Me and the Tigress - a chinese web novel
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| Me and the Tigress |
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《My Love Tiger》 BY 카넬Synopsis
Sung Hoon was a normal High School student, but one day he finds himself with a tiger that Hwangun didn’t marry, and is told that the world will end if he doesn’t marry that tiger. The story begins with the cute smile of the tiger girl.>>Go to the chapter list of Me and the Tigress to read more!
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Chapter 1: Starting Story
Everybody must have felt their heart beating out of their chest. Like when showing your parents the worst report card ever, or when the evil boss you fought against whom you thought was a complete stranger said "I am your father," or when the girl you liked turned out to be a boy.Now in a situation where my heart’s beating hard, I too understand. Since I’m giving the confession of a lifetime. My life will change based on how this confession goes.
The target of my confession, the slightly arrogant and dignified Miss Seo Narae, stands before me. Our class president and my childhood friend, she’s the girl I like. Her shoulder length, half-curly hair is waving, and because of her sharply rising eyes that made her look a little fierce, it was easy to tell her personality. Which was to say...
"The hell is it? If you want to say something, spit it out already!"
"Ah, sorry."
She gets angry easily. Of course, I understand Narae’s feelings. Class was over and she was going with friends to play when I, of all people, grabbed her and brought her to a secluded place behind the gym. Folding her arms and looking nervously at me, I know for sure that her mood was bad.
But Narae. Don’t pose like that. It makes your already-huge breasts stick out even more. If you compare her to our other classmates, the other girls looked almost pitiful compared to her explosively large... ......What am I thinking about right now?! Get yourself together, Kang Sunghoon. Aren’t you the one who was just childhood friends with Narae, but are now upheaving your relationship with her?
With a confession of love?
"Hey, Narae."
"What?"
Na-- Narae’s always gotten angry easily, so don’t be intimidated by her cold response, me.
"......Um, the thing is--"
One step. I just need to take one more step! Keep it up! Being unable to confess here means you’re not a man! I have no time to spare. Look! Narae’s so angry now that her face turned red!
"I-."
It was then.
[♪♩♬]
A familiar cell phone ring tone cut off my words.
"Just, just one sec."
I was cursing the caller to become impotent for generations for that damn timing when I found it was actually my dad, so I stopped.
What the hell is it? Does he want me to hurry back and make food for him?
"What--......"
[You need to hurry back home.]
"I was going to go in just a bit even if you hadn’t told me to."
[There’s an urgent matter. Come home now.]
He doesn’t know his own child’s circumstances. Because I got upset I also unthinkingly replied,
"What the hell is it?! The side dishes are in the refrigerator, I made rice, you don’t need to do the dishes, I also did the laundry, ironed the clothes we’ll wear, threw away the compost when I left, and the newspaper’s on top of the dining table!"
......I was shocked to remember that I was still in front of Narae. She was still there, looking at me with pitying eyes. Since she knows full well of my domestic circumstances. Because mom doesn’t come home often because of her work and dad’s a patient with uncommon laziness, our family situation is that I have to do housework in their place.
For now, I should hang up on this damn father. But dad continued, blowing away what I’d assumed he was going to say.
[Ah, it’s nothing special. Just that my dad died?]
Dad’s dad. In other words, my grandfather?!
".....Eh?"
[So hurry back home. I’m hanging up.]
"Dad? Oy, Dad!!"
The only return was the segmented beeps of the phone.
"What’s going on at your home?"
"No, that’s....."
Obviously something’s wrong. Is it okay to tell Narae about it? After worrying a little, Narae quickly turned her head and spoke bluntly.
"Fine. It has nothing to do with me anyway."
She may be saying that, but she’s definitely inwardly worried. Others may misunderstand her often, but Narae’s fierce appearance is different from her truly caring personality. I fell in love with her because of that side of her. And as vacation starts today, I wanted to make my confession of love, but...... Now doesn’t seem like the right situation.
"Narae. I’m sorry, but I have to go now. I wasted your time after you made time for me, so I’m really sorry."
"What, all of a sudden?! And after you went and called for me!"
Ah, she’s really mad. If I leave without saying anything, I’ll probably pay for it later. It couldn’t be helped so I explained my situation.
"My dad just told me my grandfather passed away..... So I have to go now."
Although, from the time I was born until now, I haven’t seen him once.
"Ah."
Narae understood my situation and nodded her head and spoke in a depressed voice.
"Okay. You can go."
"Sorry."
"But are you going to the countryside now?"
I’m not really sure, but,
"I guess?"
"Then contact me when you come back to Seoul."
".....Eh?"
Why do that? After I asked, Narae’s face turned bright red and she shouted.
"St--stupid! Do you think I’ll just let you off free after wasting my time?!"
Ah, so that’s it. Is she trying to cheer me up?
"Ah, then I’ll apologize to you properly then."
"And send me a message when you arrive in the countryside."
".....What?"
"If I said to do it, just do it! Why’re you talking so much!"
But all I said was "what."
"What, you unsatisfied?!"
Eek. Narae must have shouted because she read my expression. After knowing each other for so long, she can understand what I’m thinking even without me speaking. I spoke while keeping both my hands in the air.
"Not at all."
"Then message me!"
"Yep, understood."
I said bye to Narae and headed home.
"Go by yourself."
Dad instructed, as absurdly as the idea of him doing chores around the house.
Ah, before that I should simply explain our household situation for you to fully understand how I feel.
Right after Dad graduated high school, he cut off all his ties with his family and ran off to Seoul. Because of him, I've never seen any family on my dad’s side. And telling me to go by myself to give my condolences is what you’re telling me to do, Dad. After you said that, did you expect me to say "yes, I understand?"
"And what about you, Dad?"
"I’m not going to go."
"Even at fifty years old, you’re stubborn like a child."
Even at fifty years old, his fists still stung.
"I can’t just go back after running away. But you should go, since you’re his eldest grandson"
"You’re his eldest son, Dad."
Wrinkles formed around his eyes as he spoke.
"Since when did you start constantly talking back to me?"
"You didn’t know? I just started today, Dad."
It seems like adults often don’t acknowledge that their children have grown up. Rather than try and persuade me properly,
"If you don’t want to go, then get out of the house."
"Who does that?!"
"I do."
He likes to threaten others.
Thinking about it, I should’ve left the house right then. I should’ve also thought about why Dad ran away from home to go to Seoul. But without even a thought, I lost to Dad’s threat and could only think about leaving Seoul as I got on the bus line headed for the countryside.
After riding the bus for 4 hours and getting off, I arrived in the eldritch world of... I mean, I found myself in Jirisan [1]. Maybe because it’s Jirisan, even the air itself feels different.
.....Right. It’s hot. It’s really hot. Seriously, it’s so hot I might go crazy. Just the temperature itself isn’t a joke. It’s not that it’s really humid, but even under shade it’s hot. Even the breeze is hot. I didn’t know that was because of the bus’s air conditioner, but what in the world? Aren’t mountains supposed to be nice and cool? It may have been because of the crazy weather, but the terminal was completely empty. But, of all places, there was a beautiful woman there.
Looking to be about my age, she was pretty and gave off a cold appearance. But it was her attire, and the place she was wearing it, that immediately caught my eye.
She was wearing a modernized hanbok [2]. The hanbok was uniquely beautiful, but while it was designed to allow the wearer to move freely and comfortably, that’s right. It’s good up to here. Be it wearing a modernized hanbok, a suit, a kimono, a China dress, or a traditional African outfit, that’s all a part of her freedom. But it’s a different story when the hanbok is completely black.
That’s right. Black. Like a night with no moon or stars shining, the kind of black you see if you enter an empty room and close the door. No wait, looking in-detail I can see a Norigae [3] on her waist and there’s a pattern on the skirt, but this doesn’t change the fact that the woman standing in front of me is wearing a pitch-black hanbok on this hot day, with an expressionless face, standing in the sun, and without a single drop of sweat showing.
At a glance, she gives the impression that she wants to become a mannequin. She doesn’t give off the sense that she’s a living human. Definitely a feeling that she’s a corpse that was connected to an invisible string and set there. But I could see her chest heaving slightly so it seems like she’s breathing; it must’ve just been my imagination. That’s right. Instead of thinking about that, I should find a bus going towards my dad’s family. I looked at my surroundings as I thought where could it be.
Then our eyes met.
A fearful chill strong enough to make me forget the heat for a moment swept through my back. That was just one of her footsteps, and it only got worse as she stepped closer to me. More than anything, her gaze was directed at me.
Is there someone behind me? I turned around and saw a bus with no driver in it. Ah, does she want to get on the bus early? I stealthily stepped away from the woman’s path. Then she altered her course to head towards me. All while looking straight at me.
One sec. What is this. Is this strange woman interested in me? The one wearing a short sleeved t-shirt, long pants, and sneakers. The one carrying a backpack with several changes of clothes packed inside. Ah, is that it. Is it my face. Quite humbly, I have to say I am handsome. Although this is limited to my reflection in the bathroom mirror. And this isn’t the bathroom.
At some point while I was thinking these dim-witted thoughts, she approached and faced me. Before I knew it? I hesitated, moved a foot back so I would be ready to run away if necessary, and spoke.
"Seeing that foolish face, I can see that you are the young master Sunghoon."
I lost my initiative to those strange words.
"Um, who are you?"
Suddenly calling me "young master." What is this woman saying?
"I am Saehee, the one who had no choice but to come here from the main house to fetch the young master."
"If you’re from the main house, then you’re Grandpa’s granddaughter?"
Huh? Does this mean she’s a part of my dad’s side of the family?
"No one told me that someone’s going to fetch me here."
Just then, my phone suddenly rang.
"Ah, excuse me."
"Yes."
I answered the phone as I asked to be excused. I can hear a familiar voice.
[Have you arrived?]
"Ah, yes. Dad."
[I totally forgot to tell you, but the youngest said she’d go get you when I told her you were coming.]
Did you seriously not tell me. Rather, your what? Youngest?
"What?"
[Your youngest aunt is going to meet you.]
An ominous feeling enveloped me.
"And what’s her name?"
[Saehee.]
"And her age?"
[Now she’s 40? Or maybe 39?]
I looked at the woman in front of me. No matter how you look at her, she’s clearly not a 40-year-old middle-aged lady. Do they have the same name? If not, then maybe my aunt’s daughter? No, there’s no way she gave her daughter the exact same name?
[Ah, she’ll look a little young. She has a baby face.]
Baby face? If the woman in front of me is my aunt, then the baby face explanation...... doesn’t make any sense!
"Any special characteristics?"
[She’s expressionless, cute, speaks strangely and harshly, and she won’t seem like a human. You’ll know her when you see her?]
I’m looking at the woman, I mean my aunt, who is right in front of me. I made eye-contact and my head is spinning.
[Then do your best, my child. I’m expecting a lot from you.]
The call ended without a chance to talk further. He’s always been this kind of a dad. Now, well, it’s nothing new. More than thinking about Dad’s words, the bigger problem is how this woman can be my aunt.
"Then shall we get going?"
Let’s check. Since I honestly cannot believe this woman is my aunt.
"Back then..... what’s your relationship to my dad?"
"That human trash would be my older brother."
What could he have done for you to identify my dad as human trash? But now, rather than that, out of the many things I was told I feel there’s one thing I have to say.
"But you’re not my aunt, right?"
"Based on the family tree I am."
"And what is your age?"
"I am 40."
We have a winner. The prize is loss of sanity, failure of reason, and absurdity.
"What?!"
"The weather’s quite hot. We should get going now."
As if she didn’t hear my reply, Aunt Saehee began to walk. For now I followed my aunt and opened my mouth.
"Today’s definitely hot, right?"
No matter how much you’re mourning, isn’t moving around in those clothes stifling? --Is what I meant, but,
"I’m fine. It seems only the young master is having a hard time like a mutt on the dog days.."
My aunt understood a little differently. No matter where you look at it, she had to be dying of heat compared to me when she’s dressed like that. That’s that, but as Dad said her words are really harsh. She’s not outright insulting, but I think I’ll lose it if I keep hearing her say stuff like that.
"But Auntie."
She suddenly stopped walking. If I did something I would have crashed onto her back. Before I could ask why she did that she spun around, looked me in the eye with those emotionless pupils, and spoke.
"From now on please call me Saehee, young master. Also, there’s no reason for the young master to treat me with respect."
".....But you’re my aunt, so I should call you that."
"Since I was adopted, I do not share a single drop of blood with you, young master. So there’s no need to call me aunt."
If you suddenly say that it makes me never want to speak again.
"But still, because of your age....."
"A woman’s age is just a decoration. Do you understand, young master?"
The first time I saw her smile- I was terrified.
"A woman’s age is merely a decoration. Since I’ve told you that please call me Saehee."
"Ah.... Yeah."
I shut my clueless yet energetic mouth and could only nod to au... I mean, Saehee’s words.
"But have you always talked like that?"
"Is there a problem with the way I speak, young master?"
If you speak like that to a weak-willed person like me, there’s nothing I can do but droop my tail.
Outside of the terminal I could see an expensive and fancy car waiting for me.
"Please get in, young master."
I nodded my head and entered as she opened the back door with the ease of long practice and guided me in. I moved my butt over so she could get inside, but she closed the door. She went to the opposite side of the car and entered the car. Somehow, I felt like an idiot.
The car took off and she began to speak.
"Before we leave, there are several things I must inform you of. Is that okay?"
"Yes......"
I twitched.
"Ah, yes."
"First, Father’s funeral was a lie."
She told me something totally unexpected.
"What?"
"My scumbag brother made the lie to get the foolish young master to come to the countryside."
Let’s stop paying attention to the words she attaches to people. Be brave, me.
"Wait, what are you saying?"
"Father directly gave the command."
.....Dad, I’m beginning to understand why you left his home back then.
"Then why are you wearing mourning clothes?"
"These are my normal clothes, not mourning clothes."
This woman’s fashion sense is as distorted as her personality.
"Then, is grandfather at home?"
"No. When he heard the young master was coming, he went on an overseas vacation."
Dangerous. I’m beginning to understand a little as to why Dad cut off all ties with his family. I want to go back home. But I’m already in the car, and there’s no way I can go there and say "it was nice to meet you. Then I’ll be going now~." There has to be a reason for why they would lie about someone’s death just to get me here.
"Why did you call me here?"
Saehee gave me an incomprehensible reply.
"In order to keep the promise you made long ago with my master."
"What promise? And who’s this master?"
"I cannot tell you right now."
I asked her multiple times but she consistently remained silent. There’s nothing I can do.
"...Wait."
I got my cellphone from my bag and called Dad.
[The phone is out of power. Please leave a voice message.]
He planned it, this guy. He planned it. Without a doubt he turned off his phone on purpose. Yeah, I’ll gladly turn my phone off too. I pressed the power button on my cellphone for a long time and then shoved it into my backpack.
"Then what do I have to do?"
"You just have to live in the residence for a few days."
"Whaaaa-t."
"I prepared everything you need beforehand so you do not have to worry about anything."
"I am worrying about what you just said!"
"You can think of it as returning home."
"My home is Seoul!"
"There is nothing more to tell you. Please excuse me until we arrive home."
You’ve already changed from calling it a residence to a home? You’ve decided on that? I kept talking but she remained silent.
After 30 minutes of driving on the steep mountain road to deep in the mountains, I got out of the car and was greeted by cool air and a wall bigger than I could imagine. And also a massive gate. It was an old-fashioned, traditional house and it was incredibly big. Is my dad’s side of the family rich?
Looking at the massive wooden gate that seemed to belong in a historical drama or a folktale, I felt the sudden urge to shout "Come out."
"Come out!" [4]
She said it. She really said it. Not me, but Saehee. As soon as she shouted, the gate opened inwards and someone came out to meet us....
"Welcome, young master!!"
I dropped my bag, turned around, and ran full force.
Dad, I think I know now. Why you left your home. And why you didn’t want to go back. It feels like I might hate this house. Actually, I do hate it.
Dad. It seems that I’ve misunderstood you all this time. I thought that you were a geezer. But I thought wrong. Dad, you really grew up to be normal with a fine personality...
Considering that the household has a dog the size of a bus greeting its visitors!
A yellow dog, big beyond common sense, opened the door with its front paws, blew gusts of wind by wagging its tail, and spoke in human language. Being raised in such a house and becoming the way he is now, Dad must have been a very gifted child! Hahahahahahahaha!!
What the hell is that!!
"Did you forget something in the car?"
She asked in a bored voice, and I turned my head towards her, surprised. Although I was running as hard as I could, Saehee was easily walking next to me.
What is this. It’s weird.
"Were you surprised?"
I’m surprised even now.
"Did you think I wouldn’t be? Haa, No wait, what is that? And what are you?! I, now, haa, running, haa, but, you?!"
"It’s teleportation magic." [5]
Who are you, Hong Gildong?! [6]
"And what, haa, is that?!"
"A phantom."
"Phantom?!"
The wall between reality and delusion is collapsing. Is this a dream?
"Before that, suddenly moving on this hot day without warming up is not good for an unathletic person like the young master, so if you’ll excuse me."
Without the chance to even ask"What are you excusing yourself for?"...
"Huh?"
She grabbed my waist with her strangely cold arms and I was lifted into the air, bringing me back in front of the large dog. In this ineffable situation, Saehee spoke to me as I was dazed.
"Welcome, young master."
I wanted to pass out.
I sat down on the wooden main floor as Saehee, sitting dutifully in front of me, gave me an explanation.
It is said that in the beginning, the phantoms were born in chaos. The phantoms lived freely with their mysterious strength and some viewed humans as friends, some as food, and some as enemies. And to put an end to this time for the sake of humanity came Hwanung [7]
"....Why the Dangun myth all of a sudden?"
"This isn’t a myth, but a true story. And it is polite to wait until others are done speaking."
Saehee scolded me and continued her explanation.
In order to open up this world for humans, Hwanung stood fast in his resolve to stop phantoms from harming humans. And by that resolve the two strongest phantoms, the Tiger and the Bear, sought to become his wife. And the tiger wasn’t chosen because she ran away.
"Our master is that tiger. And our ignored master was sealed away by Hwanung and the Bear."
"That’s too severe."
Getting sealed because she wasn’t chosen. How could they do that so arbitrarily......
"I think so too. She got sealed away just for trying to tear apart the mountains."
She’s talking about a tiger, right.
Anyway, at the same time the phantoms were forced to live hidden from human eyes. Sometimes a crazy phantom that lost all reason would appear, but by borrowing Hwanung’s power the humans made it so those phantoms were eradicated and could no longer be found on this earth. And Hwanung, the orchestrator of these events, lastly sealed the tiger away but by a moment of compassion, was said to make a kind of promise with it. It is at this point that I raised my hand.
"And what is that promise?"
Saehee didn’t answer.
The tiger believed in that promise and quietly slept until now. After that a family was chosen to protect the seal, and continued that duty for generations.
"And that is why the young master was brought here."
I may be confused, but I still couldn’t believe this.
"And Dad?"
"He cut off all ties with his family and fled from his responsibilities. If my scumbag older brother had kept his promise, the young master would not have had to come here."
Dad, I did misunderstand you. You’re really just human tra--..., no, you’re still my dad, so I shouldn’t curse at you. Anyway, I’ve already experienced a situation beyond common sense so there’s nothing I can do but believe her.
"And what do you mean by protect? I don’t know such strange things."
"That’s okay. The ability to protect it is in your blood."
"If a person is supposed to protect the seal isn’t that bad for you guys?"
"No it is not."
"Why?"
"It’s just a title, anyway."
"....What do you mean by that?"
"We call it the protector of the seal just for convenience’s sake. For generations you were just observing the seal. They, like the young master, are powerless humans."
It was just for a bit, but I felt embarrassed for thinking that I might have special powers.
"Is there anything else you are curious about?"
"So you’re saying that all phantoms are keeping their bodies hidden?"
"Yes."
Is that so. In that case,
"What is that?!"
Until now I was intentionally ignoring it, but I spoke while pointing at the dog with its tongue sticking out and its tail wagging that was sitting in the yard behind Saehee. That’s right, a dog. It’s a dog, but a monstrously huge dog.
"It’s a dog."
"That’s right, it’s a dog. A monstrously huge dog."
"It seems you know quite well."
"I don’t mean that! I mean, what the hell is it? Is that dog a phantom too?!"
"That is correct."
"And you said phantoms are hiding?"
"It’s hiding even now."
"Where is that?"
But the dog is scratching itself with its hind leg?
"Normal humans are unable to see it."
"Could you not deny me my once-normal 17-year-old life?"
"Compared to an earthworm, the young master is closer to a normal human."
Ah, I’m really thankful for that.
"Then why am I able to see it?"
"The protectors of the seal are powerless humans, but you are able to see it because, at a young age, a ceremony was conducted to open your spiritual eyes."
I can assume that the spiritual eyes are meant to explain the power to see phantoms. But she said something about a ceremony. What the hell is that?
"What do you mean by a ceremony?"
"I cannot tell you right now."
Is your catchphrase "I cannot tell you, please wait for now"? As I wrapped my head around what to do next and worried about how to get more information, this woman-- I already stopped thinking of her as my aunt-- turned around and spoke to the huge dog.
"Since it seems that the young master understands us now, please change into a human."
"Okay!"
There was smoke and a bang! No, the bang didn’t actually occur, but it would have fit the mood. When the smoke cleared away, there appeared bobbed-up hair in an almost unnatural shade of brownish yellow, on top of the head were raised dog ears, and the girl had on a dirt-covered hanbok jeogori [8] and pumpkin-colored pants; she spoke while shaking her hands and speaking to me. She looked so young that it seemed like she should have been getting admitted into elementary school. With shining eyes that fit her appearance, the dog-turned-child spoke.
"I’m Baduk! It’s nice to meet you, young master!"
Even as I am swept by her vigorous attitude and making me nod in response, I couldn’t hold back from asking,
"Are you that dog from before?"
"Yes!"
And one more question.
"....Who gave you your name?"
"Grandpa did!"
Grandpa’s naming sense is the best. [9]
"But young master. Is it okay to ask you for one request?"
Baduk went up to the house floor with shining eyes. I nodded my head, unable to betray those expectant eyes.
"Yeah."
"Please pet my head~!"
Before I knew it, Baduk was stretched out on all fours and spoke with her chin on my thigh. When the hell did she do that? But until just now she was standing behind Saehee?
"Please do it~."
I don’t know if Baduk could see how embarrassed I was, but she implored me with the tail on her butt shaking from side to side. I was barely able to reply while keeping my composure in this situation.
"I know now that your name is Baduk and that phantoms exist...... how does that lead to me petting you on the head?"
Even while saying that, I was petting that girl’s head.
Huh? Since when was I doing that?
"Hawooo---."
To say that I enjoyed seeing her close her eyes, her blush, and being sprawled out totally carefree... there’s no way I could even think that. Pull yourself together. Yet even while thinking that I slightly touched that girl’s ears. She flinched. I pulled on them with my fingers. They’re warm. They’re not like toys. They’re real ears.
"Awuuu~. Our ears are our weakness, young master~."
Seeing Baduk twisting her body, blushing as she used my thigh as a pillow and rolling around, if time stopped as I found and stabilized my inner peace... no way I could say that. I shook my head from side to side. Seeing Baduk sprawl out nearly made me lose my mind.
"Then I shall continue my story from before."
Saehee started her story as though nothing happened. If everything that happened just now was a plan to calm me down, this woman must be a snake phantom.
"We all live here as a part of our master’s household"
Since before I came here, there was something I kept wondering so I asked her one more time to make sure.
"That master you’re talking about is the tiger that was sealed away, right?"
"That is correct."
"And I came because I had to protect the seal."
"That is correct."
"But there’s also a promise I have to keep?"
"You’re unexpectedly intelligent."
What do you mean, unexpectedly? Anyone could easily comprehend your story without that crazy self-introduction in the middle.
"Then what the hell do you mean by a promise? Can’t you tell me now?"
I blurted out the question again after first asking in the car, but Saehee replied with something totally unrelated.
"Do you like hiking?"
Why are you talking about hiking all of a sudden? I’ll answer her anyway.
"I don’t hate it, why?"
"In order to answer the question you just asked, we need to move from here."
"....Where to?"
"Into the mountain."
....Great. Because things turned out like this, I want to know why I came here and why I met phantoms. I’m not the kind of person to cluelessly do as he’s told. I brushed off my seat and got up.
"Let’s go."
There are a lot of things in this world that I don’t know.
"Huff— huff— huff—."
"It would be best for you to exercise more, young master."
Don’t you think that you two are the weird ones?
It’s already been 40 minutes since Baduk and Saehee guided me where to go from the house. I’m not physically unfit. On a continuous uphill trek, the weird ones are Saehee who was easily climbing the uneven road, and Baduk who was animatedly climbing next to her feet.
"Young master. If you’re tired shall I carry you?"
I shook my head from side to side at Baduk’s words. Just look at yourself. How in the world could I ride on the back of someone with the appearance of a child.
"Just- huff- a little, let’s- huff, -rest."
My back was already smeared with sweat, my legs were shaking, my breathing was ragged and my chin was rising and falling. Until now my male pride was keeping me going, but this is my limit. I can’t go. I can’t walk anymore.
"That won’t do."
But Saehee cut off my words in one strike.
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