My Younger Siblings Are the Greatest Masters in the World - Chapter 5

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5.

But ignoring those words, two gisaengs lifted up Seol Ryeoseon and Seol Changho in their arms.

“I don’t like women… mmph!”

“When men and women turn seven, they shouldn’t sit together… gulp!”

The two with their faces buried in the gisaengs’ chests thought:

‘I hate this damn pleasure house!’

Only Seol Mantong was completely happy.

***

The drinking room after the guests left was as messy as a market after closing.

The three gisaengs who had been serving let out long sighs.

“Those bastards, they should drink more quietly.”

“Seriously. Do they drink through their mouths or their assholes?”

“Still, it’s better than the Plum Blossom Room over there.”

“Who came to the Plum Blossom Room?”

The Plum Blossom Room was two rooms away to the left across the corridor, but gisaeng Hwaseon-i’s voice lowered.

“Mad Dog.”

The gisaeng’s face contorted upon hearing the name.

“He hadn’t come for a while, so I thought we’d never see him again. He’s back?”

“He barely got in after promising Master Ruju he absolutely wouldn’t hit any gisaengs.”

“Will that bastard who turns into a dog when drunk keep that promise?”

Just then, Seol Mujin entered pushing a cart for carrying food.

“Sisters, please rest. I’ll clean up here.”

The three gisaengs brightened up when they saw Seol Mujin.

“Mujin’s here! It’ll be hard to clean alone. I’ll clean with you.”

Hwaseon-i grabbed Seol Mujin’s hand firmly.

“Oh my, why are my Mujin’s hands so rough! Sister has some good oil for skin, so come to my room later and I’ll give it to you.”

Fiddle fiddle… fiddle fiddle…

Yeonhyang-i, another gisaeng beside her, slapped Hwaseon’s hand away.

“Why is Mujin your Mujin! He’s our Mujin! Mujin, you absolutely can’t go to that girl’s room! Something terrible will happen!”

“Right, right. I also have good oil for skin, so come to my room…”

“You bitch! Even cold water has its order, and even shit water has waves, so where do you get off cutting in line!”

“I called dibs on Mujin first!”

The gisaeng watching clicked her tongue.

“What are you doing over a kid who’s only sixteen?”

Hwaseon-i rolled her eyes.

“This meek little kitten. You were drooling over Mujin saying he’s become a fine man just last night.”

“Oh my! Oh my! What is the child saying…? When did I ever do that…? Mujin, it’s a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding.”

While the three gisaengs were bickering, Seol Mujin quickly gathered the dishes and left the room.

This had been happening since Seol Mujin turned fifteen, so it wasn’t new anymore.

It was when he was pushing the cart past the Plum Blossom Room.

“You bitch! Come serve me drinks, what do you mean you can’t!”

“S-sir, I am a musician who plays instruments.”

“Fuck! Aren’t musicians still gisaengs! Get over here!”

From inside the Plum Blossom Room, the tearful voice saying “I’m a musician” kept echoing.

“Haa—! That crazy bastard.”

Crash!

The loud sound of something breaking rang out.

If left alone, Mad Dog would surely beat the gisaeng badly.

Seol Mujin carefully opened the door to the Plum Blossom Room.

The first thing he saw was the disheveled table and bowl fragments scattered on the floor.

In front of the ruined table stood Mad Dog holding a wine cup.

Mad Dog, whose face was swollen to twice the size of a normal person, was just about to throw the wine cup.

His body moved before his thoughts.

Seol Mujin dove between Mad Dog throwing the wine cup and the musician holding a pipa.

“Ah!”

Seol Mujin embraced the screaming musician.

Thud!

The wine cup that hit the back of Seol Mujin’s head shattered into pieces.

After the sharp pain, he felt the sensation of blood flowing down his neck.

“Mujin!”

The gisaeng who had been serving Mad Dog came running over.

She was the gisaeng who had been trembling in fear of Mad Dog.

“Oh my! Look at all this blood!”

As the gisaeng took out a handkerchief to stop the bleeding, Mad Dog shouted.

“What the hell is this bastard!”

The eyes of the trembling gisaeng changed.

“How dare this crazy son of a bitch put a hole in Mujin’s head?”

The gisaeng picked up a plate fragment from the floor and threw it at Mad Dog.

“Eek! Has this bitch gone crazy!”

It was when Mad Dog, who dodged the plate fragment, was about to approach the gisaeng.

Five gisaengs who saw the Plum Blossom Room through the open door came running in with shock.

“Blood on Mujin’s head…! How did you get hurt?”

The gisaeng pointed at Mad Dog.

“That bastard’s thrown cup hit him!”

“What? How dare he hurt our Mujin! This son of a bitch!”

The gisaengs began throwing the bowl fragments scattered on the floor at Mad Dog.

“Uwak! You crazy bitches! St-stop it!”

Unable to endure it any longer, Mad Dog fled in a panic.

“You bastard! Stop right there!”

The gisaengs chased after Mad Dog in a swarm.

The gisaeng who had regained her composure was horrified when she saw Seol Mujin bleeding.

“Mu, Mujin! What do I do! Because of me… look at all this blood!”

Seol Mujin spoke with an unconcerned expression.

“It’s fine. It’s just a small scratch.”

“Just a small scratch? You’re bleeding this much… Why did you step in instead of just leaving it alone?”

“It’s better for me to get hit than for you to get hit, sister.”

Instead, Seol Mujin comforted the crying gisaeng.

After barely managing to calm the gisaeng and coming out, the gisaengs swarmed around Seol Mujin.

Only after saying he was fine about a hundred times did he escape, but then he was called by Hwa Seonhwa again.

In the room, Im Seongon, a physician who specialized in treating gisaengs’ venereal diseases, was waiting.

“It’s just slightly torn.”

Hwa Seonhwa spoke in a cold voice.

“Treat it properly.”

“I’ll treat it according to the fee.”

Hwa Seonhwa placed a hundred copper coins on the desk.

It was an excessive amount for treating a small head wound.

Im Seongon grinned broadly and even hummed a tune while stitching up Seol Mujin’s wound.

“Don’t wash your hair for a while. Apply this wound medicine regularly.”

Judging by his sewing skills, Im Seongon was quite a capable physician.

After Im Seongon took the money and left, Hwa Seonhwa’s cold voice struck.

“What on earth were you thinking when you stepped in?”

“I’ve been beaten a lot, so I’m fine.”

Thwack!

Hwa Seonhwa slammed her palm down on the table.

The sound was so loud that Seol Mujin, startled, asked.

“Is your hand okay?”

At Seol Mujin’s worried expression, Hwa Seonhwa couldn’t help but chuckle.

Of course such a fellow would care for the Triplets, who shared no blood with him, with such devotion.

“Never step in again from now on.”

Only after promising he would do so could Seol Mujin leave Hwa Seonhwa’s room.

“Mujin! What’s with that blood!”

Ah! The Triplets were left.

***

Seol Ryeoseon looked at the sleeping Seol Mujin and said.

“That bastard called Mad Dog, I won’t let him get away with it. How dare he put a hole in Mujin’s head?”

Seol Changho asked.

“What are you going to do if you don’t let him get away with it?”

“Repay kindness twofold! Repay grudges a hundredfold!”

Seol Mantong nodded vigorously.

“Of course we should. We need to put a hundred holes in that bastard’s head.”

Seol Changho asked again.

“How are you going to find him?”

“We’ll have to search all of Jinan if we have to.”

It meant they had no specific plan.

“Let’s say you find him. Then what? Are you just going to go and crack his skull? A four-year-old going? What do you think people will think?”

Seol Ryeoseon answered nonchalantly.

“We’ll kill him, so what does it matter?”

“If there’s a murder case, the authorities will get involved, and if they catch even a trace of us?”

“Come on, we’re not amateurs, and how many people have we killed so far…”

“Among the people we’ve killed, is there anyone we killed secretly?”

Seol Ryeoseon and Seol Mantong thought carefully, then shook their heads.

“No.”

“There was no reason to kill secretly.”

“And yet you dream of committing the perfect crime? Do you think anyone can commit the perfect crime? Tsk tsk tsk…”

If it were Saekgol Seol Mantong and Jugoe Seol Ryeoseon, they would drag evidence behind them and dump it right in front of Yeonji-ru’s main gate.

“Then what should we do?”

“Think of it as bad luck and forget about it.”

Seol Mantong and Seol Ryeoseon shouted simultaneously.

“That’s not acceptable!”

“We have to avenge Mujin!”

Seol Changho let out a long sigh.

No matter how much he opposed it, they seemed determined to go through with it.

‘If I leave those idiots alone, they’ll cause a big incident, won’t they?’

Seol Changho said like a sigh.

“First, go find out where we can locate Mad Dog.”

***

Summer was almost coming to an end.

Seol Mujin was organizing the wardrobe to take out autumn clothes when he discovered something strange.

It was a White Mask with only the eye area cut out.

“What is this?”

There was also a Black Robe he had never seen before.

“It doesn’t seem to belong to Aunt Jang…”

But the robe was too long for that.

Seol Mujin thoughtlessly put the mask and robe back in their original places and finished organizing the wardrobe.

***

After making inquiries with the gisaengs, they found out the area where Mad Dog frequently appeared.

They took out the mask and robe that had been hidden in the wardrobe and left Yeonji-ru.

“We need to finish this and come back before Mujin returns.”

Seol Ryeoseon asked Seol Changho.

“Do we really not kill him? We should just kill him outright.”

“Don’t make this into a big incident. We need to stay quiet and unnoticed until we leave Yeonji-ru.”

“Tch!”

Thanks to walking briskly, it only took two hours to reach Sangjiro.

Sangjiro is one of Jinan’s bustling districts, lined with taverns and restaurants on both sides of the street.

The streets were full of people having late dinners and early drunks.

The three waited in a dark alley for Mad Dog to appear.

“Are we sure we can find Mad Dog here?”

To Seol Changho’s question, Seol Mantong answered with a confident face.

“They said he drinks around here almost every day.”

“Almost? So he might not come today?”

“If he doesn’t come today, we’ll wait tomorrow, and if he doesn’t come tomorrow, we’ll look the day after.”

It was like draining an entire reservoir to catch fish.

‘Right. These were the kind of guys they were.’

Having almost no plan as their plan was typical of Saekgol and Jugoe.

Finding Mad Dog after waiting for barely an hour felt like divine luck.

“Huh? That’s the bastard, right? Look at that huge face!”

When they heard about Appearance Destruction from the gisaengs, they didn’t believe it.

How could a person’s face be twice as big as a normal person’s?

But it really was huge.

To Seol Changho, it looked like three times the size, not just twice.

Mad Dog staggered toward the alley where they were hiding.

He was quite drunk and even singing loudly.

“Get ready quickly.”

Seol Ryeoseon, wearing the white mask, climbed onto Seol Mantong’s shoulders.

Holding sticks in both hands with white gloves and wearing the black robe, she looked like a skinny adult.

“Go deeper into the alley.”

The alley with almost no light was eerie.

Seol Changho threw a silver coin with a string attached to the passing Mad Dog.

Even though Mad Dog was drunk, he reacted to the sensation on his shoulder.

“Huh? What’s this?”

Mad Dog’s eyes widened at the silver coin that had fallen to the ground as he looked around.

Among the passersby, only Mad Dog had noticed the existence of the silver coin.

“What a stroke of luck!”

He bent his thick waist to pick up the silver coin, but suddenly it slid away from him.

“Huh?”

Mad Dog followed the silver coin while keeping his waist bent.

“Why the hell is this thing moving?”

While pulling the string to lure Mad Dog, Seol Changho felt doubt about human stupidity.

Mad Dog was vividly demonstrating just how foolish greed for a mere silver coin could make a human being.

Mad Dog, who had entered the alley, even started shouting.

“Hey! Stop right there!”

Now he was even talking to the silver coin.

Seol Changho, dragging the silver coin along, passed by Seol Ryeoseon and Seol Mantong who were standing at the bend in the alley.

“Don’t kill him.”

Seol Ryeoseon’s voice flowed out from within the mask.

“That depends on how tough that bastard is. Hehehe…”

‘He’s excited. He’s excited.’

Mad Dog, who had been obsessed with the silver coin, belatedly discovered the white mask and black robe.

“Huh? What are you?”

Remembering Seol Changho’s words to never open his mouth, he didn’t respond.

In fact, words weren’t necessary.

Seol Ryeoseon thrust the stick she held in her hand.

“Gack!”

Mad Dog, struck in the throat by the stick, grabbed his neck and bent his waist.

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