The Golden Sun of the Academy

Episode 81

Erosion(1)

I sat next to Yeriel and gazed at her scabbard.

Then, I quietly looked at Kanghyuk on the bed.

madam. I’m trying to groom my baby as a surprise gift before he wakes up, but hesitation to this extent is quite annoying.

What kind of surprise is that if Kanghyuk wakes up during the grooming?

To be honest, I was also impatient.

No matter how much the main character of the original work – Kang Hyuk – is like a lump of baggage, he should have comforted me as a team leader for his hard work today.

I will turn around.

The cramped mind is still there, but my body naturally continued to work close to tidying up.

Not only the exterior of the sword, but also the scabbard needed light maintenance.

A black iron scabbard covered in dust is in his hand.

It’s something I’m good at, but the reaction from the audience is still not good.

Thinking that if I stayed like this, I might miss the night, I talked to Yeriel.

“Are you worried?”

[Muh, what bullshit! You don’t worry about anything?!]

“If you have nothing to worry about, you can just decide. procrastination.”

[…] … .]

-Boo-wook.

I grabbed the clean side of the silk that I had used up while grooming the sword body with both hands and tore it apart.

The setting was already done, so I lightly stroked the sheath of the black sword with silk.

Grooming the sword itself is important, but this is the health room. If the after-cleaning is not tidy, it is a bonus to hear from the nurse.

In addition, if the scabbard is not managed properly, the twisted scabbard may cause damage to the sword itself.

When it comes to swords, this kind of meticulousness settled in my mind like mysticism.

I rubbed the silk that was gently trimming the scabbard with force and pressed it hard.

Oh wow, there’s a lot of dust on it.

If you clean these things well, the sheath will last a long time, and when you look at the outside, the sword will stand out while shining brightly.

While waiting for permission to come, I looked Yeriel up and down to check on her condition.

The first thing I saw was the dust that was smudged all over the pure white iron scabbard.

The visual information coming in through the eyes naturally draws Yeriel’s sword body, which the brain saw during the game, and the inside of her scabbard is visible as if it were seeing through perspective.

uhh The condition is very serious.

The area near the cross guard is full of grease due to poor polishing.

On the sword body, red-iron-colored rust was slowly coming up, probably caused by Kang-hyeok’s sweat.

[…] … .]

I wanted to immediately pull out Yeriel from the scabbard and sharpen it to the level of replacing the entire sword body, but I held back.

First, finish off the black sword in your hand.

I turned my gaze to the hand that naturally stroked the scabbard.

The black sword, which had been finished before I knew it, was shining so brightly that I couldn’t even imagine that it had been used in battle just before, and that it had rolled around in the threatening dust.

-Pak!

Lastly, the silk was spread out and the black sword was placed on top of it, then the silk was wrapped and secured to the scabbard with gold thread.

Now. this one is over

No, anyway, isn’t this too much? I’m still struggling with how to finish the whole trimming.

The moment I opened my mouth to think that if this happened, the real night could happen or Kang-hyeok could happen.

[excuse me… … .]

Yeriel opened her mouth.

* * *

“So what is the answer?”

Receiving Golden Sun’s arrogant gaze, Yeriel hesitated for a long time.

The corner of the mouth twisted up, even though I do this, I don’t accept it and I’m hungry? He seemed to be asking Yeriel.

Did he see through her troubles?

“Are you worried?”

My chest sank.

worry? was I thinking

[Muh, what bullshit! You don’t worry about anything?!]

“If you have nothing to worry about, you can just decide. procrastination.”

[…] … .]

I was about to shake. yes you got over the hurdle

Of course, his polishing skills are seemingly excellent… … No, it is so excellent that no one can follow it.

In the strange atmosphere, Yeriel let out a sigh.

Perhaps her reaction was laughable, but the cynical Geum Taeyang turned her gaze to her sword.

Confidence, certainty, and composure can be seen in his expression.

He didn’t bother to urge the unanswered Yeriel. No, it seems there is no need to rush.

started moving again.

Looking at the golden sun leisurely looking at her black sword sheath, Yeriel’s mouth naturally built up dry saliva.

Then his expression becomes serious again.

-Boo-wook.

Even while organizing the scabbard, he tore this fine silk without hesitation.

Then he started rubbing slowly.

Press the silk with the inside of the first knuckle of your thumb to remove the dust from the scabbard.

slow, slow.

As if savoring the exterior of the scabbard, he rubbed very slowly and densely.

A fragrant scent of perfume flowed from the open jingom oil bottle and began to stimulate Yeriel’s sense of smell.

It was just perfume mixed with oil, but to the sword, Yeriel, it felt sweeter than the heavenly perfume.

As I struggled for a long time, immersed in the scent of jingom incense, Taeyang’s hand gesture caught my eye.

Like a carnivore chasing its prey, the passionate movement is nowhere to be seen, and it begins to play its guts leisurely like a leisurely bison.

Yeriel, who was watching this, was swallowing the dry saliva that filled her mouth without realizing it.

uh? crazy… … .

It’s just that the speed at which he moves has changed, but the atmosphere is completely reversed.

It was like watching a violinist playing a slow violin piece.

I watched as if I was bewitched by the scene where his thumb covered the shredded silk was stroking the scabbard.

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Just in time, the golden sun turned her gaze and met Yeriel’s eyes. His eyes scan Yeriel up and down.

The back bone was cold.

Yeriel couldn’t escape from his gaze penetrating her inside.

The scabbard scabbard rubbing softly and the friction of the silk begin to sound like sweet music made from stringed instruments to Yeriel.

Through the silk and black sword, the song played by the golden sun stimulated Yeriel’s imagination and eventually led her into her imagination.

In the middle of the desert of heat, you can see a stone palace decorated with colorful silk. Yeriel was in it.

In the middle of the palace, there is a small fountain that gracefully circulates water.

The famous swords from all over the world arranged neatly around Yeriel seemed to be helping her.

A woman whose face is covered with a veil brings a whetstone and presents it to the golden sun.

He sat down, held her up with both hands, and began to sharpen her blade.

[ah… … .]

Golden Sun smiles as she looks down at Yeriel, whose mouth opens involuntarily and exclamations of admiration.

– Swoop.

As Yeriel’s blade was sharpened on the whetstone, the golden sun asked.

‘Why are you so refusing? Can’t I just accept it?’

Looking at her with the corner of his mouth slightly raised, the real smile on his face is ironic.

Yeriel couldn’t think properly because her whole body seemed to be melting at the golden sun’s whetstone that accurately scratched Yeriel’s itchy parts.

[I know… … why were you refusing? ah… … . i hate you disgusting So I refuse.]

Hearing Yeriel’s question, Taeyang’s smile deepened.

It’s like a reward for a good answer. He rubs Yeriel on the whetstone once more.

– Swoop.

‘Why don’t you like it? Could it be because of Kang Hyuk?’

I shook my head.

The answer to this was fixed, so I was able to answer right away.

[I am Ego Sword. It is a sword with an ego, and a sword that serves only one master. But you have the ability to deny my origin.]

– Swoop.

‘okay? Is it okay if I clean you up without using my abilities?’

Yeriel’s expression, which had been about to become sharp for a moment, melted at once at the sensation of the cool sharpness of the blade’s touch.

I couldn’t help but admire his skill at picking out and scratching only the itchy spots.

[Ugh… … .]

‘Think carefully. He said it wasn’t because of Kang Hyuk. If that’s the case, isn’t it possible for me to polish?’

[no… … It is also because of Hyuk.]

-S… … .

The golden sun, which was about to rub Yeriel on the whetstone, stopped moving.

He was still looking down at Yeriel, motionless like a still image.

‘I don’t like children who change their words… … Could that be an excuse? Think again.’

[no. It’s not an excuse. No matter how much I think about it, there is no owner like Hyuk?]

‘No. You should reverse your thinking, Yeriel.’

[huh… … ?]

‘I didn’t ask about the owner. whatever it is Think carefully. Kang Hyuk is your master. A sword and its owner are inseparable, but maintenance is so neglected? Just because I don’t know?’

[…] … That, like that.]

In an instant, Yariel became a mute drank of honey, unable to speak.

‘Isn’t that what the owner is using?’

[stop… … .]

Yeriel wanted to cover her ears in response to Golden Sun’s barrage of questions. However, there was no way to stop her as a sword.

Geumtaeyang, who had been attacking coolly, whispered softly, as if he had changed his method this time. It was such a sweet voice.

‘It’s not like I’m going to be the owner. you suffered too Isn’t this kind of luxury worth enjoying? And seeing it like that, it’s nothing strange, isn’t it just simple polishing?’

[…] … .]

‘And if I take it lightly, even Kanghyuk won’t notice?’

[…] … no way?]

‘Think about what he used to be like. He says he’s working hard, but he’s only focusing on training himself. It may not be of interest to you. I don’t think they’ll know about dusting lightly.’

[That… … peel? If that’s enough… … ?]

Geum Taeyang’s smile deepens as he sits in a chair and looks down at her.

There was no malice on his face as he looked down on Yeriel with an expression of infinite benevolence, but strangely, Yeriel couldn’t shake the feeling of being sucked into him.

Why am I like this? something is weird… … .

The golden sun’s face, which was visible in the field of vision, gradually blurred. The moment when Yeriel felt the blurring of her five senses.

-Pak!

A sound struck and awakened her mind, which had been lost in her imagination.

It was the sound of air bursting as the silk was pulled tight.

As I woke up, the things in my field of vision changed.

The martyr’s palace disappeared and became a health room with the bitter scent of alcohol mixed with the sweet scent of jingom oil.

It felt like my stomach was churning at the momentary change of vision.

The gold sun that came into view was not holding a whetstone.

She was spreading a fine silk to wrap her fully groomed partner.

As soon as he finished his work with a serious expression, he turned his gaze to Yeriel.

Seeing his gaze urging him to answer, Yariel pondered over the imaginary conversation.

Even a steel sword with no special features is treated like that… … .

If it’s just for a moment, I want to receive it too.

[With the scabbard… … Do it.]

He opened his tightly closed mouth.