CH 2

Come back

Korea Awakening Administration.

Choi Soo-young, who was rummaging through a file received from the information management room, frowned.

Boss. Is this reliable data?"

right.

"I can't do this ."

What? What is it?

Choi Soo-young bit her lip.

"There was definitely a special feeling."

"How do you feel?"

"Your eyes are clear ."

The manager grinned.

a look? Uh-huh, Sooyoung-san."

no! I don't feel that way... ."

"Heh, how do you feel?"

"Ah, that's it."

Choi Soo-young frowned as she looked at the data.

"Is this measured correctly? It's almost F-class, right?

right. A rare F-class returnee."

The F-Class had too little ability to come back to life in another dimension, where the Earth and the environment were different. A grade that suits selection and death rather than return after survival.

"That's lucky. The name line is innate."

"Hmm. I will tell you this."

"Do this yourself? Why?"

"Why, what! Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Heh, what's going on?"

There's definitely something odd about it. It's not what the manager thinks.

"Okay! I am going."

Sooyoung grabbed the papers and disappeared across the hallway.

The manager grinned.

"It's a good time. It's a good time."

Rating the Awoken by the measured energy.

Maybe it doesn't matter if it's an F-class or an A-class.

"After all, it's a good thing to see as a person."

Because that guy is pretty handsome.

*

A full day has passed since the lights in the counseling room were turned on.

The story that started in the afternoon turned into evening and continued even after breakfast passed through the dawn.

In front of the door, there were a lot of Chinese food bowls and ttukbaegi bowls piled up. There is only one cold coffee cup on the table.

'Is it the twelfth?'

Kim Seong-guk raised his eyelids to close.

I need sleep. Listening is no longer counseling.

this is torture

It is the first time among the counseling cases that people talk like this.

"Come on, wait a minute."

Huh? Is it time to eat already? The sundae soup I ate yesterday was delicious."

Kim Seong-guk shook his head.

After all, it's because you're young, you have good stamina.

"Huh, I lost."

"What do you lose? I didn't even fight.

"Heh heh, I'll listen to the story again next time."

Why? I've only done a little."

The man looked genuinely regretful.

"I need a break. As you can see, I am old."

"Are you younger than me?"

"Heh heh heh, if what you say is true, then I should call you hyung."

He must have been over a thousand years old.

Of course, I didn't believe that.

It's very common to meet a counselor who is locked up and believes in a fictional story.

The young man in front of him appears to be only in his early 20s.

"You don't believe it?"

"No. Regardless of age, fitness is relative. I need a break. I can't focus on the story anymore. Isn't this the only way to disrespect the storyteller?

The man scratched his chin and shook his head.

"You sure look weak. Good. Let's talk again tomorrow.

Kim Jung-kook smiled broadly.

"Heh heh, thank you for understanding. I will let you know as soon as the next consultation schedule is set."

Good. And make it easy for you too."

Huh?

"Did you decide to be friends?"

We shared food together and shared memories of the past.

As with his animal friends, he opened his heart with Kim Jung-guk.

Kim Jung-kook smiled warmly.

No matter how you talk, having a conversation with a counselor without walls of mind is a good sign.

'I will make you well.'

It's an odd case.

It is presumed that the imaginary story was mistaken for direct experience due to extreme stress.

A person trapped in a vastly decorated world.

"Everyone has their own way of having a conversation. See you next time."

"Yeah, then."

As the man closed the door and left, Kim Jung-guk sighed heavily.

"Uh-huh, with that imagination, I can be successful as a writer."

The adventure story the man released was not only long, but detailed.

He shook his head and lay down on the sofa.

*

The man returned to the hospital room and sat down waiting for the hospital meal to be served at lunch.

"It was a really long conversation."

It was lonely.

He has been alone for over hundreds of years, and all the words he spit out are his own words.

Conversations with other people, not monologues, could not have been so enjoyable and enjoyable.

"I'm happy."

Thousands of years if not. No, it would have been longer than that, but it seems that the evolution of the language has not taken place.

And the development of scientific civilization was also sluggish, and he did not feel any difference from the appearance of the civilization he remembered.

It didn't seem like it would be difficult to get used to.

"It would be fun."

That is the reason for returning.

Being alone as a lonely species gave me loneliness more than loneliness. The nostalgia of civilization was too great.

kin like yourself. The longing for the person itself was considerable.

"How old am I?"

I think I've lived that much longer even after 500 years... .

I didn't count, so I don't know the exact time.

The man defined himself.

Well. just a thousand years. I am 1001 years old."

it doesn't mean anything It's my first year back on Earth.

He is a person from the distant past here on Earth.

As a foreigner, I will just watch and enjoy and live.

"I'm going to breed a little like the wolves."

So gradually the crowds form... .

Yes? What is reproduction?"

Choi Soo-young opened the door of the hospital room and entered.

The man tilted his head.

"Yellow hair. Are you familiar?"

"I brought you here."

okay?

"No, but when did you say you saw it? Yes?

Wherever Choi Soo-young goes, it's not easy to get caught up in it, but this man's arrogance was not too bad.

"You do it too."

"Sheesh."

Choi Soo-young pursed her lips and held out a document.

What?

"Sign down there. I agree to fingerprint inquiry and personal information reading. Oh, I also measured dimensional energy."

As I stared at him, Choi Soo-young further said.

"When I was faint, I checked everything and the results came out already. It's a formality, so I just sign it."

I shrugged and grabbed my pen.

A man's eyes are sore

"I've been using it for a long time."

Considering the fact that just a few days ago, I was writing on a rock with stones, I am deeply moved.

I drew a line with a ballpoint pen.

"No, you have to sign, so why are you drawing? Write your name."

I do not remember.

Yes?

"I am a person from a thousand years ago. I forgot to live."

Choi Soo-young snorted.

"What kind of Joseon Dynasty are you? No, are you Korean?"

Huh?

Sigh ."

Choi Soo-young touched her forehead.

Varies, really.

Was the appearance right after passing through the portal an illusion? Did something illuminate the predator's aura?

'Is it just me?'

In a good way, he is a patient suffering from post-traumatic stress disorder, in a bad way he is a madman.

'Is this really an illusion?'

There were no eyes that gave off a dangerous atmosphere. Now that I think about it, I'm not even sure about that feeling.

"I don't see any need to build a new one. Park Soo-ho."

Huh?

He handed over the other files that Choi Soo-young was carrying.

What is this?

"This is my profile."

Suho turned over the documents.

"Do you know the writing?"

"Fortunately, I remember."

A picture of himself is printed on the top of the paper, and personal information such as name and resident registration number is piled up next to it.

The record of going through elementary, middle and high school to university has been cut off.

"Disappeared in 2015?"

Yeah. Yes. Then he disappeared and came out of the portal yesterday."

"Is this the 3000s?"

"Ugh, it's 2025."

Huh?

man . Park Soo-ho pressed his temples firmly to see if he had a headache.

"What have you been doing for 10 years? no no.

Sooyoung Choi changed the question. That's not what you want to know.

The hidden extraordinary of this man.

The reality of the chill I felt at that time.

"Is it regular?"

What is it?

"Did you learn anything different there? Whether it's martial arts, or magic, or magic."

"No."

"Are you just a dungeon returner?"

The lowest level among the returnees. Suddenly, another question arises.

No matter how much a dungeon returner rolls around for 10 years, shouldn't he break away from the F grade?

"How many monsters did you hunt before returning, so you're still F? Did you just run away?"

monster?

Suho tilted his head.

I can't understand what Choi Soo-young is saying.

"You don't know the monster?"

Choi Soo-young picked up her phone and handed over several monster pictures that appeared on the screen.

"It's the first time I've seen them all."

Sooyoung sighed in frustration at Suho's reaction.

'You're mistaken.'

By killing monsters, their dimensional energy is taken away, and the Awakened themselves are strengthened.

It seems that the man in front of him somehow survived in a peaceful dimension without monsters, and luckily got a hearthstone and returned to Earth.

This is one, whether you're lucky or not.

Interest quickly faded.

"Hey, see you next time."

I turned around with a clichéd greeting, but I thought I would never see you again. Because the world they live in is different from the F-Class Awakened.

"Would you like to make some medicine?"

He said he wasn't in good shape, so it seems that he had a problem with his sense of humor. You make all these stupid misconceptions.

Suho, who was left alone, handed over the documents again with a flash of thought.

family ."

I was giving up on everything.

I thought that even if I returned to Earth, my family and neighbors would all be gone.

I had more extreme thoughts.

I was worried about what would happen if the human race was annihilated after returning to Earth.

it was some kind of rain

"10 years. It's only 10 years."

not a foreigner

He returned to the society he was in.

I found my father's and mother's names in the profile. And despaired.

Dead ."

The hope that had risen like fire was scattered like ashes.

His gaze stopped beneath him.

"Park Jun-ho ."

brother is alive

How do I find it?

it's cumbersome

He was a king in the forest, but on earth he is just a social misfit.

With the profile in hand, Suho's steps returned to Earth and headed towards the first friend he had met.

*

"Oh, patient. You can't go in on your own."

I shook off the nurse's reluctance and opened the door.

Tickle!

Suho called his friend who was drooping on the sofa.

"Kim Jeong-guk."

At Suho's call, the nurse raised her axe.

"Patient! Be careful. What are you talking about to the professor?"

Professor Kim Jeong-guk, who woke up from the noise, shook his heavy head.

"What's going on?"

Sorry. Teacher. I will call the guard and take action."

Suho stopped the nurse and sat down on the sofa across from Kim Seong-guk.

"I need help."

Kim Seong-guk bit the nurse at Suho's desperate eyes.

"Oh nurse, just leave."

I looked at my watch and slept for about 30 minutes.

The fatigue has recovered quite a bit even from a nap.

"What help?"

Suho turned over his crumpled profile.

"I thought I came back a thousand years, but it's only been 10 years."

Kim Jung-guk, who looked at the profile, nodded.

It seemed that the patient was confused by the irrefutable truth.

"Let the excitement go away."

Suho meekly acknowledged Kim Jung-guk's words.

"You acted hastily. All right, I'm ready.

Kim Jung-guk was amazed at the calming new color for a moment and said.

"Park Soo-ho. this is the truth Isn't it like this? This is your past."

Know.

Kim Jung-guk's eyes became strange at the quick recognition.

In just one day, the treatment has made considerable progress.

Now, all you have to do is get out of the false world... .

"It's confusing, but what you've been through is kind of ."

"It's not urgent. If it's an adventure story, I'll tell you next time.

Huh?

"My brother is alive. How do I find it?"

"Ah, the hospital will call the family. I want you to come back soon."

Kim Jung-kook smiled as if not to worry.

Seeing that, the urgency on Suho's face went away.

When I had more time, I realized that I had made a mistake.

"It was definitely rude. I'm sorry for interrupting your break.

This is Kim Jung-guk's realm.

No matter how close they are, it is rude to break into someone's territory without permission.

If he had been a warlike fellow among the forest animals, he would have already fought a duel.

"Heh heh, no. Please calm down and go back to the hospital to rest."

"You are definitely a good person."

Kim Jung-guk laughed at Suho's crude compliment. As a psychologist, isn't this the most rewarding moment?

When the counselor is trustworthy.

"You say everything."

Suho went back to the hospital room and waited patiently.

A day later, the nurse brought her brother's news.

"I can't get in touch with my brother."

"What do you mean?"

"Literally. Don't pick up the phone. We keep trying, so please be patient."

Suho waited.

After waiting for another day, Suho left the hospital room.