Nezukos Pov
It was a small jewelry store in town.
When Mr. Umeda took me into the store, an elderly couple with a nice smile greeted me.
"Mr. Umeda, I would have visited you from here."
The wife opened her mouth first.
"No, there is something I would like you to see today."
"We are not a pawn shop."
The owner and the owner, who seemed to be the owner, joked.
"Well, as far as I know, you have the deepest knowledge of gems."
I looked at me as Mr. Umeda urged me. Nod and present the ring.
"How? Is this?"
"I received it before. I think it's chrysoberyl in Umeda's view."
When I told him that, my husband opened his eyes.
"Huh !? It's a rare thing again.
May I see you, young lady? "
"Yes, please."
The husband looks into a small stone with an unfamiliar tool, or shines light with something like a small light bulb, and takes a closer look.
Then he exhaled.
"How is it?"
When Mr. Umeda asked, the husband nodded with satisfaction and smiled.
"This is a wonderful stone, Mr. Umeda.
You have a good eye.
As you can see, it is chrysoberyl. It's also very good quality.
There are no impurities and the polishing is excellent, but above all, the color is beautiful. It's very expensive. "
My husband took a breather and then started talking to me.
Chrysoberyl is a very nice stone. It's rare, so you may not see it easily.
It is a mysterious stone that shows a blue-green color in natural light and a reddish color in incandescent light.
Perhaps because of its characteristics, the stone language is said to be "hidden thoughts." "
The words ...?
When I was wondering what it was, my wife explained to me if the question had appeared on my face.
"Similar to the flower language attached to flowers, there are stones that have meaning. That is the stone language.
So to speak, it is the feeling of the giver. "
