Theatrical Regression Life

Episode 118

Hong Gyeong-jun’s intuition was too vivid to be described as a simple feeling.

It whispers in his ear. Doesn’t that look suspicious? For some reason, that person resembles the criminal I was thinking of. It’s clear that the author is the person you were after. I guess it can’t be expressed through simple feelings of discomfort or harshness.

Unfortunately, those auditory hallucination-like intuitions got worse after coming to this world. It was shaped even more precisely and made Hong Gyeong-jun obsessive and anxious.

He felt that he wanted to oppress citizens who could walk on two feet and speak freely, following his intuition.

“….”

Also, wouldn’t Detective Hong Gyeong-jun have the right to do that?

‘Protect citizens according to the law.’

He had a duty to protect the weak.

Humans without minimum rules are nothing more than beasts.

By establishing a system and forming their own culture, humans have gained authority as human beings, and the law guides them to the minimum ethics they must adhere to. If this breaks down, humans will become like uncontrollable colts.

Therefore, Hong Gyeong-jun wanted to ensure that basic laws and rules were observed, even in a world where there was no system at all. In this lawless state, leaving it to human conscience will only cause chaos.

“Song In-myeong.”

“…why.”

“Can you help me get up, Mr. Kim Ki-jeong?”

Discipline is necessary for everyone.

“Oh well… it’s not difficult.”

“….”

“If you need help.”

Hong Gyeong-jun looked at student Song In-myeong, who was approaching Kim Ki-jeong with a frown. His calm gaze, which was extremely calm, followed him and stayed within the limit that was not unnatural.

In the end, the place where my eyes stopped was a corpse in a gruesome shape.

“….”

Did you say someone pushed you?

‘Although we had similar opinions.’

Hong Gyeong-jun’s intuition said so. This child was killed by someone, and that culprit was probably a grown man.

Also, his eyes grasped the same context. I couldn’t help but think about the angle and width of that wound. So, the most suspicious person would be the adult who was with the child.

Although Hong Gyeong-jun thought about asking the kindergarten teacher about it again, he couldn’t help but feel regret.

“…Jaeheon Lee, are you okay?”

It would be better if one of them was killed.

“…it’s okay.”

“It would be best to go back to the pavilion first. “Your condition looks very bad. I think it would be better for you to go and rest.”

“All right.”

If one of these crazy people who got on my nerves had killed me, I wouldn’t have been able to oppress them as I wanted. Wouldn’t it be possible to engrave discipline into the brains of a disorganized crowd?

Hong Gyeong-jun did not even realize that it was a radical delusion.

“I’d better go… get some rest.”

“That’s a great idea.”

Still, the reason I’m not putting it into practice is because I don’t have a reason to do it yet.

This was because the current situation was calmer than expected.

“Mr. Jeong In-ho, may I ask you to assist Mr. Lee Jae-heon?”

“Of course. “I tried to do it even if you didn’t say so.”

“okay.”

And Hong Gyeong-jun sensed that this unexpected peace probably started with Lee Jae-heon.

That poor guy. unfortunate. Since you spread affection everywhere without even knowing that you were being affectionate, you will definitely be the first to go crazy. Hong Gyeong-jun knew more closely than anyone else the words of the idiot who thought I was the most vicious person in the world. In the current situation, it was just Lee Jae-heon.

So Detective Hong Gyeong-jun had plenty of reasons not to be wary of that unfortunate person. Hong Gyeong-jun did not realize that the process leading to such a conclusion had been significantly omitted.

But even if that person eventually dies, he will be the first to die.

“Is there anything else you want to say?”

“…well.”

“As you can see, the manager seems to be in bad condition. “I think we should go quickly.”

“I think it should be so.”

Even if it turns into a half-monster with unintentional murderous intent. If you isolate that person, you isolate him. If you tie him up, you tie him up. It seemed like Hong Gyeong-jun would probably never be wary of Lee Jae-heon.

“Because it looks very difficult.”

“Is that so.”

Hong Gyeong-jun took a step back at the natural answer and round smile. I didn’t think there was a need to provoke further since it wasn’t clear who was and how harmful the person was. I mean everyone in this room.

He just hoped.

“…Can I move?”

May I not allow anyone to die.

I wish I could just stand here….

* * *

It was almost evening when Lee Jae-heon finally came to his senses.

‘What the fuck.’

It felt like it was the morning after I drank and watched the film. Of course, the film didn’t really stop and I was thinking, but it felt like it was literally just a stream of consciousness.

Jaeheon Lee acknowledged the dangers of the underworld.

‘I can’t believe I became this bastard just because a kid died.’

It was truly something that would have been worthy of being embarrassed to death. I couldn’t imagine how much he would make fun of his wife or other colleagues from his previous life if they saw him. I tried to keep my wits about me, but in the end, it ended up like this.

There may be a very complex reason for this, but at this point, I’m starting to get tired of thinking about it. Anyway, other than the settings made by Dr. Ha Seong-yoon, things happened within the scope of the table, so things should be resolved smoothly. Even if my mentality was right, I didn’t do anything more than that.

Lee Jae-heon nodded, sat down against the wall of the pavilion, and muttered softly.

“…I’m taking a break…”

No matter how sane he was, he couldn’t refuse to take a break at this point.

‘There’s a lot of labor to work with and the chicks are a little bigger, so… it’ll be okay.’

Besides, this game was a failure anyway. The reason Lee Jae-heon is maintaining his image and refining his plans now is because of the main character who remembers the time before his return, so I was confident that I wouldn’t worry too much if anything went wrong here unless it was related to that.

And at Lee Jae-heon’s words, Dr. Ha Seong-yoon suddenly stood up.

“Oh my god…! “It’s surprising that Director Lee Jae-heon is taking a break!”

“what?”

Another chick suddenly jumped up next to him in confusion.

“The manager said he would rest with his mouth! He said he would rest with his mouth!”

“What are you again?”

Finally, Noh Yeon-seok, with his eyes wide open, intervened.

“Uh, manager, are you really taking a break?”

“….”

“Wow, it’s been a long time since I heard that word.”

Lee Jae-heon was at a loss for words due to the incredibly bright and pure admiration.

That guy looks like a gangster, but he has a pretty clean soul. I remember Lee Jae-heon, in his current life, probably got even more excited about that kind of vague nonsense.

In the end, Jaeheon Lee was unable to hide his confusion with his distorted face.

“…What are these baby chicks….”

“…chicks?”

“Oh shit, not this.”

This snout of disaster.

Lee Jae-heon hit his mouth a couple of times with his fist and continued speaking.

“Are you kidding me? “Who are you kidding?”

“Isn’t this all karma?”

“No, Ha Seong-yoon. “How old are you?”

“First of all, you must be over 40, right? Teacher of the chick class?”

“It’s going to be hard to make a living, really.”

Seeing him like that, Ha Seong-yoon smiled and approached Lee Jae-heon. And Lee Jae-heon knew that every time the doctor smiled like that, something bad happened. Eat it up completely.

Ha Seong-yoon, who quietly came to the side and squatted down, swept Lee Jae-heon’s injuries here and there.

“My shoulder… was a lot better than I thought. The scratches are okay. Is it true that you haven’t been touching your neck lately? “The recovery is particularly slow.”

“…It’s been a while since I got hurt.”

“I don’t know if you are aware of the hurt you caused…”

Ha Seong-yoon’s unique soft voice reprimanded Lee Jae-heon.

“My legs are also feeling pretty good. “You are recovering very quickly.”

“The doctor says your side looks perfectly fine.”

“At least he’s in better shape than you. At least I couldn’t see any bones.”

“You have a knack for leaving me speechless.”

“That’s right.”

His hand touched Lee Jae-heon’s forearm.

“…Why doesn’t this show any signs of recovery?”

“….”

“And your wrist too.”

It was a wound inflicted by Lee Jae-heon himself before entering the secret world.

Ha Seong-yoon’s eyes reflexively scanned the surroundings at his words, but fortunately, the survivors were concentrating on their own tasks and were not looking at Lee Jae-heon. Kwon Yeon-hee and Noh Yeon-seok, who had dared to make fun of him just now, seemed to be busy talking among themselves.

However, Lee Jae-heon, who found it almost impossible to think rationally, could not hide the wariness in his eyes, and the doctor who saw it let out a low laugh, wondering what was so funny.

“…It looks like the wounds are still the same as before entering the other world.”

It seemed both good and bad.

“Can I ask you an impolite question?”

“Come now?”

“He is like that too.”

His scarred fingers smoothed over the dark red bandages.

“Why did you do that?”

“….”

Lee Jae-heon understood those words, but could not answer right away.

Choosing words and wearing a mask was a daily routine for Lee Jae-heon. Nevertheless, he was extremely tired and quickly became exhausted, so he gave up thinking and opened his mouth.

“I needed confirmation.”

“which?”

“For example…”

He tilted his head.

“How great the pain I feel.”

Certainly, my current body had more sensitive sensations than my previous body.

In the past, even if the belly skin was torn and the contents spilled out, it would be okay if I took a deep breath, but now my soft body was crying out for injury several times. I didn’t like that recovery was so slow.

Lee Jae-heon answered with his own sincerity and was confident that Ha Seong-yoon would create the setting on his own. Because he had the imagination to pull Lee Jae-heon from his past life out of the quiet man.

“You don’t blame that person?”

More than anything, I had too much strength to think about it any more.

“…Because he’s not even there to blame.”

“What is that ‘spot’?”

“You can think whatever you want, that much.”

Ha Seong-yoon smiled and said to him who answered according to the stream of consciousness.

“Then can I ask one more thing?”

He asked without hearing an answer.

“Have you ever had your throat ripped out?”

“….”

“My eyes were ripped out by centipede-like teeth. My legs are broken. “My whole body is on fire and I’m somewhere between burning and melting and dying… like that.”

“….”

“Like that.”

Laugh.

“Have you ever died?”

The answer was fixed.

“…It looks like you had a nightmare.”

Jaeheon Lee couldn’t pretend to know.

That was an unchanging fact.

* * *

I got some strange looks.