Chapter 390

Episode 390:

The art teacher pretending to be a human appeared behind the survivors and slaughtered them with ease.

It was different from regular plaster monsters that simply tried to kill all survivors in sight. The art teacher often paused to wonder what he was thinking so deeply about, and then suddenly ran quickly and sawed off the survivor’s neck, or held the survivor with his hand and observed it as if inspecting the quality of chicken to be slaughtered.

They also used it as bait to lure survivors.

“Mr. Kim Ki-jeong...!”

Kim Ki-jeong was quick on his feet, but when he got scared, he was so weak that he panicked and couldn’t do anything. The art teacher’s first victim was Kim Ki-jeong.

Kim Ki-jeong was caught before he could utter a word, and the art teacher, who broke his legs, lured Han Do-yoon away. As soon as he caught up with him, he turned Han Do-yoon into a plaster monster and immediately killed Kim Ki-jeong, but what the art teacher saw in that short period of time was clearly a hostage situation.

“Get in there quickly.”

“mister...!”

“Didn’t you just see it? “If you are here, it will be even worse, understand?”

Jeong In-ho hid the Park siblings in the bathroom before the monsters attacked. Because the situation was serious, Lee Jae-heon remained outside with Jeong In-ho. This was to slightly increase the time students could hide in the bathroom.

Until now, when the monster at Unhak High School entered the bathroom, it seemed to have forgotten about the survivors inside. That’s why they put the Park siblings in the bathroom, but unfortunately, the art teacher was different from those stupid mass-produced monsters. It left Jeong In-ho in the hands of Do-yoon Han, who had become a plaster monster, and immediately captured Jae-heon Lee.

There are still injuries to my abdomen and legs. Because there was no medicine, even one eye could not be treated. Lee Jae-heon, who was already mentally weak, was caught before he could properly resist the art teacher.

“...! Ugh!”

bang-!

The art teacher threw Jaeheon Lee against the wall right next to the bathroom door.

“What are you doing...!”

“....”

“!! Ah...! Ugh...!”

Suddenly, profit. Sigh....

A bloody noise echoed through the hallway and bathroom.

The art teacher tortured Lee Jae-heon so that the siblings hiding inside the bathroom could hear. Even though he held back his screams as best as he could, the sounds of strangulation and flesh being cut were vivid and did not stop even after 10 minutes. There was no news of where Jeong In-ho, who was being chased by the plaster monster, went.

“Huh, breath. Hmm....”

“....”

“Oh man... what should I do....”

“....”

“Mister....”

The monster’s intentions were clear. If you don’t want to kill Lee Jae-heon, it probably means get out of the bathroom.

Both Park Da-young and Park Da-hoon were blocking the door while holding the handle, keeping in mind the possibility of a monster pushing in, but in this situation, their hands were shaking so much that their determination not to let anyone in was meaningless. I saw bright red blood splashing on the translucent bathroom door and a new type of monster holding a saw.

It was Park Da-hoon who lost patience first.

“Hey, you’re here.”

“...Park Da-hoon.”

“sorry.”

Park Da-hoon looked at his older sister in a somewhat calm tone.

“I don’t want to remember this.”

With those words, Park Da-hoon left the bathroom, and only after hearing several shouts and screaming sounds did he become quiet. Dayoung Park was holding the door handle inside the bathroom tightly, not knowing what was going on.

“....”

My mind was blank.

How many more minutes have passed? Just as my hands were shaking, someone opened the bathroom door.

“...Ah...”

It wasn’t a monster.

“mister.”

“....”

“Mister....”

This is Lee Jae-heon.

Surprisingly, he looked fine. He would have looked fine if it weren’t for the torn clothes and blood stains along the texture.

He swept up his blood-soaked hair and slowly hugged Park Da-young, who was standing blankly. The terrible smell of blood disturbed her head.

“I’m sorry.”

“...why.”

“I couldn’t help Dahun.”

“Why are you apologizing...”

“I’m sorry.”

“Don’t do that...”

Park Da-young was able to tell without saying a single word directly that Park Da-hoon was taken away by the art teacher monster. Lee Jae-heon, who apologized in a quiet voice, looked calm, but that made him look more dangerous.

“I mean, don’t apologize to me.”

I also resented Park Da-hoon, who went to die saying he didn’t want to remember this terrible time, and I also hated Lee Jae-heon, who apologized, stained with blood, for not being able to save him. The same was true for Park Da-young herself, who couldn’t do anything. I cried out of resentment and hatred.

Park Da-young instinctively looked for wounds as she groped Lee Jae-heon’s back, which was even sticky from the blood, but all she could touch was smooth skin.

“...Oh man.”

“huh.”

“The wound...”

“I treated it with the medicine I brought.”

“Sigh.”

“It’s a good thing you prepared in advance.”

Lee Jae-heon is a person who is insensitive to his own pain, so he probably didn’t use medicine because he couldn’t bear his own pain. Even if it had been used for myself, I would have treated it just enough to be able to move. Nevertheless, the fact that he used medicine to this extent meant that he was considerate of Park Da-young.

As soon as Park Da-hoon was dragged away by the monster and he was left alone, after treating himself with medicine, he came to apologize to Park Da-young. This foolish adult did that for his foolish self.

“Hmm. “Huh...”

Park Da-young cried loudly. My eyes were stinging.

“Mister, uncle....”

My vision turned purple, like being colored by a violet.

Dayoung Park suddenly felt pain that was not hers. I felt fear and confusion. I felt relieved and resigned. Feeling sad and wronged by her brother, who was in a situation where he felt like he was going to die, Dayoung Park stuttered and called Jaeheon Lee. I didn’t even know what I was talking about.

“Bar Park Da-hoon. Park Da-hoon, what should I do? Park Da-hoon.”

“aha.”

Lee Jae-heon understood something from that ugly idiot.

“As expected, Da-Hoon is alive.”

Park Da-young instinctively realized that her brother was alive, and Lee Jae-heon realized that Park Da-hoon was the art teacher’s bait.

“For some reason, they gave me something like this.”

This was because the monster gave Lee Jae-heon an elevator ticket. It could only go up to the fourth floor.

“...Where are you going?”

“I’m going to look for Mr. Jeong In-ho.”

“Come with me, don’t leave me behind...”

Park Da-young hurriedly followed Jae-heon Lee as he left the bathroom, but he didn’t respond. Thinking it was just because she was tired, Park Da-young tried hard to suppress her anxiety. She walked out into the first floor hallway, holding on to Lee Jae-heon’s arm.

In-ho Jeong was not difficult to find.

“Boss...!”

“See you next.”

It was my last greeting.

It was preparation for the next time.

* * *

“Do you understand this far?”

“....”

“Over there? hey? “Are you sure you understand?”

At the words ‘Park Da-young’, Park Da-young blinked her eyes foolishly.

“...Wow....”

This is how Park Da-hoon has been feeling.

“I feel like I might throw up.”

“You can vomit. Honestly, at this level, it’s acceptable to throw up.”

“Are you better than I thought?”

“Then I’m glad.”

‘Park Da-young’, who spoke with a smile, spoke with venom in her eyes.

“I’m going to have to watch that monster run away.”

“...You’re already dead.”

“But you’re alive, so that’s enough. “I have already prepared my heart.”

For her, the art teacher was also a teacher she had seen face-to-face while attending school. It wasn’t enough that the person I was learning from, Miu or Gou, was actually a serial killer and killed my loved ones. ‘Park Da-young’, who had gathered all the betrayal that was and was not there, was gritting her teeth.

So she wanted Park Da-young to kill the art teacher. Dayoung Park also knew that.

“I should prepare my mind too, right?”

“It’s okay if you don’t. “I’m not asking you to do something right away.”

“then?”

“Please don’t give up either.”

“....”

“Don’t give up like that stupid bastard Park Da-hoon and don’t pass it on just because you don’t want to remember. Figure out a way to kill the art teacher, thinking there’s no one else to tell but you. And tell it.”

“...But the condition for regression is....”

“Becoming the last survivor. I know. And I didn’t mean for you to be the last survivor by killing other people.”

“I think I know what you mean.”

“....”

“Anyway, you’re telling me not to give up, right?”

“...he.”

‘Park Da-young’ smiled brightly.

“As expected, I can speak well.”

“huh.”

“I’ve done this much, so you can do better.”

“I guess so.”

“Good good. “It’s a great attitude.”

‘Park Da-young’, who had been sassy, blinked and asked.

“...If he sees me, will he tell me I did a good job?”

There has never been an easier question to answer.

“of course.”

“okay.”

‘Park Da-young’ smiled brightly with pride in having made it to the end without giving up.

“Then I’m satisfied.”

It was Park Da-young’s favorite smile.

* * *

But I was a little embarrassed.

“...what.”

“What’s wrong?”

“...No....”

I didn’t know that the point of regression would be immediately after entering Unhak High School.

‘what’s this.’

We shouldn’t be given time to prepare for something like this.

Park Da-young felt unfair.

* * *

And here was someone as unfair as Park Da-young.

“....”

“....”

with mouth open ‘???’ Jeong In-ho, who made eye contact with Park Da-young, who was in a state of shock, nodded slightly. I don’t know why I’m here right now, and I feel like I know, but I really don’t want to understand that expression on my face. Jeong In-ho was able to understand the desperate feelings of student Park Da-young.

He muttered inwardly.

‘It’s a pain in the ass.’

I never thought I would return right after, not even before entering Unhak High School. The last survivors were a little caught off guard because they mostly received their pre-return memories through dreams.

Just before returning, he and Lee Jae-heon had a scuffle with the art teacher on the 4th floor, and he felt indescribably helpless. Jeong In-ho, who turned his gaze away from Park Da-young, unconsciously looked at Lee Jae-heon. Unlike before his return, when I saw him looking clean and without the smell of blood, an indescribable feeling of frustration came over me.

“...? “Do you have anything to say?”

“...There are a lot, but...”

Lee Jae-heon, who had completely lost his mind before returning, was in a kind of runaway state.

‘I guess the damn sacrificial soldier was defeated.’

Lee Jae-heon, who had been doing his best to avoid the harsh gaze of his companions, thought there was no place for him to retreat anymore, or perhaps he just didn’t want to retreat. Just like when Jeong In-ho and the others first came to the other side of the world, I was so frightened that he sacrificed his body like crazy to protect Park Da-hoon and Jeong In-ho.

When? It felt like only 10 minutes ago.

“If you have a lot to say, shouldn’t you just say it?”

“I don’t know what to tell you first.”

“...Are you back?”

“It’s not just that I’m speechless.”

Lee Jae-heon, who had rolled his eyes, was someone he couldn’t communicate with.

“Then what is it?”

“....”

“Mr. Jeong In-ho?”

“Let’s first promise not to jump out suddenly.”

“Am I a dog?”

“The dog would listen better.”

Damn victim Lee Jae-heon.

I had no idea how to stop him.

(Continued in the next part)