Not A Regressor - Chapter 386

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I Am Not a Regressor Chapter 386
Sisters (10)
“…Sigh.”
A heavy exhale, as though the ground itself were collapsing beneath me.
Isabella pressed her fingers to her forehead, as if her head were throbbing.
“I was… kidnapped?”
She asked in a trembling voice, clearly struggling to comprehend the situation.
“Yeah. You don’t remember?”
“No. I don’t remember anything… Oh, wait.”
Isabella furrowed her brow, recalling what had happened on the airplane, and bit her lip.
“I was on a private jet when suddenly… my vision went dark.”
“And then?”
“I heard screams… and, ah, a snake. I saw a snake.”
“A white snake, right?” “Yes.”
Isabella’s shoulders trembled slightly as fragments of memory returned to her.
“White snakes covered the inside of the airplane… and then… ugh.”
Isabella let out a pained groan.
I carefully placed my hand on her shoulder.
“You don’t need to force yourself to remember.”
“…I’m sorry. After that, I have no memory.”
Isabella sighed deeply and shook her head.
I stroked her back gently, my eyes narrowing.
‘So Isabella was overpowered so quickly that she barely retained any memory of it.’
Considering that Isabella was a formidable awakener on the verge of reaching 11-Stars, I couldn’t even fathom the extent of Mobius’s power.
‘At this rate, even using Gaecheon wouldn’t help, would it?’
The thought flashed through my mind, but then—
“I… well, I’m not trying to make excuses, but I wasn’t in a normal state at that time.”
Isabella opened her mouth carefully, as if she understood what I was thinking.
“You weren’t in a normal state?”
“After going to Italy, I hadn’t drunk blood even once, so I was much weaker than usual.”
“Ah.”
Now that she mentioned it, I recalled hearing that awakeners bearing the Leech Constellation Mark would rapidly lose their strength if they didn’t consume blood periodically.
‘If it’s been since going to Italy…’
So she hadn’t consumed blood from the moment she crossed into Japan to fight Anselladus, entered the Intensive Care Unit to recover from her internal injuries, and returned to South Korea.
‘No wonder she’d grown weak.’
I’d heard that even three days without blood would weaken the mark’s power. Over two weeks without consuming any blood, her physical condition must have been near catastrophic.
“But why didn’t you drink blood during all that time?”
While direct blood consumption was necessary to suppress the vampiric urge, maintaining the mark’s power didn’t strictly require actual bloodsucking.
Why else would blood packs be stored in large quantities in Isabella’s room at the Colgrand Family Mansion?
Had she consumed even animal blood, she wouldn’t have been helplessly kidnapped by Mobius like this.
“Th, that’s….”
Isabella trailed off, her expression flustered.
Biting her lip and shifting her weight from foot to foot, Isabella averted her gaze slightly before speaking.
“…It was bland.”
“Huh?”
“B, because it tasted bad!”
Isabella cried out, her face flushed all the way to her ears.
Kwon O-jin regarded her with an expression of utter disbelief.
“…You’re telling me you didn’t drink blood because it tasted bad?”
“B, but… now my body can’t be satisfied with anything except your blood, Kwon O-jin!”
It sounded like something suggestive on the surface, but when you really thought about it, it was absolutely chilling.
“Even so, how can you not drink when your body reaches that state?”
“But… it tastes so much better when I hold back and then indulge.”
“….”
It was somewhat like deliberately starving yourself before going to a buffet.
‘Even so, you can’t go two weeks without eating, you foolish girl.’
Kwon O-jin pressed his forehead, as if his head was aching.
It would be better if someone just didn’t eat rice for two weeks.
For an awakener bearing the Leech Constellation Mark, abstaining from blood brought excruciating pain accompanied by a thirst that withered the very soul itself.
“It’s your fault, Kwon O-jin!”
Isabella shot up from her seat and shouted indignantly.
“Your blood tastes so good that I can’t even stand the taste of anyone else’s!”
“How is that my fault?”
I didn’t choose to be born tasting this delicious(?) either.
‘What am I, some kind of livestock?’
Recalling an unfortunate animal that possessed high intelligence and charm with an adorable appearance—intelligent enough to recognize its master—yet failed to become a pet solely because it tasted too good, I exhaled a deep sigh.
“Anyway! I never imagined we’d be attacked on the flight back… I apologize.”
At least Isabella acknowledged her own mistake, sighing as she sat back down.
“Well… there’s nothing we can do about that.”
Honestly, who could have predicted being suddenly attacked by a Constellation on the return flight?
The situation had been too unexpected to fault her for carelessness.
“That aside….”
Isabella’s gaze turned toward me.
More precisely, toward the woman clinging to my side like a leech.
“…What’s wrong with Elder Sister?”
Throughout our conversation, Isabella glared at Cassia, who clung to my arm in silence while nuzzling her cheek against my shoulder, her eyes narrowing with displeasure.
“…I don’t know either.”
“You were brazenly showing off your backside in front of Kwon O-jin just a moment ago, and now you claim not to know?”
“I really don’t know.”
I could roughly guess why Cassia was clinging to me, but I couldn’t fathom why she’d suddenly become clingy like an infant and refused to let go.
“Step back for a moment, Elder Sister.”
“….”
“Hello? Can’t you hear me?”
“Sigh. Kwon O-jin… you’re so warm.”
“This woman?”
Sparks of fury ignited in Isabella’s eyes.
Even as she grabbed Cassia’s shoulders and tried to forcibly pry her away, Cassia clung to Kwon O-jin like a coiled serpent, her legs wrapped around his arm, making it nearly impossible to separate them.
“Come on, let go! What are you doing to someone else’s lover?!”
“…No.”
“What?”
“I won’t let go.”
Cassia fixed Isabella with a cold, piercing gaze.
“Kwon O-jin is mine now… or rather, my body and heart belong to him.”
“…What?”
Isabella’s eyes widened at the sudden bombshell declaration.
“W-what nonsense is that?”
Cassia’s lips curved into a subtle smile as she gazed at the flustered woman.
“Hehe. While you were unconscious… I had a deep physical conversation with Kwon O-jin.”
“Wait a moment.”
The way she phrased their fight sounded rather odd.
“I tried to resist with all my might… but ultimately, I could not overcome Kwon O-jin’s overwhelming strength, and I surrendered both my body and heart to him.”
She certainly had a creative way of describing being defeated.
“I’ve come to realize it. Now I… have become a woman who cannot live without his warmth.”
Cassia embraced Kwon O-jin’s arm with a dreamy, intoxicated gaze.
“…Kwon O-jin?”
The light drained from Isabella’s eyes as she stared at him.
“What on earth is happening here?”
“It’s a misunderstanding.”
Formal speech flowed naturally from my lips.
“A misunderstanding about what?”
“Well, you see… the Korean language is such that the same words can have very different meanings depending on how they’re used.”
It might be difficult for an Italian to understand.
“So you’re saying you had a physical conversation with Elder Sister while I was unconscious?”
“No, that… well, ‘physical conversation’ sounds rather strange, doesn’t it? We fought. We fought. I told you earlier—I mistakenly thought you were the one who kidnapped Bella at first.”
“This isn’t some boys’ manga. People don’t end up like this just from fighting. Be honest. You really only ‘fought,’ right?”
“Well, about that…”
I averted Isabella’s gaze with an uncomfortable expression.
In truth, I hadn’t told Isabella that I had fought Mobius in Cassia’s stead, rather than having her face him directly.
‘If I tell her, I’ll definitely get scolded.’
I didn’t even need to imagine what Isabella’s reaction would be if she learned that I had fought the Black Star Constellation to protect Cassia.
‘Well, it’s natural to help your girlfriend’s older sister, isn’t it?’
The problem was that when I thought about the relationship between Cassia and Isabella, even such ‘natural’ things ceased to be natural.
“So here’s what happened….”
“Kwon O-jin saved my life.”
Cassia cut me off and spoke.
Isabella’s expression twisted savagely.
“…Saved your life? What do you mean by that?”
“He fought valiantly against Mobius and the Serpens Constellation to protect me.”
“That was to protect Isabella….”
“My? If you wanted to protect Bella, shouldn’t you have fled with her and left me behind? You were the one who threw me back without hesitation, even though I said I’d buy you time.”
“….”
Damn it.
When she put it that way, I had nothing to say.
“So… is that why you’re clinging to Kwon O-jin like that? Because he saved your life?”
“My? Isn’t it natural to feel affection toward one’s savior?”
Of course, her obsession with me wasn’t simply because I was her ‘savior.’
The loneliness that had tormented her since the past.
In her life—as cold and desolate as an endless snowy field—my appearance transcended being merely a savior; I was a redeemer who had rescued her very soul from decay.
Even if I myself hadn’t harbored such thoughts when saving her.
“I have resolved to devote everything to Kwon O-jin.”
In the end, she had been saved.
And in her heart, which had been withering from cold and solitude, a brilliant starlight now shone.
“Are you seriously saying that to your sister’s husband?”
“We… our marriage still isn’t….”
“Kwon O-jin, you stay quiet.”
“Yes.”
Isabella glared sharply at Cassia and continued.
“Since I’m with Kwon O-jin, there’s no place for you, Sister.”
“Oh my, aren’t there two others besides Bella?”
“Th-that’s… w-well, anyway! You can’t, Sister!”
“Hehe. Don’t worry about that.”
Cassia shrugged casually and continued.
“I don’t particularly want to become Kwon O-jin’s lover.”
“…What?”
At Cassia’s calm words, Isabella’s eyes widened in surprise.
“You said earlier that Bella’s body can’t survive without Kwon O-jin’s blood, didn’t you?”
“…What about it?”
“It’s something similar to that.”
It doesn’t matter if I’m not his lover.
It doesn’t matter if I’m not loved.
“If I could only be by Kwon O-jin’s side… even if you regarded me as a servant, as a mere tool for your convenience… yes, even as a foot cloth to be used after washing, I would be satisfied.”
At Cassia’s delirious words, Isabella pressed her forehead as if seized by a headache.
Why was it?
Why did Cassia’s visage—radiating an almost manic fervor—overlap with her own reflection from years past?
‘Like elder sister, like younger sister, it seems.’
It appeared that
Cassia’s condition was far more grave than I had anticipated.

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