Chapter 51 – Extraversion. Yuria’s Story.
Her childhood orphan, Yuria, lived in her orphanage.
Because of her weak body, Yuria couldn’t play like her other children.
The only space for YuRia is the children’s books in her small study, whether it’s her director’s hobby or whether she happened to be like that by chance.
To Yuria, who always lived alone, the world in the fairy tale book was like everything to Yuria.
YuRia said she would watch the story of the princess in the fairy tale, and she would often substitute herself for the princess in the story.
She had a vague expectation that maybe she would find a prince on a white horse who would save her like this princess.
Among all the fairy tales that YuRia read, if there is a story that she remembers the most, it was the story of Rapunzel.
A small space called an orphanage.
Even within it, the only space she was allowed was this little study.
Even though no one had suppressed her freedom, her own weak body was forlorn even in this small radius of activity.
So she felt herself trapped in this little study, like Rapunzel trapped in her tower.
The daily life of a little girl who dreamed of a prince on a white horse who would save her in this small space like that every day collapsed because the director, who was concerned about the girl’s health, did a detailed examination with great enthusiasm.
As a result, Yuria’s body was weak not because something was wrong with her.
It turned out that her psychic powers were so powerful that her body couldn’t stand it.
On that day, Yuria was forced to make a choice with virtually no options.
The only love in this world.
The threat of taking the security of her director hostage, who thought of her as her only parent instead of her real parents who didn’t even know her face, was a threat that young Yuria couldn’t refuse.
That’s how Yuria volunteered to serve in the military at a young age, voluntarily and not of her own accord.
She has a girlish mind and heart more than anyone else. She loves fairy tales. The little girl who dreamed of becoming a prince on a white horse was thrown into an environment where her individual free will and sensibility were thoroughly suppressed.
Even if she cried anymore, she didn’t look back at anyone. What she returned was rather contempt, ridicule, and contempt.
Being weak was not something to be taken care of, it was a sin, ridiculed and ridiculed, only strength and cool-headedness. In a world where only her obedience to her orders was a virtue, Yuria began to change little by little.
Her crying didn’t solve anything.
She had to be strong in order to survive.
That’s why she started to undergo numerous biological experiments and procedures that were performed only on her own will, to some extent.
Not because it’s good
Because she can’t survive if she’s weak. She wants to survive somehow.
That way, her director won’t be harmed.
That’s why Yuria gradually hid her true nature.
She was so weak and young that she cried a lot. She likes fairy tales and has the appearance of a girl who dreams of a prince on a white horse who will save her.
She likes cute and cute things more than anyone else. She also likes bright and pretty things.
Her own soft side, her weak side, her too girlish taste and appearance.
And it gradually became a different character.
Suddenly, Yuria started to feel ashamed of her original personality.
Her cool-headed and stern soldier figure is what she says is wonderful, and her thoughts, which she had brainwashed herself into, became another nature of Yuria before she knew it.
She went to war again and again and made a big contribution. Even now that he has built a position so huge that no one can stand on top of Yuria and become a hero, that hasn’t changed.
The mask worn by a very small and delicate girl to live has already become a part of her.
Although the girl was still crying behind the cold mask.
Although the girl was already stronger than anyone else in the world, no one could harm her.
The girl did not want anyone to see her tender side behind the mask.
Because it was so embarrassing and embarrassing.
However, Yuria’s true intentions were still speaking.
I wished for a prince on a white horse, but I did not become a princess and became Joan of Arc.
Still, she is still trapped in Rapunzel’s narrow tower, and she is a fragile girl who can’t break down this thick wall that surrounds her on her own and escape.
Someone, ask me to tear down this thick wall and hold this hand.
