episode_0071

Outside the Unjung Pavilion, makeshift tents were lined up for patients to spend the night.

Among them, there was a tent isolated in the corner where Akbulbeom was.

Akbulbeom sat still with his eyes closed, practicing his breathing technique.

Breathing exercises were originally done to refine one’s internal energy.

However, his body was not in such a state.

It was in such disarray that normal breathing was impossible.

Therefore, his current breathing was merely to check the faint movements of energy.

While also examining his physical condition.

But it was always the same.

Deteriorating day by day.

“Hmm.”

Akbulbeom opened his closed eyes.

He sensed someone approaching.

Soon, hurried footsteps approached the tent.

Creak.

The one who entered through the tent’s door was Lady Yang Yeonhwi.

“Master, the pharmacist has brought the medicine.”

Lady Yang Yeonhwi’s face was filled with joy after a long time.

“You’ve worked hard.”

“No need to mention it. Let’s take the medicine quickly, Master.”

In her haste, Lady Yang Yeonhwi took out a container with medicine and water from her bosom.

A bitter black medicine.

It didn’t look like much on the surface.

But since it was a medicine concocted by the pharmacist, it was undoubtedly a special medicine.

“Here goes.”

Akbulbeom swallowed the medicine with the water.

It tasted bitter.

The saying that bitter medicine is good medicine seemed to hold true.

“How do you feel?”

Lady Yang Yeonhwi asked with an expectant and trembling voice.

“How can I know so quickly?”

Akbulbeom chuckled.

“Ah… well, I mean, the pharmacist was in a hurry so…”

“More importantly.”

“Yes, yes.”

“Was everything okay at the Unjung Pavilion?”

Akbulbeom changed his expression and asked.

It was natural for a husband to worry if something troublesome had happened.

“Oh, there was nothing to worry about. I just painted a picture.”

“Is that so?”

“Yes, Master.”

Judging by Lady Yang Yeonhwi’s reaction, it seemed like nothing out of the ordinary had occurred.

If that was the case, then it was a relief.

Of course, it was only the first day, so he would have to continue monitoring the situation.

“Alright then. If anything happens, be sure to tell me immediately.”

“I understand, Master.”

Lady Yang Yeonhwi smiled.

“Please also pay close attention to your own physical condition, Master. If you feel unwell, let me know right away. I will inform the doctor immediately.”

“Got it.”

***

The next day, his steps were lighter than the first day.

Akbulbeom, who checked his physical condition with breathing exercises, noticed a slight improvement.

Indeed, the pharmacist’s medicine had an effect.

If things continued like this.

If it continued like this, he would surely get better.

Thud.

Lady Yang Yeonhwi entered that room again.

***

A mirror was visible.

A large mirror.

His reflection was visible in it.

His figure standing with arms weakly by his sides.

There were several differences from usual.

Clouded and hazy eyes.

Lips slightly parted, lacking their usual firmness.

An expression that seemed absent-minded and devoid of spirit.

The collar of his robe was half undone, revealing a prominent collarbone between his large chest.

His skirt was lifted up to his thighs, showing smooth and alluring curves.

A far cry from the usual modest appearance of a lady.

Rather, it was closer to a seductive appearance.

But there was nothing strange about it.

It was the pose he had taken to be drawn for the Golden Dragon Lord.

He just had to remember.

Remember clearly and draw exactly as he remembered.

“I remember… I remember… I remember… I remember… I remember….”

An emotionless voice flowed from his lips.

There was no need to worry.

It was natural to repeat it aloud until the memory was exact.

“I remember….”

There.

Now, it was time to draw the painting.

“Your expression is quite peculiar. What kind of expression is that?”

I don’t like being disturbed while drawing.

But I can’t help it.

The other party is a supervisor sent by the Golden Dragon Master.

I can only respond to the supervisor’s words politely and honestly.

“It’s a hypnotized expression.”

Hypnotized.

A state of losing consciousness that only women fall into.

That’s the expression the Golden Dragon Master wanted in the self-portrait.

So I had no choice but to fall into it obediently.

Anyway, thanks to that, I was able to capture a good expression, so it was fortunate.

“I see. It’s a very good expression, isn’t it?”

I wholeheartedly agreed with the supervisor’s words.

“Hehe. Yes, it is.”

I nodded with a smile.

What I especially liked were the cloudy eyes.

It was a very good eye that clearly showed the loss of consciousness.

A facial expression that I would never see under normal circumstances.

Maybe that’s why I was drawn to it.

“Oh, please make sure to depict the saliva flowing from the mouth as well.”

The supervisor pointed out.

But it was a detail that didn’t need to be pointed out.

“Yes, of course.”

What the Golden Dragon Master wanted was a realistic self-portrait.

So there was no way to omit something like saliva.

The saliva that accumulated in the mouth and flowed down the chin unnecessarily dripped onto the oversized breast.

The breast was so large that it became like a saliva receptacle.

It wasn’t bad.

The supervisor had informed me that the Golden Dragon Master liked her oversized breasts, so if I could emphasize them naturally without exaggeration, it was quite good.

I paid more attention to the breast as the saliva continued to drip down.

“Do you usually expose yourself like this?”

“No.”

It was absurd to expose oneself to this extent.

It was already nerve-wracking enough that the collarbone was exposed, let alone the breasts that were already a concern.

The skirt that went up to the thighs was the same.

It was unimaginable to dress so embarrassingly, whether outside or inside.

“But you accepted it willingly.”

“It’s a self-portrait for the Golden Dragon Master. I have to do it as she wishes.”

“Aren’t you embarrassed?”

“A little embarrassed. But isn’t duty more important?”

Personal feelings and duty.

Here, duty was definitely more important.

Drawing a picture for the Golden Dragon Master was the most important task.

“Haha, duty, huh. Good. Then I won’t disturb you anymore, so finish the voluptuous self-portrait well.”

“Yes, of course.”

Now I could fully concentrate on the drawing.

I raised my concentration and moved the brush.

***

“Phew.”

I caught my breath.

I finished the coloring for now.

I was pleased with the drawing.

I had put a lot of effort into depicting the cloudy eyes and the exposed breastbone, and they both turned out well, so I was relieved.

“Oh, excellent. It’s great, I like it.”

The supervisor exclaimed with a satisfied expression.

I felt relieved.

But not all the work was completely finished yet.

“Thank you. But there’s still work left to do.”

“I know, I know. Stay optimistic.”

“Yes.”

“Then finish it up.”

The supervisor’s expression became playful.

I don’t know why.

But anyway, once I finished the work, that was it for me.

I picked up the optimistic brush.

But I was stuck from the beginning.

It was the place to write the pen name, Hwaseon.

But beyond being overwhelmed, it felt like I couldn’t write such a word in front of the Golden Dragon Master.

Daring to write the word ‘Seon(仙)’ in front of the Golden Dragon Master was simply unacceptable.

“Hmm….”

As I pondered, a thought came to mind.

I immediately moved the brush.

– Hwanye (畵女).

Drawing a picture.

This is much better.

The word ‘nyeo (女)’ was the appropriate term in front of the Gyeongryongjangju.

I nodded in satisfaction.

Next, I wrote:

– Yang Yeon-hwi.

Name.

– Unjunggak.

Location drawn.

– Year Month Day.

Sun, moon, and day.

Up to this point, there was no problem.

Next was the reason for drawing.

It was the same part I wrote as a thank you last time.

But.

“…No, not quite.”

It didn’t sit well with me.

A token of gratitude.

It is indeed a token of gratitude, but it feels like something is missing.

A little more…

Ah.

A thought came to mind, and I wrote a single character.

– Nak (樂).

Joyful nak.

The subject is, of course, Gyeongryongjangju.

Meaning, it was drawn for the enjoyment of Gyeongryongjangju.

This should suffice.

A word that clearly conveys my feelings on this side, albeit briefly.

“Good.”

I nodded.

Now, all the worries are over.

The last thing to write is for whom the picture is intended.

There’s nothing to think about.

– Gyeongryongjangju.

Last time, I didn’t even know the theme and wrote ‘Gyeongryongjang’, but I won’t make such a ridiculous mistake again.

I definitely added the honorific ‘nim’.

She was someone who deserved such a title just for bestowing her grace upon me, a woman who draws pictures.

“Everything is done, Gamsigwan-nim.”

“Haha, your optimism has changed for the better.”

“Yes… I learned from my mistakes…”

I averted my gaze with a embarrassed expression.

“It’s okay, it’s okay. Everyone makes mistakes because we’re human. What’s important is whether you can correct them. In that regard, you’re doing great.”

“T-Thank you.”

“Well then, let’s wrap it up.”

“Huh?”

“[Head empty, milk go brr].”

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***

Thud.

The second picture was attached to the wall.

The first picture with a dignified posture and a natural smile.

The second picture standing blankly with hypnotized eyes.

The contrast in expressions alone was stark.

And then, the attire.

From a dignified and neat attire to a significantly more revealing and sensual attire.

Of course, nothing important was exposed.

But the appropriate exposure, combined with the blank expression, created a different kind of provocative allure, distinct from nudity.

“Nice.”

Bang So-woon smirked.

The contrast between a normal expression and a hypnotized expression was a must.

And by increasing the exposure in the attire, she added a spice to it.

That’s why a good picture that allows for more changes came out.

“Did you see Nakwon as well? It’s good too, isn’t it?”

Jang Il smirked.

Bang So-woon’s gaze turned to Nakwon below the picture.

And.

“Haha, indeed. It’s good, isn’t it?”

Bang So-woon smiled satisfactorily.

From Hwasun to Hwanye.

From Saeun to Nak.

From Gyeongryongjang to Gyeongryongjang-nim.

It wasn’t a radical change.

But it was a change that clearly felt the decline.

“If a woman is a woman, she should definitely understand the theme a bit better.”

“If she’s a woman, that’s only natural.”

Jang Il grinned mischievously.

“Look forward to the next one, My Lord.”

“Of course.”

Bang So-woon knew that true enjoyment had not even begun.

Of course, such enjoyment was all part of the preparation.

For the last enjoyment of playing with a woman in front of that bastard.

‘I’m looking forward to that moment.’

A sly smile appeared on Bang So-woon’s lips.