[The Medicine Seller has lost his outermost robe, his obi, his headscarf, and one geta. His hair is disheveled, and there are smudges of ink and paint on his hands, arms, and face.]
[But, somehow, incredibly, he still manages to look as unruffled as if it was all just part of his plan. His posture is casually dignified, his expression neutral, his
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