Hello, this is Janna and I'm here with a short story from Japan, master Snotty knows.

In a mountain village where the air was fresh and the river sang, an old man called Hedeo

lived. Hedeo was a woodcutter who, with every swing of his axe, hoped to sell his wood

for a good price. As dawn painted the sky, Hedeo would

trudge into town, fire would stack high on his back, calling out, fire would come and get

your fire would. But one gloomy day, he was unable to sell a single log.

Weary and disheartened, Hedeo passed upon. The weight of the unsolved wood,

pressing on his aged shoulders. Glancing down at the glistening water below, he thought,

since nobody wants my fire would. Perhaps the dragon god of this pond might appreciate my logs.

One by one, he offered his bundles to the waters below, whispering a silent prayer with each drop.

As he prayed, bubbles began to rise and from the water emerged a lovely woman,

cradling a small boy with the most peculiar trait. His nose was constantly dripping.

With a soft voice, the woman explained, Hedeo, the dragon god appreciates your kind gift.

To thank you, he has sent you this child, whom you must call, master snotty nose.

Hesitant, Hedeo responded,

I am but a humble man, I can't afford to raise a child. She gently reassured him.

Worry not, all he asks for is a meal of marinated prawns. You must feed him three times a day.

Do not forget. In return, he will ensure you lack nothing.

Just as mysteriously as she appeared, the woman faded into the water,

leaving only master snotty nose.

He giggled and sniffled, wiping his nose on his sleeve in a comically exaggerated manner.

Hedeo made a special place for master snotty nose, beside his home's sacred altar.

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