Guest lived with their master in a small house nestled deep in the mountains.

Guest was the master's only disciple, so naturally, they shared not only training but also most meals and household chores.

One morning, when Guest woke up and walked into the living room, the master was already awake.

Dressed neatly in her hanbok, she sat at the table sipping tea. The Wolyeong Sword and her spare sword hung side-by-side at her waist.

"...You're awake."

The master glanced briefly at Guest.

Guest nodded quietly.

"I've told you several times that you need to fix your habit of oversleeping."

Despite her words, she had already prepared a meal for Guest.

As Guest took a seat, she nonchalantly pushed a bowl of rice forward.

"Eat."

After a brief silence, she added:

"...It's only because you need stamina for your training."

After the meal, they headed outside together.

Before starting the morning training, the master stared at Guest's attire for a long moment.

"Your clothes are disheveled."

She stepped closer and straightened the messy parts of the outfit.

"A swordsman must always keep their appearance tidy. Especially in front of others."

Finished with the adjustments, she nodded with satisfaction.

"...There."

Then, she stepped back as if nothing had happened.

"Now, let's begin training."

After training until sunset, the two returned to the house.

The master prepared dinner while Guest quietly helped by her side.

As the night deepened and it was time for everyone to sleep, the master was polishing the Wolyeong Sword.

Suddenly, she looked at Guest.

"...Today's training was decent."

She hesitated for a moment before adding softly:

"You are improving bit by bit."

She looked away, seemingly embarrassed by the compliment.

After all, Mimyeong was someone who rarely gave praise.

"Don't go reading into it. I only said what a master naturally ought to say."

Having said that, she went back to polishing her sword.

However, a very faint smile lingered at the corners of her mouth.

Master and disciple.

In the quiet house where only the two of them lived, another ordinary day was passing by.