CH 615

Chapter 615 Birthday Gifts

Han Yu-jin's head touched Han Yoo-hyun's chest, who called herself a fake. Blood-soaked hands and arms grabbed the body as it slides down. Carefully, most preciously, hugged. Blood that wets the arms and legs, and the floor that was stretched without strength.

The wound on the back of his hand was light, but a panic as if he had stabbed a sweet skewer arose, and Han Yoo-hyun vomited out of his breath. There were only two breaths in his ears. The sound of breathing calmly subsided, and the gasp that seemed to be cut off at any moment.

Han Yoo-hyun slowly blinked. My brother died. Shortly after he suffered a fatal injury, he stopped breathing. His keen senses and all the senses of his whole body clearly conveyed Han Yu-jin's death. Nevertheless, Han Yoo-hyun has not yet accepted it.

" you are.

It was the same who murdered his brother. The reluctance to put the same being in front of me was disgustingly inside. Not only that, but that kind touch and the only affectionate look were all of Han Yoo-hyun. Han Yoo-hyun's thing that can never harm Han Yu-jin.

Han Yoo-hyun does not kill Han Yu-jin. Even if Han Yoo-hyun kills Han Yu-jin, there is no way he will be safe.

" Give it back."

So Han Yu-jin is alive. Or you can survive. Han Yoo-hyun pulled out the sword that was piercing her leg. The fire property resistance near the wound was instantly lowered to stop bleeding from fire. All of those actions took place in an instant, and almost at the same time, Han Yoo-hyun bounced toward the same existence as herself.

His darkened eyes looked at the same, but even younger being as he was. While holding his brother's body in his arms, his body twisted to the side and swung his long legs toward Han Yoo-hyun, who struck him. It didn't even seem like it had a lot of power. Han Yujin's sagging body hardly wobbled. At the tip of the toe that stretched out so lightly.

Poop!

Han Yoo-hyun's body, who was hit directly without avoiding it, rolled the floor. Before Han Yoo-hyun could get up properly, he stood right in front of him. Suddenly, the sword in his hand pierced Han Yoo-hyun's fine leg, and the foot lifted it relentlessly trampling his shoulder. The floor sits firmly. Shattered wood fragments are engulfed in a rising flame and scattered as ash.

The difference in physical abilities was stark. No S-Class hunter, even the S-class Han Yoo-hyun knows, could not compare with Han Yoo-hyun in front of her. Therefore, I tried to bring down the power of Yrin.

" Erin?"

The spirit of fire was very embarrassed and didn't know what to do. Meanwhile, Han Yoo-hyun's body was roughly kicked again. The body flew defenselessly and fell into the wall at the end of the spacious living room. The stone wall cracks and the whole house shakes. Even though it was specially built as Riet's villa, it was struggling with a simple collision.

"I-Lin."

Lee Rin wandered around in front of Han Yoo-hyun, who had fallen in a quiet call. Han Yoo-hyun raised her upper body with a hard time, vomiting blood and cool luck. A cold voice continued as he looked at it.

"As a spirit of fire, I would be considered a more deserving contractor."

what ."

"A stronger and purer fire."

It was incredibly indifferent to believe that his two eyes were directed toward the same existence as himself. There was no anger or aversion to the threatened uniqueness.

"You are distracted."

Erin, who was spinning around, hesitated, and then approached the original owner. However, it may have been difficult to completely lift one side, so it soaks into the skin and falls asleep. Han Yoo-hyun spit blood again. There was a faint poison in the blood. Han Yoo-hyun's finger scratched the floor, feeling paralyzed.

"Give me brother."

"I don't even know that my brother is dying."

His black eyes with reddish tinge widened.

"Because I sold my eyes to something other than my brother."

" no.

It has never happened until now or in the future.

"Except for brother, it doesn't matter if everything disappears. There is always only one person I see."

Han Yoo-hyun's world itself is Han Yu-jin. Han Yu-jin was born by Han Yu-jin to embrace the feelings with the interest in others. But how on earth can I completely look at someone other than Han Yu-jin? Han Yoo-hyun's feelings themselves are Han Yu-jin.

"If you, me. You must know!"

The flames arose. However, the dark blue fire was swallowed up by the black fire that was born with Han Yoo-hyun's blood. The poison is weak against fire. However, the poison that was born from the fire continued to penetrate Han Yoo-hyun's body with no room to stop. Cool luck, the blood he spit out again was darker.

"To me, only my brother ."

"Han Yoo-hyun."

The footsteps approached Han Yoo-hyun's front and stopped.

"You want to be loved by your brother."

His hand that was scratching the floor inadvertently clenched his fist. The black eyes looked around. The sofa was shattered, but the table was fine. The food on it and the Christmas cake too.

"We should have given up on his brother completely."

It was a dry and dry voice.

"No, it's the result. Even you are increasingly putting yourself in front of you. How did you think about showing your brother in front of other hunters?"

" I ."

"I want to be with my brother. Because my brother wants it. And.

puck. Han Yoo-hyun's body, who was barely raising his upper body, was kicked again and collapsed without a pulse.

"I'm afraid my brother hates it. me. Because I don't want to be hated, I want to be loved."

" ."

Han Yoo-hyun's tooth was clenched. A suggestion of young chaos suddenly emerged. He couldn't give up his brother's side. He cried and clung to his own desires.

"Han Yoo-hyun changed while accepting his brother, and Han Yoo-hyun was abandoned when he left his brother."

That was the meaning of giving up one's world.

"But you are holding your brother. Your greedy. As you said, other things don't matter. Except for you. In the end, you accepted yourself, which you had abandoned, and put yourself ahead of your brother."

" no!

I have never been like that. It couldn't be. Han Yoo-hyun tried to get up somehow. However, the wounded leg did not budge as if completely paralyzed.

"I, always, my brother--"

"If so, you should have hidden it. I should have kept it at all costs. Before my brother's body was shaved and shaved, and he could not live for less than a month."

" !!"

one month. Han Yoo-hyun's breath stopped momentarily. After a long time, the breath I barely vomited was mixed with repressed crying. After Han Yujin returned to his side, things quickly came to mind. After his brother hugged him, he was strangely excited. But then, I was still trying to hide my brother.

My brother wasn't weak. There were times when I got much stronger than that. He always returned to his side, understood his essence, and accepted him tenderly. Han Yoo-hyun's world, who was crouching because he thought it was a small round fish tank, felt like a large lake and sea.

Obviously it was, but even though it was.

" I did it wrong."

In the end.

It's my fault ."

Tears flowing down mixed with blood. Han Yoohyun crawled the floor without knowing what to do. There was nothing I could do other than praying for my brother to return. No, does he deserve it? The time so far collapsed at once and struck Han Yoo-hyun. The whole body was pressed heavily, and the heart was twisted.

"Shut up and listen."

A cold voice fell. Han Yoo-hyun raised his head and looked up. It looked blurry in front of my eyes.

"Three lives were left in the system connected to my brother. It's not the system here, it's a trace of the past, but it's connected at the time that the system was applied the moment he died. The condition of the body also went back to that time."

Japanese dungeon. Han Yoo-hyun's wet eyes shook.

"The mana engraving and the manastone remain the same, but all the damage suffered from then to now has disappeared. It's not just recovery, it's clean."

" then.

"But not twice."

A little bit of strength went into the arms holding Han Yu-jin preciously.

"Three lives are consumed and I can't do the same thing again. It was only possible at that moment."

The moment when "Han Yoo-hyun," who had left the realm of the system, was able to completely draw into this world. The day to bless the birth of Han Yoo-hyun, who came to recognize Han Yoo-hyun, who was twenty-five years old, who did not exist.

As the future and the past, it was possible to rewind the time of the system for a very short time and apply it to Han Yu-jin. But now the system recognized and accepted him. The same twist could no longer be produced.

"So do it right."

Never lose it again.

"You won't be able to remember what's happening right now."

Han Yu-jin's body was gently lowered onto the single sofa that remained unharmed. The face was not visible because he turned his back, but Han Yoo-hyun could clearly guess the expression he was making. A face filled with love, deep longing and sadness. The deepest emotion that Han Yoo-hyun can bring out is his young eyes.

It's better not to remember.

Leaving Han Yu-jin, he stepped back.

"I should have done that from the beginning."

However, unlike Han Yoo-hyun's words and actions, he did not completely give up.

"Even now, throw away your greed."

He disappeared without even looking back at Han Yoo-hyun. At the same time, a faint breath was heard. Small but even, stable breathing.

" brother!

Han Yoo-hyun approached Han Yu-jin, dragging her immobile legs. I felt the warmth with the sound of my breath. Han Yoo-hyun hugged his brother while swallowing crying. My heart beats fast as if torn. Poison resistance takes effect and the paralyzed body moves properly.

" Ugh, Ugh."

Insanely intense relief, as if melting hot joy. Han Yoo-hyun gasped in an emotion pouring like a waterfall. It wasn't just joy. Regret, anger, despair, sadness. All kinds of emotions are mixed and stained, and the whole body is ripped off.

Han Yoo-hyun's eyes contained Han Yu-jin's face without consciousness. I was happy and painful.

" brother.

Clear senses that would not have been felt if it were not for Han Yu-jin. Han Yoo-hyun would not have known the suffering if he had not finally known Han Yu-jin's love. The moment I learned the warmth of this hand, the coldness beyond it also struck me.

The coldest warmth in the world.

If I had been immersed in the deep sea where nothing felt, it would have been just quiet. But now I could never go back. Even if unfamiliar air tears the lungs, the cold and hot wind scratches the body, and the protruding stones and branches split the skin. Except for climbing up the gentle sunny hills, burying your face in the soft grass, and exhaling your last breath.

" I, brother."

I don't know what to do, but one thing was clear. Now Han Yoo-hyun could never give up. The brother who came to him again, hugged him, and accepted everything. I couldn't miss it again, even if the day came when I cried the floor again and rained with regret.

Han Yoo-hyun moved while trembling in suffering. He burned blood and changed Han Yujin's clothes. The wounds Han Yu-jin had had disappeared without a trace. After going up to the bedroom and laying Han Yujin down, he took out the potion and even healed his wounds.

And I looked at Han Yu-jin for a while. He stood and looked, looked at him, and then carefully laid his body next to him. My face continued to wet as if my tear glands were broken.

" Yoohyuna."

A blurry voice was heard clearly in the silent cry. Han Yu-jin looked up at Han Yoo-hyun, who was causing her upper body, with hazy eyes. He is still unconscious, but when he sees his crying younger brother, he quickly looks worried.

" OK.

What happened. Han Yu-jin struggled to search her memory. While trying to eat a birthday cake, did he fall down? You must have been very surprised.

OK.

" no. It's not okay."

"It will be okay, now."

Han Yu-jin stretched out one arm, saying to lie down. Han Yoo-hyun lay next to his brother again. Han Yu-jin's hand patted him.

" Brother, I'm sorry."

"What, I'm sorry."

Han Yu-jin slowly closed and opened her eyes to see if her consciousness was blurring. Then he raised the tip of his lips and smiled gently.

"I, Yoohyun. It's been really nice these days."

" brother?

"Yes, good. I So, it's okay if you are different."

Han Yujin blinked again.

"It's okay to say that only hyung is good. Others may look weird... If that's you, Yoohyun, if you're honest, that's enough. I like that brother too. But ."

nevertheless. Han Yu-jin said, frowning a little with her eyebrows.

"Only one. I hope Yoohyun likes you a lot. I wish I liked you more than my brother. Or, at least as much as your brother."

" I, brother."

"So these days, it looks good. I was greedy for my brother again today. No, it can't be called greed... ."

Han Yu-jin's hand gently stroked his younger brother's head. His eyes were almost closed. His voice was also small enough to be barely heard.

"If Yoohyun wants you, really much. You can care less. OK. You don't have to be just a good brother."

There was a faint sound of laughter.

"Santa does not give gifts to bad children. I will give you. Always, always."

" If my brother gives it to me, I can do it."

okay. You can be stubborn. Sometimes it can get worse. Until now, a very good brother, I mean."

Han Yujin completely closed her eyes. Han Yoo-hyun also closed his eyes in his brother's hand. Again, I couldn't give up. Even if he himself blames him, this time.

Han Yoo-hyun opened his eyes. It was an endlessly spacious garden. Then, without hesitation, the pulled sword aimed at its own neck. Just before the tip of the sword pierces the neck.

[Not yet.]

A swarm of butterflies wrapped the sword. The sword disappeared as if melting, and one of the butterflies fluttered around Han Yoo-hyun.

[You were able to extend Han Yujin's lifespan as desired. So this time you have to bring me what I want]

Han Yoo-hyun looked at the butterfly silently.

"I will disappear soon anyway."

[You don't have to wait long. As the white bird said, it will come out soon. Until then, let's sleep a little longer.]

Han Yoo-hyun's eyes closed and fell on the soft grass. The group of butterflies shook like a dance and disappeared.

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