I'm not a Regressor
I am not a returner Episode 442
Epilogue
A luxurious bed.
A man lay quietly with his eyes closed on an expensive bed custom-made in Sweden.
A blonde woman sitting next to the bed carefully placed her hand on the cheek of the man whose eyes were closed.
A soft sigh flowed from between the lips of the woman who was caressing the man’s cheek with a delicate hand, as if caressing a treasure.
“...Mr. Ohjin.”
Isabella, a woman whose appearance was so beautiful that even the expression “spicy” was not enough, looked down at Oh Jin, who had his eyes closed as if he was in a deep sleep, with trembling eyes.
It’s been a week since Ojin left for the world of consciousness through ‘Lies’.
Although it was only a short time compared to the past two years of waiting.
“ha.”
Is it because I was filled with hope after seeing the misdiagnosis in the video?
This week had been constricting her heart more anxiously than the past two years of waiting.
When he was sighing deeply and caressing Ohjin’s cheek endlessly.
Wooooow!
“uh?”
A bright cluster of light erupted from near Ojin’s left chest.
“Oh Mr. Ojin!”
Isabella violently tore the t-shirt Ojin was wearing with an extremely excited expression.
Her left breast was exposed through her torn T-shirt.
“Ah...”
The Lyra stigmata is emitting brilliant light.
Isabella carefully stroked the stigmata on Ojin’s chest with trembling hands.
“12 stars...?”
Isabella’s eyes widened as she touched each of the twelve strokes next to the stigmata.
I wondered if I had seen it wrong, so I compared it to the stigmata on her chest.
“There are really twelve!”
An exhilarating shiver spread down my spine.
I knew for sure because she personally wiped his sleeping body with a towel every day.
The number of ‘strokes’ engraved next to Ojin’s stigmata is eleven, not twelve.
The fact that it has increased to twelve means only one thing, doesn’t it?
“Oh Mr. Ohjin... Mr. Ohjin, Mr. Ohjin, Mr. Ohjin!!!”
Isabella sat on top of Ojin’s body and hugged him tightly as he lay there.
Could he even hear her voice?
A warm hand stroked her head.
“ah.”
So familiar.
The warmth I had dreamed of.
Isabella looked down at Ojin with trembling eyes.
Ojin’s closed eyes slowly opened.
His first words when he opened his eyes after a week were:
“...Am I being attacked now?”
“yes?”
What does it mean to be overrun?
“ah.”
Isabella, who was looking around with her eyes wide open, was only then able to figure out what state they were in now.
A picture of O-jin, whose shirt he was wearing was violently torn, and himself standing on top of it.
It was a composition that could easily be mistaken for someone who did not know the context.
“Oh no! This is not like that! Of course, it is true that I want to attack Oh Jin, but I have been holding back well so far... No, what is important right now is this...” Oh Jin chuckled as he
looked at Isabella who was flustered and flustered by the sudden situation.
He half-raised his body from where he was lying down and gently hugged Isabella, who was sitting on top of him.
“I’m back.”
“....”
The word ‘return’ he said did not simply mean returning from the world of consciousness.
I knew it without even having to ask.
“...black.”
How...how desperately I have waited for this moment.
I survived each day with the vague belief that there would be no problem if it was a misdiagnosis.
“I... do you know how worried I was?”
No matter how much you say it’s okay with your mouth.
Every day, my heart was burning black with worries about misdiagnosis.
at las.
It was the moment that put an end to that long wait.
“sorry.”
“Huhhhhhhh!!!”
Isabella, who usually tried to be as polite as possible in front of Ojin and appear as a noble noble lady, could not suppress the feeling of being overwhelmed at this moment.
He hugged Oh Jin with all his might and burst into tears as if he were a six-year-old child.
“Mr. Ohjin, Mr. Ohjin, Mr. Ohjin, Mr. Ohjin, Mr. Ohjin...!”
She repeated his name several times, overlapping her lips and tangling her tongue as if she wanted to feel him a little more deeply.
“haha.”
A long silver thread running between the tongue.
A blood-red glow shimmered in Isabella’s eyes as she looked at Ojin.
The eyes are like a hungry predator with a delicious prey in front of it.
Isabella swallowed and unbuttoned the top buttons of her shirt one by one.
The overflowing heart that could not be contained in a thin piece of cloth gradually revealed its overwhelming presence.
Isabella let out a sigh of relief and pressed Ojin’s chest and laid him back on the bed.
She licked her lips seductively and laid her body on top of Ojin.
“sorry. “I... I can’t stand it...”
“Hmm. “Did you get horny as soon as you reunited with Ojin?”
“Kyaaaah!”
Isabella jumped up and turned her head in the direction the voice came from.
There was Cassia, with her arms crossed and glaring at her with snake-like ferocity.
“Huh, sister? “Uh, since when have you been watching?”
“From when you started crying like a three-year-old who lost his toy, telling you to go away?”
Isabella stepped back with a pale, exhausted expression.
at that time.
Quang!
The door was opened roughly and Ha-eun, covered in tears, ran into the room.
“Oh come on!!!”
“...?”
“....”
A cold silence fell in the room.
Ha-eun walked towards Oh-jin as if she had no time to worry about the atmosphere.
“Oh, wait a minute!”
“Huh... black. “You bastard... do you know how much your sister was worried about you?”
Before Isabella had time to stop him, Ha-eun hugged Oh-jin.
Oh Jin tilted his head with an expression of incomprehension and looked at the woman who hugged him.
“who are you?”
“...what?”
Ha-eun’s eyes trembled.
“Surely you failed to regain your memories?”
no.
However, Isabella’s text clearly stated that ‘all of Ojin’s memories have returned.’
“Is this the ‘Ha-eun-unnie’ you mentioned, Bella?”
“Why...?”
Isabella trailed off as if she did not understand the current situation.
I remembered everything about everyone else, so why didn’t my memories of Ha-eun come back?
“So... you’re saying that only your memories of me haven’t returned?”
“yes. “I don’t know the reason for this, but I think it is.”
Looking back at the people in confusion, Ojin opened his mouth.
“When I escaped from Black Heaven, I made a ‘deal’ with Heavenly Demon.”
“...transaction?”
“I don’t remember who it was, but... he said he would help me get out of the Dark Heaven if I gave him the memory of that person.”
“....”
no way.
Is Ha-eun the ‘one person’ that Oh Jin spoke of?
“Then... Ojini, you...”
It was said that he escaped from the Black Heaven in exchange for handing over his memories to the Heavenly Demon.
“...lie.”
Ha-eun’s eyes trembled.
How...how could this be?
“That’s a lie, isn’t it?”
“huh. “It’s a lie.”
“How could I just forget my sister... huh?”
What did this bastard just say?
“Hahahaha! “Ah, it’s been a while since I’ve been here, so I’m not good at managing my facial expressions.”
Ojin held his stomach and burst into laughter.
After understanding the situation, Ha-eun’s expression became fiercely distorted.
“Hey, this dog...! Ah-oh! Are you ready to play pranks like this? uh?!”
“I’m sorry, sister.”
“Hey! I! uh? Do you know how surprised I am?!”
“Ouch.”
Ha-eun pulled Oh-jin’s cheek with an angry expression.
but.
Oh-jin, who had been waiting for so long, woke up, but as soon as he woke up, he was playing a prank that didn’t work, so it would be natural for him to be as angry as fire.
“Let’s hear the reason? uh? “Did someone do something wrong?”
“No, nothing like that.”
“Then why? “Why did you do that?”
“....”
Because I didn’t want to see my sister cry today.
Oh Jin, swallowing the words that were about to escape his mouth, swept the area around Ha Eun’s eyes, which had already dried up, with his fingertips while he was getting angry.
“I’m back, sister.”
He hugged Ha-eun and overlapped their lips.
“You...”
Ha-eun, who was about to continue questioning the lie from earlier, quickly sighed deeply and shook her head.
“I really... I really can’t live.”
Her face, embracing Oh Jin, was filled with only bright smiles instead of tear stains.
* * *
“So what is that request?”
Ojin managed to ward off the dark clouds that were coming from all directions and glared at the Cheonma.
The look in his eyes was fierce, as if he was going to give me a thunderbolt if I made an impossible request.
Cheonma laughed bitterly as she saw such misanthropy.
“My sister. “Please don’t cry again in the future.”
“...under.”
A smile escaped Ojin’s lips.
Was that your last request, risking your life?
“Okay. I promise I will never make you cry from now on.”
“You’re not lying, are you?”
Cheonma asked, turning his back on Ojin.
Ojin chuckled and likewise turned his back on Cheonma.
“Am I you?”
The sound of foolish laughter echoed through the dark clouds.
As if we had different fates.
The two Ojins head in opposite directions.
One towards the black sky.
One towards the shining starlight.
-complete-
Chapter 442: 442
Epilogue
A luxurious bed.
A man lay quietly with his eyes closed on an expensive bed custom-made in Sweden.
A blonde woman sitting next to the bed carefully placed her hand on the cheek of the man whose eyes were closed.
A soft sigh flowed from between the lips of the woman who was caressing the man’s cheek with a delicate hand, as if caressing a treasure.
“...Mr. Ohjin.”
Isabella, a woman whose appearance was so beautiful that even the expression “spicy” was not enough, looked down at Oh Jin, who had his eyes closed as if he was in a deep sleep, with trembling eyes.
It’s been a week since Ojin left for the world of consciousness through ‘Lies’.
Although it was only a short time compared to the past two years of waiting.
“ha.”
Is it because I was filled with hope after seeing the misdiagnosis in the video?
This week had been constricting her heart more anxiously than the past two years of waiting.
When he was sighing deeply and caressing Ohjin’s cheek endlessly.
Wooooow!
“uh?”
A bright cluster of light erupted from near Ojin’s left chest.
“Oh Mr. Ojin!”
Isabella violently tore the t-shirt Ojin was wearing with an extremely excited expression.
“Ah...”
The Lyra stigmata is emitting brilliant light.
Isabella carefully stroked the stigmata on Ojin’s chest with trembling hands.
“12 stars...?”
Isabella’s eyes widened as she touched each of the twelve strokes next to the stigmata.
I wondered if I had seen it wrong, so I compared it to the stigmata on her chest.
“There are really twelve!”
An exhilarating shiver spread down my spine.
I knew for sure because she personally wiped his sleeping body with a towel every day.
The number of ‘strokes’ engraved next to Ojin’s stigmata is eleven, not twelve.
The fact that it has increased to twelve means only one thing, doesn’t it?
“Oh Mr. Ohjin... Mr. Ohjin, Mr. Ohjin, Mr. Ohjin!!!”
Isabella sat on top of Ojin’s body and hugged him tightly as he lay there.
Could he even hear her voice?
A warm hand stroked her head.
“ah.”
So familiar.
The warmth I had dreamed of.
Isabella looked down at Ojin with trembling eyes.
His first words when he opened his eyes after a week were:
“...Am I being attacked now?”
“yes?”
What does it mean to be overrun?
“ah.”
Isabella, who was looking around with her eyes wide open, was only then able to figure out what state they were in now.
A picture of O-jin, whose shirt he was wearing was violently torn, and himself standing on top of it.
It was a composition that could easily be mistaken for someone who did not know the context.
“Oh no! This is not like that! Of course, it is true that I want to attack Oh Jin, but I have been holding back well so far... No, what is important right now is this...” Oh Jin chuckled as he
looked at Isabella who was flustered and flustered by the sudden situation.
He half-raised his body from where he was lying down and gently hugged Isabella, who was sitting on top of him.
“I’m back.”
“....”
The word ‘return’ he said did not simply mean returning from the world of consciousness.
I knew it without even having to ask.
“...black.”
How...how desperately I have waited for this moment.
I survived each day with the vague belief that there would be no problem if it was a misdiagnosis.
“I... do you know how worried I was?”
Every day, my heart was burning black with worries about misdiagnosis.
at las.
It was the moment that put an end to that long wait.
“sorry.”
“Huhhhhhhh!!!”
Isabella, who usually tried to be as polite as possible in front of Ojin and appear as a noble noble lady, could not suppress the feeling of being overwhelmed at this moment.
He hugged Oh Jin with all his might and burst into tears as if he were a six-year-old child.
“Mr. Ohjin, Mr. Ohjin, Mr. Ohjin, Mr. Ohjin, Mr. Ohjin...!”
She repeated his name several times, overlapping her lips and tangling her tongue as if she wanted to feel him a little more deeply.
“haha.”
A long silver thread running between the tongue.
A blood-red glow shimmered in Isabella’s eyes as she looked at Ojin.
The eyes are like a hungry predator with a delicious prey in front of it.
Isabella swallowed and unbuttoned the top buttons of her shirt one by one.
The overflowing heart that could not be contained in a thin piece of cloth gradually revealed its overwhelming presence.
Isabella let out a sigh of relief and pressed Ojin’s chest and laid him back on the bed.
She licked her lips seductively and laid her body on top of Ojin.
“sorry. “I... I can’t stand it...”
“Hmm. “Did you get horny as soon as you reunited with Ojin?”
Isabella jumped up and turned her head in the direction the voice came from.
There was Cassia, with her arms crossed and glaring at her with snake-like ferocity.
“Huh, sister? “Uh, since when have you been watching?”
“From when you started crying like a three-year-old who lost his toy, telling you to go away?”
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“...Mr. Ojin?”Isabella stepped back with a pale, exhausted expression.
at that time.
Quang!
The door was opened roughly and Ha-eun, covered in tears, ran into the room.
“Oh come on!!!”
“...?”
“....”
A cold silence fell in the room.
Ha-eun walked towards Oh-jin as if she had no time to worry about the atmosphere.
“Oh, wait a minute!”
“Huh... black. “You bastard... do you know how much your sister was worried about you?”
Before Isabella had time to stop him, Ha-eun hugged Oh-jin.
Oh Jin tilted his head with an expression of incomprehension and looked at the woman who hugged him.
“who are you?”
Ha-eun’s eyes trembled.
“Surely you failed to regain your memories?”
no.
However, Isabella’s text clearly stated that ‘all of Ojin’s memories have returned.’
“Is this the ‘Ha-eun-unnie’ you mentioned, Bella?”
“Why...?”
Isabella trailed off as if she did not understand the current situation.
I remembered everything about everyone else, so why didn’t my memories of Ha-eun come back?
“So... you’re saying that only your memories of me haven’t returned?”
“yes. “I don’t know the reason for this, but I think it is.”
Looking back at the people in confusion, Ojin opened his mouth.
“When I escaped from Black Heaven, I made a ‘deal’ with Heavenly Demon.”
“...transaction?”
“I don’t remember who it was, but... he said he would help me get out of the Dark Heaven if I gave him the memory of that person.”
“....”
no way.
Is Ha-eun the ‘one person’ that Oh Jin spoke of?
“Then... Ojini, you...”
It was said that he escaped from the Black Heaven in exchange for handing over his memories to the Heavenly Demon.
Ha-eun’s eyes trembled.
How...how could this be?
“That’s a lie, isn’t it?”
“huh. “It’s a lie.”
“How could I just forget my sister... huh?”
What did this bastard just say?
“Hahahaha! “Ah, it’s been a while since I’ve been here, so I’m not good at managing my facial expressions.”
Ojin held his stomach and burst into laughter.
After understanding the situation, Ha-eun’s expression became fiercely distorted.
“Hey, this dog...! Ah-oh! Are you ready to play pranks like this? uh?!”
“I’m sorry, sister.”
“Hey! I! uh? Do you know how surprised I am?!”
“Ouch.”
Ha-eun pulled Oh-jin’s cheek with an angry expression.
but.
Oh-jin, who had been waiting for so long, woke up, but as soon as he woke up, he was playing a prank that didn’t work, so it would be natural for him to be as angry as fire.
“Let’s hear the reason? uh? “Did someone do something wrong?”
“No, nothing like that.”
“Then why? “Why did you do that?”
Because I didn’t want to see my sister cry today.
Oh Jin, swallowing the words that were about to escape his mouth, swept the area around Ha Eun’s eyes, which had already dried up, with his fingertips while he was getting angry.
“I’m back, sister.”
He hugged Ha-eun and overlapped their lips.
“You...”
Ha-eun, who was about to continue questioning the lie from earlier, quickly sighed deeply and shook her head.
“I really... I really can’t live.”
Her face, embracing Oh Jin, was filled with only bright smiles instead of tear stains.
* * *
“So what is that request?”
Ojin managed to ward off the dark clouds that were coming from all directions and glared at the Cheonma.
The look in his eyes was fierce, as if he was going to give me a thunderbolt if I made an impossible request.
Cheonma laughed bitterly as she saw such misanthropy.
“My sister. “Please don’t cry again in the future.”
“...under.”
A smile escaped Ojin’s lips.
Was that your last request, risking your life?
“Okay. I promise I will never make you cry from now on.”
“You’re not lying, are you?”
Ojin chuckled and likewise turned his back on Cheonma.
“Am I you?”
The sound of foolish laughter echoed through the dark clouds.
As if we had different fates.
The two Ojins head in opposite directions.
One towards the black sky.
One towards the shining starlight.
-complete-
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