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Saturday June 10, 1379 Rainy..

I have been in Zsolt's house for a month, my wound was completely recovered by now. Zsolt likes to go out before noon and come back around 6PM and sometimes so late at night. I wondered where he went to?
After I kept watching him all this month, this was really bugged me!! What is his job? Who is he working for? He seems to be paid a lot, it must not be an ordinary job! Hmmp.. this starts to get more interesting, I will find the truth for sure!!!




YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!ZSOLT BOUGHT ME A MEAT BONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!! heart heart heart heart heart heart heart heart heart heart heart


May be this investigation could be postponed.....

It's raining hard since morning. How can I go to the market? Duhhhh... what a day!?! =[]= I take a look at the hidden bonsai. Must place it somewhere or it would die. So I put it in the bucket, add some soil and shower it a bit. Good to be a bonsai. So tough.

Do trees have feeling? Do they hurt when their branches are cut? Do they get cold having to stay in the rain all day? They must be cold. Rain is so cold.

... Do they ever feel lonely?...

The rain is slowing down. Must leave for the market now or never. A few people at the market because of the rain. Too bad I didn't find that geezer or I'd chew his head off! domokun

Bingo!!!!!!! The exactly same pot. But the price... it costs a bucket full of t-bones!! My pocket money couldn't afford it. What am I gonna do?
Today Zsolt didn't mention about the bonsai. Has he already knew? I gotto tell Zsolt the truth tomorrow....

Thursday June 15, 1379 Hot like hell!

Yesterday was too busy even to grab a pen. Since the day I broke the pot, Bonbon is moved to his new place --- the bucket. Hmm? Who is Bonbon? It's Bonsai-kun! I renamed him Bonbon. Isn't it cute? Zsolt made face when he heard that but never mind. By the way, how did Bonbon come to live here? Zsolt doesn't look like a plant lover type. Someone gave it to him? It must be someone very important. A very close friend? Or... lover?

Ahh... too mysterious. Better drop this subject. Well, well, I've troubled Zsolt a lot that day. So I think I should do something for him in return. I was thinking of cleaning the house for him. But afraid I might knock something down again. Come to think of it... Zsolt usually is the one who cooks or brought home our meal. That's it!! A nice dinner for Zsolt is the answer!!

Time to shop for the grocery~ I'm thinking of a fish meal so I went to the river. Caught some fish together with the bears. And I won!! XDD Then I need some green leaves. Got not enuff money to buy from the market. But this strange human-shaped grass should be okay. It screamed loud when I plugged it out. Strange ne~

By evening all the grocery are done. I managed to finish the cooking before Zsotl reached home. The soup is green. Maybe I've put in too much grass. Whatever! But why it's foaming??? The soup is funny. When I put in the leaves they suddenly wither in a blink. Can't wait to see how yummy this special soup is!

Zsolt looks surprised he gaped at the table. One minor misfortune is the fish keeps thrashing. When he asked what it is, I told him it's your dinner. And he paused for a while. Hee hee... He must be too happy to utter a word. Then he said it's raw. Huh? What's wrong? The raw the better. I was about to show him how yummy it is when he stopped me and rushed back into the kitchen. Humph... I know you like it but you don't have to keep the whole dish for yourself. I'm willing to share my part if you ask me. I heard sizzling sound from the kitchen. Then Zsolt brought out a new dish and said "Please don't cook anymore."

Zsolt don't want me tired from cooking? How nice he is heart

Saturday June 17, 1379. I love such a warm day~

Another one fine day. Odd-shaped clouds fill the sky. Birds' chirping is music to my ears. When Zsolt was not home, I used to play with those singing rings. Zsolt has taught me how to use the machine that called "stereo" or that sort. But I forgot. So I just randomly punch the buttons and the music came out. Those round singing rings are nice but I prefer the birds' melody.

Zsolt left to work since morning. On the table are piles of paper. Do they have something to do with his work? Wait! If I check on these paper I could know more of his career. As the (self-proclaimed) Director of Zsolt's Secret Bureau of Investigation", it is my faithful duty to investigate on these paper. Let's see!!!



Hmm? What are these scribbles??? I don't get it at all. Weird. These pictures make no sense. They are kinda asymmetrical...



Ah!! I got it! The publisher must have made a mistake.
How careless!



There there. It's okay now.
Eh! This one too? And this one!?! Tsk ... you are lucky I am your beta-reader. Well, this is a complimentary from Laxis. I'll help you fix it all!




Pheww! It took me ages till they are all done. I wonder if Zsolt will appreciate my hard work? *beam* heart

Tuesday June 20, 1379. Cloudy sky.

I took a walk but the path led me in circle. The weather is humid. The sky is so cloudy. Hope it’s not raining.

I’m not sure how far away I am from the town or how come I’ve been here. But forget it. Most important thing is I gotto find the way home. I still could track the smell. Towns always smell of faint engines ignition. Though my demi-human’s sense couldn’t match those of the pure blood. Just tracking my way home is a piece of cake. The problem is if it rains, the smell will be erased and I’ll definitely lose my track…

NO!! It’s not time for whimper. I’m gonna be okay. If what’s happened to me, Zsolt would definitely find me………………….. Wouldn’t you, Zsolt?

I walked half the way then my belly made a groan. Yeah… I have no breakfast this morning. If I were at home now, I would have been chewing on Zsolt’s crackers. Why would it gotto end up this way?....

Tired…. Hungry…. And it finally rains. It rains harder and harder. No sign of stopping any soon. I squeeze myself in a cranny but still get soaked. Although it is just sprays of rain but it’s so cold. I peer forward. The heavy rain blurr my vision. Ghastly wind strikes the outline of what I suppose to be a tree flat on the ground. The screeching sound of wind that blew passes the narrow cranny sounds like a monster’s cry. The rain that sprayed on my skin condenses into waterdrops and drip from me drop after drop… I hug myself tight. Cold… so cold… anybody…






I wake up again in the town. Dunno how come I reach here. I coil up in an old crate. So tired that I can’t move. I don’t care how wet I am. All I need is just a sleep…………

Thursday June 22, 1379. Clear sky.


Zsolt is playing guitar. I love when he plays it. He looks so cool. If I play guitar, I could be that cool? heart

When I ask for a try Zsolt flatly says no. Whyyyyy~! You are so mean!!

Sunday June 25, 1379

I couldn't sleep. Tho it's getting dawn now. I couldn't lull myself to sleep anymore.
I tiptoed out of the room to the sofa that guy was sleeping on. He slept arms crossed on the chest. The sofa I always stretched out doodling looked much smaller when occupied by him. He looked uncomfortable. The emptied ice bucket laid there on the sidetable. Painkillers placed besides. The cool towel was long dried and slipped down revealing the still red nose. My rage for him was reduced gradually into guilt.
Long before whatever wounds that inflicted on me will automatically healed within a couple of days. I always thought that was typical. But actually normal people couldn't heal themselves that fast. So I really don't know what to do about this kind of wound.
I was absorbing in my thought for a while until I took out my wallet, left a note and went to the market.


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In late morning I returned home. When I opened the door he was standing at the doorstep. Dunno what he's doing but when he saw me he made face a little bit and stomped back to the sofa reading a book with his usual badass attitude. I approached him and handed him what I bought from the store.

"I... I dunno how to put this. B.... but I met a guy he told me to wear this and it will help cure the swollen nose."



He widdened his eyes and his jaw dropped. He looked baffled for a minute or two. Then he opened his mouth like he was about to shout but didn't utter a word. After a long pause, he asked.

"Is this a joke?"

I was a little confused so I asked him back with pure concern.
"Is it too small?"

"I can have it changed."

I was standing there waiting for his reply with serious look. He stared at me for a while and took the thing away from my hand. Then he beckoned me to sit by him. I complied. He didn't say a word and pop the ball that the strange vendor at the market claimed "The miracle nose aid" on my nose instead. When I was about to ask, he disappeared in the kitchen and returned with a polaroid camera. He took a shot of me. Walked around the sofa with the photo in his hand. I watched after him. Suddenly he stopped in front of me and handed me the photo. Marker pen on it read big "Dumbo" with an arrow right into my face.



Then the furniture was flown back and forth together with loud commotion.

Tuesday June 27, 1379


Urr... I'm running out of money ...
Gotcha! Why not ask him out and have him buy for me! But begging him? Forget it! Why do I have to... but I wanna eat sirloin. But I won't give into him that easy... but... wanna eat sirloin........ but..................!!



His I'm-gonna-kill-you look had changed into slight bewildered while he was diligently scrubbing the mark off his toe. Sorry pal, the marker Laxis-kun used is more permanent than the Grand Canyon. And he agreed.... Ha! What's up his sleeves this time?!? And what's that sneer on his face!?! He is truly a big badass!!

When we reached the marketplace, I felt numerous pairs of eyes on us. The lady from the sweets shop shyly offered him the sweets. She patted my head and gave me sweets. Bingo~ It occured all the way. Sometimes the girls whispering to themselves and blushed heavily. Sometimes the auntie gave us extra gram of meat. Umm... I just realize going out with him will benefit us this well. Ehh... but the blushing thing ... couldn't it be that this guy is popular!!?? No way! Look at his trademark badboy's blond head. His untrustworthy look and that smirk like 'I'm da prom king'. Yuck!!! More importantly when he is in front of the girls, the fox is wearing a lamb's skin. "How can I reject a gift from such a beauty?" "Maa~ You must be tired. Let me buy you a drink for the sake of our friendship?" Ewwww! Hm? He is looking this way. And what does that victorious smile mean?!? You bloody blond kingkong!!!!! You laughed at me!? And you dare to giggle with the girls! So I blurted this out.

"Ladies! Watch your back!!" While the ladies turned away from him, I stomped hard on his toe. Hard enough to make him scream. He gaped but when the girls turned back he managed to put on the prince-charming mask in time. Only that his lips were trembling. Hahahaha. Serve you right! You dandy. Let's call him the blond pimp. The girls waved him goodbye and left one by one. When the last girl left, I felt evil shadow looming on me. He gave me a smile, the brightest smile on earth. You think you can fool me? .... Ah!!!! In his hand is sirloin, isn't it?!? Yahooo~ my sirloin~ Ouch!!!! Don't knock my head. DON'T!!!!! It hurts!!!! NOOOO! OUCH!!!! gonk