Chapter 32: Chapter 32

Chapter 32: Now I'm Good At It

Before entering the house.

Today too, I visited the darkness of the human world.

I'd just set out to find a physician.

That path was Black Path.

I faced those who treat people as goods.

Inside the warehouse where people were confined was very dark.

However, the hearts of Black Path who confined people were even darker.

Much blood stained the sword.

Walk slowly across the courtyard.

Continue deep breathing, letting flow the day's experiences.

Before going to Jayeong and Taebok, I wash, change clothes, also spray herb water.

I leave darkness and blood outside the house.

The moment I enter inside, I'm just a father.

"Was there something? It took all day."

"Today too, quite much happened. I'll tell you when we're alone."

Glancing—I looked down at Taebok held in Jayeong's arms.

"Taebok. Father came."

Jayeong moved her body to let Taebok and me face each other.

Of course, Taebok can't yet distinguish people.

Still, father speaks to him.

"Were you well with mother? Father left home again."

"Taebok was well. Ate well, slept well, pooped well."

"Really? Taebok, you worked hard being well."

A baby just needs to do those three things.

Today is the sixth day since I returned.

That is, the sixth day since Taebok came into the world.

Newborns around this time think they're still in mother's belly.

Still an existence between belly and world.

Following only physiology, the principle of living—eating, sleeping, pooping.

From now, parents' touch substitutes for mother's belly.

Completely bears the baby's physiology.

"I just fed him, so I was about to burp him."

Good eating includes burping.

Newborns can't burp by themselves. Can't expel air that enters the stomach when eating—if left alone, they vomit or hurt at night.

Parents must help them burp.

"I'll do at least that. Come, this way."

Placing one cloth on my shoulder.

Bending my body so Taebok sticks right to my body, I lifted him.

The cloth on my shoulder is extremely soft, sent by Captain Zhu Hochong. Taebok's head rests on that cloth.

There are several burping methods.

We chose the method of placing on shoulder and patting the back.

Each moment , I feel how small Taebok is.

A back smaller than the patting hand.

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Yet a heartbeat transmitting.

The tiny fellow's tiny burp sound.

Sounds flowing following the principle of living are welcome.

"Yes. You must live."

When you grow and someday go out to the human world.

So darkness will be somewhat lifted.

Father will grasp the sword.

I first heard the alias at Master Dongpae's estate.

The Young Manor Lord said he was submitting to the Black Path King.

An alias never heard before regression, so I passed it by.

But isn't he conducting big matters behind the scenes?

Manipulating trading captains and summoning Black Path.

Can't be taken lightly.

Why hadn't I heard of him?

A Demonic Cult figure?

After the Demonic Cult rampage, many Black Path become Demonic Cult members.

Currently gathering Black Path might be preparatory work.

"Catching him will reveal it."

From Xinyang Trading Captain Jeong Yangtak, words came that Banyang Trading Captain Guyang Je might know.

Time to dig from there.

The opportunity came quickly.

Even after attacking Xinyang Trading, I moved without rest.

I also visited Captain Zhu Hochong and even stopped by the Murim Alliance Luoyang branch.

The reason was wanting to spend today wholly with Taebok without going anywhere.

Jayeong brought up unexpected words.

"Honey, you know the estate in the next alley?"

"Yes, the estate with a flower garden."

Right in the next alley was one large estate.

With many flowering trees in the garden, eyes and nose enjoyed going nearby.

"They're selling that estate. Yesterday while you were out, a broker stopped by."

"Yes, he saw Golden Cloud Trading sent people. Asked if maybe money came in, telling us to buy the estate."

Four days ago, Captain Zhu Hochong sent trading company people.

Though sending baby gifts, to someone not knowing circumstances, it could look different.

"The reason you bring this up..."

"How about it? When Taebok grows going forward, the house seems cramped."

Before regression, I lived in this house until going to the Alliance main body.

No, just one tiny baby arrived yet household goods increased too much.

Instantly all spaces filled with baby items. We prepared a cabinet to put baby items inside, but the space before that cabinet also filled with baby items so we couldn't reach the cabinet. To take out one thing required moving two items.

But now money came in.

"Good idea. Let's contract immediately."

"What are you saying?"

Jayeong shook her head.

"We must go directly see the estate too. Must talk with the estate owner too."

"I see. You're right."

I lived in mountains then came down.

Until meeting Jayeong, I wandered inns without specific residence.

Later lived in lodging the Alliance provided.

Conversely, Jayeong from Rogues' Guild origins knew all kinds of worldly matters well.

That her unique weapon was steel abacus wasn't coincidence. She was very knowledgeable about money-related matters.

"I'll go. You stay home."

For me, unskilled in such matters, she tried to step forward.

"New life has new learning. And where would you go when it's not long since giving birth?"

Jayeong thought briefly.

"Then let's go together. Right next alley anyway. I want to walk a bit."

"I'll just go there and come right back."

Though worried inside, I nodded.

Jayeong too was a martial artist so recovery was exceptional.

We explained the circumstances to Elder Jeong and started preparing to leave.

"But you know, honey."

"The broker belonged to a trading company."

My hand adjusting appearance stopped precisely.

Thinking about it, I hadn't told Jayeong about Xinyang Trading yesterday. No spare time while caring for Taebok.

"Yes. Trading company. Said he's handling work because well-acquainted with the estate owner."

If that were so, fortunate.

"Did you also hear which trading company he belonged to?"

"Do you know about Banyang Trading?"

"Banyang Trading. I know."

Guyang Je's Banyang Trading.

Guyang Je was someone to dig into first to chase the Black Path King.

Judging from Xinyang Trading's precedent, work Banyang Trading does was utterly suspicious too.

"Let's go. While going, I'll tell you about yesterday's experiences."

Either move to the estate.

Or obtain clues to chase the Black Path King.

I'm fine with either.

"Oh my, a young couple. I'm Yang Bak, the estate's owner."

Someone called Yang Bak clasped hands in greeting.

"The estate's owner? Though right next alley, I've never seen you."

"Hehehe. In these times, do neighbors know each other's faces? We meet like now when matters arise. Meeting for good business—isn't it nice?"

Jayeong and I exchanged glances.

True words, but I'm an exception.

Thanks to my known name, at least neighbors recognize my face.

Yet this person doesn't know me at all.

"Yes, that's right. We don't know each other."

I quickly scanned the house interior.

The estate itself was siheyuan structure.

Opening the gate, one inner wall stood so inside wouldn't be visible.

Going around the inner wall, there's a courtyard.

Left and right of the courtyard held employee quarters, warehouse, kitchen.

Front had the main building where the house owner resided.

Behind the main building was the inner courtyard with flowering trees.

Inside the house was neat with no flaws.

Our current house has the same structure but buildings are small with no inner courtyard. Old and worn too.

"The house itself is appealing..."

Jayeong spoke quietly behind my back.

"Look around. I said look around."

Whether Yang Bak heard that small voice, his eyes sparkled.

Entering the main building, there's a reception room—following corridors extending left and right from here were study, bedroom, side rooms, etc.

"Oh my, there are really many books."

"Hehehehe, because I like learning."

Jayeong pulled out a book and opened it with a gentle face.

She too had little connection with learning.

"What does this 'cock-handler wearing red headband' mean?"

I don't know either. What's cock-handler? Some demonic art?

"Just like it. Don't know it well."

We slowly looked around then returned to the reception room.

"Now, how is it? Can't find this level house at this level price."

"However, one thing..."

"Must contract somewhat quickly. Many people wanting to buy. I'm also planning to move."

As Jayeong said beforehand.

Creates urgency by creating wind that this item will sell soon.

"If must contract quickly, must money also be paid immediately?"

"If paying house price at once, I'll make it cheaper. How about discounting five percent of total amount?"

After making anxious, sweet temptation.

Large money passes in estate transactions. At about five percent ratio, can save quite some money.

"Must be worrying. Not saying decide immediately. After you couple think sufficiently..."

Words as if generously giving leeway.

Then probably will appear around now.

"Um, Teacher Yang. Came because you said could see the house now."

One middle-aged man walked in.

The appearance of an awkward visitor coming to someone's house.

Pre-prepared competitor's entrance.

"Ah, really? Happens to work well. These people are also on their way back after seeing the house."

"What? The house sold?"

"No. You may see the house."

"Fortunate. I came wanting to contract."

The competitor created an atmosphere seeming about to buy the estate soon.

We watched the clumsy trick well.

"Teacher Yang, but I haven't seen even one employee since earlier? An estate this level would have employees?"

I lightly poked first.

"Since facing moving, sent some to where they're going, sent out some."

"Could I drink a cup of tea? I'm thirsty from touring the house."

"Ah, because there are no servants..."

Trying to escape again.

"My wife gave birth not long ago. Her body isn't good, so I ask please."

I firmly grasped what was trying to escape again—kwaak.

Acting ungracious here?

Our couple might not contract feeling bad.

Performance until now would collapse.

He can only bring out tea.

"Th-then please stay here briefly."

Yang Bak rolled his eyeballs.

This person called Yang Bak too, same as the competitor.

Just pretending to be house owner.

He was now worrying where and how to bring tea.

"Teeeea, is it heeeere?"

Yang Bak went outside the main building. Seems trying to find the kitchen.

"There was tea set in the study though."

"Why go to the kitchen leaving the convenient study?"

Yang Bak hurried back inside again.

"The tea set you always keep in the study?"

"Sometimes that happens. When work always done suddenly isn't remembered. Hehehe."

Yang Bak didn't listen more and headed to the study.

Jayeong and I, and the wind-catcher playing competitor role, also followed behind.

"Now, tea set is here. Brazier is here. Mm, tea..."

"Where do you keep tea?"

The container holding tea leaves wasn't visible.

"I put tea leaves on the desk."

"No, no. Inside this cabinet."

"Hahaha, tea leaves ran out. Must be in the kitchen."

I also laughed with him.

"Who are you to play house owner!"

He tried continuing acting to the end, but I took out one item from my chest.

Container holding tea leaves.

I'd put it in my chest when Jayeong asked about books earlier.

A real house owner would have said the tea container disappeared.

I grasped the back of the competitor trying to pull out his foot and pushed toward the house owner.

"Who are you people?"

House owner and competitor faced each other once then closed their mouths entirely.

When things went wrong, seems they decided to do this.

"Do you really not know my face?"

"Then do you know my alias?"

They just looked at me with puzzled expressions.

"I'm called Ink Sword Hero Jin Yeomyeong."

The bastards' faces turned pale.

"Even if swindlers aren't martial artists, I cut them."

Now I'm also good at lying.