Chapter 17: 17

7. Sword skill class (1)

However, apart from the strong desire, he was at a loss how to target Shin Do-Gyeom.

“Phew.” Ye-Hyeon sighed.

“Why are you sighing? Who’s bothering you?”

Yoon Seung-Jaew looked closely at Ye-Hyeon since this is the first timet hey met after a long time.

Since the intimacy became five points, the frequency of Yoon Seung-Jae hitting up a conversion first has increased significantly.

‘It’s okay for me to hit him up first, but it’s a bit weird if he does.’ Ye-Hyeon thought.

Ye-Hyeon pushed Yoon Seung-Jae’s forehead out of frustration.

“Nothing. How’s your swordsmanship training? Is it worth it?” Ye-Hyeon asked.

“Of course. Who am I?” Yoon Seung-Jae raised his chin and shrugged again.

Ye-Hyeon was envious of the endless confidence he has

“Let’s study it together. It’s been a month and a half since you joined the training center. In the beginning, it’s not fair to say that you shouldn’t focus on physical training, but who keeps at it? I think you’re the only one who’s been training for over a month” Yoon Seung-Jae said.

“It’s just that I’m not ready yet. And it hasn’t been a month and a half yet.” Ye-Hyeon grumbled, stroking Yoon Seung-Jae’s head.

Ye-Hyeon stroked it almost every day to increase the intimacy, and now it has become a habit.

The soft texture was pleasant.

“Is it because of your physical strength?” Yoon Seung-Jae asked, squinting his eyes.

Ye-Hyeon rolled his eyes and avoided answering.

When taking classes as a group, it was inevitable that their abilities were significantly lower than others.

Ye-Hyeon was clearly aware of his limit, but being aware of it alone and it being known publicly was a completely different story.

“I don’t like to look pathetic.”

There were many people who seemed to be different from their birth compared to Ye-Hyeon, who was no different from ordinary people. Even if he wasn’t a prospect with an S-level or A-level job.

Even if it was impossible to catch up completely, Ye-Hyeon wanted to fill the gap as much as possible with effort.

Yoon Seung-Jae narrowed his eyes when Ye-Hyeon reacted vaguely.

” With that poor physical strength, you can’t just train your physical strength for six months?” Yoon Seung-Jae said.

“Ugh.”

Ye-Hyeon, who was stabbed to the heart by Yoon Seung-Jae’s words, grabbed his chest jokingly.

“You don’t think I should do it, do you?” Yoon Seung-Jae said.

“Hey, aren’t you just saying whatever came to your mind?” Ye-Hyeon replied.

Yoon Seung-Jae grinned at Ye-Hyeon with a frown.

Ye-Hyeon forgot to be annoyed because of Yoon Seung-Jae’s bright smile.

If Shin Do-Gyeom is like a moon at dawn, Yoon Seung-Jae was like the sun at noon.

“So I’m just saying let’s do the training together. There are a lot of people who fall because they’re tired, but you’ll have to do something to make you strong.” Yoon Seung-Jae said.

It’s not wrong, but Ye-Hyeon couldn’t refute it.

It was just Ye-Hyeon’s greed to follow the swordsmanship class to the end properly.

Ye-Hyeon was in agony for a while.

The easiest attack skill was also swordsmanship.

If Ye-Hyeon had some archery-related skills, it would have been a big deal.

Spending the morning at the archery range every day was investing time to get close to Shin Do-Gyeom in Ye-Hyeon’s own way, but he couldn’t just chase Shin Do-Gyeom forever.

“…Shall we?” Yoon Seung-Jae asked.

When Ye-Hyeon answered positively, Yoon Seung-Jae looked happy.

“When do you want to go? The day after tomorrow?” Ye-Hyeon answered.

Yoon Seung-Jae almost pressed Ye-Hyeon to work, as if he would change his mind if he didn’t make an appointment.

The day after tomorrow? It’s not bad. If you start taking swordsmanship classes in earnest, you will not have enough time as well as physical strength to go to the archery field.

It’s not necessary, but Ye-Hyeon thought it would be better to tell Shin Do-Gyeom that he can’t go to the archery field anymore.

‘Shin Do-Gyeom will like that the intruder disappears, right? No, he might not care at all.’

It was bitter, but it was the reality.

It would be nice if Ye-Hyeon could get contact information under the pretext of eating, but he didn’t think it would be easy.

“Let’s go tomorrow morning, not the day after tomorrow.” Ye-Hyeon made a decision after measuring this and that inside his mind.

Still, Ye-Hyeon showed his face every day, so if he can’t see it all of a sudden, Shin Do-Gyeom might be curious.

‘Is this called playing hard to get?’

Ye-Hyeon snorted because it was ridiculous to him.

It didn’t seem to be much use to think of Shin Do-Gyeom, who didn’t even look at Ye-Hyeon a while ago.

“OK. I’ll talk to the instructor.” Yoon Seung-Jae volunteered.

“Thank you. Oh, that’s right. Give me your hand.” Ye-Hyeon said.

“Huh? What are you doing?” Yoon Seung-Jae opened his hand while being puzzled.

Ye-Hyeon got something from his bulging pocket.

Even with a slight movement of Ye-Hyeon’s hand, he heard the sound of crushed plastic.

Ye-Hyeon placed a small chocolate snack on Yoon Seung-Jae’s palm, which was positively sticking out.

“Your snack.” Ye-Hyeon said.

“What snack?” Yoon Seung-Jae asked.

“Do you think I’m the one with sweet tooth?”

“You’re the one.”

“No.”

Yoon Seung-Jae was angry with his eyes wide open, but he only ate everything that Ye-Hyeon handed him.

Ye-Hyeon couldn’t hold back his smirking laughter.

Late in the morning, Ye-Hyeon and Yoon Seung-Jae headed to the outdoor smokehouse.

The destination was an outdoor gymnasium, but it is only one of the many gymnasium in the facility.

Speaking of an outdoor gymnasium, he thought of one person.

“Yoon Seung-Jae, the instructor is not a white-haired man, is he?” Ye-Hyeon clarified.

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“That’s right. How did you know?” Yoon Seung-Jae responded.

Ye-Hyeon wanted him to deny it, but Yoon Seung-Jae blinked his round eyes and nodded hard.

Ye-Hyeon didn’t think so because it was an outdoor gymnasium, but the instructor seemed to be Jeong Do-Cheol.

Ye-Hyeon’s face darkened.

“…I heard some rumors.” Ye-Hyeon continued.

“What rumors?” Yoon Seung-Jae asked.

“The class is hard.” Ye-Hyeon responded.

Ye-Hyeon had taken Jeong Do-Cheol’s class before regression.

Jeong Do-Cheol was notorious for his excellent skills, but he was notoriously strict.

In addition to demanding the amount of training harder than all the instructors combined, even if the student tried to take breather while taking the class, he never let go.

“Really? I don’t know.” Yoon Seung-Jae tilted his head.

“I’m sure.” Ye-Hyeon sighed and leaned back on the chair.

From the first class, the difficulty was already clear.

“Hello, it’s my first time… Never mind.” Ye-Hyeon greeted Jeong Do-Cheol unsuccessfully.

Jeong Do-Cheol did not accept Ye-Hyeon’s greeting, looked at Ye-Hyeon with an unhappy face, and suddenly threw a black wooden sword.

Ye-Hyeon hurriedly took the wooden sword and stumbled.

It was two or three times heavier than an ordinary wooden sword.

“You only get off after you finish today. Grab it.” Jeong Do-Cheol said.

“Yes. Umm..” Ye-Hyeon purposely grabbed the wooden sword vaguely.

Jeong Do-Cheol clicked his tongue, folded the long fan he always carried, and tapped the wooden sword handle.

“Spread your hands and your legs more.” Jeong Do-Cheol instructed.

“Yes.” Ye-Hyeon obeyed.

Jeong Do-Cheol faithfully stabbed Ye-Hyeon’s elbow and shoulder with the fan tip. He looked at his posture, moved to the side and suddenly hit Yoon Seung-Jae on the back.

“Oh! It hurts!” Yoon Seung-Jae complained.

“I told you not to swing it with force, right? Did you forget all about it?” Jeong Do-Cheol reminds Yoon Seung-Jae.

“Then you can say it. Why are you hitting me?” Yoon Seung-Jae replied.

Whether he is friendly or fearless, Yoon Seung-Jae confronted Jeong Do-Cheol.

Still, it was amazing that he didn’t look rude.

It wasn’t just Ye-Hyeon who was surprised.

Other students also glanced at Yoon Seung-Jae.

‘Yoon Seung-jae is not normal either.’ He thought.

Ye-Hyeon shook his head.

“Ugly guy.”

Jeong Do-Cheol glanced at Yoon Seung-jae.

He still had big eyes, but his tone was more loose than when dealing with Ye-Hyeon.

It was a subtle change that would not normally be noticed.

Jeong Do-Cheol said that he likes people with a good physique, but that’s true!

Ye-Hyeon secretly looked around, hitting the wooden sword at a constant speed.

Usually, swordsmanship classes contains 20 people, but there were only 10 people, including Ye-Hyeon.

It was because everyone avoided Jeong Do-Cheol’s method, it was blunt and rough.

Before returning to Korea, Ye-Hyeon grumbled that he was tired, but he took Jeong Do-Cheol’s classes quite often.

Jeong Do-Cheol basically hated people, but he was comfortable because he did not discriminate.

Even when Ye-Hyeon took a class in the sixth month of the training center, he treated him the same way as the first class.

“Whoa.. whoa…” Ye-Hyeon swung the sword steadily.

Ye-Hyeon hadn’t held a sword for a while, but it wasn’t hard to strike a pose.

The problem was his poor figure.

Even before 30 minutes passed, Ye-Hyeon’s physical strength dropped sharply and he started to struggle.

Even though Ye-Hyeon did his best for physical training, it was like that.

It’s easy to pretend not to know how to hold a sword, but Ye-Hyeon was worried that the posture would come out as he learned without realizing it, but he was worried for no reason.

When Ye-Hyeon was out of breath, his posture naturally collapsed.

“Posture!” Jeong Do-Cheol said.

“Ugh!” Ye-Hyeon reacted.

Jeong Do-Cheol, wearing a deep hat, hit Ye-Hyeon’s bent back with a neatly folded fan.

Jeong Do-Cheol seemed to swing lightly, but it hurt enough to cry.

Ye-Hyeon couldn’t show that he was hurt.

It was clear that Jeong Do-Cheol would hit Ye-Hyeon one more time, telling Ye-Hyeon not to exaggerate.

There were no clouds today, so the sun was burning.

Sweat dripped down Ye-Hyeon’s forehead.

‘There’a sn indoor gymnasium too! A lot! Why are they outdoors!’

Ye-Hyeon complained inside whenever he struck the sword.

This was all due to Jeong Do-Cheol’s theory that training should be outdoors.

“10 Minute Break!” Jeong Do-Cheol announced.

It’s only been an hour out of three hours of class.

In the meantime, Ye-Hyeon was hit six more times by Jeong Do-Cheol.

Ye-Hyeon slumped on the floor without any honor.

Ye-Hyeon’s pride was hurt because he thought he was the most uncomfortable person in the class.

As soon as the break began, Yoon Seung-Jae rushed to Ye-Hyeon.

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