A Stuffed Cheonma in my Head - Chapter 25



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Episode 025. I left something behind for a moment.

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How dare you try to steal money from a poor blind person.

This is clearly crossing the line.

I watched the guy screaming with my eyes closed while he grabbed my arm.

The guy was sitting on the floor with his face distorted, as if he was in a lot of pain.

Although it was originally difficult to tell the subtle changes in facial expressions, it was possible to sufficiently tell through intuition that he was frowning deeply.

I knew from the beginning that this guy would approach me.

Because as soon as I sat down, the table where the guy was suddenly became quiet.

Still, I left it alone.

I let him put his hand into my arms.

Because it can be frustrating to get hit before you even put your hand in.

“Whoaaaa!”

I asked the screaming guy.

“Doesn’t it feel unfair now?”

“Kkaaa!”

“Thank goodness. It was good. There shouldn’t be any injustice.”

Knock! Several chairs were pushed from the direction where the guy was sitting.

“This kid!”

When my colleague’s arm was torn off, the guys at the same table stood up in agitation.

Their appearance was like that of warriors who could not bear to see their comrades in danger.

Why do these kids keep imitating the heroes of justice?

“Ahhhh!”

Whether or not, the pickpocket continued to scream.

I was about to let this poor bastard go who tried to steal money from a poor blind man… … .

I wondered for a moment whether blind people all over the world would forgive this guy.

‘If I were blind, would I have forgiven you to this extent?’

I thought a good blind person might have forgiven him, but I concluded that a bad blind person like me would not have done so.

People don’t change easily.

Could it be that just a small crack in my arm gave me a lesson that would change my outlook on life?

My answer was ‘no’.

Besides, the rest of his hands were fine.

If we leave him like this, isn’t it obvious that he will use his good hands to steal money from other blind people?

Still, I decided to give it one last chance, taking into account the opinions of the good blind people in the Association for the Blind.

“Pickpocket. Tell him you were wrong. Promise me you’ll never steal from a poor blind man again.”

The guy glared at me with tears streaming down his face.

There was a lot of murderous intent in those eyes.

“Whoa! What are you talking about, you crazy bastard!”

Then he shouted at his colleagues.

“What are you just standing there watching? Kill this kid! Kill him!”

“hmm.”

For a moment, the image of blind people all over the world collectively shaking their heads came to mind.

“What a pity.”

I poured my energy into the beer mug I was holding and threw it at the guy’s colleague who was rushing at me, then grabbed the guy’s remaining arm.

“uh?”

The pickpocket let out a bewildered exclamation.

“Never ignore the blind again.”

I clenched my fists.

Wood crack!

“Kkaaaak!”

The guy just passed out, tears, snot, and drool pouring out of his eyes.

“Kill him!”

Another comrade pulled out a dagger and rushed at me.

I grabbed the sword that was leaning against the table.

I dropped my arms down to the floor and waited for him to come.

And the moment he approached me, he lifted the sword, scabbard included, from below.

puck!

“100 million!?”

The bastard stopped running and fell down, clutching his groin.

“Ah… … uh… ahh… … .”

Meanwhile, another guy pounced.

This guy was bigger than the others, and showed his bravery by flipping the table over.

In contrast, I was just a helpless blind person, so I fell off the chair and ended up crushed under the table.

“Oh my god!”

Sreung!

The bastard pulled out his sword and swung it hard at me as I fell.

“Die!”

Bam!

I rolled over and dodged the sword.

Then, the bastard’s stinky feet appeared before my eyes.

“Hey, what’s that smell?”

I slammed my fist into my stinky feet.

Wow!

There was a sound of bones breaking.

“Eww!”

The bastard fell down screaming like a girl.

I managed to get out from under the overturned table, holding the sword like a cane, and barely managed to get up.

“Oh my, the blind man is dying.”

Then, he groped for the culprit who had overturned the table, swinging his sword like a cane.

“You dare to overturn the poor blind man’s table? Where did you go, you bastard?”

Knock, knock. Knock, knock.

Then the guy with the broken leg suddenly covered his mouth and ran away, moving like an earthworm without making any noise.

Knock, knock. Knock, knock.

The cane fumbled along the floor and soon struck something soft.

I smiled slightly.

“Oh, I found it.”

“Ahhhhh!”

Then the bastard started screaming and crawling somewhere.

“Just stay still and watch.”

Bam!

“Snap!”

I hit the back of the creature that was crawling while scraping the floor with both arms, then put my feet under its stomach and flipped it over.

Then he fumbled with his cane, searching for the bastard’s face.

“Please… … .”

“Stay still. You don’t want to get hurt.”

“Ugh.”

As I covered the bastard’s mouth with my cane, I heard a groaning sound.

If I were a truly helpless blind person, that would have been a laugh.

I placed my feet parallel to each other on either side of the bastard’s chest and slightly bent my knees.

Then he held the cane with both arms, pulled it behind his shoulders like he was swinging a bat, and swung it with all his might.

Bam!

The blade passed right through the guy’s jaw, and he immediately became quiet.

I nodded my head and muttered contentedly.

“Nice shot.”

The image of everyone in the blind association standing up and applauding came to my mind.

* * *

A guy with a broken arm, a guy with a broken foot, a guy with something else important broken, a guy who got hit in the head with a beer mug I threw at him and passed out.

A total of four people were lying side by side on the restaurant floor.

“Tsk tsk. Young people, that is.”

I clicked my tongue and searched through their arms.

My skills from when I made a living as a pickpocket in back alleys as a child were not lost, as I quickly waved my hand out of their arms.

Let’s roughly count it. It comes to about 20 silver coins.

I called the owner who had been watching from afar.

“Master.”

“Yes, yes.”

I gave all the money to the owner and said,

“I’ll stay for a night and use the bath water. This will cover my lodging expenses and the damage they caused to my belongings.”

“Oh, okay, thank you.”

I suddenly tilted my head to one side.

It was because the surroundings were too quiet.

Only then did I look around and see that the customers who had been eating were frozen like statues, looking in my direction.

I was going to say, “What are you looking at? Are you watching?” but I held back because it sounded too gangster-like.

Ignoring their gaze, I groped around with my cane, found an empty spot, and sat down.

“Sir, when will the food come out?”

“I’ll be out soon. Should I bring you a beer first?”

“Okay. Bring it to me.”

“yes.”

I sipped the beer that had just come out and waited quietly for the food to come out like before.

Only then did the guests look away and return to what they were doing.

The once quiet restaurant slowly came back to life and became bustling like before.

I looked around when I heard a loud laugh from somewhere, but it was actually coming from inside my head.

‘Master. What’s so funny?’

Cheonma mumbled something and said.

[It’s been a long time since I’ve seen someone beat someone up this creatively.]

I asked, quenching my thirst with beer.

‘Long time no see? Is there someone like me in the world where Master lived?’

Cheonma answered with a smiling voice.

[Yes. There was. A mad demon.]

‘… … That name is really different.’

[The devil or the madman. That’s it.]

‘That’s true.’

At a loss for words, I quietly sipped my beer and waited for the food to arrive.

* * *

The sun had completely set, and night had come.

My sister didn’t come.

You must be very busy.

“You stay up all night, leaving your brother behind after he loses his light. What a pitiful guy.”

After washing my body in a warm bath, I was sitting cross-legged in my room, having a meditation breakfast.

Maybe because I slept too well the night before, I couldn’t sleep well.

As Shushuruta said, since this was the middle of enemy territory, it was impossible to go as deep as Iljucheon, so I performed a simple Yun-gi-jo-sik, gathering the energy floating around and storing it in my danjeon.

“… … .”

But it didn’t feel refreshing at all.

When we were in the forest near the foggy cliffs, it was pouring down rain, but now small snowflakes were falling from the sky.

I felt a belated regret that I should have found some elixirs and brought them with me on the way.

Even after being absorbed in my morning routine for a while, I couldn’t fall asleep, so I eventually left the room and went out into the moonlit street.

It was late at night so there were no people passing by on the streets.

I walked down the street with my blindfold slightly raised.

This place was similar to a place I knew.

This large city appears flashy and bright on the outside.

However, the brighter the light, the darker the shadow.

There are always dark back alleys hidden in places you can’t see.

My steps naturally led me to the back alleys, like salmon returning to their home.

I didn’t mean to do that, but as I was walking down the street, I suddenly found myself in a back alley in a city called Scarab.

The unpleasant and dirty smell characteristic of back alleys wafted faintly.

The stench brought back old memories for me.

I was an orphan.

They say my parents were killed by thieves while trying to protect me.

My memories from when I was very young are vague.

My first memory is of stealing bread from a store and running away naked.

A little boy, holding a large loaf of bread, ran away in a hurry as I walked slowly down the street.

The little boy was soon caught by the mean shop owner and beaten mercilessly, but despite being beaten, he managed to buy some bread and eat half of it.

I looked at the little kid with a smirk.

The little boy made eye contact with me, then disappeared into the darkness.

“… … Am I getting old? I’m suddenly lost in memories and talking nonsense.”

As I was walking down the street, reminiscing about the old days, I heard a dull sound, as if something was hitting something, from somewhere.

I went to where the sound was coming from.

There was no particular reason. I just couldn’t sleep. I was bored.

An unusually dark alley where not even moonlight seeps in.

In the inner part of the room where the moonlight had finally settled, a group of large men were happily beating up a little kid.

Nearby, other children were gathered on one side, shivering and watching the scene.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

“이 개새끼가. 우리가 우스워? 존나 만만하고 막 그래?”

“I knew the due date for the deposit was today, didn’t I? I knew it, you retard.”

“Fuck, you should at least show some sincerity by giving us some. You’re not even going to give us anything? You’re just ignoring us right now, right? Right? Are you?”

“Why are you ignoring me, kid? It’s disappointing.”

The kid was getting hit while crouching down as much as possible to reduce the area being hit.

Hmm. He’s an expert. He’s been hit a lot. He’s covering up important areas as much as possible, and he’s hitting areas that don’t hurt that much.

At that time, a little boy who was watching from the side carefully stopped the adults.

It was a trembling voice.

“Stop it. I’m going to die if you do that.”

One of the guys who had been beating the kid glared at him.

“Yeah. You want to get hit too, right?”

puck!

“Whoa!”

The little boy who was trying to stop him was kicked and fell over.

Then, the little boy who had been quietly getting beaten up until then suddenly stood up.

“Huh!”

“What, what is it!”

The men who had been stepping on the little boy stumbled in confusion.

One or two of them even fell down badly.

The boy pushed away the panicked men and threw himself at her.

“Evelyn!”

Oh. My sister and I happen to have the same name.

The men trampled the boy holding his little sister even more roughly.

It seemed like his pride was hurt because he was pushed back by the brat for a moment.

“You little punk.”

“You two are such idiots, you two are acting like a pair.”

“You still have the strength to do that? Alright. Let’s finish it today.”

Thud! Thud! Thud!

The kicking became more fierce.

The little sister looked at her little brother, who was hugging her, with tearful eyes.

“Oh, brother.”

“Stay still.”

The older brother spoke to the younger sister in a firm manner.

Even though it must have been quite painful, he wasn’t groaning at all.

Even while being hit, the guy’s eyes were as fierce as a wolf cub.

I couldn’t hold it in any longer and burst out laughing.

“Pfft… Pfft… Puhahahahahahahaha… … .”

The men stopped kicking and looked this way.

The alley was so dark that they didn’t notice me.

One guy said.

“What kind of kid is he?”

I barely managed to stop laughing before answering.

“A traveler who couldn’t sleep went for a night walk.”

“Are you crazy? What the hell, did you see that?”

“It was quite an interesting sight, wasn’t it? A bunch of grown men swarming around and beating up little kids. Oh, it reminds me of the old days. Can I join in? I’m pretty good at it.”

The guys burst into laughter.

“You’re crazy. If you don’t want to get caught, get out.”

“Hmm. Thanks for the advice.”

As I was about to nod and step aside, my little sister looked at me with longing eyes.

“Please, help me… help me―”

puck!

It was quicker for me to get beaten up by another guy than to ask him for help.

“Where is this stutterer?”

“Evelyn!”

The older boy threw himself at the curled up younger sister again, and the other men joined in with their kicks.

They say life is similar everywhere in the world.

“Hahahaha… … .”

I smiled and walked out of the dark alley.

At the end of the alley, I stopped in my tracks.

Because a little kid was crouching in the thick darkness, staring at me with bloodshot eyes as if he was going to kill me.

I said with a chuckle.

“I know, kid. Stop staring.”

The little ones scattered into the darkness.

I went back to where the kids were having a blast and then I cleared my throat, “Ahem.”

“What? Why didn’t you go and came back again?”

“Do you really want to lose?”

I scratched the back of my neck and explained.

“No, that’s not it. I left something behind for a moment.”

The men collectively frowned and glared into the darkness where I was.

“What is it?”

I thought about it for a moment, then smiled and answered.

“I don’t know that either.”