June 3rd, Year 3 of the Gom (Goryeong) calendar.
A day in the life of Gomtang.
Gomtang, the second carnivore of the Desmun family, started his morning today by hearing the loud voice of his mistress coming from the mansion.
-Air raid warning!!!!!
"bear?!"
-Eeeeek!!!
"bear..."
At the sound of the hostess's always energetic voice, Gomtang-i stretched and lifted his butt. He resolved that one day he too would grow into a wonderful carnivore like her.
"bear."
Started the day.
Gomtang-i stared at the dark ceiling and walked forward. He was now under the doghouse his master had built for him. If he wanted to greet the male master, he had to go up there first and wait.
"Good,"
-chin.
"bear?"
As Gomtang advanced, he felt something under his feet. Judging by the sensation under his soles, the squishy thing didn't seem like a stone.
It feels like a human face.
"bear."
Gomtang carefully lifted his toes and looked at what he was stepping on. His eyes widened as he saw the man with a huge bear paw print on his forehead.
"bear?"
"Oh, hello, Shinsoo."
"bear?"
"good morning."
"bear."
What on earth was this guy doing that he was still sleeping? Gomtang was curious about the identity of the man with black hair.
Digging the ground so well that it's suspicious.
-Sir, you're resting up there! I'll let you know when the construction is finished!
-bear?
-If we dig 10 meters more from here… .
-bear...!?
You have your own house, so why come to mine and sleep?
-This is where I feel the most at ease. The saint told me to go home for just one day. Haha...!
-bear...?
-I will try to live as quietly as possible, without interfering with your life. For now, this is my bribe…
-Gogogogom!!!
-I'm glad you like it.
He was a guy who knew the bear's mind so well that it was suspicious.
Gomtang didn't think life with Hans was bad. Sometimes, he'd be alone and giggling, which was scary, but he didn't seem like a bad person.
"Are you going out to eat?"
"bear."
“I slept late yesterday because of the additional construction, so I’ll sleep a little more….”
"Bear bear."
I knew he was a good person at heart. There were no bad people in this mansion, like poachers or hunters who coveted bear bile.
ah.
-Ricardo. Let's make some bear cub soup.
There was one.
Gomtang stepped on Hans' head once more and climbed the stairs leading to the ground.
"Ugh...!"
"bear."
"Enjoy your meal...!"
"Bear bear."
The view of the mansion from the doghouse was beautiful.
"Open your eyes, young lady."
"Huh?"
"You should brush your teeth with your eyes open."
"Huh? Hmm... Cool."
"miss!"
I liked Gomtang-i's mansion because the scene of the male and female owners fighting was beautiful and the birds flying in the sky looked delicious.
"Eww! I don't want to brush my teeth!"
"Use it... Ah, please do it."
"Eeeeek!"
Gomtang looked at the window of the mansion where the loud noise was coming from with a serious expression and thought.
Bear. (Breeding.)
I guess they're breeding.
"bear."
The natural mission of living things is reproduction. Preserving the species is paramount. So, I could understand the quarrel between the female and male masters.
Gomtang-i wandered around the yard, nodding his head, wagging his thumb-sized tail.
Gomtang's stomach was growling and churning because he was hungry, but since the commotion between the hostess and the male hostess didn't seem like it would end anytime soon, Gomtang decided to walk a little longer.
"Bear. (Butterfly.)"
"Bear. (Yum.)"
"Bear. (Gulp.)"
It was tasteless.
As expected, bugs aren't a food fit for a proud bear. In times like these, digging is the best course of action.
Gomtang-i buried his nose in the ground and moved his heavy body in search of the snack he had buried.
"Bear. (Here.)"
-Pavavavabak!
Gomtang dug the ground with his front paws, put the hidden snack in his mouth, and waited for his owner to come out to feed him.
Time passed.
It's time for the hostess and host to eat and come out.
The male owner was coming with feed in his hand, and the female owner was coming down to the yard on a wheeled chair.
-Shock.
As soon as Gomtang saw the white head of the hostess, he started running.
"bear!"
It's rice cake.
Glutinous rice cake.
"Bear bear...!"
The hostess's hair tastes like rice cake.
Because it was chewed well and had a good reaction.
Olivia's eyes widened at the huge shadow that spread over her head.
"Huh?"
-Shoooo.
"Eww!?"
-Shoooo...!
"Eww!? The Ricardo meteorite."
"Bear bear."
"Eww! This little bear!!!!"
"Think, think, think."
"Ricardo!!!!"
Olivia liked Gomtang.
Because he was a kind person who, even though he spoke rudely, never rejected me. Sometimes, he would even share snacks he had secretly taken with the male protagonist.
-Hehe. Want some food?
-bear?
-It's a secret from Ricardo.
-bear.
Although sometimes a bit grumpy, Gomtang liked his playful hostess. I don't know because I haven't met many other animals, but I'm sure she feels the same way: that her master is the best in the world.
"Ricardo, spread some miso on this bear cub!"
"Where did you learn to speak like that, Miss?"
"In my dreams."
"Heh heh..."
"Ugh...! It's breaking...! My head is broken...! It looks like blood is flowing out..!"
"Gomtang is a spit."
"okay?"
"yes."
"Hmm."
"...bear."
Gomtang, who was covering Olivia's head with spit, smiled and bit Olivia's head more.
"Eww!"
And the male protagonist.
"Phew."
I was laughing.
If you look closely, this male owner seemed like the worst kind of person. He seemed to find it funny when the female owner was being treated badly. Sometimes, he showed a tough side, even refusing to give her snacks because she'd gained too much weight.
When I first came here, I was surprised to see a puppy.
-Okay, listen carefully, from today onwards you are a puppy.
-bear?
-Because it's a dog, it should bark.
-bear.
Now, the male protagonist seems to have given up and stopped forcing anything else.
If you ask Gomtang who he likes best in this mansion.
Of course it was the male protagonist.
Detailed and kind.
"Gomtang-ah. Come here."
"bear?"
"Young lady, you don't have much in your head, so you need to eat something else."
"Eeeeek!"
"Look."
"bear."
And give me food too.
“It’s top-quality feed, so eat it sparingly.”
"bear."
And he saved himself.
It must have been a small thing in broad daylight. My owner rescued me with an injured leg and brought me here. He said I was cute, even though I wasn't.
Judging by the fact that the number of pets in the mansion hasn't increased yet, perhaps the owner is more impressed by the fact that he's content with just me. They're all precious, but the male master is the best of them all.
Gomtang smiled as he ate the food his master gave him.
"bear."
I was happy.
Being together at the mansion.
It was good and I felt tired.
*
-bear.-
The end of Gomtang's daily life.
"What are you doing?"
Hans looked at Gomtang, who had a fan between his paws, and a question mark formed in his head. He couldn't help but bow his head before the clever sight of Gomtang scribbling something on the floor.
"..."
Hans nodded after reading Gomtang's diary.
"You are certainly clever."
"bear."
"I can't read something like that with a human mind. It's the language of bears... I want to study it."
"bear."
Gomtang looked at Hans and bit his head.
The taste of rough rice cake.
Come to think of it, I've never bitten the head of the male protagonist before. Surely, the male protagonist's head would taste exquisite.
-Kwagagagagagagaga!!!!
"Hmm... I guess the saint is training today too."
"bear."
Gomtang promised the following.
*
The sanctuary of Elysia, where cold air flows.
Elysia, sitting on the throne, looked down at the stranger with languid eyes.
"What's going on here?"
Elicia spoke to the stranger who had come to see her. Perhaps it was uncomfortable to be looked down upon from above. A smile appeared on Elicia's lips at the man's unpleasant expression.
The name of the man who came to find her was Temperance.
"What brings you to such a shabby place, Apostle of Temperance?"
He was an apostle of temperance who was in charge of the apostles among the pagans.
The Apostle of Temperance frowned at Elicia's cold gaze. Her unusual appearance was unsettling.
Many thoughts crossed Jeomjeong's mind. Starting with the idea that Onyu had lost his watch, and ending with the hypothesis that Onyu's apostle possessed a gold watch.
'It's impossible.'
It was impossible.
Because it was impossible to imagine that the gentle apostle who never left the sanctuary would be up to something.
Temperance tried to suppress his uneasy feelings and spoke to the Apostle of Meekness.
"I came because I have something to say."
"Do you have something to say to me? It feels different when you say it as a word rather than an order."
"...taboo."
The sight of Elicia wiggling her eyebrows at the word “golden” made Jangje feel a sense of joy.
Temperance spoke to Elicia in an authoritative voice, thinking that her worries had been unfounded so far.
"I guess you don't want your watch back."
"...show me."
"what?"
At Elicia's softly muttering voice, Jangjeon frowned.
"Please show me."
"...!"
"I need to make sure you have it."
-Snap.
Temperance frowned.
'It feels different.'
It was ominous.
Unlike the gentle apostle who would bow down before the statue and pray every day, her gaze, which was authoritative and looking down on me, seemed filled with hostility today.
'It's a needless worry.'
"Please show me."
"..."
"I'm doing this because I don't like giving it away to others. Show me that you have it."
"...Do not be shaken. Be moderate."
The Apostle of Temperance smiled slightly and took out a fake watch from his pocket, holding it out in front of Elicia.
"Is this what you're talking about?"
"..."
"Why are you so suspicious?"
"..."
Moderation smiled.
And he began to tell Elicia the reason why he came here.
"I have located the Holy Sword."
"...The Holy Sword?"
"Yes. My order is to retrieve the Holy Sword with me. If you successfully complete this task, I will give you the watch…."
"Phew..."
"What are you doing?"
"Puhahahahahahaha!!!!"
"...gentle."
The Apostle of Temperance glared at Elysia, the watch in his hand trembling.
"Do you want to die?"
"Ahaha.. ahahaha!!!"
The gentle apostle, with a refreshing smile, shook his head with a half-moon smile.
"I'm sorry. I think I'm going crazy because I'm so stressed."
"..."
"A holy sword? I understand."
Elicia smiled as she watched the departing figure of the moderator.
"liar."
In Elicia's hand was a gold watch.