I Became the Hidden Ruler of the Martial World Chapter 116

"Master."

"What is it?"

"Three years is short."

"It is."

Before they knew it, three years inside the Sigongjin had almost passed.

"But Yuhwa."

"Why?"

"Do you really have to sit on my lap?"

"Yes."

Tang Yuhwa was sitting on top of Baek Yoonjun, who was sitting on the floor.

"Am I being treated as a chair on the last day?"

"A chair isn't this warm."

"Well, that's true. Since people have body heat."

Although Baek Yoonjun was the type to have a fit when a person's body touched him, perhaps because it was his disciple Tang Yuhwa, he sat there without any particular feeling.

"Master."

"What is it?"

"Being like this feels like we've gone back to the old days."

"It does."

Baek Yoonjun recalled the not-so-distant past.

The days when Tang Yuhwa stayed at his residence and trained.

Although they were days when he was led by Tang Yuhwa's hand down the mountain to treat people almost every day.

'I miss it.'

Recalling that ti, Baek Yoonjun felt his heart grow faint.

'mories... I guess.'

Baek Yoonjun found this kind of emotion strange.

"Master."

"What is it?"

"Are you sad that I ca down from the mountain?"

"I am."

Baek Yoonjun answered Tang Yuhwa's question honestly.

Perhaps because that was unexpected, Tang Yuhwa raised her head and stared at Baek Yoonjun.

Although her face was not very different from usual, an emotion that seed slightly surprised was present.

"Why are you being honest?"

"Can I hide it from you?"

Since Tang Yuhwa's breath touching his face was burdenso, Baek Yoonjun stealthily raised his head.

'Although I was cooped up in the mountains for a long ti, for so reason, the ti when Yuhwa or Sowol stayed is morable.'

Recalling the past, worries flooded in, perhaps because of his hobody introvert nature.

'Co to think of it, I wonder if Sowol is doing well? It seems she's doing well, but I'm worried.'

A worry about Baek Sowol that ca up along with Tang Yuhwa.

'What if she learns sothing strange from a strange group? It seems the kid is already acting like a proper eighth-grader, talking about being the Heavenly Demon or whatever.'

Once the worry started, it poured out endlessly.

It was Baek Yoonjun, who could not hide his nature anyti, anywhere.

"Master."

"What is it?"

"You don't have to worry."

"About what?"

"She's doing better than you think, Master. Although she has a tendency to be a bit hasty."

Baek Yoonjun realized what Tang Yuhwa was talking about.

'Is it about Sowol?'

He still couldn't figure out how on earth Tang Yuhwa knew Baek Yoonjun's question and answered it.

'Well, it's a common thing for her to read my thoughts.'

But since it was a common occurrence, he just let it be.

"Master's thoughts are simple. Since you thought of the ti in the mountains while being with , wouldn't you also think of the person who was with you before that?"

Moreover, Tang Yuhwa even explained how she had figured out Baek Yoonjun's thoughts.

Hearing it like that, it was quite plausible.

Of course, although it was plausible, there was a problem.

"What if you're wrong?"

"If I'm wrong, then I'm wrong. It's not like Master will do anything to ."

"That's also true."

Baek Yoonjun admired Tang Yuhwa's shaless confidence.

A confidence he could never have.

It was an emotion that Baek Yoonjun could not understand at all.

Rustle.

At that mont, Tang Yuhwa buried her head deep in Baek Yoonjun's chest.

Seeing her bring her ear to the vicinity of Baek Yoonjun's heart, it seed she was trying to listen to his heartbeat like before.

Baek Yoonjun looked at that sight without a word and then quietly opened his mouth.

"Can you hear it well?"

"I can hear it well. Just like Master's pea-sized liver, his heart also seems to be pea-sized."

"Well, a person can have a small liver."

"That's right. I can't even imagine a Master with a big liver."

At Tang Yuhwa's words, which saw him accurately, Baek Yoonjun felt a faint longing.

'Co to think of it, there was a kid who kept looking at even after I was cooped up in a corner of my room.'

At the very faint emotion, Baek Yoonjun's thoughts headed in a strange direction.

'Could it be that this kid is the reincarnation of that kid?'

He didn't know why on earth such a thought ca out, but.

'Co to think of it, this kid's way of speaking is also sothing you'd only see on the internet, isn't it? Could she really be a reincarnator like ?'

Baek Yoonjun quietly decided to verify that thought.

"Republic of Korea."

Baek Yoonjun muttered very timidly and also clapped his hands timidly.

Then he stealthily observed Tang Yuhwa's reaction.

"Master, what are you doing?"

"...It's nothing."

Slightly disappointed by Tang Yuhwa's indifferent reaction, Baek Yoonjun turned his head.

'Well, would reincarnation be common?'

Moreover, it was a reincarnation with mories.

Baek Yoonjun thought that such a situation would not be common.

'Co to think of it, in things like novels, humans who retained their mories of their past lives lived well based on those mories.'

Baek Yoonjun pondered the advantages of having his mories of his past life.

The conclusion was.

'Is there none?'

There was none in particular.

He didn't know the current era well, nor did he have any great knowledge.

'At least, the fact that I vaguely rember the things that kid told is an advantage, I guess.'

Thinking so, Baek Yoonjun shook his head.

'If I hadn't retained my mories of my past life, I wouldn't have lived trembling like this because of the martial artists.'

Having realized that there were no advantages no matter how much he pondered, Baek Yoonjun beca dejected.

'Sigh, whether I have mories or not, wouldn't I be the sa?'

Having beco calm beyond dejection, Baek Yoonjun quietly stroked Tang Yuhwa's head.

"Master."

"Huh? Sorry. Was it uncomfortable?"

Thinking that she was uncomfortable because he was stroking her head, Baek Yoonjun was about to take his hand off, but Tang Yuhwa quietly held Baek Yoonjun's hand and shook her head.

"It's not that."

"Uh, then what is it?"

At Tang Yuhwa's touch, Baek Yoonjun resud stroking her head.

For so reason, it felt like stroking a small fox, not a person.

"Master, do you rember when you saved ?"

"That ti? It was a ss."

Baek Yoonjun recalled the ti when he first t Tang Yuhwa.

The image of Tang Yuhwa, who was boldly spraying poison in the middle of a group of assassins, ca to his mind.

'She was bold then too.'

At Tang Yuhwa's appearance, which was unchanged from now, Baek Yoonjun shook his head.

He wondered how she could be so confident.

"How are you always so confident?"

Hearing Baek Yoonjun's question, Tang Yuhwa quietly raised her head.

Baek Yoonjun, who t the sullen Tang Yuhwa's eyes, turned his head as before.

"Master."

"What is it?"

"I wasn't confident then."

"What?"

Surprised by the unexpected words, Baek Yoonjun recalled the situation at that ti again.

His impression was not particularly different from before.

"I was scared then."

The more Tang Yuhwa's words continued, the more confused Baek Yoonjun's mind beca.

"But there were children, so I was desperate. I wanted to save even one more."

While Baek Yoonjun was confused, Tang Yuhwa's words continued calmly.

"At that ti, Master appeared."

Tang Yuhwa quietly stood up.

"The first ti I saw Master, he looked very scary."

"?"

"Wouldn't a person who cuts down all the assassins as soon as he arrives be scary?"

"Well, I had no intention of letting villains live..."

Baek Yoonjun scratched his head awkwardly.

Kill villains.

That thought still remained unchanged.

'If I let them live, I don't know when I'll be retaliated against.'

Baek Yoonjun rationalized his thoughts and nodded his head.

Then he turned his head and t Tang Yuhwa's eyes, and Baek Yoonjun stealthily turned his head.

"But as I spent ti with Master, I got to know the person that is Master. Timid and weak-hearted."

"It's not wrong, but..."

Since it wasn't a very good thing to say, Baek Yoonjun mumbled while looking elsewhere.

At that, Tang Yuhwa followed him and t Baek Yoonjun's eyes.

Baek Yoonjun turned his head again, but each ti, Tang Yuhwa followed him like a ghost and made eye contact.

'It's embarrassing to keep avoiding.'

In the end, Baek Yoonjun gave up on avoiding her eyes because of his timid nature.

'Why do you keep looking at my eyes so burdensoly?'

Since Baek Yoonjun had no common sense of talking while looking at a person's eyes, it was just burdenso.

"Master."

"What is it?"

"I'm glad that you are my master."

Baek Yoonjun shut his mouth, not understanding the aning of those words.

Wondering if she was teasing him, but since it seed to show so sincerity, he quietly kept his mouth shut, and then.

"Right. I'm also glad that you are my disciple."

He answered with similar words.

Woong.

At the sa ti as Baek Yoonjun answered, the space distorted, and a mont later, the two were left alone in the middle of the blacksmith's where they had been.

'What a sha.'

Baek Yoonjun felt a deep sense of regret.

No matter what anyone said, his nature was that of a hobody introvert.

Since his instinct itself preferred an isolated space.

"It's a sha."

Tang Yuhwa muttered sothing similar to Baek Yoonjun's thoughts.

"Hmm?"

Baek Yoonjun was surprised.

No matter how he looked at it, Tang Yuhwa was an extrovert.

Therefore, he didn't think she would like an isolated space.

"What's a sha?"

"It's been a long ti since I was alone with Master. It's a sha that it's over."

At that answer, Baek Yoonjun automatically nodded his head and felt his chest warm up.

Perhaps because of that, he said sothing impulsive, which was unlike him.

"When we go back, how about coming back to my place?"

"That's not okay. Master has a characteristic of running away when approached."

Baek Yoonjun didn't understand Tang Yuhwa's words and tilted his head, but he just let it be.

'Since she doesn't seem to have any bad feelings.'

Having moderately sorted out his emotions, Baek Yoonjun cleared the place.

"Let's slowly clean up and go back."

"We should."

The cleanup was over quickly.

After finishing the cleanup, the two left the blacksmith's and returned to the inn.

"Then I'll go rest a bit."

"Right. Rest."

Baek Yoonjun, who had parted with Tang Yuhwa at the inn.

'Should I wash up a bit?'

He wanted to wash up.

Having made up his mind, Baek Yoonjun quietly approached a nearby waiter and spoke to him.

"I want to wash up, can you heat up so water?"

"Oh my, sir! Are you going to wash up? It's also good to wash up leisurely in your room with heated water, but."

At Baek Yoonjun's request, the young waiter imdiately turned into a rchant.

"How about trying the large communal bath that we have newly prepared in our inn this ti?"

"A communal bath?"

"Indeed! You can wash up comfortably in a large bath like noble sirs!"

"Hoh?"

"Our master is very interested in the culture of the Western Regions, so he prepared this facility this ti, and it's absolutely amazing!"

At the waiter's recomndation, Baek Yoonjun's mories of his past life ca to mind.

'Is it like a public bathhouse? A public bathhouse in this era is strange.'

Although he felt a very strange feeling, he was convinced by the thought that ca to mind soon after.

'Co to think of it, Greece and Ro were also in the old days, but they had bathhouses, right? So it could exist.'

Having finished his thoughts to so extent, Baek Yoonjun pondered.

'It's strange, so I want to go and see it, but what if it's teeming with people?'

Fortunately, Baek Yoonjun's worries did not last long.

"If you go now, there are no people, so you can soak your body leisurely, not envying the Son of Heaven in the distant imperial palace!"

At the waiter's words, Baek Yoonjun felt like trying the communal bath.

Following the waiter's guidance, Baek Yoonjun, who had arrived at a large room in the corner, quietly opened the door.

"Hoh."

A large bath that ca into Baek Yoonjun's eyes.

A bathtub the size of a common bathhouse in a neighborhood he had seen sowhere was in the middle, and around it, tools for washing the body were provided.

'This is high-class for this era.'

Although it was inferior to the small bathhouse in a neighborhood that Baek Yoonjun had seen in his past life, considering the era, it was quite splendid.

'Did they draw the water in advance? The temperature also seems appropriate.'

Satisfied with the temperature of the water, Baek Yoonjun took off his clothes and washed his body.

'Oh! Not soap beans, but soap, they certainly paid so attention.'

Baek Yoonjun admired the culture, showing off his few pieces of knowledge of this world to the fullest.

'Soap beans were cheap soap made from the fruit of the soap bean tree, and soap was high-class soap with fragrance, right?'

Baek Yoonjun soaked the soap, which had a faint fragrance, in water, applied it generously to his body, and washed it off with water.

After that, he soaked his body in the large bath and stretched out his legs.

'Wow, it's nice to be able to stretch my legs while soaking my body in hot water.'

The bathtubs of this era that Baek Yoonjun had seen were about the size of a round wooden tub that one person could enter, so he could not enjoy the luxury of stretching his feet.

Although it was a very small difference, Baek Yoonjun was very satisfied.

'Being alone is a big part of it.'

It was good to be able to stretch his legs and soak his body leisurely, but Baek Yoonjun was very satisfied because there were no people.

But was it that his thoughts had beco a seed?

Creak.

Soone opened the door of the bathroom where Baek Yoonjun was and ca in, and their eyes t head-on.

"Hi, hiiyaaaak!!"

The being who had t Baek Yoonjun's eyes scread, startled as if it would faint.

(End of Chapter)