Personality.
Personality refers to the unique psychological system of an individual that develops specific behavioral patterns in response to their environnt. While this term is used for people, it can also apply to pets, as they too show different reactions based on the situation.
Anyone who has raised pets knows that they can behave quite differently depending on the circumstances.
Therefore, when describing the personalities of our O-gong sisters, here's how they can be understood:
First, Cho.
Physically, her most notable feature is her long antennae. As for her personality, she has a leadership quality and a charismatic presence.
I call Cho the oldest, though technically, since all of the O-gong siblings hatched at the sa ti, it’s hard to say who is the eldest or the youngest. But, based on her behavior, it’s clear that Cho is the oldest.
Tzzruu! Tzzruu!
The warning sounds of O-gong that wake from my deep sleep, like a rooster at dawn.
I didn’t need to look to know that the source of the sound was Cho.
When Cho wakes up, it’s her way of telling to get up for morning training, but I try to convince her to let sleep a little longer.
“Cho, just let sleep a little longer... I’m in my growth period...”
I argue that I need more sleep to grow taller and beco handso like "Dad." If she wants to look good, I need my rest.
Tzzruu!
But then cos Cho’s urgent warning sound, as if she’s saying, “Get up now, or you’ll be scolded by Grandpa and Mom.”
Faced with the incessant nagging, I finally get out of bed, unable to resist the relentless Cho.
“Alright, alright, I’m up, Cho. Hah... What kind of martial artist only sleeps four hours a night... And Cho, you’re so diligent. You never skip a day.”
Since I have trouble waking up in the morning, my sister once jokingly said, “Cho, wake your dad up in the mornings.” And so began Cho’s daily routine of waking up with her disciplined alarm.
Eventually, I give in to Cho's persistence, light the extinguished lantern, and wash my face with the water the servants had prepared for .
Only then do I rouse Hyang and Bini, who sleep even more than I do, and Cho climbs onto my body along with them.
Seeing Cho carefully looking after and her younger siblings shows that she’s definitely the eldest.
And it doesn’t end there.
When we arrive at the training grounds, where my sister is waiting to take the three of them, Cho’s eldest-sister side shines through once again.
In the distance, my sister stands in the dim light, holding a lantern.
Because my sister is in charge of the children’s als, the kids follow her closely. As soon as they see her, Hyang and Bini try to leap off my shoulders to run toward her.
Tzzruu!
Cho's warning sound echoes.
At once, the two of them freeze and look at Cho.
At first, I didn’t understand, but later I realized what Cho was doing.
Since we were going to et my sister shortly, the warning wasn’t to stop them from running to her, but rather to prevent them from crawling on the dirt and getting mud all over my sister’s clothes.
O-gong are like insects, so crawling on the ground would make their bodies dirty, and if they climbed onto my sister covered in dirt, it would soil her clothes. Thus, Cho was just making sure they didn’t make a ss.
“So-ryong.”
“Hwa-eun, good morning, or rather, good dawn.”
“Yes, So-ryong, co here, kids.”
Once the others had gone over, Cho gave one last affectionate nudge on my cheek and crossed over to my sister.
The eldest daughter takes care of her father, younger siblings, and even her mother.
So Cho is the eldest.
"She’s such a reliable one. A solid foundation for the family."
After seeing off the kids and my sister, I went for my morning training session. Sweating out the training, I was looking forward to breakfast.
After finishing my morning workout, I arrived at the pavilion where my sister was waiting with the kids.
“So-ryong, you worked hard.”
“Anything unusual today?”
When my sister asked, I replied with a simple question: Did anything happen today?
I asked because, lately, the O-gong had been causing a lot of trouble.
My sister silently stared at her skirt, her gaze fixed on one of the O-gong.
It was Hyang’s antennae peeking out from under my sister's skirt.
It seed Hyang had gotten into trouble again.
"Not you again?"
Hyang had a unique personality.
To describe Hyang in two words: curious and lazy.
It seed like an odd combination, but this was the only way to describe Hyang.
Hyang usually spends most of the ti sleeping, but when awake, it’s impossible to keep still.
It was as if Hyang recharged through sleep and used all that energy to cause mischief.
Whenever my sister took her eyes off them, Hyang would be found on a tall tree, chasing butterflies, startling the servants while they ate, or hanging from the ceiling, watching them eat.
Although Hyang sleeps a lot, if anyone picks them up during nap ti, they wouldn't even notice.
For this reason, even though Cho recently caused a big incident, Hyang was the true troublemaker.
“Today, while I was talking with the servants, Hyang almost crawled into the Golden Wasp King’s den. I barely caught them in ti.”
“Oh no, that could have been disastrous!”
“Yes, the Golden Wasp Kings ca out in full force.”
“Ah, so that was the cause of the noise during training this morning.”
As I tickled Hyang's antennae, my sister sighed, clearly rembering the incident.
Hyang's antennae drooped as they relaxed at my touch.
It seed they had dozed off, content.
My sister shook her head, seemingly at a loss.
“I’ve heard that when a newborn is born, parents have to feed and change them every few hours. They joke about wishing for them to grow up quickly.”
But once the child starts walking, parents are even more anxious.
I thought my sister was experiencing that kind of feeling—wishing they would stay still, like when they were younger.
As O-gong grew and started moving around, it seed to get harder to handle.
“Haha, looks like you’ve had a harder ti than I have. Let’s go for breakfast.”
“Hah, right. So-ryong, you must be hungry.”
Leaving Bini and the others sleeping on my sister’s skirt, we headed toward the restaurant for breakfast.
On the way, one of the O-gong quickly climbed up my sister’s body, trying to cross over to my side while eyeing the timing.
As they moved closer, I subtly shifted toward my sister, pretending not to notice.
The youngest, Bini, was trying to secretly cross over to my sister, acting like they were being sneaky.
Given their weight, it was impossible for them to be truly discreet.
But as we walked toward the restaurant, I could feel Bini inching closer, starting to nudge with their antennae.
If I pretend not to notice, Bini will softly make a sound or gently press down on my foot to get my attention.
It’s as if they’re saying, "Dad, I’ve crossed over. Acknowledge ."
Tzzruu.
Once again, the mischievous sound rings in my ears.
If I were to translate the little rascal’s words, it would probably go sothing like this:
"Father, now that I’m here, pet right away. I’m allowing it."
I chuckled inwardly and gently patted Bini’s head with my fingertips. The once playful chirping sound shifted to a more content and satisfied one.
Tzzruu.
The responsible eldest, the lazy little troublemaker, and the tsundere third.
Even though they all look alike, each of my O-gong siblings has a distinct personality.
I couldn’t help but wish that they would grow up and beco magnificent like their mother, the Qingban O-gong.
‘Though it was just a dream, I really envied the mother’s magnificent body.’
Not in a strange way, but while holding the O-gong siblings, it felt like hugging a small dog, whereas with their mother, it felt more like being enveloped by a large dog.
I hoped to experience that sensation not just in my dreams, but in reality too.
Three Days Later, Morning
Smack!
"Agh!"
The sharp sound of a hit ca from my back.
Smack!
Another resonating thud from my thigh.
I gritted my teeth and stifled a scream as I circulated my internal energy.
What I was practicing was Iron Cabinet Skill (Cheol Gye Gong), a unique martial technique from the Venom Blood Squad.
Iron Cabinet Skill was a truly frustrating martial technique.
When a person is struck, their muscles naturally contract, causing them to flinch. This technique channels internal energy into those flinching muscles to make the body stronger, constantly solidifying it.
What that ans is, in short, I had to endure being hit like a dog to improve my skills.
So, with the help of the Venom Blood warriors, I began to take my fair share of hits.
At least one good thing about this was how quickly my skills were improving.
Now, I could make my body as hard as a rock with just a well-tid movent.
After breakfast and so more training, I was in the middle of my exercises when I heard a commotion near the family quarters, close to the training grounds. My father-in-law had arrived.
"Son-in-law!"
"Father-in-law, what brings you here?"
I was surprised to see him, as I thought he would be busy in the morning. My father-in-law smiled as he stroked his beard.
"I bring news you’ve been waiting for."
"News I’ve been waiting for?"
I tilted my head, confused, as he began to explain.
"A letter has co from the Martial Alliance. The expedition was a success. The leader of the Martial Alliance attacked a village near the Great Yue Kingdom’s border and destroyed the Blood Cult’s base. Half of the Blood Cult mbers were either killed or captured, and the rest fled to the Great Yue Kingdom."
"What does that an!?"
"Exactly, son-in-law. It ans you can finally go out to catch the venomous creatures."
"Oh! If I had known it would move this fast, I should have planned a destination. So, where do we go?"
As I realized that things were progressing faster than expected, I thought I should have figured out where to go in advance. Just then, my father-in-law’s voice reached .
"Naturally, for the first expedition of the Venom Blood Squad, it has to be Yunnan, where venomous creatures are abundant."
"Ah, that’s right. Yunnan!"
The tropical region of Yunnan.
Just at the entrance, Golden Wasp Kings road, and inside Yunnan, who knows what kind of venomous creatures we’d encounter? I was getting excited about the possibilities.
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