M 167

Today, even though it wasn’t a special day, the Major General bought an enormous bouquet of flowers.

It was a hundred unique roses with only the edges of the petals slightly tinted a darker color.

Maybe because they’re pink… at a glance, they look like a bouquet of cherry blossoms.

The Major General said that he saw these flowers by chance on the street, and somehow they reminded him of me, so he had to buy all of them.

As he said this, he smiled at me brightly… Wow~ At that moment, I unknowingly gaped and just stared at the Major General’s face.

Later, the Major General got a bit flustered and asked if I was okay, and if there was a strange smell coming from the flowers.

How foolish I must have looked….

I mumbled that I was just a little tired and embarrassed, but I don’t think he believes me yet.

Anyway, the bouquet of roses, so heavy it was difficult to hold properly even when cradled in both arms, was incredibly beautiful.

The Major General is like that too….

It was such a beautiful smile that I’m sure I’ll remember it from time to time, a smile so pretty that it will surely come to mind again and again on any ordinary day….

♥Today’s grateful thing: Suddenly receiving flowers as a gift from the Major General.

I didn’t really like flowers before, but now I think I’m okay with them.

No, I think I might be able to like them….

♥Today’s happy thing: Since this is a diary only I see, I guess I can write something like this??

It made me happy that such a beautiful and handsome person likes me.

I find myself ridiculous too, but really, what can I do about it?

Hmm, now that I think about it carefully, the Major General seems to think I was staring at him intently because I was moved by receiving the bouquet.

Because I kept glancing at him, the Major General would hold up the flowers as if to show them to me while putting them in a vase, and he would unnecessarily flex his arm muscles, making them bulge.

Not realizing that I was stealing glances at his face rather than the flowers….

I really have a lot to write about today.

It was a day when I was going to the hospital alone, and on the way, I saw flowers that reminded me of the Major General.

When the Major General bought roses before, saying he saw ‘flowers that looked like me’, I honestly couldn’t fully understand what kind of feeling that was.

I thought he was just making up any excuse to buy me a gift, as he always did, but strangely, as soon as I saw flowers that looked like the Major General, I got it right away!

These blue roses resembled the Major General!!!

First of all, I thought they would go really well with the Major General’s uniform, and um… they were such an eye-catching and vibrant color that it felt like the Major General had been molded into a flower.

When I thought about how the Major General must have felt the same way when he saw the cherry blossom-like roses, my whole body started to tingle, and without realizing it, I kept tapping and scratching one ankle with the toe of my other shoe, causing a slight injury there….

Anyway, since the person in question might not like blue roses, I only bought one for now, but surprisingly, I immediately got a call from the Major General who found out I had bought a flower….

I guess the payment notification went to the Major General. (By the way, I just thought of this, but unless I create a secret fund without the Major General knowing, I won’t be able to give surprise gifts in the future, right? Hmm~ But it might be good to have some cash for emergencies? I’ll have to think hard about a good method….)

Anyway, I honestly confessed that I bought one flower because I saw a flower that reminded me the Major General, and he was silent for a moment.

Then out of nowhere, he suggested we have lunch together here, at the Air Force headquarters.

I was a bit surprised since it was the first time the Major General asked me to come to the headquarters, but I didn’t have anything particular to do, so I agreed and headed there right away.

The Air Force headquarters was much more modern than the Ministry of National Defense building.

Everything was sparkling, no, gleaming, and somehow it seemed to reflect the Major General’s taste a lot… or is that just my imagination?

Of course, the Air Force headquarters isn’t used by the Major General alone, but things like the layout and interior were quite similar to the official residence from when the Major General was a Brigadier General.

At first, I felt a bit sad thinking that the Major General’s taste might have been forcibly acquired by the military rather than his own will… but thinking about it again, that’s probably not the case.

The Major General has a strong influence within the Air Force, and above all, he said that a lot of things had to be rebuilt because he kept breaking things since he was young(?), so… I guess he must have ordered them to build according to his preferred design each time….

Anyway, as I entered the headquarters, I tried to act as if I wasn’t curious about anything and as if everything was normal, but since this was my first time here and I thought everyone here knew me (I heard a lot of whispering like “That Ki Tae-jeong’s something something” as I passed by), I felt nervous and intimidated….

I thought the Major General would tease me a lot for being more fidgety than usual, but for some reason, he didn’t say much throughout our meal together.

There were no mischievous jokes, no caressing or fondling, which was unusual and made me wonder.

Normally, he would have played dirty tricks like telling me to sit on his lap, or to open my mouth while looking at him so he could feed me….

Anyway, after we quietly finished lunch like that, we looked around the memorial hall inside the headquarters.

It was full of stories about the Major General.

As I watched the hologram that showed everything from the Major General’s past to the present, I just… felt something indescribable.

When I thought about how these incredible records must have been the Major General’s lone battle just to survive… I wanted to hug the young Major General tightly.

I’m not hastily assuming or sympathizing with the Major General’s feelings at that time.

I just… wanted to hug him, praise him, and tell him that he did well, that he endured well, that this person with such cold eyes was trying hard to become a better person for me after meeting me (of course, he still seems more perverted and obsessive than before, if anything… but anyway….).

Just like the Major General often does to me and Hae-rim….

Ah, that’s right! This is a different topic, but the Major General in his youth(?) was so pretty it made me sigh.

How could they make such a pretty child hold a gun… instead of giving him flowers like me.

Anyway, so I secretly took a few photos, but it seems like he knows everything and is just pretending not to notice.

After that, we looked around the garden inside the headquarters, holding the Major General’s hand tightly.

We kept having meaningless conversations as we looked over and over again at places we had just passed.

Saying things like how nice the weather is today, or how the season for these flowers to bloom has already come….

It was really nothing special, but just exchanging such trivial talk made my heart beat so fast that it was a bit difficult.

I tried to be careful and breathe slowly, thinking the sound of my heart pounding might be audible to the Major General, but well… it doesn’t seem to have had much effect.

The Major General kept laughing and asking if I was really okay….

Anyway, as we were chatting like that, lunch time ended, so I said I would go home, but the Major General suddenly hugged me tightly and wouldn’t let go, which was a bit troublesome. (And the Major General’s thing… had become completely hard and kept poking my body, which was very troublesome)

The Major General held me up with one arm, like he does with Hae-rim, and whispered that he would soon be promoted to Lieutenant General.

When I said congratulations, the Major General told me to ‘think carefully about what it means for him to become a Lieutenant General’ and then saw me off.

What does it mean for him to become a Lieutenant General…?

Hmm~ I’ve been thinking about it while writing this diary, but I still don’t know.

Ah! Is it a subtle hint that I should call him Lieutenant General instead of Brigadier General when we do that?

I don’t think that’s it… he still likes it best when I call him Brigadier General….

Oh, that’s right!

I thought the flowers I gave weren’t very pretty in the Major General’s eyes because he didn’t really react when he saw them, but I received photos from the Major General in the car on the way home.

They were several photos of the blue rose I bought, placed in a very pretty glass vase in the spot where sunlight shines best in the office.

Thinking about the Major General, not me or Hae-rim, but holding his big phone and moving around trying to take good pictures of just one flower, I found myself stomping my feet in the car without realizing it.

My heart was beating so wildly, as if I had swallowed a frog, that it was difficult.

It seems like this happens all the time these days.

When I’m with the Major General, there are moments several times a day when my heart pounds and my cheeks turn red for no reason.

It’s embarrassing, but I don’t dislike this feeling, this daily life….

♥Today’s grateful thing: Being able to buy flowers for someone I like just because they reminded me of them.

Being able to suddenly hug that person (honestly, I think the Major General probably notices why I’m suddenly doing this) without being harshly ridiculed anymore.

Becoming someone who can do anything to the Major General….

♥Today’s happy thing: Having lunch with the Major General at the Air Force headquarters.

The Major General said he would have his aides bring delicious food, but I was curious about what kind of food the Major General eats every day, so I begged to go to the officers’ cafeteria, and it was the right choice!!!

And, um, maybe… the Major General, as he usually claims, might have called me to the Air Force headquarters to cover up bad memories with good ones.

But I wasn’t conscious of what happened in the past at all.

It just felt like an ordinary date between ordinary people, and I was simply happy. (Of course, an Air Force officer is by no means ordinary, but….)

If my guess is correct, I should casually mention to the Major General sometime that I’m a much stronger person than he thinks.

I wrote today’s diary by myself without looking up books or dictionaries.

I feel proud that I’ve clearly improved from before, as I can quickly realize when I’ve made a spelling mistake even while writing freely and comfortably.