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𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟖: 𝐇𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐈𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐔𝐧𝐢𝐭
The moonlight shines.
A cold, silver glow caresses his skin, flowing quietly onto the roof of the apartment.
The wind is not blowing, but his body shivers.
“Whew.”
Siwoo picked up the cigarette he had bought at the convenience store and put it down repeatedly.
This is the result of waiting 100 years.
The things he hoped would remain the same have scattered.
The things he hoped would change have become even stronger.
Siwoo put the cigarette in his mouth. He did not light it.
“It’s a good time.”
If he had come 50 years instead of a hundred, could he have changed?
Unnecessary thoughts tangle in his head like cigarette smoke.
Xiaolong, who went to his hometown, is the second child.
Let’s make a hundred concessions and say that Kang Yeo-hwa’s actions are understandable.
However, Min-jun’s death is not easy to accept.
Where is the disciple who dies before the master?
You bastard.
Siwoo leaned his head against the railing.
The cold sensation cools his forehead.
Min-jun, who used to wear glasses with a high refractive index and smile broadly next to him.
That innocent smile pierces Siwoo’s eyes like a jewel through the vast time.
He lets out a sigh.
【𝕎𝕙𝕪 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕔𝕖?】
Pre’s clear and beautiful voice echoes from within.
It is a light and deep touch, like a close friend patting his shoulder.
“Just. I’ve changed more than I thought.”
【𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕝𝕕 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕤. ℙ𝕖𝕠𝕡𝕝𝕖 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕖, 𝕗𝕠𝕠𝕕 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕤, 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕙 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕤, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕜𝕪 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕤. ℕ𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕪𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕒𝕞𝕖. 𝕆𝕟𝕝𝕪 𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕤𝕖 𝕨𝕙𝕠 𝕕𝕠𝕟’𝕥 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕖 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕤𝕥𝕦𝕡𝕚𝕕.】
“. . . . . . .”
Pre calmly recited his thoughts.
There seems to be an invisible wound in that rough voice.
【𝕄𝕪 𝕚𝕞𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕥𝕒𝕝 𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕒𝕞𝕖. 𝕀 𝕙𝕒𝕕 𝕞𝕒𝕟𝕪 𝕗𝕒𝕞𝕚𝕝𝕪 𝕞𝕖𝕞𝕓𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕗𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕤, 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕘𝕠𝕟𝕖. 𝕀 𝕒𝕞 𝕒𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕟𝕠𝕨. 𝔼𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕤.】
A being that must have lived several times more than Siwoo, who has lived for over 100 years.
Siwoo could guess that Pre had experienced more than he had, if not less.
‘𝙄𝙛 𝙄 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙝𝙪𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙.’
Siwoo had also experienced the loneliness that came from that.
Because it was a crazy feeling he felt in this other world.
【. . . . . .𝕊𝕠 𝕕𝕠𝕟’𝕥 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕖. 𝕀 𝕨𝕠𝕟’𝕥 𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕖.】
This is a strange conclusion.
If everything had to change, then.
Those who don’t want to change are stupid, then.
But tell me not to change?
Siwoo was momentarily dazed by Pre’s sudden sternness.
And I could fully understand that heart.
Still, if that’s what you want to believe. If you want to be stupid once more.
“Yeah, I won’t change. I won’t change until I die. So don’t change either.”
【𝕆𝕜𝕒𝕪.】
A faint smile spread.
Siwoo stared into the distance, leaving a new cigarette on the roof railing.
The moon hides in the clouds.
“. . . You smoke it all, you devil.”
Death of a disciple.
It’s the moment when you come to Earth to do something.
Siwoo clenched his fists.
🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷
“My brother hasn’t changed a bit in ten years.”
Min Si-joon felt like he was the only one who had grown old.
Of course, the expression ‘adult’ is more appropriate than ‘old’.
However, Siwoo had not changed at all compared to the old days.
Does it mean that the appearance of a preservative is like this? Now Siwoo looks like a younger brother.
“It’s not ten years, it’s a hundred years.”
“Are you immortal by any chance. . . ?”
“I’m going to die of old age because of my disciples.”
In fact, healers age more slowly as they handle life energy.
Aria, the saint of the 〈Sacred Agape Order〉, has been maintaining the same appearance for almost fifteen years.
Moreover, Siwoo was also a hunter with a strong healing ability that could be counted on one hand.
It is no exaggeration to say that aging is more like crawling than slowing down.
Siwoo smiled and looked over the clothes his brother had bought.
Min Si-joon, who has now become a world-class rich man, has plenty of clothes, but the problem was size.
Siwoo’s brother’s clothes were too loose for Siwoo, who was a little more plump, taller, and had a solid body.
So Min Si-joon went with another secretary to buy clothes and supplies that Siwoo would need.
He didn’t even think about the price and picked out the clothes that looked the best in the department store.
Min Si-joon, who said, “Is this enough?” to the secretary who asked, “Are you buying this much?” and picked out more clothes.
For Si-joon, his older brother was his parents.
His older brother who raised Si-joon instead of his parents who passed away early.
Even his brother, who was good at studying, dropped out of high school and jumped into the life of a hunter.
It was to feed the only younger brother.