Chapter 613

Theatrical Regression Life Chapter 613

Episode 613 Lee Jae

-heon’s skills were quite good.

“....”

“What kind of expression is that?”

“Why are you good at it?”

“Even if I do this, it’s shit.”

“No, really, why are you good at it??”

Seong Ji-ho was confused when he saw the finely colored chicken. I saw a pile of golden fried chicken that looked like something you would only see at a specialty restaurant.

Jaeheon Lee made a disapproving expression.

“I said I definitely wouldn’t do it badly.”

“I thought you were just saying it.”

“As the days go by, your mouth starts to open... Are you not going to eat it?”

“Why do you say such harsh words....”

“How dare you say this, you are such a funny bastard.”

Lee Jae-heon clicked his tongue and called out some high school students.

“Eat, you high school students.”

The reaction was immediate.

“I love you, uncle.”

“Allupyu.”

“Long live the leader.”

“Wow, crazy things.”

The chicken was cooked to a deep golden color and its surface was so crispy that we could make noises by clinking it against each other.

As Jaeheon Lee put it all together and put it on the table, high school students gathered in droves.

“It’s amazing. It smells crazy.”

“As expected, there is nothing our religious leader can’t do.”

“The grace of Jaeheongyo is endless....”

Jaeheon Lee was disgusted.

“Shall we stop doing that now? “You’re giving me goosebumps.”

“Why do you ignore our love?”

“I don’t think you know, but anyone but me turns away from that kind of love.”

As we exchanged nonsense, people who smelled chicken approached us one by one.

“Manager, are you making chicken?”

“Oh, so, is Employee Kwon awake?”

“It smells bad.”

“Come and eat.”

“I’m an instructor...”

Kwon Yeon-hee, whose pronunciation was slurred as if she had just woken up, scurried over and ripped off the chicken with her bare hands. This was not just Kwon Yeon-hee’s story.

“Jaeheon Lee?”

“Are you awake?”

“It was noisy outside... so I was slightly awake in the middle.”

Ha Seong-yoon was also coming down from the second floor.

He said with a shy smile.

“I tried to hold back, but it smelled so good that I couldn’t resist.”

“I made it so you can eat it all, so what kind of humility do you have?”

“Actually, I was planning on skipping breakfast.”

“aha.”

“It felt like I was making chicken, so um, I don’t know. “I wondered if I would have the stomach to eat chicken in the morning.”

“But you still have to eat.”

“Jaeheon Lee too.”

Lee Jae-heon included Ha Seong-yoon’s part separately. It would be nice to eat it at the table, but the dining table at the villa, which was built with Jaeheon Lee in mind to enjoy it alone, was not that big.

“Now, eat.”

“thank you.”

Ha Seong-yoon sat at the living room table.

Other than that, no one else came down.

“I guess everyone was tired.”

“Everyone woke up early to leave at 6, so it had to be that way. “CEO Choi Jeong-man said that he started preparing at 4 o’clock to prepare Minhong and pack various food items.”

“That would make me really sleepy.”

This trip lasted only 2 days and 1 night, as all survivors had time for was the weekend.

The cause of the problem was that some of the survivors who felt regretful insisted, ‘Then let’s go and pick the mulberries as quickly as possible.’ This is the root of the situation where almost everyone is asleep right now.

“Still...”

Rattling.

Lee Jae-heon, who had fetched water, sat in front of Ha Seong-yoon.

“Did you manage to attend this trip?”

“There is a sad story there....”

“I roughly heard it. “Deputy Jeong dragged himself out.”

“Didn’t Jaeheon Lee give you his home address and password? “Why are you speaking so calmly as if you don’t know anything?”

“I asked out of courtesy as a member of society.”

“I don’t know what kind of member of society you are talking about and courtesy when you have violated my personal information, but...”

Ha Seong-yoon, who was eating chicken, laughed helplessly.

“At this point, I just can’t think of anything.”

“Isn’t this a good thing? It means that Ha Seong-yoon’s brain, which was always spinning, has finally found time to rest. “Isn’t it refreshing?”

“I don’t feel very refreshed. “So much happened in that short period of time.”

“Such a pity.”

“The person who made me feel so pitiful is Lee Jae-heon.”

“Then I don’t feel sorry for you.”

“People really.”

Crunchy.

Ha Seong-yoon said while chewing on his chicken.

“...You’re really good at cooking.”

“It’s not at a selling level, but it’s roughly equivalent.”

“If you can’t even talk.”

He pressed his forehead with a faint smile. Ha Seong-yoon looked exhausted to the point where I wondered if Lee Jae-heon’s behavior had moved on from time to time.

After a while, he opened his mouth.

“...Seo In-young....”

“Don’t be angry.”

“I’m not angry. “I heard that such a doctor was with Kwon Yeon-hee.”

“Yes.”

“The doctor also treated Jaeheon Lee’s wounds.”

“you’re right.”

“Are your skills equal? “I think the last time I checked Jaeheon Lee’s condition, it was okay.”

“It’s useful in some way.”

“....”

“Don’t be angry.”

“I’m not angry, probably.”

Ha Seong-yoon soon let out a loud sigh.

“I’m just tired.”

“It’s not something you disapprove of?”

“There is that too.”

“You seem annoyed?”

“There’s that too.”

Ha Seong-yoon, who said that, let out a hollow laugh.

“But getting angry over something like this... I’m already feeling a bit funny.”

“....”

“People who are obsessed with being a ‘doctor’ even in real life are strange, after all.”

I expected this kind of reaction.

‘It’s time for Ha Seong-yoon to have doubts about his own identity.’

In fact, rather than a ‘time’, it was a ‘situation’ that had no choice but to happen.

From the very beginning, Ha Seong-yoon had doubts about his own existence. When he first entered the underworld, he was unable to realize it because he was struggling under the pressure of his parents’ death and monsters, but where could his unique, thoughtful mind go?

‘It was meant to be like this in the end.’

Because there is no ‘reason’ for Ha Seong-yoon to exist.

“....”

“....”

You probably know that well.

“...just a little...”

Ha Seong-yoon was forcing a smile.

“It seems difficult.”

“You can do that.”

“I guess I should say I’m tired of thinking...” “

...”

“...It’s nice to rest after a long time.”

Although he didn’t look pleased at all, Lee Jae-heon just listened in silence.

Ha Seong-yoon seemed more comfortable with such silence.

“I guess I’m a little foolish. “I know it’s strange, I know it’s going to be hard, I’m tired and exhausted... I don’t even want to think about it.”

“....”

“I want to go back to the hospital.”

Lee Jae-heon poked him once.

“Because it was designed that way?”

“...Maybe...”

Ha Seong-yoon was neither angry nor in denial.

“...I guess so.”

It wasn’t a particularly good reaction.

“....”

“....”

But for Lee Jae-heon, it wasn’t that bad.

‘I guess I can just stay like this for a while.’

...The story always had to have a proper structure.

There must be a momentum. There must be a beginning, a development, a crisis, a climax, and an ending to resolve and digest any conflict. The reason Lee Jae-heon was able to leave, saying he would keep his distance, was because there was a ‘story’.

And if you think about it that way, now it’s probably...

“....”

‘Development’?

‘It’s not at the point where we’re in crisis yet.’

So this was like a warm-up exercise before swimming.

Stretch your body, take long and deep breaths to tense your lungs first, and get ready to get wet from your toes. Ha Seong-yoon’s confusion and resignation were just one of the actions that Jae-heon Lee expected.

It doesn’t matter what happens. Even if the creepy main character and the thoughtful extra’s favorite possessor created all kinds of variables, they were all within the realm of possibility. Lee Jae-heon would polish those variables as much as possible and create just the right type of basis and foreshadowing.

Although I could worry, there was nothing to be afraid of.

‘In the end...’ Because

I am confident that I will finish in the direction I want.

“...I see.”

“....”

“That’s possible.”

Okay.

“it’s okay.”

I laughed.

“Everyone is working hard, so the results will be worthwhile.”

“...I guess so.”

“Isn’t it okay to just do our best in each position?”

“It’s each person’s place....”

“Yes.”

Jaeheon Lee himself.

It was the same.

“Then that’s it.”

(Continued in the next part)