Madam, exhausted from crying, fainted and went to bed. We left the room only after confirming that she was fast asleep. It was already dark everywhere. Myoryeong tapped my shoulder.
“You were kind of cool earlier.”
“…… Myoryeong.”
“What?”
I leaned weakly against the wall.
“……Don’t make me say anything.”
“What? What’s wrong with you?”
I felt sick to my stomach because I ate snacks in a stuffy and uncomfortable atmosphere. I crouched down and hit my chest with my fist.
“Should I call Young Master Soseo?”
“Oh, no. I think I’ll be alright if I just lie down a little bit…”
I don’t have the strength to go back to my room. Myoryeong patted me on the back as I softly breathed.
“How are you feeling? Are you okay?”
“It’s better than before…”
I still felt stuffy. When Myoryeong was restless and couldn’t do anything about me being sick…
“You’ve finally come out.”
It was Moyong Hwa. No, wait a minute. Why is he here now? If you look cute like a cat, then that’s that. Couldn’t you come a little later? I looked at Moyong Hwa with bewildered eyes.
“What did you talk about with my aunt? Why did she want to talk to you…”
Mo Yong-hwa flinched when he saw my half-dead appearance.
“What’s wrong with him?”
“He’s feeling stuffy.”
“What?”
I said with a groan.
“I just want to throw up, but it’s not coming out.”
“That’s really bothersome. So, do you want me to slap you on the back?”
“I’d appreciate it if you would.”
As soon as Moyong Hwa finished speaking, he raised his hand without hesitation. As soon as he was about to swing his arm, a thought went through my head like lightning. I shouted in a hurry.
“Wait a minute!”
Moyong Hwa’s arm stopped. I asked desperately.
“You’re also a martial artist, right?”
“Isn’t it obvious? I’m the Moyong Family’s heir.”
“Don’t! Don’t hit me! Forget it! I made a mistake!”
I tried to vomit to feel better, but I almost ended up vomiting blood. When I changed my mind, Moyong Hwa got annoyed.
“What are you going to do then?”
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I lay down and murmured blankly.
“…… I can take you calling me Oppa, but I really can’t stand you calling me Oraboni.”
“That’s still a shock?”
“I feel sick in a different way than before.”
“You don’t even realize the favor I’m bestowing upon you.”
“Oh no, thank you Myoryeong. If I feel sick again, I’m counting on you.”
“…… I hope you get a hundred boyfriends instead of one single girlfriend.”
“Huh, it would be 100 times easier to have one girlfriend than to have 100 boyfriends.”
Even after Myoryeong cursed me, I was feeling so relaxed. Myoryeong, who was staring at me with her hand on her waist, slapped my arm.
“Hey, move closer to the wall. I’ll lie down too.”
“Oh, it’s so cramped here.”
“Shut up.”
As I squeezed closer to the wall a little more, Myoryeong lay down on her back. As expected, I feel the most comfortable when I lie down with Myoryeong. Maybe because I was feeling relaxed, my true feelings slipped out of my mouth.
“Ah… I miss reading RoFan.”
“…….”
Myoryeong, who would normally follow with “I miss reading BL”, didn’t say anything. I looked at Myoryeong with puzzled eyes. Myoryeong turned her back to me and murmured.
“No, what. I can watch it in real time.”
“What? Say it a little louder.”
“No, it’s nothing. But don’t you think we’re unexpectedly compatible with the martial arts genre?”
“Why did you change the subject all of the sudden? It’s even more suspicious if you do that. Hurry up and tell me what you just said.”
“No, it’s not sudden at all, it’s what I’ve always been thinking.”
Myoryeong spoke faster and faster.
“Now I know a lot of martial arts terms. Oh, I’ll start reading martial arts when I go back to our world. It’s a shame that I didn’t read a few pages of “Murim Tale” because I didn’t understand the terms.”
“… Me too. I’m so curious about what will happen in the future. I’m also curious about what Seolhwa will go through in the North Sea.”
“Right? If I had known how the original novel went, I could have made preparations if something dangerous happened.”
“But there’s something I’m the most curious about right now.”
“What is it?”
“Was Soseo a main character or a supporting character in “Murim Tale”?”
“He’s the Peng Family’s heir. Wouldn’t he have some weight as the protagonist’s helper?”
“Wow, that would be amazing. It would look amazing if you two stood side by side.”
“….Face con bottom.”
“Huh? What did you say?”
Myoryeong cheekily shut up again. What’s wrong with her today, always making people curious. I was poking Myoryeong in the back and urging her to repeat what she said earlier, when the door opened.
“Myoha, are you inside?”
“Oh, Grandfather Jang.”
“So you were here too, Myoryeong. If I knew, I would’ve come to this room first.”
We clumsily got up.
“What’s the matter?”
“Both of you tidy up your clothes first.”
“Oh, yes.”
We tied our clothes and hair up as Grandfather Jang told us to. He then said.
“I heard Young Master Moyong Hwa wants to keep you two around while he trains.”
“What?”
“Thinking about it, Young Master Soseo hasn’t even come out of his room today. Did something happen yesterday?”
“Yes.”
I smiled awkwardly. Grandpa told us over and over again to be careful.
“Be careful of your actions. Young Master Moyong Hwa is not as forgiving as Young Master Soseo. Even the slightest mistake will change his judgment of you.”
“We know. We will be sure to be careful.”
“And if it’s possible…”
There’s more? We looked up at Grandfather. Grandfather said solemnly.
“Show him that the Peng Family’s servants are superior to the Moyong Family’s. Even though you have only just started to work here, you already have a glimpse of how it is.”
“……We will try our best.”
We headed to the training grounds. Moyong Hwa, dressed in black robes with red embroidery, was waiting for us.
“What did you talk about with my aunt yesterday?”
I knew it. He’s really insistent. Our answer was exactly the same as yesterday’s.
“I’m sorry, I cannot tell you.”
“…….”
Moyong Hwa frowned as he twisted his braid with his fingertips. He, who had been staring at us for a while, opened his mouth.
“Would you answer like that if I was Hyung-nim?”
We nodded right away.
“Yes.”
Moyong Hwa opened his eyes wide.
“…… You really would have answered like that even if it was Soseo Hyung-nim?”
We nodded once more. The corners of Moyong Hwa’s mouth went up again.
“Yeah, that’s right.”
He gets angry by himself and he gets happy by himself… It seems that Moyong Hwa is quite a volatile fellow. Moyong Hwa pulled out his sword, saying he should start training. Wow. Admiration flowed out of our mouths. If Soseo’s training using a heavy Great Saber was taciturn and destructive, then Moyong Hwa’s training using a nimble sword was light and cheerful. It’s amazing. It feels completely different from Soseo.
But… Is it just me or…?
“… Um, Myoryeong.”
“…… Yes, I felt it too.”
Well, somehow, the more we admire it, the more intense the training seems to become. We shouted as a test.
“I can feel the Young Master’s prowess. Perfect!”
“The Young Master’s day is more rewarding than my week!”
I knew it. It got more intense again. We stared at the corner of Moyong Hwa’s mouth, which had risen again while we weren’t paying attention. It seems that he not only has quick mood swings, but also likes compliments. I thought he was prideful. Is there no one in the Moyong Family that praises him like this? Due to the intense training, Moyong Hwa’s body soon became drenched in sweat.
After finishing, Moyong Hwa put down his sword and held out his hands. We quickly ran to him with water and towels in hand. He wiped his face with a towel while drinking water given to him by Myoryeong. We quickly fawned over him.
“I didn’t expect the sword to be such a cool weapon. Oh, I guess it looked cool because it was Young Master Moyong Hwa who used it?”
“That’s right. That was really cool, Young Master.”
“Really? Did I look cool?”
Ah, moderate flattery is really very helpful in social life. The corner of Moyong Hwa’s mouth showed no sign of coming down with our praise parade. Yeah, enjoy this as much as you want. I think you have your reasons to be like this, so we’ll be good to you. The moment I thought that, Moyong Hwa asked.
“More than Soseo Hyung-nim?”
Myoyeong and I laughed awkwardly.
“What? Well that’s…”
“No.”
But the answer I gave was different. Moyong Hwa froze at my firm answer. I was unable to give up on the favor I had received from Soseo. Myoryeong hugged me and hurriedly backed away.
“I’m, I’m so sorry, Young Master. It’s because this guy really likes Young Master Soseo.”
“…….”
“Master Soseo took care of us, who had no way to make a living. Since then, whenever he gets the chance, he praises Young Master Soseo with all kinds of things, such as saying that he is the kindest person in the world, or that he is the coolest, which sometimes also gives me a headache haha….”
The distance between us and Moyong Hwa became increasingly bigger. Okay, at this point, let’s just run away to our quarters. Moyong Hwa’s mouth moved at the same time as Myoryeong whispered.
“…The sweetest? Ha, even a dog passing by will laugh at that.”
Moyong Hwa’s head moved strangely. Just like Moyong Soha did on the day she lost her mind. The moment Myoryeong started to embrace me harder, Moyong Hwa’s face got closer. His bleary eyes glared at me without shaking an inch.
“That guy is sweet? That pretentious and two-faced guy, sweet?”
Without realizing it, I felt goosebumps all over my body. Soseo is two-faced?
Och..Now i am really curious ^^
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My guys it’s pretty f*cking obvious Soseo is two faced, I don’t really know what to say, like it’s so obvious??? I know you might be blinded by your pink tinted glasses but come on.
He is an incredibly loyal servant though, I’ll give him that. I wish there were more novels where the mc was an actual loyal servant and not a two timing spy.
Well, they’re both really stupid, so I’m not surprised they didn’t figure it out… Otherwise, I agree with you.