A Tale Of A Scribe Who Retires To The Countryside [EN]: Chapter 357

357. Aizen Myo-o’s Proposal

Aizen Myo-o had no choice but to stop when Sasu-yeon suddenly appeared.

Sasu-yeon’s chilling aura seemed ready to freeze Aizen Myo-o solid.

Son Bin, pinned beneath Aizen Myo-o, seized this golden opportunity.

Whoosh.

Son Bin swiftly twisted and escaped Aizen Myo-o’s grasp.

“Ah!”

Surprised, Aizen Myo-o turned, but Son Bin was already out of her arms.

Having escaped, Son Bin hurriedly jumped off the bed. Aizen Myo-o had already loosened his clothes quite a bit, leaving him disheveled.

“Haa.”

Aizen Myo-o sighed softly. But Son Bin was already far from the bed, hastily adjusting his clothing.

It was a pity, but the situation had changed. Realizing this, Aizen Myo-o rose from the bed.

Rustle.

She casually turned and sat on the edge of the bed where she had been pressing Son Bin just moments before. Then, she lightly crossed her legs.

“So, a little while ago…”

Aizen Myo-o placed one hand on her knee and lightly touched the bed with the other, looking at Sasu-yeon with a somewhat haughty gaze.

There was no shame or apology in that gaze.

“Did you ask what I was doing?”

It was in Seo Jang’s language [Korean], but Aizen Myo-o had no doubt that Sasu-yeon would understand. Sasu-yeon had clearly spoken in Seo Jang’s language a moment ago.

Sasu-yeon glared at Aizen Myo-o with sharp eyes, her overflowing chill still present. But Aizen Myo-o only smiled.

“Can’t you tell by looking?”

Aizen Myo-o answered, lightly sweeping back her disheveled hair with one hand.

“I was just about to start.”

Her voice sounded so natural and obvious. Even in the face of Sasu-yeon’s sharp gaze, she didn’t flinch.

“Or do you want to join in?”

Aizen Myo-o suddenly gave a bewitching smile.

“I don’t dislike that either.”

Aizen Myo-o said, lightly licking her red lips. It was a blatant provocation, but Sasu-yeon’s eyes didn’t change.

“Aren’t you ashamed of yourself?”

Sasu-yeon’s voice dripped with coldness, but that only made Aizen Myo-o’s smile deepen.

“Ashamed? Why?”

Aizen Myo-o chuckled.

“Everyone does it, right? And it’s not really a big deal.”

Sasu-yeon’s beautiful brow furrowed slightly, but Aizen Myo-o continued confidently.

“I am Aizen. Aizen who guides to the great path through love and anguish. So this is perfectly natural and normal for me. I have no reason to be ashamed of myself or of you.”

She called them ‘you’ because Dang Wol-ah was standing next to Sasu-yeon.

Aizen Myo-o, who had been speaking without hesitation, suddenly looked at Sasu-yeon and Dang Wol-ah with a subtle gaze and smiled.

“Besides, you already know, don’t you? The heavenly pleasure that this charming man gives. Don’t you?”

At those words, Sasu-yeon and Dang Wol-ah’s eyes widened, but it wasn’t the reaction Aizen Myo-o expected.

Aizen Myo-o blinked in a daze for a moment, her large eyes instantly filled with surprise.

“Could it be…”

Without realizing it, Aizen Myo-o asked.

“Not yet?”

Even as she spoke, Aizen Myo-o thought it was nonsense.

To leave such beautiful and charming women, especially the incarnation of a Gandharva [a celestial musician in Hinduism and Buddhism], untouched was impossible. Besides, the feelings they had for him, which she had felt earlier, were overflowing.

But Sasu-yeon’s flushed face, and Dang Wol-ah’s reaction, which was no different even though it wasn’t visible, told Aizen Myo-o that her thoughts were correct.

Unable to believe it, Aizen Myo-o turned to look at Son Bin. But Son Bin, who didn’t understand their conversation in Seo Jang’s language, was just blinking and looking at them.

‘…Really?’

Even the great Aizen Myo-o couldn’t hide her bewildered expression. She had never imagined such a situation.

Of course, it wasn’t impossible. For example, if the incarnation of the Gandharva had only recently awakened, this could be the case.

But the image Son Bin had shown through swordsmanship and playing was the Gandharva himself.

Or perhaps they valued spiritual communion more than momentary physical pleasure. But still, it was a Gandharva. Eventually, it would come down to something sexual, so it was only a concept close to foreplay.

‘Maybe…’

Aizen Myo-o thought of a new possibility.

No matter how much of an incarnation of a Gandharva he was, he was only an incarnation. If Son Bin himself had a firm will, suppressing the characteristics of the Gandharva wouldn’t be difficult.

“Do you have many?”

Aizen Myo-o suddenly asked Sasu-yeon.

“Like you, women who are full of feelings for this man, but this man doesn’t even touch them.”

Women are sensitive. In particular, they can’t help but notice the behavior of other women who show interest in their man or try to look pretty for him, so-called tail-wagging.

Therefore, it was only natural that the images of many women flashed through Sasu-yeon and Dang Wol-ah’s minds. And that thought was 그대로 드러나는 것도 [being revealed as is].

“…It’s true.”

Without realizing it, Aizen Myo-o muttered. And looking at Son Bin, who was still embarrassed, she let out a soft sigh.

‘I see.’

Only now could Aizen Myo-o understand Son Bin’s reaction a little while ago. It was a reaction that was too sincere to be considered just foreplay.

‘I never thought that the incarnation of the Gandharva would be like this…’

Son Bin was definitely the incarnation of the Gandharva. The light of Mahavairocana [a cosmic buddha] had proven it, so there was no room for doubt.

But Son Bin was suppressing the natural tendencies of the incarnation of the Gandharva. Perhaps it was because of his manners or norms.

Thinking so, Aizen Myo-o’s eyes fell on the two women, Sasu-yeon and Dang Wol-ah. And an unbearable feeling of pity filled Aizen Myo-o’s heart.

“Ah, how pitiful.”

The incarnation of the Gandharva must spread love widely. And these beautiful and charming women standing before her, full of feelings for him, deserved to receive his love more than anyone else.

It was perhaps only natural that Aizen Myo-o was drawn to Sasu-yeon and Dang Wol-ah, who were not receiving the love they deserved, because she was Aizen Myo-o.

“Yes, that’s right.”

Aizen Myo-o said with a soft and gentle smile.

“Then why don’t you leave him to me for just one night? I’ll make him a real man.”

Whirr.

A light of anger flashed in Sasu-yeon’s eyes. At the same time, her chill seemed to explode, increasing its momentum. Aizen Myo-o’s words felt like another provocation or mockery.

But Aizen Myo-o’s smile didn’t disappear.

“I am Aizen. Cutting off wrong attachments is also my job.”

Aizen Myo-o’s feelings for Sasu-yeon, who had interfered with her, had already disappeared. She no longer had the desire to win or look down on her.

Aizen Myo-o placed one hand on her chest and said with shining eyes.

“If you leave him to me tonight, I will cut off the obsessions that bind this man’s heart. All the useless obsessions like manners and norms.”

Sasu-yeon didn’t understand all of her words, but she could definitely tell that she was saying something different.

“Then this man won’t hesitate to accept you. Maybe he’ll embrace you tomorrow.”

Dang Wol-ah translated the meaning of a few words in Seo Jang’s language to Sasu-yeon, who was finally able to understand what Aizen Myo-o had said.

Surprised by Aizen Myo-o’s unexpected offer, Sasu-yeon said in a flustered voice.

“Th, that…”

“That sounds plausible.”

Dang Wol-ah said to Sasu-yeon in Seo Jang’s language. Sasu-yeon looked back with a surprised expression, but Dang Wol-ah continued in her unique small voice.

“There’s also a saying that ‘the first step is always the hardest.'”

“Yes, that’s right.”

Aizen Myo-o said.

“And I’m very good at drawing out men’s desires. Especially if the other person is the incarnation of a Gandharva.”

Aizen Myo-o whispered, her red lips sparkling.

“You’ll thank me after tonight, because this man will give you heavenly pleasure. Sweet and intense.”

Sasu-yeon was confused about how to respond.

She had learned about the world alone through books since she was a child, so she was far from common sense. Besides, just thinking about Son Bin holding her made her face so hot that she couldn’t speak properly.

“Bu, but…”

“Maybe you’re right.”

Dang Wol-ah said to Aizen Myo-o. Sasu-yeon turned to look at Dang Wol-ah without realizing it.

If Dang Wol-ah, of all people, said that, it meant it really made sense. Sasu-yeon became even more confused and didn’t know what was what.

“But I refuse.”

Dang Wol-ah said in a small but firm voice. Aizen Myo-o’s eyebrows furrowed slightly.

“Why? Are you also caught up in obsession?”

“I don’t know about obsession.”

Dang Wol-ah said quietly.

“But I like Son Gong-ja the way he is now. I can’t accept someone changing him arbitrarily.”

Those words scattered the pink clouds of bewilderment that had been blooming in Sasu-yeon’s heart at once.

Whoosh.

A chill rose from Sasu-yeon’s whole body. It wasn’t raging with anger like before, or shaking with embarrassment.

It was a clear resolution like a firm and extremely restrained, solid ice wall.

“Did you hear that?”

Sasu-yeon said.

“We don’t need your offer. So now, go back.”

At those words, Aizen Myo-o let out a soft sigh. She still wanted to help Sasu-yeon and Dang Wol-ah, but there was nothing more she could do.

“Yes, it can’t be helped. If that’s your choice.”

Rustle.

Aizen Myo-o got up from the bed. She walked closer to Sasu-yeon with a soft step, then reached out and gently stroked Sasu-yeon’s cheek.

Son Bin, who was watching, was wide-eyed. Judging from the atmosphere so far, it seemed like Sasu-yeon would use her hands right away.

But that didn’t happen. Sasu-yeon was still looking at Aizen Myo-o with a firm gaze, but she didn’t stop her actions.

Aizen Myo-o also looked at Sasu-yeon with an extremely gentle gaze.

“Your feelings are not wrong, so I hope that this path you have chosen will be happy. And…”

As she spoke, Aizen Myo-o turned her gaze to Dang Wol-ah.

“Someday, I hope you will have lovely babies.”

At those words, Sasu-yeon and Dang Wol-ah’s eyes widened slightly. But Aizen Myo-o withdrew her hand and wore a gentle smile.

“If you need my help, tell me anytime. It won’t be of much help, though.”

“That won’t…”

“Really?”

Dang Wol-ah’s voice stopped Sasu-yeon from refusing. Aizen Myo-o smiled and replied.

“Of course, if it’s something I can do.”

“Then…”

Dang Wol-ah whispered in a small voice. Sasu-yeon’s eyes widened as she listened from the side, and her cheeks turned red in an instant.

“Hehe, good. I’d be happy to do that.”

Aizen Myo-o readily accepted Dang Wol-ah’s request. Then she turned to Sasu-yeon and asked.

“How about you?”

“Ah, I, that…”

Sasu-yeon, who was flustered, glanced at Son Bin once and then nodded slightly as if she had made up her mind.

“Ah, what adorable children you are.”

Aizen Myo-o, who was speaking as if sighing, suddenly hugged Sasu-yeon tightly. Sasu-yeon, who was flustered, tried to get out, but Aizen Myo-o didn’t let her go easily.

“I’m really sorry that you didn’t leave that man to me.”

Aizen Myo-o said with an expression that she couldn’t help but love Sasu-yeon.

“If you want to now…”

“Th, that’s not okay!”

Sasu-yeon said strongly and broke away from Aizen Myo-o’s arms. Dang Wol-ah had already stepped back and kept her distance.

“Don’t touch Son Gong-ja. If even a little…”

“I know. Don’t worry.”

Aizen Myo-o said as if soothing a nagging child. Her eyes looking at Sasu-yeon were extremely pleased, and Sasu-yeon’s voice no longer had the same sharpness as before.

Thanks to that, Son Bin was at a loss. Until just now, the women who had been exuding chills and seemed like they were about to fight were now showing such friendly 모습이니 도대체 이해가 가지 않는다 [behavior, so I can’t understand it at all].

‘Is it a women’s consensus or something…? Well, is that it?’

He couldn’t miss Hwang Bang-ju, who had been translating, this much, but these were embarrassing things that he could never show Hwang Bang-ju.

Anyway, the relationship between Aizen Myo-o, Sasu-yeon, and Dang Wol-ah didn’t seem too bad. No, wasn’t that rather a heartwarming and touching sight?

Swish.

At that moment, Aizen Myo-o suddenly turned her head and looked at Son Bin. She sighed softly as she looked at Son Bin, who flinched, and shook her head.

“Really, you can’t help but be the incarnation of the Gandharva. To make these lovely children so anxious…”

Aizen Myo-o said with a stern face.

“But you shouldn’t make a woman wait too long. Got it?”

Son Bin didn’t understand a word she was saying, but he could tell that she seemed to be scolding him.

Besides, Sasu-yeon and Dang Wol-ah seemed to be agreeing in some way.

In the end, all Son Bin could do was smile awkwardly.

“Really, men are…”

Aizen Myo-o, who was muttering while shaking her head, looked at Sasu-yeon and Dang Wol-ah and said something as if whispering.

While Son Bin was wondering what she was saying, Aizen Myo-o suddenly said to Sasu-yeon and Dang Wol-ah in a soft tone.

“Then see you later.”

Aizen Myo-o waved her hand lightly and walked away gracefully. Only when she left the room did Son Bin let out a sigh of relief.

But the moment he met Sasu-yeon and Dang Wol-ah’s eyes, Son Bin felt the tension run through his body again.

Now it was his turn to explain: why he was on the bed with Aizen Myo-o in a disheveled state, a situation that he himself doubted whether they would believe even if he told them.

Step, step.

Sasu-yeon walked towards Son Bin. Son Bin swallowed hard and stammered.

“Th, there, Suyeon Sojeo [Miss Suyeon]. This is…”

Sasu-yeon stopped right in front of Son Bin. She looked at Son Bin and said quietly.

“I’m sorry.”

It was such an unexpected word. Sasu-yeon said in a small voice to Son Bin, who was surprised.

“We should have noticed sooner…”

Son Bin blinked. He couldn’t understand what Sasu-yeon was saying now.

“From now on, sleep with Seorin like before. Then there won’t be any accidents like today.”

Only then did Son Bin realize. Sasu-yeon was apologizing for being too late to notice that something had happened in Son Bin’s room, even though it wasn’t her fault at all.

“Ah, there’s no need for Sojeo to apologize…”

Son Bin, who was stammering, stopped talking because Sasu-yeon suddenly reached out and gently wrapped Son Bin’s hands with both of hers.

“So, Sojeo…”

Son Bin looked at Sasu-yeon with surprised eyes. Sasu-yeon’s cheeks were also flushed as if she was embarrassed, and she was looking down without even looking at Son Bin, but she still didn’t let go of Son Bin’s hands.

After a while, she, who had been silent, quietly let go of Son Bin’s hands.

While Son Bin couldn’t hide his disappointment at the sudden rush of emptiness, Sasu-yeon smiled shyly and looked at Son Bin.

“Thank you for your hard work, Son Gong-ja [Young Master Son].”

With those words, Son Bin felt a warm energy spreading throughout his chest. There was no more embarrassment, fear, or anxiety.

It was because she was Sasu-yeon that his heart was so full with just one word.

Rustle.

Sasu-yeon bowed her head slightly and turned around. It was the right choice to follow the advice of Aizen Myo-o, who had whispered to her a little while ago.

Dang Wol-ah, who was watching, also bowed her head slightly to Son Bin. When Son Bin bowed back in confusion, Sasu-yeon and Dang Wol-ah left the place as it was, leaving Son Bin behind, feeling dazed.

Step, step

Sasu-yeon and Dang Wol-ah walked down the 복도 [hallway] without a word. Then suddenly, Sasu-yeon said to Dang Wol-ah.

“You’re right.”

Sasu-yeon continued in a low voice.

“I also like Son Gong-ja like that. Whether he changes or not, it’s up to Son Gong-ja to decide, not us.”

The choice was up to Son Bin himself, and Sasu-yeon and Dang Wol-ah would be happy to accept that decision at any time.

Dang Wol-ah nodded slightly as if she knew it.

“There’s another reason.”

“Again?”

Sasu-yeon stopped walking and looked at Dang Wol-ah, who said to Sasu-yeon in a small voice.

“If we accept them all, there will be too many.”

“Ah!”

Sasu-yeon realized what she meant. If they had accepted Aizen Myo-o’s offer, the women whom Son Bin, who had 벗어난 예의와 규범에서 [escaped from manners and norms], would be happy to embrace would not be limited to Sasu-yeon and Dang Wol-ah.

Even the number of women who had subtly or openly expressed their affection for Son Bin so far was not small, and if they thought about the future, the expression ‘too many’ would not be enough.

“That’s right. Too many.”

Sasu-yeon had no choice but to nod with a slightly bitter smile. Of course, it wasn’t Son Bin’s intention, but at this point, she couldn’t help but suspect that he was really the incarnation of the Gandharva.

“Ugh! Hyung [Brother], what’s going on?”

Suddenly, Seorin’s surprised voice was heard from the other side of the 복도 [hallway]. It seemed like he had just returned to the 숙소 [lodging].

“What? Why is the door like this? Why is your outfit like that? Are you okay?”

No-gun’s flustered voice followed. But the most embarrassed person right now was probably Son Bin, who had to explain.

“What? What are you talking about? What important business does a drunk person have?”

Leaving No-gun’s voice echoing in the 복도 [hallway] behind, Sasu-yeon and Dang Wol-ah moved to their 처소 [quarters].

Step, step.

Neither Sasu-yeon nor Dang Wol-ah said anything.

But the expectation for the slightly embarrassing knowledge that Aizen Myo-o would teach was 물들이고 있었다 [dyeing] Sasu-yeon’s cheeks 발그레하게 [reddish].

(Author’s words)

Aizen Myo-o’s special class is only for women. But if you think about it, shouldn’t men be taking it more?