Acorns

 The sky was blue and clear, and the acorns were shiny and beautiful.
"It's already the third day of the trial. Why don't you compromise and make up?"
Wildcat said with some concern, but still with an air of authority.
The acorns shouted.
"No, no. No. The pointiest head is the greatest, after all. And I'm the pointiest."
"No, that's wrong. The round one is great. I'm the roundest one."
"It's a big one. The biggest one is the greatest. I'm the biggest, so I'm the greatest."
"No, that's not true. The judge said yesterday that I was much bigger."
"No, that won't work. The tall one. The tallest one."
"The great pusher. Let's decide by pushing."
Everyone was talking and talking.
It was as if he had poked a beehive, and he couldn't make sense of it.
Then Wildcat shouted.
"Shut up! What do you think you're doing here? Be quiet, be quiet."

 The acorns finally stopped as the carriage attendant snapped his whip.
Wildcat twisted his whiskers and said.
"It's already the third day of the trial. Why don't you compromise and make up?"

 Then the acorns all each said.
"No, no. No. The pointiest head is the greatest, after all. And I'm the pointiest."
"No, that's wrong. The round one is great."
"No, that's not true. It's a big one."
Everyone was talking and talking, so he couldn't make sense of it.
Then Wildcat shouted.
"Shut up! What do you think you're doing here? Be quiet, be quiet."

 The carriage attendant snapped his whip.
Wildcat twisted his whiskers and said.
"It's already the third day of the trial. Why don't you compromise and make up?"
"No, no. No. The pointiest head is ......"
Everyone was talking and talking.

 Wildcat shouted.
"Shut up! What do you think you're doing here? Be quiet, be quiet."

 The carriage attendant snapped his whip, and all the acorns became quiet.
Wildcat said softly to Ichiro.
"It's like this. What should I do?"

 Ichirou replied with a smile.
"So, you can say this.
The stupidest, most full of shit, and most incompetent of them all is the greatest.
I heard that in my sermon."

 Wildcat nodded his head in agreement.
Then he self-consciously, opened the collar of his satin clothes, pulling out the yellow surcoat a little, and told it to the acorns.
"Well. Be quiet. Here is the offer.
The one who is the least good, the stupidest, the most full of shit, the most incompetent, and looks as if his head was crushed, is the greatest."

 The acorns became very quiet.
The acorns became so quiet that they hardened.

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