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“Thank you for your hard work. Come quickly.”

Cheongyeon greeted the group with a face full of sorrow.

Even though he wore a white mask, which he had never worn before, he couldn’t hide his voice, which was full of pain.

Even though their words and actions were inconsistent, it was impossible for them to be this inconsistent, but no one cared.

There was no reason for Yoo Ye-hyang or Seo Cheon-woo to accept Cheong-yeon’s complaints.

In the end, the role of enduring the complaints of the talkative and unskilled Daehobeop, who was very upset that he ended up having to guard the house alone, naturally fell to Yeonjin.

“Okay, would you like to see this?”

Yeonjin proudly took out an old and worn-out knife from her bosom and held it out.

Even though the other person keeps mumbling and talking a lot, and even if you drop them in water, it seems like only their beak will float, and even if they don’t pay their respects, what can you do?

Mentally, it’s the person who needs to be consoled by someone who is more mature.

With that in mind, Cheongyeon’s eyes, which had been crossing her arms as if she was indifferent, sparkled beyond her mask.

“What is that?”

“It’s an emergency. I picked it up when I went to catch the human face pillar.”

“Coincidence!”

I went to catch a human face stick and found an old and worn-out secret weapon.

As Cheongyeon’s eyes naturally opened wide, the bulging anger in her stomach also subsided.

So Yeonjin took charge of Cheongyeon and explained for a long time about the things she had experienced.

When Bidong, who had gone to catch the Inmyeonjiju, reached the part where the ox had committed suicide in the Nanghogok Valley of Mt. Taesan almost a thousand years ago, Cheongyeon’s eyes widened.

“What a truly incredible coincidence. This is the first time I’ve learned that Hwangso is a master who is at least as good as Hwagyeong.”

“Right? But it would be a bit much to just take the martial arts secrets. So I just collected the remains and came back.”

“That’s not for me to nitpick. If Sohyeop wanted to do it, he would have done it. Well, would the world point fingers at him for collecting the remains of a thief who sold salt?”

Cheongyeon shrugged her shoulders.

Rather, he took off his mask and revealed his youthful face, and he poked Yeonjin’s side with a subtle smile.

“It looks like they had a blast. No wonder the rumor spread so quickly all the way to this island.”

“Huh?”

At Yeonjin’s question, which seemed to be asking what that meant, Cheongyeon covered her mouth and laughed.

“Isn’t it time for a nickname for the small group? Black Giraffe, it’s not a nickname that a giraffe would normally be given to a man. A giraffe like this deserves to be called giraffe instead of a cool nickname like Black Phoenix or something.”

“Black giraffe? Me? This is my first time hearing about it?”

“Be proud. That’s enough to be called a black giraffe. There’s no reason for a boy to be called a phoenix.”

Cheongyeon giggled.

Black giraffe.

It is a nickname that began to spread throughout Hubei even before Yeonjin set off for Taishan.

Besides, aren’t the people arguing over whether the Black Kirin should defeat the Green Forest King?

Just as the saying goes, “When three people gather, they can create a tiger out of nothing,” rumors are inherently prone to exaggeration.

Anyone who knows the truth will know that it is ridiculous to think that Yeonjin defeated the King of Nokrim with just a little common sense, but the rumor spread like wildfire.

“What? A black giraffe?”

And then Seo Cheon-woo, who had been keeping his ears open, barged in.

Seo Cheon-woo muttered in a pitiful voice, holding the back of his neck as if his head was aching.

“What kind of nonsense is this? Of course, if you are a Shinkyo minion, you should start with the nickname of Sword Ghost, not Black Kirin!”

“Vice-Chancellor, what are you talking about? Black Giraffe is better than such an ugly nickname.”

“You punk, if you’re going to inherit the nickname of Nobu’s Sword Horse, wouldn’t it be more appropriate to be called Sword Ghost?”

“Even if you’re a mine, why do you have such an ugly nickname?”

Cheongyeon shook her head.

In the world, the nicknames Sword Ghost and Sword-crazy Ghost tended to be used as a previous stage of the nickname Sword Demon.

However, to Yeonjin, the nicknames ‘Black Giraffe’ and ‘Sword Ghost’ were both not so bad.

“Isn’t it okay to be a swordsman?”

“That’s just what Sohyeop says because he doesn’t know much about it.”

When he tried to suggest that it was okay to listen to the swordsman, Cheongyeon shook her head.

“The nickname Sword Ghost has a very ambiguous meaning.”

“Ambiguous meaning? What does it mean?”

“Sometimes, because they are so good at swordsmanship, they are given the nickname of “Ghost Swordsman.” Sometimes, they act like ghosts who are crazy about swords, so they become “Ghost Swordsman.” However, it is usually closer to a derogatory term.”

“The hand is cruel, what does that mean?”

Yeonjin tilted her head.

Of course, he is called a swordsman because he has ghost-like swordsmanship.

As Yeonjin, who had been taking it in that sense, she did not quite understand the part about it being a derogatory term.

Seo Cheon-woo, who would be sad if he were told to come second in terms of experience, answered instead.

“He’s a crazy guy who swings his sword around, so he’s a guy who holds a grudge and might fall down and die at any moment. He’s a guy who’ll soon die and become a ghost, so he’s a swordsman. That’s probably what it means.”

“Aha.”

“If a guy like that survives, he’ll become a blacksmith. Just like Nobu.”

Seo Cheon-woo shrugged his shoulders.

Seo Cheon-woo is now not even worth his age, has gone through a complete transformation, and has the appearance of a child, making anachronistic remarks.

However, he was not a peerless master who reached the highest level of the highest level for nothing, and when the Demonic Cult was attempting to conquer the Central Plains, he was called by the nickname of Sword Demon in the Central Plains, expressing both awe and hatred for the sword.

He is a living witness to the existence that was born after the swordsman fought through the Asura.

Seo Cheon-woo, whose eyes had become ruminating on the past, chuckled.

“Come to think of it, it’s been a long time since Nobu was called the Sword Demon.”

“Well, think about the age of the vice-religionist. People tend to become more emotional as they grow older. So please, don’t talk about your childhood in moderation.”

“You damn punk? How much difference are you from Nobu that you can talk nonsense like that?”

Black giraffe is better, black ghost is better.

It was a conversation between two people bickering over Yeonjin’s nickname.

But when the fire started in a strange place and started growling again, Yeonjin turned her head.

It was the wisdom of life that I had acquired over time.

“Who is telling whom to think about age?”

If Yeonjin were to name the two people who are the worst at paying their age, the names of Cheongyeon and Seocheonwoo would immediately come up.

* * *

A serious problem arose.

As for me, I was comfortably flying around in my sister’s arms, so I didn’t really feel any hangover, but anyway, I thought about it when I went into my bedroom after washing up early and turning off the lights to get rid of the hangover.

So what kind of relationship should we call this?

First of all, my sister and I sleep in the same bed.

Sharing the same bed has long been considered the ultimate sign of trust.

Just now, Dong Zhuo tried to kill Cao Cao by stabbing him while he was napping in the Chilseongbo.

As you become defenseless when you sleep, sharing a bed is both a metaphorical expression and the ultimate act of trust you are sending to that person.

Of course, I have no reason to do that, but even if I had bad intentions, would that be possible?

Anyway, and crucially.

“Did you kiss too?”

Thinking back now, it was definitely something I should have reflected on.

Where are the lips of another woman?

At that time, I was a little angry, and I felt a subtle sense of guilt, but I got caught up in the atmosphere and exploded when that happened.

Let’s put aside whether this is a world where gender is reversed or not, because it doesn’t matter.

Since I’m not some kind of eunuch and a pretty girl said she liked me, there was no way I wouldn’t feel good about it, so it seemed like it was a two-way street.

But the final confirmation process, confession, was not done.

The current relationship was truly delicate.

“Hmm… … .”

I sat on the bed with my arms crossed and thought.

Actually, there’s no rule that says you have to go through the verbal confirmation process. Most of the relationships I’ve had so far, or the few experiences I’ve had in my past life, have been like that.

If you got caught up in the atmosphere there and did a lip smacking, wouldn’t that already be considered a stamp of approval?

But since they haven’t gone through the age-old process of verbal confirmation that has continued throughout human history, isn’t it still at the stage where they can say they’re dating?

It’s a difficult problem.

I couldn’t cut the intricately tangled knot with a knife, and I wasn’t the conqueror of the Western Admiral, so I couldn’t make a clear conclusion.

If this were a problem that I could solve on my own, I would come to a conclusion whichever was more convenient, but defining a relationship requires at least an implicit agreement between the two.

In a dark room with the lights off, Eun-kyung was lying across from the bed, which was spacious enough for two people.

And then I looked at myself in the mirror with a very worried expression on my face and said,

“But if you think about it, isn’t this cohabitation?”

Look, that’s right.

Do you share the same space?

yes.

Are you dating or at least close to it?

yes.

It’s cohabitation.

It’s a cohabitation that you can’t take or leave out.

Starting a relationship by living together before even dating is something that should never happen.

I don’t know about anything else, but living together before dating is something that is strangely impossible for my conservative views on love.

So, I guess we should just date.

If we had kissed, it would have been almost over, you know.

Even if the tongue wasn’t inserted, the lip-stamping was an excessive amount of communication that could take place between a teacher and a student.

It’s not for nothing that the maid and the sheep fell in forbidden love.

It’s something that Yang-gwa, who wandered the Central Plains for a long time for the sake of forbidden love and even cut off one of his arms, would be upset to hear.

“Then… … .”

I heard a noise from the hallway, as if my sister was coming back from washing up.

Since I had roughly concluded that they were dating, I had to continue what I had been thinking about while returning to Seomseo Bunta.

This is a world where the roles of men and women have been reversed.

As someone who has vivid memories of my past life, I feel a strong sense of rejection, but for now, I’m playing a role similar to my girlfriend from my past life.

I don’t mean to act cute or anything, but since I’ve received something from you so far, I feel like I should repay you as a human and not a beast.

I slowly got up and lit the candle.

Of course, I don’t know how to use advanced techniques like Sammaejinhwa, so I’ll use Hwaseopja.

And, leaving only one candle burning, I quickly climbed onto the bed before the door opened.

Pulling the blanket up to my chin, I clasped my hands together in a somewhat reserved manner.

“Jin-ah, I’ve been waiting for you for a long time… … Huh?”

And the moment the door opens, a panicked voice is heard.

Up to this point, everything went according to plan.

Well, I set the table for you, so you know what to do.