Shin Onyu-1

I messed around with the computer for a long time, but I couldn’t find any porn, or anything even remotely similar.

“How can this be? Is this guy even a man?”

He’s a hormonal high school student living alone. How can there be no file history?

It would make sense if he watched it through internet streaming. But the internet history is clean.

“It would be hard to be this clean.”

The internet history was completely erased.

Does he really need to erase his internet history every time when he lives alone? It’s a little questionable.

There are no sites where the login status is maintained.

After clicking the mouse a few more times without meaning, I turned off the computer.

The time is around 11 p.m.

“Should I go out for some air?”

A single ramen isn’t enough. I should buy a triangular kimbap at the convenience store.

Even if you lose your memory, it’s convenient to have the benefits of civilization.

Even if I go to a convenience store a little far from home using the phone map, I won’t get lost.

I walked around the neighborhood slowly, both to familiarize myself with it and to clear my stuffy mind.

As it was the season, I regretted my choice to wear a windbreaker.

There were some differences, but this was Korea.

Didn’t the bitch who possessed me here show at least a minimum of conscience?

When I looked at the list of worlds where Dimensional Shift was possible, there were places like fantasy worlds.

If I die here again and move, there’s a possibility that I’ll go to such a place.

If I move to a place where swords and magic prevail, I won’t last a few days and die.

‘Aside from being possessed, I don’t have any special perks.’

[Guidance on Dimensional Shift-1]

[Dimensional Shift occurs when you die in the relevant dimension or become irreversibly unconscious.]

Seeing the number 1 attached, there must be rules for this possession phenomenon.

So, I can’t just die carelessly. I need to spend a lot of time adapting.

Top priority. Survive, eat well, live well, and die here.

Secondary goal. If I die, try to last as long as possible here.

The biggest obstacle to the top or secondary goal is Onyu.

Not provoking Onyu is what I need to be most careful about.

Ding-dong.

I opened the convenience store door and heard the bell.

I opened the glass door just enough for one body to pass through and squeezed myself in.

“Welcome.”

A slightly husky voice came from over there.

There was no part-time worker at the counter, so it seems like they were organizing the products.

While I was hesitating between tuna mayo and kimchi tuna mayo in the fresh food corner, the part-time worker returned to the counter.

After thinking for about 5 minutes, I picked up the tuna mayo.

I went to the counter and handed over the tuna mayo.

“Yes, 1100 won…”

The husky voice stopped.

Thinking something was wrong, I looked up at the part-time worker.

The black ponytail was the first thing that caught my eye.

And I saw her brown eyes, widened in surprise, and I could tell she was spaced out by her slightly open mouth.

“You… you…”

“…Do you know me?”

I took a step back from her, her voice trembling as she reached out her hand.

“Ah…?”

As if she didn’t understand, a question popped out of her mouth.

“Inho. It’s your sister.”

She opened the aisle at the counter and slowly approached me.

Intimidated by her momentum, I stepped back, and each time I did, she stepped forward.

Repeating the approach and retreat like that. My path was blocked by the refrigerator, and I couldn’t go back any further.

“Really… Inho…”

She reached out both hands and stroked my face, then squatted down and burst into tears.

Ding-dong.

A man in a tracksuit comes in and sees this scene.

“……..”

A woman squatting in front of the man and crying.

The man looked at me and the woman alternately with pity, then shook his head and left.

It’s not like that.

The woman cried for a long time. It was a similar situation to when I met Onyu.

“Are you feeling better?”

“Yeah… Thank you.”

Well, there’s no need to thank me, since I didn’t do anything.

“I don’t have a handkerchief or anything.”

Her eyes were swollen because she cried so much in a short time.

“It’s okay. I have one with me.”

She went back to the counter, took a handkerchief out of her bag, and wiped her eyes.

“I only heard that you had an accident. I didn’t know which hospital you were in, so I couldn’t go to see you. I’m sorry.”

“Ah… that’s…”

I told her that I was in a coma and had amnesia.

At first, she didn’t seem to believe it, but she nodded when she remembered that I didn’t know anything.

“So Onyu took good care of me. I was able to come home today.”

“I see… Oh? Wait, Onyu? Shin Onyu?”

She retorted as if she had heard something strange.

Onyu is in a good mood right now.

It’s because Inho, who she thought she would never be able to talk to again, miraculously regained consciousness.

It’s been two months since he fell into a coma due to an unexpected ‘accident’.

She thought of that period as a time of punishment given to her by God.

‘I’m glad.’

At first, she even had extreme thoughts of giving up on life.

Life without communicating with Inho had no meaning.

But she couldn’t do that. If she died, he would be left alone in a coma.

And she thinks she’s glad that enduring like that wasn’t the wrong choice.

‘Inho, that won’t happen again.’

I’ll never leave you alone again. I’ll take care of you by your side.

When you lost your parents and cried in my arms, I made a promise. That I would embrace you.

Honestly, I… I’ve been good to you, right?

Anyone can say that and everyone will agree?

Elementary school, middle school, high school.

I only looked at you, only thought about you, and only loved you.

I ignored all the men who confessed to me.

It’s all because I love you.

Onyu saw that the lights were off in Inho’s house and came in, just in case.

A house where even the boiler wasn’t turned on.

Inho wasn’t home, maybe he went out for a walk.

She took out her phone, wanting to check right away, but she hesitated to press the call button.

‘No. Inho will feel burdened if I do this.’

Suppressing the desire to check his location, she put the cup ramen trash in the general waste bag in the kitchen.

She neatly cleaned the table and calmed herself down, forcing a smile.

‘Maybe he just went out for a walk.’

Feeling a sense of accomplishment that no one recognized, she took the trash bag and left the house.

She thought Inho would be more comfortable if she took care of the small chores around the house.

“Inho…”

Seeing Inho walking from afar, she tried to greet him happily.

But seeing someone coming with Inho, she hid herself.

Inho. Why are you doing this?

They’re coming close to each other as if they’re close.

Onyu bit her lip hard. Blood flowed down her chin along with the crushed sensation.

Why are you doing this again?

You lost your memory… why are you doing this again?

Why are you with that bitch again?

I’m holding back a lot to be with you… why don’t you recognize my efforts?

If you keep acting like that…

I might make another mistake.