episode_0204

It wasn’t just the stomach that got hit.

It’s not that it’s noticeable, but he’s been hit hard in other places as well.

I thought I probably got hit hundreds of times if I added it all together.

Of course, I also got hit a few times.

However, most of them were blocked by Kang Si-woo, so they did not cause much damage.

I guess it just means that I won’t just get hit.

Still, it wasn’t like I didn’t get anything at all.

Because there are things that can only be gained from sparring under the guise of real combat.

There was also one fact to know.

The reason I couldn’t overpower Kang Si-woo right now was because it was a sparring match.

Although his speed and visual acuity are one to two levels lower than Kang Si-woo.

It was obvious that when I was in a near-death state, my physical abilities would far surpass Kang Si-woo.

Just because it’s in a near-dead state doesn’t mean its defense goes away, so it seemed like it could at least inflict fatal damage.

Kang Si-woo must have noticed that fact while sparring, too, and had a meaningful smile on his face.

I didn’t know if that meant something good or bad.

However, from what I heard muttering, it seemed like he was concentrating on training.

There is a lot to deal with in the future, and growth cannot stop here.

“It was a fun time.”

Kang Si-woo said, holding out his hand.

As I held his hand, I smiled shyly, conscious of the gaze of those around me.

People who were excited about gambling before sparring…

Before I knew it, I felt like I had developed a strange longing for it.

I don’t know why I admired him, but thanks to him, my gaze stung.

I’m glad it doesn’t mean anything bad, but what can I say?

Should I say it’s a bit uncomfortable?

Well, it still felt okay. When someone admires me…

Because at least it means I worked hard at one thing.

If it felt burdensome, I thought it would be okay to think about it again later.

“I had fun too. I’ll ask you again next time.”

When I gave him that formal greeting, Kang Si-woo smiled as if he was looking forward to something.

I tried to figure out what it meant.

Kang Si-woo rarely expressed his feelings of anticipation.

It happened a few times, but it wasn’t something worth doing here.

So I wondered if something good was happening, and I knew it right away.

“Do you have time to learn the sword?”

“Of course it’s me, right?”

“Good. Since you have been holding a sword for a long time, I will sincerely teach you the basics.”

“Yes, well… I will work hard.”

To be honest, I wasn’t confident because it was obvious that I would disappoint Kang Si-woo.

No, that. I didn’t do it on purpose…

If you swing a sword, at some point you will end up swinging it as if you were beating a zombie with a baton.

So it was obvious that both of us would be sweating while correcting our posture.

Aside from that, I was even more worried because I am not very athletic.

I was wondering what would happen if it made me feel frustrated.

So I wanted to postpone it at least until I got my bearings.

At least until you have the sense to handle a weapon.

However, when he made the offer with a childlike, innocent smile, I felt like I couldn’t refuse.

It’s not like I often smile like that.

In the end, I lifted the Cheonmachong.

Kang Si-woo said while appropriately biting the people around him.

“I’m not going to teach you anything super awesome.”

“Aha, really?”

“I plan to start with the five basic postures.”

“Something is systematic.”

“Because it’s that kind of martial art.”

Kang Si-woo began his explanation.

The first posture I learned was to raise the sword above my head.

He said that he had the advantage of distance and time to strike straight from a distance, but that stabbing and horizontal cutting were inconvenient.

And since I was hitting with both hands, I had to correct my movements even when I failed.

The middle position involves pointing the sword at the opponent, and this was very easy.

He said that all you had to do was point the tip of the sword between the other person’s eyes.

They say it’s free to switch between attack and defense, but I couldn’t tell.

The lower end was aimed a little further down than the middle part.

As such, it seemed like a stance used when going out more defensively than during a break.

At first glance, it looks like he’s just aiming the tip of his sword at the other person’s leg…

It’s pointless to attack from below, and it’s difficult to attack from above.

“Usually you can just remember up to this point.”

“En? But you only learned three things.”

“Under normal circumstances.”

“Ah.”

“These two postures were only used in the days when swords were effective. now… ”

“Now that kendo is a sport, you don’t use it?”

“Approximately so.”

Kang Si-woo also explained the remaining two postures.

Yang Se had a sword at his waist, and anyone could tell that he was going to attack.

Because he was in a position where he could immediately swing his sword as long as he got close.

Eumse was simply a posture of putting a sword on one’s shoulder.

Although it was said to be easy to deal with enemies attacking from all directions, I couldn’t really tell.

I just reflexively memorized it because it was like that.

Kang Si-woo tested for a while to see if I had memorized the posture correctly.

What kind of posture is the top and what kind of posture is Yang Se?

In what situations should this be used, and in what situations is it best to use that?

They kept making me memorize it, so it was a pain in the ass.

Still, it didn’t help at all.

At least in that position, it didn’t seem like he would swing the sword like he was using a blunt weapon.

And I thought I could use it as a reference when using my own baton.

Only after Kang Si-woo realized that I had memorized all five postures did he stop asking questions.

Then, he said it as if that was the most important thing.

“I’m just saying this just in case.”

“Yes?”

“Don’t get too caught up in these five postures.”

“… ?”

“Anyway, these five postures are abbreviations of numerous postures that were used in practice.

This does not mean that you have to use this posture, and other postures may be better.

Right now, I only learned kendo roughly, so I use different postures each time.”

“… Ah.”

“Then the look in your eyes as if asking why you taught me this… It’s simple.

If you know the basics, you can also apply them.”

I nodded slowly.

So, I’m not saying I taught it because there was no harm in learning it.

Well, it was strange that Kang Si-woo taught swordsmanship.

According to the setting, Kang Si-woo developed his sword skills through physical experience for 10 years.

Of course, that was something that Kang Si-woo himself could use best.

Not only did I not create it with the expectation of teaching it to others, I would not have had the time to do so.

So, this is probably the only thing Kang Si-woo can say.

If you learned kendo professionally, you wouldn’t know it, but this would be the limit.

But something was a little strange.

When I learned boxing or something like that from Kang Si-woo, I learned it systematically.

Then I wondered why kendo relies on experience, while boxing and such are systematic.

And as soon as I had a question, I immediately found the answer.

I’ve heard of other sports being overpowered, but I’ve never been like that in kendo.

So, I guess it wasn’t a situation where I could learn systematically.

“How much do you have a feel for?”

“Yes? yes. Thanks.”

“Thinking about it that way will be of great help.”

“Ah… ”

“It would be good to create Yeji’s own swordsmanship or martial arts according to the situation.”

“Yes, yes.”

I was just thinking about something else, and my conscience pricked me.

After that, Kang Si-woo gave nutritious advice for a while and then left the gym.

I felt like there would be things that had accumulated over the years, so I needed to deal with it.

It didn’t seem like Kang Si-woo’s personality was one to procrastinate or lie.

It was clear that he had finished everything that could be done right away and came for me.

“Agogo… ”

I thought about practicing a little more, but my body ached.

Kang Si-woo, this bastard seems to have put a lot of force into his fists.

I didn’t know that it would start to sting now.

In addition, when I practiced my posture earlier, I did it on the mat, so I felt burdened by people’s stares.

Indeed, Yeji! I also received instruction from Kang Si-woo! It’s the same atmosphere.

Lastly, I was hungry because I was sweating profusely and losing strength.

Since it seemed to be lunch time, I thought it would be a good idea to go get something to eat.

First, you can go up to the faculty dormitory, wash up, and then go to the cafeteria.

So, as I was going to my dorm, I happened to see Kang Shin and Cha Soo Hyun walking together.

I didn’t know where I was going, but it seemed like a good fit for the car I wanted to meet.

I wonder if it’s okay to sing with a body drenched in sweat.

Still, I had to call it now when I remembered it, or I might forget it.

“Hey, there you two!”

Kang Shin and Cha Soo-hyun both looked surprised at the same time.

It seemed very surprising that I was walking around fine.

I felt a little sad when I saw that. Well, you probably thought I barely escaped.

“Alive… Are you there?”

“It was alive.”

“Then you are alive. Well, I thought you were dead. The rumor would have spread in the first place!”

Kang Shin and Cha Soo-hyun both smiled awkwardly.

Since rumors are just rumors, it seems like there were a lot of people who were worried.

Among them, there was a rumor that I came back in a near-dead state and couldn’t even leave the dormitory.

It was nonsense that wasn’t even worth listening to, but I could tell that people’s anxiety was so great.

“So, why did you call me… Me?”

Cha Soo-hyun stammered as he examined my body.

“Don’t you have to go to the nurse’s office? Your body is a bit red… ”

“Ah, it’s because this is a bit correct. I had some sparring with Kang Si-woo. I thought it would sink, but it doesn’t sink easily.”

“… It looks like a bruise has healed, right?”

“Ah, I don’t know. Rather, there is one thing I want to ask.”

“What do you want to ask?”

I slowly recalled the saint’s name.

Purple hair, cloudy black eyes… It was, right?

“Do you know that it is Hae-jin? He had purple hair and his eyes were a bit rotten.”

“… ”

“… ”

Kang-shin and Cha Soo-hyeon, who had been laughing lively just a moment ago, both fell silent.

Only then did I realize that the story was unusual.

At the very least, it is not a story worth mentioning lightly in an event like this.