Not A Regressor - Chapter 245

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I Am Not a Regressor Chapter 245
Celebration Party (1)
My twisted vision gradually returned to its proper state.
The past and present intersecting.
Or rather, should I call it the future and present in this case?
Kwon O-jin sat curled up in the empty living room like an insect scorched by flame.
“Ugh, ah.”
Nausea welled up from deep within.
Sour gastric acid stung my throat.
“Damn it, I’m going to…”
I had known.
I had anticipated it.
That Ha-eun had met her death in the first cycle.
That because of this, I had become ‘different’ from who I am now.
Otherwise, I couldn’t have easily imagined the future where I became the Heavenly Demon.
“Hah, hah!”
But knowing didn’t change anything.
Anticipating it didn’t make it any easier to bear.
‘Lee Shin-hyuk.’
Crunch.
I gnashed my teeth savagely, my eyes blazing with fury.
Even I, who had merely inherited his memories, felt a murderous rage boiling up, desperate to tear Lee Shin-hyuk to shreds—but what emotions had my past self felt?
‘…I don’t know if I was there or not.’
In any case, I must have eventually heard the news.
The moment I learned that Ha-eun had died, what happened then?
How twisted and distorted had I become?
“Ugh…!”
I clutched my head and curled into myself.
A terrible pain, as if a thick iron plate were pressing down on my skull, assaulted me.
-Ding!
[The memories of Awakened User Lee Shin-hyuk have been successfully inherited.]
[Due to Heukcheon’s eighth bloom, the performance of ‘Inheritance’ has been enhanced.]
[You have acquired the new trait ‘Déjà Vu’.]
A message materialized before my eyes.
“…Déjà Vu?”
I pressed my hand against the blue window displaying the newly acquired trait.
[Déjà Vu—When specific situations and conditions are met, you can acquire fragments of memories from absorbed Awakened Users.]
In other words, inheritance could occur not only through Heukcheon’s bloom but also through other actions.
But.
“What exactly are these specific situations and conditions?”
It was a rather vague explanation.
After staring at the message window for a moment, I grabbed the folding knife tucked into my waistband.
‘If déjà vu literally means déjà vu as the name suggests.’
There was something I wanted to test.
Whoosh, click!
As I poured mana into the folding knife in my hand, a long spear materialized.
I steadied my breathing calmly and gripped the spear shaft.
In that moment.
—It’s because of me… If only I had been a little stronger!
The image of Lee Shin-hyuk wildly swinging a spear in some nameless forest flashed through my mind.
Like turning an open faucet, memories of ‘Compass’s spear technique’ came flooding in.
[Your understanding of ‘Compass’s spear technique’ has increased significantly!]
[‘Compass’s spear technique’ has risen to level 10.]
“Ugh!”
A throbbing pain.
My head burned as if a hot iron had been driven into my brain.
Suppressing the overwhelming pain, I opened my eyes narrowly.
‘So that’s what they meant by specific situations and conditions.’
In other words, true to its name, déjà vu meant that when I encountered situations similar to those Lee Shin-hyuk faced in his past life, memories of those moments would flow into my mind.
‘It’s not a trait I can use easily.’
Since the spear was Lee Shin-hyuk’s main weapon, déjà vu activated just from grasping it.
But recreating Lee Shin-hyuk’s memories that I didn’t even properly understand was difficult.
“It would be better to just hope that the situation coincides by chance, like a true déjà vu.”
After standing in the living room for a while trying to recreate Lee Shin-hyuk’s memories, I let out a short sigh and transformed the spear back into the form of a knife.
“….”
The moment I stopped moving, a desolate silence descended.
Tick, tick.
The sound of the clock’s second hand echoing like thunder.
The silence that would normally be unremarkable now felt unbearably terrifying.
‘Get a grip.’
Ha-eun’s death was something from the past life.
It was merely a crumpled page of fate that had already become ‘something that never happened’.
So there’s no reason to be this anxious━
“Haa, haa.”
Cold sweat trickled down my forehead.
I exhaled the breath caught in my throat and suppressed my faintly trembling hands.
The unchosen path to the left.
The image of Ha-eun dying there alone was etched in my mind like a cruel nightmare.
“…Sister.”
I missed Ha-eun.
No, at least I wanted to hear her voice.
I picked up my smartphone with trembling hands.
I dialed Ha-eun’s number.
—Brrr, brrr, brrr.
The ringtone stretched on like an eternity.
Ha-eun didn’t answer.
“Damn it!”
I hurled my smartphone away violently, biting my lip raw.
What if something had happened to her while I was away?
What if she’d been captured by someone else, just like when Cheon Do-yoon had kidnapped me?
“Damn…!”
I was about to rush out, thinking I should at least head to the Association, when—
Click.
The foyer door opened, and Ha-eun stepped inside, drenched in sweat.
She wiped the perspiration from her forehead with the sports towel draped around her neck and turned her head toward me.
“Oh, you’re back already from the baptism?”
It was as though color had suddenly flooded back into a world drained of all hue.
Seeing Ha-eun approach with a tilted head, the suffocating dread that had consumed my heart melted away like snow.
“…Noona.”
I stepped toward Ha-eun and pulled her into my arms abruptly.
“Huh? W-wait, I just finished training and I’m all sweaty.”
It didn’t matter.
I trembled faintly as I felt the gentle warmth radiating through my entire body.
“Did something happen during the baptism….”
Ha-eun suddenly stopped speaking and looked up at me intently.
“Are you… crying?”
I could see transparent tears streaming down my cheeks as I held Ha-eun.
Ha-eun slowly reached out and wiped my tears away with her hand.
She didn’t know why I had suddenly begun to cry.
“It’s okay. Your noona is here.”
Ha-eun smiled gently and patted my back.
I felt the strength in his arms around me intensify.
“Oh my, my boy. What’s wrong with you?”
Ha-eun asked playfully, as if coaxing a crying child.
….
I kept my lips firmly sealed and lowered my head.
Since I had already told her about Heukcheon’s existence, there was no reason I couldn’t tell her the truth.
“It’s nothing.”
I didn’t want to say it.
Even if it was from a past life, the fact that she had been abandoned by Lee Shin-hyuk and died because of it—
“…Is that so?”
Ha-eun nodded while gently stroking Kwon O-jin’s trembling cheek.
“You don’t have to talk if you don’t want to.”
I did want to know why he was shaking with such anxiety.
But.
That didn’t mean I wanted to force him to reveal something he didn’t wish to share.
‘For now…’
I just wanted to comfort him in his trembling state.
I wanted to make him smile brightly again.
‘But what can I do?’
Comfort or not, all I could do right now was embrace him with my sweat-dampened body.
Though I’d spent a long time with Kwon O-jin—or rather, precisely because I’d spent so much time with him—I couldn’t quite remember how to properly console him.
‘Come to think of it, I saw something on a community forum before!’
I distinctly remembered a post titled something like ‘The One Method to Instantly Appease Your Sulking Husband’ or something along those lines.
Of course, Kwon O-jin and I weren’t married yet, nor was he actually sulking.
‘But it should definitely work.’
Ha-eun gazed at Kwon O-jin with a serious expression.
I slowly reached out to caress his back, drawing my face close as if to kiss him.
“O-jin.”
“Hm?”
My voice came out deep and sultry.
I slid my hand down from his back, gently placing it on his arm.
“Want to touch my chest?”
“…What?”
Kwon O-jin’s mouth fell open in utter bewilderment.
He was so taken aback that I felt the trembling in his arm vanish.
‘Just as I thought—instant results!’
Ha-eun nodded vigorously with a satisfied expression.
* * *
After carefully comforting (?) Kwon O-jin in that manner.
Ha-eun playfully poked Kwon O-jin’s cheek as he lay sleeping on the bed.
“Hehe. What a cute guy.”
Usually, I didn’t really feel like I was his older sister compared to him.
But today, having taken the lead in comforting him, a sense of fulfillment welled up inside me.
“…Noona.”
“Hm?”
Kwon O-jin, who had been sleeping, rolled onto his side and called out to me.
Thinking I’d woken him, I hurriedly pulled my hand away, but fortunately, it seemed to be only sleep talk—his eyes remained closed.
“Phew.”
Ha-eun exhaled in relief and gazed down at Kwon O-jin, who had rolled onto his side, with a gentle expression.
“U-ugh…”
Was he trapped in some kind of nightmare?
Kwon O-jin curled into a fetal position, cold sweat dripping down his face.
Ha-eun approached him with a worried expression.
“…S-sister.”
“Yeah, yeah. Your sister’s right here.”
As she gently patted the sleeping Kwon O-jin’s shoulder.
“…D-don’t…”
“Huh?”
“Don’t… die…”
“….”
Ha-eun’s expression hardened like stone.
What on earth was tormenting him so?
‘He mentioned before that memories from Lee Shin-hyuk were flowing into him, didn’t he?’
Could something terrible have happened to her in those memories?
“Honestly, this guy. Making such a fuss over nothing.”
Ha-eun let out a soft laugh and lay down on the bed.
She gently pulled the trembling, curled-up Kwon O-jin into her embrace.
What did it matter how her past self had died or where?
Right now, she was very much alive and standing by his side.
‘For a long time to come.’
Ha-eun tightened her grip around Kwon O-jin.
Back when she thought he was saving money to go to Paradise, she believed they could live apart and survive separately.
But that had changed.
‘I’m not letting you go anymore.’
If she could just be with him, she would do anything.
Absolutely anything.
Whatever he desired, whatever he wanted—she would grant it all.
“O-jin…”
Ha-eun held him close, her voice trembling with emotion.
The warmth radiating through his back.
A ticklish happiness bloomed, and a different desire suddenly stirred within her.
“Ahem.”
An irresistible impulse.
Ha-eun let out a stifled cough as the desire surged up uncontrollably.
“You’re… asleep, right?”
Ha-eun poked Kwon O-jin’s cheek repeatedly.
In this state, he wouldn’t wake up easily.
“Hehe.”
Ha-eun’s lips curved into a mischievous smile.
Just as I was about to slowly reach toward the sleeping Kwon O-jin.
“…Sister?”
Kwon O-jin’s eyes fluttered open, and he turned his body toward her.
“Ah, ah, ah? D-did you wake up?”
Ha-eun’s visible panic was unmistakable.
“Why are you so flustered?”
Kwon O-jin’s eyes narrowed as he gazed at her hand, which was positioned at an oddly low point.
“W-well, you see!”
Ha-eun hastily withdrew her hand, her words stumbling over themselves.
“Were you trying to do something strange while I was asleep?”
“That’s not it!”
She bolted upright, her voice sharp.
“I-I mean, since I let you touch mine, I thought it’d be fair if you let me touch yours!”
“What?”
What on earth was this sister saying?
“W-well, we both have two of them anyway, so I thought it wouldn’t hurt if I touched yours!!!”
Two of them… what?
“I’ll be gentle!”
“Stop.”
“I won’t pop them!”
“Please, just stop.”

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