Chapter 83 (1/2)
Chapter 83: Chapter 83
“So,”
Myohan was currently looking down at his cat. He had always had some suspicions. Sinsul frowned when he smelled the cat. Its eyes sometimes looked like it could look through everything. It resembled Myohan’s cat form so much.
“My lord O Shin,”
That was why he never gave it a name. He couldn’t call him by a different name, not even once.
“Meow—.”
The cat blinked its yellow eyes and gently moved its tail. Shihuang looked at Myohan with shaking hands. He cleared his throat and smiled.
He asked the god who had always been watching him, “Have you waited for this moment?”
Time stopped. Myohan realized it was because Shihuang’s face froze with his mouth open. The cat took a step forward and spoke.
“Well…”
His long, white hair flowed down. Everything had stopped, and only the god and Myohan were moving in the world. O Shin smiled as he caressed Myohan’s soft cheek. It was the smile he had been seeing in his dreams.
“What do you think?”
His hand was so warm that it made him want to cry. The long fingers touched his cheek, then his ear, and the back of his head. Each time his hand gently moved, Myohan’s body felt better and lighter. He looked away.
“I think,”
It was a stupid idea. Of course, he knew. He recalled what Chandeul had said. ‘Maybe some other…’
“You’ve been waiting.”
Gathering all eleven was hard. The god had been watching him close by, and making Shihuang’s plan go wrong couldn’t have been easier for him.
“Really…”
However, the god didn’t do it. Since Myohan was alive, the eleven were with him, and Shihuang had finally finished his quest. The god just smiled and spoke softly,
“I cannot hide anything from you.”
His yellow eyes were full of sorrow. But to Myohan, all of that felt too unrealistic. He had lived 18 years of ordinary life, and what he could remember was all in pieces. He wasn’t even sure he could call them memories.
O Shin stroked his hair for a long time, feeling his small cat, the one he hadn’t been able to touch in ages. He talked again only after Myohan stared at him intently for a long time. His delicate lips curved to a smile.
“You wish to tell me something, don’t you?”
“First,”
The god was saying he couldn’t hide anything from Myohan, but the truth was the opposite. He always knew what Myohan was thinking. He looked away, feeling embarrassed.
“You’re not that different.”
“In what way?”
He had wanted to point that out the whole time he listened to the story. The god was enraged by his subjects’ actions and blamed Shihuang, but paradoxically, he was no different.
“You know, not putting a stop to it is also a form of wrongdoing.”
That was the thing that made Jagyeom feel guilty when Miho was being bullied. Not joining the bullies didn’t make him innocent. Pretending to be ignorant and doing nothing other than just watching was equally wrong. The god smiled.
“So, did you feel betrayed by me?”
“No.”
Myohan smiled. He hadn’t asked for help. Therefore he had no reason to feel betrayed. It meant he hadn’t expected O Shin’s help. The god looked down, but Myohan didn’t care. He just went on talking.
“Giving punishment and forgiving them is what I should have done.”
In a way, O Shin didn’t have any right to punish them and decide whether or not to take Myohan away from Shihuang. They had reached a conclusion without taking Myohan’s own opinion into account, and he was a little irritated about it.
“No one had the right to do that other than me.”
“I gave you a new life.”
“So I took care of the twelve for you.”
His light-brown eyes looked at O Shin. They were as clear as glass beads. It was the only part of him that hadn’t changed after being reborn dozens of times.