happy life.
More please.
Harukichi... Harukichi!
Dad's home.
He wants to talk to us.
What the hell is wrong with you?
I was worried about you because you came home late.
Hehehe, my bad, my bad.
Well, listen.
Father, Locksmith Tatsujiro
Do you know about Andouzaka?
Mother Osan
There are many samurai residences in that area, right?
Yes, yes.
I've never been called for business in that area, even when I've been walking around the area.
But you see, the other day after the rain...
I was walking around that area and...
I found a very beautiful quilted silk garment.
It must have been blown away by the wind while hanging out to dry.
Our locksmiths have a rule not to miss a house that's drying laundry.
Because it would have a storehouse, which often needs a lock.
The kimonos were all very expensive.
Sorry, please. I am a locksmith.
Do you need a key or a lock?
It seems to have fallen from the pole.
Oh, thank you.
Sorry to trouble you.
If you're a locksmith, you've come to the right place.
Really.
I thought to myself, "I hit the jackpot".
I can tell by the behavior of the maid that this was not a samurai house.
If he was a merchant and had a house like this, he must be very rich.
Head Clerk.
It's a locksmith.
He really came out of his own accord, didn't he?
Ah~ Is that the lock of this storehouse?
Please feel free to let me know of any other repairs you may need.
I was wondering about the reason.
Either they were moving the Head out of the house and whoever was locked up,
or they have emptied out the storehouse and are about to let someone else in.
This is rare.
Can I have a look at it?
Is this made of wood inside too?
So the key must be made of wood, too.
I don't have a key.
Ah~ You don't have one?
How did you get it open?
Isn't this the lock to the storehouse?
No, it's from this storehouse.
It's been hanging on the door the whole time.
I have one thing to discuss with you.
Yes.
Would you be willing to make a key for the lock?
Thank you, sir.
I would love to do so,
but I've never worked on a wooden lock before.
I have never handled such a thing before,
so it might be too much for me to handle.
You're saying you can't?
Oh, no, no...
If I made a promise without due consideration, please accept my apologies
I don't care about that stuff.
Just do it. That's all I ask.
I'll leave it with you.
What a coincidence that you happened to pass by here today.
I had a bad feeling and my chest heaved.
I knew it was better say no to this one, but my mouth got the better of me.
In that case, I will take care of it.
Oh, well, thanks. That's very helpful.
Put the kimono and obi away.
May I offer you a replacement lock while I take care of this one?
No, I don't need it.
Anyway, locksmith...
Yes.
Do you have a wife and children?
Yes, I do.
Then you must never show that lock to your wife or children.
Promise me that.
That... that's us, right?
Wh... who else could it be? Right?
So I said, "I am a craftsman".
"I would never allow a bunch of kids and my wife to tamper with my prized possessions!"
is how I answered him.
I went to the Master Seiroku's place on the way back.
Master! It's Tatsujiro. Are you there?
Sorry for intruding!
Oh! Tatsu, what's up?
Hey.
Actually, I have a rare lock in my possession,
but I don't think I'll be able to handle it.
What are you talking about?
Master Locksmith Seiroku
Can't you even manage such a thing by yourself yet?
Heh. How many years have you been on your own?
Oh. Sorry.
But this....
Huh?
I've never seen anything like it.
Hmmm?
What the hell is this?
I see your master is doing well.
It's been a long time since we last saw each other.
Yeah...
he was a master at that.
Two days after I left the lock with him,
I came back to see him...
Sorry to bother you.
Hey, Tatsu.
There's something wrong with that lock.
Somehow, it's really slippery.
What happened to your hand, master?
It bit me.
Huh?
What?
You mean, "bitten"
by... the lock?
Yeah.
I didn't know what he was talking about.
Then, you know, in the back of the room,
his grandson was yelling like he was on fire.
I'm scared! Do it over there!
It's all right now.
I'm scared! I'm scared!
Do it over there!
Seitaro, what's wrong?
You didn't touch this lock, did you?
His body is as hot as a raging fire.
It must be all this guy's fault.
Master, what is the reason for this?
The master spends his time at night fiddling with the lock and won't listen to anything I say.
He hates to be picked on.
Master, locks are not living things.
No, it's a living thing!
Look...look.
Locksmith, I hope you don't feel too bad about burning your customer's belongings.
Ah, I have lost my face.
Well then, can I ask you for one more favor?
Yes, what is it?
I want you to live in this mansion for a year.
This time next year, I suppose...
until there's a light snow flurry.
Uhm... in this house?
It's like being away from home.
I'd also like you to make a lock that fits that storehouse.
If you fulfill your promise, I will pay you
100 ryo in return.
1 ryo in current currency is difficult to estimate due to differing values of goods and services at the time, but it is anywhere between tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands of today's yen.
100 ryo?
My lady is really cute when she makes a face like that.
Like a moving doll.
A young lady growing up in a family of Mishimaya-san's means
shouldn't be surprised by a hundred ryo or so.
That's why I thought it must not have been long since Ochika-san came to Mishimaya.
For Mishimaya, 100 ryo is a lot of money.
I think my aunt and uncle would roll their eyes like I did if they were suddenly asked a hundred ryo.
Well, then, try it out.
A merchant's discretion to move money is not determined by the size of his store.
So what determines that discretion?
It's all about momentum.
Mishimaya-san has momentum, you know.
Momentum...?
Do you think we moved into that very ominous house, my lady?
In exchange for 100 ryo.
I know you must have had a lot of problems,
but I don't think you can just walk by and ask for advice like that.
Are you saying that my mother decided that it was okay to take the little ones with her?
That's....
Did Tatsujiro live there by himself?
But the Head Clerk said, "You can't do it alone".
He said, "I can't pay 100 ryo unless you have your children with you".
So, my parents had many arguments.
Hey, Osan.
Listen, it'll be a year, just one year.
If you just wait that long, the hundred ryo will roll in.
We can all live better.
You can even have a store.
Dear... what's important is the weight of the hundred ryo.
To you, a hundred ryo is the price of our family's life.
What, you... that's an exaggeration.
There must be something in the mansion.
It would be a hell of a place to live.
That Head Clerk feels sorry for you, so he wants to give you 100 ryo.
Dear... think about it.
A hundred ryo is... when looked at the left side or right side, it's still a hundred ryo!
The weight is the same!
Hey, don't you want a hundred ryo?
Right?
Just ask your master.
Go visit him and ask him what you should do!
That's what my mother said.
Your mother is a smart person.
Thank you very much.
But, my lady...
a woman, especially a wife,
is only as smart as her treasure.
It is up to the husband to make the most of it or kill it.
As soon as he was told, he went to consult with Master Seiroku....
That's suspicious~.
But there would be no use in stopping you.
You totally want to do it.
But...
Master...
Because... it's 100 ryo.
Tatsu, leave the children with me.
Don't move in together.
That's not what we talked about.
Bring the children, too.
Otherwise, I won't be able to pay the hundred ryo.
Sir,
my master was bitten by that lock,
and his grandson got a fever as soon as he touched it!
What the hell is in this house?
As long as I don't understand that, I can't bring my children here!
Didn't you tell me not to show that lock to my children because you knew they would be a hindrance?
It was that lock that was the hindrance.
Now that the lock was burned,
there is nothing suspicious about this mansion.
If that's the case, why are you letting me live here?
I'm just saying that we need someone to watch over the house, so I'll pay you for your labor.
Is a hundred ryo not enough?
It's good, isn't it?
If you say no, I will look elsewhere.
My mother was very disappointed.
But you know, my father was already blinded by the hundred ryo...
It was a long way to Andouzaka.
When Tatsujiro-san first visited Andouzaka's mansion,
the maid said, "he came out of his own accord," right?
The Head Clerk criticized her for it.
Is it because they didn't want to be found?
He was a strange man.
Tatsujiro-san was summoned out of nowhere....
Who summoned him?
I wonder... I don't know...
The lock... was it?
That might be true.
Were the storehouses left unlocked?
No matter what kind of lock he brought, it was completely useless and would not lock at all.
What do you think happened in the mansion after this?
I don't know.
Do you still think the lock was a living thing?
No,
somehow I can't help but think that the creepy lock was just the start of a story,
and that the main part was a mansion.
I've been listening to Otaka-san's story,
and I'm wondering
if the storehouse was part of the mansion and the storehouse interfered with the lock?
My lady is indeed a clever one.
I'm sorry. I said something unnecessary.
What are you talking about?
That is why Mishimaya-san chose you to listen to "One Hundred Stories".
My lady is right.
The Head Clerk who comes to the house every once in a while, told me,
the locks have been coming off by themselves from time to time.
He said there are times when the power of the storehouse trumps the power of the lock.
He doesn't know when that will happen.
That's why they say they can't live there calmly.
But at last the lock was gone.
What happened to the house once you all settled in?
That's the thing...
Shall I tell you about the time when we arrived at the mansion?
There were countless rooms,
but we used only three, including the kitchen,
and never set foot in any of the other sitting rooms.
The Head Clerk, who came by from time to time,
told us to use only what was convenient,
and he did not tell us to stay away from the storehouse,
so my sister and I would go in and play with the beautiful kimonos.
It's spacious, warm, and clean,
and it's not like a rear tenement house with a draft blowing through it.
It occurred to me.
I thought this house was a living thing.
It always cleaned itself up without us having to do anything.
As the year drew to a close, we were left feeling terribly sad.
I was sad to say goodbye to this mansion.
You can leave the mansion now that the promised year has passed.
Thanks for everything.
You all did a really good job.
Or...
would you like to live here some more?
...he says.
So you continued to live there?
Yes.
I still live in the mansion on Andouzaka.
Is everyone all right?
Yes, without incident.
Is this the end?
Yes.
Are you done telling your story?
Yes.
But...
you first said it was about a haunted house.
Yes, I told you.
Then, something like this...
You don't think it's an interesting story?
Are you saying that
it would be boring tale of a Hundred Stories if our family didn't suffer?
Not at all. No such thing.
But that's not what this story is about, is it?
You have gone to the trouble of collecting strange stories,
but if it is a happy ending story where no one dies, then it's not worth it, right?
Did you make a mockery?
I am a girl who knows nothing of business or the world,
but here I sit in the place of Ihei, the owner of Mishimaya.
Your statement is the same as saying that you look down on Mishimaya.
My lady is truly a clever one.
Hey~ , Ochika-san?
You must be feeling a little cramped in your own home.
Even though they are very kind to you,
they are only your aunt and uncle, right?
Besides, you have a painful old story that you don't want to remember but can't.
I'm sorry to hear you had to suffer at such a young age.
But no amount of regret will bring the deceased back.
What has happened cannot be erased.
Why...
There is nothing to say.
Don't make such a scary face.
I am fully aware of your situation.
I didn't ask Mishimaya-san.
I know what I'm talking about.
We are looking for someone like you.
Come with me
to that mansion.
And live in that mansion.
There are many kimonos in the storehouse that would suit you.
There is nothing to be afraid of.
I told you all about it, didn't I?
There is nothing to be afraid of.
Why me...
The Andouzaka mansion is still standing.
Ochika-san has no use for a hundred ryo, right?
But you need some peace of mind, don't you?
It awaits you in the mansion, you know?
Come on...
Come with me.
Together.
My lady!
- Ochika-sama! - Sister Otaka!
Please stop!
Ah, my... my lady. Ah... are you safe?
You are a lady from the Mishimaya family, aren't you?
I am terribly sorry for my rudeness!
This woman is a relative of mine, but she is actually ill.
She's sick?
That's right.
Today, I was supposed to be invited to the One Hundred Stories,
but something urgent came up on my way out the door,
and while I was running late,
this person took the liberty of visiting Mishimaya-san.
I am very sorry!
Shall I call a doctor?
We appreciate your concern.
We have the shopkeepers waiting outside,
so we will take her home right now.
Thank you for your concern.
Then I will call my attendants.
If I may ask, are you Harukichi-san?
This person's brother....
No, I apologize once again.
I am from the sandal wholesaler Echigoya in Horiecho, my name is Seitaro.
Echigoya Seitaro
Has my sister spoken to you?
My grandfather on my mother's side was a locksmith, and his name was Seiroku.
Oh, the master in the story....
The locksmith whose hand was bitten by the lock from the Andouzaka mansion?
The child who developed a fever when he touched the lock, is me facing you now.
I see....
Did she invite my lady to the Andouzaka residence?
Is it true that Otaka-san's family lived in a mansion
on Andouzaka for a year in exchange for 100 ryo?
My sister's family of six, moved to the area.
But after a year,
she was the only one who came back.
What... where are the others?
I still don't know where they are.
We're here....
Excuse me.
Ah~ scary!
Wife of Mishimaya Otami
That's why I had already told you not to do such a strange thing.
Seitaro is scheduled to come in the day after tomorrow.
I'll be with you then.
Oh, Uncle, wasn't the One Hundred Stories my job?
I heard that Mr. Seitaro is a rather good-looking young man.
I can't leave you alone with your groom-to-be.
Well, if you insist on being alone, I'll pass.
What are you two talking about, seriously!
I would like to express my sincere apologies and gratitude.
It is a small gift, but please accept it
That's very kind of you. I am much obliged.
How is your sister feeling?
I am grateful for your concern.
If you don't mind, I would like to continue the story
of what happened to my sister and her family.
Oh~ I've been waiting for that!
I know this is short notice,
but would it be possible for you to come with me to Andouzaka?
Take care.
Mishimaya-san. Ochika-san.
Please get in.
Let's go! Right!
This is where the mansion was located.
What my sister told you happened about 15 years ago.
Seiroku, my maternal grandfather,
was not pleased when his apprentice, Tatsujiro,
decided to move here.
Leave the children with me.
Don't move in together.
Master... I can't live apart from my children!
I want to work for them because they are my children!
If that's the case, I'll go to the mansion every once in a while.
At that time,
if your wife or one of your children looks sick,
I will do everything I can to bring them back, even if it means grabbing them by the neck.
All right?
Yes!
I'm going out for a bit.
Where to?
Go to Tatsu's place on Andouzaka.
Have a safe trip.
However, when my grandfather goes out to Andouzaka,
he gets a fever, chills, can't stand on his back.
It's the creepiest thing I've ever seen.
So I hired a messenger and got Tatsujiro to come over.
Master. There's nothing to worry about.
My wife and children are doing well!
We even put up a magnificent lock.
It's a beautiful house, and the living conditions are so nice
it's a shame it's only for a year.
Oh, okay. Why don't you join me for a while?
No.
I have to go home now and put in a new lock.
Come on, at least have a drink with me.
My grandfather asked him to show his face once every half a month.
Tatsujiro would always say "yes"
and come back to the house to talk about the joys of life in the mansion as usual.
But my skeptical grandfather had the local thief-taker check it out...
It was originally a samurai residence,
and we in the town cannot hear or touch it,
but there is no doubt it's a suspicious place.
One thing I was able to grab hold of was
the storehouse in the mansion.
I heard it was used as a prison cell once upon a time.
Well, I don't know who was locked up and under what circumstances.
However,
it seems that even if the original owner,
a lineage descended from the samurai Heike family,
died out and the owner was replaced,
someone else was locked in the storehouse again and again,
until at last no one lived there anymore.
Hmmm.
Then, who is the Head Clerk who offered the 100 ryo?
According to a man who works in the area,
once every five years or so,
a man in a well-tailored kimono comes to him
and asks for a maid for a few days to hang out the clothing from the storehouse to dry.
I hear they give pretty good money.
Tatsujiro probably met with the Head Clerk.
Who is this man?
I have no idea who that is.
Also, an old man in the neighborhood
told me that the mansion on Andouzaka swallows people...
Swallows.... people?
Then, on the next scheduled day,
Tatsujiro did not visit for the first time.
My grandfather waited a day or two, then another day,
then numbly got up.
Tatsu!
Hey, Osan!
Are you there?
What the hell are you doing making all this?
Hey!
Is there anyone here?
Hey, Tatsu!
Otaka?
Little Taka! Little Taka!
Wh-What's the matter with you, all alone in a place like this...?
What happened to your father and mother?
Hey, you...
What were you doing? What?
Let's go together!
I want to stay here.
I'm not going anywhere.
Here. Stay here.
Where is everybody?
What have you been doing?
I am....
Soon it will be this girl's turn.
Leave me alone!
I can't go yet! It's not my turn yet!
I have to stay here!
Little Taka, let's go.
It's my turn next!
I want to stay here!
Hey~!
Someone... this child.
Dad, what happened?
I've been there. I've been to that mansion.
You guys, whatever you do, don't go near there!
Get some clothes.
Yeah!
Seitaro 4 years old
That mansion...
it swallows people!
Tatsujiro, his wife and children
were all swallowed up!
Everyone...
My parents somehow managed to coax my grandfather into sleeping in the back room.
But just before dawn my grandfather disappeared.
And by noon that day, we learned that the mansion had caught fire.
The reason why such news was delivered to my home
is because my grandfather's corpse was found lying here.
My grandfather set the house on fire and burned himself to the ground.
Since then, this place has been like this.
Already nothing...
But that is not all.
Many human bones were found around the storehouse.
What?
Hmmm...that would be....
Uncle, what are you thinking?
Ochika. You think so, don't you?
I can't say this in front of Seitaro-san...
My thoughts are... as such.
Tatsu!
Osan!
So much...
Ah...
Otaka?
Little Taka!
What's wrong? Alone in a place like this...
Where are your father and mother?
Whoa...?
Little Taka, let's go!
I want to stay here!
I'm not going anywhere!
Stay here! Stay here!
Little Taka! Don't go back!
No! Don't go!
It's her turn next!
Otaka...
No matter how many locks were made,
they could not be hung on the storehouse.
Tatsujiro may have gone crazy
and killed the entire family.
On the one hand,
I suspect that my grandfather may have set the house on fire
to hide it from the world.
I know it must be hard for you to think that way.
Maybe everyone has been swallowed up by the mansion.
Only Otaka saw the truth, though.
Sister Otaka came to live with us...
After a few days, she still wouldn't talk.
She sat around all day like a doll.
Then one day...
When the maid saw a shadowy figure in Otaka's tatami room,
she thought something was wrong and ran over to it,
where she found a hundred ryo.
Ma'am! Ma'am!
What?
Since then,
Sister Otaka started talking.
It seemed to have healed for a bit.
We grew up as brother and sister, so we understand.
It was not Sister Otaka herself who invited my lady to come to Andouzaka's mansion.
After the house burned down,
the creature that had been living in the house
became attached to Sister Otaka,
appearing from time to time and inviting new residents to come and stay.
That's what it seems to me.
I too
saw the mansion in Otaka-san's eyes.
Ochika... is that so?
Come with me.
Together.
And live in that mansion.
That wasn't the true Otaka-san.
So far, Sister Otaka has behaved strangely,
but it has only been around Echigoya.
But this time is not like other times.
Echigoya also has built a confinement room for my sister.
Sad to say.