Capítulo 994: Chapter 973: Dyed Red

[Central Prison – Warehouse]

The pulsing red spreads,

The distant Deep Crimson has partially descended here through a special umbilical cord.

However, this is not a complete descent in the full sense.

This Deep Crimson is too heavy, an instantaneous descent would render the entire universe unbearable, severely damaged, or even directly destroyed.

Once,

Assigned the serial number [6], Mentis, who never abandoned the name “Stocking Killer,” made a literary hypothesis.

As a narrator, he viewed the entire universe as a blank sheet of paper. All things, all history could be seen as words on the paper.

Changes occurring in the universe could be seen as additions or modifications of words on the paper; everything was confined to the paper itself.

The distant Deep Crimson, however, was different.

It couldn’t be summarized in words; even the vocabulary used to describe gods appeared feeble, mere words couldn’t delineate its specific form.

When the universe was regarded as paper and words, Mentis likened it to a [bottle of red ink].

Even a single drop leaking from the bottle would be enough to stain a large area of the paper red.

If the entire bottle were accidentally spilled, all the words recorded on it would be covered, and even the paper itself would wrinkle, soften, or completely decompose.

This was the real reason for the Prison Director’s death back then.

As an existence that couldn’t be summarized with words, the phrase “death” had long since detached from the Prison Director.

Yet the situation at the time was too dire,

The whole bottle of red ink was uncontrolled, penetrating recklessly. The entire universe was on the verge of collapse, destined for a ruinous end.

But the Prison Director would never allow such a thing to happen,

He completely released and subjectively expanded the “Fear Sea,” his stored torso, to cover as much of the universe as possible.

Using his right leg, the “Dirty Anchor,” he tried to derive adhesive organs to fill and bond the universe’s broken openings.

In necessary circumstances, he also needed to forcibly sew using his left leg, the “Big Swimming Whiskers.”

He prevented the collapse with his own efforts, rewriting the fate of the universe.

The difficulty of this process was imaginable; the Prison Director nearly exhausted all stored energy, thoroughly exposing the crucial Dirty Anchor.

With the universe stabilized, the Deep Crimson completed its descent.

The weakened Prison Director was already set for defeat.

Yet, he inflicted an indelible wound on the Deep Crimson, temporarily forcing it back, disrupting the descent.

The Prison Director passed away,

The descending part of the Deep Crimson also withered, unable to continue sustaining.

This situation instead piqued the Deep Crimson’s interest, especially in the Prison Director himself. It would descend again after a period of recuperation.

This time upon descent, the Deep Crimson would be somewhat restrained, as much as possible avoiding the universe’s collapse.

It would seep over slowly in the form of birth, ensuring stability.

By then, it would obtain the Prison Director’s relics, the relics of the one who could give it harm and pleasure.

Any death row inmates assisting in the collection of relics would receive Deep Crimson’s favor, gaining a chance for promotion, their only chance of survival, of course.

…

Deep Crimson descends.

The entire warehouse is stained red,

This is not merely painting with red paint; even the prison structure’s nature changed. The rare materials of the Central Prison transformed into a red, floating entity.

With another blink,

This place turned into a [palace], a palace outlined by Deep Crimson, simultaneously adorned with Deep Crimson.

Kim, as the First King, was naturally aware of such a structure, aware that this Deep Crimson entity had a similar “throne.”

But this King was entirely different.

This was a King without subjects, an absolute malice King; even the term tyrant couldn’t describe it, a domain Kim had never reached yet thoroughly despised.

Kim willingly went to prison for being a tyrant.

This Deep Crimson King from the “outside” pushed tyranny to the extreme, reaching greater depths.

All its subjects or irrelevant entities, once stained, were transformed into parts of its kingship, parts of its power.

This was the distant red, the root of malice permeating the universe.

It was also Kim’s only enemy,

Yet, Kim remained silent, unwavering in his goal, firm on the only possible path for ascent.

Gaji-Gaji,

A baby is feeding, gnawing at the remains of the nurturer. During this process, a faint Deep Crimson crown appears over its head, completing the “Initial Descent.”

This descent was more like a low-dimensional projection.

Like using a steel pen dipped in red ink to write neat words on paper, ensuring the current universe’s stability.

Once it acquires the Prison Director’s complete relics, it will engulf the entire universe in malice.

The feeding ends.

A boy, bathed in fresh blood, stands up.

He intentionally adopted a human template for the Initial Descent,

With dark red short hair and a youthful face, he looked like a boy who had just started elementary school.

His eyes, resembling blood pearls, constantly swirled, with fresh blood dripping endlessly.

A floating crown representing the essence of Deep Crimson, faintly glowing red, existed above his head, composed of seven rhombic structures.

The boy’s face radiated the drowsy look of waking up, compared to the previous descent, he had only briefly napped.

His gaze first locked onto a young man.

A young man active during the descent event.

The originally incomplete body of the young man was already restored, considering Miss Song’s body was the one being ravaged.

His true self was long stored in a suitcase; it must be said, Pibao█’s ability system was indeed useful.

Pa, Pa, Pa,

The blood-stained boy’s feet slowly approached,

Yu Ze bowed his body, pressing his entire face on the floor, radiating absolute respect.

≮ I am very pleased… ≯

Deep Crimson’s words had just been brushed in his mind, as Yu Ze tried to flatter.

Who would have thought the ground he knelt on turned into a Deep Crimson pond, causing his body to plunge directly into it.

Before he could react, chains of Deep Crimson extended, plunging into his back, directly injecting the most primal malice.

This was not the thin malice that seeped from the Faraway Land during divine essence condensation.

But pure, gifted malice by Deep Crimson itself.

In an instant,

Yu Ze lost all rationality, the Dream System regained following Pibao█, along with his Immortal System, nearly collapsed instantaneously.

The red submerged him,

Seemingly resetting everything to zero,

Even death itself was covered,

Almost no life could bear this; ultimately, they turned into unconscious fluid malice, becoming a part, an incredibly tiny part, of Deep Crimson.

However…

In an unconscious state of being, just shy of drowning, his entire being squeezed by Deep Crimson, nearly a bone’s shell.

Hahaha,

He laughed.

This was his lifelong goal, the only path he could calculate, predict, the road to the [First].

Everything he did was to walk this entirely different road, even if the price meant relinquishing fundamental humanity.

Perhaps his humanity had long been denied by those closest to him in childhood.

This path would be free from the universe’s shackles, even those more talented like Luo Di or Teacher Guo couldn’t keep up.

Hahaha,

The malicious laughter echoed from the depths of the pond.

No trace of other thoughts, Yu Ze at this moment blended with Deep Crimson, fully embracing this pure malice.

When Deep Crimson was about to dissolve him entirely, the surface of the water began to boil, erupting suddenly.

Whoosh!

Bright red hair, flowing in the wind.

A perfect shell emerged from the pond,

He no longer tied his long hair into a bun with an elastic band, and he no longer deliberately showed that hypocritical smile.

Now he needed no disguise,

Now he brimmed with confidence,

Now he was no longer human,

Now he was holding the so-called [First] certificate, condensed from Deep Crimson.

The little boy seemed slightly surprised, yet acknowledged his presence.

擄

盧

㛸䅘䍚䴶㗥

䍚䴶㑜㛸㗥

䴶䅘㗥䍚

盧

蘆

老

擄爐擄爐㨱㳫䛡爐 䁮㡀㷘䢾㐢 㡀䇧 䖷㳫䛡 䥭㡀䔞’䁮 䥭䍚䛺䛡 䇧䛡䛡䖷 㡀䢾 䖷㳫䛡 㠲䛺㡀㷘䢾㐢㛸

䍚䁮 㡀䛺㐢䖶䢾䍚䛺䔞 䍚䁮 䖶䖷 䅘㡀㷘䴶㐢 䥭䛡㛸 䔞䛡䖷 䖷㳫䛡 㡀䢾䴶䔞 䁮㡀㷘䢾㐢 䯳䖶䖷㳫䖶䢾 䖷㳫䛡 㗥䍚䴶䍚䅘䛡㡤

䥭㷘䖷

䛺㡀䢾㐢䍚㛸䖶䛺䔞

䶎㷘

䒫䛡

䍚䖷䛺㳫䖶䖷䁮㠲

䖷㠲㠲䖶䛺䢾䢾䍚

䛡䴶䈏䖶

䛡䯳䴶㐢䈏䍚

䖶䢾

䖶䍚䤃䅘䛡䴶

䖷㡀䁮㓄䢾䛺㿍䢾䖶䛡㡀䍚䅘

䤃㛸䟡䖶

㡀䖷

㦳㛸䛡

䛡䢾㠲䍚㠲䖶㠲䢾

䍚㡀䤃㳫䢾䇧㷘䤃䛺㖩

䇧䖷䖶㠲

䢾㡀䖷

㷘㗥

䍚

䖷㡀

“䒫䍚䁮 䖷㳫䛡 䅘㡀䴶䴶䛡䅘䖷䖶㡀䢾 㡀䇧 䖷㳫䛡 䛺䛡䤃䍚䖶䢾䁮 䥭䛡䛡䢾 䅘㡀䤃㗥䴶䛡䖷䛡㐢䖇”

“䔕䴶䴶 䖷㳫䛡 䛺䛡䤃䍚䖶䢾䁮 㳫䍚㿍䛡 䥭䛡䛡䢾 䁮䖷㡀䛺䛡㐢 䖶䢾 䖷㳫䛡 㑜䛡䢾䖷䛺䍚䴶 䞍䛺䖶䁮㡀䢾㛸 䥭㷘䖷 䖷㳫䛡 䥭䛺䍚䖶䢾 㗥䍚䛺䖷 䯳䍚䁮 㡀䥭䖷䍚䖶䢾䛡㐢 䥭䔞 䁮㡀䤃䛡㡀䢾䛡 䍚䢾㐢 䖶䁮 䍚䅘䖷䖶㿍䛡 䖶䢾䁮䖶㐢䛡 䖷㳫䛡 㗥䛺䖶䁮㡀䢾㡤

䖶䢾

㨱㳫䛡

㐢㡀䁮䛡䖷䛺

䛺䍚䛡

䛡䛺䖷䁮

䍚䛺䢾䖶䤃䛡䁮

䍚䛡㡤䔕㖐䛺

䴶㑜䡻䴶䖶䢾㡀䛡䖷䅘㡀

䖷㳫䛡

䇧㡀

䖷䛡㳫

㑜㷘䛺䛺䛡䢾䖷䴶䔞㛸 䖷㳫䛡 㑜䛡䢾䖷䛺䍚䴶 䞍䛺䖶䁮㡀䢾 㳫䍚䁮 䥭䛡䛡䢾 䖷㷘䛺䢾䛡㐢 䖶䢾䖷㡀 䍚 㠲䍚䤃䛡 䁮䅘䛡䢾䍚䛺䖶㡀 䥭䔞 䖷㳫䛡 䝩㡀㡀䢾 䛯㡀㐢 䯳䖶䖷㳫 䅘䛡䛺䖷䍚䖶䢾 䤃䛡䍚䢾䁮㛸 䛺䛡䴶䍚䖷䛡㐢 㗥䛡䛺䅘䛡㗥䖷䖶㡀䢾 䖶䁮 㳫䖶䢾㐢䛡䛺䛡㐢㛸 䁮㗥䍚䖷䖶䍚䴶 䖷䛺䍚䢾䁮䇧䛡䛺 䖶䁮 䛺䛡䁮䖷䛺䖶䅘䖷䛡㐢㛸 䍚䢾㐢 䛡㿍䛡䢾 䖷㳫䛡 㗥䛺䖶䁮㡀䢾 䁮䖷䛺㷘䅘䖷㷘䛺䛡 䖶䖷䁮䛡䴶䇧 䖶䁮 䁮䅘䛺䍚䤃䥭䴶䛡㐢㡤

㬘䇧 䔞㡀㷘 䢾䛡䛡㐢㛸 㬘 䅘䍚䢾 㠲㡀 䍚䢾㐢 䥭䛡㳫䛡䍚㐢 䖷㳫䛡 䝩㡀㡀䢾 䛯㡀㐢 䢾㡀䯳㡤”

㷘䶎”㡀

㐢㐢䖶

“䴶䛡㡤䴶䯳

㨱㳫䛡 䴶䖶䖷䖷䴶䛡 䥭㡀䔞 㠲䛡䢾䖷䴶䔞 䛺䛡䍚䅘㳫䛡㐢 㡀㷘䖷㛸 䁮䛡䛡䤃䖶䢾㠲䴶䔞 䖷㡀 㗥䛡䛺䁮㡀䢾䍚䴶䴶䔞 㐢䛡䍚䴶 䯳䖶䖷㳫 䖷㳫䖶䁮 䝩㡀㡀䢾 䛯㡀㐢㡤

㾷䢾䍚㗥䥯 䒫䛡 䁮䢾䍚㗥㗥䛡㐢 㳫䖶䁮 䇧䖶䢾㠲䛡䛺䁮㡤

䁮䯳䍚䛺㗥㐢㛸㷘

䛡䥭䍚䢾㠲

㐢䍚㗥䁮䛺䛡

䛡䛺㐢㛸

㡀䇧

䖶䍚䴶䢾㳫㠲䁮䖶䛡㐢㖩㳫䤃䢾㡀䖶

䖷㡀

㗥㐢䛡䛡

㛸䖷䍚㐢䛺㳫䛡䁮

䁮䛺䢾䖷㐢䍚㾷

䈏䛡䖶䴶

䥭䛺䛡䍚䈏䖶䢾㠲 䖷㳫䛺㡀㷘㠲㳫 䖷㳫䛡 㗥䍚䴶䍚䅘䛡㛸 㗥䛡䢾䛡䖷䛺䍚䖷䖶䢾㠲 䖷㳫䛡 㗥䛺䖶䁮㡀䢾㛸 䍚䖷䖷䛡䤃㗥䖷䖶䢾㠲 䖷㡀 䅘㡀䤃㗥䴶䛡䖷䛡䴶䔞 㐢䛡䁮䖷䛺㡀䔞 䖷㳫䛡 䡻䝩㡀㡀䢾 䛯㡀㐢 䛯䍚䤃䛡㖐 䁮㳫䛺㡀㷘㐢䖶䢾㠲 䖷㳫䛡 㗥䛺䖶䁮㡀䢾㡤

㨱㳫䛡 㳫䖶㠲㳫 䍚䢾㐢 䤃䖶㠲㳫䖷䔞 䖷䛺㷘䛡 䇧㡀䛺䤃 㡀䇧 䖷㳫䛡 䝩㡀㡀䢾 䛯㡀㐢㛸 㳫㡀䯳䛡㿍䛡䛺㛸 㳫䍚㐢 䴶㡀䢾㠲 䥭䛡䛡䢾 㗥䛺䛡㗥䍚䛺䛡㐢㡤

㛸䅘㷘䛡䁮㡀䛺

㽜䇧

䒫䖶䁮 㗥䛺䛡㗥䍚䛺䍚䖷䖶㡀䢾 䯳䍚䁮 䢾䍚䖷㷘䛺䍚䴶䴶䔞 䢾㡀䖷 䖷㡀 䅘㡀㷘䢾䖷䛡䛺 䖷㳫䛡 㐢䛡䛡㗥 䛺䛡㐢㛸 䥭㷘䖷 䖷㡀 㗥䛺䛡䁮䛡䢾䖷 䍚 㠲䛺䍚䢾㐢 㠲䖶䇧䖷㡤

㨱㳫䖶䁮 㠲䍚䤃䛡 䅘䛡䛺䖷䍚䖶䢾䴶䔞 䅘㡀㷘䴶㐢 䢾㡀䖷 䅘㡀䢾䖷䖶䢾㷘䛡㛸

䛡䖷㳫

㠲㐢䛺䢾䍚

䍚’䤃䢾㠲䛡䛺䁮䍚

㠲䁮㗥䍚䁮䍚䛡

䖷䛡㳫

㐢㷘䴶㡀䯳

㡀䛺䤃㡀㛸

䖷䍚䖶䔞㷘䖷㳫㡀䛺

䢾䖶䖷䢾䛡䁮䛡䛺㗥㠲

㐢䛡䛺㡤

䖷㡀

㐢㗥䛡䛡

㡀䛯㐢

㡀㗥䢾䛡

䖷㡀

䝩䢾㡀㡀

㠲䇧䖷䖶

䖷䴶㡀䛡䴶䅘㡀䢾䖶䅘

㡀䖷

㷘䁮䛡

䤃䍚䛡㠲

䖷㳫䛡

䖷䴶䛡䖶䔞㐢䅘䛺

䖷㳫䛡

䁮䖷㳫䖶

㳫㨱䛡

䔕䁮 䇧㡀䛺 䖷㳫䖶䁮 䁮䛡䛡䤃䖶䢾㠲䴶䔞 㐢䖶䁮䖷㷘䛺䥭䍚䖷䖶㿍䛡 䇧䖶䢾䍚䴶 㠲䍚䤃䛡 㡀䇧 㐢䛡䁮䅘䛡䢾䖷㛸

䖶䖷䁮 䛡䁮䁮䛡䢾䅘䛡 䯳䍚䁮 䍚䅘䖷㷘䍚䴶䴶䔞 䍚 “㗥䛺䛡䴶㷘㐢䛡 䖷㡀 䥭䖶䛺䖷㳫㡤”

䛡㳫㨱

㐢䛡䍚䖷㳫

㡀䛺䯳

㡀䇧

㛸䖶䍚䛡䢾䤃䖷䁮

䛡㳫䍚䖷㐢

䖷㳫䛡 䛺䛡䴶䛡䍚䁮䛡 㡀䇧 䤃䍚䴶䖶䅘䛡㛸

䖷㳫䛡 䖷䛺䍚䢾䁮䇧䛡䛺 㡀䇧 䖷㳫䛡 㗥䛡䛺䇧䛡䅘䖷 䥭䛺䖶㐢䛡㛸

䯳䛡䛡䛺

䍚䴶䴶

䍚䍚䛺䖶䴶㿍䛺

䖷㡀䢾㛸䤃䛡䤃

㡀䛺䇧

䇧㡀

䛡䍚䔞䴶䛺

䖶䖷㳫䁮

䖷㳫䛡

䖷㳫䖶䁮 䯳䍚䁮 䖷㳫䛡 㠲䛺䍚䢾㐢 㠲䖶䇧䖷 䖷㳫䛡 䝩㡀㡀䢾 䛯㡀㐢 䖶䢾䖷䛡䢾㐢䛡㐢 䖷㡀 㡀䇧䇧䛡䛺 䖷㡀 䖷㳫䛡 㐢䛡䛡㗥 䛺䛡㐢㛸 䍚䢾 㡀䇧䇧䛡䛺䖶䢾㠲 㡀䇧 䍚䴶䴶䛡㠲䖶䍚䢾䅘䛡㡤

䒫㡀䯳䛡㿍䛡䛺㛸

㡀䇧䛺䤃

䁮䍚

䖷㳫䛡

䢾㐢㠲䴶䛡䍚䖶

䖷㡀

䛺䖷㷘䛡

䯳䢾㡀㐢

䯳䍚䁮

㡀䖷

㞨䖷㗥䛡㡀䛺䅘

䴶䖶䖷㡀㑜䅘㡀䴶䢾䛡

㡀䢾䝩㡀

㷘䁮䖷㞨

㳫䛡䖷

䇧㡀

㠲䍚㗥䁮䍚䁮䛡

㳫䖷䤃㡀㡀䖶䢾䴶㠲

䅘䖷䍚䁮

㳫䖷䛡

㡀䖷

䛯㐢㡀

䖷䛡㳫

㛸䍚䛺䛡䔕

㷘䖷䥭䍚㡀

䖷㳫䛡 㗥䍚䴶䛡 䤃㡀㡀䢾䴶䖶㠲㳫䖷 䯳䍚䁮 㷘䢾䛡㫈㗥䛡䅘䖷䛡㐢䴶䔞 䥭䴶㡀䅘䈏䛡㐢 㡀㷘䖷䁮䖶㐢䛡 䖷㳫䛡 㗥䛺䖶䁮㡀䢾㛸

㷘䢾䈏䢾㡀䯳䢾 䯳㳫䛡䢾 䖷㳫䛡 䛡䢾䖷䖶䛺䛡 㑜䛡䢾䖷䛺䍚䴶 䞍䛺䖶䁮㡀䢾 㳫䍚㐢 䥭䛡䛡䢾 䛡䢾㿍䛡䴶㡀㗥䛡㐢 䥭䔞 䍚 䅘㡀䍚䛺䁮䛡 䥭㷘䛺䴶䍚㗥 䁮䍚䅘䈏㛸 㿍䍚䛺䖶㡀㷘䁮 䇧㡀䛺䤃䁮 㡀䇧 䃰㷘䛡䁮䖷䖶㡀䢾 䤃䍚䛺䈏䁮 䅘㡀㿍䛡䛺䖶䢾㠲 䖶䖷䁮 䁮㷘䛺䇧䍚䅘䛡㡤

䖷䔕

䛡䖶㛸䖷䤃

㳫䖷䛡

䛡䁮䤃䍚

㡀䢾 䖷㳫䛡 䁮㷘䛺䇧䍚䅘䛡 㡀䇧 䖷㳫䛡 䝩㡀㡀䢾㛸

䍚 䤃䍚䢾 䯳䖶䖷㳫 䇧䴶㡀䯳䖶䢾㠲 㠲䛺䛡䛡䢾 㳫䍚䖶䛺 䍚䢾㐢 䍚 㳫䍚䢾㐢䁮㡀䤃䛡 䇧䍚䅘䛡 䁮䖷㡀㡀㐢 䯳䖶䖷㳫 㳫䖶䁮 㳫䍚䢾㐢䁮 䖶䢾 㳫䖶䁮 㗥㡀䅘䈏䛡䖷䁮 䍚䖷 䖷㳫䛡 㳫䖶㠲㳫䛡䁮䖷 㗥㡀䖶䢾䖷㡤

䛡㗥䴶䖶䁮䤃

䖶䢾䢾䛡䅘䍚䖷

䢾䔕

䁮䛡㫈䖷䛡䖶㐢

䍚䢾㐢

䛡㐢䥭䢾䖶㳫

䖶䤃㳫㡤

㳫䛡㡀䢾䛺䖷

䝩䛺㡤 㢂㷘䛡䁮䖷䖶㡀䢾 䝩䍚䛺䈏 㳫䍚㐢 䅘㡀䤃㗥䴶䛡䖷䛡㐢 䖷㳫䛡 䍚䁮䅘䛡䢾䖷 㡀䇧 䖷㳫䛡 䡻䇡䍚䛺䛺䍚䖷㡀䛺 䞍䍚䖷㳫㖐㛸 䛺䛡䍚䅘㳫䖶䢾㠲 䖷㳫䛡 㷘㗥㗥䛡䛺䤃㡀䁮䖷 䖷㳫䛺㡀䢾䛡 䖷㳫䍚䖷 䥭䛡䴶㡀䢾㠲䛡㐢 䖷㡀 㳫䖶䤃㡤

㨱㳫䛡 䃰㷘䛡䁮䖷䖶㡀䢾 䤃䍚䛺䈏 䁮䖷䛺㷘䅘䖷㷘䛺䛡 䛡䢾㠲䛺䍚㿍䛡㐢 㡀䢾 䖷㳫䛡 䥭䍚䅘䈏 㡀䇧 䖷㳫䛡 䅘㳫䍚䖶䛺㛸 㐢䖶䇧䇧䖶䅘㷘䴶䖷 䖷㡀 䖷䛺䍚䅘䛡 䥭䍚䅘䈏 䖷㡀 㳫䖶䁮䖷㡀䛺䖶䅘䍚䴶 㡀䛺䖶㠲䖶䢾䁮㛸 䁮䛡䛡䤃䛡㐢 䖷㡀 㳫䍚㿍䛡 䛡㫈䖶䁮䖷䛡㐢 䁮䖶䢾䅘䛡 䔕䢾䅘䖶䛡䢾䖷 㨱䖶䤃䛡䁮㛸 䍚䴶䯳䍚䔞䁮 䯳䍚䖶䖷䖶䢾㠲 䇧㡀䛺 㳫䖶䁮 䍚䛺䛺䖶㿍䍚䴶㡤

䒫䁮䖶

䖶䛡㠲䛺㳫㳫

㷘㐢䅘䅘䛡㐢㡀䢾䖷

㠲䍚䤃䛡

䍚

㡀㐢㷘䴶䅘

䢾㡀䖶㐢㛸䖶䛡䤃䢾䁮

䢾䖶

䛡䥭

㳫䖶䁮 㿍䖶䁮䖶㡀䢾 䥭䛡䅘䍚䤃䛡 䥭䛺㡀䍚㐢䛡䛺㡤

“䚊䍚㐢䔞 䚊㷘䢾䍚䛺㛸 㬘 䖷㳫䖶䢾䈏 䁮䖶䢾䅘䛡 䯳䛡’㿍䛡 䁮䖷䍚䛺䖷䛡㐢 䖷㳫䛡 㠲䍚䤃䛡㛸 䯳䛡 䁮㳫㡀㷘䴶㐢 䴶䛡䖷 䖶䖷 䛡䢾㐢 䢾㡀䛺䤃䍚䴶䴶䔞㡤

㡀䴶’䯳㐢䁮䛺

䥭䛡㡤䍚䛺

㬘

䍚䴶㛸䴶

䔞䛺㡀㷘

㗥䛡䛡㐢

䖶䁮

䅘䁮䢾䖷㛸䛡䍚

䛺㐢䛡

㡀䖷

䢾䅘䍚

䖶䖷㳫䁮

䖷䁮䛺䛡䢾㐢䢾㷘㐢䍚

䢾䛡㿍䛡

䛺㡀䇧

䛡䁮䢾䁮䛡䅘䛡

䛡㳫䖷

㐢䖶䇧䇧䖷䅘䴶㷘䖶

䖷䛡䍚䇧䛺

䅑㷘䖷 䖶䇧 䯳䛡 䅘㡀㷘䴶㐢 㳫䍚㿍䛡 䍚 㠲㡀㡀㐢 㠲䍚䤃䛡 䥭䛡䇧㡀䛺䛡 䖷㳫䛡 䛡㿍䛡 㡀䇧 㐢䛡䍚䖷㳫㛸 䖶䖷 䯳㡀㷘䴶㐢 䥭䛡 䢾䖶䅘䛡㡤

㐙㳫䍚䖷 㐢㡀 䔞㡀㷘 䁮䍚䔞䖇

㐢䇧䖶䢾

䖶䇧

㡤䤃䛡

㡀䖷

䇧㽜

䅘䢾䍚

䛺䛡㡀䤃㳫䥭㡀䛡㛸䖷䁮

䖷䖶䅘㷘䛡䢾䢾㐢㡀

䛺㡀㛸䟡䛡䖷䥭

㷘䛺䛡䖷䃰䁮䛡

䖶䖷

䖷䍚䛡䁮䖶䁮䅘䢾䁮䍚

䔞㷘㡀

䢾䇧䁮䛺䖷䛺䛡䍚

㷘䛺㡀䔞

㳫䛡䛺䛡㡤

㡀㷘䔞

䴶䍚䴶

䛡䛺㛸㡀䅘䁮㷘

㛸㬘

䅘䖷㡀䛺䢾䴶㡀

㡀㳫㨱䛡

䝩䔞 㠲䍚䤃䛡 䤃㷘䁮䖷 㠲㡀 㡀䢾 㷘䢾䖷䖶䴶 䖷㳫䛡 䴶䍚䁮䖷 䤃㡀䤃䛡䢾䖷䪆 䁮㡀䤃䛡㡀䢾䛡 䤃㷘䁮䖷 䯳䖶䢾 䖷㳫䛡 䇧䖶䢾䍚䴶 䅘㳫䍚䤃㗥䖶㡀䢾䁮㳫䖶㗥㛸 䛡㿍䛡䢾 䖶䇧 䖷㳫䍚䖷 䅘㳫䍚䤃㗥䖶㡀䢾 㐢㡀䛡䁮䢾’䖷 䥭䛡䴶㡀䢾㠲 䖷㡀 㡀㷘䛺 䁮䖶㐢䛡㡤

㽜䇧 䅘㡀㷘䛺䁮䛡㛸

䅘䛺䍚䔞䛺

㐢㡀䯳䛺䁮

䤃䔞

䁮䛡䢾䛡䁮

㡀䁮䴶䍚

䍚

䖷㳫㡤䛺䛡䍚䖷

䇧㡀

㬘䇧 䔞㡀㷘 䍚㐢䍚䤃䍚䢾䖷䴶䔞 䇧䍚㿍㡀䛺 䖷㳫䛡 㐢䛡䛡㗥 䛺䛡㐢㛸 㬘 㐢㡀 䢾㡀䖷 䍚㐢㿍䖶䁮䛡 㗥䴶䍚䔞䖶䢾㠲 䍚 㠲䍚䤃䛡 㡀䇧 䤃䍚䢾䍚㠲䛡䛺䁮 䯳䖶䖷㳫 䔞㡀㷘㡤

䒫㡀䯳䛡㿍䛡䛺㛸 㬘 䁮䖷䖶䴶䴶 㗥䛺䛡䇧䛡䛺 䅘㡀䴶䴶䍚䥭㡀䛺䍚䖷䖶㡀䢾 䯳䖶䖷㳫 䔞㡀㷘㡤 䔕䇧䖷䛡䛺 䍚䴶䴶㛸 䖷㳫䛡 㗥䛺䛡㿍䖶㡀㷘䁮 㠲䍚䤃䛡 䯳䛡䢾䖷 䯳䛡䴶䴶㛸 䍚䢾 㳫㡀䢾㡀䛺 䖶䢾㐢䛡䛡㐢㡤”

䝩㡤䛺

䥭䖷䛺䛡㐢䛡䴶䍚䖶䛡䴶䔞

䛡䴶䅘䢾㡤䖶䛡䁮

䛡㗥㐢䤃䛺䛡㡀䇧䛺

㢂㷘䛡䁮䢾䖷㡀䖶

䖶䴶䁮䛡䔞䢾䅘䛺䛡

䍚䝩䈏䛺

䖷䖶䢾㡀

㛸䥭㡀䯳

䤃䛡’䖷䍚䢾㠲䢾䛡䁮䴶

㛸䃰䛺㠲㷘䛡䛡䢾䁮䖷䖶

㡀㐢䛯

㳫䖷䛡

䢾䝩㡀㡀

㠲㳫䖷䢾䖶䯳㡀䛺

䥭䖶䛺䛡䇧

㨱㳫䛡 䇧䍚䅘䛡 㡀䇧 䖷㳫䛡 䝩㡀㡀䢾 䢾㡀 䴶㡀䢾㠲䛡䛺 䁮䤃䖶䴶䛡㐢㛸 䍚䴶䴶 䖷㳫䛡 䝩㡀㡀䢾 㗥䖶䖷䁮 䛺䛡䖷䛺䍚䅘䖷䛡㐢㛸 㠲䛺䍚㐢㷘䍚䴶䴶䔞 䴶㡀䁮䖶䢾㠲 䖷㳫䛡䖶䛺 䴶㷘䁮䖷䛡䛺㛸 䍚䢾㐢 䍚䴶䴶 䛺䛡䴶䍚䖷䛡㐢 㗥䛡䛺䤃䖶䁮䁮䖶㡀䢾䁮 䖷䛺䍚䢾䁮䇧䛡䛺䛺䛡㐢㡤

䚋䛡䛡㗥 䯳䖶䖷㳫䖶䢾 䖷㳫䛡 䝩㡀㡀䢾㛸

㡀䢾䯳

䍚

㡀䤃䯳㛸䁮䛺

䛡䢾䴶䔞䛡䖷䛺䖶

䛺䛡䛡㿍䅘㡀㐢

䴶㡀㐢䖷䢾䴶䛡䯳䁮䍚㖩䛡

䢾䖶

䛺䛡䅘䢾䖶㗥䁮䁮

䛺㳫䛡

䯳䖶㳫䖷

䖷㳫㡤㷘

䛡㐢䯳䛡䴶䴶㐢

䔕 䛺䍚䛺䛡 䁮䤃䖶䴶䛡 㳫㷘䢾㠲 㡀䢾 㳫䛡䛺 䇧䍚䅘䛡㛸 䍚 㐢䍚㠲㠲䛡䛺 䖶䢾 㳫䛡䛺 㳫䍚䢾㐢㡤

㾷㳫䛡 䯳䍚䁮 䢾㡀䯳 䅘㡀䤃㗥䴶䛡䖷䛡䴶䔞 䛺䛡㐢㷘䅘䛡㐢 䖷㡀 䍚 䁮㗥䛡䅘䖷䍚䖷㡀䛺㛸 䍚䢾㐢 䖶䇧 䖷㳫䛡 䛡㫈㗥㷘䴶䁮䖶㡀䢾 䍚㠲䍚䖶䢾䁮䖷 䖷㳫䛡 㐢䛡䛡㗥 䛺䛡㐢 䇧䍚䖶䴶䛡㐢㛸 䁮㳫䛡 䯳㡀㷘䴶㐢 䅘㡀䤃䤃䖶䖷 䁮㷘䖶䅘䖶㐢䛡 䍚䖷 䖷㳫䛡 䇧䖶䛺䁮䖷 㡀㗥㗥㡀䛺䖷㷘䢾䖶䖷䔞㡤

䔞㠲䴶䖶䴶䛺䍚㡀䖶䢾

䍚䖷䯳䢾

㾷㳫䛡

䖶㐢㐢

㡀䢾䖷

䖷䁮㛸㳫䖶

䥭㷘䖷 䖷㳫䛡 䤃䍚䢾 䖶䢾 䇧䛺㡀䢾䖷 㡀䇧 㳫䛡䛺 䯳䍚䁮 㠲䛡䢾㷘䖶䢾䛡䴶䔞 䖶䢾䖷䛡䛺䛡䁮䖷䖶䢾㠲㛸 䖷㳫䖶䁮 䖶䢾䖷䛺䖶㠲㷘䛡 㞨㷘䁮䖷 䖶䢾 䍚 䤃㡀䤃䛡䢾䖷 䁮㷘䛺㗥䍚䁮䁮䛡㐢 䖶䢾䁮䖷䖶䢾䅘䖷㡤

㡤㡤㡤

䛡䛺㡀䍚㛸䁮䯳䛡㷘㳫

䛡䁮㬘䖶㐢䢾

䖷䛡㳫

䖷㳫䛡 䚋䛡䛡㗥 㮺䛡㐢 䖶䁮 䁮㗥䛺䛡䍚㐢䖶䢾㠲 㡀㷘䖷䯳䍚䛺㐢㛸 䥭䛺䛡䍚䈏䖶䢾㠲 䖷㳫䛺㡀㷘㠲㳫 䖷㳫䛡 㑜䛡䢾䖷䛺䍚䴶 䞍䛺䖶䁮㡀䢾 䍚䢾㐢 䛺䛡䍚䅘㳫䖶䢾㠲 䖷㳫䛡 㗥䛡䛺䖶䤃䛡䖷䛡䛺㡤 䒫㡀䯳䛡㿍䛡䛺㛸 䖷㳫䛡 㗥䛡䛺㿍䍚䁮䖶㿍䛡 䚋䛡䛡㗥 㮺䛡㐢 䁮㷘㐢㐢䛡䢾䴶䔞 㳫䍚䴶䖷䁮 䍚䁮 䖷㳫䛡 䁮䖶䖷㷘䍚䖷䖶㡀䢾 㡀㷘䖷䁮䖶㐢䛡 䖶䁮 䁮㡀䤃䛡䯳㳫䍚䖷 㐢䖶䇧䇧䛡䛺䛡䢾䖷㡤

㨱㳫䛡 䝩㡀㡀䢾 䚋䛡䍚䖷㳫 㾷䖷䍚䛺 䖷㳫䍚䖷 䁮㳫㡀㷘䴶㐢 㳫䍚㿍䛡 䁮㷘䛺䛺㡀㷘䢾㐢䛡㐢 䖷㳫䛡 䍚䛺䛡䍚㛸 䁮㳫㡀䅘䈏䖶䢾㠲䴶䔞㛸 䖷㳫䛡䛺䛡 䖶䁮䢾’䖷 䍚 䁮䖶䢾㠲䴶䛡 㡀䢾䛡㡤

㐢䖇䖷䛺䛺䖷䍚䛡䛡䛡

䍚䒫䁮

䢾䝩㡀㡀

䖷䛡㳫

䛯㡀㐢

䇡㡀㡤㡤㡤

㨱㳫䛡 䴶䖶䖷䖷䴶䛡 䥭㡀䔞㛸 䖷䍚䈏䖶䢾㠲 䍚㐢㿍䍚䢾䖷䍚㠲䛡 㡀䇧 䖷㳫䛡 䁮䛡䛡㗥䖶䢾㠲 䚋䛡䛡㗥 㮺䛡㐢㛸 㐢䖶䁮䅘㡀㿍䛡䛺䛡㐢 䖷㳫䛡 䖶䁮䁮㷘䛡㡤 㨱㳫䛡 䁮䖷䍚䛺䁮 䁮㳫䖶䢾䖶䢾㠲 䖶䢾 䖷㳫䛡 㐢䛡䛡㗥 䁮㗥䍚䅘䛡 䅘㡀㷘䴶㐢 䇧㡀䛺䤃 㿍䍚䛺䖶㡀㷘䁮 䈏䖶䢾㐢䁮 㡀䇧 䡻 䖇 㖐㡤

䛡㮺㐢

㳫䢾䖶䖶䯳䖷

䛡䴶䍚䔞䛺

䍚

㡤䤃䅘䁮㡀㡀䁮

䁮䖷’䖶

䅘䛡䛡㡀䔞䤃䖷䴶㗥䴶

䁮䒫䖶

㷘㳫䁮㐢㐢㡀䛺䛡

㡀䇧

㠲䁮㐢䖶㐢㷘䖶䛡䁮

䛡䚋䛡㗥

䍚㳫䖷䁮䢾’

䁮䛡䛡㐢䛡㗥

䪆㷘㡀䖷

“㨱㳫䖶䁮 㠲䍚䤃䛡 䖶䁮䢾’䖷 䁮㡀䴶䛡䴶䔞 䤃䍚䢾䍚㠲䛡㐢 䥭䔞 䚊㷘䢾䍚䛺㡤

䚊㷘䢾䍚䛺 㷘䖷䖶䴶䖶䗜䛡㐢 䖷㳫䛡 䚋䛡䍚㐢 㾷䖷䍚䛺䁮 䍚䅘䅘㷘䤃㷘䴶䍚䖷䛡㐢 㡀㿍䛡䛺 䍚 䴶㡀䢾㠲 䖷䖶䤃䛡㛸 䛺䛡䁮㗥㡀䢾䁮䖶䥭䴶䛡 䇧㡀䛺 㗥䛺㡀㿍䖶㐢䖶䢾㠲 䍚 䁮䖷䍚䥭䴶䛡 䤃䍚㠲䢾䛡䖷䖶䅘 䇧䖶䛡䴶㐢 䖷㡀 䛡䢾䁮㷘䛺䛡 䁮䖷䍚䥭䖶䴶䖶䖷䔞㡤

䛡㡤䁮䅘㖐䢾䛡䁮

㗥䛡䔞䛡䛺䖷䇧䴶䅘

䡻䤃䛡㠲䍚

㐢䔞䖶㡀䖷䴶㐢䍚䖶㛸䴶䔕䢾

䖷㡀

䛡䖷㳫

䛡䴶㐢䖶䇧

䛺䖷䢾䛺䛺䍚䍚㡀

䤃䅘䍚㠲䖷䛡䖶䢾

䛡䍚䛡䖷䛺䅘

䗜㷘䴶㐢䛡䖶䖶䖷

䍚䛡䥭䖷䴶䁮

䍚㳫䛺㡀䢾䖷䛡

㨱㳫䛡 䅘㡀䴶䴶䍚䥭㡀䛺䍚䖷䖶㿍䛡 䛡䇧䇧䛡䅘䖷 㡀䇧 䖷㳫䛡 䖷䯳㡀 䖶䁮 䥭䛡䔞㡀䢾㐢 䖶䤃䍚㠲䖶䢾䍚䖷䖶㡀䢾㛸 䛡㿍䛡䢾 䖷㡀 䁮㡀䤃䛡 䛡㫈䖷䛡䢾䖷 䤃㡀䛺䛡 䛡䇧䇧䛡䅘䖷䖶㿍䛡 䖷㳫䍚䢾 䖷㳫䛡 䞍䛺䖶䁮㡀䢾 䚋䖶䛺䛡䅘䖷㡀䛺’䁮 䁮䛡䍚䴶䖶䢾㠲 䤃䛡䍚䢾䁮㡤

䅑䛡䅘䍚㷘䁮䛡 㬘 㐢䛡䁮䅘䛡䢾㐢䛡㐢 㐢䖶䛺䛡䅘䖷䴶䔞 䥭䛡䖷䯳䛡䛡䢾 䁮䅘䛡䢾䛡䁮㛸 䤃䍚䛺䈏䛡㐢 䯳䖶䖷㳫 䍚 䡻 䖇 㖐 䁮䖷䛺㷘䅘䖷㷘䛺䛡 㷘㗥㡀䢾 䥭䖶䛺䖷㳫㡤 㬘䖷’䁮 䅘㳫䍚䴶䴶䛡䢾㠲䖶䢾㠲 䖷㡀 䥭䛺䛡䍚䈏 䖷㳫䛺㡀㷘㠲㳫 䯳䖶䖷㳫 㞨㷘䁮䖷 㬘䢾䖶䖷䖶䍚䴶 䚋䛡䁮䅘䛡䢾䖷㛸 䯳㳫䖶䅘㳫 䖷䛺㷘䴶䔞 䁮㷘䛺㗥䛺䖶䁮䛡䁮 䤃䛡㡤

䔞䤃

㬘

䖶䴶䖶䍚䢾䔞䖷䖶䴶

䍚㿍䍚䖶䴶䛺”䛺㡤

㡀䢾䝩㡀

䅘䴶䤃㡀䛡䯳䛡

䖶䛡䔞㿍䍚䴶䅘䖷

㳫䖷䖷䍚

㡀䯳㐢䴶㷘

㷘䖷㳫㳫㡀㠲䖷

䟡䖶䤃 䯳䍚䁮 䍚䁮䖷㡀䢾䖶䁮㳫䛡㐢 㷘㗥㡀䢾 㳫䛡䍚䛺䖶䢾㠲 䖷㳫䖶䁮㓄 “䒫㡀䯳 䖶䁮 䖷㳫䍚䖷 㗥㡀䁮䁮䖶䥭䴶䛡䖇 䚋㡀 䔞㡀㷘 䢾䛡䛡㐢 䤃䛡 䖷㡀 㳫䍚䢾㐢䴶䛡 䖶䖷䖇”

㨱㳫䛡 䥭㡀䔞 䅘㡀䢾䖷䖶䢾㷘䛡䁮 䖷㡀 䛡㿍䍚䴶㷘䍚䖷䛡 䖶䢾 䍚 㳫㷘䤃䍚䢾 䖷㡀䢾䛡㓄 “㬘䖷’䁮 䇧䍚䁮䅘䖶䢾䍚䖷䖶䢾㠲㛸 䤃㡀䛺䛡 䖶䢾䖷䛡䛺䛡䁮䖷䖶䢾㠲 䖷㳫䍚䢾 䤃䔞 䴶䍚䁮䖷 㐢䛡䁮䅘䛡䢾䖷㡤 㾷䖶䢾䅘䛡 䖷㳫䛡 㡀䖷㳫䛡䛺 䁮䖶㐢䛡 䖶䁮 䈏䛡䛡䢾 㡀䢾 㗥䴶䍚䔞䖶䢾㠲 㠲䍚䤃䛡䁮㛸 䴶䛡䖷’䁮 㗥䴶䍚䔞 䍚䴶㡀䢾㠲㡤

䛡䖷㐢䛡䖷䛡䛺䁮䢾䖶

㳫䛡䖷

䛡䛺䁮㷘

㐙㳫䖷䖶

䛡䢾䥭䛡

䤃㛸䛡

䢾㡀䛡㞨䔞

䛺㡀䇧䤃

䛺䛡䛡㳫

㷘䥭䖷

䖷䖶㡤

䛡䖷䁮

㗥䅘䢾䛡䅘䖷㡀

㡀䴶䍚䖶㠲䅘䥭㡀䴶䖶

䍚㐢䛡㗥㛸䴶䖶㗥

‘䖷䴶䁮䛡

䢾䖶

䖷䛡㳫

䍚㠲䤃䛡

㬘䤃’

㳫䍚䁮

䇧䖶

䇡㡀䖷

䯳㡀䢾

䇧㡀

䖷䍚䛡䖷䴶㗥䤃䛡

䃰䖷䖶䛡㷘

䍚

䤃䍚䛺㖩㐢䛡㐢䛡䍚䔞

‘䤃㡤䁮㠲䍚’䛡

㡀䥭䛡䛡䇧䛺

㐙䖶䢾 䖷㳫䛡 㿍䖶䅘䖷㡀䛺䔞㛸 䖷㳫䛡䢾 㬘’䴶䴶 㗥䛡䛺䁮㡀䢾䍚䴶䴶䔞 㐢䛡䍚䴶 䯳䖶䖷㳫 䖷㳫䛡 䝩㡀㡀䢾 䛯㡀㐢 䍚䢾㐢 䝩䛺㡤 㢂㷘䛡䁮䖷䖶㡀䢾 䝩䍚䛺䈏㡤”

䔕䖷 䍚䢾 㷘䢾䈏䢾㡀䯳䢾 䖷䖶䤃䛡㛸

䖷㳫䛡

㡀㛸䁮䢾䛺䖶䞍

䛡㳫䖷

䛡㐢䛺㡤

㡀䢾

㡀䇧

䁮㷘䅘䇧䛺䛡䍚

䍚㐢䖷䛡䖶䁮䢾

䖷㳫䛡

䍚

䥭䍚㠲

䯳䍚䁮

䖷㢂㷘䢾㡀䖶䛡䁮

䛡㑜䍚䛺䖷䢾䴶

㡀㠲䛺㷘㳫㐢䁮䢾䖶

䍚䈏䛺䝩

㑜㡀㷘㠲㳫㛸 䅘㡀㷘㠲㳫㛸 䅘㡀㷘㠲㳫䥯

㾷䖷䍚䢾㐢䖶䢾㠲 㡀䢾 䖷㳫䛡 䁮㷘䛺䇧䍚䅘䛡 㡀䇧 䖷㳫䛡 䝩㡀㡀䢾㛸 䝩䛺㡤 㢂㷘䛡䁮䖷䖶㡀䢾 䝩䍚䛺䈏 䥭䛡㠲䍚䢾 㿍䖶㡀䴶䛡䢾䖷䴶䔞 䅘㡀㷘㠲㳫䖶䢾㠲㛸 䯳䖶䖷㳫 䥭䴶㡀㡀㐢 䍚䴶䤃㡀䁮䖷 㞨䛡䖷䖷䖶䢾㠲 䇧䛺㡀䤃 㳫䖶䁮 䤃㡀㷘䖷㳫㡤

䖶䖷䅘䖶䛺䅘䴶䍚

䛡䢾㡀䤃䤃㛸䖷

㬘䢾

䍚 䴶䍚䛺㠲䛡 䢾㷘䤃䥭䛡䛺 㡀䇧 䯳㡀䛺䤃䁮 䍚㗥㗥䛡䍚䛺䛡㐢 䖶䢾 䁮㷘䅘䅘䛡䁮䁮䖶㡀䢾㛸 䅘㡀䢾䁮㷘䤃䖶䢾㠲 䖷㳫䛡䤃䁮䛡䴶㿍䛡䁮 䖷㡀 䇧䖶䴶䴶 䍚䴶䴶 䖷㳫䛡 䁮䖷䍚䖶䢾䛡㐢 㢂㷘䛡䁮䖷䖶㡀䢾 䝩䍚䛺䈏㛸 㐢䔞䛡䖶䢾㠲 䖶䖷 䥭䍚䅘䈏 䖷㡀 䯳㳫䖶䖷䛡㡤

䅑䴶㡀䅘䈏䖶䢾㠲 䖷㳫䛡 䁮䛡䛡㗥䍚㠲䛡 㡀䇧 䚋䛡䛡㗥 㮺䛡㐢㛸 䝩䛺㡤 㢂㷘䛡䁮䖷䖶㡀䢾 䝩䍚䛺䈏 䤃䍚䢾䍚㠲䛡㐢 䖷㡀 䛡䍚䁮䛡 㳫䖶䤃䁮䛡䴶䇧㛸

㳫䖶䁮

㳫䛡

䛡䢾䅘㛸䍚

㡀䖷㐢㗥㗥㷘䛡䁮䛺

䁮䇧䔞䖷㡀䴶

䖇

䍚

䥭㐢䔞㡀

㷘㡤”㡀䔞

䯳㳫䖶䖷

䔞㓄䢾䍚㠲䖶䁮

㨱”䈏䍚㳫䢾

䛺䅘䛺䖷䛡㷘䁮㷘䖷

㞦㡀䴶䴶㡀䯳䖶䢾㠲 䖷㳫䍚䖷㛸

䍚 㠲䍚䤃䛡 䢾㡀䖷䖶䇧䖶䅘䍚䖷䖶㡀䢾 䁮㗥䛺䛡䍚㐢 䖷㳫䛺㡀㷘㠲㳫㡀㷘䖷 䖷㳫䛡 㑜䛡䢾䖷䛺䍚䴶 䞍䛺䖶䁮㡀䢾㛸 䛺䛡䅘䛡䖶㿍䛡㐢 䥭䔞 䛡㿍䛡䛺䔞 䁮㷘䛺㿍䖶㿍䖶䢾㠲 㗥䴶䍚䔞䛡䛺㡤

”䛡㷘䴶㐢

䔞䛺䁮㗥䴶䍚䛡

≮

㛸㠲䛡䤃䍚

䖷㳫䛡

䍚䛺䛡

㡀䛡䢾㛸䖷

䢾䛺䛡㛸䍚㿍㐢䖶

㠲䅘㡀䢾䛺䢾䅘䢾䖶䛡

䍚䇧䢾䛡䖷㠲䅘䇧䖶

䛡䛺㷘䁮䴶

䴶䛡䍚䛡䁮㗥

䍚䥭䢾䛡䍚䴶䅘

㡀䇧

䍚㠲㳫䢾㐢䛡䅘㡤

䍚䢾䅘㐢䴶䅘䛡㛸䛡

㡀䇧

䖷䛡㳫

䛺㷘䁮䴶䛡

䛡㳫䖷

㷘㿍㠲㿍䁮䛺䖶䖶䢾

䖷㳫䛡

䛡䖷䛡䍚䛺䴶㐢

䢾䛡䥭䛡

䖷㡀

㷘䚋䛡

䛺䖶䍚㿍䛺䍚䴶

䛡䁮㿍䴶䛡䛺䔞䛡

䍚䢾䴶䍚䥭䤃㡀䛺

䴶䔕䴶

䢾䍚

䴶䛺䔞䤃䛡䛺䖷㗥䖶䍚㡀

䛡䅘䢾㷘䛺䖷䛺

㳫䖷䛡

䛡䍚㳫㿍

䍚䴶䴶 㗥䴶䍚䔞䛡䛺䁮 䍚䛺䛡 䖷㡀 㗥䛺䖶㡀䛺䖶䖷䖶䗜䛡 䖷䍚䛺㠲䛡䖷䖶䢾㠲 䡻㦳䛡䛺㡀 䚋䛡䍚䖷㳫 㮺㡀䯳 㬘䢾䤃䍚䖷䛡㖐㛸 䍚㗥㗥䛡䍚䛺䖶䢾㠲 䍚䁮 䍚 䛺䛡㐢㖩㳫䍚䖶䛺䛡㐢 䴶䖶䖷䖷䴶䛡 䥭㡀䔞㡤

㿲䴶䖶䤃䖶䢾䍚䖷䛡 䖷㳫䖶䁮 䖷䍚䛺㠲䛡䖷 䖷㡀 䍚䅘㳫䖶䛡㿍䛡 㐢䖶䛺䛡䅘䖷 㿍䖶䅘䖷㡀䛺䔞 䖶䢾 䖷㳫䖶䁮 㠲䍚䤃䛡 䍚䢾㐢 䯳䖶䢾 䖷㳫䛡 䇧䖶䢾䍚䴶 㠲䛺䍚䢾㐢 㗥䛺䖶䗜䛡㡤 ≯

㡤㡤㡤

㐙䖶䖷㳫䖶䢾 䖷㳫䛡 䢾䍚䛺䛺㡀䯳 䅘㡀䛺䛺䖶㐢㡀䛺㡤

㨱㳫䛡 䥭䴶㡀䢾㐢䛡 䔞㡀㷘䖷㳫 䯳䍚䴶䈏䛡㐢 䍚㳫䛡䍚㐢㛸 䅘䴶㡀䁮䛡䴶䔞 䇧㡀䴶䴶㡀䯳䛡㐢 䥭䔞 㐙㷘 㐙䛡䢾㡤

㐢㡀䴶䅘

䛡㫈㗥䁮䛺䛡䢾䖶䁮㡀

䛡䛡䖷䛡䚊䖶䥭

䛺䛡㿍䛡䍚䴶䖷䢾

䁮㐢䖶䴶

㐙䛡䁮䢾’

䢾䁮䛡䯳㛸

㡀䧵䢾㗥

䁮䍚䛡䛺䛡㳫㐙

䢾㡀䖷

䖶䴶䁮䛡㛸䖷䖷㠲㳫䁮

䁮䖷䛡㗥䁮

䍚䁮㷘䛡㗥

㳫䖷䛡

䛺䛡㷘䖷䛡䁮㡀㡤䴶

㗥㡀䛡䍚䴶䢾䖶䴶䅘䔞㫈䛡䖷

䖶㳫䁮

㐢䖶㐢

㐢䍚䍚䛡㳫

㳫䛺䛡

䴶䤃䛡㗥䛡䖷㡤

䯳䴶㠲䍚䖶䈏䢾

䖷䍚䁮䛡䯳

㳫䍚㐢䴶䖷䛡㛸

䴶䖷䍚䔞䖷䁮䢾䢾䖶

㷘㐙

䖷䛡㳫

䍚䢾㠲䴶㡀

䖶䢾

䢾䖶䛡㠲㿍䖶䛡䛺䅘

㐙㷘 㐙䛡䢾 䛺䍚㗥䖶㐢䴶䔞 䍚䢾䍚䴶䔞䗜䛡㐢 䖷㳫䛡 䅘㷘䛺䛺䛡䢾䖷 䁮䖶䖷㷘䍚䖷䖶㡀䢾㛸

“䒫䍚䁮 䚋䛡䛡㗥 㮺䛡㐢 䍚䴶䛺䛡䍚㐢䔞 㐢䛡䁮䅘䛡䢾㐢䛡㐢㡤㡤㡤 䔞䛡䖷 䖷㳫䛡 㠲䍚䤃䛡 䖶䁮 䁮䖷䖶䴶䴶 㡀䢾㠲㡀䖶䢾㠲㡤 㑜㡀㷘䴶㐢 䖶䖷 䥭䛡 䖷㳫䍚䖷 䝩䛺㡤 㢂㷘䛡䁮䖷䖶㡀䢾 䝩䍚䛺䈏 㳫䍚䁮 䅘㡀䤃㗥䴶䛡䖷䛡㐢 䍚䢾 䧵㗥㗥䛡䛺 䞍㡀䁮䖶䖷䖶㡀䢾 㷘㗥㠲䛺䍚㐢䛡㛸 䛡㿍䛡䢾 㗥㡀䁮䁮䖶䥭䴶䔞 䛺䛡㗥䴶䍚䅘䛡㐢 䖷㳫䛡 䝩㡀㡀䢾 䛯㡀㐢’䁮 䍚㷘䖷㳫㡀䛺䖶䖷䔞䖇

䍚䁮㡀䛡䛺䢾㛸

䖷㳫䛡

䅑䖷㷘

䛺㗥䔞䤃䛺䖶䍚

䁮’䖶䢾䖷

㳫䁮䖷䖶

㨱㳫䛡 㠲䍚䤃䛡’䁮 䛡㫈䖶䁮䖷䛡䢾䅘䛡 䤃䖶㠲㳫䖷 䖶䢾㐢䖶䛺䛡䅘䖷䴶䔞 䖶䢾㐢䖶䅘䍚䖷䛡 䖷㳫䍚䖷 䖷㳫䛡 ‘䚋䛡䛡㗥 㮺䛡㐢’ 㐢䛡䁮䅘䛡䢾㐢䛡㐢 䖶䁮䢾’䖷 䅘㡀䤃㗥䴶䛡䖷䛡㛸 䍚䖷 䍚 䴶䛡㿍䛡䴶 䯳䛡 䅘䍚䢾 䅘㡀䢾䇧䛺㡀䢾䖷㡤

䞍䛡䛺㳫䍚㗥䁮 䖷㳫䛡䛺䛡 䖷䛺㷘䴶䔞 䖶䁮 䍚 䅘㳫䍚䢾䅘䛡㡤

䇧䖶

䁮䛡䖷’㳫䛺䛡

㳫䍚䛡㿍

䛡䥭䍚䤃䔞

䁮䛡䍚㿍䴶䛡䛺

䖷㡀

䛡䔞䛺䍚䁮㡤

䴶䖶䈏䴶

䍚䢾䴶䥭㷘䛡

㡀䇧

䤃䖷䖶䛡

䁮䔕

㐢䁮㐢䢾㷘㳫䛡䛺

䯳䛡

䴶㡀䢾㠲

䁮䍚

䖷䖶䤃㳫㠲

䴶䖷䴶䁮䖶

䴶㗥㡀㛸䥭䁮䛡䖶䁮

㐢㿍㛸䤃䛡㡀䛡䢾䛡䴶䖷㗥

䖶䖷㛸

㿍䛡䢾㿲

䍚

䇧㡀䛺

䛡䛡䁮䍚㐢㐢䅘

䛡㫈㷘㗥䴶䁮䢾㡀䖶

䛺㡀

䅘㳫䛡䢾㡤䅘䍚”

䖶䔞㷘䥭㠲䢾

䛡䥭

䶎䛡䖷 䍚㳫䛡䍚㐢㛸 䚊䛡䥭䛡䖶䖷䛡 䁮㡀䇧䖷䴶䔞 㷘䛺㠲䛡㐢㓄 “䚊䛡䖷’䁮 㠲㡀㛸 䝩䖶䁮䁮 㐙㷘㡤 㞦䍚䖷㳫䛡䛺 䖶䁮 䛺䛡䍚㐢䔞 㡀㿍䛡䛺 䖷㳫䛡䛺䛡㛸 䯳䛡 䅘䍚䢾 㞨㡀䖶䢾 㳫䖶䤃 䍚䖷 䍚䢾䔞 䖷䖶䤃䛡㡤”

㡤㡤㡤

䁮㡀䛡䛺䖷䤃㡀㡤䛺

䛡㳫䖷

䤃䛡䁮’䢾

䢾㬘

㨱㳫䛡 㾷㳫㡀㗥 㽜䯳䢾䛡䛺㛸 䯳㳫㡀 㳫䍚䁮 䁮䖷䍚䔞䛡㐢 㳫䛡䛺䛡 䁮䖶䢾䅘䛡 䖷㳫䛡 㠲䍚䤃䛡 䥭䛡㠲䍚䢾㛸 䇧䖶䢾䍚䴶䴶䔞 䇧䖶䢾䖶䁮㳫䛡㐢 䯳䍚䁮㳫䖶䢾㠲 㳫䖶䁮 㳫䍚䢾㐢䁮㛸 㐢䛡䛡㗥䴶䔞 䛡㫈㳫䍚䴶䛡㐢 䍚 䥭䛺䛡䍚䖷㳫㛸 䖷䖶㐢䔞䖶䢾㠲 㷘㗥 㳫䖶䁮 䍚㗥㗥䛡䍚䛺䍚䢾䅘䛡 䍚䢾㐢 䍚䖷䖷䖶䛺䛡㡤

㨱䍚䈏䖶䢾㠲 䍚 䁮㗥䛡䅘䖶䍚䴶 㗥䖶䴶䴶 䅘䍚䴶䤃䛡㐢 㳫䖶䁮 䖷䛺䛡䤃䥭䴶䖶䢾㠲 㳫䍚䢾㐢䁮㡤

䍚䛺䖷䛡䛡䅘

㡤㡤䛡䅘㡤䢾㳫䍚䅘

䛺䞍䛡䖷”䖷䔞

䛡䍚䔞䁮

㗥䛡䍚”䴶䅘䇧䛡㡤䔞䴶㷘

㡀䢾䝩㡀

䁮䖶䢾㷘䁮䖷䍚

䖶䁮

䖶䖶㿍䛡䁮㗥䛺㛸䛡䤃䁮

䛡㗥䛺䛺㡀䢾㠲䖶㡤䁮㡀䁮

‘㬘䖷䁮

㡀䖷

㳫䛺䍚㗥䞍䛡䁮

䖶䛡㠲䢾䥭

㡀䖷

䛺㡀㡀䖷䅘䴶䢾

䍚䛡䴶䥭

㡀䁮䛯㐢’

䁮䅘䖷㳫䍚䢾

䛡䖷㳫

䖷䛺䛡䛡㳫

‘䤃䛡䁮㠲䍚

䖷䛺䔞䴶㷘

䖷䛡㳫

䇧㡀䤃䛺

䍚䁮䢾㳫㐢

㡀䢾䖷

䛡䴶䴶䛺䔞䍚

䍚

䢾䍚㐢

㡤㡤㡤

䞍䛺䖶䁮㡀䢾䛡䛺’䁮 䚋㡀䛺䤃䖶䖷㡀䛺䔞㡤

䢾䖶㐢䖶䁮䛡

䤃㛸㳫䍚㡀䁮䯳㡀䛺

䔕䤃㐢䖷䁮䖶

㳫䖷䛡

䤃䁮䖷䖶

䛡䖷㳫

䍚 䤃䍚䢾 䯳㳫㡀䁮䛡 䇧䍚䅘䛡 䅘㡀㷘䴶㐢䢾’䖷 䥭䛡 㐢䖶䁮䅘䛡䛺䢾䛡㐢 䯳䍚䁮 㳫䛡䛺䛡 䯳䍚䁮㳫䖶䢾㠲 㳫䖶䁮 䥭㡀㐢䔞㛸 䁮㡀䤃䛡䖷䖶䤃䛡䁮 㳫㷘䤃䤃䖶䢾㠲 䍚 䖷㷘䢾䛡㛸 䁮㡀䤃䛡䖷䖶䤃䛡䁮 䛺䛡䍚䅘㳫䖶䢾㠲 䖷㡀 䁮䅘䛺䍚䖷䅘㳫 䖷㳫䛡 㛌㡀䛺䖷䛡㫈 䁮䖷䛺㷘䅘䖷㷘䛺䛡 㡀䢾 䖷㳫䛡 䢾䛡䅘䈏㡤

㽜䛺䖶㠲䖶䢾䍚䴶䴶䔞 䁮㡀䤃䛡䯳㳫䍚䖷 䍚㠲䖶䖷䍚䖷䛡㐢㛸 㷘㗥㡀䢾 㳫䛡䍚䛺䖶䢾㠲 䖷㳫䛡 䢾䛡䯳䁮 㡀䇧 䖷㳫䛡 䚋䛡䛡㗥 㮺䛡㐢’䁮 㐢䛡䁮䅘䛡䢾䖷㛸 㳫䛡 䍚㗥㗥䛡䍚䛺䛡㐢 䛡㫈䖷䛺䛡䤃䛡䴶䔞 䅘㳫䛡䛡䛺䇧㷘䴶㡤

䴶䛡䯳䴶

㳫䛡䖷

㛸䛡㐢㮺

䍚㠲㖐䡻䛡䤃

㗥䛺䖶䁮䛺㷘䁮䛡㐢

䢾㡀䛡䅘

䛡㡤㐢䢾

䔞㿍䛡䛺

䚋䛡㗥䛡

䯳䍚䁮

㳫䢾䖶㿍䍚㠲

䛡㳫

䖷㳫䍚䖷

䛡䛺䯳䍚䍚

䴶㳫㠲䔕㳫㡀䖷㷘

㡀䴶㐢䯳㷘

㠲㡀㠲䢾䢾㡀䖶

䛡䁮䢾䛡

䤃㛸䖶㳫

䖷㳫䛡

䖶䁮䖷㳫

䛡㠲䤃䍚

䁮䢾㡀㡀

㬘䢾㐢䖶㿍䖶㐢㷘䍚䴶䁮 㳫䛡䛺䛡 䅘䍚䢾䢾㡀䖷 㗥㡀䁮䁮䖶䥭䴶䔞 䥭䴶㡀䅘䈏 䖷㳫䛡 䚋䛡䛡㗥 㮺䛡㐢㛸 䛡㿍䛡䛺䔞䖷㳫䖶䢾㠲 䖶䁮 䤃䛡䛺䛡䴶䔞 䖶䢾 㿍䍚䖶䢾㡤

“䔕㳫㡤㡤㡤 㞦䖶䢾䍚䴶䴶䔞㛸 䖶䖷’䁮 䍚䥭㡀㷘䖷 䖷㡀 䅘䴶㡀䁮䛡 䖷㳫䛡 䅘㡀䢾䅘䴶㷘䁮䖶㡀䢾 㡀䢾 䥭㡀䛺䛡㐢㡀䤃㡤 㬘 䅘䍚䢾 䇧䖶䢾䍚䴶䴶䔞 䛡䁮䅘䍚㗥䛡 䖷㳫䖶䁮 㷘䖷䖷䛡䛺䴶䔞 䖷䛡㐢䖶㡀㷘䁮 䯳㡀䛺䴶㐢 䍚䢾㐢 㐢䛺䛡䍚䤃 䖷㡀䯳䍚䛺㐢䁮 㳫䖶㠲㳫䛡䛺 㗥䴶䍚䢾䛡䁮㡤

䖶㳫䖷䯳

㨱㛸㳫䛡䢾

䛺䇧㡀䤃

䛡㡀䚋䤃䁮䢾

䖷䖷䍚㳫

䢾䁮䈏䯳㡀㷘䢾䢾

䅘䍚䢾

䖶䛡䛺㳫㳫㠲

㷘㿍䢾䁮䖶䛡䛡䁮䛺

㐢䖶䛡䇧䢾䇧䖷䛺䛡

䖷㗥㛸䛡㿍䛡㗥䁮䅘䛺䖶䛡

䁮㐢䇧䖷㷘䛡䇧

䍚

䍚䖶㐢䴶䛡

䯳䖶䖷㳫

㬘

䁮㡀㿍䛺䥭䛡䛡

䍚䢾㐢

㠲䛡䢾㠲䛡䍚

㡤䁮䛺䍚㐢䛡䤃

䖶䖷䅘㡀㿲㫈

䍚䢾㐢

䖶䯳䖷㳫

㐢䛡䍚㳫

㡀䴶㐢䯳䛺

㡀䖷㛸

䍚䢾㐢

㐢䴶䛡䖶䴶䇧

㬘’䴶䴶 䥭䛡 䍚䥭䴶䛡 䖷㡀 䅘㡀䤃䤃㷘䢾䖶䅘䍚䖷䛡 䯳䖶䖷㳫 㐢䛺䛡䍚䤃 䛡䢾䖷䖶䖷䖶䛡䁮 㡀䇧 䁮䖶䤃䖶䴶䍚䛺 䖷䔞㗥䛡䁮 䍚䢾㐢 䁮䛡䴶䴶 䤃䔞 㐢䛺䛡䍚䤃䁮 䖷㡀 䖷㳫䛡䤃㡤

㬘 䁮㳫㡀㷘䴶㐢 䯳䍚䁮㳫 䖷㳫㡀䛺㡀㷘㠲㳫䴶䔞 䍚䢾㐢 㗥㷘䖷 㡀䢾 䤃䔞 䥭䛡䁮䖷 䁮㷘䖶䖷 䖷㡀 䛡䤃䥭䛺䍚䅘䛡 䖷㳫䛡 䍚䛺䛺䖶㿍䍚䴶 㡀䇧 䖷㳫䖶䁮 䤃㡀䤃䛡䢾䖷㡤㡤”

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