My Younger Siblings Are the Greatest Masters in the World - Chapter 10
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10.
Seol Mantong was probably the only student in all of the Central Plains to be expelled for hurling curses at his teacher on the first day of class.
Seol Mujin, who returned after apologizing to the teacher, surprisingly said nothing to Seol Mantong.
That made Seol Mantong even more anxious, so he grumbled.
“This is that old man’s conspiracy to embarrass me.”
Seol Mujin chuckled and gently tapped Seol Mantong’s head without hurting him.
As Seol Mujin turned away, a sigh escaped his lips.
In truth, Seol Mujin had sent the three to school to cultivate their character.
Wouldn’t their personalities improve if they received good education with good books under a good teacher?
With such vague expectations, he had sent them to school, only for them to cause a major incident on the very first day.
‘The triplets are entirely my responsibility.’
It was Seol Mujin who saved them.
So if those three caused harm to the world, all the blame would fall on Seol Mujin’s shoulders.
‘How can I raise them to be good?’
***
“Haah—!”
Seol Mantong’s long sigh seemed like it could make the earth grow larger.
Seol Mujin, who was heading to chop firewood, spotted Seol Mantong and crouched down in front of him.
“Our Mantong, what’s troubling you?”
Seol Mantong’s eyes looking at Seol Mujin seemed so sad, as if tears would fall at any moment.
“I miss Hyeonwol.”
“Hm? Sister Hyeonwol?”
She was a courtesan with a gentle face and an equally good personality.
She adored Seol Mantong so much that she would hold him in her arms whenever she had time.
“You’ve grown quite attached to Sister Hyeonwol, haven’t you?”
Just then, Seol Ryeoseon’s voice came from behind.
“He’s not attached to Hyeonwol, he’s attached to her big chest.”
“Huh? What do you mean…?”
Seol Mantong protested.
“Are Hyeonwol’s breasts detached from her body and floating around?”
“Stop being ridiculous and get attached to another courtesan!”
Seol Mujin didn’t want to hear any more, so he told them not to fight and left.
When Seol Mujin came out of the warehouse with an axe, a passing courtesan asked.
“Mujin, are you going to chop firewood?”
“Huh? Oh, yes…”
The courtesan grinned.
Seol Mujin let out a thin sigh, knowing the meaning behind that laughter.
From one corner of the back garden, a courtesan who had entered the quarters shouted.
“Mujin is chopping firewood!”
This time when the sun was high in the sky was like the middle of the night at the pleasure house.
It was a time when only workers doing odd jobs would be awake, but the gisaeng quarters became bustling.
“Why is he chopping after such a long time!”
“Where’s my pink outfit!”
“Have you seen my rouge?”
Seol Mujin hung his head low.
‘Should I just do something else?’
But he had already postponed it for several days.
He needed to prepare the firewood now so it could dry thoroughly for winter use.
Doing it tomorrow wouldn’t change today’s scene either.
The one-foot-long logs piled higher than his height were trees Seol Mujin had cut from the mountain over several months.
As he placed one log on the chopping block, the courtesan Seolhwa appeared carrying a bowl.
“Mujin, isn’t it hard? Drink this water before you start.”
“I haven’t even started yet…”
“Just lifting an axe is tiring work.”
Seolhwa’s center of gravity suddenly shifted forward as she approached, and the water from the bowl spilled onto Seol Mujin’s chest.
“Oh my! What should I do about this!”
This was definitely intentional.
“Your clothes are all wet! Take them off quickly! Quickly!”
“Ah, no, it’s fine.”
“Fine my foot! You’ll catch a cold if you stay in wet clothes!”
“I think I’ll be colder if I take them off…”
“You’ll sweat soon once you start chopping. Your big sister will help you take them off.”
Seol Mujin frantically waved his hands.
“You don’t need to!”
“Oh my! Are you trying to touch your big sister’s chest with those hands?”
Startled, Seol Mujin hurriedly raised his hands high.
“No!”
Then Seolhwa, who had gotten close like lightning, untied Seol Mujin’s clothing strings.
Another courtesan who had approached from behind stripped off Seol Mujin’s upper garment.
Their coordination was perfect as if they had practiced it a hundred times.
Around them, twenty courtesans had come out and taken positions, and their number was still growing.
“Oh my! Look at that body! When did that little kid grow up like that?”
“His chest is so broad it’s like a plain, a plain.”
Seol Mujin’s height had grown day by day until he could look down on all the courtesans of Yeonji-ru.
Moreover, his body had grown surprisingly large, probably due to the influence of the Ten Thousand Year Nine Leaf Grass.
“Hey you! That’s my spot!”
“First come, first served, what kind of bullshit is that!”
“Damn it! This is the best front-row seat.”
Seol Mujin wanted to go inside immediately, but this was a scene that would unfold eventually even if he delayed.
As he placed a log and brought down the axe, the gisaengs’ screams of “Kyaak—!” could be heard.
“Look at those arm muscles! Those are like logs themselves!”
“A man’s chest is everything! Mujin, crush this sister’s ribs with that chest of yours just once!”
“You bitch! You should look before you leap!”
Today’s wood chopping felt particularly difficult.
It felt like all his energy was being drained.
“Why are the kids all gathered there at this hour?”
To Hwa Seonhwa, who had returned from a walk, this was a very strange sight.
Yeon Seobi, who had been forced to go on a walk because she was a servant, hurried past Hwa Seonhwa with quick steps.
“Oh my! I almost missed the good show.”
“Where are you going?”
Following Yeon Seobi, Hwa Seonhwa could finally see Seol Mujin, who had been hidden behind the building.
Every time Seol Mujin brought down the axe, thick logs split cleanly in half in one stroke.
Watching this, the gisaengs squealed and screamed.
“Those crazy bitches!”
Yeon Seobi gestured to Hwa Seonhwa.
“Madam, what are you doing? Come over here.”
Unlike the other gisaengs, Yeon Seobi had positioned herself on a decorative rock behind Seol Mujin.
Hwa Seonhwa, who had followed without thinking, sat down beside Yeon Seobi.
“Tsk tsk tsk… Amateurs. They still don’t know that a man’s back is everything.”
Yeon Seobi, resting her chin on her hand while watching Seol Mujin’s back, looked like she might drool.
This entire scene was absurd to Hwa Seonhwa.
“Do you know that Mujin is only seventeen years old?”
Yeon Seobi answered without taking her eyes off Seol Mujin.
“Exactly. If only he were just one year older.”
“By ‘good,’ do you mean you’d pounce on him?”
“Would my turn even come around?”
“If it did?”
“I prefer just watching. Fire needs to be kept at a proper distance to be warm—get too close and you’ll get burned.”
What a wise girl.
Hwa Seonhwa, who had been quietly watching Seol Mujin chop wood, murmured.
“Mujin has grown up a lot.”
“Madam, surely you don’t…”
“Crazy girl!”
Hwa Seonhwa’s palm landed on Yeon Seobi’s back.
***
Seol Mujin, who had come downtown to shop for groceries, spotted a familiar figure from behind.
“Sister!”
It was Hyeonwol, whom Seol Mantong had missed so dearly.
Hyeonwol turned her head and was startled to see Seol Mujin.
“Mujin!”
“Huh? Sister, what happened to your face?”
Her eyelids were bruised black and blue, and there were unhealed wounds around her mouth.
The backs of her clasped hands also showed bruises.
“Oh… It’s nothing.”
“Who hit you?”
“H-hit? Who would… who would… *sob*!”
Hyeonwol suddenly burst into tears.
“Sister, what’s wrong? Who on earth did this to you?”
She pressed her forehead against Seol Mujin’s shoulder and wept profusely.
“I really miss Yeonji-ru! *wail*!”
Just then, someone suddenly grabbed Hyeonwol’s hair and yanked it.
“You bitch! What are you doing here!”
The man with hairy hands and sideburns looked like a thug to anyone who saw him.
“Ah! I-I just ran into someone I know!”
“Someone you know?”
The man glared at Seol Mujin.
“What the hell are you, kid?”
“Let go of her!”
“What? Ha! Look at this little shit!”
When the man pulled Hyeonwol’s hair even harder, a sharp scream erupted.
“What are you gonna do about it?”
Seol Mujin slowly clenched his fists.
“I said let go of her.”
When the man flinched at Seol Mujin’s intensity, Hyeonwol pushed between the two of them.
Even though her hair was still being grabbed by the man, she endured the pain and moved between them.
“Stop it! This isn’t your business!”
“Sister…”
“Just go! Go now!”
Hyeonwol turned around and appeased the man.
“Honey, he’s just a kid from where I used to work. Don’t bother with a child, let’s go.”
The man pretended to give in and let himself be pushed away by Hyeonwol’s hand.
He didn’t forget the typical threat: ‘You little shit, if I see you again, you’re dead!’
Seol Mujin helplessly watched the two figures walking away.
The world was full of bad people, but there was nothing he could do about it.
***
After checking left and right, Ryeoseon ran toward the Wine Storage.
Like a squirrel going to gather acorns.
When she opened the warehouse door, a thick wine aroma stimulated her sense of smell.
The liquor filling two walls of the Wine Storage was divided into premium, intermediate, and low-grade.
The low-grade was stored in large jars at the very bottom, and the grade above that was placed on planks laid across the middle of the wall.
The Premium Liquor on the top shelf didn’t even amount to a few jars.
Ryeoseon muttered while looking at the liquor placed at the very top.
“I heard some good liquor came in yesterday.”
Ryeoseon’s body lightly rose up after kicking off the ground.
Grabbing the small jar from the very top and landing on the ground, Ryeoseon was like a nimble cat.
As she swallowed her saliva and removed the jar’s seal, the wine aroma rushed toward her.
Even before tasting it, her expression frowned.
“This liquor is supposed to be top-grade?”
Ryeoseon dipped the clear liquor with her finger to taste it and wrinkled her face.
“Damn! How is this supposed to be good liquor?”
Just then, the Wine Storage door suddenly burst open.
Startled, she almost dropped the Wine Jar.
Seeing the face that poked through the door, Ryeoseon shouted angrily.
“You nearly scared me to death!”
It was Mantong.
“Jugoe. Are you stealing and drinking liquor?”
“Why would I drink this sewage-like liquor? Why does the liquor in this town taste like this? Is the water bad?”
“It’s a problem of skill, what fault does the water have? It’s about time for Bokbunja and Baeksohwa, the ingredients for Bokhwaju, to come out…”
Ryeoseon’s ears perked up.
Though she didn’t want to admit it, there was no liquor in the world as delicious as the Bokhwaju that Mantong made.
She suspected heaven’s intentions for giving such talent to that Saekgol.
It should have been given to her, who loves liquor!
“Are you going to make it?”
Mantong wiggled his hands.
“My hands feel too empty these days.”
“What does making liquor have to do with your hands feeling empty!”
“If I feel Hyeonwol’s chest, it seems like Bokhwaju would naturally be created…”
Ryeoseon opened her eyes drowsily.
“You came here because you have something you want to say to me, right?”
She was quick to catch on.
“If you just grant me one favor, I’ll make you one jar of Bokhwaju… no, two jars.”
“What favor? Just so you know, my chest is off-limits.”
“I have a way to bring Hyeonwol back to Yeonji-ru, but I need you to help me.”
“Huh?”
“I heard from the gisaengs that Hyeonwol is suffering because she got caught by some really nasty thug.”
“So?”
“If we just deal with that thug, she’ll come to Yeonji-ru. Hyeonwol wants to come back too. I want to see her. Hehehe…”
That couldn’t be true, but I asked out of boredom.
“So what do you want to do?”
“We did it once before. The white mask and black robe.”
Seol Ryeoseon scrunched up her face.
“You want to do that again?”
“It’s not difficult, right? Making a thug listen is no big deal.”
“Crazy bastard. You call that…”
“Bokhwaju.”
“When should we go?”
***
Seol Mujin put twelve silver coins into his pouch.
It was most of the money he had saved since coming to Yeonji-ru.
—It seems the money she borrowed from that thug was five silver coins. Five silver coins with interest piled on top of interest became twelve silver coins or something. Anyway, that girl has absolutely no eye for people either. Tsk tsk tsk…
He couldn’t forget Hyeonwol’s miserable appearance when he met her at the market.
So while looking into it, he heard that story from a courtesan who had been close with Hyeonwol.
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