The Return of The Crazy Demon Chapter 4

Episode 4. Why did I become Jeomsoy again?

A quiet dawn.

I woke up to the sound of rain.

There was yellowing wallpaper on the ceiling, and there was a musty smell in the room, but it felt a little strange because the headache that had been bothering me my whole life was gone.

And what was even stranger was that I smelled something familiar and saw a familiar sight in front of me.

The atmosphere of a desperately poor house is generally like this, but no matter how you look at it, this was our old house.

When I looked into it, I realized that this was the alcove of the purple guest cup that my grandfather had left to me.

The reason my name is Lee Ja-ha (李紫霞) is because of this guesthouse.

“Why am I here?”

I could never be confused because I have never had a decent house since this house was burned down.

Suddenly, the words of an unidentified man came to mind.

‘This is the last time for the Dong-A line. Don’t swallow heaven again.’

How could I swallow Heavenly Jade twice?

Unless you go back to the past.

“uh? “Wait a minute, the past?”

Now that I think about it, my physical condition has improved.

It was surprising that the headache had disappeared, but the injury suffered while breaking through the Cheonnajimang had also completely disappeared. However, the area on her face felt somewhat tingly, as if someone had hit her with a fist.

When I opened the door to check the situation, I saw the inside of the shabby Jaha Gaekjan.

Combining what the man said and what was happening now, I thought he meant that even if I go back to the past, I shouldn’t swallow heavenly prison in the same situation.

Then, ‘now’ clearly means my ‘past’.

I was so embarrassed that I didn’t immediately realize that this situation was truly a blessing.

“Wow, what the hell is this?”

I always thought Jaha Gaekjan was a boring and dirty place, but the view of the guesthouse after a long time was truly quiet and serene.

Beyond the entrance to the guest house, dawn was breaking on the mountainside where the rain had just stopped.

“hmm… … .”

I looked at this scene for a long time.

Until the faint sunlight began to spread and fill the quiet room… … .

For me, it was truly the first peace I had had in a long time.

It was a little disappointing.

Why this time of year?

There was no sign of my elderly grandfather in the guest room.

A thought crossed my mind that it would have been nice to go back to when I was younger and let me meet my parents.

However, according to my grandfather, my parents died because of poor health, which would have only hurt me more.

I couldn’t help the new, dark feelings that came flooding back to me.

While I was looking at the scenery outside my guesthouse for a long time, my right eye started to feel particularly throbbing.

It looks like there is a bruise.

Since there was no police, I had no choice but to leave the guest house.

Since old memories are scattered like fragments or are in the realm of oblivion, it is nonsense to think that you can recover them by looking around the guest room!

First, I ran to the stream and checked my face first.

“… … .”

I never thought I would be so surprised to see my own face.

My face, with all the scars gone, had a soft look that surprised even me. However, the area around his right eye was black and bruised as if he had recently been hit, and his lip was also burst.

‘When did I get hit like this?’

Anyway, it was the face of someone in his early twenties.

At this time, there were so many disasters that I couldn’t help but be confused about the timing. I was lost in old thoughts for a while, looking at my face reflected every time the rolling waves calmed down.

* * *

Anyway, I was certain that this was my hometown, located at the southern end of Ilyang County.

Where people live, their own strengths are formed. Although there were no prestigious factions or major families here, it was a world where black powers that looked like white powers and white powers that looked like black powers were intertwined in a chaotic manner.

To put it simply by the standards of the time when it was called Gwangma, it was just an area full of idiots.

Among them, there were many especially pathetic people in Ilyang County.

Because it was a place where Giru was prevalent.

Since I was a child, local thugs had been flocking here and doing things worse than even third-rate Bangpa, and the dream of the local thugs was to join Heukdo Bangpa, located outside of Ilyang-hyeon.

While looking at the quiet Ilyang County, I screamed without realizing it.

“You bastards! I’m back!”

A man nearby who had barely fallen asleep at dawn answered.

“Be quiet! You crazy bastard! If you’re drunk, you should just go home. “f*ck you.”

“OK. “Go to sleep.”

A man who had barely fallen asleep in the early morning started screaming inside the house. With that swearing, I realized that I had definitely returned to the past.

Is it because I fought against the Demon Cult that brought me this kind of heavenly luck, or is it because of an unidentified man?

It could be said that this happened due to a combination of my actions to not leave the Demonic Cult alone and heavenly luck.

* * *

During this period, I deliberately pretended to be Jeomsoy.

Because he thought he might be at a disadvantage if he was the owner of Jaha Guesthouse, he often avoided the situation by lying that an adult relative had entrusted the guesthouse to him.

Of course, the local residents who were close to my grandfather knew that I was the owner of Jaha Gaekjan and not Jeomsoi, but they kept quiet. People called me Lee Ja-ha because I was the maid of the ‘Jaha’ guest house with the surname Lee, but in fact, that was also my real name.

Memories of a time when I couldn’t even call my property my own passed like a flash.

Only then did I grin.

“It’s good to be back.”

The thought of being able to live again made me itchy already. It was a long time later that I learned martial arts in earnest. So I couldn’t even imagine how much stronger I would be this time.

Because I am seventy-eight years ahead of my previous life.

When it comes to being easily ignored, insulted, humiliated, and harassed, the job called Jeomso is at the top of the list.

But I will never be bullied here again.

This is because in the past, Jeomsoy eventually survived, caused a conflict with the Murim Alliance, and grew into a man who clashed with the Demonic Cult.

* * *

I took a walk around Ilyanghyeon to retrieve my memories.

Every time I looked, memories hidden all over the street surfaced.

The dirty alley, the fishy smell coming from the fish shop, the large pot lid in front of the dumpling restaurant, the windbreak covering the stall, and even the unique soup and rice restaurant that I often went to.

The ordinary sights and smells of this street kept bringing back memories.

Every time I recovered a memory, forgotten emotions also came to mind.

Funnily enough, although there were all kinds of stores in this place, there wasn’t really a place I enjoyed using other than Chunyang Restaurant, which I occasionally visited.

While walking around the alleys and streets, my mouth often twitched.

The feeling that I had no choice but to save tenaciously because I had no money.

The miserable feeling I felt when my down payment was taken away.

The memories that came to mind every time I passed through one alley didn’t have many things to call memories.

It is said that he had a guesthouse at a young age, but he was too busy feeding his mouth and lived a life like a beggar. Because she never spent money on frivolous things, customers often made fun of me by calling me miser.

The bruises on my face right now are similar.

A customer once asked me what I would spend my money saving like a miser.

To be honest, I was quite surprised when I was asked this question.

Because I’m an orphan, I’m saving money hard, and I thought, where can I find money to spend like you, who works as an escort in Giru?

At this time, I tried to laugh at my young heart… … .

He saved up money and told Chaehyang of Maehwaru that his wish was to hear a song.

I swear that was a joke.

People laughed as hard as I expected, but the story spread without the fact that it was a joke.

It was then that I realized that the original meaning of a rumor changes as it passes through people’s mouths.

Before I knew it, wanting to listen to a single song had turned into wanting to sleep with Chaehyang.

Isn’t it amazing?

This rumor spread like wildfire to the north, south, east and west of Ilyang County, but there was no mention anywhere that it was a joke.

“I heard that Jeomsoi from Jahagaekjan is diligently saving up money to sleep with Chaehyang?”

“He was crazy. “I was wondering why you were so persistent in saving money.”

“Pathetic bastard.”

“That said, Chae-hyang will hang out with that guy often. Chaehyang is not a pr****ute and must be in a bad mood. I already have a lot of pride. And there should only be one or two people targeting it.”

When I think about the past, my stomach still twists.

“No, that was a joke, you bastards. ah… … .”

Every time a rumor reached my ears, I had to tear out my hair.

Well, what a sick yet interesting story this is.

What was meant to be funny soon became the reason I was saving money, spread throughout Ilyang County, and eventually became a legend. This went on to the extent that a stupid joke was spread about whether the Murim Alliance was also known about it.

* * *

I stopped for a walk at Maehwaru Pavilion, where blue lanterns were hung.

If you hang a blue lantern, it means you have a spear.

If you put up a red lantern, it means don’t come here and look for pr****utes.

Of course, the meaning is different in each region, and the meaning changed over time, but it was the same here.

The old days passed by like a flash of light.

The escorts from Maehwaru, who had heard a rumor that Jeomsoi wanted to sleep with Chaehyang, came to the guesthouse to make fun of me, and because my expression was so tense, they started off with a few punches to the face and ended up kicking me.

There are many reasons.

He may have been angry at Chae-hyang for being treated like a pr****ute. It may have been the men’s unseemly actions to impress Chae-hyang.

Judging by the state of my face, it seems like the incident happened just a few days ago.

Because it was so long ago, I didn’t remember much about it, but when I went back and thought about it, I couldn’t help but keep ruminating on it.

At that time, the reason my face hardened was because they had brought Chaehyang in to make fun of me on purpose.

How can I express the frustration and humiliation of that time?

In fact, it probably didn’t matter to them whether it was a joke or a serious joke.

It must have been unpleasant that Jeomsoi dared to look at Chaehyang, who was said to be the prettiest girl in Maehwaru.

That was the first time I saw Chaehyang.

Although she was pretty, there was nothing more humiliating than looking at a woman’s face with an expression of anger and contempt.

As these emotions came to mind clearly, a smile appeared on my face.

Since I was embarrassed while people were watching, I also planned to visit Maehwaru in the evening when there are the most people to see.

There was a need to turn the spreading ‘rumor’ back into a ‘joke’.

When I turned around after looking at Maehwaru for a while, a guy working at a dry goods store across the street approached me and started talking to me.

“Are you so angry that you plan to start a fire? What are you staring at like that? “You pathetic bastard.”

It was the most pathetic voice in the world. Of course, it is true that I was a pathetic bastard during this time.

But more importantly, I am still miserable.

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