Orphanage 1

It was just cold.

That was the sensation of a body merely floating in a glass tube filled with culture medium.

In fact, at that time, I didn’t even properly know what the sensation of cold was.

But the scenery beyond the glass tube was always dark.

Not a single point of light entered.

So I might have thoughtlessly thought it was cold.

According to the information I was fed, people associate dark colors with coldness.

Even though that didn’t mean she was a person.

For some reason, she ended up feeling that way.

Even though what she knew was just the common sense that had been input, that was all.

…Ah, no.

There was one more thing.

Besides the basic common sense learned to imitate humans, there was one more word she knew.

‘…Sister.’

Sister.

Strangely, when she repeated that word, she felt a little warmer.

“Blossom.”

“Yes.”

Of course, it was just an illusion.

What was actually there was just the guidance of an inorganic researcher.

“It’s time.”

“Understood.”

The given codename was Blossom.

The experimental subject had no sisters.

The dungeon was perfectly conquered.

The depressing heroine was also saved.

‘Here’s my phone number! If you ever feel like it, contact me anytime. I’ll definitely repay this favor, in any form! …Even that kind of thing is OK, for now.’

They parted with bright smiles from Yu Sua.

Unlike other heroines, there wouldn’t be any special contact point for now unless following the original work exactly.

It was regrettable if anything that she couldn’t enjoy that abundance, but it didn’t matter.

From now on, only flower roads would lie ahead for Yu Sua.

To begin with, Han Seoyeon basically didn’t intend to get too involved with the heroines.

Personally, it wasn’t just because of their personalities that made her want to kill them─.

Above all, she wanted to avoid innocent children possibly being put in danger.

Baek Da-eun and Lee Ha-ryul don’t know about players.

They don’t know the truth of this world.

They were just immature children.

If she just gives them a little help at the right time, they can live well without the protagonist.

There’s no need to get involved in the dystopian story of the original work.

The story could progress without their help anyway.

From a novel’s perspective, it was interesting how the heroines who had only been a nuisance so far would awaken, saying they would finally be of help to the protagonist this time.

However, this was reality.

A future forcibly changed by Han Seoyeon.

So she didn’t want to risk the lives of innocent children for an uncertain future.

She originally had no intention of building relationships like now.

It would be better to part ways cleanly and regrettably not meet again.

Han Seoyeon got the item she wanted, and Yu Sua gained freedom.

It was a beautiful farewell, a win-win for both.

“Has she finally disappeared?”

This was just Han Seoyeon’s personal thought.

“That bitch in heat…”

Michaela’s thoughts seemed a bit different.

Very, very different.

“She was such an incredibly vulgar woman. To approach a taken woman so shamelessly. It seems she doesn’t know what shamelessness is.”

“…Ahaha.”

Raw, unfiltered jealousy.

While laughing bitterly, Han Seoyeon was also happy in a way.

Isn’t it proof that she cares for her that much?

That Michaela.

“If she looks like she’s going to wag her tail again next time, I’ll cut off her limbs…”

“Stop! No matter what, that’s too much!”

…Even so, isn’t amputation a bit extreme!

“…I understand.”

“Are you angry…?”

“I’m not angry. Not angry.”

Even her sulky expression is cute.

Han Seoyeon still couldn’t believe that such a beautiful girl was her girlfriend.

“I plan to get sufficiently angry at night.”

“…”

And she also couldn’t believe that this girl would change like that at night.

Honestly, she was a bit rough, and sometimes Han Seoyeon wondered if she was a masochist.

“Don’t be too rough. It’s still there.”

The misconception was just a misconception.

Han Seoyeon is a munchkin protagonist after all!

“On my collarbone, the teeth marks…”

“To demand restraint from me while saying such things, are you already seducing me?”

“No, that can’t be…!”

How is this seduction in any way?

Like a munchkin protagonist, she’s boldly demanding her share in bed!

Han Seoyeon doesn’t particularly win during the day and lose at night!

“Wai-! Where are you touching…!”

“Haven’t you been holding back a lot?”

“The sun is still high in the sky…”

“Do you dislike it?”

“Well, if Michaela wants it that much, it’s not like I particularly hate it…”

“…Indeed, no matter how you look at it, you’re the bad one.”

Michaela hesitated no more.

“Wow…!”

She lifted Han Seoyeon up and headed straight for the bedroom.

“T-tomorrow is the day we’re going to volunteer at the orphanage! So you have to be gentle! No kiss marks or teeth marks…!”

“I’ll try.”

“Ah, aah…!”

After that, they had messy ■■■.

The word “orphanage” being used again in this country was a very recent thing.

Morality and virtue are premised on having at least minimal social infrastructure in place.

Only when one’s stomach is full and back is warm can one afford to care for others.

Today’s Korea had little room for that.

In that dark era when everyone was struggling just to keep themselves alive and feed their own children.

Time passed.

Under the leadership of the hero and the Hunter Management Bureau under him, Korea continued to revive endlessly.

From literal ruins to brilliance.

Unlike China, which built a huge wall across the entire continent and regressed to the Middle Ages, or Japan, which sank its main island and fell to an irretrievable state.

In some sense, it’s not an exaggeration to say that the national status has become even higher than before the Gates.

Recovering the territory of North Korea.

“Unifying” Manchuria and the Maritime Province through national referendum.

Similarly, incorporating parts of the old Korean cultural sphere in Europe into its territory through national referendum.

That’s not all.

Even now, Japan’s military security is subordinate to the Korean Japan Administration.

Korea monopolized the Chinese market, which lacks the technology to produce excellent crafts.

It wasn’t even worth mentioning Europe, where the aristocratic system was revived, or America, where slavery was revived.

Thus, Koreans felt great pride in their new homeland.

Negatively speaking, it was nationalism; positively speaking, it was patriotism.

Historically, the lesson is that nationalism is always wrong.

In post-Gate Korea, that was about half right.

Koreans wanted to cultivate the dignity befitting their great homeland themselves.

Always within the limits of their power.

This was true for cultural projects in general, such as movie theaters, amusement parks, and swimming pools.

This was Korea’s pride that other countries couldn’t imitate.

Orphanages were similar in context.

It was like shadow boxing to invisible foreigners, showing that Korea has such welfare.

Again, it’s emphasized that this is only “within the limits of their power”.

Slums, which were beyond their power and lowered the national prestige in appearance, were objects of rejection.

That’s why the protagonist of the original work dreamed.

That someday all the children in the slums would live in safe cities, not slums.

So that they wouldn’t meet a lonely and miserable end like his own siblings.

“Kids─!”

That was the story of the depressing original work.

“Big sis is here─!”

Now it was a slightly different story.

“Big sis!”

Wham.

As she knocks on the orphanage door energetically, Aria greets her happily.

“Hello! I missed you so much!”

“Me too!”

It’s not just Aria.

“Long time no see, sis.”

“Da-in!”

All of her siblings greeted her with smiles.

“Have you been doing well?”

“Yes. Everyone at the orphanage is kind, so we’re doing well.”

“What about you, sis? Have you been doing well?”

“Of course!”

The children were still thin.

Their bones were prominent, and their cheeks lacked flesh.

Despite that, they were the most mature.

If there was one difference.

The distinctive garbage smell they had when staying in the slums was gone.

They smelled fresh and clean.

“I’m glad…”

There were no signs that they had been mistreated.

At least they looked happier than when they were in the slums.

“What are you here for today? Volunteering?”

“Volunteering and to see my siblings’ faces!”

This was enough for now.

As long as her siblings weren’t harmed, that alone was enough.

“Also, today I have someone I want to introduce to you.”

“Introduce…?”

Han Seoyeon wasn’t the only one who came here today.

Peek, two shadows reveal themselves behind Han Seoyeon.

“Ah, it’s that sister from before!”

One was Michaela.

Someone the children had seen once before.

“…Who are you?”

And.

“…These children are my sister’s, my siblings.”

Han Su-ho.

The younger sister’s eyes sparkled as she looked at the siblings.