Yubong Resources, Unreliable and Safe (7)
The reason why Bukhyanghwa became close with Seoran was because of their meeting through Song Jin, and also because of the funny incidents that the parties involved couldn’t help but laugh about, such as Siho and Seoran’s engagement.
However, one of the reasons she started talking to Seoran was because her childhood name was Ran (蘭), the same as Seoran.
She remembered her childhood.
Even when she closed her eyes, the faint scent of magnolia blossoms seemed to tickle her nose.
-Rana.
A woman’s voice lovingly called her baby name.
-No, isn’t it time to stop calling me by my nickname, Hyang-hwa?
Bukhyanghwa was clinging to a haggard-looking woman lying on the bed.
-No! Just call me Ran. Hyanghwa is weird.
– Haha, it’s okay. It’s a pretty name.
-I don’t think so.
Hyanghwa was clinging to the haggard woman for a moment, when a stern-faced middle-aged man came to her with a bowl of herbal medicine.
-I made some medicine, Yeon-ah.
-thank you.
Hyanghwa’s father was Bukjungho.
Bukjungho is a tough, haggard woman with a somewhat sad face.
He gave medicine to Yeon, Hyang-hwa’s mother.
Yeon took the medicine and had a dry cough.
As the days passed, the life in her eyes dried up.
-Hyanghwa, can you live well without your mother?
Hyanghwa shook her head.
-Mom, where are you going?
She buried her head in Yeon’s chest and sobbed.
―No! Don’t go! I’ve been having strange dreams lately. A rainbow bird is going to crush me tonight too! I’m scared of sleeping alone!
―… Our Hyang-hwa. Now that you’ve grown accustomed to your nickname, you should learn how to sleep on your own. If you’re really scared, sleep with Daddy.
But despite that, Bukhyanghwa was buried in Yeon and cried.
Even though she was young, she had a general idea.
It was hard to understand death, but she could already feel that she would soon never see her mother, Yeon, again.
Looking at the north-facing flower that did not leave her, Yeon let out a sigh for a moment and then handed her the jade-colored norigae that was next to the bed.
-Thump, Hyang-hwa. Mom will give you a present. Take this.
-What’s this?
-When I was little, my mom had a promise with a friend.
Yeon gently stroked Buk Hyang Hwa’s head.
Bukhyanghwa heard the promise related to the norigae.
―… So, when you meet that kid’s child later, ask him how Hwi-ah is doing.
-Yes! And I will keep my promise! If I’m a girl, I will become a sister, and if I’m a boy, I will get married!
-You don’t have to do it if you don’t want to. Rather than that, just ask how I’m doing.
-No, I will definitely keep my promise! Definitely!
Bukhyanghwa held Yeon’s hand and made a firm promise.
Yeon stroked Bukhyanghwa’s head.
She fell asleep with her mother’s gentle hands in her arms, holding her mother’s jade-colored norigae in her arms.
Her hands smelled like magnolia.
* * *
“…mom….”
Buk Hyang-hwa opened her eyes after dreaming of her mother, Yeon.
A strange floral scent was coming from somewhere, and somehow a slender finger was caressing Buk Hyang-hwa’s cheek.
“…mom…?”
Bukhyanghwa opened her blurry eyes clearly as she held the hand that was caressing her cheek.
And she flinched.
“hot!”
The one who was caressing her cheek was not Buk Hyang-hwa’s mother, Yeon, who had died a long time ago.
It was Kim Yeon wearing a pink royal coat.
Buk Hyang-hwa raised her upper body from the bed with a wary expression.
She quickly looked around and assessed the situation.
‘This is not a torture chamber or a prison, but a clean bed… and no restraints or prohibitions. Are you treating me as a guest, not a prisoner? My magic tools… are missing.’
Buk Hyang-hwa didn’t completely relax at those facts, but she lowered her guard a little and asked Kim Yeon.
“… What happened? I clearly gave the order to self-destruct on the Ilhyangham… .”
Kim Yeon said with a laugh.
“What would have been difficult about canceling the suicide order on that toy ship?”
Bukhyanghwa almost rolled her eyes at the remark that belittled her work, but she barely held herself back and touched her cheek.
“By the way, why do you touch other people’s faces so intimately?”
“I was pulling out the ritual thread that had entered your head. It was easy to pull out because your head is small. Well, since you have such a small head, the magical instruments are shaped like that.”
Ugh!
Bukhyanghwa spoke with a vein appearing on her forehead at the remark that once again dismissed her work.
“… It must be nice to have a big head.”
And of course, a vein appeared on Kim Yeon’s forehead.
“Yeah, I’m a little taller than you, shorty.”
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“Your name was Kim Yeon, right? Could you please change it? Your name overlaps with that of a great person I know, and I feel like it’s an insult to him.”
“Oh my, why is someone else suddenly appearing when I’m the one who’s growing taller? Even if I don’t like it, I can still call my teacher by his name.”
“Ha, you must have studied under such a great person to be like that.”
“You, a high-powered person, wouldn’t know even if you heard it.”
“Why, are you embarrassed to say it?”
“Huh, you really don’t know? Well, I do have a strange title called ‘Gwigun,’ but I can do one puppetry technique…”
“… .”
And then, in the next moment, Bukhyanghwa’s mouth opened wide.
Kim Yeon sensed her strange atmosphere and looked at her with a puzzled look.
Bukhyanghwa looked blank for a moment, then asked in a trembling voice.
“… Are you, your master… a supporting character in a monster?”
“… But is that so?”
“… A hunchbacked man riding a strange castle, Ilmunbeopjae?”
“What, how do you know? Weren’t you born in the high-powered class?”
And, Bukhyanghwa didn’t answer Kim Yeon’s question and just stared blankly.
Buk Hyang-hwa, who had been in a daze for a while, became less energetic than Kim Yeon.
“… Oh, how could his disciple be such an unlucky person…?”
Kim Yeon felt really bad, but when she saw Buk Hyang-hwa looking down and not meeting her eyes, she snickered.
“You were caught by that unlucky guy?”
“… Ugh, it’s not like I lost to you.”
“Excuse me. By the way, how old are you? You, you street?”
Kim Yeon asked Buk Hyang-hwa her age, and Buk Hyang-hwa looked around and answered.
“… 271.”
“He’s younger than me.”
When Kim Yeon and his party fell into Dengsenhyang, Kim Yeon was 26 years old and Buk Hyanghwa was 18 years old.
Although he had become a monk and the age difference was nothing, Kim Yeon crossed his arms and said that he wanted to take the lead in Buk Hyang-hwa.
“Call me sister.”
Buk Hyang-hwa seemed to hesitate, but the thought of Kim Yeon being the monster’s disciple came to her mind.
“Uh, uh… .”
“what?”
“frozen….”
“Can you speak louder?”
“You’re like a deaf person!”
However, Buk Hyang-hwa could not accept that Kim Yeon had ignored her work, and eventually her true feelings burst out.
The tendons on Kim Yeon’s forehead bulged out, and her delicate hands grabbed Buk Hyang-hwa’s shoulders.
Kim Yeon, who had been glaring at the Buk Hyang-hwa for a moment, sighed and got up from her seat.
“… Okay. What am I doing with the kid?”
“Huh, you look more like a kid?”
“Yeah, you look good with a shaved head. Thanks for the compliment.”
She said, looking down at the northern lights.
“… Well, I almost forgot while fighting with you… You’re a colleague of the dragon Seoran, the fox Siho, and… a man named Kim Younghoon?”
The North Korean flower, which had been briefly enraged, nodded as her emotions calmed down.
I had forgotten for a moment because I was being treated well, but strictly speaking, she had been captured while fighting with Kim Yeon.
‘What on earth is going on? First of all, looking at the way he calls out to Seoran, Siho, and Kim Younghoon with goodwill… Did he have a connection with them from before?’
And Kim Yeon explained the general situation to Buk Hyang-hwa.
“Oppa Eun-hyeon… no, our leader, the King of the Ultimate Demons, said that he met Seo-ran and Si-ho when he was in the lower world.”
“… Then what is your relationship with Mr. Kim Young-hoon?”
“He was originally from our company… um… how should I explain it? Yeah, he was originally our colleague.”
“…!”
Buk Hyang-hwa opened her eyes wide at the surprising fact.
‘Master Kim Young-hoon… He was from a suspicious religious sect of demons. Was it because he was from a demonic sect that he often had the word ‘Shinma’ in his nickname?’
She looked up at Kim Yeon with tense eyes and asked.
“… What are you going to do about me?”
“You are a comrade of our comrades, so we won’t be enemies. However, since you led the fleet here, you have caused damage to our sect. So I will decide after meeting the sect leader about that.”
“Cult, cult leader…”
Buk Hyang-hwa swallowed her saliva at the word ‘religious leader.’
I could roughly guess the identity of the cult leader.
He is the one who practically occupies one-third of the Northern Fleet’s power, and who practically handed over the title of ‘King of Conquest’ to Northern Flower.
And one of the decisive reasons that gave her fleet the title of ‘Undefeated Fleet’.
The one who fought on equal terms with Kim Young-hoon, and in the end, even made Kim Young-hoon send a rescue signal!
A monstrous investigation that moves across the entire battlefield with Kim Young-hoon in less than 10 seconds and simply breaks through the sea barrier that the Northern Fleet of the Northern Hyanghwa is proud of.
‘He’s probably the leader of the cult.’
She broke out in a cold sweat.
“…What kind of person is he?”
At those words, Kim Yeon’s face turned red.
“He is… yeah. He is a great person.”
Buk Hyang-hwa could tell one thing by watching Kim Yeon’s reaction.
‘This woman is in love with that cult leader.’
And through Kim Yeon’s reaction, she came to have a preconceived notion about the existence of the cult leader.
‘If this unlucky person likes to do something, then the leader of the cult must be an extremely twisted and strange person. No, since it’s a cult of ghosts, maybe he’s not even human!’
Kim Yeon, who had been talking about Seo Eun-hyeon for a while, suddenly frowned as if displeased at the thought of Buk Hyang-hwa.
“… I think you’re having some impure thoughts. First, get up, change your clothes, and learn the etiquette and language used by the Mugeuk Sect. Get up quickly!”
“Huh? No, wait! What are you doing! Gyaaaah!”
Kim Yeon made Buk Hyang-hwa change her clothes with an irritated face and taught her the language and etiquette of the Mugeuk Sect through the strange and mysterious mind.
* * *
“No! Oh my goodness, I didn’t think about the fact that you were worried. I feel sorry for you.”
As soon as Seoran woke up and heard the reason why they came here, she let out a sigh.
Kim Young-hoon, who had woken up, explained the situation to Seo-ran with a somewhat enlightened expression on his face and welcomed us.
I reminisced with colleagues I hadn’t seen in a long time, seeing Jeon Myeong-hun, Oh Hyeon-seok, and others, and I felt sorry to hear news about Kang Min-hee and Oh Hye-seo.
“Ahahaha! By the way, hyung! Why do you look so weak again? Should I have a drink of bomb shot?”
Oh Hyun-seok and Kim Young-hoon were originally like brothers, so he happily approached Kim Young-hoon, who was very friendly with him, and laughed heartily.
However, even though his closest friend, Oh Hyeon-seok, approached him with a smile, Kim Young-hoon only smiled weakly with eyes that looked empty.
‘… It can’t be my fault, right?’
I felt like I had completely destroyed Kim Young-hoon’s love affair, but since Kim Young-hoon didn’t seem to have anything to say, I kept my mouth shut for the time being.
And then, while Seoran, Siho, Kim Younghoon, Oh Hyeonseok, Jeon Myeonghoon, and I were gathered in the VIP room and laughing happily for the first time in a long time.
Two people were caught approaching the VIP room in my conscious area.
Thump, thump—
Could it be because Kim Young-hoon and his colleagues met after a long time and took out the Mu Geuk Kyo Dan’s Guiju and drank it?
Or maybe it’s because I can’t shake off the shadow of my past.
I felt my heart pounding for no reason.
And after a while.
The door to the VIP room opened.
Two familiar faces appeared.
Kim Yeon.
And… it was a northern flower.
Buk Hyang-hwa, whom I met after a long time, was wearing clothes similar to the ones she wore when we danced together that day.
* * *
Kim Yeon thought while changing Buk Hyang-hwa’s clothes.
‘As plain as possible!’
Seo Eun-hyeon also remembered that when she first saw the Buk-hyang-hwa, she felt something strange in her mind.
So, Kim Yeon gathered the pure white clothes that the virgin ghosts of the Mugeuk cult wore and put them on Buk Hyang-hwa.
‘If I don’t let my appearance shine as much as possible, Eun-Hyeon oppa won’t be too interested, right?’
Then, Kim Yeon injected some information into Buk Hyang-hwa through the Strange Heart Dialogue and took her to Seo Eun-hyeon.
After a while, Kim Yeon and Buk Hyang-hwa arrived at the place where Seo Eun-hyeon, the executives of the Mugeuk Church, and the executives of the Jeongbok Fleet were.
Buk Hyang-hwa felt nervous as she walked towards Kim Yeon, as if she was being dragged along.
And finally, when I arrived at the VIP room, I made eye contact with Seo Eun-hyun, who was sitting there, in a state of tension.
“…uh.”
Her eyes widened.
Buk Hyang-hwa opened and closed her mouth repeatedly for a while while looking at Seo Eun-hyeon, and finally opened her mouth.
Putting my hand on my heart that was pounding without me knowing it.
“… It was you.”
The being she searched for while creating the Northbound Fleet and searching the entire water system.
The promised partner who brought the jade-colored norigae that her mother, Yeon, had made.
And, Seo Eun-hyun smiled faintly.
His thoughts wavered, and his expression became as if he were reminiscing about something.
Kim Yeon was the first to notice the strange atmosphere flowing between the two.
Kim Yeon looked at the back of Buk Hyang-hwa’s head expressionlessly.
She had used the strange heart attack to blow a stream of soul into Bukhyanghwa’s body without her knowing.
So that next time we fight, I can always manipulate you like a puppet again.
Bukhyanghwa stared blankly at Seo Eun-hyeon for a moment, then took out a jade-colored norigae from her bosom.
“… You gave me this last time, right?”
Seo Eun-hyeon looked at the jade-colored norigae.
Bukhyanghwa searched for words with a trembling voice.
For some reason I couldn’t think of anything to say.
But barely, she remembered Yeon’s words.
-Please ask how I am doing.
Bukhyanghwa managed to ask Seo Eunhyeon a question.
“This norigae… I mean, you. You’re not the original owner of the norigae, but… you received it, right?”
Seo Eun-hyeon looked blank for a moment and then nodded.
Bukhyanghwa asked Seo Eunhyeon a question.
“The person who gave you the norigae… is well?”
It seemed like a somewhat random question, but it was an important question to Buk Hyang-hwa.
She had even sworn not to leave Cheonsaeksung in order to ask this question to the person who had come to deliver the norigae.
Yes, this was Yeon’s will.
And Seo Eun-hyun closed her eyes for a moment.
* * *
‘How have you been…?’
It was the 10th Buk Hyang Hwa who gave me that norigae.
I remembered the moment when I last saw her as my son-in-law.
At the end, I remembered her pure soul kissing me and ascending to heaven.
Yes, she clearly went to the afterlife without leaving any grudge behind.
So definitely.
It must have been fine.
I nodded, made eye contact with Buk Hyang-hwa, and answered.
“… The one who gave me the keychain left for heaven without leaving any limit.”
“I see… That’s fortunate.”
Somehow, the questions she asked and the answers I gave seemed different, but I remembered her from the 10th time and made up my mind.
“So, you don’t have to worry, young lady.”
The girl in front of me and the girl from before are different people.
Let’s be clear.
From now on, you will be able to build a good relationship with me and develop a good relationship as a colleague.
However, she is a stranger to me, the woman I have loved and shared with.
“Please take a seat, my lady. The Mugeuk Order and your fleet of conquests will make good allies.”
Buk Hyang-hwa sat down with a slightly dazed expression.
It seemed like she was expecting something different from me, but right now, she wasn’t the person I had given my heart to, since we had no relationship whatsoever.
* * *
Bukhyanghwa saw that Seoran and Siho were safe and heard about the Mugeuk religion, clearing up the misunderstanding.
But she had a somewhat blank expression.
‘Ah… definitely, that’s what I needed to hear.’
Apparently, she followed her mother’s will and asked about her well-being and, if possible, arranged a wedding with her sister.
Of course, since it seemed like there was a person named Kim Yeon next to the cult leader, they didn’t have any desire to get married.
But why is that?
Bukhyanghwa felt miserable, as if a part of her heart had been swept away.
‘It’s been like that from the beginning.’
It was the same when the man first came to give me the norigae.
I had a strange feeling.
She smiled bitterly and left the noisy VIP room, asking for a moment’s understanding.
My heart felt strange.
She came up with her own reasonable explanation as to why.
‘… Now, what is the purpose of my life?’
One of her life goals was to follow her mother’s will.
According to his mother Yeon’s words, he received a norigae and asked about her well-being.
I didn’t realize I was so empty because I had achieved all my goals.
No, maybe it was because I had achieved my goal and could no longer remember my mother.
Following his mother’s words, the sadness of not being able to remember her anymore.
And the moment I saw that man, I felt a surge of emotion.
A variety of other emotions welled up.
And then, Kim Yeon appeared next to her.
Bukhyanghwa asked, hiding her gloomy expression.
“what?”
“…I followed you to keep watch.”
“Ha. That’s funny, really. And so childish.”
However, Kim Yeon did not find fault with Buk Hyang-hwa’s words and said:
“If you want to cry, cry.”
“yes?”
“As a disciple of the monster who is your senior in life and no different from your superior, I will accept it a little. There are times when I suddenly feel like crying.”
“What is that…?”
However, Buk Hyang-hwa realized that she was shedding tears without realizing it.
Kim Yeon-eun’s expression, which had been glaring at Buk Hyang-hwa earlier, relaxed, and she approached her for a moment, patting her on the back.
In the end, Buk Hyang-hwa burst into tears in Kim Yeon’s arms.
I didn’t know why.
Perhaps it was because my life goal of remembering my mother more had been achieved.
Or maybe it was because of Seo Eun-hyun who made my heart flutter.
Or maybe it’s because Kim Yeon has the same name as her mother.
Yeah, maybe it was because Kim Yeon had a strange floral scent.
Like the scent of magnolia that came from Buk Hyang-hwa’s own mother.
“… .”
Kim Yeon stretched her consciousness and stopped anyone from watching them in the conscious realm, then hugged and patted Buk Hyang-hwa, who had burst into emotions out of nowhere.
Kim Yeon still didn’t like the northern flowers.
And what Kim Yeon hated was also the Buk Hyang-hwa crying in her arms right now.
However, Kim Yeon accepted Buk Hyang-hwa’s sudden feelings for one reason.
Seo Eun-hyun also did the same thing to Kim Yeon when she was having a hard time.
Kim Yeon read Bukhyanghwa’s emotions through the eyes of the strange and mysterious heart.
The emotions were so colorful that she couldn’t read them all, but her heart was filled with worry and sadness for her parents, and she saw herself in the past in the appearance of Buk Hyang-hwa.
I wonder if I poured out my feelings to Kim Yeon for a while.
Bukhyanghwa said, wiping away tears.
“… First of all, I’ll say thank you, sis.”
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