Who threatened Cheonma Hara with a knife - Chapter 101



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Who threatened to call me Cheonmahara with a knife? Episode 101

Misunderstanding (1)

A man who thinks that he is not being bullied by the world, but that he is bullying the world. Baekcheon shouted.

“But, I will make you a member of my new troupe, the next best actor after me!”

At Baekcheon’s bold ambition, Jeong-hyeon quickly shook his head sideways.

She had no intention of becoming an actress or a member of a theater troupe.

“First of all, I think you should fix that little voice of yours! Now! Follow me!”

But Baekcheon was already lost in his own world.

From that day on, after training, Jeong-Hyeon was always with Baek-Cheon.

In fact, I asked her to teach me courageously, but she felt burdened by Baekcheon.

The problem is.

“Where are you going! Stay here!!”

Whether she ran away or not, Baekcheon would cling to her like a leech.

What’s more, he kept yelling whether people were watching or not.

“Okay! Take a deep breath, tighten your stomach, and shout! Ahahahahahahaha! Come on and follow along!!”

When everyone’s eyes were focused on her, her hair turned white and she ran towards Baekcheon, holding his hand in a state of confusion.

To that empty space where I used to go with Ilmok.

It was because I thought no one would come here.

And as soon as he arrived at the empty lot, he was startled and let go of Baekcheon’s hand.

“Eek!”

She screamed as if she was about to start a fight, but soon she felt strange.

‘Oh, you’re holding my hand!? Me!?’

If I hang out with that senior, won’t I be able to cure this illness a little?

While Jeong-hyeon was thinking about that alone, Baek-cheon glanced around the empty lot and said.

“Hmm. Are you saying we should practice here?”

Nod nod.

“Huh. I should show off this body’s wonderful skills to my heart’s content.”

Dori dori.

Take a moment to observe Junghyun’s reaction as he moves up and down violently and then left and right.

Baekcheon shouted as if he had attained enlightenment.

“Really! No matter how great your skills are, if you show yourself practicing for a play that isn’t even finished yet, the mystery will be lost! Practice in secret, but only if you show the finished play will the audience be amazed!”

He looked at Jeong-Hyeon with an expression of admiration.

“Now I see that you too have hidden talent as an actor!”

Jung-Hyeon wondered what the hell he was talking about, but he had a hard time saying anything, so he just shook his head.

“Hehehe. You don’t have to show humility in front of me!”

While Jeong-Hyeon was feeling ominous that something was wrong.

Ttukbuk.

Baekcheon suddenly approached Jeong-hyeon and shouted.

“Okay! Let’s start practicing! Just like practicing the internal energy technique, take a deep breath, tighten your stomach, and laugh! Ahahahahaha! Come on, follow me!”

“Aha… ahahahaha… .”

“Oh! That’s not it! Again!”

Her face, which had turned red as if it was going to burst, was screaming at Baekcheon’s insistence.

* * *

For several days after that, the two continued practicing in that secluded empty lot.

And now, a few days later.

“Ahem.”

Ichimoku, who had been watching the strange sight, finally couldn’t hold it in any longer and let out a cough.

Baekcheon and Jeonghyeon turned their heads at the sudden noise and their eyes grew as big as lanterns.

“One look, Confucius!!!”

“Oh, oh, Your Majesty…?”

As expected, the reactions were polar opposites.

“As expected, you are alive! This old man believed in Confucius! Ahahahahaha!”

“… … .”

Baekcheon approached them with a smile as if he would hug them at any moment, while Jeonghyun twisted his body around, not knowing what to do.

“Confucius! Please tell me what has happened so far. After hearing your story, I feel like my inspiration will surge up!”

Il-mok, who ignored Baek-cheon’s nonsense as he approached, turned his gaze and spoke to Jeong-hyeon, who was standing awkwardly behind him.

“Jeong Gwan-do. Have you been being bullied by Senior Baek?”

No matter how I think about it, it was a scene of school violence.

“What do you mean by bullying? I was teaching him to help him!”

Whether the perpetrator felt wronged or not, Ichimoku looked at the victim intently.

Jeong-hyeon’s face turned red as he met Il-mok’s gaze and the events from last time came to mind.

Although Jeong-Hyeon was too embarrassed to open his mouth.

‘Phew.’

After taking several deep breaths, she finally managed to calm herself down.

“Yes, it is true. Your Majesty.”

“… This crazy guy. No, what kind of teachings are you receiving from Senior Baek?”

“I was learning how to, uh, talk to people.”

Only then was Ichimoku able to roughly grasp what the situation was.

‘I heard there’s such a thing as shock therapy.’

I remembered hearing that there are cases where people who are afraid of singing or acting in front of people overcome it by doing things like street performances.

“… You must have had a hard time.”

“Okay, it’s okay.”

The two exchanged glances that contained complicated feelings.

At that moment, Baekcheon spoke to Ilmok again.

“Hahaha! I’m glad the misunderstanding has been resolved! Then, Confucius, tell me about your adventures in Mangaryeong!”

Ilmok sighed at Baekcheon’s nonsense and said.

“I will tell you the story later. So, would you mind leaving for a moment? I have something to discuss with Jeong Gwan-do.”

Ilmok thought now was his chance to find out why Jeong-hyeon had been avoiding him.

But for some reason, as soon as Ichimoku finished speaking, Jeong-hyeon shook his head violently from side to side.

It was okay now that Baekcheon was here, but I thought my mind would start going crazy again if I was alone with Ilmok.

And at Jeong-Hyeon’s intense reaction, Ichimoku’s face crumpled.

‘Damn it. Are you still avoiding me? Why on earth?’

Baekcheon laughed heartily and tried to leave the empty lot, perhaps not seeing Jeong-hyeon’s trick.

“Hahaha! Since we made a promise, I have to tell you next time!”

Jeong-hyeon’s face turned pale at the sight of Baek-cheon leaving, and she screamed without realizing it.

“Go, don’t go!… Please… .”

“!!!”

At the end it changed back to a crawling ant voice, but at least at first it was a yell.

At Jeong-hyeon’s rare shout, both Ilmok and Baek-cheon looked startled.

“See!! If I try, it will work out, right!? Isn’t this also thanks to my great teachings? Hahahaha!”

Baekcheon suddenly felt better, so he approached Jeong-hyeon and patted his shoulder.

I looked at the two who seemed to be getting along strangely for a moment. Ichimoku sighed and opened his mouth.

“I guess I’m being a nuisance.”

If Jeong-Hyeon, who suffers from social phobia, is screaming like that, it must mean that he hates being alone with her.

‘Ugh. Did I do something that would make you hate me that much?’

In the midst of all this, Ilmok was willing to leave his seat to take care of Jeong-hyeon.

“Go, don’t go… .”

If it weren’t for Jeong-Hyeon’s voice heard again from behind.

Ichimoku stopped walking and looked at Jeong-hyeon with a puzzled expression.

“Did you say that to me?”

At Ilmok’s question, Jeong-hyeon hid behind Baek-cheon and only shook his head up and down quickly.

‘What is this case? You don’t want me to come near you, but you also don’t want me to go far away?’

When Il-mok was laughing in vain at the absurdity.

“Ilmok junior!!”

A familiar voice rang out, and soon Mak Ho-yeol appeared in the empty lot.

“When I heard that my junior had returned. You don’t know how happy I was!”

Ilmok let out a deep sigh at the sight of Mak Ho-yeol shouting with a face full of joy.

‘Why do the number of crazy people keep increasing?’

Whether he knew Il-mok’s feelings or not, Mak Ho-yeol just kept talking about what he wanted to say.

“Now that you have returned safely, please answer my sincere question!”

“What are you really talking about?”

“That’s the letter I gave you before I left!”

A question arose in Ichimoku’s head.

‘A letter? What letter?’

And then, belatedly, a vague memory came to mind.

A memory of a certain letter that I threw away as soon as I received it from Mak Ho-yeol.

“I’m sorry, but I didn’t even read it.”

At Ilmok’s honest answer, Mak Ho-yeol, far from being indignant, laughed heartily and pulled out his sword.

“Hahahaha! Don’t worry! The challenge was just a formality anyway. Just accept my offer!”

Mak Ho-yeol, as if he had no regard for Ilmok’s intentions, charged forward with a sword spirit formed and began to attack from the very beginning.

In response to that surprise attack, Ichimoku instinctively drew his sword.

After receiving special training from Master Kang for the past five days, this was the first time Chosik showed off his skills towards people.

visor!

The moment the sword of Ichimoku, wrapped in black energy, collided with Makhoyeol’s sword, its path strangely changed and it bounced to the side.

The second call of the soulless sword.

Bullet Soul Sword.

It was a super technique that used the sword energy wrapped around the sword at the moment of impact to bounce off the object that collided with it.

The eight stages of the Talhonmujeonggeom were all related to the free manipulation of sword energy beyond the movement of the sword.

Just like in the fight between Ilmok and Baekcheon, he created a sword curtain with the Twelve Chosun’s Honokdan and mixed the secrets of the Yoohon Sword.

In a way, it was no different from realizing a part of the first impression that day.

Mak Ho-yeol was momentarily dumbfounded at the sight of the sword he had swung with all his might being bounced away in vain.

‘This can’t be happening…’

Since the last fight, Mak Ho-yeol had been training as best he could. He had even received special training from his assistant, Yu Geuk.

‘The gap… hasn’t narrowed.’

No, rather than narrowing the gap, it widened significantly.

At least during the first fight, we were able to give and take to some extent.

But now, the sword had bounced off in an instant, and the youngest prince’s sword was already flying towards his own neck.

‘Is this the end…?’

Of course, since it was a fight between two officials, he wouldn’t kill them. He’d probably stop at their necks.

However, even if he didn’t die, the futility of losing in one go did not go away.

While Mak Ho-yeol sensed defeat and made a vain expression.

The sword path that was flying towards the neck was twisted.

Suddenly, it turned towards my face.

puck!!

“!?”

The black mask hit Mak Ho-yeol in the face.

“Wh, what!?”

Mak Ho-yeol, who had been slapped with a sword, shouted with a bewildered expression.

“Haat!”

Meanwhile, Ichimoku was swinging his sword at him again.

‘Fuck. Since I’ve drawn my sword, I’ll finish it off.’

Avoiding the Dokgo-pae and Makho-yeol, who were addicted to the non-life stimulant, was only for a day or two, but now it was tiresome.

I was going to give them a proper mental education this time so they would never think of doing it again, just like I did with the Choi Woong trio.

A sword with an expression like a wicked slaughterhouse dances.

Thud! Thud!

One after another, the black mask struck Mak Ho-yeol’s face and body.

For a moment, I was taken aback by Ichimoku’s attitude of continuing the assault without ending the fight.

‘That’s what it was!’

Mak Ho-yeol, who realized Ichimoku’s intention, smiled with a moved face.

“Hahahaha! Thank you! Ichimoku junior!!”

Despite the huge difference in skill, it was certain that he would continue to fight to teach me.

Even while being struck by Ilmok’s sword, Makho-yeol, who was in a state of excitement, laughed heartily and swung his sword in return.

visor!

puck!

Avoid or parry Makhoyeol’s attacks, and strike Makhoyeol’s body several times.

“Hahahaha! Please do more!!”

“!?”

Ilmok, who was trying to vent his anger, felt goosebumps without realizing it.

‘Now that I look at this kid, isn’t he just a guy who likes to get hit rather than a binge-watching addict?’