Chapter 1145 – #272_The Last Everyday
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1.
Of course, Siwoo’s report of the sudden attack reached Periwinkle’s ears.
She had connections and location points to operate her hotel chain all over the world, and even if she didn’t, she had witches in charge of several branches.
As soon as she received the report that an otherworld barrier had been deployed at the chain where he was staying, Periwinkle rushed through Gehenna without even having time to dwell on her anxiety.
Periwinkle’s magic brings her luck, whether she wants it or not.
Siwoo, who boldly says, ‘Let’s change fate!’ was a very bothersome and frightening existence for Periwinkle.
She already had the memory of losing a precious person, swept away by uncontrollable luck.
She never wanted to repeat that pain.
Even though Periwinkle had only given help so casually, even though she only had to keep her mouth shut and accept it.
She was afraid of inadvertently considering him a precious person, the one who dared to say hateful things like, ‘To me, it looks like you’re running away,’ and approached her.
“No… no….”
The nightmare of that day replays.
The last day Periwinkle considered herself the protagonist of this world.
Periwinkle, who was immature and clueless, was happily preparing for a trip, overjoyed at having found her friend again, only to find Valentina, cold and lifeless.
She was filled with resentment towards herself for trying to repeat her foolish mistakes.
She should have been more heartless.
Leaving ambiguous room made that kind-hearted fool smell it and follow her.
If he disappeared again like this, she really wouldn’t be able to forgive herself.
By the time Periwinkle arrived in Munich and forced her way into the otherworld barrier, the situation was already critical.
The inside of the barrier was frozen by a blizzard of snow scattered by thick, dark clouds.
Periwinkle, protected by the clover’s blessing, was barely affected, but the same wouldn’t be true for Shin Siwoo.
Just looking at the witches surrounding him, with their obviously ominous aura, it wasn’t hard to guess the danger of the situation.
Periwinkle’s magic is not invincible.
In the end, it only amplifies luck and draws it to her surroundings, and its limitations are also clear.
Those limitations are four.
One, as is well known, the limit of control.
Two, it is only strongly granted to herself.
Even if Periwinkle strongly wished for Siwoo’s survival here, it would only be a vague blessing.
Moreover, hadn’t Siwoo used up all the times Periwinkle could interfere with fate for others?
Three, it is offset by her own magic.
For example, if an enemy with a Periwinkle-made four-leaf clover targeted Periwinkle, it could become very dangerous.
That’s why she never gives it to just anyone.
And the most important last point at this moment.
The magic of luck cannot turn 0 into 1.
If there is even a 1% or 0.1% chance, the threads of fate surrounding her will perform a miracle.
But there were four great witches, and more than twenty witches who systematically surrounded Shin Siwoo, who were not easy opponents.
The probability of Periwinkle taking Siwoo out of this predicament and making a cool escape can be stated definitively.
It’s zero.
Nevertheless, Periwinkle found herself running towards the battlefield.
It didn’t matter if the probability was zero.
It didn’t matter if it was an unavoidable fate.
She would risk her life if it meant not repeating the mistakes of the past.
‘Run away.’
‘You have to get out of here.’
‘You can’t stop it anyway.’
The more she ran, the stronger the intense impulses became.
‘Think about all the things I have. All I’d lose is a brother I once shared a bed with.’
‘I’ll find good relationships again.’
‘He’s incredibly lucky, so he’ll survive somehow, right?’
‘Actually, I hated him because he was unlucky. He just took things for granted, and now he says what? That I look like I’m running away? I thought he was too arrogant!’
‘Let’s forget it all. I can go back and wash it all away with a nice glass of champagne, right?’
‘This isn’t my magic’s fault. It’s just ‘coincidence’.’
For the first time in her life, Periwinkle heard hallucinations.
It wasn’t a vague psychological hesitation that had materialized.
It was a clear voice, as if she herself were whispering directly in her ear.
Presumably, the hallucinations that suddenly came to the mentally sound Periwinkle were another form of protection from the magic of luck.
The first priority of her magic is Periwinkle’s ‘survival.’
As a result, Valentina’s suicide, which could only be considered a misfortune for Periwinkle, was an extreme form that appeared because Periwinkle’s survival was prioritized above all else.
‘It’s better this way.’
‘Just do what you’ve always done, right? Is there any need to try to change things now?’
‘Let’s stay like this. I never expected anything to change from the beginning. That’s why I left him, right?’
Periwinkle clenched her teeth and shouted.
“Shut up…!!!!”
It wasn’t the magic left by her predecessors that killed Valentina.
It was the proud magic that Periwinkle herself created, the magic that made her a great witch.
That fact dragged Periwinkle down from the protagonist of the world to a miserable extra.
It made her live as a fool who was actually a coward and a runaway, yet acted like she was great, saying, ‘I never wanted anything in the first place.’
Because.
Everything really did turn out well.
Even after Valentina disappeared, Periwinkle’s life was always a success.
If she gripped her guilt and looked at the world with narrowed eyes, like the persuasive words that burrowed into her ears like bugs, Periwinkle was still the protagonist of the world.
If she danced as the golden threads that wrapped around her body moved, she would be the witch of luck forever.
“Keep talking all you want, I’m not running anymore. Do you know who I am?”
Ironically, no one noticed Periwinkle’s shout and her presence.
Suddenly, the snow was absorbing the sound like a sponge.
Periwinkle ran forward.
The closer she got to Siwoo, the more the hallucinations that had been buzzing in her ears like they were eating them away, were cut off.
The effect of the luck that had been protecting her, the power of luck that had been hiding Periwinkle’s presence even at this close distance, was reaching its limit.
She could sense it intuitively.
Soon, the magic that protected Periwinkle would run out.
Right in front of her.
The boundary where 0.0000…001 finally becomes 0.
The moment she crossed the invisible line, Periwinkle would be approaching an area where she would no longer be protected by luck.
“I’m Kybele Periwinkle.”
Nevertheless, Periwinkle’s one big step forward crossed the line she hadn’t been able to cross for hundreds of years.
She felt the sensation of her clothes tearing and the countless golden threads that had been wrapped around her being torn away.
At that moment.
——!!!!!!
The dark clouds that had been so dark all at once burst into flames.
As if someone had accidentally spilled champagne with a lot of gold powder on a blue-painted canvas.
She had only taken one more step.
Periwinkle’s sky, which had seemed like it would never clear, was soon clear, blue, and sparkling with various colors.
2.
“You were damn strong. What was that magic?”
“It’s just, you know, imitating someone else’s finishing move.”
“Are you going to answer vaguely?”
“It’s the truth.”
Siwoo skillfully tilted the twisted soju and beer bottles and poured a glass of somaek for Periwinkle.
Even though the Korean Wave is all the rage these days, there’s no way a German restaurant, the mecca of beer, would have crappy K-soju.
In fact, Siwoo liked that cheap taste, but objectively, it wasn’t great.
Therefore, this was Korea, and more specifically, Sinchon, and even more specifically, the pork rind restaurant where Periwinkle and he had gone on a date before.
“By the way, why here of all places? Oh, did you like it after trying it? It’s strangely addictive, right?”
“…I don’t know about that, but it’s strangely annoying?”
“When you only eat fancy meals, you crave something rough.”
Even though she says that, she’s the one who contacted the concierge to open the pork rind restaurant from lunch and rent it out for the day, spending money like it was nothing.
She’s already finished two plates each of seasoned pork rind, salt pork rind, and soy sauce pork rind.
In fact, there’s a reason why Periwinkle’s tone is sharp.
She was quite embarrassed.
She had left a fancy letter as if she would never see him again, but then she came back in a hurry not long after, so it didn’t look good.
“Isn’t being a little prickly when you’re embarrassed part of your charm, noona?”
“This noona’s charm is making those who act cocky cry their eyes out.”
“I’ll grill it for you instead.”
Seeing Shin Siwoo, who had made her so anxious, smiling brightly as if to say, ‘Oh, I understand everything. I know you well,’ made her blood boil.
When she first saw him, he was a complete bear, but now he’s a fox, a fox.
“I don’t think I’ve been keeping a proper eye on our chairman. I actually thought you’d be kind of weak even after hearing the rumor that you killed Lydia.”
“I guess my first impression wasn’t very good?”
“The first time we met was when you were about to lose your girlfriend to a homunculus and crying your eyes out, so I’ll try to excuse it as a reasonable cognitive dissonance.”
Periwinkle grumbled as she popped a piece of pork rind into her mouth.
It was a really strange thing.
It felt like it had been a very long time since she had seen him, even though she had only been apart from him for a short while.
That was probably because the perspective of Periwinkle when she last met him was different from the Periwinkle now.
The beautiful scene that Shin Siwoo had shown the moment she broke free from the chains that had bound Periwinkle until now and took a step forward….
It was so beautiful.
Seeing him, who had risen to this point with his own strength, without relying on luck or anything else, gave her the courage to seriously look at the fate she had been afraid to face.
Even if it was as weak as a candle and easily swayed by the wind, it was a courage that Periwinkle had never felt before, a courage different from recklessness.
“How can I change like you?”
Periwinkle asked in an uncharacteristically serious voice.
“Well, I’m such an amazing person…. I don’t think I can easily explain it to an ordinary person like you, noona.”
“Do you want to die?”
Periwinkle raised her hand as if to slap him on the back, and Siwoo shrank back as if in pain and laughed.
“Well, shall we call it the power of love? You’ve already finished it all. Should I order more?”
He said such absurd things with a glib tongue and then took a sip of somaek, looking embarrassed.
Periwinkle chuckled, finding Siwoo’s antics cute as usual.
“No, it’s okay.”
After paying the bill and stepping outside, the chaos of the bar street, which was even more noticeable than at night, caught her eye here and there.
In fact, Seoul was not a city that Periwinkle frequented.
Whether it was because of the rapid modernization or because it was a colony, it was a city that seemed to be stamped out of a mold compared to other countries with their own unique characteristics.
She didn’t particularly like Singapore, Taiwan, or Japan for similar reasons.
The reason why she liked this desolate and even gaunt street now was probably because of the person next to her.
“Are you cold?”
Periwinkle leaned her head slightly on Siwoo, who was putting a coat over her shoulders.
She was still afraid.
The scenery that had appeared before her eyes the moment Periwinkle took a step forward might have been a mirage.
The golden cage that had imprisoned her for so long might once again present Periwinkle, who had hoped to escape, with the wall of reality and helplessness.
“Shall we rest for a bit?”
But.
Just one more time.
She decided to take another step forward.
Even if it was a difficult path, he would be there by her side.
