episode_0206

sick.

Eunha tossed and turned.

It hurt like I was going to break, and a huge wound appeared.

The blood that bursts out makes a mess of the surroundings.

Red liquid, one after another…

It’s like attaching a shower head to the top of your head and letting lukewarm water flow.

Liquid flowing down the cheek.

Taang!

It suddenly occurred to me.

One gunshot.

A lot of hesitation, a sense of desperation that there must be another way,

Urging me to go there before the sun sets,

Conflicts and regrets that make you bite your lip are mixed together like a skein of thread,

In the end, it became a single gunshot and pierced Eunha’s head.

It hurt.

But it will recover soon. As always.

The wounds and scars will disappear completely, and only the memory of being in pain will remain as a trauma.

Eunha closed her heavy eyelids.

… … .

Thump… thud…

Is it raining?

Water droplets fell.

Fighting. Fighting…

Like drizzle sliding off leaves.

The water droplets that fell on Eunha’s cheeks,

It washes away the layers of dried blood… just a little.

sick.

Eunha tossed and turned.

“Eunha… Ugh, Eunha… Eunha…”

someone said

It’s a voice that’s hard to tell whether he’s muttering or crying.

Hmm… maybe it’s a mumbling voice.

It would be so sad if someone with a soft heart was crying next to you.

Eunha listened to someone’s mumbling voice.

“Eunha… Eunha…”

I am speechless and only call out my name.

Embracing the stretched out galaxy,

I caress my cheek with my blood-covered hand.

A person who is indecisive and has a white voice.

It was dark before my eyes, so I couldn’t look up at ‘her’ face.

But obviously, it’s the same as usual…

That an expressionless face would be there.

I believed so.

… … .

… … .

… … .

『Are you human?』

“What is that first word?”

A fortune teller shop standing alone in the dark.

Eunha frowned at what the [Black Person] suddenly said.

As soon as I came to my senses, I was asked if I was human, and my energy surged.

Is this what it means to live longer if you get criticized?

Eunha, whose blood pressure rose due to her surging vitality, patted the table with a smile.

“Me, huh? Today I came to pick on you because of [The Black Book], right?”

“is it.”

“Yes. [Black Person] Everything is fine, right?”

『Something strange has happened now.』

Eunha shrugged her shoulders at [the person in black]’s absurd words.

She stroked her still painful head and endured the dizziness that made her stomach churn.

A white ghostly light flows beyond the window of a small fortune teller.

“okay. Our baby is a human. It’s definitely human.』

“Hello, [Beast] too.”

『You are the only human.』

The voice of a [beast] coming from behind my back.

‘That’, which has Eunha sitting on its lap(?), imitates a human voice.

Numerous hands grasping the entire body, gently massaging the muscles stiffened by tension.

A hand wrapping around your waist, a hand skimming your collarbone, a hand caressing your cheek and nuzzling your earlobe.

Numerous hands reaching out from behind the back.

Soon, two hands come between both armpits and lift Eunha’s large breasts like a pedestal.

It’s the same every time I come here.

For some reason, I feel like the [animal] skinship is becoming more obscene day by day, but when I think of it as sharing body heat in the cold winter, it’s better than I thought.

Eunha, who rested her chest comfortably on the [Beast]’s palm, looked across the table.

Everything is pitch black [black person].

A black hat, a black suit, a black shirt, and a black tie.

The ‘inverted cross’ that hangs like an accessory on the edge of the hat sparkles white.

It’s just black.

Because of the shadow of the hat, the facial features of the [black person] cannot even be seen.

If Eunha had a smartphone in her hand, she would have used the flashlight without hesitation.

“… … Mr. [Black Person], how did you become the monster leader?”

『To lead.』

“Where?”

There is no answer.

[The person in black] took out a plate of snacks from under the table covered with a blue cloth.

Is it snacks again this time? I’m slowly getting sick of old snacks.

Still, before we start talking, we might be able to enjoy a brief appetizer.

“… … huh? What is this?”

But, why?

The snacks are a little different today.

A feeling of wonder crawling through my heart.

Eunha, who was looking down at the ‘snacks’ on her plate, raises her head and looks at the [person in black].

『They say these are snacks that kids eat these days.』

Cold words.

However, Eunha caught a glimpse of the anticipation that could not be hidden on the face of the [black person], who was invisible due to the darkness.

What is it? Did you really make these ‘cookies’ yourself?

It’s all good, so I hope you’ll stop talking like a grandmother trying to feed her granddaughter something to eat when she comes home for the holidays.

I get emotional for no reason and my heart becomes weak.

“… … .”

Eunha, who was staring at the [person in black], lowered her head.

A plate placed on the table.

Neatly placed there… mint-colored pretzels.

Eunha smoothed the corners of her mouth that had hardened.

『As time goes by, eating habits change. Mint used to be brought as a tithe by those who worked in the fields, but kids these days use it for food…』

“It’s not edible.”

The hands of the [black person] who was tapping the table become as hard as ice.

Did my words come out in vain at such a sudden meeting?

Eunha shakes her shoulders with a feeling of regret.

She tried to make a smiling face and ate the heaps of ‘snacks’ on her plate.

It’s refreshing.

Like waking up from sleep.

The mint flavor that fills your mouth,

Just refreshing.

“Mmm~… Mmm… Mmm… Yes, it’s delicious!”

『… … is it.”

“I tried something similar before because Mr. Banharin recommended it. It’s definitely delicious these days.”

『… … … … is it…”

If the atmosphere at the fortune teller becomes solemn, is it because of my mood?

I don’t know.

Suddenly.

The [Beast]’s hand reaches out out of curiosity and takes the mint-colored cookie.

Soon, a creepy animal howl is heard from behind, and a half-eaten mint-colored pretzel flies to the table.

Eunha picked up the ‘snacks’ and ate them while watching the [black person].

Still worth eating. Everyone has different tastes.

Ban Harin and Kang Nari ate well.

『… I was fine.』

The words of the [black person] flow out like an excuse.

Immediately, the [Beast]’s hand extends from behind and pushes the plate containing ‘snacks’ towards the [Black Person].

『Not a person.』

Tight!

Eunha closed her eyes.

… … .

… … .

『Ask again. What brought you here?』

And after a while.

Some time passed,

After the majesty and all that had gone away returned to their original form.

[The person in black] tapped the table as if nothing had happened and looked straight at Eunha.

“… … I have a question.”

A pitch-black gaze.

Something filled with soggy resentment.

I feel my mind shrinking from the gaze of an unknown being.

“Can I add rules to the [Black Book]?”

『It depends on the content… what do you want?』

A more favorable attitude than expected.

Therefore, we become more cautious.

Eunha hugged one of the [Beast]’s numerous arms extending from behind her, took a short breath, and explained her purpose for today.

“For people who don’t have books, how about just coming across the oddities of ‘perceived rules’?”

… … .

Requirements regarding rules.

It’s not a big deal, but it’s an important issue.

Blood donation bus, claw machine, department store, happy convenience store…

If you think about it, how many strange things were there that immediately showed their faces as soon as the rules were created in the [Black Book]?

Even the galaxy that owns the [Black Book] sometimes suffers unfairly because it fails to check the rules in time.

It is even more natural for other people who do not have books to repeat that they died the moment they ‘opened their eyes’.

It shouldn’t be like that.

In order to save Ban Harin, who says he will stay by his side even though his eyes are open, it must be corrected.

” They say that cognition is the passage to the mind. I think there is a problem if you come before you are even aware of the rules.”

『… … .』

“Honestly, I don’t care, right? Every day is new and exciting.”

Staring at the [black person] with straight eyes,

Make an interesting suggestion.

“I am already aware enough to recognize it, so if you want to bully me, just bully me. Don’t touch my people for no reason.”

『… … .』

“Otherwise, I won’t do it. I’m going to jump into the sea, holding my documents and [the black book].”

A clumsy suggestion. A clumsy threat.

A miserable life where the only threat is one’s own life.

However, the [Beast] behind her was caressing Eunha’s cheek with a restless hand, like a mother looking at her baby climbing on the wall.

『… … .』

A quiet fortune teller. A ghostly fire flowing outside the window.

The [black person] sitting across from Eunha knocks on the table.

‘That”s sharp gaze was directed at Eunha, but instead she opened her eyes wide, saying she would not lose.

In order to hide his fear, he gathers the numerous arms of the [beast] and hugs him like a bamboo lady.

Knock… Knock…

The sound of a table being knocked on.

Rattling, rattling,

The sound of windows shaking.

Sound becomes noise and interferes with concentration.

『… … You have always cared for others more than yourself.』

“Yes?”

『Do it like this.』

‘That’ muttered meaningful words and took out something from his pitch black suit.

A pure white hairpin.

Shaped like an upside down cross,

A cute hairpin.

[The person in black] places a pure white hairpin in Eunha’s hand.

It’s like a grandmother’s heart reluctantly giving in to her granddaughter’s complaints.

It was a touch that was painfully cold and heartbreaking.

『Whoever wears it will only be approached by a ‘recognized guide’.』

“Oh… is it like a talisman?”

『But when I’m with you, we’ll approach as usual.』

Complicated words.

What would be more helpful if I explained it a little more simply?

This is very difficult content for Eunha, who is not very good at using her brain.

Look at how the rules become more complicated as the number of people opens their eyes.

I thought it was easy.

In the end, doesn’t this mean that Ban Harin will no longer encounter strange creatures he has never seen before?

All you have to do is follow the rules you already know.

All you have to do is do well.

『If you pay the price, I will give it to you.』

“I will pay.”

There were no worries.

Whatever the price.

I’ve already dealt with monsters a few times, so it’s not scary.

『Once a week… Did you say it was a holiday? Go to a place you have never been before.』

“Let’s do everything.”

Eunha sighs at the fact that the situation is much better than before.

She took the ‘inverted cross hairpin’ and expressed her gratitude to [the person in black].

“Thank you. To be honest, I don’t understand half of it, so I’ll learn as I go.”

“is it.”

Cold words.

Soon the lights blink violently.

A chilling breath touches the back of my neck, bringing back winter.

As if to let you know that it’s time, the windows of the fortune teller rattle like crazy.

『Treasure the relationship you have made.』

“Who am I going through this trouble for…”

Hot ㅡ.

Just like that, the [Beast]’s hand covered Eunha’s eyes,

Eunha holds the pure white hairpin preciously…

And, there is always darkness.

there was nothing.

… … .

… … .

“… … … Eunha.”

“Yay.”

I feel like I had a long dream.

I frown at the sunset light falling on my eyes.

Dusk as the sun sets.

A quiet high-rise area with no people.

Eun-ha, who returned from ‘there’, lay down in the passenger seat of Ban Harin’s car and blinked blankly.

The backrest, which is reclined to its limit, is comfortable.

Eunha looked around the clean car without a single trace of blood and envied Ban Harin’s thorough work.

“Really… I thought you wouldn’t wake up.”

“Your skills are good. It didn’t hurt at all.”

“Lie.”

The passenger seat is cramped.

Is it because he is held in Ban Harin’s arms?

Ban Harin moved to the passenger seat and hugged the unconscious Eunha like a mother sea otter.

She still can’t get over the shock and even stutters.

“How could I… no, how could I do something like that to the person I swore to protect…”

Traces of tears remaining on an expressionless face.

There are bottles of high-alcohol alcohol rolling around in the backseat, probably from a nearby convenience store.

She, who has become unrecognizably haggard in a short period of time, hugs Eunha’s body tightly.

After all, wasn’t it a request to shoot for him?

But since I only had one bullet, I had no choice. Not long ago, you had a hard time pulling the trigger to make an emergency escape and not dying.

I’ll have to buy Ban Harin a lot of delicious food later for her hard work today.

Eunha, who was lying on top of her, complained of discomfort from her chest being pressed down like a hotteok.

“Mr. Ban Harin. It smells like alcohol.”

“I drank it because it was difficult. What are you going to do?”

“I leave mine behind too.”

Ordinary conversation.

Eunha still hurts on the side of her head,

Ban Harin can’t control his trembling hands,

An everyday conversation that makes you want to ignore the extraordinary.

Eunha, who was quietly looking at Ban Harin’s chick hairpin,

He took out a ‘hairpin’ from between his breasts and showed it to her.

A pure white hairpin in the shape of an inverted cross.

Ban Harin pouted his lips with an expressionless face.

“What is that?”

“I told you so. He said he would make a deal. I took something nice to give to Ban Harin.”

Tick-tock.

Remove Ban Harin’s chick hairpin and insert a ‘pure white hairpin’.

Immediately after, Ban Harin, feeling an inexplicable sense of comfort, adjusted her hairpin.

An unknown faith begins to support her precarious heart.

“… … I heard that you shouldn’t bring items from the other world.”

“It’s not really okay…? No, more than that, Mr. Banharin, listen… There was mint chocolate.”

“Oh…”

“What is coming.”

They giggle and joke around.

Pretending not to see Ban Harin’s trembling hands,

While enduring a throbbing headache.

So as not to put any more burden on Ban Harin, who is already exhausted and exhausted.

“The rest… I’ll tell you about the black book and monsters after a short break.”

“Okay.”

Although, there is still much left to unravel,

I’m also concerned about the ‘master’ that [the person in black] mentioned in passing,

He said it would be okay to take a break today.

Eunha, with a mischievous smile, hugged Ban Harin by the neck.

The ‘hairpin’ attached to the bangs sways leisurely.

“Eunha. It’s a bit heavy, so please get out of the way. Were you shot in the head?”

“Looking like you’re being damn good, I guess you’re okay.”

“This seems to be the hydraulic press I’ve only heard about.”

“No, really, shut your mouth…!”

… … .

… … .

“Ah! Mr. Banharin! Step on it quickly!! Go home before night!”

“Which house are you talking about?”

“Saetbyul Apartment! I have a lot to tell you, so why not spend the night!”

“I’m not drunk!”

Ban Harin, who had a very tiring day,

Leaving the highlands where dusk passes,

I was running hurriedly through Euncheongu with the setting sunlight.

… … .

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17-C-T1-3. Additional information regarding those who have awakened.

– Information regarding awakened people (hereinafter referred to as ‘apostles’) who possess the newly distributed ‘inverted cross’.

– When approaching the person in question, depending on whether or not they are aware of the rules…

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– All interpretations and judgments regarding the above questions are left to the judgment of the landlord.

– For further details, please refer to the ‘Landlord User Guide’.

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