I Quit My Job and Run a Café - Chapter 503



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Episode 503: Plague [6]

ancestral rites.

A ritual is a ceremony in which an offering is made to a god, spirit, or the soul of a dead person.

I’ve done it in both the East and the West.

This means that it has nothing to do with civilization, but of course, in Japan, they do this kind of thing in shrines and such.

You might think that the West doesn’t do this, but that’s not the case.

They did it all too.

As urbanization progressed, it became cumbersome, so it was not done… … .

“I told you, people can’t do that.”

Anyway, four more days passed.

It’s been 14 days, but surprisingly, none of my men, the red coats or the samurai, have died.

Even the guy who had been careless at first and dug up the corpse survived.

To be honest, I think he survived not because of Seongsu, but because he was strong.

Isn’t the fact that a guy who lived like that in 19th century Japan became an adult a testament to his strength?

“Go, thank you!”

“Okay. It seems inappropriate for me to be the one thanking the Lord I believe in, who protected us.”

But what… … .

How would they know such facts?

In other words, other than this guy, the other kids actually survived with the help of preventive injections, or rather preventive liquids, from the abscess.

“But then what about this feeling… … .”

“There is such a thing as a donation. When we return to England, we will make it official in your name.”

“I, really? That kind of trouble… …? I heard England is at the ends of the earth… … .”

“Haha. I’m a doctor by profession and a believer in God. Can you say that it’s hard work?”

“No, then instead of staying like this, go home… … .”

“There’s no rush. Let’s offer a sacrifice first. I told you, people can’t do that.”

So I decided to formally collect donations.

‘Are you really going to England and giving it your all?’

‘Of course.’

‘really?’

‘I’ll take a little commission. To be honest, I was busier than the Lord this time. Why are you suddenly looking at the sky?’

‘I did that because I was afraid that lightning would strike.’

‘Ah… … That’s not true. He’s a very generous person.’

Liston was shocked at my behavior and started clicking his tongue.

Even so, it was only for a very short time.

He also ended up moving around and collecting money.

It’s not that his outstanding brain has gone anywhere, and since Korean and Japanese are somewhat similar, he was already better at Japanese than I was.

“money.”

“Ah, hi!”

“More.”

“Hi!”

I think it might be because the direction is clear.

Actually, I wonder how he could do that… … .

“Hey, that guy is no good!”

While I was thinking that, they pushed in another sane person.

Surprisingly, it is not the samurai or the interpreters who do this, but the villagers who do it.

I asked them to offer a mountain offering of an appropriate size, but they have already brought in an unknown number of people.

He didn’t even seem to feel particularly guilty.

I couldn’t believe it.

‘No… … and she’s a kid?’

Oh, just because he’s young doesn’t mean he’s a real baby. He’s just a little younger than me.

So, you’re a teenager… … .

‘Looking at it this way, it looks pretty.’

She’s a girl.

uh?

Now that I think about it, they were all girls.

When I calculated how many girls of this age would there be in a village of about 200 households, it seemed like they were just going around in circles.

‘Look at the gender discrimination.’

Certainly, Japan seems more underdeveloped than Korea in this regard.

Well, I haven’t been to 19th century Joseon, so I can’t say for sure…

Contrary to our prejudices, I heard that Joseon was a society with less gender discrimination than we thought.

Well, I didn’t hear it from someone who studied it properly, I just heard it from a friend who reads web novels, so it’s a bit uncertain.

“What kind of person do you want?”

Anyway, after I took my fourth bite, the interpreter came running.

He had a really embarrassed look on his face.

I thought he was crazy.

Because I never once said I needed anyone.

“I told you I don’t need anyone. Didn’t Brother Liston bring them?”

Our Liston… … .

Wasn’t that the guy who caught that big bear all by himself in America?

This was no exception.

‘You need meat, right?’ he said, and then suddenly ran into the mountains and fields and caught it.

There was a bear literally the size of a house.

The skin was also peeled off like a ghost, creating a quality that resembles something out of a human body mystery.

I was planning to light a fire later, put it out when smoke started rising, and let the villagers take care of their health.

It is a sight that would steal the attention of anyone, not just an interpreter, once they see it.

The guy glanced at the bear, then shook his head.

“No… … It’s not an offering, it’s a thank you.”

“Thank you… …? What are you talking about?”

“Aren’t you emptying out all the best houses right now?”

“Ah… … We don’t need it.”

The Japanese countryside in the 19th century was a pretty horrible place.

I don’t know if it would be different if it was a house built after the Meiji Restoration had succeeded…

This is not it.

The house of the village chief or Nabal is quite large, but it is in ruins here and there, perhaps due to the repeated famines that have left it unmanaged.

There may have been a time when it was okay, but if I told you to go in and sleep right now, it would be like experiencing a ruined house.

“Oh, please don’t say ‘we’.”

“huh?”

That’s when Liston stepped in.

As I was blinking with eyes that showed that I didn’t understand, Liston came up to me and whispered in my ear.

“I’ll allow you one night, something like that… … ?”

“Ah… …? Oh. No, then what do you mean by thank you?”

“Haha, that’s true. We had a hard time, right?”

“No, but even so, are you saying you’re just going to sleep?”

“What a barrier. Think about it. People like us who are excellent have a duty to spread seeds here and there.”

“Don’t be silly… Don’t be silly.”

I feel that the deep roots of eugenics have already grown.

There is an academic foundation there that the great powers can exploit as they travel around the world, so that says it all.

Even Darwin’s theory of evolution will put a wedge in there.

The result is a really strange theory… … .

We white people are a good race chosen by God and at the same time, as the most evolved human beings, we have the duty and right to teach, civilize (and exploit) the rest of the inferior races.

This could be called an outrageous theory that mixes evolution and creationism to suit one’s needs.

“What the hell.”

“And you want to do that, brother?”

“I want to do that. It’s pretty.”

“I remember him. He had smallpox. He got better thanks to the food we gave him… … I don’t think he’s in perfect condition yet.”

“Umm… … .”

“Do you want to rape the patient?”

“Oh, you’re committing a crime? It was mutually agreed upon.”

“He understood? It was the village guys here who did it.”

At my words, Liston groaned as if his remaining conscience was beginning to waver.

That’s one of the reasons why I hang out with this guy.

If you say with force, “I’m going to do it!”, who can stop you?

But how fortunate it is that I can control it to some extent with just my three-inch tongue.

“What the hell.”

“Yes. Let’s not forget that we are human beings with free will.”

“Damn it!”

“Stop swearing. People are scared. Everyone was already scared when you brought the bear in alone earlier.”

“Isn’t that what appeals? A strong man! Isn’t that the kind of man that all women desire?”

“Does that… does that look like the expression of someone you admire?”

Liston followed my finger, saw a girl who looked like she was literally an oni, and then quickly lowered his head.

Of course, the girl whose eyes met mine ran away screaming.

Mutual understanding?

Does that make sense?

‘If you get pregnant by chance… … the child will just end up like a bastard… … .’

It is more difficult than you might think for humans to tolerate beings who are different from themselves.

I don’t know if it would be different if I had access to TV at least, but isn’t it not the case these days?

I have a Nine-Tailed Fox and I’m really strong…

‘No, I guess it will be difficult. If he’s a Liston kid.’

hmm.

What kind of life will I live?

I’m curious.

But it didn’t seem right to experiment with a few lives just to satisfy my cheap curiosity.

So we politely declined the favor and decided to set the bear on fire.

Because there was dry firewood scattered everywhere due to the long drought, lighting it wasn’t that difficult.

I stood in front of him and opened my fan.

“Oh my gosh!”

I shouted after a pastor at a revival meeting that I had followed the director of an orphanage to when I was young.

I learned then that a slightly hoarse voice can make you sound holy.

Well, I’m young and all I can say is my strong voice…

Nevertheless, everyone was on their knees, either because of the many miracles I had shown them so far or because of the bear carcass that was burning while standing.

“Now let this evil spirit leave this village completely! Won’t you say amen?”

“Aimee!”

“Now, let peace descend upon this land! Isn’t there peace?”

“Peace!”

I walked around the bear carcass, swinging the fan back and forth.

While talking about this and that, it seemed that Amen was too difficult to pronounce for 19th century Japanese people.

I’m going to do it.

No one has told you to call your god by his name in vain… … .

So I was looking for a phrase that was a little more Japan-friendly, but I ran out of time and ended up just calling out my name.

Could this be a coincidence?

Or maybe it was because my name was mentioned so often, but I was surprised at how well he pronounced it.

“Here I go, here I go. In the name of peace, I command you to get out!”

“Peace!”

Just then, the leather tip that Liston had left behind on purpose started to burn and black smoke instead of white smoke came out, so I shouted at them to get out.

Then everyone shouted in surprise, as if they were dizzy.

In the meantime, I looked at the bear, but I decided to stop because I thought it would end up completely if I continued like this.

Anyway… … .

I thought that if I tried harder here, my faith would only decrease and not increase.

It’s already full, that’s what I’m saying.

‘Your faith is very strong.’

I chuckled at the thought and sent a signal to Liston.

Then Liston ran over with a knife and performed a bear dismemberment show.

To those who did not know, this too would have seemed like a sacred ritual.

Bear bones, which are much thicker than human bones, are just cut off with a crunch. How could this be divine power? What else could be divine power?

Anyway, when I roasted that chopped bear, to be honest, it didn’t smell very good to eat.

If bears were so delicious, wouldn’t 21st century people, who are so good at tasting them, have domesticated them?

But that was only true for well-fed humans like Nana Liston, while the other villagers seemed to simply value meat.

Even though no one really said anything, I could tell by the peaceful, peaceful sounds heard here and there.