Poor Gatekeeper
...e has been an egg in Ron¡¯s hand already) Z: Oh, you already have one. R: No, no. It¡¯s mine. Z: Yes, I know it. Don¡¯t be shy. It¡¯s just an egg. If you want, I can give you more. R: No. I mean your eggs are your eggs, my egg is my egg. Z: Ok. It doesn¡¯t matter. R: Let¡¯s count them. (1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9¡¡ 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 ¡¡) (Ron feels pretty unfortunate) R: Ok. I¡¯ll give my egg to you, and then you¡¯ll have 10. Z: You¡¯re so narrow-minded. (Zeus goes into the apartment house) R: Am I petty? (Ron feels confused) (At this time, Ron sneezes and the clothes on the clothesline is blown on the ground by the wind) (The owner of the clothes comes out of the apartment house and feels uncomfortable) C: Who did this? It took one hour to wash the clothes yesterday. (Clair hangs the clothes on the clothesline again and goes back) (Ron sneezes again and the clothes fall down the ground again) (Clair comes out angrily) C: Is this your job, Ron. R: Absolutely not. I¡¯m the gatekeeper my job is to help you. C: Ok. Next time, the evildoer is mine, I¡¯ll make sure of it. (Clair goes back) R: Why did the clothes fall down when I sneezed? (Ron stands in front of the clothes, and try to sneeze again and again¡¡) (At this time, Clair comes out and not...