Chapter 92 (2/2)

“Who are you, you said? You… are you mad? Is there a problem with your brain?”

Seol Jihu then put on a dejected look.

“…Yes.”

“W-What?”

“I, I recently got into a huge accident. I can't remember anything because of it….”

'He can't remember anything?'

Chohong's eyes trembled noticeably.

“Y-You piece of s.h.i.+t! You're just messing with me again, aren't you!?”

She shouted angrily, but her voice of shaking. Her heart began to pound as a sense of unease crept up inside her. The way Seol Jihu ma.s.saged his temples really made him look like he was confused.

“By any chance… do you know me?”

When he carefully asked her this, Chohong's legs almost gave in.

“…You….”

She suddenly remembered the moment before their attempted escape. Seol Jihu had desperately reached out with his arm even after he collapsed on the ground. That moment haunted her every night. Why couldn't she have grabbed his hand?

She couldn't remember how wrought with guilt she was.

“You really… don't remember?”

“I, I'm not sure. Everything is just a mess….”

Chohong collected her breath. She couldn't believe it; no, she didn't want to believe it. She walked up to him step by step.

“What about Dylan?”

“Dylan…?”

“And Hugo?”

“Hugo?”

“What about Carpe Diem? Samuel? Alex? Ian? What about Teresa? And the Forest of Denial? The Ramman Village?”

“I, uh….”

Chohong spat out every keyword she could think of, but her shock only grew bigger.

“You really forgot… everything?”

“You don't remember even a single name? That can't be, right? Right?”

She was practically pleading with him now. Hearing how desperate she sounded, Seol Jihu dropped his head.

“…I'm sorry….”

When she saw Seol Jihu apologizing for doing nothing wrong, her heart sank.

“Why are you apologizing… you idiot….”

The edges of her eyes turned red, and Chohong sniffled quietly.

“I should be… the one who's sorry….”

At that moment, the youth suddenly brought his head closer to Chohong's.

“Ah.”

“Now that I think about it—”

“Y-You remember?”

Seol Jihu stared at her intently and furrowed his brows. Then, he spoke.

“I think I'm kidding.”

“…What?”

“I'm kidding.”

“Kidding?”

Chohong's complexion flattened in a daze.

“Yeah.”

Seol Jihu grinned mischievously and added, “This is called tricking Chohong again.”

It was then.

Kw.a.n.g!

A sudden explosive sound erupted in the treatment room. Seol Jihu's jaw dropped open. Chohong's punch had broken the drawer next to the bed.

“You… you….”

Tremble. Her throat trembled as her eyes flickered with a cold gleam. Seol Jihu could even sense a murderous intent rising up in the air. It didn't take long for him to come to the conclusion that he had screwed up.

“Sorry!”

He immediately brought his hands together and apologized.

“You son of a b.i.t.c.h… you toyed with me…?”

“Sorry, sorry, I won't do it ever again. Believe me.”

“You motherf.u.c.king piece of s.h.i.+t…. Do you know how much I was… worried… keuk!”

When tears burst out from Chohong's deathly glare, Seol Jihu felt his heart drop a beat in terror.

“Cho, Chohong, I'm really sorry. I went overboard with my joke.”

“f.u.c.k off!”

Chohong spat out a curse and turned around angrily. Seol Jihu quickly hugged her back.

“D-Don't go.”

“I told you to f.u.c.k off.”

“I'm sorry! Forgive me!”

“I'm not going to say it again, you b.a.s.t.a.r.d.”

Chohong twisted her body to free herself, but Seol Jihu clung onto her as if his life depended on it. In truth, Chohong could have easily shaken him off, but she couldn't do so since she knew he was injured.

Soon, after he barely managed to drag Chohong to the bed, he rubbed his palms together and begged for forgiveness. He had no excuses to offer, and after putting himself in her shoes, he truly felt apologetic.

As he was listening to Chohong's endless cursing, the sound of the door opening rang out. Chohong, who couldn't bring herself to hit him and could only yell at him angrily, furrowed her brows.

“It's quite noisy in here.”

“Huh? What are you two doing hugging each other?”

Two women entered the room, each carrying a basket in their hands. The first wore a maid outfit, while the other only had a simple white T-s.h.i.+rt.

“Miss Maria? Miss Agnes!”

The unexpected guests surprised Seol Jihu, yet he welcomed them nonetheless.

“What? Why are you here?”

Chohong asked with a confused expression.

“Obviously because we heard we could visit him now. He apparently fully regained consciousness today.”

“Today? No, so why are you here?”

“What do you mean why? We're here to wish him a quick recovery.”

Maria retorted as if she was asked the stupidest question in the world.

“You came to wish him a quick recovery? You, Maria Yeriel?”

“He came to my place too when I wasn't well. I'm just repaying the debt.”

Maria returned a concise answer and gently placed the basket down.

“I'm here… to see my disciple.”

No one asked, but Agnes also mentioned her terrible excuse for coming to visit.

“Would you like some fruits?”

“Huh? Ah, yes.”

“Who the h.e.l.l cares about fruits? I brought some liquor, so let's have a party.”

“Are you mad? You're trying to get a patient to drink hard liquor?”

Maria nodded her head at Chohong's shouting.

“Your dumba.s.s brain makes sense for once, but still, I'm sure it's fine if…. Ah, get your hands off the basket! I didn't bring it for you to shove it down your throat.”

“Leave me be! I need some liquor in my system. Otherwise, I'm going to explode from anger because of that b.a.s.t.a.r.d!”

Maria and Chohong bickered as usual, and Agnes calmly peeled fruits on the side. Seol Jihu never expected Maria and Agnes to both come visit him. However, those two weren't the only guests. In fact, they were just the beginning.

Thud!

A black man kicked the door open just like Chohong. He stomped into the room and immediately embraced Seol Jihu.

“Seol! Seooooool!”

“Hu, Hugo?”

“Aaaaaah! You're alive! You're alive!”

“W-Wait, I can't breathe.”

Starting with Hugo….

“Hey! Seol!”

“I heard the news! Here. Congrats on making it back alive.”

Mikhail and Veronika came…

“You really were alive.”

“Mister Kazuki? You're here too?”

“You were a member of my team, although it was only for one mission. I need to thank you too…. Ah, take this.”

Ayase Kazuki came…

“Oops, are we late?”

“Why do you look so surprised? I missed you so much.”

And even Ian and Teresa came.

The treatment room quickly became rowdy. The room was already small. Now that it held ten people in it, it was filled to the brim.

'Wow….'

Seol Jihu felt a bit light-headed.

'Do I really deserve this?'

Frankly, he was dumbfounded. At the same time, a big grin emerged on his face when he thought they all came to see him. He tried to hold back his joy, but his mouth refused to listen.

“Haha.”

In the end, joyous laughter escaped his mouth. Chohong grumbled, asking what the h.e.l.l he was laughing about, but his laughter continued without stopping.

'This is fun.'

He didn't know why, but Seol Jihu found this moment surrounded by people happy. He was so happy that he wanted time to stop. It was to point that he… didn't want to go back to Earth.