Chapter 125 – #32_Happy Trip(2)
One.
Many words were not needed.
This is because Seohae, who was about to run rampant like an unbridled foal, calmed down the moment he was hugged by Yuchan.
Yu-chan comforted her, hugging her thin shoulders as if she were precious to her.
Yoo-chan’s poison flows into her chest where her teeth her are crumbled.
“I want you to know the beauty of the world. It sounds like a lie, but I love you.”
It’s a lie.
“I love the way you bravely resist death and the way you give up and close your eyes in the face of an irresistible future.”
It’s a lie.
“Really, I am not lying. As you know, I am different from normal people. I can’t feel normal emotions. Will you understand that I’ve been avoiding your heart? I was afraid of falling apart the moment I accepted you.”
This too,
It’s a lie.
“Really?”
If it had been the usual Seohae, he would have grasped the true meaning of the last words.
Gil-gil must have been angry at Yu-chan for making fun of her nonsense her, making fun of her sincerity her, and playing pranks on her her.
However, the effect of the drug that started to work took away Seohae’s judgment.
She took off the armor of a girl who wanted to face the harsh reality rather than a fair lie.
There was no unpleasant fantasy like before in Seohae’s eyes looking up at Yuchan with a trembling gaze.
Behind Yu-chan’s shoulder her, a group of beautiful stars were shining brightly through the ceiling of the classroom.
“I love you, too, very, very much.”
For some reason, Seohae’s voice was his, which he spoke with difficulty, was trembling.
About finally releasing the sincerity I had promised never to bring in front of him again.
Relief, self-loathing, sadness, joy.
The true mind erupts more intensely than when drunk.
Seohae opened his hand that was hanging from his chest her and hugged Yuchan’s back her.
A man he could barely hold on to with his arms wide open.
The person I love and hate the most is in this arms.
It just made me feel like I was about to burst into tears.
Yu-chan whispered to her, carefully wiping her tears from the falling West Sea.
“Will you close your eyes and listen to what I have to say? It will definitely be a great gift for you.”
Seohae calmed his sobs and nodded happily.
2.
“Where is the West Sea now?”
“It’s a beautiful moonlit classroom.”
Seo Hae gently closed her eyes and Yoo Chan embraced her.
Yoo-chan continued to talk to Seo-hae as if he were telling a fairy tale.
“I can see the afternoon classroom. Perhaps, it’s like a summer classroom.”
“Yes? That’s not it.”
“Don’t listen to your surroundings, just focus on my voice. Breathe slowly, slowly.”
“Yes.”
Seohae, who was more calm than ever, answered in a half-dazed voice and then obediently put her ear to Yoo-chan’s chest in her.
It was because I felt his thumping heart and warmth closest to me.
“The warm sunlight is beating down from the window, and the curtains by the window are fluttering like the width of a skirt surrounded by the hot wind. The humidity is also low, so standing in the shade must be a very cool day. Can you feel it?”
“No?”
“Give me your hand.”
What Yu-chan is trying to do is suggestive.
LSD was the first drug that intelligence agencies that studied brainwashing during the Cold War paid attention to.
This is because there is no other drug with such close and powerful imprinting ability in human psychology.
Yuchan intended to induce her Seohae to show her the scenes she hoped for and dreamed of.
He gently grabs Seo Hae’s wrist her as he extends her hand her and leads her to the window.
I opened her window and put her fern-like hand out there.
It’s still cumbersome, but if more drugs start to circulate, and Seohae herself starts deceiving herself, it will be a breeze.
“What do you think? Still can’t feel anything? It’s such a clear and hot sun.”
“Uh?”
“Don’t open your eyes yet.”
Anticipating Seohae’s next move, Yoo-chan covered her eyes with her palm and said.
Seohae closed her itchy eyelids with her curiosity and followed Yuchan’s words to her.
“What do you think? The sunlight overflowing through the shade of the trees is on the palm of the West Sea.”
“It’s… It’s hot. It’s warm, and… I can hear the sound of cicadas.”
Seohae answers in a stunned voice.
In a country like this that is not even a city, there is no way you can hear the sound of cicadas in the middle of the night.
Still, the reason why Seo Hae felt that way was because her usual image of a summer day was projected into her hallucinations of her.
“Yes, can you hear the cicadas and see the classrooms full of students? Is it time for a break? Or is it lunchtime? There are no teachers and there are a lot of empty seats here and there. Her close friends are chatting in pairs. Either way, it’s very upsetting.”
“…..”
“Looking at the clock, it seems it’s just after lunchtime. Some students are playing soccer on the playground. There are girls running round and round along the playground track, but it’s nice to be alive anyway.”
“…Ah.”
“Actually, I can use magic. I brought Seohae to school for a while.”
“I can hear and feel it. Nonsense.”
She felt Seohae’s body her tremble. I want to open my eyes and check it right now.
Yu-chan takes a peek at Seo-hae’s reaction her in her, then repositions her to look at her classroom her with her back to the window.
And she slowly removed her hand from her from Seohae’s eyes her.
“Now open your eyes.”
Seohae opens her tightly closed eyes.
As Yu-chan said, it was noon now. Desks and chairs crammed into a small classroom.
Student reading a book. A student sleeping on his stomach. From the girls sitting on their desks chatting, to the students turning pens and staring at problems.
The daily life of a high school student she so longed for is engraved in her eyes her more clearly than reality.
“Ah…”
I couldn’t help but let out a low exclamation.
Looking up at Yu-chan, she is scratching her head with a nonchalant expression.
There was no mental space left to distinguish between reality and fantasy.
Even if it’s an illusion, is there anything to worry about?
It is such a vivid and colorful fantasy.
Seohae started to look around her as if excited.
Everywhere you look, the scenery is a high school classroom.
Everywhere you look, she is the daily life she went through in the past.
There is not much difference between high school and middle school.
Like a puppy taking her walk for the first time, Seohae alternately looks at Yoo-chan and the scene of her dreams her she has been drawing.
“How, how did this happen?”
“What’s wrong? Didn’t you just transfer today?”
Seohae’s words when he infiltrated the school with Seohae before.
She has her eyes shining more than ever, but she has been denying her own dreams of her.
‘It’s not a place I really want to stay.’
‘What?’
‘Because the seat next to you is enough for me.’
She said that if she did not give up on her dreams, she would only hurt her.
“Wow! Mister!”
“Now I am a teacher.”
However, Seo Hae clung to her Yu-chan’s arms with her eyes twinkling.
She hugs Yoo-chan with a clearer and happier face than ever before, even though Iji has been clouded by the medicine.
Emotions overloaded with her hallucinations her have attacked Seohae’s weak point like a flood.
Hehe…”
“Get down a bit.”
“Thank you… Thank you… “
Her appearance of her, which she usually pretended to be strong, is nowhere to be seen.
I quickly wiped her nose with a wet tissue as tears welled up in her eyes and squeezed her runny nose into her.
Seohae seemed to have forgotten that she was naked.
Maybe she’s wearing a decent school uniform?
The hallucinations given by LSD are as real as dreams.
Of course, to Yu-chan, this is just an empty classroom in the middle of the night.
Nothing more, nothing less.
“He was actually a good person too… “
“…..”
Seo Hae, who understands Yoo-chan’s nature more deeply than anyone else, conveys only one affectionate heart.
Yu-chan looked down at the little girl who was two heads shorter than she was.
How surprised she was, even her fern-like hands her trembled and the West Sea calming her breath.
“He’s actually a good person… “
Yu-chan was at a loss as to what to say.
She had already confessed to her that she had killed people.
Then, even if she knows that she is not a murderer, but a rapist and a blackmailer, will she send this straight trusting look?
Probably not.
“Come on, let’s go. She transferred, so she should introduce herself.”
Yu-chan forcibly pushed away the strange questions he didn’t know why.
Just hold Seo Hae’s wrist and head towards her lecture table her.
It was an unprofessional role play for Yoo-chan, but for Seo-hae, all these moments will become beautiful memories.
2.
“Now, let’s introduce ourselves.”
Seo-Hae stands close to Yoo-Chan, who has become a teacher before she knows it.
She looked ahead with trembling eyes.
About Me? She’s never done it, so what should I do?
“If you stand there, your friends won’t be able to see you properly.”
“Oh! I’m sorry.”
Haha.
Seo-hae hurriedly stepped away from her lectern her, which covered her up to her chest her, and stood next to her teacher her.
Children’s laughter echoes exaggeratedly, and Seohae smiles shyly.
In the meantime, the classroom has changed very beautifully.
A hill of sunflowers and sculpted clouds float behind the locker, and a huge chandelier sparkles on the high, open plasterboard ceiling.
On the neatly arranged desk, beautiful bouquets of flowers were fluttering with butterflies.
“I-I’m a new transfer student… I’m Seohae, the cutie. Her body her hurts, and while she is being treated, her school life her may be very awkward, so please take good care of her!”
Oh, it’s ruined.
She’s been practicing these lines from time to time, but knowing that they can’t come true anyway, she puts in the expression of cutie with a bit of playfulness.
There was no rush, so I just said it as it is.
To call yourself a cutie at this age? Wouldn’t it look helpless?
Contrary to the worries of Seohae, who closed her eyes tightly in worry, thunderous applause and whistles filled the classroom.
“Come on! Congratulation!”
“Jean Chang, I thought she was a pretty girl~”
“Give me your number!”
“Date with me!”
Seohae opened her tightly closed eyes and looked in front of her.
When did she prepare for this?
Firecrackers explode and pollen made of paper flutters in the sky along with a rainbow.
Fortunately, she seems very welcome.
“Mister, no sir.”
I felt like I was about to burst into tears.
Seohae bit her lip, swallowed her tears, and looked up at her Yuchan.
Come to think of it, the homeroom teacher of the class she transferred to was Mr. Yuchan.
She thought they were getting pretty close, but she had no idea.
Seo-hae reached out behind her desk and squeezed her Yu-chan’s sleeve so her children couldn’t see it.
Her slightly uneasy mind regains her tranquility with just this little touch.
“Can I go in now?”
“I’m a transfer student, so wouldn’t it be nice to have a talent show?”
“A talent show?”
“With just a few words of greeting, I think even her classmates would n’t know what kind of girl Seohae is.”
“I absolutely hate it.”
Yoo-chan kindly stroked Seo-hae’s hair on her, and Seo-hae rubbed her face against his hand on her, feeling like a puppy.
As half expected, the reaction of the class children was explosive.
Both male and female students chant the name of Seohae and heat up her stage.
“There is nothing I am good at.”
When the atmosphere became like this, Seohae resentfully glanced at Yuchan who was petting him.
Isn’t it abuse of a student to have a talent show right after transferring?
“Is it a song? No dancing or anything? Then, sing the national anthem and go in.”
“Ah! I know how to do one!”
This is a chance not to be missed for her future school life her.
You have to make a good impression on your classmates to have a fun school life.
Applause following the declaration of the West Sea.
What Seohae ambitiously prepared was a well-known rhythm.
It was a tadpole and a frog.
“Then let’s begin!”
If I was sane, I wouldn’t have done this, but now Seohae’s long-awaited achievement and the effect of the drug have released the brakes.
She puts on her school uniform and goes out in front of the church, and she starts dancing and singing energetically.
“At the streamside~ a tadpole~”
Yu-chan had to hold back her laughter.
