Chapter 28 – I Want to Hold You… (2)

The abbot had arrived, right in the middle of the Dangga district.

It was not a normal situation for the abbot, who was no less than the king of the Color Horse, to be in the midst of a powerful faction like the Jeongpa.

“He must have come because he thinks he won’t get caught…”

The abbot was someone who would let the Jeongpajeil sword, his own sword, go to waste because of his own greed.

He wouldn’t have come if he knew he would be caught by someone as lowly as Paeng Yeon-hwa.

“I heard roughly how you got here. You caused a disturbance at the Juru where Haomun’s hand could reach.”

“…I didn’t even know that.”

“I told you to stay put, but you came here looking like a beggar. Do you know how surprised I was?”

I felt wronged. I briefly told Huang Bo-hyo-sun about what happened when I was caught.

“That bastard Geomseong is not the only crazy one. His granddaughter is crazy too. She’s a crazy bitch who guesses how big someone’s luggage is and thinks she’s better than them.”

That’s what I said.

“Who the hell is Yeomwangdo? Wasn’t Geomseong chasing you, sir?”

“He’s a top-notch master among the top-notch masters. A master of the Sa Pa.”

The abbot said with a frown.

“If I say he came after me, there will be a lot of trouble. So Geomseong probably set up a scapegoat nearby and chased after him.”

“Excuse me? Then…”

“Maybe this is how it will be known in the Kangho. Two of Namgung Se-ga’s masters fought against Yeomwangdo and two people died, and Geomseong saved Un So-yeong and Namgung Hye from danger.”

“…”

“Isn’t it a great move that can protect the victim’s honor, your own honor, and even clean up the dirty Sa Pa master?”

The abbot said with a sneer.

“That’s why he’s called a crazy bastard. He’s a crazy man who can easily take the life of a Sa Pa master to maintain the order of the Jeongpa.”

Oh, but didn’t the abbot kill two Jeongpa masters to eat Namgung Hye?

I was confused.

“There are people coming this way.”

“They’re probably troublemakers. It’s time to help with the morning preparations…”

“Oh, so you had a good time until just before you came here? That’s a very desirable life as the successor of the Color Heaven.”

When the abbot looked at me with a smirk, I felt awkward meeting his eyes. Why, I also had stormy sex.

“Now that I know you’re here, come again tonight. Don’t call any of the girls in the district.”

“…I understand.”

Unlike Un So-yeong, who was held hostage, Dang Hye-won couldn’t come every day because she had other things to do.

Chapter 29 – A Mother’s Guilt

I came yesterday, so it should be okay not to come today. But why am I thinking like this?

“Then, see you later.”

“Yes, take care, abbot.”

As soon as I greeted him, the abbot opened the window, flew out, and disappeared. I should ask him if I can learn martial arts from him if I come at night.

Jegal Mi-ryeong received her son’s morning greeting with her husband, Go Cheon.

“Did you sleep well last night?”

“…Yes.”

Starting with a mineral-like answer, only formal conversation went back and forth, and when their son left, Jegal Mi-ryeong sighed.

Next to her, Go Cheon asked, “Is something wrong? You’ve been acting a little strange these past few days.”

“Nothing’s wrong. I’m just a little tired…”

Jegal Mi-ryeong suppressed the growing sense of guilt as she looked at Go Cheon’s worried expression.

What should she say? That she felt uncomfortable because she had sucked her son’s penis so much that it was bothering him?

‘I must be crazy.’

She couldn’t easily come up with an answer.

Her son’s rising semen that couldn’t be suppressed when she saw her mother’s body, and her son who kept looking around with embarrassment.

If she saw that again, she would eventually have to pull down her son’s pants and say, “This is only for satisfying your desires, don’t see me as a woman.”

Moreover, the fundamental reason why she was treating her son coldly was elsewhere.

The sharp-witted Jegal Mi-ryeong knew very well why she was putting up a wall against her son.

‘A mother who feels arousal from her son’s semen…’

At that moment, she turned white with shame and her mind went blank, and in the end, she just hurriedly returned home.

Since then, Jegal Mi-ryeong avoided eye contact with her son. If she met his eyes, she felt like he was looking down on her like an object, like a female.

Jegal Mi-ryeong tried to forget that day’s memory and held hands with her husband, who was looking at her with concern.

“It’s really nothing. Our son… came back, so what’s there to worry about?”

What was she thinking? She had a loving husband by her side, a husband who cherished her.

Chapter 29 – A Mother’s Guilt

If her son met another woman his own age, he would lose interest in his mother.

Things could go back to the way they were before. A stable husband, a kind son, and a happy family.

Jegal Mi-ryeong believed this without a doubt.

“You don’t look too good today…”

Even if she didn’t treat him kindly, she wished there was some change. But with this wall between them, her regret was overwhelming.

She couldn’t figure out how to progress their relationship with So Yeong or Dang Hye-won, whom she met under special circumstances.

She regretted not seizing the opportunity when it presented itself.

As she walked, lost in thought and regret, she heard footsteps approaching from the other side.

It was Sibi, the plump and cute servant who had apologized for being late in the morning.

“Young master, Miss Dang Yeong is here to see you.”

“Dang Yeong?”

Who was that? I tilted my head in confusion.

“She is the daughter of Lady Gaju.”

“What does she want?”

Other than greeting Lady Gaju when I came here, I didn’t have any contact with the people of the Dang family.

What was the point of building connections when they would all be reset if my father’s identity was revealed?

Sibi looked down and answered, “I’m not sure…”

“Is that so? I’ll find out when I meet her.”

It was barely morning, was it appropriate to visit someone else’s house already?

Oh, come to think of it, it’s not someone else’s house, it’s mine.

Sibi delivered the message and with permission, I went inside. Inside, there was a woman sitting and drinking tea as if she owned the place.

“Nice to meet you. My name is Kang Yoon.”

“Nice to meet you too. I’m Dang Yeong.”

Dang Yeong casually replied to my introduction and tilted her teacup again. What did she come here for?

Without even looking at me, Dang Yeong spoke again.

“You’re hardworking from the morning.”

“I’m on my way after paying my respects in the morning.”

“Is that so? You said it was fake?”

“…”

I was speechless. She had a sharp impression like Paeng Yeon-hwa and spoke vulgarly while drinking tea.

“If it’s fake, you should just take up space. I was just curious why you were paying your respects like a real son.”

I couldn’t tell if she had a bad personality or if she just didn’t know how to speak carefully.

Both annoyed me.

“…Did you come here for that?”

“Of course not.”

Dang Yeong giggled. Her face was sharp like Paeng Yeon-hwa, but she was still beautiful. But seeing her look so unpleasant made me realize that a person’s personality and expression are important.

“I came because your aunt asked me to take care of you.”

Dang Hye-won? Why?

“I don’t know how long our relationship will last, but if we get along well, we can also get along well with Jegal Yeohyeop, right?”

“You’re honest.”

She didn’t care about me, but there are people who can say, “I don’t care about you, but I have something to gain from you, so do well.” The world is indeed vast, damn vast.

“So if you have any difficult or curious things, come find me.”

“…Yes, I will gratefully accept your kindness.”

Dang Yeong giggled and got up from her seat. As she led me out with Sibi, I couldn’t help but wonder, “So what did she come here for?”

“Phew…”

Dang Yeong took a deep breath. But no matter how hard she tried to slow down her breathing, her pounding heart showed no signs of calming down.

Seeing Sibi’s worried expression, Dang Yeong quickly spoke up.

“How was it? How was it?”

“Miss…”

“Kang So-hyeop, did you feel my charming presence? Hmm?”

Seeing the lady who had just shown a dull attitude now mistaking it for a charming presence, Sibi and Yu-ha shook their heads in disbelief.

“Miss… I think you made a mistake…”

“Why?”

Due to her upbringing in the Dang family’s forbidden greenhouse, Dang Yeong didn’t know the simple truth that people are different from each other.

“You praised him for being diligent from the morning, and you also said that if there was anything difficult, he could come to you anytime.”

Yu-ha regretted advising her to emphasize her charming presence to the lady with a sharp impression.

“It’s a matter of expression… Kang So-hyeop definitely didn’t think of it positively…”

“But he’s a guest… He said he would gratefully accept it…”

“Of course, because he’s a guest… He’ll say he’ll gratefully accept it, but then ask him to leave right away.”

Hearing Yu-ha’s criticism, Dang Yeong’s mind went blank.

“But if you take a somewhat high-handed attitude, it’s better, right?”

“Where did you hear that?”

Yu-ha’s expression was almost exasperated. Dang Yeong spoke in a crawling voice.

“In the latest novel I read…”

“Miss! Novels are different from reality!”

It was a scene where the roles of Sibi and the owner were reversed.

To Dang Yeong, it seemed like a pretty good plan to sell her aunt Dang Hye-won’s name and expose Kang Yoon’s face. She had already confirmed that the two people who had passed by each other several times didn’t even properly greet each other.

It seemed like a success to subtly hint that she had the intention of getting closer to her partner, but it didn’t seem to be working in Yu-ha’s eyes.

Dang Yeong, a 20-year-old virgin.

She was a clumsy and innocent virgin who had her heart stolen by a passing man of a certain color.