#35. … Honey. H2>
… She honestly wasn’t in the mood to eat with Harin, but she had no choice.
She had already refused once, and there was no particular excuse to refuse.
But she thought it would have been better for her to say no.
I couldn’t concentrate at all on the conversation with Harin.
It was never Harin’s problem. This.
Since I went to Sihwa and the dungeon, I haven’t caught anything.
Once I got a new sword, it was originally planned to devote myself to training, but such things were not important at all.
I couldn’t even see off Harin, who seemed to have collapsed, so I returned home and threw myself on the bed.
Does it mean that Harin did not return…?
From the moment I found out that Sihwa had regressed just like mine, I started to think that other people besides us might have also regressed.
The fact that the spirit of the beginning mentioned marriage.
Considering that Sihwa was my wife, there were two most likely candidates.
Harin and Jena.
So I deliberately talked to Harin about my mother.
If Harin had returned to her, she wouldn’t have known the answer to my question.
But she answered that she didn’t know so casually, and she looked back at me and asked who she was mistaken for.
We can’t confirm it yet, but considering her reaction, it seems more likely that she probably has no memory of her previous life.
Should I ask this kind of question to Jena as well?
But if Jena returned…
After returning, I was full of very rude things.
Her doing her atrocious things to her and I was approaching her as if it had never happened.
If she finds out that she has the memories of her previous life as it is…
I didn’t deserve to be by her side.
In a room with the lights off.
I looked up at the black ceiling and prayed.
I hope that only you and Sihwa have returned.
In this life, Jena may live without the memories of being hurt by her ugly husband.
* *
Even after I got home from MT, my condition did not return to normal.
How the heck did you drink…
This was all because of Choi In-wook and Yoo Si-hwa.
If it wasn’t for those two, we wouldn’t have been drinking so much.
But, ironically, it was Yoo Shi-hwa who took care of me in the morning and drove me home.
It was a complicated and subtle feeling.
Recalling what happened at MT, I grabbed the doorknob.
When I opened the door and went in, there was Choi In-wook as always.
He seemed to be absorbed in the painting without giving me a single glance even when I came in.
I couldn’t even draw a real picture, so there was no artist in the form.
Unknowingly, I laughed out loud.
As expected, he moved back and checked his canvas with something he didn’t know whether he was a monster or not.
“Hey.”
I tapped him on the back.
Despite the very slight slap, he flinched in surprise.
“Uh… Uh! Yena. Hello.”
“What is it? Why are you so surprised?”
I felt a little embarrassed by his expression as if I had seen a ghost.
…I didn’t do anything I couldn’t do, did I?
And after the last MT, I decided to change my mind.
The work of the past life is the work of the previous life.
I decided not to take my anger out on Choi In-wook in this life.
I decided not to treat him with an edgy attitude any more.
“Have you been to the dungeon well?”
It was awkward trying to talk to him in a friendly tone after a long time.
When he was in a relationship with him, it was more natural than this …
A bit of a bitter laugh came out.
“Yeah! It wasn’t even that difficult of a dungeon in the first place… Haha…”
Choi In-wook looked at the floor and talked even though he put the brush down.
Usually, you only make eye contact, so why are you doing that?
Do you still feel cynical in my tone of voice?
Well then…
I brought a chair and sat down next to him.
“Inwook-ah.”
I…
It’s been a while since I’ve called this, so I’m not used to it.
It was only in the second half of his relationship that I called him In-wook, not In-wook.
Of course, there were other nicknames, but they were not suitable for the current situation.
Isn’t it strange to call each other with different last names?
I looked at Choi In-wook’s face to check his reaction…
His face turned white.
…Is it even shocking that you called me by my first name?
Am I being so mean…?
My mentality started to collapse at Choi In-wook’s expression, which was more serious than I thought.
Isn’t this… Isn’t it…?
“Uh… Yes! Yena…”
It was as if he was embarrassed to mix with me.
At this point, I started to think that it wasn’t a matter of tone.
Um… I wondered why he was like this, but suddenly a scene flashed through my mind.
The words I spit out with the help of alcohol.
[Do you like me?]
…Crazy bitch.
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No matter how much I drank, it wasn’t even a line from a third-rate drama, and I suddenly felt my shame soar like crazy.And his answer to my remarks is…
[…I like it. As a friend, of course.]
Wait… Wait.
Then, Choi In-wook is…
Do you think I confessed?
And Choi In-wook is drawing a line on me like that?
Two young men and women drunk.
The night sky full of stars.
As for the atmosphere, it was the best atmosphere to confess.
Oh my God…
I felt a tingling in my head.
I had a sense of why Choi In-wook was uncomfortable with my attitude, and my thought circuit was paralyzed.
Is it right to speak in a friendly tone again…?
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No. But if you understood what I was saying as a confession, would you still look like a poor woman even after the difference?But now I’m going to do it again…?
Even to me, it looked like a person with a mental disorder.
I started creaking like a doll with a broken spring.
“Ah… No.”
I couldn’t do anything imagining what kind of gaze he was looking at me.
I think we have to clear up the misunderstanding that it wasn’t a confession…
When I brought out the story from my side, it seemed like I was going to look like a stupid girl pretending to be cool because she confessed and failed on April Fool’s Day and said it was a lie.
You hit a goal…
In the end, I made the best decision I could make in the current situation.
I got up and picked up my bag again.
“…Are you going?”
Choi In-wook raised his head and looked at me.
“Yeah. Come to think of it, I had a part-time job today, but I forgot.”
Even if I listened to it, the pitch of my voice was strange.
After answering with an awkward accent, like Chinese with the wrong tone, I grabbed the doorknob without hearing his answer.
“Draw hard.”
I came out of the poor room and went down the stairs at a quick pace.
First, I couldn’t stand the atmosphere, so I came out with an excuse…
After leaving the academy, I entered the alleyway where I always smoke.
Whew…
Alcohol is the enemy…
I will only use nicotine from now on.
I was the one who deeply realized that alcohol did not suit me.
* *
Today’s Jena was a bit different from usual.
Of course, she didn’t leave after 10 minutes, but her tone of voice is strangely… Should I say it’s round?
And above all else, she called me ‘Inwook’ for the first time.
When she called me by that name, I couldn’t help but be amazed.
When she, who had always called me hard as In-wook Choi, called my name sweetly, just like when she was dating her in her previous life, I thought that she might have returned, and her brain stopped again. .
Just as she was about to start thinking about what questions to ask her to get her hints.
She packed her things and ran outside.
The tone when you left was a strange tone different from the tone you had when you came in.
I guess the part-time job was very urgent…?
Thanks to you, I was left alone in the insolvency without even asking any questions that came to mind.
I picked up the brush again and started drawing slowly.
There’s always a chance to ask.
I locked the broken door and walked home only after the sun went down.
* *
Being frustrated and having a lot of worries, I did not take the bus and walked towards the house as usual.
The distance was quite far, but today time passed unexpectedly quickly.
I need to see Sihwa’s face at the student council meeting tomorrow…
Ha…
I still wasn’t sure how to treat her.
Why did Sihwa come to me first?
Did she also receive an order from her that she should marry like me?
But what if she was given the same order…
Do you want to marry me who is infertile again?
I thought it wasn’t.
I had no memory of revealing to her whether she was pregnant or not.
It was not expected that she would make the same mistakes over and over again.
If that’s the case…
I crossed my arms and was immersed in thought, and I arrived at the crosswalk in front of my house.
When the signal changed to blue, I had to stop walking for a moment, looking ahead.
…It was because Sihwa in uniform was waiting for me on the other side.
I swallowed my saliva and proceeded to the crosswalk at a slow pace.
“…What’s going on up to here?”
“I have a story to tell.”
“What is it?”
And the words that came out of her mouth…
“…Honey.”
…Oh.