Regressor Instruction Manual

Chapter 651: Foreign Light (2)

“If they know that you moved as soon as you got up, they’ll make a fuss again… well, I can’t stop you. If you want to do that, then I’ll go call Hyejin.”

“But why is Hyejin…”

‘In your room?’

“I was comforting her a bit. Is there anyone here who doesn’t know that Hyejin likes your Guild Master? How could I just let her go? I had to give her some liquor. She gets drunk quite fast. Oh, you should send a message to Jung Hayan, telling her that you arrived. I sweated bullets to stop her from coming here. You have to reassure her that you are well, right? She seemed to be getting more anxious as she heard various things through the media…”

“Oh, I should. I guess you dealt with her well.”

“Of course I did. Actually, she seems to have really suffered, but… the Blue Guild told her that she doesn’t have to worry about it as it was all part of controlling the public opinion. She only calmed down when I said you were busy with the work to be done. Including Hyejin, Kim Hyunsung, and Park Li-ahn… Just a few are probably all that know about this incident.”

“Oh, what about Deokgu? What is Deokgu doing?”

“Of course, he headed to the north quickly. Elena, Sun Hee-young, Hwang Jeong-yeon, and the rest of the Blue Guild are all located in the north… The same goes for the Red Mercenary, Cha Hee-ra, and our Yeon-joo. First, I completed the deployment of troops as written in the existing manual. But are you going to fix this?”

“Of course, it’s all made under the assumption that you’re ready, and now it’s different.”

“I thought it would, and I roughly gave my own personal touch. I made it assuming that it isn’t ready yet. I just have basic guidelines, so check them out. I pushed our political opponents in a good balance in a high-risk area… I didn’t know how many of them to put so they could still hold it in moderation while slowly dying. That’s your specialty, right?”

“…”

“…”

‘Really… you’re so competent. Why are you so cool?’

There was no need to say anything. In the meantime, when did Jihye do all that?

It was a part of my expectations that Lee Jihye was having a busy time, yet even in the middle of calming the press and the public opinion, she created those guidelines….

“Jihye…”

“What?”

“I really love you.”

“I love you too, especially when you laugh ribaldly like just now. I always see that look, but I still think it’s too sexy.”

“…”

“Ahem, anyway, there are only a few guilds left in Lindel. Come to think of it, Yuno Kasugano said she had something to say to you, so after this meeting, contact her right away…and as I said before, send a message to Jung Hayan now.”

“Okay.”

“I prepared a change of clothes and a bag. You can change on your own. I will be going to the griffon takeoff with Hyejin… or should I help you get ready?”

“I’m not a child. I’ll catch up, Jihye. As you said, I think I should contact Hayan first. Don’t rush the preparations.”

“Yes, Oh! And you should raise Han Sora’s salary.”

While saying so, I watched her waving her hand and going out of the door.

‘Yes, she honestly deserves to get a raise.’

I was reminded that the reason Jung Hayan could hold on for so long was because of Han Sora’s suppression.

‘There’s no way she would listen to Lee Jihye.’

Perhaps Han Sora’s bloody efforts calmed her.

As I slightly lowered my head, I saw the hand mirror, which was constantly vibrating. Of course, there were over a few thousand messages piled up.

[Are you still busy? I miss you. I really miss you.]

[When will you finish your work? Still, you should contact me for only a moment.]

[I miss you.]

[I miss you.]

[You’re not meeting other people right now, right?]

[There’s no way you would do that. I really miss you. Please send me a reply. What are you doing now?]

[Why are you in bed, not moving?]

[You’re not with someone else, right? You’re working, right?]

[What are you doing? Please contact me.]

As expected, a lot of accumulated messages stood out. About 2,500…

‘It’s…’

Less than expected. At that moment, I also realized that Han Sora desperately stopped her.

After writing that I would come by soon, Jung Hayan’s reply popped up immediately after pressing the send button, so I scrolled down.

[I’m sorry, Hayan. Several things suddenly happened, so I’m very busy. I will sort it out as soon as possible and go to you straight away. Hang in there.]

[Yes, yes.]

[Come quickly.]

[I missed you so much, really.]

[I really miss you so much. Can you call me? I want to see your face.]

[Are you busy?]

‘She must have been looking forward to my message all day long.’

I had no choice but to doubt whether she was doing what I told her to do.

Han Sora would have been attached to the workroom as much as possible, but Jung Hayan must’ve been only staring at the hand mirror or window.

Using the telescope, I looked toward the workroom to see if she was doing well. As expected, I could see Jung Hayan lying in bed and staring at the hand mirror.

The small problem was that the place where she was located was not her room, but my room.

‘What the fu…’

I couldn’t figure out the purpose of the items scattered around, but there were traces of her staying in that room while I wasn’t around. It was not an appropriate expression, but it looked like a room where the puppy had turned it into a mess, getting tired of waiting for the owner.

‘Why is her toothbrush over there?’

The difference was that it would be restored before I get to the room, but that part was even scarier.

I didn’t know if it was because of the promised one year or because she had gotten used to waiting, but the atmosphere that told me she was enduring well in her own way was a bit surprising.

Of course, the torn magic books and other objects showed that she had built up stress from the recent incident. However, if it were her past self, she would’ve come over right away after exploding.

‘Sora, thank you. Seriously.’

Han Sora opened the door and came in as soon as I thought of that.

-Jung Hayan, it’s mealtime.

-Ah!

Jung Hayan jumped out of bed. Han Sora was laughing, but her back was already wet with sweat.

Wasn’t that evidence that she was in a life-and-death situation during the time she couldn’t contact me?

I felt a bit bad for Han Sora, but what stood out more than her wet back was the meal she brought.

‘What the, what is that? What…?’

A character that seemed to have made using my face as a base was on the plate that Han Sora brought.

It was a piece of work that would be a waste to eat. It was so well-made that I even wondered if Sora found a new talent while assembling the angels. Jung Hayan, too, was looking at the result with her mouth open. She then began to speak as she looked at the hand mirror as if she was showing it off.

-Oppa texted me.

-I-I see. That’s good. That’s really good. Ha-haha-haha, that’s fortunate. It’s just as I said. I told you that he would be in touch soon. L-Look at this. They say he is still blocking all contact with the outside… but he contacted you first, right? It’s really true love. Hahaha. It’s true love.

-L-Love. Right?

-Yes, love, love. There’s still a lot of work to be done, so it may take a while before he gets here. Since it’s something big, he’s probably busy. He wouldn’t have forgotten you in the midst of this, right? It’s really true love. Yes, this is true love.

-Hehe, you think?

-Sure. Shouldn’t I start to organize the room now? Of course, he won’t be coming soon. In a few days, I’ll arrange it in its original condition. Oh, you shouldn’t stand like this, you have to send a reply. And today, while you were watching the video that I prepared before going to bed… Oh! I have to show you the scrapbook you made yesterday. There are things going around in Benignore Net. I took them all. How about having some amusements by watching this today?

-I-I-I miss him.

-Eat. I’ll bring it now.

-Bring that too.

-Ah! You’re talking about the wedding magazine I showed you last time. The one Deokgu collected, right? Then I’ll bring that as well. You just keep eating.

Seeing Han Sora leaving the room in a hurry after saying that felt honestly respectable. I wanted to give her a standing ovation.

Come to think of it. Unidentified goods stood out all over the room. I was relieved to think that Hayan was happily living in my room, but…

‘Is she following the training schedule?’

There were a few magic books, but they seemed to be thrown out after reading them properly.

Honestly, I wanted to tell her that it wasn’t the time to do that. Although she had achieved tremendous growth after a year of promise…

‘It still isn’t enough.’

Since the schedule was getting rushed faster than expected, our already short time became even shorter. As much as Jung Hayan was necessary for the overall flow, I had to wonder how far she had come.

[You were working hard on training, right?]

It was a spectacle to see her getting up abruptly and throwing the ripped book as soon as I pressed the hand mirror firmly.

[Yes, I was!]

The reply was, even more, a spectacle. It was too ridiculous. Maybe Hayan didn’t think that it was a lie.

Maybe she thought it’s true that she was reading when I sent the message.

I checked it just in case, but the change in her stats was indeed too little.

‘Jung Hayan, is she okay as it is?’

Such a thought filled my head.

Who knew when and at what timing the demons wearing angelic masks would pop out of that light cluster?

It seemed that Han Sora wasn’t enough to encourage her training either.

Perhaps, didn’t she have a limit since she had to put her own survival as a top priority and not go against Jung Hayan’s wishes as much as possible?

I thought it would be okay to keep the current state, but I had a bitter taste in my mouth. It was because the leaking stream of light continued to bother me.

In fact, the only thing that satisfied me right at that moment was Kim Hyunsung. I wasn’t reluctant, but as his level rose with the power of Lucifer, I wondered if he gained more power than Kim Hyunsung in the first timeline.

Of course, other than Kim Hyunsung didn’t reach the first round’s final specifications, wasn’t it a great war that lasted for a very long time?

No matter how much support the Continental Protection and Management Committee put in, they wouldn’t be able to be a force equal to the warriors made beyond commonality.

The masked trash had already trained even the warriors of the first round.

the continent’s overall level would be higher, but it was unreasonable to say that they had experienced a real crisis.

Of course, Jung Hayan was also included in that category. The Jung Hayan of the second round was still less than the Jung Hayan of the first round. Since it was what Kim Hyunsung said, then that much was clear.

In fact, if the original plan had been followed, there would be no problem, but in the current situation, I thought it would be enough…

‘…Of a problem.’

The preparation was still too insufficient, and if the pouring rays of light burst after one year, I would be grateful, but there was no way that would happen.

Maybe Yuno Kasugano’s future predicted that situation.

After tapping my thigh with a finger, I had no choice but to move my finger unknowingly.

‘You rested for a long time.’

I was a little sorry for the timing, but… there weren’t a lot of options. The situation was far too dire and far too urgent.

[Mijin, are you training hard? I want you to know that I think you are the this matter. I rely on you a lot, and I’m especially looking forward to your magic. You are the center of the plan. After this work is over, we…]

[…]

[What?]

[Oppa?]

[Who is Mijin?]

[Ah, nothing, Hayan. Do not worry about it. Looks like I sent the wrong message.]

[…]

[I guess I was hacked.]

I was sorry for Jung Hayan, but… it seemed that I should’ve felt that way for Han Sora instead.

[It’s a hack.]