245 – The Returner Is Convinced (4)

As soon as Choi Ji-won came out of the bedroom, he grabbed my hand and led me outside. Since they were not wearing masks or sunglasses, there were many people whispering and some even took out their cell phones to take pictures. The reason why the location of the house has not been discovered until now is because the local residents have been loyal, so it is certain that if you move around openly like this, your privacy will disappear in an instant.

The reason Choi Ji-won moves like this as if there is no one behind him.

“You’re trying to make a comeback.”

“Yes.”

We had a meal at a famous Chinese restaurant, spent the night at a hotel, and returned home. I was happy but… I couldn’t just laugh. Because I had more mixed feelings.

“Okay then, I’ll tell you what I’m going to do from now on.”

Choi Ji-won picked up a suspicious delivery box from the front door and came in, putting the box on the table and sitting on his chair.

“I am… These days, I’m researching new directions for using magical power. “Can you hear this?”

“Huh. “I can hear you.”

“I’m glad. Anyway, with magical power… “

“I can’t hear this.”

“No, you can’t hear this either? I mentioned it completely indirectly? That’s too much! Really.”

Choi Ji-won pouts and grumbles. I think she thought her tower would allow this much.

“Can you hear this? What about this? Oh, this?”

“I can’t hear everything… “

“It’s difficult.”

Still, I knew one thing. Choi Ji-won is creating a new way to utilize magical power for me. And if it’s for me… There is only one.

Perhaps Choi Ji-won is creating a technology that can resist poison for me. I don’t know the type of poison coming out on the 25th floor, but I’m guessing they’re creating a technology tailored to it.

The idea of creating a martial art just for myself was absurd, but the fact that it was achieved in such a short period of time was even more absurd. Is this genius?

“Junho, then…” ” “

Choi Ji-won suddenly stops talking.

“Are you talking right now?”

“Huh. It really seems like nothing is working. I guess it’s because I can give a hint indirectly.”

Choi Ji-won, who was thinking about something with her arms crossed, soon grabbed both of my hands and looked straight into her eyes.

“Then I’ll just get to the point. From now on. “I’m trying to research ways to use the unique magic power I mentioned earlier.”

“Do you want to research?”

“I think this could work in my imagination… Honestly, you have to find out if it works or not. So until… I’m thinking of crashing into it. So, I want you to write regression next to me.”

Hit it until it works. Considering that what she is going to do from now on is an activity related to me and her her her her her her her her her.

“In your body… Are you saying you’re going to pour poison on me? To test whether what you made works?”

I’m out of breath. Regardless of the effectiveness of the method, I feel guilty that Choi Ji-won is suffering because of me. Sorry. A feeling of helplessness is suffocating. The psychological rejection is so, so severe.

“This is not this…” ” Do you really have to do that? Let’s just do a little more research. Or wait for new know-how to be discovered in the American civil war.”

It was painful for Choi Ji-won to work hard for me… Pouring poison directly is a different matter. Isn’t this real ‘pain’?

“I don’t know if there really is no answer other than this… You don’t know yet. Let’s watch a little more. Or should I just wait and see? If you don’t think it’s possible, you can ask Michael Jeter for help. When you experiment with your own body… It doesn’t help my mentality or yours. “I am against it.”

“You know.”

Choi Ji-won just listened quietly and finally opened his mouth.

“Junho. I don’t think your way is wrong.”

“It’s my way?”

“A method of carefully planning, gathering information, and moving forward with as much caution as possible. “Isn’t this the way it’s been done so far?”

“… “

“The risk is low, the results are certain, and you can protect your body… But… What can I say? “It wasn’t my style.”

I always imagined the worst. So be careful and be careful. Save your mental energy, don’t kill people, and don’t show affection to others… I chose that method.

“Junho. What are human limitations… “It’s often much higher than you think.”

“… “

“It’s not just you, it’s usually like that. I’m so scared that I draw the line for myself and say that’s it. Oh, I’m not talking about the mental part. Talk about the physical part.”

Although she doesn’t mention it directly, it’s clear what she’s saying.

“I learn quickly by learning with my body. When I try it myself, I tend to feel that this is right and that is wrong.”

She is… Even if I am against it, I plan to push for it. I plan to experiment on myself with poison.

“There is no need to feel guilty. There’s no need to be sorry. First of all, I’m doing it because I like it, and you’ve helped me more than once, right? “What are you doing with this?”

“… But.”

“Oh, really. It’s just because the idea is violent, it’s really not that big of a deal? I know. You’re having a hard time mentally these days. But why would you do this? “I said it’s okay.”

Am I really okay? Or was it Choi Ji-won who was telling a white lie for me? I stood there confused, unable to decide.

“Again, I don’t think your way is wrong.”

It takes strength to hold both hands clasped together. There was no fear or hesitation in Choi Ji-won’s eyes.

“I just have my own way. It’s not about making plans, predicting the future, and acting systematically according to it… In the direction of your heart. Honestly. Until it doesn’t work out. There is also a way to push forward.”

“But, when I see you hurt… “

“If I worry for a long time, my head hurts. Hey, I don’t know.”

Jiwon Choi opens the box on the table. Something inside is blurred and cannot be seen properly.

“Hey, hey, hey!!!”

“Look carefully.”

Choi Ji-won smiles brightly and does something without me having to stop him. Although it is not clear what exactly she did, a trickle of blood flows from Choi Ji-won’s mouth as she coughs.

“Cluck, clack…” ” ” Oh, does it work? If this were an ordinary person, they would die… Is not it? Is it because I am strong?”

“… Hey.”

“Look at this. Are you saying it’s better than you think? It just hurts and doesn’t hurt. Where am I, a normal person? “I’m Choi Ji-won.”

She is smiling It doesn’t even let out a groan of pain. She just shrugged her shoulders with her usual expression.

“Should we wait a little longer and go back? I thought I would have to go back right away, but it turned out to be more doable than I thought. I knew exactly. I think we just need to make a little more modification here.”

Choi Ji-won smiles with satisfaction. Her complexion has worsened a little, but her expression and voice are still fine.

Haha… “

I couldn’t help but laugh too. I’m so grateful.

I don’t know if it’s really okay. I made too much of a fuss, and Choi Ji-won was also defensive, so she may have just committed it.

However, it is clear that Choi Ji-won is ‘excessively’ pretending to be fine right now. She doesn’t want to burden me. She sacrifices herself for me, and she doesn’t want to see me feel guilty.

“… “

Her throat tightens automatically. I don’t know how to express this feeling. Just… Just… Thanks. I am grateful that you endure the pain for me.

And now I realize. This is what Choi Ji-won must have felt during this time.

Around the time I repeated her regression to save Choi Ji-won on the 4th floor.

How did she feel when she regained her memories?

The irony that others suffer to save me. Thank you. Helplessness. Despair. Thank you again.

Early stages of companion regression. Choi Ji-won jumped up and down even when I came back with a slight injury. How heartbreaking it must have been for her to see her her her her loved one her her her return her in a distraught state.

“Junho.”

Covering all of this.

The psychological stability of knowing that there is someone who can throw their body for me, that there is someone I can trust in any situation.

“Let’s do it just three more times. Then I think I’ll understand.”

Choi Ji-won, her complexion turning blue, wipes the blood flowing from her mouth. Tears flow from my eyes too.

Usually, when tears flow, I reflexively close my eyes, but I consciously held them back.

The setting sun.

A long shadow stretched by the curtains. A new mattress that doesn’t match the old blanket.

A desk with stains from spilled coffee. Laptop. A small bookshelf that is not used these days and is now covered in dust. Michael Jeter’s medal shines exceptionally in the glow of the sunset. Her jeans scattered on the floor. A coat sticking out of the closet. Armor lying around in every corner of the house.

Lastly, Choi Ji-won with a haggard complexion smiling brightly, turning away from all of this.

Even though I was in tears, I remembered all these moments. I saved this moment as a photo and stored it deep in my mind. No matter how many regressions I go through, I will never forget this moment.

“… Thank you.”

“What?”

I was sure.

The best luck I’ve had in my life wasn’t a regression trait.

“Everything.”

He said he was summoned to the same tutorial as Choi Ji-won.