Became the Blind Male Lead in a Reversed World

2 – Episode 2 Namgoong Yeonha

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“Hmm…there…nicely…no, very good.”

“You seem to be very stiff.”

“These days I’ve got a lot of work so..”

Namgoong Yeonha, who had groaned several times, was now lying on me, relaxing his body and enjoying a massage.

What kind of work is it? Well, isn’t this a novel at some point?

As I said before, I have only seen three episodes of this novel, including the prologue.

Moreover, the main character has not yet appeared properly.

There was a scene of various martial artists and great figures analyzing some kind of crisis.

It seemed like a production showing the heroine’s past at the point where the protagonist appeared.

“I’ll put down the blanket now..”

“J-just a little more.”

See this? He seems to enjoy being touched secretly?

Anyway, I came across this martial arts novel just because it was recommended on ○○ Wiki.

I started with the setting collection since it was hot these days, but gave up after 3 episodes.

In other words, I only know the characters from the short stories and the samples in the setting collection.

So I wondered if I should gather information to know more about the original content, but..

“Okay. They fight often in the original, but I don’t really want to participate.”

Let’s stay quiet like this and touch the bodies of these beauties, dropping saliva.

“Uh-hee… ♡”

Namgoong Yeonha’s voice begins to sweeten considerably.

This is good. Now is the time when the rigid historical style softens and relaxes like this.

In the end, the voice of a female is what counts; when she lets go like this, it sounds like a reward.

“Um.. now I really have to put down the blanket.”

“Oh..okay. Please put it back.”

Namgoong Yeonha said he understood, but seemed curious about something.

“Is it a good time to relax?”

“Well, not really. It’s not beneficial to keep the illness settled in your body for too long, right?”

“…..”

I can feel Nam Gung-yeon-ha’s gaze. Perhaps she was surprised.

“To be honest, I somewhat figured it out when Cheol-hoon mentioned that he came here to listen to the story. Are you suffering from Qi imbalance wind*?”

“Treat it as a secret for those wives standing over there.”

“Yes.”

“It was a year ago. No matter how much effort I put into it, the circulation of Qi in my body wasn’t functioning properly, and I struggled to learn more difficult martial arts. At first, I thought it was just a wall that I felt. However, after listening to Baek Cheol-hoon’s words and secretly visiting a physician…”

I had contracted Qi imbalance wind.

“It’s not an incurable disease, but it’s a challenging one to cure. If a well-trained mother with a sharp mind found out, she would definitely reject me. Mother wouldn’t forgive me for the gap until I’m cured. That’s why I couldn’t easily obtain herbal medicine.”

She spoke gloomily, and I found her cute as I gently stroked her head.

It was a privilege of a man in a reversed world.

“…What’s your name?”

“Eun-ho. Jang Eun-ho.”

“Eun-ho, I have advice for you. Don’t casually touch a woman’s head.”

Suddenly changing the course, huh? Hearing her mumbling, I smirked.

—Ugh, that really looks… dangerous..

“Your Highness.”

“…Why? Why are you like this?”

“I can hear everything. When you can’t see ahead, the senses that develop the most are hearing and touch.”

“……..”

Maybe she blushed at this moment.

Anyway, she wasn’t so heartless as to not treat the heroine’s Qi imbalance wind. With a smile, I said,

“If you come to me for just a week, I will cure your Qi imbalance wind.”

I confidently spoke. After all, my acupuncture skills were quite exceptional.

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Curing Qi imbalance wind in just one week.

Is that really possible?

*Note: “Qi imbalance wind” refers to an energy imbalance in traditional East Asian medicine.

You usually have to take herbal medicine every day for 5 years without missing a single day for the treatment to be possible.

But just for a week?

There is a reason why I don’t look for herbal medicine.

As a martial artist, growth continues until death, but there is a heyday. During that time, you have to build up as much as possible to inherit the position of the Dragon Sword from my mother.

My mother will not allow me to waste five years.

Even so, I decided to entrust my body to him with half doubts.

At first, I acted as if I suspected him a little because I thought he was a man who came down from the sky and did selfish acts, but I really didn’t know that he had the ability.

To be honest, before meeting this man, I was convinced that I would have to go up to Taebaek Mountain to find him. Before meeting, confidence. After meeting, doubt. It changed again after sharing stories.

People’s fickleness was no different from changing form, like water.

“I will do the first treatment.”

I relaxed my body. I didn’t feel the sensation of the needle piercing.

There was no way to know if Qihai Feng was cured. The only sure way to know if Qihai Feng has occurred is to circulate Qi for a long time at a consistent level. If Qi flows heavily, it is likely to be Qihai Feng. It may also be due to someone who is simply inexperienced in using Qi. Unless the Qi was intentionally scattered. From the 3rd grade onwards, this was the most authentic way to check.

Suddenly, a man named Eunho started singing a song.

It was a mysterious tone.

Unknowingly, I closed my eyes to the comforting sound of the song.

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“Young master. Young master!”

“…Father?”

“Yes?”

“Oops..!”

What nonsense have I just said? I felt my face hot with embarrassment. It’s not like I’m a child.

Eunho was momentarily dazed, then laughed and said.

“Yes. I’m your father. Young master.”

Why did I have a strange and oppressive feeling in my chest?

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Something. It felt suffocating. But… it wasn’t bad.

Because of the strange and ticklish feeling, I deliberately tried to control my emotions and said, “No, don’t make fun of me.”

Of course, I didn’t come out as dignified as my mother.

“Goodbye!”

“… See you tomorrow.”

2.

“Lord Gaga, the youngest son of the Haebuk Pang family, has arrived.”

Nangong Yeon-ha, also a 3-star, asked while cleaning her sword, a real Gaga Nangong-sa who is not extremely trashy.

“Come to think of it, didn’t we decide on that Pang Ochul would be the fiance of the eldest daughter?”

Her force was truly that of a giant tiger. She seemed to be looking at a mountain army.

A female officer boasting a large height that even men of Nangong’s original world would be frightened of, unlike the neat-looking Nangong Yeon-ha.

If Eun-ho had seen her, he would have thought of her as just a man who was a woman (based on his original world).

She held a giant sword of just one meter and seventy centimeters and looked at her subordinates with a rough face, mistaken for a Pangga.

“Who cares about your Qi Hyeol-pung? You caught it in your prime as a daughter-in-law.”

If it had been a cruel old age, they would have immediately cut off your household register and sent you into exile as a slave, but not these days. If you did that, the naive and meddlesome prince would throw a tantrum.

“Look here.”

As he called out, the naked male servants rushed towards him.

When Nangongsaya’s grandmother was an era, enjoying this kind of stuff was forbidden.

But Nangongsaya was different.

She hated tradition and weakness. What she inherited from Nangungsega was just one thing.

The brain sword that divides the sky.

She was a strong 5-star woman with the title of Brain Dragon Sword.

Her subordinates were worried.

“That… Lord Nangong Yeon-ha hasn’t returned yet. Shouldn’t we be meeting Pang Ochun instead?”

Even if he told his male servants to step back, there wouldn’t be enough, but he was enjoying the service by putting Pangga in front of the door.

“Those filthy Pangga bastards. If only my mother hadn’t written those alliances so thoughtlessly….”

Her thoughts were exactly as follows. She was full of desire to abandon her daughter, who was affected by a weak pulse around the third-level, because it was difficult to sell under her household register due to her naive martial arts. She even wanted to make a connection with Jang Sang-woo, who has a solid position in recent times, using his good looks inherited from her father. “Lord Gaju, Nam Gung Yeon-ha has arrived.” “Let the trash be afraid together.” There was little difference between 3rd-level garbage that did not suit Nam Jeong-ne’s ability in martial arts or Noryong sword. “What now?” “What else?” “It seems that my fiance met a man called Shin-seon.” What kind of nonsense is this? 3 Nam-gung Yeon, who walked down Nam-gung Se-ga’s hallway, turned his head at the strange noise. “Annoying!!” His eleven-year-old sister, Nam-gung Si-ah. “What’s the fuss about, screaming with a face flushed?” “Mother’s parasite in-laws are the problem!” Nam-gung Yeon-ha glanced at Si-a when she glared at her. “Problem…?” “What’s the problem?” “My father, my sister, and my own faults! It hasn’t been long before my father disposes of my sister!” It was something that could not be easily passed on. “Lead me there. I’ll kill them myself.” Bang! After hitting the door of the place where the parasite in-laws were staying, Nam-gung Yeon-ha rushed inside. “Who is disgracing my father dared to come out?” Ehek! The parasite in-laws attempted to flee, but Nam-gung Hyeon-a subdued them with her gaze. “Sure. Have you seen what you’ve done in front of my young sister? Let me hear it too.” With a look of anger, Nam-gung Yeon-ha roared.

At that moment, there was a man hiding in the corner. A pale face that one could see even from afar. This eerie and bizarre man, by just removing the makeup from his face, possessed a beauty that surpassed exaggeration, as revered by his own mother. Ignoring Nam Gung-yeon’s piercing gaze, he inhaled the smoke of the tobacco pipe and blew it towards her.

“Hoo~”

“…You… Have you gone mad?”

Slowly rising from his seat, the man’s name was Raijin.

Still holding onto the tobacco pipe, he smiled faintly.

“…How did Nam Gung-yeon end up in this shabby place?”

Why did she feel overwhelmed for some reason?

It could be assured; he was an ordinary man, not a recluse.

However, his atmosphere and demeanor were akin to that of a recluse… a venomous snake.

“You seem like you’re looking at a pig about to be disposed of. How cute~”