Chapter 388 – Suspicious Demon (1)
After leaving the magic tower with weak steps, I walked frantically.
Occasionally you can hear people talking as they pass by.
“Isn’t that person Kim Do-jin?”
“I think that’s right…”
“You don’t look good. What’s wrong?”
I don’t feel like forcing a smile or the strength to say anything back.
I just hope they get their attention and pass by as quickly as possible.
“Under…”
As I walk, I smile.
That’s why her last words were so funny.
Why did you join hands with them?
“For his daughter and her husband… ? Huh, indeed.”
It was so absurd that even words can’t fully express how I felt.
She tries to shape her daughter’s life as she pleases, and becomes extremely cold towards her husband.
So, everything you do now is for your daughter and husband?
Is there anything more ridiculous than this?
If something that sounds like an excuse or a lie were true, it would be funny.
“What skit could be funnier than that?”
If so, her story should be made into a play or movie and passed down from generation to generation.
Why, like Shakespeare’s four great tragedies such as Hamlet and Othello.
What great wizard’s tragedy would be a good name?
“Ha, that sounds fun.”
If I have time later, it might not be a bad idea to make it myself.
The place we arrived at, talking nonsense, was none other than Juyeon’s house.
When I press the number of her apartment with an unfamiliar hand, the door opens shortly thereafter.
Her voice can be heard as soon as you enter the apartment after walking along the well-maintained path.
“Dojin… !”
Han Ju-yeon came down from the elevator as if she sensed something had happened to me.
She approaches me with her urgent voice, stands in front of me, and asks.
“Sister.”
Now that I am quite used to her, she spits her title out of her mouth, explaining the changed relationship between her and me, and opens her tightly clenched fist and shows her palm.
Juyeon’s eyes widen as she looks at her red-hot palm.
“What the hell is this… !”
The reason why my aimless walking arrived here was because of this palm.
“Can you heal my palm?”
Sick.
Even more so than when I received a fatal wound that pierced my chest in a past S-class dungeon.
Even more so than when the monster’s hand touched my abdomen and ripped it open.
Even more so than when we did our best to send the disaster that appeared in Gangnam back into the crack.
It is no exaggeration to say that it is nothing compared to the wounds of the past, but the pain in my palm, which is only a little red and a few blisters, is incomparable to any wounds I have suffered in the past.
“I couldn’t do anything because my palm was injured.”
Sick.
Juyeon, who was looking up and down at the wound on his palm and my face, grabbed my wrist and led me.
“Let’s go in first.”
Juyeon didn’t say anything while taking the elevator and going home.
There’s a lot he wants to say, but he looks like he’s holding back.
Eventually we arrived at the house.
Juyeon sat me down on the sofa and then knelt down on the floor in front of me.
“Even if it hurts, just hold on for a little while.”
No, wait a minute.
“It hurts, what is that…” ?”
Although there may be pain caused by the wound itself, there is no room for pain to intervene in the process of healing the wound through healing.
It definitely has to be that way.
“Ugh… !?”
White light begins to leak out from the palm that Juyeon is holding, and at the same time, a tingling pain is felt.
Juyeon’s cold voice covers his shocked, distorted face.
“… “Because the way I feel right now, I don’t want to give treatment that doesn’t hurt.”
Ah.
I guess you did that on purpose.
If that’s the case, there’s nothing we can do.
The person who treats me is A, and is there any reason why A is telling me to endure it?
“Okay… !”
Today, I will hold on for a while, moaning softly from the pain that cannot be easily tolerated.
The light leaking through the touching hands subsides, and the pain also gradually disappears.
Eventually, when Juyeon takes his hand away, he sees not a red and blistered hand, but a clean, pure white palm.
“Thank you.”
As the tingling pain subsides, my extremely unpleasant mind also feels a little better.
Or is it not because the pain went away, but because I was with Juyeon?
Juyeon gets up without much reaction even when he says thank you.
The guy disappeared towards the kitchen with slightly angry steps and then reappeared, holding a cup of water in his hand.
“Drink water.”
What was in the cup I took was cold water that made my teeth ache.
… Are you telling me to drink cold water and make a fool of myself?
She was thirsty at that moment, so he emptied the water in her cup and offered it to her.
Juyeon brings the empty cup to the kitchen and then sits down next to me.
I tapped my smooth thighs a couple of times, exposed under the dolphin pants, one of mankind’s greatest inventions.
“Lie down.”
“…”
That’s what he said.
I wondered what the situation was, but I didn’t reject it.
Who could refuse if I were asked to lie down on my thighs when I was extremely exhausted?
Lie down and gently press your head against your thighs.
Below the naturally visible voluptuous breasts.
Juyeon’s eyes, watching this blankly, are covered by Juyeon’s hands.
Eyes that were tired from the pleasant warmth and thick darkness find peace.
Perhaps he wants me to rest in peace.
As it was something she did not want, she accepted her consideration and rested quietly.
A light silence, the sound of sweet breathing tickling the bridge of your nose, the warmth of a hand covering your eyes.
As I soothe my tired mind and body in a perfect environment for resting, I open my mouth as a sudden question arises.
“… “Why don’t you ask?”
“Yeah, I’m not going to ask.”
A firm answer comes as soon as you ask.
Now I’m actually curious about myself.
“Why?”
“I think it will be difficult to get a proper answer anyway.”
“…”
A wise guy indeed.
It was a car I was already thinking about.
When people ask me what’s going on, I don’t know what to say.
But knowing that in advance, I will skip the question itself.
“That shouldn’t be misunderstood?”
“… “What’s wrong?”
“My sister is curious and wants to know everything about Dojin.”
In short, it’s not that I’m not curious about my work so I’m not asking, so don’t misunderstand, that’s it.
“There is no way you would have such a misunderstanding.”
“Then I’m glad.”
The guy who was stroking my head with his free hand continued talking, as if he was amazed.
“I’m holding on for now, but… , Be sure to tell me later.”
“… Okay.”
There will come a day when we can talk about it, no, we have to talk about it.
My real identity and the story about her older sister, Han Joo-hee.
It won’t take that long.
I don’t know about anyone else, but I should tell Juyeon the story as soon as the prohibition on talking on the status window ends.
But just one thing had to be asked now.
“Sister.”
“Huh.”
“What if?”
“Okay, if only. “In a family situation that would not happen in reality.”
“Tsk… , Don’t suddenly laugh.”
“Sorry. “Tell me quickly, I’m curious.”
“So, um… , If because of me, my family… Or, a very close person… “How would you feel if you had to become enemies with someone like that?”
“Umm… , Well.”
Juyeon falls into a deep state of worry with a brief moment of silence.
“It’s sad. “Becoming enemies with close friends and family.”
“Yes.”
I think it was a rumor.
No matter the situation, isn’t it natural to feel sad when someone points a knife at a family member or friend?
At that time, Juyeon continued speaking.
“But it’s better than Dojin breaking up with you or becoming enemies.”
Juyeon’s hands that were covering her eyes fall away.
Juyeon’s face appears beyond the squinted vision in the softly penetrating light.
Unlike before, he said this with a light smile on his face.
“I said it last time, but… “Even if you have to turn everyone in the world against you, Do-jin is on your side.”
In her words, I feel joy and puzzlement at the same time at the depth of trust that I cannot fathom.
So I ask.
“… “What on earth do you see in me that makes you believe that?”
Then he responded by tapping the bridge of my nose with a grinning face.
“Because you’re handsome?”
“…”
Long live dirty lookism.
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It’s been three days since I experienced something incredibly frustrating.
As some time passes, my mind slowly begins to calm down.
My mind, which has become a little colder, says:
In the end, what I have to do hasn’t changed.
I wanted to deny her opinion outright.
The hexagram that she is so powerful and capable that she does not consider her dreams in vain.
Here’s a trick to break them down and teach her.
Your eyes are wrong.
They were just dreamers with vain dreams and idiots driven by a thirst for power.
And one more thing.
Still I don’t know.
Why does she say that what she is doing now is for the benefit of her daughter and husband?
But that doesn’t matter.
The important thing is that caring for someone does not necessarily have a positive effect on that person.
Arbitrary choices actually cause extreme pain to the other person.
I will engrave it in her mind and make her regret it for sure.
“Is this all you can do?!”
To achieve this, we must proceed one step at a time.
Not just me, but everyone.
I have to become stronger than I am now and have my back supported.
“Fuck… !”
He immediately throws away Shin Yu-jeong, who runs towards him while cursing harshly.
“Ryaaa!”
With a harsh shout, he deflects away the huge block of shields that rush towards him with great force.
“Hey… !”
Breaking down the posture of Son Seo-yeon, who has not yet completely overcome her shortcomings.
“Go!”
The shield blocks the bombardment that pours out the magic loaded in the bell made with my characteristics at once.
And.
“Hot… !”
“Hey!”
This time, he avoids the cute attacks of the new young chicks and points out their clearly revealed weaknesses through sharp counterattacks.
After about an hour, I was the only one standing in the practice room.
“Huh, huh… !”
“Knock, call!”
“That monster… , Same bastard…”
“Well, what a machine… ♥”
The rest were all lying down on the training ground, panting and busy swearing at me.
The guild members were exhausted due to repeated high-intensity training.
In my heart, I want to end the training like this, but I can’t.
Because the one step you take when you are most difficult and tired becomes the driving force for your growth.
“After a 10-minute break, come back…”
When I was trying to convey the despairing loss to those lying down.
Weeeing-
The smartphone left on one side of the training ground beeps loudly.
I stop what I was going to say, turn around, and grab my smartphone.
A number you see for the first time.
Sensing something, I press the call button and bring the receiver to my ear.
“Hello.”
Soon a voice is heard.
-Hello, Mr. Kim Do-jin. I’ve contacted you to convey the saint’s message.
It has finally come.
