Chapter 103 – It’s Okay Because We’re Drunk (2)
When it comes to the most famous spear technique in the martial world, everyone thinks of the Yang Family Spear Technique.
Since the spear itself is not a convenient weapon to carry around, the spear technique itself was naturally rare to see.
Although the Yang Family Spear, which occasionally appeared in the history of the martial world, demonstrated a terrifying power, it was interesting that most martial artists who learned the Yang Family Spear Technique tended to devote themselves to the government.
That’s why Yang Hajung, a woman from the Yang family who had a personality closer to the government than the martial world, became the wife of Paeng Mudo for reasons unrelated to him.
“What’s going on here? Did you come with Wol?”
“Yes, madam. I’ve never been to the north, so I asked to come and see it.”
“Ha… of all times…”
Yang Hajung wondered what Paeng Wol was thinking.
She was sure she knew what it meant for the inspector to come, but to bring a foreigner to the government…
Because of the words she carelessly let slip, Yang Hajung realized that the man was watching her.
“Oh, I’m sorry. It’s nothing to worry about.”
“…Is that so?”
Most martial artists in the martial world were aware that Paeng Ga was trying to increase his power by getting close to the government.
There was no way to know if this young man was pretending not to know while knowing, or if he really didn’t know, but there was no benefit in talking too much.
“You were holding onto someone who just arrived. Rest easy.”
It was Paeng Wol’s job to command his disciples and select personnel to be dispatched to the government.
Whether Paeng Wol liked the connection with the government or not, since the order had been given by the head of the family, he would definitely carry out the instructions.
Thinking about her position, which was only symbolic of the connection between the Yang and Paeng families, Yang Hajung concluded that it was Paeng Wol’s job to handle it.
Yang Hajung received Kang Yoon’s greeting and passed by him.
‘It’s okay after all.’
Considering Paeng Wol’s age, Yang Hajung was definitely over fifty.
An age that even a country bumpkin like me would find it hard to swallow, and could only be seen as past the expiration date.
But she, who maintained the appearance of a woman in her early forties with her internal energy buff, was a fully ripe female.
“So Hyup…?”
I was staring blankly as her plump buttocks, covered in a light skirt, swayed away when I was called by Sibi.
After receiving Sibi’s guidance again and resting for a while at the guesthouse, I was able to receive a message from Paeng Wol.
“It’s tomorrow morning.”
Chapter 103 – It’s Okay Because We’re Drunk (2)
When it comes to the most famous spear technique in the martial world, everyone thinks of the Yang Family Spear Technique.
Since the spear itself is not a convenient weapon to carry around, the spear technique itself was naturally rare to see.
Although the Yang Family Spear, which occasionally appeared in the history of the martial world, demonstrated a terrifying power, it was interesting that most martial artists who learned the Yang Family Spear Technique tended to devote themselves to the government.
That’s why Yang Hajung, a woman from the Yang family who had a personality closer to the government than the martial world, became the wife of Paeng Mudo for reasons unrelated to him.
“What’s going on here? Did you come with Wol?”
“Yes, madam. I’ve never been to the north, so I asked to come and see it.”
“Ha… of all times…”
Yang Hajung wondered what Paeng Wol was thinking.
She was sure she knew what it meant for the inspector to come, but to bring a foreigner to the government…
Because of the words she carelessly let slip, Yang Hajung realized that the man was watching her.
“Oh, I’m sorry. It’s nothing to worry about.”
“…Is that so?”
Most martial artists in the martial world were aware that Paeng Ga was trying to increase his power by getting close to the government.
There was no way to know if this young man was pretending not to know while knowing, or if he really didn’t know, but there was no benefit in talking too much.
“You were holding onto someone who just arrived. Rest easy.”
It was Paeng Wol’s job to command his disciples and select personnel to be dispatched to the government.
Whether Paeng Wol liked the connection with the government or not, since the order had been given by the head of the family, he would definitely carry out the instructions.
Thinking about her position, which was only symbolic of the connection between the Yang and Paeng families, Yang Hajung concluded that it was Paeng Wol’s job to handle it.
Yang Hajung received Kang Yoon’s greeting and passed by him.
‘It’s okay after all.’
Considering Paeng Wol’s age, Yang Hajung was definitely over fifty.
An age that even a country bumpkin like me would find it hard to swallow, and could only be seen as past the expiration date.
But she, who maintained the appearance of a woman in her early forties with her internal energy buff, was a fully ripe female.
“So Hyup…?”
I was staring blankly as her plump buttocks, covered in a light skirt, swayed away when I was called by Sibi.
After receiving Sibi’s guidance again and resting for a while at the guesthouse, I was able to receive a message from Paeng Wol.
“It’s tomorrow morning.”
I had an appointment to meet Paeng Mudo in the morning at the Paeng Ga residence in Dojol.
Perhaps Paeng Mudo was too busy to meet me right away.
Whether it was Yang Hajung’s words or the situation at Paeng Ga, it seemed like an awkward time to receive guests.
It didn’t matter to me. I wanted to take advantage of Yang Hajung if possible, but it might be difficult due to the timing or circumstances.
I’ll just hang around for a while, and when I feel like I’ve stayed long enough, I’ll leave and go back to Tangga.
To see my women and soon-to-be-born baby…
“Kang-ah, are you there?”
Paeng Wol came in without knocking. Didn’t he send a messenger just a little while ago?
I didn’t hear anything about him coming.
“Come to think of it, you didn’t keep our drinking promise, did you?”
“…That’s right. I’m sorry…”
“I’m not blaming you. What I’m saying is, how about we have a drinking session without any promises this time?”
“…Excuse me?”
It was a strange and nonsensical thing to say, but I closed my mouth when I saw the alcohol being brought in by Paeng Wol.
My tired body craved calories from the never-ending parade of dishes on the table, and the constant horseback riding.
“I don’t really like using my internal energy to dispel the effects of alcohol.”
Paeng Wol spoke with a smile, but there was a subtle pressure in his words, as if he was used to forcing people to drink.
Damn it. He’s a crazy drinker.
“Here, let’s drink it all at once, bottoms up!”
I emptied my glass at Paeng Wol’s insistence, and he did the same with his glass.
Since we were drinking, I decided to ask Paeng Wol a few things I was curious about.
“I shouldn’t have come to Paeng Ga, right?”
“Hmm, what do you mean?”
“I met Paeng’s wife earlier, and she seemed very uncomfortable when she saw me. Iwondered if it was because I’m a foreigner or if there’s some other reason.”
Paeng Wol’s expression turned serious.
“It’s not because you’re a foreigner. It’s because of the current situation at Paeng Ga. We’re in a bit of a difficult position.”
“What kind of situation?”
Paeng Wol hesitated for a moment before speaking.
“Paeng Mudo is trying to expand his power by getting closer to the government. But there are some people within the family who are against it. They think that we should focus on our martial arts and not get involved in politics.”
“I see. So that’s why it’s a difficult situation.”
“Yes. And there are some who are using this situation to their advantage, trying to gain power for themselves.”
Paeng Wol poured more alcohol into our glasses.
“But don’t worry about it. You’re just a guest here. You don’t have to get involved in our family affairs.”
I nodded, but I couldn’t help but feel a little uneasy.
I had come to Paeng Ga to learn the Yang Family Spear Technique, but it seemed like there was more going on than I had anticipated.
As we continued to drink, Paeng Wol’s behavior became more and more erratic.
He started talking about his sexual exploits, bragging about how many women he had slept with.
“I even slept with Yang Hajung once. She’s a virgin, you know.”
I was taken aback by his vulgar words.
“Paeng Wol, that’s not something you should be bragging about.”
“Why not? It’s not like she’s a saint. She’s a slut just like any other woman.”
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing.
Paeng Wol’s behavior was becoming more and more inappropriate, and I started to feel uncomfortable.
But I didn’t want to offend him, so I continued to drink with him.
Eventually, Paeng Wol passed out from drinking too much.
I left the room quietly, feeling relieved that the drinking session was over.
But as I walked down the hallway, I felt a sudden pain on my neck.
I reached up to touch it and felt a hickey.
I realized that Paeng Wol had given me a hickey while I was drunk.
I felt disgusted and violated.
I couldn’t wait to leave Paeng Ga and never come back.
“Well, I shouldn’t have brought you along…”
“Oh, it’s okay. Didn’t I tell you? Bringing you along isn’t difficult, but taking care of you might be.”
“Ah…”
Come to think of it, he said something similar before.
“The only thing that changes when I bring you along is that we can drink without worrying too much.”
“I don’t want to cause any trouble. You need to do your job properly, hyungnim.”
“Pfft, what trouble? Don’t worry, it’s a simple matter of picking a few disciples!”
Is it really that easy? It doesn’t seem like it, considering Yang Hajung’s expression…
“Drink, drink!”
As the alcohol gradually lost its taste, my brain couldn’t think beyond that.
Hmm… what is this… it’s smooth…
Smooth and soft to the touch…
Is this like a woman’s breast…?
“…De…?”
Chirp chirp chirp
When I opened my eyes, it was already morning. I was lying in bed, and I must have crawled in or someone must have laid me down, but I don’t remember.
“I had a really good dream… but I can’t remember what it was about.”
It wasn’t a sex dream… or was it?
Hmm…
I quickly checked my erect penis. Thank goodness, I didn’t have a wet dream.
It wasn’t anything dramatically good, so maybe it was just the feel of the blanket.
“Did you cough?”
“Oh, yes!”
I covered my lower body with the blanket and allowed the person to enter. Get up, penis.
It seemed like they had prepared everything, from water to clothes, since early in the morning.
“We have to go see the master soon, so please get ready.”
“Yes, thank you.”
After a quick preparation, I went outside and saw Baekwol waiting for me.
But as he approached me, he pinched his nose and said something.
“Don’t you smell like alcohol?”
“Whose fault do you think it is?”
Baekwol chuckled and handed me something that looked like a candy.
“Chew on this. It tastes bitter, but it’ll get rid of the smell.”
I followed Baekwol’s instructions and chewed on the candy. It tasted bitter, and tears almost came out, but the smell of alcohol seemed to have decreased significantly.
I covered my mouth and breathed out, and finally, I was ready to meet the master.
“Oh, your mother will be there too. Is that okay?”
“What’s not okay?”
“Okay, let’s go then.”
I followed Baekwol to the main house of the Baek family.
The Gajujeon, which was built separately from the residence used by the Gaju, had something reminiscent of the audience hall where the king received his officials.
No one was present at the audience except for Baekwol, me, and the disciples who would receive the audience, excluding Yang Hajung.
As I deeply bowed to greet him, Baek Gaju opened his mouth.
“Good to see you again. I didn’t expect you to come to the main house.”
“I was worried that it might be rude to visit you suddenly.”
“Rude? You’re a guest brought by Wol, what’s rude about that?”
Baekwol’s attitude was as cheerful as when I first met him at the Guryongjaengpae, but the feeling was completely different.
It felt like seeing an absolute ruler who boasted of his power without any restraint.
Because he was an absolute ruler, he gave the feeling that he could take any attitude he wanted, even a light one.
“You can stay as long as you want. But since Wol is busy, it might be difficult to meet her often.”
“Yes, Gaju. Thank you for your consideration.”
“Oh, right. If you have any difficulties, go see my wife. How about it, wife?”
“Yes?”
Yang Hajung looked flustered. I was also taken aback, but a little expectation rose.
“I heard she already has a face… wasn’t it?”
“Well, that’s true, but…”
Yang Hajung sent me an uncomfortable look with a sidelong glance. What’s wrong? Did I accumulate some dislike stats?
Did I do something?
“Ah, since there is an age difference, wouldn’t it be uncomfortable for Kang Sohyup to pursue her?”
“Well, that could be possible. Kang Sohyup, I’m sorry.”
“…No, it’s okay.”
My hope of building intimacy with her and using it as a stepping stone to seduce her someday was shattered.
But I had no intention of giving up.
Until the desire to seduce her, even more than Wol, became apparent, I would never give up.
After Baekwol and Kang Yoon left the Gajujeon, Baekmudo opened his mouth to Yang Hajung.
“Surprising.”
“What do you mean?”
“Did that friend do something rude to your wife?”
“Not really, but…”
“Hmm…”
As far as Baekmudo remembered, Yang Hajung was generous to her younger colleagues.
He brought up the topic because Wol often had meals and drinks with the same-aged guest brought by Baekwol and took good care of them…
“If your wife was uncomfortable, please understand. I didn’t mean it that way.”
“No, Gaju. It’s just that… isn’t Kang Sohyup almost ten years younger than Wol? I thought it might be tiring for a woman of my age to deal with someone like me…”
“I see. They all look similar to me, but Wol is already thirty-one,” Baekmudo nodded, convinced. He couldn’t find any fault in his wife’s answer either.
Since her attitude was also normal, Baekmudo had no idea that Yang Hajung’s heart was pounding like crazy.
