The Regressed Young Master’s Guide to Living on Easy Mode

Chapter 80 : Namgung Mu-gwang (2)

Namgung Mu-gwang had no choice but to be cautious.

He was the weak, and the being in front of him was the strong.

From the perspective of the ecosystem, he was a powerless herbivore, and the opponent was a carnivore. Among them, at least a tiger. It would not be strange to be eaten on the spot.

"Anyone would think I'm about to eat you."

Thud.

The first older brother said as he put down the tea. Namgung Mu-gwang wanted to retort, 'You! Weren't you trying to stab me in the eye just now!', but he held it in with extreme patience.

Because his intuition told him that if he were to say those words, his first older brother would grab the sword he had set aside at a speed invisible to the eye and swing it at him without a moment's hesitation.

Still, since this intuition was not perfect, he had thought about actually trying it, but in the end, he could not put it into practice.

"Tsk, tsk. For a man to have so little confidence."

Aside from his intuition, the first older brother he knew was not a person with a good enough personality to leave an opponent who defied him alone.

"Haha! The tea smells good."

"The tea smells like hell. Don't flatter me, you who don't even know about tea. It's so disgusting I feel like I'm going to puke."

"Ah, yes."

"You're good at answering."

You're the one who forces me to answer if I don't! You bastard!

"Yes, my little brother who lives like a worm, unable to die. What is the reason you have come to see your heavenly older brother?"

I'm sorry for coming to see my shitty older brother, you lowly worm.

"The atmosphere of the family has been strange recently."

"That's not something that should come out of the mouth of a guy who only drinks outside and plays with women."

"Although I have lived carelessly in the past, I have now changed my mind and intend to live properly."

"Now?"

"Now."

"It's already too late."

"It's late, but I'm still going to try."

"Hehehe. That was the funniest thing I've heard all year."

Namgung Mu-gwang, who had been sneering, drank the cold tea in front of him as his laughter did not stop.

He said it because he was told to. And then he was ridiculed.

It's a problem if I do this, and it's a problem if I do that. Later, it'll be a problem if I sit, a problem if I stand, and even if I say hello while passing by, it'll be a problem because I said hello.

"If you were trying to make me laugh, you succeeded."

"I'm serious."

"Oh!"

"I'm really serious!"

Namgung Mu-gwang repeatedly emphasized that his words were by no means a joke. As his first older brother had said just now, he did not think that he could change his reputation with just a few words now. Just as he was thinking of another reason, his first older brother spoke.

"So?"

His tone was different from before. Somehow...

"Do you believe me now?"

"Of course I don't. But weren't you a little brother with good intuition since you were young? I just judged that it wouldn't be bad to listen."

"I-I see."

That was a relief. That he had at least acknowledged his good intuition. But he was not sure if he would agree with the words that would follow.

Because even he wouldn't believe it if a guy who had been a ruffian for over ten years suddenly said such a thing.

Namgung Mu-gwang spoke, and his first older brother asked.

"Did the head of the family not give you an allowance?"

"He did, and a lot at that."

"Did the second one bully you again?"

"The second older brother's bullying has always been there."

"So you're saying that you're not angry at the head of the family or the second one, but you're going to slander them now. Is that what you're saying?"

"No. What I just said is what I felt."

"In the end, it's just a feeling."

"Yes. It's not just strange, it's like they've completely changed into different people."

"..."

A silence continued for a while.

Namgung Mu-gwang broke the silence and opened his mouth.

"You don't believe me, do you?"

"That's right. But didn't I say it before? I don't believe you, but I believe your intuition. So I was just lost in thought for a moment."

Is that a word or a fart? Should I just give him a good punch? At this moment, his intuition was telling him again. The moment he harbored that thought and put it into action, he would be immediately subdued by that annoying guy.

"However, even if your intuition is true, there is no justification to check the head of the family or the second one right away."

"Justification?"

"Yes. A fool like you wouldn't know, but this world, no! The martial world we live in is a world that starts with justification and ends with justification, it's no exaggeration to say."

His first older brother tapped his empty teacup. Namgung Mu-gwang quickly poured tea. His first older brother, who had drunk the teacup, said.

"It's cold."

It's a problem even if I pour it. His first older brother, who had clicked his tongue again, continued to speak.

"The head of the family and the second one are the direct line of the Namgung family. Moreover, the head of the family is no different from the king of this place."

"But isn't that the same for you, older brother? And you're the young head of the family. Can't you just go and ask?"

"You with a moron's brain, little brother."

"Yes!"

He answered out of spite now.

"You're still good at answering. Listen well. Even if I go and ask, what will you do if they say no?"

Uh...

"Will you answer 'It's a feeling!' in front of the head of the family or the second one then? Will they confess, saying 'Hehehe! I'm caught!'?"

Uh...

Drip.

This time, his first older brother poured tea into his own cup himself. And the tea that was falling was surely cold, but steam was rising, and he was witnessing the mystery of it being heated in real time before his eyes.

Is he a crazy bastard? It was a pure admiration in a different sense from before.

Namgung Mu-gwang decided to put off the revenge of the sword scar he had sworn to for a while.

Because this was a joint front.

'When that bastard gets old and senile and shits on the wall! I'll get my revenge!'

"So who was it?"

At his first older brother's question, Namgung Mu-gwang answered loudly.

"It's the old man Gu, the warehouse keeper."

* * *

The warehouse was no exaggeration to say that it contained the annual budget of Namgung.

Being in charge of the warehouse was the same as being a key figure in Namgung.

Gu had worked in the Namgung family for longer than anyone else, and he was the oldest among the warehouse keepers.

The night shift worker who had been guarding the warehouse all night greeted Gu, who had come to relieve him.

"Old man, there's still time before the shift change, but you're here early."

"When you get old, you just lose sleep. Go in and rest first. I'll take over your shift."

The previous worker stretches his body, which had been stiff all night.

"Ugh! Then, I'll be in your debt today. Instead, I'll work longer next time."

"Hehehe. We live by helping each other. Go on in."

Gu, who had smiled kindly, quickly changed shifts and stood guard at the warehouse as usual.

Although he was old, his appearance was the standard of a steady guard duty that anyone could see.

Just then, someone approached the warehouse.

Gu, who had confirmed the person, looked slightly surprised.

Gu had worked in Namgung for over 30 years. In all that time, he had never seen the combination of those two people.

One was the great young master of the Namgung family and the top among the rising stars, the Sword Dragon, Namgung Byeokgeom.

The one next to him was a direct descendant of the Namgung family, but a ruffian of the Namgung family who was not even worthy of the name Namgung, the Earth Dragon, Namgung Mu-gwang.

Unlike the Sword Dragon, the Earth Dragon was a nickname given to mock Namgung Mu-gwang.

There was a difference as big as the sky and the earth between those two.

Gu naturally expressed his doubts.

"Why are the two of you together... here?"

Namgung Byeokgeom, who had grinned, put his hand on the hilt of his sword. Seeing that, Namgung Mu-gwang shook his head and mouthed without a sound.

'He's a madman!'

As expected, Namgung Byeokgeom suddenly thrust his sword at the old man Gu's eyes.

Before coming here, the madman... no! His first older brother had said.

-A guy with a guilty conscience always cleans up after himself well.

Why on earth was he talking about X while he was eating?

Is it all if you've finished eating? What!

-So I've always disliked guys who are clean even after digging into their past.

Even so, isn't it wrong to thrust a sword before even saying hello?

Namgung Mu-gwang knew from his trained experience. That sword, although it looked like it was going to pierce his eyes, would stop right in front of his pupils.

But Gu, who was experiencing this for the first time, would surely not know. He would surely be flustered, thinking, what crazy guy is suddenly thrusting a sword at me.

And his first older brother's sword did not stop.

Huh?

Gu was also not pierced by the sword.

Huh?

Gu, who had dodged the sword by bending his back, bounces back up.

Namgung Mu-gwang's mouth dropped open at the sight.

He was the one who had pointed out Gu.

The reason was just that his intuition was strange.

Gu's known martial prowess was between third-rate and second-rate.

But the movement he had used to dodge the blow just now was at least first-rate or higher.

His first older brother, retrieving his sword, said with a deeper smile.

"Little brother, wasn't I right?"

That's right. His first older brother, although he was an asshole, was not a person who said wrong things.

It was just that he was a fucking asshole.

(End of Chapter)