Story Reader / Floating Record / ER00 Reveries with a Whale / Story
Ahem... Dammit.
Whoever dares mess with Gung-hoers shall pay a heavy price!
Well said, but why do you keep moving back?
Hmph!
Huh? The door is over there. You're going to the window...
Before Pulao can finish her line, Demon Bane has already broken through the window nearby and disappeared on the street.
Wait for us, Demon Bane!
The other minions quickly go through the same hole that he left, leaving a completely wrecked window behind.
No! We saved a long time to fix that window!
...
They're gone...
Whatever. I'll go check it out, Master. Hope we can still fix it.
Leave it to me.
Master walks past Pulao and heads to the window, but Pulao senses something unusual from his words.
What's wrong? You seem to have something to say.
Um, Master, your voice doesn't sound right. Are you sick?
No, I'm fine. I'm very healthy. I can walk up five floors without panting... Cough... cough...
Master!
How is that "fine"?
Pulao rushes to Master as he kneels on the ground. He is unable to control his limbs. His eyes are turning red.
I'm fine.
Master wipes Pulao's anxious tears with a trembling hand. He smiles at her.
Well, I thought it was just a cold. This "Punini" virus hits harder than I think.
Have you been like this for a while...? Why didn't you tell me...?
Because I don't want to see you like this.
Um... You always treat me like a kid, Master.
I'm no longer that kid who always made people worry.
What to do... Argh... Should I get you some medicine?!
No need. Besides, I don't think medicine can cure this disease.
Medicine... Right, ordinary medicine probably won't work.
Are you thinking of that legend?
Yes! I heard there was an old celestial in the mountains. He has an elixir that could cure any disease!
If I can get that elixir, we can cure whatever Puni-thing you have.
No need. A lot of things happened today, I'm probably just tired. I just need some rest, and everything will be fine.
Pulao helps Master get on his feet. She gazes at him and mumbles.
No.
What?
You have always been taking care of me, Master. Now it's my turn to take care of you!
Pulao raises her head and looks Master firmly in the eye.
Do you have to go?
I must.
Hmm... Alright. My brother would laugh at me if I still can't make up my mind.
One moment please.
Master knocks on the wall nearby. Heavy clangs of gears turning can be heard inside. Before long, the wooden wall suddenly cracks open and a wooden crate pops out from within, falling into Pulao's hands.
It's-a-sword?
Pulao looks at the crate and sees three words written in exaggerated calligraphy style—"It's a sword".
You don't know what will happen along the way. I hope it can protect you on my behalf.
When the crate is opened, it dissipates an antique aroma.
Sunlight shines upon the sword through the window, leaving a golden reflection in the inscription on it.
Master nods at Pulao and she nods in return. She grabs the red ribbon on the sword's hilt. It gives a warm feeling.
Wait for me, Master.
