Not A Regressor - Chapter 350

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I Am Not a Regressor Chapter 350
Starlight (2)
A mixed-use apartment complex near Hapjeong Station.
The O-jin House, originally a modest twenty-pyeong residence, had undergone expansion to boast over fifty pyeong, and its door opened for the first time in months.
“Home sweet home!”
Ha-eun threw her arms up, kicked off her shoes haphazardly, and bounded into the apartment like a bird taking flight.
“Ahhhhh~ Sigh. That familiar sofa scent.”
Ha-eun sprawled across the living room sofa, hugging the cushion (the one Kwon O-jin usually favored) like a body pillow, rolling around contentedly.
Kwon O-jin watched Ha-eun’s exuberant display and let out a soft chuckle.
Though not quite as animated as Ha-eun, his own mood had lifted considerably.
“It feels good to be home after so long.”
This must be what it felt like to return home after months of overseas deployment.
Memories of the Demon Realm flickered through my mind like a panorama, and a smile bloomed across my lips.
“Let’s unpack tomorrow and get some proper rest today.”
I set down the spatial expansion backpack—the very item that had carried this expedition through the Demon Realm—and removed my gear, placing it in a corner of the living room.
The relief of finally arriving home washed over me, and a bone-deep exhaustion began to seep through my body.
“I need to step out for a bit.”
“Where?”
“Roberto contacted me earlier—there are several urgent matters that need immediate attention.”
“I see.”
Given that the Colgrand Family operated dozens of enterprises, the accumulated work during her absence must be substantial.
“Still, you don’t need to work the moment you get back, do you?”
“I’ll just handle the most urgent matters and return. We’ll have dinner together.”
Isabella approached and pressed a kiss to Kwon O-jin’s cheek.
“Mm.”
This made me feel like a kept man, idling away on money my wife earned.
“Then I’ll see you this evening, Kwon O-jin.”
“Yeah. Ha-eun and I will prepare dinner, so take your time.”
“…With your sister?”
Isabella looked down at Ha-eun rolling around on the sofa with suspicious eyes.
Ha-eun rolled her body around while still clutching the cushion.
“I can cook too, you know?”
“Anyone can, technically.”
“Don’t you trust me?”
“No.”
At that blunt response, Ha-eun curled up like a shrimp, her expression wilting.
“…That’s so mean.”
“Just kidding, Elder Sister. I’m looking forward to it.”
Isabella patted Ha-eun’s shoulder gently and stepped out of the apartment.
The living room now held only Ha-eun and Kwon O-jin.
Ha-eun tapped the spot next to her on the sofa, gesturing for Kwon O-jin to sit down.
Once he settled in, she draped her slender legs naturally across his thighs and reclined back against the cushions.
“It’s been a while since we’ve had time alone like this.”
“Tell me about it.”
Kwon O-jin leaned back against the armrest and gently kneaded her legs resting on his thighs.
Ha-eun’s expression melted with pleasure as her body trembled slightly.
“Mmm. Right there, right there. A little harder.”
“Please refrain from dialogue that could be easily misunderstood.”
Anyone listening would think we were doing something other than a massage.
“Huh? Misunderstood how?”
Ha-eun tilted her head in confusion, then her eyes sparkled with understanding as a knowing smile spread across her lips.
She rubbed her heels gently against his thighs while sending him a heated gaze.
“Then why don’t we make sure there’s no misunderstanding?”
“…Let’s take it easy today.”
“Ugh, seriously? Then stop touching me, you jerk.”
Stop touching her? What was she talking about?
As I gave her an exasperated look, Ha-eun turned away with a pouty expression.
Kwon O-jin chuckled softly and reached for the remote control nearby.
“Should I turn on the TV?”
“No, it’s fine.”
Still facing away, Ha-eun stared silently at the dark screen before carefully opening her mouth.
“…O-jin.”
“Yeah?”
“That… you told me about the Heavenly Demon before, remember?”
“…”
On the journey back to Earth after everything in Niflheim had ended.
Kwon O-jin had revealed all the facts he’d been hiding to both Ha-eun and Isabella.
Everything about Heukcheon, about regressors, about the Heavenly Demon’s identity and purpose.
‘Both of them were quite shocked.’
Though not as much as Vega had been.
Both Ha-eun and Isabella had glared at him with angry expressions, as if demanding why he’d kept such things hidden.
Because of that, for several days after returning, I barely spoke properly with either woman, but I managed to receive their forgiveness before arriving on Earth.
‘The situation with Vega was different.’
Unlike Vega, whom I’d deceived from beginning to end, Ha-eun and Isabella already knew about his identity to some extent.
So, well, it’s not quite right to say it that way, but they were probably less shocked than Vega.
Especially Ha-eun, who already knew that Kwon O-jin possessed Heukcheon and was pretending to be a regressor.
“So what you’re saying is, there are two of you now?”
Ha-eun turned back to face him, looking up from her reclined position on the sofa.
Kwon O-jin gave a quiet nod in response.
“That’s right.”
The Kwon O-jin of my past life and the Kwon O-jin of this life.
Though we’ve lived differently and taken different paths,
the fact remained that two versions of Kwon O-jin existed simultaneously in the same timeline.
“Hmm. So there are two O-jins….”
Ha-eun trailed off, lazily moving the leg she’d draped across my thigh.
Then, as if struck by a brilliant idea, her eyes sparkled and she snapped her fingers with a sharp click.
“Should we share you?”
Share? What the hell are you talking about, you crazy sister?
“Look at you getting all serious right away! I’m just joking, you idiot.”
Ha-eun burst into giggles and poked my ribs repeatedly with her toes.
“…How do you feel about it?”
“Huh? How do I feel about what?”
“About there being another version of me.”
“Oh, that?”
Ha-eun rested her head on her interlaced fingers and let out a thoughtful hum.
“Honestly, even knowing another you exists doesn’t feel quite real. I’ve never actually seen him or had a conversation with him.”
“That’s true.”
If the situation were reversed and someone told me that a past version of Ha-eun was alive right now, I’d probably feel the same detached curiosity.
“Though I’ll admit, when I first heard about it, I did feel a bit sorry for him….”
Ha-eun slowly rose from the sofa and gently rested her head against my shoulder.
A pleasant fragrance tickled the tip of my nose.
Ha-eun wrapped her arms around mine with a soft smile.
“But I’d rather be with you, O-jin.”
I knew from Ha-eun that the Heavenly Demon had endured terrible suffering and countless sacrifices for her sake.
Honestly, it stirred some sympathy in me.
But.
Such sympathy alone wasn’t enough to make me choose him—not when the current “Kwon O-jin” had already burrowed so deeply into her heart.
“…Still, wouldn’t the Heavenly Demon be satisfied with just you?”
“Mm. Now that you mention it, that’s pretty infuriating.”
Ha-eun narrowed her eyes and pinched my ribs.
“The past Kwon O-jin is content with just me, but you—you’d probably need three wives and four concubines to be satisfied, wouldn’t you?”
“That’s….”
Honestly, I had no defense against that accusation.
As I hung my head in dejection, Ha-eun burst into delighted laughter.
She switched from pinching my ribs to gently rubbing my stomach as she continued.
“Still, I like you better—a man who takes responsibility for the people you care about—than someone who’d let everyone else die as long as I survive.”
“…Sister.”
“Oh my. Our sweet O-jin, were you scared I’d leave you?”
Ha-eun grabbed my cheeks and playfully stretched them out.
“We promised, didn’t we? That we’d stay together from now on.”
“….”
Watching Ha-eun smile brightly, the tension that had gripped Kwon O-jin’s lips finally eased.
But then.
“…So, what are you going to do about Vega?”
At Ha-eun’s follow-up question, Kwon O-jin’s expression hardened once more.
Vega.
The mere thought of her made his chest tighten as if dark clouds had rolled in.
“I’ll have to go to the Star Palace.”
He’d heard that she’d sealed the temple doors shut, but he couldn’t simply wait around for her to emerge on her own.
“Well, Vega will understand well enough. She likes you anyway.”
“…You knew?”
“How could I not know when she makes it so obvious?”
Without needing any feminine intuition or sixth sense, one could tell at a glance from the way Vega’s eyes gleamed when she looked at Kwon O-jin that she harbored romantic feelings for him.
“Sigh. I never thought you’d manage to seduce even a Constellation.”
Ha-eun pressed her forehead as if her head ached.
She climbed onto his lap and pushed him back against the sofa.
“Wait, Elder Sister!”
“This won’t do, my O-jin. The more I think about it, the more upset I get—I need to punish you.”
She’d only meant to let him rest for a moment since he said he was tired today.
But as they talked, heat rose in her head and she couldn’t stay still.
“Until Elder Sister’s anger cools… you understand, right?”
“Mm.”
With his sins weighing on him, how could he refuse?
Kwon O-jin swallowed hard and pulled Ha-eun’s waist firmly toward him as she straddled him.

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“Sigh.”
The next day.
Upon arriving at the Sanctuary, I exhaled a deep breath.
My steps toward the Divine Temple felt as heavy as lead.
‘What am I even supposed to apologize for?’
Thinking of the betrayal Vega must have felt, my chest grew heavy as if weighted down by stone.
“…I need to see her first.”
Standing here and worrying wouldn’t yield any answers.
I climbed the Sanctuary along a path that stretched like the Milky Way.
Vega’s Temple was located at the highest level of the Sanctuary.
I walked up toward the temple of Vega Star, one of the three diverging paths.
“…”
Just as Allen had said, the temple doors were firmly shut.
I stood before the entrance, biting my lip firmly.
With my clenched fist, I knocked cautiously on the temple doors.
“…Vega.”
No response.
Knock, knock.
I knocked harder on the temple doors.
“Vega, I have something to tell you.”
A low rumble echoed.
The firmly sealed temple doors began to slowly open.
Just as a sigh of relief escaped my lips.
A deafening crash erupted!
“Ugh!”
A violent impact sent my body hurtling backward like a cannonball.
The force was so intense it felt as though my organs were being shattered.
I clutched my stomach as excruciating pain washed over me, lifting my head.
“…Riak?”
“…”
What emerged from the temple doors was a single wolf with a silver mane.
Riak looked down at me with eyes cold as ice and opened his mouth.
“You’ve used Vega for your own purposes all this time, and now you have the audacity to ask her to open the door for you?”
His voice was glacial, thick with concentrated rage.
I struggled to my feet as I spoke.
“…I have something I need to tell Vega.”
“Something you need to tell her?”
Riak let out a scoff and approached my fallen form.
“Vega has said she has nothing more to discuss with you.”
“….”
“Get out of my way.”
Instead of answering, I took a step toward the temple.
“Yeah… I knew you’d come at me like that.”
Riak twisted his lips into a savage snarl, baring his pristine teeth.
“If you really want to meet Vega.”
Crack, crunch!
With a chilling sound of bone and sinew, Riak’s body transformed into the shape of a werewolf.
“Then break me and get through, kid.”
The predatory eyes gleaming with murderous intent fixed upon me.

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