“I wish,” she said, but this time she didn’t finish the sentence. She didn’t need to.
Plink.
It tasted like her mother’s kitchen. It tasted like the first time she rode a bike. It tasted like the fear before a job interview and the relief afterward. It tasted like every wrong turn that had led her exactly here. It was sour, sweet, bitter, salty, and savory all at once. It was the taste of a life—not a perfect one, but a true one. One Girl-s Adventure in Another World -v1.0- By qing cha
Her first stop was the Clouded Mountains, a range of jagged peaks that floated upside-down. The sour berries were guarded by the Sour-Bellied Monkeys, creatures who spoke only in puns and threw fermented fruit at anyone who couldn’t make them laugh. Yulan, desperate, told them the story of how her boss had once accidentally emailed the entire company a photo of his cat dressed as a pirate. The monkeys shrieked with laughter, pelted her with overripe berries, and she left with a handful of the sour ones, sticky but triumphant. “I wish,” she said, but this time she
Cha—the former Tea Master—bowed his head. “I am free,” he whispered, and dissolved into a handful of dried tea leaves, which scattered on the breeze. It tasted like her mother’s kitchen