Chapter 25: what is the person’s name.

Cheon Hye-rin’s wandering gaze was finally fixed on me.

Just like she did every day, all day long.

At the end of that gaze, there was a deep emotion for me.

Really, with a distance of about a piece of paper, she and I exchanged glances.

“I’m getting a little… annoyed.”

“…?”

“…Your face keeps getting handsome… and you’re getting famous, so aren’t other b*tches sticking to you? I can’t sleep because I’m annoyed. I wish you’d just do it moderately…”

She spoke in a quiet voice from a very close position.

“It’s probably just Cheon Hye-rin who sees it that way.”

“Y, you…. what kind of-“

For a moment, Cheon Hye-rin’s face froze.

Then, the two eyes that met each other widened.

“Just like I see Cheon Hye-rin not as a cold-blooded Sword Empress but as a warm person. If I had my way, I’d be in an even closer relationship soon-“

“…St, stop. Stop! You need to be aware of yourself… really…!”

Cheon Hye-rin hurriedly cut off her words.

Perhaps she was aware that her own face had turned red as if it would explode.

A hot feeling rushed out.

Cheon Hye-rin, who felt my gaze, looked at me and became subtle at the same time.

“Don’t… look at me too much. Don’t misunderstand.”

Cheon Hye-rin seemed to be trying hard not to express affection to me.

She barely opened her eyes and looked at me.

The pink outline was still clearly rising.

“…I’ll be going now.”

Cheon Hye-rin continued those words with difficulty.

That appearance, with her neatly sitting and leaning back, was beautiful like a flower shyly blooming on a cliff.

She originally seemed cold, but the expression she’s showing now was extremely hot.

She covers her mouth with her hand.

She keeps hesitating repeatedly. That appearance seems like a flower that has been left alone until now is at a loss for what to do with the warmth it feels for the first time with something precious by its side.

…

…She was born to be loved. She had a very beautiful impression.

When I turned my head, all sorts of emotions flashed through her two eyes.

She seems to be expecting something.

“Be careful on your way.”

When I got up from my seat and tried to approach her as if I was going to hug her,

Cheon Hye-rin, who was terrified, made her face red to the tips of her ears as if it would explode at any moment with a dazed face, and fell.

“…Really. It’s hard to bear.”

“What does that mean?”

“It means that something that looks delicious keeps tempting me, so my mind is confused.”

Cheon Hye-rin, who was trying hard to suppress the hot feeling above her chest, looked to me like she was just trembling still.

Did something delicious come to mind?

After that, I went with Demon Brain to meet the people that Hong Yeon said she would introduce.

‘Whistleblower.’

It’s not difficult to talk. It’s not like I can’t find them. If I tell the facts as they are, that’s it. But it’s suffocating to get all the evidence one by one.

‘Cheon Hye-rin is looking at me favorably.’

I scratched the back of my head.

She’s definitely finding out as much as possible about those who are suspected of being spies.

Judging by the fact that she doesn’t bring up anything about it, it seems like she doesn’t want to involve me in this incident.

On the other hand, Demon Brain was highly likely to be quite looking forward to me.

From his point of view, I was a guy who had been hiding his power for several years, and even learned all sorts of absolute martial arts of the Demonic Cult.

I should say it’s a blessing in disguise.

Still, I knew enough to narrow down the whistleblowers roughly.

I had watched countless times the guys who betrayed me while the story progressed.

But I didn’t know everyone exactly.

It was difficult to remember the guys who didn’t have illustrations with just their names, and no matter how much of a stagnant water I was, I didn’t memorize the latter half of the newly released story.

Even so, just one. I know one spy who has infiltrated the leadership of the Demonic Cult.

It would be awkward no matter how I said it as it is.

I’ve been pondering dozens of times, but I can’t get a sense of it.

The more I think about it carefully, the more complicated my accident becomes.

In the end, I spent the night again with my eyes open.

‘It’s not bad to catch them one by one.’

The guys are also guys who have survived in the Demonic Cult, which is strong self-respect on the surface. It wouldn’t be solved so easily.

I shouldn’t force myself to come up with an answer while covering my head. I needed evidence that matched it.

‘Should I just tell all the guys I know one by one?’

But if I do that, a guy who has no contact with the high-ranking leaders would know the Demonic Cult in detail, and he would be calling all the spies one by one. It could backfire on me.

I’m already receiving something similar to a warning from the leadership, so it’s natural to see that I’m getting even more suspicion.

Even if it’s frustrating, I had no choice but to find another way.

Just as I was about to move my feet,

Such words popped out of Demon Brain’s mouth.

“Do you know that a woman’s heart is… different from males.”

“Yes?”

“It’s a bit out of the blue, but… even if the body, appearance, and wealth are related… the most important thing is the heart. The heart.”

“That means how much this man cares about me. Loves me. And devotes himself to me. This is it. That’s all there is to it.”

“What does that mean all of a sudden?”

“You seem to be lacking confidence in front of me, so I’m telling you. I can clearly see such a falling  in front of me… What do you think. Should I help you directly?”

“…”

Demon Brain also had this side to him.

He’s offering to give me a romantic relationship lecture at his age.

He must have been frustrating enough.

“These are the ones who will work with you from today.”

Thousands of Assassins.

An organization that is ranked among the elites in the Demonic Cult.

A crazy group where the lowest ranking member starts from the beginning of a super-expert.

They were also the ones who always stepped forward whenever something happened in the Demonic Cult.

And the place that Cheon Hye-rin used to lead.

I can see Cheon Hye-rin, who was waiting for me there, deliberately avoiding my gaze.

And…. the others are all wary of me to the point that their nerves are on edge.

“Sit here.”

“These people are famous…”

I momentarily looked at the members sitting in the seats.

One woman with a pipe and arranging a bandage.

One more woman who is yelling next to her.

…Including one muscle pile that looked like the rock I broke at that time, three in total.

The other one is…… tanned blonde hair on bronze skin… He’s not a yakuza, right? Strictly speaking, this is such a place. Including this person, there are four.

“Welcome to the Thousands of Assassins. Please call me Yang Hujang.”

“…Um, your name is a bit unique.”

The woman who was arranging the bandage was the one who reached out her hand first.

…..

Yang Hujang.

If you take away Yang, it’s… Hujang. How can a person’s name be…..

When I glanced at her, she was clenching her fist tightly and making a scary expression.

I should say that a gaze that says she’ll kill me if I tease her was firmly getting stuck.

The moment I eat, my neck might fly away.

“I’m Lee Cheong… Um, a pretty in my heart friend has come in?”

Following that, the woman next to her also showed interest in me.

By the way, isn’t her tone too light? She calls me small cooperative, but I don’t know if she’s keeping her manners or not.

Somehow, it’s a bit burdensome if a woman who barely seems to be in her early thirties approaches me like this in the Demonic Cult.

While I was thinking like that inwardly, I saw Cheon Hye-rin watching me.

Lee Cheong, who was slowly approaching.

But a man who interupt in between cursed in a thick voice.

“Here we go again. Her eyes are spinning as soon as she sees a man.”

The man, who was branded as Gold Tae-yang in my head, shook his head.

“…Th, thank you”

When I put out such words, Gold Tae-yang nodded his head.

But Lee Cheong, who interupt in that silence, raised her fist.

“Hey, ssiba, aren’t you getting out of the way? Do you think men who look delicious like that are common in the Demonic Cult?”

“You crazy b*tch, heu. You don’t even look back when you reach out.”

“You dog. Are you and him the same? Why are you comparing a face that’s ground in a millstone to that?”

“Your words are too harsh. You damn b*tch.”

Gold Tae-yang and Lee Cheong started arguing at once.

…Hujang, who is quietly standing there, seems to have a better personality.

At least when it comes to competent subordinates in most martial arts novels, they are usually described as dignified and great figures.

One’s name is Hujang.

Gold Tae-yang, crazy b*tch…. The muscle pile that’s been quietly standing since earlier.

“Ahem, I’ll welcome you for now. You can call me Yang Tae-yang. I’m often called Tae-yang.”

“Are you close with the person over there?”

“Um, there’s one rule. Can you refrain from putting me together with that year?”

Lee Cheong, who was listening to that next to him, interupt.

“You’re the one who’s tied to me. Say the words right.”

“-By what?”

“The loser who’s weaker than me is underneath, then what else? Is even that underneath big? I guarantee it’ll be 3 seconds-“

“Crazy b*tch, how big are your breasts? And from the beginning, I became a Indigo song because of you years, so get lost.”

Next to Yang Tae-yang, who was saying that, my thoughts were momentarily stopped because of a word I heard in the middle.

“…Are you a indigo song ?”

Embarrassment rushed to Yang Tae-yang’s face, who was looking at me. And Lee Cheong, who grabbed that as an opportunity, opened her mouth.

“That’s right! Now that I think about it, this guy… was actually aiming for it! To work on his favorability-“

“-Surely it’s not real!? I like women too! That’s what I’m saying! A crazy b*tch is ruining my image from the first day…”

While watching the two, who started arguing again, I glared at Demon Brain.

Judging by the fact that he doesn’t even try to stop them, as if he’s used to it, it seems like it’s not a daily occurrence.

Hujang… Indigo song Gold Tae-yang… Carnivorous woman.

What the hell is this group.

I sighed deeply and suddenly felt like I was a fool for worrying.

I approached the man who was like a huge taesan.

“What…… Is there anything to introduce?”

“…”

“I’m Huta.”

“Yes?”

“Lee Cheong, former name…. Huta.”

From Hujang to Huta.

It’s very crazy.

“I’m talking about your name, not that person.”

“My name is Kwan Ryang… It is.”

“Yes.”

“…By any chance, are you interested in Indigo song”

This guy’s not normal either.

I think I know why the Demonic Cult is the Demonic Cult.

A collection of crazy guys is the Demonic Cult.

“Is this right, Demon Brain.”

“Um, still Yang Tae-yang is more of a normal person. And even if the others look like that, they’re about to surpass the super-expert in terms of skill.”

“You’re going to weed out the spies with such personnel?”

“It’s not up to the person who declared Sword Empress as his woman in front of me to say this or that. Hehe.”

Um.

Now that you say that, I’m not normal either.

I was able to understand.

The reason why I was brought to a place that is not for normal people.