The Heavenly Demon Gives a Massage

“Oh, Tae-han.”

Have you been drinking tea like that?

Seeing Kang Tae-han open the door and enter the break room, Director Hwang raised his hand and expressed his delight.

“Have you finished checking the documents?”

“yes. There was no particular problem.”

Kang Tae-han nodded at Director Hwang’s words and sat down on a chair near the sofa. Then, Director Hwang picked up the teapot and asked insinuatingly.

“Would you like a cup of tea?”

“Good. Is that okay?”

“it’s okay. I brought enough.”

As if those words were not empty words, there was another teacup on the tray besides Hwang’s. Chief Hwang poured a cup of tea into it and pushed it toward Kang Tae.

“By the way, I couldn’t even watch the opening ceremony, so what should I do?”

“ah… Come to think of it, was today the opening ceremony?”

“Aha. It looks like you forgot.”

Kang Tae-han scratched his head with an embarrassed expression. Rather than being particularly regretful, it was a reaction of surprise at the fact that I had forgotten about such a thing. In response, Chief Hwang shed a sly smile.

“Taehan isn’t perfect either. I’ve never seen him forget a schedule or an appointment.”

“That’s a bit… It’s a little bit different.”

Always remember the things you said you did or should do. This is because he was influenced by the unique habit of Moorim people, who value promises and responsibilities as if they were their own lives.

However, in other parts, Kang Tae-han also forgets and forgets normally. It’s not that I don’t care, it’s just that it’s literally normal awareness.

“But what, was it a waste to miss?”

“No, it’s not to that extent, but still, when our delegation comes out, there are a lot of familiar faces, so it’s something amazing.”

Chief Hwang said, recalling the scene at the time. I have seen the opening ceremony of the Olympics several times, and it was a different point of enjoyment that I had never felt before.

“I did, but Tae-han, the person in charge, would have more new feelings, I thought that way. You must have seen Taehan at least once.”

Although he never said it himself, Chief Hwang had a rough guess. Kang Tae-han really likes to see people who have been massaged by him play an active role somewhere.

Would you say it feels a bit rewarding?

I feel quite proud when news of someone who has been there is posted on internet news, and although it’s a bit rare these days, I’ve also watched baseball or overseas soccer.

And the last time I visited Jincheon Athletes’ Village, I know that most of the national team players received a massage from Kang Tae-han.

Then, I must have had some kind of attachment to Kang Tae-han. Hwang is the manager who comes up with such a thought.

“Hmm… It’s kind of sad to say that.”

At the words of Chief Hwang, Kang Tae-han put his honest feelings into his mouth. It was a calm voice, but it was a voice that felt somewhat regretful.

* * *

“By the way, what are you thinking so hard about?”

“… huh? me?”

“Yes, you.”

Choi Seong-hyun, who reacts a little surprised when he suddenly speaks. When he pointed at him and asked again, Kang Tae-han nodded and answered.

“Is something going on?”

“No, it’s not a big deal… … .”

Seonghyun Choi scratched his head with an embarrassed expression.

Actually, it wasn’t too much of a concern. It’s just that the situation from before just kept bothering me.

He didn’t say anything, but the situation where Chief Hwang made coffee on his own, as if he had looked into his heart.

Do you think I can’t quite understand it?

Chief Hwang said that he heard him speak, but no matter how much he thought about it, it didn’t seem like he said it himself. It was because I remembered that I consciously kept my mouth shut while I was about to say something.

“What, perhaps because of the telegram sent earlier?”

Meanwhile, Kang Tae-han, who was staring at Choi Seong-hyeon, raised a teacup and said in a non-trivial voice. It was a conversation that seemed obvious without even looking at it.

“… whole tone? what is that.”

“You sent it openly earlier, saying you want coffee instead of tea.”

At Kang Tae-han’s words, Choi Seong-hyeon tilted his head.

It is not a question of whether this was said or not. Even if what he said was correct, there was no way he would have heard it unless Kang Tae-han overheard it.

‘No, in the first place, you say, ‘I told you’. I wouldn’t say ‘I sent it’, normally.’

Wouldn’t the expression “sent” be more suitable for text messages or radio calls? Seonghyun Choi, who was lost in thought for a moment, made a more confused expression.

“The whole tone is a word.”

[This is transmission.]

At that moment, Kang Tae-han’s voice resonated in Choi Seong-hyeon’s head. I definitely heard it, but it was a sensation that went straight to my head, not my ears.

“Eh? uh?”

A face that shows a look of bewilderment.

Kang Tae-han smiled unconsciously at that face. It was the reaction he expected, which usually jumps out when he hears a whole tone for the first time.

“Once you get used to qi sense to a certain extent, you will be able to convey your yeom through qi.”

When you can manage your qi to some extent, you will be able to convey your thoughts, emotions, and such things to some extent through qi.

Based on this, it can be used simply to subdue the other person by spewing out murder, or to overwhelm the crowd by amplifying the sense of intimidation.

Here, you can convey your intention to the other person by including a more specific intention. This is the transmission, and it was the identity of what caused Choi Seong-hyeon to worry.

“… Did I do that?”

“It was very rough to be called transmission, but it was.”

Kang Tae-han smiled as he recalled the previous situation.

Basically, he spreads his energy all the time in a certain radius. Rather than being vigilant, in fact, it feels almost like a habit. If the gigam is closed at all, would you say it’s a stuffy feeling?

And Kang Tae-han can grasp the surrounding movement, presence, and even the flow of energy through this realm of feeling. Of course, the whole sound of beginners who have no caution is also included there.

Transmission is a method of conveying one’s intentions to the other person without sound. If I have to use an analogy, it feels similar to sending a radio directly to the other person through Ki.

And just as it is possible to eavesdrop on a radio, it is also possible for other people to hear transmission.

If there is a certain level of difference, it is possible to steal and listen even if you concentrate a little, and if it exceeds a certain level, you can hear it openly without being aware of it.

“The car must have been bitten a lot. It sounded like he was talking right next to him about how much he wanted coffee.”

The reason why you shouldn’t send an electric tone anywhere unless you are a fairly good master. Kang Tae-han spoke in a playful voice, while Choi Seong-hyun clicked his tongue with a somewhat embarrassed expression and added as if to add.

“You’ve been drinking a lot lately.”

“It is. How, can I get you some sugar?”

“It’s done, man.”

Choi Seong-hyeon frowned and waved his hand. Kang Tae-han smiled at the sight. It was a strange smile, half mixed with playfulness and pride.

‘Well, whatever… It has risen this much in a short period of time.’

Of course, it was not intentional, but it was sent implicitly without my knowledge, and the way the transmission was sent was very rough and clumsy.

However, it is not true that the telegram was sent anyway. This is a proof that he has grown explosively in the past few days, and it was the result.

‘Teaching is worthwhile.’

The most frustrating time teaching someone is when you don’t feel the other person’s growth. If you’ve taught them hard enough, but nothing changes, you can’t help but feel empty.

And in that sense, Sunghyun Choi… … .

At least it wasn’t the case that he didn’t have a taste for teaching.

It’s not to the level of enlightening two if you tell me one thing, but at least I was steadily growing as I learned each and every thing I was told.

I would say that it exceeded expectations in many ways.

Does your constitution fit better than you thought? Compared to what you initially expected, it is a much faster growth. Especially considering that this place is modern.

“Well, I’m not sure what you’re talking about… Is it another story related to qi?”

“yes that’s right.”

“It seemed so.”

Meanwhile, Director Hwang was quietly listening while drinking tea. He nodded his head slowly with an expression of understanding. They’ve gotten quite used to saying things that only they know.

“Then, has Seonghyeon rise to a level befitting the head of the academy?”

“Oh, please don’t say things like that. I would die of embarrassment.”

Seonghyeon Choi answered with a furrowed brow at Chief Hwang’s vague question. A little playful atmosphere. However, Kang Tae-han thought about the question for a while. It was an expression of serious examination.

“Honestly, in the past, there wasn’t a lack of a little bit and a little bit of a dangerous feeling… … .”

Then he nodded slowly and opened his mouth. It was a voice that seemed to contain certainty.

“Right now, at least in terms of skills and skills, I don’t think there is anything lacking.”

The electric sound that came out in the middle of the day without knowing it.

Although it was not his intention and Kang Tae-han said it in a playful way, it was proof that he had escaped the realm of second-class in itself.

And, without a doubt, this was a huge achievement. To the extent that even Kang Tae-han did not expect it this far.

“… hum, hmm okay?”

Meanwhile, after Kang Tae-han’s remarks, there was a moment of silence.

In the silence, Seonghyeon Choi averted his eyes slightly for no reason and let out a clearing of his throat. It was such an expression of pride and joy inside.

* * *

[This is Sydney, where the Olympics are currently being held. Currently, the mixed team event in archery and the round of 16 in individual fencing are being held together.]

[Wasn’t there a rare scene in archery where Jeong Ga-in broke the camera? The atmosphere at the scene is also buzzing. After all, Korea is an archery powerhouse. Isn’t it?]

[That’s right. I don’t know if it’s because of my mood, but even on set, the atmosphere is somewhat convincing. Rather than ‘nonsense!’, I would say ‘someone did it’, or something like this.]

“Hmm… … .”

Player waiting room located inside the stadium.

The woman who was sitting there watching the Olympic relay turned off the smartphone screen she was watching with a subtle drool.

She is none other than Ju Se-hwa, the national female fencing representative.

She lifted her head slightly to check her watch, put her smartphone in her personal cabinet, and then took out a piece of equipment one by one and began to wear it on her body.

‘All we talked about was archery.’

Put on your gear, do some light stretching.

Meanwhile, she remembered the broadcast she had just watched. I mean the broadcast that focused only on archery.

Of course, I wasn’t particularly sad or anything.

Rather, it was natural. Archery has been a sport that has won gold medals for a long time, and people’s interest and support felt different from fencing.

Fencing has also achieved unexpected results in the recent Olympics and won quite a few medals, but it is true that it is still a non-mainstream field.

“It’s not something I care about, though.”

But that doesn’t mean he’s downhearted.

It’s not like that, and there’s no need for that. She looked into the mirror and smiled.

This is the Olympics. It is a place that can be called the biggest stage she has ever seen, but it is not an exaggeration to say that she is now the most confident of her career, far from being scared.

“Let’s not be ashamed to see the teacher.”

She muttered to herself, then clapped her hands loudly once, as if to promise herself.

At one time, she was in a situation where her activities as an athlete, let alone the Olympics, were cut off due to a sudden traffic accident, but now it can be said that it was a good thing.

Thanks to that, I came to know Cheonma Massage, and as a result, I was able to stand on the Olympic stage in a better condition than before.

All that remains now is to show our achievements on this stage.

“Miss Zhu? Are you ready?”

“yes. It’s done.”

“Then I will go right away.”

Moderate suspense enough to heighten excitement.

and excitement.

With those two thoughts in mind, she grabbed her headgear and left the waiting room.

On that day, she defeated Italy, the traditional stronghold of fencing, and then defeated France in the next match, displaying her overwhelming skills and skills.