Chapter Index

    They say that people become speechless when they are dumbfounded.

    It’s so absurd and embarrassing that I feel like my thoughts are being cut off.

    ‘…no.’

    I blinked in a daze, then pursed my lips as a sudden thought occurred to me.

    [This is disgraceful]

    “Yes? How cruel?“

    [no]

    [If you ask to hang out for a day, it’s natural to assume it will last until that evening at most]

    “eng. But I definitely emphasized that it was just one day… and Mr. Hayul accepted that…“

    Baek Arin naturally tilted her head.

    It couldn’t have been so unpleasant.

    Of course, Baek A-rin’s words were full of puns and force, but…

    At the time of the appointment, I was the one who emphasized Haru, and the one who nodded without paying much attention to him.

    I feel uneasy in many ways. But that doesn’t mean I can ignore the fact that I nodded.

    After thinking about it for a while, I projected my thoughts onto the necklace.

    [Still, 24 hours is too long]

    [Playing all night is very tiring]

    “Huh?”

    [There’s nothing worth doing all night in the first place]

    [Wouldn’t it be better to just hang out in moderation and break up?]

    The route was changed.

    Toward persuasion rather than venting about lack of understanding.

    After thinking about it calmly, I came to the conclusion that Baek A-rin really didn’t intend to hang out for 24 hours.

    Wasn’t it just to make fun of me? In reality, Baek A-rin’s mask had a mischievous tone.

    With that in mind, I took a persuasive attitude, and Baek Ah-rin’s expression changed strangely, as if my prediction was correct.

    Two blinking eyes scanned my face.

    Baek A-rin, who had been looking at me several times as if assessing something, opened her mouth blankly as if she realized something.

    “…foot.”

    Then suddenly he burst into laughter.

    He suddenly covers his mouth with his hand and laughs.

    Even if you cover the corners of your mouth, you can clearly feel the corners of your mouth that are slightly raised.

    “This part really seems like a baby.”

    “?”

    Moreover, he suddenly spits out strange words.

    [I’m not a baby…]

    These days, I keep receiving absurd slander from people around me.

    It’s true that my temperament is a bit… childlike, but it’s probably not to the point where I would listen to that comparison.

    I shook my head resolutely, but Baek A-rin just kept chuckling and pulling my hand to hasten my steps.

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    Somehow or another, I was led by Baek A-rin and started walking.

    Even amidst the waves of signs coming from all directions, the sound of footsteps right next to me could be clearly heard.

    “Oh, that’s right.”

    While walking towards the destination, Baek A-rin suddenly took out a plastic bag from her subspace pocket.

    The plastic bag contained a little something.

    White as snow. The surface is shiny and elongated…

    [Phlegm rice cake?]

    “Yes, it is rice cake.”

    It was phlegm rice cake.

    When I tilted my head to ask what this was, Baek A-rin cleverly took out a rice cake from a plastic bag with one hand and held it out.

    “That’s why I’m giving it to you to eat. Are you hungry because you haven’t eaten? Try eating it as a snack before going to the restaurant.”

    ‘Why is there phlegm all of a sudden?’

    Pure white rice cake. The last time we gathered to study, we ate yakgwa and other old-fashioned snacks. The red ginseng candy that Baek A-rin often forgot…

    Baek A-rin’s unique tastes can be seen in the original work.

    I couldn’t shake the feeling that his tastes were unique in many ways.

    With a strange expression on my face, I tried to loosen my grip to receive the rice cake. There was nothing I could do because I only had one hand.

    “?”

    Couldn’t solve it. Baek A-rin held my hand even stronger.

    – Kuuk

    Instead, the rice cake came closer and pressed my lips.

    Although it was in a plastic bag, it was warm and soft, as if it had just been made.

    “This is something that someone else usually feeds. Now, do it.”

    [I can eat it]

    “Uh-huh, dang.”

    He tried manipulating the sky wing feathers floating behind his back, but for some strange reason it was ignored.

    Looking at Baek Arin’s expression, it looks like she’s still planning on teasing me.

    I looked around for a moment. Although it was quite crowded, there were many eyes looking in this direction even though they pretended not to be there.

    Various emotions… especially gazes filled with surprise, wonder, and curiosity.

    No matter how accustomed I was to being looked at by the majority, I didn’t necessarily want to do anything unusual in such a situation.

    I had no choice but to correct my strange expression and open my mouth.

    Then the rice cake was put in my mouth.

    The long phlegm that rubbed the roof of my mouth bent and hit my cheek.

    I closed my mouth.

    The warm, soft texture caught my teeth, and I continued to chew on the broken rice cake.

    ‘Uhm…’

    A rice cake that goes down your throat in one gulp.

    With a confused expression on his face, he bit down on the rice cake that was handed out to him again.

    Slurp again… gulp.

    ‘hmm…’

    I haven’t eaten rice cake often, but I know that it is usually eaten with sugar or honey added or dipped in it.

    This is because the rice cake itself has no particular taste.

    Unique savory taste? There was something similar, but it was so bland and bland that it wasn’t enough to eat alone.

    It doesn’t really matter to me right now. This is because it is honey and sugar anyway and you cannot taste it because of the curse.

    -Oops…

    ‘…It’s better than I thought.’

    Rice cakes do not have a strong taste to begin with.

    In the past, rice cakes without any special seasoning were eaten just for their texture.

    Even though I was cursed, I could still feel the texture because it still had some texture.

    “How do you feel?”

    As he continued to purse his lips, Baek A-rin, who was walking next to him and handing him rice cake, asked.

    She waved the rice cake she was holding in her hand.

    “It’s okay without sugar or honey, right?”

    I thought about it for a moment and nodded, and Baek Arin smiled as if she knew that would happen.

    “Well, since we’ve filled our stomachs with some snacks… let’s stop by the art museum first before the restaurant.”

    [An art museum?]

    “Yes. There are also several art galleries in the commercial district. I don’t know if it’s rude, but Mr. Hayul, have you ever been to an art museum or something like that?“

    [no]

    Of course I’ve seen it online, but I’ve never been to an art museum on my own.

    “Then can you come with me this time?”

    [yes]

    [are you okay]

    “Heung. thank you I think I can answer some of your questions this time.”

    [What are you curious about?]

    Baek A-rin answered while leading the way.

    “With Mr. Hayul’s sensing ability, how does he interpret a work of art?”

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    The place we arrived was one of the art galleries inside the city cradle.

    A building made of pure white stone.

    There weren’t that many people.

    Well, there are all kinds of fun things to do outside, but not many people will bother to stop by the art museum.

    There was a red carpet on the floor marking the path, so you could walk along it and look at the artwork.

    Baek A-rin still held my hand and walked along the carpet to look at the artwork.

    It was partly because there were no people, but everyone kept quiet as if it were an art museum, so it had a quiet atmosphere.

    “How about it? How does it feel when you sense it?”

    ‘Hi.’

    In that atmosphere.

    Baek A-rin also tilted her head and whispered in my ear every time we spoke, as if she had to remain quiet.

    Every time I did that, my breath kept passing by my ears and my body automatically flinched.

    If I hadn’t controlled my senses, I would have been writhing on the floor like a fish right now.

    [It tickles]

    My breath falls as I shake my head.

    Baek Arin giggled and pointed to one side.

    “I’m sorry. Because the reaction was so cute. Still, I’m really curious. How does that make Hayul feel?”

    When I puffed out my cheeks as if I was disapproving, the apology came back to me in moderation.

    Although I was still dissatisfied, I nodded that I understood that I had received a formal apology, and turned my observation towards the direction Baek Ah-rin was pointing.

    In the frame hanging on the wall was a picture of a black and white square with a gray line between it.

    ‘That’s it.’

    It was a famous painting that had been seen before in the world.

    Between black and white squares. The gray horizontal lines are clearly parallel, but at first glance, the picture appears slanted.

    A picture that felt amazing even when viewed through the monitor.

    [It feels normal]

    “Is that so?”

    It doesn’t feel the same now as it did then.

    There are so many different types of artwork that each person stores and displays them differently.

    The art museum visited with Baek A-rin was one with the theme of optical illusions.

    In keeping with the theme, all of the things on display at the museum were works of art that deceived the human eye.

    A room where the walls are full of geometric patterns and the patterns move as if they are fluttering.

    A sculpture whose facial expressions appear differently depending on the perspective from which a person looks.

    The video shows that the man is clearly running forward, but if you stare at him, it feels like he is running backwards…

    [It just feels like a complicated pattern]

    [The inside was made with a mixture of plaster and clay, and copper was used for the exterior decoration]

    [This painting… seems to have used cow’s blood as a dye]

    It didn’t apply to me.

    I don’t know much, but I heard that there are many reasons for optical illusions.

    Representative examples include physiological optical illusions, in which vision itself causes an illusion as the eye perceives an object, and cognitive optical illusions, in which the eyes arbitrarily correct themselves to save resources and cause errors.

    There may be other, more detailed reasons, but they didn’t apply to me.

    Not only are you not looking at the world with your eyes in the first place, but you have the power of observation.

    Observation.

    It is not simply a replacement for vision, but is the power to collect information about what is observed.

    Thanks to this, it is difficult to fall into elements such as illusions, hallucinations, and optical illusions.

    In addition, not only such visual illusions, but also illusions and security magic could be ignored.

    “As expected, Mr. Hayul’s detection ability is very unique.”

    Baek A-rin, who was listening to my explanation, snapped her fingers and muttered.

    “Replaces vision by reading color, contrast, etc. A detection range that easily exceeds km and a precision that operates normally even in a crowded dungeon. Penetration of defense elements including hallucinations? Besides, is it still in the early stages of growth?”

    Baek Arin, who was folding her fingers one by one, shook her head as if she was surprised.

    “He has the sensing ability that all powers desperately want.”

    I wasn’t surprised by Baek Arin’s admiration and just nodded.

    ‘That’s because it’s a power… its performance must be special.’

    First of all, in terms of rank, it is equivalent to the power of growth, cold weather, purgatory, and the power wielded by the tower owner of the Four Spirits.

    My level is so low that I can’t use it properly.

    Later, when it reaches a certain level, it will be possible to operate it on a continental basis like ‘Observer’.

    ‘Thanks to you, cooking was very convenient.’

    Thanks to that great power, I was able to cook the dish I cooked for Master this morning quite well.

    Having lost my sense of smell and taste, it is difficult for me to distinguish between salt and sugar.

    Because you can’t tell the difference between smell and taste.

    You might be able to barely tell the difference with your eyes, but it’s even more difficult since you’re blind.

    But if you turn the observation around, it’s simple.

    If you go into the analysis of information rather than simply replacing the perspective, more resources are required, but in any case, it can be easily distinguished.

    It also helped a lot during the cooking process.

    I was able to adjust the ratio of seasonings and cooking and boiling times exactly, and I was able to know in real time whether the food was going well by observing the cooking trend.

    To be honest, I wondered if it would work at first, but it turned out to be much better than before.

    The influence of the all-rounder was also very great.

    Perhaps because cooking skills have finally become part of the all-rounder, it seems to have become much simpler, faster, and more delicious than before.

    Of course, at best it was a simple menu for breakfast… but I think it would make a difference if you made something a little more complex and time-consuming.

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    Time passed.

    The bright morning sunlight faded, and the neatly maintained floor was stained with a deep orange glow.

    It wasn’t dark yet, but the street trees erected as if in preparation for that time were slowly showing signs of coming into operation.

    Also, instead of losing people, the number actually increased.

    I think this is the reason why bars that were not popular in the morning are slowly showing signs of starting business in earnest.

    “How has it been so far? Were you satisfied?”

    Around the time I was observing my surroundings.

    Likewise, Baek A-rin, who was looking around, asked.

    The eyes staring at me with a faint smile reminded me of the events of the last few hours.

    My memory of the art museum was not very impressive, but was quite fascinating when analyzed visually.

    Memories of wandering around a department store filled with various products that I had never seen before in the world.

    I remember chewing a traditional food from a country that didn’t taste good, but had a good texture.

    [yes]

    It’s cool… but now I’m kind of used to it, the soft feel of my palm.

    [I was satisfied]

    At least the thought of not coming out didn’t occur to me.

    “That’s a good thing.”

    Baek A-rin, who was staring at this direction as if waiting for an answer, sighed in relief.

    He quickly said with a chuckle.

    “Then, this is the last course.”

    Last course. With those words, Baek A-rin led my hand again.

    I followed the directions, which I was now used to and didn’t feel particularly uncomfortable, and glanced at the time.

    6pm.

    It wasn’t until late at night.

    I sighed in relief at that.

    It seems like talking about 24 hours was just a joke.

    ‘Are you going to eat dinner like this and then part ways, or do you want to see something and then part ways?’

    Then it’s just the right time.

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    [What is this?]

    I tilted my head towards the building in front of me.

    A huge dome-shaped building with a covered ceiling. It was so huge that it was almost the size of a soccer field.

    The most unusual thing is that the inside of the round structure covering the ceiling is filled with magic stones and magic spells.

    Other buildings also had magic built into them for security and protection reasons, but they were not as extensive.

    Also, considering the size of the facility, there was no sign of popularity inside.

    “Once you enter, you will find out everything.”

    In response to my doubt-filled question, Baek A-rin just smiled meaningfully and urged me on.

    I had no choice but to follow Baek Arin into the building.

    There were no people even in the lobby on the first floor.

    Baek A-rin didn’t care and took a photo of something with her smartwatch on the kiosk at the desk to authenticate something, then led me to the large door inside the desk.

    When I opened the door, the stairs were revealed.

    ‘What is this.’

    There were quite a few stairs. It is a very meaningful facility.

    At this point, my curiosity was aroused. This feeling wasn’t too bad, so I didn’t use observation to understand the inside of the facility.

    At the end of the stairs there was again a huge door.

    Baek A-rin finally arrived there and opened the door left and right.

    Has it really arrived now?

    Conscious of a strong spark of curiosity, I turned my observation to the inside of the opening door.

    A round ceiling, presumed to be a dome, felt from the outside.

    And below that.

    There was a huge bed standing alone in the center.

    “?”

    A question mark appeared above my head.

    * * *

    Lee Ha-yul → Baek A-rin

    ●●●●●●○○○○(60▷63/100)

    「Favorable」 「Doubt」 「Confusion」

    [The requirements for ‘Curse of Silence’ were not satisfied]

    [The requirements for “Curse of Solitude” were not met]

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