107 – True Hero (2)
Seeing my hard expression, Han Yu-jeong quickly corrects her words.
“ah…! that…! Eh, I was wrong…! It’s not a prize, so…”
“…”
“…therefore…”
She ran one hand through my brown hair.
The restlessness even reaches me.
As hard and tired as it was, I urged her to speak.
“…so what.”
At that urge, Han Yu-jeong finally spoke.
“……Hug…just once.”
“…”
Mac is unraveling.
I only knew that there would be words to let me out of this place, or to let me go.
I was thinking that a more serious request would come.
“…….”
But on second thought, I could see why she was so hesitant.
In a way, it’s a trivial request… but in a way, it’s a request that’s hard to listen to.
It is only right that she helped me today.
Without her, Song Soo-yeon would not have been found.
Had it been even a little late in that situation, Song Soo-yeon might have suffered an unforgettable wound.
On the other hand, I still had the desire to point to Han Yu-jeong as the cause of all these situations I was in.
Of course, even without Han Yoo-jung, Song Soo-yeon might have chosen the path of a villain.
Han Yoo-jung may have been an opportunity, not a cause.
Maybe it was just pulling the time back a bit.
Even so, I can’t help but hate her sometimes.
I wanted to easily blame her for breaking my peace.
“…”
“…”
She and I were silent for a while.
No one moved first.
If it was the usual, it would be time for Han Yu-jeong to take a step back.
But as if she really wanted a hug, she continued to stop with her head down.
I wonder if this is it.
I said I was a benefactor, but what the hell happened to me to do this?
“…what the hell happened to me?”
“…uh?”
“What happened, are you doing this to me?”
“…”
Han Yu-jeong paused for a moment… and let out a weak laugh.
When she suddenly laughed, I frowned in wonder.
Yujeong Han says:
“…was it really nothing to you…?”
“…speak in a way you can understand.”
“…”
She nodded slowly and looked up at me.
she said with sad eyes.
“…Why, there is a saying that a frog dies from a stone thrown as a joke.”
“…”
“I guess it was the other way around. I feel like I was saved by your thoughtless actions.”
“……”
Han Yu-jeong gave a short smile.
“…So, Gyeom. Just give me one hug.”
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The first memory of Han Yu-jeong’s life was at a funeral home.
Pieces and pieces of memories from when I was less than 5 years old remain.
After all, it was probably my parents’ funeral home.
Only three or four people dressed in black walked around, and Han Yu-jeong stood in the middle of them, not knowing why.
I wasn’t even crying for some reason.
I may have shed tears…but I can’t remember.
At that time, we were just standing next to each other.
I remembered the mindset that I had to hold on to the end of my two-year-old sister, who was younger than Han Yoo-jung.
Han Yu-jeong and Han Yu-ra entered an orphanage.
Memories from the age of 8 gradually become clearer.
All of my memories were based on my younger sister, Han Yu-ra.
It wasn’t that someone told her, but Han Yoo-jung took great care of her younger sister.
He comforted Yura when she cried and wiped her mouth when she spilled something.
She stood up to the men who bullied her, and was beaten a lot instead.
If Yura did something wrong, she was scolded by the orphanage teachers instead.
Among them, Yura liked the most… the dreams that Han Yu-jeong handed over.
For my younger brother, who was particularly timid in the dark, Han Yoo-jung created various dreams.
A dream in which teddy bears appear in abundance. Dream of entering the candy orchard. A dream of being loved by cute animals…and so on.
As an orphan and without money… I achieved things that I couldn’t achieve in real life through my dreams many times.
I thought it was fortunate to see my younger brother smile more often through this… but sometimes I just felt sorry for this ability that I couldn’t apply to myself.
She had a lot of things she wanted to do, and a lot of places she wanted to visit. But never once did I create a dream for myself.
However, all the regrets disappeared like snow melting when I saw Han Yu-ra waking up in the morning, smiling brightly, and boasting about what kind of dream she had.
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At the age of 10, an offer of adoption came to Han Yu-jeong. A young couple who had become close friends after frequently volunteering at the orphanage made the proposal.
The time with the couple was always fun, so there were definitely memories of being happy.
“…..yes?”
But soon, she was put at a crossroads of choice.
“…He said he would only adopt you, without Yura.”
“…”
It was the moment when I had to part with my brother.
It’s a shame that still remains like a stigma… But for a moment, Han Yu-jeong thought about it.
It’s not that I didn’t love my brother. I didn’t want to break up with her.
However, I was momentarily worried.
I put my brother on the scale. Should I choose to abandon her and be adopted? Or should I stay in an orphanage?
– Tok… Tok…
At that time, the younger brother next to her grabbed the hem of her clothes.
Even Hanyu, who was 7 years old, knew what adoption was.
Sisters who lost their parents had no choice but to grow up quickly.
He knew that parting was coming.
But at that young age, Han Yu-ra did not cry. didn’t swarm
Waiting for her older sister, Han Yoo-jung’s choice… she quietly held the hem of her dress.
You don’t know how much guilt I felt when I saw that.
The younger sister is holding back tears for herself, but she is conflicted.
It was at that moment that he rejected the couple’s offer of adoption.
Afterwards, Han Yoo-jung took her younger brother and cried in the room for a long time. The younger brother must have been relieved at that time as well, and the tears he had been holding back flowed endlessly.
“Don’t leave me, sister…don’t leave me…”
The image of Han Yoo-ra whining while shedding runny nose and tears appeared countless times in Han Yoo-jung’s nightmares.
The sorry I felt at this time remained like a trauma and followed Han Yoo-jung around.
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Han Yu-jung became a middle school student.
It was the moment when Han Yu-ra and the school changed.
With a 3-year age difference, there was no way they would go to the same school in the future.
Han Yoo-ra was a 4th grader in elementary school, but she shed a lot of tears over that brief farewell.
She didn’t cry as loudly as she used to, but Han Yoo-jung knew that she hid and secretly steals tears.
Han Yu-ra, who ends school early, visits my sister every day.
Han Yu-jeong, for the sake of such a younger brother, refused all promises to play with friends after school.
The bigger it was, the more I knew.
That you only have one family.
Maybe he was doing this because he felt sorry for leaving Han Yu-ra and wondering whether he would be adopted.
In any case, they took care of each other even more closely.
Neither the whispers around her asking if the sisters still hang out together nor Han Yoo-jeong didn’t care.
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Han Yu-jeong became a high school student.
Han Yura was a middle school student.
And suddenly, Han Yu-ra declared.
“sister!”
“…huh?”
A power that is strangely embedded.
Han Yoo-jung knew that she would say something different than usual, even before hearing the contents.
“I have a dream.”
Han Yu-ra, who only became the first in middle school, showed her upright conviction.
“dream?”
“huh. I decided to look at my sister.”
“…”
“I want to be a hero.”
Even at that time, Han Yu-jeong laughed at Yura assuming that she was playing a joke.
Even so, Hanyu was an incompetent person.
Even if I fought the villains with a body without ability, it was obvious that there would be no chance of winning.
Looking at Han Yoo-jung, Yura says.
“…I’m not kidding.”
For the sake of his younger brother, who seemed strangely angry, Han Yoo-jung calmed down his laughter and spoke softly.
“Yura, but you need to have the ability to become a hero.”
“What ability are you talking about?”
“If you want to fight the villains…you must have combat skills…?”
“From what I’ve heard, it’s not like there are only combat-type heroes. I heard that when combat heroes fight, there are rescue heroes who walk around and rescue them, right?”
Han Yu-jeong was taken aback by her brother’s specific answer. Gradually, the impression was also frowned upon.
“…Did you mean it?”
“I told you I wasn’t kidding…!”
Seeing Yura give a straight answer once again, Han Yu-jeong ponders and speaks firmly.
“….no.”
For the first time, I denied my brother’s words.
“why?”
“It is too dangerous. Especially if you don’t have combat skills, it’s more dangerous.”
“Your sister doesn’t have combat skills either.”
“That’s why you don’t even think about being a hero-”
“-But you are already a hero.”
“…”
“…You’re my hero. That’s why I wanted to do it.”
“…”
At the words of her sister who suddenly came in, Han Yoo-jung smiled, erased her expression, and was moved.
However, he quickly erased those feelings and persuaded his younger brother to choose the dangerous path.
“…If you were thankful to me, have a dream of making a lot of money. Please make my sister happy.”
“Even heroes have a lot of money-”
“Except the hero.”
“….tooth.”
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Han Yu-jeong has become an adult.
Today, I led my tired body and finished my restaurant part-time job.
She was steadily saving money. All for my sister Yura.
That day too, Yura had come to meet him.
“Sister, are you done?”
“huh. I will die.”
My younger sister, Yura, brushed her butt and stood up. I don’t know how long I waited, but it seemed like a long wait.
The two started walking down the street.
This was the fastest way to go to the orphanage.
Han Yu-jeong had already left the orphanage, but Yura was still there.
Even if they wanted to live together, it was an inevitable choice because Yura was much more stable economically in an orphanage.
As a way to ask how they are doing, Han Yu-jeong spat out a familiar nagging voice.
“Are you studying well?”
“…”
Looking at her brother who did not answer, Han Yu-jeong sighed.
“…Yura, if you want to go to college-”
“I’m doing it, sister.”
“…”
“I got second place in the whole school this time too. If I hadn’t made any mistakes, I would have won first place. But just…”
“…just what?”
“…If I think I’m studying at my sister’s expense, I hate studying.”
Han Yoo-jung snorted.
“… What sacrifice is sacrifice? I’ll take it and eat it later.”
“…That doesn’t matter, but I don’t think my sister would have wanted to study either.”
“…I didn’t want to.”
Han Yoo-jung spewed out lies and reassured her sister.
There was a time when I dreamed of becoming a psychological counselor using my abilities… but it was something I could give up for the sake of my younger brother.
Han Yu-jeong changes the subject before saying anything else.
“so. What will your dream be like now?”
“……..”
Yura did not answer his question.
Since she didn’t answer, it was only natural that Han Yu-jung’s expression would frown.
“…Are you still thinking of a hero?”
“Sister, listen. There are already heroes without powers-”
“-How many times do I have to say no…!”
Han Yoo-jung was very annoyed and scolded her younger sister. Why don’t you think that the job is dangerous?
However, despite Han Yu-jeong’s annoyance, Yura did not back down.
“It’s just an advantage. The hero training college doesn’t take money. They take care of food, clothing and shelter, and I get pocket money.”
“…Yura.”
“I can reduce the burden on my sister, and if it goes well, I can make a lot of money. also-“
“Then when you die. It’s all over.”
“…”
“It really annoys me that you make that choice for money.”
“…I’m not doing this for money.”
“…”
“…It’s really because it’s my dream.”
Han Yu-jeong swallowed the words behind her back.
On this street where the eyes of the arguing began to focus, I moved my steps again.
Yura also quietly followed her.
Han Yoo-jung started to spit out harsh words to her younger brother.
“…In the first place, how can a child with as many tears as you and as timid as you become a hero-”
-pop!!
At that moment, a huge roar rang through the streets.
Everyone lowered their stances in an instant and were wary of their surroundings.
“…what…?”
Hearing it for the first time, Han Yoo-jung’s heart thumped.
Soon, a villain sparkling like lightning crackled and hung over their heads.
people shouted
“It’s a villain!!”
The fear set in for a moment.
The fact that the one flying right above their heads is the villain, the strength in their legs is relaxed.
The confused head didn’t turn properly.
I had no choice but to act according to my instincts.
“Yu…Yura, come here…!”
“sister…! Calm down and-”
-pop!!
At that moment, a second roar rang.
In the distance, I saw a hero in a blue suit.
This roar also seemed to be his ability.
The villain, who flashed like lightning on top of Han Yoo-jung and Han Yoo-ra, runs away avoiding the hero’s attack.
Soon, a huge wind blew where the villain left.
Windows break, and the earth shakes.
Han Yu-jeong was confused and sat down in her seat, covering her ears.
“sister!!”
At that moment, a desperate voice heard with closed ears.
At the same time someone pushes her.
With that force, Yujeong Han lost her balance and was pushed far to the side.
-bang!!
And where she was, a huge sign fell down.
For a while, Han Yoo-jung was surprised by the signboard.
“……Yu…Raya…?”
In an even greater shock, her heart hardened.
My only blood relative, my only friend.
His younger sister, Yura, was placed on the signboard instead.
ATrain is that you?
Ah man…