Chapter 74 – The Good Boy (1)

Good boy (1)

Took-!

Four bridges on the roof of the College of Art.

I calmly looked up and down at Cha Ha-yan, who was still unconscious even after he stopped his near-flying sprint.

Legs shivering pitifully, and the silence followed and chest standing out more thanks to the wet bustier dress soaked in rain.

In particular, her white bra was wrinkled as it clung to her chest, which drew a huge curve.

“…”

And her innocent appearance that still hasn’t lost its shine despite her hair, which has already become sporadic.

The big eyes behind her hair, soaked in her rain and clinging to her face, finally stared at me as I was observing her.

A deep trembling that was revealed in his tightly closed lips and pupils without saying anything.

As if she had come to her senses, she quietly removed her hand from her waist.

“… Sss-!”

As soon as the hand that wrapped around her waist came off, Cha Hae-in, who staggered her body for a moment, managed to balance herself.

I gently massaged the back of her neck, which looked much better than I thought.

Cha Ha-yan backs away in amazement at the sudden stranger’s touch.

“What, what are you doing?!”

I looked closely at her eyes, which trembled with confusion and fear.

Her eyes are so full of vitality that you can’t even compare them to the women at the College of Humanities and the Student Union Building.

It was a reaction that could never come out of women who used to serve as toilets for male survivors.

I shrugged her shoulders lightly, taking her hand away from her, which was floating in the air thanks to Cha White, who had stepped back.

“I was just wondering if there was an injury.”
“…”

Far from being relieved by my answer, Cha Ha-yan is becoming more wary.

She backed away from me once more, barely opening her trembling mouth.

“Who, who are you— Who are you, why are you suddenly…”

Who am I and why did I do this?

For her, the two most intriguing questions are:

I opened her mouth calmly, looking at her medical bag, which she had been holding tight even during the rough acrobatics.

“I’m here to pick you up.”
“… Yes?”
“I came to pick you up, sister-in-law.”
“…”

At the words that followed, her backward steps stopped.

Then, with a strange expression on his face, he began to repeat the words I had said in a small way.

… De, pick me up― Cheer, sister-in-law… ?

As if interpreting her incomprehensible foreign language, she muttered her words nonstop. It wasn’t until after quite a while that she met her eyes with me again.

“… Sister? Are you referring to my older sister?”
“Then High Queens Cha Ha-yan’s older sister besides Cha Seol-hee?”
“… So, are you saying that my sister sent me?”
“Um – rather than being sent by Seolhee, I, her brother-in-law, came forward to protect her sister-in-law.”
“… Yes?”
“I, the brother-in-law, came to protect my sister-in-law.”
“… “

She held her mouth open for a moment, then resumed her backward step.

“Huh, bullshit! Do not lie-!”

An urgent cry that resonates in a high pitch even with the sound of rain falling in pursuit.

Cha Ha-in, who reached out to me with her hand outstretched and eventually reached the railing on the other side, was wet his head very intently.

“Jee, really— tell me your real purpose! Why did you suddenly kidnap me while telling such ridiculous lies?!”

Even in such an urgent moment, I couldn’t help but laugh at Cha Ha-yan’s cultured tone, which continued to be respectful without swearing.

She’s completely different from my sister.

If it had been Cha Seol-hee, I would have been sarcastic and spit out all the sarcastic remarks with sincerity.

“If you intend to use me to do something bad, don’t even dream—! You see how far I’ve come now?!”

Joe, if you move just a little, you can jump right off!

Cha Ha-yan politely threatens by pointing over the rooftop railing.

For some reason, I thought of the colorful face that overlapped her face and let out a blank laugh once again.

… Sisters are sisters

“I’m honestly a little curious about why you don’t believe me. Face? Or height?”
“Muh, muh, what are you talking about?! In the first place, there was no way that my sister would marry a man she had just met in such a— such a— ruined world—!”
“That’s something no one knows, Seolha.”
“…”

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Cha Ha-yan’s face hardened as if time had stopped at my answer.

Thud- thud-

I approached Cha Ha-yan, who had become frozen like ice, and took the medical bag from her hand into my hand.

“I will keep this in my inventory. There just happened to be an empty slot.”
“…”

While taking the medical bag from her hand and putting it back in the inventory, Cha Hae-yeon was literally motionless.

I spit out words mixed with laughter as I looked like I was shocked much more than I thought.

“Is it literally a secret only the family knew? I didn’t expect you to be this shocked.”
“…”

Cha Ha-yan looked up at me with trembling eyes again.

I looked up at her sky, still pouring thin raindrops down on her, and met her eyes again.

“Shall we go in and talk? It’s getting darker and darker…”

Do-doo-duk-!

A piece of her clothes, already drenched in the rain and clinging to her, catches her gaze.

“If I stay like this any longer, I will definitely catch a cold.”
“… It is nonsense.”

Took-!

A space where she couldn’t go further even with her backward steps.

Cha Ha-yan took one more step back as if rejecting me, already leaning against the railing.

“Seo, even if everything you said is true, this isn’t taking me away or protecting me. This is plain kidnapping!”

That, and—!

“And there’s no way you’re my sister’s husband who does things like this casually! Boo, you must have played some trick!”

… Oh, are you smart?

I met her eyes with her rather rebellious face, hiding her small leak of admiration.

The moment I entered the College of Agriculture, I naturally felt the chaotic atmosphere.

A man with the ability to kill zombies following him with a wooden sword, and a male survivor carrying someone on his back while running while dripping rain or sweat.

And Cha Ha-yan, who ran out of the agricultural college in a hurry, rewinds in my head.

‘Eh eh!’

As I was observing the main gate of the College of Agriculture, I saw a zombie attacking me and the Agricultural College survivors carrying the survivor on a stretcher.

And white.

In that situation, there was only one thing I had to do.

“… So what should I have done? Did I have to ask the survivors for their understanding, saying, ‘I need to take Cha Ha-yan with me because of the circumstances?’

He leans over her slightly and brings her eyes closer to her.

“Do you think the survivors believe what they are complaining about because they don’t want to believe it?”
“Yes, you would have.”
“You believed in the words of a man who suddenly appeared on the long road from the College of Agriculture to the library and let him go coolly? If it were me, I would have hit you in the head with an iron pipe before you even finished talking.”
“No. Of course they would have let me go.”

Cha Ha-yan answered without a moment’s hesitation, full of confidence.

She turned her head after looking at her for a moment because of her faith and her bond that she couldn’t find in her student union and humanities college.

Agricultural College in the distance now looks black like a dot.

It was clear that it was a completely different type of camp from the camps I had encountered so far.

“But you forcibly kidnapped me without saying a word. Because of that, people from the College of Agriculture would be very overworked trying to find me who suddenly disappeared. Maybe you’ll wander through the entire college trying to save me.”

Cha Ha-yan continued to speak without avoiding my gaze as I leaned slightly.

“No, you definitely will. They are people who lack even 10 hands because of a quarrel with the engineering college, but if you know that I have been through this kind of thing, you will be even more overwhelmed. Then, whenever there are casualties, it will be a situation where there is nothing strange at all.”

You.

Cha Ha-yan’s fierce and thin eyes pointed at me.

“This irresponsible action on your part could kill someone innocent.”

Probably the best sale she can make.

Rather, he responded with a cool smile to the sharp criticism.

“Nice.”

As I heard, no, more than that, he was a kind-hearted child.

Unsolicited theories that don’t fit at all in this world.

“That makes me even more upset.”

Seolhee.

At the end of the low-flowing words, Cha Ha-yan raised her eyebrows slightly.

“Are you more worried about the people at the College of Agriculture than your older sister, who didn’t even have a moment to lose her face because of worrying about you every day?”
“I mean that-“
“Cha Seol-hee and the people from the College of Agriculture.”

Which of the two is more precious?

Cha Ha-yan’s face distorted slightly at the question that followed as she forcibly cut off her answer.

“Do you like that kind of mother now, or do you like your dad?”
“Why is this childish? What question is more important than this right now?”

Cha Ha-yan looked at me with a dissatisfied face at the interrupted words again.

I looked into her eyes and spoke again.

“Listen well, sister-in-law. What you have to do now is choose not to worry.”

And to add a few words about that choice–

“First of all, first. The more I listen to you now, the more I think your expectations are too dreamy nonsense. If the camp cares and worries about each other that much, they will be even more wary and careful of me, a stranger. Do you think I will do anything to not lose you, who is so precious to me?”

I looked at her and spread her second finger.

“And the second. Cha Seol-hee said that she is in the library, the opposite side of the agricultural department, and she has no intention of leaving the library. Surely she won’t talk nonsense about her dreams of going back and forth between the College of Agriculture and the library, sister-in-law?”
“…”
“Feel free to criticize me for my actions. Whether you think you’re a kidnapper or a pickpocket, that’s up to you, the person involved, and I’m not involved. Still, it would be better to clarify this here and now.”

Took-!

Her face taking one more step closer to her.

Looking at her clear eyes, now quite close, I whispered the following words in a low voice.

“Where are you supposed to be? Cha Seol-hee, your precious family, or your precious camp, the College of Agriculture?”
“…”

Cha Hayan couldn’t answer my question for a long time.

Do-doo-duk-!

I quietly waited for her lips to open and close again in a space filled with only the sound of rain hitting the rooftop floor.

“…”

Her pink lips twitched, unable to make a choice again and again.

I stared into her wet, trembling eyes, and read the printed message.

“Okay.”

She smiled and nodded her head towards her.

“Let’s go to Seol-hee, who has been worrying about you all day.”
“…”
“First of all, avoid the rain—because I think I’m going to catch a real cold soon.”

After looking through each other’s clothes that were already full of rainwater, I moved to the iron door on the roof.

Careful steps slowly followed behind me.

I took out an iron pipe from my inventory and wiggled it wide open the iron door.

Awesome profit!

A dim view and a short stairway that welcomes me beyond the open space.

Ugh-!

He had enough vision to distinguish the surroundings, but in preparation for an unexpected situation, he led Cha Ha-yan into the building, who was following him with partial incompetence.

“…”

Cha Ha-yan, who is not at all surprised by the sudden revelation of the kingship, calmly follows my guidance.

I stared down the long hallway under the rooftop stairs, feeling the sound of the rain distinctly diminished as the door closed.

[Visual Design Department Undergraduate Student Room]

The nameplate hanging from the first room you walked slowly.

“… It was fine.”

In the dark hallway, he recites the nameplate of the over-the-counter room, which he can barely read, while Cha Ha-yan, who is standing behind him, steps back a little further.

The door to the room opens with a gentle gesture and reveals the inside.

I guided Cha Ha-yan into the room while breathing the air that was somehow damp compared to the interior, which was in fairly good condition.

Click-

The very quiet sound of the door closing and a hand gesture that made Cha Hayan lean against the closed door again.

I moved her as far away from her room as possible and quietly searched her room.

A long table and a metal locker next to it.

A pretty soft looking sofa, a computer in the corner, and a copier.

Finally, after carefully inspecting her cot placed behind a small partition, he waved to her as she leaned against the door.

Pop-! Pop-!

With the sound of water droplets dripping from the hem of the dress hitting the floor, she moved to her table.

Drip-!

After a moment’s hesitation after pulling on her wheel chair, she came quietly in front of me.

“… Please take out your bag for a second.”

Her voice is heard more clearly because it is a room soaked in silence.

At the request of Cha Ha-yan, who is a little different from Cha Seol-hee, I took out her medical bag from the inventory.

Took-!

Handed over her bag, she moved back to her chair, rummaged through her medical bag, and pulled out one of her small towels.

Swish – Swish –

Cha Ha-yan begins to gently wipe the dusty chair cushion.

After removing all the dust from her cushion, she slowly pulled another chair right next to her.

Drooling-

Then she began to carefully wipe the dusty cushion again.

Her hand gestures, which had been gently drawing circles, stopped in an instant.

A chair that has already been dusted and a chair that he is wiping.

Then, looking at me with her thin smile, she bit her own lip shallowly.

Like that – she was thinking about what to do with her trembling eyes –

Swish – Swish –

Soon after, admiration burst out spontaneously as he wiped the dust off the chair again.

An act close to obsession, even paying attention to the chair the man who suddenly kidnapped her would sit on.

No ― her foundation, underlying psychology that makes up her.

Tring-!

[Nice Child Syndrome (Nice Guy Syndrome)]

It was the foundation and underlying psychology that really suited Cha Ha-yan.

However, as I gazed alternately at Ha-yan Cha, who shook off all the dust, folded the towel and put it in her medical bag, and her underlying psychology, I had a clear question like a small spark.

Cha Ha-yan is a rare white and kind person.

So, why is such a nice person given the negative label of “Syndrome”?

Why is she not just a nice person, why is the underlying psychology of the ‘good child syndrome’ revealed?

… There was only one answer.

I smiled broadly as I looked at Cha Ha-yeon, who kept her straight posture as she passed her medical bag on her lap.

She was a person who tried to be good.

Not a good kid