I Reincarnated Into a Healing Game… and It’s a Zombie Apocalypse?! - Chapter 77
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Chapter 77
The next morning.
The sound of something rustling and swirling could be heard.
When Ishanka got up and checked outside through the window gap, pure white snow was swirling as if it would swallow the entire village.
The weather had changed abnormally quickly, making yesterday’s clear skies feel like a lie.
“….”
Nana slowly opened her eyes at the faint presence.
The air seeping in from outside the blanket was cold.
But what she felt first was Ishanka’s voice.
“It’ll be difficult to depart today.”
“What do you mean?”
Nana asked as she sat up from within the blanket.
She looked at Ishanka with eyes still heavy with sleep, then turned her head toward the window following his gaze.
Before her eyes spread a landscape where the entire world was covered in white.
She could see the outside window completely covered in white.
The blizzard was raging so fiercely that the boundary between sky and earth was blurred.
“Wow, so much snow has accumulated.”
Nana exclaimed in admiration as she strode toward the window.
A snowflake that had been fluttering through the slightly open window gap landed on the back of her hand.
While she stared blankly at the snowflake, Ishanka spoke in a low voice.
“At this level, even bringing out the horses would be impossible. We can’t see the road at all.”
He hesitated for a moment, then added.
“Besides, when the weather is cloudy, the air currents become unstable, making travel even more dangerous.”
“Then we’ll have to stay another day?”
“It seems we’ll have to.”
“That’s disappointing.”
Nana sat down heavily on the edge of the blanket with a slightly pouty expression.
“Are you hoping for the snow to stop?”
“Of course.”
Nana pointed outside the window with her finger.
“There was bread I had my eye on yesterday. With weather like this, I can’t go to the kiln.”
Ishanka stared at her blankly, then burst into laughter.
“You’re disappointed because of bread?”
“Not because of bread, but because it’s that bread that I’m disappointed.”
“Isn’t that the same thing?”
“No! That bread really looked delicious.”
At her serious face, the corners of Ishanka’s mouth twitched again.
“But even if the snow stops, the road will be quite rough.”
“Then Isha can go instead when that time comes.”
When Nana spoke cheekily, Ishanka smiled subtly and tilted his head to the side.
“Is that an order or a request?”
“It’s a request.”
“Then I can’t refuse.”
“What if it had been an order?”
“I couldn’t refuse that either.”
“What’s that supposed to mean? That’s the same thing in the end.”
Nana’s clear laughter filled the ger.
* * *
The blizzard continued.
Outside the ger was already buried in white, and they had long given up on even opening the door.
Ishanka fixed the door frame again and said.
“At this rate, we’ll be trapped for at least a day.”
“Well, it wouldn’t be called a blizzard for nothing.”
Nana stretched her back and looked around.
Inside the ger was warm but boring.
At most there was a campfire, bedding, and some unidentified items piled beside them.
“What’s that stuff?”
“I don’t know exactly either. I was told they’re items left behind by people who stayed here before.”
“Then let’s open them.”
Nana’s eyes sparkled as she opened one of the boxes.
And immediately burst into laughter.
“Oh my, this is a traditional hat, right?”
With an excited face, she held up a hat with colorful patterns and round fur decorations with both hands and offered it to Ishanka.
“I think it would suit you?”
“No.”
“Why are you being so definitive without even trying?”
“…It’s intuition.”
Nana chuckled and pressed the hat onto her own head.
“Then I’ll try it on. So, how is it?”
“It suits you better than I thought.”
Nana tilted her head slightly and smiled.
“There seemed to be a brief silence just now?”
“No.”
Ishanka raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
“It suits you well. Really.”
At his gentle but sincere words, Nana felt her heart suddenly drop.
‘…Ah really, when you say it with those eyes, I’ll think you’re being sincere.’
She awkwardly opened the next box.
This time, old accessories and ritual feather decorations came out.
“What’s this now?”
The metal was tarnished with age and the feathers were half-crumbled. As Nana slowly examined the contents of the box, her gaze suddenly fell on a small deck of cards placed in one corner.
“This seems to be fortune-telling cards. Oh, there are instructions here too?”
Nana unfolded the instruction manual and began reading carefully. Watching her serious profile, the corners of Ishanka’s mouth curved into a gentle arc.
“It’s simpler than I thought. The card meanings are intuitive too. We’re bored, so shall we try fortune-telling once?”
“That sounds good.”
Ishanka nodded quietly.
“Actually, I’ve never had my fortune told before.”
“Never?”
“Yes. Never.”
“Not even love fortune-telling?”
When she asked with a playful smile, Ishanka tilted his head seriously.
“Do I really need to do such things?”
At his reaction of not understanding why one would need to do such things, Nana blinked repeatedly.
‘Wow. This guy really doesn’t believe in superstitions?’
“Then let’s try it once for fun while we’re at it.”
Nana continued speaking while shuffling the cards.
“First, let’s start with overall fortune to be safe. Come on, hold out your hand. I need to transfer energy to you.”
“Yes.”
Ishanka obediently raised his hand.
Nana spread the cards across the table and had him choose four.
“Oh, interesting? The first card means transition, change.”
“Change…”
“The second is hidden feelings. This means you’re hiding emotions.”
“…”
Ishanka kept his gaze on that card for a long time.
“The third is action. A courageous choice. Seems like you have something you need to decide on?”
“…”
“And lastly.”
Nana reached out and revealed the final card.
The symbol drawn on the card was complex and its interpretation abstract.
“Hmm… emotions beyond boundaries? What’s this, it sounds cool but the meaning is super vague. A heart that can’t be reached whether you push or pull? Or feelings that are right before your eyes but haven’t been reached yet? Something like that?”
Nana tilted her head. Even after interpreting it herself, she looked confused.
Ishanka lowered his head and kept his gaze on the final card for a long time.
“The fortune is quite accurate.”
“Really?”
“Yes.”
He nodded and said.
“There’s something right before my eyes that I don’t dare reach for.”
“I told you to look at it for fun, aren’t you taking it too seriously?”
“It matched better than I expected, so I ended up taking it seriously on my own.”
Ishanka turned his head awkwardly and scratched the back of his head.
“So how was your first fortune reading experience? Surprisingly fun, isn’t it?”
“Yes. It is.”
“Then shall I check my wealth fortune this time?”
“If you’re too obsessed with wealth, it blocks the fortune that was coming in.”
“I told you not to take it too seriously?”
The light reflected on the cards on the table gently flickered and enveloped the two of them.
* * *
Night had fallen.
Inside the ger was quiet.
Outside, the blizzard still raged fiercely, but the two had forgotten that sound and were quietly spending time in their respective places.
Nana lay on the bed and pulled the blanket up to her chin.
With only her nose peeking out, she looked at Ishanka sitting beyond the firelight.
He was arranging firewood in front of the small brazier, tending to the gentle flames.
Nana suddenly spoke up.
“Isha.”
“Yes?”
“What were you like when you were little?”
Ishanka’s hand stopped. The firelight briefly reflected in his eyes before disappearing.
“…I was quiet.”
“Hey, that’s not sincere enough.”
Nana wiggled her toes under the blanket and tilted her head slightly.
“Tell me more. I’m curious about things like what food you liked, what you were afraid of.”
Ishanka thought for a moment, then slowly opened his mouth.
“I liked sweet things. Especially milk porridge with honey. Grandma Rosha used to make it for me often when I was little.”
“Really? You liked sweet things?”
“I don’t dislike them now either.”
“I loved sweet things too! When I was little, I’d grab snacks before eating meals and got scolded by Mother so much.”
Nana giggled and buried herself deeper into the blanket.
“My favorite thing when I was little was the apple pie Mother made for me. Mother’s hobby back then was making sweets.”
“So you ate that before meals?”
Ishanka stirred the firewood slightly and smiled.
“Yeah. It was so delicious. To 7-year-old Nana, apple pie was much more important than rice.”
“And then?”
“Mother scolded me all the time. Stop eating sweets and eat your meal first. Then one day, she stopped making them.”
Nana sighed in a playful tone.
“But I still can’t forget the taste of that pie.”
“Someday, I hope I can make something for you too.”
“Huh? Why all of a sudden?”
Nana poked out just her head and opened her eyes wide.
Ishanka looked at her and smiled gently.
“I want to give you something that will remain in your memory too.”
Nana drew in a breath.
Her heartbeat was definitely faster than before.
She clenched and unclenched her hands under the blanket.
After doing that for a while, Nana hastily cut off the conversation.
“Somehow I’m tired. I should sleep. See you tomorrow, Isha.”
“Yes. Rest well. Sweet dreams.”
Instead of answering, Nana pulled the blanket up to her neck. Her ears turning red was a bonus.
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