Hayan went into the Kumdo dojang.
Inside the dojang, there were hundreds of trainees swinging swords. Men who seriously focused on swinging wooden swords while proudly wearing the dojang uniform.
She came during afternoon, while it was sword skill training time.
Usually, they would show a casual side of themselves, but when holding a wooden sword, they would become as serious as if they had met a life threatening enemy. They were people who dedicated their lives to the sword.
Choe Jongbeom who was teaching trainees saw Hayan and approached.
“Come on in. But your brother already left, after finishing his morning training.”
“I’m not here to meet my brother.”
“Then why?”
“I have something to discuss.”
“Really? I’ll listen. Wait in the lounge. I’ll go as soon as their training ends.”
“Sure.”
Hayan headed to the lounge where guests could wait. Immediately after, Jeong Ilhun, who only has his strength to trust, dropped his wooden sword.
“Master.”
“What?”
“I don’t feel good today so...”
"........"
“Can I rest in the lounge for a bit?”
As if he’s dizzy, Jeong Ilhun held his forehead.
It had never happened before. Then, other trainees started to speak up.
“Ah, nowadays I feel like crying just from watching a leaf fall.”
“Since even a gust of wind can shake this body, the sword cannot find its path. Master, can’t we rest for a bit?”
“I think I now understand what the sword is trying to tell me. In order to listen to its story, I want to rest my head inside the lounge for a bit.”
“Actually my body’s a bit weak...”
Their eyes burned with passion!
The trainees made excuses, wanting to get to the lounge no matter how!
Hayan would be surrounded by 500 males in a moment.
In the end, Choe Jongbeom personally brought Hayan to the instructor’s room.
Jeong Illhun prepared tea for her.
“Here.”
“Thank you.”
In the instructor’s room, other than Hayan and Jeong Illhun, three other instructors and 20 trainees have gathered.
Because the trainees liked Hayan like their own little sister, they didn't want to be left out.
Hayan finished the tea.
“The tea’s very tasty.”
“A former student of mine sent me this. Before that, you had something to say?”
“Yes.”
“Could it be about Lee Hyun?”
Jeong Ilhun asked sharply.
Ahn Hyun-do was thinking of taking Lee Hyun in as a disciple.
Then, next after Jeong Ilhun, Lee Hyun would become the youngest disciple.
But, since it would mean they would become like family, he was sensitive towards it.
Hayan nodded.
“That’s right.”
“What happened?”
“It’s because of brother’s birthday.”
“Birthday?”
“Yes. Brother’s birthday is only a month away. I want to hold a birthday party for him.”
"........