Chapter 165 – Spring Dream Guest House

While eating….

Even the owner of the guest house, the chef and the server greet me and leave.

I am sorry but this cannot be helped.

Still, as if this wasn’t shocking, the owner said he would be going on a trip for a few days with the money I gave taking the server and chef. Maybe that is why the name of the guest house is Spring Dream. It expresses how delicate life is.

The attitude of the man was quite suitable to it.

Well, I forced the people who were working to take leave, took the inn, and ate the decent meal prepared to my heart’s content.

After finishing the food and slowly sipping the drink, it was difficult to tell if this was a guest house for Spring Dreams or for Lee Zaha.

The pursuers didn’t come.

No guests came.

With nothing to do, I move the dishes to the kitchen and begin to even wash them. Even though I am not good at cooking, I was good at washing, so I cleaned it up and went out with a towel and wiped the tables.

There are times when I feel proud of myself after cleaning things, and this was one of those moments.

Suddenly, I look at the towel I was using to wipe the table and think.

‘Is this an occupational disease? I suddenly wanted to do it.’

I put the towel down and set my mood to fight. A day in the guest house with nothing to do. At the leisure of alcohol and dried snacks.

It wasn’t bad.

If Moyong Baek and Leader Hwang had enough time to return without incident, a little dishwashing and cleaning was fine.

While chewing on the dry snacks, I kept my eyes on the table, the floor, the pillars, the brooms, and the kitchen along with the utensils.

I remembered everything I could and soon forgot.

I sit down at the special spot of viewing that I found and put my legs on an empty chair and close my eyes for a moment.

I was thinking about closing the inn and leaving for Black Rabbit Union if nothing happens before sundown. I am so drowsy that I wasn’t sure if I was fully asleep or half asleep. When the sound of steady walking is heard, I wake up.

And then I hear four times, I look ahead.

A man wearing a bamboo hat slighted his head a little and looked at me as he sat down.

“Can I give my order?”

I look at his barely visible eyes, the jawline, his straight form and the sword on the table.

“All we have is alcohol.”

“It is fine.”

“Then I will prepare it.”

The man takes out a coin from his sleeve and throws it at the pillar next to me. The coin gets stuck in the pillar.

Puak!

I look at the nailed coin and say,

“Throw it lightly. Fucking bastard.”

“….”

“Why do bothersome stuff when not needed? Fucking retard. Tch.”

I go into the kitchen and bring out drinks, the cheap ones, and put that on the table.

“Should I throw the drink too?”

I am about to throw the drink but then click my tongue and put it on the table. On the way back, I can feel the guy staring at me.

“Disgusting.”

I feel thirsty after watching the pathetic guy and drink a glass of it. While drinking, the bamboo hat guy takes out a silver needle and dips it into the glass.

I snort.

“Look at that. You don’t have to drink if you don’t want to, stupid.”

The guy gulps it down and looks at me.

“…”

It was brutal, as if there were knives in his eyes. I couldn’t tell if he wanted to genuinely cut me down or just stare me down.

I try to block those unlucky eyes of his by drawing my hands to my eyes.

The man asks me,

“Any dry snacks?”

I put my finger into my nose and ask,

“How does… this sound?”

The guy who is drinking another glass spits it out.

“Spit!”

I glare at him while chewing on the dry snacks that I prepared for myself. I shake the beef jerky at the man and then eat it. Suddenly, he and I turn.

A well-dressed woman in pale pink and red clothes, like a palace lady, approaches with a white fly whisk1 in her hand.

I can’t figure out the identity of the one who came down to sit.

But I knew who the woman was.

Demon Fairy.

She sits down without even looking at the bamboo hat guy and looks at me.

I chew on the jerky as I speak.

“What are you looking at, you insane woman. Don’t stare and order.”

She used a fly whisk to shake off her anger and since she is a woman who seemed to disguise herself, she couldn’t help but look insane to me.

Demon Fairy lets out a short sigh and mumbles as if she pretended to chase the flies with her fly whisk.

“What bugs are…”

While I chew on the dry snacks, I look at her and the man and burp. In the meantime, the two don’t even look at each other and continue to keep their attention on me.

I point my finger towards myself and ask,

“Am I that good looking? Seems like you are falling in love with me?”

Demon fairy acts like she would puke. She frowns and waves her hand in front of her, when a beggar begins to drag his foot in.

Looking at the beggar I think.

All those in the Beggars Union are beggars, but not all beggars are of the Beggars Union. A beggar who didn’t belong to the union sits at a distance from the two and looks at me.

I say to the beggar,

“You bastard, how dare you sit down when you have no money!”

The beggar laughs at me with his yellow teeth.

“Server bastard if you have confidence try kicking me out.”

I point to the beggar and say,

“Stay seated.”

He giggles.

I sigh.

“There are a lot of guests today.”

While drinking a glass of alcohol Yeop Ya-hyung comes in smiling.

“Haha… ah, hello.”

No one even looks at his face.

“Warrior Yeop, we meet again.”

He smiles and says,

“Uh? Right.”

“Why did you come? Here to die?”

He looks me straight in the eye and says,

“As if I would? I came here because I didn’t want to die.”

Pointing to the seat in front of me, I say,

“Come and have a drink.”

Yeop Ya-hyung holds his hand out.

“I will have to refuse.”

Still, when someone I knew came, I feel glad that I could ask him,

“Any more guests to come?”

With a nervous expression he takes out a cigar and bites into it.

“Well, how would I know about that? We should wait.”

As he begins to breathe into it after he lights it on fire, the woman who is behind waves for the smoke to go.

But the guy with bamboo hat is still glaring at me and I say,

“Sir, you shocked me! Your eyes keep staring at me. You jerk. You fucking scared me. Can you not see for you to use those eyes by opening them that wide?!”

I click my tongue looking at the guests.

The insane guy in the bamboo hat, the mad bitch with that whisk, the beggar who limps, and this guy who laughs… the guests I got are so diverse.

I point to the sky and say,

“If I am guilty!”

“…”

“There must be no other crime than to help. I never thought that the life of a swordsman would be this hard. Fucking shit.”

“This is all because you misread the book.”

Yeop Ya-hyung smiles and asks me,

“Which book was it?”

“Still, Warrior Yeop is the only one I can talk to here.”

Yeop Ya-hyung smiles and nods.

“I will listen to you then.”

“I liked this guy called the Gambling King, and there was this book I got from his home.”

I continue to talk by chewing on the dry snack.

“It was written, the strongest in the world is a swordsman.”

“Ah, is that so?”

“Well, it was written in every phrase that a swordsman is strong. There were the words of expert warriors.”

Yeop Ya-hyung speaks while eating.

“Such nonsense was written?”

“I know.”

“So, you believed the scammers words? You are more naïve than you look.”

I answer in a serious tone.

“No. you bastard. How can I trust that?”

Since I cursed at him, the guy looks upset and puts in the mandarin he took out into his mouth.

I continue talking.

“But it was my first time hearing that shit. But the important thing is no one considered it as nonsense. What is important is always rare. So, it has to be verified. What do you people know? Whether the words in the book are true or not… it is something you have to try to realize right?”

Yeop Ya-hyung replies looking surprised.

“Ah, so you acted like that. You went to hit the bandits. You are a wonderful person. But I think you misread the book though. It is the first time I have ever heard anyone mention such a book.”

I nod and smile.

“I might have misread the book, but you seem to have misread the person.”

Yeop Ya-hyung smiles as he says,

“Such nonsense.”

When I jump up, making the chair creak…

All four of them are startled and get up, but the man in the bamboo hat stops himself from pulling his sword.

As I sit quietly, I say,

“You fucking assholes. You scared the shit out of me. Hahaha….”

I burst into laughter hitting myself on the thigh and three of them sat back. I really admired the bamboo hat guy.

“You have amazing cool headedness.”

I yawn but then think an assassin needle might be thrown in, so I cover my mouth.

This was a rule of manners too.

After pouring alcohol into the half empty glass, I put ice qi into the glass, and it freezes the liquid in no time. Yeop Ya-hyung looks at me.

“What are you doing?”

After pouring a fresh drink over it, I shake the glass to cool the fresh liquid.

I raise my glass and tell them,

“This is cold alcohol.”

Gulping it down, I wipe my mouth.

“Kyaa…. It tastes like this.”

I put the frozen glass down after seriously thinking about throwing it. It was because a man in his mid-thirties was walking to the guest house pretending to be busy, with a dull expression in his eyes.

He stops right ahead of the guest house for a moment and looks at Yeop Ya-hyung while he points and Yeop Ya-hyung says,

“Yes, right.”

The busy looking man nods and walks right over to sit across. He rubs his hands together and asks me without another thought,

“Young one, why are you interfering with other people’s business? You caused huge casualties and property damage to our business. How do you plan to compensate for it? I don’t think you can handle it alone. You are?”

Yeop Ya-hyung answers,

“The Sect Leader for Low-Down Sect which is making its name now. There is the Black Rabbit Union under his command, and he killed many warriors under the unorthodox sect.”

“What are his specialties then?”

“The subordinates trained by him tend to move on their own.”

Hearing that he asks me,

“You a hero or something? Why are you doing this?”

I try to be respectful because this bastard gives off such a mood.

“But who are you?”

“…”

“I want the name. You come acting up the moment you fucking stepped in.”

I suddenly try to bring in a fight.

“I am not the Low-Down Sect Leader. How dare this fucking guy think I am the head of a sect? The Sect Leader avoided it, and I took his place…”

I look at Yeop Ya-hyung innocently.

‘… did my acting work?’

The man ahead glares at me and asks Yeop Ya-hyung,

“What happened? He says he’s not.”

He replies in a calm tone.

“It is the Low-Down Sect Leader, I am right. This mad man is playing pranks on us.”

I brush my hair with my left hand.

“I heard it right. You people aren’t normal.”

The man frowns and glares at him and I say,

“I am also acquainted with the Alliance leader, so act in your limit.”

I glare at the man who is ahead of me and, the one who seems to be their leader, tilts his head, and says,

“We don’t have a good relationship with the Murim Alliance Leader. Do you know each other?”

I cross my arms.

“Because I know the head of the Demon Cult. Don’t try wagging your tail now.”

I didn’t kid.

And the guy ahead of me and his lackeys all went stiff.

‘It worked.’

After setting the mood, I speak in a prideful tone.

“That is me.”

Editor’s Note

1. A fly whisk is a tool that is commonly used to swat flies. In the context of Buddhism, it represents the symbolic “sweeping” of ignorance and mental afflictions. ↩️