The Barbarian Writer of a Martial Arts Visual Novel Chapter 116

EP.116

The Sacheondang family’s secret struggle for power.

One day, the main character, the owner of a small household, hears the news that his father and the elders who supported him were attacked by a mysterious group and died.

While the main character is having a fortune-telling breakfast, he is attacked by a mysterious intruder and falls into a magical state that causes his entire body’s energy and blood to become distorted before he can even shout out, “What are you?”

The position of head of the household passed to his uncle.

Despite suspicions that he killed the protagonist’s father, the uncle continues his position as the head of the family, using the protagonist’s mother as a plaything.

The main character dreams of revenge in a broken body. Then one day, after sleeping with his aunt, he realizes that he has talents in fields other than martial arts.

The ability to make every woman the protagonist sleeps with into a body she can’t live without. He decides to use his abilities to take revenge.

Danggapoongun. Let’s begin now.

“If you use it, you’ll die.”

Have you seen that book? Well, that whole family is a sex village. Seonggyochon. The entire Sacheondangga.

I now know why there are so many Tang clans from the Sichuan Tang family. Eating together as a family. The rumor that the Habsburg family was a family created by Westerners who learned the culture of the Sichuan Tang family was true.

Suspicious rumors will reach the ears of the people of Sacheondanga and the source of the rumors will be found. It would be easy to find a black-haired barbarian who runs a successful bookstore in Uichang.

If you find me, there is no need for the party to file a lawsuit or go to trial for defamation. The people of Sacheondanga will come to the author, shedding tears of emotion, saying they have a gift to give to the author.

Is a knife needle a good gift? Is the poisonous needle good? If you don’t like that, there are also decoctions. I’ll make it right.

“Even if you use a rice cake wrapper, you have to have safety measures in place.”

Even if aggro is drawn to the Four Thousand Dangga, the line must not be crossed. The moment I cross the line, what flies away is not the eraser, but my neck.

Even in this world, there were books based on actual clans or families.

The story of Murim was not popular and remained in the bad stock of a 50-year-old bookstore, but I could tell that it was still there.

Isn’t the story of Pungun Hyeopgaekjeon, which I wrote a while ago, also a novel set in a shaman faction? I’ve never heard of anyone killing the writers who wrote such novels, so just don’t cross the line.

The problem is how to avoid crossing the line while using rice cake.

“Martial arts protagonist. Even if we use rice cake co-op, let’s set the main character as someone from a party family and full of chivalry.”

The main character is from Sacheondangga.

He learns arm techniques and poison attacks, and has an overflowing sense of chivalry in his heart. These days, we are setting him up as an upright protagonist, which is rare in martial arts circles.

Even when people from the Sacheondang family read it, they think he is a strange protagonist who is unusually chivalrous and does not display paranoia or hysteria, nor does he plot cowardly behind the scenes.

With this protagonist, I write a story about rice cakes rather than martial arts stories.

By using the main villain.

“The main villain of Tteokhyeopji is, of course, a color demon.”

The main character of Dangga, who came into the world with a sense of wisdom in mind.

One day, he heard a rumor that he was raping women to absorb their sexual energy in order to become stronger. The protagonist begins to track this demon with the purpose of subjugating him.

Danggapoongun is the story of what happens as the protagonist tracks down this evil demon.

“The upright protagonist, while working together, gets caught up in a scandalous incident.”

The plot basically follows the general martial arts style, but adds an adult flavor. The main character is just working together, but quite by chance something like a dirty story happens.

It’s like when the protagonist of a romantic comedy bumps into the heroine and touches her breasts and looks at her panties even though he has no intention of doing so. It’s just that the main character of Danga Pung-un doesn’t just end up touching it, he also puts it in it.

“All the evil deeds are done by the lover, and the honey is sucked by the main character. “If this is the case, it will be difficult for the party family to visit you without permission.”

Even in modern times, when dramas are made with famous businessmen as the main characters, people like it and don’t complain about it. Rather, didn’t some companies use dramas for marketing, even making peanut cream snacks?

The same goes for Dangga Pung-un. Because the main character isn’t bad. Rather, the main character becomes a famous governor in Gangho while sweetly sucking the honey from the rice cake grove.

If you use the Tang song well, the Sichuan Tang family may come to you with tears of emotion and give you an award for promoting the Tang song. Perfect.

If you come to a place like this, I have a method in mind, but it is a method that you can use when you go there.

Let’s write it first.

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“Ugh…. It’s hard.”

As I was deciding on the plot and writing, Dang Hwa-rin opened the door to the attic and came in, slumping his shoulders.

“great job. “I should have helped clean up after myself, but I’m sorry.”

“no. “You work hard during the day, so I have to do something like this.”

Dang Hwa-rin responded helplessly and immediately fell down on the bed.

Too bad. I was tired and looked at Dang Hwa-rin, who was lying on the bed and not moving at all.

Dang Hwa-rin cannot stand at the first floor stand because of her face. So, on the first floor, retired employees are looking after the owner’s granddaughter.

Danghwarin is involved in important bookkeeping and inventory management, but it cannot be denied that he is relatively busy during the busiest working hours.

As if he knew this, he said he would clean up after the store, but I can’t help but feel sorry.

When I have some free time, I’ll have to hire someone.

“Would you like me to give you a massage?”

“no. “Write a book.”

“okay. “If you’re having a hard time, tell me.”

I turned my head again and started writing Tangga Pungun. If it were real, something like this would never happen. As expected, it’s a rice cake cooperative. So it’s better. I have to write something that listens to the sound.

“…hey. Yunho.”

As I was engrossed in writing, Dang Hwa-rin called from behind. Did you keep looking at me without sleeping? For some reason, I felt eyes on me.

“huh?”

“Please give me a little bit.”

What are you asking me to do? When I looked puzzled, Dang Hwa-rin wriggled in embarrassment and then lay down.

Was he looking at me the whole time because he wanted to get a massage? You get it right away when you say you will.

I’m tired too, so I guess I’ll stop writing here. After putting down the brush, I got up and approached the bed where Dang Hwa-rin was lying.

“Do it harder?”

When I touched her calf, Dang Hwa-rin’s body flinched for a moment.

“…be kind.”

What else is affectionate?

“I’ll be gentle.”

“Huh! “Don’t touch my thighs.”

“No, my thighs were the tightest…”

Isn’t that right? I think my shoulders were the most tense.

“Hmm! hey! Where are you going?…. Ugh!”

There are really a lot of things I wish for.

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A modern bookstore and Daseogak where you can read as many books as you want.

The bookstore began to be crowded immediately after opening.

“Store manager. “Are you listening to me?”

“yes. I’m listening. welcome.”

As soon as Daseogak opened in the morning, I silently listened to the words of Seosaeng Son, who came to visit me, and greeted the incoming guests.

“I am dissatisfied with the fact that books must be stamped when sold at a bookstore. And if you bring three friends, one gets free. How can a person do something that is not easy? Why not just come three times and get free admission once? Also, the name Daseogak is problematic. The name is tacky. Not Daseogak, but North….”

“Welcome. “Would you like a cafe latte?”

“Are you listening, manager?”

Was there anything else to say?

“Look over there.”

At the place that Seosaeng Son pointed to, there were three people sitting closely together reading a book.

“You seem to be having fun by ordering drinks and refreshments.”

From refreshments delivered from other places to expensive coffee. They even continue to order more than one drink per person. This is a customer I would enjoy coming every day.

I ordered a cup of Americano for breakfast, melted the ice, and looked at Son Seo-saeng, asking why he was making such a fuss.

“Hmm. If I drink two cups of coffee a day, I can’t sleep… Anyway! The three of them are reading a book together, so they talk to each other and make a fuss. This is a sacred space of meditation. “Shouldn’t such behavior be sanctioned as a store manager?”

“I was watching too, but he just whispered and didn’t make much noise.”

“no. “I’m saying this because I can’t study because the flower-scented cows next to me are whispering.”

There’s nothing I can do about you being swayed by small-timers. You should study somewhere else. This is a place just for reading.

“Aren’t we talking like this right now?”

“It is not a sin to talk among friends.”

“haha. customer. What a friend. And this is a reading space. “If you want to study, wouldn’t it be better to go where you usually study?”

In my long experience, I have never seen a customer who tries to eat the owner’s brother, sister, or friend end up well.

“Okay. Maybe we haven’t met enough to become friends yet… Actually, I like the sound of Daseogak, so I can concentrate easily. “I think if I study here, I will be able to pass the next civil service examination.”

“You are a regular customer and there may be people around you who think the same thing, so I would like to caution you. “If it doesn’t get better, I’ll stamp your coupon so please be patient.”

“Really? Then, don’t pay attention and just stamp it.”

“yes. “Then I will do it.”

“Hehehe. “I’ve collected all 10, so please give me an iced Americano.”

hey. They say that if you drink two cups a day, you won’t be able to sleep.

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“Hwarin. “Aren’t you done?”

After finishing cleaning up the second floor Daseogak, I spoke to Dang Hwa-rin, who was still busy cleaning up after herself.

“Go up when you’re done with work.”

Dang Hwa-rin spoke to me while carrying a load of books tied in a corner.

“I’ll lift it too. Hey. This is all a rumor. “It’s selling really well.”

We displayed various pornographic stories one by one on the empty table.

“I know. “It was going well.”

“I wish my book writing would be as successful as this.”

“Cook cluck. “It won’t be easy to become successful like that, right?”

“uh? Smile? “If I just put my book on the table here, it will sell out in one day.”

I subtly appealed to her that when my book comes out, I plan to take up all the space to promote it.

“Cook cluck. okay. “Use it well.”

Dang Hwa-rin looked at me like an older sister looking at a boy who shouted, “I will become a super robot when I grow up.”

All of a sudden something like this is starting to happen. I guess I’ll have to work hard to write it.

“The cleanup is almost done, so go up first. “I’ll finish it.”

“To do it together…”

“Rest. rest. “I’m so tired these days that my shoulders feel stiff.”

How tired it must be these days to be a martial arts person with great skill. As she was trying to get out, I grabbed her stiff shoulders and slowly pushed her down the stairs.

“No, that’s not the reason why my shoulders feel stiff…”

“That’s enough. rest.”

I sent her up to the attic and started putting the finishing touches on the first floor.

It’s good that business is going well, but it takes a long time to clean up after it. People. If you look at the book, you should put it back where it belongs.

Books in place?

“ruined!”

I threw the book away and hurried up to the attic.

I hurriedly went up to the attic, but it was already too late.

Tang Hualin looked at me with a serious face, holding a wad of paper in his hand, and opened his mouth.

“hey. Yunho. “What is this…?”

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