#diary 8

[everytangbo]

“Myung-Myung bit me. What a dog. Of course, he found out I I'm poisonous.

The hard way.

I guess he learned the lesson.”

[everytangbo]

"He smells like plum blossoms. Amazing. I shouldn't be surprised, he's wildlife. A human plum tree. It's always spring when he's around. I wonder if he goes bald in winter, too."

[everytangbo]

“I have met him at last—the Plum Blossom Saint of Mount Hua. He swept through me like the wild Báihǔ of Shaanxi, unrelenting and magnificent, each strike as precise as it was unrestrained. I thought myself prepared, but he was... something beyond. With his blade, plum blossoms appeared from the very air, filling the autumn around us with the freshness of spring. To witness his form in battle was like glimpsing a force of nature—unyielding. Breathtaking. The sun, in all its radiance, could envy the brilliance he brought to that moment.

He left me crumpled on the ground, defeated, yes, but with a strange peace. Losing has never felt so right. In truth, I had never felt more alive. I was nothing but bruises and dust, yet there was something that filled me, something more vivid than pain, something that surged past the ache. I rose from the ground and thanked him—not just for the fight, though it was the greatest of my life, but for something larger, something I could not yet name. Maybe, my whole life I’ve been training for this moment.

I must confess that I am unworthy to write here among the chaos of my thoughts, but he honored me with his name, Chung Myung. We went for a drink afterward, my treat. I believe he was caught off guard. A part of me wishes he could understand how much I hope to see him again, to stand beside him—whether as rival or friend. He will likely never know that, for me, he was not just the best match I’ve ever had, but the best of all things.”

[everytangbo]

"Chung Myung bit me! Why?! Why! Those tummy aches are deserved. He smiled and said 'worth it'. Asshole. He's like a child, rolling in the bed. He can't stand tummy aches but a full-strength strike from a Wunan elder is fine? He's truly something else. I'll make him broth, he'll be fine in a blink!"

[everytangbo]

"Chung Myung almost choked with a cherry seed. Of all things! Pathetic. Hilarious.

'The plum blossom saint defeated by a cherry seed! What a dignified way to go'. He said that if I keep cackling like that, I'll choke with my own laugh.

But, oh, my dearest almighty friend. Dying of laughter is way better than choking with a seed. I wouldn't mind"

"I'll avenge you!"

[everytangbo]

“I heard the plum blossom saint will be participating in the upcoming tournament. The sword masters from Emei aren't thrilled about it. Why not? What an honor!

I wish I could be a wooden dummy to be obliterated by him~

Too bad I'm flesh.”

[everytangbo]

“I sent him another gift. Something small. I like seeing his eyes light up, even if he only looks at it for a second. It’s enough. A second is enough.”

[everytangbo]

"Children are funny, they think everything's funny. Little girl said my eyebrows are funny. I told her they fell off my face and I glued them upside down. She laughed. Taoist Chung Myung laughed too~ "