Happy Life
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While waiting for the arena keeper to clear out the old participant and provide a new one, Genza stands in a quiet corner, leaning against the wall, flipping through his Asuguh diary with disgust. It was written who knows when, in the scraggliest handwriting, line overlapping line, letters of varying sizes, in the style of "I write what I see":
2. Went with the whole crew in the morning to the holy place*, to commune with the divine. Kinda meh feelings, some gloom, but the brother* there is awesome, chatted about this and that. And then shit hit the fan... I say let's go over there, looks cool, and then some damn fiend* jumps out and just wrecks us.
3. Woke up at the brother's place, nobody knows anything, what the hell? Went to sort it out, and he was long gone, just a little shack*. Also some sketchy junk, but overpriced, but the fox* there, mmm, you could put her in a cage and feed her milk. Just kidding, she's also got a screw loose, though within reasonable limits for girls that's forgivable - it's in their nature. In the end, we hit the minibuses*, though I secretly scrounged some change from a kind soul*, too ashamed to tell the guys I was broke. A guy with no money - what a joke. But we finally made it to the capital*, right from the stop* we went and checked in*.
4. Birds are singing, sun is shining, a killer chick* is smiling. Had important stuff to do, but you can't just let opportunities slip away like that, can you? Headed to the beach*, the cutie chirps away, putting on a simple act, but I can see she's classy. Got there, warmed up, everything was peachy keen, and then some shell-shocked guy* crawls out, starts bitching, plays up his condition, well you can't just beat up a cripple. Got a bit too hot for her so we headed home, but I'm thinking - can't let her have that impression, she's a fragile creature, gotta be gentle. Blah blah blah, in the end it was all super, ten out of ten, lady, hope I see her again sometime. Buddy was already awake, seems like a big brute, but he got into art, I don't know much about it, but I think he did a great job. Went out just to fuck around, and I made a pilgrimage. Two temples** and which is better - who knows, in one the quantity - like five priestesses***** to choose from, and free too, damn why don't I live in the Shitskies(lol)? And in the other the quality, such a dame* that you'd either stand or fall. Well okay, took another walk to some place*, and dozed off there.
5-6? Got out of town with the buddy, tired of the hustle, walking and enjoying ourselves wherever our eyes lead, went into the wilderness, and look at that, someone's plot*. A whole family there: grandpa*, dad*, the little ones**, some hired hands, self-sufficient and everything's going smoothly for them. But they say there's still WORK up to the brim, not enough hands. So we, from the bottom of our hearts, say - let us help. Then all sorts of fuss - some neighboring scumbags*** caused a ruckus, had to calm them down. Didn't even look local.
7. Took a good hit, came to, and lo and behold - mom*, putting a compress on me. Turned out to be a smart woman, told me so many things I didn't know.
8. Got back on my feet, talked with grandpa, he says - you're good people, like family to me now, hope you stay longer. And I'm happy about it, why wouldn't I help good people.
9. Finally the kids**** showed up, little runts of course, but they already understand everything. Seemed to get along, they're cool. And what do you think - while we're sitting there, those bastards come back, bringing all their crew, 8 mugs********. A brutal fight broke out, wall to wall, and our guys are beating them, and they're not backing down. Don't remember how it ended, they roughed me up. Bummer.
10. Turns out not just me - everyone's offline, stacked up in the living room. Got to talking with the youngest(?) about life, he seemed totally down, I told him keep your chin up, stuff happens. Did what I could, I'm no doctor for sure. He'll be fine, kid's at that age when any break can still be mended. Then we snuck around for apples, cleared our heads.
11. Went with the dad and the chicks to the little town* for supplies, dunno where, left before dawn, so I didn't remember the way. Oh, it was a tough task, nothing anywhere, just one stall*, and the woman* there was such a bitch, I thought she was gonna kill us. But we managed, then dad says - go play tag with the little ones, it's a young person's thing. Kind of old for it, but how can you refuse? So we ran around till dark, I managed to study every nook and cranny*******.
12. Decided to take care of some business, been slacking off with this family lately. A nice little café on the way, the waitress* there was a sight to behold, gave me so much attention, she clearly liked me, no surprise there. Though some guy* was hanging around her, thought he was gonna start something or bum some cash, but he hit me with his story about his "long-distance relationship" (yeah, right) in a neighboring country, even carries a photo of some cutie*. Who knows, maybe he was lying, but I saw sadness in his eyes. Hope things worked out for him. I don't remember how, by hopping rides or whatever, got on something, transferred somewhere, ended up in Farik*, never been there before. It was kinda gloomy, from the station* I headed straight for the admin building*, the local Nachka* grumbled a bit, but I forgave her - for being eye candy. Languid, well-groomed - just how we like them.
13. Woke up, stretched, and went sightseeing. Came across a book of records* on the way, an old man* there in such a stylish outfit - I wouldn't wear it every day, but still - my respects. Collecting some athletes for his catalog, so I did a few sets for fun, so-so results. Then I thought, what if...
As if he had gotten his hands on the notes of a complete stranger - someone who scribbled all this on a stool, on his knee in a stagecoach, on a bed upside down with his feet on the wall and his tongue out, without a single gram of extra baggage on his mind.
He flips through the Tung notebook with an equally bitter smirk, into which he later added a section grading the "coolness" of all the imaginary "techniques" he had seen, which didn't actually exist, but if their world weren't real and they lived in a simulation, then probably something like that would be in its rules (these techniques were actually written in Aesopian language, and in such atrocious handwriting that even he himself couldn't make out what he scribbled, let alone other people - he excused his clumsiness as conspiracy):
- Nammu Ai. Don't remember much, but the Holiness there is very juicy.
- Nanaya. Great faith, need more like it, but very few female employees, hope they fix that somehow, otherwise one might gather dust.
- Anuzish. Some of my buddies "believe" in this, although what's the point of faith where proof isn't needed?
KICK-ASS!
katana, invisibility, fade into shadow, steadfastness, warrior's shadow, double shadows, paralyzing talisman, sex appeal, two strikes, healing talisman, sand hounds, traveler, school of serenity
Cool!
iaido, reflection, assassination, protective talisman, hypnosis, cleansing talisman, invulnerability, smooth shadow, pack leader, jester, martial art
Not bad
fire, bleeding, poison, adversity, master of ruins
Useful
awe, banishment, poison immunity, riding
For beers
harmony of body-spirit-heart, zeal, thrown weapons, golden tongue
Clenching his teeth, the shinobi grabs the diaries and prepares to tear them in two, but hesitates and calms his anger. What's done is done, and this remains his last thread to simpler, untainted times.
When the well-deserved punishment finally catches up to him, everything will turn to dust, and the chroniclers of the future examining this scribble will have no doubt that the murderous maniac was truly a deranged psycho and schizophrenic.
Not even finding the strength to sigh heavily, Genza stows the writings and sticks a cigarette in his mouth, but doesn't light it. Torn from his gray thoughts by the duty officer's call, he steps out into the arena.
This time he says nothing in reply, only tightening his grip on the katana of the Onkaih butcher on the way to the starting point.
Title
1. Ruzik*, morning, barely awake, and Nach* is barging in on me - time to go, buddy, time to go. Does he even sleep himself? Ate our fill, props to Ogru*, the izakaika* is top, as always. Popped into the casino*, oh I mean the little temple, paid my respects, can't tear myself away from the Holinesses**. So I'm walking, and I see - a familiar face*, showed up out of nowhere! Remembered the old times, some guy* lost his dough, ah-ha-ha! Gotta know who to bet on, bro! Got to the admin building*, one last goodbye, and I'm thinking - how does Nach even put up with us? I'd have laid into us long ago if I were him, but look at him - he's like a dad. Anyway, at the station*, a girl* sat down with us, cute, though a bit weird, but she didn't freak out, we rode with the wind. Still had time, from Ninka's* station* I popped into the store*, a family of migrants*** hawking all sorts of nonsense, so you gotta wonder - is this just for pranking friends, or is everything back in their country this convoluted. Their admin building* is such that a serf feels his insignificance before its scale, but Nachka* is sweet.2. Went with the whole crew in the morning to the holy place*, to commune with the divine. Kinda meh feelings, some gloom, but the brother* there is awesome, chatted about this and that. And then shit hit the fan... I say let's go over there, looks cool, and then some damn fiend* jumps out and just wrecks us.
3. Woke up at the brother's place, nobody knows anything, what the hell? Went to sort it out, and he was long gone, just a little shack*. Also some sketchy junk, but overpriced, but the fox* there, mmm, you could put her in a cage and feed her milk. Just kidding, she's also got a screw loose, though within reasonable limits for girls that's forgivable - it's in their nature. In the end, we hit the minibuses*, though I secretly scrounged some change from a kind soul*, too ashamed to tell the guys I was broke. A guy with no money - what a joke. But we finally made it to the capital*, right from the stop* we went and checked in*.
4. Birds are singing, sun is shining, a killer chick* is smiling. Had important stuff to do, but you can't just let opportunities slip away like that, can you? Headed to the beach*, the cutie chirps away, putting on a simple act, but I can see she's classy. Got there, warmed up, everything was peachy keen, and then some shell-shocked guy* crawls out, starts bitching, plays up his condition, well you can't just beat up a cripple. Got a bit too hot for her so we headed home, but I'm thinking - can't let her have that impression, she's a fragile creature, gotta be gentle. Blah blah blah, in the end it was all super, ten out of ten, lady, hope I see her again sometime. Buddy was already awake, seems like a big brute, but he got into art, I don't know much about it, but I think he did a great job. Went out just to fuck around, and I made a pilgrimage. Two temples** and which is better - who knows, in one the quantity - like five priestesses***** to choose from, and free too, damn why don't I live in the Shitskies(lol)? And in the other the quality, such a dame* that you'd either stand or fall. Well okay, took another walk to some place*, and dozed off there.
5-6? Got out of town with the buddy, tired of the hustle, walking and enjoying ourselves wherever our eyes lead, went into the wilderness, and look at that, someone's plot*. A whole family there: grandpa*, dad*, the little ones**, some hired hands, self-sufficient and everything's going smoothly for them. But they say there's still WORK up to the brim, not enough hands. So we, from the bottom of our hearts, say - let us help. Then all sorts of fuss - some neighboring scumbags*** caused a ruckus, had to calm them down. Didn't even look local.
7. Took a good hit, came to, and lo and behold - mom*, putting a compress on me. Turned out to be a smart woman, told me so many things I didn't know.
8. Got back on my feet, talked with grandpa, he says - you're good people, like family to me now, hope you stay longer. And I'm happy about it, why wouldn't I help good people.
9. Finally the kids**** showed up, little runts of course, but they already understand everything. Seemed to get along, they're cool. And what do you think - while we're sitting there, those bastards come back, bringing all their crew, 8 mugs********. A brutal fight broke out, wall to wall, and our guys are beating them, and they're not backing down. Don't remember how it ended, they roughed me up. Bummer.
10. Turns out not just me - everyone's offline, stacked up in the living room. Got to talking with the youngest(?) about life, he seemed totally down, I told him keep your chin up, stuff happens. Did what I could, I'm no doctor for sure. He'll be fine, kid's at that age when any break can still be mended. Then we snuck around for apples, cleared our heads.
11. Went with the dad and the chicks to the little town* for supplies, dunno where, left before dawn, so I didn't remember the way. Oh, it was a tough task, nothing anywhere, just one stall*, and the woman* there was such a bitch, I thought she was gonna kill us. But we managed, then dad says - go play tag with the little ones, it's a young person's thing. Kind of old for it, but how can you refuse? So we ran around till dark, I managed to study every nook and cranny*******.
12. Decided to take care of some business, been slacking off with this family lately. A nice little café on the way, the waitress* there was a sight to behold, gave me so much attention, she clearly liked me, no surprise there. Though some guy* was hanging around her, thought he was gonna start something or bum some cash, but he hit me with his story about his "long-distance relationship" (yeah, right) in a neighboring country, even carries a photo of some cutie*. Who knows, maybe he was lying, but I saw sadness in his eyes. Hope things worked out for him. I don't remember how, by hopping rides or whatever, got on something, transferred somewhere, ended up in Farik*, never been there before. It was kinda gloomy, from the station* I headed straight for the admin building*, the local Nachka* grumbled a bit, but I forgave her - for being eye candy. Languid, well-groomed - just how we like them.
13. Woke up, stretched, and went sightseeing. Came across a book of records* on the way, an old man* there in such a stylish outfit - I wouldn't wear it every day, but still - my respects. Collecting some athletes for his catalog, so I did a few sets for fun, so-so results. Then I thought, what if...
As if he had gotten his hands on the notes of a complete stranger - someone who scribbled all this on a stool, on his knee in a stagecoach, on a bed upside down with his feet on the wall and his tongue out, without a single gram of extra baggage on his mind.
He flips through the Tung notebook with an equally bitter smirk, into which he later added a section grading the "coolness" of all the imaginary "techniques" he had seen, which didn't actually exist, but if their world weren't real and they lived in a simulation, then probably something like that would be in its rules (these techniques were actually written in Aesopian language, and in such atrocious handwriting that even he himself couldn't make out what he scribbled, let alone other people - he excused his clumsiness as conspiracy):
Title
- The Haran Empire - necrophiliac nerds.- Nammu Ai. Don't remember much, but the Holiness there is very juicy.
- Nanaya. Great faith, need more like it, but very few female employees, hope they fix that somehow, otherwise one might gather dust.
- Anuzish. Some of my buddies "believe" in this, although what's the point of faith where proof isn't needed?
KICK-ASS!
katana, invisibility, fade into shadow, steadfastness, warrior's shadow, double shadows, paralyzing talisman, sex appeal, two strikes, healing talisman, sand hounds, traveler, school of serenity
Cool!
iaido, reflection, assassination, protective talisman, hypnosis, cleansing talisman, invulnerability, smooth shadow, pack leader, jester, martial art
Not bad
fire, bleeding, poison, adversity, master of ruins
Useful
awe, banishment, poison immunity, riding
For beers
harmony of body-spirit-heart, zeal, thrown weapons, golden tongue
Clenching his teeth, the shinobi grabs the diaries and prepares to tear them in two, but hesitates and calms his anger. What's done is done, and this remains his last thread to simpler, untainted times.
When the well-deserved punishment finally catches up to him, everything will turn to dust, and the chroniclers of the future examining this scribble will have no doubt that the murderous maniac was truly a deranged psycho and schizophrenic.
Not even finding the strength to sigh heavily, Genza stows the writings and sticks a cigarette in his mouth, but doesn't light it. Torn from his gray thoughts by the duty officer's call, he steps out into the arena.
This time he says nothing in reply, only tightening his grip on the katana of the Onkaih butcher on the way to the starting point.
My sword, my trusted ally, unphased by my aspect.
