“Oh my, you are so mature. You don’t need to take care of others like this. You can be more stubborn and obstinate. This yielding attitude hurts my heart more, you know?”
“Mature? Me?”
At my words, Danmokbi’s straight forehead slightly furrowed. Danmokbi tilted his head and asked back.
“How old am I?”
What! You don’t know your age?
The tears welled up more in my eyes due to Danmokbi’s questioning his age. I wanted to confidently tell the young master how old he is and when his birthday is.
‘……But actually, I don’t know either.’
The problem was that I didn’t know Danmokbi’s age or birthday either. I had just inhabited this body, so there was no time to gather information.
‘But I can guess his age. Looking at how small and thin he is, Danmokbi must be a couple of years younger than me.’
With that confidence, I sneakily asked Danmokbi.
“Seven years old, aren’t you?”
“…….”
At my question, Danmokbi maintained a peculiar silence. Feeling uncomfortable in that silence, I timidly raised his age by one or two years.
“Ah, is it not? Or eight years old? Nnine years old?”
He’s not my age, is he?!
Nervously, I looked for Danmokbi’s reaction. Danmokbi seemed to pout his lips, then leaned his head on my shoulder and answered in a murmur.
“……I don’t know.”
“Huh? Phew, you startled me. You scared me.”
I thought I had wounded Danmokbi’s heart by randomly guessing again.
Now the warmth of Danmokbi, cuddled in my arms, had become quite familiar. I patted Danmokbi’s back with both hands and answered tenderly.
“Young master, I think you are seven years old. Even though you are already almost as tall as me, when you become an adult, you’ll be very, very tall.”
At my words, Danmokbi lifted his head a little and looked at me, asking,
“Do you want me to be very, very tall?”
“Of course. I love the young and cute young master, but still.”
But above all, I wanted to see Danmokbi grow up healthy. Not a twisted image of rage and frustration, but one filled with confidence.
At my words, Danmokbi, who was pouting his lips like a squirrel, asked in a small voice.
“Will you be with me even when I get very, very big?”
“Uh…….”
Even if I’m slow, I couldn’t ignore the strange expectation in his black eyes.
But I couldn’t answer right away. I hadn’t thought about it seriously in the distant future either.
After hesitating for a moment, I tilted my head with an awkward smile.
“Perhaps?”
At my answer, Danmokbi’s lips protruded. Danmokbi turned his head and said.
“Then I don’t want to grow up.”
“What are you talking about, young master~!”
It’s cute when you throw a tantrum! But I didn’t mean to say it like this!
[This is the time separator]The sun hid beyond the horizon, and deep darkness swallowed the world. In the world, plunged into silence without a sound, Danmokbi stared at a book.
It was a secret book called [Danmok’s First Sword Technique] that Yeona had found.
Yeona had given a lot to Danmokbi. Anyone else would have suspected that Yeona was a spy hiding in Danmok’s world.
But to Danmokbi, Yeona was the only light. He couldn’t dare to doubt her.
He just read the mysterious book over and over again, desperately trying to learn what Yeona had given him.
Fortunately, the moon was bright, and Danmokbi’s eyes, having consumed all kinds of elixirs, were bright enough to read the book without a light in the darkness.
As Danmokbi stared at it, a small and fluffy creature landed quietly from behind.
Can you understand it, human?
“……Baekho.”
It was the divine beast Baekho.
The relationship between the two without Yeona was extremely awkward. Danmokbi looked at the talking furball with eyes full of caution.
Baekho licked its front paw with its tongue and said.
You’d better do your breathing exercises one more time at that time. You need to grow your body first. Even if your clogged blood has cleared, don’t mistake that for being healthy.
It was absolutely right, a hundred times so. Look at Yeona, who thinks she is seven years old. To that extent, Danmokbi was still small and frail.
“But…….”
The fingers holding the secret book trembled with strength. A strong will sparkled in his eyes.
“I want to become strong. I want to get out of here.”
A desire that had not been there before tickled Danmokbi’s heart.
He had not wanted to do anything. He thought he would suffer alone forever and leave the world like that.
But after meeting Yeona, he began to think of things he wanted to do.
He wanted to dry the hands that fiddled when promising delicious elixirs, and he wanted to change the same clothes every day into beautiful colors.
Whatever he did, he had to get out of there, and he had to become strong.
Baekho, who realized that Danmokbi’s reason for training was Yeona, scolded him with a slightly softened tone.
Your impatience won’t make your achievements faster. Aren’t you just afraid that she might leave you?
“It’s not just that.”
It was true that he was afraid she might leave him at any moment, but it wasn’t just that.
“I want to do something for Yeona too.”
Yeona doesn’t know. The fact that Danmokbi, who she always calls cute, is actually 11 years old!
Danmokbi was actually 2 years older than Yeona. And he couldn’t tell her that fact because he thought she might be surprised and feel awkward.
“……Ha, I don’t even know.”
Unable to fathom his complicated feelings, Danmokbi sighed and brushed his hair back.
Baekho, who had been quietly watching him, opened his mouth.
Pick up a branch or something.
At Baekho’s words, Danmokbi lifted his head. Baekho comfortably took a seat and gestured to Danmokbi with his chin.
That is swordsmanship, how do you intend to do it with bare hands? It’s impossible until you reach the level of a true master.
It was a plausible story. Danmokbi got up from his place and picked up one of the long branches that had fallen on the ground.
“Ouch!”
But a thorn pricked his soft palm, and he had no choice but to drop the branch, groaning in pain.
Baekho, who had been sitting, clicked his tongue and stood up.
Tsk, where did I pick up this guy who gets hurt so easily?
And what was he doing? He took a claw out of his thick foot and carefully trimmed the branch.
Danmokbi picked up the branch that Baekho was holding out to him with a startled expression. Baekho responded tersely.
I’m only helping you because I don’t like that Yeona’s attention is all on you. Once you become useful, Yeona will relax too.
Then he sat down in front of the forge and lit up his blue eyes.
Pick up the sword. I’ll watch your basic form.
Male lead reborn without memories — but he still falls for her.
The person he finds displeasing in this life turns out to be his cherished wife-master in previous life…
Xie Zhi and Fang Xianxing who had known each other for less than three days through a blind date sat in the same car in front of the civil affairs bureau. They had a disagreement and failed to get married.
Xie Zhi immediately took out his phone, slid through his contacts, and randomly selected the next marriage candidate.
The woman snatched his phone and hung up. Looking at his phone wallpaper, she awkwardly changed the subject: “An ancient painting, eh? It looks pretty good, it’s just that the person in the painting looks a bit like me.”
When he heard this, he sarcastically mocked her for being so delusional, completely unaware that, the person in front of him was the reincarnation of Wen Ru, the famous prime minister of Yuan Shun whom he most admired…
The female CEO who doesn’t want to get married with a divorce agreement in hand × The male archaeological researcher who will only get married if he’s sure he can get divorced
