episode_0130
by adminThey say that the first time is the most difficult, but that was exactly the case at Dangsoso.
When he put the fried chicken in his mouth that I had picked up with chopsticks, he had a white face and couldn’t bear to chew it, as if it were some kind of poison. But as time passed, I wonder if he felt a surge of courage again.
With the sound of something crunchy being crushed between teeth, Dangsoso’s jaw began to move, albeit passively.
Once it started moving, it was a breeze from then on.
Is it because I personally confirmed that there was no problem even if I chewed it?
The movement of the jaw, which had been quite slow at first, began to accelerate little by little.
My face, which had been pale, had long ago regained its original color.
I was convinced once again when I saw Dangsoso chewing the fried chicken I fed him with his hand covering his mouth.
Dangsoso says that he is not traumatized by a specific type of food, but rather by the act of eating something itself.
Did you ever receive threats of poisoning when you were young?
It was a story with plenty of potential.
It would have been an unthinkable story for an ordinary family, but Tang Soso’s family is a famous Tang family.
Not only that, but in the case of Dangsoso, isn’t she the youngest daughter?
Therefore, she must have received a lot of affection from adults since she was young, but what did her older brothers think when they saw that?
Didn’t you think that you should cut off those sprouts early before they grow bigger?
‘From what I heard, there is a significant age gap between you and the older brothers…’
It wouldn’t be surprising if at least one of them thought that way.
Still, we’re family, but isn’t that going too far?
The thing called power made even his son, who inherited his blood, look like a rival.
But is it possible for her to look different just because she is a younger sister?
‘anyway···.’
Now that I had succeeded in figuring out exactly what the problem was, things seemed to get a lot easier from now on.
Of course, that is to say, from Dangsoso’s point of view, it will not be easy to break it as it is a trauma that he has kept for almost his entire life.
While I was thinking that to myself, Dang So-so, who had managed to chew and swallow a piece of fried chicken that was almost as big as my palm, rolled his eyes and started looking for something.
“If it’s water, it’s here.”
I didn’t miss the opportunity and slipped out a glass of water that I had already received. Perhaps I was embarrassed that my true intentions were revealed to me and not to anyone else. Tang Xiaoxiao’s face turned slightly red.
Regardless of that reaction, he didn’t reject my favor or anything like that.
Dansoso silently took the cup I held out and swallowed what was sloshing inside it with a gurgling sound.
To offset the greasy taste unique to fried food, I deliberately seasoned it spicy, but it seemed a bit spicy to Dang So-so’s taste buds, who had lived on boring grass-fed meat all his life.
Still, when you think about it, it’s Sacheon, and when you think of Sacheon, Sacheon sweet and sour pork immediately comes to mind, and since the spicy and spicy taste is a characteristic of Sichuan cuisine, I thought I would be able to digest this level of spiciness.
It seems that Tang Soso’s tongue was purer than I thought.
Well, it has been over 50 years since the Tang Dynasty was forced to leave Sacheon and move to another place due to nuclear war.
“Is it very spicy? I remember hearing somewhere that people in the Tang Dynasty like spicy food, so when I seasoned it, I intentionally made it spicy…”
“Hmm, this is okay.”
In the meantime, I guess I don’t want to be seen as a slob again.
You may have been a little snobbish earlier, but now you’re acting strong.
“Next time, I will season it a little more lightly.”
“···I never said I would eat it again next time.”
“Okay, so let’s finish eating.”
“Are you even listening to me?”
Is it because I’m embarrassed? After chewing it thoroughly and eating it, I nodded my head in response to Dang So-so, who was making a fuss, and held out my chopsticks toward the best piece of food I had been eyeing.
It was right after that that another chopstick that came in from the side collided with my chopsticks and caused an accident.
Needless to say, it was Hayoung’s.
‘Should we clean this up?’
‘Well, but… I’ve been saving it to eat since a while ago…’
‘Put it away.’
‘Hiing…’
He subdued the slave who dared to covet his master’s heavenly possessions with his charismatic gaze, and placed a perfectly cooked rib on the plate in front of Dang So-so, so that the meat and bones could easily be separated with just a simple piercing of chopsticks. It was transferred.
“Try this too.”
As soon as he did that, Hayoung, who was sitting next to him, gave him a look that looked like he was protesting violently, but he just ignored it by putting a metal plate on his face.
“Hmmmm… I can eat it on my own without having to do this, right?”
“Okay, so let’s try it first. The specially selected meat is marinated in seasoning for hours, making it extremely tender.”
Dangsoso, who seemed to not like my attitude of treating him like a child, glared at me once and then picked up the ribs that I had specially selected with chopsticks. Then, he stared at it as if it were food he had never seen in his life before carefully pushing it into his mouth.
Dangsoso’s eyebrows, which had been slightly tense, began to tap dance vigorously.
Of course it has to be that way.
The chunk of meat you pushed into your mouth would split arbitrarily as soon as it met your tongue, and the juice that would come out from inside would naturally blend in with the sweet yet salty rib seasoning, moistening the inside of your mouth.
If it weren’t for me who was disapproving of the people standing in front, I would have been stamping my hands and feet at the same time and making no fuss.
‘They’re making a fuss about that look…’
Honestly, it’s hard to imagine, but it’s something I’d definitely like to see if I get the chance.
You’ll have to work a little harder to do that, though.
Anyway, after the delicious food went into my mouth, the atmosphere of the place became incomparable to the first time.
Thanks to this, I was able to have a natural conversation without having to worry about things like that.
“Ah, that’s right. Sorry, I’m in the middle of eating, but can I ask you one thing?”
“···Tell me.”
“Well… what happened to the request I made earlier…”
“If you’re talking about a teacher who will teach you about wizards’ fighting methods, don’t worry, I’m working hard to find out.”
“Ah… Looks like it’s taking some time.”
When it comes to factions, it’s heavily biased toward the Moorim side, but I still thought that for a company the size of the Sacheon Group, it wouldn’t be too difficult to find a wizard to act as a tutor.
It seems that finding the right candidate isn’t as easy as you might think.
That’s what I said with that thought in mind, but as soon as I could get the words out of my mouth, what caught my face was a look of bewilderment.
“It happened yesterday, but have you already forgotten it? What conditions did you put on?”
“Yes? Ah…”
Come to think of it, I said that a tutor must be a woman and a beauty.
At the time, I thought that’s what a tutor who was going to teach me should do, but when I thought about it now, I realized how absurd that was.
Considering that the people currently ruling the European continent are wizards, you will be able to find many wizards just sitting idle.
There is a saying that half the world is women, so if you look for someone who is both a magician and a woman, there will be plenty of them.
But what about someone who is both a wizard and a beautiful woman?
How many people will there be?
Of course, if you look for people who meet those conditions, you will be able to find them.
The problem is that in order to serve as my tutor, you must also demonstrate your skills as a wizard.
In addition to being a magician, she is also a beauty that everyone can recognize, and is also a person with outstanding abilities.
At that level, he would be treated like a VIP wherever he goes, but would a person like that want to go through the trouble of being a tutor at someone else’s house? Why?
Wouldn’t it be possible to rake in money just by acting as a bodyguard for rich people who like to show off?
So, of course, you will have a hard time finding it.
But even so, I had no intention of biting back now.
Since it is a law that a man should not say two things with one mouth. Especially if it involves women.
So what can we do?
Here, I have no choice but to trust in my iron-faced skills once again and persevere.
“Now that I think about it, it was like that.”
“···.”
“What should I do? That’s my constitution. It won’t be easy to find someone who fits the criteria, but for the time being, just pretend he’s dead and give him a hard time.”
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There was someone quietly listening to the conversation… The man’s name was Dangdeung.
“It’s a condition… What kind of condition did you put on it?”
A word I muttered to myself.
The answer came out of thin air.
“That’s actually…”
Dang Deung, who had heard about the conditions for a tutor that Su-hyeon had requested from Dang So-so from one of his assistants who was hiding in a special silver sleep suit made through a technical partnership with Magic Tower, gently stroked the beard that had grown to his waist with his hand. He burst out laughing.
“He’s a beautiful girl’s tutor… Hehehe, even for these days, he’s a guy who knows the fashions.”
“There is one person who exactly meets the conditions… but what should we do?”
“Do whatever you want.”
Kwasik!
The iron railing that was held in Tang Deung’s hand was crumpled like a piece of paper.
“As a guy who loves art, he seems to want to ascend to heaven as soon as possible.”
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