Surviving as a Cripple in Murim

21 – Farewell (1)

Around the time when the corpses were disposed of after hiding their identity, a masked man covered in black cloth quietly appeared next to Jang-sam.

“The second boy was seriously injured. The master is very angry.”

Master is the current head of the Samase family, Samabu. He is a man who cuts people’s stomachs open with a smile, but he is a hypocritical man who cares deeply for his family.

‘… I’m the fortuneteller if you expected a situation where the child the boy was taking care of suddenly ran out of control and beat the boy in a half-baked state. Can I live?’

There were many things he wanted to say, but at the masked person’s cold and inorganic reprimand, Jangsam just rubbed the back of his neck and replied in moderation.

“So what are you doing? Are you soaking me?”

“No. He is feeling grateful for saving the young master, albeit belatedly. You will be rewarded soon.”

Sima Bu usually uses two methods to reprimand his subordinates. The first is to just kill them, and the second is to reward them. If you don’t want to die, it means to do better in the future.

“… Second boy, how is your condition?”

“Okay. On the surface, it looks fine. Just in case, we’ll have to wait until winter.”

“Okay. I will tell the owner that.”

Even when it disappeared as if it had suddenly appeared, Jang-sam sighed inwardly as he looked at the masked man who had suddenly disappeared into the darkness. And he thought of his little friend who was asleep in the dark.

‘How did a person like you come out of the black Samasega~?’

It’s a strange thing.

***

Summer passed and autumn came. His left hand is also completely healed.

Looking down at his hands, he opens and closes them, repeating. He’s definitely healed. Rehabilitation treatment during the summer is worthwhile. It was harder than I thought to rebuild the muscle in my left hand that had been lost due to not using it.

Okay. Now that the left hand is out, let’s start training for the double-handed pumpkin in earnest.

Every time it’s mentioned, it’s a double-headed pumpkin that hurts my pride and puts it in the corner, but this time I realized after fighting Gwahae, who is in half-dragon status.

I have to somehow learn to double-handed pumpkin.

If I had been able to use the batting baton in my right hand and the resonant fist in my left hand, so I could switch between offense and defense freely, I wouldn’t have been hurt so badly.

Even now, I can use it freely enough, but there is a distinct difference between using two martial arts at the same time as stopping the one I was using and using another one.

If you master Double Handed Pumpkin, you can use two skills at the same time without delay while others use one skill and another.

I turn around and look at Gwahae who is taking a nap. Poke the soft ball.

Overload is getting stronger in real time. I couldn’t learn Cheon Gang Buk Do Jin and the batting stick because they didn’t match, but I already learned everything else. There is nothing more to teach about martial arts.

Dragon’s blood flows through Gwahae’s body. If the anti-dragon becomes stronger as it grows… Will I be able to win against the anti-dragon who is stronger than before?

At first, it was a half-dragon that moved just like a wild beast, but as time went on, through the fight with me, its movements became more and more clever and it got used to fighting.

The growth rate is damn fast. As you fight like a fighting race Saiyan, you become stronger in real time.

It hurts my pride, but when I come up with a countermeasure, I shouldn’t think emotionally. If I had to fight again, I might die this time.

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… As it is now, it will surely die.

Looking down on the sea. Sweeping through his soft black hair. A round and pretty forehead was exposed. The small mouth moves mumbling as if dreaming of eating something.

The best thing is not to run out of control, but you never know what will happen to people. Better to prepare in advance.

Resolute your mind and start with the most basic training of double-headed pumpkin.

Hold a brush in each hand and draw a circle and a square. The right hand is a circle, the left hand is a square. Conversely, once you get used to it. Empty your mind and repeat over and over again.

It can be a waste of paper, a waste of time, or a waste of time. It’s a double-headed pumpkin that I couldn’t learn even when Master taught me.

People have a constitution, and it is almost impossible to learn martial arts that do not match.

… But making the impossible possible is the real genius. And I am Sama Mancheon, a genius who deceives even the heavens.

The double-handed pumpkin is a martial art that people who have a lot of thoughts cannot learn. So clear his head. He draws only circles and squares in a state of no thought.

The difference between a genius and an idiot is one piece of paper. Empty your mind and become a fool.

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One month later.

… Let’s throw away the brush and rest on the floor. Gwahae, who had been playing with a brush while I was training in the room, tilted his head.

“Mancheon, don’t you practice?”

“… I didn’t give up. It’s a strategic break.”

Double-headed Pumpkin. A f*cking bastard. Whether you win or I win, let’s go to the end. I will never give up.

No matter how many years it takes, you will definitely master it…. But let’s rest for now. Head hurts. Craving party.

“Good luck! Gather some leaves!!”

“Yes? Leaves? Why?”

Let’s ask Jang-sam, who was sweeping the yard at the sudden cry. I open the door wide and get out. I felt the cool autumn breeze all over my body.

“Let’s eat roasted sweet potatoes.”

Yes, people shouldn’t live trembling. The saying Carpe Diem (seize the moment) is not for nothing.

It is good to prepare for the future, but you should enjoy the present with your friends.

“Roasted chestnuts too!”

Gwahae, who likes sweets, sparkles in his eyes. I bought roasted chestnuts at the market before, and I think I liked it.

“Yes~ Yes~ Bake everything that can be baked.”

Eating warmly baked sweet potatoes, making noise and having fun.

I don’t know why the good times go so fast. When I woke up after all the leaves had fallen, it was winter.

***

A letter came from my father. A letter to come home.

… Well, it was time to go. In the first place, he was in the position of studying at Jegal Sega for a short while. It was a body that would leave whenever the time came.

Let’s take a look around the familiar room. Originally, I thought it was a place to stay for a while, but I was very attached to it.

I saw a small graffiti in a corner of the wall. It seems that Gwahae did graffiti before.

I went closer and looked at it. It looked like a chirp playing happily with the other sparrows.

If I were the owner of the house, I would be angry, but since I am a person who will leave soon anyway, I was immersed in memories, sweeping away the graffiti left by Gwahae while appreciating them.

I also drew eating sweet potatoes…. Is this overkill?

While looking at the graffiti, I see a graffiti with long black hair. And next to it, you can see something holding a cane.

Could this be me? Should I have studied painting harder?

Graffiti painted on the wall by an inexperienced child. However, the hands of the two scribbles seemed very warm. He looked happy.

“… Jang Sam-ah, where is Gwahae?”

“Hmm~ He must be making a snowman outside.”

Let me cripple you with a cane. Gwahae, who was having fun making a snowman with an innocent face, found me and came running with a bright smile.

Now, shark teeth seem to be okay.

“Aren’t you busy now?”

“Yes. Not busy let’s play together.”

Have fun making a snowman with Gwahae. Make and make again keep making Making a snowman without bottom or end. Snowmen line up like the terracotta warriors of Qin Shi Huang.

In the end, I couldn’t stand it and shouted.

“Hey! Let’s get some rest! I will get hand frostbite. Let’s rest and play.”

“Ah… It is snow.”

When I looked up at the sky, it was really snowing. No matter how long it has been snowing, white snow falls beautifully and covers the ground little by little.

She opens her arms and dances round and round in line with the falling snow. The spectators are just me and the snowman. It is a fairytale-like scene.

The wind blows and blows Gwahae’s long hair. Two blue eyes twinkle. A dreamy atmosphere surrounds you.

It dances round and round while avoiding the irregularly erected snowmen without even looking at them. As if they know where the snow is going to fall, they dance while taking appropriate movements.

Legs spread out a beautiful gait without any useless movements, and eyes read the heavenly spirit.

“… Cheongi Preview (天機迷離步).”

A cold wind hits my cheek. Gwahae was no longer a weak child that I had to take care of.

He jumped over me right away. There was nothing left for me to teach Gwahae.

I was proud of that fact, but a little, very, very sad, so I laughed bitterly.

After the dance, I put myself in my blue eyes with a red face, and I try to speak calmly as usual toward Gwahae, who wants words of praise.

“It’s too much, I’m going home.”

***

Currently, Gwahae was living with the granddaughters of Yang Zhuge.

I didn’t want to meet a bad boy who said he’d be with me for the rest of his life, told me a lot of things he didn’t know, and said he’d go home on his own.

… It’s a lie. Actually, I want to meet you. But it’s scary.

I want to meet you, I want to meet you, I really want to meet you, but I don’t want to meet you. Scary. I do not know what should I do.

“11,000… Liar.”

Tears come out.