Childhood Friend of the Zenith - Chapter 77

EP.77 In the gap under the tongue. (3)

In the gap under the snow (3)

The time when the expected celebration was over.

It was time to lay down my tired body and go to sleep.

[Since ancient times, to become a true master, you have to forget not only the world, but even your dark heart for the opposite sex.] For some reason,

Shin Noya’s voice, speaking late at night, was serious.

Perhaps it contains the heaviest feelings since meeting him?

[If you are entangled in personal feelings, you cannot reach the desired state as a martial artist or as an expert.]

His voice did not waver even while he was speaking quickly.

[You know what? All of this was for a higher realization that there were significantly fewer people who married elders

of Hwasan or higher.] Jangmunin, who should be the symbol, face, and heart of Taoism, did not marry, but there were occasional cases where Taoists did. .

Whether or not someone got married isn’t something I’m particularly interested in.

I listened roughly to Shinnoya’s words and asked with a bored expression.

‘…So what’s the point?’

[…it means to go out. You rotten bastard!]

Sinnoya suddenly cried out.

[I don’t know what the hell this guy who looks like a mantis is so good at, the flowers are getting tangled. The world is going to ruin…] ‘

So, to put it mildly, I died at this age without having had a proper relationship, but I died young. what is the guy doing Are you saying?’

[…]

‘You’re really angry at me for such a narrow reason, aren’t you?’

[Two…dogs…]

I’ve never seen them, but I imagined them trembling very much.

In the end, it was terribly pitiful.

In a way, it was to the point where I could understand Shin Noya’s frequent swearing at me.

‘

…but you’ve never met

…’

“Ugh…”

“…Um.”

“…!”

I shuddered at the sound of tossing and turning from both sides.

Drowsiness was hitting my whole body as

if I would pass out at any moment.

Namgoongbia and Wiseolah were lying on the left and right sides of the dark room with me in the middle.

As soon as Namgoongbia lay down, she fell asleep like yesterday, and Wiseolah lay next to me and fell asleep while looking at me, who was frozen for a long time.

and.

I couldn’t sleep, and I, who was caught up in work all day and rolled my body, couldn’t sleep tonight either.

I was so surprised when I opened the door that I even prepared a bed and beckoned me to come.

For a moment, I thought I was dreaming.

If you ask me how did this happen.

The first thing is that I couldn’t ask where Namgoongbia was because of things that exploded.

The second reason was that I couldn’t help it when I saw Wi Seol-ah, who was about to cry when I was told that I would not sleep well.

‘…why does it work for my older sister and not me…?’

Tears dripped as she said that, but she had nothing to say.

There is a comfortable excuse that you are not a servant.

After spitting it out of my mouth, I couldn’t pick it up.

I could imagine the expression Wi Seol-ah would make, much less I couldn’t bear to spit it out.

In the end, there was no swordsman, and there was no stamina left to fight over this, so I just lay down.

It is called the summer of snow.

Summer snow is an inappropriate word.

Does it make sense that it is so cold that it snows in summer?

Even though it was such a ridiculous statement, I felt like I could understand a little bit of what it meant now.

-Sue.

-Seueueueu I

can hear Namgoongbia and Wiseolah’s breathing in both ears.

I couldn’t sleep at all because of the unique smell of flesh that I felt subtly.

There is no time to feel the heat. I was so insane that I thought it might be cold again.

I usually sleep with a shrimp sleep, but I couldn’t do it because there were faces facing each other no matter which way I slept.

[Smell of flesh is quite perverted.]

‘…Get some sleep.’

[Did you see the ghost sleeping?]

‘…groan.’

I raised my upper body with a tired body.

After being in a strange posture for a while, my shoulders felt tingling.

“Ugh…”

It seemed that he moved cautiously, but Wiseol-ah, who was clinging to his arm next to him, made a sound at the movement.

Wiseol-ah was chewing on the messy bangs with her mouth in her sleep.

It was like eating something in a dream.

‘What the hell are you eating?’

Are you eating noodles?

While thinking such a trivial thought, I brushed Wi Seol-ah’s bangs and tidied them up.

Sweeping the hidden bangs, Wi Seol-ah’s immaculate skin and bright red lips caught my eye.

Even though her face hadn’t fully grown yet, she was emitting a bright light.

‘After a little more time, I’ll have to put a veil on him too.’

I wanted to be a servant, but I couldn’t help it. It wasn’t just pretty to a certain extent, and considering my past life, I needed to be that way.

Maybe in 1-2 years it will be like that.

‘Until then…if I’m with you.’

A bitter thought.

I was thinking that Wi Seol-ah would never be with me.

There was nothing strange about leaving at any time.

Now, I feel the excessive affection and attention Wi Seol-ah gives me.

Can I really accept this?

I couldn’t help but feel that way.

“Umm….”

Wiseol-ah said while sleeping and gently squeezed my hand.

I feel a warm palm.

“Grandpa…”

Is he dreaming of a swordsman?

I dragged a pillow and walked into the corner.

[You’re doing something regrettable.]

‘I don’t regret it at all.’

If I can’t sleep until tomorrow, I’m unmanned, nabal, and I might die of exhaustion.

I tossed a pillow and lay down.

Fortunately, the sound of the two breathing and the distracting scent disappeared, so I was able to fall asleep quickly.

******************

– Chirp… Chirp!

I quietly wake up to the unnoticeable sound of birdsong.

Even just hearing that, I could somehow tell that it was morning.

“…Stop it…”

I wanted to sleep until at least noon, but why did you wake up so early?

I swallowed the irritating feeling and tried to raise my body, but I couldn’t move properly as if I was caught somewhere.

‘…Are the scissors pressed?’

I move around and grunt to check.

You can see the white-blue hair slightly raised above the upper body.

“…what?”

When he finally regained his consciousness and checked, he found that, to his dismay, both arms had been taken away.

It was because Namgoongbia and Wiseolah were sleeping while holding on to each other as if they were bound.

‘…I purposely came to the corner to sleep, but what are these guys doing?’

What the hell happened in the middle of the night?

“…Noya.”

[Don’t call me.]

“What… did something happen at night?”

[I didn’t see anything…]

What are you saying…?

Second of all, Shin Noya’s strange reaction is that he wants to somehow escape and get up, but his arms don’t come off easily because he’s holding on so tightly.

“…No, why are you doing this? What if someone sees it…”

Drurrureuk.

“…Called.”

As soon as I spoke, the door opened and someone met my eyes.

There is no one among the attendants who can open the door I am in without saying anything.

Even more so, he would not be an ordinary literary man in Hwasan.

In fact, there were very few left.

“…”

“…That.”

As soon as I checked who it was, a cold sweat broke out on my back.

He was the most unlikely person among those he could have imagined.

The one who opened the door and appeared was none other than Gu Ryeong-hwa.

Gu Ryeong-hwa comes out without saying a word and looks at the two guys in order as if passing by, and the impression gets worse and worse.

That was the case, but how can I explain this?

It’s not the kind of situation you think, just holding hands and sleeping?

‘…wow, that must be really persuasive.’

It wasn’t something I could say as an excuse at the point where I greeted the morning with a girl.

When I was contemplating what to say, Gu Ryeong-hwa, who wanted to say something, closed the door again with a frown on her face.

“…I’ll wait outside.”

I intuitively sensed that it was already too late from the cool voice outside the door.

In a situation where it seemed like a bomb had exploded, I tried to move somehow, but in the end, I rubbed and tickled Wisul-ah’s side with my moving hand.

“Hugh!!”

Wiseol-ah, who woke up right away from sleep, as if the robbery was strong, rolled over with a half-scream.

As soon as one hand was released, he hit Namgoongbia on the forehead.

“…hmm?”

It is only when external pressure comes in that Bia Namgung opens her eyes slightly.

Taking advantage of the slight relaxation, I pulled out all my arms, got up, and walked out of the room.

When I went outside, the old man was sitting on the floor.

I didn’t know what to say, so I just rolled my eyes, so I spoke first to become a salvation.

“Master wants to see you.”

“…what?”

I was taken aback because it was so unexpected.

“It must have been a pity that I didn’t see you the last time I came.”

If it was the last time, would it be the time I handed over the letter to Sinui?

“The swordsman?”

Why does the swordsman bother me?

Since you said you were friends with your mother, is it because you’re a son?

“…he asked me to visit him one more time before going home.”

“…Okay, did you come all the way here to tell me that? from morning?”

“it’s crazy? Of course, I also have work, so I must have come with both sides.”

He says it with an angry look on his face.

“But if I had known I would see something like that in the morning, I would have come a little later.”

“…What did you come to the volcano for?”

“Is it strange that a literary man is looking for his own school?”

“You can be weird.”

I was saying this because I knew they were staying at the cabin to take care of the swordsman.

Gu Ryeong-hwa, who had been crumpling her expression as if she had bitten an insect for a long time, let out a deep sigh.

“…I only stopped by for a shoe show, don’t mind it.”

“I was turning it off, but you came all of a sudden?”

“…Cee.”

“Are you going to the shoe show too?”

“Isn’t that obvious?”

“okay.”

I was planning to go down to Sega as soon as the shoe show was over, but the ghosts were returned, and when I saw that Gu Ryeong-hwa refused to go back home.

‘Then I guess I can just go without waiting?’

As long as the stories related to Zhuge Hyuk and the Dark Night Palace were sorted out, there seemed to be no problem even if they went straight away.

While I was in trouble, Guryeong-hwa stood up as if the business was over.

“Since you’ve said everything, you can go back and play with the ugly guys.”

“what…? Ugly…?”

“Yeah, I have to say that she’s the girl you go with anyway…”

Gu Ryeong-hwa, who was about to swear, shut up for a moment.

It seemed like he knew how startled Gu-ryeong-hwa was in the trembling pupils in his huge eyes.

The direction was correct, but the gaze was not in my direction.

If I ask again… behind?

“huh?”

Wanting something, I turned around and saw Bia Namgoong, leaning against the door, looking at Guryeonghwa with half-sleepy eyes.

Even Wiseol-ah, who is sleeping with her hugging her waist.

Seeing the two at the same time, Gu Ryeong-hwa stiffened as if she had received a great shock.

It’s shocking to see just one person, but is it even more so when there are two of them together?

Gu Ryeong-hwa looked behind me alternately and trembled her lips, as if she wanted to say something.

As if he couldn’t bear to spit it out, he jumped up and disappeared out of the dorm with thumping steps.

“what…?”

…why is that?

******************

After taking two people with bad sleeping habits and eating.

Wi Seol-ah was taken by Hong-wa as always, and Namgung-bia headed to the back mountain to practice.

Around noon, I was summoned to talk about the Dark Night Palace guys.

“How come there’s not a single place that’s healthy.”

corpse of three.

There must have been more than five, but I didn’t bring the two heads because they were in poor condition, probably from animals.

Those who died by twisting their necks and those who died by burning.

I didn’t have anything to say because it was all what I did.

Just one thing is certain.

‘Fortunately, it doesn’t seem to be Mine.’

The person who became a demon at the hands of the Heavenly Demon dies and their skin turns black at the same time.

They only looked relatively black because they were burnt, but it was different.

The man who was examining the body eagerly said to Mae Hwa-seon.

“It’s hard to recognize the shape of one, so I’m not sure, but the remaining two seem to be those who were active in Gyeryongchae.”

The scaly scars on the shoulder blades, as if cut with a knife, seemed to be the symbol of those people there.

It looks like it has been scarred for a long time, so it must not have been made in a hurry.

“…Gyeryongchae was dismantled by the Moorim Alliance a few years ago.”

In this day and age, bandits are hard to find, but that doesn’t mean they don’t exist.

“I wonder if those who were not caught at that time were absorbed somewhere.”

It was common for lost people to join other groups.

It’s because they don’t have to change and become good all of a sudden or do anything.

And in general, the place where those guys join was fixed.

‘Black night palace.’

Maehwaseon and the other elders frowned, probably because they remembered that place.

Or maybe he’s thinking of weaving the reason why the literati of Hwasan disappeared.

“…wouldn’t it be better to broaden the scope of the long search?”

After being silent for a while, one of the elders spoke up.

Now that we’ve caught the tail to some extent, let’s expand the scope.

Of course, there were also those who disagreed.

“execution. You may lose more disciples by doing so.”

“Then you meant to stand by the sidelines trembling in fear? I have already lost many disciples…!”

“That’s why…!”

“stop.”

Anger-!

With a short word from Jang Moon-in, the scent of plum blossoms spread in all directions. Maehwa-seon, who overpowered the atmosphere for a moment, smiled again and said.

“It’s a place for outsiders to see. I know you’re impatient, but please calm down a little.”

“…sorry.”

“I’m sorry… Jang Moon-in.”

I’m just watching with a blank expression. Fortunately, there was no arrow returning to me like it was during the conversation with Maehwaseon last time.

“I’ve been thinking about the search.”

“Is Jang Moon-in talking?”

“…Those disbelief eyes are quite sad.”

“…sorry.”

Apologize, but don’t deny.

To have such trust in one’s own literary man… How many accidents must he have had…

“…Kuhmm anyway. The old Confucius was definitely caught up in the volcano, so I’m sorry again.”

“it’s okay.”

“I heard the circumstances, and after talking with the elders, I will prepare a reward.”

“…thank you.”

Honestly, at this point, I wanted to pretend that it was something I should have done or that I didn’t have to give it to her, but if I said that, it felt like the plum blossoms would bite right away.

As expected, Mae Hwa Seon looks at me with strange eyes.

However, since it was a place with other literary figures, it seemed that he could not bear to joke around.

Others seemed to have more to say about this, so I took my example and walked away.

[Looks like it went well.]

“I will. I prepared a lot of things to say… but I didn’t need it.”

[Because it is Dogai, there is something else that can be felt.]

“That sounds like an all-rounder. That means.”

At times, it seemed that Shin Noya did not attach much importance to the later Volcano.

Even when the writer is said to be missing. Even in the same case now.

I felt satisfied that the volcano remained.

What is happening now is something that future generations must go through and overcome.

I think I said that.

Should this be some kind of liberation…?

Thinking about this and that, I went up to the mountain where I practiced the other day.

I was thinking of practicing at least because I thought I would only be able to sleep if I went straight to the dorm.

however.

“What are you doing over there again…?”

From the way up, I knew that Bia Namgung was there because of the tingling energy.

It was lighter than yesterday, but it was definitely Namgoongbia’s energy.

However, I felt another popularity scale.

-profit…! Why can’t I get even one hit…!

While wielding a wooden sword, he stumbles upon Bia Namgoong’s foot play and falls down.

Unlike yesterday, there were no people around to watch. Perhaps there is another training as a group.

Those who stumble and fall roll over the dirt floor.

If this wasn’t the first time, the uniform was already full of dirt.

“…what is he doing over there?”

Bia Namgoong watches her opponent with an expressionless expression as usual.

And what was lying on the floor and whimpering was, surprisingly, an old man.