CH 12

“Actually, that’s the clothes I wore in my freshman year of high school.”

“… In your first year of high school?”

“Yes.”

“How tall are you right now?”

“Probably one hundred and ninety…”

“Wait.”

I cut off an incredibly terrifying number that was about to come out of his mouth.

“Stop talking.”

“…Yes.”

So, how many centimeters are you from me? There was a reason why I had to look up from the first time I met him. No wonder my neck hurts whenever we meet.

‘No, let’s stop thinking about it.’

Even if you’re the novel’s main character, I have to say that.

Come to think of it, there was a description that the main character, Kang Si-hoo, was also taller than 190cm. I remember that even though he is the opposite of Baek Tae-beom’s image, he was the same height as him.

You get all the height yourself.

“Hyung, please sit down. Are you hungry?”

“I’m not hungry.”

I spoke calmly and walked around the room. Baek Tae-beom followed me with a look of restlessness and asked me this and that. It felt like a dog following its owner, and I swallowed the laughter that was about to pop out of me.

“How about hot tea? Do you want some snacks?”

“I’m fine.”

“Then, shall we go out and buy something? Is there anything you want to eat?”

I went inside the room and looked at the bed. On the bed, cute dolls were arranged in a row and stood like soldiers.

“Can I sit down?”

“Ah, yes. Please sit.”

As I sat down on the bed, Baek Tae-beom stood in front of me and looked down at me. He was so tall that I had to tilt my head and look up, and it felt like my neck was going to break. His smooth jawline, protruding neckline, and hands and feet are all big enough to cover me.

The veins on his neck are also noticeably clear and pretty.

I don’t think I’d ever get tired of looking at him, but now was not the time to admire and praise his appearance. I have to talk to him about the battle with Lee Myung-won.

“How was it?”

“Yes?”

“That guy, Lee Myung-won.”

Baek Tae-beom, who questioned my sudden words, blinked as he quietly listened to the voice that followed. For a moment, it seemed like his thought circuit stopped like that, but then he murmured in a deep voice.

“Hyung….”

“Hm?”

“No, I think he’s a good person. Are you going to contact him?”

“You should save his contact information just in case you don’t know. But, the two had a strange atmosphere. What happened?”

Baek Tae-beom replied with a smile.

“Nothing happened. We just talked.

“Talk?”

“Yes. Ah, Hyung. Your hair isn’t dry yet.”

Baek Tae-beom blatantly changed the subject and sat next to me. The bed naturally tilted over to his side. And guilelessly, my breath was closer.

“Will you turn a little to the side? I’ll dry your hair.”

“It’s okay.”

“Hyung, you will get a cold.”

Baek Tae-beom took the towel from my hand and dabbed the water off my hair. The form of drying hair by pressing it with a soft cloth felt quite familiar. His fingertips grazed my ears.

Come to think of it, Baek Tae-beom had a lot of calluses on his hands. Maybe it’s because he’s been working part-time ever since he was little to pay for his brother’s hospital bills.

The back of my neck felt prickly. Baek Tae-beom’s breath seemed to reach me. A slightly warmer than usual, yet calming breath.

What is Baek Tae-beom thinking?

[Your contractor expresses his affection.]

“…Beom-ah.”

“Yes, Hyung.”

Without saying anything, I grabbed Baek Tae-beom’s hand and lowered it. It’s so cute to see him with his eyes wide open. Like an obedient puppy, with soft curved eyes and raised cheeks. I felt my hand touching his tingling as if it was burning.

Letting go of his hand, I hurriedly stood up.

“I have to go.”

“Huh? Already?”

“I owe you one. I’ll be heading out.”

I roughly brushed off my wet hair and tried to leave, but Baek Tae-beom caught me.

“Hyung, the clothes.”

“Ah. You can take them….”

“No. I’ll wash them and return them to you.”

Baek Tae-beom smiled softly and replied.

“Then, see you again next time.”

“…….”

How could you refuse a man who speaks so affectionately with that handsome face? I nodded my head roughly and left the house, leaving Baek Tae-beom behind. And as soon as I found a suitable alleyway, I moved to <Soul’s Sanctuary>, and threw myself on the mattress in front of me. I buried my face in the duvet.

I’m strangely exhausted.

When I glanced at the back of my hand, I saw that the wound had already healed with no trace. I slowly clenched my fists and stared foolishly at the ceiling. An unmistakably white ceiling.

I did not have anything.

[The constellation, ‘One Who Knows The End’ is synchronized with the body.]

“This is not the time.”

I got up and saved the number on the business card Lee Myung-won gave me to my phone. I saved his name as [☆Lee Myung-won☆] conspicuously just in case I ever needed to contact him during an emergency.

In the novel, Lee Myung-won was nothing more than a simple assistant, but to me now, Lee Myung-won’s existence was worth more than just an assistant.

I was also planning to use Lee Myung-won for the ‘Baek Tae-beom Rehabilitation Project.’ The relationship between the two didn’t seem bad, so if I call him when it’s important, he might be able to help.

For example, when it’s time for that damn Yoo Jin-woo gang to come back.

I laid down and thought about this and that. I might have fallen asleep if not for the strange noise that kept occurring.

“…What is that?”

The monotonous sound grew louder and louder. It’s like someone was knocking on the door with the back of their hand.

And a notification window popped up in front of me.

[Someone wants to visit your soul.]

[Do you want to let them in?

( Yes / No )]

“What’s this?”

I couldn’t help but be confused. Would anyone even want to visit this place? In this place where all I have is a cramped room and shabby furniture?

I thought maybe it was Baek Tae-beom, but I shook my head. Baek Tae-beom does not know that such a space exists, nor does he know that I am his constellation.

Several thoughts ran through my mind. Was there anything like this in the novel? The answer was no. Because the contents of a constellation’s point of view did not appear in the novel.

After hesitating, I finally agreed. I believe that no matter what it is, it won’t do any harm.

And.

Cracks started appearing.

The brilliant gold tore through the walls. As if the walls were made of paper. Traces of high-flying arrows poured down, wrapped in light. And I felt my heart pounding like crazy. The feeling of blood rushing through my veins endlessly, as if the whole body was about to collapse.

[The constellation, ‘One Who Knows The End’ is synchronized with the body.]

I thought our eyes met.

No, is that the eye?

“Ugh….”

[The constellation, ‘One Who Knows The End’ is synchronized with the body.]

I exhaled as I gasped for air. A stream of blood ran down my lips. My field of vision was blurred, and something was boiling from inside. The pain felt as if a hand was digging into my intestines and squeezing my heart. But eventually, my body cools down.

“Oh my.”

Someone whispered. Even the voice was so sacred that I couldn’t raise my head. Just before I lost my clouded mind, I felt a little warmth.

And I was completely out of breath.

“Heuk, you crazy… Just now….”

It was as if I’d reached the threshold of death. I was stunned. It was even difficult to hold my body down, so I scarcely raised my head with my hand on my stomach. The blood dripping from my lips was unrealistic. I remembered that an unknown fear had dominated my body.

“I’m sorry about this. I didn’t expect your soul to be this small.”

I couldn’t help but stare stupidly at what was in front of me. The other party spoke calmly.

“But you really… You really are a human and a constellation. If I hadn’t seen it with my own two eyes, I wouldn’t have believed it.”

“…….”

“With that little body, you have this soul… What are you doing now?”

It was a doll. A talking doll. A little doll with gorgeous golden hair dressed like an ancient Greek god was babbling in front of me. When I grabbed the back of its clothes and lifted it up, he stamped his feet three times and struggled.

“Put it down! How dare you touch this sacred body! Do you want to disappear?!”

But the way you talk….

Surely.

“Apollo?”

“Yeah, it’s me!”

The doll moved its mouth vigorously and shouted that it was Apollo. Then, while struggling a bit, he came down onto the floor, folded his arms, and looked up at me.

I couldn’t help but be embarrassed. The Apollo in my head was a muscular, large man playing the lyre….

Perhaps he noticed my gaze, Apollo looked at me with sullen eyes.

“Did you just think profanely about me now? Huh. I couldn’t help it. I was going to come as my real form, but I felt the limitations of your soul and came like this.”

“Limitations of my soul?”

“How can a great being like me come into such a small soul? Even just now, your soul was torn apart and almost disappeared.”

Apollo tapped my lips with his cotton doll-like hand. As if trying to wipe off the blood.

“That’s why I personally came to visit you like this.”

So, was that pain just because of that? It felt as though my stomach had been carved open without any anesthesia.

[The constellation, “One Who Is More Dazzling Than The Sun” is scorning you.]

“Why are you here?”

“What?”

“Why are you, here?”

It was what I was curious about the most, leaving aside the question of how this was possible and whether the one in front of me is really a god.

Why did he come here.

Apollo snorted at my words and raised his chin.

“I have come to hear the story of the end.”

“…….”

“Do you not know the reason why the world is perishing? That’s why I’m asking so earnestly.”

Apollo said with cold eyes.

“Let me speak submissively, little soul. Then I’ll take care of you myself.”