Absolute Regression

Chapter 45

Episode 45: Habits are scary.

Ilhwa Geomzon came to see me the next night as well.

“There is a saying that it is said three times. “We fight for the last time today.”

I couldn’t tell if her visit was due to the importance of her promise to her father or the pleasure of yesterday’s meeting.

“great.”

I gladly accepted the third invitation.

“Yesterday, after a draw at Bimu, I went back and just slept all day. When we lost on the first day, I couldn’t sleep at all, but the day we came back with a draw, I slept like crazy. “I wonder if I’ve ever slept this well.”

“You haven’t been able to sleep well.”

“That’s right, I’ve never been a deep sleeper. So do you know what I was thinking?”

“What are you thinking?”

“Do I have to go and do a massage every day to get a good night’s sleep?”

I smiled and Ilhwa Geomzon also smiled and pulled out his sword.

After one fight, we took a break and rested for a while.

And if we had any questions, we asked them at the time.

“You dodged to the left during the twenty-third attack earlier. Why did you dodge to the left? “Wasn’t the right one faster?”

“The move to the right was to reduce the number of skilled workers. If I had dodged to the right, Lee would have had three options. But if you dodged to the left, there were two things.”

“It’s because of my center of gravity.”

“Yes.”

If you become a Geomjon expert like me, even if you split hundreds of moves, you can repeat the fight like in Baduk.

When I asked a question, Geomzon didn’t hide his thoughts and just told me.

You will know when you hear it. Is this person really sincerely speaking to me or not? If my father heard this, he would scold me and ask how I know people’s thoughts, but at least Geomzon answered sincerely.

She also asked me questions when she had any doubts. I answered exactly what I thought. Just as I feel sincerity in her, she will also feel that my answer is not in vain. There is no harm in teaching it. It’s the same when teaching Ian, but you learn more while teaching.

“I don’t know when. I have never been so purely into martial arts. “Maybe it’s the first time.”

Considering her age and position, the words “first time” were not easy words to say.

“How should I be embarrassed?”

“Now shall we start again?”

“great!”

This time, as promised, I flew up into the air and fought. This fight was literally a dogfight.

If it looks like it’s going to fall to the ground, it launches the opponent by using an attack that allows it to jump by stepping on its feet. There was absolutely no surprise attack during that process. They helped each other and kept flying, sharing swords.

A brilliant sword light lit up the night sky, and we flew around until we used up all our energy and then landed on the training ground.

The only sound that could be heard in the gym was me and her breathing. If it had been the first day of competition, the outcome of the match would have been based on who could catch their breath first, but we didn’t care at all.

“Do you have alcohol?”

She, who doesn’t drink alcohol, looked for alcohol.

“Yes, there is.”

I went into the house and brought out a drink.

“It’s a good drink.”

“You know a lot about alcohol, right?”

“Just because you don’t drink doesn’t mean you don’t know. And I used to drink it too.”

I had a drink with her. Drinking alcohol while sharing a dance with Geomjon had a special flavor. She said she quit drinking a long time ago, but she drank often. It got to the point where I wondered if he was secretly drinking alone.

“Can I ask you something, Mr. Lee?”

“Yes, senior.”

“Why has it suddenly changed like this? You weren’t really this kind of person, right? “I didn’t observe Lee Gongja carefully, but I knew roughly what kind of person he was.”

“It didn’t change all of a sudden, we’ve been preparing for it for a long time.”

“You lived while hiding your true identity?”

“It’s similar. If he showed his true colors at such a young age, his older brother would have killed him. “I crouched down until I could protect myself.”

“Gongja Lee is a truly scary person.”

She said when the bottle of alcohol she shared was empty.

“Just one last time.”

I was surprised. Ilhwa Geomzon’s tone of voice has changed.

She, who always used honorifics, naturally began to treat people with inferiority.

“It may be a strange thing to say, but when I’m with Gongja Lee, I feel like I’m with a friend.”

Maybe she felt a part of my past life. In front of my father and Ian, I kept acting more and more playful in order not to bring back the darkness, hardships, and time of the past, but I didn’t do that in front of her. Especially while dancing, he was more serious than anyone else.

We learn from experts and learn from experts. The realization from that fall is so strong that I often neglect learning from fellow practitioners. By disparaging the value of the herbs by saying they are rice.

But today I realized that those vegetables and rice might be the best dinner.

We fought after talking, we fought while learning, and we fought while realizing. Now we put down our drinks and fought. I dare say.

Our fight was graceful. We had no murderous intent to harm the other person, but only the nobility of enjoying the fight.

And through all of this, I didn’t mention a single word about the Hyeolcheon Doma. I even forgot about getting her on my side.

So we clashed powerfully and exchanged spectacular explosions for the last time.

“It may be a profane thing to say, but I felt like I formed a friendship with my senior through the sword.”

She agreed with my feelings.

“I don’t know what our relationship will be like in the future, but today’s meeting with Lee Gongja will forever be remembered.”

Ilhwa Geomzon also considered the value of this secret weapon to be important.

“I will never forget you for the rest of my life. Thank you for teaching me a great lesson.”

“Did I really teach you?”

Maybe you think you have received more.

But I’m sure there’s more I’ve learned. She learned a few things, but I absorbed them all.

Through the past three days of fighting, I thought a lot about Bicheon Swordsmanship, and the solidly established Daeseong system was shaken.

I could tell. The wall of the Twelve Stars has collapsed, and now my realm has begun to advance towards the Twelve Stars. My heart began to beat at the new change that had come after a long time.

We didn’t say goodbye.

Ilhwa Sword Zone drew out the Ilhwa Sword and held it out in front of me, and I responded with the Black Magic Sword.

visor!

Our dance ended with a clear farewell where swords clashed with swords.

* * *

Returning to his residence, Ilhwa Geomzon was drinking alone.

As the dance with the sword dance ended, I felt many emotions.

Three days passed as if I was possessed by something.

I remembered the first day I lost in Bimu.

All sorts of thoughts came to mind that day. I even thought about putting on a mask and going back and killing Geommugeuk.

The person I was that day and the person I am today were completely different people. Although he is the same person, he has become a completely different person, at least in terms of his relationship with sword dance.

At that time, Saujong’s voice was heard outside the mook.

“This is Ujong.”

When he came inside, he held a dish that was to be a snack in his hand. Saujong asked as he put down the snacks on the table.

“Are you worried about something?”

Since he had kept her close to him, he had never seen her drink.

But today he suddenly starts drinking.

‘It’s a bad sign.’

Saujong judged this situation as follows.

Because Ilhwa Geomjon moved so secretly, Sawujong did not know about the affairs of the past three days.

Ilhwa Geomzon did not answer any of his questions.

At times like this, I feel a deep sense of self-destruction. Because she has never once shown herself to be honest. I thought it was because he was an emotionally dry person, but why was he suddenly drinking?

“Is this by any chance related to a scientist?”

Ilhwageomjon glanced at Saujong. The look in his eyes that told him not to talk nonsense was cold.

“Nothing happened.”

Sau Zong quickly lowered his head.

“I said something unnecessary. sorry.”

Saujong had a customized prescription for her when she was in a bad mood.

“We brought in a really new guy. “I’m waiting in a secret room…”

“Stop now!”

“yes?”

“Now… stop bringing men with you.”

“!”

For a moment, Saujong was startled.

I wasn’t surprised when they told me to stop bringing men. Geomjon is respected by himself. He felt as if he had been hit on the head.

‘what? ‘Why are you doing this all of a sudden?’

He was proud of the specialness of being treated only to himself.

I thought I heard it wrong, but that wasn’t the case.

Ilhwa Geomzon sighed lightly.

“It was something I should have stopped doing a long time ago. No, it shouldn’t have started in the first place.”

When Saujong first brought a young man, the trouble was that he lost to the lust of the moment.

Just once! Okay, just once. I can’t even remember the last time I slept with a man. Enjoy it just once!

But there was no just one time of lust that opened the box.

Once became twice and twice became three.

She closed her eyes tightly when Saujong said that it was something men did because they wanted to, and that she was actually helping them by giving them a lot of money. To be honest, I didn’t even feel guilty afterwards.

Lust has become a habit.

I was more afraid of habit than lust. It wasn’t that fun, but I couldn’t quit.

But now it’s time to stop. After finishing my dance with the sword dance, I felt that it was time to start something new. With or without sword dance.

“Then I will send it back today. “Just tell me at any time…”

“It won’t happen again.” all right?”

Sau Jong lowered his head at the cold gaze.

“I’ll keep that in mind.”

“Go away. And to protect the secret, if you touch the young people, you will die by my hand.”

So far, young people have definitely taken care of it. Should we give them the right money or let them live? So that Saujong doesn’t kill him to keep the secret.

“That won’t happen.”

After quickly bowing his head in greeting, Saujong turned around.

His expression was frozen. He used men to ingratiate himself and believed that this intimate secret solidified his position as the perfect second-in-command.

But what is that unfamiliar coldness? What on earth is that confidence?

I was sure that the next Geomzon would be me.

Geomzon’s heart was shaking. No, he was turning away from himself.

I knew the reason better than anyone else. One person who shook her up recently.

‘Sword dance!’

* * *

That night, someone was waiting at Saujong’s residence.

The woman’s name is Cheongseon (??).

As one of the five disciples of the Soul Mazon, she was a witch doctor.

Cheongseon ran into the arms of Saujong who entered the room and hugged him. It’s been a hot year since the two started dating.

Cheongseon said with a slightly disgruntled expression while being held in Saujong’s arms.

“Can’t you take that picture away?”

Her gaze was directed at the picture on the wall. The woman in the picture was Ilhwa Geomzon.

“Are you jealous of Grimm too?”

“It’s not jealousy. “I know your loyalty, but is it really necessary to have a picture of that woman up in your room?”

“He didn’t just become the second-in-command of the Northern Heavenly Sword Family.”

“know. “I know, but I feel bad every time I see it.”

Cheongseon led Saujong to the bed.

“I know that? Today is the first time you called to see me. “I always found it.”

“Is that so?”

“To be blunt, our school is the best.”

“I’ve been busy so far.”

“It’s because of that old woman.”

“Be careful what you say.”

“sorry.”

Cheongseon snuggled into him, and Saujong hugged her as fiercely as always.

However, Saujong’s eyes were focused on the picture hanging on the wall. The heat in those eyes was not loyalty.

Cheongseon didn’t know. That her man is thinking of another woman at this very moment. And a woman much older than him.

When the moans of joy subsided, the words that would change their fate flowed from Sawujong’s mouth. The very words that are the starting point of the end in all relationships.

“…I have a favor to ask.”