episode_0005

“…I see.”

Beonghwae muttered.

“Okay.”

Soha answered.

“Who knows about this?”

“For now, just hang out with me. Now there are three, including you.”

“…”

Beongwae silently grabbed the leg of the boiled pork and bit it.

“Is there another way?”

“None.”

Soha said.

“This is the only way.”

“…Good.”

Beongwae sighed and said.

“I won’t cooperate, but I will turn a blind eye.”

“Okay, that’s enough.”

Soha got up and left.

Beongwae looked at her back with a bitter look.

“Brother, I’m sorry.”

Beongwae muttered in a sad tone.

***

When I opened my eyes, an unfamiliar ceiling greeted me.

No, should I say it’s a familiar ceiling?

Because this has already happened dozens of times.

“Soha, who did you cooperate with this time?”

“…”

There was no answer back.

“There’s no way you could have moved it alone… Is that too bad?”

“…”

There was still no answer.

“…Hmm.”

I tried to stand up, but I couldn’t move.

When I looked down, I saw a thin rope wrapped around my body.

“Whoo-”

I guess I prepared really hard this time.

If only a low-income civil servant with no money had even prepared such a rope.

I turned my head and looked around.

I saw Soha’s shabby, old room.

People often say that women’s rooms smell like flowers, but Soha’s old room didn’t smell like that at all.

Should I call this the sadness of a woman with a dirty spoon?

However, even though Soha is somehow working as a low-level civil servant, instead of saving money, Soha manages to make ends meet every month.

It was a room filled with her joys and sorrows.

“…”

My eyes met with Soha, who was squatting and biting her finger.

“Relax, Soha. Let’s start with the story.”

Soha’s eyes were deader than ever.

“Bounded type is bad.”

Soha muttered.

“I give glances at other women every day, and walk around outside every day, making me feel anxious. This is strange. Why why why why why why why why? I’m so dedicated, why am I looking at other bitches? Why why why why why why why why why why why why?”

…Ugh, that crazy bitch.

Soha would sometimes have periodic seizures like this.

I don’t know why.

Oh, I guess that’s because there’s no reason for madness anyway.

“Now the bounded room is the storage room of our house.”

Soha picked up a kitchen knife.

And then it staggered and came closer to me little by little.

“Let’s become one forever. I will have Yoo Gye-hyung’s head. Pickled in tree sap, forever, forever, forever, forever, forever, forever, forever, forever, forever, forever, forever. I will let you remain as my older brother. The bound type is mine. Don’t give it to anyone.”

Soha picked up a kitchen knife.

Her wide eyes sparkled.

And that moment.

Patter!

I untied the rope Soha was tied with.

“…huh?”

Soha opened his mouth blankly.

“Why was it released? Huh?”

Why? Your strength was so weak that you couldn’t even tie the rope properly.

It was a bit annoying when Soha was excited, but usually, she didn’t have the strength to cry from an ant.

You may not know it, but even if you fight a chick, you’ll most likely lose.

“Going.”

“Don’t go!”

Soha shouted.

“I locked the door! Now Yoo Gye-hyung will live here with me forever…”

Pop!

Soha’s door was torn off its hinges.

It was so old that there was no need to apply much force.

“Aaaah!”

Soha came running, swinging a kitchen knife wildly.

I just ran.

“There! Stand there!”

Soha chased after me, crying.

However, Soha is small, has short legs, and has no physical strength. There was no way she could catch up with me.

Uddangtangtang!

Soha, who was running hard, tripped over her own feet and fell.

“Bwaaeaeaeak!”

Soha started crying, her nose bleeding.

When he rolled, he also dropped his kitchen knife into the stream.

“Ugh! I hate you all! I hate Yoo-gye too! Wow!”

Soha started crying like a child.

Ugh, really.

I sighed and walked to Soha.

“Happy, happy!”

He put his sleeve to Soha’s nose and said.

“Heung!”

When Soha blew her nose, the nosebleed squirted onto her sleeve.

I wiped and blocked Soha’s nosebleed and waited until the bleeding stopped.

“…”

Soha was sobbing and hanging her head, then suddenly hugged me tightly.

“Gotcha… hehe…”

Tsk.

thud!

I hit Soha’s head hard.

“…Bwaaeaeaeaeak!”

Soha started crying like a child again.

“Why is it like that again this time?”

It wasn’t the first time Soha tried to imprison me.

She sometimes, or correct me, quite often.

Attempted to detain me.

The reasons were different each time.

He said I was neglectful of him.

You said you watched a woman on the street for a long time?

Talking only to yourself less?

Anyway, they tried to imprison me and kill me, giving various reasons.

…Yes, Soha is a bit of a bitch.

Due to my personality of not being able to live with misfortune, I should have punished Soha in the old evening.

“Bwaaeaeak!”

Look at this guy.

No power, no money.

It looks like he wants to run amok like a psycho yandere obsessed with other things, but he has to have the ability to do that too.

Is there any way that a low-level civil servant with no combat skills or financial resources should imitate something like that?

There is no creature as sad as a powerless yandere.

“Hyung… Because YooGyeHyeong is trying to be good…”

Soha finally stopped crying and spoke.

“…”

My head was pounding.

I wasn’t excited to show it, I just received an offer, but they made such a fuss about it…

“I won’t watch it.”

“…!”

Soha raised her head and her eyes sparkled.

“Really?”

“Ugh.”

“But you were invited, right?”

“That has to go.”

“…”

When Soha started crying again, I opened my mouth.

“Snap! Do it! Cry because you did a good job!”

“But… But…”

thud!

One more hit.

“Bwaaeaeang!”

Soha cried bitterly again.

Seonjuppilseung doesn’t work on me, Soha.

“Stop it!”

thud!

When I hit him one more time, he let out a whine and closed his mouth.

“I’m going, but I’m not going to make a good appearance.”

“…?”

Soha looked at me with curious eyes.

“Let’s go to the seat.”

I answered.

“How?”

Soha asked.

“It’s easy. Just do what I do often.”

“…?”

“The truth.”

Soha’s face brightened at my answer.

“Of course! There is no one better at telling the truth than Yoo Gye-hyung!”

Soha shouted excitedly.

For a moment, I thought about giving him another honey chestnut, but I held back.

I felt like if I hit him more, my already small height would get even smaller.

“Have you thought about what you are going to do?”

When I cry and then laugh, hair grows on my butthole.

Ah, but I’m sure there are many perverts who would like Soha’s fur.

While thinking such useless thoughts, I opened my mouth.

“Well, it’s simple.”

According to the information I got from Kkora Wiki, Bang Bang saw him for the first time at a female princess’s banquet.

On the spot, a female worker who recognized Yu Bang’s extraordinary side gave her daughter to him, and his fortune changed.

His status rose from being the child of a rural peasant who had nothing to the son-in-law of a female princess who was a charlatan and a celebrity.

So my choice was simple, with the goal of living peacefully in a corner of the countryside, making rice cakes.

All you have to do is show a very petty and trivial side to the female worker.

And it was very easy.

Because showing a petty and trivial side was my specialty.

***

The female worker is from Seonbo, Shandong Province.

He was extremely wealthy and had many followers due to his generous nature.

However, greater power means there are many instances of resentment.

Due to a raid by a Han enemy, Yeo Gong abandoned her original place and took refuge in Paehyeon, the village where Yugye lived.

The female princess was a charlatan.

It is said that this is roughly the biography of a female princess recorded in Jeongsa.

To put aside the rhetoric and summarize, the introduction of this character would be as follows.

As I said before, a charlatan at this time was something similar to a gangster leader.

In other words, she was the leader of a gang and a female worker who ran all kinds of ‘business’ and wanted money from Nawabari.

The fact that there are many followers means that there are many ‘family members’ of organized crime.

Enemy means a raid from another organization to steal Nawabari.

I think I can roughly summarize it like this.

Is it real?

Something I know. I didn’t even read the entire Chohanji in the first place.

First of all, this is all just my guess, but after coming to the banquet hall and looking at the female princess from afar, I thought it was true.

He was huge, had scars all over his body, and had murderous eyes.

How can that be an ordinary person?

“Okay, next!”

While I was getting a little tired of the female princess’s spirit, I heard my name called and came to the front.

Welcoming party for female workers held at Hyeonryeong’s house.

For that reason, low-level officials were also responsible for receiving guests.

The secret relationship between the gang leader and Gwan has always been the same. Tsk tsk.

“How much will you pay as a wedding gift?”

A junior official asked.

“Grades?”

I asked back. Haryegeum refers to congratulatory money.

Come to think of it, something like that was necessary for a feast in this era.

“That’s right. If the haryeum is less than 1,000 jeon, you can enjoy the banquet under the daecheong, and if it is more than 1,000 jeon, you can enjoy the banquet on the daecheong. It has to be on top of the main hall so that gisaengs can join it too.”

A low-ranking official explained it like this.

“Didn’t you bring it?”

The junior official rolled his eyes and looked me up and down.

“If you don’t have money, go, next time!”

The disdainful look of a low-level official.

An unbearable shame.

Sweet potatoes that will make your throat swell.

Yes, this is the time. Now is the time to give it some cider!

At the same time, this is when my trump card shines!

“Who said you have no money? I have a lot of money!”

I whined and shouted.

“Give me the bamboo slices!”

“…Jukpyeon?”

He almost snatched the piece of bamboo that was placed in front of the panicked junior official.

“What is this doing…!”

Instead of answering his question, I engraved large letters on a piece of bamboo.

My name is Yugye.

A cold country man.

And he was a cool guy who paid wedding gifts and other things with bills.

Do you have the money to pay that bill?

Is that possible?

My credit rating was already at the bottom anyway, and my credit rating wouldn’t drop any further if I made a bad bill, so I just gave up.

At the same time, it also lowered the favorability of female workers.

Ah, what a beautiful life!

Giggling.

“Now, call the girl! Because I’m going to have fun!”

Wait, lady.

Yoo-gye, the crazy guy from this floor, is leaving!