episode_0086

A few days later.

Finally someone came home!

There’s just one minor problem: he’s a harvester.

It’s a harvest season that we know very well.

“Looking at the movements, it’s the Heavenly Demonic Art that the god of war used. However, there’s no stipulation, and he’s simply following the actions. You can’t learn the Heavenly Demonic Art with that, right?”

I was exercising when the demon that had been watching me for the past few days spoke to me.

Soo followed my movements and then ran away to the kitchen in a hurry. There was no need to run away, so why did he do that?

“Hello. Cheonma.”

I let go of the branch. I’m exercising to maintain this body anyway. And I’m doing it to show off to Soo, not to myself.

“Are you done with all the busy work?”

When I was at Mirae Hope Church, I would always wait for an answer, but here I act a little more proactively. It’s good to be completely passive and catch people by surprise, but there are too many things I have to let go of at other times.

Of course, that would depend on the environment, but I think it would work here.

“Okay, it’s all over. Thank you for attending Jeon Yang’s funeral.”

He greets us in a surprisingly human way.

I just followed the basic manners that a person living in society should follow. Even if it is a funeral of someone you don’t know, you should be careful about your words and actions when you go there.

Cheonma came and stood in front of me.

Really blue skin, black eyes, and yellow eyes with a purple center. Plus, purple hair, so she definitely stands out.

Other than that, she’s a beauty.

But because the heterogeneous elements are greater, people who are not used to this type of person might see them as monsters.

In reality, people who lived in a closed world did not treat people with different skin colors as people and gave them the name ‘gwi’.

Even so, the cluster of words that shine in the faded memory of a man is a bit scary. What on earth is the blue-skinned, TS beauty Cheonma?

“I have a question. On the first day of Jeon Yang’s funeral, why did you give blessings to people?”

Now that you’ve received the report and finished the investigation, you’re asking me. You have to ask me what my intentions were so that I can find out.

Hehehe.

A blessing? You think that it is the harvest season. You have a vague idea of what I am like through an invisible gaze, but you don’t know what state you are in.

And that also means that it’s difficult to understand yourself.

So, please choose your words in a way that will continue to mislead.

“Before using money, humans used barter. I don’t have money.”

Just tell the truth.

It’s true in the front, and it’s true in the back. But I have a separate intention for making that person a harvester. I won’t say anything.

Misinterpreting other people’s questions and giving vague answers. This is an easy way to deceive people.

Because you connect the two answers and think of the answer yourself, right?

It is difficult to deny a conclusion once you have reached it.

The horse stares at me intently.

And then I asked another question.

“Compared to the traces of Mushin’s struggles, you live quietly without doing anything. Why did you come to this world? What are you planning to do from now on?”

Hmm.

That’s a serious question.

You’re asking about my true nature.

So I decided to answer truthfully.

“I came to this world for warmth. And if you ask me what I will do in the future, I will answer like this. I want to do a little bit of what humanity calls blessing. I don’t want too much.”

yes.

Warmth is a value I have pursued from the beginning. I see Cheonma as the warmth I gained while being with Sooh.

So, to make it easy to misunderstand, I answer that I don’t want to do a lot of harvesting, as if making harvesters is my job.

This ties in with what I did before.

I traded the actions of making things with the harvester for the things I bought.

How is it?

Doesn’t it look like it was made with labor?

“You are like a fairy who appeared to grant a wish.”

Fresh. In this world, it is a word that replaces God. We use the word fresh to describe a transcendent being. But I shake my head from side to side.

“That’s not me. You said it, right? Purple Fanatic Four Seasons Chaos. But I’m not great enough to be called a god, and I’m not so disorderly as to be called chaos. I’m just a human who became a monster.”

And at the end, throw in a little bait that they can’t help but grab.

Cheonma frowned.

“You speak so well, you say, like a human.”

And I asked if it was okay.

“Oh, didn’t you know? I was once human. I can’t count the number of years, but yes. Yes. I was human.”

Cheonma looks surprised. Yes. I don’t know what my identity is, but I know how my words will sound. If I hear that I was once human, I will take it like this.

A monster that is slightly more advanced than a human.

Right?

“You were human? You? That, that thing?”

At the end, Cheonma pointed at me with his index finger. He really pointed at me. He was looking at me with a vision that I could not share.

“Now, all that remains is a faded memory. One day, I suddenly became a monster.”

I was in a cold, dark place until I went completely crazy. And then I saw the light. I was the ocean, under the water.

But then I found out it was a monster without a form.

“Thank you for calling. I mean it.”

So I didn’t say that I had a chance to get some warmth. Cheonma stared at me for a long time, as if he had a hard time understanding what I was saying.

“Is there a reason you think you’re a monster?”

Oh, you’re asking about that part?

I thought you were going to say something about limiting the number of harvesters or not making them haphazardly, but you’re asking a fundamental question?

“I have no sense of shame, no sense of inferiority, no sense of right or wrong, and no sense of compassion. This is not a human being.”

They do not hate their own mistakes, are humble and lenient towards others, do not discern right from wrong, and do not feel pity or pity for the misfortunes of others.

Rather, I am happy because it is an environment that creates warmth.

A society full of immoral people, not just upright people.

In a society like that, people kill each other.

Fortunately, this increases your chances of getting some warmth.

Cheonma chuckled at my words.

“Aren’t people’s standards too high?”

So I answered like this.

“Yes. That’s why I like this world.”

You are all going to live by killing and dying, that’s what I’m saying.

The horse stares at me intently.

Judging by So-oh’s breathing, as if he was out of breath, as he watched me from behind the kitchen pillar, I guess he was emitting some kind of intangible energy.

I can’t feel it, so I’m wasting my energy in vain.

“Okay, I got it. I think I know a little bit about you.”

Oh, Soo-oh is out of breath.

You took that energy away from me? In other words, you asked me a question that pressured me, and when I didn’t waver, you judged me in your own way.

He uses techniques that would be useful to someone accustomed to force.

Some people say I’m like a gangster.

But because it is so simple, it works simply. Even more so for those who can feel its energy.

“Are you going to stay here forever?”

Cheonma took a step back and looked around as he asked.

I was wondering how to respond to that.

hmm.

Okay, it would be humane to talk about this concern itself.

“I’m worried.”

“Worried?”

I pointed to Soo behind me. When I saw Soo, the child smiled brightly, but then when Cheonma’s gaze followed, he was startled and hid behind the pillar again.

“This isn’t a very good environment for Soo to learn, is it?”

Cheonma looked back and forth between me and Soo-oh, then made an expression of understanding.

“You speak as if you were that child’s parent.”

If I look too human here, the expression that I became a monster as I mentioned earlier becomes less convincing. At least I don’t think of myself as a human, right?

Depending on how you express it, different people will perceive it differently.

Especially if you think you have dug into my essence like the Heavenly Horse in front of me.

“This is something that Cheonma gave me. Since I received it, I should raise it so that it can grow to its best potential, right?”

All I can say is that I view that child as an object.

But these past few days, if Cheonma were to observe me from afar, I would probably find it quite funny. No matter where you looked, it would seem like we were living like a family.

“Yeah. That’s what you think. Then I’ll teach you.”

yes?

No, what did you say?

What are you talking about all of a sudden? Cheonma himself? Why? And didn’t you call yourself “I-jwa”? Are you changing your character now that you’re a woman?

When I blinked and looked at Cheonma, she smiled faintly.

“While I’m at it, I’ll keep an eye on you too.”

aha.

I made a mistake somewhere. That’s why I don’t want to talk too much to smart people.

I thought I was doing a good job leading up to this point, but did you find a contradiction somewhere? I was just stating the truth, so there shouldn’t really be a big contradiction.

Since my intention was included, there may be some inconsistencies.

The good news is that this doesn’t change the sound of your heart.

If you think about Soo, there is no reason to refuse, so it would be strange to refuse here.

“Okay, do whatever you want.”

“Okay. I’ll come by when you guys are training. See you tomorrow, Chosul.”

After saying that, Cheonma waved at Soo and turned around. First of all, it seems like you have no intention of hiding the fact that you were watching me. You openly said that you knew when we exercised normally.

What on earth is Cheonma thinking?

Then suddenly, the word ‘female corruption’ sparkled in the man’s faded memory.

Has this memory finally become worn out and broken?