Chapter 168

Unexpectedly, I got involved in a family fight of the Sichuan Tang Family, but according to my standards, it ended well. As planned, I drink medicine and tea with Ma Nong and chat.

“Senior brother, you’re really unpredictable. By the way, that’s not a compliment. Sometimes you act like a chivalrous hero, other times like a playboy flirting with girls. Sima the adulterer, the lecher.”

“That wasn’t flirting. We just laughed together. It’s unfair.”

“Anyway! I hope you realize that you are the disciple of the most adorable and lovely Master Wang Miaoyang and my senior brother.”

…Well, along with Ma Nong’s cute nagging.

She’s not really criticizing me; it seems she just enjoys grumbling at me now.

“Please don’t get too arrogant just because I’ve started to see you in a slightly better light.”

What can I do? I have to accept it, and I don’t really mind.

“Senior brother’s only good points are that he looks serious when training, looks cute when bullied and sulking, and is somewhat competent when he tries. Blah blah blah.”

Seeing Ma Nong chattering with her finger raised, my mischievous side kicks in.

“You seem very interested in me.”

“…Huh?”

“I warn you, it’s better not to fall too hard.”

Caught off guard by the attack, Ma Yang blushes and stiffens, shouting.

“Wh-what! Such nonsense…!”

“This senior brother is a bad man of the martial world. A rolling stone.”

I borrowed a pipa from Jumsoi and quickly plucked it.

Let’s loosen up today.

Sima Mantian’s fingers move swiftly and dazzlingly as he plucks the pipa. The lively melody, far from elegant, spreads in all directions.

He smiles playfully at Ma Nong and sings.

‘Runaway Baby~ Run away, baby~’

“I love you, baby. You’ll say that, right?”

“I don’t love you!”

Ma Nong denies vehemently, slamming the table with both hands, but I continue singing with a smile.

“You’ll say, baby, baby, please don’t go….”

“But I can’t stay still when I play!”

“So I tell every girl I meet, yes, like this!”

I pluck the pipa as fast as I can.

“Run, run, run away, baby! Before I cast a spell on you~!”

“You’d better, better, better run away, baby.”

“God knows I’m a rolling stone!”

“So you’d better, better, better run away, baby!”

I finish by plucking the pipa strongly.

Looking at Ma Nong, whose eyes are twitching in disbelief, I let out a satisfied breath.

“Phew~ So, what’s your impression?”

“…Not a bad man of the martial world, but an idiot.”

I burst into laughter at Ma Nong’s crumpled-face evaluation.

“Ha ha ha ha! Sharp. Next time, I’ll sing something you like. What do you like?”

Ma Nong, seeing Sima Mantian’s smooth smile, rests her chin on one hand and turns her head slightly.

I clearly disliked this guy. But now I’m thinking about the next time.

“…You’re really annoying.”

She mutters to herself, but I shamelessly follow.

“Hmm~ If I’m annoying, is senior sister like honey? Well, she does look sweet.”

“Ah! Really annoying-!!”

How does this guy, not even thirty, never lose in a word fight?

He’s not cute at all.

Well, sometimes, very rarely, he seems a bit cute, but anyway!

…It’s really annoying.

***

The secret of the Jeonjin Sect and the martial arts expert of the Ilwol God Sect targeting Ma Yang’s body.

A woman in a robe with noticeable ample breasts and narrow eyes.

A slight twitch appears in Jin Hyeryeong’s relaxed eyes.

With trembling hands, she sips tea and asks her subordinate, who was monitoring Ma Yang, in a cracked, relaxed voice.

“Ho, ho ho ho… Could you repeat that? I think I misheard.”

“Hyeryeong-nim! Now is the chance! Ma Yang, that old hag, has fallen for that brat Sima Mantian and is all lovey-dovey~ soft and mushy~!”

Another subordinate, thinking this is the chance to strike Ma Yang and obtain the Jeonjin Sect’s secrets, chimes in.

“That’s right. She’s like a young girl. She scolds him for every word and action but can’t take her eyes off him, blushing.”

Jin Hyeryeong finally couldn’t hold back. The relaxed mask cracks, and the tea she was drinking spills.

“Pfft-! Keugh-! …Ma, Ma Yang, the elder, has fallen for that brat Sima Mantian?”

That noble, aloof sword queen is blushing over a man young enough to be her son-?!

Her pure white flesh, her large, soft breasts like the full moon, being fondled and teased by a dirty man’s hands-!?

Unacceptable. Unacceptable. Unacceptable-!!

Jin Hyeryeong’s body trembles.

Outwardly, Jin Hyeryeong sought the Jeonjin Sect’s secret martial arts more than Ma Yang’s body, but that was only.

She couldn’t show her subordinates that she valued personal feelings over the organization’s goals.

Naturally, she thought she could have Ma Yang.

From the first time she saw her, she was captivated by her cold, sword-like eyes and the maternal aura emanating from her ample breasts.

Not some brat named Sima Mantian or Sima Mandu, whom she’d never heard of.

She should be the one biting, chewing, crushing, and teasing Ma Yang.

She couldn’t let Ma Yang’s ripe, voluptuous body be taken by some brat not even thirty, who only saw her youthful body and tempted her.

“Ho, ho ho… I was planning to wait quietly, but I’ve changed my mind.”

Jin Hyeryeong’s narrow eyes open slightly, revealing a cold gaze.

“Let me personally show the difference in skill with the sword of the Taishan Beidou martial arts faction.”

Both the Jeonjin Sect’s secret techniques and Ma Yang’s breasts were hers.

***

The sun begins to set.

The streets are dyed with the spreading red sunset.

“……….”

Ma Yang glances sideways at Sima Mantian, who is walking in step with her, and carefully looks up at his profile.

It’s not like he’s so handsome that I need to sneak glances. But my eyes keep drifting.

…I never intended to get this close.

To Ma Yang, Sima Mantian was just a cheeky wolf cub clinging to the pure Wang Miaoyang.

…Well, I admit it.

From watching from the side, he is cheeky, but he’s not the type to deceive and use Miaoyang.

He was an unexpectedly strange guy, though.

Anyway, he helped me when I was young due to the medicine.

He showed the will to properly learn the Jeonjin Sect’s martial arts under Miaoyang, so I helped him.

But I never intended to get personally close to Sima Mantian.

I planned to teach him some martial arts and leave without regret when the medicine’s effect wore off.

That’s all. There’s no relationship to speak of.

…But now, my eyes keep drifting to Sima Mantian.

Sometimes he acts like a ferocious wolf.

Other times, he acts like a carefree playboy, and sometimes he shows the face of a serious hero.

I can’t figure him out….

Before Ma Yang’s thoughts finish, Sima Mantian’s arm wraps around her shoulder and pulls her towards him.

Clack~ Clack~!

A carriage immediately passes by.

…Another annoying thing about Sima Mantian is that he’s unnecessarily affectionate.

I really can’t figure him out.

Ma Yang’s eyes widen and shake as she is pulled into Sima Mantian’s embrace.

“……!!”

Of course, it’s not because she was startled by the carriage from behind.

Even though her eyes were caught by Sima Mantian’s face, Ma Yang is a martial arts expert.

She knew the carriage was coming. She knew it wouldn’t hit her.

…But Sima Mantian… this brat acted on his own.

Embarrassment and self-denial surge in her rapidly beating heart.

But the truth is that her heart is racing and she’s flustered just from being held in Sima Mantian’s arms.

Seeing Ma Yang’s expression, Sima Mantian smiles playfully and removes his hand from her shoulder.

“Was that unnecessary meddling?”

“…It was unnecessary meddling.”

“Haha! Sorry about that.”

“…But why did you do it?”

At Ma Yang’s low-voiced question, a question mark appears above Sima Mantian’s head.

“Huh?”

“…Why do you keep caring for me?”

I thought for a moment.

I don’t know what Ma Nong means by asking, but there’s really not much I can say. I don’t want to make something up.

“Just because. I want to take care of you. ~It’s not bad for a senior brother to take care of his junior sister, right?”

A smooth smile reaches Ma Yang on the wind.

It’s really a simple reason, but an indescribable emotion rises within.

She fought her master to save Wang Miaoyang.

She joined the Ilwol God Sect alone and obtained the position of elder.

A top-tier expert and sword master.

But to Sima Mantian, she was a junior sister to be protected.

The unfamiliar feeling of being cared for and protected by someone makes Ma Yang lower her head and bite her lip slightly.

“…What’s that? It’s stupid.”

Has her body becoming younger softened her heart? Her heart beats wildly.

Thump-! Thump-!

Her heartbeat grows louder. …Really foolish.

Thump thump thump thump thump-!!

‘…Huh?’

Ma Yang feels something strange from the unusual beating in her body.

Suddenly, her body heats up, and her breathing becomes rough.

“Haa… Haa…”

A sensation similar to when she took the pill Hyeonho gave her and became younger. Could it be…?

No! I wanted the medicine’s effect to wear off, but why now?!

Sensing something wrong, Sima Mantian supports Ma Yang’s staggering body and checks her condition.

“What’s wrong? Do you have a chronic illness? Let me carry you. There’s a nearby doctor….”

“No… Haa… It’s….”

Just as she wonders how to escape this situation.

“Found her! Ma Yang is over there!”

Jin Hyeryeong’s subordinates appear, chasing Ma Yang.

“Let’s hide first.”

In the unusual situation, Sima Mantian carries the heavily breathing Ma Nong and hides in an alley.

“Did we lose them for now? Ma Nong, how’s your body….”

After evading the enemies and checking Ma Nong’s condition, he tries to put her down.

Pop-!

A popping sound is heard, and something flies and hits my forehead.

“Ugh-!?”

It was a button. The button that held her clothes together couldn’t withstand the rapid growth and popped off, hitting my forehead.

I regain my senses and look at the girl in front of me… no.

If Ma Nong had grown normally, she would have looked like this.

Her clothes, now too small, are torn in places, revealing glimpses of her pure white skin. She has soft, large breasts and beautiful, violet-like eyes.

She’s clearly a beautiful woman, my type, but….

My cute junior sister suddenly becoming voluptuous, I reflexively blurt out.

“Th-the… damaged… tits!”

And of course, I get hit by Ma Yang.

“I’m not damaged!”

Her face red with shame, Ma Yang’s raised fist comes down.

Thud-!!