Chaotic Nights — Chapter 212. Attend

Translator: Atlas

Weekly Chapter 4/4

“Yes. Eunha will get married.”

Shim’s indifference was replaced with a smile. He pulled out another coin. Despite her hesitation, he put the coin in her hand.

“It’s a long journey.”

“You don’t need to give me this…”

“If you really appreciate it, you can ask Eunha for a book.”

“I will. Thank you.”

After bowing multiple times, she turned around. Yongi walked fast because she wanted to get to the stream soon. She desired to eliminate the fishy odor.

Will Yuljae still be sleeping?

She also washed her body every day at the courtesan house. She walked along the forest path where the sun had not yet risen until she reached the stream.

She aimed to get home before he woke up to prepare rice.

Just as she was about to undress, someone appeared from the water.

Yongi was startled.

It was Yuljae. He calmly put on the clothes he had left on the rock.

Yongi just watched him get dressed. Gentle sunlight filtering through the branches lit up his body. The early morning dew seemed to intensify the scent of grass.

“I apologize. I had traveled a great distance.”

He ran his hand through his wet hair. Yongi lowered her head to avoid eye contact.

“How did you know about this place?”

“I discovered it when I heard the water flowing during my walk.”

“I advised you to go to the inn…”

Yongi was startled because Yuljae approached her.

She hoped the warrior wouldn’t detect her fishy odor.

But Yuljae stopped his steps.

“Take a bath. Don’t worry, I won’t look at you.”

“Sorry it smells like fish.”

“The scent of blood is most unpleasant.”

He leaned against a nearby tree. Water dripped from his wet hair.

Yongi pulled out a cloth she had brought in a bamboo basket.

“Use this to dry yourself.”

“I don’t need it.”

“I have another one.

Finally, he dried his wet face with the cloth.

Yongi, who felt more comfortable, stepped into the stream in her underwear. She cleaned herself with soap, replacing the fishy odor with a lily fragrance.

She only approached him once she was dressed. Their eyes met, and water dripped from her cheeks. Her clothes were drenched as if she had been caught in the rain.

“You’re going to catch a cold again.”

Yuljae held out a cloth. When she received it, their hands brushed.

“I have a favor to ask.”

He stroked the flushed cheekbone.

“Are you sick?”

“No. It’s not that…”

Yongi felt tingled. She recognized that sensation.

“I’ll attend the wedding. Take me to Eunha.”