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    It wasn’t that difficult to get up to the roof and avoid the eyes of the people in the pavilion.

    Soyou ran up to the roof as easily as if he were walking on flat ground.

    Inho was a little unstable, but he still followed his teacher without being noticed.

    “Although my techniques have improved a lot, I still need more training.”

    “Of course. I guess I haven’t gotten used to this feeling yet.”

    Even though he lived in modern times, it was difficult for him to get used to the feeling of flying.

    “Now, this place has a good neck.”

    Soyou checked the slanted roof to see if there was any dirt on it, then carefully sat down.

    And Inho sat next to him, and Soyou glanced at him as if he was closer than expected.

    “Here’s some alcohol and something to chew on.”

    Before going up to the roof, Inho took out the alcohol and snacks he bought from a street vendor.

    “Is there a ghost that died while eating? ”

    “They say that poets drink while looking at the moon. Let’s follow along.”

    When Soyou laughed as if she was tired of his gluttony, Inho poured alcohol into a glass and said,

    “Imitating a poet is not knowing the letters…”

    Soyou clicked his tongue as if it was a waste of money, but his eyes drew a soft line.

    Soyou raised the glass handed to him by Inho, and Inho poured the drink with skill.

    “Now, is it salty?”

    Inho, who had filled his glass with alcohol, slightly raised his glass and said.

    “Ta-da?”

    “Click your glasses like this.”

    In-ho’s glass touches Soyou’s glass and falls.

    Soyou watched In-ho gulping down his drink.

    “Why? I didn’t add poison.”

    Inho, who had finished drinking, looked at Soyou’s still full glass and said.

    “I’m going to drink it.”

    Soyou raised the glass to his eyes.

    The blue light of the moon fell gently on the glass.

    Soon, the moonlight appeared on the surface of the glass.

    “If you do this, it feels like drinking the moon. You should try it too.”

    Soyou, who was sipping a drink, spoke as if teaching Inho.

    Inho had a distrustful expression on his face, but he followed his teacher’s words and raised his glass to his eyes.

    After a brief pause, he closed his eyes and took a sip of his drink.

    “How do you feel?”

    “It’s the same?”

    “What a tasteless guy.”

    Namgung Soyu chuckled at the unadorned honesty.

    ***

    Soyou and Inho’s drinking party did not end soon.

    The light of the moon rising beautifully in the sky and the sight of the night market that had not yet gone out were what caught their attention.

    Over a drink, they exchanged many stories.

    Inho’s feelings when he spoke for the first time,

    Soyou talked about his anger when he lost to Cheongyeon.

    A glass of alcohol was passed around like that.

    Soyou told the story of the first time he saw Inho.

    In-ho told a story about the first time he learned Negong Shimbeop.

    Just like that, another glass of alcohol was passed around.

    “…So, what were you doing before you met me?”

    Soyou, who was moderately drunk, asked Inho with glaring eyes.

    “……”

    In-ho, who had been talking without interruption just a moment ago, shifted his gaze from the moon to the night market.

    “Of course. What was I doing?”

    Inho muttered as if he was dreaming.

    “He said he was a farmer.”

    Soyou asked back at his student’s strangely hesitant reaction.

    “I was thinking about the time before.”

    Inho stroked distant experiences and memories with his eyes.

    “Oh… what did you do?”

    Soyou pricked up his ears at the story of a disciple he did not know.

    “Okay. What did you do?”

    Suddenly, Soyou raised his eyes sharply, thinking that he was making fun of him, but In-ho’s sunken face was no joke, so he looked at him silently.

    Twice today alone. Inho showed a serious side that had never been seen before.

    It was refreshing to see In-ho’s infinitely serious side, rather than that of a mischievous student, to Soyou.

    – My heart is pounding

    As a bonus, my heartbeat also became faster.

    “I don’t even remember much anymore. There are so many accidents.”

    “Is that so.”

    Soyou grabbed the bottle and poured alcohol into a glass.

    “I did a lot of this and that. Then one day, I got involved in an accident and ended up here.”

    “Accident?”

    “It’s difficult to explain. I don’t think you’ll believe me when I say it.”

    Haha, Inho let out a dry laugh.

    “If I hadn’t been angry at that time, I think there would have been a different outcome.”

    “Hmm, after all, a warrior must not lose his composure.”

    “I don’t think that’s what the teacher would say. Just looking at today’s game…”

    “Shut your mouth.”

    “Yes.”

    There was an awkward silence.

    A loud noise was heard from under the roof.

    It seemed like a group of people with some money gathered together, drinking heavily and singing.

    Despite the commotion happening right below, the man and woman on the roof were still immersed in silence.

    “…So.”

    It was Soyou who broke the silence and opened his mouth.

    “Do you regret it? I didn’t hold back my anger at that time.”

    Soyou asked carefully, pouring alcohol into his mouth.

    “Um….”

    Soyou poured alcohol into Inho’s empty glass, and he accepted it with both hands and chose his words.

    “I can’t just decide whether I like or dislike things in the world.”

    He poured out his drink in one go and then spoke.

    “Well, I regret it.”

    “…I see.”

    “But, but… If I hadn’t gotten angry then, I don’t think I would have been able to drink with my teacher like this. I think I did a good job again.”

    “What, what!”

    As Inho smiled, Soyou’s face turned red.

    “That’s right. Because there is something lost, there is something gained.”

    “Ma, your words are Cheongsanyusu.”

    Soyou turned his bright red face and muttered.

    “Ah, that’s right. Master, this.”

    Inho placed something in her hand, making a rustling sound.

    I felt something cold and crunching through my palm.

    Soyou saw what was placed in my palm.

    Something sparkling while waiting.

    It was an earring.

    “This?”

    “I bought some alcohol on the way home. I think it would suit you, Master.”

    “But, why is there only one pair?”

    “I guess I don’t know. Isn’t that how it originally was? They only sold one.”

    “Umm….”

    She pulled up her earrings.

    The earrings sparkled in the moonlight.

    “I’ve never worn anything like this before.”

    “Why. Because it’s not like a military man?”

    “…….”

    Silent affirmation. Inho chuckled.

    “Just because I put one of these on my ears, will my strength decrease? Is it because my body is so heavy that I can’t do light techniques? Don’t push yourself too hard. There are so many interesting things in the world. You should enjoy those things too. If I dig just one, my spirit will be broken.”

    “Huh, do you want to teach the teacher?”

    “After all this time, I am older than you, right? Even if you don’t know martial arts, you probably know more about life in this world than your teacher, right?”

    “I wouldn’t hate you if you couldn’t speak.”

    Soyou clicked his tongue as if he was sorry to see his student not giving up on a single word.

    Still, she waved the earrings In-ho gave her in front of her eyes.

    “Okay. I will fall for your words today.”

    Try wearing clip-style earrings on your ears. I felt a little pressure, but it wasn’t unbearable.

    “Is it right to do it this way?”

    Soyou asked awkwardly, showing off her dangling earrings.

    Inho looked at that for a moment and then smiled deeply.

    “You are prettier than the moon.”

    Soyou’s face turned bright red like a drunkard who had drunk poison at the simple words.

    – My heart is pounding

    “Are you drunk?”

    “Be quiet.”

    Soyou raised his index finger and covered Inho’s mouth.

    I wanted to quietly remember this moment for a long time.

    – My heart is pounding

    Feeling an unknown warmth rush into her chest, Soyou slowly closed her eyes and basked in the moonlight.

    Her heart beat like a drum.

    So the festival deepened.

    This is fan art of Ambassador Yeomjin.

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