The Female Lead Saves the World - Chapter 207

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Yeo Joo Saves the World
Part 2, Episode 28

When I decided I needed to meet Jung Hee Ok, the person who naturally came to mind was Jung Je Hwa.
After all, it was thanks to Jung Je Hwa that the Justice Guild was able to wear Jung Hee Ok’s masterpieces as uniforms in the first place.

“I have a personal connection with Hunter Jung Hee Ok. If you have a desired design and effect, write it down here. I’ll pass it along.”

Going through Jung Je Hwa would certainly make it much easier to meet Jung Hee Ok.
Perhaps I could even ask him to say good things about me and the Justice Guild.
That might make the difficult conversation a bit more comfortable.
But instead, I called the representative number for the Inyon Guild that I found on the internet.
“Hello. Thank you for your hard work. This is Yeo Joo, a healer from the Justice Guild. The reason I’m calling is….”
Since this was a difficult request, I hesitated to use personal connections.
Though I suspected Jung Je Hwa would feel hurt if he found out about this later.
Of course, I might not even get to meet Jung Hee Ok.
Since I’d already given a brief explanation through an Inyon Guild employee, there was a possibility that Jung Hee Ok, displeased by the whole situation, would refuse everything.
But the meeting came together surprisingly easily.
“Yes, next Monday morning. Yes, I understand. I’ll visit you then.”
I’d been invited to the Inyon Guild in Andong.
They even said they’d arrange transportation for the Justice Guild.
But the invitation was for me alone, Yeo Joo.
“Are you sure it’s okay to go alone?”
“Well, it does seem a bit lonely. But there’s no help for it. I can’t just bring extra people along when I’ve been invited.”
“That’s true, but… Andong is quite far away.”
And as if Kang Han’s concern had reached someone, what arrived at the Justice Guild on Monday morning to pick me up wasn’t a car, but a person.
“I’m Kim Mi Hyun, Guild Master Jung Hee Ok’s attendant secretary. I’ll escort you to the guild.”
“You’re a teleporter.”
An attendant secretary with teleportation abilities.
It was both incredibly impressive and somehow perfectly fitting.
Having a secretary with spatial transfer skills would certainly be convenient.
“I’ll be back soon.”
After saying goodbye to Kang Han one last time, I took the attendant’s hand.
With a disorienting sensation, I opened my eyes to find myself already at the Inyon Guild in Andong.
“Wow.”
It felt like I’d landed in the middle of a folk village.
I heard that people belonging to the Inyon Guild lived in villages clustered around the Guild Building like a settlement.
I didn’t know they were all Traditional Korean Houses.
“This way, please. I’ll guide you to the Guild Master’s Secret Workshop.”
After following the secretary for quite some time, I arrived at a large ornate gate—the kind that made me wish I’d been turned away at the door instead.
The gate creaked open with an eerie sound, as if saying, ‘Enter through this gate.’
“Phew.”
I exhaled softly to ease my tension, then climbed the steps and crossed the threshold of the gate.
“Wow.”
The moment I crossed the threshold, the temperature grew warmer.
Outside it was autumn, but inside was spring.
Flowers bloomed everywhere, and butterflies fluttered gracefully among them.
If you pay attention from the construction phase, you can create spaces with controlled temperatures as easily as you wish.
Even our Guild’s Greenhouse was like that.
Though I knew this intellectually, encountering spring at the threshold of winter felt so unfamiliar and lovely that I couldn’t tear my eyes away from the Flower Garden.
“Why are you standing there instead of coming in!”
Startled by the sudden shout from behind, I turned to see Jung Hee Ok clicking her tongue disapprovingly at me.
A woman in her early fifties, slightly shorter than me, wearing a hanbok with her hair neatly tied up—she suited the antique Traditional Korean House perfectly.
Especially the graceful way she carried herself in her white jeogori and jade-colored chima was particularly striking.
“My apologies. The flowers were so beautiful that I couldn’t help but stop.”
“Follow me inside.”
With only those words, Jung Hee Ok turned sharply and walked ahead. I followed her down a somewhat winding path and tilted my head in confusion.
‘Could she have come out to greet me because she was worried I might get lost?’
No, that couldn’t be it.
Remembering the fierce way she’d been glaring at me just moments before, there was no way that was the reason.
“What are you doing? Hurry up and follow!”
“Yes! Coming!”
Following Jung Hee Ok, I arrived at a Secret Workshop that looked completely different from what I expected.
Given how neatly she dressed, I thought the workshop would be equally spotless.
Instead, fabrics were stacked here and there, and design sketches that appeared to have been drawn until recently were scattered across the desk.
The attendant secretary seemed to assist with external activities only—Jung Hee Ok boiled the water and prepared the tea herself.
It seemed she was the type who didn’t easily let others into her personal space.
‘But why me?’
What reason could there be for bringing someone she’d never met directly into her Secret Workshop?
“Drink it if it suits your taste.”
“Yes, thank you. I’ll enjoy it gratefully.”
No matter how uncomfortable the seat was, I couldn’t refuse the tea that Jung Hee Ok had personally brewed.
The moment I carefully brought the steaming green tea to my lips.
“What is your relationship with Je Hwa?”
Cough! Cough!
The hot tea went down the wrong way, leaving my mouth scalded and my nose burning.
After catching a glimpse of the Jordan River for about three seconds, I returned to find Jung Hee Ok tossing a handkerchief onto my lap with that familiar disapproving expression.
I quickly pressed it to my mouth and asked.
“I, I’m sorry, what do you mean?”
“I heard that Jung Je Hwa revealed his real name to someone for the first time in years. And that someone is you.”
“Ah. I, I see.”
It was surprising enough that Jung Hee Ok knew Jung Je Hwa’s true name, but what truly astonished me was how much closer these two were than I’d anticipated.
“Could it be… that you and the Workshop owner—I mean, Jung Je Hwa—are related by blood…?”
“Not by blood. But you—are you about to be bound by marriage?”
“M, marriage…?”
The blunt fastball coming at me with nowhere to dodge left my mind reeling.
“No, that’s not it at all. I just frequently place orders with Jung Je Hwa and bother him… I’m just a regular customer, so to speak.”
After carefully choosing my words to explain, Jung Hee Ok simply snorted.
“Hmph, that’s nonsense. The kid who never asked for favors suddenly wanted uniforms made. And multiple sets at that.”
“I’m still wearing those uniforms you made for me!”
“So it seems. But tell me truly—are you really nothing to Jung Je Hwa?”
“Yes!”
I answered quickly.
I didn’t want to be misunderstood.
Jung Hee Ok clearly didn’t approve of me, and if she misunderstood that Jung Je Hwa and I had some peculiar relationship, she would surely despise me even more.
Jung Hee Ok’s eyes fixed directly on me.
That sharp gaze felt like she was unraveling me stitch by stitch, examining every thread that composed my being.
‘She’s certainly no ordinary person.’
Though deeply uncomfortable under her scrutiny, I met her gaze without flinching.
For just a brief moment, I thought I glimpsed a hint of amusement in the corners of her eyes.
Perhaps I’d managed to leave a good impression?
As that hopeful thought crossed my mind.
“So, you want to copy my work and make money off it?”
…Or perhaps I’d just ruined everything?

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