༺ The Thing I Wish To Show (4) ༻
Back when I first met the bastard, it was around the time when I just became the Young Lord of the clan.
And it was the first time I made an appearance in the Dragons and Phoenixes tournament.
Though these events took place a few years after, unlike my current life after regression.
Usually, upon becoming the Young Lord of one’s clan, the treatment shifts from being viewed as a young prodigy to being seen as a prominent member of the world with considerable influence.
And because of this useless pride I had, I was stubborn and didn’t attend any young prodigy meetings.
But me becoming the Young Lord of the clan was unofficial to begin with,
And since I was never one to leave the clan, I had to start making connections.
One might wonder how I could meet people and become friends with them with my shitty personality back then.
But what else could I do? That was what the clan ordered me to do.
I may have had a better physique back then, but my mindset was far from ideal.
My stupid pride and the weight of the responsibilities that would eventually fall on my shoulders were enough to cause turmoil for a young man like me.
Around this point in time, I was only regarded as a troublemaker, but the rumors about me when I approached my twenties were quite different.
Shanxi’s Evil Spirit.
Gu Clan’s Disgrace.
I became known by such names, so it was a completely different situation from now.
This was why I couldn’t have a normal time at the banquet meeting.
Honestly, I have vague recollections of that day.
I wasn’t even sure if Wi Seol-Ah, Tang Soyeol, or Moyong Hi-ah were even there.
And Yung Pung, the Water Dragon... What about the Lightning Dragon?
I honestly couldn’t even remember if there were any familiar faces there.
It really showed that my state of mind wasn’t quite right at the time.
However, there was one thing I clearly remembered.
– Nice to meet you, Young Master Gu.
That bastard’s hand.
His eyes that formed crescents, creasing into a smile.
And his voice that pretended to be kind and righteous.
I remembered all of those clearly.
– My name is Jang Seonyeon.
It wasn’t because I felt anything special.
And it definitely wasn’t because I was moved by a guy approaching me who was all alone.
No way I’d be touched just because a guy came up to me.
There was only one reason why that ordinary situation never left my memory.
– Undeservingly, I am called the Rising Star.
That was what made me hate him.
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The day of the tournament finals had arrived.
The time was around sunset.
One might wonder why the fight was scheduled for such a late hour, but the reason for it was because that was when the people of Hanam were most energized.
And thanks to that, I was able to have a good meal and a nap before heading to the fight, which I welcomed.
“Give it your all, Young Master!”
Wi Seol-Ah shouted energetically.
I didn’t know if it was because she had a good lunch, but she seemed brighter than usual.
I stared at Wi Seol-Ah for a bit, then patted her head.
“Oough...”
“I’ll try.”
I didn’t know about giving it my all.
I wasn’t even sure if he was worth my full effort.
“And why would you come to see me in such cold weather like this?”
Because it was the middle of winter, the cold air was intense.
Just leaving my hand out of my pocket sent a sharp sting through my fingertips.
“But...”
“What do you mean, but?”
Wi Seol-Ah looked at me with those eyes from time to time.
It felt like I was staring into the eyes of a mother who just sent her child away to school.
She seemed younger and more carefree to anyone’s eyes, so why was she looking at me like that?
I knew that we didn’t have a conventional master-servant relationship, and she was merely maintaining formality with me, but it still felt strange to see her like this.
“I almost thought you were my mom for a second.”
“...Wha?”
After hearing her respond with confusion, I smirked.
‘Oh wait, I talked about Mother.’
Then I was surprised by what had just escaped my lips.
It was because I spoke about my mother with my own mouth.
Perhaps, I forgot about it now?
‘No, I will never forget it.’
That wasn’t the case.
Because it was something I couldn’t afford to forget.
As this was something I needed to ask Father about in the not-so-distant future and a story that I wanted to see the end of.
Despite being windy out, I stared at Wi Seol-Ah’s face.
Then I moved my hand from patting her head to her hair accessory.
Due to the cheap material of the item, the texture wasn’t the most pleasing.
As I fidgeted with it, Wi Seol-Ah quickly stepped back, creating some distance between us.
“Hmm?”
When I looked at her, wondering why she was acting that way, Wi Seol-Ah hurriedly covered her head with her hand.
Especially the part where the hair accessory was located.
“What’s wrong?”
“I... I’m not going to give it...”
“Give what?”
“It’s mine...! The thing Young Master gave me... it’s mine.”
Did she think that I was going to take back the hair accessory I had gifted her?
Wi Seol-Ah glared at me fiercely, which seemed out of character for her.
I responded while looking at her.
“I’m not taking it. Where would I even use that?”
“Y-You could give it to another person.”
“...Do you think I would give a used hair accessory to another person?”
What kind of cheap action was that?
“It’s important to me...”
I had nothing to say after watching her protect the hair accessory with everything she got so that it didn’t get taken away.
What was it to her anyway?
It was just some random gift I got her back in the streets.
I wasn’t sure if it was Wi Seol-Ah’s reaction that made me feel this way, but it was hard for me to meet her gaze.
I was going to let out a fake cough, but a voice interfered.
“...Me too.”
Namgung Bi-ah said with tired eyes, looking as if she had been lost in thought.
Upon seeing her, I spoke after letting out a sigh.
“I told you to go sit down and rest.”
“...I am resting.”
“Who would think you’re resting right now, idiot?”
Why did she come all the way here when she had a perfectly fine spectator seat?
Especially when she was a patient.
“It’s fine...”
“Well, then is there something that isn’t fine?”
“...”
After hearing my question, Namgung Bi-ah started to think hard.
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