My Right Hand Is Too Strong - Chapter 143

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My Right Hand Is Too Strong Episode 143

Episode 143. Uno (1)

After piercing through Zero and crashing into the ground, I finally came to a stop only after smashing through nearby rocks.

The feeling of bones shattering into pieces.

Unable to hold back the groans flowing through my teeth, I collapsed limply and tilted my head back to look up at the sky.

“…I succeeded.”

The giant made of massive magical energy was crumbling.

Zero, who had been the giant’s core, was scattering as black powder.

It was over.

Finally, everything was complete.

Letting out a long breath I had been holding, I looked up at the crystal-clear sky where the clouds of magical energy had dissipated.

A sky with cool autumn winds blowing, not a single cloud in sight.

Capturing the bright, twinkling moon beyond it in my eyes, I quietly turned my gaze to the side.

[You have successfully stopped the worst experimental subject, Zero.]

[You have successfully cleared the Summoner’s Tower.]

[Would you like to save your record?]

[※ If not saved, the record will be reset.]

It feels like I haven’t seen this in a while.

Letting out a small laugh, I muttered weakly with my head tilted back.

“Save it.”

[There is already a record saved in the Summoner’s Tower.]

[Saving is not possible.]

Lick, lick.

Cheo-ri, who had been perched on my shoulder the whole time, kept licking my cheek with his long tongue.

I wanted to pet Cheo-ri, but I didn’t have the strength left to do so.

[In the previously saved record, a child who was an experimental subject of ancient magic had cracks form in his sealed memories and went berserk.]

[Unable to withstand the surging emotions, the child continuously went berserk, and Zero, who came looking for the child, tried to kill him.]

[The villagers, who had already become undead, tried to stop Zero, but they were no match for him.]

[On the verge of death, what the child witnessed when he came to his senses was the villagers who had been brutally slaughtered, and the child’s mind completely collapsed as he went berserk.]

[However, as he went berserk, the child’s body judged itself to be dangerous and cast ancient magic on himself.]

[That magic was common sense alteration.]

[Through the power of ancient magic, the child came to think that death was not an end but salvation, suppressing his rampage, and bestowed the same ‘salvation’ upon Zero.]

[Afterward, the child set off on an adventure with light steps to bestow ‘salvation’ upon people.]

[That experimental subject’s name was Uno.]

[An emotionless experimental subject, a vagrant who lost everything, and one of the calamities of destruction who could never escape from that shackle.]

[This is the existing record.]

[A completely different record from the current one.]

My mouth tastes bitter.

If I hadn’t been there, Uno would have walked that future.

If I hadn’t been there.

That pure child would have had his mind completely shattered and would have had to inject false common sense into himself just to survive.

Gritting my teeth, I clenched my fists so hard they turned white.

“…Overwrite it. Right now.”

[To do so, you must receive recognition from the person who played the biggest role in the existing record.]

Whew.

Taking a deliberately calm breath, I suppressed my boiling emotions and looked ahead.

[Final Floor]

[Receive recognition from the mysterious soul]

[Would you like to challenge the final floor?]

[Yes/No]

[※ Upon failure, the existing record of the Summoner’s Tower will be reset.]

[※ Upon entering the final floor, all conditions including body and mind will return to their original state.]

Whether I’ll enter the final floor?

Letting out a hollow laugh, I struggled to get up from where I was.

I don’t know why they ask this every time, but.

“What are you doing. Send me to the final floor right now.”

There was only one answer anyway.

Smiling, I looked ahead.

The falling leaves stopped in mid-air.

Elpinire, who had been running toward this place, stopped.

Kargon stopped.

Jini also stopped.

The only thing moving among them was Uno.

No, to be precise.

“…”

It was Uno, whose entire body was made of black mist.

With my body and mind restored, I watched Uno approaching.

Uno didn’t look anywhere else and came toward me alone.

“…”

Uno stopped right in front of me.

He said nothing and just kept looking up at me.

I didn’t avoid his gaze and just quietly looked at him.

‘…It’s tingling.’

Just by coming close.

Uno’s pure mana, flowing out uncontrolled, made my skin tingle.

‘So what does he want.’

I wish he would attack like Elpinire or embrace me like Jini.

But Uno did nothing and just kept looking at me.

So I spent a long time looking at Uno’s invisible face.

If I could at least read his expression, I would have understood something.

Even his face was covered by black mist, making it invisible.

It should definitely be that way.

“…Don’t tell me you want me to follow you?”

Somehow.

I felt the will to follow him from Uno’s face, which showed nothing.

As if that guess was correct, Uno slowly nodded and turned around.

“…”

I followed behind Uno, who said nothing.

Uno passed through the forest that had become wasteland and entered the village.

Walking steadily through the village where not a single person could be seen, he stopped in front of the grave I had made.

For several minutes like that.

Uno, who had been quietly bowing his head and looking at the grave, soon turned around and began heading somewhere again.

Looking at the building in the direction Uno was heading, I muttered quietly.

“That place is…”

The house where Uno lived.

And at the same time, the house on the hill where Airin, who was like family to Uno, lived.

Walking steadily without stopping, Uno opened the closed door of the house and went inside.

Carefully entering through the open door, I watched Uno’s back as he climbed the stairs.

“That’s my room.”

Uno, who went up to the 2nd floor, didn’t go to his own room at the left end.

I entered the room that had been given to me as a guest room.

Having quickly run up the stairs, I looked at Uno who had stopped in front of the desk.

Carefully approaching to see what he was doing, I saw that he was holding a pendant in his hand.

“Is this the pendant I found at the very top of the shelf?”

I had only thought about giving it to the homeowner and had forgotten about it.

Uno, shrouded in mist, was holding that pendant preciously with both hands.

“….”

Having taken the pendant, Uno turned around and left the room.

The place he headed to was.

“…The broken central door.”

The one that was broken and wouldn’t open.

It was the Central Door on the Second Floor.

Uno, without any other action, simply and peacefully brought the pendant to the door handle.

At that moment, something turned inside the locked door, and it began to open with an unpleasant creaking sound from the hinges.

Dust that had accumulated thickly flowed out from the door.

Confirming the dark interior without a single point of light, I widened my eyes.

“Could that possibly be Airin…?”

Having stopped even breathing, I looked into the room and trembled my pupils finely.

With her head covered by white cloth, a corpse wearing a pure white dress was sitting demurely on a chair.

And around such a corpse were placed photographs of a pink-haired woman smiling brightly and objects presumed to have been used by her.

Beautiful.

The face of the woman wearing such a happy and bright smile felt only too beautiful.

Uno walked inside and reached his hand toward the woman in the photograph.

No matter how much Uno’s small hand reached out, it couldn’t grasp the hand of the giant woman in the photograph.

Having withdrawn the hand he had extended, Uno soon knelt on one knee in front of the woman wearing the white dress and rested his head against her.

“….”

There were no words at all.

But I felt piercing longing from Uno’s actions.

As if acting spoiled.

Uno, who had brought his forehead to the pale knee, stood up and then looked back at me while drawing up mana.

Kugugung-

The air trembles.

Cracks appear in the floor.

The enormous mana that Uno generates destroys everything.

But I took no action.

I just quietly looked at Uno.

Because I couldn’t feel any hostility toward me from Uno who was now generating mana.

The moment I closed my eyes once and opened them in that splitting space.

[Compatibility Rate 14.4%]

I was floating in a black space where nothing existed in any direction.

Amazing.

There’s no floor, and no ceiling.

Right now I’m not even stepping on anything with my feet.

Yet rather than my body falling, it’s floating in the same place.

Uno, who had blown away the surroundings, soon generated mana once again.

Then this time, certain fragments began to connect together in the black space where nothing had existed.

[Compatibility Rate 14.5%]

The black space is painted as if puzzle pieces are connecting together.

I absolutely cannot understand what this is.

[Compatibility Rate 14.6%]

[Compatibility Rate 14.7%]

[Compatibility Rate 14.8%]

[Compatibility Rate 14.9%]

Just watching alone was enough for the compatibility rate to soar upward.

All I could know was that this was one of the ancient magics that far exceeded the bounds of understanding.

As hundreds of pieces flew in like that.

The moment thousands of puzzle pieces connected together.

“…Ah.”

I was standing on grassland.

On grassland of a warm summer day.

The texture of grass felt beneath my feet seems real.

The scent of warm heat blowing over is vivid.

Within that, I quietly looked at the riverside flowing down.

“Child, child. Are you alright!?”

“….”

“Oh no. Your body is a mess! Who on earth did such a thing….”

Uno, whose entire body was soaked with water and whose left eye had become covered in red blood.

And a pink-haired woman with her lower body soaked, embracing such Uno.

She, who was flustered and stammering, carried Uno on her back and ran up to the House on the Hill as if she didn’t care about getting wet herself.

The moment the opened door closed like that, my vision went dark and when it brightened again, it had changed to a new background.

“Uno. Look at this. It’s a butterfly.”

“…Do you call that a butterfly?”

“Mm. Isn’t it somehow pretty? Butterflies are free and colorful.”

“Pretty… I still don’t really understand.”

Uno and Airin sitting side by side on the grassland at sunset.

Airin smiled gently at Uno’s mechanical answer and released the butterfly she had caught.

“It’s okay. Even if you don’t know.”

“…Is it okay? Won’t I be scolded?”

“Why would I scold you. You are… my only family.”

“Family….”

“It’s okay to be late. You can remain as you are now forever. So you see.”

Squeeze.

Airin reached out her hand and preciously embraced small Uno’s shoulder.

“Let’s be happy.”

“…Yes. I’ll try my best.”

“Happiness isn’t something you get through effort!”

Hahahaha!

Airin laughing as if delighted.

The corners of Uno’s mouth, who had been looking at such Airin’s face, were raised ever so slightly.

“…It became dark again.”

With Uno’s smiling appearance as the last thing, the surroundings became dark again.

When the surroundings brightened again like that.

I was standing in the middle of the village.

“Uno. Do you want to eat this?”

“What is this?”

“A cookie. It’s something delicious. Try eating it.”

Uno, who received the cookie Airin handed over, carefully bit into the cookie.

The cookie crumbling with a crisp sound.

Uno’s eyes, who was chewing with his mouth, began to gradually swell up.

“It’s delicious.”

“Delicious, right? I love Misa Ahjumma’s cookies the most too.”

Airin showed her pearly white teeth as she smiled and stuffed a whole cookie into her mouth.

Watching Uno and Airin randomly grabbing and eating cookies like that, the brown-haired woman asked with a pleased expression.

“Is it delicious?”

“…I think this is the first time I’ve eaten something like this.”

“I’m glad if it’s delicious. If you bring back my husband who left the house, I’ll give you more.”

“Uncle Rondel? Where did he go again?”

“I don’t know. He took his tools and left this morning, but he hasn’t come back even though lunchtime has passed.”

Sigh.

Misa Ahjumma placed her hand on her cheek, let out a sigh, and flicked Uno’s forehead with her finger as he gnawed on a cookie.

“Anyway, it really doesn’t feel real. To think this little one has been in our village for a whole year already.”

“I know, right. It feels like it’s only been about a month, but I can’t believe a whole year has passed.”

“I don’t know if I should say this, but I really think it turned out well. Thanks to Uno coming, Airin has brightened up too… Uno. Are you happy too?”

Gulp.

Uno, who had swallowed the cookie he was chewing, slowly lifted his head.

“…If happiness means looking forward to each day and feeling sorry to fall asleep, then I think I’m happy.”

With cookie crumbs all over his mouth, Uno smiled brightly.

Not unable to endure the suffering and sealing his own memories.

Not the smile that contained false innocence born from that.

A pure smile that came from Uno’s complete mind and memories.

I couldn’t take my eyes off that smile that was so bright and beautiful.

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