Surviving as a Cripple in Murim

59 – Regret, Exhaustion, Awakening (7)

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I slowly open my eyes to the sound of sparrows announcing the morning. Waking up from a nightmare

I just went to the bathroom because I was tired at night.

To meet the beautiful girl Gosu of Banro and become her disciple, and to have her precious partner, Tagu-chan, taken away for the reason that she has to correct her bad habit… It was a really crazy dream.

Even if you think about it yourself, let’s forcefully raise our sulky body, probably because we slept on the floor with a devastated smile at the absurd content of the dream.

I saw the little blonde master sleeping on the bed, exhaling lightly. And I can see Tagu-chan gently held in his small white hand.

… Come to think of it, the appearance is a child, he is a senior from the Munpa, and his name is my teacher, but I couldn’t sleep on the floor, so I gave up my bed.

The golden hair shining in the sunlight and the clear sound of breathing coming from the bed bring back memories.

I remembered everything. It wasn’t like a midsummer night’s dream.

I was robbed by Wang Mi-yang last night, and Tagu-chan was confiscated, saying that I couldn’t grow if I settled for convenience.

***

Mancheon sighed deeply as she looked down at her empty right hand from the first floor of her inn.

In the past, when I was young, without a cane, I lost my sense of balance and had difficulty moving.

After learning martial arts, I was unable to move without a cane, perhaps because of the internal energy accumulated in my body, or it was not at that level.

In particular, after learning the floating mind method and the esoteric external training method, the condition of the legs improved, and although it was uncomfortable, it was possible to move quickly even without a cane.

… But that’s a physical story anyway. Mentally, it’s completely different.

For example, it feels like a bicycle training wheel.

I know that there is no problem moving forward without training wheels, but as if taking off training wheels is a completely different problem.

As soon as she began to walk, she carried a cane.

… No, I am lame in the first place. He took off his steps as well as his cane.

To me, a cane is not just a wooden stick.

My legs and hands were my partners who supported me by my side.

Even when I climbed over a high wall to meet my respected master on a winter night, when I risked my life to stop a cute disciple from running rampant, when I was determined to protect my precious sister, and when I was determined to protect my precious sister, We were together when we filmed.

They helped me through all the important moments in my life and through adversity together.

‘Hey- Tagu-chan, you are kicked out of the martial arts party as of today.’

The words I spat out last night stabbed my lungs. It echoes in the empty mind.

… Just being by your side was enough. Compare yourself to other non-professionals.

“Jumsoi… Bring me a bottle of Kaoliangju here as a vicious bastard.”

Jeom So-yi was taken aback for a moment by the Han-ryang who refused to eat and ordered alcohol in the morning, but he nodded his head obediently as there was no reason to refuse the customer saying he would drink.

“Yeah~ Then, what kind of side dishes should I bring you?”

I quietly shook my head at Jeom Soi’s question.

“It’s okay… If it’s a snack, it’s already there….”

There was no need for cumbersome teapots. Because the sadness of parting and precious memories were the only snacks that could soothe my stomach.

Silently pours the Kaoliangju brought by Jeom So-yi, who has eyes staring at something pitiful.

Drinking the sparkling sake in a pure white glass at once.

Relive the memories. Exhale the sadness. Get in the mood

I look down at my trembling right hand. I drank to forget. I can’t forget.

A sigh escapes from within. A faint ballad flows.

Drinking again to fill the void. Shake her head The singing power explodes.

Mancheon is calling, missing his partner.

‘Bakamitai (Stupidly)’

‘Tamedane-! Dameyo-! Tamena no yo-!!’

(I can’t, I can’t, I can’t)

‘The hit is skiing! Ski! Skide-!!’

(I like you, I like you so much)

Fluffy~ Fluffy~ Happy memories inflate like balloons.

‘hehehe~ Tagu-chan~ You are mine!’, ‘Ta-gu- Tagoo! It reminds me of the day I poached Tagoo-chan with a monster ball.

‘Toretake Tsuyoi osa-kete-mo.’

(No matter how strong you drink)

‘Yugamanai Omoidega.’

(Memories that come to mind vividly)

‘Bakamitai….’

(Stupid)

“… Sima Gongja, what happened?”

Let’s stop playing alone and turn around to look back at Mancheon’s calm and gentle tone from behind.

“I don’t know what’s going on, but it’s not good for your body if you just drink in the morning.”

There stood Soso, slightly sweaty, with a concerned face, as if he had just finished his morning training.

I was just waking up early in the morning to pass the time. It seems that I caused needless worry.

“… It’s nothing. Thank you for your concern.

If you think about it calmly, it was just a little expensive wooden stick that was confiscated for a while, so it really didn’t matter.

However, when the usually bright and confident person showed such a weak and lonely figure, Soso couldn’t easily get over it.

Something- Something- It feels like my heart is being squeezed.

“Anything can be done with energy.”

Perhaps that’s why Soso, without realizing it, put his hand on Mancheon’s head and stroked it affectionately.

“I will prepare porridge so that you can enjoy it comfortably. Let’s eat first.”

Mancheon’s eyes widen at the unexpectedly warm touch. Her hungry and empty heart warms and her mind becomes hazy.

Maybe that’s why, I got drunk with a bit of alcohol and a warm atmosphere and flirted around in the arms of my older sister.

“Oh! I am a baby mancheon! Namgung noona, give me love!!”

“Eh… Eh?! Four, Sima Gongja, please stay away! That is… Sweating after working out… !!”

Soso didn’t want to smell the sweat on the object he had a crush on, so she blushed and panicked, but Mancheon buried her face in her chest even more.

Contrary to Soso’s worries in the first place, it only smelled sweet and pleasant. In her mind, she wanted to stay like this forever.

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… However, even then, Mancheon, who overinhaled her tolerance for a while and caused infantile regression, suddenly said the words she should never have said with her depressed face.

“Heeing… Mamma small… Chlorine, where are you? My brother is hungry-.”

Soso’s pretty gray eyes, filled with kindness, instantly sink. The afterword didn’t follow anymore.

“Wow?!”

In an instant, the fist that went out unconsciously, which no one expected, and even Soso, who hit him, struck Man-cheon neatly in the chin and passed out.

It wasn’t that I threw a fist out of anger at being told that I had small breasts.

Even Soso herself didn’t realize why her fists came out in the first place, so she was embarrassed.

Just… But… Just one thing.

A dark shadow falls on Soso’s face as she loses her mind and looks down at Mancheon, helplessly in her arms.

‘Where is Yeomhwa?’

He remembered with unpleasant clarity that the name of the other woman that came out of Mancheon’s mouth felt very unpleasant.

***

A private hot spring that can be rented at the inn. There, I was being taught martial arts by Soso.

“Gongja Sima’s bad habit. That is, the application of qi is poor.”

Suso, who kindly moved me to my room after being knocked out due to a mistake in my words, met Wang Mi-yang, who was sleeping on her bed, and heard the circumstances and decided to help her with martial arts training.

“Teacher, I have never had a hard time applying qi while using herbal food. I don’t understand why you say it’s clumsy.”

Anyway, it was a good experience to be taught by someone better than you, so let’s raise our hands in model student mode and ask questions.

“That’s because the technique Sima Gongja used was extremely superior in martial arts.”

A completely unexpected answer came back. Soso’s explanation went something like this.

Turning the qi of dantian inside the body and releasing it outward are similar but different methods.

I’m good at rotating the qi inside the body, but it’s said that the part that releases the qi outside the body is somehow immature.

And the cause was, ironically, the efficiency of the batting stick, which I mainly use.

Since the batting stick method is a martial art whose advantage is to drive the opponent with a quick change of herbivore, the rate of consumption of internal air compared to power was extremely efficient.

As a result, I didn’t feel the need to apply energy because I didn’t feel unreasonable even after overdoing it.

I look down at my empty right hand, feeling empty.

‘You were really the training wheel that supported me.’

… But that wasn’t the case anymore. In order to grow, you shouldn’t just lean on it.

I clenched my fists and looked at Soso. Give an example and ask for instruction.

“Namgoong hyung, please. Please teach me how to apply qi.”

Now was not the time to worry about things like Changgung Muaegeombeop (蒼穹無涯劍法) or the King’s Sword Type (帝王劍形). It was time to look back on ourselves, change our habits, and grow.

Limp- Lime- Stand on two legs forcibly fixing the shaking right leg.

My age is 18, and I am at an age where I have to ride a two-wheeled bicycle.