Chapter 42 – Master of Prestigious Family

The center of East Asian magic.

The end of the ‘foundation’ that laid the cornerstone of magic formulas and chanting.

The family that is responsible for the beginning and end of wizards, still working together with Izega to spread magic in the Old World.

Having already produced dozens of human weapons worthy of being called ‘Great Wizards’-

End of magic ‘Han Seokga’

And I am the head of such Han Seokga. The son of ‘Han Ga-yoon’.

It’s Han Seok-ho.

I… I hate myself.

I’m a coward.

I am afraid to see fire.

I am afraid to see water.

Even if you look at animals, look at people, look at still awls.

Everything… I’m afraid.

I’m afraid of everything It is an indescribable coward.
At least… All I can do now. Just stupid magic. Nothing more, nothing less.

When others are playing football. I’m dumb as an idiot I’m just watching quietly. Efforts to change are just eaten up by the thought of ‘scary’. All I can do is shut myself in the corner of my room.

I’m an idiot.

“Son.”

Throwing everything away just because it’s scary. If you are stuck in the corner of your room. Go… No. Mom comes over

Mom slowly sits down beside me. I’m ashamed of myself, like an idiot again. She averts her gaze.

“It’s okay… Huh? No need to be shy. Seokho.”

When that happens, mom She’s just fine, she tells me. She was always like this She knows her mother too.

That it’s not okay at all.

Wherever she goes, she always sticks by her mother’s side. There is no falling They say it’s fine, but in reality they won’t. Mom will… Bother me too.

When I think about that, one side of my chest ache. The sense of shame about not being able to do anything soars from the tips of your feet.

No friends… No, not at all.

A knock is heard.

Mom turns her head to look at her door.

“Um, Seokho. Have you had a friend?”

Mom smiles and strokes my hair. Her mother gets up from her seat and opens her door.

“Hello!”

Familiar blue hair. Irene runs to me.

“Oh, bye bye…”

“Seokho! Let’s play today!”

Arin grabs my wrist. Her face turns red She said it was okay and opened her mouth. Even so, it was obvious that she would drag her out. Swallow her words

My only friend

Arin Lee.

Unlike me, he is a very bright and lively child. She is sometimes depressed by the momentum, but she is just as much a friend as she is for me.

If there’s something I want, bring it. If there’s something I like, I’ll like it too. If there’s something I don’t like, I hate it too.

When she comes to her senses, she naturally finds herself relying on Arin.

She just sits next to me and strokes her hair wildly. When that happens, her heart keeps beating. I am a man too, so I feel ashamed to be petted. But… We’re friends. If she said no, she was afraid Arin would hate it. She always refuses

She saw Arin’s expression as she stroked my hair.

A very happy expression. It’s a look that can’t be denied… She doesn’t want to be hated by Arin. Now just…

I want to be loved.

“Let’s play with this together!”

Arin brings a badminton racket.
Nod. I don’t even have a good workout. It’s good to play, but whenever this happens, my confidence plummets. But even at times like this, Arin.

“Let’s play badminton with ‘superpower’!”

Take care of me

The only thing i’m good at

Put ‘magic’ into badminton. Gives me hope My gloomy face comes back to life. It gives me the ‘possibility’ to win.

“…Huh!”

Nod. Although he is a confident, lively and strong friend. From start to finish.

Take care of me

“I’ll do it now!”

Arin raises the shuttlecock with cold air. The frozen shuttlecock quietly waits for the start. Me too, I have to prepare.

Badminton racket at the same time.

The racket crackled with a creepy sound.

It starts to ‘split’.

In an instant, the racquet split into 13 pieces and buoys the air with light purple aura. Hit the racket with dozens of spells to make them overlap. Acceleration, empowerment, fire, electric shock, movement, lift, friction…

“Start!”

As soon as Arin opens her mouth, a shuttlecock flies at high speed. One of the rackets split into dozens hits it. But clumsy – and. The racquet breaks without a hitch.

Two if not one.
One of the remaining racquets barely hits the shucklecock and sends the ball. The broken racket falls helplessly to the floor and disappears with the light.

“I’m going fast!”

Arin quickly hits the flying shuttlecock. She quickly applied more strengthening magic to her racket. She hits a flying shuckcock.

Kung-knock-like. A sound that can hardly be called badminton begins to come out of the racket.

Precisely, but quickly.
Move your fingers around and operate the 13 rackets individually. It’s tense enough to make your hands wet with sweat. Then Arin.

“Oh.”

Accidentally miss the shuttlecock.
Kwagakak- and the shuttlecock is stuck on the floor. Arin looks at me awkwardly. Arin’s eyes are burning with competition. She instinctively feels it. Now… It’s a start.

“Now I’m going for real!”

Although now she is just 7 years old. Arin has a strong desire for competition to the point of being suspicious. Even so, she doesn’t keep it in her mind when the game is over, even if she loses regardless of the outcome. Her back end is… Not there.

Shuttlecock once again.

Fly in the sky

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I lost.

A bit gloomy though. It wasn’t bad though.

Because we lost by only 1 point. Saying that I can win next time, I get her heart. I also beat Arin when I played table tennis or badminton before.

In consideration, there is no pretense. I know that he hates it even more when I look after him, and he always plays with me sincerely.

At that time, slowly, but very little. It fills me with ‘confidence’.

That you can confidence.

I don’t know anything else, because I have an advantage called ‘magic’. Over time. Let’s take this advantage to the limit… And cover up the other disadvantages. I get weird thoughts.

Can I ‘grow up’?

Fear still prevails. Even if I was filled with confidence, now it’s just. Little.

Than the will to change. Fear is strong.

“Ha…”

In the middle of the night with the moon rising. The sound of bugs fills the air everywhere.

My heart is strange these days.

Strangely, whenever he is by Arin’s side. The silent heart starts to beat. Even if you want to take a deep breath and stop. Never stop

Weird and weird Whenever I see Arin, my cheeks turn red. If you make eye contact, you turn your head like an idiot.

“Whoa…”

A scene comes to mind. Badminton is over. Arin approaches me, slightly depressed.

Arin said it was okay and stroked my hair. Cross her arms hold her hand…

“Huh…”

Also, her face turns red. Arin must have been friends… It’s just that she’s just a friend.

I can’t contain this feeling.

In the old days… It wasn’t like that.

Clap Clap – Hit the cheek with both hands and shake her head vigorously from side to side.

For now… Let’s sleep!

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Eventually the time has come. Mom sits next to me.

“Seokho…”

Mom holds my hand Her soft hands wrap all over my little bracken hands.

“I’m going to go to school now.”

Somber
He’s very shy, but there’s no way he’ll adapt properly when he goes to school. Just a sad thought A dark cloud looms over your head again.

There’s no way people would like a timid person like me.

I just… I only like people like him. Don’t know like me

“Ha…”

He sighs. I envy my older brother who is three years older than me. I have only one older brother. From his personality to his magic, everything is different from mine.

The only thing I’m better than hyung is ‘magic’.
He is inferior to his older brother in all fields except magic. Sometimes when I confirm that fact, a sense of shame starts to rise from the depths of my heart.

The only emotion that comes to mind is ‘envy’.

I don’t hate my brother
Like it again Because when I am by my brother’s side, I feel at ease. Since we are only 3 years apart, we can meet even if we go to school. The number of people you can rely on increases to two. Nonetheless, I

Fear precedes going to school.

Everything is scary everyone is scary

I’m afraid that the ‘gaze’ looking at me will contain disregard and contempt… I’m weak. Afraid of being ignored

I’m just afraid.

Fear of not being able to overcome.
Fear settles deep in your heart. Took root No way, I can’t pull it out. I turn my head left and right, thinking that I can’t do it.

Still… I’m afraid of people.

Her mother’s face is light, but stained with her sadness.

Mom.

Sorry.

“No, I guess…”

Not yet…

No.

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Mom didn’t blame me.

I just know, giving her a brief nod. Let me know when you make up your mind. He said.

Evening moonlight. The cold night air wraps around me.

Ten days have already passed.

Again, a sense of self-doubt rises from the depths of the chest.

I… Why am I doing this?

A feeling of remorse hits the chest. I hate myself more and more, endlessly. To have a headache. My chest hurts, my whole body hurts. I bowed my head in the rush of emotions.

“Huh… Uhh…”

Forever… Forever. I am like this.

Stupidly I don’t like to mix with others. Not leaving the house, just rotting inside my mother. Without even going to school.

Still.

Are you locked in your room?

You have to go to school, if that thought precedes you. The thought of being too “Terrifying” Overtakes previous judgment.

Fell into a trap A hole you can’t get out of. Got stuck there

Footsteps are heard from far away. Slightly hot air. He shakes his head in amazement. In front of your eyes.

“Are you okay?”

The head of Yijega.

There was Lee Cheonhwa.

“Yes yes!?”

Stutters in bewilderment Can not be done. It shouldn’t be like this. You shouldn’t show me a broken image like this.

Cheonhwa Lee- No. Ian’s father

Because it’s one of the people I admire the most. I respect you next to my dad. But why do you look like such an idiot? Her cheeks turn red with embarrassment and embarrassment.

“Oh, it’s okay… I know.”

I nod my head briefly. Iarin’s father sits next to me.

“I heard something happened recently.”

Iarin’s dad strokes my hair. Warm heat passes over your head. Eyes meet each other.

“Is it true that you said you wouldn’t go to school?”

Smile and stab me in the head. Embarrassment creeps up on your face. He averted his gaze and nodded his head slightly.

“Ummm…”

My body trembles.
It’s a little bit, but the feeling of fear rises. I’m afraid you’ll blame me I’m afraid they’ll ‘hate’ me for not going to school. Head bowed in a moment.

“Okay.”

The family head of Lee Jega strokes my hair again. Didn’t you hate it? It’s a little bit, but the relief comes up.

“Rather than that, he’s been hanging out with Arin a lot lately.”

“Oh, that, yes…”

Since I don’t go to school, it’s only natural that I spend more time with Arin. Again, memories come to mind. Her face heats up. My heart starts pounding.

If you’re fidgeting with your legs. Gajoo stopped stroking her hand.

“Do you like our Arin?”

Both eyes light up. Her face, which used to be hot, now burns red like it’s about to catch fire.

“Yes, yes!? No no, that, that, that that-“

If you wave your hands around in the air in embarrassment. The housekeeper is looking at me

Haha!”

He smiles so brightly, as if the world is about to leave. My cheeks become more red.

“No! You really can’t hide your feelings.”

The family head pats my back with a large palm. The back is light, but hot.

“I can see everything. I like my daughter.”

“Geuh, geu, that’s…”

“You don’t have to be ashamed.”

The housekeeper looks at me and smiles. Even when I turn my head to hide my blushing face, the family head’s face keeps following me. Joe, I don’t like it. Hearing that, keep going.

My heart beats thump thump.

“It’s natural. The two of them hang out like that. It’s strange if love doesn’t sprout.”

“…”

“So, did you confess?”

“Eww, that… Ugh…”

Head bowed down.

“There’s no way you can… You can’t…”

I know. Right now, Iarin is just. Me.

I don’t see you as more than a friend.

You don’t love me…

Of course.

I am weak timid tacky.

Because you’re a coward

There’s no way a lively kid like Arin would like a coward like me.

“Eh? Why can’t it be done?”

Avoid eye contact. Hesitate Open your mouth.

“Because I’m a coward. There’s no way Arin will, that, like it…”

He speaks in a crawling voice. I don’t suit Arin. A weak man like me. Even alittle.

“That’s strange.”

My body trembles. Head up again. Bowed down

Right. I’m… Strange.

It’s a coward.

I’m an idiot.

“My daughter… No. Then, why don’t we change?”

“…Yes?”

The householder looks at me and smiles. Bar, change?

It’s always a matter of breathing. Changing… Can’t be easy.

“It’s so, so difficult, yo… I have to work hard…”

“Yes, I see. In that case…”

The head of Yijega. Lee Chun-hwa looks at me with hard eyes.

“Later, even if there is another man by Arin’s side. Doesn’t it matter?”

My expression. Slightly, but

It turns pale.

“That, that, that…”

“It’s okay not to say it.”

The householder nodded slightly. Again, our eyes meet.

“I don’t like it. Of course. You love my daughter.”

My cheeks turn red Now, I can’t deny it. I feel this feeling. It is love. Nod.

“Now, don’t ask me again.”

Eyes meet.

“If you love our daughter that much – if you want to be more than just friends.”

“Isn’t it enough to change yourself?”

For the first time.

From the depths of my heart

‘Will’ begins to overcome ‘fear’.

Eye contact for a moment. Exchange glances with the family head.

“…Yes.”

If it changes… It will be. Nothing else.

For Irene.

If he becomes a ‘strong man’ that suits her… It will end.

“To do that, you must first take the first step.”

With a hard face, the family head looks at me.

“Go to school. Before learning our daughter, learn ‘people’ first.”

“If you learn and learn like that, grow yourself. If you become proud of yourself.”

“Go to my daughter.”

Slightly, but

Decision is made

Let’s change

Her for her.

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It will be fine.

Now my daughter… Likes weak boys.

Eventually, that will be the case. Later on, you will like a reliable man.

My wife too. Because it was the same

When I was in elementary school, I went out with a strange and slim guy… I went out with me when I was in middle school… And eventually we got married.

It’s just, that, laying the groundwork.

Okay.

…It’ll be fine.