Chapter 77

Chapter 77

[Even if it means turning the world into an enemy(5)]

Its too hot.

Seona, are you okay?

Hayang placed his hand on the wall and examined Seonas complexion as she lowered her head.

Sweat was running down her cheeks.

She was a child. It was only natural for her to be weak in the heat.

Its only early summer.

Its too hot.

Eunha pouted his lips as he gave her a light pinch.

Now her red eyes were filled with moisture. Not tears, but sweat.

Hayang was fanning her, but her near-golden hair clung to her sweaty cheeks and refused to fall.

Do you want me to cut your hair?

Then why dont you come with me, I was thinking of cutting it too.

No, its okay, the nun at the church will cut it for me.

Well, thats fine then. Ill have to go alone.

Min-ji, come with me!

Seona sighed, twining her fingers in her blond hair that reached down to her shoulder blades.

She decided to ask the nuns to cut her hair sometime today.

Just then, Eunha, who was walking ahead of her, dropped a bombshell in a nonchalant voice.

Then why dont you cut off her tail as well?

Uh, uh, what did you just say?

Why dont you cut off his tail too.

Thats cruel.

Seona hugged her tail tightly, distancing herself from him.

The other children did the same, slinking away from him and clinging to him.

Even Eunhyuk.

Why. I did something wrong.

Its not your tail, but how could it be?

Ha ha. Trim your fur.

Then you should speak straight. This is why I have a problem with Noeunha.

Shut up, Mukminji.

Seona let go of her tail and looked it over.

Even though she brushes it twice a day, is it still too much and messy?

She stroked her fluffy tail and thought about it.

Then I remembered a time when I was a kid and my tail was trimmed incorrectly.

It was so traumatizing that it still haunts me in my dreams.

Okay, Ill just trim the fine hairs.

Why cut it? Its nice and fluffy.

Hey, when you touch it, can you say something first?

Oh, sorry.

She freaks out when someone suddenly touch her.

Seona wiped the sweat from her neck and blinked.

Eunhyuk, who was fiddling with his tail, apologized with a cheerful smile.

Okay, okay, okay. We can buy ice cream, right?

Guys, Eunha wants ice cream!

Wow~!

Youre the boss!

Minji-satisfied, making a V with her fingers. Meanwhile, she was pecking Eun-ha, forcing him to raise his hands in surrender.

They bought ice cream at a nearby convenience store.

Seona was finally able to cool off.

Why dont you hang out at my house today? Dads cafe is cool.

Ill go.

Seona, who was biting a Popsicle, quickly raised her hand.

In succession, other children also held up their thumbs.

Eunha did the same. He was going to drink the potion from Happiness.

I must be so tall.

It was hard to get a drink at the cafe now that Jungs potion had gotten around.

If not at a time like this, when else would he use his friend Jung Ha-yang?

Ah. Then Ill leave my bag at home. Muk Minji, what are you going to do?

Ill go with you. Just dont come out late because youre hanging out with Eunae again.

Its not like I do that every day, and Eunae is cute.

Lately, shes been greeting him at the front door when she hears him coming home. It was so adorable to watch her little body waddle over to him like a duck.

If I stopped watching, time would fly by.

It wasnt the first time Id broken a promise to Minji.

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I tried, but only so far.

He felt good just thinking about his sister, who would greet him every time he came home from school with a Big brother!

Huh? Thats Julieta. By the way, who are the people shes with?

Huh?

Minji pointed to a row house around the corner.

A car was parked in front of the rowhouse, its tinted windows obscuring the interior.

Julieta seemed to be having a conversation with two foreigners who got out of the car.

I couldnt get a good look at her because of the distance, but I could tell she was frozen.

Wait a minute. Isnt that Tredici?

Recognizable even from a distance, the foreigner with the dull orange hair and slouched posture with his hands in his pockets.

Zenko Myron.

There was no way he didnt know him.

There was no direct connection, but the ripples he had spread in Korea were indescribable.

Why is Zenko Myron here.

Come to think of it, today was the day of the meeting between Korea and Italy.

Eunha remembered the talks before the regression.

Before the regression, Korea held talks with Italy to bring back the Koreans stranded in Italy.

The fairy Im Ga-eul took advantage of this opportunity to trade mana alloys in the Mediterranean.

Some criticized her for spending so much money to trade for so little mana alloy.

The Fairy Government explained that even a small amount of Mediterranean Mana Alloy would improve the quality of players devices.

Eunha ducked his head to avoid the attack that flew overhead.

What? Thats amazing!

Eunha leaped up with all the strength in his legs.

He kicked the wall once, turned, and drove into Zenkos flank.

Zenko took a step back, dodging it by a mere sheet of paper, then reached for him as he disappeared from view.

Eunha swerved as best as he could in midair, reaching out for him.

In his hand, a mana-filled sphere.

He shot mana toward Zenkos outstretched hand.

Cazzo!

Zenko shouted, and with his other hand, he blocked the flying sphere.

What kind of a kid.

He looked at the red marks on the back of his hand and spat.

Even though he had protected the back of his hand with mana, he hadnt been able to block all the damage.

It was proof of his mana efficiency.

So what.

That was more fun than I thought.

He was a kid, after all.

Zenko moved with disorienting speed and grabbed him by the nape of the neck as he looked for an opening.

As annoying as it was to have to use his true strength against a child, he knew that if he didnt use her true strength, it wouldnt be easy.

Ugh!

Uh-huh. Where.

Eunha pried Zenkos hand away from his, channeling mana into the hand that held his wrist.

Zenko wasnt going to let him get away with it, though, and he was protecting his wrist with mana, blocking the attack.

Kuck!

I couldnt breathe.

Zenko was pressing down on his throat.

Suspended in midair, he struggled to break free.

But his consciousness was becoming increasingly blurry. If he kept this up, hed suffocate and die.

Damn it.

His strength was about to drain from his body.

Let him go. I thought you said you wouldnt touch the people around me.

Julieta said in a nervous tone as she got out of the car.

Oh? Was he one of your people? Ha, no, he shouldnt be.

Hes just a kid, get your hands off him.

Hes not a normal kid, and I can tell you from experience that you should kill him while you can.

Zenko.

Ha. Valentine, you assholes. Got it.

Zenko loosened his grip on his throat.

Sinking to the floor, Eunha breathed in sharply. The spinning world slowly fell into place.

Julieta knelt before him as he caught his breath.

Eunha, thank you for your help. I dont need your help anymore than that.

Noona, whats going on here?

Julieta said nothing.

Instead, she handed me the ring with a bittersweet smile on her face.

Will you take this to Brew?

Tell him Im sorry.

And that Ive been happy.

Noona.

I called out to Julieta.

She shook her head, still.

I was happy in the meantime.

I was happy.

The moment he heard the words, a small surge of irritation ran through him.

He was determined to be happy in his second life.

And the category of happiness he was pursuing included the happiness of others.

She was happy in the meantime?

On someone elses terms?

It was ridiculous.

Why would she say she was happy without asking permission, and then come out and say she was going to be unhappy now?

Dont try to get away with it.

She was part of his happiness.

She couldnt be unhappy on his own terms.

The only time she was allowed to be unhappy was when he excluded her from it.

He tried to use his physical abilities to catch her getting into the car.

Just then.

Uh-huh. Be a good boy when youre being watched.

Zenko Myron grabbed him by the nape of the neck and threw him to the ground.

Eunha hastily manipulated his mana to soften the blow.

But it was too late. If he tried to repurpose the mana to enhance his physical abilities, he wouldnt be able to react in time.

I had to brace myself for some impact.

Huh.

Luckily, he landed in a pile of garbage. The garbage bags cushioned his landing.

The more I think about it, the more pissed I am.

He threw something at the top of his head.

It was a banana peel.

My stomach lurched.

You can say youre happy all you want, but Im not happy yet.

He glared at the car as it drove away, buried in a pile of trash.

Hey! No Eunha! Are you okay! Are you hurt?

It was Minji, who was making good on his warning.

As soon as the Italians were out of sight, she ran over to him, who was leaning against a trash bag with his arms propped up and his legs crossed.

Minji, tell them Im not playing today. Dont tell the kids why.

Okay. I kind of know what happened. But dont you think you should take a shower first?

Minji frowned and pinched the bridge of her nose.

Eunha hadnt heard her, still glaring in the direction the vehicle had disappeared.