Wanting to rest after a long and dangerous road, Yoshio is horribly flamboyant, gently moving through the tightly enveloping leaves of the forest's great giant trees; He finally made it out of Buseon Forest. But because he doesn't know where to rest is safer, the nearest town is right from the map given by the witch. As he steps in, an involuntary chill begins to come into town, but Yoshio with his cold candies.
Yoshio: Even if it's a little chilly, there's not much I can do.
With great views on the way to the village step by step, it finally reaches The Chain Valley Village. As he looks over the mountain against the village, he hears the smiles of calm people, their playing screams, and realizes that something is wrong while a light peace enters him. Gradually he goes down the mountain and starts throwing his man towards the entrance of the village, with one step, step two and step three, the reversi that Yoshio notices.
Yoshio: In this village, everyone is ugly. It's funny, until I got here, I didn't see anyone but the old people as ugly.
yes, well, even if it was a little weird, even if there was another world, it was weird that everyone was ugly. When he entered the village, Yoshio realized that the village was not as big as it looked from another, it looked like a cowboy village reminiscent of a "Texas". As I looked around carefully, a slight fog began to collapse.
Married Couple Male: Let's go home, darling.
Married Couple Woman: Of course, darling, we have to get out of here, but first let's pick something up for our son from the field.
Married Couple's Child: Oley, Tha-n-k yo-u, Mom...
When Yoshio saw the married couple, he hurried to ask them for a place to stay.
Yoshio: I don't like to talk to people, but I have no choice. Excuse me, would you look?
Married Couple Male: Ha! Who called out.
Yoshio: I'm here, right behind you.
Married Couple Male: Here you are, sir, I don't recognize you, I think you must be a stranger.
Yoshio, as much as he wanted to answer, had a paused sigh because they were more ugly than normal people, and because he had to ask, he had to do it.
Yoshio: Yes, I'm a stranger. I don't know much about this place, so I'm looking for a place to stay. Do you know anywhere?
Married Couple Male: I'd love to help you, but I have a wife and child in my house.
Yoshio involuntarily looks at his ugly wife with a strange face.
Yoshio (inner voice): He's making fun of me, the boy in my moments. If I were the only one in the world, I still wouldn't touch his wife.
Married Couple Male: As I said, I'll tell you one thing you can stay there, an old aunt who owns the house, I'm sure she'll accept you.
After Yoshio got the description of the house, he set off and 120 meters from the village was a small cabin. After a little pause, he started knocking on the door of the wooden hut, and when there was no answer, he knocked on two or three more.
Yoshio: I guess there's no one here? Maybe he was dead, he said he was old.
When he started to step back into the village, the door opened slowly, Yoshio listened to the door squeak, and suddenly he was surprised, his composure didn't make his reaction known, the reason he was surprised.
Yoshio (inner voice): But this aunt is not ugly, she is a normal old woman.
Yes, the reason he was surprised was that the old lady wasn't ugly, and Yoshio, who doubted it, sensed something was going on here.
Old Lady: Who Is She?
Yoshio: I'm sorry to bother you, but I'm looking for a place to stay.
Old Lady: No one's been here in a long time, my last guest was years ago. Tsuyoshi was a young man named.
Yoshio: Tsuyoshi?
Yoshio had noticed in the past that the witch had said that name was "Three Star God Class Tsuyoshi".
(Souvenir Thoughts) Alice: The King of this world is a very powerful man, and the first and only known person to make the top grade is "Tsuyoshi of the Three Star God Class".
Yoshio, even though he was a little surprised, it wasn't the time, it was getting cold and he had nowhere to stay, and he told the old lady he wanted to stay again.
Old Lady: Okay, my son, you may be a guest to me, but on one condition, I'm an old woman, and I don't have the energy I used to. If you bring me wood before it's cold, I'll take you.
Yoshio: Haa! Yes, I'm sure.
Since this woman wasn't the only one who wasn't ugly, the only person she could talk to by looking at her face was the old lady. He knew he couldn't stay with other people, so he accepted his request. Yoshio, who also thought of wood-breaking as training, broke more than enough very quickly with his sword. The old lady who saw it, she was happy.
Old Lady: Now you can come in, I've prepared dinner, you can be hungry.
Even if no one did, his stomach was rumping, and he didn't know what to do in this world, and even if he was cautious after what happened in the Buseon forest, he had no choice. With a slight gust of wind, he threw the sword into his singer and stepped for the house and sat down to dinner. As the old woman enjoyed eating, Yoshio cautiously looked at the food, staring at her reflection in the soup-like orange water she had immersed in her spoon, eating helplessly.
Yoshio: Haa! It's not that bad, I like it.
Yoshio had a question on his mind when he ate the food, and he was undecided to ask, so he couldn't be sure, but he asked again.
Yoshio: Old aunty, one thing I'm curious about is why everyone else in this village is ugly except you.
Suddenly, the lack of suffoity collapsed, Yoshio stared at the old woman, but the old woman began to stutter with a sad tone of voice, while the tears began to come out of her eyes, yoshio, who couldn't make sense of it, was just looking at the old woman.
Old Lady: So you've noticed. Three years ago, a demon cursed our village. Everyone in our village, from woman to man, man to child, everyone was handsome and beautiful. In Demon, he couldn't resist it and turned everyone into an ugly monster virus, and in these monsters, for a short time, people's bodies are too weak to handle it, and he can control them at any time because of this virus, and he comes here every 3 months. He left me because I was the only elder in the village, but I can't take it anymore, I want to find a way to fix them in grief, even if not all my people show it. He cooks all our food sometimes by taking our children.
The more the old woman talked, the more she cried, the more she cried, the more the chair she was sitting in couldn't hold on, and she fell to the ground and kept crying. Yoshio was just looking at the old lady in his cold blood, thinking, could he do it? Maybe he didn't know. He asked the old lady out of the question.
Yoshio: You said you came back three months later.
As the old woman began to wipe tears, she began to slowly get her foot on with this question, taking the chair of her one-room cabin in the middle of the hall from the ground and sitting slowly.
Old Lady: Next time she's here, three days later. Why would you ask that?
Yoshio: I'm going to kill him for you, in three days. I think I have a plan, but I need everyone's help.
The old woman, who was happy to hear this, Yoshio showed her bed, because there was only one bed, Yoshio went out the door and looked at the sky a little bit, Yoshio started thinking, back to the cabin, lying on the floor, sleeping with his thoughts, when he woke up in the morning, he came out of the house, the reason for the noise was that the old woman got up early and gathered the villagers together.
Yoshio: I think you're all ready?