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    The difficult Lee Ha-yool suddenly burst into tears.

    When the world’s injustice was unleashed and the curtains were struck, everyone’s hair could not help but turn white.

    There’s no need to add any minor reasons. It was just an instinctive reaction.

    “Yeah, yeah, were you scared because you were lying down alone? It’s okay… ”

    “Ugh… ”

    Fortunately, Lee Ha-yool’s crying stopped easily.

    As I ran towards Hong Yeon-hwa and hugged her, she gradually shrank.

    ‘Oh, I’m really surprised…’

    Hong Yeon-hwa patted Lee Ha-yul, who buried his face in her chest, and sighed in relief… but swallowed it back.

    My heart sank. When tears flowed from my moist eyes, I was seriously out of breath.

    Is it that painful? Or is there a problem somewhere?

    As soon as one worry came to mind, all other thoughts rose up and disappeared.

    Fortunately, that wasn’t the case.

    “Yeonhwa-ah… Look, I see… ”

    “Ha-yul-ah… ”

    As she buried her face in my chest and mumbled, a ticklish and pink feeling rose up in her.

    The reason why he burst into tears is so lovely.

    “Yeah, I wanted to see that too… ”

    All the scolding that Lee Ha-yool would bring out when he wakes up has been buried down there for a long time.

    I couldn’t resist the urge. I hugged Lee Ha-yul deeper into my chest, rubbed my cheek against his pure white hair, and lightly kissed his lips.

    “Ehehe… ”

    “Oh, you like it that much?”

    Lee Ha-yool, who had cried when Yang Bae-shi smiled. The moment he raised his head, a flower-like smile bloomed as he briefly kissed her forehead.

    “… Judging from the fact that you said you missed me, I guess you’re not completely out of your mind? ”

    -Shudder

    Lee Ha-yool’s smile froze for a moment at Baek A-rin’s monologue that flew in from the side.

    “Even though the body is weak, it will have an effect, but I guess the memory is there.”

    Hong Yeon-hwa’s eyes, which were admiring the smile right in front of her, showed stiffness.

    “Hmm… ”

    “This, this… ”

    When Hong Yeon-hwa’s once happy eyes became drowsy, Lee Ha-yool buried his face in his chest and pretended not to know.

    “… Wow, this is really it.”

    Hong Yeon-hwa, who thought about it for a moment, stroked Ha-yul’s back as if she had no choice.

    After coming to my senses after going through a life-or-death experience, I felt uneasy about scolding the difficult Lee Ha-yul.

    Lee Ha-yool, who flinched at the touch, soon relaxed at the gentle gesture and lay down tiredly.

    “The wounds are all gone.”

    While Hong Yeon-hwa was trying to appease Lee Ha-yul, others were not just playing around.

    While bringing clothes for the young Lee Ha-yul to wear and simple food to eat, I also checked on Lee Ha-yul’s condition.

    As a result, it was found that the rise in interest rates had completely disappeared.

    “Did it disappear as it got harder… ”

    “Thank goodness… ”

    Hong Yeon-hwa, greatly relieved, touched Lee Ha-yool’s right hand.

    The skin that was covered in ugly burns was now white and smooth. When I touched it lightly, I could feel the smooth texture of the skin.

    I was shocked to see the burn that had appeared again, but fortunately it disappeared before I could shed tears or apply medicine.

    and…

    I turned my gaze to the other side. Likewise, I saw Lee Ha-yool’s pure white left hand, which was shaking.

    “My left hand grew back too. Phew, thank goodness… ”

    “That’s right. Fortunately, the spiritual blueprint seems to have not been damaged.”

    This is not a prosthetic hand that you normally wear. It is your natural left hand with your skin clearly visible.

    Elia sighed in relief as she touched Lee Ha-yul’s left hand, and Baek A-rin compared their small palms in curiosity.

    “Is this what a fairy is like? I know they are spiritual entities, so their bodies are intangible… but do you know, Sister?”

    “No, as far as I know, fairies don’t have that trait.”

    “Hmm… Then what could it be?”

    Baek A-rin tilted her head.

    This isn’t the first time that the interest rate has fallen.

    Lee Ha-yul also had a hard time when he subdued the twin-headed dragon during last summer vacation.

    “Why is it difficult? Is it a serious injury?”

    Although it is true that Lee Ha-yool showed signs of recovery, it cannot be denied that he was in a closer state to the corpse.

    Although it was already in a difficult state during the last vacation, considering the strength of the twin-headed dragon and the traces left at the scene, it was definitely not in good condition.

    “If you go through life and death like that, will you make your body young and eliminate the injury itself?”

    “… Is such an artificial regression possible?”

    “If it’s Ha-Yul, I think it’ll work out.”

    Ai Ji-yeon couldn’t refute Baek A-rin’s light-hearted retort.

    Isn’t this Lee Ha-yul who used the fear, the sea, and the mountain in one body right now?

    If it was this rate, then something absurd would really happen.

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    Anyway, although the interest rate was low, no other abnormalities were found.

    It was also a familiar phenomenon because it had already happened once.

    The ambush came from an unexpected place.

    “Baby? Should we eat? Are you a good person? Ah~”

    “Ugh… ”

    As I put a spoonful of the slightly cooled porridge in my mouth, Lee Yul pursed his lips and shook his head.

    He kept urging her to do it, and eventually, Hong Yeon-hwa buried her face in his chest and refused.

    Elia took back the spoon with an embarrassed expression.

    “What should I do… This is the first time this has happened.”

    “Wasn’t it like that last time?”

    “Yes, back then, I ate well even when I fed it to Seo-yul… ”

    Lee Ha-yool is complaining about the side dishes without any response.

    Originally, you should eat well when you are sick. This is a truth that applies to all people regardless of gender, age, time, and place.

    That’s why the current interest rate is so high that we have to feed our stomachs…

    Elia frowned and looked lost in thought.

    “Ha-yul? You should eat, right? Huh?”

    Hong Yeon-hwa and Lee Ha-yool are equally perplexed by her side dish tantrum.

    At least as far as she knew, Lee Ha-yool was a kid who ate well.

    But that doesn’t mean we can starve him like this.

    Hong Yeon-hwa looked embarrassed and stroked Lee Ha-yul’s head.

    “Yeonhwa-ah… ”

    Lee Ha-yool raised his head. He rested his chin on his chest and looked up at Hong Yeon-hwa with his gray eyes blinking.

    “I’m hungry… ”

    “Are you hungry? Then you should eat. But don’t you want to eat?”

    “Ugh… I don’t like it… ”

    “Oh, you don’t want to eat dead food?”

    “It’s tasteless… It doesn’t taste good at all… ”

    “Huh? But isn’t it still a little bit?”

    Hong Yeon-hwa, who was responding to Lee Ha-yool’s complaint, suddenly blinked.

    ‘You say it doesn’t taste like anything?’

    The words sound strange. Hong Yeon-hwa scooped up some porridge from the table and drank some of it.

    “Hmm, it’s a bit bland.”

    It’s bland because it’s porridge fed to patients. But it’s not completely tasteless.

    Considering the situation up until now, it’s rather salty.

    ‘… Did Ha-Yul originally eat salty food?’

    Suddenly, I felt a strong sense of discomfort. My head tilted further.

    I thought of my usual eating habits.

    There was nothing in particular that I was picky about. I ate anything without any discrimination.

    No matter what restaurant, cafe, or dessert shop you go to, Lee Ha-yul always eats well whenever you put something in his mouth.

    If you think about it, it was strangely unremarkable.

    If I had to choose, it would be alcohol? But I hate it because of bad memories, and there doesn’t seem to be anything I dislike in terms of taste.

    ‘what?’

    It’s a really suddenly strong sense of discomfort. For some reason, Ji Baek-Arin, Lee Ji-Yeon, and Elia are all rolling their eyes at each other and staying quiet.

    Why all of a sudden…

    “Yeonhwa-ah… ”

    “Huh, huh? Yeah. What’s wrong?”

    Her thoughts were interrupted by a whimper coming from her arms. Hong Yeon-hwa quickly came to her senses and patted Lee Ha-yul on the back.

    “I’m hungry… ”

    “Oh, right. That’s right. Is there anything you want to eat?”

    Now, it is more important to fill Lee Ha-yool’s stomach than to resolve the discomfort.

    As Hong Yeon-hwa hugged him and told him to say anything, Lee Ha-yool muttered while rubbing his face against his chest.

    “I want to eat mommy… ”

    “?”

    An unexpected answer. Hong Yeon-hwa and everyone else blinked.

    The feeling is really strange.

    Hong Yeon-hwa looked down at Lee Ha-yul, wondering if he was mentally affected and his vocabulary was difficult.

    “… … ”

    The gaze is fixed straight on the heart. The demand felt in the gaze cleanly cleared away any room for misunderstanding.

    Hong Yeon-hwa looked around in embarrassment and shrugged her shoulders.

    “… That’s right. Everyone, go out because I have to feed this kid.”

    “No no no!”

    She didn’t go out quietly. Jiyeon Lee, startled, raised her voice.

    She shook her head in disbelief, her face flushed like an apple.

    “Wait, wait! Something is strange!”

    “What’s so strange? Why does he want to eat?”

    “Then just give me something else to eat! What… what are you giving me… ”

    “He doesn’t like that. Then there’s nothing we can do.”

    Jiyeon’s mouth fell open at the question that was so calm. Come to think of it, Baek Arin and Elia didn’t seem particularly flustered either.

    ‘Me, me, am I abnormal?’

    Lee Ji-yeon fell into self-reflection. Since she was alone, she began to doubt herself.

    “I can breastfeed you too.”

    That was the moment.

    Elia, who had been quiet, opened her mouth. She puffed out her chest and forcefully expressed her opinion without answering.

    “Huh?! Junior Elia, what are you talking about─”

    “What are you talking about? You weren’t even coming out in the first place… ”

    Hong Yeon-hwa’s words were cut off. It was because of the medicinal herbs that Elia took out from her pocket.

    “… When did you get that?”

    “I made it myself. It was easier to make than I thought, right?”

    “There’s that too?”

    “This polar fox-like bitch… !”

    “No, you were taking care of it too… ”

    Hong Yeon-hwa, who was opening her mouth in bewilderment, shook her head.

    “Anyway. You’ve never fed me before, right? I have. And I’m the one who asked for it just now.”

    “Huh… ”

    “It’s a bit much to be worried about breastfeeding for the first time… ”

    “Noisy.”

    Elia showed unusually violent anger.

    Hong Yeon-hwa hugged Lee Ha-yul tightly, showing off her superiority.

    “Now that it’s like that, go out. If you keep wasting time like this, she’ll just starve longer. Can’t you see she’s hungry?”

    Hong Yeon-hwa gestured as if telling me to go out.

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    At that time, news came that Lee Ha-yool had regained consciousness.

    Artra, who was delighted with that, took Daera and headed to the healing room together.

    “… … .”

    There was little conversation shared while walking together.

    There is some awkwardness after the reunion, but it is more due to Daera’s condition.

    Artra glanced at Daera.

    Shoulders slumped without strength. A gloomy atmosphere hung around them like dark clouds.

    It’s been like this ever since I told you the news about Lee Ha-yool earlier.

    “Daera, it’s not your fault.”

    “… Yes.”

    That’s all Atra could say. It didn’t seem to really hit home, so Da-era blinked helplessly.

    Even at first glance, it seems like he is completely soaked in guilt.

    But there was nothing that Atra could do to make it bigger.

    ‘The only thing left is to spend some time alone to shake it off, or to be comforted by the baby…’

    Art turned his head.

    I just arrived at the healing room. But there are people gathered in front of the door.

    Baek A-rin, Lee Ji-yeon, and Elia were kicked out of the healing room. The atmosphere was somehow strange.

    Atraga, with his eyebrows raised, approached him.

    “What are you all doing outside?”

    “Professor Artra… Huh? Who’s next to you?”

    Baek A-rin, who was answering on behalf of the group, tilted her head at Da-era, who was standing next to Atra.

    “This is…um, my disciple who went missing before.”

    “Disciple?”

    Baek A-rin, of course, as well as Ji-yeon and Elia, opened their eyes wide.

    As I roughly know the circumstances of Namatra, I know that her disciple is already dead, not just missing.

    At that gaze, Atra turned around, scratching the ball.

    “This isn’t a good place to explain everything. How about going inside first?”

    “Now inside… ”

    I pressed the magic tool attached to the door. Immediately afterwards, a voice was heard from the magic tool.

    -Haa… Who are you…?

    “I came because I regained consciousness.”

    -Ah… Wait a minute… Yes, come in.

    It’s Hong Yeon-hwa’s voice.

    At that moment, Art tilted his head. Hong Yeon-hwa’s voice sounded excited.

    -Jiing…

    The door opened.

    Atra, who had accepted the purification magic that was applied to his body, entered inside, and Daera followed behind him with a timid attitude.

    “..Huh?”

    Art blinked at the sight inside.

    It was Hong Yeon-hwa, not Lee Ha-yool, who was lying on the bed.

    Leaning against the backrest, Lee Ha-yool has his head buried in the loosened front sash with a listless expression on his face.

    Hong Yeon-hwa stroked Lee Ha-yul’s back, holding him in her arms, while letting out a sigh of relief.

    “Haa… My baby, it was delicious… ?”

    “Yeah… Kkup, kkup… ”

    A hand gently patted her back, causing Ha-yool to let out a small sigh.

    Lee Ha-yool’s expression became even more tired as he exhaled deeply.

    “Right, you must have eaten well… ”

    Hong Yeon-hwa burst into laughter at the cute sight and wiped Lee Ha-yul’s mouth with a handkerchief.

    She would even kiss my forehead with a motherly smile that would make anyone who knew her cringe.

    “Huh?”

    Hong Yeon-hwa, who had been patting Lee Ha-yool on the back regularly, raised her head at the gazes directed at her.

    “… … ”

    Atra’s expression as he stared blankly at himself. Suddenly, memories from the past came to mind.

    Visited and visited the hospital after the Sifnaha incident.

    I still clearly remember gritting my teeth at the sight of Atrawai Ha-yul clinging to my stomach as if they were belly buttons.

    The location has changed since then.

    “Huh.”

    The corners of Hong Yeon-hwa’s mouth involuntarily went up.

    “… … ”

    Artra’s face was obviously pale.

    “Priest, you had children too…?”

    I was shocked and opened my mouth in shock when someone followed me in.

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