The Greatest Estate Designer

Chapter 11: A Courageous Ruffian (2)

<Javiers POV>

Im tired. So sleepy.

Lying on the reclined armchair, Javier frowned and tossed his body.

It was annoying.

Of course it was. He escorted the rascal Young Master during the day. Every night, he suffered from insomnia. In the meantime, it was natural that he was tired because he hadnt missed a single sword training in his spare time. No, it was almost karma.

But, did I just sleep more today?

Somehow, he felt like he had slept longer than usual today. A satisfied smile arose at the thought. However, Javiers smile didnt last long.

. Wake up, will you?

He heard an amused voice. The voice sounded as if they had seen something laughable.

Was it a dream?

No, it wasnt a dream. Because I hadnt had a single dream in years.

Maybe it was because of my sleep deprivation. Javier tossed and turned in the opposite direction. But, even that gesture couldnt stop the voice from being heard again.

Its late. Its time to get up, you sleepyhead.

. What? It wasnt a hallucination. There was definitely a voice coming from right next to me.

I am a sleepyhead? What is that?

I dazedly came to my senses.

Ive been suffering from insomnia for years. At least, I am not the kind of person who needed to listen to other peoples sound to sleep. Moreover, I could say that my senses are sharper than anyone else. But, was there someone else who came inside and talked to me without me knowing?

Javier opened his eyes. His whole body stiffened without him even realizing it.

Wake up. If I hadnt woken you up, you wouldve slept until the sun is on top of your head. (tl/n: Lloyd said Javier would sleep until noon if he hadnt woken him up.)

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A black-haired young man was standing beside the reclined armchair. I think he was in his mid-twenties. His face was full of smiles. The smile looked evil, like the smile of a villain who found a nice toy.

Lloyd nim? Javier murmured unconsciously. His murmur could be heard clearly.

The man I escorted. The Young Masterthe troublemaker of this landwho was acting strange recently that it made everyone wonder what kind of wind was blowing. Even the way he smiled with only one corner raised looked so annoying.

You finally recognized me. Oh my God! What should I do?

. Just by looking at your face, I could tell that you werent flustered at all.

But, why is Lloyd-nim here?

Are you waking me up? I spat out unconsciously.

I am confused. This situation is so strange.

Why is this person waking me up?

It had never happened before. It seemed completely impossible.

The one who always overslept was that ruffian, Lloyd. Every morning, the first thing I did after I opened my eyes was waking that man up.

However, why did the corner of his smug grin only get higher?

Why, I wonder. It was because you slept here.

Me? Slept here?

Uh-huh.

How did this happen?

Didnt you remember what happened last night?

Last night, I.

You passed out completely. You were sleeping like a baby. Snoring and grinding your teeth. It was like a 3D sound effect played on Dolby Orchestra.

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Yes. I can relate with you. The reinforced concrete lecture is a bit too much. I thought I was going crazy when I first listened to it. Even when I was the one who recited it last night, I also felt sleepy.

I dont know anything about this. I dont even remember what happened. Seriously. I was just sitting on this chair last night.

Nevertheless, my head felt so much clearer right now.

Did I truly get to sleep soundly? It felt odd yet wonderful.

Tsk. Still spacing out, I see. Drink this and pull yourself together.

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The ruffian Young Master held out a glass. Fresh cold water could be seen sloshing inside the glass.

Gulping down the whole glass at once, I then checked my condition.

While clenching my fists, I could feel the vigor that had never been there before. When blood runs through the blood vessels on my clenched fists, theres a refreshing sensation.

The vividness was on a whole different level than when I suffered from sleep deprivation every day before.

This is incredible.

Could it be that I really got a good nights sleep? Did I overcome that hellish insomnia?

Javier accepted this reality readily. The bodys condition doesnt lie.

Checking it with his outstanding technique, he decided to believe the truth his nerves told him.

However, there was something that caught his eye out of the blue.

What is that?

Javiers gaze was locked on Lloyd. To be precise, on Lloyds waist. Lloyds waist was in front of him and a wooden practice sword was hanging there.

It wasnt just that. Lloyds attire was also unusual.

Light and durable leather armor was worn over his everyday clothes. Leather guards were also tied to his elbows and knees. He even had a towel around his neck to wipe off his sweat.

No wonder, his appearance looked very earnest.

This cant be happening.

Javier unknowingly inhaled.

Something seemed to come to mind. My conjecture was then confirmed by Lloyds response.

Have you forgotten already? You promised to teach me swordsmanship if I cured your insomnia.

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The answer was obvious.

Thanks to that, events from last night flashed across my mind.

Last night, I accepted Lloyds offer. It was kind of a bet.

So, what if Lloyd successfully cured my insomnia? What if I fell asleep? Did I promise to teach that rascal swordsmanship?

That was indeed Lloyds offer which he accepted last night.

So, now I have to teach that ruffian swordsmanship? Me?

Insomnia had haunted me for a long time. The joy of overcoming that and achieving a good nights sleep soon cooled down.

This felt like a huge problem.

Then, lets start with running.

In the training ground, the weather was sunny.

Javier stood on one side of the training ground and said, Stand over here, please.

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Good. From now on, Lloyd-nim will be running along the edge of the training ground. Do you have any questions?

No, I dont.

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If I have to run, Ill just run. What?

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Dont tell me. You werent preparing to launch a long speech inside your heart, were you?

What do you mean by a long speech?

Are you pretending to be innocent? Why, you know what I meant. With a stern, solemn, and serious look, youd say things like Running is the basic of all training. Powerful swordsmanship and flamboyant techniques must be supported with strong basic physical strength, blah-blah-blah-blah, this kind of atmosphere and speech.

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The prickly Javier shut his mouth. Lloyd shrugged.

Then, did you imagine me complaining like I dont want to do it! Just teach me powerful swordsmanship! and then youd cooly answer me with its Lloyd-nim himself who asked me to teach swordsmanship., and then proceed to make me run?

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Im right, arent I?

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Oh, gee. Im not a child. Tsk. Then, Im going.

Step! Step! Step!

Lloyd departed.

Javier, who remained on the starting line, unconsciously frowned.

I thought youre going to whine about not wanting to run.

Lloyds reaction was too different from his predictions. He was much calmer than I thought.

But, If I make him keep running, hell show his true nature. That was what Javier thought.

Every human is like that. When they feel comfortable before they start something, theyll feel ambitious. Feeling confident that they can achieve any goal.

However, what if a hard moment arrives? What if they run into a wall that is the limitation of their body and mind?

Curiosity and bravado that were initially there vanishes like a lie.

Hell try to make some compromise with his inner self, which shrieks when faced with struggles. Just like people who have been on a diet for about 3 days or so. Or, just like those who declared to quit smoking a day ago. Their weak nature will manifest.

Lloyd Frontera. Im sure youre the same.

The ruffian he knew was especially such a person.

He was a human being who never faced a situation like this, where he had been forced to run. So, how many laps around the training ground will it take for you to run out of breath?

Youll regret the bravado youve just shown. You might call it quits with learning swordsmanship.

Frankly, that was what I hoped for. I didnt want to teach that rascal swordsmanship. I didnt have any faith in that person.

He was a human being who got drunk every day. Every time he did that, he committed all kinds of misdeeds. Even so, teaching such a person swordsmanship? Thinking about what kind of accident he would cause using the swordsmanship I taught is a headache.

Thats unacceptable.

Of course, the hooligan changed a bit recently. However, the true nature of a person doesnt change easily. That rascal is the same. Who knows when his old habits will make a comeback?

So Im going to treat you as harshly as I can until you give up or until you can get over it and prove yourself worthy.

Javier concealed his firm resolution.

With cold eyes, I stared at Lloyd. Waiting for the moment this ruffian shouted that hes giving up.

However, things didnt turn out the way I thought.

Gasp, gaasp! Gasp!

Step, step! Step!

Lloyd kept running. He just kept running silently.

Ten laps, twenty laps, thirty laps, and still counting.

While circling the training ground, he passed through in front of Javier a good number of times. In the meantime, he didnt even utter a single word. Even when his breath was ragged; when his body drenched in sweat; or when his tired legs trembled.

Without any rest, he silently ran at a constant speed.

How?

Little by little at first. Later on, in a straightforward manner, Javiers eyes shook.

Lloyds mental strength was so incomprehensible that it was hard to fathom the source.

<Lloyds POV>

Of course, the secret of Lloyds tenacity was actually simple.

Because Ive been through more than just running like this.

He actually did.

In the army, marching and guerrilla activities are strenuous activities that made him very tired. When he lost his parents and worked part-time jobs, it got even more exhausting.

Have you been climbing up and down all day to transport bricks to the roof of a four-story building? Or have you been loading and unloading delivery trucks all night?

Only those who have tried it know how difficult it is. The feeling when your body is forced to become mechanical parts, endlessly working while feeling like its gonna be torn apart.

Even though I was out of breath, I kept watching the clock, while holding onto some hope. Im sure all of this will come to an end. Just a little bit more and Ill get to rest. However, in reality? Absolutely wrong. It was really sh*tty. The time wasnt even halfway through! Compared to the despair of having to keep moving in the midst of feeling hopeless just to make some money, running like this feels like heaven!

In South Korea, such things were my routine. I had to live in such a hopeless situation every day. With a sense of despair, wondering how long I have to live like this. Amidst that, I hadnt given up on making a living.

Lets make some money. Lets eat and keep on living.

I always had to push my limits. No, I had to move even soullessly, just like a zombie in a state of limbo. Only then could I not starve.

On the other hand, what about now?

All I have to do is run.

I wasnt forced to move like a slave. I ran to learn swordsmanship because I wanted it. Of course, my body still got tired. But, it was fun.

I was happy, even if I was out of breath; even when my whole body was drenched with sweat; even when my legs felt like jelly and was unsteady; even when everything in front of my eyes turned black sometimes.

This is fine.

Lloyd kept running. And, well past the fiftieth lap, he smiled as he passed in front of Javier.

Huff, huff, huff! Im the one running, yet, huff, why are you the one who looked like you had chewed on some shit?

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Huuu, huft. You didnt expect this, did you?

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Then, will you continuously stand there, huff, in silence?

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After that, Lloyd kept running. It continued like that until Javier couldnt take it anymore.

<Back to Javiers POV>

Please stop running, Lloyd-nim.

Huft, heuk, why?

Youre already limping.

I, too, huff, heuk, already know that?

Thats why, please take a break.

Hufft, okay. Roger that.

Lloyd stopped running for the first time.

Are you flustered?

No, Im not.

No. Im right. Youre flustered.

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Hufft. Yeah. You never expected this kind of situation to happen. Youve probably prepared a bunch of lines like, Im disappointed by Lloyd-nims weak willpower, or You have to keep running until I tell you to stop. Am I right?

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As Ive said before, huft, why do you discreetly treat people with prejudice?

I dont know what you mean.

Didnt you take me as a joke when I asked you to teach me swordsmanship?

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Javier was speechless. Lloyd stared into his eyes with a face bereft of a smile.

When I saw that look in his eyes, I unconsciously ran out of answers. In my heart, I felt like I was caught.

Is swordsmanship a joke? Is that it?

Of course thats not it.

But, why didnt you take my words seriously when I asked you to teach me swordsmanship?

Thats

With such complacent spirit, can you even teach others swordsmanship?

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I have nothing to say. For the first time, I wanted to hide in a rat hole.

The Young Master, who I thought of as only a hooligan, kept talking, Looking at it, youve been checking if Im qualified to learn swordsmanship. However, I need to make sure youre qualified to teach swordsmanship too. Am I wrong?

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So lets get this right. When youre going to argue about my qualifications, do some research first on how to teach better, okay?

. I understand.

Javier bit his lips unconsciously.

I never thought there would be a day when I would be criticized by that scumbag. The back of my head felt like it had been bashed by a blunt weapon.

I wanted to refute him somehow, but I couldnt.

Because hes right.

Without a hitch, Javier admitted it. It was exactly the same as Lloyd pointed out. He was only looking at the opponents qualifications. He didnt think about how to teach swordsmanship better. He tried to test his opponents mental strength when he didnt prepare himself properly.

I was ashamed to look back on it.

<Lloyds POV>

At that moment.

Ding dong!

[Javier Asrahans favorability towards you has increased by +1!]

[Your current relationship with Javier Asrahan: -28]

[A slight improvement in your relationship with a key character earned you 18 RP]

[Current RP: 29]

A new string of messages popped in front of Lloyds eyes.

Tl/n: This chapter is so cute, isnt it? On the first part of the chapter, the structure is the same with chapter 1. But here, Javier changed roles with Lloyd.