How a Black-Haired Barbarian Survived the Labyrinth in Another World-Chapter 47: Krrrrung...Teacher Mi-on!
The next morning, Anne came to visit.
A girl with flowing red hair.
A girl who clenched her teeth and struggled to protect her friends.
“What should I do first?”
“Cooking. What I’m most confident in.”
“Yes, I understand.”
Anne’s cooking skills were decent. It wasn’t comparable to Darmon, but it wasn’t something that would get her slapped.
Jeong Yu-shin brushed his chest as he watched the expressions of the guests who stopped by the inn gradually brighten.
He called Anne aside and handed her a pouch filled with money.
It was the money Karin had given him. He took out only what he needed.
“What is this?”
Anne asked.
“Inn operating expenses. Use it sparingly. Let me know if you run out.”
“Do you trust me to this extent?”
“Think as you wish.”
“Thank you. I will definitely repay you.”
“Just work hard.”
Anne and Tarman began to work hard as if they wanted to repay the favor Jung Yu-shin had shown them.
Jung Yu-shin sat on the counter chair and folded his arms.
The morning summer breeze blew into the inn, lingered for a moment, and then left.
Outside the inn, the explorers who had formed a party were gathered in groups of three or four and heading to the labyrinth.
There had been no news from Karin and Darmon yet.
He had thought of letting go if the inn became a little more stable. It wasn’t that he wasn’t going to pay attention.
Each person should do what they do best.
Jung Yu-shin had planned to guard Darmon’s inn as a swordsman.
In that case, training and learning were essential.
When would he be able to go to the swordsmanship association?
Jung Yu-shin picked up the longsword placed under the counter and got up from his seat. Many thoughts were running through his head, so he thought of going to the yard and moving his body.
* * *
Squeak.
Around noon, after morning, someone opened the door to the inn and came in.
Tarman bowed his head and greeted him vigorously.
“Welcome!”
Tarman raised his head and stiffened.
“Is Mr. Ska here?”
“Huh...Huh! Wait...Just a moment!”
Tarman hurriedly ran through the kitchen and into the yard.
Jung Yu-shin, with his upper body bare, was swinging his sword while sweating. The summer sunlight was so strong that he couldn’t handle the sweat.
“S...Ska-nim!!”
“What’s the fuss?”
“The Shin...shin-kwan is here. Like an angel.”
Is it Mi-on?
Jung Yu-shin grabbed a towel hanging from the clothesline in the yard and wiped his face and neck.
“Tell them I’ll be there soon.”
“You don’t have to.”
Mi-on passed through the kitchen and appeared in the yard.
Mi-on glanced at Jung Yu-shin’s smooth upper body and quickly lowered her head.
“What’s the matter?”
“Uh...you haven’t come to learn the language lately. I was worried, so I came to see you.”
Mi-on didn’t ask how he found the inn where he was staying.
It seemed like he knew someone from the last chef interview. He expected that if he just chatted with them, they would easily be able to figure out where he was.
“I see. I was thinking it was time to go. But...”
Jung Yu-shin raised his hand and scratched his head.
It was a bit long to explain the reason in this state.
Whether or not she knew Jung Yu-shin’s feelings, Mi-on’s gaze was fixed on Jung Yu-shin’s thick arms.
The veins were pulsing and the muscular arms were radiating with heat.
Gulp.
Mi-on’s throat moved greatly.
Mion quickly covered her chest and cut off Jung Yu-shin’s words.
“Don’t worry. I found a way to overcome the virgin female corruption imprint. I’ll show you how later. Then, I’ll go first.”
Mion quickly turned around and left the yard after finishing what she had to say.
‘I’m wearing a ring.’
She tried to talk about the imprint suppression ring, but Mion ran away like the wind. On top of that, she didn’t seem to see the ring because it was covered by a towel.
Tarman approached her.
“Uh...how could you have such a priest?”
“Just live a good life.”
“Uh.”
Jung Yu-shin patted Tarman’s shoulder as he let out a strange sigh, and then finished drying himself.
After Mion left, the next guest came.
Ashur Startree.
The leader of the swordsmanship guild.
“Is anything wrong?”
“Yes.”
“You’ve completely destroyed the Crimson Hunters branch, so what do you mean there’s nothing there?”
“That’s what happened.”
“Come closer.”
Ashur looked into Jung Yu-shin’s eyes.
“Why are you like that?”
“How did you come back? You must have been half crazy.”
“I came back to my senses because I was holding on to my mind tightly.”
Ashur lowered his head and looked at Jung Yu-shin’s finger.
“I thought I told you to take off that ring?”
Jung Yu-shin swept his hair back.
“I have to hold on. If a strict girl falls for me, wouldn’t that be painful? To be honest, sometimes I’m afraid of my charm.”
Ashur looked at Jung Yu-shin and then at Tarman, who was standing next to him.
“This guy is really weird. Is he in his right mind?”
“If you look closely, this is also charm.”
Ashur washed his face with both hands after hearing Tarman’s answer.
“···Where did we end? Yes. Come to the Swordsmanship Association. This is not the time to be leisurely looking at the inn.”
Ashur barely managed to pull himself together and get to the main point.
“What are you talking about?”
Jung Yu-shin asked with his arms crossed.
“Suppressing the madness of the labyrinth is harsh training. Stop making a fuss in the yard and come to the training ground.”
“It’s okay now, but I’ll go later.”
“When later? When you go crazy?”
“I’ll go when I have time.”
“Oh my. Anyway, come quickly. You must be a bit out of your mind.”
“I’m fine.”
“Tsk.”
Ashur clicked his tongue and left the inn.
Tarman, who was standing next to him, said.
“There are many people who know.”
Jung Yu-shin shrugged.
“I’m a bit broad-minded.”
“You’re also broad-minded.”
“That’s obvious. Could you give me a raise?”
“Thank you.”
Tarman smiled faintly and rubbed his hands.
Anne came out of the kitchen and watched him quietly before saying a word.
“Aren’t you working?”
Tarman’s body froze.
Jung Yu-shin chimed in.
“Work. Get better. You loser.”
Tarman started to move busily, greeting guests who entered the inn with a sad face.
Jung Yu-shin returned to the counter and sat down.
After a busy day, night had already fallen and there were no more guests.
While Jung Yu-shin was cleaning up the inn, Tarman approached him.
“Why?”
Jung Yu-shin asked.
“This is a message from Aldain.”
“Tell me.”
“The Crimson Hunters are said to be away from the Labyrinth City for the time being. They say something must have happened near the Eastern Union border.”
“Didn’t you tell me more?”
“Yes. He said he couldn’t tell me more. Oh! And he told me to be careful because other groups are watching.”
“Other groups?”
The hyenas and the strays who had come to the chef interview flashed through my mind.
“Yes. He said he would tell me that later.”
“Understood.”
Was the crisis over? I shouldn’t let my guard down, but I could do what I had to do now.
I went to the temple to learn.
I trained at the swordsmanship guild.
I was also thinking about preparing to enter the Labyrinth again.
My goal was clear, and the road ahead was long.
I couldn’t enter the Labyrinth right away because of Ashur’s warning, but it wasn’t bad to prepare.
* * *
The next day, early summer dawn.
Jung Yu-shin got up from bed.
When he went down to the kitchen on the first floor, Anne was cooking.
Jung Yu-shin watched Anne cook for a while and then went out into the yard.
He took a deep breath and filled his lungs with the clear dawn air.
“Whew.”
He moved slowly and stretched his body.
He did 200 push-ups and squats each and walked slowly around the yard.
[Sacred Weapon]
He wished for it with his heart and it was instantly created in his hand.
He held the golden longsword then he swung.
[Sacred Weapon]
This time, a dagger.
He swung along, imagining Karin's movements in his head.
[Sacred Weapon]
He summoned a jagged-edged spear sword. It was a unique sword he had seen in the last fight, so he remembered its shape.
He was able to summon it a total of 8 times.
It was thanks to leveling up in the third labyrinth.
He stopped summoning the Sacred Weapon and swung the sword.
It was hard to see it as a morning warm-up exercise.
It was more like training to test the limits of his body by drawing out all his magic and stamina.
However, Jeong Yu-shin did not frown, but persistently and tenaciously pushed himself.
Whoosh!!!
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Whoosh!!!
The sword he swung cut through the morning air.
His strong muscles twitched from his bare body, and sweat and heat rose up in a wisp.
Quite some time had passed.
He stopped swinging his sword and looked up at the sky. The sun was slowly rising.
As he passed the kitchen and came out into the inn hall, he saw Tarman.
“Are you up?”
“Why are you here so late?”
“That’s... because I’m so tired.”
Tarman’s bones looked like they were touching.
On the other hand, Anne’s face was shining brightly.
“Tsk.”
Jeong Yu-shin clicked his tongue and sat down at the table.
“Give me some food.”
“Yes.”
Breakfast was wheat bread with raisins and pumpkin soup filled with cheese. Jeong Yu-shin looked at Tarman as he was about to eat his food.
“Let’s eat together.”
“Yes. Should I call Anne too?”
“Okay.”
Anne brought out food from the kitchen. Tarman, Anne, and Jung Yu-shin sat together at a table.
The three of them started eating quietly.
“How is it? Are you good at inn work?”
Jung Yu-shin said while eating.
“Yes. It’s my first time, so there are some difficult parts, but I’m learning.”
Anne answered instead.
Jung Yu-shin looked at Tarman and Anne and turned her head.
“I’ll leave the inn work to you. I have work to do.”
“Is it going into a labyrinth?”
“Similar.”
“I see.”
“I’ll take care of the store. If you need anything, come to the orphanage or the swordsmanship guild.”
“Don’t worry.”
After finishing the meal, they left the inn and walked.
They went ✧ NоvеIight ✧ (Original source) to the Earth Mother Temple carrying the teddy bear bag Darmon had given them as a gift. They met the temple receptionist, checked attendance, and then went into the orphanage.
“Huh?”
“Are you here again, mister?”
“Whew. It’s scary.”
The orphanage children warmly welcomed Jung Yu-shin.
“It’s been a while. Friends.”
“Who’s your friend? Don’t you have a conscience?”
“...”
Jung Yu-shin fiddled with his ring, sighed, and sat down.
The classroom door opened and Mi-on came in.
“Hello, everyone.”
“Yes! Teacher.”
“Wow! It’s been a while, teacher.”
Mi-on smiled and stood at the teacher’s desk.
“That’s right. I’ve been busy lately, so I’ve missed class.”
“I really like Teacher Mi-on.”
A young child sitting a little away from Jung Yu-shin muttered with sparkling eyes.
“Okay, then shall we start class?”
“Yes!”
The children answered in unison with smiles.
Mi-on’s elegant voice echoed through the classroom, and the children focused on the class with sparkling eyes.
Jung Yu-shin also opened his eyes wide and focused on class.
He took up a lot of time for various things.
The more he knew, the more he didn't know.
It was a labyrinthine city.
It was a shame to be swept away without knowing anything.
In this world, he realized once again that knowledge is power.
If there was a word that Mion didn't know among the words written on the blackboard, he wrote it all down in his notebook. He also wrote down the meaning and example sentences next to the words and memorized them.
Even during break time, he didn't move from his seat and continued to write and read books.
Mion, who was preparing for the next class at the podium during break time, caught Jung Yu-shin's eye.
Mion's body suddenly froze.
Mion opened her mouth and let out a sigh of relief as she looked at Jung Yu-shin's ring.
It was because the ring was on Jung Yu-shin's middle finger, not his ring finger.
At the same time that he felt a little relieved that it wasn’t the red-haired bitch’s trick, his heart pounded with impatience.
Break time ended and class began again.
Jung Yu-shin occasionally felt Mi-on’s gaze during class, but he focused only on the blackboard and his books.
Class ended at lunchtime.
“You all worked hard. Everyone, please leave except for Ska.”
“Yes! You worked hard, too, teacher.”
The children left the classroom in a huddle.
Ska organized his writing instruments and put them in his teddy bear bag.
Mion approached him.
“Ska, you’re here.”
“Yes. Learning is important.”
“I···.”
“What’s going on?”
Swish.
Mi-on suddenly lifted up her baggy priest’s uniform.
Jung Yu-shin’s eyes widened.
Underneath the baggy priest’s uniform was a black priest’s uniform.
Her pert belly button was prominently revealed over the tight black priest’s uniform.
Her panties were also tight, so her groin was bulging out from the panty line. If you looked closely, you could even see the clitoris hidden in her plump mound.
The priest’s uniform was clearly a one-piece dress, but judging by how tight it was, it could easily be considered leggings.
“Huh.”
Jung Yu-shin’s eyes widened.
“Huh. Did you notice?”
A golden pattern was shining just below Mi-on’s belly button.
It was a sacred and strangely shaped pattern, but upon closer inspection, it was similar to a woman’s uterus.
A sacred uterus tattoo, different from the vulva.
“It’s a sacred tattoo. You will never fall from this.”
“I see. That’s good. But...”
He tried to mention the imprint suppression ring, but Mion cut him off.
“I...so that’s what I’m saying.”
Mion hesitated for a moment before speaking.
“I need to make sure that the Sacred Tattoo is safely fixed.”
Mion’s face turned slightly red.
“I’d like you, Ska, to help me.”
“Um...how can I help you?”
I’ve received a lot from Mion. I can help you in any way I can.
“Lick my...my...belly...no. Touch it.”
“Yes?”
“I have no ulterior motives. It’s just a procedure to check if Ska can protect his imprint well.”
‘I won’t give up!’
Mion said a reason that was different from her true feelings.
She planned to ask him where she got the ring later.
The important thing was to have Ska’s manly hand caress her belly.
Jung Yu-shin blankly stared at Mi-on’s sacred uterus tattoo.
‘Could this be a reward?’
Could this be a sweet reward from fate for overcoming her sorrow and grief?
The absence of Darmon.
The first time she’s managed an inn since she was born.
People who depend on her.
Or people who look down on her.
The stress that built up from crossing the line of life and death.
The celibate life that was approaching its fifth month.
The uterus tattoo that her crush shyly showed her.
‘Ah.’
All of those things combined hit the limit of 23-year-old Jung Yu-shin.
‘I can’t stand it.’
A beastly growl burst out of Jung Yu-shin’s mouth as his eyes rolled back.
“Krrrrr... Teacher Mi-on!!!”
