Chapter 482.
<strong>Chapter 482. Heading to the Peak: The Ascent. (5/5)</strong>
<span style="font-weight:400">After an hour of climbing, after we exited the sea of trees, we took a short break.
<span style="font-weight:400">Sweating buckets, I dropped the bag on my back, thenid t down on the side of the mountain looking up at the sun in the sky. I squinted my eyes from the blinding brightness creating a re in my vision. The heat from the sun’s rays after we exited the shade of the trees was no joke.
<span style="font-weight:400">I shut my eyes fully wanting to just fall asleep when I felt two hands on the back of my head. Rosa raised my head up a bit off the ground then rested it back down on top of herp. I reopened my eyes and I was greeted by Rosa’s upside-down face looking at me with a small towel in hand.
<span style="font-weight:400">She wordlessly used it to wipe off the sweat from my forehead, the sides of my head, neck, and shoulders.
<span style="font-weight:400">“You don’t have to do this, I can do it myself.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I want to do it though, so just let me.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Suit yourself. You haven’t even broken a sweat yet.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“You may have me beat when ites to cold weather but it looks like I win when it’s hot weather.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Summers can still get pretty hot in our city though.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Notpared to the desert.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“You’ve stayed in a desert?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah. A few different ones. But my longest stay was two months in the Sahara Desert during summer. I asked my father to let me follow him on one of his missions. A high-profile target was hiding out in a safe house set up in the middle of the desert and it took forever to track them down. Compared to that hell, this heat isn’t much.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Two months, that sounds awful.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“It was pretty good survival training. I was pretty convinced we were going to die though. When we ran out of food and water, we had to survive off water from cacti and rely on scorpions and snakes to fill our bellies.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Why would you even ask your father to allow you to apany him on a mission like that?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Because…”
<span style="font-weight:400">“What?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Rosa averted her eyes to one side and mumbled, “I wanted to spend time with him. He was always busy on the move and apanying him on his missions was the only way I’d really get to see him.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I see.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“You thirsty?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah, can you hand me a bottle?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Sure.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Rosa retrieved one of the bottles of water from my bag. When she removed the cap, I raised my hand to grab it but she grinned and pulled it away up to her mouth. She drank from it first before she lowered the bottle back down. When she ced the bottle in my hand she bent over me and touched her lips to mine. She used her tongue to pry my lips open and allowed the water to slowly flow out into my mouth.
<span style="font-weight:400">I gulped it down bit by bit until she pulled away and whispered sweetly with an impish smile, “Would you like something to eat with that?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I would but I’d like to eat it normally. Don’t go chewing it up for me like I’m a baby bird.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Hehehe, I wouldn’t go that far.”
<span style="font-weight:400">She pulled out some jerky from our bag, picked out a piece, and poked my lower lip with it. When I opened my mouth to bite it, she pulled it away.
<span style="font-weight:400">“What are you doing now?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“It was just a little prank. Open your mouth.”
<span style="font-weight:400">When I did as requested, she moved it closer until it was inside my mouth and poked my tongue. Right when I closed my mouth my teeth bit into nothing but air.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Hehehehe. Too slow~” She teased as she pulled it away again.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I’ve lost my appetite.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Jeez, rx. I’m just teasing you a little. To make up for it, here.” Rosa held the jerky out between her lips before she leaned forward again. She delivered it directly into my mouth and naturally didn’t miss the chance to kiss again.
<span style="font-weight:400">“How does it taste?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Like jerky.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“But don’t you think it tastes better than just normal jerky?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Now that you mention it... it does taste better than usual… what did you put in it?
<span style="font-weight:400">“Love ?” She made a heart with her fingers.
<span style="font-weight:400">I squinted my eyes and asked suspiciously, “You didn’t mix in your hair or something, did you?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Pfft. Of course not. It’s love~ did you want me to do that though?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“No. Absolutely not. Please don’t ever do that.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Really though, just what sort of weird things are you expecting me to feed you?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Haha… Sorry… I’ve just read one too many weird storiestely.”
<span style="font-weight:400">We spent the rest of our little break eating the jerky and rehydrating ourselves. Once we were finished we resumed our ascent up the mountain.
<span style="font-weight:400">When we reached an incline at a seventy-five-degree angle we spotted two white mountain goats nearby scaling the wall. I couldn’t help but admire how effortless they made it look. I’d once seen a video online of a mountain goat scaling a vertical dam and all I could say was I was truly impressed. They were animals that definitely had a few loose screws in their little heads.
<span style="font-weight:400">Rosa took the lead and scaled the wall first. She skillfully positioned her hands and feet between gaps in the rocks as she seamlessly ascended fifty meters to the top of the ledge. Having seen it done one step at a time, I closely shadowed behind her in the exact same path she traversed the wall.
<span style="font-weight:400">When I got to the top, she held her hand out to me and pulled me up. From below the ledge, it looked like this was the top of the mountain, but my heart sank when I took in the view.
<span style="font-weight:400">It seemed there was still quite a distance before we made it to the summit. Gauging the exact distance was difficult. All I knew was it was still quite a long way to the top.
<span style="font-weight:400">Resigned, I followed behind Rosa who happily trod along while humming to herself in a good mood. I kept my eyes glued to her legs from behind the majority of the time with the exception of when wildlife appeared. It sort of reminded me of ying a video game and selecting a female character just so you had something pleasant to look at while running around the world.
<span style="font-weight:400">When we got to another scble wall that I thought was surely the end, I was only left disappointed when I made it to the top.
<span style="font-weight:400">The next time, the same result.
<span style="font-weight:400">This depressing cycle of getting my hopes up for it to be the summit only to be disappointed continued to happen over and over again. Eventually, I just started asking Rosa at each wall, “Are we there yet?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Every time she said not yet, my heart was crushed.
<span style="font-weight:400">I was exhausted.
<span style="font-weight:400">It was difficult to catch my breath.
<span style="font-weight:400">The air was thin.
<span style="font-weight:400">We had to take breaks more frequently because of my exhaustion.
<span style="font-weight:400">I wanted to copse.
<span style="font-weight:400">I couldn’t take it.
<span style="font-weight:400">I was losing my mind.
<span style="font-weight:400">This mountain looked neverending.
<span style="font-weight:400">It was getting colder the higher up we ascended, but that didn’t stop me from sweating buckets thanks to the lower pressure at higher elevations.
<span style="font-weight:400">My lungs hurt.
<span style="font-weight:400">My throat was sore.
<span style="font-weight:400">I felt cornered.
<span style="font-weight:400">As if the weight of the mountain was pressing down on my back telling me to give up and concede defeat.
<span style="font-weight:400">You can’t do it.
<span style="font-weight:400">Give up.
<span style="font-weight:400">Turn back while you can.
<span style="font-weight:400">You did your best, there’s no shame in not being able to make it all the way to the top.
<span style="font-weight:400">It was as if the mountain was speaking to me and conveying all these things to me.
<span style="font-weight:400">But seeing Rosa in front of me leading the way without voicing a singleint, I couldn’t stop.
<span style="font-weight:400">So I continued.
<span style="font-weight:400">I grit my teeth.
<span style="font-weight:400">Clutched the straps of my bag and trudged along behind her.
<span style="font-weight:400">One step at a time.
<span style="font-weight:400">I could hardly focus on anything deemed unnecessary. The only thing I could pay attention to was her movements and following them precisely. Matching where she ced her feet. How her arms moved. How she meticulously shifted her center of gravity. The way she controlled her breathing. How her hair swayed and blew with the gentle gusts of wind.
<span style="font-weight:400">I had to learn from her. To adapt if I wanted to make it through this.
<span style="font-weight:400">At some point, my mind blurred everything else out.
<span style="font-weight:400">All that remained was the two of us moving through a world shrouded in darkness. Rosa’s radiant soul was the only beacon of light guiding me forward.
<span style="font-weight:400">I continued like this mindlessly following in her footsteps until suddenly… she stopped in ce without warning.
<span style="font-weight:400">She turned to me with a beaming smile and asked, leaning forward, taking in long steady deep breaths through her nose while resting her hands on her knees, “You aren’t going to ask?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Huh? Ask what?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“‘Are we there yet?’ You were constantly asking me that before, weren’t you?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Oh, yeah.” At some point, I’d forgotten and just mindlessly followed behind her.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Jeez, are you so tired you didn’t even realize that we’re finally here?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Here? You mean…”
<span style="font-weight:400">I shifted my heavy eyes away from her and the darkness gradually dissipated. My field of view expanded from the light around Rosa.
<span style="font-weight:400">The copper ground, littered with scattered rocks.
<span style="font-weight:400">A top-down view over fourteen thousand meters high in the air.
<span style="font-weight:400">A green valley mixed with golden spots and copper peaks.
<span style="font-weight:400">It looked like there was mold growing up the sides of the mountain ranges, only, it was not mold, but countless trees. Each and every speck was its own tree.
<span style="font-weight:400">They looked so tiny and insignificant from here. When up close on the ground they towered overhead as though they were mighty lords looking down upon us. But to a mountain, those trees were no more than peasants prostrating in worship.
<span style="font-weight:400">The vast deep bluekes sparkled vibrantly under the sun within the mountain basin. They felt as if they were tiny puddles for the mountain to dip its aching feet.
<span style="font-weight:400">Beyond the distant copper peaksid a wide green forest that stretched all the way across the clear blue skyline.
<span style="font-weight:400">Taking in the view, the muscles in my body all rxed at once. I fell back onto my ass exhausted and exhaled out a long breath.
<span style="font-weight:400">It was… a scam.
<span style="font-weight:400">The view and scenery didn’t move me at all. It waspletely underwhelming as far as I was concerned.
<span style="font-weight:400">However, that didn’t mean I didn’t feel anything at all.
<span style="font-weight:400">I felt relieved.
<span style="font-weight:400">Relieved the long uphill battle was over.
<span style="font-weight:400">Satisfied.
<span style="font-weight:400">Satisfied I made it to the top.
<span style="font-weight:400">Seeing the distance I’d traversed, that was where this sense of fulfillment came from. Something tangible that could be seen for the work put in. You could see how far you came from where you started.
<span style="font-weight:400">This wasn’t something you understood by seeing it in a picture.
<span style="font-weight:400">It wasn’t the view here that moved people, it was being able to look back and see your journey. The hardship you endured to get to this summit.
<span style="font-weight:400">That was what brought people to tears.
<span style="font-weight:400">Without that hardship, this view meant nothing.
<span style="font-weight:400">It’s a situation where you had to experience it once to understand why the view was so beautiful and moving to those who traversed that path. Seeing a picture alone wouldn’t be able to convey and capture this moment.
<span style="font-weight:400">Rosa broke the silence and asked, “How is it?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“How is what?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“The view?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“It’s pretty shitty. It’s a total scam.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Hahaha! Right? But how do you feel seeing it?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I guess I’m moved.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Rosa’s smile widened when she heard my response.
<span style="font-weight:400">I leaned back and sprawled my body out t across the rocky terrain like a starfish.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I’m taking a nap.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Aren’t you afraid you’ll roll off the mountain in your sleep?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I’m too tired to care right now.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Sleeping on rocks isn’t good for your body.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Too tired to respond, my eyes gradually shut on their own, and I dozed off.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Just don’t me me if you’re so defenseless and you get attacked by a wild animal while you’re asleep~”
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