01x13 - Supper of Three and Afternoon of Two

[bunniefuu]

A lot of things happened,
but we succeeded in smuggling gold.

We were able to open up not only

my future as a merchant,
but also yours as a tailor.

Let's eat and drink
to our heart's content today.

Well then, to our future!

ORIGINAL STORY BY ISUNA HASEKURA

{\an8}-Are you serious?
-Yes!

{\an8}That was amazing though.

-It's nothing.
-I wouldn't expect any less from you.

It was all thanks to the fact that
the sheep were very obedient.

You're too humble.

It's because you are
an excellent shepherd.

I don't know about that...

Oh, here it is.

That looks delicious.

Let's cut it.

-Here you go.
-Thank you.

My pleasure.

Do you want some too?

When you feel like it, just tell me.

I didn't know sheep
could find rock salt though.

For some reason,
sheep really like salty things.

For example,
if I rub a little salt onto a rock,

they will keep licking it forever.

That reminds me.

I've heard that there is a town
somewhere far away that uses sheep

for a unique form of t*rture.

It sounded
hard to believe at the time, but...

They use sheep?

Yes.
I can't remember the name of the town,

but they make sheep lick your feet

as a form of t*rture.

What? They make sheep do that?

That's right. The sheep lick your feet.

Supposedly, they put salt on your feet.

At first, it just tickles.

But the sheep don't stop.

Eventually, you laugh so hard
it becomes painful.

Oh my!

I assume the sheep like to
lick your hands and fingers too.

That's true.
Sometimes I have a hard time because they

gather around me
and try to lick my fingers

after I eat dried meat.

Compared to that,

the knight that accompanies you
seems to be obedient.

Enek's problem is that
he's a little too hardworking.

He can be a bit inflexible at times.

Then even more so, that must mean you are

very skilled to be able to guide them.

That's saying too much...

By the way, are you really going to...

What? Are you drunk already?

Hey, you look so pale!

It's fine.

I'm just...

Holo! Holo! Hey, hang in there! Holo!

Originally, I was alone

in the wheat fields for hundreds of years.

Back then, life was uneventful,
and the days just went by.

I couldn't tell apart
"yesterday" from "today"

as well as "tomorrow"
and the day after that.

Once in a while,
I would notice the passing of time.

That is, whenever there was a festival.

The harvest festival
they held once a year.

The sowing festival
they held twice a year.

The festival where they prayed
to keep the frost away.

The festival where they prayed for rain.

And the festival where they prayed
for calm winds. Those were the only times.

Compared to that,

traveling is so full of surprises that

it's as if I am being reborn every day.

The time I've spent with my companion

is equal to the hundreds of years
I've spent alone.

Even within the same day,

the morning and night
are completely different.

We could be in a heated argument
in the morning,

but we'd make amends by the afternoon.

I'd make him wipe a bread crumb
off my cheek and tease him

and go back to arguing over dinner.

But at night,
we'd quietly talk about the next day.

I have traveled

and lived with others before.

And there are memories I can't forget.

But I don't even have time
to reminisce about them anymore.

What was my companion doing yesterday?

How was he this morning?

And what is he scheming right now?

I used to become sentimental,
thinking about my homeland,

but that was until I met my companion.

Every day is so thrilling,

my mind is spinning,
and I don't even have time to be sad.

I'd be lying if I said it's not fun.

Actually, I'm having so much fun
that it's scary.

‪Where am I...?

What have I done...

Why is it...

He gets me irritated and angry.

But he's funny and makes me laugh.

And I can't help but
become vulnerable around him.

No, but it's all his fault!

We were able to get through all that
trouble thanks to me, the wisewolf.

What in the world does he like

about that scrawny shepherd anyway?

Is it because she's blonde?

Where is he anyway?

Why isn't he with me
when I need him the most?

What a useless male.

Why didn't you tell me
you weren't feeling well?

You're not a child.

Don't tell me you didn't notice
until you fainted.

You really had me worried.

What were you going to do
if we were on the road?

Little things like this
can lead to death you know?

I'm sorry.

It's fine, as long as you're okay.

Is it a cold or something?
It's not an illness, right?

I'm probably just tired.

I thought so...

If it was an illness,
I'd be able to help, at least a little.

But I thought maybe...

you happened to eat onions or something.

I'm not a dog!

Right, you're a wisewolf.

But I regret that my drinks and food
went to waste.

I'm a merchant after all.

So I would never forget about that.

I packed up the leftovers.

Or so I'd like to say...

You have a fever.
You must've been very fatigued.

-It's your fault.
-What? Me?

Your fingers are callused

and it feels like a wolf's nose.

Huh?

When a wolf rubs their nose against you,

that's equivalent to a human...

-I'd rather not say it.
-What in the world?

Whatever. Just leave me alone.

Either way,
for now, you shouldn't eat meat.

In exchange, I'll prepare a meal
you can eat while you're sick.

So try to get your energy back.

It makes me worried
when you're being nice.

I can say the same about you.

Where is he and what is he doing?

In Yoitsu, "caring for the sick" means

licking and grooming them

or staying by their side.

It's unthinkable
to wake up with nobody beside you...

How are you feeling?

I can't get up.

I know you're lying.

All right, I'll go get you some porridge.

I'm thirsty too.

-Is that water?
-Yeah.

Well, you had a fever yesterday, remember?

So I brought apple wine.

What's wrong?

It's too heavy and I can't get out.

-Is that better?
-Thanks.

What's wrong?

Well, the flavor is...

Oh, I watered it down.

You watered it down too much!

I thought my nose stopped working.

You had a fever.

That's why I watered down the apple wine.

Why is that the reason?

Oh, I guess you don't know
about this kind of stuff.

Since you fainted, I went to the guild

and read through
translated medical books in a rush.

And what did you find?

People become ill when their bodies
get out of balance.

Things like fatigue, bad air quality,

and even the movement of the stars
can trigger that.

By regaining your balance,
you can cure your illness.

To do that, you have to
utilize the four states of the body.

The four states?

The human body has four states

which are hot, cold, dry, and wet.

You can adjust those by the food you eat.

That's because food is also categorized

by hot food, cold food,

dry food, and wet food.

Since you had a fever,

apples, which are cold food,
are just right.

If that's the case,

I would rather eat a raw apple.

That won't do.

Apples are cold, but in the medical field,
they're considered a dry food.

People who are sick are dry,
so they need moisture.

For that reason, it had to be a drink.

But strong alcohol is hot,

so I needed to water it down and cool it.

So that's why

it became this disgusting
slightly tinted water, huh?

What else are you going to feed me then?

Well, if you got a fever
because you were overfatigued,

we need to cool that first.

And your body must be dehydrated,

so you need moisture too.

Kind of like how you get thirsty
after running.

However, moisture cools the body,

and people become sad
when they're too cold.

Hence,
you need to be warmed up thereafter.

With all that in mind...
With all that in mind, let's see...

How about porridge
made of wheat and sheep's milk

topped with apple slices
and served with cheese on the side?

In this case, the apples...

Yes! That will do!

I want to eat that.

Actually, I will faint if I don't eat it.

Just look at how pale I am.

Come on! Hurry up and bring that to me.

It seems as though you are
completely better now.

Oh... I feel dizzy...

Hey! Hang in there!

Hurry up, please.

Jeez...

So you don't want the apple wine anymore?

Well, I don't mind it too much.

Give me a large serving!

I know, I know.

Every now and then, I dream.

Dreams of my homeland
and dreams of the wheat field.

They're all nostalgic dreams,

but at the same time, they evoke

feelings of immense disgust.

That's because back then,

I bore the responsibilities that

came with being a higher existence.

It's not like anyone asked me to do it,

but somebody had to take responsibility.

By the time I realized it,

it had become a heavy, heavy,

chain that was digging into my neck.

They depended on me for my power,

worshiped me because of my large size,

and honored me because I was useful.

It's not like I asked them to worship me.

But I couldn't desert them,

so I was trapped in their cage.

It's not like I asked them.

It's not like they asked me.

But that's how I spent
the past few centuries.

I'm used to smelling delicious food.

But he's the first person I've met
who smiles at me

so affectionately

whenever my nose reacts to such scents.

Even if he's the most

impertinent brat

who doesn't know his place...

Can you get up?

My goodness...

You'd better return this favor
when I get sick one day.

If you're okay with the Yoitsu tradition.

What's that?

Don't worry.

I have a good sense of smell,

so I will notice before you get this bad
and do something about it.

I'm sorry that I didn't notice, all right?

But I want you to speak up too.

I'm very...

slow to catch on apparently.

I figured as much.

I don't think you'll ever realize that
even a doctor

-won't be able to cure my "illness."
-What?

It's nothing.
Hurry up and bring me my food.

Jeez, are you a princess or what?

Scoop it up with the spoon
and feed it to me.

Here you go.

It could use a little more apple.

I agree.

Cold apples make people sad, after all.

Are you...

Are you saying I'm too cheerful?

I'm saying that you can afford
to calm down a little.

Well, if you can eat this much,
that's a good sign.

You'll probably get better
in one or two days.

You don't have to rush it though.

Once we leave this town,
we'll be on the wagon for a while.

Take your time and rest.

Hey, but...

the inn is a little...

too quiet.

That's true.
It's always noisy on the wagon, huh?

I don't have anything to do today anyway.

Plus, I have to think about
what to make for dinner for

a certain someone who's a glutton.

So, do you have any general requests?

I have to get it before the market closes.

You seem well,

but the inside of your body might not be,
so nothing too heavy.

No meat?

No. Either porridge
or bread soaked in soup.

Well then, how about that
sheep's milk or whatever?

It had a sweet aroma and deep flavor.
I want that again.

Sheep's milk huh?

Is there a problem?

It goes bad easily, so in the afternoon,
it starts to get expensive.

You want it to be fresh don't you?

Of course.

Well then, I guess I'll have Norah
find some for me again.

Since she's a shepherd,
she has a good eye...

-Did you say "Norah"?
-Huh?

All I want to do is
find good milk for you.

You don't need a "good eye"
if you just shell out money!

Okay!

There's no reason to
not ask for help either.

Either way...

Either way, why do you have
so much animosity toward Norah?

Huh? What did you say?

Well, you know, I don't know

what you went through
with shepherds in the past.

And I understand that
you don't like them as a wolf.

But you don't have to be so
hostile toward her.

Norah may be a shepherd but she's...

You know, she's just so kind.

There's an exception to everything, right?

You know...

Y... Yes?

It was my bad.

Is that right. Thank goodness.

But you can't like someone
just because it's logical.

I've told you that before.

I get that of course.

I know you can't overcome
everything with logic.

Okay, I'll go put this away.

Well then...

What now?

After you return that,
come back right away.

All right. The inn is too quiet, right?

Well then, be good and wait there.

Holo.

Ms. Norah came to visit you.

How are you feeling?

I'm fine. I was just a little tired.

But I was in need of someone to talk to.

And so,

I'd like to ask you something that
I've been curious about.

You wanted to ask me?

I'll be glad to answer.

What is the biggest trick
to guiding sheep?

It's to have a big heart.

I see.

It's getting windy.

After all,
sheep tend to think that they are smart.

Huh?

Huh?

SPICE & WOLF

And that's the story.

Isn't he a troublesome little sheep?

Did the wolf learn how

to handle the sheep well after that?

I wonder?

The story keeps going, right?

Of course.

Then more!

Tell me more!

Now, now, don't rush me.

In search for the wolf's homeland,

the two of them now headed to...

Next time,
"a New Town and Sense of Nostalgia."