Regression Of The Dating Sim Player

7. Sword training (2).

“Ye-Hyeon, are you okay?”

Yoon Seung-Jae drooped his eyebrows and patted Ye-Hyeon in the shoulder.

Yesterday, he made fun of him a lot. Now that Ye-Hyeon was having a hard time, he looked sorry for him.

“Oh, that’s nothing, oops.”

Ye-Hyeon took a rough breath and pretended to be strong, but gave up and lied down on the floor.

Ye-Hyeon closed his eyes because he felt quite happy when the cool energy came up on his back.

The hair that Ye-Hyeon neatly put up in the morning flowed down to his forehead.

While sweeping up his disheveled hair, Ye-Hyeon frowned at the bright sunlight.

Soon the bright view became dim.

Ye-Hyeon opened his eyes to see if a cloud had flowed from somewhere, but he saw a neatly closed hand, not a cloud.

Yoon Seung-Jae raised his hand to create a shade around Ye-Hyeon’s eyes.

“What are you doing?” Ye-Hyeon’s mouth was filled with laughter.

“Don’t do useless things and you should rest too.” Ye-Hyeon continued.

“I’m not having a hard time. My hair was dry as if I had hardly sweated.” Yoon Seung-Jae looked really fine.

Ye-Hyeon looked up at Yoon Seung-Jae half-aspirated.

From below, his features looked more round.

Ye-Hyeon’s gaze went down a little more.

Yoon Seung-Jae’s body line was revealed as he was wearing a tight top.

His face was cute, but his body was buff, which did not look good on him, but strangely suited him.

“Oh, I envy you. You must be happy.” Ye-Hyeon expressed his feelings honestly.

In front of Yoon Seung-Jae, it was comfortable because he didn’t have to dress up or try to look good.

Yoon Seung-Jae’s lips twitched, as if embarrassed by innocent jealousy.

Yoon Seung-Jae used to take compliments on his appearance for granted, but when he praised other things, he would pout the corners of his mouth like now.

In other words, it meant taking compliments for looks, for granted.

“Because it’s funnier the more you see it.”

Ye-Hyeon shook his head and shone brightly in the sunlight, dazzling the head of Yoon Seung-Jae.

“I want to express myself quickly.”

“Me too.” Ye-Hyeon agreed with Yoon Seung-Jae’s self-talk, but glanced at Yoon Seung-Jae.

“… Yoon Seung-Jae, do you want to be a swordsman? Why?”

“It’s cool.”

It was a very simple and definite reason.

It was also the reason why Yoon Seung-Jae is so good.

“You don’t know because you’re still young, do you? What’s really cool is not a swordsman, but a tanker. A man’s dream is to wear shiny heavy armor, right? But archers are the coolest!” Ye-Hyeon told a lie without even putting a spit on his lips.

He is going to be a tanker anyway, but it’s not a bad thing to give a good perception, so I didn’t feel guilty. Ye-Hyeon thought.

Yoon Seung-Jae blinked.

“…Really?” Yoon Seung-Jae was shocked.

“Of course! You have a good body, so I think you’d look better in armor.” Ye-Hyeon said.

Ye-Hyeon could feel Yoon Seung-Jae’s ears fluttering.

He did not miss a chance.

“And how cool is it to protect your colleagues? You would be like a hero.”

“Hmm.….” Yoon Seung-Jae was silent for a moment.

A cool breeze blew from outside gymnasium.

Ye-Hyeon’s eyes closed slowly, he felt drowsy and sleepy.

Just as Ye-Hyeon was about to fall asleep, he heard a rough sound of footsteps.

“The break is over! Get up quickly!” Jeong Do-Cheol shouted.

“Ugh.” Ye-Hyeon barely raised his heavy body.

Ye-Hyeon really only repeated hitting for three hours.

The last hour was so hard that Jeong Do-Cheol was really in front of his eyes watching him.

Ye-Hyeon staggered with a white face, but clenched his teeth to finish it to the end.

“That’s all for today.” Jeong Do-Cheol announced.

At the end of the class, Jeong Do-Cheol left without looking back.

Ye-Hyeon’s legs lost strength as he relaxed.

Ye-Hyeon sat down and caught his breath.

“Oh, I’m dying.”

Ye-Hyeon’s arms twitched.

Ye-Hyeon couldn’t lift his arm even if he tried.

Originally, muscle pain was harder the next day.

‘You’re going to have a hard time tomorrow!’ He thought.

Ye-Hyeon’s palm also hurts, it looks like it will blister.

He looked at the red palms.

He is thin skinned.

If he use a recovery potion, the pain will go away right away. He couldn’t treat it, he would suffer longer because he couldn’t get calluses.

“Let’s go wash up.” Yoon Seung-Jae reached out his hand, but Ye-Hyeon only looked at it.

“I couldn’t even hold your hands. I really can’t walk.” Ye-Hyeon endured the embarrassment and confessed honestly.

“Do you want a piggyback ride?” Yoon Seung-Jae asked playfully.

Yoon Seung-Jae laughed and squatted next to him and stuck out his back.

“Hey, no matter how hard it is. Should I be carried by a kid like you?”

“What? Hyung can’t even walk. And you said you are taller?”

“It would be hard on you. That’s okay.”

“Even if Hyung is heavy, how heavy could you be?” Yoon Seung-Jae asked.

It was a persuasive word considering the weight that Yoon Seung-Jae usually lifts as an exercise.

Ye-Hyeon, who had been agonizing for a while, leaned his upper body toward Yoon Seung-Jae.

“…Then I’ll only ask you to bring me to the shower room.” Ye-Hyeon said.

Yoon Seung-Jae jumped to his feet without difficulty even with Ye-Hyeon on his back.

Yoon Seung-Jae’s back was unexpectedly wide and comfortable, making Ye-Hyeon’s heart more tense.

“Hyung, did you see me do it?”

“No. I didn’t think I could afford to look anywhere else.” Ye-Hyeon replied.

“That’s true. I thought you were really going to faint at the end.”

“It’s sad.”
Ye-Hyeon pretended to be angry, but Yoon Seung-Jae did not seem to be scared at all.

He wanted to hit Yoon Seung-Jae’s head, but he can’t lift his arms up.

Instead, Ye-Hyeon tried to hit with his head, but he didn’t have enough strength to hit his forehead on the back of Yoon Seung-Jae’s neck.

Ye-Hyeon quickly gave up and leaned heavily on Yoon Seung-Jae’s shoulder.

“I saw another hyung competing with the instructor yesterday, and it looked fun, but when I asked earlier, they said I still have a long way to go, so I can’t. Isn’t that too much? He was really cool. What was his name… ”

Ye-Hyeon couldn’t resist yawning while listening to Yoon Seung-Jae’s story.

Sword skills classes were difficult, but it was also due to lack of sleep because Ye-Hyeon had to wake up early throughout the week.

“Are you sleepy?” Yoon Seung-Jae asked.

“A little. I’ll take a nap.” Ye-Hyeon replied.

Ye-Hyeon arrived at the shower room while he was talking.

Ye-Hyeon lost his balance as he stepped down to the floor and stumbled greatly.

“Do you want me to wash you?” Yoon Seung-Jae asked awkwardly with a complex expression.

“Are you crazy?” Ye-Hyeon pushed Yoon Seung-Jae away, hating him.

Of course, it was Ye-Hyeon, not Yoon Seung-Jae, who was pushed out.

Ye-Hyeon entered the private shower room with his shaky legs.

As expected, by the next day, Ye-Hyeon had muscle pain all over his body.

The mere breath pulled Ye-Hyeon’s stomach.

Still, it was more bearable than he thought because he built his body.

Ye-Hyeon set the alarm at 5:30 and went to bed, but when he woke up, it was 7 o’clock.

‘Shin Do-Gyeom must have arrived already!’ Ye-Hyeon thought.

Ye-Hyeon felt like a thousand roots.

Ye-Hyeon was late anyway, so he was in bed for a long time and finally arrived at the archery range at 8:30 Ye-Hyeon crept inside quietly.

Shin Do-Gyeom held the arrow with his bow down, after he had recovered the arrow from the target.

“Hello.” Ye-Hyeon greeted Shin Do-Gyeom.

Still, he did not return the replt, but the sharp gaze stayed with Ye-Hyeon for a while.

‘What? Aren’t you ignoring me today? The day before yesterday, Shin Do-Gyeom didn’t even look like he had seen me!’

It seemed like Ye-Hyeon knew something.

Ye-Hyeon tilted his head and touched the tip of his chin.

Looking back, the only thing Shin Do-Gyeom gave him any reaction was the inside of the archery hall.

When Ye-Hyeon first encountered him at the archery field, he didn’t respond much to the fact that he showed such a disgusting attitude until the previous day.

“I thought you had a little crush on me, but was it a place issue?”

It was a pretty plausible hypothesis considering Shin Do-Gyeom’s unusual love for this archery field.

From the training center, Shin Do-Gyeom do only archery, which was rejected by others, like a single bone. If there was anyone criticizing the archer, he stamped it with his skills and pressed it to make his mouth smile.

In the end, he became the first S-class hunter in the archer, so he deserved to be known as a “crazy man with a bow”.

People become generous when they are surrounded by things like Shin Do-Gyeom carefully checking the condition of the arrow.

It seemed like he was in a good mood or it is his illusion.

Ye-Hyeon walked to a seat moderately far from Shin Do-Gyeom and turned around and fell down right in front of the table where Shin Do-Gyeom was sitting.

Shin Do-Gyeom raised one eyebrow.

“Did you wait for me yesterday?”

Ye-Hyeon leaned his chin on the table because it was hard to sit upright.

“Only if I’m crazy.” Shin Do-Gyeom sarcastically said.

Ye-Hyeon bent his eyes even though he was openly criticized.

Anyway, Ye-Hyeon was glad he finally got an answer.

He seemed to have to pretend to be crazy and come to Shin Do-Gyeom.

Shin Do-gyeom arranged the arrow with his long fingers.

Unlike his cynical expression, he had a delicate touch.

While Ye-Hyeon was observing, Shin Do-Gyeom put down his arrow to see if the arrangement was over.

When Shin Do-Gyeom held the bow, he had to watch it for a long time.

In a hurry, Ye-Hyeon jumped up and blocked Shin Do-Gyeom.

In the process, his legs were loosened and he almost fell on the floor, but Ye-Hyeon smiled calmly as if nothing had happened.

“Hey there.”

When he called him in a small voice, Shin Do-gyeom tilted down at Ye-Hyeon.

“That…”

Ye-Hyeon looked at his sharp eyes and his lips were fluttering.

On the way there, Ye-Hyeon prepared his lines in advance and practiced his facial expressions and speech, but when he tried to tell Shin Do-Gyeom, he couldn’t remember anything beyond embarrassment.