Chapter 162: Just an Unfortunate Event (4) (1/2)

For dozens, or perhaps for hundreds of years, there had been nothing amusing for the Regressor.

He was in pain and what remained once pain dissipated was irritation. The only source of rare joy was the bizarre pleasure that came whenever he killed demons. It felt similar to the pleasure given by drugs paralysing the tongue with poison.

It was so disgustingly addictive that in some numberless iterations, he would completely forget about the dragons and seek pleasure alone.

Because of that, the Regressor liked this pure sense of amusement. That might perhaps be the reason he was overly excited.

Like a child enjoying a new toy.

“…”

The plea for her life stopped him for a bit.

They were indeed close. Her arms that were stopping Yu Jitae’s approach were half-bent already, and his chin was two palms away from her forehead.

When he stopped, Bom crawled on top of the bed on all fours and distanced herself. She seemed to have regained her composure after doing so, and heaved an extremely deep sigh.

“Firstly, please calm down.”

“You’re the one that should calm down. ‘Let me live’. Is someone trying to kill you?”

“Ahjussi is.”

“So what did you do wrong?”

“No?”

“You did do something wrong, didn’t you.”

“Who?”

Yu Jitae’s upper body closed in yet again.

“Hey.”

Despite the slight stop due to the fluster, she quickly came to herself. Perhaps realising that she couldn’t do this anymore, she covered her eyes with one hand and pushed her other hand in front of his face and opened it into a palm.

It was a small hand.

“Please wait. Pause…!”

Bom was trying to take things under control even in a situation like this.

Yu Jitae wanted to tease and see her being perplexed, but didn’t want to force anything onto her so he obediently paused.

When nothing happened for some time, Bom was about to pull down the hand that was covering her eyes but that was when something strange touched her outstretched hand.

Yu Jitae had placed his cheek onto her palm.

In a fright, she pulled her hand back.

The feeling of his coarse yet soft, human-like cheeks remained vividly on her palm. Covering that hand with her other hand, she asked.

“…!?”

— She tried to ask but words didn’t come out and she could only close her mouth after opening it. Lowering her chin, she grudgingly glared at him.

“I gave you the signal to stop…”

“Yeah. You did give me the pause signal.”

“But there was a small crash.”

“I still stopped though.”

“…”

“Am I wrong?”

“You know, ahjussi…”

“Yeah.”

“You’re a bit different today.”

“How.”

“So cheeky…”

He was dumbfounded.

Yu Jitae thought for a bit. In order to do what he just did to Bom despite the sloppiness, he had to copy what she herself had said and done in the past. By thinking about how and what she had done, and by looking into her eyes, he used appropriate words to close the distance.

“I’m curious about how you’re feeling.”

“…”

“Do you want me to check your body for you?”

“No.”

“It’s not just today is it. You said it’s been a long time.”

“It should be better by tomorrow.”

“See. Your words are strange already.”

“Sorry?”

“Why can’t you be certain of anything today. Don’t you know when you will get better? That goes beyond feeling bad and it’s not something a green dragon would say.”

“…”

“Come here. Let me touch your head for a bit.”

Confusion appeared in her glaring eyes and she turned stiff like a statue with her knees on the bed. He slowly moved his hand forward, but Bom pulled her body back whenever his hand approached her head.

Hesitation wasn’t fun. The extremely rare sense of amusement made him itching for more.

Hurriedly and suddenly he closed in. An astonished pair of eyes gazed up at him. Right before he placed his hand on top of her head, she pushed her own arms forward and grabbed it.

“Why are you stopping me.”

“Do you, really have to do it…?””

“I’m planning to.”

Her right hand touching his thumb, and her left hand touching his ring finger trembled from nervousness.

“What if, I would rather die…?”

Bom, who was in an unusually bad mood, asked with a quivering voice. Yu Jitae wasn’t delicate enough to consider the reason behind her question but still replied honestly.

“I won’t do it then.”

“Then, I’ll be honest. Ahjussi. I’m about to die right now…”

“Alright then. I wasn’t trying to push you that hard.”

But he couldn’t pull his hand away. Her trembling hands were in fact stopping him for some reason.

What was this about.

The Regressor wondered what was wrong with her, but after revisiting the possible meanings behind ‘I’m about to die’, he came to an absurd proposition – an assumption that he hadn’t even imagined until then.

It was then.

Confusion and perplexity suddenly disappeared from her expression. Leisure soon returned to her eyes and she gently smiled like always.

“Ahjussi.”

This sudden turn of events caused Yu Jitae to stop his hands. It was an extremely familiar turn of events.

“Why do you have to touch my head?”

“It’s easier to tell what the problem is if I’m closer to the mana.”

It was but an excuse. An excuse to make her more perplexed.

“Then wouldn’t it be better if it was closer to the dragon heart?”

“It would be.”

“So the place you should touch won’t be my head, then…?”

Bom looked up at him with an anxious expression and bit her lower lips as if she was scared. Then, she slowly pulled his hand down. From the head to the chin, to the collarbone. And from there… to the especially bulging part of her body revealed by her tight-fitting shirt.

“Oi.”

“I’m fine…”

A smile appeared in the midst of her anxiety.

It was that same smile.

The one that was full of leisure and playfulness – the smile that caused others to feel perplexed was hanging on her lips, as if everything so far had been a part of her plan.

But Yu Jitae wasn’t perplexed.

He stopped his hand.

“Why…?”

Even the whispers tickling his ears didn’t make him perplexed. The current Bom was somewhat sloppy. It was an instinctive feeling that couldn’t be expressed in words.

“Bom. What are you doing?”

When he drew the line, a crack appeared in her relaxed expression. She slowly let go of his hand and while sitting face-to-face with him, her eyes turned teary.

Seeing that, Yu Jitae felt a slightly bigger sense of amusement than before come crashing in.

Just then, she was acting like she was normal.

“Bom.”

“No…”

“What did you do just then.”