Childhood Friend of the Zenith - Chapter 140
侁 Mohwa > Falling sword Jang Chun. (1)
Nakgeom Jangcheon.
It has been seven weeks since we arrived in Hanam.
Snow was falling from the sky today.
As if to prove the season, the snow piled up on the floor
was enough to make the world white.
Podeudeuk.
Every time you step on the snow, you hear a cute sound.
“wow! wow!”
Wi Seol-ah, tightly wrapped in a fur coat, has a bright expression, perhaps because the accumulated snow is magical.
It’s because it doesn’t snow or rain very often in Shanxi, perhaps because of the influence of the land.
“Huuuuuuuu…
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The weather is especially cold today, so my ears are a little bit cold.
“young master ! Where are we going?”
Homping around like a rabbit, a weasel jumps up and asks me.
I stroked Wi Seol-ah’s black hair with my hand.
‘I must have grown a bit taller.’
Just as I have grown a lot this year, Wi Seol-ah did the same.
If there is a slight difference, it seems that the original eye level was similar.
It’s just that I’m a little higher.
I said while slightly twisting Wieseolah’s hair.
“Moorim Maeng.”
“What are you doing over there?”
“there is. A place where there are black kids pretending to be white.”
“I know that! The baduk player in front of the house looks like that.”
Baduk player…?
I tilted my head, wanting to know what that was, so Hongwa next to me sneakily explained.
“I’m guessing you’re referring to the cat that occasionally visits the house.”
“Is there a cat in our quarters?”
Hongwa is startled by my question.
What should I not have said?
After a moment of hesitation, Hongwa seemed to have made up her mind.
” •sorry. I’ll take care of the cat as soon as I get back…”
“What are you talking about…! I just asked, I asked.”
How to deal with a cat…
“Etch!”
I heard a sneeze as I was laughing at the meaningless words.
When I turned around, I saw Namgoongbi, the baby girl, wiping her nose.
You seem to be wearing warm clothes, but is it cold?
The fur clothes worn by Consort Namgung were given to her by Dang Soyeol for reference.
“cold?”
“…little.”
“Then make a bet.”
It’s me, since the martial arts I’ve learned are martial arts, so I don’t feel particularly cold.
Namgung Bi-ah would not be like that either.
Usually, at times like this, I try to make my body feel a little better.
“…because it’s annoying…”
“Where the hell are you bothering…?”
It didn’t look like Namgoong Via.
damn that bothers me
I looked at Bia Namgoong’s hand, which was reddened by the cold, and then I held out my hand.
Via Namgoong hesitates for something, then cautiously reaches out.
“What is a Simbo who wants to die from the cold but doesn’t even wear gloves?”
“It’s annoying…”
“It’s just fine.”
Talking to him only brings up vases.
All of a sudden, I grabbed Namgoongbya’s hand and blew some heat into it.
The gripped hand is like an ice field.
If it’s going to be this cold, at least wrap your hands in your sleeves or put them in your clothes
.
make people care
As I used my energy a little, Namgoong Bi-ah’s hands quickly became warm.
However, apart from that, it seems that her face is a little red.
“Is your face red this time?”
I let go of the hand I was holding and reached for my cheek, but Ni Namgoongbi trembled and stepped back.
“…that… stop it.”
Namgoongbia tries to cover it up with her clothes to see if she knows that she too is blushing.
When I couldn’t cover it properly, I covered my face with my hair.
“…what are you doing?”
His hair was so long that it had to be covered, but it
looked quite funny.
It was an act that I did not even know.
It was Wi Seol-ah’s hand that was embarrassed to reach Namgung Bi-ah’s cheek but couldn’t reach it.
“wow! Bocchan, your hands are warm!”
I rub my cheeks as if something warm feels good.
Every time I felt the touch of Wi Seol-ah’s cheek, I felt a sense of regret.
Feeling the subtle difference in texture, I said to Wi Seol-ah.
“You’ve lost weight too.”
“Yes…?
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“Do you really want to get scolded?”
“Why…why are you scolded?”
“I’m scolded because it’s scolded!
Why?
I’m sure I even told Hongwa to pack more food.
As if answering a question, Hongwa urgently tells me.
“I eat three to four meals a day.”
“A late night snack.”
“Even if I didn’t take care of it, they ate it on their own.”
Listening to what you say, I think it’s right to eat well.
but why not
It was a sincere question.
Not only talking about it, but also seeing it in person is a huge thing.
‘Then how much did you eat when you wanted to steam it up?’
If I think back to just a few months ago, I wonder if I ate that much.
It was a little scary when I thought about it.
The fact that Seol-ah Wee has been alone more often lately seemed to be hiding something.
‘Hiding it from me.’
Even if you have something to hide, you’re at an age where you’d do that.
I couldn’t help but feel anxious about it.
While he was touching Wi Seol-ah’s cheek like that.
There was a sign of a sneaky approaching person.
“hmm?
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Wanting something, I saw Dang So-yeol approaching with a shy expression on his face.
“Dang Sojeo?”
“Gu Gongja…”
Then, he gently held out his hand.
weird?
I think I saw Dang So-yeol wearing gloves earlier.
With fur gloves that look very expensive.
But where did those gloves go, and Dang So-yeol’s hands were now bare.
“My hands are cold…”
Before Dang So-yeol could say anything, Namgung-bi’s baby snatched Dang So-yeol’s hand away
.
“…my hand is still warm.”
My warmth remains, so I gently rub Dang So-yeol’s hands with my warm hands.
His hands seemed to be warming up, but Dang So-yeol’s expression became sullen.
[It’s a shit game… No, should I say it’s a graveyard game?]
While Shin Noya was lamenting with sighs,
it seemed that there was another person who thought the same way as him.
“…However, even after several days, they are still very harmonious.”
It was Mo Yong-hee, who had not been seen for several days.
After Namgung Cheonjun briefly reflected on his face and disappeared, Mo Yonghee was also
barely seen after that.
Around the time we left Bacheon Maru, Mo Yong-hee reappeared and joined us.
It was also on the way to the Murim Meng, and Dang So-yeol
seemed to be willing to go with him, so he did not express any complaints.
Unlike the time at the guesthouse, Mo Yong-hee’s face was still the same after she threw off the cotton thread.
The face of a cat exudes a strange atmosphere.
Is it because of her unique eyes that she has a bewitching atmosphere even when she is standing still?
Perhaps the bright sky blue eyes also play a part in giving that feeling.
Maybe it was because he was staring at me for a moment, but Mo Yong-hee and I met our eyes.
Mo Yong-hee makes eye contact with me and smiles slightly.
‘what?’
It was an enchanting smile that ordinary men would fall in love with at once
.
‘What’s wrong?’
From my point of view, it was embarrassing.
It was because the reason for making that expression was not a very good reason.
Mo Yong-hee is a person who knows very well that she is beautiful. She
was a woman who
knew very well that she had a face that worked well with men, and knew how to use it .
And usually, when you make a face like that, it’s time to do the bottom work to bewitch the opponent.
I feel like I’m going to fall again with a good feeling that I didn’t have for me who knew all of those intentions
.
‘Maybe because of the kids next to me, I got used to it a bit.’
If you keep looking at Wi Seol-ah and Namgungbi-ah, the castles around you will look like clay
.
I just slightly nodded my head at Mo Yong-hee’s smile and looked away again.
[Child.]
‘Yes.’
[…I mean. It seems to be cold these days.]
‘Yes…?’
Even ghosts get cold, so
is there a problem with showing a particularly weak appearance in winter, like last time?
[Why are all these women only attracted to you? I feel that it is as cold as this Sanghari.
Is it time to die?]
‘Sir… I thought something was wrong.’
I was just worried
Why is a nobleman who has already died and hundreds of years later suddenly saying such pitiful things
?
[You guys know!? You know how I feel when I couldn’t even date properly because I was supporting the school
!?]
‘Why do you take out your anger on me for that?’
It seems to be getting weirder and weirder, but is it really necessary to find a true goddess
?
‘…But where can I find it?’
Should I go find a shaman?
No, I was worried that he might be trying to get rid of Shinnoya after visiting him
.
[What are you talking about? Why are you trying to exterminate me?]
‘Looking ahead and backwards, Noya’s personality is closer to the devil’s side…’
[Follow me, I’ll take you before I go to the realm.]
Shin Noya can’t stand it. Just as I was about to scream, Mu-yeon
steps in my direction and speaks.
“young master.”
“hmm?
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“We have arrived.”
Before Mu-yeon said anything, my eyes
were already looking at the huge building in front of me.
The wall enclosing it
is much larger in size than the Gu family and Tang Mun’s three families visited in Sacheon .
And the big buildings that stand firm in it.
This place is the heart of the sect and is called the center.
Murim Alliance.
For me, it was the first time I had seen it in several years, including the return match.
It wasn’t that difficult to join the Moorim League. In the first place,
I stayed at Bacheon Maru.
Because the means to prove it are overflowing.
Now I was in the waiting room to attend the Yongbong branch.
‘It’s a gold grade room.’
Recalling that the room in Bacheonmaru was silver grade,
it was necessary to think about why the treatment suddenly changed.
‘What do you think… it’s probably because of Fazone.’
A letter of recommendation from Pazon that was handed over along with the invitation when entering Bacheon Maru.
Maybe that’s because it went over to the top line.
The preferential treatment given by the recommendation letter from Samjon has already begun to stand out.
This was not a pleasant story.
What can I do? It’s already happened.
“The banquet is scheduled to start after about Korean dinner. If you need a change of clothes
…”
“It’s okay. I brought it separately.”
“All right.
The Yongbongji Association is also meant to show how much the later exponents have grown in that year and to let
many people know how brilliantly talented they are.
The essence of what Murimmaeng pursues inwardly is the management of personal connections.
To be honest, I feel embarrassed to come back after being hit and run, but when I go there, I exchange words with the proud bloodlines and
cut my face.
It meant to refine the relationship in the future.
If you don’t have that, there’s no point in sending away a blood relative from a high family.
[…It’s rotten, it’s rotten. I wasn’t like this at the time.]
The result of training and hardening of the body. If you want to show your beliefs as a martial artist.
‘Somewhere else is better than here.’
Shinryonggwan, a swordsman training institute created by the Murim League.
And the Shinryongje that proceeds separately.
If you ask me, it would be better there.
This is a new dragon, that is a new dragon, and even more so, the nickname is a new dragon.
There was a feeling that the Murim Meng really liked Shinryong.
‘Shinryong…’
Why does it suddenly remind me of the giant snake I encountered in Vigo in the past?
The monster that most resembles a dragon in my opinion.
The golden eyes the snake looked at me were clearly in my memory.
‘It’s so out of the blue.’
It was something that just came to my mind out of nowhere.
Is it because you’re nervous?
‘Nervous in the children’s play area.’
It will be the tension of the body rather than the mind.
I decided to think so.
“Bocchan’s clothes…”
“Ah, that’s right. Let me ask you a favor.”
Hongwa cautiously approaches and helps her get dressed.
It’s annoying to have to change clothes.
Of course, the first day of the Yongbong Branch Meeting is a banquet.
First of all, it must mean meeting, chatting, and exchanging a certain amount of time.
Thanks to that, I also had to wear clothes that seemed to be semi-forced.
Even my father, who doesn’t seem to care about that at all, gave me something like this to wear, so it
seems like it should be considered important.
I changed my clothes and told Hongwa.
“Could you take off the decorations?”
“Ah, don’t worry, young master.
“”
That’s kind of sad.
Normally, at times like this, my son-in-law wanted something shiny and expensive,
but now he doesn’t! Isn’t that what you have to do after giving it a little surprise?
‘Adaptation is so fast…’
I wondered if it was because I spent some time with Seol-ah Wi as well as Hong-wa.
“Maybe it’s too simple?”
“Is this simple?” The red fabric and gold embroideries were used to add individuality to the clothes
, but they looked simple compared to the clothes
others would wear .
“This will cost a lot more than your salary from head to toe.”
Absolutely no ordinary clothes.
At my words, Hongwa’s eyes widened to the size of a lantern. It
‘s because the old family is smaller than other families, and the building seems to be missing after I returned
.
All the clothes worn, including the wood from which the buildings of Guga are made,
are all special products.
“You mean you don’t save money again in places like that.”
It was something he never knew what his father was thinking.
Finally, I’m looking for a string to tie my hair with.
Wee Seol-ah approaches with a string as if she has been waiting for it.
“young master!”
“huh?
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“Can’t we tie it up?”
“What is my hair?”
a
yes!”
At Wi Seol-ah’s words, Hong-wa urgently tried to give her soul, so I raised my hand to block
it.
“Wow!”
what is this difficult
After my permission is given, Wisole turns around and touches my hair
.
The workmanship looks a little clumsy, but there should be no problem.
Hongwa will correct it if it seems too strange.
‘Did the baby Weiss have dexterity?’
It’s probably not in my memory.
In my previous life, I had seen him messing around with a knot that he couldn’t tie properly.
Sure enough, the more he tinkered with it, the more desperate Hongwa’s expression in front of him
became.
“…you have to stand up.
“Yes?
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“The rest…my sister will do it.”
“why?”
I’m curious too.
“Why is that?”
“no. Bocchan, nothing happened…”
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“There is nothing wrong with your head, Bocchan.”
“If that’s a lie. Are you doing the same with my hair now?”
“…there’s just a little bit of a problem.”
In the end, Wi Seol-ah steps down with a regretful expression, and Hong-wa hurriedly begins to deal with it
.
smart.
I felt a presence outside the door of the waiting room.
– Do you have an old man?
“Wait a minute.”
Hearing the sound of searching for me, Hong-Wa’s hand becomes urgent.
It seemed that something was not going well.
-To see Confucius now… What! Maenglord, wait a moment…
Drizzle.
I didn’t even give permission yet, but the door opened all of a sudden.
I understand that there is still time until the banquet . what ?
“I’m sorry for coming to you so suddenly…”
I hesitated when I saw the man who opened the door and came in, and the man also looked at me and hesitated.
A middle-aged man with a good-looking impression. The word Maeng
was proudly engraved on the uniform he was wearing.
And the man prayed for someone I knew.
“The lord…?”
Murim leader Falling sword Jangcheon.
He is the head of the current Moorim League and a man who is receiving attention and respect from many members of the political faction.
Why did such a person come to see me now?
“That…”
Jang-cheon, who was about to say something to me, secretly covers his mouth.
‘I think that uncle is smiling?’
You’re not laughing at my hair, are you…?