episode_0052

No matter what happens, the sun rises and the sun sets without fail.

The Red Flower Tower was no exception.

Just a week ago, there was such a shocking incident, but the morning at the Red Flower Tower was peaceful.

“Sigh.”

Sitting and staring blankly at the sky, the first-class priestess Pung let out a small sigh.

Since then, somehow her enthusiasm for life had plummeted.

To think that the admired Lujoo had been defiled by such a despicable man.

Yes, he was the worst kind of man.

Since then, in Pung’s mind, the Golden Dragon General had become synonymous with negativity, beasts, demons, and devils… anything with a bad connotation.

To be forced upon by such a despicable being.

Everyone said that Lujoo had surrendered completely to the Golden Dragon General’s restrained desires and debauchery, but… it didn’t matter what those people said.

In her mind, it was already a fact that Lujoo had been forced upon.

“Ugh… but I still have work to do.”

Pung stood up and picked up a large bundle next to her.

She didn’t know what was inside, but it was heavy enough for her to struggle as she moved with it.

She headed towards the seventh floor.

Where Lujoo resided.

Arriving at the seventh floor, Pung cautiously spoke.

“Lujoo, I’ve brought the blanket.”

“Come in.”

“Yes.”

Opening the door, Pung entered.

Lujoo was as usual… no, wait?!

Pung’s eyes widened.

A short red skirt that showed half of her thighs.

The nightmare-inducing outfit from back then.

Lujoo was wearing that outfit.

…It felt like a mental shock was about to hit.

“Put it over there.”

Her voice was still elegant and gentle.

Tears seemed to well up.

“Yes, yes!”

Trying to control her emotions, Pung placed the bundle next to Lujoo.

“Can you pour out the contents on the table?”

“Yes, Lujoo.”

Pung untied the bundle and poured its contents onto the table.

Shhh!

Something spilled out.

It wasn’t a blanket.

Pieces of paper.

They were all different sizes, but they were definitely pieces of paper with something written on them.

“Thank you.”

Eunhwayoung said.

This was the information they had been waiting for from Haomun.

More specifically, information from the priestesses.

The word “blanket” was just a code word and nothing more.

“W-What are you talking about, Lu… Eek?!”

Pung, who was about to receive the usual response, screamed in horror and unknowingly whimpered.

Her eyes widened as if they were about to pop out.

“Why are you acting like that?”

“N-No, no, no, no, no! I-I’ll, I’ll go check!”

With a bright red face, Pung rushed out.

She closed the door and quickly ran down to the first floor.

“Ugh… Ugh….”

She was out of breath, but that wasn’t the problem right now.

“D-Did I, did I really see that? Th-That, that…?”

What she accidentally saw inside the short skirt.

The hidden darkness covered in a silver conspiracy.

…There was no hiding place.

It was blatantly visible.

In this world.

In this world. In this world. In this world.

That Lujoo… no matter how much it was her personal space… with no hiding place… wearing such a short skirt… Ughhh….

She was too shocked to even cry.

Lujoo had changed.

She had definitely changed.

‘…S-She’s become lewd.’

But why.

That lewd feeling from that Lujoo, different from before… idiot!

Thud!

Pung hit her own head with her fist.

She couldn’t lose her mind.

She had to keep her eyes wide open so that the man, who was a beast himself, wouldn’t do worse things.

But…

Every time she thought of Lujoo, the image of Lujoo’s hidden darkness she had seen earlier kept coming to mind.

Pung’s face turned bright red.

“Ugh… I don’t know. This head! This stupid head!”

Thud thud!

On that day, the wind emptied three pitchers of alcohol in my stomach.

***

Among the information gathered by the Haomun, the nuns’ information was crucial.

No matter how stoic a man may be, his heart tends to loosen up when he drinks or flirts with the nuns.

Therefore, the nuns who serve alcohol and entertain at night were able to obtain deeper information.

The place where these nuns were particularly active was Hangju.

The information gathered there was first collected at the Jukhwaru in Hangju before being relayed to the Haomun headquarters.

There, the branch manager Eun Hwayoung would classify the information.

From urgent or valuable information to unreliable and worthless information.

Today, she was once again engaged in this classification work.

As a talented woman, the task did not take as long as expected.

Normally, the work would have been almost finished here.

However, for her at this moment, there was a much more important task than the Haomun’s work.

The mission given by the master.

“Chunyeo, will you diligently fulfill the mission given by the master today?”

With determined eyes, Eun Hwayoung placed the brush she had been using next to her and raised it to the writing desk.

She spread out the paper and ground the ink on the inkstone.

She intended to report the important information received today to her master in writing.

The means of delivery was a black letter.

The most secretive means of communication in the world, ensuring that no one would ever suspect.

If Haomun were to find out, it would be a disaster of epic proportions.

But what could she do?

No one could have imagined that Juk Anyo-ho, who held a significant position even within Haomun, would use a black letter to secretly pass on information to someone.

This was simply a disaster that had to be endured.

“Alright then.”

Having finished grinding the ink, Eun Hwayoung lowered her skirt.

It was a short skirt designed for this moment.

It was easy to put on and take off.

Her naked lower body was exposed without any hesitation.

The same appearance that the wind had seen.

This was also a choice made for comfort.

She climbed onto the writing desk in that state.

And she raised the brush to write on the paper.

Being well-versed in calligraphy and having a natural talent for it, she was confident in her ability to write.

That’s why she used a fine brush.

This way, she could write more content.

“Today, faster.”

She muttered to herself as if making a promise.

The writing was always in regular script.

A strict order from the master.

She had been writing in regular script for almost a week now, in obedience to that order.

But at first, it was unfamiliar and took a long time to complete the work.

She felt nothing but shame for her inadequacy.

However, she definitely had a talent for using her body.

After a few days, her speed noticeably increased.

Her handwriting became more refined and presentable.

It was hard to believe that she had written in regular script.

She could definitely be considered a talented calligrapher at her peak.

It was ridiculous how her talent for calligraphy was being utilized, but she was satisfied with it.

“Sigh.”

After dipping the brush in ink and taking a short breath, Eun Hwayoung finally started moving the brush.

The important information was already ingrained in her mind from the classification earlier.

She had memorized it while sorting.

She was indeed a talented woman, Eun Hwayoung.

She wrote diligently with her bare buttocks swaying.

The plump and elastic movement of her buttocks would make any man feel an irresistible urge to touch them if he saw them.

And another sensation that was immediately felt.

Fast.

Very fast.

It was as if she was writing with her hands, that’s how fast she was.

If Bang So-un had seen it, he would have been amazed and delighted.

“Is there really a woman with such talent in this world?”

Sweep, sweep, sweep!

Sweep, sweep, sweep, sweep!

Truly a masterpiece.

And it’s not with hands, but with eyes.

How should I even begin to express this?

In any case, there was no doubt that it was a scene both lewd and magnificent.

And so, Eun Hwayoung tirelessly worked for her master.

***

“Whew… this is finally done.”

She had transferred all the information she had received today onto a new piece of paper.

No matter how skilled Eun Hwayoung was, it was still a difficult task, as sweat dripped down her entire body.

She roughly wiped away the sweat with a cloth.

She still hadn’t put on her clothes.

There was still work to be done.

As expected, it was a task assigned by her master.

Regarding the slave register.

Her own slave register had not yet been fully filled out.

Recording the extensive personal details of the slave girls was not an easy task.

No, it was a task so difficult that it made her feel sorry for her master.

Eun Hwayoung still remembered.

The time when her master meticulously measured her body.

It wasn’t just measuring the chest, waist, and hips.

The length of the nipples, the length of the erect nipples, the length of the clitoris, the length of the erect clitoris, the length of the vagina entrance, the depth of the vagina, the length of the anus entrance, the distance between the vagina and anus…

Her master’s efforts at that time were indescribable.

For her, all she had to do was strip naked and assume the positions as commanded.

And on top of that, she had to find a skilled artist to draw five pictures: one full-body drawing with clothes, one face drawing, one backside drawing, one vagina drawing, and one full nude drawing… It was an exhausting task.

The only fortunate thing was that she could help with at least one of those tasks.

That was the command her master had given her.

Count the number of pubic hairs and report back.

“Let’s finish it all in one day.”

When she submitted the report on pubic hairs in this black book, her master would surely be very pleased.

Thinking about that, a smile formed on Eun Hwayoung’s lips.

Sitting down, she gracefully bowed her head towards her pubic hair, bringing her face close.

And then, she widened her red eyes.

As if she wouldn’t miss a single strand of pubic hair.

“One, two, three, four…”

In the seventh floor of the Red Flower Pavilion, only the sound of Eun Hwayoung counting pubic hairs could be heard for a while.

***

“Tsk, even the greatest enemy of the world has become just a woman.”

A sharp-faced middle-aged man muttered, clicking his tongue.

Interestingly, the man’s left hand only had two fingers.

This middle-aged man was none other than No Deokcheon, the current head of the Haomun.

No Deokcheon was truly a legendary figure in the gambling world.

He had gambled with the gambling king of the time and lost all his money, even wagering his fingers, but managed to win once against all odds.

Although three of his left fingers had been cut off, he had earned the glorious title of the only gambler to defeat the gambling king.

“What do you mean by that?”

A woman with a stern face asked.

She was the Iron-hearted Granny, who had once been the representative nun of the previous generation.

Now, she was stuck in the temple, living a quiet life.

“Any woman who becomes a woman will naturally lose her sharpness. Don’t you know that?”

No Deokcheon retorted.

But the woman, who had climbed to the position of the nun representative with nothing but a heart as strong as iron, could not back down from such words.

“Goodness, your heart is twisted. If a nun finds a man, it’s a good thing. Why are you talking nonsense?”

“Ah, that’s why I can’t discuss important matters with nuns who have never experienced risking their lives in gambling.”

No Deokcheon shook his head.

“Have you ever slept with a man, Miss Head Nun?”

Cheolsim Papa blurted out abruptly.

“Why would I try to seduce a man?”

“I’ve done it before.”

“That’s your business!”

“I can’t have a conversation with those gambling fools who haven’t even tried to seduce a man.”

“….”

No Deokcheon was speechless, as if he couldn’t believe what he was hearing.

Then he spoke again.

“Enough. Let’s go.”

“What?”

“The female representative. Someone other than Jeok An Yoho.”

“Is there anyone suitable?”

“Well….”

Suddenly, No Deokcheon was speechless again.

He had yelled out without thinking, but no one came to mind as he pondered.

“Hwayoung, those kids who can become like cats. An extraordinary child who excels in appearance, intelligence, and martial arts. Do you think any successor would not be attracted to her?”

Cheolsim Papa strongly asserted.

Because it was true.

The female representative with the highest beauty, exceptional intelligence that could read dozens of lines in one breath, and top-notch martial arts skills was undoubtedly a once-in-two-hundred-years phenomenon.

“Um… well, let’s just go. Let’s just go.”

In the end, No Deokcheon gave up and said so.

Because not a single woman came to mind who was better than Eun Hwayoung, who had become a woman.

Thus, the discussion about Eun Hwayoung’s position was quickly dropped before it even became a debate.

***

“Euch.”

Eun Hwayoung, who was diligently counting her pubic hairs, coughed.

…Who’s talking behind my back?

No, that’s not the issue. I forgot about that.

Ah, I have to start counting from three hundred again.

With a distressed expression, Eun Hwayoung began counting her pubic hairs from three hundred again.

…That’s exactly what the miraculous child of the martial arts world, who excelled in appearance, intelligence, and martial arts as Cheolsim Papa strongly mentioned, is doing right now.

Ignorance is bliss.

There probably wasn’t a more fitting situation than this right now.

If Cheolsim Papa had seen this, he would have dropped dead from shock.

And so, another day in the martial arts world passed peacefully.