Klahan's Tiger Glove Backstory


 * Note: This dialogue was from Korean. It needs a translate checking and proofreading.

"Are you the famous fighting clerk?"

One afternoon, when the moon had not yet come up, Klahan met with the mysterious. He was a sturdy, but shy guy. Klahan was irritated by his attitude, which seemed to be the most popular, but he did not hesitate to answer.

"Who are you?"

"You do not need to know that!

"Looks like you woke up and practiced, too."

Klahan responded to his comment. As it was caliber, the wind blew once, and cherry blossom leaves were scattered. When the last leaf fell on the floor, they exchanged a blow.

"It's a bad punch, but I won."

Klahan tried to leave without looking back at the fallen opponent. But I could not move my foot.

"It's not over yet. Come on!"

Klahan was surprised, but did not show up with his face. His opponent shook his legs with his eyes half-untied. But his fist was holding firmer than any steel.

"Who are you?"

"Jin."

"Why did you stop me? I could be fought more or lose my life now."

"It's a matter of course because you have to keep!"

Klahan's heart began to fluctuate. I thought about why I fought so far. I remembered what I had to do. And he seemed to know why his father fought so well.

"I did not wear this glove until now, I could not understand my father, now I think I know.

"Huh, what a fool you are! I will keep Lina!"

The wind blew again. Like a falling cherry leaf, Jin's body fell to the floor.