At the Peach Festival that year, the monkey snatched the peach from her basket and used a immobilization technique to immobilize her.
She watched helplessly as the monkey swaggered away, gnawing on the peach, and swung its tail behind him.
Then many years passed.
"What! If you want to eat, just tell me!"
At the foot of the Five Elements Mountain, she squatted beside the monkey with a smile and stretched out her hand to touch his hairy head.
The monkey gritted his teeth in hatred, but did not move his head away.
[Ah, it's great, I finally no longer look at your back.
Note: For a short story, I cried almost from beginning to end while watching "The Return of the Great Sage", so I came up with the idea of writing about a boyhood idol.