Runaway 2
While I was thinking about how to ease Hyang-i and Bin-i’s feelings, I waited for the grass to shed its leaves.
For arthropods like civets and spiders, the moment of shedding is the most vulnerable moment, so they must be protected at all costs.
Before their new shells fill up with fluid again and the outer layer dries and hardens, they are very soft, but if pressed, bent, or shocked during this time, they will harden in that state.
Then, they will have to remain in that deformed state until the next molt.
If you recover from the next molt, you’re lucky, but there’s a high chance that you’ll have problems with the next molt as well.
The probability of molting failure, called ‘molting failure’, increases because the abnormally bent or distorted part has difficulty coming out of the shell.
This is because the body of an arthropod is like a tin can, and if it gets crushed, it is difficult for the contents inside to escape.
Therefore, if the shell is not completely shed, the shell will accumulate on the surface of the body, slowing down the circulation of body fluids and causing the body to rot, which could lead to a condition similar to that of Seol-i, who almost died from molting failure in the past, so it must be protected at all costs.
Moreover, as the body grows larger, the probability of molting failure also increases.
-Gulp.
I was a little worried because two of its legs were broken off, but Cho safely came out of its shell completely.
The legs of the grass that had completely emerged from the transparent shell had, of course, been regenerated.
It definitely feels like my body has gotten bigger.
A body that bulges with every breath, just as the chest bulges with the beat of the heart.
When you gently stroke its body, the feeling you get is not like the firm yet elastic skin of a raccoon, but rather a very soft and moist feeling.
Now all you have to do is dry yourself.
I think I’ll have to step away for a while, so I decided to put up a magic wand while I’m at it.
It takes about a day for a common raccoon to shed its young and dry its body, but it might take even longer for a spirit, so it is preparing to spend the night here.
He stared blankly at the grass that was starting to dry off its body as it lay on the grass, then asked the witch.
“Hey, Yo-hwa, I’ll get ready here for a bit, so please watch over the candles.”
-Kishishi!
Then he headed straight to the place where Seol Nui and Hwa Eun were lying.
I was just trying to let him know that I would be spending the night here and to briefly check on him.
At the same time as visiting the two, he also told them the whereabouts of Hyang-i and Bin-i.
Yesterday, I slept with Hyang and Bin, but they suddenly disappeared. Hwa-eun sent someone this morning to ask if I was there.
And if possible, we also discuss how to resolve the conflict between the two.
After all, isn’t it true that women know women’s hearts best?
‘I don’t know about anything else, but I don’t know how to fix a broken heart.’
“Sister Seol, I’m going to go in.”
When I arrived at Seol’s sister’s residence and put the message inside, I heard a happy voice.
“Yeah, come in, Yong-ah.”
“Come in, little dragon.”
As I entered Seol Nui’s quarters, Seol Nui and Hwa Eun were sitting at the table in comfortable clothes, drinking tea.
I thought I’d be in bed for a few more days, but it doesn’t seem to be that bad.
-Kkuku!
-Kkuu!
As I approached the table to say hello, Seol-i and Bing-i, who were hugging Bing-ok on the table, jumped into my arms.
“Oh, yeah, you guys. How have you been? We didn’t bother your sick mom, did we?”
-Kuuukuu!
Those guys who wag their plump tails like puppies.
Seol-i’s tail has only recovered half of its former length, but it is only a matter of time before it returns to its former form.
I asked the two of them, tickling their chins as they clung to my chest.
“Are you both okay? Are you up and walking around already?”
“Yeah, well, it’s just an injury. I still have a ringing sound in my ears though.”
“I’m okay too. It’s not a big injury, just a big bruise.”
It feels like there isn’t much difficulty in daily life.
Thinking it was fortunate, he sat down in the empty seat and told Hwa-eun that Cho had recovered.
Hwa-eun was worried about Cho, so she will be happy to hear that he has recovered.
“I’m on my way back from regenerating my fallen leg.”
“You regenerated it?”
“Yes, it seems that the Hwaeun Bicheonshinsa left a little bit of the inner layer. I used that to induce molting. The legs regenerate when molting.”
“Thank goodness. I was worried because the leg fell off. When I saw the leg really fall off, I was so upset and my heart ached. I didn’t even feel pain when I got hurt. I guess that’s how a mother feels when her child gets hurt.
“I need to become stronger as a mother from now on. If I can’t protect my children, I’m not worthy of being a mother.”
After a brief moment of joy at hearing that Choga had recovered, Hwa-eun finally confessed her frustration and vowed to become stronger.
It seems like she thinks that since she is a mother, she has to protect everyone.
“Poetry, up to disqualification···.”
“No. Mom has to be strong!”
‘Isn’t this a bit too engrossed in role-playing?’
I was worried that Hwa-eun was too absorbed in playing mommy and daddy, but after hearing the following words, I thought that being absorbed in this role play wasn’t a bad thing.
No, I just thought it would be nice to just get lost in it.
“Sang-gong, you too, become stronger. You’re my father. Next time, we’ll definitely protect the children.”
‘This might not be so bad, right?’
Because I was so absorbed in my role that I didn’t even notice that he called me boss.
In this language, the word ‘Sanggong’ is similar to ‘Yeobo Plus Nim’.
Honey!
It’s a title of respect for a husband, but I was dumbfounded when I heard the word “honey” for the first time.
When a pretty woman like Hwa-eun calls me honey, I feel like it’s information imprinted in my genes that I automatically respond.
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Even if she’s not my wife now, would you say that the answer comes out reflexively?
“Okay, ma’am.”
My sister, who was standing next to me, made a bewildered expression.
“ha?”
***
Hwa-eun blushed bright red when she realized what she and I had said to Seol-nu’s absurd reaction.
Hwa-eun asked about Hyang-i and Bin-i’s whereabouts with her face still red.
He must be asking if you found the two of them since he sent someone to say that they suddenly disappeared in the morning.
“By the way, what happened to Hyang and Bin? Soryong. Since they didn’t come with you, you couldn’t find them?”
“I found it. It was with my grandfather.”
“For Grandpa? Hyang and Bin?”
The question of why he was going to see his grandfather.
He scratched his head and answered Hwa-eun’s question.
“Yes, it seems like they were being rude to us. I think they realized that life is a lie.”
“Me, really!?”
Hwa-eun opens her eyes wide at the fact that Hyang-i and Bin-i realized the truth.
I wondered how my mom would react when her kids found out there was no Santa on Christmas.
“Yes. We went around last night and shot the beasts of the Beast Palace with our lethal bullets, but they didn’t have any problems, so I guess they realized we were lying.”
“Oh, that’s a big deal. The kids must be upset.”
He told Hwa-eun and Seol-nu, who were shocked by the news that the children had found out that life was a lie.
“Isn’t there a good way to ease the minds of the children? Last time, I barely eased their minds by promising to save them, but this time, I have no idea how to ease their minds.”
“Hmm···.”
Hwa-eun clutched her chin and fell into thought at my question.
“If I just leave it alone, won’t it come out?”
“What if it doesn’t work? Sister Seol.”
“Surely not? You’re probably just feeling a little sad right now.”
“Is that so?”
“then.”
My sister, who was standing next to me, said casually that it would all work out if I just left it alone, but how could Mom and Dad feel that way?
I asked again how.
“When Sister Seol is hurt, how do you usually resolve it? No, when Sister Seol is hurt, how did Father resolve it?”
“Huh? Me? Well, I guess I’m a little different? They’re Goku after all… As for me, I feel better when I eat delicious meat….”
“Meat? I’m going to eat it···.”
It was in the middle of a conversation like that.
A servant’s voice is heard from outside.
“Miss, we have a guest.”
“customer?”
Sister Seol asked in a voice facing outside, “What kind of guest is this?”
It seems that there are no guests coming to visit my sister who is sick and resting.
Then an unexpected name was heard from outside.
“Changryong has come to see you.”
“Changryong?”
Seol Noo-ui and Hwa-eun looked at each other, and Seol Noo-ui frowned slightly as she spoke.
“It would be rude to come to a woman’s residence, so I said so.”
The story goes that Seol Nui is not that close to Changryong and that it would be against etiquette to invite him to her residence.
Also, Geombong tried to save Changryong by throwing himself at him, but it seemed like he was still harboring feelings for his older sister and was rejecting him.
‘Hey, that dullard hasn’t noticed yet?’
It seemed that he had come to visit me with his sick body, and just when I was thinking that this dull-witted guy might not have noticed Geombong’s feelings yet, Changryong’s voice was heard from outside.
“So, So-ryong So-hyeop, please help me! I came here because you said you were here!”
Hwa-eun and Seol-nu’s gaze turned to me, and I blinked at the sudden request for help.
A voice that sounds extremely urgent.
Because I felt like I had to go out.
As I opened the door and went outside, Changryong was waiting for me with a pale face.
Changryong grabbed my trouser leg and spoke in an earnest voice.
“Help me, help me! Little Dragon!”
The dragon, who had his neck wrapped in a spider web because he had a cracked cervical vertebra, was stiff and grabbed my trouser leg.
“Please calm down, Changryong. I need to hear the reason why you are doing this…”
When I asked him why he couldn’t help me, Changryong answered with a look of disbelief.
“Hey, Geombong-i, Geombong-i!”
“What is so bad about Lady Geombong!?”
I thought he was pretty badly injured, since I heard he was even hurt internally, but it seems like it will be difficult to recover.
He raised Changryong and said, wondering if he could catch his breath.
“If it’s that urgent, then call Grandfather Mandokshingun and the members of the Beast Palace···.”
Then comes the absurd answer.
“I like it, I like it!”
“?”
“Hey, Geombong said he likes me, but, uh, I don’t know what to do! Even though Soryong Sohyeop is young, he’s experienced, so, please help me!”
I thought this was an urgent situation where even the breath of a swordsman would be lost, but this is an absurd request for relationship advice.
I had to push down on my thigh to stop the soccer kick that almost went out without me knowing.
‘What should I do with this little guy?’
But just as I was wondering what to say to her, the door opened wide and Sister Seol walked out with an excited expression.
“You came to the right place. Of course I should help you.”
“No, I’m a So, So-ryong So-hyeop···.”
Then he grabbed the flustered Changryong and dragged him inside.
Since it was a story about someone else’s love, it seemed like he was curious.
***
“Well, that’s it. When I heard that Geom-bong had woken up, I stopped by her quarters to check on her details, and I couldn’t help but ask why Geom-bong had taken the spear for me, so I asked.
But didn’t Geombong look at me with such pity and sigh?”
I thought it would be a fun love story, but from the beginning of the story it felt like I was eating sweet potato puree.
My chest was starting to feel stuffy, but I held it in and asked again.
“So what did you say? Geombongi.”
“After taking a deep breath, he asked me back.”
“Why does Changryong look like that?”
“As a friend? Or as a comrade who shared a secret mission with you?”
-Ouch!
“Ugh. Why are you throwing the needle?”
I just answered the question I had in mind, and got stabbed in the neck.
When Changryong, who had been hit with a needle on his forehead, protested by rubbing his sore forehead, Geombong spoke as if embarrassed.
“What, idiot! Of course! Joe, I can’t watch the person I love die···.”
“You like me? Who? Me, Geombong?”
At the question asked with an absurd expression, Geombong suddenly got angry and shouted.
“Get out of here! Idiot! I should have just left you to die! Ugh···.”
“Are you saying that you were kicked out like that?”
“Yeah, that’s right.”
The atmosphere in the story becomes cold as it ends.
Hwa-eun and her older sister were swearing at Chang-ryong in front of them.
“It’s really pathetic. How can he be so different from our little dragon? He should have died on the spot because he was stabbed with a knife instead of a wooden spoon···.”
“Yeah, it should have just been poisoned.”
After hearing Hwa-eun and Seol’s words, Chang-ryong’s spirit died down, so he calmed down Hwa-eun and Seol and then asked them again.
I wanted to add something, too.
“Both of you, calm down for now. Let’s talk about the blame after we’re done talking. So, what do you want me to help you with? You must have already received a confession. I don’t think there’s anything I can do to help you.”
Then Changryong answers hesitantly.
“This is the first time I’ve received such a confession from my woman… What should I do!? Help me, Little Dragon!”
It seems like he has received a confession, but doesn’t know what to do.
I asked Changryong.
“By the way, do you like swords?”
Changryong, who was taken aback by my question, thought for a while and then shook his head and said.
“I, I don’t know.”
I feel a bit flustered by the sudden confession.
He said, pulling Changryong.
We crossed the line together, so it was a bit much to pretend not to know.
Somehow he seems like a younger sibling who is lacking.
“Let’s check that first. Okay.”
“Huh, okay?”
The place Changryong was taken to was the scene where Yohwa was watching the bark of the herb drying up.
I asked the fairy carefully.
“You may not like it, but could you please eat a little of this old man’s yang energy and tell me who you think is the most beautiful woman?”
-Kiss!? Kissishishishishi!
Although he clearly didn’t like it, after asking a few times, Yohwa took a quick bite of Changryong’s hand with an expression that clearly showed his dislike.
The appearance of the demon that had been in the form of Hwa-eun slowly changed into that of a sword.
Maybe it’s because she’s a gold digger, but it feels like her image as a beautiful woman has already changed with just one confession.
“This, this is···.”
I explained it to the bewildered Changryong.
“A fairy can transform into the form of a woman that a man who has tasted Yang energy considers the most beautiful. Judging from the fact that she tasted Changryong’s Yang energy and transformed into Geombong’s form, it seems likely that Changryong likes Geombong.”
“T, that can’t be! I, I liked the sword!”
He said this while slapping the back of the guy who was talking about other people.
-match!
“Well, the man has received a confession, so shouldn’t he go and respond?”
Then Changryong nodded.
As Changryong started walking towards the residence, he shouted at him.
“I saved your life three times.”
Then Changryong nodded, gave a thank you note, and quickened his pace.
‘No, but this isn’t the time for me to be doing this.’
As Changryong moved away, his thoughts turned to Hyang-i and Bin-i.
The thought of Hyang-i and Bin, whom I had briefly forgotten about due to Changryong’s intrusion, came to mind.
“Should we go see Grandpa first and check on the kids’ mood?”
The moment I thought about feeding the demon yang energy to turn him back into Hwa-eun and then going to find my grandfather.
-Bam.
Something that gets caught in the teeth.
As I lowered my head, I saw the shed bark of a tree lying on the ground, and along with it, I remembered the story my older sister had told me.
‘I feel good when I eat delicious meat…’
The shed shell of the grass that clearly contains the energy of the Heavenly King.
Could this also contain the energy of the Heavenly King? This is what I thought.
And then I got to the point where I thought maybe I could absorb energy by eating the shell.
This was because the original fox would eat its own skin after molting.
‘Could this be it?’
