episode_0017

Cheonmasingyo Sacheon Branch, Sacheon Branch.

Sacheon Buntaju and Jang Mu-gyeong were satisfied with the positions they were given.

Even though his ranking within the school is outside the top 1,000, his personal attack is at a level that is just barely enough to be considered a master in the martial arts world.

After moving through various external positions, he finally settled on the position of Sacheon Branch Leader of the Cheonmasingyo.

Hiccup.

But Jang Mu-gyeong was hiccuping.

Jang Mu-kyung, who has lived a little over forty years and has a happy family with a fox-like husband and rabbit-like children, considers herself to be a successful person and is satisfied with her life.

As a Jang Mu-gyeong with a small bowl, the moment I saw the object in front of me, I would hiccup naturally regardless of my mood or thoughts.

“Mu, Mukryongpae… … .”

Jang Mu-gyeong muttered as he looked at the dragon-engraved tablet in front of him.

Judging from the fact that it was not pitch-black but a slightly lighter color, it was clearly not the Black Dragon Badge, which was the religious item of the cult leader, but the Silver Dragon Badge, which symbolized the authority of the cult leader.

Moreover, the appearance of the woman sitting in front of him, holding a teacup naturally, was identical to the appearance of the cult leader that Jang Mu-gyeong knew, unless she was wearing a face mask.

“I come to see the little sect leader!”

As soon as he encountered the walking disaster known as the Little Sect Leader, who had suddenly appeared in Bunta, Jang Mu-gyeong fell flat on his face and prostrated himself.

“It seems like you haven’t heard anything from the school. Didn’t they contact you that your daughter has come to the world of martial arts?”

“… … I’m sorry, but I haven’t received any contact. So, please be generous and considerate of my lack of preparation. ”

Jang Mu-gyeong, who had not finished speaking, trailed off, and Yu Ye-hyang, who had put down her teacup, chuckled.

“I didn’t come all the way here to do something bothersome like an inspection, I just stopped by on my way out of the world, so you don’t have to worry about it. I just plan on staying here for a few days. Is that okay?”

Yu Ye-hyang’s red eyes, which had returned to the polite speech she usually used, rather than the informal speech she used when she was alone with Yeon-jin, stared at the prostrate Jang Mu-gyeong.

It sounds nice to ask the doctor if it’s okay, but the underlying meaning is more like, “Just know it like that.”

However, the position of the leader of the Cheonmasingyo sect had the power to make that possible.

Jang Mu-gyeong, who had no ambition or greed and prioritized self-preservation, could only give a set answer while swallowing a cry inwardly at the sudden disaster.

“… … Of course. I will temporarily give you the best room, so please stay comfortably. I will also assign a room to your escort.”

“There’s no need for that. One room is enough.”

“Yes?”

“This woman doesn’t like to be told twice.”

Jang Mu-gyeong, who had raised his head absentmindedly, nodded his head sharply again and looked down at the floor as soon as he met the cold red eyes.

One room is enough.

Jang Mu-gyeong, who was mulling over those words, recalled the first time Yu Ye-hyang had come to see him. The person who seemed to be his escort was definitely a boy.

I guessed that he was an escort since he was accompanied by Yu Ye-hyang, but I didn’t know his exact identity, but it was certain that he was a boy of similar age to the young cult leader.

And the same room.

“Huh!”

Jang Mu-gyeong swallowed his breath.

I don’t remember hearing anything like the rumors about the cult’s male wanderings, but I instinctively felt that it would be a bad idea to think deeply about it.

Yu Ye-hyang, who had been looking down at Jang Mu-gyeong with cold eyes for a moment, naturally rested her chin on the table in the office of the head of the department and looked down at Jang Mu-gyeong and asked.

“Let’s handle that. One more thing, I have a question.”

“Hehe, feel free to ask questions.”

Jang Mu-gyeong, still lying flat on his stomach, rubbed his palms with a cowardly face and smiled like a typical traitor.

Yoo Ye-hyang, who had been looking at Jang Mu-gyeong with an indifferent expression, paused for a moment and then asked cautiously.

“Have there ever been any bad rumors about the male wanderings of the poisonous dragon in Sacheon?”

* * *

After the conversation that completely stole Jang Mu-gyeong’s heart, Yu Ye-hyang’s steps were light as she returned to the best lodging in Sacheon Bunta that Jang Mu-gyeong had guided her to.

Jang Moo-kyung made a dumbfounded expression at the unexpected question, then replied that he at least did not remember hearing such a rumor.

Rather, it was said that the character of Sogaju and Dangryeong, which was not typical of the Tang family, was widely praised throughout the Sacheon region.

The prince was just a kind person.

It meant that he didn’t have any ill intentions toward Yeonjin and was not doing her any favors.

Judging from the situation and the look on her face, she could guess that it wasn’t true, but with this confirmation, Yu Ye-hyang was able to shed a layer of the burden on her mind that had been a thorn in her eye.

“There’s no reason to sweep away the Tang family later.”

Yu Ye-hyang muttered softly.

If he had impure intentions even though he was watching from the side with his eyes wide open, he would have received the price from the party leader in some way later.

The price, most likely, would have been the destruction of the Sacheondangmun clan and the life of the Tangling himself.

“How could she miss out on this second chance?”

Yu Ye-hyang muttered, laughing softly.

It was a second chance, gained after experiencing the inexplicable miracle of regression.

So it’s not overprotective. It’s reasonable behavior from her perspective, knowing the future.

Moreover, she hated having something taken away from her that she thought was hers.

“Did you have a good conversation?”

“Then. I finished it quickly because I thought our Jinah might be waiting.”

Upon returning to the accommodation, Yeonjin stopped wiping the blade with an oiled rag and greeted Yu Yehyang.

Yu Ye-hyang, who had been speaking to Jang Mu-gyeong in a friendly and informal tone, was nowhere to be seen, and sat down next to him with the hem of her magnificent palace robe fluttering in the wind.

“Let’s stay here for seven days and nights. The Buntaju readily gave us a room, so I think that’ll be enough for you to learn the basics of the Heavenly Demonic Art.”

“Well, I’ll do whatever my sister tells me to do. But would seven days and nights be enough?”

“Since you’re literally just laying the groundwork, wouldn’t that be enough?”

Yu Ye-hyang added, responding in a nonchalant tone.

“Just remember this. You change one thing for another. When you start getting started, you will understand what I mean.”

“Exchange one for another… … .”

Yeonjin muttered, still not understanding the meaning.

Yu Ye-hyang chuckled and laughed because she found the look of deep thought in her eyes adorable.

The secret recipe for the Heavenly Demonic Art that she gave is different from the original currently in the church.

It can be said to be an improved version that was woven with future experiences based on the original, so it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the essence that Yu Ye-hyang built up over a dozen years before returning.

Also, it is safe to say that she is a new and improved version of the Heavenly Horse Art that has been improved in her hands.

I wasn’t worried because I knew that Yeonjin’s five senses weren’t stupid. On the contrary, she was quite intelligent when it came to martial arts, so once she started learning, she would understand the meaning without difficulty.

That’s why Yu Ye-hyang, who had put aside her worries, reached out to Yeon-jin, who was still lost in thought.

“… … ?”

“Catch it.”

Yeonjin blinked her eyes as if asking what that meant.

Instead, what returned was Yu Ye-hyang’s Chae-geun.

When Yeonjin, who had been urged to do so, grabbed his hand absentmindedly, Yu Yehyang, who had helped Yeonjin up, reached out her hand to the incense bag that had been placed on one side.

The sachet that had floated up naturally reached her waist, and the attached string was tied around her waist to make a knot.

Although he was a high-level Heo Gong-seop, he was not satisfied with just holding hands with Yu Ye-hyang, who had used her skills to hang incense bags, and naturally linked arms with him and spoke.

“But since we’ve come all the way to Sacheon, wouldn’t it be nice to take a day to look around the city? Don’t forget that we’re just out on a journey to the world of martial arts.”

“Well, you can do simple training at school, right? Then, would you like to take a look around today?”

Humans tend to become desensitized to repeated stimulation.

Even though Yu Ye-hyang suddenly linked arms with her, Yeon-jin, who had been looking at her indifferently, spoke as if she was looking forward to it.

Actually, I haven’t been able to look around because I’ve been busy moving around. When you say “going to Gangho,” isn’t it basically more of a sightseeing trip?

Moreover, since Chengdu was the capital of the old Shu Han Dynasty, there were many places to see, including the Wuhou Temple.

“… … Ahem. Okay, let’s do that.”

Even though they linked arms, this time there was not even a small flinching reaction. Rather, it was Yoo Ye-hyang who blushed first when she saw Yeon-jin, who was linking arms with him and answering calmly.

At first, I was so embarrassed that I would even try to hold hands or hug without thinking, but now I’m able to do those things without any difficulty.

However, whenever that happened, she would only see reactions of embarrassment or shame, and if she responded naturally like that, Yu Ye-hyang would feel at a loss about what to do.

Yu Ye-hyang, who had been coughing for no reason, took a step forward and leaned against him, feeling the warmth coming from their slightly touching arms.

‘No matter what, the boy… … .’

Even if you say you’re used to it now and react indifferently, normally, when you cross your arms like this, isn’t it the man who feels embarrassed?

If you were to ask what being manly is, it would be difficult to define it precisely, but it was certain that it was at least different from the reaction Yeonjin was showing right now.

Of course, I knew about Yeonjin’s personality since I had been through regression, but I guess I miss that innocent reaction from the beginning a little bit.

“… … Ugh.”

As I leaned forward, my head tilted slightly toward Yu Ye-hyang. When I turned my head, I met Yeon-jin’s black eyes, staring intently at me, wondering what she was thinking.

Yu Ye-hyang hurriedly turned her head and fanned her face with her hand to cool it down.

I had never experienced this before, so I didn’t know, but I thought that I would become weaker when I was pushed back.