Chapter 37
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 37
Chapter Title: Temu Mountain Sword God (3)
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Temu Mountain Sword God, Baek I-seo, leisurely gazed at the silver-haired girl whose eyes had glazed over, her head lolling unsteadily as she struggled to hold it up.
‘She’s completely wasted...’
Truth be told, he’d only meant to have a casual drink and chat, but seeing how weak she was to alcohol, he’d teased her a bit—and now it had gone this far.
Doesn’t she know her own limit? She just kept eagerly accepting every glass he offered.
He felt a twinge of conscience... but anyway, it wasn’t his fault.
“Hey, can you hear me? You’re drunk. Just sleep it off.”
“Wha...?”
“You’re drunk.”
“Huh...?”
Words weren’t getting through, so he spread out a blanket, patted it, and signaled for her to lie down.
But Ji-an, staring blankly into space with unfocused eyes, simply shifted over and flopped right onto his thigh.
She lightly pushed her rumpled clothes aside where they’d bunched up against her stomach, then settled back in to lie down again. The motion somehow resembled a cat tidying its own bed.
“Hey, hello?”
“......”
“Guess she can’t hear me...”
With her eyes closed and breathing softly and evenly like that, she really did look like an angel.
Poke.
Her cheek was so soft. It wasn’t of this world. He could poke it a hundred times and never get tired.
“Sssip.”
At the crown of her head came the so-called baby scent. Like a fluffy mix of baby powder and cream.
And she calls herself an adult? If he hadn’t watched her antics all this time, he’d swear it was a lie.
“Pffft.”
She’s ridiculously cute.
That aside, he couldn’t help but wonder about her showing such a sloppy side in front of someone she’d just met.
‘Should I just broadcast this on the channel...’
But this little rascal seemed to be chasing another dopamine hit by revealing her identity, so it wouldn’t be right for a third party like him to stir up trouble.
Drip.
Drip, drip.
Pour...
“What the hell, is it raining?”
He’d planned to sip his drink while stargazing, but now this.
Looks like today just wasn’t his day. He quickly tidied up and prepared to hit the sack.
Rumble!
Kaboom─!
Thunder now? What next?
Weather was always fickle, but it had been ages since it’d been this erratic.
Rustle.
Rustle.
Thud.
“Hey, why do you keep crawling in? Go sleep over there.”
“Mmm...”
What’s this? Separation anxiety?
Watching Ji-an cling to one of his arms and curl up against him, Baek I-seo let out a bemused chuckle.
Online, she was a top-tier troll, but in person, she was a total different story.
‘......’
A beauty who could be an SNS star, with a voice like cotton candy, and mannerisms that built walls yet were surprisingly easy to breach.
This must be what they mean by “wanting to bite her just once.”
“Hey, hey, roll over or I’ll strip you naked for real.”
“Yaaawn...”
“She’s totally out of it.”
Clinging to the person next to her and passing out—was that her drunken habit?
She wasn’t causing a scene or anything, so it was pretty tame, all things considered.
Whoooosh─!
Rattle! Rattle!
“Ugh, what a shitshow...”
Why’s the wind picking up like this? The weather felt downright haunted.
Giving up on fixing it, Baek I-seo tucked Ji-an under his arm and flopped onto the bed.
Even with thunder crashing that loud, she sure slept through it well.
Cock-a-doodle-doo─!
Cock-a-doodle-doo!
A rooster crowed somewhere, and clutching her throbbing head, she cautiously lifted her heavy body.
“Hmmm...”
What? No memory of last night...
She remembered coming to Baek I-seo’s break room and cracking open some beers, but after that, it was all fuzzy.
“...?”
Wait, why am I in bed with this guy?
Her shirt was undone enough to expose her navel and under her chest, so feeling embarrassed, she quickly tugged it down.
“Feels sticky...”
Well, she’d passed out without showering last night, so it made sense.
Her underwear was peeking out, and her hair was a total mess—her own state was no better.
‘Morning... 9 AM.’
Time to get up, so a bit of noise shouldn’t matter.
She slipped out of bed, rinsed off in the shower, conjured a breeze to dust off her clothes, then put them back on and stepped out.
“...Yawn, you’re up?”
“Just now. Did I do anything weird last night?”
“No memory? You were really hammered...”
Why’s he looking at me so suspiciously? Did I actually screw up while drunk?
A chill ran through her as Baek I-seo grinned mischievously.
“You were kinda cute.”
“Huh?”
“Never mind, if you don’t remember, it’s fine.”
No, seriously, what?
Of course she couldn’t focus on anything else now.
Knowing that full well, Baek I-seo pulled a water bottle from the fridge and teased with a sly smile.
“You kept asking if you were cute while flashing your underwear.”
“What?”
“Kept stripping and clinging. I recorded it on my phone—check it.”
No way that happened.
Her, the dignified ruler of Bucheon and 21st-century pharaoh, making a fool of herself?
Pale-faced, she snatched his smartphone and hit play, but all that came out was soft breathing, no matter how long she waited.
“...?”
“Pffft... You fell for it. Aren’t you a bit too innocent?”
Damn you, Temu bitch.
She pouted and glared, and Baek I-seo, beaming, continued with mock advice.
“The clinging part’s true, though. Don’t drink with strangers. I could’ve dropped you right there. If I’d wanted, you’d have graduated from virginity last night.”
“......”
Could he pick his words a little better?
Still, she had been careless this time.
It ended with her just peacefully passing out—otherwise, if she’d thrown a tantrum, storms and landslides around the area wouldn’t have been surprising.
“...My head hurts.”
“No shit, after getting that wasted. Here, honey water.”
Sipping the bottled honey water he handed her, she checked her Archive account and channel status just in case.
‘Hm.’
Good, no signs of a rampage. She didn’t have any of the infamous top-three drunken habits.
Baek I-seo hadn’t blabbed uselessly either... So as long as she was careful next time, no big deal.
“Ah.”
Augh, fuck, the weather's going apeshit;
Rain, then lightning, wind blowing, more lightning.
Totally lost its shit lol
Temu you bastard, you live near me or what?
Global warming maybe? Weather's getting weirder every year.
Lightning's been crazy lately for real.
Woke me up from sleep hearing the thunder.
Yep, must’ve lost control of her powers while drunk.
But her emotions hadn’t fluctuated wildly, so the symptoms were pretty mild.
Squeeze.
“Eep, whatcha doing...?”
“Morning routine. Feels healing when I poke it.”
Knead, knead.
Squish.
Still dazed, she let Baek I-seo fiddle with her cheeks, then swatted his arm away to signal enough.
Once ready, they grabbed a quick bread breakfast before heading back to the empty training grounds.
“I’ll swing some wooden swords around, so call me if you succeed.”
“......”
Maybe from the drinking and crashing— or the memory blackout—but even the parts she’d nailed yesterday were tough at first.
But she was a super-genius Weathermancer and the great ruler of the skies. Before long, she successfully circulated mana through every point, then proudly called Baek I-seo over to show off.
“Fast. Got some real talent, huh?”
“Obviously.”
Once circulation succeeded, the key was getting used to it, he said.
Whether she truly had talent or not, she mastered that quickly, leaving only the final task.
“Maintain the circulation and spread the points out wide?”
“Yeah. Dozens of methods, but they all boil down to the same thing. If you create a meaningful effect that way, that’s physical enhancement for Hunters.”
Finally, the last chapter.
Master this, and she could mimic superhuman moves she’d dreamed of.
Lost in time, she focused on his teachings. By sunset, she finally succeeded in the long-awaited physical enhancement.
Just... not quite in the form she’d imagined.