The black deer-like eyes stared intently at Biyeong.
“Yeonwoo.”
The owner of those eyes, with small plum-like lips, spilled out her name.
“I am Hong Yeonwoo.”
“I am Ryu Biyeong.”
The girl shook hands with Biyeong and rose from her seat. Then, she brushed off the dirt on her clothes.
“So, it was you I’ve been glimpsing.”
“Oops!”
Yeonwoo’s eyes widened at Biyeong’s words, and she covered her mouth.
It was a surprised expression, as if a century-old secret had been exposed.
To ensure that Yeonwoo wouldn’t be scared, Biyeong spoke with the gentlest tone he could manage.
“Do you get a proper view from here?”
Yeonwoo nodded in response to Biyeong’s question.
It seemed that, while hiding and watching, Yeonwoo had only seen Biyeong’s back from her position.
Biyeong pointed to a good spot with his finger.
“If you’re going to watch, do it comfortably from there.”
In the direction indicated by Biyeong, there was a long stone chair where she could comfortably observe his practice.
Yeonwoo rushed to the chair Biyeong pointed at and sat down with a thud.
“Is it okay if I sit here?”
“Sure.”
“Hehe…”
Yeonwoo now wore a much lighter expression than before, seeming less afraid of Biyeong.
As Yeonwoo settled into her seat, she gazed at Biyeong with sparkling eyes.
Seeing the hopeful glint in Yeonwoo’s eyes, Biyeong felt that he must not disappoint her.
Biyeong took an apple from a box and tossed it into the air.
Swiftly wielding his sword, the apple split into two halves as it fell to the ground.
“Wow! That’s amazing!”
Yeonwoo exclaimed with shining eyes.
“Really impressive! I’ll marry a man who can fight well like you someday.”
“Cough!”
Whether it was because of the word “impressive” or the mention of marriage, Biyeong’s face heated up.
“Don’t you just need to fight well yourself?”
“Hehe. Is that so?”
Calmly recovering from his surprise, Biyeong pointed to the practice swords nearby and asked.
“Would you like to give it a try too?”
It was evident that she had an interest in martial arts, as she had been secretly watching Biyeong’s practice for a long time.
However, contrary to his expectations, Yeonwoo shook her head.
“No.”
“Weren’t you interested in martial arts?”
“I am interested, but I’ve never tried it before…”
Yeonwoo, whose words seemed uncertain, opened her mouth after a moment of contemplation.
“My mother said that women should not touch anything other than kitchen knives.”
Feeling a constraint in her words, Biyeong calmly responded.
“In front of a sword, there is no status and no gender.”
The commoners faced many restrictions in various ways, and one of them was the limited opportunities for learning.
Biyeong was just fortunate.
Thinking it unfair for learning opportunities to be deprived due to being a commoner or a woman, Biyeong calmly replied.
“If you want to learn, I can teach you.”
“Really?”
As if Yeonwoo hadn’t considered such an offer, she asked with sparkling eyes.
“Can I come to you every day like I do with my brother?”
“Sure. Come here every morning during the SaSi (9-11 AM) hours.”
“Wow!”
Yeonwoo couldn’t contain her joy and hopped in place.
Biyeong looked at Yeonwoo, a gentle smile playing on his lips.
If Makgeumi were alive, Yeonwoo would have been around the same age as her.
Maybe that’s why.
Biyeong felt oddly concerned about Yeonwoo, who seemed to be around Makgeumi’s age, and wanted to take care of her like a younger sister.
Since then, Yeonwoo visited Biyeong every day, as he couldn’t teach her many things due to his own learning situation.
However, while teaching Yeonwoo martial arts, Biyeong also reviewed what he had learned, which turned out to be helpful in various ways.
One ordinary morning, Biyeong was practicing in the backyard.
Despite his young age, Biyeong’s consistent training had made his archery skills impressive, comparable to those of seasoned warriors.
However, today was different; the arrows repeatedly missed the target. His mind was full of memories.
The howling of hunting dogs and the voices of unfamiliar men chasing him. And the desecrated body of his mother.
Escaping from Min Yeonggam’s house and losing his precious family in an instant.
Even though time had passed, the nightmare of that day occasionally haunted Biyeong’s mind.
Biyeong thought of the newborn baby who couldn’t escape the stone.
Where could his brother have disappeared to? Makgeumi’s traces were nowhere to be found.
“Makgeumi, where on earth did you go?”
Since fleeing the mansion, Biyeong had secretly looked around Min Yeonggam’s house. However, his brother Makgeumi was nowhere to be seen.
Ryurimi even inquired among people nationwide, but there was no sign of anyone resembling Makgeumi.
Whether flying to the sky or burying in the ground, there was no way he could disappear. It was as if he had vanished into thin air.
Most painful of all was the death of his mother. The sense of loss from losing his mother lingered for years.
My Ex-Girlfriend Is The Regent In The Female-dominant World (Male lead transmigrates to the matriarchal world)
Two years ago, Gu Sui picked up a homeless woman in ancient costume from the street.
Apart from occasionally claiming to be a princess from a female-dominant country due to illness, her figure, appearance, intelligence, and martial arts skills were impeccable.
Naturally evolving from roommates to girlfriends, as time went on, Gu Sui found it increasingly difficult to tolerate her queen syndrome.
“Mu Jiulu, can you stop controlling me inside and out? Let’s break up.”
Gu Sui made a breakup call, and since then, he couldn’t find any trace of her.
A year later, Gu Sui, who was planning to move, woke up the next day and found himself in a different place.
“Young Master, today is the day you choose your Wife-master through martial arts competition at Jade Dew Pavilion. Please get up quickly.”
Gu Sui: Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?
As the only son of a general’s mansion in a female-dominant dynasty, the young empress personally issued a decree allowing Gu Sui to select his Wife-master through martial arts competition. Whoever could defeat him could marry him.
Gu Sui: “……”
He didn’t inherit the original owner’s martial prowess, so anyone could defeat him! And what the hell is a Wife-master?
Forced to come to Jade Dew Pavilion, the densely packed women below made Gu Sui’s agoraphobia act up, and his face was full of resistance.
Until he saw the Regent sitting on the second floor, with a smile on the corner of her lips, her eyes wicked and nonchalant.
Hmm… she looked a little familiar.
It turned out that the Regent also found him a little familiar.
Mu Jiulu fiddled with her bone clasp, her deep gaze locked on the man who was out of place in this world.
“Finally, I found you.”
Male transmigrates into female-dominant world
One-sentence summary: What goes around comes around, taking turns in the crematorium
