192 – The Nymph and the Ugly Chick # 2
192 – The Nymph and the Ugly Chick # 2
Childhood.
Each child would go to their friends’ house and play.
“It’s my birthday today! Let’s play a card game at home! Let’s Duel Stone!”
“Yes! Ari, are you going too? Let’s go!”
Yuari was like that too.
Toddler Lee often played at her friends’ houses, so she was sure to face this situation at some point.
“Ariya, let’s play at your house next time! Ari, shouldn’t you have a birthday party too? Let’s do it at your house! “I want to visit your house too!”
When she had to call her friends to Yua Li’s house.
Yuari said, “Wow… Not in my house….” She always had to refuse.
Not only was she scared of her grandmother, who lived with her, but there were also many sights she did not want to see.
I couldn’t even dream of having a birthday party at home.
My friends’ houses always had clean apartments with young, pretty mothers.
Instead of a table where you sit on your butt on the floor, there was a kitchen with a sophisticated dining table and chairs, and there was always something like fruit or snacks on it.
When I opened the refrigerator, there were cool beverages such as juice, and there was also ice cream in the freezer. It was also at that time that Yuari first tried 31 flavors of ice cream.
There was also a bed at my friend’s house.
There was a clean computer, and there was also a house with a small dog or cat.
But-.
There was nothing like that in Yoo Ah-ri’s house.
Yuari’s house was located in an old alley, there was a strange Buddhist temple, and there was a scary old woman.
There was no ice cream, snacks, or drinks.
So Ari didn’t bring her friends home.
In order to escape her friends who tried to follow her home, she would somehow spin around the alley or sneak into the house when no one was looking.
But there were no complete secrets from children.
“He’s a shaman from Yu-Ari’s house!”
“Are you just seeing ghosts too?”
“How can the general of the shaman’s house be Athena? It’s a scam, right? Fraud!”
The mischievous boys made fun of Yu-Ari and how they found out about her house. Ari was very embarrassed by that fact, and her personality became increasingly timid.
This tendency became strongest during adolescence when I started to become sensitive and sensitive in many ways.
She would no longer bring or introduce anyone to her home ─ With that in mind, Yuari prepared for her independence from a slightly early age.
After a lot of things happened to her since then, she has now become a full-fledged member of society.
Yua Li was very embarrassed that someone came to her grandmother’s house. Because of that, memories of her long-forgotten memories surfaced like waves.
‘After all, my senior… ! I thought she was Moralis… !’
Her toddler Lee’s condition was not normal right now.
She had been through a lot of things recently, so her senses had become dull, and because of that, she didn’t even know that Hyildo was approaching.
“What should I do…” !”
Ari looked in her mirror and examined the bruise on her left eye. She tried to cover it up with makeup, but her bruises just wouldn’t go away.
Ari had an eye patch over her left eye, which she wears when she gets conjunctivitis, which she cannot help but notice. She was awkward to look at, but it was better than showing her bruised face.
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Did you wait about 5 minutes?
Ari opened the door and came out.
She was wearing a yellow dress, had a small bag on her shoulder, and was wearing her shoes.
I was very surprised because his outfit was very neat and lively.
“It won’t be easy to digest yellow, right?”
A person can change so much in such a short period of time just by changing clothes!
However, I was very concerned about the eye patch covering my face.
“How did you get hurt? “Who exactly hit you?”
It wasn’t easy to get bruises around the eyes from falling or bumping into something.
Bruises around the eyes are scars that occur when someone intentionally hits you.
Soon Ari spoke.
“Let’s go first. “I know a cafe nearby, so I’d better go there!”
“No, I came here to meet Bodhisattva, not the cafe. Ari, this is your grandmother, right? “I don’t think I’ve seen you since the last time I saw you.”
“… ….”
Ari glanced at my story as if watching me.
Looking at her from the outside or from her business card, she was indeed a decent member of society, but looking at her like this, she reminded me of a long time ago.
Once upon a time.
I once visited the house where Ari lived for Ari, who was particularly behind in my platoon and was clumsy at various things.
Ari, a female high school trainee who was resting on the weekend, was very embarrassed when I came to her house. She didn’t know what to do, her face blushed, and she behaved even more timidly.
I think she probably wasn’t shy at the time.
Because this is not an ordinary family.
I have a younger brother, Hai-rae, so I know very well how sensitive and delicate girls are during puberty.
It is said that some girls sometimes pretend not to notice their mom and dad when they meet them on the street while walking with their friends. What happens when her mom and dad look so old and shabby?
If that naughty girl were my sister, she would have beaten me to dust on a rainy day.
Anyway.
People tend to have things they want to hide or are ashamed of.
I was quite surprised that Ari, who had become a full-fledged member of society, was still unable to escape this shame.
So, on the one hand, I felt like I was a little inconsiderate.
Should I come next time?
As I was thinking that, I heard the sound of the front door opening.
When she turned her head, she saw a woman wearing a very expensive-looking leopard-print trench coat and holding a handbag small enough to be held in one hand.
Her shoes were high, her lips had bright red lipstick, and her skin was so tight that she looked like her young wife.
I’m talking about the wives who freely come and go in the luxury section of the department store.
In fact, they must be very expensive luxury items from head to toe.
The identity of this woman is─.
“Ari’s grandmother, right? It’s been a while since I saw her. I don’t know if you remember… It is called Haildo. “I last saw her eight years ago, but she seems to have gotten younger.”
Although she looks like a young wife from a rich family, she is actually a grandmother with a grown-up granddaughter like Ari!
Even if they are a mother and daughter, if you only look at their appearance, people will say, “You must have gotten married early and had a daughter early!”
What is the secret to anti-aging?
I almost want to tell my mom about it too.
“The bachelor….”
Mr. Jo Mo-ryeong, Ari’s grandmother and her famous virgin bodhisattva, glanced at me from top to bottom. Because her eyes seemed to be slightly wide open, she felt intimidated for no reason.
“Ah. He was that young man at that time. It’s been a while since I’ve seen him, but his expression has changed so much that I don’t recognize him. Some animals are wearing them all over the place. Rather, don’t your shoulders feel stiff and heavy?”
Mrs. Jo Moryeong looked intently at my shoulder.
Am I seeing a ghost?
Self-.
She soon appeared as a ghostly spider, clinging to my shoulder and turning invisible.
━Hiooong… !?
Kwangkkwang seemed quite surprised that Mrs. Jo Mo-ryeong had seen through her own invisibility. However, she also seemed to be very surprised by Mrs. Jo Mo-ryeong.
“Such a strange spider! “It wasn’t a ghost!”
“This is a ghost spider.”
As a side note, like Nightmare Raccoon, Stomping was also a spider that could learn ghost-type skills. As the name suggests, it’s half spider and half ghost.
Mrs. Jo Mo-ryeong, who had been looking at the ghost spider Kwangkkwang with wonder, now turned to Ari’s yellow chick-like dress.
“Yoo-Ari, you. Didn’t I say you can’t wear yellow clothes for a while? Go ahead and change! I’m going to cheat! Come on!”
It was a very terrifying shout.
Soon, Mrs. Jo Mo-ryeong picked up the salt that was lying near her and began to sprinkle it steadily towards her infant child. When I saw that, my eyes became dizzy in many ways.
Oinoi also seemed to feel puzzled.
“I don’t know why Oinoi is adding salt to Junkoreari…” ! If you’re going to sprinkle it, it’s better to use delicious sprinkles rather than salty salt… !”
Oinoi liked sprinkle chicken.
That’s because her seasoning color is the color of honey like Cucumber Noi’s hair.
The nymph’s sensitivity was special.
“Please come in.”
Anyway.
With that feeling, I was invited into the house.
When I went inside, I saw the same interior as when I visited 8 years ago.
The living room floor was wooden, an old refrigerator was humming, and there was a yellowed map of the country taped to the door.
Textbooks that appeared to have been used by Ari were placed on the bookshelf. There might have been novels or comic books, but there were only textbooks and reference books.
Oinoi said while looking around.
“There is no TV or computer… ! It is an extremely nymphophobic and uncivilized place… ! There is no water purifier… !”
It was like that.
There was no TV, computer, or water purifier.
Completely inactive nature itself.
Mr. Jo Mo-ryeong, who was riding the tea, told me that it smelled bitter like mugwort tea.
“TV, computers, they are all spiritually bad things. Should I say that it clouds the human soul and makes people foolish? Drink. “It’s herbal tea.”
Saying that, Mrs. Jo Mo-ryeong took out her latest model Telos phone from her pocket and looked at the time. It was probably around 3pm.
Throughout this process, Ari sat next to me and watched me and her grandmother. She didn’t even open her mouth, and it seemed like she was just hoping that something wouldn’t happen.
Then Oinoi asked.
“I have a granddaughter and a daughter, so I wonder why I am called a virgin Bodhisattva… ! The thing is that after getting married, Kore can no longer be called Kore… !”
I was a bit curious about that too.
Then, Jo Mo-ryeong, who took off her coat and draped what looked like a colorful robe over her shoulder, sat down on her cushion and sighed lightly.
“I am serving General Maiden. “Our family has inherited the family business that has been passed down from generation to generation, from mother to daughter and from daughter to daughter.”
As he said that, the glance he gave Ari was quite harsh.
“But Ari’s mother ran away. She said Ari is all I have left now. This child must take over her family business. That is our destiny.”
Zek-.
While saying that, Mrs. Jo Moryeong showed me a picture.
It was a painting hanging on the wall, and Oinoi recognized its identity first.
“That is a painting of Athena, the goddess of war and weaving… ! Oi Noi, she had visited the temple of Athena a long time ago and she had seen a statue of a goddess just like that… !”
Shaman and Athena.
I saw it a long time ago, but thinking about it again now, Moralis laughed when I thought it was a very strange combination.
“Indeed, Athena is a great female general… ! What’s more, she is a virgin god… ! Mrs. Jo Moryeong is such a goddess of Athena… ! Jun Kore Ari is also destined to become a priest… !”
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“Ah! This Oi Noi knew the identity of the déjà vu she was feeling… ! Now I see that this place is very similar to the temple of the goddess Athena… !”
Oinoi was impressed.
Then Moralis puffed out her chest triumphantly, as if she were about to reveal something even greater.
“It is said that if she becomes a priest of the Maiden God, she can become a high-level Kore… ! Because being a priest of the Maiden God is an honorable position that can only be held by her chosen high-ranking Kore… !”
Advanced Kore.
It was literally a superior concept of Kore.
For nymphs, raising a high-class Kore seems to be something they are more proud of than mothers who send their children to Seoul National University during a holiday gathering with relatives.
At that time, Ari, who was quietly listening to the story, spoke as if she mustered up courage.
“I… I don’t like things like excitement. I didn’t even believe it in the first place… ! They also say that in order to become a shaman of a virgin god, she must marry a mate whom the god will foretell… ! I absolutely hate that kind of thing… !”
Pot-!
As if Ari couldn’t bear it anymore, she went into her room and closed the door.
When I saw that, I became curious.
“What is the fortune-telling partner?”
“… Only virgins can worship virgin gods. However, only then does the family business end. So, we decided to use the ‘red thread’ to receive fortune telling from God for our partner.”
I only marry the partner chosen by God─.
Then, even if it is only temporary, they will recognize you as if you have maintained your chastity even though you got married and had a child.
It was a rule that I didn’t know whether to say was flexible or not.
“Young people these days talk a lot about free love and whatnot, but in reality, people are assigned partners from the moment they are born. “This ‘red thread’ represents the pair.”
Zek-.
It was Mrs. Jo Moryeong who pulled out a bundle of red yarn from somewhere.
Soon Oinoi was very surprised.
“That must be “Athena’s Ball of Thread”… ! The goddess Athena is that she was the goddess of war, but she was also the goddess of sewing… ! It’s a great thing… !”
Because Oinoi was amazed, it seemed like it was real.
Are you saying she is an artifact-class relic?
I was originally a person who believed in superstitions and fortune telling, but Oinoi’s fuss made me even more excited!
“If you tie this red thread around your little finger and close your eyes, your soul mate will appear in that black image. How is it. Would you like to give it a try?”