7. Two Possessors (11)
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-Akashiu: This is what I thought when I saw Cho Yu-jin.
-Akashiu: If you think about it, possession itself may be the original sin.
-Akashiu: Because it only harms the family and the original owner of the body…
-Maknae Siwoo: I don’t think so.
-Youngest Siwoo: I, too, succeeded in going from a fool to a reformer. If it weren’t for me in the first place, he would have committed suicide, so he didn’t really harm his original owner.
-Youngest Siwoo: Isn’t it better that I was possessed at this level? I’ve never been a bad influence after being possessed.
-Akashiu: Well…
-Akashiu: Anyway, I feel a little bad because I feel like if I don’t solve Jo Yu-jin’s problem, she’ll die like that.
-Akashiu: Does anyone have any ideas on how to solve this?
-Counseling Siwoo: You know it too.
-Counseling Siwoo: The only answer to this problem is the regular method.
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From that day on, Eugene became thinner and more devastated day by day. Like a flower that cannot even receive a drop of water.
The change was so extreme on the outside that her partner, Elia, healed Eugene without her knowledge using her divine power. Thanks to this, Eugene’s complexion, which had been worsening day by day, stopped getting worse, but she did not improve. This was because the cause of the symptoms was not the body but the mind.
What weighed down her spirit even more was her grade report card. After finding out Eugene’s grades through the report card, her parents realized that what Eugene was going through was not a problem to simply be left to solve alone. She wished Eugene had relied on her parents a little more. He subtly urged Eugene to share his concerns.
But Eugene couldn’t say anything. Because she was possessed, it meant that the ‘real Eugene’ was dead. It was very difficult to tell that to Eugene’s parents and not to anyone else.
So she kept her mouth shut, thinking, ‘There’s no point in telling her because they won’t believe me that I was possessed anyway.’
Apart from that, she continued to make efforts around her to solve Eugene’s problems. Her homeroom teacher, who noticed Eugene’s condition, called her counselor and tried to solve it. Elia was also very worried about Eugene and secretly wondered what Eugene’s concerns might be.
Despite such efforts, Eugene could not open her mouth. Because she couldn’t really tell anyone about her being possessed. The fact that she worried about Elia made Eugene feel even more depressed.
As a result, a few days ago, she even threw a tantrum while talking on the phone with her dad. Eugene immediately tried to come to her senses and patch things up, but things ended up becoming somewhat colder with her parents after that. Her parents were also upset because Eugene did not seem to trust them, as they did not share her concerns.
Now there was only one person Eugene could tell her story to.
Someone she already knew was her possessor. She is and she is a person possessed like her. She is someone who already knows her insides well.
And, she even knows her future.
Cheon Si-woo.
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“… “I understand why you came.”
With great difficulty, I decided to go and find it.Siwoo looked much more relaxed than a few days ago. A relaxed look, as if all worries and worries had been put aside. Si-woo’s behavior in itself had a quality that made Eugene feel sick.
He says he has no family.
From the normal times when he treated Eugene like an immature child and felt sorry for him, to the present where he acts as if he knows everything about the subject who is also a possessed person. To Eugene, Si-woo was a person who didn’t like anything about him.
However, in the end, the only bulwark left for Eugene in this situation was him.
“Okay. If you know, tell me what to do. “This situation itself happened because of you in the first place.”
Since she had no composure, Eugene’s tone naturally became fierce. This was especially true because she felt resentment toward Si-woo. In the end, the decisive cause of Eugene’s mental breakdown was Siwoo’s words.
However, unlike Eugene, Siwoo, who was not biased towards emotions, tilted his head as if he was puzzled.
“You sound strange. “You also understood what Elia was, right?”
“…”
It was just as Siwoo said. Even though Eugene enjoyed the original game from a biased perspective, she cleared it dozens of times while playing the game over the years. As Eugene began to have doubts about what he knew about Elia, it was not difficult for Eugene to see that she was mistaken.
Elia was the next saint, and she was a character who had never lived outside the church. So she seemed a bit ignorant and clumsy, but at the same time she was extremely innocent and good.
Like an angel who first set foot on Earth.
Eugene liked Elia like that. Not only Eugene but everyone who played the game would have liked seeing Elia like that. So, even in the original game, she showed Elia becoming more accustomed to various things, but she was never shown to be at the same level as a normal person. There was always a lot she didn’t know about Elia, and she was always defenseless against the Sepha.
So maybe she was mistaken. She says Elia never changes. She’ll stay the same forever.
Even though she says there is nothing in the world that doesn’t change.
“Okay. “You know it too.”
“… “Because I know Elia best.”
Eugene answered softly, almost as if mumbling. I remember her speaking quite confidently in the past, but where did her confidence go? She felt herself becoming infinitely more miserable.
“Then you would have realized that it is not a matter of simply giving up your feelings for Elia.”
“… Huh. Know. “That’s why I can’t go near Elia these days.”
In her original novel, the reason Elia was broken was not only because of Eugene’s excessive favor, but also because of Eugene’s overprotection.
Elia, who was supposed to grow up through many hardships, remained as a flower in Eugene’s greenhouse due to Eugene’s overprotection, making her even more vulnerable to her sense of debt to repay Eugene’s favor.
It shouldn’t have been that way. Elia had to struggle, she had to grieve.
Failing to do so, the Elia of her original novel is just a stuffed doll created by a selfish reader who wants his favorite character to continue.
The doll did not contain Elia herself.
“That was good. Even if you know it because of your personality, if you think Elia will be harmed even a little, she will go out first. “It’s better not to be around at all.”
“So, when are you going to tell me the solution?”
“Is not itThe results just came out. “We were discussing it a while ago.”
Discuss? There were some strange words mixed together, but Eugene couldn’t pay attention to them.
Because I was concentrating on Siwoo’s next words.
“It takes more time for you to completely change your mind about Elia. And you have to have someone to support you during that time. Therefore-“
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At first, Eugene stubbornly rejected Siwoo’s advice. They say that’s absolutely impossible.
However, Siwoo honestly persuaded Eugene. Eugene also knew that was the correct answer, so he could not refute Siwoo any further.
So in the end, Eugene got into Cheolsu’s car and headed to her parents’ house.
“… “This is what my parents’ house was like.”
“Have the original owner’s memories not been inherited? “I understand that knowledge has been inherited to some extent.”
“I don’t know. Other than that it’s vaguely familiar…”
“I see.”
While talking, Eugene kept looking at Cheolsu.
A teacher who looked so ordinary was actually an agent of the National Intelligence Service. Although she heard the story from Si-woo, Eugene still couldn’t believe that Cheol-su was an agent of the National Intelligence Service.
That’s just the way she looked now as she passed through the security office.
“Which neighborhood are you visiting?”
“This is room 702 of building 118.”
“What is the purpose of your visit?”
“I came to pick up the student. “I also have something to give to my parents.”
“You were a teacher. “Do you have anything to prove your identity?”
“Hmm… “It’s not there right now, but my picture will be on the Stella Academy website.”
“Please wait a moment. Let’s see… Yes. Has confirmed. “You can pass.”
The difference in the way he spoke in a sad tone was so great that it did not match the bloody impression that one gets when talking about the National Intelligence Service.
That made Eugene even more scared. I even felt repulsed by the fact that people like that were casually infiltrating society like ordinary people.
So naturally, I became less talkative and my speech became shorter.
“They are all here. “You can get off.”
“Yes.”
“Do you know your home password?”
“No.”
“Then I guess I should open it.”
Eugene and Cheolsu took the elevator up. As he climbed, Eugene’s heartbeat became faster and faster. Because of the extreme tension, cold sweat broke out all over her body, and her vision became dark and narrow.
It culminated in front of the door of the house. Her heart was beating so hard it felt like it was going to eat her, and her body was already moving on its own, half out of her control.
Cheolsu, perhaps aware of Eugene’s feelings, indifferently put the card to her lock and opened the door.
The scene inside the open door was very unfamiliar to Eugene. The warmth of the air, the unique smell, the objects inside and even the structure of the house.
As Eugene looked at them, she realized again that she was not the ‘real Eugene’.
At the sound of the door opening, Eugene’s parents came to the front door and greeted Eugene. They were trying to hug Eugene, but her face froze when she saw Eugene pull out next to her.
“Who are you…”
“I am a magic practice teacher at Stella Academy.”
His parents’ faces became even stiffer at Cheolsu’s words. Home visits by teachers were rarely for positive reasons. This was especially true because I knew my daughter was having a hard time recently.
They wanted to ask what was going on right now, but they didn’t show it and led Eugene and Cheolsu into the living room. In the living room, there were refreshments prepared in advance for my daughter’s arrival, but no one ate them. The sound of the anchor speaking on the TV news that I couldn’t turn off was the only sound that rang in vain.
In that tense atmosphere, it was Cheolsu who opened the conversation.
“Although I am a teacher, I do not come to parents’ homes as a teacher.”
With that, Cheolsu put down one of his cards from his wallet on the table.
That moment. The entire surroundings were pitch black. The anchor’s voice crackled and then stopped, and an eerie silence filled the space.
A magic that only the National Intelligence Service can use in Korea, blocking all external interference.
It was one of the features on the card.
“What Student Eugene is going to tell you from now on is guaranteed by the National Intelligence Service, so please take it literally.”
“The National Intelligence Service…”
Cheolsu then looked back at Eugene next to him. Eugene lowered his eyes in that gaze.
Her black bottom trembled as if it was going to suck her in.
“I am…”
My lips felt as heavy as a thousand pounds. What was on my mind was so heavy, and the words I had to say were so loud that they kept getting stuck in my throat.
I just wanted to run away. To a place where there is no one. A place where you don’t have to worry about anything.
But I had to say it.
Even for her Elia, who is probably still worried about her.
“I am not your daughter.”
Eugene closed her eyes tightly. Because I was so afraid of everything.
But why? What was weighing on her heart had disappeared before she knew it.