The Owner of the Healing Therapy Shop Is Ranked 0th in the World - Chapter 28

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The Owner of the Healing Therapy Shop is World Rank 0

 

Chapter 28

 

The conversation was interrupted by Professor Seong’s entrance.

 

Jinseong withdrew his gaze from Yebichnna and asked Ean.

 

“How much time is left?”

 

“…Hyung, right now.”

 

“Tell me.”

 

“…149 hours left.”

 

As soon as Jinseong heard the remaining time, he got up from his seat.

 

More time had been delayed than expected.

 

It seemed he had been trapped in the dream for a long time.

 

There were still many gates left, so he couldn’t just lie here.

 

When he threw off the blanket and tried to swing his legs out of bed, everyone crowded around him to stop him.

 

“Hyung, are you crazy?!”

 

“Jinseong, you really need to rest now! You barely survived a life-threatening situation!”

 

Normally, he would have easily shaken off their hands, but the current Jinseong couldn’t do that.

 

“Ugh!”

 

When he tried to get up to push Ean away, he felt a piercing pain in his head like being stabbed with an awl.

 

It seemed there were still aftereffects from the monster’s mental attack.

 

Deep furrows formed on Jinseong’s brow.

 

“Lie down! While I’m asking nicely!”

 

Ean firmly grabbed the swaying Jinseong’s shoulder and pushed him back onto the bed.

 

Bewilderment bloomed on Jinseong’s face as he collapsed weakly.

 

“You’re getting out of line, Ean.”

 

“What can you do with that body? If I fought you right now, you’d lose, wouldn’t you?”

 

“I’d win even with a broken arm.”

 

“From the way you’re talking, you seem fine. Right, Professor Seong?”

 

“I wish that were the case… The mental damage is severe.”

 

Deep worry settled on Professor Seong’s face.

 

“It’s fortunate that he somehow woke up from the dream, but in this damaged mental state, even a small shock could let the monster find its way back in.”

 

“It wasn’t just anything else, this time it was a dream demon. It’s dangerous.”

 

Ean ground his teeth. A dream demon is a monster that shows happy dreams to those it latches onto and devours their life force in return.

 

They’re known to be troublesome opponents because of their nature to cling to their target until they die of old age.

 

“Of all things, a dream demon. This has become a headache.”

 

Ean roughly tousled his hair.

 

Yebichnna, who had been silent for a while, spoke up.

 

“Senior, you need to be careful. My skill can only forcibly wake you from dreams.”

 

“If even you say that… Sigh.”

 

Jinseong relaxed his body and lay down spread-eagle.

 

At the same time, red blood trickled from his nose.

 

“I guess I need to rest.”

 

Jinseong muttered in a tired voice.

 

* * *

 

News that Gangjinseong had recovered spread quickly.

 

The person who made a great contribution to reviving him was officially recognized as Seongnyeo.

 

Without anyone’s permission, Seongnyeo had arbitrarily leaked information to reporters.

 

Ean openly displayed his displeasure, but Yebichnna shook her head.

 

“I came here with a fake identity anyway. There’s nothing good about information about me being revealed.”

 

“I know that too. But still…”

 

Ean also knew well that nothing good would come from her tremendous abilities being revealed to the world.

 

But Seongnyeo stealing Yebichnna’s credit was a separate matter.

 

When she couldn’t even wake his hyung from the dream.

 

‘What a devilish woman.’

 

Ean shook his head while recalling Seongnyeo’s pretentiously virtuous face.

 

“Ah, this is so infuriating. I should go confront her. Otherwise I feel like I’ll have nightmares.”

 

After grinding his teeth several times, Ean finally shot up from his seat.

 

Jinseong, who was doing full-body stretches, spoke matter-of-factly.

 

“That woman will pretend not to understand.”

 

“I can speak in English. If English doesn’t work, I can use French.”

 

“Do you know how?”

 

“I can speak four languages. Korean, English, French, and Chinese.”

 

Everyone in the hospital room widened their eyes. Conversely, Ean narrowed his.

 

“What’s with those surprised looks? It’s annoying. I’m high-quality personnel, you know.”

 

Bang, Ean violently threw open the door and disappeared like the wind.

 

After he left, Jinseong began slowly loosening up every part of his body as if nothing had happened, and Professor Seong also diligently used his skill to make moxa.

 

If Ean had known this, he would have definitely felt hurt.

 

Yebichnna, who was sitting blankly between the two busy people, rolled her eyes this way and that.

 

She seemed to want to find something to do. Sitting still seemed quite uncomfortable for her.

 

“Just rest. You went into the gate, didn’t you?”

 

“That’s right, Yebichnna. Even if there were no monsters, the fog itself is poisonous, so recovery is essential.”

 

Jinseong, who had ghostly noticed Yebichnna’s discomfort, draped a blanket over her shoulders.

 

Yebichnna shook her head.

 

“Um, could I take a look at your right hand, Senior?”

 

Although the external injuries had all healed with Seongnyeo’s skill, Jinseong’s right arm wasn’t in very good condition. His right arm, which had paralysis symptoms due to mana addiction, had been fractured and then recovered, so it wouldn’t move as Jinseong wanted.

 

“I’m not certain, but I think my skill might be able to help.”

 

Yebichnna expressed concern that it seemed presumptuous to say such things when even Professor Seong’s acupuncture treatment wasn’t showing improvement.

 

“Yebichnna! Don’t worry about me!”

 

Professor Seong waved his hands dismissively and stood up.

 

“I was already feeling embarrassed because there’s been no improvement at all, so this works out well. I’ll… go help Ean. I can speak three languages too.”

 

Click.

 

After Professor Seong left, Jinseong pulled his right arm out from under his clothes and sat on the edge of the bed.

 

His defined abs were fully revealed under his slightly lifted shirt.

 

When Yebichnna tried hard to look elsewhere, Jinseong let out a chuckle.

 

“You can just look.”

 

“Uh… Yes.”

 

Yebichnna creakily approached the bed.

 

When she showed such an amusing reaction, wouldn’t he want to tease her more?

 

Jinseong continued his mischievous thoughts, wondering if he should just take off the shirt he was half-wearing.

 

“I have a skill that lowers muscle tension when I give massages. It’s also good for fatigue relief and increases mana operation efficiency.”

 

“Massage?”

 

“Yes, I need to apply oil and directly… massage, it seems.”

 

“Hmm.”

 

Yebichnna waved her hands dismissively and quickly continued.

 

“If, if you’re uncomfortable, you don’t have to…!”

 

“Am I the first person you’re using that skill on?”

 

“Yes, since it’s the first time I’m trying this skill, I can’t guarantee the effects. It is a bit awkward, isn’t it?”

 

“No.”

 

Jinseong relaxed his furrowed brow and smiled slyly.

 

“Because I want to be your first and last.”

 

“What? What do you mean….”

 

“Here.”

 

Jinseong lifted the corners of his mouth and placed his right arm on Yebichnna’s palm.

 

“Do it.”

 

Did she also do massages at the Healing Therapy Shop?

 

Jinseong, who was silently receiving the massage, was inwardly surprised by Yebichnna’s skilled touch.

 

The way she meticulously massaged along the muscle fibers with her oil-covered palms wasn’t the technique of someone who had only done it once or twice.

 

“Please tell me if it hurts.”

 

“I’m S-rank though.”

 

“Then… please tell me if it tickles.”

 

“Alright.”

 

When Jinseong spoke jokingly, Yebichnna’s expression, which had been frozen with tension, gradually softened.

 

“You’re good at this. Did you learn it?”

 

“Yes, after graduating from the Training Academy. I got a perfumer’s license and learned sports massage, skincare… I eagerly learned anything that could make money.”

 

“You worked hard.”

 

“I didn’t realize it at the time, but I think that’s how it was.”

 

Before they knew it, the tense atmosphere had dissolved and gentle conversation flowed between them.

 

As time passed, Jinseong felt the effects of the skill quite clearly.

 

When he occasionally clenched and opened his hand, Jinseong was inwardly amazed at the sensation reaching all the way to his fingertips.

 

‘To heal an arm that had stiffened from mana addiction symptoms with just one massage session is really….’

 

As Jinseong looked at Yebichnna’s neatly trimmed nails and the white, soft skin of her hands, a clear and intense emotion slowly bloomed in his heart.

 

“Senior, you know.”

 

In the warm atmosphere, Yebichnna was the first to speak up.

 

“Yeah.”

 

“Did you enter Namsan Gate 20 years ago?”

 

Instead of answering, Jinseong looked into Yebichnna’s eyes. He wanted to understand her intention behind asking that question.

 

“…Why do you ask that.”

 

An emotion called anxiety settled in Jinseong’s heart.

 

Perhaps, while he was trapped in that dream, had he said something?

 

Or maybe.

 

“So you did see my memories.”

 

The time they spent together felt so dreamlike that he had momentarily forgotten.

 

Jinseong lowered his eyes and clenched his fist tightly. Then he smoothly withdrew his arm that had been held by Yebichnna.

 

“Let me rest for a bit.”

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