Chapter 306 Tears in Color - S01E08
Chapter 306 Tears in Color - S01E08
The pure white Dragon Shadow Number Nine flapped its wings and fell from the branches of the Jade Tree, while the Dragon Shadows Number Seven and Number Eight, representing the guards, surged in the darkness of your room.
You have taken back number three, the guardian of the entire inn; a huge shadow ripples and surges in your room like ocean waves, occasionally emitting a rustling sound that would send chills down the spines of any outsider.
You didn't say anything.
After a moment of silence, the Dragon Girl slowly stood up and walked to the corner of the room.
And there, at this moment, stood a long spear that was entirely white.
—(I'm running out of time, I'll finish it tomorrow. For now, please read some of Longbao's Diary entries.)—
1. Reflect on your own actions and observe the situation calmly. Alastor is unusually sarcastic today, which is slightly irritating, but I can only endure it.
2. I went out to buy things, but after several twists and turns, I still couldn't find what I wanted. On the way home, the wind was strong, and my emotions were unstable. I felt sad, as if the scallions had collapsed in my bag, and I had given up on them before even tasting them.
3. This afternoon, Alastor seemed to have nothing to do, idly making small talk. Judging from his demeanor, he was completely at ease, as if his very duty was to bother people. One might suspect he was carefree, but in reality, he was bored and truly annoying.
4. I intended to have a quiet drink and reflect, but unexpectedly he started broadcasting in the corridor. The tone was exaggerated, the content bizarre, and the laughter abrupt. I was displeased, but ultimately did not react—my self-cultivation was not yet complete, and I needed to pay in installments.
5. Alastor asked me: Why are you frowning today? I did not answer. I couldn't bear to say it—I frown because your presence makes the world seem slightly noisy.
6. He knocked on my door this morning and asked if I wanted to have dinner with him. I was slightly surprised, but said I wasn't hungry. He then asked if I wasn't hungry for him, or for life itself. I was silent for a moment, then replied: Especially not for you.
7. I went grocery shopping this morning. It was crowded, hot, and there wasn't much produce. I saw a bunch of scallions I liked, but they were already rotten. The shopkeeper insisted they were fresh and told me to make soup with them. I didn't buy them. On the way back, I felt down and suddenly realized the shopkeeper thought I was stupid.
8. Alastor was very free today. Since he was free, he came to talk to me. He asked me, "Don't you think I'm funny?" I said, "I think you should go do some work." He laughed and said I was cold. I didn't reply, but in my heart I cursed him for being crazy.
9. He came again. He sat at my desk and said he was in a good mood today. I didn't ask him why. He didn't need a reason. I continued writing in my diary. He looked at it and said I looked like a monk. I said you looked like a plague god. He said that was quite a match. Then I turned off the light. But he wouldn't leave.
10. On my way home, I met Alastor. He was a man, radiant and swaggering, his laughter like an old radio broadcast gone awry, piercing my ears and heart. He said, "Oh dear, why are you frowning today? Are you missing me?" I didn't answer. He continued, "Oh—could it be that you had a bad day buying groceries?" I immediately felt that this man was just stirring up trouble out of boredom; instead of getting any groceries, he had brought on a plague—truly bad luck.
11. I once wondered: Why does he always appear in chaotic places?
Perhaps it was to prove that he was not an ordinary person.
He is not afraid of disputes and enjoys stirring up trouble; he laughs at the slightest disagreement, and someone will inevitably suffer because of his laughter.
I'm not afraid of him, I'm just annoyed by him.
He's like human background noise, his volume automatically adjusting to his emotional fluctuations.
—When the world is quiet, he is about to speak.
12. The inn caught fire today, the cause of which is unknown. Everyone rushed to help, while Alastor sat on the roof eating popcorn.
I asked him why he wouldn't help.
He said, "I'm observing human nature."
I sneered: "If you're really interested, you'd better jump down and see it more clearly."
He responded with laughter, like the sound effects from a canned radio drama.
I thought to myself: This person isn't a bad guy, but he's extremely annoying. If he falls off a cliff, he'll probably still be broadcasting the weather report as he falls.
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