DKM 31

I love a life where I don’t have to care about what others think. I softly suggested to Moyong Hwa.

“Young Master, why don’t you try living a bit more however you want?”

“……However I want?”

“Yes. Without worrying about others, just as you please.”

“…….”

Moyong Hwa didn’t answer. I let the corners of my lips curl up slightly.

“I know. I know you’re in a position where that’s harder for you than it is for me. It’s difficult for someone who will lead the Moyong Clan in the future to ignore the gaze of others.”

“……If you know that, why say such a thing.”

I started to peek at Moyong Hwa’s expression but sat back down instead. Instead, I threw out a somewhat random question.

“Young Master, this is a bit sudden, but what is your goal?”

“My goal?”

“Yes. For the record, I’m not asking about what other people want for you, but what you truly want for yourself.”

Moyong Hwa murmured, as if speaking to himself.

“What I want…….”

After pondering for a long while, he finally spoke.

“To be recognized by Soseo.”

“What?”

The moment I questioned him, Moyong Hwa sprang up. Sleek—a well-forged silver sword touched my neck. Still, it was less scary than last time. I must have gotten used to it. Is that a good thing? Yes, it’s a good thing, I answered myself. Martial Artists who aren’t as gentle as Soseo really do draw their swords at the drop of a hat. It’s a bit sad that I live in such a dangerous world, but it’s better than trembling every single moment. I looked up at Moyong Hwa with calm, clear eyes. With a look full of bloodlust, Moyong Hwa commanded:

“Forget what I just said.”

He must have let it slip unconsciously. I nodded.

“Yes, I’ll forget. But Young Master Moyong Hwa, if I may offer a piece of advice, the more you do that, the harder it is for people to forget. In fact, they’ll remember that moment even more because they’re scared.”

“…….”

“It would be better to threaten me not to tell anyone else. Please do that next time.”

At my interference, Moyong Hwa looked down at me in silence for a while before muttering with a hollow expression.

“……Suddenly, I feel like a fool too.”

Moyong Hwa sat back down. I waited a moment for him to compose his emotions before asking.

“How do you want to get along with Young Master Soseo?”

“I believe I told you to forget what I said earlier.”

“I forgot about that a long time ago. I’m asking this because I’ve always been curious.”

I asked lightly on purpose.

“Do you want to get along well with Young Master Soseo?”

“……As if! Stop overstepping your bounds and climbing up.”

“Then what?”

“I have no intention of getting along with him. I want to trample that uselessly gentle face of his right now.”

“Is that what you truly want?”

“Yes. That is what I want.”

“Hmm, that’s strange. Why do I keep thinking that’s what other people want, not you? I feel like there’s something else you truly want.”

“……Ha.”

Clicking his tongue in disbelief, Moyong Hwa asked pointedly.

“Then what do you think it is that I truly want?”

“Well, I wouldn’t know.”

He’s asking the obvious. If I knew that, I wouldn’t be doing chores; I would have made a name for myself with mind-reading.

“But could you think about it just one more time? Whether that’s really what you want.”

Following those words, silence fell again. Right, his mind must be complicated. I should head back so he can think in peace. It’s also about time for Young Master Soseo to have his meal. Rising from my seat, I said to Moyong Hwa.

“Then, I’ll be going now.”

Moyong Hwa, who had been burying his face in his lap, snapped his head up. After hesitating for a moment, he asked indifferently.

“……Are you going back to him?”

“Yes, because I am his servant.”

“…….”

Moyong Hwa stood up. He could have just stayed here. It’s quiet and there stolen contentare no people, [unauthorized copy]it’s stolen contentnice. Thinking that to myself, I reached for the handkerchief.

“……Are you going to use that again?”

“Huh? Yes. The back is covered in dirt, but I can use it again if I wash it.”

It was the moment my fingers were about to touch the handkerchief. Moyong Hwa snatched it away with lightning speed.

“I’m the one who dirtied it, so I’ll buy you a new one.”

“Eh? I’m the one who laid it down for you in the first place. If I just wash it…….”

Moyong Hwa turned his back before I could finish.

“I’ll buy you a new one, so follow me.”

“Will that be okay? There will be so many people on the street…….”

Before I could finish, an agitated Moyong Hwa shouted.

“Of course it’s okay! What on earth do you take me for!”

“I take you for Young Master Moyong Hwa, of course……. I’m sorry if I offended you. I was just worried about you.”

Irritated eyes peeked through his bangs. Moyong Hwa muttered with a growling tone.

“Just follow me quickly.”

The moment I met those eyes, my heart fluttered. It was only for an instant, but that look was definitely the Moyong Hwa from five years ago. The Moyong Hwa who captured my heart with a face like a prim cat. For some reason, my heart raced. As if possessed, I followed him.

As I expected, the marketplace was bustling with people. Moyong Hwa hesitated for a moment at the entrance, but perhaps conscious of me behind him, he deliberately strode into the crowd. He didn’t have to force it. Still, it’s kind of cute. He’s like a male lead from a romance fantasy novel acting tough to impress the female lead. A motherly smile bloomed on my face, and my heart felt warm.

“Do you know where a shop that sells handkerchiefs is?”

Moyong Hwa shook his head. Then we have no choice but to look while walking slowly. I was worried that people might recognize Young Master Moyong Hwa and bother him, but it turned out to be a needless concern.

“That’s Dan Jahan of the Wudang Sect. I guess he came to eat with his junior disciples.”

“That looks like Lady Dang Ok of the Tang Clan. The rumors that she follows Dan Jahan around were true.”

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“What is it?”

“……I suddenly feel annoyed.”

“Aww, let’s just keep going.”

Sharp kid. I gave Moyong Hwa’s back a light push. However, no shop that looked like it sold handkerchiefs appeared. After walking for about thirty minutes, my stomach growled. Soseo and Myoryeong are probably taking care of their own lunch, right? I started thinking that I wanted to fill my stomach first, handkerchief be damned.

“Young Master Moyong Hwa. Aren’t you hungry?”

“……Not really.”

“Um, actually I’m a bit hungry. Could we eat lunch first and then look? I don’t have much money, so I can’t buy you expensive dishes, but I can buy you something delicious.”

Moyong Hwa asked back with a look of disbelief.

“You’re going to buy for me?”

“Yes.”

“You?”

Well, it is absurd. Moyong Hwa was born to a mother who is practically a tycoon. Moyong Hwa got irritable again.

“Do I look so poor because I’m being mistreated that you think I have no money?”

“No, it’s not that, it’s just that I’m the one who suggested eating…….”

“Stop talking and just follow me.”

His old personality is really coming out. Moyong Hwa entered an inn right in front of us. Before the waiter could even open his mouth, Moyong Hwa tossed a gold coin. The waiter, whose eyes flipped at the sight of a gold coin—a rare sight—immediately guided us to the best seat. A moment later, the table was filled with delicious food. Looks tasty, I swallowed hard, staring at the steaming food. It really looks delicious. As I stared intently at the food, Moyong Hwa asked.

“Why aren’t you eating?”

“I have to wait until the superior eats first.”

Moyong Hwa murmured blankly in response.

“……Superior.”

With blushing cheeks, Moyong Hwa reached out and picked up his chopsticks. Then he took a bite of the dish closest to him. Now I can eat; I popped a fish ball into my mouth. Wow, it melts in my mouth. After swallowing the ball, I said:

“Thank you so much, Young Master. Thanks to you, I get to eat something this delicious.”

Moyong Hwa didn’t respond. Instead, he kept ordering food until my stomach was about to burst.

……Just how poorly must he have been treated all this time? I felt a sudden wave of pity for Moyong Hwa, who was being so generous just because of the word ‘superior.’

“Please come again, Young Master!”

Huff, puff. I struggled to leave the inn, dragging my heavy body. I feel like food is packed all the way up to my throat.

“Y-Young Master. Could you walk a little slower? I’m too full to walk.”

“……And how much did you even eat.”

Despite his words, Moyong Hwa slowed his pace. Then he pointed to a street stall selling candied fruit skewers.

“Want me to buy that too?”

“Young Master, I really think something terrible will happen if I eat any more here.”

“…….”

Moyong Hwa started walking again. Looking at his back, I said:

“It’s okay, Young Master. I already confirmed at the inn that you have plenty of money and are very generous.”

“……Who said anything?”

This is bad. I feel like I can tell what Moyong Hwa is thinking just by looking at his back now. I’ve never met someone this simple. Just then, a shop caught my eye. I immediately suggested to the Young Master.

“Young Master, let’s go over there.”

We went to a shop with a slightly worn-out tent. Embroidered handkerchiefs were neatly displayed on the counter. However, the owner was nowhere to be seen. I shouted loudly toward the inside.

“Is anyone here? I’ve come to buy a handkerchief!”

“…….”

The inside of the shop was very quiet. It seems no one is here. What a shame, the handkerchiefs here all look pretty. Feeling a bit disappointed, I grabbed the hem of Moyong Hwa’s clothes.

“I guess no one’s here. Maybe next ti—”

“A customer?”

Just then, a thin elderly woman walked out slowly from the inner room, leaning on a cane. I quickly greeted her.

“Hello.”

However, the grandmother didn’t acknowledge my greeting and stared at me intently. Is there something on my face? I checked that nothing was on it when I left the inn. Or maybe because I’m cute? While I was letting my imagination run wild, the grandmother spoke.

“Sorry for staring so much, my eyes aren’t very good.”

“Oh, it’s okay, Grandmother.”

“How old are you?”

“Eighteen.”

“Your cheeks are so plump, it’s very pleasant to look at.”

As I expected. I do have a face that elders like.

“Truly pleasant. You have the face of someone who eats their fill and lives well.”

The grandmother reached out to me. I leaned down, and she gently caressed my face with her wrinkled hand. A contented smile played on her lips. Continuing to stroke my face, she said to Moyong Hwa.

“You must be happy to have such a lovely young lady as your partner.”

“……What?”

“……Huh?”

What on earth is this absurd talk? We both let out bewildered sounds at the same time.