My Dad Is Too Strong

Simgye, Yeongnyunsan.

the dark foot of a mountain where the sun does not rise

However, the thick fog lifted, and the blue moonlight began to softly illuminate the entire mountain.

The critical massager described the phenomenon, which lasts about six hours a day, as "the morning was bright."

When he woke up, he immediately walked out to the yard and stood in front of the place marked "X."

"Hoo hoo."

The corners of your mouth go up, and you hum with your humming.

This is the first thing that Wi Joong-ki has done since he returned to his home in Yeongryun Mountain after meeting his late father Cheonma. It's bamboo leaf syrup!

After graduating last from the Black Salmon Academy, Wi Joong-ki took private lessons from time to time and drank the liquor he gave him: Jukyeopcheong, a popular liquor for both men and women in Jungwon. Chunma, Lee Do-joon seemed to have loved the idea of bamboo leaves with Yongjeong tea.

"It's only a month today."

If you put bamboo leaves, Baekgukhwa, and Unmokhyang in the middle of the day and mature for a month in a place where it is cold, you will be born as the best drink with a cool aftertaste and a clean throat, and today was exactly the day.

Buck-bug.

Dig the ground carefully with fingers.

Basically, digging used air and spewed out the sword.

If I might break the precious bamboo leaves, I sold them by hand.

Because it was a drink to share with someone you respect most.

"Let's see... ...the Book of Transitions...…."

The Book of Conversion that allows Dojun to go to the Earth where he lives.

But the Wei Zhonggi realized that there was not a single piece of his hand.

It was because of a stupid transcendent seat on the earth that was in and out of the earth to seize and retrieve the gungnil and write a letter of apology to retrieve Gungnil.

"...whoo."

There are as many as eight pages of transfer as he has to receive.

The crane that I promised never to lend until I got the eight cards.

I had to stop by to get a copy of Jeon's book.

"Please wait a little bit. Heavenly Horse."

a pine tree growing in the yard

He hung bamboo leaves on a long stretch of branches.

The wind will keep the bamboo leaves cool.

Bam!

The critical period hastened its steps to the land of despair.

"Gee-jung-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi!"

A man's roar echoed on Mount Yeongryun.

At the beginning of Yeongnyunsan Mountain, Kiriel reached the residence where the Wei Zhonggi was staying with just three leaps, and opened the door and entered the house and looked around his head.

There were ten sheets of parchment in his hand, which was a letter of apology for Dojun.

Kiriel, who was about to go after final examination by the crane before going up to Earth.

"Hmm. You're not home."

What should I do?

I think about waiting at home until the critical moment comes.

"Huh?"

At the moment, an object entered Kiriel's gaze.

Dangling from a branch, it was a hoary.

Kiriel, who was carefully examining the bottle, picked the bottle cap and smelled it.

I frowned unconsciously at the strong smell of alcohol and took a sip.

"......not bad?"

I didn't enjoy drinking.

I could tell at once that the liquor in my hand was quite high-end.

***

9 o'clock that evening.

Dojun was sitting alone in an empty office.

The total number of employees in the crack management department was over 40, compared to other departments.

Somehow I felt lonely working overtime alone in such a spacious office.

It wasn't because I had too much work. However, we were only having time to check the cracks that were being managed once in a while.

'Let's get going.'

I still had to look at about 80 more.

It wasn't urgent, so Dojun decided to get up from his seat.

As he had already told Seol Yoon-hee that he could go home a little late after working overtime, Do-jun's steps on his way home were quite relaxed.

***

Before you go home.

Dojun's foot stopped.

".........."

The reason why he grabbed the ankle was none other than the supermarket.

I haven't had a get-together lately, and it's been a while since I've had a drink.

Dojun was thinking about having a drink after a long time. I wasn't drunk even after drinking, but when I was drinking, I had my own atmosphere.

Dangling.

Buy a bottle of soju and come out of the supermarket.

Then, a small crack broke out in front of Dojun.

What appeared in the crack is a man familiar to Do-jun.

Scrape!

The man who came out of the crack slightly flinched when Do-jun and his eyes met.

I looked alternately at the parchment and the bottle of scallops that I was holding in my hand, and said in a solemn voice.

"Self-reflection..." I'm done."

Dojun grinned.

"And this..."

Guy, Kiriel, handed me the bottle.

Do-jun, who received the lorry, looked around.

And I could feel the familiar scent between the crevices.

"This is..."

Sizzle, sizzling!

Beef and paprika are roasted on a frying pan.

Seol Yun-hee looks at the simple table and chair installed outside the veranda.

No, to be exact, Dojun and his guest sitting there.

According to Carthiel, the identity of the guest is a person called the Transcendental Seat from the center. In addition, he is quite famous in the heart system called the end of the center.

"Siel, then isn't that the enemy?"

Behimos Guild, which is targeting the center.

And the goal is to destroy the core of the heart.

Most people around the world already knew by the Hunter Administration's statement.

However, it was strange to hear that the guest came up from Shimgye.

"......I don't know. I've heard from Enne that all demons and transcendental seats are evil and ferocious targets to be removed."

"But you look nice on the outside."

"Uh, um....... It may be limited to you."

Seol Yoon-hee and Karsiel.

He stared at Kiriel, who was sitting at an angle opposite Dojun.

***

With a cheerful sound as I opened the lid.

The strong aroma of alcohol wafted in the wind.

Kiriel rose slightly from his seat and poured alcohol into Dojun's glass with both hands.

Do-jun, who brought a bottle of Horik from his hand, poured the same drink.

Dropping.

Seol Yoonhee opened the door of the veranda.

I put a plate of stir-fried beef on the table.

"It's a snack."

"Thank you."

Dojun smiled.

Then, Moon Byul, who came in together, poked out her head, pointing at the edge of the table.

"Daughter of the King of the Earth."

The king of the earth.

After hearing that, Seol Yoon-hee tilted her head.

He glanced at Dojun, who put a piece of beef in his mouth to Byul.

But soon, I thought about it and left the veranda with the words "Enjoy the food."

"Now. Try this, too. If you've had a side dish, you've got to pour alcohol."

Kiriel smiled and offered Byul a drink.

At that moment, Byul's eyes, which smelled the alcohol, were fluttering.

"It's sour. It's not even the face."

"It's okay for adults to give."

"Well, that's Jeanne. Rice ree jouge."

To be honest, once in a while, Moon Byul.

I've had a drink before.

When you're walking around on the first floor of the center.

I drank the dew on the grass.

One day I recalled the memory of lying around all day long in the clouds.

Star, that's alcohol. You can't drink it.

advice from the Tree of Wisdom

Byul recognized that the smell of dew and the liquid Kiriel recommended was the same as that of the dew that had formed in Lilai at that time. As Byul tore her eyes and stared at Kiriel in a cute way, Do-joon smiled and stroked her head.

"By the way......... where did you get the bamboo leaves?"

"Yi, this is. So, um...…."

I also knew for the first time that the name of the liquor was Jukyeopcheong.

It was nothing more than a sneak carrying what was hanging from a tree branch in the house yard of the Wei Zhonggi.

After agonizing over what to say, Kieriel decided to give a moderate amount of space.

"I got a present from someone I know."

"Yes, I asked because I was curious because it's pretty high quality. It tastes good."

"I'm glad to hear that. Haha."

Time went by like that.

The drinking party was over after an hour.

Kiriel, who was given a gungnil by Dojun, looked at him.

He said, pointing out that he drank with bamboo leaves.

"Hey, I need a favor...…."

***

Five days have passed.

After completing the ordeal up to three stages in the land of despair.

I breathed as I looked at the vast plain stained with blood.

With a total of seven stages of ordeal asleep, the higher the level, the more valuable artifacts were paid as compensation, and if the level 3 was cleared, one copy of the transfer could be received.

Pong!

To make amends, came out.

She is in the form of a little fairy, also known as a helper.

From the 1st floor of the center to the world of Simgye, he went around freely to help the adventurer.

Simgye was no exception.

"You're always amazing. Your strength. I can't even remember what I used to be.

[A letter of transfer will be issued as a reward.]

A total of two books of transfer are held in hand.

It seems like Tusitala has nothing more to see.

After a wave of his hand, he disappeared like smoke.

After visiting the land of despair, Wi Joong-ki immediately returned to his home in Yeongryunsan Mountain.

And the moment you enter the yard, looking proudly at chapter 2 of Jeon in your hand.

Kieriel, sitting on the crocket, came into the eye.

"When did you come?"

"A few days ago, I even got a gungnil from the king of the earth."

"That's good. Congratulations."

"Thank you. Thanks to you."

"......well, that's true."

The Wei Zhonggi, who thought he was referring to the preceding book.

I took root in the yard and walked towards the pine tree that was in place.

Then he smiled at the bamboo leaves hanging well from the branches.

"The critical period. But what is it?"

"Ah. This? This is called bamboo leaves."

"I know."

"You? This is a drink from the midfield......... that's strange. Anyway, the Heavenly Horse loved it very much. Did I tell you the story of when I was a Catholic? At that time, Chunma would sometimes tilt her glass with me, and each time she drank this liquor called Jukyeopcheong."

".........."

The critical period laughed merrily.

"By all means, this bamboo plant was born after a month of waiting. The Heavenly Horse will love it. Since I got two books of Jeon from the land of despair, I will soon go up to the earth and ask him to have a drink."

".........."

The critical period is.

I saw Kiriel's face rotting.

I was wondering why you made such a face when you got the gungnyil.

Anyway, everything went well, so I decided to move on.

"First of all, I need to taste it to see if it's matured well."

Open the lid and savor the scent.

But it wasn't what I thought.

The Wei Zhonggi frowned and gave a slight lip.

"......what is it?"

The taste was thin.

In addition, there was no strong bamboo scent unique to Jukyeopcheong.

"Why, what's wrong?"

"It tastes a little weird. This can't be happening."

"He, yeah? Huh...…."

"Is it because you've been out there for five days?"

If the taste has changed, that is the only cause.

The gastric juver bit his lips and drooled over the saliv.

How hard you've worked for this day!

"Sa, is it gone bad?"

Kiriel got up from the floor and approached the crane.

A look of disappointment was evident in the face of the Wei Zhongqi.

"I don't think so, but......... I can't give this to the Heavenly Horse, so...….."

Bam!

Kiriel put his hand on the shoulder of the heavy machine.

"This body will help you!"

"What?"

"That bamboo shop or something."

"......it's all right. It's a lot of work. It's pretty annoying."

Kiriel was the type who hated being bothered.

He knew such a character, so he knew that Kiriel would step down.

But Kiriel's expression was more serious than ever.

"Give me the materials. I'll get this body right away."

"Is it true?"

"Yes! I owe you a lot, so this much, of course. Besides, I don't feel comfortable seeing you look so depressed."

The pupils of the critical period grew bigger.

He's not like this.

a smirk

"The essential ingredients are Baekgukhwa and Unmokhyang. White chrysanthemum..."

Kiriel, who heard the explanation.

Nodding his head, he immediately left to get the ingredients.

The lone crane smiled as it looked at where Cyril had left.

"You're a fool.

He's a nice guy when you get to know him.

***

A few days later.

"By the way."

A heavy machine that used bamboo leaf syrup to make soup.

He took another sip of Jukyeopcheong (?), which had changed its taste.

He mumbled, smacking his lips.

"This is pretty good, too."

"He, is he?"

Kiriel was fanning the brazier.

I drank smoke and asked back.

"It's all right. This is... ...we'd better give it a separate name. What should I use?"

"Soju."

"Huh?"

Kiriel answered, avoiding the gaze.

"How about soju?"

The critical period, which briefly recalled the name Soju.

He smiled and nodded.

"Okay."