Before Zyra left, she told Ahri about how the tree would blossom not once, but four times in spring, thrice in summer, once over in fall and a single time in winter; a tree with many unique qualities indeed, even the taste of the peaches change with the seasons. Meaning that the blossoms will soon fall and quickly bloom again. The sight of raining flower petals excited the Nine-tailed fox. Ahri decided to walk to a nearby village for something to eat while bringing along a few white peaches.
The village was more like a teashop next to a small lodge, but people were coming and going. She walks in and is greeted by a elderly woman who offered to use the peaches in a dish. Sitting in a booth, Ahri enjoys the peace and quiet as she sips her tea, ignoring all the festive commoners who talk about the peach tree, but never actually seen it. Ahri wondered why she only encountered champions in the past few days, though that thought was put on hold after a tray of food was placed in front of her. Smoked fish, grilled squid, a bowl of rice, rice cakes, peach jelly and a whole bunch of peach-flavored candy. A feast fit for a champion and Ahri still felt a little hungry after eating every last bite. Placing some candy in her pocket, she leaves for the tree, but not after watching Yasuo buy expensive sake from the shopkeeper.
The Unforgiven swordsman was going in the same direction as Ahri which meant one thing, he was going to her peach tree. Ahri kept her distance from him until he reached the tree and she was hiding in the bushes. Perhaps another secret will be uncovered, you never know.
Yasuo draws his sword and traces a circle in the ground. Ahri was already in attack mode after seeing the blade and charges the man.
"Get away from that tree!" Ahri yells, casting attacks.
"Whoa!" Yasuo calls out, creating a Wind Wall to protect him.
"You better think twice about harming my tree." Ahri hisses, walking closer.
"That's the reason behind your sudden outburst? I'm not going to do anything to this tree. Besides, if it weren't for my technique, you would have the tree down." said Yasuo, continuing on with his business.
Ahri had no comeback and watches as he thumps his sheathed sword onto the ground, causing the portion of earth he cut around to rise a little. He brushes off the dirt, revealing a wooden lid and opens it. Inside were white peaches fermenting to make wine. Yasuo was making peach wine under a peach tree. Yasuo completely forgot about Ahri as his prize was ripe for the taking. Taking a wooden ladle, he scoops some peach wine from the underground pot and pours it into gourd which he later adds sake.
What he got was white peach sake and he had barrels ready to make more.
Yasuo takes a sample and let's out a loud sigh before drinking some more.
"Definitely a drink meant for spring. Have some Ahri, this is your tree after all. (even though it's not)" said Yasuo, handing her a ladle.
Ahri pouts for a bit and takes sip. She's taken by surprise and has another sip. It was without question delicious and Ahri even got a few bottles for free.
"When did you start making this." Ahri asks, inspecting the gourd.
"Hmmm, two years ago and the taste never disappoints. Ever since he introduced me to this new fusion, he allowed me to harvest the peaches to make peach wine. I even made summer, fall and winter variants. Winter being the most amazing, since it's perfect for warming you up..." Yasuo continues on.
"W-who is...he?" Ahri slurs, feeling tipsy since the sake was premium stuff.
"Peach sake? That's for chumps. My Spring Time Grog is what real champions drink!" Gragas hollers as he walks out into the clearing.
The Rabble Rouser walks towards them and pulls a rope hidden under the grass, revealing a barrel. Gragas sticks a spout into the barrel and pours Ahri a mug and shoves it into her stomach.
"Have a drink!" yelled Gragas.
Ahri was forced to drink the powerful blend before passing out.
"That's the power of grog!" Gragas yells at Yasuo, who was currently mixing his drinks.
"There are three certainties in life: honor, death and hangovers. Unfortunately your drink isn't capable of any of those." Yasuo nonchalantly says. Gragas in turns, yells his complaints.
The two continue to argue as they exit the forest with their recipes leaving Ahri to sleep under the tree as flower petals fall on and around her. Ahri had a big smile on her face, dreaming about something nice. Unknown to her, someone came by and placed her blanket over her curled up body before leaving.
Another opportunity missed.