Transmigrated as the Side Top used as an Emotional Trash Can - Chapter 28.2
“…Sorry. I think I’m irritable because I’m tired.”
I quickly apologized before things became more awkward. Since I had returned to lunchtime, it seemed a murder committed by someone else had already been set in motion from this point. Someone had started planning to kill me at this moment…. Who was it?
“It’s fine.”
Was it Cha Gwonhyeok, who was speaking to me right now? Had he disliked seeing me sleep against Kim Jihwan’s shoulder? Or had his disposition always been twisted, and he had merely acted on it today?
My thoughts multiplied, and I lowered my spoon before I could eat. It had been a long time since I had felt this nauseated. The dizzying sensation of my living flesh being torn apart by an immense force I couldn’t resist. I didn’t want to swallow anything.
“Baek Hanrim, eat.”
Kim Jihwan spoke as though giving an order when he saw me.
“I said eat. Unless you want to die.”
I picked up my spoon again.
“Okay. I won’t die, Jihwan-ah.”
I lowered my head and spooned up my food, trying to remember Baek Hanrim on the rooftop. If it were Baek Hanrim, he would smile more and act gentler and kinder in this situation. Let’s act like Baek Hanrim.
Because I’m Baek Hanrim.
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“Baek Hanrim, either eat or sleep. Pick one.”
It was the third time I had reached this lunchtime.
“If you push yourself that hard before the competition, you’ll get injured.”
It was the third time I had heard Cha Gwonhyeok’s voice.
“I’ll take it easy from now on.”
This time, I answered normally, exactly as I had the first time.
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And this time, I died at a café. The first and second times, I had died while standing at a crosswalk with Cha Gwonhyeok. The third time, I had gone to a café to pass the time in an attempt to avoid dying, but I died there too.
Only after dying several times did I realize it.
Cha Gwonhyeok was always beside me whenever I died.
“Was it poisoning this time…?”
After dropping Kim Jihwan off, I had said I was thirsty and was going to a café, trying to naturally shake Cha Gwonhyeok off in front of the academy. But Cha Gwonhyeok followed me, saying he would buy me a drink.
“I let my guard down because we weren’t at a crosswalk.”
I looked down at my corpse, surrounded by people after I had noticed something wrong with my body and collapsed while trying to walk toward the bathroom. My complexion was pale, and the drink I had swallowed was spilling from my mouth.
What had he put in it?
When I looked toward Cha Gwonhyeok, I saw him rising from his seat and looking my way as though trying to check what had caused the sudden disturbance. Once again, I couldn’t tell what expression he was making.
“Baek Hanrim, either eat or sleep. Pick one.”
“If you push yourself that hard before the competition, you’ll get injured.”
“I’ll take it easy from now on.”
Since I kept returning to this moment, it was clearly the branching point. But I still had no idea what was causing it. I casually spooned up some soup as I remembered the sharp bitterness I had tasted when swallowing the drink, the pain twisting my insides, my breath growing ragged, and my heart pounding out of rhythm as though it had broken. Nothing had differed from normal up to this point, so had my actions afterward been the problem?
“By the way, guys, do I look really unwell today?”
“Yeah.”
“Yeah. You look even paler now that it’s lunchtime.”
So you killed me? Did I look easy to kill because I seemed weak today?
“Make sure you tell me if I do something wrong today.”
“Since when have you ever given warning before causing trouble?”
Kim Jihwan grumbled as though he was fed up.
I laughed at his response, then met Cha Gwonhyeok’s eyes and spoke with emphasis.
“Make sure you tell me.”
Cha Gwonhyeok answered readily.
“Okay.”
Would you like to restart?
Yes / No
This time, I left school early and went home alone, only to be stabbed by an unknown assailant in an alley. The attacker seemed to have prepared thoroughly. He wore not only a hat and mask, but sunglasses and gloves as well.
“Who are you?”
Even when I tried to remove his mask, my hand merely passed through it. It seemed I couldn’t affect people or anything in direct contact with their bodies. I repeatedly grasped at nothing.
I threw a rock at the attacker. It passed harmlessly through his body, struck the wall on the opposite side, and bounced weakly away.
“Did Cha Gwonhyeok send you?”
The man remained silent as he watched me dying after stabbing me several times.
“Does he hate me that much?”
My abdomen was a gruesome sight as I bled to death. There was no need to look any longer.
I pressed ‘Yes’ again.
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