Episode 248 Unintentional Companion. (4)
“Ah.”
As soon as I saw Namgoong Bi-ah’s face, I unknowingly spat out a sound.
As soon as she arrived at the campsite, she was waiting at the entrance.
‘Since when…?’
How long have you been waiting?
Come to think of it, I guess I didn’t say anything.
‘There’s no way I can do it.’
I didn’t know that Mo Yong-hee would appear first instead of Gujeol-yeop.
Namgoongbia’s face was as cold as frost.
A slight difference can be felt in the subtly raised eyes and pursed lips.
As much as she is Namgoongbi, who does not change her emotions in most things.
That would be a pretty big deal.
“…That’s it.”
What excuse should I come up with?
No, do I have any excuses in the first place?
I am also a victim if you ask me.
‘I can’t say all of that.’
Do you remember the Mo Yong-hee I saw at night?
It didn’t come off easily.
The world is going to end because of the beads.
It looks like I’m doomed right now.
However, he opened his mouth to try to do it, even if it was not a probation.
The words did not come out easily.
In the meantime, Namgoong Bia just looked at me without saying anything.
Maybe they’re waiting for me to say something.
‘What should I say?’
Time passes.
At most, it seemed that several seconds had passed, but it felt like hundreds of times more than that.
Even in the gap, it felt scary to become Namgoongbia, who was waiting silently for flight.
Because I don’t know what lies at the end of this silence.
It’s as if my head is out of order.
I have to spit something out.
It wasn’t as easy as I thought.
at that time.
“Go in first.”
“what?
“Old man. You are busy.”
Mo Yong-hee, who walked forward slightly, spoke to me.
Just go into this state?
‘Does that really seem counterproductive?’
If this is the case, it is as if Mo Yong-hee heard the words and ran away.
Mo Yong-hee, who put my thoughts to shame, continued talking while looking at Namgoong-bia.
“Sword Dancer. Wouldn’t it be better to talk with me than with Gongja? I think we have something to talk about.”
« ” …-
At Mo Yong-hee’s words, Namgoong-bia still chooses silence.
back.
It’s just that I don’t like the fact that it’s a little furrowed.
Still no other words come out.
“is not it?”
Let Mo Yong-hee ask again.
After slightly averting her eyes, Namgoong Biah . look in my direction
It’s a strange gaze.
I wonder if he wants me to do something, but I don’t want to go.
“…go…come.”
Namgoongbia’s words made me hesitate.
“Go?”
” .huh.”
With a calm expression, I spit it out.
Do you really want to go?
“It’s okay… instead… when you come back… tell me.”
Is it an agreement of its own?
Namgoongbia said so.
Turn your back and take a step.
Looking in the direction, it seemed to be heading towards a forest where there were few people.
Namgoongbia walks slowly.
My daughter, Mo Yong-hee, follows her.
“Old Gongja.”
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” .hmm?”
“I had fun this time.”
“Are your words subtle?”
At my words, Mo Yong-hee covered her mouth with the fan she was holding and laughed.
The reaction was somehow amused.
‘ what? Could it be that on purpose?’
Maybe Namgoongbia is here.
I wondered if it was Mo Yong-hee’s daughter.
There was no evidence.
There is only heartache.
Finally, right after Mo Yong-hee’s daughter followed Namgoong-bia’s daughter.
Left alone, I was only looking in the direction where the two disappeared.
“.. Did you buy it?”
If you survived, maybe you survived.
Somehow, it was a very uncomfortable feeling.
Mo Yong-hee’s baby walks along Namgung-bi’s halfway.
As expected, we entered a forest where people were rare.
Because it was so unpopular, Mo Yong-hee was feeling an unknown sense of crisis.
‘Should I have brought an escort?’
He didn’t think that the sword dance would harm him.
Although I don’t like her for personal reasons.
Mo Yong-hee, a rational and calculating person.
At least he knew that she wasn’t the kind of person who would do such a thing.
Namgung Biah, who was slowly walking forward, stopped.
Mo Yong-hee, who was walking along, also stops.
The time when the sun gradually rises beyond dawn.
Bia Namgoong turned around and met eyes with Mo Yonghee.
Her blue eyes, darker than her own, were like jewels.
‘dream.’
When it comes to Namgoongbia, that word would be the most suitable person.
From hand gestures to footsteps, to the sound of breathing.
Namgung Biah was a person like a flower who embraced beauty to the fullest.
‘And yet infinitely strong. Also regal.’
A lot of things you wouldn’t have dared to have.
together.
‘A person who has what I want the most.’
To Mo Yong-hee, Namgung-bi was that kind of person.
It seems to resemble you at first glance. Totally different.
It’s like you don’t have anything important.
A person who has everything he ever wanted.
I had to define the feelings that came to my heart when I thought of Mo Yong-hee’s mother and Namgoong-bi’s mother.
jealousy.
Yes, this must be jealousy.
dull and dark A dirty, dirty feeling.
This must be jealousy.
“Are you going to keep watching?”
« ” …-
“Sword Dancer You called me because you had something to tell me.”
Knowing Mo Yong-hee, I tried hard to suppress those feelings.
Whether Namgoongbi knows it or not, she still doesn’t say anything and looks at Aman Mo Yonghee.
It was frustrating.
Why are you keeping silent?
don’t go near that guy.
don’t covet your own.
Are you already engaged and are you going to get married ?
Don’t you dare take a peek.
I hoped you would say that.
Is this because of anxiety?
He wanted to feel that she was not as perfect as he thought.
“Sword dance…
“…I…not.”
When Mo Yong-hee’s daughter tried to sing Namgung-bi’s daughter again out of frustration.
Bia Namgung cuts off Mo Yong-hee’s words for a moment.
“.. You …. have something you want to say to me.”
The words spoken quietly were carried by the wind that blew briefly and invaded Mo Yong-hee’s ears.
It was a feeling that was deeply embedded in his body.
“no…?”
“…What do you mean by that?”
Mo Yong-hee, who knows, is trying hard to come up with an answer.
I could feel it myself.
It means that his stomach was completely shaken.
in just one word.
I?
Mo Yong-hee, the baby of the world?
It was nonsense.
“Are you saying I have something to say to you?”
At Mo Yong-hee’s words, Namgoong-bia was pierced and met her gaze.
It felt like something that Mo Yong-hee knew was pierced by that confident and colorless gaze
.
It didn’t even collapse.
“I… don’t have anything like that.”
” .huh.”
Bia Namgung simply nodded at Mo Yonghee’s words.
I didn’t ask if it was obvious or not.
It seems that he is thinking of just accepting that there is no and moving on.
that kind of look
For some reason, Mo Yong-hee didn’t like it.
How can I pretend that nothing is wrong? What have I been doing up until now?
you would have seen
how do i feel about him
There’s no way I wouldn’t know.
why me
“Are you just looking at me with those eyes?”
I don’t like it.
It was like that from the moment I first saw it.
Even the appearance that seems to live in a different world alone.
The way the sword shines even more when swinging.
The tranquility of living as if there is no inconvenience in this world.
The thing that occupies his cramped mind is Namgoongbia in front of him.
entire.
Mo Yong-hee did not like it.
“Don’t you hate it?”
” .huh?”
“I’m trying to take him away from you at will.”
At Mo Yong-hee’s words, Namgoong-bia’s eyebrows furrow slightly.
This meant there was a reaction.
Seeing that, Mo Yong-hee continued to speak.
“I am trying to ruin your resting place. Don’t you hate it?”
“no.”
“.. !”
It was the first time.
The firm words came out of Namgoongbia’s mouth.
In the past year, we hadn’t even had a conversation with each other alone.
Because of their constitution, from the time they started receiving heat from Gu Yang-chun, their relationship had collapsed.
In addition, the feelings he has for Namgungbia Gagu Yangcheon are not light.
From the moment Mo Yong-hee also gave her heart to Gu Yang-chun.
The relationship between the two could not be narrowed down.
I hate you too…:
“But it doesn’t matter.
“.. What did you say?”
“I don’t care what he wants.”
Namgoongbia’s eyes were still blue.
I felt that the light was getting stronger.
“Don’t get me wrong.”
It’s a cool, firm voice.
Even the usual slurred speech.
For Namgoongbia, the always sleepy eyes disappeared.
It was full of an unknown presence.
Looking at Namgoongbi, Mo Yonghee’s mother bit her lip.
“.. What is an illusion? Are you saying I can’t take the Gu Gong from you?”
At Mo Yong-hee’s words, Namgoong Bi-ah shook her head slightly.
Does that mean it isn’t?
Then what…
“He’s not mine.”
At the words that Namgung Bi-ah suddenly spat out.
…
_
.
“I am his.”
Mo Yong-hee’s eyes widened.
Namgoongbi Ah, who spat out words as if correcting them, had an expression as if she was correcting an important part.
“He has a small bowl.”
Then, suddenly, the Guyangcheon is pulled down.
If Gu Yang-chun had heard it, he would have been coughing in succession.
What is this all of a sudden…?
At the point where Mo Yong-hee didn’t dare to understand what he was saying.
Namgoongbia continues to speak.
“The bowl is so small that it is already full with what I put in.”
“.. !”
his heart is narrow
To say that Namgoongbia herself is already full.
In a way, it was a bold and confident statement.
For Mo Yong-hee, it was a word that felt like an angular thorn was stuck in it.
he is already his
The words that enter his bowl and take his place.
I want to know where the confidence comes from.
It was not a story that Mo Yong-hee could refute.
“ You, the sword dancer.”
“So, whether to increase the size of the bowl… take me out and add someone else. That’s his choice.”
in the meantime.
I feel certain that I will not completely escape from the vessel in any way.
How could that be?
Are you not anxious at all?
There is an engagement between the three families.
Is it the belief that comes from there?
As Mo Yong-hee, I can’t understand it properly.
It was a word I didn’t want to understand.
one.
Still, there is nothing to refute.
Thousands of stories pop up in my head to cut and refute that nonsense.
Unlike the opposite s*x.
Feelings wriggling in the chest.
I was not allowed to speak out of my mouth.
what are you saying
It was because he knew too well that he would not be able to convince himself of that simple nonsense.
Inhale and exhale warmly.
Towards Mo Yong-hee, who is trying to calm her trembling eyes.
I heard the words I knew about Namgoongbi again.
“so.”
pop.
Namgung Bi Ae is coming one step closer.
Mo Yong-hee takes a step back without realizing it.
I didn’t even draw my sword.
I didn’t even breathe life.
For some reason, Mo Yong-hee had a hard time with Namgoong-bia.
“Don’t use that person for your insecurities.”
At the cold words that pierced me.
Mo Yong-hee had to tremble.
It’s not just out of fear.
It was because it was the word I didn’t want to hear the most.
“.. This is what I wanted to say to you.”
Knowing Namgoong Bi, who was watching such Mo Yong-hee.
After saying his last words, he walked past Mo Yong-hee and headed for the campsite.
Mo Yong-hui, who was left alone, stood blankly for a moment.
I sat down and stayed there for a while.
The campground of the frontline Gu family.
Daeju’s barracks.
Leaving the two behind, I arrived at Gu Hee-bi’s barracks.
He was giving a rough report on the status of the orbs he had checked in the center.
I was very concerned about what kind of conversation Mo Yong-hee and Nam Goong-bi were having.
In one part of my mind, I thought that I might be crushed to death if I got caught in it.
More than anything.
‘Wouldn’t Namgoongbia do well on her own?’ Dumb and clumsy.
It’s because I’m not good at putting someone down with words.
It was my wish that I would not be swayed by Mo Yong-hee.
So, quickly finish the rough report.
I made up my mind to go take a look.
“.. what?”
All the thoughts I heard from Gu Hee-bi’s words were blown away.
“Who said who came?” “”
At my question, Goo Hee-bi wrinkled her expression as if she was in trouble. I just looked at Gu Hee-bi with a troubled expression.
Goo Hee-bi, who had been silent for a while, opened her mouth.
“mother.”
Hyungu family.
“My mother says she’s back at home.”
It was said that the hostess had returned.
