On a fine spring day, two sisters come to the mountains to see the cherry blossoms.
The flowers were are so beautiful.
Yes. It's such a lovely day.
Suddenly, a snake jumps out of the bushes. The older sister is surprised.
Wah. Oh no. my stomach hurts. It really hurts.
The older sister has always had a problem. When she becomes surprised, her stomach hurts. There is only one way to make it stop.
I need to find a kettle. I need to kiss it so that my stomach will stop hurting.
But where can we find a kettle? There were are no houses around here.
At the same time, a samurai and his servant also come to the mountain to see the cherry blossoms.
Kisuke, the flowers are so beautiful.
Yes sir. It is such a lovely day.
Ah, the wind feels good on my head.
I’m sure it feels nice, sir. You have no hair on your head.
Don’t say that about my head.
The samurai and his servant walk toward a big cherry tree. The two sisters are standing by the same tree.
Oh, my stomach really hurts.
Dear sister, look over there. I see a shiny kettle coming this way.
A shiny kettle?
Yes. There is a samurai with no hair. His head is shiny just like a kettle.
Really? Maybe I can kiss his head.
The younger sister goes up to the samurai and says, Mr samurai, please help us.
What's wrong?
You see, my sister has says her stomach hurts.
Oh, I’m sorry, but I don’t have any medicine.
But you do have something that my sister needs. Your shiny head.
My shiny head? What do you mean?
My sister’s stomach will stop hurting if she kisses a shiny kettle.
Huh?
Are you saying that my master’s head is shiny like a kettle?
Kisuke! Don’t say that about my head! Lady. I can not help you. My head is not a kettle.
But please sir. I’m afraid my sister will die.
No. my head is not a kettle.
Sir, I think you should help them. A few kisses can't hurt your head.
All right. I will help your, sister.
With that, the samurai lets the older sister kiss his head.
Thank you very much sir. Because of this shiny kettle, I mean your head, my stomach doesn’t hurt anymore.
Don’t say that about my head. It is not a kettle.
Sir, there are teeth marks on your head.
What? Teeth marks? Hey lady. Did you bite my head?
I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to bite the kettle.
Lady, I will not forgive you.
Sir, you are getting angry. I can see the steam shooting out of your head. Now your head really looks like a kettle.