episode_0321

I taught Kim Sa-rang how to study.

And the conclusion we reached.

Should I go home?

“Ms. Kim Sa-rang.”

“Please call me Sword Ghost.”

“Mr. Sword, let’s stop here for today. It’s a holiday.”

“Next week isn’t the promotion test. Could you please give me a little more time?”

5:30 p.m.

The sky began to turn red.

It’s raining on the worksheet on the desk.

The sky, which only got dark at 7 o’clock in the summer, was already sunset.

The gradually getting sooner sunset planted impatience in Eunha’s heart, and it became a small stress that made the corners of her mouth twitch.

Pat pat.

Let me say this in advance: Kim Sa-rang tried hard.

Today, Kim Sa-rang was a farmer who planted seeds, and Eun-ha was a cow who helped her plow the field.

If there’s one minor problem, it’s that Kim Sa-rang’s field is made up of 100% rocks, making it impossible to plant seeds.

The plow wouldn’t go in.

“Why do you need to calculate mana concentration? In [Crack Field], all you have to do is catch monsters…”

“It’s to estimate the level of [Crack Field].”

“Why do monsters have scientific names other than their names?”

“Okay… Okay, write down three edible [crack field] plants that you memorized earlier.”

“Your Majesty…”

How many times have I heard my voice, which had already degenerated into the sound of a puppy’s cry?

Eun-ha, who noticed that Kim Sa-rang’s brain cells were at their limit, finished her dental tutoring today.

“You did well enough. It’s only the first day of tutoring. Even if it’s not today, let’s study together whenever you come to work at the cafe.”

Kim Sa-rang, the only daughter of [Changcheon Sword Master], stands in front of a rain-soaked workbook.

Eun-ha pats her as she pouts like a puppy that got wet from the rain.

“That’s enough studying for today. Eunha needs to rest too.”

“Your Majesty…”

“You can’t pretend to be pretty.”

Kim Sa-rang’s room is strangely ordinary, except for the martial arts comics that fill the bookshelf.

Guild leader Kim Ha-yang, who was lying on the bed and sleeping under the blanket, gets up unsteadily and stops Kim Sa-rang.

“Wow…”

The stray dog, Jjong-i, who had been lying quietly on Kim Ha-yang’s stomach, also struggles to get up and lets out a small cry.

Only then did Kim Sa-rang put down her mechanical pencil.

She gets up from her desk and takes the lottery ticket towards Eunha, expressing her gratitude.

“I’m sorry for only showing you my ugly side, and thank you, Eunha Doryeo. I am very grateful for your help.”

“I’m glad I could study while doing other things. If you have any questions, feel free to ask.”

“But who is Seong-eun?”

“I was wrong.”

“Um… But, why are you in my room all day? Aren’t you busy?”

Kim Ha-yang carefully held Jong-i, who was writhing on the bed, and placed him on the floor.

She caresses her daughter’s cheek while adjusting her pure white uniform that was soaked with sweat and tears.

“Guild leader. It’s me.”

“I see. This one is softer, so I didn’t realize it.”

Kim Ha-yang, who caressed Malang Eun-ha instead of Kim Sa-rang, covers her reddened cheek with her hand.

“Since my family is gathered together for the first time in a while, I cancelled my guild schedule. It was nice to take a nap after a long time.”

“Family?”

“Thanks to the Milky Way.”

Jong-i, who had come down to the floor, wriggled his body at Eun-ha’s feet.

Was he trying to imprint a scent? Still, it seems like the first impression was good.

Galaxy smiled and brushed back her disheveled hair.

Black hair that resembles the night sky. Between them, the sunset-colored hair mixed in here and there caught the eye, and Kim Sa-rang, who was absentmindedly looking back at the galaxy, was immediately drawn to it.

“Ow…”

“Huh?”

“… … If you have time today, I would like you to spend the night in my room. I would like to take this opportunity to become closer to you.”

My true feelings come out in confusion.

Guild leader Kim Ha-yang cheers on her daughter, saying, “Cheer up!” at Kim Sa-rang’s suggestion.

He told me to stay overnight and go… Is that okay?

Eunha looked out the window at the sunset and smiled vaguely.

Last time I went to Bangul’s house to play, nothing happened, so I thought it would be okay, but

Whenever I think about the monsters that come visiting me, I can’t help but worry.

‘Still… I think it’ll be okay for a day or so.’

I look at the evening sky with the setting sun and ponder.

Actually, the ‘gray van’ broke down during the last night’s guard duty, so I had to get a ride in Banharin’s car.

I can’t call you to pick me up because I’m going back home at this hour.

Galaxy, who had thought about it that far, nodded willingly.

I thought it was easy.

It’s a long-awaited paid vacation. Sometimes, it would be good for your mental health to avoid ‘Saetbyeol Apartment’ and sleep over at someone else’s house.

Surely nothing could happen.

If you don’t feel like it, you can call the [blood donation bus] or something and go back home.

“Wow…”

What bothered me was Jong-i, who was lying on the floor and rubbing his head.

Absolutely not.

maybe.

… … .

… … .

“Have you had dinner, Miss? The weather has gotten a lot colder.”

“Hello, sir. Since it’s a large guild, the food at the cafeteria is also delicious.”

And then, after a while.

Eunha, who finished dinner at the guild building’s restaurant,

I found an elderly security guard sitting in front of the gate with a newspaper spread out on the floor, and I greeted him warmly and grabbed the back of his neck.

… … .

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※Guide to living safely at home※

4-4-4-4. We don’t like your sleepovers.

– But it doesn’t matter. The more territory the better.

– If you leave ‘Saetbyeol Apartment’ and live somewhere else, we can also make that place our new territory.

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It’s nothing.

Eunha just decided to stay overnight at Sarang’s house.

I really didn’t know you’d go to sleep,

After that, Eunha was caught by the mother and daughter who were somehow excited and chatted with them.

“Is Galaxy Yang preparing well for her promotion exam?”

“Yeah, what.”

“Starting with the C-level exam, you enter a pre-assigned [Crack Field] and carry out individual missions.”

“Yeah, what.”

“… … Just say it. If it’s a favor to you, Eunha Yang, I’ll put someone in the [Crack Field] in advance to help with the test. ”

“Huh?”

“My throne! Please make me the same [Crack Field] as you!”

“What?”

A joke that passes with laughter.

But it doesn’t feel like a joke, it’s a strange feeling.

Chatted.

So everyone gathered in Kim Sa-rang’s room,

I gently caressed the belly of the puppy, Jongi, who was lying on the bed.

He looked at Jong-i with envious eyes, and gently caressed the belly of Kim Sa-rang, who was lying down next to Jong-i.

Guild leader Kim Ha-yang, who did not have the courage to lie down next to Kim Sa-rang, laid Eun-ha down instead and stroked her gently.

“Guild leader. There’s no ship there.”

“I see… This is it.”

“That’s not it either.”

“The area is strange.”

Kim Sa-rang, who then got up, was also looking at Eunha from the other side of her mother…

It made me laugh because it was like puppies smelling each other like a family.

After spending time like that, we had dinner at the guild building’s restaurant.

The [Changcheon Swordsman] guild members working here looked at Eunha with the guild leader with strange gazes, but they quickly looked away as if they had stepped on poop at the sharp gaze of Kim Sa-rang, who was full of vigilance.

“Galaxy, take a bite of my steak.”

“… … Sorry, I don’t eat meat… Salad is enough.”

“I see… Chef, please give me some tofu dish. Without the meat.”

Tsutsu…

Kim Ha-yang, sitting across from Eun-ha, snapped her fingers as if she was hitting a nail.

In front of her is a glass bottle of soda.

Crunch.

She has the [Friction Conversion] skill, which converts friction into kinetic energy.

Kim Ha-yang cut the opening of the glass bottle with a light hammer and poured a drink into Eunha’s cup.

‘Eating dinner face to face with the leader of a large guild… That was something I couldn’t have imagined a few months ago.’

I thought positively.

This is a landscape that I encountered through my own efforts.

The galaxy felt a little more confident.

“Guild Leader! Where were you all day today!”

So after the meal, on the way back to Kim Sa-rang’s room.

Kim Ha-yang, who was leaving a restaurant, is caught by scout Jeong So-ra who runs from afar and dragged away.

“Jung So-ra, guild member. Our Eunha is going to sleep over.”

“Oh really? Hello Eunha~ Nice to see you again~.”

“That’s right.”

“Ah, seriously, Guild Leader, come quickly. You said you were going to take care of the remaining agenda items by today. How on earth can someone who can’t even see run away…”

It wasn’t a skill that had been done once or twice.

Eunha bowed her head to Guild Leader Kim Ha-yang, who was being dragged away while waving her hand comfortably.

Eunha was left alone with Kim Sa-rang.

I walked down the hallway connecting the restaurant and the main building.

A long wooden corridor, with pillars lining the left and right,

Above, a beautiful tiled ceiling obscures the night sky.

It felt like I had entered a world of martial arts.

The guild building located on the top of the mountain is a perfect example of the guild leader Kim Ha-yang’s love for Kim Sa-rang, who is obsessed with martial arts.

‘The building is really pretty… Last time, Ms. Banharin and Ms. Kang Na-ri came together…’

It would have been better if we had come together.

Eunha, who was thinking of the people at the cafe, raised her head with a little longing.

What you see is a ceiling that resembles a Hanok.

“… … .”

My eyes meet with Banharin’s, who was hiding in the shadows of the ceiling.

what,

Is it a monster?

Parallel rock.

Banharin’s left eye with the blindfold removed.

Numerous pupils the size of grains of rice move around like insect eyes, watching the galaxy.

“… … .”

“What’s wrong? Is there something on the ceiling?”

“There’s a spider. Go quickly.”

Pretend not to know.

That’s what Galaxy does well.

She pushed Kim Sa-rang’s back and entered the main building.

“Huh? Eunha, there’s an old man sitting over there.”

But then,

Kim Sa-rang, who was passing by the L-shaped veranda,

I found an elderly security guard sitting on a newspaper spread out next to the gate and spoke to Eunha.

What the heck.

You must have come alone.

Eunha grabbed the back of her neck at the sight of the old man making a ‘clay doll’ with a kind smile.

I don’t know.

Eunha waved happily to the old security guard.

“… … .”

“… … .”

“… … .』

“… Are you back?”

“Welcome, Miss.”

A moment of silence.

But something eerie passed by.

I said hello to the old man before it was too late.

An old man gets up from the newspaper he was sitting on and approaches the two people, adjusting his security guard hat.

“You took a vacation, right?”

“Yes… But, is it okay for the elderly to be here? The apartment?”

“Don’t worry.”

“Can the walls move like this? I guess they can change the place they are guarding.”

“Hehehe. What this old man is trying to protect has never changed.”

The old man on the wall who has overcome even the passage of time.

‘That thing’ that tried to protect something precious smiles at the galaxy.

Kim Sa-rang, holding the hilt of a sword with an ‘inverted cross keychain’, winks at Eun-ha.

“Galaxy, Doryeo. Is this interest your enemy?”

“Our apartment security guard… no, it’s my grandfather.”

“… … Queen Mother?”

“No way.”

Crunch.

Kim Sa-rang takes her hand off the sword on her waist and takes the lottery ticket from the elderly security guard.

“Greetings to the Queen Dowager. I am the Sword Ghost and the Sword of the Galaxy… and, uh……”

“Hehe, you’re an interesting friend. Feel free to talk to me.”

“Okay.”

“… … Heh heh.』

The old man looks around the galaxy.

Eunha, who had been quietly avoiding eye contact, changed the subject.

“Kolok… It was nice to meet you, sir. The sun has set now, so we’ll go back to our room. Have a good day today.”

“Thank you, Miss…… Oh, and this. I came to give you this.”

Swish.

You didn’t come here for no reason, did you?

Eunha was trying to hurriedly return to her room to avoid the old man, but stopped walking after accepting the ‘something’ the old man handed her.

“What is this?”

“This is a coupon.”

Red letters on a black background.

A square coupon the size of a business card.

I touched the corners of my lips that had become stiff.

Eunha carefully lowered her head and looked down at the ‘coupon’ the old man had handed her.

“The people who mingled with the young lady all gave her something. Things like a saw, a flute, a leather choker…”

“Right… right?”

“The ‘clay dolls’ that the young lady gives to others are made by the young lady herself… so this old man tried making something different.”

[One-day leave pass].

The coupon for ‘Chapter 2’ says so.

“I’ll give you one every time you help out on the night patrol. If you use the coupon, it’ll be quiet that day.”

“Oh… But didn’t the patrol help you 3 times? Why only 2?”

“Isn’t it an overnight stay today?”

“Aha. Anyway, thank you.”

Eunha honestly expresses her gratitude by putting the overnight stay coupon inside her phone case.

This made it possible for me to enjoy my overnight stay with peace of mind.

Since you can do night patrols when the coupons run out, you’ll be able to sleep over at Bangul or Banharin’s house from now on.

“… … .”

Monsters who give something every time resentment is mixed.

Why is that?

The more you mix with ‘those things’,

Eunha feels that her radius of action is gradually expanding.

‘That’s good, but… the more I move around, the easier it is for others to recognize the strangeness…’

Like a fishhook sinking deep into the water.

Like the weight of resentment slowly strangling my throat.

Eunha, who received the ‘overnight stay coupon’, couldn’t be all that happy.

… … .

“Wow…”

at that time,

At the corner of the main hall,

An old dog with gray fur approached us, shaggy and shaggy.

Jongi, a stray dog with long hair that covers both eyes.

Jong-i, who was walking slowly, blocks the way between the old security guard and Kim Sa-rang and looks up at the old man.

“Jjong is here!”

“Wow…Wow…”

Kim Sa-rang, smiling brightly, welcomes Jong-i.

Jong-i lowers his posture and lets out a painful cry toward the old man who has come closer.

“Wow…Wow…”

As if telling me not to come near.

He leads his old body to protect Kim Sa-rang.

“… … .”

“… A sapsaree. In this world, it is said to have the power to ward off bad luck and evil spirits. ”

The old man speaks to Eunha, who is looking at Jong-i with a complicated expression.

Then, Jong-i goes one step further and blocks the relationship between Eun-ha and the old man.

“Wow…Wow…”

My legs are trembling.

A panting tongue.

Why is that? Why, necessarily?

Jong-i blocked ‘that thing’.

The old security guard gives a bitter laugh and quietly steps back.

“… … Miss. How long is your vacation?”

The old man said.

Looking down at Jong-i, who was glaring at him.

While watching Kim Sa-rang pat Jong-i, who had walked all the way to the living room, saying that she was proud of him.

Ask the galaxy for answers.

“Bangul doesn’t speak. Maybe he won’t rest for 3 days.”

“Overnight stay coupon. Use it tomorrow too.”

The old man’s voice was soft as usual.

As always, like an unbreakable wall.

“Yes…?”

“Please stay here for one more day.”

What do old people see?

I couldn’t tell exactly though.

“Wow…Wow…”

I can’t ignore the faint sound of crying,

I ended up nodding my head without saying anything.

… … .

… … .

Nothing much happened after that.

An old man sits on a newspaper spread out in front of the gate with his back turned quietly, molding clay.

Eun-ha waved at ‘that thing’ and returned to the room with Kim Sa-rang, who was holding Jong-i in her arms.

“Would you like to wash first? You can wash in the bathroom.”

“Thank you.”

“If you open the closet, you’ll find clothes to change into.”

Kim Sa-rang, lying on the bed, gives Jong-i a pillow under her arm.

On the day Kim Sa-rang was born, did Guild Leader Kim Ha-yang bring Jong-i too?

Perhaps because they grew up together since they were young, Kim Sa-rang adored Jong-i very much.

“How about throwing a frisbee in the yard with Jong-i tomorrow?”

“… That’s okay.”

“There is a warning. If you throw the disc over the fence, Momma will go down the mountainside to find it and you will get lost.”

“It doesn’t look okay.”

Knock knock.

Eunha opened the closet where there were clothes to change into.

“… … .”

Your eyes meet the ‘mouse’ that was hiding in the closet.

“… … .”

“… … Meow.”

Knock knock.

I closed the closet.

What day is it today?

My heart hurts.

“What were you just saying…”

“There was a rat.”

“It was a cat’s cry.”

“What.”

“… … Your Majesty…”

Kim Sa-rang’s insignificant crying.

Eunha took out the extra box of T-shirts she had packed in her carrier and went in to take a shower.

… … .

… … .

Time goes by.

Time that has passed does not return.

“Ms. Kim Sa-rang… By any chance, Jong-i…”

Sometimes,

We worry.

Whichever you choose, it’s a choice you’ll end up regretting.

“… … Galaxy. Do you have a moment? ”

As always,

The time of choice comes without warning.

“Jjong-i is very sick. I heard that it is better for him to spend his last days with his family. That is why he was discharged from the hospital.”

“… … .”

“Sarang also needs to prepare her heart now… What should I say…”

Kim Ha-yang, the guild leader of [Changcheon Swordsman].

Having encountered the ‘orphanage’s sponsor’, she had negative feelings about eternal life.

“Jjong-i will live with me for the rest of her life. She must be healthy now that she has been discharged from the hospital.”

“… … .”

Eun-ha looked at Kim Sa-rang, who was playing with a disc alone in the yard.

Jong-i, who was lying listlessly on the veranda, walks into the yard to play with Kim Sa-rang.

“Wow…”

Click-.

The galaxy opened the carrier.

[Black Book] and ‘Derringer Pistol’ for emergency escape.

And, I received it from Kang Na-ri,

A ‘original potion’ made from one’s own blood.

“… … .”

What value is there in eternal life exchanged for humanity?

I don’t know.

The galaxy is blankly,

Watching a stray dog chasing Kim Sa-rang in the yard,

I was lost in thought.