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  • ่“ๅŽ˜ๅ ‚๏ผ”ใ‚ณใƒž็•ชๅค–็ทจๅฐ่ชฌใ‚‚ใฉใใ€Ghostrick_liveใ€‘7

    ใƒฉใƒณใฏใฉใ†ใ—ใŸใ‹ใจใ„ใ†ใจใ€ใใ‚ใใ‚ๆˆ‘ๆ…ขใฎ้™็•Œใซ้”ใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚
    ใ€€้€€ๅฑˆใชใฎใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ใ‚ทใƒฅใƒˆใƒฉใƒ˜ใƒซใƒ„ๅฎถใฎใƒกใ‚คใƒ‰้”ใฏใ€่ฆชๅ‹้”ใ‚„ใใฎ่ฆชไปฃใ‚ใ‚Šใฎๅคงไบบ้”ใซ่ฒ ใ‘ใชใ„ใใ‚‰ใ„ใฎๅ€‹ๆ€งๆดพๆƒใ„ใงใ€็ตถใˆใš้จ’ๅ‹•ใŒ่ตทใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚็š†ใ€ใƒฉใƒณใŒ็ฌ‘้ก”ใ‚’ไฝœใ‚Œใชใ„ไบ‹ใ‚’็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€ใ“ใ“ๆ•ฐๆ—ฅใงใƒฉใƒณใฎ้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฅฝใ—ใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใใ†ใงใชใ„ใฎใ‹ใ‚’่ชญใฟๅ–ใ‚‹่ก“ใซใ‚‚้•ทใ‘ใฆใใฆใ€็ฌ‘ใ„ใฎใƒ„ใƒœใ‚’ๆŽขใ‚ใ†ใจใ‚ใ–ใจ้จ’ๅ‹•ใ‚’่ตทใ“ใ—ใฆใฏใ‚ณใƒซใซๆฎฒๆป…ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใƒกใ‚คใƒ‰ใพใงๅ‡บใฆใใŸ็จ‹ใ ใ€‚ใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใฎ็”ฒๆ–ใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใฆใ€ใƒฉใƒณใ‚’ๆ„›ใงใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใฎๅฏพ่ฑกใจใ—ใฆ่ฆ‹ใŸใ‚Šใ€็„ก็†ใซ่ฟซใ‚ใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใƒกใ‚คใƒ‰ใฏ่‹ฅๅนฒไธ€ๅ๏ผˆๆกƒ่‰ฒใชใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ„๏ผ‰ใ‚’้™คใ„ใฆใ„ใชใใชใ‚Šใ€ๆ„ๅ›ณใ›ใšใƒฉใƒณใŒ้จ’ๅ‹•ใซๅทปใ่พผใพใ‚ŒใŸๆ™‚ใฏใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚’ๆฅฝใ—ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ฎใƒชใ‚ฎใƒชใฎใƒฉใ‚คใƒณใพใง้€€้ฟใ•ใ›ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใŠไป˜ใใฎใ‚ญใƒฅใ‚คใ‚‚็›ธๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใš็”ฒๆ–็”ฒๆ–ใ—ใไธ–่ฉฑใ‚’ใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใฆใ€่‡ช็„ถไฝ“ใงไผš่ฉฑใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ‚‚ๅข—ใˆใ€้จ’ๅ‹•ใฎ้š›ใซใฏใƒกใ‚คใƒ‰้”ใซๆททใ˜ใฃใฆ็ฌ‘ใ„ใ€ๆณฃใใ€ๆ™‚ใซใฏๆ€’ใ‚‹๏ผˆ่ฟซๅŠ›ใฏ็„กใ„ใŒ๏ผ‰ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใ‚Šใ€ไป–ใฎใƒกใ‚คใƒ‰้”ใฏใ‚ญใƒฅใ‚คใŒๅฐ‘ใ—ใšใคๆฅใšใ‹ใ—ใŒใ‚Šๅฑ‹ใฎ้ขใŒๅฝขใ‚’ๆฝœใ‚ใ€ใ‚„ใฃใจๅœฐใงๆŽฅใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใฃใฆใใŸใจๅ–œใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ€‚ใใ—ใฆใ€ใใฎใ‚ญใƒฅใ‚คใฎๅค‰ๅŒ–ใฏใƒฉใƒณใฎใŠไป˜ใใซใชใ‚ŒใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ€ใ‚ญใƒฅใ‚คใ‚’ไผดใฃใŸใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใ‚’ๆๆกˆใ—ใฆๅ‹ๅˆฉใ—ใ€ใ‚ญใƒฅใ‚คใซ่‡ชไฟกใ‚’ไป˜ใ‘ใ•ใ›ใŸใƒฉใƒณใฎๅŠŸ็ธพใ ใ€ใจๅฃใ€…ใซ่ค’ใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ€‚
    ๏ผˆ็š†ใŒ่จ€ใ†็จ‹ใ€ๅคงใ—ใŸไบ‹ใฏใ—ใฆใ„ใชใ„ใฎใซใญ๏ผ‰
    ใ€€ใ“ใใฐใ‚†ใ„ๆ€ใ„ใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใคใคใ‚‚ใ€ใใฃใ‹ใ‘ใใ‚‰ใ„ใซใฏใชใ‚ŒใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใจๆ€ใ†ใจใ€ใ‚ญใƒฅใ‚คใŒ็ฌ‘ใ†ใŸใณใซๅฌ‰ใ—ใใชใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚
    ใ€€ใ—ใ‹ใ—ไฝ•ใ‹ใŒ็‰ฉ่ถณใ‚Šใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚
    ใ€€ๆ™ฎๆฎตไฝ•ใ‹ใจใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ‹ใ„ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ใ‚จใƒซใ‚ถใฏๆฏŽๆ—ฅใ€ๆœๆ—ฉใๅ‡บๆŽ›ใ‘ใฆใฏๆทฑๅคœ้…ใใซๅธฐๅฎ…ใ—ใ€ใปใ‚“ใฎๆ•ฐๆ™‚้–“ๅฏใŸใ ใ‘ใงใ™ใใซ่ตทๅบŠใ—ใ€ใƒฉใƒณใŒ่ตทใใ‚‹ๅ‰ใซๆœ้ฃŸใ‚’ๆธˆใพใ›ใฆใ€ใพใŸๅ‡บใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ใƒŸใƒ•ใ‚ฃใฏใŸใพใซ้€ฃใ‚Œๅ‡บใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใงใ€ๅŸบๆœฌ็š„ใซใฏใ‚ทใƒฅใƒˆใƒฉใƒ˜ใƒซใƒ„้‚ธใซๆฎ‹ใ‚Šใƒฉใƒณใฎ็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใ ใŒใ€ใ‚„ใฏใ‚Š็ซ‹ๅ ดไธŠใƒกใ‚คใƒ‰ใฎไป•ไบ‹ใ‚’ใ—ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใชใ‚‰ใšใ€ใƒฉใƒณใซไป˜ใใฃใใ‚Šใจใ„ใ†่จณใซใฏใ„ใ‹ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ๅธธใซใƒฉใƒณใฎๅ‚ใซๆŽงใˆ่ฉฑใ—็›ธๆ‰‹ใซใชใฃใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ญใƒฅใ‚คใจใ€็Œซๅฏๆ„›ใŒใ‚Šใฏใ‚„ใ‚ใฆใ‚‚ใƒฉใƒณใฎๆฐ—ใ‚’ๅผ•ใ“ใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ‚„ใ‚ใชใ„ใƒกใ‚คใƒ‰้”ใฎใŠ้™ฐใงใ€ใ‚„ใŸใ‚‰ใซๅบƒใ„้‚ธๅฎ…ๅ†…ใงใ‚‚ๅญค็‹ฌใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใฏใชใ‹ใฃใŸใŒใ€ๆ™ฎๆฎต็”Ÿๆดปใ‚’ๅ…ฑใซใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹่€…้”ใŒๅ‚ใซๅฑ…ใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†็Šถๆณใซใ€ไธ€ๆŠนใฎๅฏ‚ใ—ใ•ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ใใ‚“ใชๆ™‚ใ€่ด…ๆฒขใชๆ‚ฉใฟใ ใชใ€ใจ่งฃใฃใฆใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๆ—ฅๆœฌใซๅฑ…ใ‚‹ๅ‹ไบบ้”ใฎ้ก”ใŒๆตฎใ‹ใถใฎใ ใ€‚ใ“ใฎๅฑ‹ๆ•ทใซๆฏ”ในใ‚Œใฐๆ—ฅๆœฌใฎ่‡ชๅฎ…ใฏ้›ขใ‚Œใฎๅฐๅฑ‹ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚็‹ญใ„ใŒใ€ใ‚ใฎๅฎถใงๅฝๅฎถๆ—ใจๅฏ่ตทใใ‚’ๅ…ฑใซใ—ใ€ๅ‹ไบบ้”ใจ้ฆฌ้นฟใ‚’ใ‚„ใฃใฆใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚Œๅˆใ†็”ŸๆดปใŒใ€ๅ ชใ‚‰ใชใๆ‹ใ—ใ„ใ€‚
    ใ€€ใƒฉใƒณใฏใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ—ใŸใƒ›ใƒผใƒ ใ‚ทใƒƒใ‚ฏใซ็ฝนใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ไธ€ๅฟœใ“ใ“ใŒๅฎŸๅฎถใงใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใŒโ€ฆไฝใ‚ใฐ้ƒฝใจใ„ใ†ใซใฏใ€ใพใ ้Žใ”ใ—ใŸๆ™‚้–“ใŒ็Ÿญ้ŽใŽใŸใ€‚

    ใ€Œไธ่ถณใ€€ใ‚ทใƒ†ใ€€ใ‚คใƒžใ‚นใ€
    ใ€€่‡ชๅฎคใฎใƒ™ใƒƒใƒ‰ใซ่…ฐๆŽ›ใ‘ใฆใ€ใƒญใƒœใƒƒใƒˆใƒœใ‚คใ‚นใงๅ”็ชใซ่ชžใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸใƒฉใƒณใซใ€ใ‚ญใƒฅใ‚คใจใ‚ณใƒซใฏๅฐ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๅ‚พใ’ใŸใ€‚
    ใ€Œใ‚ฟใƒžใƒชใƒฅใƒ‹ใ‚ฆใƒ ใ€€ใ‚ฌใ€€ไธ่ถณใ€€ใ‚ทใƒ†ใ€€ใ‚คใƒžใ‚นใ€
    ใ€Œใฏใใ€ใใฎใ‚ฟใƒžใƒชใƒฅใƒ‹ใ‚ฆใƒ ใจใฏไฝ•ใฎไบ‹ใงใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€
    ใ€Œใˆใ…โ€ฆใƒžใ‚ฐใƒใ‚ทใ‚ฆใƒ ใฟใŸใ„ใชใ‚‚ใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹๏ผŸใ€
    ใ€€่žใ„ใŸไบ‹ใ‚‚็„กใ„ๅŒ–ๅญฆ็‰ฉ่ณชใ‚‰ใ—ใๅ็งฐใซๅคงใใชใƒใƒ†ใƒŠใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใ‚‹ไบŒไบบใฎๅ‰ใงใ€ๅ€’ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใƒ™ใƒƒใƒ‰ใซไปฐๅ‘ใ‘ใซใชใฃใŸใƒฉใƒณใŒใ€ๅฐใ•ใชๅฃฐใงๅ‘Ÿใ„ใŸใ€‚
    ใ€Œ็މ็ซœใซไผšใ„ใŸใ„โ€ฆไป–ใฎๅ‹้”ใซใ‚‚ใ€
    ใ€ŒๅฐใŠๅฌขๆง˜โ€ฆใ€
    ใ€Œใˆใ…โ€ฆไพๅพ“้•ทใ€ใ‚ฟใƒžใƒชใƒฅใƒผใฃใฆ่ชฐใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†๏ผŸใ€
    ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใชใŸใฏใพใ ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใญใ€‚ใŠๅฌขๆง˜ใฎใŠๅผŸๅญใ•ใ‚“ๅ…ผ็พฉ็†ใฎๅจ˜ใฎใ‚ปใƒฌใƒณๆง˜ใŒ่‚ฒใฆใฆใ„ใ‚‹็ซœใฎๅญไพ›ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๅฎถใŒ้šฃๅŒๅฃซใ ใใ†ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€่ฆชใ—ใใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€
    ใ€Œใ”ๅ‹ไบบใ€ใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใญใ€
    ๏ผˆ้ŠใณใŸใ„็››ใ‚Šใฎๅนด้ ƒใซใ€ๅ‹ไบบใจๅผ•ใ้›ขใ•ใ‚Œใฆ้€ฃใ‚Œใฆใ“ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‚‚ใฎใญโ€ฆไผšใ„ใŸใใ‚‚ใชใ‚‹ใ€ใ‹ใ€‚ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆœ€่ฟ‘ใ€ๅฐใŠๅฌขๆง˜ใฏๅ…ƒๆฐ—ใŒใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใญโ€ฆ๏ผ‰
    ใ€€ใ™ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใ—ใ‚‡ใผใใ‚Œใฆๅž‚ใ‚ŒใŸใƒฉใƒณใซใ€ๆ‰‹ใ‚’้ ฌใซๅฝ“ใฆใฉใ†ใ—ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ‹ใจๆ€ๆกˆใซๆšฎใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ณใƒซใ€‚ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ‚ญใƒฅใ‚คใŒไธๆ€่ญฐ้ก”ใงๅฐ‹ใญใŸใ€‚
    ใ€Œใ‚ใฎใ€ใ‚ใ…โ€ฆใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚’ไฝฟใˆใฐใ„ใ„ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€ใใฎใ€ใˆใˆใจโ€ฆใฆใ‚Œใฝใ‚“๏ผใ€
    ใ€Œใ‚ญใƒฅใ‚คใ€ใƒ†ใƒฌโ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒณโ€ใญใ€๏ผฐ๏ผฏ๏ผฎใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใใฆ๏ผฐ๏ผจ๏ผฏ๏ผฎ๏ผฅใ€‚ใงใ‚‚ใใ†ใญใ€ๅฐใŠๅฌขๆง˜ใ€ๅ›ฝ้š›้›ป่ฉฑใงใ”ๅ‹ไบบใจใŠ่ฉฑใ—ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใฟใฆใฏๅฆ‚ไฝ•ใงใ™๏ผŸใ€
    ใ€€ใ‚ณใƒซใŒ่จ€ใ„ๅˆ‡ใ‚‹ๅ‰ใซใƒฉใƒณใŒใƒ™ใƒƒใƒ‰ใ‹ใ‚‰่ทณใญ่ตทใใŸใ€ใใฎ็žฌ้–“ใฏ็›ฎใง่ฟฝใˆใŸใŒใ€ๆฌกใฎ็žฌ้–“ใซใฏไธกๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆกใ‚‰ใ‚ŒๆœŸๅพ…ใฎ็œผๅทฎใ—ใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚
    ใ€Œใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚้›ป่ฉฑใ—ใŸใ„ใ€‚็މ็ซœใจใŠ่ฉฑใ—ใŸใ„๏ผใ€
    ๏ผˆใ†ใ€ๅ‹•ใใŒ่ฆ‹ๅˆ‡ใ‚Œใชใ‹ใฃใŸโ€ฆ๏ผ๏ผ‰
    ใ€€ไปฅๅ‰ใฎ้บ่ทก่ชฟๆŸปใงๅŒ่กŒใ—ใŸ้›ชๆ‹ใจ่ฉฑใ—ใŸๆ™‚ใซ็މ็ซœใŒๅฅณใฎๅญใ ใจ่žใ„ใฆใ„ใŸ็‚บใ€ใพใ•ใ‹ใƒฉใƒณใŒๅŒๆ€งใฎ็މ็ซœใ‚’ๅ‹ไบบใฎๆž ใ‚’่ถ…ใˆใฆๆ‹ไบบใจใ—ใฆ่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใพใงใฏ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใšใ€ใ“ใ‚ŒใŒๆ„Ÿๆƒ…ใŒๅฏ่ƒฝใจใ™ใ‚‹้™็•Œใ‚’่ถ…ใˆใŸๅ‹•ใใ‹ใ€ใจไบบใŒๆŒใคๆ„Ÿๆƒ…ใฎๆœช็Ÿฅใฎ้ ˜ๅŸŸใซๆˆฆๆ…„ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ณใƒซใŒใ€ใใ‚ŒใŒๆ‹ใ™ใ‚‹ไน™ๅฅณใŒ็™บๆฎใ™ใ‚‹้™ๅฎš็•ฐ่ƒฝโ€ไน™ๅฅณๅŠ›๏ผˆใ€ŒใŠใจใ‚ใขใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใจ่ชญใ‚€๏ผ‰โ€ใŒๅฏ่ƒฝใซใ—ใŸ่ถ…ๅๅฟœใ ใจ็Ÿฅใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ใพใ ใพใ ๅ…ˆใฎ่ฉฑใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚
    ใ€€ๅพ…ใกใใ‚Œใชใ„ใฎใ‹ใ€ๆ—ฉใๆ—ฉใใจใ›ใŒใ‚€ใƒฉใƒณใฎ่ถณ่ธใฟใŒๆ—ฉ้€ใ‚Šใ—ใŸใŠใผใ‚“ใ“ใผใ‚“ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚ฟใƒƒใƒ—ใซใชใ‚Šๅง‹ใ‚ใŸ่พบใ‚Šใงๆˆ‘ใซ่ฟ”ใฃใŸใ‚ณใƒซใฏใ€ใƒฉใƒณใ‚’้€ฃใ‚Œใฆไบ‹ๅ‹™ๅฎคใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚
    ใ€Œใ“ใ“ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใƒกใ‚คใƒ‰้”ใซ้‚ช้ญ”ใ‚’ใ•ใ‚Œใš่ฝใก็€ใ„ใฆใŠ่ฉฑใงใใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใ„ใพใ™ใ€
    ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ€ใ‚ณใƒซใ•ใ‚“๏ผใ€
    ใ€€ใ•ใฃใใ้›ป่ฉฑใซ้ฃ›ใณใคใใƒฉใƒณใ€‚็›ดๅพŒใซๅ›ฝ้š›้›ป่ฉฑใฎใ‹ใ‘ๆ–นใŒๅˆคใ‚‰ใชใ„ใจๅ–šใ„ใŸใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ—ใŸใŒใ€ไปฃใ‚ใ‚Šใซใ‚ณใƒซใŒใƒŠใƒณใƒใƒผใ‚’ๅ…ฅๅŠ›ใ™ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใง็„กไบ‹ใ€่“ๅŽ˜ๅ ‚ใซ้›ป่ฉฑใŒ็น‹ใŒใฃใŸใ€‚
    ใ€Œ็މ็ซœ๏ผ็މ็ซœ๏ผ๏ผŸใ€
    ใ€Žใƒฉใƒณใกใ‚ƒใ‚“๏ผŸไน…ใ—ๆŒฏใ‚Š๏ฝžใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ—ใŸใฎใ€ใพใ ๅค–ๅ›ฝใซๅฑ…ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ—ใ‚‡๏ผŸใ€
    ใ€Œใ†ใ‚“โ€ฆ็މ็ซœใซไผšใˆใชใใฆๅฏ‚ใ—ใ„ใฎโ€ฆใ€
    ใ€Žใ‚ใฏใฏใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ไบŒ้€ฑ้–“ใ‚‚ไผšใฃใฆใชใ„ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใญใ€‚ใงใ‚‚ไปŠใใฃใกใฎใ‚จใƒซใ‚ถใฎๅฎถใซๅฑ…ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ—ใ‚‡๏ผŸใ‚ปใƒฌใƒ–ใฎๆšฎใ‚‰ใ—ใฃใฆใฉใ‚“ใชๆ„Ÿใ˜๏ผŸใ€
    ใ€Œไธ–็•ŒใŒ้•ใ„้ŽใŽใฆ่ƒƒใซ็ฉดใŒ็ฉบใใใ†โ€ฆใฃใฆใ€็މ็ซœ็ŸฅใฃใฆใŸใฎใ€ใ‚ใฎไบบใŒใŠ้‡‘ๆŒใกใ ใฃใŸใฃใฆไบ‹๏ผ๏ผŸใ€
    ใ€Žใ†ใ‚“ใ€ใชใ‚“ใ ใฃใ‘ใ‚ทใƒฅใƒˆใƒฉใƒ˜ใƒซใƒ„ใƒปใ‚ณใƒณใƒ„ใ‚งใƒซใƒณใ ใฃใ‘ใ€ๅฝ“ไธปใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใญใ€้šฃใซ่ถŠใ—ใฆๆฅใŸๆ™‚ใซใใฎ่ฉฑใฏ่žใ„ใฆใŸใ€‚ๆ˜”ใ€ใŸใพใซ้Šโ˜†ๆˆฏโ˜†ใ‚ฆใ‚ฉใƒผใฎ้ซ˜้กใชใƒฌใ‚ขใ‚ซใƒผใƒ‰่ฒทใฃใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ่ฒทใฃใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ‚Šใ—ใฆใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚้›ชๆ‹ใซใ€Œๅญซใ‚’็”˜ใ‚„ใ‹ใ™็ฅ–ๆฏใฟใŸใ„ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚„ใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใฃใฆๆ•ฃใ€…ๆ–‡ๅฅ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใใฆใ€ๅญฆๆ ก่กŒใๅง‹ใ‚ใŸ่พบใ‚Šใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏใ“ใฃใใ‚Š่ฒทใฆใใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹ใ€
    ใ€Œใใ€ใใ†ใ ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ โ€ฆใ‚ใ€ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚่ฉณใ—ใ„่ฉฑใฏๆŠœใใง่‰ฏใ„ใ‚ˆใญใ€‚ใ‚ใฎใญ่žใ„ใฆ่žใ„ใฆใ€ใ“ใฃใกใฎใƒกใ‚คใƒ‰ใ•ใ‚“้”ใŒใญโ€ฆใ€
    ใ€Žใ‚ใฏใฏ๏ผ้‡‘้ฆ™ใŠๅง‰ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฟใŸใ„ใ ใญใ€ใใฎไบบใ€‚ใ‚ใ€ใใฎ่ฉฑใงๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ใ“ใฃใกใฏๆ˜จๆ—ฅใ‹ใจใ‚Šใ‚“ใจๆ›ด็ด—ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใŒใ•ใโ€ฆใ€
    ใ€Œใˆ๏ฝžใ€ใใ‚Œใฏ็™ฝ็Ÿณใ•ใ‚“ใŒๆญฃใ—ใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‚ˆใ€็ดซๆœˆใฏ้–“้•ใฃใฆ่ฆšใˆใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„๏ผŸใใ†ใ„ใˆใฐใ€ใ“ใฃใกใซใ‚‚็™ฝ็Ÿณใ•ใ‚“ใฟใŸใ„ใช่›‡ใฎไบบใŒๅฑ…ใฆใญโ€ฆใ€
    ใ€€ๅ‹ไบบใฎๅฃฐใŒ่žใ‘ใฆไฝ™็จ‹ๅฌ‰ใ—ใ„ใฎใ‹ใ€ๅฟ…ๆญปใซ่ฉฑใ™ใƒฉใƒณใฎๅงฟใŒใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใพใ—ใใฆใ€ใ‚ณใƒซใฏๆ€ใ‚ใš้ก”ใŒ็ถปใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ€‚
    ใ€€ใใฎๅพŒใ‚ใงใฏใ€ๅ…ˆ็จ‹ใฎใƒฉใƒณใฎ่ถ…้€Ÿใ‚ฟใƒƒใƒ—ใŒใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใ‚‚ๆฐ—ใซใชใฃใฆๅ†็พใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจ่ฉฆใฟใŸใ‚ญใƒฅใ‚คใŒใ€็•ฐๆง˜ใซ้ซ˜้€Ÿ็งปๅ‹•ใ™ใ‚‹ไธ€้ขจๅค‰ใ‚ใฃใŸๅคชๆฅตๆ‹ณใ‚’ๆŠซ้œฒใ—ใฆใ‚บใƒƒใ‚ณใ‚ฑใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚

    ใ€ŒใŠๅ‹้”ใซ้›ป่ฉฑใ—ใฆโ€ฆใƒใƒƒใƒใ‚กใ€‚ใƒ›ใƒผใƒ ใ‚ทใƒƒใ‚ฏใฃใฆใ‚„ใคใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใƒ‡ใ‚นใ‹๏ผŸใฆใ‹ใ€ใ‚‚ใฃใจๆ—ฉใใซๆฐ—ไป˜ใในใใƒ‡ใ‚ทใŸใญใ€
    ใ€€ใƒฉใƒณใŒๅฐ‘ใ—ๅ…ƒๆฐ—ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๆˆปใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ณใƒซใฎ่ฉฑใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใƒ”ใƒณใ‚ฏใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใŒใ€ใ“ใ“ๆ•ฐๆ—ฅใฎใƒฉใƒณใฎๆง˜ๅญใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใใ†่จ€ใฃใŸ้€”็ซฏใ€ใƒ•ใƒซใ‚นใ‚คใƒณใ‚ฐใงใƒ“ใƒณใ‚ฟใ‚’ใƒ–ใƒ่พผใพใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚
    ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ”ใ‚ใ‚“ใชใ•ใ„ใ€ใ‚ใชใŸใŒๆญฃ่ซ–่จ€ใ†ใฎใŒ็„กๆ€งใซ่…นใŒ็ซ‹ใฃใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใคใ„ใ€
    ใ€Œใ„ใˆโ€ฆใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใƒ‡ใ‚นใ‘ใฉใญโ€ฆใใ†ใ„ใ†ใ‚ญใƒฃใƒฉใƒ‡ใ‚นใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ใŸใ—โ€ฆใ€
    ใ€€ใใฃใใ‚Š้ ฌใซๆฎ‹ใฃใŸใƒขใƒŸใ‚ธใ‚’ๆ“ฆใ‚‹ใƒ”ใƒณใ‚ฏใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใดใ‚Šๆถ™็›ฎใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆ™ฎๆฎตใฎ่กŒใ„ใฎๆ‚ชใ•ใฏไธ€ๅฟœ่‡ช่ฆšใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚
    ใ€Œใฟใ‚“ใชๅฐใŠๅฌขๆง˜ใฎๆฐ—ใ‚’ๅผ•ใๆ–นใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใซใ”ๅŸทๅฟƒใงใ™ใ‚‚ใฎใญใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ†ๅฐ‘ใ—ๅฐใŠๅฌขๆง˜ใฎไบ‹ใ‚’่€ƒใˆใฆๆฐ—ใซๆŽ›ใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใŠๅฏ‚ใ—ใ„ๆ€ใ„ใ‚’ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ‚‚็„กใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉโ€ฆใ€
    ใ€ŒไปŠใ‹ใ‚‰ใงใ‚‚้…ใใฏใชใ„ใจๆ€ใ„ใƒžใ‚นใ‚ˆ๏ผŸใ“ใ“ใฏใฒใจใคใ€ๅฐใŠๅฌขๆง˜ใซๆฐ—ๆ™ดใ‚‰ใ—ใ—ใฆ้ ‚ใ„ใŸใ‚‰ใฉใ†ใƒ‡ใ‚น๏ผŸใ€
    ใ€Œๆฐ—ๆ™ดใ‚‰ใ—โ€ฆใญใ‡ใ€
    ใ€Œ้จ’ใใ ใ‘ใŒๆฐ—ๆ™ดใ‚‰ใ—ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใƒ‡ใ‚นใ‚‚ใฎใ€‚ๅฐใŠๅฌขๆง˜ใฏใใ‚Œใชใ‚Šใซใ‚ใŸใ—้”ใฎ้จ’ใŽใ‚’ๆฅฝใ—ใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‰ใฃใ—ใ‚ƒใ‚‹ใฟใŸใ„ใƒ‡ใ‚นใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Šใ”ๆœฌไบบใฎใ‚นใƒˆใƒฌใ‚นใฏใ”่‡ช่บซใง็™บๆ•ฃใ—ใŸๆ–นใŒๅŠนๆžœ็š„ใ ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‚“ใƒ‡ใ‚นใ€
    ใ€Œใใ†ใญใ‡โ€ฆไพ‹ใˆใฐ๏ผŸใ€
    ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฏๅ‹ฟ่ซ–ใ€ใ‚ใŸใ—ใŒใƒ™ใƒƒใƒ‰ใฎไธŠใง่ถณ่…ฐ็ซ‹ใŸใชใใชใ‚‹ใพใงใ‚ฆใ‚ฝใƒ‡ใ‚นใ‚ดใƒกใƒณใƒŠใ‚ตใ‚ค๏ผใ€
    ใ€€็ใ—ใใพใจใ‚‚ใชไบ‹ใ‚’่จ€ใฃใŸใชใ€ใจๆ„Ÿๅฟƒใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใ‘ใซใ€็›ดๅพŒใฎใŠ็ด„ๆŸใซๅฏพใ—ใฆๅๅฐ„็š„ใซๆง‹ใˆใŸๆ‹ณ้Šƒใง้กใ‚’ใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ณใƒซใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆต็Ÿณใซ้Šƒใงๆ’ƒใŸใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ‚ทใƒฃใƒฌใซใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใจใ€ใƒ”ใƒณใ‚ฏใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ‚‚็ด ๆ™ดใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ๅๅฐ„็ฅž็ตŒใ‚’็™บๆฎใ—ใฆใƒˆใƒชใ‚ฌใƒผใŒๅผ•ใ‹ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅ‰ใซๆ…Œใฆใฆ่ฌใฃใŸใ€‚
    ใ€Œใ‚ใชใŸใญใ‡ใ€ใŠๅฌขๆง˜ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฐใŠๅฌขๆง˜ใฎๅขƒ้‡ใ‚’่žใ‹ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†๏ผŸใใ‚Œใงใ„ใฆใ‚ˆใใใ‚“ใชไบ‹ใŒ่จ€ใˆใŸใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใญใ€
    ใ€Œใ†ใ†ใ€ใปใ‚“ใฎๅ†—่ซ‡ใชใฎใซใƒใ€‚ใ‚“๏ฝžโ€ฆ้‹ๅ‹•โ€ฆใฏ่‹ฆๆ‰‹ใชใ‚“ใƒ‡ใ‚ทใŸใฃใ‘ใ€‚ๆˆฆ้—˜่จ“็ทดไฝ“้จ“ใชใ‚“ใฆไปฅใฆใฎๅค–ใƒ‡ใ‚นใญใ€
    ใ€Œๆฟ€ใ—ใ„้‹ๅ‹•ใงใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐๅคงไธˆๅคซใ ใใ†ใ ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€
    ใ€ŒใŠๆ•ฃๆญฉใจใ‹๏ผŸใ€
    ใ€Œใใ‚ŒใฏๆฏŽๆœใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ใ€ใ‚ญใƒฅใ‚คใจไธ€็ท’ใซใ€
    ใ€Œ็„กๆ„ๅ‘ณใซใƒ‘ใƒผใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒผใ‚’้–‹ใใจใ‹ใ€
    ใ€Œๅ†…ๅฎนใซใ‚‚ใ‚ˆใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉโ€ฆไปŠๅบฆใŠๅฌขๆง˜ใซๆ‰“่จบใ—ใฆใŠใใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€
    ใ€Œ็”˜ใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใŠๅฅฝใใใ†ใƒ‡ใ‚นใ—ใ€ใ‚ฑใƒผใ‚ญ้ฃŸในๆ”พ้กŒใจใ‹ใ€
    ใ€Œ่‡ชๆฃ„้ฃŸใ„ใ•ใ‚ŒใฆใŠๅคชใ‚Šใซใชใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใŠๅฌขๆง˜ใซๅฑใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎ็งใชใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉโ€ฆใ‚ใ‚Œ๏ผŸใ‚ดใƒผใ‚นใƒˆใฃใฆๅคชใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰๏ผŸใ€
    ใ€Œใ‚ทใƒงใƒƒใƒ”ใƒณใ‚ฐใจใ‹ใฉใ†ใƒ‡ใ‚น๏ผŸใ‚ขใ‚ฏใ‚ปใจใ‹่ฒทใ†ใฎใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ—ใ€ใŠๅ‹้”ใธใฎใŠๅœŸ็”ฃใ‚‚่ฒทใˆใƒžใ‚นใ—ใ€
    ใ€Œ่‰ฏใ„ใ‚ใญใ€ใŠๅฌขๆง˜่กŒใใคใ‘ใฎๅบ—ใซ้€ฃ็ตกๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใฆใŠใใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ๅฐใŠๅฌขๆง˜ใฎใ‚ซใƒผใƒ‰ใ‚‚ไฝœใ‚‰ใชใ„ใจโ€ฆใฃใฆใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๅพ…ใฃใฆใƒ”ใƒณใ‚ฏใ€ไปŠใ™ใใซใงใใ‚‹ๆฐ—ๆ™ดใ‚‰ใ—ใฃใฆใชใ„ใฎ๏ผŸใ€
    ใ€ŒไปŠใ™ใใƒ‡ใ‚นใ‹โ€ฆใ“ใฎใŠๅฑ‹ๆ•ทใงใงใใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ ใจ้™ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใกใ‚ƒใฃใฆใƒžใ‚นใ‹ใ‚‰๏ฝžโ€ฆใ€
    ใ€€ใใ‚“ใช่ชฟๅญใง๏ผ‘๏ผ•ๅˆ†็จ‹ๆ„่ฆ‹ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ๅˆใฃใŸไบŒไบบใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใ‚ใฃใจใ„ใ†้–“ใซใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ‡ใ‚ขใŒๅบ•ใ‚’ใคใใ€็„ก่จ€ใซใชใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ๅ…ƒใ€…ใ€็”Ÿใพใ‚Œใฆใ™ใ่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒไบบๆฎบใ—ใฎ้“ๅ…ทใงใ‚ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ‚’่‡ช่ฆšใ—ๅ‚ญๅ…ตใจใ—ใฆ็”ŸใใฆใใŸใ‚ณใƒซใจใ€ๆˆฆ็ซใซ้‹ๅ‘ฝใ‚’ๅผ„ใฐใ‚ŒใŸๅฐ‘ๅฅณๅจผๅฉฆไธŠใŒใ‚Šใฎๆš—ๆฎบ่€…ใ ใฃใŸใƒ”ใƒณใ‚ฏใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฎไบŒไบบใฏใ€ๅฝ“็„ถใฎไบ‹ใชใŒใ‚‰ใพใจใ‚‚ใชๅฐ‘ๅฅณๆ™‚ไปฃใ‚’้Žใ”ใ—ใŸ่จ˜ๆ†ถใชใฉ็„กใใ€ๆ™ฎ้€šใฎๆ„Ÿๆ€งใ‚’ๆŒใคๅฐ‘ๅฅณใŒไฝ•ใ‚’ๅ–œใถใฎใ‹ใŒๅˆคใ‚‰ใชใ„ใฎใ ใ€‚
    ใ€€ไฝ•ใ‚’่€ƒใˆใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ‚‚ๆ—ขใซ้ ญใฎไธญใŒ็œŸใฃ็™ฝใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸใƒ”ใƒณใ‚ฏใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใŒใ€ใ‚จใƒซใ‚ถใŒๆˆปใฃใฆใใŸ้š›ใซ็›ธ่ซ‡ใ—ใฆใฟใฆใฏใ€ใจ่จ€ใŠใ†ใจใ—ใŸๆ™‚ใ€ไฝ•ๆฐ—ใชใๆ‰‹ใซๆŒใฃใŸใƒชใƒœใƒซใƒใƒผใ‚’็œบใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ณใƒซใŒใ€ใ‚ใ€ใจๅฃฐใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใŸใ€‚
    ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใ€‚็งใฎใ‚ณใƒฌใ‚ฏใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใŒไฝฟใˆใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ€
    ใ€Œใˆ๏ผŸใ€
    ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใชใ‚‰ๆบ–ๅ‚™ใซๅคงใ—ใฆๆ™‚้–“ใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใญใ€‚ใ†ใ‚“ใ€ใŸใพใซไฝฟใฃใฆใ‚ใ’ใชใ„ใจๆ‹—ใญใกใ‚ƒใ†ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ—ใ€‚ใƒ”ใƒณใ‚ฏใ€ๅฐใŠๅฌขๆง˜ใ‚’ๅœฐไธ‹ใซๆกˆๅ†…ใ—ใฆๅทฎใ—ไธŠใ’ใฆใ€‚็งใฏๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ—ใฆใŠใใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€
    ใ€Œๅœฐไธ‹โ€ฆใฃใฆใ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚’ไฝฟใ‚ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใƒ‡ใ‚นใ‹ใ€ๅฐใŠๅฌขๆง˜ใซ๏ผ๏ผŸใ€
    ใ€Œๅฝ“็„ถใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ€ใชใ‚“ใง๏ผŸใ€
    ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใงใฃใฆโ€ฆใŠๅง‰ใ‚ตใƒžใŒใใ‚Œใง่‰ฏใ„ใ‚“ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ใŸใ—ใฏใ“ใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠไฝ•ใ‚‚่จ€ใ„ใƒžใ‚ปใ‚“ใ‘ใฉโ€ฆใ€
    ใ€Œ๏ผŸ๏ผŸใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใญใ€
    ใ€€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๆกˆใซ็ตถๅคงใฎ่‡ชไฟกใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€ๆ„ๆฐ—ๆšใ€…ใจ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใ‚’ๅ‡บใฆใ„ใใ‚ณใƒซใฎ่ƒŒใ‚’่ฆ‹ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใƒ”ใƒณใ‚ฏใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฏ็››ๅคงใชๆบœๆฏใ‚’ๅใ„ใŸใ€‚
    ใ€ŒๅฐใŠๅฌขๆง˜ใŒใŠๅง‰ใ‚ตใƒžใฎ่ถฃๅ‘ณใซใคใ„ใฆใ“ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใฏๆ€ใˆใชใ„ใ‚“ใƒ‡ใ‚นใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใญโ€ฆใ€
    ใ€€ใƒœใƒคใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ใ‚ใชใฃใŸใŠๅง‰ใ‚ตใƒžใฏๆญขใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ—ใชใใ€ใจใƒฉใƒณใ‚’้€ฃใ‚Œๅ‡บใ™ในใๆŽขใ—ใซ่กŒใใƒ”ใƒณใ‚ฏใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚

    ใ€Œใˆใ€ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚โ€ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“โ€ใพใงๅซใ‚ใฆๅๅ‰ใชใฎ๏ผŸใ€
    ใ€Œใใ†ใƒ‡ใ‚นใ‚ˆใ€ใƒ•ใƒซใƒใƒผใƒ ใŒโ€ใƒ”ใƒณใ‚ฏใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใƒปใ‚ขใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒซโ€ใƒ‡ใ‚นใ€้ข็™ฝใ„ใƒ‡ใ‚ทใƒงใ†๏ผŸใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฐใŠๅฌขๆง˜ใ‚‚ใ‚ใŸใ—ใฎไบ‹ใฏใƒ”ใƒณใ‚ฏใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฃใฆๅ‘ผใ‚“ใงไธ‹ใ•ใ„ใญใ€‚ใพใๆœ€ๅˆใฏๆ™ฎ้€šใซโ€ใƒ”ใƒณใ‚ฏโ€ใฃใฆๅไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใฆใŸใ‚“ใƒ‡ใ‚นใ‘ใฉใ€
    ใ€Œใใ‚ŒใŒใชใ‚“ใงใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ไป˜ใ‘ใพใงใŒๅๅ‰ใฃใฆไบ‹ใซใชใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฎโ€ฆ๏ผŸใ€
    ใ€Œๆˆฆ็ฝๅญคๅ…ใฎ่ตคใ‚“ๅŠใ ใฃใŸใ‚ใŸใ—ใ‚’ๆ‹พใฃใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ทใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใŒๆ—ฅๆœฌไบบใงใ€ใใฎไบบใŒๆ—ฅๆœฌใงใฎๆ„Ÿ่ฆšใงใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ไป˜ใ‘ใ—ใฆใŸใฎใ‚’ใ€ใ‚ใŸใ—ใฏใšใฃใจ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅๅ‰ใŒโ€ใƒ”ใƒณใ‚ฏใƒใƒฃใƒณโ€ใ ใจๅ‹˜้•ใ„ใ—ใฆใŸใ‚“ใƒ‡ใ‚นใ‚ˆใ€‚ๅพŒใซใชใฃใฆใใ‚ŒใŒ้–“้•ใ„ใ ใฃใฆ่งฃใฃใŸใ‚“ใƒ‡ใ‚นใ‘ใฉใ€ใใ‚Œใพใงๆ•ฃใ€…โ€ใƒ”ใƒณใ‚ฏใกใ‚ƒใ‚“โ€ใ‚’ๅไน—ใฃใฆใŸใ‚“ใงใ€ใใ‚Œใง่‰ฏใ„ใ‚„ใฃใฆใ€
    ใ€Œใ†ใ…ใ‚“ใ€ๆˆฆ็ฝๅญคๅ…โ€ฆใชใ‚“ใง็งใฎๅ‘จใ‚Šใฎไบบ้”ใฏใŠๆฐ—ๆฅฝใชไบบ็จ‹ใ€ๅฃฎ็ตถใชไบบ็”Ÿใ‚’ๆญฉใ‚“ใงใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†โ€ฆใ€
    ใ€Œไฝ•ใ‹๏ผŸใ€
    ใ€Œใ†ใ†ใ‚“ใ€ใชใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใ€‚ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚โ€ฆใƒ”ใƒณใ‚ฏใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€ใ‚นใƒˆใƒฌใ‚น็™บๆ•ฃใฃใฆใ€ไฝ•ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎ๏ผŸใ€
    ใ€Œใใ€ใใ‚Œใฏ๏ฝžโ€ฆ่กŒใฃใฆใฟใฆใฎใŠๆฅฝใ—ใฟใƒ‡ใ‚นใญ๏ฝžใ€‚ใ‚ใฏใฏใฏโ€ฆใฏใฏโ€ฆใฏโ€ฆใƒใ‚กโ€ฆใ€
    ใ€Œ๏ผŸใ€
    ใ€€ใใ‚“ใชใ“ใ‚“ใชใงใ‚ญใƒฅใ‚คใจๅ…ฑใซใƒ”ใƒณใ‚ฏใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใซ้€ฃใ‚Œใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆๅœฐไธ‹ใซใ‚„ใฃใฆใใŸใƒฉใƒณใฏใ€ๅˆฐ็€ใ™ใ‚‹ใชใ‚Šใใ“ใŒไฝ•ใฎๆ–ฝ่จญใชใฎใ‹ใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๆ—ฉใใ‚ณใƒซใซใ‚ดใƒผใ‚ฐใƒซใจใ‚คใƒคใƒผใƒžใƒ•ใ‚’่ฃ…็€ใ•ใ‚Œใ€่ƒŒไธญใ‚’ใใ„ใใ„ๆŠผใ•ใ‚Œใฆใƒ–ใƒผใ‚นใƒœใƒƒใ‚ฏใ‚นใซๆŠผใ—่พผใพใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ใใ—ใฆๆ‰‹ๆธกใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใƒ‡ใ‚ถใƒผใƒˆใ‚คใƒผใ‚ฐใƒซใ€‚
    ใ€Œใ•ใๅฐใŠๅฌขๆง˜ใ€ใฉใ†ใžใŠๆฐ—ใฎๅฌใ™ใพใพใ€ๆบœใพใฃใŸ้ฌฑๆ†คใ‚’ใŠๆ™ดใ‚‰ใ—ไธ‹ใ•ใ„ใพใ›๏ผใ€
    ใ€€ใƒฉใƒณใฎๅ‰ใงใ“ใ‚Œใพใงไธ€ๅบฆใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸไบ‹ใฎใชใ„ใ€€ๅฟƒๅบ•ๆฅฝใ—ใใฆไป•ๆ–นใชใ„ใจใ„ใฃใŸๆง˜ๅญใฎใ‚ณใƒซใŒ็คบใ—ใŸๅ…ˆใงใ€ใƒžใƒณใ‚ฟใƒผใ‚ฒใƒƒใƒˆใŒ่ตทใไธŠใŒใ‚‹ใ€‚ใฉใ†่จ€ใ„็น•ใฃใŸๆ‰€ใงใ€ใ“ใฎๅœฐไธ‹ๆ–ฝ่จญใฏๅฐ„ๆ’ƒ่จ“็ทดๅ ดใจใ—ใ‹่จ€ใˆใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ“ใ“ใซๆฅใ‚‹ใพใงใซใ‚‚ใ„ใใคใ‹ไผผใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚นใƒšใƒผใ‚นใŒใ‚ใฃใŸไบ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใŠใใ‚‰ใ่ญท่ก›ใƒกใ‚คใƒ‰้”ใŒ่‡ชไธป้›้Œฌใ‚’่กŒใ†็‚บใซไฝœใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๆ–ฝ่จญใชใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใ€Œใ‚นใƒˆใƒฌใ‚น็™บๆ•ฃใ—ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ใฎไธ€่จ€ใซใ€ไฝ•ใ‹้ข็™ฝใ„ไบ‹ใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใจ็€ใ„ใฆๆฅใฆใฟใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ ใ€‚ใชใซใ‚ˆใ‚Šๆ‰‹ๅ…ƒใฎๅ†ทใŸใ„ๆ„Ÿ่งฆใŒๆฐ—ใŒๆฐ—ใงใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚
    ใ€€ไธกๆ‰‹ใซใšใฃใ—ใ‚Šใจใ—ใŸ้‡้‡ๆ„Ÿใ‚’ไผใˆใฆใใ‚‹ใƒ‡ใ‚ถใƒผใƒˆใ‚คใƒผใ‚ฐใƒซใฏใ€ใฉใ†่€ƒใˆใฆใ‚‚ใƒขใƒ‡ใƒซใ‚ฌใƒณใ‚„ใƒˆใ‚คใ‚ฌใƒณใฎ้กžใฎใ‚‚ใฎใจใฏๆ€ใˆใšใ€ๅ†ทใ‚„ๆฑ—ใŒๆญขใพใ‚‰ใชใ„ใƒฉใƒณใฏใ™ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šๅ›บใพใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ใใฎๅพŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ณใƒซใŒๆ™ฎๆฎตๆ„›็”จใ™ใ‚‹ใƒชใƒœใƒซใƒใƒผไปฅๅค–ใฎๆ‹ณ้Šƒใ‚’ๅˆใ‚ใฆ่ฆ‹ใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ‚ญใƒฅใ‚คใŒใ€ใƒฉใƒณใฎๆ‰‹ๅ…ƒใ‚’่ˆˆๅ‘ณๆทฑใ’ใซ่ฆ—ใ่พผใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆ—ฉ้€Ÿใƒฉใƒณใฎๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ–ใฃใฆๆ’ƒใŸใ›ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ณใƒซใฎ่…•ใ‚’ๆŽดใ‚“ใงใƒ–ใƒผใ‚นใฎ็‰‡้š…ใซๅผ•ใฃๅผตใฃใฆใ„ใฃใŸใƒ”ใƒณใ‚ฏใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฏใ€็œŸใฃ้’ใช้ก”ใง่‹ฆ่จ€ใ‚’ๅ‘ˆใ—ใŸใ€‚
    ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ„ใ‚„ใ„ใ‚„ใ„ใ‚„๏ผๅˆๅฟƒ่€…ใซใƒ‡ใ‚ถใƒผใƒˆใ‚คใƒผใ‚ฐใƒซใจใ‹ไฝ•่€ƒใˆใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใƒ‡ใ‚นใ‹ใŠๅง‰ใ‚ตใƒž๏ผ๏ผŸใ€
    ใ€Œโ€ฆใ‚ขใƒŠใ‚ณใƒณใƒ€ใฎๆ–นใŒ่‰ฏใ‹ใฃใŸใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰๏ผŸใ‚ใฃใกใฎๆ–นใŒๅๅ‹•ใƒ‡ใ‚ซใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€
    ใ€Œใใƒผใ„ใ†ๅ•้กŒใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ‚Šใƒžใ‚ปใ‚“ใ‚ˆ๏ผใ‚‚ใ†ใ€้Šƒใฎไบ‹ใซใชใ‚‹ใจใƒ›ใƒณใƒˆ่ฆ‹ๅขƒใชใใชใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใŠๅง‰ใ‚ตใƒžใฏโ€ฆใชใ‚“ใง๏ผ”๏ผ”ใƒžใ‚ฐใซๆ‹˜ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใƒ‡ใ‚นใ‹ใ€
    ใ€Œใ ใฃใฆใ€ใ‚นใƒˆใƒฌใ‚น็™บๆ•ฃใชใ‚‰ๅจๅŠ›ใฎใ‚ใ‚‹ๆ–นใŒใ‚นใ‚ซใƒƒใจใ™ใ‚‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„โ€ฆ๏ผŸใ€
    ใ€€ไบบๅทฎใ—ๆŒ‡ใ‚’ๅฃใซๅฝ“ใฆไธŠ็›ฎ้ฃใ„ใง่ฆ—ใ่พผใ‚€ใ‚ณใƒซใซใ€ๅฐ็ฒ‹ใซใใ‚…ใ‚“ใจๆฅใŸไธ‹่…น้ƒจใซๅ…จ็ฅž็ตŒใ‚’็ทๅ‹•ๅ“กใ—ใฆๅ ชใˆใŸใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€ๅฆ™ใซๆฐ—็–ฒใ‚Œใ—ใŸๆฐ—ใŒใ—ใฆใŒใฃใใ‚Šใจ่‚ฉใ‚’่ฝใจใ—ใŸใ€‚
    ใ€Œใ‚ใฎใƒ‡ใ‚นใญใŠๅง‰ใ‚ตใƒžใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใ—้”ใชใ‚‰ใจใ‚‚ใ‹ใใ€ๅฐใŠๅฌขๆง˜ใ˜ใ‚ƒๆ–‡ๅญ—้€šใ‚Šๆ‰‹ใซไฝ™ใ‚‹ใƒ–ใƒ„ใชใ‚“ใƒ‡ใ‚นใ‚ˆ๏ผŸใ€
    ใ€€ใƒ”ใƒณใ‚ฏใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฎ่จ€ใ†้€šใ‚Šใ€ไธ–็•Œๆœ€้ซ˜ใ‚ฏใƒฉใ‚นใฎๅคงๅฃๅพ„ใ‚’่ฌณใ„ๆ–‡ๅฅใจใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใฎๅคงๅž‹ใƒใƒณใƒ‰ใ‚ฌใƒณใฏใ€้•ทใ„ๅ…จ้•ทใฎๅผพไธธใ‚’ๅŽใ‚ใ‚‹็‚บใซใ‚ฐใƒชใƒƒใƒ—ใฎๅน…ใŒๅบƒใใ€ใƒฉใƒณใฎๆ‰‹ใงใฏใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใจใƒ›ใƒผใƒซใƒ‰ใงใใชใ„ไบ‹ใฏไธ€็›ฎ็žญ็„ถใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ‚ใพใคใ•ใˆใƒใƒณใƒžใƒผใฏใŠใ‚ใ‹ใƒˆใƒชใ‚ฌใƒผใซใพใงๆŒ‡ใŒๅฑŠใ‹ใชใ„ใจใ„ใฃใŸๆœ‰ๆง˜ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใพใ•ใ—ใๆ‰‹ใซไฝ™ใ‚Šใพใใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚
    ใ€ŒๅŠ›ใŒ็„กใใŸใฃใฆๆ’ƒใกๆ–นใ•ใˆ็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใจๆญฃใ—ใๆง‹ใˆใฆๆ’ƒใฆใฐๅๅ‹•ใฏใใ‚“ใชใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใฎใซใ€
    ใ€Œใ ใƒปใ‹ใƒปใ‚‰๏ผใฉใ†่ฆ‹ใฆใ‚‚ๆ’ƒใกๆ–นใฉใ“ใ‚ใ‹ใพใจใ‚‚ใซๆง‹ใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใฏ่ฆ‹ใˆใชใ„ใ‚“ใƒ‡ใ‚นใฃใฆใฐ๏ผใ›ใ‚ใฆๆ’ƒใŸใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใชใ‚‰ๆœ€ๅˆใฏใ‚‚ใฃใจใ“ใ†ใ€่ปฝใใฆๅฃๅพ„ใฎๅฐใ•ใช้Šƒใ‚’้ธใ‚“ใงใ‚ใ’ใฆไธ‹ใ•ใ„ใ‚ˆ๏ผใ€
    ใ€Œใ‚€๏ฝžโ€ฆ่งฃใฃใŸใ‚ใ‚ˆใ…โ€ฆใ€
    ใ€€้ ฌใ‚’่†จใ‚‰ใพใ›ใฆๆญฆๅ™จๅบซใซๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ„ใใ‚ณใƒซใฎ่ƒŒไธญใ‚’่ฆ‹ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚„ใฃใจๅฎ‰ๅ ตใฎๆฏใ‚’ๅใใ€‚
    ๏ผˆๆ‹—ใญใ‚‹ใŠๅง‰ใ‚ตใƒžใฏๅฏๆ„›ใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅ†…ๅฎนใŒ็‰ฉ้จ’ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใชใใ€‚ใพใ•ใ‹ใ‚ใŸใ—ใŒใŠๅง‰ใ‚ตใƒžใ‚’่ซŒใ‚ใ‚‹็ซ‹ๅ ดใซๅ›žใ‚‹ใจใฏโ€ฆใ‚ใ‚ใงใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ใฎๅผทๆฐ—ใชใŠๅง‰ใ‚ตใƒžใ‚’่บพใ‘ใ‚‹ใฃใฆใฎใ‚‚ใ€ๆ‚ชใใชใ„ใชใ๏ผ‰
    ใ€€ๅๆŠ—็š„ใช็›ฎใ‚’ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚่‡ชๅˆ†ใซ้€†ใ‚‰ใˆใชใใชใฃใŸใ‚ณใƒซใซใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚„ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚„ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ๆง˜ใ‚’ๆƒณๅƒใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸใŒใ€ใฉใ†่€ƒใˆใฆใ‚‚ใ‚ณใƒซใŒๆœๅพ“ใ—ใŸๅงฟใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ€้ฌผใฎๅฝข็›ธใง้Šƒใ‚’ไนฑๅฐ„ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ณใƒซใซ่œ‚ใฎๅทฃใซใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅงฟใ—ใ‹ๆ€ใ„ๆตฎใ‹ใฐใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใงใ€ใ™ใใซใ‚„ใ‚ใŸใ€‚
    ใ€€ใใฎๅพŒใ‚‚ๅฆ™ใซๅคงๅฃๅพ„ใฎ้Šƒใ‚’ใƒใƒงใ‚คใ‚นใ—ใŸใŒใ‚‹ใ‚ณใƒซใซใ€ใ“ใฎใพใพใงใฏๅŸ’ใŒๆ˜Žใ‹ใชใ„ใจๆ„Ÿใ˜ใŸใƒ”ใƒณใ‚ฏใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฏใ€่‹ฆ่‚‰ใฎ็ญ–ใจใ—ใฆใƒฉใƒณใ‚’ไบคใˆใฆ้Šƒ้ธใณใ‚’ๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ใƒใƒณใƒ‰ใ‚ฌใƒณใ‚’ๅˆใ‚ใจใ—ใฆใƒžใ‚ทใƒณใ‚ฌใƒณใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ‚ทใƒงใƒƒใƒˆใ‚ฌใƒณใ‚„ใ‚‰ใƒฉใ‚คใƒ•ใƒซใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ€ๆžœใฆใฏใ‚ฐใƒฌใƒใƒผใƒ‰ใซใƒใ‚บใƒผใ‚ซใ€ใƒญใ‚ฑใƒƒใƒˆใƒฉใƒณใƒใƒฃใƒผใพใงใ€ๅนดไปฃ็‰ฉใ‚’ใ‚‚ๅซใ‚€ๅš็‰ฉ้คจใ‹ใใ‚„ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚„ใŸใ‚‰่ฑŠๅฏŒใช้Šƒ็ซๅ™จ้กžใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚ŠๆƒใˆใŸใƒฉใ‚คใƒณใƒŠใƒƒใƒ—ใŒใ€ใ‚ทใƒฅใƒˆใƒฉใƒ˜ใƒซใƒ„ๅฎถๆ‰€ๆœ‰ใฎใ‚‚ใฎใงใฏใชใใ‚ณใƒซๅ€‹ไบบใฎใ‚ณใƒฌใ‚ฏใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใจใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใซ้ก”ใ‚’ๅผ•ใๆ”ฃใ‚‰ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใƒฉใƒณใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€ๆฌก็ฌฌใซใ‚„ใ‚Œใ“ใ‚Œใฏใ‚ใฎๆ˜ ็”ปใงไฝฟใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€ใ‚„ใ‚Œใ“ใ‚Œใฏใ‚ใฎใ‚ขใƒ‹ใƒกใง่ฆ‹ใŸใ€็ญ‰ใฎ่ฉฑใงใ‚ญใƒฅใ‚คใพใงๅทปใ่พผใ‚“ใง็››ใ‚ŠไธŠใŒใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚
    ใ€€ใƒฉใƒณใŒ่ˆˆๅ‘ณใ‚’ๆŒใฃใŸไบ‹ใงใ”ๆบ€ๆ‚ฆใจใชใฃใŸใ‚ณใƒซใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹ๅ„็ซๅ™จใฎ่งฃ่ชฌใ‚’ๆŒŸใฟใ€ๅฐไธ€ๆ™‚้–“ใฎๆ™‚้–“ใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใฆๅŸๅ‘ณใ—ใŸ็ตๆžœใ€๏ผ๏ผ๏ผ—ใฎ้Šƒใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใจใ„ใ†็†็”ฑใงใƒฏใƒซใ‚ตโ€•๏ผฐ๏ผฐ๏ผซใซ่ฝใก็€ใ„ใŸใ€‚ใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซใ‹ใ‚ญใƒฅใ‚คใพใงไธ€็ท’ใซๆ’ƒใŸใ›ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ไบ‹ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใฆใ€ใกใ‚ƒใฃใ‹ใ‚Š๏ผจ๏ผ†๏ผซ ๏ผญ๏ฝ‹๏ผ’๏ผ“ ๏ผญ๏ฝ๏ฝ„๏ผŽ๏ผ๏ผˆใ‚ฝใƒผใ‚ณใƒ ๏ผ‰ใ‚’ๆ‹ๅ€Ÿใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚
    ใ€€ๆ˜ ็”ปใงๅพ—ใŸ็Ÿฅ่ญ˜ใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใƒฉใƒณใฏๆฐ—ใซใ‚‚็•™ใ‚ใฆใ„ใชใ„ใŒใ€ใ“ใฎใ‚ณใƒฌใ‚ฏใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใฎๅคงๅŠใ‚’่ป็”จใƒขใƒ‡ใƒซใŒๅ ใ‚ใ€็ดฐใ‹ใๅˆปใพใ‚ŒใŸๅ‚ท็—•ใ‚„่กจ้ขๅ‡ฆ็†ใฎๅ‰ฅใŒใ‚ŒใชใฉใŒ็ตŒๅนดๅŠฃๅŒ–ใงใฏใชใๅฎŸๆˆฆใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใงใ‚ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใซใ‚‚ใ—ๆฐ—ไป˜ใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸใจใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€ไฝ“ใฉใ‚“ใช้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ไนพใ„ใŸ็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใคใคๅ‘†ใ‚Œ่ฟ”ใฃใŸ่กจๆƒ…ใงใใ‚“ใชไบ‹ใ‚’่€ƒใˆใŸใƒ”ใƒณใ‚ฏใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฏใ€ๆบ€้ขใฎ็ฌ‘ใฟใงไบŒไบบใซๆ’ƒใกๆ–นใ‚’ใƒฌใ‚ฏใƒใƒฃใƒผใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ณใƒซใ‚’ใ€้ ใ„็›ฎโ€ฆใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ๆฟใฃใŸ็œผใง็œบใ‚ใ‚‹ใ—ใ‹ใงใใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚
    ใ€€ใฉใ†ใ‹ๅฐใŠๅฌขๆง˜ใŒใŠๅง‰ใ‚ตใƒžใฎใ‚ฌใƒณใƒžใƒ‹ใ‚ขใฃใทใ‚Šใซๆ„ŸๅŒ–ใ•ใ‚Œใƒžใ‚ปใ‚“ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€‚ๅฐใŠๅฌขๆง˜ใพใง้Šƒใ‚’ๆบ่กŒใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ๆฐ—่ปฝใซๆ‚ชๆˆฏใงใใชใใชใฃใกใ‚ƒใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰๏ผ

    ใ€ŒใงใฏๅฐใŠๅฌขๆง˜ใ€ไฝ•ๅบฆใ‚‚็”ณใ—ไธŠใ’ใพใ—ใŸ้€šใ‚Šใ€ใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใจใ‚ฐใƒชใƒƒใƒ—ใ‚’ๆกใฃใฆๅ›บๅฎšใ—ใฆไธ‹ใ•ใ„ใพใ›ใ€‚ๅๅ‹•ใง้Šƒ่บซใŒ่ทณใญใŸ้š›ใซๅ–ใ‚Š่ฝใจใ—ใŸใ‚Šใ—ใฆๅฑ้™บใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚ใใ‚Œใจใ€็€ๅผพใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ™ใ‚‹ใพใง็›ฎใ‚’็ž‘ใ‚‰ใชใ„ไบ‹ใ€‚ใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใ„ใงใ™ใญ๏ผŸใ€
    ใ€Œใ†ใ€ใ†ใ‚“ใ€
    ใ€€้ ทใ„ใŸใƒฉใƒณใฏใ€ไน—ใ‚Šๆฐ—ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸใจใฏใ„ใˆใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šๆœฌ็‰ฉใฎ้Šƒใ‚’ๆ’ƒใคไบ‹ใซไบ›ใ‹ใฎ็ทŠๅผตใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€็œŸๅ‰ฃใช้ขๆŒใกใงใ‚ฟใƒผใ‚ฒใƒƒใƒˆใ‚ตใ‚คใƒˆใ‚’่ฆ—ใ่พผใฟใ€ใ‚„ใŒใฆไนพใ„ใŸ้ŸณใŒ้Ÿฟใ„ใŸใ€‚
    ใ€Œใƒ’ใƒฅใ‚ฅ๏ผๅˆใ‚ใฆๆ’ƒใฃใŸใซใ—ใฆใฏใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใจๅ‘ฝไธญใ—ใฆใƒžใ‚นใญ๏ฝžใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ใƒ˜ใƒƒใƒ‰ใ‚ทใƒงใƒƒใƒˆใจใ‹ใ€ๅฐใŠๅฌขๆง˜ใ‚„ใฃใ‚‹ใ…๏ฝžใ€
    ใ€Œใใ€ใใ‚“ใชโ€ฆใƒ“ใ‚ฎใƒŠใƒผใ‚บใƒฉใƒƒใ‚ฏโ€ฆใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใชใ€
    ใ€€็…งใ‚ŒใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€่ƒดไฝ“ใ‚’้ฉๅฝ“ใซ็‹™ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใชใ€ใจ่จ€ใ†ใƒฉใƒณใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใฎๅ…ˆใงใฏใ€่ฆ‹ไบ‹ใซ้ ญ้ƒจใฎไธญๅฟƒใ‚’ๆ’ƒใกๆŠœใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใƒžใƒณใ‚ฟใƒผใ‚ฒใƒƒใƒˆใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚
    ใ€Œๅคšๅˆ†ๆฌกใฏๅค–ใ—ใกใ‚ƒใ†ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‘ใฉโ€ฆใ€
    ใ€€ใใ†ใ—ใฆๆง‹ใˆ็›ดใ—ใ€ไธ€ๅบฆๆ’ƒใฃใŸไบ‹ใงๅคšๅฐ‘ๆฐ—ๆŒใกใ‚‚ๆ…ฃใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใใ€ไบŒๅบฆไธ‰ๅบฆใจ็ถšใ‘ใฆๆ’ƒใก่พผใ‚“ใงใฟใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ™ใ‚‹ใจ็ขบใ‹ใซๆ€ฅๆ‰€ใซๅ‘ฝไธญใฏใ—ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใŒใ€่ƒดไฝ“ใซไบŒ็™บใ€ๅณ่…•้ƒจใซไธ€็™บใŒๅ‘ฝไธญใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ไธก่‚บใจๅณๆ‰‹้ฆ–ใ€ใฉใ‚Œใ‚‚ไบบ้–“็›ธๆ‰‹ใชใ‚‰็„กๅŠ›ๅŒ–ใŒๅฏ่ƒฝใจใชใ‚‹ๅ€‹ๆ‰€ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚
    ใ€Œโ€ฆ็ขบใ‹ใซๅค–ใ—ใฆใƒžใ‚นใ‘ใฉใ€‚ๅฐใŠๅฌขๆง˜ใ€ๆ„ๅค–ใจใ‚จใ‚ฐใ„ใ€
    ใ€Œใกใ€้•ใ†ใฎใ€็‹™ใฃใŸๆ‰€ใจ้•ใ†ๅ ดๆ‰€ใซๅฝ“ใŸใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฎใ‰๏ผใ€
    ใ€€้ป’้ซชใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šไนฑใ—ใฆ่ถณใ‚’ใƒ‘ใ‚ฟใƒ‘ใ‚ฟใ•ใ›ใชใŒใ‚‰ๅทฑใฎ็„กๅฎŸ๏ผˆ๏ผŸ๏ผ‰ใ‚’่จดใˆใ‚‹ใƒฉใƒณใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€้šฃใฎใƒ–ใƒผใ‚นใง็ชๅฆ‚ๆฟ€ใ—ใ„ๅ…‰ใŒ็‚ธ่ฃ‚ใ—ใ€้ฉšใ„ใฆใใกใ‚‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ‚ญใƒฅใ‚คใŒ็‹™ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใƒžใƒณใ‚ฟใƒผใ‚ฒใƒƒใƒˆใฎไธŠๅŠ่บซใŒ็ถบ้บ—ใ‚ตใƒƒใƒ‘ใƒชๅนใ้ฃ›ใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ€‚

    ใ€Œโ€ฆใ“ใฃใกใฎๆ–นใŒ็‹™ใ„ใฏ่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใงๆธˆใ‚€ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅ‘ฝไธญ็އใฏ่‰ฏใ„ใงใ™ใญโ€ฆใ€
    ใ€Œๅ‘ฝไธญใฃใฆใ„ใ†ๆฌกๅ…ƒใฎๅ•้กŒใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‚ใ€ใ‚ญใƒฅใ‚คโ€ฆใ€
    ใ€€ใ‚ญใƒฅใ‚คใฏๆ•ฐ็™บ้Šƒใ‚’ๆ’ƒใฃใŸๅพŒใ€ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ“ใƒผใƒ ใ‚’็™บๅฐ„ใ—ใŸใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ไธ€ไฝ“ใฉใ‚Œใปใฉใฎๅผทใ•ใงไฝ•ๅ‡ฆใ‚’็‹™ใฃใŸใฎใ‹ใฏๅฎšใ‹ใงใฏใชใ„ใŒใ€ๅฐ‘ใชใใจใ‚‚ๅŠๅˆ†ใซใชใฃใŸใƒžใƒณใ‚ฟใƒผใ‚ฒใƒƒใƒˆใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅคšๅฐ‘ใฎ่ชคๅทฎใฏๅนณๆฐ—ใงๅ‘‘ใฟ่พผใ‚ใใ†ใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚
    ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใƒผใƒ“ใƒƒใ‚ฏใƒชใ—ใŸใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ๅ‡„ใ„ๅจๅŠ›ใญใ‚ญใƒฅใ‚คใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€ใ‚ฟใƒผใ‚ฒใƒƒใƒˆ่ฒซ้€šใ—ใฆใ‚ฟใƒžใ‚คใƒˆๅˆ้‡‘่ฃฝใฎๅฃใŒ้™ฅๆฒกใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆ๏ฝžใ€‚ใจใ“ใ‚ใง้Šƒใฎๆ–นใฏๅ‘ฝไธญใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใฎ๏ผŸใ€
    ใ€Œใˆใ…โ€ฆไธ€ๅฟœใ€ๅ‘ฝไธญใฏใ—ใŸใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‘ใฉโ€ฆ็‹™ใฃใŸๆ‰€ใซๅฝ“ใŸใ‚‰ใชใใฆใ€ๅ…จ้ƒจๅŒใ˜ๆ‰€ใซๅฝ“ใŸใฃใกใ‚ƒใฃใฆโ€ฆใ€
    ใ€€ใ‚ญใƒฅใ‚คใŒๆŒ‡ๅทฎใ™ๅ…ˆใ€ไธ‹ๅŠ่บซใ‚’ๆฎ‹ใ—ใŸใƒžใƒณใ‚ฟใƒผใ‚ฒใƒƒใƒˆใฎ่‚ก้–“ใซใ€็€ๅผพใฎ่ทกใŒๆ•ฐ็™บๅˆ†่ฆ‹ใฆๅ–ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚
    ใ€Œใ‚ญใƒฅใ‚คใ€ใ‚ใ‚Œๅ…จ้ƒจ็‹™ใ„ใ‚’ๅค–ใ—ใฆใ‚ใ‚ใชใฃใŸใฎ๏ผŸใ€
    ใ€Œใˆใ†ใ…โ€ฆใ€
    ใ€Œใ†ใฃใ‚ใใ€ใ‚ญใƒฅใ‚คใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ‚‚ใชใ‹ใชใ‹โ€ฆ็›ธๆ‰‹ใŒ็”ทใ ใฃใŸใ‚‰ๅŠนๆžœ็ตถๅคงใ‚ˆใ€
    ใ€€่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใซๆƒ…ใ‘ใชใ„้ก”ใงใ‚ณใ‚ฏใƒชใจ้ ทใใ‚ญใƒฅใ‚คใจใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚’่žใ„ใฆๅŠ›ๅผทใ้ ทใใƒฉใƒณใซใ€ๆต็Ÿณใฎใ‚ณใƒซใ‚‚ๅ‘†ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ‚„ใ‚‰ๆ„Ÿๅฟƒใ—ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹่จ€่‘‰ใŒ่ฆ‹ๅฝ“ใŸใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚
    ใ€Œใ“ใ†ใชใฃใŸใ‚‰ๅฐใŠๅฌขๆง˜ใจใ‚ญใƒฅใ‚คใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใซใ€ใ‚ใŸใ—ใŒๆ‰‹ใจใ‚Š่ถณใจใ‚Šใ€่…ฐโ˜†ใจโ˜†ใ‚Šใ€ๆ•™ใˆใฆใ‚ใ’ใ‚‹ใฃใใ‚ƒใชใ„ใƒ‡ใ‚นใญใƒผโ™ชใ€
    ใ€Œ้ŠƒๆŒใฃใŸ็›ธๆ‰‹ใซๆฌฒๆƒ…ใ—ใŸไบบใฎๆœซ่ทฏใฃใฆใฉใ‚“ใชใฎใ ใ‹ใ€่บซใ‚’ไปฅใฆ็Ÿฅใ‚ŠใŸใ„๏ผŸใ€
    ใ€ŒใŠใ‚ฅ๏ผๅฐใŠๅฌขๆง˜ใซๆฏ’ๅใ‹ใ‚Œใฆใƒžใ‚นใ‚ˆใ‚ใŸใ—๏ผ๏ผŸใ€
    ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„โ€ฆ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ่กŒใ„ๆŒฏใ‚Š่ฟ”ใฃใฆๅฅฝใ‹ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใŸใ‚“ใชใ‚‰ใ€ๅคงไบบ็‰ฉใ‚ˆใ‚ใชใŸ๏ผŸใ€
    ใ€Œ็พฉๅง‰ใŒโ€ใ‚ใ‚Œโ€ใชใฎใงๅŒ้กžใฎๆ‰ฑใ„ใง่‰ฏใ„ใ‹ใจใ€
    ใ€Œใ€Œ็ดๅพ—ใ€ใ€
    ใ€Œโ€ใ‚ใ‚Œโ€๏ผŸใˆใ…โ€ฆ๏ผŸใ€
    ใ€Œโ€ฆใ‚ใชใŸใฏใ‚‚ใ†ๆšซใใ—ใŸใ‚‰่งฃใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฐ—ใซใ—ใชใ„ใงใ€
    ใ€€ไธ€ไบบๆ„ๅ‘ณใŒ่งฃใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚ญใƒฅใ‚คใ‚’ๅฎฅใ‚ใ€้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใ‹ใ‚ใŸใ‚ณใƒซใฏใƒ”ใƒณใ‚ฏใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใซๅ‘ใ็›ดใฃใŸใ€‚
    ใ€Œๅคงไฝ“ใƒ”ใƒณใ‚ฏใ€ๆ•™ใˆใ‚‹ใฃใฆใ„ใฃใฆใ‚‚ๅฐ„ๆ’ƒ่จ“็ทดใฎๆˆ็ธพๆœ€ไธ‹ไฝใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ€ใ‚ใชใŸใ€
    ใ€Œใˆใธใธใ€ใพใ‚ใใ†ใชใ‚“ใƒ‡ใ‚นใ‘ใฉโ€ฆใกใ‚‡ใ€ๅฐใŠๅฌขๆง˜ใ‚ใ‚Œใฏๅ ดใ‚’ๅ’Œใพใ›ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ฏใชใฎใง้Šƒๅฃใ“ใฃใกๅ‘ใ‘ใชใ„ใงไธ‹ใ•ใ„ๅฑใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€
    ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚Œใ˜ใ‚ƒๅ’Œใพใชใ„ใฃใฆใฐโ€ฆใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ๆŠ˜่ง’ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒ”ใƒณใ‚ฏใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ‚‚ใ‚ณใƒซใ•ใ‚“ใซๆ•™ใˆใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใฐ๏ผŸใ€
    ใ€Œใใ‚Œใ‚‚ๆ‚ชใใชใ„ใ‚“ใƒ‡ใ‚นใ‘ใฉใญใ€ใฉใ†ใ‚‚ใƒใƒณใƒ‰ใ‚ฌใƒณใฏๆ€งใซๅˆใ‚ใชใ„ใ‚“ใƒ‡ใ‚นใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใ—ใฏใฉใฃใกใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ†ใจใ€ๅพ—ๆ„ใชใฎใฏโ€ฆ๏ผใ€
    ใ€€่จ€่‘‰ใฎ้€”ไธญใง่…ฐใ‚’่ฝใจใ™ใจใ€ใ‚นใ‚ซใƒผใƒˆใฎไธกๅดใŒ่ˆžใ„ไธŠใŒใ‚Šใ€ใใ‚‹ใ‚Šใจ่บซใ‚’็ฟปใ™ใ€‚่ƒŒๅพŒใง็กฌใ„้ŸณใŒ่žใ“ใˆใ€ใƒฉใƒณใจใ‚ญใƒฅใ‚คใŒๆŒฏใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใƒฉใƒณใŒๆ’ƒใฃใŸใƒžใƒณใ‚ฟใƒผใ‚ฒใƒƒใƒˆใฎ้กใ€ๅ–‰ใ€ๅฟƒ่‡“ใฎ้ƒจๅˆ†ใซใ€ใใ‚Œใžใ‚ŒใƒŠใ‚คใƒ•ใŒๆทฑใ€…ใจ็ชใ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚
    ใ€Œใ“ใฃใกใชใ‚“ใƒ‡ใ‚นใ‚ˆใญ๏ฝžใ€
    ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ‚โ€ฆใ‚ใ‚ŒใŒไบบ้–“ใ•ใ‚“ใ ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ๅฎŒๅ…จใซๆญปใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใฃใฆใพใ™ใ‚ˆใ‰โ€ฆ๏ผใ€
    ใ€Œใƒ”ใƒณใ‚ฏใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€ใ„ใคใ‚‚ใƒŠใ‚คใƒ•ใ‚’ๆŒใกๆญฉใ„ใฆใ‚‹ใฎ๏ผŸใ€
    ใ€€ไปŠใซใ‚‚่…ฐใ‚’ๆŠœใ‹ใ—ใใ†ใชใ‚ญใƒฅใ‚คใจๅ‘†ๆฐ—ใซใจใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใƒฉใƒณใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆไธๆ•ตใช็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใŸใƒ”ใƒณใ‚ฏใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฏใ€ใ‚นใ‚ซใƒผใƒˆใฎ่ฃพใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ–ฐใŸใชใƒŠใ‚คใƒ•ใ‚’ๆŠœใ„ใฆใ‚ฆใ‚ฃใƒณใ‚ฏใ—ใŸใ€‚
    ใ€Œใตใตใ€ๅฅณใฏใ‚นใ‚ซใƒผใƒˆใฎไธญใซ็”ทใ‚’ๆฎบใ™ๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’ใ„ใใคใ‚‚้š ใ—ๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใชใฎใƒ‡ใ‚นใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ‚ใฏใ‚“โ™ชใ€
    ใ€€ไธ่ฆšใซใ‚‚ใ€Œๆ ผๅฅฝ่‰ฏใ„ใ€ใจ่ฆ‹ๆƒšใ‚ŒใŸไบŒไบบใฎๅ‰ใง่ชฟๅญใซไน—ใฃใฆใ‚นใ‚ซใƒผใƒˆใ‚’ๆฒใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใ€็„กๆ„ๅ‘ณใซไธ‹็€ใ‚’้œฒๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ‚ปใ‚ฏใ‚ทใƒผใƒใƒผใ‚บใ‚’ใจใ‚‹ใƒ”ใƒณใ‚ฏใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฎๅพŒ้ ญ้ƒจใซใ€ใถใฃใจใ„้’็ญ‹ใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใŸใ‚ณใƒซใŒใƒใƒงใƒƒใƒ—ใ‚’ใƒ–ใƒ่พผใ‚“ใ ใ€‚

    Karindou 4 Koma Extra Story Pseudo Short Story [Ghostrick Live] 7

    No matter what she did, Ran was slowly reaching the limits of her endurance.
    It wasn't boredom. All the maids of the Schtlehertz family, not wanting to lose to her best friends and adults who made up her foster family, in their own way, were always in a sort of chaos. Maybe they all knew that Ran couldn't smile, but for several days now, they've gotten good at being able to tell whether Ran is enjoying herself or not, and in order to figure out what makes her laugh, they were causing chaos to the point where Col even started exterminating some of the maids. The game was effective, and a certain maid (a pink one) who wanted to fawn over Ran and forcibly followed her around was no exception. When Ran would unintentionally get caught up in the chaos, she would enjoy herself, and get saved right before crossing the line. Her attendant, Cuey, also heroically looked after her as usual, and she talked more openly more often. During the chaotic times, she would be mixed among the maids and laugh, cry, and sometimes get angry (though there was no bite behind it), and she stopped being as shy and hiding around the other maids, and was happy that she finally felt comfortable among them. Also, Ran was praised as the cause of Cuey's transformation, since ever since she became Ran's attendant, she suggested and won the game, and Cuey had more self confidence.
    (Though it's not such a big deal as everyone makes it out to be.)
    Every time she would be embarrassed by the praise, and think it was just because she had the opportunity, Cuey would happily laugh.
    However, something was insufficient.
    Elza, who would normally only go out shopping occasionally, was now going out early every day, coming back home late at night, sleeping for only a few hours and then waking up, finishing breakfast before Ran woke up, and leaving again. Mifi would only sometimes be brought along, and would be with Ran, who was left in the Schtlehertz mansion, but of course, as a maid, she had work to do, so she couldn't be with Ran all the time. Normally, Ran's secondary conversation partner was Cuey, and due to the maids who were still attracted to her (though they stopped fawning on her), even in the huge mansion, she didn't feel lonely. But the ones she lived her normal life with weren't here, so she felt a little bit of loneliness. In those times, understanding the worries of the rich, the faces of her friends in Japan came to mind. Compared to this estate, her home in Japan was smaller than one of the detached bungalows, but she missed living in that house with her fake family, and messing around with her friends.
    Ran felt a little homesick. Even if this is her real home... They say home is where you make it, even if the time was very short.

    "Not enough"
    Sitting on the bed in her room, Ran suddenly spoke in a robotic voice, and Cuey and Col tilted their heads.
    "Not enough Tamaryunium."
    "Huh, what is this Tamaryunium?"
    "Eh... Is it something like magnesium?"
    In response to the never before heard chemical sounding name, a big question mark appeared above the two of them. Ran flopped face up on the bed and murmured in a quiet voice.
    "I want to see Tamaryuu... And my other friends too."
    "Little mistress..."
    "Eh... Head chamberlain, who is Tamaryuu?"
    "Ah, you don't know? It's the dragon child that Seren-sama, the mistress' apprentice and adoptive daughter, is raising. Their homes are next to each other, so they must be close."
    "A friend, I see."
    (At an age where she wants to play, she was separated from her friend and brought here... So she wants to see her. So that's why the little mistress hasn't been as energetic lately...)
    Col put her hand on her cheeks and thought about what to do about Ran, who was feeling down. As she did so, Cuey asked with a strange expression.
    "Umm, c... can't you use that, the, umm... telepon!"
    "Cuey, it's tele'phone'. 'Phone', not 'pon'. But yes, little mistress, how about you try making an international call and talk with your friend?"
    Before Col could finish speaking, in a moment, Ran sprang up from the bed faster than a blur, and in the next moment, she had a look of hope that she was grabbing with both hands.
    "I'll do it. I want to call her. I want to talk with Tamaryuu!"
    (I, I couldn't see her movements...!)
    Earlier, when she was investigating the ruins, while she was talking with Seren, she heard that Tamaryuu was a girl, so she didn't think that Ran saw Tamaryuu as more than a same sex friend, and as a lover. Col was afraid of these feelings that were beyond her knowledge, that allowed her to move beyond her limits. It was the restrictive mysterious ability shown by a maiden in love called "maiden power" that made this super reaction possible. Col would find that out later, but that's a future story.
    Maybe she couldn't hold back any more, but as Ran prodded them saying hurry hurry, and started moving her feet and tap dancing around like Obon Kobon. Col, coming back to her senses, led Ran to the office.
    "Here, I think the maids won't disturb you, and you can calmly talk."
    "Thank you, Col-san!"
    Ran quickly flew to the phone. Right after, she yelled that she didn't know how to make an international call, but Col dialed the number instead, and she was connected to Karindou.
    "Tamaryuu! Tamaryuu!?"
    'Ran-chan? It's been a while~. What's up, are you still abroad?'
    "Yeah... I couldn't see you, so I was lonely..."
    'Ahaha, we haven't seen each other for only 2 weeks. But you're at Elza's house over there right now, right? How does it feel to live like a celebrity?'
    "It's all too different, and I feel like I have an ulcer... Wait, Tamaryuu, you knew that she's rich!?"
    'Yeah, she's the head of, what's it called, the Schtlehertz Konzern. I heard that when she moved in next door. A long time ago, she would sometimes buy me expensive rare Yu-Gi-War cards, and she bought me a game. Seren complained to her that "you're acting like a grandma spoiling her grandchild, so stop that", so ever since we started going to school, she's only bought me stuff in secret.'
    "I, I see... Ah, you don't have to give me such details. So, listen, listen, the maids here are..."
    'Ahaha! She sounds like Kinka-onee-chan. Ah, that story reminded me, yesterday, Catherine and Sara-chan were...'
    "Eh~ I think Shiraishi-san is right, and Shizuki remembered it wrong? By the way, there's a snake-person like Shiraishi-san here..."
    I guess she must be extremely happy to hear her friend's voice, Col thought with a smile, as she watched Ran smile as she ferverently talked.
    Behind her, Cuey, who was thinking about Ran's earlier high speed tap dance and wanted to try to replicate it, was acting like a fool and doing some strange tai chi high speed movements.

    "Calling her friend... haha. Isn't she homesick? Actually, you should have realized that sooner."
    When Pink-chan heard Col's story about Ran feeling a little more energetic, she said that as she thought about Ran's condition over the past few days, and was given a full swing slap.
    "Ah, sorry, you're right, I was overly annoyed at how right you were, so I just..."
    "No... It's okay... I'm that kind of character..."
    Rubbing her cheek where the impression of a hand was left, Pink-chan was tearing up a little bit. It seems like she was conscious of how awful this being an ordinary thing was.
    "Everyone's attraction to the little mistress is an infatuation. If they think and worry about the little mistress a little more, maybe they wouldn't make her feel lonely..."
    "Even now, I don't think it's too late? How about we try to relax her?"
    "Relax... huh."
    "Just making a fuss isn't relaxing. The little mistress seems to enjoy our fuss, but I think it's most effective to have the little mistress herself let out that stress."
    "I see... Like what?"
    "Of course, we can be on the bed, and, until she can't stand up straight, do I'm kidding, I'm sorry!"
    Right after she praised her for being unusually decent, in response to her usual stuff, Col reflexively pointed her prepared handgun at her forehead. Of course, being shot by a gun is not joke, and before she could reflexively pull the trigger, Pink-chan wonderfully and hurriedly apologized.
    "You've heard about the little mistress' circumstances from the mistress, right? But still, you can say all that."
    "Uuuh, but it was just a joke. Mmm~...Exercise... She's bad at that, right. Combat practice experience is unreasonable."
    "But if it isn't strenuous exercise, it should be okay."
    "Like walking?"
    "She does that every morning, with Cuey."
    "What about having a pointless party?"
    "It will depend on the content, but... This time, we should check with the mistress."
    "She seems like she would like sweets, how about all the cakes she can eat?"
    "If she gets fat from eating due to stress, I'll be the one yelled at by the mistress... Huh? Do ghosts get fat?"
    "How about going shopping? She can buy accessories, and buy souvenirs for her friends."
    "That's good, should we contact one of the mistress' favorite shops? We'll have to get a card for the little mistress... Wait, hold on Pink, isn't there anything relaxing we can do right now?"
    "Right now... The things we can do in this mansion is limited~..."
    And like that, the two of them exchanged their opinions for about 15 minutes, but then they ran out of ideas, and went silent. Neither Col, who was born and quickly became aware that she was a tool for killing people, and became a mercenary, nor Pink-chan, who, by the whims of fate and the horrors of war, was a girl prostitute who became an assassin, had any memories of a life as a normal decent girl, so they didn't know what would make a girl with common sense happy.
    When Pink-chan thinks about something, her mind goes blank, so thought that they should consult with Elza once she gets back. As she was about to say that, Col, who was staring that the revolver that she had in her hand, said.
    "I know. Maybe I can use my collection."
    "Eh?"
    "It doesn't take much time to prepare. Yeah, if I don't use it once in a while, I might get annoyed. Pink, please guide the little mistress to the basement. I'll go prepare it."
    "The basement... Wait, you're going to let the little mistress use that!?"
    "Of course, why?"
    "Why... If you're okay with it, Onee-sama, then I won't say anything, but..."
    "?? Then please get her."
    Maybe she was extremely confident in her plan, but as Pink-chan watched Col's back as she proudly left the room, Pink-chan gave an enormous sigh.
    "I can't imagine that the little mistress has the same hobby as Onee-sama..."
    Grumbling, Pink-chan thought ah, Onee-sama can't be stopped when she's like that, and went to look for and bring Ran.

    "Eh, then 'chan' is part of your name?"
    "That's right, my full name is 'Pink-chan Astal'. Isn't it funny? So, little mistress, please call me Pink-chan. Well, originally I was named 'Pink'."
    "So why do you have the chan attached to your name...?"
    "I was a baby war orphan, and was adopted by a Japanese nun, and in the Japanese style, she added chan, so I always misunderstood that my own name was 'Pink-chan'. Later on, the mistake was cleared up, but until that point, I called myself 'Pink-chan', so I figured that was fine."
    "Uhh, a war orphan... Why are all the people around me so cheerful, and moving forward so magnificently with their lives..."
    "What?"
    "Uh, nothing. So... Pink-chan, what is this stress relief?"
    "W, well~ ...Just look forward to it~. Ahahaha... haha... ha... hah..."
    "?"
    Ran was being brought to the basement by Pink-chan along with Cuey. When they arrived, before she could confirm what kind of facility it was, Col put on goggles and earmuffs on her, and pushed her forward into a booth. And then she gave her a desert eagle.
    "Well, little mistress, please go ahead, and get rid of all of the anger that's building inside you!"
    Ran had never seen Col so eagerly happy before. In front of her, a man-shaped target popped up. Although it hadn't been said, this basement facility could only be a shooting range. Before she had gotten here, there were many other spaces that looked like this, so this facility was probably created for the guard maids to practice on their own. The phrase "stress relief", the fun thing that she had come here for, was this. Most of all, the cold thing she felt in her hand was making her uneasy.
    The heavy weight of the desert eagle in both of her hands told her that it wasn't a model gun or a toy gun, and Ran broke into a cold sweat all over. Behind her, Cuey, for whom it seemed like this was the first time seeing another hand gun aside from Col's regular revolver, was staring with great interest at the one in Ran's hands. Just as it seemed like Col was going to take Ran's hands and fire it, Pink-chan grabbed Col's arm and dragged her to a corner of the booth, telling her off with a pale face.
    "Nonononono! What are you thinking Onee-sama, to give a desert eagle to a beginner!?"
    "...Would an anaconda be better? But that has a bigger recoil."
    "That's not the problem! Geez, when it comes to guns, you have no sense, so Onee-sama... Why are you always using a 44 magnum?"
    "Because for relieving stress, isn't it more refreshing to use a high-powered one...?"
    Seeing Col put her index finger to her mouth, and looking with upturned eyes, she resisted the twinge she felt in her lower body. She felt oddly exhausted, and slumped her shoulders.
    "Umm, Onee-sama. It might be fine for us, but the little mistress would literally be blown away?"
    Just as Pink-chan said, this large handgun that says it's the world's highest class caliber has a very long bullet, so it has a wide grip, and it was obvious from a glance that Ran's hands couldn't fully hold it. Also, her fingers couldn't reach the hammer or the trigger. Obviously, it was too much for her to handle.
    "Even if she doesn't have any strength, as long as she knows how to shoot, and takes the proper preparations to shoot, the recoil won't be that great."
    "I'm telling you! No matter how you look at it, she doesn't know how to shoot or the right preparation! If you're going to make her shoot, then at least please select a smaller caliber, smaller gun for her to start with!"
    "Mmm~... Fine..."
    With puffed out cheeks, Col went into the weapon storage. Seeing this, she gave a sigh of relief.
    (A pouting Onee-sama is cute, but her personality is dangerous. Really, for me to have to scold Onee-sama... Ah, but disciplining the strong willed Onee-sama isn't too bad.)
    She tried to imagine doing this and that to a Col who had defiant eyes, but was unable to defy her, but no matter how she thought of it, it wasn't an obedient Col that came to mind, but rather an oni-like Col who was recklessly firing and herself riddled with bullet holes, so she quickly stopped.
    Afterwards, seeing that Col had chosen an oddly large caliber gun, Pink-chan felt that she hadn't gotten the point, and in desperation, started choosing a gun for Ran instead. There was a huge lineup of firearms. Handguns, machine guns, shot guns, rifles, and then even grenade firing bazookas and rocket launchers. There were even antiques included, and it was like a museum, but this didn't belong to the Schtlehertz family. This was Col's personal collection. Realizing this, Ran's face twitched, but then she started saying that this was used in that movie, and she saw that in an anime. Even Cuey got excitedly caught up in it too.
    Col, happy that Ran had an interest in it, gave an explanation about each firearm, and after spending almost an hour going over them, Ran felt calm about choosing the Walther PPK, because it was 007's gun. At some point, Cuey was allowed to shoot with Ran, and wisely borrowed the H&K Mk 23 Mod 0 (SOCOM).
    Ran, who only had knowledge gleaned from movies, didn't realize it, but the majority of this collection were for military use, and the scars etched into them and the bits of the outside that were coming off wasn't due to the passage of time, but were from actual combat. I wonder what kind of expression she would have if she realized that. With a dry smile and a surprised expression, Pink-chan thought that, as she watched a smiling Col give a lecture about how to shoot to the two of them with distant eyes... Or rather, she could only stare at her with impure eyes.
    Anyway, I hope the little mistress isn't influenced by Onee-sama's gun mania. If the little mistress starts carrying a gun, I won't be able to lightheartedly tease her!

    "So, little mistress, as I've told you many times, please tighten your grasp on the grip. If you drop it when the gun moves due to the recoil, it will be dangerous. And don't close your eyes until you confirm that the bullet has hit the target. Understand?"
    "Y, yeah."
    Ran nodded. While she was interested, maybe she was naturally nervous at actually firing a real gun, but with a serious expression, she started down the sights, and a dry sound echoed.
    "Whistle On your first shot, you actually hit it~ And it was a head shot, good job little mistress~"
    "T, that's... beginner's luck... Probably."
    Embarrassed, she said that she was trying to aim for the body. In front of her, the man-shaped target was splendidly hit in the head.
    "I think I'll probably miss the next one..."
    Preparing herself again, she fired once more, getting a little more used to the feeling, and then continued firing a 2nd and a 3rd. This time, she certainly didn't hit any fatal locations, but she hit the body twice, and the right arm once. Both lungs and the right wrist, if the target was a human, it's possible he would have been incapacitated.
    "...You certainly did miss. Little mistress, you're surprisingly harsh."
    "N, No, the place I'm hitting isn't where I'm aiming!"
    With scattered black hair and her feet pitter-pattering, Ran was claiming her innocence(?), when suddenly, in the next booth, a violent light exploded. When she looked over there in surprise, the upper half of the man-shaped target that Cuey was aiming at was cleanly blown away.

    "...I can aim this just by looking, so it's more accurate..."
    "It's not a problem of accuracy, Cuey..."
    After Cuey had fired multiple shots, she unleashed her eye beam. It's not certain how powerful it was, or where she was aiming, but looking at the man-shaped target that was blown in half, it looks like she calmly knew that she made a slightly miscalculation.
    "Ah, I was surprised. But still, it's very powerful, Cuey-chan. It pierced the target and dented the tamaite alloy wall~ By the way, did you hit with the gun?"
    "Eh... I did, but... I couldn't hit what I was aiming for, but they all hit the same location..."
    Cuey pointed, and in the crotch region of the remaining lower half of the man-shaped target, they could see evidence of multiple bullet holes.
    "Cuey, all of the ones that missed their mark turned out like that?"
    "Uuuh..."
    "Whoa, Cuey-chan, you're quite... If your opponent is a man, it would be very effective."
    Cuey nodded with an embarrassed expression. Hearing that, Ran strongly nodded, and of course Col was shocked, but praised her, but the words didn't stick.
    "In that case, I'll have teach the little mistress and Cuey, in intimate detail~"
    "You want to know, first hand, what fate awaits those who force their sexual desires on someone with a gun?"
    "Whoa! The little mistress is spewing poison at me!?"
    "No... If you would like your own actions turned against you, then you're quite something?"
    "I thought I should treat this the same as I treat my sister's 'that'."
    ""I understand.""
    "'That'? Eh...?"
    "...You'll understand in a little while, so don't worry about it."
    Calming Cuey, who was the only one who didn't understand what she meant, Col frowned and turned towards Pink-chan.
    "What do you mean, Pink, by teaching them? You had the lowest rank in target practice, right?"
    "Ehehe, that's true, but... Wai, little mistress, that was a joke to break the tension so please don't point the gun at me it's dangerous!"
    "That didn't break the tension... So, what did you want to teach Col-san?"
    "That's not bad, but a handgun doesn't suit me. If I had to say what my specialty is...!"
    Midway in her speech, she bent over, threw up both sides of her skirt, and spun around. Hearing a dull sound behind them, Ran and Cuey turned around. The man-shaped target that Ran had fired at had knives stuck deep into its forehead, throat and heart.
    "...This~"
    "Awawa... If that was a human, it would be a complete death...!"
    "Pink-chan, do you always walk around with knives?"
    Cuey was bent over in fear, and Ran was stunned. Pink-chan gave them a bold smile, and from the hem of her skirt, pulled out a new knife and winked.
    "Fufu, a girl has numerous weapons to kill a man hidden inside her skirt. Ahah."
    As the two of them watched in awe, with an unconscious "cool", Pink-chan got caught up in the moment and rolled up her skirt and meaninglessly exposed her underwear and gave a sexy pose. Col, with a large vein appearing on her head, gave her a chop to the back of the head.

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