Chapter 229 – One on One – Samamang

Squeeze, then stand up again.

Squeeze again, then stand up again…

Paengsoso made my thing angry by trying every possible way to make it wither away. Until I couldn’t even twitch anymore, she kept going.

Thanks to her, I now understand what it means to burn something white. No, I became that.

There was only one window in this dark room. Paengsoso only released my handcuffs when the morning sun poured in from it.

However…even though my hands were free, I didn’t want to move because I had no strength.

“Save me….”

“Oops! Jin Gagaga is broken!”

Paengsoso, whose gloss sparkled, was the opposite of me, who was dying.

Paengsoso poked my cheek with a smile.

“Well, I did use it for a long time.”

“….”

Who made me like this!

I was momentarily upset, but I didn’t even have the energy to be upset.

It’s strange. Yanggi has recovered to the level of six people, which is more than before, but I have no strength.

Did I look at her without saying a word?

Paengsoso opened her fingers that were poking my cheek and blew on my face with her palm, acting cute.

“Oh my. I’m just kidding!”

“I can’t believe it after what we did yesterday….”

“I’m serious. Look.”

Snap.

“Huh? I like Jin Gagaga like this, so it’s a big problem if it’s broken!”

“Ha! That’s why I…”

Snap, snap.

“Is it going to come off?”

Snap, snap, snap.

“…I’ll let you see it just this once.”

“That’s easy.”

That’s right. I didn’t know I was such an easy man.

Hong Yeon-hwa used to do this when she was upset… Are we really alike?

Paengsoso must be similar too.

Paengsoso, who was giggling, kissed me one last time.

A soft warmth that lightly stuck and fell.

“Jin Gagaga, take a break for a bit. I’ll clean up.”

“Okay.”

Thank you for that.

***

I returned to the lodging with Paengsoso, half-expecting it.

The doctor who was bringing medicine took a good look at my complexion and brought some good medicine, thinking something was wrong…

Anyway, I just pretended to suddenly feel sick and ate it because it’s good for my body.

Anyway, Samamang’s room, led by Paengsoso.

“Unni Mang! Jin Gagaga is here!”

“Second Madam? Please wait a moment.”

Samamang’s voice came from inside. Then I heard the sound of something rustling.

Is she changing clothes? She can be more comfortable…

Samamang doesn’t necessarily find me difficult, but she tends to be polite.

In reality, we still show respect to each other.

As for me, I feel like, “What’s the point now?” But I guess Samamang’s distance is the ideal wife in this era.

When Samamang was young, Samase must have been at the peak of her beauty.

As a child of a prestigious family, she must have been thoroughly educated in these aspects.

… Huh? Then what about Paengsoso?

During my shock at the weirdness of Paeng Cube, Samamang, who had finished preparing, opened the door.

Thud.

“Come in… Sanggong? You seem tired. Are you okay?”

“Yes?”

How does she know when she can’t see? Samamang touches my face with a worried expression.

The feeling of her thin fingers touching my cheeks and forehead is ticklish.

It’s like handling a fragile treasure.

“Look at this. Your face is half gone. Sanggong. How about taking a break today if you’re feeling tired?”

“Are you okay with that, Samamang?”

“Of course, it’s fine. We’ll have limited time to spend together in the future, so there will be opportunities.”

A contrast to Paengsoso, who held onto me and squeezed until the end.

Maybe it’s because I was squeezed by Paengsoso all day yesterday. Without realizing it, I impulsively jumped into Samamang’s arms.

“Oh, oh my?”

Samamang receives me, surprised. Instinctively, I bury my head inside and rub against her.

Due to my fairly large height, it looks like I’m hugging her from this side, but that’s not important.

The soft touch, the faint smell of breast milk, and the hand that strokes my head while feeling nervous.

Is this what it feels like to be in Samamang’s arms…?

I was momentarily caught up in the warm maternal love. Suddenly, when I saw Paengsoso making a blank expression next to me, mischievousness sprouted in me.

I hugged Samamang a little tighter and whined.

“I told Paengsoso that I was tired and asked her to let me rest, but she didn’t and kept going… sniffle…”

“Is that so?”

“Yes. That’s why I’m completely drained now…”

“Oh dear. Second Madam did wrong. Making Sanggong like this.”

Samamang speaks to me in a playful tone, as if she has caught on. Only Paengsoso has a gloomy expression. … What’s wrong? Gloomy?

“Why are you saying that now, Jin Gagaga?!”

“Why are you saying that now?! I clearly told you to stop from the beginning!”

“Hmph! Jin Gagaga enjoyed it too! You enjoyed it together and now what?!”

“How can you say that!”

How can she say something like that? The word choice is a bit off.

I hugged Samamang tightly, feeling the warmth of her embrace. How many times had we played and fooled around like this with Paengsoso and Okshingakshin? Suddenly, I saw a familiar figure approaching from afar.

A stern expression, a massive build, a rugged face, and a giant sword on his back. It was Paengojin, who must be busy with the aftermath of the recent events.

“Are you shouting at Soso right now?” he asked, his voice gruff.

“No, sir. It’s not like that…” I replied, feeling Samamang’s worried touch on my face.

“Look at Soso’s face. She was enjoying it too, wasn’t she?” he added.

Paengojin awkwardly cleared his throat after hearing my explanation. “If I misunderstood, then forget it. I thought you were fighting with Soso and wondered how to intervene.”

“Jin Gagaga and I fighting? That’s impossible. Even if we did fight, we could resolve it with a few kisses,” Samamang said playfully.

“If you forgive me so easily, you’ll repeat the same mistake in the future…” Paengojin muttered.

“It’s not me, it’s Jin Gagaga who’s forgiven,” Samamang replied.

Paengojin scratched his head, looking confused. “Soso is the youngest, and she looks so much like my late wife that I spoiled her too much…”

“Don’t say that. I like Soso the way she is. So, why did you come here, sir?” Samamang asked in a gentle voice.

“It’s nothing. I heard you regained consciousness, so I thought I’d see your face once. I heard the Witch of Nohwon is in her room, so I came this far,” Paengojin explained.

“Come to think of it, you haven’t talked to the King since you woke up. Shall I leave you two alone?” Samamang suggested.

“No need. You don’t seem to be in good shape, so I can’t keep you here for long,” Paengojin said.

“Hahaha… Even if we reunited, we still exploded with innate energy!” Samamang joked.

Paengsoso awkwardly mumbled something. She couldn’t say that she was squeezed too tightly by me in front of her father.

Paengojin looked a bit puzzled by his daughter’s strange behavior, but he soon smiled and continued the conversation.

“Well, it’s a bit regrettable to leave it like this. Recently, the relationship between Samaryeon and Un-ga has been decided… Are you curious?” he asked.

“Of course, I am,” I replied.

I had briefly heard about what had happened from my women, but it was only a surface-level explanation. As a high-ranking member of the Murim Alliance and the one responsible for handling the aftermath of the battle, Paengojin must know more.

As I showed interest, Paengojin chuckled and began to speak.

“First of all, all of Ung-a’s kin are dead. That Ung-muyong, the author of that book, seems to have turned even my own children into gangshi, so there’s no need to track him down separately.”

“Oh…”

I heard that Ung-a was not allowed to create a Banggye. So, it must be that the entire Jinju Ung-a clan has completely disappeared.

“We also disposed of all the remaining gangshi and buried them where they should have been in the first place.”

“So you’re trying to completely erase the Gangshi technique.”

“Yes. There was such an incident, so even the current Emperor of Murim couldn’t just let it go.”

Instead, they decided to publicly reveal Ung-a’s martial arts to the officials, rather than storing them in the Imperial Archives.

Ung-a’s martial arts focused on the manipulation of strength and were relatively simple, which would be suitable for the officials.

In the short term, there will be a gap in the border due to the disappearance of the Gangshi, but in the long term, the officials will become stronger.

“Next is Samaryeon… Most of Samaryeon’s unarmed members were sentenced to death. Their martial arts were copied by both the Murim Alliance and the Imperial Court.”

“Well, that’s how it is.”

They won’t just keep them for storage, will they? They’re clearly trying to thoroughly research and develop countermeasures.

They will also add to their own martial arts in the process.

Is this how Safa will be completely uprooted?

Of course, Safa ultimately refers to unarmed people who harm others for their own benefit, so they will eventually emerge from somewhere.

Still, for a while… at least 10 or 20 years, the entire Murim will be peaceful.

“Now, all that’s left is how to distribute the land and rights that originally belonged to Samaryeon… but you and Cheonma-nim have a considerable stake in this.”

“Oh, I heard that from Yeonhwa.”

“Is that so? Anyway, I’m doing my best on my side, so you can expect good results.”

Unlike Hong Yeonhwa, who said that there seemed to be a lot to gain, Paengojin gave me specific numbers, saying that I could gain a foundation that could cause a disturbance.

Is it possible to do something like Habeok Paengga?

It will be difficult for Odaese to have such power… but who knows.

It’s good if it’s good, and it’s not a bad thing.

After telling me various stories, Paengojin patted my shoulder and said goodbye.

“That’s it for now. It got a bit long. Take care of yourself and rest well.”

“Yes, father-in-law.”

I also bowed lightly and was about to see Paengojin off when he said one last thing.

“Finally, your nickname has been decided.”

“Yes?”

Paengojin grinned.

“Baekgeomseong. That’s your new nickname.”

His rough face twisted into a sly expression in no time.

“Oh, and Changcheon Sword King said he wants to meet you sometime.”

We’ve only seen each other once before, and we’ve never even had a conversation.

I became a little uneasy.