Chapter 181

When the hand placed under his nose started trembling, he removed it and pulled the body into his arms. The warm body temperature once again gave him reassurance that he was alive. He completely trapped Soram with his arms and legs and continued the thoughts he had been having during the day.

Jin Soram, regressing due to the wishes of countless unspecified people.

The starting point of regression being when the 2nd Great Rift ended.

The 4th Great Rift and its form, which he had never been able to resolve and which ultimately destroyed the world.

And, your trauma.

Tae-un cupped the back of Soram's neck with one hand. He felt a small pulse. Only after checking in various directions from different parts of the body did his anxiety subside a little.

Jin-Han Treaty Article 2. If hiding something, hide it thoroughly. But confess immediately if caught. Lying is prohibited.

"I'm confident this won't be discovered since it's only when you're asleep."

He whispered inaudibly and, not satisfied with enveloping Soram with his whole body, also pressed his lips to his forehead.

Though it was an utterly presumptuous wish, he wanted to be Soram's savior. Just as he had hoped in the previous life.

But one thing.

I no longer wish for you to become the hero who saved the world.

When I wished for that, I knew you too little.

Now, I just hope you can smile brightly without any worries or burdens in your heart.

Soram's breathing spread evenly, as if saying this moment was peaceful.

If I can be a comfort, I hope you have good dreams, at least for now.

Soon, Tae-un also gently closed his eyes. The quiet breathing heard in the silent bedroom eventually became two.

Soram woke up early. Even when he first stirred awake, Tae-un was sleeping in a place where he could immediately confirm his presence. As he had wished, Tae-un stayed with him every moment without separating.

"...Ugh."

A throbbing pain spread from his waist to his buttocks. The previous night's sex had been intense without consideration for the grueling training. As soon as he was caught having dark thoughts, Tae-un had exhausted Soram to sleep. Though he knew there were now only a few people in the world who worried about Jin Soram, Han Tae-un was outstanding among them.

Soram, now fully awake, rustled a bit, but Tae-un slept soundly without moving. Considering Tae-un's past self, he originally tended to sleep deeply without waking to ordinary noises. He seemed to have become more sensitive now than then.

Last evening, at the training ground, and in the morning. He blankly stared at the face that had constantly occupied his gaze. It was really nice to be in a relationship where sleeping under the same blanket felt natural. The privilege of being able to see his sleeping face at dawn, and being the first person to face when morning came.

What should I do, having fallen this much in love?

What should I do, wanting to believe and rely on everything you say?

But I don't think it's just my fault. You were too kind to me.

Perhaps, even in the lives we lived as strangers, you might have been kind in places I didn't know. And I've only just noticed it now.

"..."

The goal of this life ultimately became the same as before regaining his memories. To save Tae-un. And this would be the last sense of justice remaining in Soram's life. Though it was an effort to save another person, it might not be purely a sense of justice in that it was deeply connected to his own happiness.

Soram slightly lifted Tae-un's arm and slipped out of his embrace. Before getting off the bed, he turned back and pulled the blanket up over Tae-un's shoulders. He felt a ticklish sensation as if something was moving inside him.

As he came out to the living room, colors were mixing into the black sky as dawn was breaking.

"Ah, this is bad."

A hope swelled up that was expected to return as a great disappointment. His heart was gradually pushed towards that familiar hell. Though the middle process was still vague, only the future beyond that kept being drawn.

It really was bad.

"Ha..."

It seemed like his heart had only beaten like this in the fourth life among all the times he had passed through. Because then, he had seen a faint real chance of winning. Compared to that, now the situation couldn't possibly be optimistic, yet he wanted to believe in the vagueness. He must have caught it from Han Tae-un.

Soram rubbed his face with both hands and approached the window. His forehead touched the glass with a thud. Even the coolness permeating the glass couldn't calm the heat in his face. Various thoughts still passed through his mind.

As he stood there for a while, the sky brightened a bit more. Soram turned around and plodded to the sofa, flopping down. His body, leaning back against the backrest, looked at the brightening ceiling for a moment before flailing his arms and legs in the air. Then suddenly, he bent over and cupped his chin with a hardened face.

The brief contemplation that came in the morning had now reached a definite conclusion.

"Hmm, as expected."

His brow furrowed along with a sigh.

"A small wedding would be best for the ceremony."

His fingertips moved tap-tap with serious consideration.

"Even if it's small, we'll spend a lot of money of course... Tae-un's formal wear in different colors, no, since he always wore black, a completely white formal wear, damn, he'd look so handsome... Get a large sedan as a wedding car, and later give it to Tae-un as a gift. For the honeymoon... I wonder if our travel ban can be lifted. We have to get it lifted somehow. For the newlywed home, being too close to work isn't good. Should we buy a big house in the suburbs instead of an apartment? Like a detached house... It reminds me of Tae-un's family annex and feels nice."

At some point, Soram's back was shaking with laughter like a balloon that had lost its nozzle.

And Tae-un, who had come out looking for his lover who had gone out alone in the early morning, quietly scratched his forehead watching that back. Then he slipped back to bed and lay down. For such sweet fantasizing, it would be better to pretend not to notice his lover grinning brightly this time.

Before pretending to fall asleep again, he wrote down 'Wedding ceremony small but expensive, sedan wedding car, overseas honeymoon, suburban newlywed home' in his phone's memo pad.

***

Unlike when he had gone down to Busan alone to prepare for the 3rd Great Rift, Soram laughed a lot during the time as the Great Rift approached.

Title: FD Another ED

Meaning Another Evacuation Drill

Starting around the end of summer, how many times is this now

Even if I say can't we just ignore it and work, they say it's a government directive and we have to go down to the 1st floor no matter what, what kind of dog training is this

└ LOLLOLLOLLOLIs your company in Jamsil?

└└ Yeah... Has it already become famous as a siren hotspot

Though he sometimes trembled with anxiety, the person by his side didn't give him time to curl up alone.

Title: Don't Carelessly Pity Jamsil Residents

After hearing it for about 6 months, I can now break beats to match the siren sound

It hits the beat perfectly on time, enabling power rap

└ This year's K-hip-hop beat Aee-Aeeng Aee-Aeeng

└└ Jamsil residents should gather on Ollgong and have a cypher battle

Title: The Infuriating Point Here

Busan, where the 3rd actually broke out, doesn't do this

In case of misunderstanding) Why don't you do it (X) Why only us? (O)

└ FFS Why only us??? Please stop the siren terrorism towards Jamsil Please Stop Fucking Sound

└└ There must have been a lot of complaints, why do they keep doing itㅜ

Soram really had good days. Even if he were offered to rewind and spend just these few months with Tae-un again, he would refuse. There were parts he regretted, but even those regrets were neatly folded into his memories as good moments.

Title: Hunters Were Training Jumping Around Building Rooftops at Dawn

Is something really happening?

This isn't Jamsil. Just a neighborhood dense with companies and officetels

└ After the 3rd passed, it's just showing urgent repairs to the barn, right? That's what all government agencies do

Title: Augh SIBAL SIREN SAEKI

It's ringing again

└ LOLLOLNow I don't even save when going down to the 1st floor

└└ Still, save. You'll cry big once that way

The skills of the headquarters hunters who participated in training for half a year doubled. Soram's proficiency in wielding his sword and moving the airplanes increased. The power of the blue mist didn't change much from the intensity he brought from the 20th round. As if suppressed by the sword and airplanes he gripped, saying he would make this life the only one.

Of course, Soram also made desperate efforts that didn't exist in past lives.

Title: ??They Say It's Real This Time??

I thought we'd go down to the 1st floor again but they say go home

I got on the company shuttle bus and we're crossing the bridge, is this for real ㅇㅅㅇ;;

Can't even be happy that it's great, just feeling dazed

└ They must have sent everyone home, the subway is complete rush hour hell now.. What's going on

└ I'm near

└ I'm someone living alone

└ When I got home soldiers came and told me to pack only simple luggage and leave

└└ ?????

Title: What, Don't ㅠㅠ

Creating a fearful atmosphere to get attention is against the rules you bastards I'm scaredㅠㅠ

└ No it's real

└ It's real I'm telling you

Title: It's Hilarious Someone's Flying a Kite at a Time Like This

(Photo)

But what's with the pitch-black kite making viewers feel uneasy

└ Crazyㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ The weather is niceㅋㅋㅋ Must be quite a lunatic

└ Wow I saw something like a black plastic bag flying around in the morning and wondered what it was, it was a kite? No, has it been there all this time?

It was a day when the sky was a biting blue color as if it would freeze. The pagers placed side by side like the two people lying together rang noisily.

The brown eyes and black eyes that opened met. Various emotions were contained in their gazes, but they silently hugged each other tightly. Soon they got up from the bed.

Soram, who had finished preparing to leave, looked around the dormitory while firmly fastening his black tie. It was neatly arranged as if going on a trip. The clear day's sunlight brightly illuminated the dormitory, making it good to take in every corner with his eyes.

"Are you feeling okay?"

Tae-un, dressed in exactly the same clothes as Soram, approached from the side. Soram gently closed and opened his eyes as if swallowing the scene he had taken in. His lips drew a faint upward arc.

"Kiss me."

As if they would just go out this door to do their work and return here again. As if it was a normal morning like always, they kissed.

"Jin-Han Treaty Article 3."

"Not getting hurt without permission."

This was a clause that Tae-un had violated many times during training and been punished for several times. Now they couldn't tell each other not to get hurt at all. Because it would soon be a broken request. But they had to say it as if making a wish.

"Don't get hurt too much. Please."

"You too."

Soram's last nightmare came without fail in this life as well.

The 4th Great Rift began.