Chapter 30 Marriage is just cooking together (?) From the bathtub...
After emerging from the bath, we tidied ourselves up and bid farewell to Wan Di and the others at the gates of Ohma.
A gentle breeze ruffled his blond hair, blowing the stray strands backward.
Wan Di glanced one last time at the clear sky of Ohma, then at you and Bai Er standing in front of him, and let out a rare "heh" as he laughed.
"What am I going to do?" he said. "No need to look like that. I'm just going to guard Suspended Peak, not to die."
You don't know what to say.
Bai E laughed too, "When you have time to go there, I'll treat you to honey fruit soup. Don't let yourself be so hungry from thinking about that place's honey fruit soup that you can't sleep at night."
Wan Di waved his hand and stopped criticizing him.
Another gentle breeze swept by, rustling the wisteria vines hanging in the alleys of Ohma, the robes of the passersby, and the bards humming their instruments by the fountain. Ohma remains peaceful today, but today's [conflict] is about to embark on a solitary journey to protect this peace.
It's time for Wan Di to set off.
"etc……!"
At the end of the street, a child's voice suddenly rang out. Wan Di paused, his hand holding the bag paused.
It's Cecilia.
Her brown eyes were still bright and carefree. You turned around and saw her running towards you, panting, with her short legs, while behind her, her father stood in the corner, only a corner of his robe visible, showing no intention of coming out.
“Your Majesty…” Cecilia finally ran up to you, her face flushed with anxiety.
However, she had barely uttered a sound when she spat out a few words in annoyance, "Lord Wan Di! Please take this cup of honey wine with you!"
The reign of Suspended Edge has come to an end, and now standing before everyone is only the demigod Wan Di of [Conflict].
It is only a thousand enemies.
Wan Di shook his head helplessly, "They don't need this kind of thing there."
Faced with an endless battle, he needs to stay clear-headed at all times, and alcohol will disrupt his thoughts.
"Please take this with you!" Cecilia stood on tiptoe and placed the glass of wine on his tall bag. "Please take this with you. It's okay if you don't drink it. Just think of it as... just think of the people you protect as thinking of you and supporting you here!"
"If you really don't want it..." she said hesitantly, "please give it back to me in the new world, please!"
Please... please make sure you live to see that day.
Wan Di was taken aback, but understood what she meant.
He crouched down, looking directly into Cecilia's eyes, his expression complex. "I heard from your father that he was also a soldier. After hearing that news... how did he fare?"
—He was referring to his announcement that the Suspended Peak dynasty was over, and that the people of Suspended Peak no longer needed to follow in Nicodoli's footsteps.
However, for the soldiers of Suspended Peak who have spent their lives pursuing the glory of dying in battle, it may not be so easy to accept at first.
But Cecilia smiled, her brown eyes crinkling. "Dad said it last time too, this is a good thing for the future of Suspension."
Cecilia is really sensible. Children of this age are usually still playing in the mud with their friends and thinking about playing pranks, but she already knows so much—this makes Wan Di recall his own childhood, when he also had no time to play and could only fight against the beast tide day after day.
So, has he ever felt lost...? Perhaps.
Wan Di paused for a moment, then said, "...Remember to get along well with your father when you get back." He ruffled the little girl's hair.
He traveled such a long road, even becoming a god, all so that the remaining people would no longer have to endure the suffering he had already gone through.
He used to have no power and was destined to meet everyone, but now he is endowed with divine power and must face parting.
...
"A tiny enemy!"
Three familiar figures suddenly appeared here.
Feng Jin, holding little Ika, followed by Tian, and Xia Die, who appeared from around the corner... Tian exclaimed, "We made it! We made it!" as she walked forward and gave Wan Di a big hug.
The noise was so loud that it drew the attention of passersby. Wan Di was knocked off balance and was at a loss for what to do. He wasn't good at handling such situations and could only let Tian stuff a bunch of things into his arms.
“Little enemy, take good care of yourself over there! Tibbo and Tinning had things to do and couldn’t make it this time… but all our feelings are written in this hug!”
"Lord Wan Di, this journey is fraught with danger... If you encounter any calamity, please send me a message, and I will do my utmost to assist you."
"Lord Wan Di, Little Ika and I have prepared some emergency medicine for you—please take them all! There are no doctors there, and I'm worried about you."
"Beep beep beep beep—! Beep!"
Wan Di never expected so many people to come and see him off.
He was clearly a little taken aback, uttering several "uhs" sounds and trying to speak several times, only to be pushed aside by everyone's enthusiastic voices. In a daze, he could no longer maintain his composure, and instead, his hands were stuffed with a pile of things: bandages, medicine, a book with the title "Twenty-Eight Ways to Survive as a Savage" on the cover, and a huge stack of snacks…
Bai E shrugged, watching his predicament with amusement, and joked, "Wan Di, you don't need to train anymore. Just carrying this pile of stuff to the place will be enough for me to run several laps with weights in the morning."
At times like this, you'll definitely say that word, right? That's it, please perform it again—
As expected, Wan Di did not disappoint: "...HKS".
You nudged Bai'er in the lower back, gesturing for him to look at the platform not far away.
Bai E gave a puzzled "Hmm?" and turned to look—
A golden beetle lay there quietly, calmly watching the noisy Golden Race. Sensing Bai E's gaze, it even raised its antennae at him.
"It's so lively today!" you exclaimed.
“That shows everyone cares about Medemos.” Bai’er turned around and smiled.
...
It's really time to say goodbye.
Wan Di's silhouette grew smaller and smaller, and he walked further and further away.
Just as he was about to step out of Ohma's territory, your heart suddenly skipped a beat.
"...Wan Di!" you call him, your voice carried away by the wind, you don't even know if he heard you. "Don't forget the pomegranate juice you promised!"
The golden figure paused, as if it too had remembered that day and its casual promise.
[Drinking too much honey wine isn't good for your health... I'll make you a pomegranate juice sometime.]
He raised an arm and waved it in the air, as if to say yes.
There was no turning back.
*
After watching Wan Di leave, you straightened up from the city wall, intending to return to the Bathing Palace and buy some fresh vegetables at the market to prepare dinner.
Your cooking skills aren't great, since you usually just throw all the ingredients into the synthesizer and press the [synthesize] button. But sometimes cooking is a form of relaxation. Chatting with the stall owner, picking up a bouquet of flowers from the flower shop on your way back, and strolling leisurely back to the bathhouse all improve your mood.
Danheng was quite lenient about this; after all, it wasn't as bad as just setting the kitchen on fire—to put it another way, even if you really set the entire bathhouse on fire, he could control the water and save it in time. How reassuring, Little Azure Dragon.
Bai E volunteered, "I'm a great cook too! I can help you prepare the ingredients, and I can cook if you need me to."
You remember the roast chicken he handed you at the campsite in the Abyss of Fate that day; it was indeed delicious, so you nodded in agreement.
"What do you want to eat tonight?" he asked.
"I haven't decided yet. I'll just look around at the market later. Beans, pumpkins, pork chops... whatever they have, I'll make it." You don't really care about these things.
On the way back with him, Bai E seemed to be in a very good mood.
His hair was all messed up by the wind, with his bangs and countless strands of hair falling backward at an angle, reminding you of the first time you saw him in the simulator. He also showed a little bit of his forehead and would cover his forehead shyly so you wouldn't see his inappropriate appearance.
However, compared to his eyebrows and height, he has now grown into a very resolute man.
As they passed through a bustling market, Bai E suddenly burst into laughter.
"What's wrong?" you ask, puzzled. "Did you think of a joke? Or is there some kind of excitement out there?"
“Nothing,” Bai’er said, his voice filled with barely suppressed laughter. “I just suddenly felt that taking a leisurely stroll like this is quite nice.”
On a quiet afternoon, walking slowly home side by side with someone he cares about, surrounded by the people he protects living peaceful lives, he is truly content.
His parents were very loving when he was a child. Sometimes his mother would jokingly say, "I wonder what Xiaobai's future wife will be like."
Dad was busy peeling potatoes when he heard this and laughed, "It's too early to talk to him about this now. He doesn't understand anything at this age."
Little White genuinely didn't understand, but that didn't stop him from pretending, "...I know! It's...it's about marriage!"
"Oh, Xiaobai is so amazing... So what is marriage?"
"...Well, marriage is when two people love each other so much that they love each other even more than I love my mom's honey pancakes!"
Little Bai racked his brains. He looked left and right, and suddenly saw his parents cooking in front of him. A brilliant idea flashed into his mind, and he confidently answered:
"It's about two people cooking together!"
...It's about cooking together. Just like you and him right now.
But I can't say this to you. I don't know what you're thinking yet, and it would be too offensive.
You were completely baffled by his silly grin.
Suddenly remembering something, she said, "By the way, Xiaobai, do you remember that mushroom soup I made before? It was really delicious. Could you make it again tonight?"
Previously, it cost so many Star Qiong just to barely get a sip—now that the original head chef is here, can't we drink as much as we want? Rounding up, we've saved several thousand Star Qiong. Saving is earning, and this time we've made a killing.
Bai E was taken aback. "What mushroom soup?"
He pondered, "Is my partner joking? Does he want some mushroom soup? Or is he confusing me with the others? I remember when we were little, you always gave me things to eat... but I never gave you anything, did I...?"
Bai E feigned grievance, placed his right hand on his chest, and sighed dramatically, "Sigh—I've always kept you, my partner, in my heart, but I never expected to be forgotten by some heartless man and others."
As he spoke, his accusation took on a touch of genuine emotion, and his tone became strange, "I wonder who it is that looks so much like me?"
You: "...What are you thinking? You clearly don't remember, it was with..." and Xi Lian that time.
But you can't bring yourself to say it. The adventures you shared with her are still vivid in your mind, but now all of that is in the past.
I wonder how well the mending of that snag on her clothes went...
You pursed your lips, "...It was the time I went to see the fans."
Bai E seemed genuinely confused. "I don't remember. Does Mimi still have 'them'?"
He frowned and began to seriously recall his memories: wheat fields, windmills, bread, swings... but there was a blank space related to "Mimi".
When you see that he really can't remember anything, you become puzzled.
"Is the amnesia trope popular now?" After thinking for a long time without finding a solution, you gave up and stopped delving into it. "Let's not talk about this anymore, let's go back and cook."
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