159 – Nameless Relationship (1)
Not yet ten years old. I have run away from home. I don’t remember the reason. Anyway, I remember being very angry at the time.
The night walk, which started out with anger, gradually became mixed with excitement. Beneath the streetlight with no one around, the cold air, the small sound of insects and the smell of blades of grass. It was like seeing a time before the era of monsters that we only heard about in stories, and it was enough to fill a young child’s heart with romance and a sense of adventure.
With the child’s unique and infinite stamina, he could run as far as he could.
But it was a very stupid thing to do. For a child who had not yet learned all the evacuation instructions to go out at night without a guardian was tantamount to suicide.
Taking advantage of the magical girl’s lax control, a monster appeared on the streets.
The monster I first saw up close was very big and scary.
I stood there and cried without even thinking about running away.
When the crying subsided a little, there was no monster and there was a girl in front.
-Are you okay?
I remember her, her eyes shining so brightly that they seemed blinding. A strong and beautiful azure person. It looked like glass, but if you looked at it for a moment, it looked like rock. She was a mysterious person.
Funny enough, the first thing she said when looking at her was not gratitude like ‘Thank you’ or praise like ‘You’re amazing.’
How can that be achieved? She asked like that.
-Really? Ha ha ha! It would be nice if we could meet again in the future. Then, I could show you something good.
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Her words suddenly came true. When I was attacked by a monster again, you saved me like this time.
You smiled bitterly and led me to a place.
-If you have this, you won’t have anything to fear from monsters!
That’s how you boasted to me about the machine you made.
My eyes sparkled as I looked at you and your creation.
**
“f*ck you.”
I had a dream. Speaking of dreams, I didn’t know if I could still have something like that. When was the last time you had a dream? It’s so old that I don’t even remember it anymore.
“What are you doing, comrade?”
“I had a dream.”
When Jason asked, the archer shook his dizzy head and answered.
“That’s a good thing. Dreams are a collection of unconsciousness and consciousness. “Wouldn’t it be possible to realize memories and feelings that your comrades didn’t know about there?”
Jason was happy to hear that he had a dream. It seemed like he thought it was a clue to a purpose he didn’t know about.
“What the f*ck are you talking about… That’s not it. I told you before. “He said he started remembering old things after taking drugs.”
“Right?”
“It’s the same as what I saw then. “There are no clues or anything.”
“That’s a shame.”
Jason licked his lips as if he felt regretful.
“What a piece of sh*t….”
The archer placed his hand on his forehead and sighed deeply. The memories that emerged like a by-product of the starlight swirling around in my body were full of confusion.
Did you know the teacher? Or was it just this fragmentary encounter? What is that machine? Was this rusty piece of iron on my belt the machine?
It’s full of things you don’t know. It would be nice if I could see a little more memories.
“If you know the past, you will know your purpose….”
If there is a purpose, it is clear that there is a corresponding motivation. Past experiences will provide motivation for purpose.
But all you see is the scenery. It’s hard to know how I felt at the time. It felt like I was watching a first-person movie without any narration. Even his own voice is censored, making it difficult to even know what he said.
“You bullsh*t. “How do other monsters know their purpose when they have no memory of it?”
“Even if you say that… I don’t buy it or be part of the ‘other monsters’ like you, so I don’t know.”
“You were talking to yourself, you idiot!”
The archer shouted irritably for no reason.
“It’s getting worse these days. “If this continues, I will become mentally ill.”
Jason was equally frustrated. The archer has a clue, but he himself has no clue. I have no idea what his own purpose is.
“Then what should we do? Do you plan to work for Libra again and receive drugs as compensation?”
“I will never do that. Do you know how hard it is to endure that crazy pig sh*t? Besides, Gao is there. How can you get out and return right away?”
The archer’s mind was also firm. Even if I found out that I could activate my memories by acquiring additional starlight, I had no intention of working as a mercenary for Libra again.
It was a matter of efficiency before mindset.
Libra’s drug certainly contains a small amount of starlight. However, even the small amount is too small.
The memory activation due to the last dose is not a coincidence. After years of taking the drug, it’s just the last drop that has accumulated. Doing that again for another few years? There is no such thing as crazy or crazy.
By that time, I would have died from the side effects of the drug. The archer scratched his arm roughly.
“That’s right. Hey, didn’t you say you knew a monster who was like us before?”
I remember there was a guy who wanted to introduce me, saying he would definitely like it.
“Why are you suddenly curious about that?”
“Aren’t you the guy who had no purpose but found it? Then let’s ask that guy for his know-how. “Wouldn’t that be some kind of clue?”
Chuck, Archer gave a thumbs up.
“We are also recruiting him to our Hell Alliance.”
“Have you given up on that name yet?”
“Why? That’s cool. Oh, then do you want to be a Hell Alliance instead of a Hell Alliance?”
“The last letter is not the problem. “Why hell?”
When Jason asked the question as if it were absurd, the archer answered without hesitation.
“Because it’s so cool!”
“Okay… What did you expect?”
“If you really pursue meaning… It means being an ally of crazy people who don’t care if you lose your way and end up in hell! The end of this journey may be hell, but the courage to take one step forward…!”
“Isn’t it something that was added later?”
“Yes, I put it roughly.”
“Are you proud of something like that?”
Where did that poor naming sense come from? It must be innate. Jason hoped the name of his special move would be somewhat normal. Because special moves are one of the prides of monsters.
Jason himself did not have a specific name because his abilities were activated randomly each time, but he thought of a name in advance in case he was able to control his abilities later.
“What’s good? “Let me introduce you.”
Jason got up from the broken chair he was sitting on. This is one of the abandoned buildings common in Dark Matter.
The place where the archer was lying was a sofa with all its springs gone.
“But didn’t you already know?”
“Me?”
What are you talking about? When did you see such a monster? When the archer asked fiercely, Jason shook his head in confusion.
“Well, you’ll know when you meet. “Then I will move right away.”
A shimmering starlight enveloped Jason’s body. Then, the monster’s unique hideous appearance disappeared as if melting snow, and instead, the body of an adult male wearing sportswear appeared.
But his face had no facial features, and instead he was wrapped in white cloth, fluttering like a sail.
A technique of disguise for monsters to live among humans. Those with starlight can tell the difference, but ordinary people cannot.
“What are you doing? “Without disguise?”
“…Why the f*ck should I do that?”
“Because the place we are going is human society. Wouldn’t it be better to avoid unnecessary disputes?”
“Useup, I’m against that.”
The archer’s attitude is particularly suspicious.
“…I can’t disguise myself.”
“What?”
“f*ck you, I can’t change shape.”
He has the power to suppress most high-level monsters and was able to suppress even November, who was in a quasi-holy state, but even a monster like Jason can’t use his disguise?
Jason was genuinely puzzled.
“Then… What do you want to do?”
“…Hmm, I can’t help it. “Let’s act like a monster.”
In the end, there is only one way.
“Let’s raid at night.”
“It’s still mean. “I guess it’s because he’s an archer whose fighting style involves slapping back and forth from behind…”
“I’m a warrior, damn it!”
It was an empty sound that no one acknowledged.
**
“Where are you going to sleep?”
“Yes.”
Yun Seol-hwa nodded.
“You haven’t found a house yet, right?”
“…Yes.”
It is difficult to find a place as cheap as the last one. Even though the overall real estate market has been in a downward trend these days, it has been a pie in the sky for beggar Han Jae-joong.
Even A-class cities that were considered safe were invaded by monsters. From the attack on the Magical Girl Headquarters to the last water disaster. Many people must be shaking with anxiety and fear.
Even Jaejoong Han, who didn’t watch the news, could guess that much.
“Well, then… What… Are you going to do now?”
Yun Seol-hwa stammered and asked carefully. They have already committed kidnapping before. Even if it’s because of my conscience, I can’t say things like ‘Do you want to stay together?’
The best outcome is a request for help from Han Jaejoong. The moment he asks for it first, Seolhwa Yoon will act as if she will take out his liver and gallbladder.
Yun Seol-hwa calmed his pounding heart by endlessly praying for help to come out of his mouth. Even low blood pressure is cured now.
“I’m entrusting it to Ayun now.”
But unfortunately, no request for help came from his mouth.
“What, what?! “So, you’re staying at Ayun’s house together…?”
Could we live together? How enviable this is. Yun Seol-hwa chewed her lips.
“No, it’s not like that, I’m just going to sleep a little in the cafe’s overnight room.”
Luckily, there was a place to rest in the cafe. In reality, the space in the sleeping room that was not in use was quite large, so there was no problem staying there for a while.
“Are you okay? Isn’t it uncomfortable? If you sleep in a bad place, you could hurt your back… Jaejoong, just come to my house…”
“That’s not right.”
It was not Han Jaejoong who answered. It was Jo Ayun, who was frowning as if she was uncomfortable at the counter seat.
“How can I trust her older sister and her older brother?”
“Ah….”
“Ayun-ah.”
After the kidnapping incident, she was particularly sharp towards Yun Seol-hwa. Jaejoong Han scolded in a stern voice, but he hummed and snorted as if he was not listening.
“Why, did I say something wrong?”
Han Jaejoong had complicated feelings.
If you disappear later, you two will have to get along well. What if reconciliation doesn’t happen by then? I felt like I could understand how his father felt about leaving home, leaving behind sisters who fought frequently.
The fact that it is time-limited has not disappeared yet. He himself will die within a few years.
With mixed feelings, Han Jaejoong looked between Jo Ayun, who had her eyes wide open, and Yun Seolhwa, who had her head down.
