The World’s Best Childhood Friend Chapter 100

< Episode 100 > Shoemaking Exhibition (第花悐).(4)

The shoemaking exhibition, which started after noon, had been going on for quite a long time. It is because

all three great disciples who participated are sincere as they have prepared only this for a long time

.

Even more so, since they are students of the same school, the swordsmanship they each use is the same.

It took longer because we knew each other so well.

In a way, the time seemed boring, but the enthusiasm of the audience did not

seem to cool down.

“The reactions are amazing.”

“Everyone seems to be having fun.”

It was because of the small number of spectators, but in terms of enthusiasm, it was almost

as good as the competition hosted by the Moorim Maeng.

To be honest, it was a bit boring for me.

‘ Maybe it’s because I’ve been hanging out with Young Poong a lot lately.’

Perhaps because the target of comparison was Young Poong, the swords of those watching

looked relatively crude. The unique flexibility of plum swordsmen was also lacking,

and it was particularly disappointing in terms of

speed and application of bets .

To put it bluntly, at my current level, I could incapacitate it with a single blow.

This is not me, but Yeongpoong and Namgoongbiah as well.

‘…So that’s why he chose Youngpoong as the disciple of Lee Dae.’

Now it was the part that I could definitely touch as to why I did it that way.

They were never lacking.

Of course, among them, the disciples of the Volcano faction were among them.

It is true that he is a strong man compared to his peers, but…

The problem was that the people he faced recently were too overwhelming.

‘To be honest, being first-class at an age where contract terms aren’t even reached isn’t anyone’s dog’s name.’

Today’s geniuses such as Yeongpoong and Namgoongbia are strange.

In case I was the only one who was bored, I glanced at Namgoongbia.

I couldn’t see it properly because it was covered with cotton thread, but I could feel some subtle movement

.

I saw that and asked.

“You yawned.”

“…”

At the sound of the question, Namgoongbi-ah flinched and averted her gaze.

The back of the hair tied to the moving head swayed. For no reason, I gave my gaze to the ornament on which my head was fixed

, and then turned

my gaze to Wiseol-ah .

Unlike me and Namgoongbi, who knew Seol Wie,

they were watching the rain stage with bright eyes.

“fun?”

“yes!”

The emotions contained in the brightly shouted voice are revealed without hiding.

Is it because they have a different perspective from me?

Yay-!

I looked up at the empty stage at the sudden sound of cheering and saw that one of them had dropped a wooden sword on the floor

.

“…lose.”

“Good job.”

The winner taps the loser on the shoulder.

It seems that the one who lost was probably the younger or the disciple who came in later.

You can hear the people around you talking about it.

“The standards this year are much higher than last year.”

“I am very proud that people have changed so much in one year.”

“This is a volcanic wave…! cancer!”

It’s definitely different from my worn gaze.

Even if it is the gaze of an ordinary person, not the gaze of an unmanned person.

‘Maybe I’ve changed.’ Do

you think that you are on the same level as them because you grew up after eating a little bit of time in the subject while regressing

?

If that was the case, I needed to change my mind.

This may be the cause of the heart attack.

It’s something I’ve been through, so I had to be more careful.

As I was organizing my thoughts, Bia Namgoong spoke to me next to me.

“••I’m here.”

His eyes lit up at those words.

I could also hear the buzz around me.

“What’s the matter, were there any women among the disciples?”

“It wasn’t there last year….is it new?”

“How can that be? I heard that the Danju of the Chunga Sangdan

tried hard to get his youngest son into the Hwasan faction, but now he is rejected like a knife.”

A girl wearing a white plum dress and holding a wooden sword is standing on the stage.

He tied his black hair down to his back and caught his breath.

The girl’s gaze was calm even amidst the attention and chatter of countless people.

Or maybe he’s pretending to be calm

?

I was just watching.

Eventually, he drew his sword and took a stance.

Before starting the dance, the two people facing each other opened their mouths.

“…Hwasan’s third generation disciple, Youngjin.”

“My name is Guryeong-hwa, the second disciple of Hwasan.”

It was never a loud voice, but

the reaction of the people who were watching Gu Ryeong-hwa’s words increased as if it was not too much to hear.

the introduction is over.

“start.”

With shouts of bets, the martial arts of Guryonghwa began.

– What is this great disciple? How are you so young?

– It’s the first time I’ve seen this face, but seeing you say your name, you haven’t even received a Doho yet

.

You can hear sounds all around you.

Even if you don’t want to hear it, the sound of the words that you hear makes a mess in your head.

Gu Ryeong-hwa tried to focus only on the opponent in front of her.

In the expression of the three generations of disciples, an inexplicable timidity is revealed.

That is dissatisfaction with the opponent.

It’s not just a complaint about fighting an accident.

In the first place, I wouldn’t even treat it as an accident.

The dissatisfaction of having to fight with a young girl must be greater, unlike the longed-for bimu.

It is an uncomfortable and uncomfortable feeling.

Gu-ryeong-hwa flowed into the exhaled breath.

-I want to hold a shoe show on the first day.

Gu Ryeong-hwa wanted to compete among the disciples of Lee Dae, but gave up that greed and spit out the words

.

In the first place, it was a pitiful stubbornness.

It was an act that pushed

against the futile pride of being Master’s disciple and the sense of entitlement that was seething in proportion to it .

I simply gave up on it.

Shinhyeon asked Gu Ryeong-hwa if he would be okay, and Gu Ryeong-hwa

nodded with a firm face.

There were many hidden words in Shinhyeon’s question if he was okay.

Gu Ryeong-hwa couldn’t have known that.

Slowly, he rode his wooden sword and fixed his eyes on his opponent.

‘It’s scary…’

It’s still scary.

I wanted to run away right away.

I am afraid of the frowning eyes and the sharpened atmosphere is also scary.

No matter how much I cried and shouted, I remembered my back that hadn’t looked back, and I couldn’t breathe.

“start-!”

At the same time as the sound, the opponent rushed at Guryeonghwa.

As if intending to end it quickly, he unfolds his sword technique.

However, there was little power contained in the visible sword.

As if to look at it, the strength was subtracted.

Seeing that, Gu Ryeong-hwa gritted her teeth.

Gu Ryeong-hwa swung his sword day and night.

Every single day was dedicated to blooming plum blossoms.

You don’t know how many times your palms have been torn and popped, and your nosebleeds are a daily routine

.

All of this was about trying to make plum blossoms bloom and putting my will into it.

Dududuk-!

a.

Gu Ryeong-hwa’s opponent, Young-jin, was momentarily taken aback by the blocked sword path.

It’s like I didn’t think this would stop.

It was still empty and weak, so I chose to let it flow rather than block it by twisting the sword.

As I rode the blade and moved in a semicircle, Yeongjin’s sword was swept away and bounced off.

The twisted motion made the upper body empty.

Gu Ryeong-hwa swung her sword at the gap, but Young-jin blocked it.

‘…late.’

There was a moment of hesitation.

The moment he stopped for fear of extending his sword was a problem.

Young-jin refines his stance, as if he realized something after a confrontation.

It seemed that he was determined not to be careless.

“Huh…”

The deep breathing was still shaking.

The reason Guryunghwa wanted to bloom plum blossoms was only because of the sword.

It was because he wanted to reassure his teacher by lighting plum blossoms before closing his eyes.

It was also the reason why I was immersed in training while reducing my sleep.

Now that I think about it, plum blossoms were not something that could be bloomed that way.

Even more, now that Geomhu is gradually regaining health, Gu Ryeong-hwa

had to lose her goal of smoking plum blossoms and feel empty.

‘Why do I have to learn a sword?’

It was nice to be able to train with Geomhu who had regained his health.

Guryung-hwa still couldn’t get his bearings.

Geomhu, who noticed this, said to Gu Ryeong-hwa one day.

– The first thing to do is to find out what to put in it.

find the essence

It was the first homework that Geomhu gave to Gu Ryeong-hwa.

For the first time, the swordsmith, who taught me to find the meaning to put in the sword,

spoke of an abstract meaning.

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Youngjin’s sword grazed Gu Ryeonghwa’s hair.

Unlike before, he is full of strength and his steps are neat.

It might not be sincere, but it seemed like he was doing his own thing a little bit.

Gu Ryeong-hwa kept as calm as possible so as not to be swept away by the sword in front of her.

If it’s not plum blossoms, what should I put in my sword?

It was a worry that was repeated thousands of times in a few days.

What is written on the place where the impatience was washed away?

Is it revenge?

Revenge on the family that brought out the end of the mother.

Resentment towards her brother who tried to abandon her.

Should I include it?

“Ugh!”

Gu Ryeong-hwa blocks Young-jin’s sword, but is shaken by the force.

One after another, Youngjin attacks.

The swordsman’s sword is focused on defense.

Even if you learn the same sword, if the meaning is different, the way you look at it is different.

Don’t panic, you can shed it.

“What…?”

Youngjin spat out a short single word as if embarrassed.

It was because Gu Ryeong-hwa spilled the sword that he thought he would never be able to avoid.

Little by little, Guryunghwa’s breathing, which had been rough, began to stabilize.

‘I don’t want to contain that.’

The fearful and painful memories are still there, but I didn’t want to choose revenge in order to overcome him

.

He still resents Guyangchun. Nevertheless, I had hope in his changed appearance and words, and my eyes

started to chase

him again .

It was foolish.

Even after being in so much pain, she didn’t change from the time she sat on the ground and waited for her brother

.

I remember the words I unknowingly spit out in my longing and complicated mind.

-Can we go back to normal?

It was a hope and a wish.

If only Yangchun Gu had said at the time that he could do that.

He may have pretended not to know himself and tried to stay in his original form.

For Gu Ryeong-hwa, it was turning away and escaping.

Just forgetting about it will make you feel better.

‘Will it really be that comfortable?’

I’m sure I’ll be able to forget it then.

Maybe you can forget forever.

It can be a rest or a comfortable refuge.

That’s what it’s like to live without knowing.

but.

Even that was not what Guryunghwa wanted.

Gu Ryeong-hwa’s eyes were on the spectators even as she threw away the raging swords.

It wasn’t difficult to find what you were looking for.

There are few people in the world who wear red uniforms and have ferocious eyes.

If not, I was able to quickly find Guyangcheon in the crowd.

Gu Ling-Hwa almost burst out laughing while dancing while watching Gu Yang-Chun.

You said it bluntly, as if you were just going to watch it, and then you put on such a worried expression

.

What happened to her brother in the past year?

Gu Ling-hua

knew that Gu Ling-hua felt the guilt and regret that Gu Yang-cheon sometimes felt in his eyes when he looked at him.

I know that even though I want to apologize, I do not say it out of my mouth.

However, Gu Linghua did not ask why he could not speak to Gu Yangchun.

There is a distance between each other.

Guyangcheon will not try to narrow it down.

Thinking that far, Gu Ryeong-hwa

seemed to know a little about what she wanted to do.

Shiiik-!

Gu Ryeong-hwa’s sword squeezed through and hit Young-jin’s shoulder.

It was just a weak hit, so there was no sudden damage, but it

was important that the attack went in.

At this, Yeongjin’s gaze was filled with heat.

He must have been proud of himself.

Even in such a gaze, Gu Ryeong-hwa was calm.

Power goes into the tip of the toe that is approaching again.

The bet, which started spinning in the dantian, spreads evenly throughout the body and gives strength.

If there is a distance between you and your opponent, you can narrow it down.

If you don’t come, then I will go.

If you can’t go back to the original, you can face it with a different look.

You will resent it, and you will be angry with anger.

You may cry over the scars that are deeply engraved in your heart.

At the end of it, I wanted to forgive in the end.

Clearly, if she wanted to include something other than plum blossoms in

her sword, she wanted to include this kind of image.

The flowering of talent is sudden.

Pushed from the body and pushed from the bet.

Even more so, I was pushed back in power.

Strangely, Gu Ryeong-hwa wasn’t afraid of that.

Shedding an approaching sword attack, I approached one step at a time.

Seeing this, Youngjin’s expression gradually distorted in embarrassment.

The heart that I thought I would easily subdue and do the next dance properly collapsed.

From the beginning, Youngjin was sincere.

‘What the hell is this…’

It’s hard to call it absurd, so Young-jin has been through the same thing.

Not only Youngjin, but all three generations of disciples saw and experienced this.

Youngpoong was like this when he was young.

A priest who came in a long time ago, but has risen to plum blossom inspection in just a few years.

This is the reverse of the three great disciples and the cause of crude jealousy.

The sword mixed with personal feelings is inconsistent.

Youngjin’s sword path was like that now.

The movement was bigger than usual, and Gu Ryeong-hwa did not miss it.

The experience of bimu with Namgoongbia is helpful in this case.

don’t miss the time

He let down Youngjin’s sword, created a gap, and twisted the sword to strike his wrist.

“Keep!”

The wooden sword rolls on the ground with a scream.

At the same time, the tip of Gu Ryeong-hwa’s sword touched Yeong-jin’s neck.

The silence created by focusing on the dance was broken and cheers rang out.

In the end of the martial arts, Ying Jin raised a wooden sword and bowed with a bewildered expression.

“…lost…!”

Young-jin, who tried to suppress his resentment and admit defeat, faced Gu Ryeong-hwa

and shut his mouth.

Gu Ryeong-hwa was laughing.

It wasn’t the face that was always frowning.

He was smiling brightly.

Gu Ryeong-hwa looks at Young-jin and says, as if it was so much fun.

“great job.”

“Eh…yes…!”

Young-jin stuttered at the words that seemed refreshing.

Gu Ryeong-hwa walks down the rain stage.

Youngjin wiped the sweat from his forehead and

stared at the dying shoes as they descended.

Somehow, the smile I had just seen seemed to remain in my memory forever, as if possessed.

After the dance, the surroundings were already full of cheers.

The dance of the moment was a series of surprises.

“…we won.”

Namgung Bi-ah said as if she was surprised.

I couldn’t see his face, but he must be very surprised.

that’s me too

I never imagined that Guryunghwa would win.

‘What happened?’

I couldn’t know more when I thought about the old age of my previous life.

This is because Gu Ryeong-hwa was not a warrior who was very famous.

“…but how I look now…”

If you have thought about and studied martial arts for a little bit, you will notice.

How full of possibilities was the Guryunghwa just now.

As if to prove that, I can see something buzzing even from the side where the elders are gathered. The appearance Gu Ryeong-hwa just showed

is not an image that

can be suddenly pulled out even if one has attained enlightenment .

‘It was as if I had released something that was suppressed.’

Our eyes met with Gu Ryeong-hwa, who was descending from the non-stage far away.

Gu Ryeong-hwa looks at her and waves her hand.

I realized that something had changed in the old age.

Seeing Gu Ryeong-hwa smiling brightly,

it felt like something festering inside him was melting.

Gu Ryeong-hwa, who had been confused just when they met earlier,

seemed to have removed something from her armpit.

‘Even though I went through a regression, I’m still stuck.’

Unlike me, that little boy seemed to have gotten his way.

Unlike his incompetent older brother, he said everything.

“cute.”

I laughed at Bia Namgoong’s words.

” suddenly ?”

“…Your smile is cute.”

“That’s right! I think the young master is smiling.”

“…that’s not it.”

” hey.

At Wi Seol-ah’s words, Namgoong-bia sneakily resolutely refutes them.

It was true, but it made me feel pretty bad.

While I was saying something to Bia Namgoong, I waved my hand slightly while looking at Guryunghwa.

‘That’s it.’

I thought while looking at the guy who was Gu Ryeong-hwa’s opponent.

It reminded me of staring at Gu-ryeong-hwa after the dance was over.

“…I’ll have to ask Youngpoong what that bastard’s name is.”

I didn’t really want to do anything, but I just didn’t like it.