I Am This Murim’s Crazy Bitch
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Draw a straight line from the sky to the ground.

Taishan tack. Heavy as if Taisan were pressing down.

Draw a straight line in the shape of the earth and swing it.

Hoengsocheon-gun. Like cutting off a thousand soldiers.

Stretch out straight into the shape of a dot and stab it.

It doesn’t matter. It pierces everything with one.

No matter how grandiose the packaging was, in the end it was nothing more than a downward cut, a horizontal cut, and a stab.

Nevertheless, the blue herbivores were strong, and the bloody sound of the wind cutting through them rang out.

Rather than any other realization, it is simply because I grit my teeth and swing with all my might.

When your body is tired, you don’t even think about it.

So, it must be a bit hard on your body.

With strength and stamina that surpasses that of humans, there is no way to get tired easily.

So harder, faster, stronger.

The sound of the sword being swung and the air being torn apart is loud. The wind pressure generated by the sword swept the floor of the training hall, raising dry dust.

Still, I still have energy left and I have random thoughts.

What on earth is inner strength?

If ki was real, then why has martial arts disappeared and there are no martial artists in the other world? If there had been a superhuman like this, would all the martial artists have been hit by bullets?

no. Don’t think about random things. okay. Let’s count the numbers.

Counting numbers was also the best way to concentrate.

So, one number at a time. One, two, three, four, one, one, eight, nine, one.

There were nine bundles, one, two, three, and so on, and so on, and so on. There was another bundle of ten after nine.

It’s not that I want to know how many times I swing in the first place, I just want to clear my head.

So it’s better.

How many times has this been double digits?

two hundred? three hundred? Did you count three hundred earlier?

As you count numbers, even simple herbivorous meals naturally require more effort.

As strength is repeatedly used, no matter how hard the body is beyond human, it gradually starts to run out of breath.

Then, inner energy arises naturally.

Cheong suppressed the bets that were secretly trying to do business by forcibly closing them.

Be careful, right? People say they look a little tired.

How much time has passed like that?

“Whoa, whoa, I’m a little out of breath.”

Before it became clear, I came out to the Mucheon-gak training ground and swung my sword, but before I knew it, it was dark and only the bonfire was burning widely.

Now that my heart was pounding and my limbs were sore as if they were about to break off, I felt like I had finally exercised a bit.

It was a sound that would have scared anyone who heard it.

Because it is the sound of a person who swung a sword without taking a breath for two and a half hours without using any internal energy.

It was time for Cheong to wipe off his sweat.

“Is it Samjaegeom? “If the human’s method is to stab, it would be the Southern style three-jawed sword.”

Cheong was delighted and welcomed Gongsun Yaoye.

“yes! You’re awake! I thought I would never wake up. Do you know how much time has passed? are you okay?”

“I-I’ve been unconscious for that long? How long has it been? three days? Four days?”

Gongsun Yaoye was startled and quickly asked back.

“It’s a joke. Only half a day has passed. “Doesn’t your head hurt?”

“How did you… … . “Did I make a sick face?”

“No, you drank that much, so of course you have a headache.”

“ah… … . It feels like being pricked with an awl. “It’s natural, is it really like this?”

“It varies from person to person, but if you drink strong alcohol for the first time, of course you will get a headache. “It’s called a hangover.”

“ah. This is called a hangover… … .”

It seems that he was deliberately hiding his pain in front of Cheong. I said that originally, but now I am showing it, it seems like I have a migraine because the corner of my right eye is twitching.

“If it hurts, you have to say it hurts. “You can’t pretend to be fine.”

“But, Cheong, you don’t have to worry.”

“It’s better to worry. Then, if you have a real problem, you might collapse later. “How upset and angry I would be if I was around and didn’t know.”

It was the sound of a person who always pretended to be fine in front of others.

However, since it was almost impossible for people to look at themselves objectively, it would be difficult to blame Qing.

Then Gongsun Yaoye listened carefully.

“Ugh, it hurts a lot, a lot… … . “Is there any way to do this?”

“Drink a lot of water. Oh, no tea. I wonder if it is a type of fruit tea. And eat a lot of sweets. “If you drink sweet water, both problems will be solved at the same time, so, um, should I ask for some fruit tea?”

“The speed is not good… … .”

“Well then, I guess I’ll have to do some hangovers. “I’ll have to ask for a clear soup with plenty of fruit tea.”

“What do I really need to eat right now?”

“They say you have to eat to get better. “Come on, let’s go.”

Cheng grabbed Gongsun Yaoye’s hand and dragged her.

Gongsun Yaoye looked down carefully at the hand that was being held as he was being dragged away.

After Cheong asked the Mucheongak officials, it wasn’t long before the table was set.

The original characteristic of Chinese cuisine is that pre-prepared ingredients are quickly fried or boiled.

Stir-frying in Chinese cuisine is not much different from deep-frying, so it is stir-fried by pouring oil into a Chinese pot.

Gongsun Yao-ye gulped down the clear stew made with a lot of dried fish, opened his eyes wide, and made an involuntary melting sound.

“Wow, wow, this is really good. “My stomach feels heavy, haha, it’s good.”

“Look. Normally, when you wake up after drinking, a clear soup is the best. hmm. Or spicy soup is also good. As long as it doesn’t feel greasy, well. Now that I think about it, I’m really craving it.”

Before leaving the country, Cheong had a habit of buying a cheeseburger from a famous chain restaurant and throwing it on the desk before going to sleep.

When you wake up with a hangover, it’s great to just eat hangover.

Now that I think about it, it doesn’t seem like it would be particularly difficult to make, so I guess I’ll ask them to make some later.

As Cheong thought so, I also scooped up the stew and was about to bring the bowl to my mouth, but stopped.

“Oh, I need to take it off. stuffy.”

Cheong took off his cotton thread and put it down.

As I threw it away, I let go of my hair, and my wet hair hung down like seaweed.

Then, Gongsun Yoye froze in the same posture as he held the bowl awkwardly.

Cheong smiled at the sight.

“huh? why. “Because you’re pretty?”

Gongsun Yaoye just nodded while holding the bowl.

Then, I stared at Cheong’s face for a long time.

After all, it was after sweating for a long time, and the way her hair stuck together was truly bewitching.

While Gongsun Yaye was so absorbed, he secretly asked.

“Well, when you do this hangover, do you feel like your face gets a little hot? “It’s like I just came out of a bathtub, and my heart is racing.”

Then Cheong’s expression became serious.

Yes, boy… …

Is it high blood pressure? Or angina?

“Let’s ask Nana to take a look at it.”

“But why are you hiding your face? You are so pretty. “It’s such a waste.”

“That’s right. It’s annoying when guys cling to you. Well, I saw it today and it sticks even when I use it. Oh, I’m not trying to disgrace my younger brother.”

When I pretended to know that I had won a drinking fight, there were more than one person who looked up and down with creepy eyes.

There were a lot of people who blatantly glared at me. They were idiots who thought that since they were wearing cotton and couldn’t see Cheong’s eyes, they couldn’t see their sinister eyes either.

Then the centipedes should wear cotton thread, even though the person wearing it can see in front of them.

“ah. I understood. Still, it’s a waste.”

Gongsun Yaoye was immediately convinced.

Because she had such destructive beauty.

“It’s not like I’m going to hide it for a thousand years anyway. And now I’m a bit offended, but I’m not even a top chef, so it seems like a childish trick.”

I didn’t mean to do that, but now that I have to take off the cotton thread, it’s like putting gold on my face, saying that I was originally a beauty.

Would you say it has become even more difficult to show off your face?

“I was thinking of eating and sparring together, but if I shake my head, I’ll get a headache, so it’ll be hard, right?”

“no. I’m OK. Because it’s something I’ve always done anyway… … ”

“It’s okay. Who on earth runs with a hangover? I don’t know if I run when I’m drunk for a while. Um, I heard there were lanterns floating in the canal in front of me. Do you want to go see them together?”

Then Gongsun Yaoye’s face brightened up.

“ah! yes. thank you thank you. How in the world can I say thank you again… … .”

And then I thought, maybe I was good at revealing my shameful feelings without realizing it.

She was originally kind, gentle, thoughtful, kind-hearted, compassionate, and tolerant, and now she’s even pretty, so I’m grateful beyond measure.

Still, I guess I should say that the sense of distance has become much less than before. It seems like it’s coming.

—-

After Mo Yong Ju-hee was subdued and dragged away, he was drunk and stretched out.

Some drunkards have a convenient brain structure that makes it difficult for them to completely forget and remember the dirty things they did while drinking.

However, the brains of warriors are not that weak, so even though they can lose their reason and commit suicide, they must open their eyes with the memory intact.

So Mo Yong-Juhui’s heart was broken again.

My heart, which had been fueled by a burning resentment, was broken again and shattered even more than before, no, it was ground into fine powder.

“Aaaah! Ahhh! Ahhh! Argh! Argh! Kwaaaa!”

The only hardship was the pillow that swallowed the sad screams.

If it had been sadness before, this time it was a desperate cry close to despair.

And the sound of Moyongga had a characteristic that Moyongjun could hear.

“sister! Sister, why are you doing this again? sister!”

“Ugh, what should I do! This is how you carry her face!”

As she pulled out her fake breasts and threw them in front of so many people, it was the moment when Mo Yong Joo-hee’s identity was revealed to the world.

Moreover, since he had even vouched for it, he ended up yelling that it wasn’t there at all.

A ray of dew flowed down from Mo Yong Ju-hui’s unusually large eyes.

“What should I do? Hasn’t the wedding already gone? Jun, what if you live alone for the rest of your life? “Where on earth can there be a man who likes a bitch without breasts?”

“are you okay! Then I can stay with my sister! “We are family!”

“Junior, Jun!”

Mo Yong Ju-hee hugged his younger brother fiercely.

Mo Yong-jun thought that his sister’s ribs pressing on his temples were a bit painful, but he was able to judge for himself the extent to which he had to endure it for his sad sister.

These were all the teachings of my beggar sister, or rather, sister Cheong.

Before you say something out loud, think twice about whether or not it might sound bad to the listener.

I thought it would be a very, very bad thing to tell my older sister, who was sad because her breasts were small, that her bones were touching and hurting.

With the warm comfort of her cute little brother, Mo Yong-Juhee overcame her despair a little.

Moreover, despair is familiar to Mo Yong-Juhee.

Because all the visible breasts were a series of despair for Mo Yong-Juhee.

“Yes, because I have a family, a family. And I also have friends.”

Still, I didn’t make a huge mistake, thanks to my gracious friends who covered my mouth just before that.

It’s a bit infuriating to see people complaining that they understand even a little bit of things, but aren’t there friends who share the same pain, just with a difference in depth?

Of course, if Mo Yong-Juhee’s pain is 100 points, her friends’ pain is about 18 points and 9 points, so no one will understand my sadness.

Mo Yong-Juhui’s eyes lit up with fire.

“I can’t forgive you. “I will never forgive you.”

“sister?”

“That bitch, I can never forgive you. How could you do such a terrible thing, picking on someone else’s most painful wound? “It’s Jun, isn’t it?”

These were the words of Mo Yong Joo-hee, who performed a grand self-harm performance.

“that’s right! “It’s terrible!”

“Not enough. Call her a terrible bitch. hurry.”

“Horrible woman, bitch!”

“A bad bitch, an evil bitch, a bitch like the devil in the world, a pretentious hypocrite… … !”

“Do I have to follow all of that?”

“Can you just be a bitch?”

“Bitch!”

“okay. You’re a bitch. And an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth. “Since you touched my weakness, I will reveal that woman’s weakness to the world.”

She’s a bitch who covered her face because she didn’t want to show it to others, so if she reveals it in front of everyone in the Yongbong branch, she will get the same revenge.

I didn’t want to do it this way.

I was just trying to make it look like I was completely addicted to alcohol and crawling around on the floor in front of everyone.

Then Mo Yongjun shouted.

“I’ll help you too! “What should I do?”

“no. Because Juna doesn’t have to deal with such dirty work. Just, can you please stay with my sister? “Even if the world points their fingers at you, Jun-a will take your sister’s side, right?”

If it was an act of exposing the face of a bitch with her face covered, it was almost like a Donggwijin action.

It is an outrageous act of cruelty that will be criticized as a very, very vicious bitch who is picking on the other person’s painful wounds.

But if you think about it that way, it becomes even more unforgivable.

Even though she did the same thing, I pretended to be generous and became a noble woman, and why did I become an asshole who even had fake small breasts?

Mo Yong Ju-hui’s stomach was on fire.

At least it didn’t turn into a scream and vomit, thanks to my younger brother who comforted me.

“huh! “I am absolutely on your side!”

“okay. Our Jun. “Now there’s really only Juna.”

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