I Am This Murim’s Crazy Bitch – 208



[Episode 208] Let’s dance.

Cheong’s eyes narrowed.

“As far as I know there is only one person in the world who would trespass into someone else’s guest room?”

“also! “That bitch of Geomhwa has come and gone!”

“no. you. “You.”

Rather I was more concerned about the common phrase “a manipulative act.”

what? Is it so common that women tear each other’s clothes?

“I did that. “I tried to dress with a dagger but it didn’t work out.”

“Why do you do that?”

“I know. “Why would they do something like this…”

If the dagger had been a little less sharp it wouldn’t have been this difficult.

Did you just say it was a celadon sword?

As with a famous sword the moment the hem of the garment is caught on the blade and the slightest weight is applied it is cut off very naturally.

In the end I had to maintain an angle that did not put force on the hem of the clothes in contact with the blade and gently scrape with the tip of the blade to pull the clothes.

However because the tip of the blade is so sharp it will most likely pierce the fabric and reach the hilt grazing the back of your hand.

And when you pull it out the blade gets wet and the cut area becomes wider.

I practiced all night long feeling like I had thrown away one of my clothes and somehow I succeeded in getting dressed up.

“But why did you know when I would come and ask me to buy it for you?”

Then Tang Nan-ah screamed loudly.

“Cheong you! Then you can’t leave! “If you move even a little you can see all the flesh!”

“…? Of course I won’t go out like this. “What on earth do you think of me?”

“But you walk around naked at the priestess’ gate. It’s like a hobby to show off. Even when I sleep. ah! Don’t get me wrong? Lily walks around with her breasts exposed all the time right? I can understand everything. huh. Just looks good! Rather good! approval! thanks!”

“What are you talking about? And when did I walk around naked at the Shinnyeomun? Are you sure you’re dressed? “Are these clothes made by Master himself?”

“huh. huh. that’s right. okay. Cheong-ah is right. Everything is correct. “If that’s the case for Cheong-Ah then it must be like that.”

“This is pissing me off…”

“ah! “But I’ll be back soon so you can’t just leave?”

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“hey!”

Tang Nan-ah was angry until the end and then ran away and disappeared.

Speaking of hemp linen it is the cheapest fabric in the central region. Because the thread is thick and rough it is hard to say that it feels good when touching the skin but it has the advantage of being strong and tough.

For reference hemp is made by weaving hemp.

In any case hemp clothes are very difficult to maintain.

Once the time comes it doesn’t fall out. Once it was wrinkled it left a mark like folded iron making it difficult to straighten out.

Therefore the people of the central plains devised wisdom to overcome this.

Difficult to manage?

Then you don’t have to take care of it!

It doesn’t go away when the time comes?

Then shouldn’t it be removed?

So when it comes to hemp clothes they are usually work clothes that you just wear and throw away when you get tired.

You don’t even wash it; you just stir it in water and let it dry.

Thanks to this after wearing it for a few years it turns black and wrinkles remain here and there so if people were wearing shabby clothes in old paintings they were hemp clothes.

Therefore Cheong’s feelings as he held a sword against this simple linen uniform became much more comfortable.

In addition it feels comfortable and the fabric itself is strong and rough so it is easy to wear on the tip of a sword so it is much more comfortable to wear with a dagger in hand.

Thus Cheong succeeded in wearing clothes without holes in just half an hour (one hour).

Considering my previous record of not sleeping at all last night whining the whole time tearing up a pair of uniforms and only succeeding in wearing them twice I would say this is an incredible achievement.

Cheong’s elation is no big deal! After raising my eyebrows the next thing I had to do was eat breakfast.

Still things were a little better because breakfast was dumplings vegetables and soup.

You can hold the dumplings with a dagger and put them in your mouth but the small vegetables are tangled together and if you roughly chop them they end up sounding like lumps.

Soup is nothing more than a hard bowl on a plate that can be lifted with a dagger even if it is a mushy piece of meat with a mess of a center of gravity.

An ordinary person’s arms would tremble because of the weight but Cheong possessed such strength that he could hold and eat a cooking bowl with his fingers.

Even so the fact that he was trying hard didn’t change so Dannana who was watching him ended up saying something.

“Can’t you at least eat a little more comfortably?”

“Except for eating and getting dressed all we do is practice. And if you avoid it just because it’s hard you’ll never be able to do it. “If you do it you’ll get used to it.”

It is difficult to protest against the original theory.

Instead the listener feels a little unfair.

For example a friend says something like this.

Why are you dozing off with your book open? I’m going to sleep at night anyway so I thought it would be better to read at least one line from the words of the saints.

There’s nothing to say in response but you’ll be annoyed. How many books does he read?

Likewise Tang Nan’er’s expression became stern.

Since when did he become so passionate about training? Even eating together has been a struggle since morning.

But what can Tang Nan-er do if she is dissatisfied?

I had to go back sulking like yesterday but when I thought about it later I thought only the polite girl would benefit so I made a surprise attack early in the morning.

After eating breakfast I took a seat in the training area and slowly unwrapped the vegetables I knew to warm up.

It was a bonus to sit with my chin resting and chatting with a bored Dannan.

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“Oh right. “Nana do you know Seoliri Sojeo?”

“huh? You mean ice snowflake? You know everything. But no one will know you and be close to you. But why?”

“hmm? just. I saw her once the other day and she was a beauty. What can I say did you see the tear spots under your eyes? “It has a very elegant look but it has a dot on it so wow.”

“Why are you looking for a beautiful woman in front of a beautiful woman? Now look at this. “What is this?”

“I believe you won’t call it a calyx.”

“Why am I the one reading the book? “It’s a calyx because it holds a flower.”

As I was chatting with Dang Nan-ah Namgung Shin-jae who was usually the first to arrive but had always been perfect until now came by.

“Geomwu? hmm. Are you in mourning? “I will offer my condolences.”

“Why are you suddenly making it a collection of portraits?”

“I was just wondering because Geomwoo was wearing a horse robe. Well are you that desperate? “There’s nothing to remove while dividing the black so it’s just clothes-”

“You didn’t buy it because you didn’t have money right? I think it’s an extension of yesterday’s training. “Well I’ll still be grateful.”

“It’s a training method that I wonder what utility it has. “Then let’s check to see if it’s effective or not.”

“Good! “I’m going first this time!”

Cheong rushed straight in without leaving.

Since the goal is an attack that pursues softness anyway just defending it won’t be of much help.

Cheong drew a semicircle with his arms folded tightly inward and spread outward.

As Namgung Shinjae’s sword blocked the path Cheong’s wrist turned slightly and the blades not the blade brushed against each other.

At the same time Cheong supported the blade of his wooden sword with his left hand and pushed it forward.

“Good!”

The moment you shout there is a gap!

Cheong’s eyes flashed and he opened his eyes.

Wolnyeogeom is a herbivore.

Lively like a child dancing.

hmm? Shouldn’t it be cheerful? Must be soft-

“100 million”

At that moment my whole body lost all strength and I couldn’t breathe. And then before I knew it the fine dust from the gymnasium was dusting my cheeks.

“Huh huh huh huh huh huh. Hey Heo Eok.”

Cheong desperately took a breath.

If you hit the solar plexus with the tip of a wooden sword you would have to roll on the floor even if it had durability that transcended humanity.

“Well Geomwoo. I think I just got caught up in the softness. “It would have been better if it had just been unfolded but it ended up being an attack that didn’t make sense.”

“Ah. How is it getting worse? Whoa. “Don’t you feel cruel in your hands?”

“This swordsman is going to kill me. “You’re fine stop lying down and get up Geomwoo.”

Well it’s not like there are aftereffects from damaged bones and muscles.

Cheong grabbed Namgung Shinjae’s outstretched hand and stood up. I could breathe again but every time I breathed my entire body felt sore.

“But the first move was very good. “The technique of pushing from a strong attack to a soft attack is an exquisite technique that is almost life-saving worthy of being called the best.”

“hmm. “Is the training effective?”

“well. If you try more you will find out. Now do you have time to do this? “The sword life is short and the sun is setting even at this hour.”

I think it’s a bit strange to say that the sun sets in the morning.

Anyway it wasn’t wrong.

So 20 wins and 20 losses.

This time it was a total loss.

However Namgung Shinjae’s evaluation was different.

“It certainly seems like that strange training is working. I also need to find a dagger that is good at holding a sword. No a swordsman who walks the distance cannot hold a dagger so I will have to use a long sword.”

“You all lost?”

“That’s right it’s because it’s difficult for me to look at Geomwoo anymore.”

“My sword power has increased that much? Enough to compare it to Geomwu?”

“Not really. Should I just say it’s to the point where I can’t even look at it? Sword Wu’s external attack is so outstanding that his sword power is still low compared to his level but that doesn’t mean he can be underestimated.”

“Do I really have to say I’m humble…?”

As Cheong grumbled Namgung Shinjae smiled softly and made a diagnosis.

“When I tried to mix softness with grass-style there was only a big gap but other than that the logic of softness was already incorporated into the swing. “It’s a completely different attitude from yesterday so I can’t say that the training was effective.”

First of all since the sound of wooden swords clashing has significantly decreased it means that the principle of using strength to use it has become very familiar.

Afterwards Peng Daesan arrived with Peng Choryeo and Cheong rolled hard on the floor again.

Still the win rate against the two has increased slightly so I wonder if the training is definitely effective.

Then I was heading to the bathhouse to wash off the sweat and dirt before lunch.

“Tsk tsk it’s so ugly.”

“Oh man. “Are you here again?”

Yesterday Cheonyuhak was in the same spot so this time he even laid out a mat and looked like he was lying down in the shade.

“How was the training? “Isn’t it difficult?”

“Oh don’t say anything. “It took me three o’clock to eat.”

Cheong complained in disgust.

Then Cheon Yu-hak let out a heartless laugh.

“The work that fingers do is inherently delicate. Aren’t there five fingers on each hand? Would it be easy or difficult to replace it with just a sharp blade?”

“It must be difficult…”

“Looking at the horse clothes it seems like they were prepared because they seemed easier than cotton cloth. Seeing that the hem of the clothes was still intact I guess I finally gave up? “Okay then I’ll tell you how to add some more tricks-”

“No. “It was worn with a sword.”

“Write it. “This is not lying to adults.”

“It’s not a lie.”

“hmm? really? “Can you swear by your teacher?”

“yes. “I threw away about five pairs but I somehow managed to put them on.”

“….”

Cheon Yu-hak forgot what to say for a moment.

This is not the method originally taught to achieve success.

From the beginning wasn’t he given a celadon sword a precious item renowned for its sharp dexterity?

Of course with the same training in Cheonyuhak one could do all kinds of things with a celadon sword.

However when Cheon Yu-hak was learning from his teacher he started with a carving knife that had almost no blade and the blade was as big as a finger so it was embarrassing to call it a dagger.

After I got used to it I gradually sharpened the blade and increased the length.

Even celadon swords are usually sharp.

When Cheon Yu-Hak was training he had not yet been able to steal so the level of difficulty was higher than the highest level he had trained at.