The Youngest Daughter of the Hebei Peng Clan Is a Truly a Very Famous Little Heavenly Demon - Chapter 4

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4.

Wow. They actually bought it.

…But how did I do it.

That was the first question that came to mind as soon as I woke up. But immediately after, the intense pain that hit me made that question fly away in an instant.

“Ugh…”

Aside from when I fought those demonic sect bastards right after running away from home, it’s been a long time since I’ve been in this much pain. I groaned and felt around my stomach area.

White bandages. The faint smell of medicinal herbs.

This was professional work. Either a doctor, or a martial artist who had experienced countless situations like this and survived had treated me directly.

‘Could it have been that woman?’

From the aura I felt, she was almost on par with Foster Mother. Of course, that woman’s killing intent was real, but they were the same in that they could easily kill without even being serious.

At my current level, it was practically impossible to gauge her true skill.

I thought I was definitely dead, but her reaction became strange after seeing my face.

I searched through my memories.

‘If she’s on the same level as the Heavenly Demon, could she be one of the Five Supreme Masters?’

The Five Supreme Masters of the World.

Meaning the five peerless masters of the world, in the game they referred to NPCs who had reached the Hyeongyeong level.

I clearly remember the Heavenly Demon being third, but since I didn’t read the story, the rest are hazy.

Going down to the Ten Great Masters of the Martial World below that, I can only remember people from the demonic sect and Blood Sect side.

Well, of course, since I had almost no contact with righteous sect NPCs…

Creak.

Before I could even finish counting the list, the door opened. The person standing outside was a woman who seemed to have just passed twenty.

Brown hair with noticeably lighter pigmentation than typical Zhongyuan people. Skin as white and smooth as white jade. Clear features and remarkably red lips.

She was clearly a great beauty at first glance. Having assessed the woman’s face, I noticed the bandages, medicinal herbs, and wet cloth she was holding.

Suddenly the woman swayed.

Just when I was worried she might fall, she regained her balance and calmly closed the door. Then she rushed toward me like a bullet.

“Doa!”

Huh? Who?

Before I could ask back, she scattered all the things she was holding on the floor and knelt right in front of me.

Then, not daring to touch my bandaged torso, she continuously caressed my face with both hands.

“You’re awake, you’re awake. For two days, two whole days you didn’t regain consciousness. So I was worried you might never wake up. Because of me, you again, so.”

“Huh, huh?”

“Doa. My daughter.”

“…Huh? That, no, huh?”

Speechless, I let out a dumbfounded question. She was still carefully stroking my face.

Tears streamed down from her round eyes. Her gaze and gestures overflowed with deep affection.

Even if you brought a three-year-old child, they would be able to confirm her love. At that unfamiliar attitude, I instinctively became certain that a misunderstanding had occurred.

“Um, actually what I said back then was-“

“Ten years ago.”

She began with a heavily subdued tone.

“The wicked Blood Sect bastards attacked the Peng Family. It was when I had left my post to face a famous great demon leader of Makyō at the time.”

“Ah… Yes.”

“Fortunately, my husband and eldest son Ia had left Hebei to help me, so they were unharmed. …But at that time, my five-year-old young daughter was at the main house with relatives.”

She grimaced with an extremely pained expression.

“When I heard the news and rushed back, I couldn’t find that child’s body anywhere. So I… thought that my daughter, despite having a mother named Ju Sohui, had left this world alone due to this mother’s carelessness.”

“Wait a moment.”

“From the day I lost you, there wasn’t a single day I slept peacefully. But, I, because of me you again, I’m glad you’re safe. If you’re angry at this mother, you can hit me until your anger subsides-“

“Wait, wait a moment!”

I stopped her rampage.

The woman who heard my outcry looked at me with eyes mixed with guilt and affection. Cold sweat ran down my back.

I understood the situation.

‘She’s convinced I’m her daughter.’

Moreover, looking now, isn’t she the same person as that Hyeongyeong master who stabbed a sword into my back last night?

There was only one reason she didn’t kill me. Because she’s mistaking me for her lost daughter.

…But that can’t be right.

‘In the first place, my surname is Peng from Pengdori…! Not Peng from Hebei!’

The system just arbitrarily changed the name, ‘this body’ doesn’t have such a grand story as that woman mentioned.

“The story is very sad, but I never had parents from the beginning. If I lived in Hebei until I was five, there’s no way I wouldn’t remember…”

“Where in this world is there someone born without parents? When I examined your body, it was covered in scars. You must have experienced terrible things in the Blood Sect at such a young age, so you clearly lost your memory from the shock.”

“Memory? Me? No, it wasn’t that difficult. I even had a Foster Mother. Past tense though…”

That’s right.

The Heavenly Demon in the game was very fond of ‘this body’. Besides, it’s a game character, so how could there be scars?

It’s just a full-body permanent scar set for style (9,900 won each). The situation is taking an awkward turn.

“Don’t deny it.”

The woman carefully embraced my body. It was thoughtful consideration to not strain my wounds.

“Even if it was ten years ago, how could a mother not recognize her own child? Moreover, that scar on the back of your hand.”

She held my hand with an extremely caring touch.

“Those four dots aren’t birthmarks but scars you got when you were four while practicing the Peng Family’s external martial arts. Your face has grown exactly as it was when you were young, taking after me completely, and the scars remain the same, so how could I not recognize you?”

“…”

“You are definitely my daughter. There’s no mistake. My pretty baby.”

I rolled my eyes around.

‘Is it really true?’

Apart from being flustered by the sudden mother declaration, the situation was very coincidental.

Well.

You can create characters with the [Create New Account] button in games, but if that becomes reality, there must be parents in some way. Even though it’s a forced name change, the matriarch of the Peng Family is saying this.

“You seem to be half accepting it. Right?”

The woman who read my expression asked with a face where hope and guilt intersected.

The tears had stopped, but the tear tracks flowing down her cheeks remained. To show such maternal love with a face that seemed to have just passed twenty. Truly awkward.

…My actual mental age is in the late twenties. From what she’s saying, she’s definitely a master who has undergone rejuvenation.

“Um, then.”

“Ask me anything.”

“What’s my name?”

Right.

I swallowed my saliva.

This question is important. Depending on the answer, I can confirm how ‘this body’ was created.

The woman who received the question looked at my face for a moment and gave a bitter smile. She stroked my forehead with one hand, then kissed it lightly and said.

“Dori. Your name is Peng Dori.”

“What the f-“

uck.

I barely managed to hold back just the last word.

Even though I had half-uttered a curse right in front of her, this Hyeongyeong woman was just kissing my ear with eyes that said she found me adorable to death.

While doing so, perhaps bothered by the fact that she had personally slashed my stomach with her own hands, she occasionally glanced at my body with a face that looked more pained than the observer.

No.

But that’s not what’s important.

Peng Dori.

Wow. No.

Wow.

How can a person’s name be Peng Dori?

For a moment I almost asked her if she didn’t love her daughter very much. But even a fool could see that the maternal love she was sending me was too deep.

It seemed certain that this woman loved her daughter desperately.

But.

No.

Still.

…If you love someone, don’t name your daughter Pengdori!

‘Or is it because of me?’

Perhaps this background setting is the ‘protagonist’s’ default value, and only the name given by the user or the circumstances regarding scars change slightly.

Then did I create this woman with my own hands, making her someone who would name her beloved daughter Pengdori?

This is the worst.

“Um, elder.”

“What’s with such a stiff title? Call me mother like you did when you were little.”

My real mother is in South Korea, outside this game.

But it was obvious she would be sad if I maintained the title of elder.

Being weak to crying beauties, I had no choice but to compromise with myself.

“Then, mother.”

“Yes. Doa.”

An affectionate response comes back.

Since she called me Doa from the beginning, I wondered if my name might be ‘Pengdo,’ but it seemed to just be a nickname using the first character.

For reference, in Chūan, they mainly take one character from a name and attach ‘a’ to the front or back.

In my case, I could be called Ado, Doa, Ria, and so on.

Adding ‘a’ to the end gives a slightly more tender and intimate feeling. In modern terms, it’s like ‘my baby♡’?

Anyway.

I brought up the topic that had been bothering me greatly since I heard the sound ‘Ia’ a little while ago, but which I had intentionally been avoiding.

“From what you’re saying, it seems I have an older brother.”

“That’s right. He’s twenty-three now, seven years older than you.”

“What’s his name, by any chance?”

Ju Sohui answered my question.

“Peng.”

“Good heavens.”

I smacked my forehead.

Looking at the naming skills, it seemed I really was this family’s daughter.

…Please don’t tell me dad’s name is Penguin?

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