Chapter 16 – Episode 16: Incarnation, Yeji Han
One hundred words are not enough.
Unexpectedly, such a Chinese character idiom comes to mind.
It may sound a bit blasphemous, but to be honest, the power ‘sweet lucid dream’ was a bit unrealistic.
I train my stamina every day, study the law to the point where I get cramps in my head…
You will become an incarnation of your self from a few months ago, and instead of working part-time at a convenience store, you will study law.
Would you believe me if I said the same thing?
But now I can definitely feel it with my fingertips.
“I haven’t decided yet, that’s it. Discreet looks very good! So, for the rest of the week, try to find the weapon that suits you. Even if you don’t have a lot of heart in the first place, once you get used to it, it’s a weapon that you’ll be attracted to.”
The look of an instructor shouting enthusiastically. I know that there is only one instructor for basic weapon skills.
For some reason, entrusting everything to the assistant instructor and sticking right next to him wasn’t too burdensome.
And the first characteristic that makes you forget even that burden.
The only swords I’ve ever wielded in my life are the knives I’ve touched while cooking my brother’s meal.
I grabbed the wooden sword and hit the mannequin as if I was hitting it with a club.
Swing it from left to right and hit it. There was a sound, and the mannequin staggered in reverse.
[Incarnation Han Ye-ji has completely digested the first emotion of the dreamer]
[Talent Bloom: Fantasy]
A trait that I acquired after that day, the day I had that cozy and profane dream.
If the contract with the constellation changed his life, it could be said that the attitude of the instructors changed with this trait alone.
Ability to attack one more time when attacking.
I even found out after shooting a tranquilizer gun.
Even if you block it, an additional attack will proceed.
“So, even if the opponent blocks it, it seems that the additional attack proceeds by hitting it as if it was hit once.”
Listen to the voices of the instructors whispering behind you, not the high-ranking person handing you a business card in front of you.
“Ah, indeed. Is it a method in which a second attack is created at the same distance the moment it is hit?”
“It seems so. Since he hit the mannequin himself, the second attack went directly into his skin. Perhaps, if the weapons meet, there will be a certain amount of time for additional attacks. The countermeasure is to evade unconditionally, or a person with sensory characteristics should hit it from a distance with a long weapon like a spear and dodge it once more.”
Not flashy, but extremely practical.
The instructors who evaluated it like that tapped their shoulders and congratulated them for having improved their lives, then disappeared.
In the end, all that was left was an empty afternoon schedule and a business card.
The video of the incarnation subjugation unit played on the laptop that I looked for while holding a business card.
A publicity video showing him subduing Hwashin with a tranquilizer gun and a net passed by, but his dazed mind he could n’t accept it properly.
Then, without realizing it, I was lying on the bed and running into the porch.
“Uh, Constellation?”
“Why?”
A tall, handsome man sitting on a sofa.
His smiling eyes soften his eyes and he taps the seat next to the sofa.
However, because of the fluctuating emotions of the day, I couldn’t do this or that and stood tall.
“What’s up?”
The very caring look of him quietly getting up from the sofa and grabbing his hand.
Because of the warm body temperature felt on the back of his hand and his strong grip of his, I couldn’t bring out the words I had stored inside him.
It was a completely different feeling from swinging a wooden sword at a mannequin and practicing shooting at a target.
The feeling of pointing a gun at a person was scary.
It was only a tranquilizer gun, and even that shot into the shield.
It wasn’t that the needle was stuck in the skin, it was just that he fell asleep for a while due to the effect of the attribute.
It wouldn’t have been a big deal since I was given a stimulant and woke up fine.
Maybe I went to a drinking party and experienced a strange characteristic in my body~ and laughed wahaha.
No matter how much I think about it, a terrible thought crawls out of a corner of my head like a twenty-twenty fog.
Thoughts I hadn’t felt when I was running on the playground and studying law, no, I had tried to ignore them.
That I must head to war.
“Come on, sit down for now.”
Following the weakly clasped hands, steaming cocoa appears on the sofa table.
I didn’t think of it, so maybe the Constellation made it.
When something sweet and hot goes down your throat, your mouth opens.
Gratitude for being chosen as an incarnation, guilt for having a dream, a burden for instructors and people’s eyes,
And even the pressure that comes from having to kill a living thing.
Perhaps because of that warm smile or warm embrace, I muttered in the Constellation Master’s arms and opened up all my feelings.
‘It’s embarrassing, I think I’ll be embarrassed to become a woman…’
I want to be held in your arms like this.
A man who seems to come out of any manga and makes women suck.
That’s what I thought when I heard the words whispered in my ear.
If you keep pampering like this, you’ll really fall to the edge of humanity.
Wouldn’t it be helpless to hear a drowsy voice whispering to you once again to hug yourself and say that everything is fine?
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The image of Han Ye-ji complaining of anxiety in her arms is something I hadn’t even thought about.
No matter how dignified he is, he is a second year high school student.
If you hand an 18-year-old girl a gun and tell her to go and kill some monsters, who would want to shoot her?
I guess that’s why my heart is drawn to counter-terrorism videos.
There is a huge difference between killing someone and subduing a criminal.
‘But if I kill people, it’s not a big deal.’
How many people have been killed in the world of Apocalypse because of drains, canned food, and sleeping quarters?
He broke his head with an old iron pipe and stabbed his side with a knife forged from pieces of metal.
Creatures that have become bloated flesh don’t die easily, so I stabbed them several times to get a hammer and make them into minced meat.
And that was my situation, and Han Ye-ji was completely different.
If a high school girl who worked part-time at a convenience store grabbed a knife and sent it to a war against monsters, would it be all right?
Whether it’s a melee weapon or a gun, if you send it to the front war, you’ll get PTSD and start to see the future of mental illness.
I’ve seen quite a few adult men squatting in the corner of an underground alcove, dying of their minds before their bodies.
Rather it went well Since it’s the first incarnation, it’d be better to send it inland on the pretext of safety. You don’t have to take care of your younger brother either.
First of all, the first thing to do is to breathe energy into Han Ye-ji, who has shrunk from shame, embarrassment, and fear.
Sitting on the sofa, she covers her face with both hands and hugs Han Ye-ji, who is washing her face dry.
She flinched like a small cow animal in her arms.
Just as she is, she butts her head and whispers a little.
“You always said that. I’m fine, do whatever you want I’m a little disappointed that you don’t seem to believe me.”
“Even so, I think I’m too pathetic…”
Moisture blends into the voice.
As if no matter how positive and energetic a person is, there is a hidden darkness in one side of their heart.
It’s a situation where two siblings lived on subsidies and part-time jobs without parents.
Even before she was chosen as an incarnation, Han Ye-ji’s stomach seemed to be festering.
It won’t be something that can be healed in just a few conversations.
Anyway, there is a lot of time left before choosing the next incarnation.
As long as I have a lot of time, I should be able to soothe her every night.
I gently squeeze the hand that covered my face and lead it straight to my heart.
I wondered what this wide man’s chest had, but it must have meant a lot to Han Ye-ji.
I feel my body trembling in a different way.
The voice mixed with crying disappears, and the breath of heat leaks out little by little.
“I chose you because I saw you smiling. It’s not a talent that kills monsters better than anyone else.”
It wasn’t a lie.
At the end of the selection disorder, I just chose it because I thought my smiling face resembled my colleague.
As she casts off her anxiety about the future and fear of being abandoned, her face her flushes red as if her sexual desire her is secretly springing up.
If we count the number of times we meet every night, we are already approaching the 10th episode, but why can’t we throw away our virginity?
At most, I could n’t even put my palm on his chest, so I could n’t even give his fingers strength and they stiffened as they were.
In that state, he relaxed his body and leaned against the back of the sofa.
Her body turned halfway to the side, and Han Ye-ji, sitting awkwardly, remained still until she reacted and moved.
Perhaps it is because of the warmth of a warm house that even makes her drowsy, she finally gathers courage.
Shaking hands unbutton the shirt one by one.
It seems that the clothes have changed into a pure white shirt.
It’s kind of ridiculous to understand this with a cold gaze, but
I have to endure it for the sake of her, who is seriously unbuttoning her world one by one.
The first button is undone, and the second button is undone.
I stare at her her neck collar her, which naturally spreads to her side her, revealing her collarbone her, and her hand her stops for a moment.
Is it because her breasts are exposed at all if the button is unbuttoned?
I don’t really care, but hesitating was a bit frustrating, but what can I do?
That immature and fresh thing also has its own taste.
There is the sound of her swallowing saliva, and then her hand her, which had stopped, begins to move slowly again.
At the same time, her eyes her, which had been staring at her chest her, came up and met her.
When she smiles slightly as if to reassure her, her eyes hurriedly look down.
Then, as if to hide her embarrassment her, he tightens her fingers and unbuttons her buttons.
A squeak and abs revealed when the front of his shirt came undone.
I wonder if a man’s muscles are his sex appeal his, and it seems that his abs and chest muscles his are splitting finely as the days go by.
Or maybe Han Ye-ji gets used to the male body and imagines it more accurately.
“Hey, you said that. It’s okay.”
As I open her arms and say it with a smile, she finally shakes off her hesitation and burrows into my arms.
To bury your face in my arms, as in all your dreams.
