If I Don’t Earn 1 Trillion Won, My Regression Ends - Chapter 32

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Episode 32

 

【The ‘Dice of Fate’ has been prepared.】

 

【Multiple fates within range match the dice’s automatic execution conditions.】

 

【Fates matching conditions: 2 people】

 

【Manual selection required.】

 

【Please select the fate you wish to unlock.】

 

【When one fate is chosen, the other fate cannot be unlocked again and can only be unlocked through specific conditions.】

 

The dice’s automatic execution condition is [Fate Level] 4 stars or higher.

 

This was what I had deduced through Bae Seo-nyeok and Ham Gyeong-seok’s cases.

 

And seeing how much Ham Gyeong-seok, with his 4-star fate level, had shaken up my life, these fates were truly not to be taken lightly.

 

I looked at the message floating in the air with complicated feelings.

 

【A: A reliable and powerful ally of your own】

 

【B: Your guardian who frustrates you】

 

The birthday party was complete chaos and mayhem.

 

Finding out who my fate was in this situation, with everyone frozen in place, seemed like a distant possibility.

 

An invisible clock hand blinked urgently as if rushing me.

 

‘One of them must be Jeong Hyeon-gyo.’

 

Is Jeong Hyeon-gyo A?

 

He got such a serious injury trying to save me, so it couldn’t be otherwise.

 

If it’s an ally, that matches aspects of Jeong Hyeon-gyo’s personality. Then rather than choosing the somewhat predictable side, it would be right to pick someone I don’t know at all.

 

“I’ll go with B.”

 

The selection window blurred and disappeared.

 

I lightly threw the dice that appeared in my hand.

 

【Challenger: 1 × 34 = 34】

 

【Examiner: 4 × 16 = 64】

 

【34 VS 64 : Defeat!】

 

【Due to the challenger’s defeat, minimal fate information with ‘Jeong Hyeon-gyo’ has been unlocked.】

 

“What?!”

 

Who did they say?

 

【Fate – Jeong Hyeon-gyo, born 1989】

 

【Category: Legal profession (Prosecutor)】

 

【Potential: (Unknown)

 

Destiny Power: (Unknown)

 

Compatibility: (Unknown)

 

Fate Level: ★★★★★】

 

【You missed the ally and gained the guardian. Don’t worry. Both are inseparable from you, so you haven’t lost anything. But as you know, with the appearance of singularities, fate has become variable, so let’s wait and see. Whether that person will be the same person from the future you saw.

 

Never underestimate a 5-star fate level. This ultimate point of fate will shake you as a person no matter what.】

 

5 stars!

 

“Sing-a!”

 

Father rushed in urgently and lifted me up, creating distance between Jeong Hyeon-gyo and me.

 

The paramedics moved Jeong Hyeon-gyo onto a stretcher.

 

Jeong Hyeon-gyo smiled faintly at me. His gaze still didn’t leave me.

 

‘Your guardian who frustrates you.’

 

In my confusion, I watched my first 5-star fate connection being carried away.

 

I felt… very strange.

 

♧

 

A year and a half later.

 

November 1999.

 

The end of the century, just before crossing into the millennium.

 

It was the hottest period in Korean Stock Market history.

 

The legendary dot-com bubble was in full swing toward its peak—that whirlwind when just adding ‘dot-com’ to a company name guaranteed daily limit rallies.

 

“It’s Sing-a! Are you waiting for Hyeon-gyo again today?”

 

“Yes, hello.”

 

“Such devotion. I don’t know who the real sibling is. What kind of luck does that Hyeon-gyo kid have~.”

 

At the friendly hand patting my hat, I pursed my lips and smiled shyly.

 

Of course, I didn’t know this person…

 

But I’d become so accustomed to strangers approaching me like we’d known each other for decades that my reaction came out automatically.

 

“Since we met, could you give me an autograph? Someone I know is a fan. They became a fan after seeing the CF last year. They’re so envious that the mermaid girl is from our neighborhood.”

 

“Of course. Do you have paper?”

 

A year and a half had already passed since last year’s CF.

 

Despite no follow-up activities, many people still recognized me. The media even used the term ‘syndrome.’

 

Even if they didn’t know the name Seosing-a, everyone knew NEU’s mermaid girl.

 

Love calls naturally poured in too—without exaggeration, I’d received business cards from almost every entertainment company in Korea.

 

Since I was still young, it wasn’t desperate courting, but everyone reached out, whether actively or passively.

 

There were even people who brought boxes of apples or Bacchus to Mother, asking her to entrust me to them because they’d raise me well.

 

Many entertainment companies in the 90s had connections to organized crime, so it might have been dangerous if Bae Seo-nyeok hadn’t blocked them.

 

I was so busy enduring and managing the aftermath that 1998 passed in a blur.

 

When I came to my senses, the year had changed, and since 1999 was a very important period for me, I decided with my parents not to do anything for a while.

 

End of the century! 1999!

 

How tumultuous my 1999 was is beyond description…

 

“Even your autograph is cool~ You’re a celebrity, a celebrity!”

 

I smiled awkwardly.

 

The autograph was a simple grass drawing.

 

It felt embarrassing to sign grandly, so I came up with this, and the response was good.

 

Sing-a. The white grass with the same name as mine had a very simple shape, so drawing a few lines gave it a nice feel.

 

After sending away the unknown lady, I sat at the bus stop swinging my legs.

 

The boy prodigy Jeong Hyeon-gyo attends Seoul National University Gifted Program every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday.

 

Originally Professor Eun Yeon-ju would drive him, but since he’s grown up, he started taking the bus this year.

 

The journey alone from Seoul to Bundang looked so lonely that what started as coming to meet him a few times has already been going on for half a year.

 

‘I didn’t plan to get this close.’

 

It started after Jeong Hyeon-gyo saved me at last year’s birthday party.

 

It was a third-degree burn, and the fabric stuck to his skin, leaving a flame-like scar on Jeong Hyeon-gyo’s handsome nape.

 

The scar was large enough that even his collar couldn’t cover it, so I felt guilty every time I saw it.

 

Moreover, wasn’t he a 5-star fate?

 

The status window’s hint about him being ‘the guardian who frustrates me’ was unsettling, but seeing the 5-star label and the scar, I thought ‘it can’t be helped~.’

 

‘No matter what I do, it’s a bond that can’t be severed.’

 

Then is there any reason not to keep him by my side and watch over him?

 

Causality can change.

 

I believe that if I treat him well, Jeong Hyeon-gyo won’t harm me either.

 

Something that would frustrate me?

 

Even if you brainwash me from childhood, let’s see if you can manage it!

 

Like sunlight removing a traveler’s coat, little Seosing-a planned to gently melt Hyeon-gyo oppa and become a flower that the future venomous prosecutor would cherish like a treasure in both hands~.

 

Meeting him is just a sacrifice for the grand plan,

 

‘Really, what a ruthlessly calculated design… I’m such a cold-blooded woman- Huh?’

 

I was feeling melancholy when I turned my head.

 

A black foreign car passing in front of the bus stop.

 

Its long, heavy body was imposing. With its angular feel quite different from a Benz, it was a Lincoln Continental.

 

It was the most popular model in the imported car market of the late 90s, and I knew it well since it was Father’s dream car.

 

‘Who could it be?’

 

Though it passed quickly, the green license plate definitely started with Seoul. It seemed to be entering our apartment complex…

 

But my curiosity was brief.

 

“Ah? What’s this.”

 

I shrank back at the cold sensation touching the bridge of my nose.

 

November. It was this year’s first snow.

 

Without time to think further, I hurriedly got up.

 

Unlike the future, when it snowed once during this time, it would pile up to ankle depth. It wasn’t some sleet that melted quickly, but heavy, fluffy snowflakes falling abundantly.

 

Since Jeong Hyeon-gyo’s bus wouldn’t arrive for a while, I should put on boots and bring an umbrella. I quickly quickened my pace and entered the complex.

 

When I reached the front gate after passing the security office.

 

I felt something strange.

 

Was it some kind of premonition?

 

The angular Lincoln car I had seen at the bus stop earlier was parked in front of our apartment. And a little distance away from the car, beside it…

 

“…”

 

“…”

 

I stopped right there.

 

Winter of November 1999, with the first snow falling.

 

At this time when Christmas carols were beginning to echo, someone who had returned without notice stood there, being hit by the heavy snowflakes.

 

“I ran away from home.”

 

His features had become more distinct, matching his Korean pronunciation that had become clearer than before.

 

He had grown considerably taller, and though I couldn’t read his true intentions, his eyes that still gave a sense of stability evoked some kind of nostalgia.

 

“Aren’t you going to welcome me?”

 

A loose smile appeared at the corners of Rampa Lim’s mouth.

 

Yes. It was Rampa Lim.

 

Who had returned after three years.

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