Chapter 84
Theatrical Regression Life
We are not the problem.
Whether it meant âthey didnât catch our scentâ or âweâre not responsible for thisâ, the groupâs mood eased a bit, knowing they werenât the source of the issue.
One of the men who had been outside the pavilion with the detective and the firefighter muttered with a frown.
âSo, the problem is with someone else, those damn bastards.â
âHey, hey, why are you starting a fight now?â
âIs this picking a fightâ¦? There are other people besides us here, they must have caused this mess.â
âYou canât just assume itâs a problem caused by people.â
âJust look at the situationâ¦â
His tone was drawn out and slow, but everyone could sense the dissatisfaction in his words. The woman who had claimed to be his friend sighed, massaging the back of her neck.
âEven if itâs true, this isnât the time to be a jerk, idiot.â
âYeah, as always, you need to work on your attitude.â
Another friend, a man, nodded seriously with them, and the complaining man eventually ground his teeth and sat down next to them.
His movements were as slow as his speech.
ââ¦Bastards, treating a friend who came back after going through hell like this.â
âYou deserve to get smacked around.â
âOur friend Janghwa is right. You look best with your mouth shut.â
âWhy donât you shut your mouth too while youâre at it?â
â? Why should I?â
The three friends, classmates from the same university, started bickering and throwing light punches at each other. The punches grew increasingly stronger, but Detective Hong Kyungjun didnât bother to intervene.
ââ¦â¦â
He merely observed with a slow, steady gaze. Watching the three college students trade insults and punches, it was a surprisingly normal scene.
Turning his attention away, he addressed Han Doyun, the firefighter.
âSo, it was clear that their attention was focused elsewhere?â
ââ¦Ah, yes. Yes.â
Despite the situation, Han Doyun nodded with his habitual smile.
âIt felt like their focus was somewhere else. They ran away after a few hits⦠It was like they were thinking, âIf you block us, we have another plan!'â
âSo, people were indeed their target.â
ââ¦It seems so.â
The firefighter shrugged with a smile and then fell silent. He clearly didnât want to continue the conversation, but the detective didnât mind.
âHis injuries must be messing with his head. Best to let him rest.â
Then, he turned to Constable Kim Yeonwoo.
âYeonwoo-ssi.â
âYes, Detective.â
ââ¦About Lee Jaehun-ssi, whom you met the other day.â
âOh, yes. I know.â
In fact, Detective Hong Kyungjun hadnât told her he had met Lee Jaehun a few days earlier.
Constable Kim Yeonwoo was someone who knew her limits well and handled them appropriately, but she was also naturally concerned for others and couldnât stop worrying. She was already distressed about having left a sick person alone, so he hadnât mentioned that Lee Jaehunâs condition hadnât looked good.
Swallowing that thought again, Hong Kyungjun continued.
âI mentioned before that he seemed to be with the same group we encountered.â
âYes, thatâs right.â
âIt seems⦠something has gone wrong with them.â
ââ¦What do you mean?â
Detective Hong Kyungjun quietly tapped his thigh with his fingers. Without even realizing it, his mind was ablaze with thoughts of the fire he had seen in a place they had never been.
He blinked once and then spoke.
âI need to go and check.â
There was much he wanted to confirm.
Detective Hong had an exceptionally good memory by nature and lived with quite a bit memorized, whether he wanted to or not. Since arriving in this world, his compulsive tendencies had worsened.
His attentiveness to someone he had only met once indicated that there was a good reason for it.
âWhat was his name again⦠Inho?â
Hong Kyungjun recalled a person he had encountered before.
A man with round glasses and a gentle, diligent appearance, but with something unsettling about him. Although it wasnât his place to say, given that he had spied on other survivors to gather information, the man had left an impression.
Thinking about people he had only met once might seem excessive, but there were many peculiar individuals in that group. Even Lee Jaehun, whom he had met separately a few days ago, seemed to belong to a similar type.
However, they didnât seem exactly the same.
ââ¦Where are you planning to go? Not that helping someone is bad, but going alone seems riskyâ¦â
âThatâs why I plan to take a few more people with me, only those who agree. Yeonwoo-ssi, Iâd like you to stay here and protect the others.â
âHmmâ¦â
âAs mentioned, there are two people we need to rescue.â
âWell, thatâs true.â
Constable Kim Yeonwoo looked between the motionless woman with the child in her arms and the detective, clearly torn.
Detective Hong Kyungjun continued thinking, leaving her in her contemplation.
âHe was coughing up blood.â
Itâs not easy for someone to cough up blood unless they are in a severe condition. He had been vomiting nearly a bottleâs worth of blood, indicating that his state wasnât good, yet he had maintained a calm demeanor.
Hong Kyungjun felt a vague unease and pity for him. He wasnât a common type of person and certainly didnât seem mentally stable. It wasnât something to say about someone you had only met once, but the closest similar person Hong Kyungjun had encountered was someone he had last seen in prison.
Clearly someone to be wary of, but stillâ¦
âWe need to confirm something.â
ââ¦What?â
âWhat kind of people they are.â
Rolling his eyes while holding a club, he continued,
âAnd⦠itâs right to help if we can.â
The ultimate act of taking a life should always be under the guidance of the law.
So in this world, he couldnât just let people die.
* * *
âIâm⦠Iâm sorry, kids.â
Kang Mina spoke in a subdued voice.
âI dragged you along on my own and now weâre lostâ¦â
âN-noâ¦! We got away from those monsters, at least!â
âYes, yes. Itâs fine. Weâre grateful you protected us.â
Kang Mina, who had quickly grabbed the two students and fled, didnât have a lighter as she had mentioned before. Luckily, she had instinctively grabbed a hammer, allowing her to fend off approaching monsters and make it this far.
But the problem was that she didnât know the way.
âIf only Garam unnie had come with us, we might have found the wayâ¦â
âUm.â
âOh, noâ¦! Iâm not blaming you, unnie, really. Itâs okay!â
Fortunately, there was a fire burning somewhere, providing some light. It wasnât bright, and it took a while for their eyes to adjust to the darkness, but it was better than the pitch-black where they couldnât see a thing.
Of course, they had no idea where the fire had started, but in their frantic escape, they couldnât dwell on it deeply. They were just relieved to have some visibility.
Kang Mina glanced around cautiously, moving hesitantly.
âFor now⦠letâs find a place to hide. If we wait, others will come for us.â
As Lee Jaehun had predicted, Kang Mina had no intention of going far. Being separated from the rest of the group was already stressful, and it made no sense to take the students elsewhere.
As she considered climbing a tree to escape the dog-like monsters, she heard Park Dayoungâs hesitant voice.
âDo you think that man will be okay? I saw him coughing up blood earlierâ¦â
ââ¦â¦â
ââ¦Is that something one can just be okay from?â
âUhâ¦â
She couldnât answer.
More accurately, she couldnât find the words.
âOf course, heâs not okay.â
Kang Mina knew well enough about Director Lee Jaehunâs condition.
He pretended to be fine, but he couldnât hide his mistakes. Whenever he limped, Kang Mina couldnât bear to look and turned away.
And the more she did, the more distant he seemed from the âLee Jaehunâ they used to know.
ââ¦Letâs do what we can.â
ââ¦Okay.â
âThat way, itâll be easier for him too.â
The person they once knew wasnât this insane.
âWe have to make sure no one gets hurt.â
A wave of confusion washed over her.
The Director Lee Jaehun they knew wasnât this strong. He loved expensive things and often boasted subtly to his subordinates. He shouldnât be so composed in an environment like this.
Even in urgent situations, he cared about appearances. They thought he would throw a fit about not being able to maintain his dignity and would be the first to run when monsters approached. It was a ridiculous fantasy they had during peaceful times.
After all, Lee Jaehun always acted like a nobleman. He had no obligations, only rights, and nothing should surpass him. She remembered the times he had petty arguments with Deputy Jung Inho, as if challenging his authority.
Yet, Lee Jaehun was indeed like a noble to them, making the current situation almost laughable. The sight of him being the most injured for their sake.
So she suddenly felt anxious.
ââ¦Heâll be alright.â
She remembered a dark night when Jung Inho had returned alone.
âEverything will be fine.â
The way he spoke like a dead man, with an unfamiliar face, was heartbreaking. She felt a sense of dread that had transferred to her from him.
What if someone dies?
âHe saved me back then too.â
ââ¦â¦â
âWe all survived together. He was injured, but no one died.â
âUnnieâ¦?â
âReally, itâll be okay, kids.â
What if one of us dies?
If the Lee Jaehun who had fought so hard to stay alive suddenly died without her knowing. If he got caught and couldnât come back, like that night when he was taken by the monster.
What would I do then?
âNo one is going to die.â
ââ¦â¦â
âNo one.â
What can I really do?
I am neither brave, nor very strong, nor fast. How can I possibly manage? What can I do?
ââ¦So donât worry too much.â
ââ¦Weâre fine, unnie.â
âYeah, Iâm fine too. Really.â
Saying that, Kang Mina thought to herself,
âAll I can do is hold on.â
So, sheâs someone who can only act when pushed to the edge of a cliff. What can a coward like her really do? Why did she come all this way thinking she could do something?
Suppressing the rising nausea, Kang Mina led the two students.
âThis tree⦠looks suitable.â
ââ¦A tree?â
âThe dogs are fast⦠I donât know if theyâre really dogs, but the tree should be safe, right? Or maybe not? Sorry, Iâm not sure. I donât really know⦠I donât know, butâ¦â
ââ¦â¦â
ââ¦Iâll help you climb up. Would you sit there?â
Her voice trembled miserably.
It didnât take long for the two students to nod.
The first to climb was Park Dahoon. With Kang Minaâs hand as a foothold, he quickly scaled the tree and soon reached a sturdy branch. He then extended his hand to his sister, Park Dayoung.
Without hesitation, she took her brotherâs hand and, with Kang Minaâs help from below, she also climbed up easily. Although she wasnât as small as Kwon Yeonhee, she wasnât very large either, which was fortunate.
There was a brief spat when Park Dahoon accidentally pinched his sisterâs skin in the process.
ââ¦You, you littleâ¦! If youâre going to help, do it right! Ow, you pinched me!â
âAh, damn⦠Thatâs why I keep telling you to lose some weight, pig!â
âLook whoâs talking! I saw you gain 3 kilos, idiot!â
âShut up, it wasnât 3 kilos! It wasnât even 2.5 kilos!â
âJust knowing that makes you a total loser! Yeah, you already lost!â
â¦Kids these days sure have foul mouths.
Feeling somewhat old for thinking that, Kang Mina stopped her amused smile when she heard a rustling sound nearby and spoke to the siblings.
âStay thereâ¦! Donât come down, weâll come down when itâs morning, okay?â
âAh, yesâ¦! Yes, got it. We will.â
âWhat about you, unnie?â
âUh, Iâll be here for a bitâ¦â
As she turned her head,
ââ¦â¦â
ââ¦â¦â
ââ¦Director?â
She saw Lee Jaehun.
âDirectorâ¦â
Without realizing it, she called out to him.
He seemed unaware of her, staring off to the side, and she could smell the familiar scent of blood. Seeing him standing among the bushes, Kang Mina felt her breath catch in her throat.
Heâs alive.
Heâs alive.
ââ¦What? That man?â
âUnnie, wait a minuteâ¦â
âDirector!â
Without thinking, she ran towards him.
âHe was alive.â
He was alive.
He was alive. He wasnât dead, they were all alive. Thatâs what it was. There was no way that person was dead. Maybe there were others with him too. Ah, did they come to find us? Is that it?
As she pushed through the bushes, the branches scraped her calves and cheeks. The stinging pain around her cheek was there, but she didnât mind. It didnât matter. Just finding someone other than herself was enough.
When she finally leaned against a tree trunk and reached out her hand to him,
âTeam Leader Kang.â
ââ¦â¦â
ââ¦Kang Mina.â
From right behind,
A voice was heard.
ââ¦â¦â
A large hand covered her hand, which was resting on the tree.
Unlike the cold surface, the hot palm, filled with blood, squeezed her hand, giving it strength. Another hand grabbed her shoulder, soaking it with blood.
The unfamiliar sensation made Kang Mina stiffen.
ââ¦â¦â
âKang Mina-ssi, you have to look at me.â
ââ¦Ahâ¦â
When she tilted her head up, she saw that pale face.
A familiar gaze.
âIâm here.â
ââ¦â¦â
It was indeed Director Lee Jaeheon.
ââ¦What?â
Ahead was a cliff.