The Granddaughter of the Manhyang Escort Agency Hides Her Magic - Chapter 27

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Chapter 27

“Mugyeol, are you crying? Does something hurt?”

Despite being young herself, Shin Ah looked after Mugyeol. Mugyeol shook his head.

“Then why are you crying? Are you upset because that man called you lowborn?”

At the sound of sniffling, Danmi quickly offered a handkerchief. Mugyeol wiped his nose thoroughly and spoke.

“Young Miss, friend… Am I really your friend?”

“Don’t you want to be?”

“…I’m so happy.”

At Mugyeol’s answer, the corners of Shin Ah’s mouth naturally lifted.

The child crying over something so trivial was quite endearing, and seeing him grin with joy at being called a friend made her feel proud, as if she had accomplished something great.

Mugyeol grabbed onto Shin Ah’s sleeve.

“Please say it just one more time.”

“Hm?”

“Fr-friend, just one more time…”

“What’s the big deal! I’ll say it a hundred times. Mugyeol is So Shin Ah’s friend, Mugyeol is So Shin Ah’s friend…”

Mugyeol’s tears dried up completely.

Just when it seemed there was nothing left but reasons to smile, the door burst open. A chilling aura drove out all the warmth that had filled Shin Ah’s Private Quarters.

“One should not carelessly make friends. One must consider the dignity of the Family Clan.”

Words sharp as daggers pierced the ears of Shin Ah and Mugyeol.

“Madam of Yuwon Pavilion!”

Danmi and the Doctor rose from their seats and bowed deeply.

Dang Mihee had appeared in Shin Ah’s Bedroom.

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Dang Mihee looked around Shin Ah’s Private Quarters. The Doctor and Danmi had vacated the room at Dang Mihee’s order to dismiss guests.

After examining this and that for a while, Dang Mihee sat down in front of the Table. She glared at Shin Ah and Mugyeol, who were still sitting on the Bed Chamber.

“Come over here. An adult has arrived, yet who taught you the bad manners of continuing to occupy the Bed Chamber?”

Dang Mihee’s words were sharp as an awl.

“Mugyeol is hurt.”

At Shin Ah’s words, Dang Mihee snorted.

“He looks perfectly fine to me.”

“Mugyeol is hurt because brother So Mando beat him.”

When Shin Ah answered clearly, coldness swirled across Dang Mihee’s face.

Dang Mihee glared at Mugyeol, not Shin Ah.

“Are you too hurt to move? Or do you not have a mouth? Has your tongue been cut out?”

As Dang Mihee pressed him, Mugyeol gulped nervously.

Mugyeol knew from rumors what kind of person Dang Mihee was.

She was as venomous as a nine-tailed fox.

People from Yuwon Pavilion would be summoned by Dang Mihee for even small mistakes, and shortly after, they would disappear.

Without a sound or trace.

That’s why Mugyeol feared Dang Mihee.

Even though he was no longer a servant of the So Family Estate.

As Mugyeol tried to come out from under the Blanket, Shin Ah gripped his hand tightly.

It was a silent command to stay still.

Shin Ah knew about Dang Mihee even better than Mugyeol did.

Dang Mihee was someone who would dig deeper once you showed weakness, and if you gave her one thing, she would demand two more.

Shin Ah looked back at Mugyeol and whispered quietly.

“I’ll go. You stay still.”

Shin Ah felt she had a duty to protect Mugyeol, who was her person and still young. At least, that’s what Shin Ah herself believed.

Shin Ah left Mugyeol behind, got down from the Bed Chamber, and stood before Dang Mihee.

Dang Mihee clicked her tongue in irritation at the sight of the two children ignoring her words.

“What brings you here, Aunt?”

Even the bold question was absurd.

“You truly have no manners. And what have you done so well that you hold your head up so stiffly before an adult?”

“I haven’t done anything wrong.”

“How can you say you’ve done nothing wrong? I heard you defied your brother at Bogukgak!”

“I didn’t defy him, I saved brother So Mando.”

“What did you say?”

Other children would tuck their tails and beg for forgiveness if she so much as glared at them, but Shin Ah talked back point by point.

As Dang Mihee was about to retort, she first let out an exasperated sigh at the absurdity of an adult and child having a verbal fight.

Dang Mihee found this situation of arguing with Shin Ah ridiculous. And she found Shin Ah, who had created this situation, detestable.

Sparks flew from Dang Mihee’s eyes.

“Listen carefully, Aunt.”

Shin Ah looked at Dang Mihee quite dignifiedly and spread her palm wide.

“People get punished for hitting others. Isn’t that right?”

When Dang Mihee inadvertently nodded, Shin Ah folded her thumb.

“At Bogukgak, where escort training takes place, you get in trouble for personal fights, right?”

Whether Dang Mihee nodded or not this time, Shin Ah folded her index finger.

“It’s wrong to pass by someone who’s hurt.”

Shin Ah folded her ring finger and scrunched up her face.

She needed to fold one more finger, but couldn’t think of anything appropriate to say.

‘Oh well, whatever.’

Shin Ah folded her ring finger as well. Then all that remained of her wide-spread hand was just her middle finger.

And she thrust that small hand with only the middle finger sticking out toward Dang Mihee.

‘It’s a curse from the world I used to live in, so she won’t understand it. Who cares, as long as it makes me feel better.’

Shin Ah waved her hand so vigorously that her sleeves fluttered as she shouted.

“Am I wrong?”

She felt somehow manipulated by Shin Ah, but objectively, the child was only saying correct things.

But what was with that finger?

Dang Mihee found the waving finger very irritating.

She wrinkled her brow deeply.

“You’re right, but so what?”

“Brother So Mando did all of those things. He didn’t commit just one big sin, but a whole four of them! When brother So Mando beat Mugyeol nearly to death and he collapsed, I!”

Shin Ah pointed her middle finger toward Dang Mihee’s nostrils. Dang Mihee flinched.

“I stopped him because I was worried that if things got worse, brother So Mando might get kicked out of the Escort Agency.”

Dang Mihee closed her mouth.

She couldn’t believe everything Shin Ah said, but without knowing the detailed circumstances, it was difficult to refute her claims.

She looked Shin Ah up and down with displeasure.

‘Wasn’t this the child who was dying?’

She found Shin Ah, who was walking fine, talking back boldly, and had color in her cheeks, both amazing and disagreeable.

She had thought the child would die soon, so she hadn’t even bothered to pay attention.

But what on earth had made that child live?

“I think I should be praised by you, Aunt, not scolded.”

From Dang Mihee’s perspective, Shin Ah’s claim was sophistry. She came to her senses.

“Nonsense. Whether you were worried about So Mando or not, the fact that you defied your brother doesn’t change. Be careful from now on. I’ll be watching.”

Shin Ah stuck out her lower lip and nodded slowly.

That expression looked exactly like she was being provocative, making Dang Mihee’s insides boil with anger.

There was also something that had been bothering her since earlier.

“That hand! Aren’t you going to move your hand?”

Finally, Dang Mihee exploded in anger and shot up from her seat. Then she poured out nagging like rapid fire.

“When an adult is speaking, you should politely say ‘Yes.’ When an adult tells you to move, you move. Mando is also an adult to you. Do you understand? I’ll say it again – when an adult speaks, you respond with words. Well, I suppose it’s understandable that you wouldn’t know. Where would you have had the chance to learn? Born after devouring your mother, there was no one to teach you.”

Shin Ah, who had been listening silently, felt her eyes twitch.

A child who devoured her mother.

The mother who passed away after giving birth to Shin Ah was her reverse scale.

Although it was an awkward situation to call her biological mother after a mage’s soul had settled in Shin Ah’s body, her stomach churned, perhaps due to the imprinted memories.

Shin Ah’s eyes blazed with bloodshot fury.

Seeing that sight, Dang Mihee felt satisfied.

“From now on, I’ll teach you well. Let’s meet often, Shin Ah.”

Dang Mihee smiled gently, her eyes crinkling, and spoke affectionately. Then she extended her hand toward Shin Ah.

‘Giving poison then medicine? Why are you suddenly acting friendly? It’s like pushing someone off a cliff then offering a rotten rope. I don’t need it.’

Shin Ah glared at Dang Mihee and hid her hands behind her back.

A crack appeared in Dang Mihee’s brow. But it was only for an instant.

Sensing someone’s presence behind her, Dang Mihee quickly composed her expression.

‘One is Cheonrim, but who’s the other?’

As soon as she saw the face of the person who opened the door and entered, Dang Mihee’s question was answered while a new one arose.

‘Ok Chifung from the Huashan Sect? Why is he here?’

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