Not A Regressor - Chapter 184

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I Am Not a Regressor Chapter 184
Interlude – For a Yesterday Better Than Tomorrow (3)
They say late-blooming passion is the most terrifying.
The two of them, having tasted a sweetness incomparable to anything else, now devoured each other with every glance, like newlyweds fresh from their wedding vows.
When I opened my eyes in the morning and our gazes met.
When I playfully embraced Ha-eun from behind as she clumsily prepared breakfast.
When Ha-eun, dressed in a swimsuit, secretly invaded the bathroom while I had gone in to wash.
We spent the entire day making love, savoring each moment so thoroughly that I couldn’t fathom how we’d ever lived without intertwining our bodies.
‘There’s nothing else to do anyway.’
Normally, I would have focused on checking and mastering the new abilities and strength gained when Heukcheon underwent its seventh blooming.
But now, with my internal injuries—already severe—worsened by the battle with Living Armor, I needed to concentrate on treatment.
‘Lee Woo-hyuk and Isabella handled the incident report on their own anyway.’
Isabella had certainly poured out complaints about my sudden disappearance without a word.
But I managed to smooth things over with the excuse that my internal injuries were too severe and I’d rushed off to receive treatment.
‘I should rest for a while now.’
Hadn’t the love with Ha-eun that I’d longed for so desperately finally come to fruition?
I wanted to spend leisurely time with her while my internal injuries healed.
“Kwon O-jin, want to watch a movie together?”
“A movie?”
Having lived such a poor and harsh life, I’d had almost no opportunity to watch movies.
But when Ha-eun recently ordered a 75-inch TV, I could watch whenever I had the time.
“What should we watch?”
“That Squid Game thing that’s been popular lately? People say it’s really fun.”
“Isn’t that a drama, not a movie?”
I’d heard about it on the news—it was a drama that had become a global hit.
“Oh, is it? Well, anyway, let’s watch it together!”
Ha-eun’s eyes sparkled as she tugged at my arm.
I chuckled softly and nodded.
“Hehe! Then let’s order chicken first—chicken!”
Ha-eun lifted her smartphone with an excited expression.
After the chicken arrived, we sat on the living room sofa and turned on the TV.
“Aah~”
Ha-eun opened her mouth like a baby bird waiting to be fed by its mother, pressing against me so closely that our thighs touched.
In her precarious outfit—dolphin shorts that exposed her slender, toned legs, and a loose white t-shirt—Ha-eun opened her mouth with her eyes closed, and all manner of sinful thoughts flooded my mind.
I swallowed hard and picked up a fried chicken leg, offering it to her.
“Hehe. Delicious.”
Ha-eun chewed and accepted the chicken into her mouth.
The way she ate with her cheeks puffed out was so endearing that no amount of prose could capture it.
“Eat more.”
I tucked the chicken box beside me and fed her piece by piece.
When I fed her two chicken legs and even a wing.
Ha-eun, who had been eagerly accepting the chicken while clinging to my arm, suddenly came to her senses.
“You should eat too, Kwon O-jin.”
“This father is satisfied just watching his daughter eat.”
“What are you saying.”
Ha-eun let out a soft laugh and rummaged through the chicken pieces in the box.
“Hmm. There are no legs left.”
Well, my sister had eaten them all.
Or rather, I was the one who fed them to her.
“Since there are no legs, would you like this instead?”
Ha-eun stretched out her long, slender bare legs and placed them on my thigh.
The smooth sensation of her leg felt vivid and real.
“…That’s quite a large chicken leg.”
I gently patted her leg resting on my thigh with my palm.
Pat, pat.
Every time I saw her right foot, perfectly intact without any sign of when it had been severed, a faint smile crossed my lips.
“So you won’t eat it?”
“How am I supposed to eat this.”
“Hehe. Why don’t you lick it with your tongue like last night…”
“Ahem.”
This sister of mine has no shame.
I furrowed my brows and tickled her leg slightly.
Ha-eun, who was sensitive to tickling, thrashed about and pulled her leg away.
“It’s fine since I can eat something other than chicken legs.”
Just as I was about to grab the dry chicken breast in my hand.
“Oh, wait a second!”
Ha-eun jumped up and scurried toward the entrance.
She opened the door and came back in, swinging a bag hanging from outside.
“Actually, I ordered one more~”
Ha-eun proudly raised her chin and placed another box of chicken on the table.
This time it was seasoned chicken generously coated in sweet sauce.
“Here, say ah~”
Ha-eun picked up a piece of seasoned chicken leg and held it out to me.
I chuckled softly and took a bite of the chicken leg she offered.
The sweet sauce, crispy batter, and tender meat created a perfect harmony that ravaged my palate.
‘This is seriously delicious.’
Thinking about how I survived for years on just a calorie bar made me dizzy.
“It’s delicious, right?”
Ha-eun smiled brightly while sucking on her sauce-covered finger.
I pulled out a tissue and wiped her saliva-covered finger while nodding.
“I feel cheated for having lived all these years without eating this.”
How many years has it been?
Just a year and a few months ago, chicken was a food I wouldn’t have dared to dream of.
Ha-eun smiled brightly and leaned her head against Kwon O-jin’s shoulder.
“You can just eat plenty from now on.”
She lifted her head slightly and whispered against his ear with a ticklish breath.
“Like me.”
“….”
At the sweet voice flowing into his ear, Kwon O-jin’s expression stiffened noticeably.
An intense impulse he felt several times a day surged up like fire.
‘This woman is really something.’
He’d occasionally teased her like this before.
But ever since they’d become intimate, her playfulness had escalated to an uncontrollable degree.
Kwon O-jin was about to reach for her, driven by the heat rising within him, forgetting all about the chicken.
“Hehe. Let’s turn on a drama.”
Ha-eun pressed the play button on the remote with a nimble, teasing motion.
A drama began playing on the television.
Kwon O-jin leaned back against the sofa armrest with the expression of someone who’d been outmaneuvered.
“Ugh… this content is giving me PTSD?”
Ha-eun, who had been watching the drama with her head resting on Kwon O-jin’s shoulder, frowned.
The drama’s plot involved participants crushed under mountains of debt participating in a bizarre murder game and struggling desperately.
The vividly portrayed pain and despair of ‘poverty’ in the drama stirred up memories from the past.
“It’s entertaining though.”
“Right?”
At first, I’d wondered what was entertaining about such bland content in a world where monsters roamed the streets and Awakeners ruled the game.
But true to its reputation as a globally popular drama, it possessed excellent immersion and entertainment value.
“That world doesn’t have monsters or anything like that, right?”
“Probably not.”
“Watching it like this really makes me feel how our world has become more fictional than fiction itself.”
Ha-eun sprawled across the sofa, resting her head on Kwon O-jin’s thigh.
Feeling the soft touch of her cheek, I gently stroked her hair with my hand.
“Aah… this is nice.”
Lying with my head on Kwon O-jin’s thigh, leisurely tilting a can of beer while watching the drama.
I was so happy I worried whether I deserved to enjoy such happiness.
“O-jin.”
“Hm?”
“I love you.”
“….”
At those words that came so suddenly they seemed unexpected,
Kwon O-jin’s hand, which had been stroking her hair, trembled slightly.
Ha-eun rubbed her cheek against Kwon O-jin’s thigh with a soft, ticklish motion, then lifted the corners of her mouth in a smirk.
“There’s something hard poking the back of my head?”
“Shut up.”
Ha-eun burst into giggles and rolled her body around to lie down.
Lying sprawled across his thigh, Ha-eun gazed up at Kwon O-jin.
“Aren’t you going to watch the drama?”
“Watching our Ojini is way more entertaining than any drama.”
“I suppose my face does have some appeal.”
Every time I finished showering and looked in the mirror, I found myself thinking, ‘Isn’t this handsome enough?’
“No, your face is ridiculously funny-looking.”
“What the hell?”
“Just kidding, you bastard.”
Ha-eun giggled and stretched her arm to wrap it around Kwon O-jin’s neck.
She gently applied pressure and pulled his head down, then softly pressed her lips against his.
“….”
“….”
A silence descended between them.
It was neither an unpleasant nor awkward silence.
Kwon O-jin gently stroked the forehead of Ha-eun, who rested her head on his thigh.
Not everything had been resolved yet.
In fact, there were far more unresolved matters than resolved ones.
Even if I had restored her eyes and legs.
There were countless forces scattered everywhere that threatened our peaceful life.
Heukcheon, Vega, the Regressor, the Black Star Society, The Snake.
Innumerable problems swirled endlessly through my mind.
‘But for now.’
I wanted to savor this moment to the fullest.
This precious time that another version of myself—from the past, or perhaps from the future—had yearned so desperately to experience.
May it not fade away.
May it not be erased.
Like yesterday, like today.
When I open my eyes tomorrow, I earnestly pray that she will still be asleep beside me.
“…Shall we go?”
Ha-eun glanced toward the bedroom and asked.
Without either of them needing to speak first, they rose and headed toward the bedroom.
In the empty living room, only the half-eaten chicken and the light from the television shone like stars scattered across the night sky.
* * *
A sticky darkness had settled over the streets.
A woman walked through the harbor, where dented containers lay scattered about.
Platinum blonde hair cascading down to her waist.
The woman, her slender frame wrapped in a pitch-black dress, moved with unhurried steps.
Whisper, whisper.
The hem of her long dress, trailing to the floor, brushed through the dense undergrowth with a sound like a serpent slithering across the ground.
“This is a restricted area.”
A Cheonhye Guild Awakener standing guard near the harbor approached her.
She regarded the guild member blocking her path with an unblinking stare, then flicked her fingers lightly.
“What are you—”
Thud.
The Cheonhye Guild member’s eyes glazed over as he attempted to stop the approaching woman, and he collapsed where he stood.
She stepped past the fallen guild members and entered the harbor.
“Hmm. It’s been destroyed?”
The woman gazed down at the half-melted black armor, a sensual smile playing at her lips.
“Huh?”
Her eyes widened as she prodded the melted armor with her black heels, which peeked from beneath her dress.
“Oh my, oh my, what’s this?”
As if unable to comprehend.
She rummaged through the black armor again and again.
“Ha. Haha.”
What emerged from her lips was laughter saturated with madness.
“Kyahahahahaha!!!”
Frenzied laughter echoed across the darkened harbor.
The woman trembled with ecstatic delight, her body convulsing as if drowning in rapture.
“Found you, found you, found you. Found you. Found you. Found you. Found you!”
Her crimson tongue, extending to her chest, writhed like a dancer.
“Ah— there you are, my god.”
She licked her lips with her elongated tongue, spreading her arms wide as if to embrace the black sky itself.

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