5 - Me and Little White

Translator: LiLi041

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Chapter 5: Me and Little White

I sat on Master’s bed. Master was standing by the window, looking at the scenery outside. The room was quiet and the windows were open wide. Occasionally, tiny flakes of snow would be blown in by the cold wind, causing our clothes to billow in the wind.

Master stood there, like a heavenly immortal, alone and completely detached from the mortal world.

Amidst this atmosphere and scenery, I only wanted to say one thing.

“Master, can you stand a little more to the left?”

Master turned and looked at me.

He didn’t say a word.

I sniffled a bit and huddled deeper into the blankets. I explained.

“Can you block the wind a bit better?”

—

Today, I saw Master’s sword up close.

It nearly chopped me in half.

Note to self: Next time, hide further away.

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Half the morning passed before Master remembered what occurred the previous night. He asked me why I had climbed onto his bed.

I said, “Nine Point Peak’s snowing really heavily.”

Master: “Hm?”

Me: “I was afraid that Master would be cold.”

Master glanced at me. His expression softened a little. “Master won’t be cold.”

He paused and started to teach me with great care. “Don’t just casually climb into other people’s beds.”

I asked, “Why?”

“You’ll be cut down.”

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Oh.

So that’s it.

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The days of copying books were very dry and dull. Once, Master had something to do, so he went out. Little White perched on the tree, dutifully watching over me both day and night.

The first thing I saw when I opened my eyes in the morning was Little White, and the last thing I saw when I closed my eyes at night was also Little White.

Two days later.

I finally caught it.

And then.

I trussed him up and placed him on Master’s bed.

Haha.

Let’s see if Master will cut you down or not.

I smiled triumphantly.

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The third day.

Master returned.

Master didn’t say anything.

Master switched rooms with me.

Master said that since I liked Little White this much, I should sleep with him in the future.

Me: T^T

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I don’t.

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At midnight, I once again climbed into Master’s bed.

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This time, Master was actually sleeping.

Was the big secret that I had discovered before not actually a secret?

(Shock)

My bed, did I climb up you in vain???

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Master opened his eyes and glanced at me. “What’d you come here again for?”

His voice was a little hoarse.

I took off my shoes and climbed onto the bed rather unceremoniously. “I don’t want to sleep with Little White at all.”

Master watched my movements and sank into silence for a while. He seemed a little exasperated, but he didn’t say anything.

He tucked me in.

Not long after, I fell asleep.

—

I wasn’t comfortable at all.

Master’s body was ice cold.

It was as cold as the snow outside.

It snowed a lot.

I even dreamed that I had frozen to death.

How scary.

—

I told Master about my dream.

Master gave me a nod before lighting a large fire in the clearing outside. Then, he placed me next to the fire to warm me up.

That fire was especially large. It reminded me of barbeque.

After half an hour, Master asked, “Is it still cold?”

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How should I put it?

Right now, I feel like I’m still raw on one side, while I’m well-cooked on the other.

I wasn’t roasted evenly.

I wondered whether I should turn around.

—

I discovered that my clothes had been burnt by the fire. There were now many holes.

They’re ugly now.

I was a bit sad.

I sat under the tree. Little White, who was perched on the tree, shook its feathers. Many feathers fell on my head. I ignored it.

I gazed into the distance, I gazed at the vast grounds covered in snow, I gazed at every tree and blade of grass on Nine Point Peak.

I sighed deeply with sorrow.

I didn’t have any money to buy clothes.

The world was so big, but I didn’t have a single penny.

Not to mention tanghulus.

—

Master saw that I was so sad I wasn’t even in the mood to copy books, so he specially comforted me.

“Take off your clothes, I’ll mend them for you.”

I thought that Master knew how to sew, so I took off my clothes.

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The second day.

I can’t wear these clothes at all.

—

I cried under the tree for a long time, hugging the pile of clothes that had suddenly and unexpectedly been turned into rags.

Wah T^T

If this continued, I’d become just like Little White.

Completely bare…

—

I cried for a long time. Then, Master came to me bearing a bowl of piping hot eggs and noodles

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I forgave Master.

—

I held the bowl with both hands and drank up every drop of the soup inside. Then, I burped. I looked up, and saw Master standing by me, holding an umbrella.

The umbrella was held at a slight angle, blocking most of the wind and snow.

Master was dressed in white from head to toe. Quite a bit of snow had fallen on him.

I stared at him and thought that he looked really cold.

—

“Master, are you really not cold?”

“I’m not.”

“Oh. I really envy you, Master.”

“What do you envy?”

“You don’t eat or drink, but you still won’t starve to death. You really save a lot of money.”

“…”

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Starting tomorrow, I want to have a flying sword.

A pair of wings will also do.

As long as it’ll help me get down from this tree.

Anything’s fine.

I’m not picky.

I told this to Little White.

Little White gave me the side-eye and ignored me. He shuffled his chubby body over to the side.

I also shuffled over a bit.

This was the only bird on the whole tree. I couldn’t let it escape.

Little White probably regarded me with great disdain, so he once again shuffled towards that side.

I shuffled over once more.

Soon after.

We both heard a “crack” sound from below us.

Little White: “!”

Me: “!”

—

I didn’t move.

Little White also didn’t move.

The two of us stood on the tree without moving, looking just like a still painting.

We competed on who would live longer.

—

At this moment, at this scene, I wanted to recite a poem.

Oh this wind, oh this snow, oh this tree.

Oh Master, come save us quick.

T^T

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