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[petaless]

[ Oh look it's a tree without any flowers. It's kind of just... standing there for the moment. 'Cause that's what trees do, you know? ]

Write a book, have a child, and... plant a tree.
[ A petal would fall here, if there were any, as the tree takes its time speaking... ]
Those are but three goals to have in one lifetime.
[ ...and a petal would fall there as another moment passes. ]
Have you done any of the three?

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[agricultural]

[Not creeped out at all, Grandpa shovels a liberal amount of fertiliser around the tree. It's super high quality from genetically engineered animal cyborgs designed to produce supernaturally good manure.

This is the sort of shit Grandpa does.]

Hah-hah! Of the three, I've done one once, one twice and one I'll do a thousand times!

[shipwrecking]

Speak properly, you.

[borderoflife]

[...well then.]

Ah, I'm afraid not. I do have a gardener for that last one, though.

[princesstenko]

... You being here can only be an ill omen.

[what_anime_is_this]

[ Do not mind them; they will just be sitting here with their popcorn. ]

[stardustreverie]

...What are you doing here?

[petaless]

[ Empty branches rustle. The tree doesn't mind this gift at all. ] You've accomplished much.

[petaless]

[ Yeah, the branches just seem to rustle at the moment, almost in a whimsical fashion. ]

[petaless]

[ A pregnant pause. Well within the third trimester. ] These tasks are good for those that still live.

[petaless]

This is a welcome with which I am familiar...

[petaless]

[ The tree, being a tree, also will be just sitting here as well.

:| ]

[agricultural]

Fu-hoo-hoo-hoo.

[Taking a break for a moment, Grandpa wipes his neck with a cloth.]

Anyone who works hard can do it.

[petaless]

Ah, my branches are quite light...

[petaless]

It's almost a shame others do not even have the effort to do so...

[agricultural]

They just need to learn a lesson or two from their elders, right Tree-san?

[And right back to shovelling.]

[what_anime_is_this]

[ After a lengthy pause, they smile. ] To me, it sounded like a riddle.

[milletian]

I haven't written a book, per se, but I do dabble in writing music scores! Does that count?

[petaless]

Among other things, I daresay...

[petaless]

Does it really...?

[petaless]

That depends...

[agricultural]

Nonsense! The values of hard-work and prosperous thinking taught at a young age are all the world needs for world peace! That...and good agriculture!

[And now he's spraying the tree with some all natural pesticides. No pollution, just death to damaging bugs.]

[petaless]

That same thinking is the foundations upon which the future is built.

Yet they, too, wear away...

[agricultural]

That is why...I will pass on my will to my family! In turn, every generation will seek it! That beautiful future called...Farming!

And if they don't get it, Grandpa will live forever.

[shipwrecking]

No, no, that's even less comprehensible.

[milletian]

Woah. [A talking tree?] They're, uh... they're not very good.