Chapter 178 – My School Days.

‘I’m going to kill you sooner…’

The grotesque voice rang out once more, unlike before.
The scholar, who shuddered at the sound of a scream that evoked instinctive fear, glanced at Kitz.
He had smiled before, but now he was expressionless.

“Kaits…?”

When he called out with the feeling that he was the hero he knew, he turned his head away as if nothing had happened.

“Why?”
“…”

With that attitude, I felt intuition that no matter what I asked now, they wouldn’t answer.
So, the scholar decided to focus on this memory rather than Kaitsu.
He cleared his cracked voice and spoke his reasoning.

“Let’s see what happens.”
“Anyone can see that.”

Rabband said it sarcastically to cover up his fear, but the scholar ignored it and continued.

“The bizarre voice from before… Perhaps the ‘narration’ reproduced the feelings I had eight days later.”
“A narration?”
“You may not know it because you are not meticulous, but it is the voice of memory. ‘Monologue’ or ‘narration’ has a very different voice depending on the nature of the memory.

Raband, who was subtly dissed, pouted his lips and said.

“How is that? So, what kind of guy is the narrator? He goes beyond unraveling the setting and represents the feelings of eight days.”
“There is only one. He is the one who gave the power of this memory world.”
“What is he doing?”
“Well. One thing is for sure, even that god has a special feeling for this memory. You can predict what will happen next. Those good guys will suffer miserably and fail eight days. Before Kitz came here Do you remember what we did?”

Inspection.

Kitz had asked people around him about him to understand more about him.
Most of them were reluctant to tell other people’s personal stories, but some sparsely spit out information, thinking that the hero could not have asked with bad intentions.

Now that I think about it, maybe there was nothing I could tell you.
Because Dre was a peculiar person.

At that moment, the scenery flows.

Memories like a river rush past the surroundings, revealing scenes of the daily life and joy of the ‘Dojang Family’.
Arrived at one of them.

“Seo Ye-rin. Are you on the phone unexpectedly?”

Taktak. Seo Ye-rin, who was operating her smartphone, stopped her hand and tilted her head.

“Does it look like that?”
“Yeah. It’s not like you’re going to leave your phone behind and just study… But it’s like you’re not going to do much, right?”
“Why are you looking at me and talking?”

Seong Shihyeon grumbled dissatisfiedly.

“What are you always doing?”
“…Call me.”
“Communication?”
“Rather than that, tell me what I’m going to do.”

Yerin avoids the topic as if evasive and glares at Dre.
Dre was rolling around with a pillow the size of him.

“This is comfortable.”
“I’m glad you liked it.”

In the end, all sorts of items were increasing in the dojo.

[Seo Ye-rin was busy with her student council work and her personal affairs at first, so she used to come here infrequently.]
[However, at some point, she came to the dojang every day.]
[There were many moments when I was alone with Dre, but she never went back first.]

“So what about my job?”
“Wait a little longer.”
“Still a little more. Is it…”

Seeing Yerin sigh, Dre narrowed her eyes.

“Is it really annoying hanging out with us when nothing happened?”
“…That’s not it.”

As if to answer with a crawling voice, there was someone who looked at Yerin and squirmed, and that was Han Siyoung.

“Yerin is cute!”
“Now, go to sleep…!”

Seo Ye-rin, unable to think of shaking off Han Si-young, who suddenly hugged her tightly and rubbed her head, was left with her.

Seeing that, she uh… Seong Si-hyeon, who had a smile on his face, sat next to Dre who was lying on the bed and said.

“Did you see that anime last time?”
“I saw it! She honestly said what would be good for Suin, but Joe Ohola was cute!”
“That’s right! I thought you would understand!”
“Especially, that dragon is not only erotic, but has a unique charisma. Why are there no dragons in reality…”
“Sure. Come to think of it, Dre. You know what?”
“That?”
“Comic Market.”
“What is that?”

Look at Dre, her eyes twinkle, whoops. Seong Si-hyun pushing up the glasses frame.

“I’ll take you soon. You’ll like it too.”
“Okay! Soo-ryun. Don’t look stupid and let’s go together.”
“Uh, yes. Yes.”

The suddenly called water lily lowered her head and nodded slightly.

“Oh fuck you otaku…”
“Even if you rub your cheeks against the same woman’s face and talk like that, it doesn’t hurt at all.”

When Dre replied with a snort at her, Si-Young Han exclaimed.

“What about this? Healthy skinship!”
“Oh, no… Not wholesome…”

Seo Ye-rin’s crawling voice was drowned out by Han Si-young’s yelling.
At first, she was Han Si-yeong, who found it difficult, saying that she was an arrogant student council president who was good at studying.

“Then hug me. If it’s me, I’ll gladly accept it.”
“Huh? Hmm…”

Han Si-young carefully observes Dre’s words.
In the past, fuck me would have come out right away, but seeing her thinking about it, her feelings for him seemed to have improved considerably.
Then, when I saw Soo-ryun’s sullen expression, I was like. She screams softly, then adds playfully.

“I’ll think about it when I become more handsome.”
“Wow, to think of being handsome… Bad bitch. My boyfriend is going to cry.”
“…I told you not to talk about your boyfriend, you fucking bastard.”
“Sleep. Sleep. Go away. Don’t grab your hair… Kwak…!”

She was grappling for a while, and Han Si-yung smiled mischievously.

“Now that you’re talking about it, let’s decorate it. The smell of jjinta is too strong at this rate, so I can’t do it.”
“I’m not very interested in dressing up, so start with Seong Si-hyun.”
“When he goes out on a date, he dresses up and goes out.”

Sihyeon was startled.

“Wait. How do you know that?”
“I saw it on the street. What can I say? Let’s see…”

Si-Young Han touches Dre’s hair and changes her expression, giving her a sinister smile. She probably thinks that when she comes up with a bizarre figure, she intends to make fun of it.

“Shaved eyebrows like this, smiling face, hair… Um… Um…?”

Han Si-young’s playful expression becomes more and more grotesque.
She seemed puzzled, and then her face turned to surprise and she soon turned a slight but blush to her face.
An exclamation of aura flows out of his mouth as if it came out without his knowledge.

“…Hey.”
“Why.”
“Why don’t you dress up? Then I think you’ll be popular.”
“?”
“Even if we don’t fight like now, we’ll automatically be on our side, right?”
“What are you talking about. Geak…”

Her Dre complained, her neck slightly bent as Han Si-young went back behind her, holding her head.

“Hey guys, don’t you feel better with your hair like this?”
“…Oh.”

Seong Si-hyeon exclaimed and agreed, while the other two stared silently.
Her dress thumped her hand, but Han Si-young grabbed her face again each time, transforming her style.

“This style would suit me. I thought my eyes were garbage, but if I did a bad style, these fish-like eyes would be cool too, right?”
“Oh, wait…”

Ding-dong.

The doorbell installed in the dojo rang.

“Delivery is here!”

As if this was an opportunity, Dre jumps up and runs off.
Drooling. When she opened the door, what was in front of her was…

“Oh.”
“It’s the woman from before.”

As the Rae Band and Scholar say, she was a woman with reddish hair, who had saved eight days in the memory of her first day.
Could it be that he came to know?

“What.”

She was biting her cigarette, and when the man came out, she dented her cigarette with her finger and made her surprised face.

“Should I say I haven’t seen you in a while, student. Do you live here?”
“Yes.”
“Do you remember me when we met a few months ago?”
“She must have something wrong with her brain if she can’t remember that prominent hair on her head.”
“Is that too?”

The woman giggled and pointed to the inside of the dojo.

“Can I come in?”
“Come on in.”

She looked at the overly cool Dre and blinked her eyes, then the woman laughed.

“It looks a bit like it.”
“Yes?”
“No, it’s a common name. I’m Rachel. You can call me that.”
“You are of mixed blood.”
“Yeah what.”
“I don’t think that physical can only be done with Korean blood… Keke.”

Caught by her neck
Her face, with only the corners of her mouth smiling, has veins sprouting.

“Where did you look and say that? The body? Not the body, but the face?”
“Yes…”

I don’t know why she was angry, but Dre was wise enough not to protest.
Dre coughed as Rachel let go of her throat.

“I’m eight.”
“I named that bastard once…”
“…”
“I’m sorry, I didn’t say that to you, I didn’t say that to your dad…”

Is this the Tallul line?
Dre smirked as she looked at Rachel, who panicked.

“Isn’t that right? That man is too rough?”

Judging from her grumbling, she must have had a complex about her name.
Rachel laughed and said.

“Are you in your father?”
“He’s dead.”
“…”

She said in a voice that Rachel blinked her eyes and said she couldn’t believe it.

“When.”
“Two years ago.”
“…”

She couldn’t seem to find anything to say about Rachel.
After a while, she stepped inside and looked around the room. She only laughed.

“They said they were going to set up a seal, but it was a pure goo, you bastard.”
“Ah… Was your father’s ex-girlfriend…?”
“What? Don’t say anything terrible. It was just a business relationship…”

Rachel, who muffled her words a little, looked at the children staring blankly at her.

“But what are they?”

Rachel said she saw kids from afar exploring who she was looking at.

“Hmm…”
“What are you worried about? Can’t we just call them friends?”
“Then why do you ask why you should think so?”
“This has a knack for making people mad…”

Rachel stuck out her tongue.

“They’re like friends.”
“Similar?”

Dre didn’t answer.
Kitz stared at Dre.
Rabband and Scholar also looked at Rachel curiously.

Beep.

[Main Person]
[Rachel Hahn.
An acquaintance of Dre’s father. She is a member of the police side and seems to have a very strong influence in some field.]

“Ohh. Was it an acquaintance of your father?”
“It seems like an unusual person, but they were involved in business… I guess we need to see who his father is.”

Two people who are excited.
At that time, Rachel looked at ‘Friend-like Kids’ again and her eyes fixed on someone.
That was Seo Ye-rin.
She opened her eyes a little wide and she soon had fierce eyes as if looking at her prey.

“Huh.”

Rachel sighed and strode closer to her. Rachel’s words spread among her wincing children.

“Hi guys. It’s Dre’s sister.”
“Who, sister? You’re so pretty…”

Si-Young Han muttered, and as if she hadn’t said something like this, she notices Dre. Her retreat stared at her without speaking.

“Ah. That’s right. Before that, I’ll have to make a full statement.”
“Rachel, my dad’s ex-girlfriend… Heck…!”
“She’s not my ex-girlfriend dude.”

Rachel, who had let go of Dre’s throat just before she slumped, cleared her throat and regained her mood.

“Nice to meet you. This is Rachel. I don’t need to tell you what kind of person I am because I have an old acquaintance.”
“…”

Seo Ye-rin secretly looked away from her.
The look on his face was engulfed in anxiety.

“Where did Congressman Seo make the corrections?”
“…Hello.”
“Tell me you’ll definitely see me next time. Even if you don’t, Kang Gu-jin is around here…”
“Madame.”
“Ah?!”

Turning around at the sudden goddamn title, Rachel met Dre’s carefree face.
The two look into each other without speaking. Then Rachel turned her face away, clicking her tongue.

“You’re sincere in a strange place, like my father.”

Then she lowers her head.

“I’m sorry Miss Yerin. Excuse me. I didn’t mean to talk about it here.”
“No. Not so…!”

Rather, she bowed her head once more to Seo Ye-rin, who waved her hand in surprise, and she tapped the top of her head. She did and hit.

“Let’s go out and talk.”
“What are you talking about?”
“Your father.”
“…”

That’s how the story began.
It was a really trivial story.

Like how your dad died. That he didn’t know that… That he didn’t know there was a woman, etc. It’s like she never imagined that she would even have a child…

“I think there must have been a woman, but she certainly wasn’t married or pregnant.”
“?”
“Because I’m an adopted child.”
“…Oh really?”

This is another new fact.
Dre’s parents were not his biological parents.

“Is this why I told Kang Gu-han that he had no mother?”

Katz muttered.

“I don’t know what to say…”
“You don’t have to tell me. It’s not like it’s hurt.”
“…”

Looking down at Dre, Rachel held up a cigarette from her.

“Can I smoke it?”
“Yes.”
“Then.”

Light a fire in natural motion and smoke rises into the sky.
In the midst of the silence, Rachel said as if she had suddenly remembered.

“Did you learn this and that from your father then? That bastard’s fight… No. Because the first half of the battle was amazing. You’re like that too?”
“No. They did sparring, but they didn’t teach me skills.”
“? It seems to me that he was trying to use his skills.”
“I learned that over my shoulder.”
“Hmm… He learned it himself, so he didn’t learn weapon skills either?”
“Weapons?”
“He was great in most martial arts, but his skill with weapons was his specialty and true value. Especially the sword in general.”
“…I think I’ve seen it once, but…”
“…Well, it’s not a sound skill to show in front of your son.”

Dre was about to say something, and Rachel sucked in a deep breath on her cigarette, exhaled, and dented it.

“Thank you for letting me smoke.”
“No what.”
“This.”

She held out something
It was a business card.

Kitz and the others rushed over and looked at the business card.
Because the narration didn’t tell me this.

[Special Strike Team Leader Inspector Rachel Han]
“What is this? Manipulated?”
“If it’s fabricated, it’s fabricated. The upper heads are cowardly.”

Tuk-tuk. Rachel laughed as she patted Dre on the shoulder.

“Call me if you’re having a hard time. I’ll make you a drinking partner or whatever. And be careful with them. I’ll come again, see you next time.”

Rachel left a disturbing word and left.
Dre stared at her back for a moment before going inside.
But for some reason, her training was up with her belongings.
It seems to want to go back.

“Are you going?”
“Yes.”
“Bye.”

As I answered, lowering my gaze at her business card, Soo-ryun came closer.
She wriggles and shuts her mouth, seemingly conjuring up her words.

“Why?”
“Hey. Can you please… Can you please?”
“Oh oh…!”

It was Seong Si-hyeon who raised her voice.
Si-Young Han was making a… Expression, and Ye-Rin Seo, instead of her usual expression, wiggled her fingers strangely. She seemed uneasy about something.

Dre scratched her cheek.
Katz anticipated his next words.

“I don’t think there’s any reason to refuse.”

And Dre said.

“There’s no reason to refuse.”

Then, the two of them headed for Su-ryun’s house in the twilight.
Soo-ryun, who walked a little ahead, smiled.

“Very good.”
“Huh?”
“In these few months, my situation has improved beyond expectations.”
“Okay?”
“Yes. Mr. Dre may not have known it because he was busy fighting Goo-Han Kang and Jin-Pae Shin, but it has changed quite a bit.”

Then he raised his fingers and picked them one by one.

“Even if the kids around me aren’t friendly, they show goodwill, and now I don’t have to get tripped up, sportswear or shoes hidden, and I don’t have to wander because I don’t know where the mobile class is.”
“…”

Soo-ryun laughed at Dre’s silence.

“Did you sympathize a little?”
“Huh.”
“I like being honest. Mr. Dre.”

Silence passed again, and soon, the chuk-chik, which broke the silence, walked with the twilight against the backdrop of laughter.

“Siyoung must be having a hard time these days.”
“Yes. I don’t know why.”
“Si-Young’s boyfriend seems to have been cold with her since a few months ago. She’s seen the pictures, and they really… Don’t get along. I feel sorry for Si-Young.”
“Okay?”
“Yes. Isn’t it absurd? That a man like that doesn’t even know my subject and leaves a woman like Siyoung alone with anxiety.”
“That’s right.”
“…”

Soo-ryun looked at Dre, wondering what was dissatisfaction, and said with a thin smile.

“Ahhhhh.
“…”

The wind blew.
Black hair fluttering in the wind.
Transcendental beauty as if painting the world with a black brush.
Water lilies were really beautiful.
When the wind stopped, the black hair fell like a waterfall.
Challangi ran his hand through her hair, and Su-ryun said.

“What should I do?”
“Huh? Huh?”

Dre wasn’t watching the training.
I was watching the twilight.

“…”
“You can do as you please. If you like it, go out with it. If not, tell me if you get into trouble. If they bother you, I’ll do something about it.”
“…Thank you, Mr. Dre. Mr. Dre is really. Kind. And…”

Su-ryun, who had stopped talking, only moved the corner of her mouth and smiled.

“It’s cold to people who aren’t interested.”
“?”
“Mr. Dre. I said earlier that my mind reading is a bit different from other people’s, right?”
“It did.”
“My mind reading. I can hear everyone’s voice, but I can’t hear everyone.”

She looks at the sky
The training horse falls.

“It’s no mystery. I can’t hear some people’s voices, and then I can hear them.”
“Okay?”
“Yes. Any emotion you have for me. Be it love, anger, sadness… The stronger the emotion you have for me, the more words you will hear.”
“Okay?”
“Yes. I have more secrets as well, but I’ll keep this a secret.”
“Umm… Ah. It’s creepy to think that it will be revealed later, right?”

While contemplating what to say, I could clearly feel what he said.

“Sometimes you see Mr. Dre as ignorant or unaccustomed to feeling. Like he’s not human.”
“I’m sorry. I’m a human.”
“Yes. A man. A very cruel man. You know what, Mr. Dre?”

Su-ryun’s eyes stared straight at Dre.
Her eyes flashed light purple for a moment.

“I can still hear your heart intermittently. It means you have no feelings for me.”
“…”
“That’s not nice for me. It’s as annoying as bullying… No, it’s more annoying than that.”
“Okay?”

Su-ryun said in response to Dre’s still indifferent answer.

“Did I say I’m good at lying?”
“Huh.”
“From now on, guess what I’m saying, whether it’s true or false.”
“…?”

Whoa. She inhaled and exhaled, not at the timing, but at the timing of the wrong beat, with an unexpected surprise, she said.

“I like you.”
“…”

Silence hung over.
Only the sound of the occasional wind blows between the two.

“Lie? Truth?”
“It must be…A lie, right?”

Unsure speech.
And… Rap band huh. It sounded like it was creepy.

“That bastard. Like it or not, he’s talking like he doesn’t care.”
“Yeah. That sounds like me too.”

The Rabband and the scholar who were watching stuck out their tongues.

Su-ryun smiled bitterly.

“I. I knew one. No, I knew, but I’m sure.”
“?”
“If I want something, I don’t wait, but go for it actively.”
“Yes. Cheer up.”

Dre, who had been watching the twilight, opened her mouth.

“That sunset. Actually, Dad…”
“Then I’ll see you tomorrow, Mr. Dre!”

Dre, who belatedly found the water lily running while looking up at the sky waving her hand, waved his hand nervously and looked at the sunset again.

“Su-ryun goes to that hundred percent house and cries.”
“Is it…?”
“That’s right. I’m going to continue to appeal to you now, so I’m asking you to know my heart, but you’re talking about the sunset.”
“…I wish I had listened to Dre.”

Raeband made a puzzled expression at Kitz’s words.

At that time.

Kwah kwa kwa.

The landscape has changed.
It was a little different from now.
The bright background is slightly darkened.

“What is this.”
“…”

Kitz looked around at Raband’s words. The scenery changed to a classroom.

“Miss Suryun will take a break from school for a while from today…”

Dig!

The words are cut off and the scenery changes.

“Hey, Siyoung. Is the boyfriend you mentioned who looks like Brad Pirt, is this a boy?”
“Kyahahaha. It can’t be~ Everyone knows that Siyoung has high eyes, right?”

Han Si-young trembles at the photo of a friend from the group she usually attends.

Dig!

The scenery is the same classroom as before.

“Hey class president.”
“…Why? Kang Goo-han.”
“You. You said you saw something like this?”

Kang Gu-han throws an illustration of a naked beautiful girl onto Seong Si-hyeon’s desk.

Dig!

And the world. Immersed in the pitch darkness
This is the first time this has happened in any episode.

“What…?”
“Kits.”
“…”

Rae Band pulls out a dagger while embarrassed. And the light-generating scholar and kites.
And…

A bloody narration comes to mind.

[Loss]

The next act had begun.
Katz had a hunch.
From now on, it would be the real beginning of the events that make up the present eight days.