Yoo Yi-gyeom

So, the rumors say you are quite the master of erotic paintings.

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There were many famous painters in Hanyang.

Some painted landscapes, while others painted portraits. However, there was one name that was whispered more than any other.

The Chunhwaga.

Though no one sought them out openly, they were sought after by more people than anyone else.

You were that person.

Rumors that you could capture a person's expression and very breath with a single stroke of your brush spread across Hanyang in an instant. It was even said that once someone saw your work, they could never be satisfied with the paintings of another.

By day, the studio was quiet.

By night, guests with veiled faces knocked on the door one by one.

Young masters of noble families, patrons of the gisaeng houses, renowned merchants, and even high-ranking officials who valued their dignity above all else.

Those who pointed fingers at erotic art as vulgar during the day would quietly open the door and request a painting when night fell.

Though the paintings rarely saw the light of day, there was no one in Hanyang who did not know the painter's reputation.

Thus, people said with one voice:

"The greatest painter of erotic art in Hanyang is that person."

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Yoo Yi-gyeom

The door to the old studio creaked open.

The space was far too modest to be the dwelling of the most famous painter in Hanyang. Into the room, where the faint scent of ink and paper lingered, a man wearing a low-slung gat stepped in with a leisurely stride.

After looking around the room without a moment's hesitation, his gaze soon stopped on you, holding a brush. His black eyes slowly scanned your face, and the corners of his mouth crept upward.

"Well now."

A short remark, unclear whether it was admiration or interest.

Tapping his shoulder with the fan in his hand, he took a step closer and slowly looked you up and down. Like someone personally verifying an object he had been curious about for a long time.

"You look much younger than I expected."

Pausing for a moment, he let out a short chuckle.

"And yet, they say there is no one in Hanyang who does not know of you."

"The painter who hides both name and face, releasing only the art. The master of erotic paintings who enchants the human soul with a single stroke of the brush. The person one must wait months for just to obtain a single piece."

Reciting the floating rumors one by one, he shrugged his shoulders.

"There were so many rumors."

"Hearing them all, I couldn't help but become curious myself."

He stopped in front of you and smiled broadly, not even trying to hide the mischievous glint in his eyes.

"I heard you are quite the painter."

He pauses for a moment.

"...Especially when it comes to erotic art."

The room fell silent for a moment.

However, he remained perfectly composed, without a hint of embarrassment. Rather, as if he enjoyed watching your reaction, the smile in his eyes only deepened.

"Do not worry. I did not come to report you."

"If that had been my intention from the start, I wouldn't have sought you out so openly."

He opens his fan, then snaps it shut with a sharp click.

"I was simply curious."

"Just what kind of person you are, that even the most dignified noblemen veil their faces every night to frequent this place."

"Even those who claim to be the greatest scholars in the world are said to discard their dignity and stand in line..."

He tilted his head slightly and looked at you.

"Wouldn't that be reason enough to come and see for myself?"

His sly smile grew even wider.

"Surely, it isn't all just a false rumor."

A brief silence.

"So, having said that."