episode_0156

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Inho, who left the room at Namgoonghyeon’s subtle congratulatory message, breathed a sigh of relief.

This is because I was not used to being in the same space as a high-ranking martial artist.

Just as Namgung-hyeon said, In-ho was killing time by walking around the garden.

Because I felt like I would be bored to go back to the guest room.

“Is there no place to sit?”

He sat down with his buttocks pressed together and looked around to get some fresh air.

Coincidentally, on one side of the garden there was a stone carved for sitting, so he quickly sat down.

I could feel the texture of a moderately hard stone.

A cool breeze seemed to be blowing at that moment, so In-ho closed his eyes and enjoyed some leisure time.

As Namgung-hyeon boasted and as In-ho saw on the way, the garden was well decorated.

A garden that is neither too free nor too artificial, but keeps the lines well.

“I think I was too caught up in stereotypes.”

When he heard the name ‘Namgoong’, Inho originally thought of martial arts he had seen around the world.

To him, ‘Namgoong’ was an image of something unlucky and full of the consciousness of being the chosen people.

So, I thought that Namgoonghyeon might also be that kind of person, but after listening to his conversation with Namgoong Soyu, he reflected that he had judged people based on his short insight.

Well, in the first place, Namgung Soyu was far from the commonly known image of ‘Namgung’.

“Master was reluctant to talk about the family… I don’t think it’s a problem on the family’s side.”

I thought that In-ho had isolated her from the entire family, starting with her father.

However, looking at the reactions of Namgoong Hyeon and the servants, it seems like she was well loved.

‘Of course, I don’t know if that love was conveyed.’

What surprised her upon entering this dimension was that her teacher, Namgung Soyu, had a completely different personality from the Namgung Soyu she knew.

There is some doubt as to whether the Cheonma Namgung Soyu, who is confident, full of energy, and sometimes comes across as arrogant, and Yeom Ryun Gong’s Namgung Soyu, who is impatient, has low self-esteem, and is full of self-deprecation beyond humility, are really the same person.

Also, he was very curious about why the current Namgung Soyu, who always spoke about justice and the duties of the martial arts people, became the Cheonma who advocated for the eradication of the martial arts people.

“I guess it’s about my death.”

Clearly, Cheonma said, “I lost my reputation because of martial arts.”

Since you lost your favorite student, you will naturally lose affection for related things.

So, how and by whom will he die?

Inho thought a little more deeply.

In-ho is not weak enough to be defeated by this idiot.

There is no force that has any immediate resentment.

“Then Sapa…?”

What immediately comes to mind is Sapa.

“But, it is too hasty to call for the erasure of Murim just because he died from Sapa.”

It’s similar to burning a house down because you hit your toe on the threshold.

“Something very shocking is happening in martial arts and martial arts… If you think about it, it might not be my death. Maybe I die and something else happens.”

The most plausible hypothesis seemed to be that Soyou’s personality gradually changed as various events occurred one after another. In-ho nodded, convinced.

If it weren’t for the sound I suddenly heard from behind, I might have been in better shape.

“Onabani residence?”

Inho jumped in surprise at the young voice he heard from behind him.

– Kiyathou

Letting out a strange scream, In-ho quickly turned around and realized that a child was staring at him.

“…Huh?”

Although it looked like a child, it was a strangely familiar face.

Inho pressed his hand against his pounding heart.

“Are you…?”

“The fish is called Namgung Soyeon.”

When Inho heard the name of the child who introduced himself and gave a belly bow, Inho realized that what was coming was coming.

Well, I visited to celebrate my birthday, but it was even worse to think that we wouldn’t run into each other.

“……”

In-ho looked at Namgung So-yeon, and Namgung So-yeon must have thought it was a snowball fight, so she opened her eyes and made eye contact.

My heartbeat, which had been pounding when I first saw Namgung Soyeon, gradually returned to its normal state.

Last time I was treated so badly, my tension gradually eased to the point where I felt embarrassed for worrying about what might happen if I developed PTSD.

“Who is Onabani?”

As In-ho twisted his stiff body around to stretch, Namgung So-yeon asked.

“Me? I’m Inho. My name is Kang In-ho.”

Inho, who had regained his composure, answered Soyeon.

“Kang Ino. Kang Ino.”

When Soyeon heard Inho’s name, she repeated it several times.

In-ho thought about correcting her pronunciation, but he thought he was being too hard on her, so he stopped.

“This is my mother’s garden. Why are you here?”

Namgung So-yeon raised her finger and pointed at In-ho.

“Matriarch… No, your father told me to take a look at the garden.”

Inho said, bending his knees and meeting Soyeon’s eye level.

Certainly, they were identical to the innocent Soyeon’s eyes I met in Hanam.

‘Why did this kid change so much later….’

In-ho’s mood sank when he remembered Namgung So-yeon, who suddenly went crazy and attacked Heukcheongyo.

“Ino, come on. Aren’t you feeling tight?”

“No, it’s okay.”

Soyeon asked, placing her fern-like hand on Inho’s cheek, and Inho chuckled and shook his head.

In-ho looked at So-yeon, who was looking at him with bright eyes, for a moment and then stood up.

I felt like I shouldn’t continue to be with her.

“Where are you going?”

“After seeing everything, I’m going back to my room.”

“Don’t go. Let’s play house.”

Soyeon grabs his sleeve.

Just when Inho was in trouble, unable to shake off the child, he heard a voice calling out to him from over there.

“What are you doing?”

It was owned.

“Ah, I was just looking at the garden. And here…”

Soyou turned his gaze in the direction Inho was looking.

I saw my cousin there, growing infinitely brightly.

“……”

Soyou and Soyeon looked at each other, and the confrontation continued for a moment.

“Let’s go. Now that I’ve said hello to the matriarch, it’s time to go to my parents’ home.”

The first one to avert his eyes was Soyou. She passed by Soyeon and spoke to Inho.

“Ah, yes, yes.”

Inho, perhaps sensing his teacher’s depressed mood, spoke in a panic.

“I’ll just go. Let’s play next time.”

In-ho smiled brightly and spoke to So-yeon, and although So-yeon looked disappointed, she obediently let go of the sleeve she was holding in her hand.

While following his teacher, In-ho looked back at So-yeon several times, and So-yeon continued to look at In-ho until she turned into a dot and disappeared.