Theatrical Regression Life - Chapter 139

Episode 139:

How many times have an ordinary office worker fallen from a building and almost died?

Also, I would see that horrible and disgusting scene where monsters were gathered underneath, waiting for me as if they were food. What is the probability of being able to forget something after going through such a series of situations?

We may not know the exact answer, but at least Kang Min-ah was not an exceptional type of person. She kept in her mind the situation in which she almost died.

“Huh huh huh huh huh.”

The world called it trauma.

“Huhhh…!”

He is running away, not knowing where to go, and is being chased by someone. Kang Min-ah was sure it would kill me.

The reason Kang Min-ah was able to show a calm appearance compared to the rest of the group so far was because there were other people next to her. It was thanks to the people I was responsible for remaining by my side. Kang Min-ah, who was left alone and running away, was a bit distracted and very timid by nature.

It’s scary. I don’t think this fear will ever end. Even though you are constantly seeing colorless trees and grass with your eyes, everything in your mind is colored pure white or black, confusing your vision. He was instinctively running to survive, but he was never cool-headed.

“Hey.”

“Ah huh.”

“Kang Min-ah, you should take your things. huh?”

“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

… Kang Min-ah was clearly in a state of panic, but there was no one by her side who could correct her and console her.

If I get caught by that person, I will die. The doctor tried to kill me like that, so I’m going to die soon as I don’t have anything to do with it. That I would die alone in a place where no one would care about me.

Alone to a monster in an unknown world.

“Ahhhh…!”

Crack.

I further increased my foot speed.

I wanted to live. I want to live. With the instinct that all humans must have, Kang Min-ah played with her feet even more tenaciously. She didn’t even know she was running right next to the edge of the cliff.

“Ack uhhh… uh.”

The reason Kang Min-ah helped Ha Seong-yoon was because she wanted to save him, not because she was prepared to die.

Even though I knew implicitly that this would happen, there was no particular reason why I hit Song In-myeong’s head. Ha Seong-yoon took good care of Kang Min-ah and other members of the group several times, and although he rarely spoke first, he always responded kindly and kindly when they spoke to him.

I just didn’t want to see such a good person die. That’s just it.

I just don’t know, so Kang Min-ah wanted to live.

“…Uh uh….”

“…Kang Min-ah.”

“Boss…!”

That’s how she encountered Manager Lee Jae-heon, and

at that moment, her legs relaxed and her center of gravity shifted to the side.

“ah.”

Kang Min-ah was clearly falling into the air.

I feel a strange sense of familiarity. Suddenly, I felt like I saw a monster at the bottom of the cliff, a disgusting feeling of floating enveloped my whole body, and a large hand reached out to me and grabbed Kang Min-ah.

There is another monster attacking Director Lee Jae-heon.

“Kangmin!”

“….”

It was all too familiar.

It’s gone too far.

* * *

Please save me.

* * *

“Mr. Kang Min-ah. Hey Kang Min.”

“…Please save me, please save me….”

“….”

I’m going crazy.

‘Why were Song In-myeong’s nerves focused on this?’

I held on to a thick tree root with one hand and continued my thoughts while hanging on the cliff.

Again, the flower fields in the park have the power to attract survivors, and most people who don’t know where to go head to the flower fields. So he falls off the cliff and dies.

The bodies of those who die are devoured by centipede monsters. After being sucked out of the body for about a week to a month, it was spit out in the form of intact white bones, and the bone fragments became nutrients to grow new flowers. In those flower fields, there were many herbs that could be used as treatments.

“Oh, I’m a little disoriented because I jumped right after getting hit in the head, but…” “

…”

“Here I see you again, mister.”

So, there were only two cases of death in the flower garden during the story. Either you run like crazy and fall off a cliff and die, or you touch a flower by mistake and get killed by a centipede monster.

And now, Jaeheon Lee has discovered a third type.

“Wow, you really aren’t going to let go of that?”

“….”

“Really?”

He bit his lip at the sight of Song In-myeong holding a jackknife.

“Even if I stab you?”

“…I will really kill you…”

Lee Jae-heon, who had been muttering like that, closed his mouth again.

With one hand, he was holding on to Kang Min-ah, who was trembling and clinging to his arm and waist as if he had completely lost his mind, and with the other hand he was holding on to a tree root sticking out from the edge of the cliff. In short, it meant that an adult woman was hanging from a cliff to keep her from falling.

In addition, unfortunately, there was a killer cub in front of Lee Jae-heon, who was barely holding on to the tree root. It’s so obvious that it’s a killer holding a knife.

“…You know.”

“….”

“I’m just a disaster from now on. You were unlucky, and my sister was already distraught because of the disaster. “If you can’t bear it, you two will fall down there in peace, right?”

Yes, the third development that did not appear in the novel.

“That would be really cool.”

Being pushed off a cliff by someone else.

“…It’s not a movie or a movie…!”

Lee Jae-heon was so embarrassed that he ended up shouting softly. Even though the writer was a person who liked clichés, I had no idea that the plot of ‘dropping a person hanging from a cliff’ would turn out this way.

“Wow, you’ve come to your senses… Is it because you feel like someone will die if you don’t come to your senses?”

“I will really, really kill you…!”

“As expected, you were able to come to your senses through your own will. But is that why you were so crazy in front of me? Did I really want to kill him that much? Are you saying it’s okay for me to kill myself? Or maybe it was the selflessness of wanting to save others that forced me to come to my senses.”

“I’m going to kill you. “I’ll kill you and bring you back to life, so you can live in hell for the rest of your life.”

“Do you know that I’m really excited right now? When I first decided on this topic, I actually had no idea that a material as great as yours would appear…”

I couldn’t make any sense.

Jaeheon Lee was holding onto the arm of Kang Minah, who was busy shaking, on one side of his arm, and couldn’t help but admire the crazy person in front of him. As expected, there was no one who could understand these guys who liked to cut people.

‘Well, since he’s such a jerk, he must have tried to throw a healthy person off a cliff.’

He thought of Kang Min-ah, who narrowly escaped by climbing the edge of a cliff.

I wondered why someone who wasn’t even that stupid would do that in a dangerous place, but it seemed like Song In-myeong had guided him there. I was anxious for some reason, and the moment I made eye contact with Lee Jae-heon, I lost my footing. I was expecting that my legs might have given out.

Feeling a familiar feeling of déjà vu, the moment I caught Kang Min-ah, Song In-myeong came out from the side and swung a hammer, and they fell off the edge of the cliff together. Fortunately, I was able to hang on to this because my body was in a state of recovery. If I hadn’t eaten the beggar fruit, I might have died.

Of course, he was still on the verge of death.

“Whether you can tolerate it well or not, I think it will still be cool.”

“I’m going to kill someone now….”

“Such coincidence is the beauty of abstraction. Above all, I like audience participation in my work. You are my material and my audience. No matter what choice you make, it will eventually become a work of art. “Isn’t that wonderful?”

“…You’re not crazy.”

“I wish we had never met here. Then I will be able to capture Mr. Uncle in the form of a painting. Oh, do you know what the dripping technique is? Flatness and non-reproducibility, the basics of painting, can be captured in a better way than anything else. No one knows what is contained in this work. Actually, this is a technique I don’t really like because it doesn’t allow the public to know the meaning of my work. But I can assure you that it will suit you well. It will suit you well.”

“….”

“And the man’s body ends up falling and scattering in a flower garden like that, right?”

A drowsy and excited voice pierced my ears.

“Then you become the paint itself.”

“….”

“If the most sacrificial madman in the world makes all the sacrifices he can, and yet in the end everything that makes up himself turns into material… that’s how he dies.”

A piece of light from the pure white sky shines on the sharp edge of the knife. The cool color soon pressed lightly on the exact center of Lee Jae-heon’s hand, and the disgustingly familiar stinging sensation soon pierced his brain.

Drops of blood formed lightly and soon ran down his arm.

“If it becomes my work like that.”

That cold feeling takes over my entire body.

“Would you like to live in my head?”

“….”

“So that I can continue to kill you.”

So a sigh came out.

“…Huh.”

The damn bastard is so damn drunk.

‘No, more than that, if I die now, I won’t be able to kill that bastard.’

Lee Jae-heon couldn’t shake off his worries even though he was quickly racking his brain.

It’s true that he started this mess to quickly go out and search, but not only was Kang Min-ah’s death not part of that plan, but if he died now, he wouldn’t be able to dispose of that trash.

‘If the green algae monster came near here, I would have just left it to him, but since not a single vine could be seen, if the situation was not favorable, I would have to kill it….’

Lee Jae-heon had made a contract with the green algae monster. Even if the contracted monster is the green algae monster of a dream, the transaction situation will not change even if it returns, so Jae-Heon Lee will have to measure the appropriate timing again and create the possibility of offering Song In-myeong to the green algae monster.

Of course, if Lee Jae-heon was hanging on the edge of a cliff alone, he would have easily solved the problem in his own way.

“Huh huh huh ….”

“….”

“Please save it. Ah… hmm….”

It was a situation where a crazy chick was hanging as a weight.

No matter how much Lee Jae-heon had recovered, it was difficult to overcome the current situation under the condition of keeping a half-mad adult woman alive. Even though I’m holding on with just one hand, my shoulder is starting to hurt, and when I go up, there’s a killer standing there, holding on.

‘What should I do with this?’

I became embarrassed.

If this were the world of their previous lives, they would all just fall and die together, but here, once they die, it’s over, and Jeong In-ho remembered the time before his return. If Lee Jae-heon and Kang Min-ah die, it seems that their mental health will not be in perfect condition. If that happens, then…

“….”

Lee Jae-heon thought there were no options left for him.

“…hey.”

“….”

“I want to kill myself.”

Anyway, given Detective Hong’s personality, he will soon come to snatch Song In-myeong, and the person he had in mind in advance will also come this way. In the end, all you have to do is hold on until then.

“I want to kill you myself, but I’m not doing this because it would be too wasteful.”

Jaeheon Lee decided to make the killer happy.

“Don’t you want to stab me with a knife? Put your hand inside the eye and swirl it around and cut out the eyeball. Otherwise, they strangle it with both hands or hit it with a large hammer until it turns into a mush.”

“…Uh….”

“Huh? how is it.”

And in his previous life, he was quite talented in this field.

He smiled and continued speaking.

“Wouldn’t it be fun?”

By reading the novel, Lee Jae-heon knew what kind of person a criminal named ‘Song In-myeong’ was and what made him happy. I know the crime method and the type of accident, so why would it be so difficult to stimulate interest? Even if he was a stranger, he knew the killer in front of him very well.

‘Song In-myeong’ took murder as his hobby and business, and as such, he had a very noble view of art. However, since I have very picky tastes and it is difficult to find the ingredients as much as I want, I will not waste it hastily. When I was young, I would have played tactile games without knowing that it was a waste, but now that my head has grown quite a bit.

For ‘Song In-myeong’, ‘Lee Jae-heon’ was something he would never meet again in his life, so it would have been a great waste to enjoy a play for peripheral joy.

“It’s too tantalizing to kill it just in your head.”

So you probably just said something like that. Isn’t he talking bullshit and asking me to live in my head?

Lee Jae-heon was sure that Song In-myeong was quite happy with his remarks.

He was smiling so brightly that it was annoying.

“…I thought you would understand me.”

“gibberish.”

“Oh, what should I do? I really want to cut it into 36 pieces and put it in the refrigerator…”

“I don’t like the refrigerator because it’s cold.”

“Okay then. “Let’s do that.”

It wiped its face once and continued speaking with a terrible laugh.

“I know that this is all done to save Kang Min-ah. If we wait like this, it looks like the detective will come by soon. “Even our good gorilla will come after us.”

“….”

“But you were the only one who suggested this to me. So… well, that’s right. That’s what I mean anyway.”

Song In-myeong, who muttered several times, gently turned the jackknife he was holding on the back of Lee Jae-heon’s hand. The killer watched Jae-heon Lee’s eyes again as the sharp edge tore the thin skin and dug into the flesh.

“This is my first time making a piece with materials.”

Unexpectedly for him, his face looked very happy.

“So, will I also become a work of art this time?”

“…under.”

As he looked at something other than Song In-myeong, Lee Jae-heon felt fucking scared.

What pain must you endure without being able to fight back?

“You really….”

“….”

“I will kill you, In-myeong.”

“…Wow.” The small

knife

pierced the back of my hand perfectly.

“That sucks.”

Fuck that.