SUNGYEOL POV

SLAP!

Without me notice, I slap Sungjong HARD. I’m not regretting it though, he deserves it. But everyone else has been a little too over-reacted, I wonder if Dongwoo’s had affecting them?

“ YOUR MAEJSTY! TAKE IT BACK! “ Myungsoo risen his voice, face full of worry

“ LIKE HELL! This guy said something he shouldn’t have! He’s never even met my mother! “ I shouted back. 

“ Going on about her being loose, or saying she’s a nobody! Just who do you think you are, insulting my mother?! There’s no way I’m apologizing or taking back what I said ! “  My anger is on its high point. I am never... will let someone insult those whom I care of.

Lady Hyori walks slowly, approaching me. 

“ Your Majesty, does this mean you absolutely refuse to take back what you did? “ she asked in a way calmer tone that I would’ve imagine. 

That’s right “ I answered plus a nod

“ EXCELENT !! “ She squealed in happines, jumping around like a little girl would be when she’s given a new dress or dolls. What on earth is hapening? Wait... that sounds wrong

“ THAT MEANS THE PROPOSAL IS OFFICIAL NOW, MY SWEET JONGIE !!! “ She continues clapping and hug Sungjong who turns pale

“ WHAT? PR—PROPOSAL ?! Wait—didn’t I do something really rude just now?! “ trying to make it straight, but I can sense something not good is aproaching . In the corner of my eyes, I see

Dongwoo dramatically collapese on the floor

“ You weren’t out of line... Rather, according to an old and higly respected tradition of ours... You just proposed to him...” he said, panting crazily

“ Strike the left cheek constitues a marriage contract proposal. And when the struck party turns his rigth cheeks, this signigies he has accepted said proporsal “ continued Myungsoo

“ Then, when you said proposal... you man I ASKED HIM TO MARRY ME?! BUT, WE’RE BOTH GUYS--! “ 

“ It’s not an uncommon occurence here “ Myungsoo lowers his head.  Dongwoo nods his head showing his support for Myungsoo’s statement. But they are not the important matter right now. Unsurely, I turn back to see Sungjong has risen up from his seat with an aura of a wild wolf, the furious one. 

“ YOU’VE GOTTA BE KIDDING ME--! “ He grabs a knife from the dinidn table and throw it to the floor. “ I have never been so himiliated... DO YOU THINK I’LL JUST ACCEPT THIS?! “ He cried as the butter-knofe spins on the marble floor.

Trying to ba calm, I reach to pick up the knife “ Hey, watch it. Don’t toss your food around like that “ 

I’m not sure but Dongwoo and Myungsoo tried to stop me from picking up the knife.

“ So you picked it up, huh? “ Sungjong smiles bitterly.

“ The time is noon tomorrow! I’ll allow you to decide what weapons we will use! I do advise you to pick whatever weapon you are strongest with... and come at me with the intent to kill! Prepare yourself “ He points at me, saying those words I couldn’t digest with a proud smile; he then leaves the room and slam the door behind him. Such a polite kid, duh? 

Once again, Dongwoo fell on the ground... “ I never would hae expected a proposal....but to have him accept a duel so soon is just..! I just can’t follow His Majesy’s swiftly changing feelings... ! “ Which again, I ignored.. I then look at Myungsoo, trying to get some help.

“ Your Majesty, when someone intentionally drops a knife, it’s a silent invitation to a duel... and when the opponent retrieves the knife, this means he has decided to accept the challenge... “ Myungsoo massage his temple lightly...

“ YOU’VE GOTTA BE KIDDING ME ?! YOU MEAN I’M GONNA GET KILLED BY HIM?! “ 

AUTHOR POV

Meanwhile, the eldest son and Lady Hyorin is having a little talk back there.

“ He’s never been one to contril his emotions well... but I never thought he do let this implusiveness take him this far... “ said Hoya to his mother

“ That’s true... but... Sungjong is not entirely at fault here, you know... “ replied Lady Hyori

“ What do you mean by that? “

“ Didn’t you smell that lovely scented perfume coming from His Majesty’s hair?  He must have used some of mine that I forgot! If one smells that scent and has even the smallest hint of desire for him, it will turn into a bold passion in an instant! And it doesn’t work on anyone but a mazoku!” explained Lady Hyori

“ Hmm.. I see.... then this is more serious than if it was simple dislike... you mean to send him into a frenzy. Mother, you have really got to tell us these things sooner “ Hoya said to his mpother

“ Oh, Why? Don’t you think Jongie looks his cutest when he’s angry? Is there really any mother who does not want to see her son at his most charming? Of course not, right? “ 

And by that, both the mother and the son leave the dining room 

SWIPE! SWIPE!
Sungyeol tried to manage swiping the lightest sword Myungsoo could gave him, even though he still think that it’s quite heavy.

“ How does the sword feel? Are you getting used to it? “ asks Myungsoo as he

“ Just as I thought, it’s still a bit heavy… but this part of the grip is almost like a bat. This sure takes me back to when I played baseball. It’s been a year since I quit now “ Sungyeol stares at ground, recalling the memories when he still played baseball. He used to love that sport, well for now, he is not sure.

“ Perhaps… you haven’t really quit it “  Myungsoo said as he walks to Sungyeol and throw something to him. “ Here ! How was that? “ Smiles Myungsoo

“ WHOA! That was great! Your hard-ball’s almost exactly like the one they throw in Korea! “ Sungyeol stares at the ball in awe.

“ How about we take it slowly? “ Myungsoo naturally wink, makes Sungyeol stuttered a bit, but his excitement covered it all. They played for awhile, it was just a simple throwing and catching ball, but Sungyeol feels that all his burden were off of his shoulder.

“ Myungsoo, you , you know that? “ tease Sungyeol

“ Ah, I’ve only watched game, you see… “ Myungsoo chuckles

For sometimes that night, Sungyeol taught Myungsoo how to properly throw the ball. It wasn’t long, because Myungsoo is a quick learner. Sungyeol doesn’t know if he should be proud or envy him. After Sungyeol tiredness grows, they decided to just stay back for a bit and lay on the grass.

“ Myungsoo… do you know, that that was the way I was taught. When I was about ten, I participated in this single-day baseball camp. Back then, I grudgingly look at the catcher position from a pro-catcher. I was scared… both of the ball itself, flying toward me, and also of the pitcher throwing it. I couldn’t hide that fact. But then he squatted behind me, and showed me how to catch the pitcher’s ball. When I think about it now, it was actually a really slow ball, you know… but then he said ‘Now you can catch a pro’s pitch. Are you still afraid of these little league balls?’ I’ve never forgotten that… that sensation “ Sungyeol closes his eyes

“ So then, your love for baseball grows, I suppose? “ Myungsoo smiles again

“ OF COURSE I DID! By the way, what is your favorite team? Oh, but.. I guess I would not know any of this world’s teams… “ said Sungyeol as he busy playing with the ball.

“ Boston. The Boston Red Sox “

“ Huh? Are you trying to say there’s another place named that beside the American city in Massachusetts ? “

“ Not at all. Nowhere else other than that same city you are thinking of “

Myungsoo turns his back to be able to face Sungyeol.
“ Because I’ve been there, of course. I’ve been to many other places as well. Twenty years ago, while keeping watch over your soul as it was cleaned of the wounds it had sustained in its previous incarnation, I found myself in America, where you were to be born. It was there that I came to see how enjoyable baseball was. After I witnessed the birth of the future Maou, I returned home. Your mother was a strong woman, she even shouted at the taxi driver. “ Myungsoo chuckles

“ Then, you mean to say… the guy my mother was always talking about… THE GUY WHO RODE WITH HER IN THE TAXI, THE GUY WHO NAMED ME… WAS YOU?! “ Sungyeol snaps at Myungsoo in shocked, not angry, just pure shock

Myungsoo in other place, just rub the back of his neck…
“ I was suggesting that name… I never expected her to actually take my advice… I’ve been waiting fifteen years for the day when I could meet you face-to-face, Your Majesty “ Looking at Sungyeol eyes directly, and taking his hands, Myungsoo saying those words truthfully.

“ Don’t call me Your Majesty, you are the one who named me! “ protests Sungyeol

“ Very well then, Sungyeol “

The midnight approaching, Myungsoo then secure Sungyeol back to his room. In the way, they both have this really friendly conversation, mostly about baseball. The first baseball team in the New World, not bad… Sungyeol thought. 

For those who are waiting for Sungyeol vs Sungjong duel, next chapter is almost ready! 
And what do you think about Myungsoo? 
Even thought Sungjong is a brat here, but I'm sure you guys will love him in the future! He's the diva anyway ;)

LOL ~ this is my 3rd update today !