episode_0012

It took a while for Yerim’s intense reaction to subside.

Yerim, who had finally calmed down, told others not to tell anyone about Uncle Kang Hyuk.

He said that it was because he was retired and famous, so there was a chance that he would be involved in a bad way.

Since it didn’t seem like there was anything wrong with what I said, I decided to just follow it.

Meanwhile, about 10 minutes after arriving at the infirmary, I recalled the last part of the fight from a little while ago.

‘When I first broke Jeong Ah-yeon’s pot, the red number went up.’

I thought that Jeong Ah-yeon was smiling because she had won in the future before the regression.

That’s why the red numbers would have gone up, seeing a completely different future.

But when Jeong Ah-yeon exploded, none of the numbers went up.

Either you can’t regress, or you explode impulsively.

‘Or, both.’

In Mr. Kang Hyuk’s case, he said there was a regression time of up to 30 minutes and a cooldown of 1 hour.

Based on this, we assume that the further into the future you go and the more times you regress, the more difficult it becomes to use it.

‘Jung Ah-yeon can regress to a future further away than Hye-ji, but she can’t do it as often as Hye-ji.’

Certainly, if there had been no variable called the country, the future that Jeong Ah-yeon experienced would have come true.

I just let it go because I won no matter what the outcome.

Meanwhile, I suddenly felt annoyed as I looked at Hyeji who was sleeping soundly.

While I’m suffering, who else is sleeping?

Is it a graffiti?

‘If I draw with magic, will they kill me? But I’d probably kill only half of them in good conscience, right?’

I was debating between a magic marker and a fountain pen.

At that moment, the infirmary door suddenly opened, and Jeong A-yeon came in, her green eyes darting around.

‘Fuck, that’s a living thing.’

Even though he was rendered half-vegetative there, I thought it was self-defense and hit him hard.

But it was really disappointing that he looked more normal than expected.

“I came to get some medicine.”

“Oh my. That’s the student that was sparring with Shinwoo earlier. Was it Park A-young?”

“My real name is Jeong A-yeon. Please do not change my name to something shameful.”

“……Does it make sense that the name is an aphrodisiac?”

“……”

Jeong A-yeon became quiet in an instant when the point was hit.

“So what medicine do you need? You don’t look that hurt?”

“….I have a serious injury.”

It was Jeong A-yeon who was giving a long explanation while hesitating to get the medicine.

Then, she found me behind Yerim.

“Why are you here!!!”

“Which crazy bitch came and blew up our authentic supporter even after the sparring was over.”

“That, that’s not from the front, that’s from behind, cowardly…”

“The kid who got caught with his eyes closed has a lot to say. What a fool.”

It was Jeong A-yeon gritting her teeth with a “adduk” sound.

Anyway, since I saw Jeong Ah-yeon, I told her what I wanted to do.

“Remember what I said? If you lose, do whatever I say.”

“What kind of shameless thing are you trying to do! Are you trying to covet this body?”

“You haven’t even said anything yet.”

“Tch!!! Kill me instead!!”

“그냥 죽이고 싶다, 개새끼야.”

You fucking bitch.

This isn’t a novel about rape.

But, whether or not she knew my feelings, Jeong Ah-yeon fell into her own world.

“I’m so angry, angry, angry, but I guess there’s nothing I can do about it.”

“Let’s stop being so annoying.”

“But even if I subdue you, I will never give you my heart.”

“Should I kill you? Can I kill you? Please let me kill you, you piece of shit!”

Because of Jeong Ah-yeon’s useless words, Ye-rim’s expression was slowly dying.

Especially, when she keeps glancing at me and covering the hem of her skirt with her outerwear, I get really angry.

“Give me your contact information. Be prepared to suffer all day on Sunday.”

“Huh, huh. Is that your taste? As I said, I will never obey.”

“Get your medicine and get out quickly!!!!!”

Even in the midst of all the confusion, Yerim, who had a strong sense of professionalism, had already picked out and organized all the medicine.

Jeong Ah-yeon, who had received the medicine, ran out of the infirmary as if she was running away.

After a moment of silence, Yerim noona’s gaze turned towards me, but her focus continued to shake.

“That…Shinwoo, by any chance.”

“Yes, go ahead.”

“…Does Kang Hyuk have the same taste as you?”

“…..Please stop asking, I’m getting dizzy.”

“You can follow the people around you.”

Because I kept asking, I eventually got to the point where I found out that Mr. Kang Hyuk’s taste was not rape, but rather oily femdom.

Since I wasn’t going to be the one who got hit anyway, I told him to prepare a penny for the opening.

Yerim, who took my advice with a serious expression and wrote it down, prepared to go out.

“Then Shinwoo. I’ll go eat dinner.”

“When you come, please pack some food for me.”

“Do you want more than just snacks in the infirmary? Isn’t that too unscrupulous?”

“That’s a different novel. Go upstairs. Anyway, you made a lot of money.”

But, Yerim opened her eyes wide and refuted.

“This money is mine, why are you talking like it’s yours!”

“…I think I made that money for you?”

“Originally, I only got the reverse. Today, you got it by chance.”

“There was a crazy reverse bug here.”

Then, as if she was doing me a favor, Yerim said:

“If you do it again, I’ll make Kang Hyuk do it naked.”

“What’s in it for me?”

“……Actually, I did it because I wanted to.”

Just before she left, Yerim grabbed the doorknob and declared to me:

“Is sleeping a crime?”

“Fuck, seriously.”

As soon as Yerim left, she sent a message to the old man saying, ‘Thank you.’

A hook fly came flying right at me, but I quietly ignored it.

‘Be thankful. You will lose both your virginity and your virginity.’

In the end, only Hyeji and I were left in the infirmary.

While Hyeji was sleeping, I sat on the chair next to the bed and tried to read a novel on my cell phone.

Yeah, the server crashed again.

What the fuck.

Just as I was about to throw my phone, Hyeji groaned and began to open her eyes.

“Ahh…my money.”

“Yeah, Hyeji, are you awake?”

“Huh? Shinwoo? Where did my money go?”

“…Can’t you at least say hello when you see my face?”

“Okay, nice to meet you. So where’s my money, Lebowski.”

He took Hyeji’s cell phone out of his pocket, turned on the screen, and handed it to her.

“Check it out. Your phone doesn’t have a password.”

“Originally, only those who are not confident enough to set a password do so.”

“Is your search history also respectable?”

Hyeji’s actions suddenly stopped.

Hyeji, whose pupils were vibrating like crazy, slowly turned her gaze to me and asked.

“………..Have you seen it?”

“Your taste is a bit hard.”

“……Fuck.”

In the awkward atmosphere, I was afraid that if I spoke more, Hyeji would commit suicide, so I hurriedly brought up a different topic.

“So, I checked the money, what do you think?”

“Shinwoo, I’m so happy right now. I’m just going to do the reverse from now on.”

“You crazy bitch, come to your senses.”

“This much money for one fight? Is this the only gambling allowed at the Academy?”

Gambling, huh?

There can’t be a season 2 of Sea Story.

“Oh, it’s sports.”

“Oh, right. It’s a classic sport.”

As expected from a true supporter, Hyeji gave an incredible response.

I quietly spoke to Hyeji, who was still obsessed with money.

“You’ve earned money, so please take note of the fact that I wrote your name on the application form.”

“…….Do you have a conscience, human? Most of it seems to be mine?”

“If you can’t catch it, no one will come.”

“Ha…yes. If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have been able to make this much money.”

Then, Hyeji suddenly began to look gloomy.

“I’m so pissed that I couldn’t even hit that bitch once.”

“I have a gift prepared for you.”

“What is it?”

I said with a sinister smile.

“Do you remember when I told him before that if I win, he’ll do whatever I say?”

“……Are you angry?”

“Fuck, seriously, why do you guys only yell at me?”

“Anyway, so why?”

I started telling Hyeji about my plan.

As I finished speaking, Hyeji’s dark face suddenly became as sinister as mine.

“Shinwoo, please let me join this plan.”

“Of course. You are my true supporter who has gone through life and death with me.”

Hyeji and I discussed a few more things for Jeong Ah-yeon, who will be calling on Sunday.

And I only sent a one-sided notice to Jeong Ah-yeon via messenger.

He sent me a message as a bonus: ‘If you don’t follow along, I’ll tell you what I told you.’

I quickly switched my phone to silent mode because I got an urgent call.

Now that my business was over, I spoke to Hyeji to leave the infirmary.

“You worked hard today. Are you going to sleep here?”

“My legs are strangely losing strength. I’m just going to sleep.”

“Okay, I understand. Then I’ll turn off the lights and go?”

“…….Shinwoo?”

“Why?”

Hyeji spoke to me slowly with a slightly frightened face.

“……Can’t you turn off the light?”

“Huh? Okay.”

“And.”

Suddenly, the number above Hyeji’s head went up by one.

Then Hyeji suddenly smiled and said.

“No. It’s late, so you should go back quickly. I’ll go to bed soon.”

What did he go through to regress?

Why are you suddenly smiling awkwardly?

Is it because I just left?

Are you annoyed?

“Okay. I’ll wait until you sleep.”

“Huh?…Why?”

“Why? You fought hard today, so I can give you that much.”

“Huh? Really?”

At that moment, the red number above Hyeji’s head went up.

I guess it was right to leave the sick person behind.

I really was a piece of trash.

“Are you sure it’s okay?”

“What are you worried about? I’m worried that I’ll turn on the light and you won’t be able to sleep.”

“Are you really going to watch me until I fall asleep?”

“I’ll definitely look after you.”

Hyeji’s tense expression relaxed.

Hyeji hesitated and spoke to me quietly.

“….Then if you look after it….you can turn off the lights.”

“Yeah.”

He turned off the lights, pulled the chair next to the bed closer to Hyeji, and sat down.

I thought about just turning off the lights and going out to have fun, but when I saw Hyeji’s expression, I stopped thinking about that.

As soon as the lights went out, Hyeji felt anxious and checked my presence again.

“Shinwoo. Are you next to me?”

“Yeah, here it is.”

“……Thank you.”

I was worried that Hyeji might not be able to fall asleep, so I didn’t even look at my smartphone and just closed my eyes.

As my eyes gradually adjusted to the darkness, enough time passed for me to be able to distinguish Hyeji’s face.

Suddenly, Hyeji spoke with her eyes closed.

“Shinwoo. You haven’t gone yet?”

“Yeah. It’s right next to me.”

Hyeji spoke in a crawling voice, even more hesitant than before.

“……Can you…..hold my hand?”

“…..Why your hands??”

“Oh, no! I just said it. Just ignore it.”

I could see the numbers going up above my head.

I immediately grabbed Hyeji’s left hand.

Then the red number above Hyeji’s head increased again.

“Is this how I should hold it?”

“Huh?..Huh? Huh?”

“Hey, wake up. Wake up. Wake up.”

“Huh? No? Why? How come? Why? ”

Hyeji broke down due to an unexpected situation.

“I didn’t use it much, so why is it already broken? You asked me to fix it.”

“Oh? Oh… That’s right.”

“Yeah, are you feeling better now?”

“…..Thank you.”

Hyeji, who had been silent for a long time, opened her mouth again.

“Shinwoo.”

“Why.”

“…Don’t you think I’m weird? You suddenly turned off the lights and asked me to hold your hand? ”

It’s not strange.

But if other people saw me, I think they’d put handcuffs on me.

“What can’t you catch? Hey, but I didn’t force myself to do this, right? Okay? ”

“Don’t make a fuss because I won’t report it.”

“That’s great. But is it okay if I hold your hand like this?”

“No, no. It’s okay. You’re a little weird, but… it’s okay.”

“….Was the middle word really necessary?”

Hyeji put some strength into her left hand, which was holding mine while she was lying down.

Now, there’s a number on top of my head again.

Is it really possible to regress this often?

Am I the only one who can’t do this?

“……Actually, I.”

“If you don’t want to say it, you don’t have to.”

“……”

“How hard is it to hold hands? Just rest.”

Hyeji didn’t answer my question.

Instead, he squeezed my hand even tighter with his small hands.

“……”

“Then there’s no problem.”

“Thank you. It’s okay. So I’ll tell you.”

“No, if it’s hard for you, you don’t have to say anything”

Before she knew it, the red number above Hyeji’s head had increased by one.

Hyeji turned her head and looked at me.

“That’s not it.”

“….Huh?”

“Just…I wanted to say that.”

“Okay, do whatever you want.”

Hyeji turned her head again and looked in the opposite direction without saying anything.

How much time has passed like that?

Suddenly, random, incoherent words started coming out of Hyeji’s mouth.

I listened to those words in silence.

“Ever since my mom disappeared, I’ve been crying every night. Before that, I used to sneak out and play with my mom every night.

Since then, I’ve been sleeping with the lights on, but I couldn’t sleep properly and tossed and turned all the time.

Even stayed up all night many times? Isn’t that gross?

My mom was really pretty and strong. Especially, when she held the sword, she was prettier than anyone else.”

That’s someone’s memory story.

“My mom said my hair color was the prettiest. So she always decorated everything in red.

After Mom disappeared, Dad became quieter. Before that, he used to smile a lot.

He said it was training every day and made me feel sick and tired. But he didn’t hit me like that.

That doesn’t mean I hate my dad.

…I still can’t talk because it’s just uncomfortable to talk about.”

Longing for a family that has been lost forever.

And awkward feelings about the remaining family.

It was a little story of a little girl with all of that mixed up.

I forced myself to organize the content, using my brain, which I don’t use very often.

Hyeji suffered some trauma from losing her mother after a certain day.

The unfortunate thing is that poor development ultimately seems to be due to psychological factors, such as not getting enough sleep.

…

Let’s not say the last one.

The only family left now was my father and myself.

And it seems like Dad and Hyeji have a falling out after they raised Hyeji strongly after Mom disappeared.

Hyeji spoke to me in a slightly self-deprecating tone.

“Shinwoo. Am I weird?”

“……”

“….Hey….Shinwoo. Don’t I look weird?”

“……”

When I continued not to answer, Hyeji’s tone suddenly became aggressive.

“…You little shit…..are you sleeping?”

“…Huh?”

“Are you sleeping when someone is talking seriously? Are you sleeping?”

“Shinwoo, don’t sleep.”

Hyeji suddenly got up and started glaring at me fiercely.

“No, I have my eyes closed and my head down, so how can you say I’m not sleeping!!”

“Don’t get me wrong. I was meditating with my eyes closed.”

Before Hyeji could say anything else, he stepped forward first.

“You have trouble sleeping at night because of the trauma? And it’s hard to improve your relationship with your dad?”

“…You didn’t sleep?”

When Hyeji realized that I really hadn’t slept, she looked a little disappointed.

This is a bit unfair.

“I was listening to everything.”

“Yeah. Well, for now, it’s like you said.”

“But it’s better if we hold hands like this, right?”

“…That’s right. Mom caught me like this before too.”

Hyeji grips my hand so tightly that it almost crushes it.

hey.

it hurts.

“Call me if you need me. Since there’s a lot of snow, I don’t feel like going to the girls’ dormitory.”

“Then shall I go to your room?”

Think about it.

Hyeji comes to my room late at night.

“……Hasn’t the situation gotten any better? No, it’s gotten worse.”

“……Ah…I see. Sorry.”

Because of the suddenly awkward atmosphere, Hyeji and I remained silent.

To quickly lighten the mood, I brought up another topic.

“You don’t hate your father, do you?”

“I don’t hate it…but what should I say?”

Hyeji thought for a moment and then opened her mouth again.

“It’s a little awkward. I don’t know what to say.”

“Just say something.”

“For no reason? Just like that?”

“There’s no reason parents and children need to talk to each other.”

Is your family separated?

They just talk incoherently, laugh over trivial things, fight over trivial things, make up, and so on.

Of course, I wish my parents would keep an eye on me.

No, my son came home and asked why the noise about making a sibling got louder.

Hyeji’s complexion seemed to have improved compared to before.

I asked while still holding Hyeji’s hand.

“Are you feeling better now?”

“Yeah, thank you. Thanks to you, I feel much better.”

“Good. Lie down. I’ll hold your hand until you fall asleep.”

Hyeji paused for a moment, then smiled at me and answered.

“…Thank you. I’ll sleep first.”

“Okay. Good night.”

After about 30 seconds, Hyeji fell asleep.

Meanwhile, I also started to feel a little sleepy, perhaps because I had closed my eyes and meditated earlier.

But since Hyeji’s evil power is stronger than mine, there is no sign of it being released.

I was thinking about solving it later, but then my thoughts suddenly stopped.

So the two fell into a quiet sleep.

The faint smile on someone’s lips is that person’s little secret.

***

‘Fuck.’

It was a thought that occurred to a woman in disheveled office attire as she supported Teacher Ye-rim.

He forcibly drags Teacher Ye-rim, who has passed out from drinking, to the infirmary.

‘Dogs, I believe.’

The trouble started when I went out to have a quick meal with the girls.

This disastrous future was, in a way, predictable, as everyone realized that they were all spinsters and did not quickly run away.

And now she was a woman paying the price dearly.

‘When they drink, they’re more retarded than our Poppy.’

At that moment, Teacher Ye-rim’s body starts to shake.

And the unfiltered, incoherent words typical of a drunk person come out.

“Our Yerang! Baby, are you ready? I’m ready too!!!!”

“Please shut up.”

It would have been less frustrating if I had at least had some alcohol.

If that were the case, it would have spread out equally and been supported by others.

The person on duty, himself, did not drink alcohol, but the crazy teacher on duty, Ye-rim, dove into the alcohol container.

Of course, the feeling I have right now is resentment.

‘Fuck, I should’ve just had a drink.’

Suddenly, I felt like the weight on my shoulders had been lifted.

Teacher Ye-rim sat down in her seat.

Teacher Ye-rim, who had been sitting down, suddenly began to rub her lower abdomen and groin area gently.

“Hehehehehe! Baby, you’re all gone~~.”

“You crazy bitch! Please stop!!!!!”

I covered the mouth of Teacher Ye-rim, who was going crazy, no, already crazy, with my hand and forcibly dragged her to the infirmary.

Of course, even while being dragged, teacher Ye-rim keeps saying things like, “Uterus! Be fully prepared!”

‘This is why I’m scared of fucking spinsters.’

Is it wrong to come to the academy because the salary is high?

I was just holding on to the current situation with the thought of buying snacks for Poppy, who was a comfort in her daily life.

As soon as I opened the infirmary door, the first thing I saw was two students lying on the bed, holding hands.

The male students looked extremely anxious, as if they were about to fall off the chair they were sitting in.

The female students were lying neatly on the bed, but I got the feeling that they were smiling slightly.

Of course, that feeling didn’t last long.

The crazy teacher Ye-rim’s rampage was about to begin.

“Huh? Huh? They’re already holding hands?”

“Do you know them?”

“I! I haven’t even held your hand yet!! Why are you first! You traitor!”

“No, don’t wake the kids up!!!!”

Teacher Yerim tried to hit a sleeping student who was twisting her body.

But already drunk.

Instead of approaching, he just flailed around in place and fell over, hitting his stomach hard on the desk.

‘Fuck. Good job, good job.’

High blood alcohol levels seemed to impair not only judgment but also pain.

As evidence, Teacher Ye-rim, right in front of me, got up again as if nothing had happened and started screaming loudly.

“No matter how good you are, you’re still uglier than our Yerang!!!!”

“Okay, so be quiet quickly.”

“Me too now……”

“Huh?….”

A chill runs through my body.

Instinct screams.

It’s fucked.

This is seriously fucked up.

‘Ah. Shit. Mom. Seriously.’

The bump into the desk earlier had a butterfly effect.

Before the typhoon finally hit, I hurriedly grabbed Teacher Ye-rim’s hair and started running.

The target is the bathroom.

“Don’t vomit here. Go to the bathroom over there quickly.”

“Ugh…..”

“Pleasepleasepleaseplease”

Thanks to running in a hurry, I barely made it to the bathroom.

Yeah, I just got there.

“Ewww.”

Half step.

If I had just taken half a step, it would have been a toilet.

That half step was not enough.

“You fucking bitches.”

Drunk people often hold on to or lean on something when they vomit.

The targets are various.

A telephone pole. A wall. A doghouse.

And the junior.

Teacher Ye-rim grabbed her junior and started vomiting on his clothes.

A sour smell rises and tickles your nose, and your clothes become increasingly clammy with the dough made from human stomachs.

At the same time, tears begin to form in the junior’s eyes.

The only thing that’s fortunate for the junior is that this is a bathroom, so there’s water nearby.

And two, even this hellish time will end someday.

‘Poppy. Mom is having a hard time like this.’

That day, someone became a little more mature.

It was a trivial story.