He and It Chapter 40: A God’s Marriage (11)

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Chapter 40: A God’s Marriage (11)

Translated by Addis of Exiled Rebels Scanlations

Editor: GaeaTiamat

Day and night. Before he knew it, Yun Chi had been there for more than a month. As he stayed with Sa’gya on the island, he was well fed and clothed, and he lived and slept well. Except for the broken bones and internal injuries, the body was originally quite thin and weak, but now, after being picked up by Sa’gya and taken care of for a while, Yun Chi not only looked rosy and strong, but also grew taller.

There was just one thing that Sa’gya had forgotten to tell him: whether it was the food brought from the temple, or the trophies Sa’gya brought back from his daily hunting, all of them were originally only available to the gods, and now they were shared with Yun Chi.

Yun Chi had lived and eaten with him for so long that his body had already been soaked with the divine power and aura belonging to the second generation of the Lord God. When Yun Chi ran outside to touch the eggs in the pine forest and was even bold enough to walk around with those winter grouse, but they also had to hide far away. They didn’t dare come and touch that bad luck.

However, Sa’gya hadn’t been in contact with ordinary human beings for too long, so he treated Yun Chi, without even half of the distance and boundaries from his past treatment of believers, and treated him as a precious family. Every day he was in his arms, or on his back, never leaving the nurturing, and he didn’t think to tell him about such trivial matters.

At that moment, Yun Chi was knitting a scarf.

And he was not only knitting it himself, he also pulled Sa’gya over and taught him to knit together.

Of course, the wool that Sa’gya found for him was not twisted with any wool or cotton, but skeins of spider silk as bright as silver and as smooth as cow’s milk. The spiders that produced the silk were said to lie at the junction of the sea and the sky every day, as they wove the hazy sunset of morning and dusk. They were the followers of the Goddess of Weaving, as they spat out the silk, which was the Goddess of Weaving’s special weaving material.

The spider silk was finer than ordinary wool yarn, but with a little kneading, it became very fluffy and soft. Yun Chi did not know how to weave anything too complicated, so it was the perfect choice for knitting a scarf.

For that pastime, he and Sa’gya went deep into the hinterland of the island and found the thickest and oldest pine tree, whose needles were almost as long as a man’s arm and as hard and pale as any kind of high-quality knitting needles.

Yun Chi happily selected a handful of them and put them in his almighty sash. He also searched for fallen ones in the nearby snow to find that the pine nuts inside had long been too hard to bite.

Later, Yun Chi came up with an idea. He found gold wire for shaping, picked up some beautifully shaped pine bows, then had Sa’gya dye the pine bows pure white like snow, and tied a charming and delicate wreath, and hung it on the dark brown wooden door, which was interesting. Whenever the big sea otter had time, he would crouch in front of the door and look at it happily for a while.

At that moment, Yun Chi was leaning over Sa’gya, as he picked at the spider silk with a pine needle and tied the scarf stitch by stitch. Sa’gya followed his example, but instead of beating the wool with his palms, the sea otter manipulated it with divine power.

“Mmm, craving something sweet.” The afternoon was just right. Yun Chi was comfortably pressed against Sa’gya’s warm thick fur, and he couldn’t help but drift off to sleep. He almost dropped a needle a few times, and had to take the initiative to bring up a topic to raise his spirit.

Sa’gya instantly turned his head, his floating in mid-air pine needles and spider silk didn’t stop but continued to work diligently. “Sweet? Honey? I’ll go find it for you later…”

“No, no!” Yun Chi hurriedly stopped Sa’gya who immediately began to rise to carry out that mission, and moved up his position. “I just suddenly thought of it. Plus, isn’t it winter? Honey isn’t so easy to find, so just think about it.”

“There’s a kind of jon tree that doesn’t need bee pollination, and its leaves are sweet.” Sa’gya frowned, seemingly dissatisfied. “But it doesn’t grow on the island. It’s a bit of a problem…”

“Is that so? Isn’t that like the sugar maple tree? It’s really good.” Yun Chi came to life and didn’t feel sleepy anymore. “I must see it sometime!”

Sa’gya secretly noted the request and asked, “Do you like sweets?”

Yun Chi pondered for a moment, and said deliberately, “Like cakes, chocolates, tiramisu, milk crush, ice cream…Those foods are full of sweetness and must be opened only when you are very happy, otherwise you will eat bitterness from them. The tears evoked by sadness will be smothered by cream and honey and will become sticky.”

“I’m actually a person who doesn’t like sweets, but it’s because I’m happy now that I miss the icing on the cake.” Yun Chi shrugged his shoulders. “The important thing is to be happy, nothing more.”

Sa’gya licked his meat pad. The corner of his mouth turned up and he whispered, “You always have so many new ideas.”

Yun Chi knitted a scarf and asked, “It’s just some small insights about life. It’s not really that novel..So what do you do in your daily life when you are a god?”

Sa’gya thought about it and replied, “Keeping the balance between sea and land, raising the terrain at the borders of the earth when necessary, driving away sea monsters, eating them, visiting temples in various places in my spare time, dealing with requests from believers during rituals, sending messengers down to administer justice in case of injustice, holding feasts at sea on important festivals…”

His voice trailed off. “All said and done. It’s nothing special.”

“No way!” Yun Chi looked at him in amazement. “The first one alone is very impressive. You can turn your hand into a cloud and then make it into rain!”

“But,” he hesitated again. “By definition, you are already a god who controls nature, so why would you need the faith of believers? Nature will never die out.”

Sa’gya laughed. “It is the rule of the Mother Goddess Irma that every generation of the divine lineage is not destined to reign over the world permanently. It is because the gods are not free of desire. We also have joy and sorrow, love and hate, and the human beings born in the form of gods, also inherited this characteristic. Imagine if there was a human kingdom that was always governed by a powerful ruler who was above everyone. What would that kingdom end up being like?”

“It would…Would it become the personal property of the king?” Yun Chi understood a bit. “After all, the king is very powerful and no one can disobey his orders. The only one who can restrain him is himself.”

“That’s right,” Sa’gya said. “And that is something the Mother Goddess will not tolerate. Even though Irma was unconcerned with the world, wandering long into nothingness and space in the company of Lunotar, she still gave this command after the creation of the world. The divine lineage of the previous generation is destined to be overthrown by the divine lineage of the future generations. How then, in this case, is a God to remain in the world for a longer term?”

It finally dawned on Yun Chi. “Faith.”

“So gods are also afraid of being alone.” Sa’gya was a bit emotional. “When they reign, they make a lot of fanfare and effort. Making the mountains stand, the stars tilt, and the sea flow eastward, vowing to make the whole world remember their power and glory, but when the new gods are born, a new era and reincarnation begins to turn, the previous generations of gods, no matter how prominent they were, will still be inevitably annihilated…No one will remember you forever.”

Yun Chi couldn’t help but ask, “Even with the establishment of a belief system, is there no exception?”

Sa’gya shook his head. “What exceptions? Gods who avoid the end of annihilation, or gods who will always be remembered? Except for those ancient gods who existed before the creation of the world, I know of no such exceptions.”

Noticing that Yun Chi had gradually stopped knitting his scarf, Sa’gya hurriedly reassured him, “Actually, I am not the only god who has suffered this fate, and there are many who want to resist it. You see, Roche, the God of Storms – the one you were supposed to be sacrificed to – the reason He prefers young, beautiful teenagers and demands human sacrifice, I guess, is because He wants to raise humans of His own. He wants someone to live by His side forever, so that He can be remembered with constancy…”

Yun Chi frowned in disgust. “Nonsense. Instead of that, why doesn’t He just find a god to marry and they can still remember each other. Wouldn’t it be better to be a perpetual pair?”

Sa’gya laughed at his words. “Faith and remembering are the rights Irma gave to humans. Another god can’t do them.”

Yun Chi’s eyes suddenly lit up and he straightened. “Wait! If so, does this Wind God Roche, have the means to make the humans who accompany him live forever?”

Sa’gya shook his head. “I don’t think He has such a method. How could He make His human sacrifices immortal when He has no means for His own immortality?”

“Yes,” Yun Chi dropped back to Sa’gya, feeling mournful. “His kind of plan sounds like the product of some kind of delusion…”

The room fell into silence for a while. Sa’gya quietly glanced at the cub’s expression out of the corner of his eye, and saw he was dropping his eyes and pursing his lips in displeasure – under normal circumstances, Sa’gya would have done anything for the cub when he had that cute expression, but he knew that what was going on in the cub’s head was also a “product of delusions of grandeur.”

But the cub’s heart was really for him…When he thought about that, Sa’gya felt that the fur Yun Chi was leaning on was so hot that he could feel the warmth from the tip of his nose to the tip of his tail.

He was so distracted that the pine needles being manipulated by his divine power went wrong several times. Sa’gya reacted and couldn’t help but say “ah!”

“Look at it this way. The knitted scarf is going to break several holes anyway,” the big sea otter said nervously. “This one will be put away…”

“Give it to me.” Yun Chi said stiffly.

“Hmm?”

Yun Chi pouted unhappily. “I said, give it to me. I want to wear it.”

Sa’gya hesitated. “But a scarf with holes in it would be ugly.”

“I don’t mind it being ugly,” Yun Chi exclaimed. “And I won’t take it off. I’ll wear it all the time!”

Sa’gya’s breath caught slightly.

This was really weird…He knew that in order to withstand the long, cold winters, the humans of Kaleva were usually fully clothed. They used a lot of animal furs and heavy fabrics to cover their entire bodies, even their necks and ears. However, Yun Chi was already wearing the flawless white robe that once belonged to Sa’gya, so the cold was far away from him, and winter didn’t dare to touch him, so why did he still insist on this ugly scarf?

It felt like…Like he was happy to accept everything about himself, whether it was his perfect bright side or his defective side…

When Sa’gya didn’t reply for a long time, Yun Chi was a bit annoyed that his tone of voice had been aggressive, so he turned around. “I’m not angry with you, what I mean is…”

The rest of the words broke between his lips. Yun Chi’s eyes widened in surprise as he saw Sa’gya was staring at him without blinking, even his pupils had spread out in bewilderment. The big sea otter opened his mouth slightly. His body trembled, and those white sharp fangs broke through in a flash, looking too long and bared the air greedily as they peered at the prey outside.

“…Sa’gya?!”

Yun Chi was startled. What was going on here? Was it because he didn’t eat enough at noon and now he’s hungry again?

Hearing his call, the white sea otter snapped back to his senses. He and Yun Chi looked at each other, at a loss for words. He covered his mouth with his fur paws, jumped off the wooden bed, and ran away without looking back, rather like running away.

Yun Chi was anxious, but could not go after him. What if Sa’gya needed to deal with something important? It would be inappropriate for him to follow…

He waited on pins and needles in the room for a long time. It wasn’t until it was dusk that Sa’gya came home listlessly, his ears drooping.

Yun Chi rushed forward to see the big sea otter’s frowning and sad face, cheeks bulging, his head and body hair is **, with a messy look like he went through a lot of suffering.

“What’s wrong?” Yun Chi hurriedly found a dry cloth and rubbed the water droplets on Sa’gya’s head and body.

“Divine power…A little cranky…” Sa’gya twitched his beard and said sadly, “Almost couldn’t control it…”

“Why would it be uncontrollable?” Yun Chi was really puzzled. “We weren’t doing anything at that time. We were just playing with scarves!”

Sa’gya didn’t say anything more. He glanced at Yun Chi pityingly. His gaze was quite sultry.

Unfortunately, Yun Chi couldn’t understand it.

The author has something to say: 

Yun Chi: *laughs happily, not even realizing that he is with a god*** I think, I can comb your hair, knit your scarf, cook your dinner…It looks almost like a couple, haha!

Sa’gya: downs head, afraid to speak Hmmm…

Yun Chi: continues to laugh happily and run around the cabin Look, I’m making our home!

Sa’gya: holds back desperately and breathes deeply Uh-huh…

Yun Chi: still laughing happily, announcing loudly I can take everything from you, perfect or not!

Sa’gya: collapses, choosing the latter of the options of swallowing Yun Chi or throwing cold water on himself to sober up, runs away in a huff I’m a god, he doesn’t know anything yet. I can endure, I can endure, I can definitely endure…