episode_0220

I say it again,

It’s a late evening event.

Cheer up!!!

late evening,

Around the time when Eunha was having fun with [Invisible Baby].

A story that takes place somewhere in the dark.

… … .

Crash! Quang!

“Here we go again.”

“How far will we go this time?”

Two people walking down a clean underground hallway had such a conversation.

They are wearing pure white lab coats and are transporting an icebox full of samples used for potions to their lab on a trailer.

Clink! Crash!

loud noise.

While leisurely passing through the hallway, they stopped when they heard a noise coming from a nearby laboratory.

Kwaaaang!!

A ‘laboratory’ where you can constantly hear the sound of things breaking.

If you slowly turn your head, you will see a sign that says [Concentrated solution room].

If you look into the [Concentrated solution room] through a glass window installed so that you can see in from the outside, you can see the bed, toilet, and simple daily necessities occupying the empty space.

Slippers that have never been used. Toothbrush with unopened packaging.

The hard bed has a leather belt to tie your limbs when necessary.

In the bathroom without a partition, there is a machine to collect blood…

As if it had been created for the purpose of confining someone, the room named [Fluid Room] was filled with an unpleasant level of desire and malice.

Cheer up! Cheer up!

And… such a clean [concentrate room],

A man who appears to be in his early 30s is making a mess.

The researcher who was looking into the [solution room] in the hallway frowned.

“… … How long are you going to be like that?”

“Well. It won’t end until ‘the original solution’ is locked in that room… I guess I got robbed by Director Go Young-in today as well.”

“I didn’t know that Director Go Young-in was such a hard-working person. He was a guy who just stamped documents without any motivation.”

I sigh.

How did it end up like this?

At some point, they were interrupted in every big and small project by Director Go Young-in, who had regained their motivation, and their very existence disappeared for about a month.

The way his shoulders drooped seemed to express the hardships of office workers.

… … .

There is a saying, too much is too much.

This means that too much is not much different from not enough.

These days, it is often used with the connotation that ‘excess is bad’,

I think it is the most frequently used word among four idioms.

Clink! bang!!

Too much is poison.

That is correct.

And in the world,

There is also an excess that overflows uncontrollably with just one drop.

Such overflow is called ‘addiction’.

“Huh…! Huh…! My… my concentrate…”

A man in his 30s who was making a mess of the [solution room] took a deep breath.

It was a struggle that could not be overcome, and it was an ugly grudge.

The man swept his hair like a teenager and let out a rough breath.

“… … How much younger can you get? I’m slowly getting anxious… No, that’s more than just getting younger…”

“Shh. let’s hurry. I get caught.”

The researchers who had been watching the ‘man’ outside secretly lowered their gaze and hurried down the road.

I don’t know how this happened.

Is it possible? The life of a salaried worker involves moving around depending on the decisions of superiors.

I just hope that the anger of that ‘man’ is not directed at them.

I hope that you can retire without any problems and live a peaceful old age.

I can only hope.

“… … By the way, have you heard the news? [Facility] seems to be developing a new potion this time. I heard it has similar effects to [Galaxy Potion].”

“Really? Have we finally found a replacement for the product called ‘undiluted solution’? What do you say about the ingredients?”

“I don’t know. Now, I hope other departments will stop worrying about not being able to make [Galaxy Potions].”

A pure white underground laboratory.

This place has a dark atmosphere.

“So… I wonder if something really happens if things go on like this.”

Trembling from the uneasy air that settled on my shoulders,

The young and naive researchers took the precious potion samples in a drag bag to their lab.

… … .

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Dalkak-.

“I’ve been there……”

Late evening.

Returning home after a hard day, Kang Na-ri, the youngest daughter of the [Cheongryong family] and former debt collector, passes through the grand gate and greets the landlord.

Even in Euncheon-gu, which is known for its expensive land prices, this is a luxury housing complex where you have to cover the snow.

A debt collector from a semi-basement languidly enters a two-story house built in the far corner of the place that gives off the atmosphere of a wealthy family.

“Ah, am I here?”

“Yes… Boss Eunbangul, did anything go well…”

She was captivated by Ban Harin’s words, ‘Holiday with the galaxy,’ and even visited the [Changcheon Geomga] headquarters.

Kang Na-ri, who has become motion sick on the winding mountain road, collapses helplessly in the entrance hallway.

The owner of the house looked at this with pity… The rabbit girl, Eunbangul,

He hops over to Kang Na-ri and stands her up, saying that she is putting oil on her face on the floor.

“I heard you went to [Changcheon Geomga] with Eunha? how was it? Who is Eunha?”

“I just came here to look… I feel comfortable being treated like a bridesmaid like this, like I’m back in the days of being a debt collector…”

“Nari. What about the time when you were a debtor? You are still a debtor.”

“That’s right… Mr. Ban Harin says that I need debt to shine.”

“Ignore that because it’s shit. ruler! Wake up quickly and wash your hands!”

Because I’m tired, all kinds of nonsense comes out.

Na-ri Kang struggled to get up, suffering from motion sickness, and headed to the bathroom.

… … .

Nari Kang.

An unfortunate debt collector who had to live in Eunbangul’s house until he found a new home because the front door of the semi-basement was broken in the last kidnapping incident.

‘Living with my boss… Just hearing the word makes me shiver.’

After refreshingly washing her face in the bathroom, she squeezed the area around her eyes that were puffy from stress and relieved her bloated stomach.

Eunbangul’s house bathroom.

If you look around blankly, you will see waterproof photos lined up on the walls and ceiling.

Photos stuck together.

A photo taken of the bunny girl.

Like a selfie taken while looking into a bathroom mirror, Eunbangul’s cute appearance was captured in the photo.

Below the photo, the date and time it was taken are written in detail.

‘Shooting date… Are you filming every day? why?’

Eunbangul’s home is covered with all kinds of photos.

I feel like I will go crazy if I continue to live in a place like this.

Nari Kang wiped her face with a towel, deciding to buy a new house as soon as possible.

“… In the end, I came back today after just looking around… The woman I was in love with, was alone in flirting with Eunha…”

Do you know the feeling of standing still like a totem in [Changcheongeomga] and then coming back?

Even while traveling in a car, I get motion sickness and feel like I’m dying.

Kang Nari clenches and opens her hands as she thinks of Ban Harin, who called her out and abandoned her like a devoted friend.

But soon, I regained peace of mind and body thinking of Eunha in her black uniform.

Eunha’s kindness seemed to spill out through the open front of her uniform.

Just thinking about it lowers your intelligence.

As your intelligence decreases, your mind becomes narrower.

The accumulated complaints are driven out of my narrowed mind and fly away.

‘Mr. Eunha. It was really dirty today too…’

Perhaps just seeing Eunha up close in her uniform was a worthwhile visit to [Changcheongeomga].

Kang Na-ri fumbled like a fool and forgave Ban Ha-rin.

I am also welcome to be treated as a bridesmaid, so please invite me next time.

“Phew… Then, what should we do with this?”

Tackle-.

Nari Kang, who thought about Eunha with reverence, took out something from her chest.

A vial containing blood.

Earlier, in [Changcheon Sword House], Eunha’s palm got ripped off while swinging a wooden sword. The blood on the wooden sword was put into a glass bottle using the [Replace Ingredient] skill.

Blood without any impurities to the point of being horrifying.

The blood of the galaxy.

Kang Na-ri looked ecstatic as she reflected the flowing blood in the light.

Excited. Excited.

The blood of the galaxy.

Probably the raw material for the [U˘ngang Potion] that she supplies to the Hunter Association.

Concentrated solution, not diluted product for delivery.

“… … No, that won’t work. It’s a precious potion ingredient.”

Overcome mild urges.

I want to drink the undiluted solution.

Kang Nari looked at the mirror.

I see myself reflected in the mirror, and the freshness of someone in my early 20s is engraved in my eyes.

Was it June… I made a potion out of the ‘blood sample’ that Eunha gave me as a test, telling me to make it into a potion.

I just dropped a few drops of the undiluted solution onto my skin.

And I got a few years younger.

Eunha’s embarrassed face is still vivid.

‘Resilience enough to reverse aging… Is it really recovery?’

Rattling…

I touch the vial containing Eunha’s blood.

Like a person addicted to something.

An unknown attraction whispers in Kang Na-ri’s ear that she must return to her ‘original form.’

“… … Phew, maybe it’s because I’m tired. I need to eat dinner quickly and go to sleep.”

But it’s okay.

Just a few drops of undiluted solution.

Nari Kang, who overcame her impulse, looked at the glass bottle dripping with blood with a happy smile.

As soon as tomorrow comes, I have to hang out with Eunha at the cafe.

Today at [Changcheon Geomga], I will freely share all the chatter that I couldn’t talk about.

“Mmmm~ What would Eunha be doing right now?”

Na-ri Kang hummed lightly, reflecting on her tiring but happy day.

Eunha was sexy. Although Banharin was annoyed.

Aside from the motion sickness, it was a pretty good holiday.

… … .

… … .

“Mmm hmm~ Mmm hmm~.”

“… … .”

and.

Kang Nari humming happily in the bathroom.

“… … .”

The bunny girl’s tar-black eyes,

Through the slightly open door of the bathroom,

I was watching quietly.

… … .

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“Too much is too little. Whoever made it did a really good job. I feel like I’m dying because I’m trying to do this and that in one day.”

ㅡ Even if I tried to explain about too much or too little with that heart, it wouldn’t listen.

The day ends.

Evening when the sun sets.

Eunha came back after sucking up some blood on the [Blood Donation Bus] and started playing with [Invisible Baby] with her exhausted body.

Phew!

Avoid the kitchen knife flying from the dark and the [doll girl] waddling towards your thigh,

I was running around the living room and kitchen frantically.

Bbbb…

Eunha knocks aside the ‘chick stuffed toy’ that was blocking the road as if playing a joke, then fixes her cell phone and talks to Ban Harin.

ㅡ Too much is too little… Do you know that? Gwayu (過猶) is unpaid, but Gwayu (過乳) is always right.

“I think Mr. Ban Harin only talks to people sometimes.”

Ppook!

While Eunha is preoccupied with the phone call, [Doll Girl], who has been following Eunha all along, manages to catch her and hang on to her thigh.

Only then did Eunha stop walking.

She looked around while stroking [Doll Girl]’s fluffy polar bear head.

『Kyaarrr~! Catch me~!』

The sound of transparent footsteps moving around the bright living room.

The sound of footsteps running through the living room follows the happy laughter of the [Invisible Baby].

A sight of mites playing happily together.

Eunha looks down at her smartphone with a languid smile etched on her lips.

Ban Harin’s voice is heard from a cell phone that is showing an out of range sign.

“I was surprised when I got a phone call while I was playing with the kids. Can you call Ban Harin?”

-I’m guessing it might be because of the hairpins… But, you were playing with them… Are you talking about them? The monsters trying to kill Eunha…

“They are good kids.”

Phew!

As she looked away for a moment, a sharp kitchen knife was stabbed into Eunha’s calf.

Dizzy. The pain that followed.

Eunha covered her mouth with one hand and looked at the blade that had stabbed her.

“ㅊ… Tea, good kids… This is…!”

ㅡ … … I don’t understand.

“Hueup… I can do it, and it’s something that only I can’t do… Wow, it’s thrilling. I’ll just hang up.”

ㅡ Eunha ㄴ

Pirorong…

I hung up.

Eunha threw her cell phone onto the living room sofa and then let out a groan that she had been suppressing and collapsed onto the floor.

The [doll girl] fell from her thighs and looked at her with innocent eyes.

My calves feel like they’re on fire.

No, I thought positively. Thanks to this, my fatigue completely disappeared.

“Ahu… It’s hard to take care of a child.”

“friend. 』

Grumbling. Wow…

Pull out the deeply embedded kitchen knife. Because it is lodged too deep, it is impossible to pull it out straight, so move it left and right like a lever to open the flesh and pull it out little by little.

Next time, I’ll have to get a sharp kitchen knife so it can be pulled out easily.

Eunha throws the bloody kitchen knife to the floor… and stands up again with her injured leg.

Look at this. It’s nothing.

She was fine.

“Now, do you see that kitchen knife? Do I have to keep looking at that?”

“huh. Please be a friend.』

Bleak! Bleak!

The [Doll Girl] quickly approaches the kitchen knife and squats down on the living room floor, glaring at the bloody knife.

Now you don’t have to worry about that kitchen knife moving.

Eunha followed the footsteps of the [invisible baby] running around the house, chasing ‘that’ like a game of tag.

『Karrr~!』

How much fun did you have like that?

10 minutes. 30 minutes. 1 hours…

After the sunset, darkness falls in the sky.

Wow… Wow…

Just like that, the stuffed animals that were chasing the [Invisible Baby] fell down one by one from exhaustion.

[Invisible Baby] who is laughing, and [Doll Girl] who is clinging to Eunha like a chewing gum,

Only the ‘rabbit plush’ that had quietly been by Eunha’s side since she first appeared was left.

… … Wow.

A pure white rabbit plush touches Eunha’s injured calf with trembling hands.

The play is over.

Now it’s time to end it.

Eunha, who expressed gratitude to the ‘rabbit doll’ for which she felt a strange affection, walks with a limp.

“Phew… How about playing with a friend? Isn’t it more fun than playing alone?”

『Kyaarrr~! huh! I like you sister! So much fun!』

“Okay. Now then… Lastly, let’s play tag and end it.”

hide and seek.

A transparent and lonely child’s favorite play.

“hide and seek! I really like it! how did you know?!”

“Just show it… Then, I’ll play tag. Hide tight.”

Cry!!

No sooner had Eunha finished speaking than the sound of transparent footsteps ran through the living room.

He must be trying to hide.

Just like back then, I guess I went to hide in the place I always thought of.

“… … Hide tight.”

After enough time has passed for the child to hide,

Eunha moved her recovered legs and headed to the kitchen.

It’s time to end the game.

… … .

… … .

… … .

Is there love even in neglect?

Probably not.

… … .

​

​

This is a transparent story.

​

It happened in a quiet home,

A story that no one saw and passed by without notice.

​

​

… … .

​

We played hide and seek.

is not it. Was it a game of tag?

I guess it’s good.

anyway,

Because the mother’s scream ended the game.

… … .

Phew! Phew! Phew!

​

​

My mom is playing with someone I don’t know.

​

This is my first time seeing this game.

The child understood the scene in front of him as ‘play.’

​

​

‘A game we play together… I wonder if I can make friends like that too.’

Drawer under the kitchen sink.

The child, who was hiding tightly, grabbed the blades lying around with his delicate hands.

… … .

The Invisible Man.

Through the narrow gap in the dresser, I looked at my mother who had fallen on the floor.

The person who was yelling scary earlier left the house as if running away.

Only the mother remains.

I’m lying down on the living room floor and taking a nap.

Are you tired after playing with your friends?

I was playing tag…

“Ugh! Let’s wait! I am a good invisible person! Right, little brother?”

The child hid in the dresser and waited.

I hope that my mother wakes up from her nap and finds me.

I hope you open this stuffy drawer wide and give yourself a warm hug as you hide tightly.

ㅡ I found it. The game of tag is over.

The magic word that will end the game.

The child enjoyed playing.

Because it’s fun. Because I’m so happy my heart is pounding.

But… now that I’m hiding in the dresser,

Another reason arose.

‘I hope mom finds it quickly.’

The child waited.

The mother lies down on the floor and takes a nap.

Covered in red paint.

I fell into a deep sleep like a princess in a fairy tale.

When are you going to wake up?

When the ticking clock rings 100 times?

When the belly clock rings 5 times?

I’m so frustrated that I want to get out of the closet, but right now I’m playing tag.

I want my mom to find it.

Hide tight.

There are a lot of scary cutlery in the dresser,

With this, I need to practice the ‘play’ my mom used to play with strangers.

If you have a friend, you will do the same.

There are many games I want to play.

Rose of Sharon has bloomed, playing tag, this and that…

I will continue to play as much as I can with my mom.

“Hide well. Let me see your hair.”

The child became invisible.

… … .

… … .

Drawer under the kitchen.

A child’s own small, frustrating world.

The child waits.

Forever.

Even if the belly clock rings.

Visible through a gap in the dresser,

Waiting for mom to lie down on the floor and take a nap.

ㅡ I found it. The game of tag is over.

Open the stuffy dresser wide,

May you give yourself a warm, hidden hug.

… … .

… … .

Sigh…

“Tsk… What is it? You had a child.”

The drawer was opened.

I don’t know, but it’s a voice I’ve heard.

Squeak…

‘That person’ who came back after a few days,

I opened the drawer to get some valuable items.

“… … Are you your mom’s friend?”

There is no answer.

Without saying a word, he just took a soft cushion from the sofa.

It’s a new game.

But we’re still playing tag…

Ah, are we going to end it now?

The child calmly waited for the ‘magic word’.

… … .

… … .

The magic is.

There wasn’t.

The dresser was closed.

… … .

… like that.

The resentment of a child waiting for his mother finally reaches the sky.

The transparent ‘it’ rose from the darkness.

Giggle~!

It walks.

Endlessly.

Open the tightly closed drawer,

Waiting for someone to warmly embrace you.

… … .

… … .

Sigh…

and.

A long time has passed.

So, so long time has passed…

The drawer was opened.

“… … I found it.”

Drawer under the kitchen sink.

Eunha smiled sadly as she discovered the projected ‘something’ hidden in the dresser.

Did he end up hiding here?

“At first… when I heard the rule to cover your kitchen knife with something soft. I thought a cushion would be fine.”

Prisoner!!

[Invisible Baby] jumped out of the wide open drawer.

A transparent figure falls into Eunha’s arms and hugs her neck.

“But, I think this is correct.”

Like that, the galaxy.

Holding the tiny girl to his soft chest,

Say the ‘magic word’ to end the game.

“Found it. The game of tag is over.”

A long day.

After such a long time,

The game ended.

A relationship was formed.

『… … mom.”

It was late at night.

… … .

… … .

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

7. Store cutlery in a designated place. ​

– Kitchen knife holder, bedroom drawer, etc… It is recommended to store cutlery at a height where ‘children up to 80 cm tall’ cannot touch it.

– Children tend to have accidents when they look away for a moment.

​

7-1. Sometimes, cutlery that has not been taken out may end up on the floor. ​

– Cover cutlery that has fallen on the floor with a soft object, such as a cushion.

– Afterwards, I found “. The game of tag is over. Say “.

– If you remove the soft object after a while, the blade will be gone.​

7-2. After waiting, I found happiness in my arms.

– Thank you for your transparent kindness.

– In the future, if you wish, your child will help you with his transparency.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~