Chapter 289 – Episode 289 – [Knight of Pure Love: Origin] His Final Memoir

* Episode 289 – [Knight of Pure Love: Origin] His final memoir

Fortunately, everything on my body returned to normal except for the burn marks.

The hospital’s response was quick, and it was thanks to the legal distribution of low-level potions in the tower.

‘In the old days, people would say there was a fuss about putting fat on buttocks, but I was born in a perfect time.’

After the surgery was over, and my mind calmed down, I looked in the mirror and consoled myself by saying, ‘It’s a decoration for a man.’

In fact, boys of this age slightly admired the image that animation characters had as a character.

In reality, if you accept it into your body, you don’t even know that it will only be hell.

The story that follows is no different from what [Another me] And [Comrade] Know.

Seongyeon’s family moved to a nearby city.

My parents had a fight, but they calmed down quickly, probably because they were fighting over emotional issues rather than because they had a problem.

I stayed in the hospital for a while, but even after I was discharged, I continued to see Seongyeon and interacted with her normally.

Meetings between families still occur.

He always comes down on days like Chuseok, and every time we meet, he argues with my parents and goes out for a drink.

… When I thought about it as I grew up, I realized that at this point, I had already captured my son-in-law.

“You prostitute!”

And Seong-yeon grew up and finally became a ‘woman’.

Even if I talk about it, my mouth hurts.

After the house burned down, he recognized me as a man and with his intelligent mind, he understood how his last name was used.

By the time I entered middle school, I was aware that my development was better than that of other kids, that I was smarter, that I had better physical ability, etc.

Of course, I also live in a bit of a pinch.

“You’ve been coming home late lately, aren’t you going to get scolded?”

“They say it’s okay if it’s you.”

“Parents?”

“Yes.”

“Are they saying something that can be misunderstood if you don’t listen carefully?”

Elementary, middle, high school… Especially when I was in middle school, we always gathered downtown to play after class.

The places you go to have fun are varied.

There are times when I go eat tteokbokki with Seongyeon like this. Or did you often go to karaoke bars?

Besides that, I made a living by using it as a wallet or card on a daily basis.

“Calculation~!”

When you finish eating at a snack bar, Seongyeon stands up and heads to the checkout counter first.

I looked at it as if it were natural.

As I remember showing to my comrades, at this point I had already received a lot of tribute from Seongyeon, so I had become accustomed to this.

“Thank you for coming every time, but you always end up counting on the girl?”

“Ah…”

Why did her heart sink at the words of the lady who used to enjoy it?

Is it because I know that I am doing something shameful?

She shyly scratched the back of her neck and Seongyeon slapped her hand.

“I paid the bill right away and received it before I came in to leave.”

“Oh, really?”

“Yes.”

Seongyeon was an exceptionally quick-witted child in these areas.

For a moment, she must have thought that she had offended me, and she cursed quietly to herself with dark eyes.

Of course, it didn’t reach her partner, but I knew how angry Seongyeon was.

“… Jang Sachi is so oblivious. Shall we go somewhere else next time?”

“Then.”

Hehe-♪”

He clung to me with a smile.

This was when I was in middle school, and my personality was already the same as it is now.

Although she did induce, she grew up to be a child who really liked to pay tribute to me… Sometimes even I did scary things.

“That’s right. Put this in your bag before you go.”

“… What is it?”

“Preparation for tomorrow’s class. I bought it on the way.”

It must have been a different school, but I don’t know how he knew, so he prepared supplies for our class.

It’s not like I went through my parents.

But that doesn’t mean I called the teacher.

So, I looked for it and found that he had hidden a Prakchi in our class that was under his influence.

…

… I was really scared at this time.

*

Of course, the tributes did not stop over time.

I kept receiving, receiving, and receiving from Seongyeon.

I received clothes, comic books, game consoles, and other things that children should not give as gifts, so I tried to stop from then on.

“Why are you saying it can’t be done? It’s what a prostitute needs, right?”

“Seongyeon.”

“If it’s really burdensome, mom and dad will stop you, so it’s okay. Don’t worry about my position.”

“…”

It’s already too late.

When I revealed what I liked too openly, it didn’t stop like a runaway locomotive.

It’s ridiculous to say that you took everything you got and then quit because you don’t need it anymore.

I’m the one who turned Seongyeon into a pervert who gets excited about being treated like a tribute or a wallet. What on earth are you talking about? .

In the end, we maintained this relationship until we were in high school.

It was at this time that I became seriously involved with the profession of hunter.

One summer when I was in high school.

We were meeting downtown and eating hamburgers as usual.

There is no need to say now who buys it with whose money.

We were giggling with each other’s shoulders in a nearby park, and we were practically lovers at this point.

I didn’t say anything like a confession, nor did I receive it.

Just because of the atmosphere, it somehow became like that, and I drew up her blueprint for her future with her.

“That’s right, prostitute. Have you seriously thought about the hunter job you mentioned last time?”

However, at this point, I did not really understand the idea of ​​recommending a hunter to me.

In the first place, it was strange that Seongyeon recommended something that would put me in danger given her personality.

“… Why are you recommending Hunter instead of anything else?”

“Changer, last time I asked you what you wanted to do in the future, you said you didn’t have anything in particular decided. But you’re not preparing for college, and isn’t it too late to prepare for civil service?”

“I heard that there are kids who are locked up in the mountains and training to become civil servants at closed academies, so why should I intervene? In the first place, my parents told me to do field work, but I didn’t have time to go to academies. But if you say I’m smart, that doesn’t mean I’m good either.”

All I got was a license.

I got it as soon as I became a senior in high school, but I lived in a daze thinking that I could escape that old country house with a license in today’s world.

“So you’re going to drive somewhere and, worst case scenario, work as a courier?”

“I’m earning better than I expected. These days, I’m well-recognized and there are a lot of positions available. I thought it would be perfect since the only thing I had left was physical strength.”

“And? Right after graduation, you’re going to get out of the arms of your uncle and uncle and live alone?”

“…”

“I know you hate it. But there are limited ways to make money based on your abilities. That’s why I know you’re secretly disappointed.”

As he has been watching me for a long time, he has accurately penetrated my inner thoughts.

I lifted my chin.

“So you’re saying I should work as a hunter, so I can make a lot of money?”

“Yes. If you go, I will follow you.”

“… You can go to college.”

“You can go. You can go to Seoul, of course, but it’s also a good place with a good reputation. But what’s the importance of that?”

I laughed humorously.

“You’re not here.”

This guy has a knack for casually saying things that offend people.

“Did you think that after my senior year of high school, when it was time to take college entrance exams, I would naturally fall out? Do you think that my walls would disappear if I entered college, became distant from you, and went our separate ways?”

He even says that he knows what I’m going to say and how I feel.

“…”

“Even if I die, I don’t want to do that. I don’t want to go through college life without you. You know best that from that day on, my standard of life has been centered around you, right?”

There are more things that are mildly described and overlooked, but I have been receiving them in small detail for over 10 years.

Elementary school, middle school, and now high school…

It is a long enough time that you can feel it just by reciting it like this.

But now, I felt an indescribable joy when I was told that I would give up on college and become a hunter together.

“I can do it.”

“Seongyeon.”

“I would have died anyway if you hadn’t saved me at that time, so it’s no wonder, right?”

My greed continued and Seongyeon ended up here.

I never dreamed that he would give up on college and become hunters together.

“Did I tell you last time? They said they looked at hunter talent at school, and they took a lump sum test and got an S rank. Even if you don’t go to college or anything, you can earn money that other people can’t earn just by going to the top.”

“I’m going to become a hunter because of that?”

“Yes. With this, we can be together. We don’t have to worry about the future. We can pay tribute indefinitely, right?”

He laughed again, saying it was a conclusion he came to after much thought.

Seongyeon really gave up everything just because she saved her.

‘I must be a real fucking bastard to see myself being happy about something like this.’

She wants to make him her hunter and keep him as her purse for the rest of her life, which is like betraying her aunt, Seongyeon, who loved me.

If things were going the way they were, I should have broken off the relationship here and walked away.

But…

“… Is that so?”

The corners of her mouth trembled.

Even though she knew she shouldn’t, she accepted Seongyeon’s proposal as if it were her confession.

“Shall we two hunt together?”

“Yeah… If mom says no, let’s just run away together!”

Seongyeon held out her palm, and when she held out her palm in response, a hand clasping followed.

The tone was as if it were an escape from love.

In fact, she is a lover, and they will live together afterward, so it is not wrong.

‘I committed it.’

When we start living together, maybe… I’m sure I’ll use Seongyeon like her tool…

I’ll probably use this to get to places that are out of her reach…

Even knowing that, I hoped for comfort rather than effort…

“You want to be in a nice place, eat good food, and be happy, right?”

“…”

“I know everything about prostitutes.”

She stretched out her breasts.

“So, leave everything to me~♪”

I couldn’t refuse.

Even though I knew that the girl who liked me was going to a dangerous place, I pushed her instead of trying to stop her.

The reason I even did it was ‘so that I can live comfortably.’

And at this turning point, punishment came to me for being greedy that did not fit the topic.

It is a disaster called ‘Freyja’.