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"Nice to meet you.  I've heard a lot from my bishop. "

 Kim Hyun-hyung has reached out with a smile.  A slightly sprouting beard made his impression of a mild look a bit rough.  Han Woo-jin hesitated for a while and held hands.  It was incredible that the man in front of him was Kim.  10 years ago
 Since I knew the name and was looking for a game.

 "…  I'm Hanwoojin. "

 I tried to say anything, so I was choked.  impression?  Regret?  Because of the indefinable feelings, I was cut off by a short introduction.  It seems that the ceremony seemed to be non-adherent as usual.  He stabbed Han Woo-jin's side with his elbow.

 "Hey, are you free to come now?"
 "Director…  "

 It was a time when Han Woo-jin was embarrassed by his sudden appearance in conversation.  One bombshell dropped toward Kim, who was watching such a ceremony.

 "Hey form, do you have to relax this tournament?"
 "Why do you?"

 With his eyes wide open, the former coach returned a satisfactory reaction.  But in the next few words, I was really surprised.

 "He's gonna beat you.  If you get caught by your juniors and fall asleep, you're embarrassed. "
 "Go, bishop!"
 "…  Hoo. "

 Kim looked at Hanwoojin with an expression of unknown meaning.  It didn't look angry.  At least it wasn't as if it had scratched the nerves of a cheeky junior.

 Rather, he even admired my heart.  Who was the player who challenged him after reaching the top in the domestic rankings and peaking in Korean tennis?  Hanwoojin could not see a single person before.

 "You're looking forward to it."
 "Is not it?"

 Han Woo-jin didn't know the English language and looked around, but Sang Sang-sik and Kim Hyung shared only a sympathy with each other.  The former director who had worked in the war squad had known Kim Hyung for a long time.  Concerns about the Korean tennis industry stagnating
 I was trying to share.

 Did the former manager look forward to it?  Then Kim could infer only one thing.  It meant that he found qualities that could break the walls of the world.

 Kim Hyung-sook, who summed up his thoughts, threw words of playfulness to his juniors with a cheerful feeling.

 "Where do you live because you are scared of juniors?  Please be gentle on the court. "
 "I'm begging you too."

 After facing each other in a hurry, the former coach who was watching the side laughed.  The guy who was stiff like the old man showed up like that and was fresh.  I thought it was awkward for seniors and juniors, but Kim Hyung-yeon is like a child who met Santa.
 It was.

 'No, is it different?'
 It was not a face that looked like a senior.  It was as if he met a man who had been admiring since he was young.  But the former director knew that.  Nobody could know Hanwoojin's situation.

 The three went back to the conference, talking about a little topic.  Han Woo-jin had no reason to join the waiting room because the match was taken by default today.  The three broke up in the hallway and entered Kim's waiting room.

 On his way back to the audience, Sang Sik talked to him with a stupid face.

 "Ujin, did you know the form?"
 "Who doesn't know Kim?"
 "끙…  "

 I heard that too.  However, there was a gap between perception and Hanwoojin that could not be narrowed.  It was the top of Korea, who looked up as a mid-sized athlete, the cumulative amount of emotion accumulated over 10 years.

 One with unanswered questions, the other with the sentiment of meeting his admirer.

 The two returned to the audience.


 * * *


 Around 10 am, the opening of the Seoul Open began with a light greeting from the host.  Unidentified foreign players and some Korean players were sitting in the waiting room, touching their rackets and cleaning up their condition.

 The warm summer sunshine plunged the audience seats, but the seats of the three people were exquisitely shadowed.  But it's the same hot.  Stealing sweat from his forehead, Shin Se-yeon looked down at the court where his first game had just begun.

 "This Seoul Open has a high level of players."
 "Well, yes."

 At the end of Shin Se-yeon, Sang-sang nodded his head.  Usually, the Korean Challenger League rarely participated in the top ranking players.  Will there be at least one or two players at the top of the list?  That was enough.

 But this time it was a little different.  There are a total of 5 players in the top 100 rankings, and the rest of the 200 seeded players are also in the rankings.  Starting in the 32nd round, unlike other times, a rally is expected.

 "…  Seyeon, what's the game for Kim Hyung? "
 "Wait."

 She pulled out a draw and found Kim's name.  Seed numbers were so advanced that it didn't take long to find them.  Shin Se-yeon told the order by pointing out the name with a thin finger.

 "It's second.  Sidra Grunge Placement is in front. "
 "Next game…  "

 Han Woo-jin did not even have a game, but he grabbed his hand while sneaking on the racket he had brought.  I was excited to see how much Kim's status window would be.

 Wimbledon was born as a prince, Choi Yeon-hyuk until the appearance of the figure was the unchanging Korea's strongest.  Kim Hyung-hyun was the player who aroused Korean tennis, which had no world ranker.  Could not have been expected.

 Due to that expectation, the first game felt only slow.  The sub and marvelous strokes of lightly over 180 mph did not attract his eyes.  That is what human mind is.  Pay attention to what's behind you in front
 Will not be.

 "Match won by Gunho Lee!  6-4, 7-5! "

 It was a fluent English pronunciation.
 Foreign women were raising their voices in the referee's seat.  Half-counted white hair was an impressive figure of his own.  Han Woo-jin asked to look back.  Agents know more clearly than players
 It was a story.

 "Judge, you're from the association?"
 "Maybe it is.  When Seoul opens  "
 "Probably what, of course.  It's one of the biggest competitions in this craziest country. "

 The former director intervened in the conversation with a sad voice.  He was making a bad look.  It was not a malice against a foreign referee.  Han Woo-jin felt like he knew what kind of complaint he had.

 "What's the biggest competition?"
 "okay!"

 He replied roughly, chewing gums.  There was no ATP tour in Korea.  As a result, the Challenger League became the largest competition, and the Busan Open and Seoul Open were the largest.

 The ceremony was compelled to complain.  No matter how barren, is it the biggest challenger?  I didn't know what it means for the Korean Tennis Association, which doesn't attract any ATP tours.

 "Do you think Korean players are ignored abroad?  All of Asia, but Korea adds up!  It's sad because there's no name, but they don't know which land masses Korea is in. "
 "…  right."

 I felt it at the Mets open.  When the name of Korea is introduced, a questionable voice hoveres among the crowd.  It is not yet if South Korea has surpassed the developed world by the economic growth.  And three tennis
 In the world, Korea was hard to reach the level of developing countries.

 "The form is still doing well, but he's thirty now.  It's hard for me to look above. "

 His sighing voice was exhausted.  How many years have you tried to change the country in which you have given up your life?  Even Kim Hyung, who was the only hope, wandered to find a new light in the era of heyday.

 And found two people.

 "…  Did you say it's lower?
 "Yeah."

 The voice weakened by vomiting.  Han Woo-jin replied with all his strength.  What I expect now is not good grades.  It was a proof of talent that would change the perception of Korean tennis beyond the giant named Kim Hyung.

 The ceremony lifted up his head.  His gleaming eyes realized that he still did not give up.  A bleak voice came out.

 "Show me.  You can take his place.  No, I can go beyond that. "
 "Okay."

 Shin Se-yeon was quietly swallowing words while the conversation between men was heavy.  Although he was a worker in the same sport, he could not follow the depths of the two.  It was a sense of distance between the men and women and the positions of the players and agents.

 Still, she found a moment to talk.  It was because the players who played the next game appeared to be on the court.  American player named Jose.  And,

 "Kim Hyung-soo."

 In response to Shin Se-yeon's voice, the two men turned almost simultaneously.  For Han Woo-jin and Jeon Sang-sik, Kim was a meaningful name.  As before, he had a grin and talked hard.  Before the battle
 It was a professional face.

 'Let's see you.'

 Han Woo-jin reached out with a racket next to him.  Now was the best time.  Just before the start of the match, the best time to compare the two players' abilities.

 As Racket's rubber grip filled his hands, a myriad of letters and numbers came to his mind.

 [Kim form]
 Strength 58 / Stamina 61 / Agility 59
 HP 1820/2440 SP 750/750

 Forehand: 13/20
 Backhand: 11/20
 Serve: 11/20
 Volley: 10/20
 Smash: 10/20
 Dropshot: 12/20
 Lob: 10/20
 Special Skills: ??? (???)

 Isaac Jose
 Strength 65 / Stamina 60 / Agility 56
 HP 2150/2400 SP 610/610

 Forehand: 12/20
 Backhand: 7/20
 Serve: 11/20
 Volley: 7/20
 Smash: 11/20
 Dropshot: 7/20
 Lob: 6/20
 Special Skills: None

 It was because they were adjacent to each other.  Han Woo-jin first looked at Kim's stats and was puzzled by lower-than-expected figures, and admired by seeing a perfectly balanced skill level.

 Thorough balance type…  All but one sub is higher than me. '

 And it went straight to Jose's stats.  He was a white man with a thick forearm and had very high strength.  However, compared to muscle strength a little more agile side.  Han Woo-jin once met a player with this ability.

 He was the owner of a stat similar to Robert Fabian, who faced the Mets Opener in the first qualifying round.

 "You have one strength."

 Jeon Sang-sik took a look at Jose's appearance and grasped the player's characteristics.  It wasn't as precise an analysis as the status bar, but anyone knew it was a player with exceptional strength.  It was regrettable that the arm holding the racket wriggled.

 The two bounced the coin with the referee in between, and the Sub right returned to Jose.  The two greeted in short English and returned to the end of their courts.  Only then did the judgment stand up and proclaim in a loud voice.

 "Hyungtae Kim on My Right!  Isaac Jose on My Left!  Jose to Serve! "

 After a brief pause, she swung her arm from side to side with an unfit force.

 "Love All (0: 0)!  Play! "

 It was a declaration of beginning.

Thirty-three years old. A talentless tennis player for NK company with an unsuccessful career, Han Woo Jin. No matter how hard he tried, there was a limit to how much he could accomplish. Eventually, when the day for him to quit tennis had finally arrived, he was sent back ten years to the past with a system…

You can find the previous chapter at myoniyonitranslation but because they are dropped the story i will mtled the story xd

There was only one sentence that came out of Cale's mouth.

"…What the fuck?"

It clearly showed his current emotional state.

What the heck was this?
He had faced many unexplainable things until now.
He could let most things go because the fact that he ended up inside a novel called 'The Birth of a Hero' was something that others would not be able to believe.

Kim Rok Soo was someone who had faced monsters appearing on Earth and in Korea, experiencing most things that one would only find in a raid novel or a modern fantasy novel.
He was someone who had lived for over fifteen years in such a world.

"Human, what is going on?"
"I don't know why he is acting like this."

Hong and Raon looked toward Cale with concern, but Cale was not in the proper emotional state to respond to the children.

This was the first time.
This was the first time he was completely flabbergasted since coming to this world.

'Is it a coincidence?'

Was it a coincidence that the title and author of this first Dragon Slayer's record book and 'The Birth of a Hero' were the same?

Was something like that possible?

'…Are there such things as coincidences in this world?'

Cale did not have the luxury of thinking about anything else.
His hand moved past the barrier around the altar.

Cale grabbed the book as soon as his palm touched it.
His hand was quickly moving as if he was in a rush.

"Hu-"

Raon, who was starting to call out to Cale and moving toward him, stopped talking after seeing a hand in front of him. Choi Han made the children step back.
Bud was already leaning on a wall with his arms crossed and a stiff expression on his face.
There were no traces of being drunk visible on his face anymore.

Choi Han was standing next to Cale, who was looking around, with his hand on the hilt of his sword.
However, Cale had not noticed any of that.

"…It's real."

Cale touched the cover of the book with his finger.

He could see the title of, < The Birth of a Hero > and the author underneath it.

Nelan Barrow.

This was definitely the author of the book that Kim Rok Soo had been reading. Kim Rok Soo had found the author's name to be odd when he first started to read 'The Birth of a Hero.'

It was because it was rare to find an author who used an English name like this.
It was one thing if it was a fantasy novel that was translated from a foreign country, however, 'The Birth of a Hero' that Kim Rok Soo had borrowed was a Korean fantasy novel.
The main character might face a lot of adversities, but other than that, it was just a Korean high school student who traveled through dimensions, became a munchkin, and then the hero of the world.

'But why?'

Why were the authors for that fantasy novel and this first Dragon Slayer's record book the same?
Nelan Barrow should be the name of the first Dragon Slayer.

You're right.

Cale flinched and his body started to shake.
A voice that had been quiet until now finally reappeared in his mind.

The Scary Giant Cobblestone.
His voice sounded slightly heavy.

Sorry for responding so late when you kept calling for me.

The Super Rock sounded apologetic as well.

I was busy filtering the large amount of power that flowed into your body through the crown so that you could use it as is and let it out.

Cale remained quiet as he waited for the Super Rock to continue. The Super Rock seemed to have realized this as he continued to speak.

Nelan Barrow. That was the name of the child I saved in the final battle.

The final battle where the Super Rock had died.
The name of the only surviving child from the battle was Nelan Barrow.

Cale slowly closed his eyes before opening them back up.

"Huuuuuu."

He took a deep breath.

Flip.

Cale's finger flipped the first page.
There was a preface written there.

< This is a record about a human who turned the world into both paradise and hell in his quest to become a god. >

It made Cale think about Wind Island which used to be one of the Three Restricted Areas.
He recalled the mural located on the ceiling of the temple.

It was the story of how the human who had the sky attribute as well as all five of the natural attributes and led an organization called the Forest of Darkness to become a god.

He wanted to become the sky itself in order to be able to turn some areas into a lush paradise while turning others into desolate hells so that he could rule over the people.

The Super Rock had talked about that person before.

'The White Star was destroyed on the day I died.'

The person who wanted to become a god was the White Star.
Cale then recalled something the Super Rock had said about the current White Star.

'Cale, I think that the current White Star is mimicking the ancient White Star.'

Cale started to smile.
The book in his hand right now was the first Dragon Slayer's record of the ancient White Star.

Tap. Tap.

Cale's finger tapped on the page.

"This was it."

This was the reason the current White Star could mimic the ancient White Star.

"It was this record."

The current White Star was able to mimic the ancient White Star after reading through this record book.
That certainty filled Cale's mind.

He read the next sentence.



The word, 'guardian,' roamed around in Cale's mouth.

Ahem, he's talking about me.

The Super Rock commented in an awkward voice, but Cale easily ignored it.
Why?

"…Do you know the meaning of this?"

What are you talking about?

Cale started to speak again after hearing the Super Rock ask back.
He was pointing to the next sentence on the page.

"What does this say?"

…Is there such a language?

The Super Rock responded back in confusion. However, Cale was barely able to maintain his calm after hearing voices coming from behind him.

"Hmm? Is he asking us? Huh? What language is that?"
"I've never seen it before! There are words that even someone as great and mighty as I do not know!"
"I don't know!"
"No idea!"

The group responded in confusion as well.
However, Cale managed to hear the very quiet voice in between Bud and the children averaging nine-years-old's louder voices.

"…Huh?"

It was Choi Han.
It was different than the normal Choi Han.
He seemed to be out of it.

Cale fixed the expression on his face.
This was the first time since he came to this world that he was thankful that he could put on a poker face.

The next sentence on the page was in a different language.
Cale was able to read the text that neither the Super Rock from ancient times, the Eastern continent's Bud, nor Raon who has learned many different languages could read.

< For a foreigner who might end up here as I did. >

And underneath that…

< Choi Jung Gun >

It started to get loud around him.

"Mm, I guess we need to do some research on this. Is it some ancient text?"
"Let's ask gramps! Or m, my m, mo-! Anyway, let's ask!"
"What interesting letters! They look more like symbols!"

Bud and the children averaging nine-years-old were loudly chatting away. They were trying even harder to find the answer because the pale Cale had asked after calming down a bit.

However, Cale could read these words.
They were in Korean.

Cale just calmly waited for the reaction from the quiet individual.

He could hear Choi Han's extremely quiet voice through the loud chatter.

"…Uncle?"

'Haaaaaaaaa.'

Cale had to stop himself from laughing.
It wasn't because he was happy.

It was because he was in disbelief.
He was completely flabbergasted.

He almost let out a scoff.

Choi Han had been born in a happy family and grew up with his parents' love. However, he ended up traveling through dimensions on his own and had to spend a long time in the Forest of Darkness alone.

Choi Han.
Choi Jung Gun.

Cale had a certain thought every so often ever since coming to this world.
This thought filled his mind more often ever since the White Star showed up.

'How was Choi Han able to become the main character here?'

How was Choi Han able to defeat the White Star?
Even though he had many powerful friends such as Rosalyn and Lock, how could Choi Han have defeated the White Star without most of his current friends such as Raon, On, and Hong by his side?
Such questions like that filled Cale's mind every so often.

There was also a different thought as well.

He had only read up to volume 5.
In that case, wasn't it likely that there would be 'something' for Choi Han later?
Plot armor as the main character to be victorious?

He couldn't help but think about it.

And now, Cale had found that 'something' for the 'main character Choi Han.'

"Human! There's more written on there in that weird text!"

There were more things written in Korean on there.



He was right.
It was much more likely that it would never happen.
How would a foreigner be able to see a book that is located in a region underneath the Castle of Light that only someone with the Dragon Slayer's crown could access?

However, Cale was thinking that this book would have somehow ended up in Choi Han's possession in the original story.



This record book was a record of the ancient White Star as well as the memoir of Nelan Barrow, the first Dragon Slayer, formerly known as Choi Jung Gun.

< This text is something only a foreigner who comes from the same place I came from could read. That is because I did not share anything about my hometown with this world. >

It made Cale think about information regarding the first Dragon Slayer.

It was said that he had no family.
He never got married and never had any children.

Why had he not paid attention to that?

He was someone who had one day appeared in this world, similar to how Choi Han had ended up here.

The preface did not end with just one page.
Cale flipped to the next page of the Korean portion of the preface with as calm of an expression as possible.

Flip.

In the short instant he was about to turn the page…
Cale had to close the book right away after seeing the first few words on the next page. Thanks to that, the others were not able to see the contents.
Cale could see someone reaching for the book at that moment.

"I…"

It was Choi Han.
He looked calm, but Cale could tell that Choi Han's mind was in a state of chaos right now.

Choi Han reached his hand out toward Cale.

"Cale-nim, I, may I look at the book?"

He then heard the voices of the others.

"Oh! Choi Han! Can you read it? Did you figure something out?"
"Mr. Choi Han, you want to take a look?"

Raon and Bud asked Choi Han at the same time.

"Hey, alcoholic Mercenary King! Our Choi Han is actually very smart! Much smarter than you!"
"I agree! Choi Han is smart!"
"Our youngest is right!"

Bud then had to listen to the children averaging nine-years-old tell him that he was dumb.
Cale still had his usual stoic expression through all of this.

"Cale-nim."

Choi Han called out to him once again.
It was possible that he had found the first traces of his hometown after tens, no, an uncountable number of years. And that trace related to someone he believed was his uncle.
Cale could tell how Choi Han was feeling even without asking.

"For now."

However.

"…Cale-nim?"

Cale frowned as usual before bluntly adding on.

"We don't have the time to look through this book for now if we want to smack the White Star from behind."

Choi Han wanted to say something, but Cale kept going.

"You know how good my memory is, right? I am someone who can remember both texts and images."

Tap. Tap.

Cale tapped on the book.

"I will first quickly memorize the contents of this book. I just need to memorize the image if it is something I can't read."

The Mercenary King started to clap.

"Ahh! My friend truly is amazing! Ahh!"

Cale naturally ignored him and continued to speak.

"Choi Han, do you know about this language?"
"…I think I do."

'Think my ass. Of course you know Korean.'
Cale held back a sigh and continued to talk normally. At least he tried.

"Then even better. I will first memorize the contents of this book as images. Let's come back after taking care of the White Star to read through it more thoroughly."

Some of the group nodded their heads.

"In that case, there should be no issues with Choi Han reading through the text even if something goes wrong in the battle against the White Star since I would have memorized it all."

Cale looked toward Choi Han and continued to speak.

"We need to hurry. The Lord-nim, Eruhaben-nim, Ron, and Beacrox will be in danger if the White Star realizes that they are the only ones there."

Choi Han had no choice but to look away from the book and nod his head.

"You're right, Cale-nim. Let's hurry back and then return."

Cale was relieved that Choi Han cared more about his friends than the traces about his hometown.
He waved his hand and told everyone to move away.

"Stand back. It'll only slow me down if you bother me."

Everybody stepped back without any complaints.
Cale's mouth started to go dry as he watched the others move away from him.

His palm that was holding the book was sweating.
It was difficult to even open the book.

He recalled the words he saw before he had quickly closed the book.

Record.
The power to record everything he sees.
Unlike what he told the others, Cale had already been using his power since they entered the village.
All of the records were filling up his mind.

Even the information on the next page was recorded with that quick view.
He was able to close the book right away because it was a speed that nobody else could follow.

Cale clearly recalled the next words that were already memorized in his mind.

This was what Choi Jung Gun, first Dragon Slayer Nelan Barrow, had recorded.



This was the case for Choi Han as well.

< However, I chose death. >

Choi Jung Gun chose death for himself.


< The name of that sword is the Sword of Disasters. >

It was a name that Cale was familiar with as well.

The Sword of Disasters.
It was one of the ancient powers that the Dragon Slayers received each generation.




Cale now had an idea about how Choi Han would have defeated the White Star in the novel.
He could almost predict it.

He probably charged at the White Star without caring for his own life.

He recalled the last Korean text on the preface.

< If I could return to the past, I would have fought to protect my friends, even if it cost me my life. >

'What stupid nonsense.
Why would you put your life on the line? Who would that help?
This motherfucking Birth of a Hero.'

Cale's usual temperamental self would have ripped this book up, burned it down, somehow destroyed the ashes, and make every trace of it disappear from the world.

When I opened my eyes, I was inside a novel.
[The Birth of a Hero].

[The Birth of a Hero] was a novel focused on the adventures of the main character, Choi Han, a high school boy who was transported to a different dimension from Earth, along with the birth of the numerous heroes of the continent.

I became a part of that novel as the trash of the Count’s family, the family that oversaw the territory where the first village that Choi Han visits is located.

The problem is that Choi Han becomes twisted after that village, and everyone in it, are destroyed by assassins.

The bigger problem is the fact that this stupid trash who I’ve become doesn’t know about what happened in the village and messes with Choi Han, only to get beaten to a pulp.

“…This is going to be a problem.”

I feel like something serious has happened to me.

But it was worth trying to make this my new life.

[The Fourth Wall is showing its teeth in a threatening manner.]

Fierce sparks filled the air. I quickly ordered Mark to leave the office. I wouldn't be able to figure out what was happening if he was present.

'Wait a minute, listen to me.'

I thought about what I could do to appease this damn wall. 'You love stories. Once this is over, I'll feed you many things that you want to eat.

[The Fourth Wall is looking at you with a frown.]

The growling pressured seemed to calm down a bit. It didn't seem to have any effect.

'I have something I need to check. I could die if I don't know it. Is that what you want?'

The Fourth Wall was silent. Fortunately, this guy didn't want me to die at the moment. The Fourth Wall was silent for a long time before speaking.

「 The Fourth Wall says, Kim Dok ja. 」

"Yes."

「 It wi ll be dan ge rous with out me. 」

I thought I knew what it was talking about. One of the Fourth Wall's functions included protecting me from the eyes of the constellations. Thus, it was worried about the constellations harming me once it was turned off.

'I know. However, this time I have to look.'

In front of my firm will, the Fourth Wall was silent for a moment before opening its mouth.

「10 se conds on ly. 」

10 seconds. Yes, it was a bit tight but it was fine.

「 All chan nels must be block ed. 」

I nodded.

-Biyoo. Play an ad on the channel.

The moment the order was sent via the dokkaebi communication, the screen turned off.

[Many constellations are confused by the sudden advertisement.]

Okay, this was enough. However, the Fourth Wall wasn't satisfied.

「 The Fourth Wall says, Not e nough yet. 」

'Not enough? What?'

The Fourth Wall didn't answer. I looked up and Biyoo was blinking innocently.

[...Baat?]

Biyoo was clearly blocking the channel properly. It wasn't enough yet...

At this moment, the previous scenario came to mind.

Hidden Scenario - Kim Dokja Proof of Identity. In this industrial complex, there was a dokkaebi carrying out the scenario. I stared out the window at the ruins of the scenario.

The Star Stream created the hidden scenarios but it was the dokkaebis that guided the direction of the scenario.

[Many constellations are protesting the unstable channel conditions.]

In retrospect, 'Kim Dokja Proof of Identity' was a rather unusual scenario. It was a scenario that precisely knew the demands of the constellations and even contained information about 'me' before the first scenario...

No matter how I thought about it, there was only one person who would do this. I sighed and slowly opened my mouth. "Bihyung, won't you come out?"

***

"Ahjumma! Where are you? I came!"

A charitable medical relief station in Seongnam. This shelter, established with the government's help, was one of the civilian relief organizations that cared for the casualties of the scenario invasions.

Han Sooyoung shouted while kicking a fallen patient in her way. "Kim Dokja's mother! Kim Dokja's mother, raise your hand!"

The patient who had been lying down quickly moved away due to the kick. Yoo Sangah hurriedly approached and took care of the patient.

"I'm sorry. Are you okay? ...Hey, Han Sooyoung-ssi!"

Han Sooyoung was disgusted by Yoo Sangah's sharp voice. "Ahhh, go away if you're going to nag me."

"You are too much. These people are patients!"

"I'm a patient too."

As the frowning Yoo Sangah finally became angry, the door of the relief centre opened and new patients appeared. They were incarnations wounded by the monsters present in this world. They were people the large wards couldn't handle and were forced to come to this relief station. Han Sooyoung saw a familiar woman as she looked around.

"Lee Seolhwa is also here."

Righteous Lee Seolhwa. She was a colleague of Yoo Jonghyuk who was taking care of the patients here.

Han Sooyoung sighed deeply. "It is a real mess... Do you know? She was originally destined to be a very bad woman."

"How do you know that?"

"I just know. Why can't I know what Kim Dokja also knows?"

Yoo Sangah's eyes narrowed when Han Sooyoung mentioned Kim Dokja. Han Sooyoung glanced at Yoo Sangah and said, "Kim Dokja has changed too many things. He saved those who were meant to die and killed those who were meant to live..."

"...Is this about the prophecy?"

"You don't know it anyway. I just want to say that I would've never done what Kim Dokja did."

Han Sooyoung pulled out a piece of dark chocolate and ate it. The bitter taste of the chocolate spread in her mouth and the bitterness seemed to affect Han Sooyoung.

"The future was ruined by him. The story should flow the way it was meant to. If it was me..."

"If it was you, Kim Dokja and you would be no different from a 'character.'"

It wasn't Yoo Sangah's voice. Han Sooyoung smiled and turned towards the person.

"You look healthy, Sooyoung."

Kim Dokja's mother, Lee Sookyung was behind them.

"It doesn't matter if I'm healthy or not."

"My Dokja seems to like unhealthy children."

"I don't care what Kim Dokja likes!"

Lee Sookyung laughed at Han Sooyoung's reaction before turning her head. "It has been a while, Yoo Sangah-ssi. What's going on here?"

Before Yoo Sangah could reply, Han Sooyoung interrupted again. "Use Good or Bad Luck, Disaster or Happiness Fortune."

Good or Bad Luck, Disaster or Happiness Fortune. It was one of the stigmas Lee Sookyung received from her sponsor, Founder's Mother.

"Good or Bad Luck, Disaster or Happiness Fortune... you always seem confident. Why are you suddenly trying to lean on something like this?"

"I wish I could solve everything with confidence."

"You have lost your information. Is that right?"

Han Sooyoung and Lee Sookyung were different from Kim Dokja. Han Sooyoung only read the 'early' parts of the original novel while Lee Sookyung only knew the information she had heard from Kim Dokja. In the end, both of them had uncertain future information.

Lee Sookyung smiled lightly and asked, "Why did you come to me? Sangah can do something similar with Olympus' power."

"Are you joking? Did you forget what Olympus did to Kim Dokja?"

The two of them bickered while Yoo Sangah muttered with an embarrassed expression.

"I'm sorry, I can't help you right now..."

"Don't worry about it. I know the situation with Olympus is complicated. Isn't it in the midst of an internal feud right now?"

"...Yes."

Yoo Sangah bowed her head with an unconvinced expression while Han Sooyoung said, "Just leave it alone. They've had so much sex that their lifespan is being cut. Faster than―"

Yoo Sangah's eyes widened at the unexpected words. Lee Sookyung looked at them and laughed.

"Okay, young ladies. What information do you want to know? For reference, I can't see the concrete future with Good or Bad Luck, Disaster or Happiness Fortune. I can only point the way."

Han Sooyoung nodded as if she already knew. "I want to know about Kim Dokja's current situation."

"Hrmm..."

Lee Sookyung looked at Han Sooyoung with a subtle gaze and Han Sooyoung quickly added. "It is because the Korean Peninsula could be destroyed depending on how things are going over there. I am hearing strange stories from the constellations these days... why are you laughing?"

"You're just cute."

Han Sooyoung complained. "Quickly do it."

"I've been looking at it for a long time."

"Yes? ...Then what is it?"

Lee Sookyung smiled. "Well, it can be either. A week ago, it was in the middle and three days ago it was inauspicious..."

"What? Inauspicious?"

"Yesterday it was lucky..."

"Then what is it now?"

Lee Sookyung pulled out a bronze mirror without speaking. It was a fragment of the Heavenly Mirror, one of the three divine treasures. "See for yourself."

There was an unusual nuance in her voice that caused Han Sooyoung and Yoo Sangah to simultaneously put their heads together. Then faint letters appeared on the bronze mirror.

―Great Misfortune.

For a moment, Han Sooyoung doubted if she read the hanja properly. (Hanja=Chinese characters)

"Is this real?"

"I don't know. If you're curious, you can ask the Hongik nebula." She said this but Lee Sookyung didn't look very comfortable either. Then the surface of the mirror shook and the writing changed.

"Ah...? The word 'help' appeared?" Yoo Sangah exclaimed and the other two glanced at the mirror.

Help. It was an obvious meaning and there was no need to interpret it. Han Sooyoung and Yoo Sangah faced each other at the same time.

Lee Sookyung sighed lightly and asked them, "Then who will go?"

***

[ ...Kim Dokja is truly Kim Dokja. How did you know?]

Bihyung appeared out of thin air. His fur was shiny and he was now wearing good quality cloth materials. The dokkaebi used to only wear tiger underwear but that was an old story now.

"What about the Korean Peninsula channel?"

[I was demoted. Can't you tell?]

"It looks like you're not doing well without me?"

[You'll know if you come back.]

Bihyung didn't use honorifics as before. Perhaps it was proof that the relationship between us had changed. In fact, my contract with him had ended with my death.

Bihyung stared at me for a while and I gazed back.

[Have you been well?]

"It is as you can see."

[Yes, I've heard many stories about you.]

I lightly nodded.

[Do you want to come back to my channel again? I will treat you well.]

Perhaps Bihyung's words were sincere. It was a more dangerous proposal because it was genuine.

"Well..."

I didn't hate Bihyung now. However, I wasn't naive enough to join hands with Bihyung. Bihyung was a dokkaebi with strings to the bureau and the bureau was one of the most dangerous groups in the world.

[Indeed, you were originally such a person.]

Bihyung's expression was changing. It was natural for the dokkaebis to be aloof to those who left their channels. The idea that Bihyung could become an enemy wasn't impossible. Even so, the time had come sooner than I thought.

[Then what about this? Build a joint channel with me. It is fine since this is the Demon World.]

For a moment, I thought I heard wrong. "...Are you serious?"

[Think about it once.]

In fact, it wasn't a bad suggestion. If I built a joint channel with Biyoo, it would allow Biyoo to learn and grow quickly. "I understand. More than that, now..."

At this moment, I heard Bihyung through the dokkaebi communication.

-Do you want me to turn the channel off?

I nodded. As expected, Bihyung only pretended to be stupid.

-I don't know what you're trying to do but I wish you well. I have a few things to do so... let's resolve the rest at a later time.

I didn't understand why Bihyung was so favourable towards me. In any case, I was fortunate. Bihyung changed the settings and then a message from the constellations was heard.

[All constellations in the channel are dissatisfied with the channel's connection!]

I immediately looked at the Fourth Wall.

「 The Fourth Wall says, Do not look for too lo ng. 」

[The exclusive skill 'Fourth Wall' has been released.]

I felt the curtain surrounding my world disappearing. I didn't miss this time and turned on the Attributes Window.

[Checking the Attributes Window.]

A vast amount of information entered my mind.

+

[Character Information]

Name: Kim Dokja

Age: 28 years old

Constellation Support: None

Modifier: Demon King of Salvation (Narrative)

Private Attribute: Lamarck Kirin (Legend), Demon World Duke (Legend), Scenario Interpreter (???),  ■■ Apostle (???)...
..
..

+

I could now see my attributes that I couldn't confirm properly last time. To be honest, it was surprising. I thought my attribute would be 'reader'...

Scenario Interpreter? Besides, what was ■■ Apostle? Why wasn't the attribute rating shown?

[You have checked your Attributes Window for the first time.]

[The effect of the 'Scenario Interpreter' is activated!]

In any case, I kept checking the information. The part I watched most carefully was the 'Exclusive Skills.'

+

Exclusive Skills: Omniscient Reader's Viewpoint Lv. ?, Bookmark Lv. ?, Character List Lv. ?, Fourth Wall Lv. ?, Reading Comprehension Lv. ?, ....

+

One of the skills originally hidden with a ■ could be seen.

Reading Comprehension. At first glance, it seemed like the ability to read and understand something but I didn't think it was that simple. Most of the skills I've acquired so far were like that.

I raised my hand to the Attributes Window without thinking. Then there was the sound of sparks appearing and the Attributes Window started breaking apart.

...Was it already 10 seconds? I thought so at first but the problem wasn't that simple.

A faint ringing was heard in my ears and my head suddenly throbbed. The finger touching the Attributes Window was numb and the world became dizzy. I felt like vomiting. Beyond the insurmountable wall, something was calling me.

[The exclusive skill 'Fourth Wall' is strongly activated!]

The situation wasn't improved despite the Fourth Wall activating. The surrounding landscapes started to mix together. It was a scene where things that shouldn't go together were merged. In the midst of this terrible mood, I felt a strange sense of unity. It felt like something I had been wanting for a long time.

Then I heard a strange message.

[Your understanding of the character 'Kim Dokja' has increased.]

What...? The moment my consciousness flickered, someone spoke to me.

「 (So, you were told not to look for too long). 」

TL: Rainbow Turtle

Only I know the end of this world.
One day our MC finds himself stuck in the world of his favorite webnovel. What does he do to survive? It is a world struck by catastrophe and danger all around.
His edge? He knows the plot of the story to end. Because he was the sole reader that stuck with it. Read his story to see how he survives!

Observing Chen Xiaolian’s solemn gaze, Roddy restrained his original desire to spit out more words of mockery. He then honestly answered.

“Qiao Qiao, nickname: Big Miss Qiao, Queen Qiao. Her character is sometimes glacial, sometimes fiery. In short, she possesses the external looks of a gentle Goddess ranked beauty. However, Heavens had seen it fit to bestow upon her the soul of an S type… unless you have an M type of body, you better not provoke her [1]. She is born into a wealthy family with a single parent. Her father is involved with capital management. How much money they have is something I do not know. As for her mother, I too have never met her. I hear that she had left after a divorce a long time ago. Right… Queen Qiao really knows how to fight… I had personally witnessed her step out to defend a female schoolmate. With one kick, she left a perverted taekwondo instructor coughing out blood.”

Chen Xiaolian nodded his head. “What about her little sister, the girl called Soo Soo.”

Roddy stared at Chen Xiaolian. “You… you are not really a paedophile, are you?”

“Are you going to talk or not?” Chen Xiaolian frowned.

“I must have owed you a debt in my past life…” Roddy rolled his eyes. “Soo Soo, real name: Kwan Ran Soo, a Korean. Although they are called sisters, she has no blood relation with Queen Qiao. So, if you like sisters, then you are in for a disappointment…” Having said that, Roddy looked at Chen Xiaolian. Seeing no reaction, he quickly skipped the topic. “I hear that Qiao Qiao’s father used to have a Korean business partner. However, an accident happened and their entire family was killed except that one girl. She was thus taken in by Father Qiao. Presently 10 years-old and a treasured darling of Queen Qiao… En, I feel that Queen Qiao is not only an S type, she is also a little sister-con!”

Hearing up to there, Chen Xiaolian nodded his head and stood up. He patted Roddy on the shoulder and gave out a sigh. “All right, thanks.”

Seeing Chen Xiaolian walking away, Roddy looked on blankly. “You are leaving? You aren’t by chance actually thinking of going to pester those two sisters, are you? As your bro, I must warn you: Queen Qiao is not one that you should provoke! If she says she will break your three legs, then she would really end up doing it!”

Chen Xiaolian walked to the door, and then turned to look back. “Mind your own stuff first… S type, M type, little sister-con… in the future, you need to cut down on two dimensional stuff.”

It was only after Chen Xiaolian had walked out of the room that Roddy finally reacted. “… He… This fellow’s meaning, he is saying that I have a juvenile mentality?”

…

After walking out of the hotel, Chen Xiaolian stopped a taxi and went home.

He walked in through the wide-open doors to see Garfield sleeping soundly on the sofa… this stupid yet adorable fat cat was actually drooling as it slept, causing the pillow to be soaked wet by its drool.

Chen Xiaolian moved forward and picked up the fat cat into his arms. He then sat down on the sofa before letting out a sigh. He then gathered himself.

Come out then… System.

…

In his field of view, the familiar system immediately appeared. The translucent system interface looked exactly the same as the one which appeared in his ‘dream’!









En? The meaning behind this line is that I have passed the probation period?

…

All the prompts are here.

Chen Xiaolian sighed, a complicated feeling roiled about in his mind.

In one night’s time, he was able to gradually accept this incredulous fact. At this moment however, as he was reading through the system prompts, his mind was unable to look forward to it.

The loot and rewards acquired could be considered very generous. Chen Xiaolian opened up these reward items located in the Item Box one by one. Traces of surprise gradually appeared in his heart.

Amon’s Sealing Pillar came with the following description: One of King Solomon’s 72 Demons, Marquis of the Blaze, Amon’s core spirit’s Sealing Pillar. Unknown application, special props.

Very well, special props… I thought this item could summon out Amon as a pet.

Could it be… by collecting all 72 Demons Sealing Pillars, one can summon out King Solomon?

Heng, from a gaming perspective, this type of setting is not impossible.

Killed 456 Demon Soldiers… En, could it be that the system had judged that the Demon Soldiers that died in the detonation and collapse of the main hall to be his kills? En, that is very likely. He suggested the idea after all. In addition, he had also participated in the detonation process itself.

456 Demon Soul Fragments. Reading the explanation, it appeared to be something similar to composite materials. As for its specific usage, it was not made clear.

Points on the other hand were something Chen Xiaolian was very serious about. He recalled that the points could be used in the Exchange System to exchange out various items. Han Bi exchanged the Pet Cat food for him… Oh, right. He still owes Han Bi 5 points.

The problem however… his own shitty system is an emasculated version with no Exchange System.

Forget it then, the GM had mentioned before that he would think of a method to solve this problem. He will first save up on the points; it may end up being useful later.

Judging by this, it appeared that the biggest loot came from killing Newton!

Clearly, this Genetic Enhancement Serum is an item used to enhance the strength of newbies. For veteran Players like Damon, Sara and Newton, this potion would be of no use.

As for why Newton would have this on him, it was likely due to his position as Team Leader. He probably took it with the intention of granting it to new Players who make it into the team.

…

Chen Xiaolian immediately opened up his personal attribute value’s screen.

As mentioned in the prompt, his personal attribute value interface has changed.

Three types of physical attributes: Physique, Endurance, Agility… unfortunately, as an aftereffect of using ‘Overwhelming Sunlight Purification’, all the attribute values in Chen Xiaolian’s personal setting were… [E]!

In addition, all those E letters were displayed in a bloody crimson colour!

En, if one is to enter the instance dungeon in a weakened state, then that person will die in 180 minutes.

In order to preserve my life, I will have to use the Space Marines genetic serum. [2]

Fortunately, after having completed an instance dungeon and becoming an official newbie, there was now a detailed description for each personal attributes.

From low to high, the classes are E, D, C, B, A, S… For above S Class, there was a system prompt: Temporarily not displayed.

The description for each attributes was as follows:

Physique. (Combination of strength and cell regenerative capacity.)

Endurance. (Combination of stamina and the capacity to withstand damaging attacks.)

Agility. (Combination of nerve and muscle reaction speed.)

Energy Points. (Ability to discharge energy from the body.)

Chen Xiaolian showed no hesitation as he produced a Genetic Serum from the system. The item had a science fiction feel to it. After injecting it into his body, the item disappeared.

Chen Xiaolian watched with delight as his Physique, Endurance and Agility values all instantly increased to [B] class.

This was tantamount to having attained the level of strength that genetically modified soldiers in science fiction movies have…

En, with all three attributes at the [B] class, one can kill a mature Four-Eyed War Cat in melee combat.

It needs to be said that even for a mature Four-Eyed War Cat, not all of its attributes will reach the [B] class.

After having completed the injection, Chen Xiaolian did not feel any unusual reaction from his body. He then retrieved a can of beer from the refrigerator and gently squeezed it, causing it to burst apart as a result!

“… interesting,” Chen Xiaolian rubbed his chin and whispered. “With this level of strength, going unarmed against even tens of them may not be a problem.” [3]

There was one more Genetic Enhancement Serum left. Chen Xiaolian left it untouched in the Item Box.



As for the Cross-shaped Medallion Sword, Chen Xiaolian felt surprised after seeing it.

It was the sword that Newton had given to him back then before taking it back. It has now turned back into a small pendant-like item. Chen Xiaolian simply wore it around his neck.

En, after checking about he saw that there was still something in the Item Box.

Black Widow soul.

Back then he had been unwilling to have the adorable cat exterminated, resulting in him being unable to adopt this [A] class War Beast as pet – Now knowing what to do with it, he had thrown it into his Item Box.

Opening it again, Chen Xiaolian was delighted to find that it now has a detailed description.

Son of a bitch! Things sure are different now that he had become an official Player after undergoing the Trial Period.

Growth Capacity!

The Four-Eyed War Cat is ridiculed as the weakest pet because its natural abilities are at the [B] class… while its Growth Capacity is also… a shitty [B] class!

Which meant that no matter how much effort is put into nurturing it, this stupid adorable goods can never increase its strength!

However… if devouring the soul of other War Beasts could increase its Growth Capacity…

Eh? That is not right. If devouring the soul of other War Beasts could increase its Growth Capacity, then the Four-Eyed War Cat would not be looked down upon so…

Chen Xiaolian quickly tapped open the system’s War Pet interface.

He then tried to let the Four-Eyed Adorable Cat devour the Black Widow’s soul…

The result…

“… You really are shitty goods!” Chen Xiaolian cast a glance at Garfield beside him.

Continue my ass! I choose No!

…

Having finished checking the spoils of war from the system, Chen Xiaolian felt hungry. He quickly cooked himself a bowl of instant noodles. After gobbling it down, he headed into the bathroom for a bath.

Standing before the mirror, Chen Xiaolian looked at the clear and clean face of his, then sighed. “Assisting the God of this world to rebel against Transmigrants? You sure do not have the looks of a saviour… sigh, protecting my own life is the most important thing.”

After finished wearing his clothes, Chen Xiaolian adjusted his thoughts.

He made up his mind. No matter what, it was crucial for him to first find Han Bi and Soo Soo!

Han Bi himself had informed Chen Xiaolian of his residential address and school. However, Han Bi is located in another city distanced hundreds of kilometres away from Chen Xiaolian.

Soo Soo on the other hand… she is in the city!

Moreover, according to the GM, Soo Soo did not lose her memories. It was only due to a specific reason that she seemed to be incapable of recognizing him.

Regardless, Chen Xiaolian decided that he should first find Soo Soo before worrying about anything else!

He picked up the phone and proceeded. “Hello, Roddy? I forgot to ask you something. That… Queen Qiao and her sister, what is their residential address?”

A voice came through the other end of the phone. “Chen Xiaolian! Do you really want to follow that paedophilic heart of yours to the end? No! As a conscientious person, I absolutely cannot inform you!”

“As I recall, you were hiding below the basketball goal in the last PE session and was secretly peeping at the panties of the class monitor…”

“Pei! This senior is an upright man! Besides, do you have any evidence?”

“En, someone had borrowed me his laptop some time ago. Then, I had accidentally noticed a hidden folder titled ‘I Love Class Monitor’ below the E Drive. The folder is full of the ‘action’ works of a Japanese actress who somewhat resembles the class monitor… oh right, I even got the screenshot for it.”

“… … Brother, I am someone who upholds brotherhood in the highest regard! Queen Qiao’s residential address is at XXX Street XX Number A Building B1!”

…

An hour later, Chen Xiaolian arrived with a taxi before the entrance of an upscale residential building.

However, as the taxi stopped, Chen Xiaolian did not even have the time to pay the taxi fare before witnessing the black Land Rover that had once nearly hit him exited the gates of the residence.

From the half-open window, Chen Xiaolian was able to see Qiao Qiao in the driving seat and Soo Soo in the passenger seat.

Watching the Land Rover driving down the street, Chen Xiaolian instantly shouted towards the taxi driver. “Quick! Quickly chase after that Land Rover!”

This taxi driver was quite the interesting fellow. He glanced at Chen Xiaolian and asked. “Little brother, are you chasing after your girlfriend?”

“En! Quick! Do not lose it!” Chen Xiaolian had no mood to entertain his nonsense.

The taxi driver laughed and immediately started the taxi before stomping onto the pedal as he chased forward. “Don’t look down on me just because they are in a Land Rover while we are in a taxi car. This brother is constantly the racing winner in our company!”

After following for around half an hour, the taxi driver saw Qiao Qiao driving towards the highway and could not resist. “Little brother, they have gone up the highway. This road leads to the train station. Considering how far away the train station is, the taxi fare will not be cheap.”

Chen Xiaolian remained silent. He pulled out a stack of red bills from his wallet and handed it over. “Follow them wherever they go!” [4]

The driver suddenly gave a sigh. “Youngsters these days, they really do invest capital when chasing girls…”


We attend school, find love, work, buy a house, pay our housing loans, insert weird faces in WeChat, watch movies… do any of you find anything amiss? One day, a group of strange people entered this world, equipped in strange clothing and possessing extraordinary powers, cold-blooded killers! They call themselves [Players]. 

Wait! Wait! You people want to kill me? You say I am NPC (Non Playable Character)? Stop joking around! You crazy bastards! I will fight you to the death! I will survive!

NPC beating up Players! Original residents beating up Transmigrants!

My world, my rules! What makes you think you bastards can come over and boss us around?

Treading the path of the strongest saviour in history, one destined to be filled with excitement!

…

Chen Xiaolian: From today onwards, an organization whose sole purpose is to oppose those bastards is established! Our guild shall be named… Player Thwarting Alliance!

Guild Member: Leader, this name, if we are to say it out, I fear we will be beaten up… 

Daman escorted Suhyuk and Han around the building and introduced them to the medical staff there. Some of them already knew Han, and some did not because of change in the medical faculty.

Suhyuk said hello to them, with the greeting, "I hope I'll be in good hands."

He did not know how many times he exchanged greetings like that with the staff, because there were so many medical staff, especially compared with Daehan Hospital. 

Surely this was a good hospital.

While escorting them around the building, Daman suddenly stopped before a patient's room, casting a mystical eye at Han. 

"What's the matter?"

At Han's asking Daman smiled, and looked at the patient's nameplate on the door. 

"He was taken here one week ago. I accepted him."

Then a nurse came over to hand him the chart.

Daman glanced at Suhyuk, thinking to himself,

"Did Han say he was very good? Better than my disciple Philip?"
Daman went into the patient's room after he cast a curious look at Suhyuk, and Philip also followed him automatically. 

Han turned his head to Suhyuk, standing outside, "What are you doing there? Come on in!"

Nodding his head, Suhyuk moved. 

It was a one-bed patients room, where there lay a 42-year-old man on the bed.

Daman went to him, saying, "You'll be okay. Your condition has gotten much better. Your lung is also getting better naturally…"

Phillip and Suhyuk were looking at the patient quietly.

"When you feel unwell, please give me a call immediately."

"Thanks, Daman. Cough, cough."

Checking the patient's condition lightly, he went out of the room.

He asked Phillip who also came out, "He is a patient who had one of his ribs broken."

And he handed Phillip a chart.

"Why do you think he had it broken?"

Phillip kept silent a moment at his asking.

On the chart, there was information that the ribs punctured the lungs, and that the patient had taken medication.

Phillip did not think for too long.

"It looks like the rupture has been caused by cardiopulmonary resuscitation or bruising."

Nodding his head, Daman was handed back the chart, and then gave it to Suhyuk.

"How about your opinion, Mr. Lee?"

Suhyuk examined the chart at a glance, saying,

"Looks like it's been caused by his coughing."

Looking at Daman, he wore an expression as if to ask him why he's throwing him such a question.

Han made an awkward smile at that.

Han expected Suhyuk would easily answer it, but his reply was far from what he thought he would give.

Suddenly it came to his mind that the patient was coughing several times while he was talking with Daman. It was possible the rib could be ruptured even by coughing.

Actually there was a case where that happened before.

"Great answer!"

Daman indicated that Suhyuk was right, and Han opened his mouth, with a smile,

"I told you, man. He's better than me. I think he's quick in visual learning, too."



***



Suhyuk, Han Myungjin, Daman and Philip were heading for the food court of the hospital.

They were supposed to have lunch on time.

Suhyuk could understand Daman's behavior in no time.

There were many other doctors besides him, who could see the patients.

When the primary physician is away, another doctor subs for him or her. As there were so many patients at St. Hopkins Hospital, the doctors could not take their eyes off them.

This kind of work in rotation could free the doctors from their physical toil.

It looked as if they were like ordinary men going to work.

On the contrary doctors were forced to work and work and work in Korea.

It was inevitable in some respect because there were a limited number of doctors who could treat those patients taken into the emergency room.

Suhyuk had no choice but to laugh bitterly.

"Do they serve good food at the cafeteria at your place?" asked Daman.

At his asking, Han nodded. Daman liked Korean food very much, in particular bibimbap (rice mixed with beef, vegetable and red pepper paste). 

When he was staying in Korea, he used to enjoy bibimbap as one of his meals every day.

Soon they arrived at the food court in the basement.

Suhyuk's eyes became wider. He was expecting them to wait in a line with a tray.

He was wrong because it was buffet style, full of different kinds of food.

And there was the sound of classical music playing out from somewhere.

Just like how the patients were cared for highly, it seemed the doctors here were given the best possible compensation too.

"Very good, right?"
At Han's words, Suhyuk nodded his head naturally.

"When you make a lot of money, why don't you start a hospital like this one?"
Cracking a joke like that, Han and Daman began putting food on their trays. 

Then Phillip slurred while passing by, "Looks like the foods you might like are over there."

Suhyuk cast his eyes toward where Phillip pointed out, and over there were various salads.

Suhyuk moved to the salad bar, with a grin at Phillip.

He put tomato and spaghetti first on his tray, and some nicely chopped barquette. 

There were also some sushi rolls, but he did not feel like it.

Suhyuk sat next to Han, while Philip sat beside Daman.

While eating, Suhyuk thought of the doctors at Daehan Hospital. 

A man in his mid 30s was taking his seat at that moment.

When was about to eat again, Suhyuk turned to him.

He was holding a Korean book.

Suhyuk murmured before he knew it, "Dongui Medical Encyclopedia…"

The man looked at Suhyuk as if he heard his soft voice.

He spoke in clumsy Korean, "Are you Korean?"

"Yes, I am."

"Oh, my name is William," said the guy in English now.

When he did not show any reaction, the guy smiled bitterly, guessing Suhyuk could not speak English.

However, Suhyuk replied at that moment, "My name is Suhyuk Lee."

"Are you the doctor who just arrived here?"
"Well, I came here at the invitation of …."

"Oh, you came here on invitation? Nice to meet you. Welcome to our hospital!"
"Well, what I mean is…"

"I'm very much interested in Korea. I hope to see you more in the future."

Suhyuk looked at the book, scratching his head.

Han spoke to him in Korean, with a smile, "You had better get along with him."

"Looks like you speak Korean well since you're reading the Dongui Medical Encyclopedia."

William shook his head, adding,

"Well, I am learning Korean, but I am very much limited in my Korean. May I ask which department you're associated with?"

"I think we're working at the general surgery department."

William made a regrettable expression.

Then Han, who was eating, asked Daman about who William was.

"Well, he's someone who's come to the neurosurgery department this time. He is quite capable, but he actually has a speciality in some other area."

"What area is that?"
"Stem cells. He's authored many papers and received several awards, too."

Nodding his head, Han began eating again.

Though he was not old, William was a great doctor.

"Can I call you Dr. Lee?"
"You can call me whatever you feel comfortable."

With a smile, William nodded and then opened up the book again, as if he had just thought of something.

"If you don't mind, can you tell me what this means? I can't understand with my limited Korean."

Suhyuk gladly took the book.

"It is about the curcuma herb. Curcuma powder is good for arthritis…"

When Suhyuk continued to explain, William shook his head, surprised at the contents of the book.

"Huh, Jun? How come he, who lived several hundred years ago, was able to find out that curcuma had this Tumeric ingredient? I am just amazed and deeply respect him," said William.

The tumeric component extracted from curcuma are used to treat arthritis. Plus the  selenium component that protects cells from harmful oxygen.

William, staring at the Dongui Medical Encyclopedia, continued to express surprise,

"Dr. Lee, then this word means…"

William suddenly shut up his mouth, because Suhyuk's tray was full of salads.

"I'm so sorry. You couldn't eat because of me..."

"Oh, never mind! Please feel free to ask me anything anytime when you're in doubt."

William nodded his head,and began eating.

While he was chewing with his mouth closed, he could not take his eyes off the Dongui book.

After lunch, Suhyuk was walking up the stairs to the lobby.

"Looks like I can digest food better if I press here," said William, pressing his palm with his thumb hard.

Suhyuk said, with a smile, "Do you really feel that way?"
"I think the medical methods of the Orient are really great."

"I agree."

"Dr. Lee, are you available this evening?"
"I don't think I'm busy…"

"How about a glass of beer then? I know a good beer bar near the hospital. I'd like to repay you for your teaching today."
When he was about to reply, Han spoke in Korean,

"You're not busy this evening, right? Go and get along with him over a drink."

Suhyuk nodded his head.

"Okay, sir." 

William's face became bright.

"7pm. Let's meet in the lobby."

"Sure."

Both of them exchanged their contact numbers. Looking at them, Phillip chuckled.



***



Their first day at St. Hopkins Hospital passed quickly.

They stopped by the surgery building and other nearby buildings, meeting the hospital director too.

It was approaching 7pm.

Han, who came down to the lobby to return to the apartment, waved his hands at Suhyuk.

"Don't drink too much. Have a good time!"

Suhyuk checked the time. It was 6:30pm.

He still had 30 minutes to go until the appointed time.

Sitting on the waiting benches, Suhyuk looked around the lobby.

Though he felt awkward in every way, it seemed to him that there were many patients regardless of whether it was the US or Korea.

While he was checking his surroundings, his cellphone buzzed.

It was a call from William.

"Yes, this is Suhyuk Lee."

"Dr. Lee, I'm afraid I'll be late a bit. Can you wait… or come to my office, if you don't mind?"

"Sure. Where is your office?"

"Okay."

Suhyuk headed to the elevator to go to his office, which he could easily find.

Knock, knock, knock.
When he knocked on the door, William in a white gown opened the door.

"Sorry. Please come in."

Once he stepped into the office, Suhyuk's eyes became larger gradually.

And he murmured before he knew it, "Wow…"

The golden hour where one can save a life.

Golden Time.

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Revised Synopsis :

Golden time is a Korean Medical Drama/ Reincarnation Novel. The novel is short and progresses quickly as the main character is sent back in time to his teenage years when he got into a severe accident. Causing him to lose most of his memories and even trapping him in a coma for three months. The main character wakes up 3 months later where the only memory remaining in his head are his medical knowledge and his name.

A story about the life of a young teenage boy growing up as he strives to save as many lives as he can and becoming the greatest doctor in the world.

Golden Time, a moment in which a life can be saved!

**A licensed novel from Munpia**

Gun-Ho made a call to a travel agency that he had always been using for his previous travels.
"Hi, I need two flight tickets to Tokyo. Also, could you make a reservation for a hotel? I like New Ontani Hotel in Akasaka, Tokyo. Please ask them to include breakfast as well."
 
Gun-Ho changed a lot over the years.
He was now proactive and no longer hesitated when he worked. He used to be indecisive, and he always felt inferior to others in most situations. He even stuttered sometimes when he felt nervous or pressured. However, he was no longer that person. In the Western world, people say, "Money talks" as a person gains power if he has a lot of money, to say what he wants, and people would listen and pay attention to him. Gun-Ho proved that saying was true. Gun-Ho felt confident all the time.
 
Attorney Young-Jin Kim felt sorry, and he felt somewhat owed to Gun-Ho when he found out that Gun-Ho reserved the luxurious 5-star hotel for him.
"President Goo? I found a Japanese-Korean interpreter for us. He will help us while we stay in Japan."
"Really? That's awesome."
"He is one of my colleague's younger brother who is a Ph.D. student in Japan."
"I will pay him per day."
"No, you don't have to. I will take care of it."
"By the way, do we take a limousine bus from Haneda Airport to Akasaka?"
"No, we don't have to. Amiel will send a car to pick us up at the airport."
"Really? That's very nice of him."
"Okay, then. See you at the Incheon International Airport tomorrow."
 
Gun-Ho and Attorney Young-Jin Kim arrived at Haneda Airport in Tokyo. It was a beautiful April where Sakura flowers were in full blossom. When Gun-Ho walked out to the waiting area at the airport, he saw two people who were waving a white paper with Young-Jin Kim's name on. Attorney Young-Jin Kim walked toward those two men.
One of them was the chauffeur who Amiel sent to pick up Gun-Ho and Attorney Kim, and the other person was Jeong-Rok Han who was a Ph.D. student at Tokyo University.
"Hi. I'm Jeong-Rok Han. Jeong-Ryeul Han is my older brother."
"Oh? That's right. You look just like your brother. I work with Attorney Han."
"My brother told me a lot about you. Please talk to me in a casual way; I am younger than you, and you work with my older brother."
"This is President Gun-Ho Goo. He is with me."
Jeong-Rok Han gave a 90-degree bow to Gun-Ho. The young man was wearing glasses.
"I'm Gun-Ho Goo."
Gun-Ho didn't even twitch his head when he introduced himself to this young man. Gun-Ho now knew how to behave like an important and superior person.
 
"Oh, this is a chauffeur from Lymondell Dyeon. I just met him here too."
The chauffeur looked like in his 50s. He greeted Gun-Ho and Attorney Kim with a broad smile. Since Gun-Ho and Attorney Kim both didn't speak Japanese, they just said hi in Japanese and let Jeong-Rok Han take care of the rest of the parts.
 
During the ride from Haneda Airport to Akasaka, Jeong-Rok Han did all the talking; he seemed to be having a lot of fun.
"New Ontani Hotel is a great hotel. I did some interpretation work there last winter when two congressmen from Korea came to Japan. They stayed at New Ontani Hotel as well. The hotel has a beautiful garden that had been there for 400 years. It is a traditional Japanese style garden and it is very famous for its beauty."
Gun-Ho asked,
"How old are you, Mr. Jeong-Rok Han?"
"I'm 31 years old. Please consider me like your younger brother."
Jeong-Rok Han slightly nodded his head when he talked. With that gesture, he looked more like a Japanese man.
 
When Gun-Ho arrived at the hotel, he quietly asked for Jeong-Rok Han.
"We will stay in Japan for the next three days. I guess you will have to help us a lot, and I appreciate it."
Gun-Ho gave 100 dollars in cash to Jeong-Rok Han.
"Wow! 100 dollars! Thank... thank you, sir."
Jeong-Rok Han grabbed Gun-Ho's luggage right away and carried it for him. Gun-Ho was amazed at how much things had changed.
"I was nothing but a factory worker who graduated from a low-ranked college in the countryside, a few years back. And now, a Ph.D. student at Tokyo University is carrying my luggage for me."
Gun-Ho smiled bitterly.
 
At the lobby, Gun-Ho saw Amiel; he was already there to greet Gun-Ho and Attorney Kim.
"Hey, Gun-Ho and Young-Jin, good to see you guys here!"
The three men shook the hands of each other pleasantly.
Young-Jin and Amiel talked to each other in English, and the Korean-Japanese interpreter—Jeong-Rok Han seemed to be astonished by Young-Jin's fluent English. Because of the Language difference and capacity, Amiel talked with Young-Jin most of the time in English, and Gun-Ho usually talked with Jeong-Rok in Korean.
"Mr. Jeong-Rok Han, is there any good restaurant that you want to recommend around here?"
"There are many bars outside the hotel that you might like. For food, you can either eat at one of the restaurants at the hotel or if you'd like to have Korean food, there are Korean restaurants around here too. I know a good Korean restaurant that specializes in Seolleongtang (an ox bone soup).
"Really?"
 
Gun-Ho took his party to a restaurant at the hotel, called Suksimjeong.
"I've googled a good place to eat here, and this restaurant is good at grilled food on a hot plate. Let's have dinner here for today and then have a desert outside the hotel. I will treat you all with dinner."
Gun-Ho's party enjoyed grilled food at the restaurant; it had a nice atmosphere.
"Wagyu (Japanese beef) is really tasty just like people said. It has the right tenderness, and it is very delicious."
Amiel suggested that,
"Let's do this. Let's first visit the Dyeon Japan factory in Yokohama City. Since President Goo is here, I want to hear his opinion about the factory."
"My opinion? What do I know to give such an opinion?"
"You'll probably tell us some of your insight once you see the factory. You used to work in a plastic factory, right?"
"Well, I'm not sure about it. However, since we are here, let's have a tour of the factory. Is that okay, Attorney Kim?"
"Sure. I've never had a tour at a factory before. It should be interesting."
"And the day after tomorrow, we'll go play golf in a golf field that is located in Inchihara City. What do you think?"
"Sounds good. Let's do that, and we'll be going back to Korea on the third day."
"Also let's have a drink after playing golf, and the person who lost at the golf game will buy us drinks; I mean a lot of drinks."
"Sure."
 
Gun-Ho's party went to Yokohama City to see the Dyeon Japan factory. The factory was not big unlike Gun-Ho expected, maybe because it was located in an area close to a city, and the price of the land must be expensive. However, the interior of the factory was very clean. Every single worker at the factory was wearing a grey-colored uniform and a hat. The extruders were making a loud noise.
"Our factory is located close to a residential area, so we tried to lower the noise level but we failed to do so. Whenever the factory makes a loud noise, we get complaints right away."
"Really? How many products do they produce per day? And what about sales?"
Gun-Ho thoroughly checked things and made a note.
Young-Jin asked Gun-Ho with a smile,
"Hey, you are not starting a joint venture with them, right? What are you writing all those for?"
"I'm just interested in it. It could be useful someday, right?"
At the unit where chemical compounds were made, the workers were wearing a mask. Young-Jin Kim and Jeong-Rok Han stopped at the unit entrance, probably because of the chemical smell and powders that were flying in the air. Gun-Ho looked closely at the ingredients listed on the vinyl bag of chemical compounds.  
 
"Amiel, is it okay if I take pictures of the factory's interior?"
"Pictures? Hmm… Well, we don't usually allow photographing the factory; however, I will let you do it, President Goo. Just keep them to yourself."

This is the story of a poor young man whose poverty even shreds apart their family willing to climb his way through society and into the top. A very realistic novel that moves away from fantasy and sci-fi and focuses solely on the issues of society and life.

'Our new and original members need some time for our teamwork. Rather than group drills, we should focus on personal training drills to understand everyone's weaknesses and strengths.'
Amongst the squad members that had scattered, one remained and vacantly stared across to Han. He sported black hair and looked to be of Korean descent.
"Hello, Squad leader Han."
"Do you have anything you want to say, Kijo?"
Jung Kijo had been recruited from Korea like Han. He had spent one year as a second year now.
"No, no. I just wanted to talk a bit since we are both Korean. What do you think?"
Kijo didn't speak in English, but Korean. Han received a strange feeling from him. The familiar Korean words flowed to his ears. He let out a sigh and sat down.
"Our country of origin is meaningless in Ark."
At Han's words, Kijo laughed.
"You're too uptight. Since I came to Ark before you, I can be considered your senior. Let's work hard together, Han."
"….."
Han glanced to Kijo. His words were making Han feel uncomfortable. He stuck to Han like a piece of gum.
"…."
"My father is a major general. He was overjoyed when he found out I was a psyker. You should pay back Korea for all the kindness you've received now that you're a psyker. There are not too many Koreans in Ark. The only useful people seem to be you and me, just the two of us."
"And your point?"
"Please include me in your battle plans. With your skills, it shouldn't be impossible. I've wasted my time in the second year for one year now. I want to transfer into the third year as soon as I can. My dad keeps nagging at me."
Han's furrowed his brows. He shook his head.
"Kijo, I will hand out the tasks to those that are skilled to do so. I will be as fair as possible to everyone. If you wish to show off your strength, then prove it to me with your skills. I don't have plans to drive my squad into danger for your 'trivial' reasons."
Han responded coldly. Kijo's lips twitched. The glint in his eyes instantly became hostile.
"Yes, yes. That's a very good decision. Of course… anyway, let's work hard. Command leader Han. We're both Koreans after all."
Kijo turned around and went to his room. He could hear him quietly cursing in Korean under his breath. Han pretended not to hear.
One week with the new squad had passed. Han held a meeting together with Canute and Jose in secret, without the squad knowing. Jose and Canute were Han's right and left arms. They were trustworthy and had excellent judgment skills. Han asked for their advice on many subjects.
"What do you think of our new recruits?"
"Everyone has good balance. One of them has already developed their own unique skills."
"He has psychic body enhancement skills. He's the perfect candidate to become the main assaulter."
"But, there is one guy with horrible personality."
Canute said. Han and Jose immediately thought of a person.
"Are you talking about Kijo?"
"His results from the training drills aren't too bad, but he has strong pride. Also, he shamelessly goes around to announce to everyone that he's your close friend. He's selling you out based on the fact that you're both from the same country. Is he really going to get you places when you return to Korea?"
Han scoffed.
"Can't be, I don't want such a position even if they give it to me for free."
Jose also burst out laughing.
"I knew it would be like that. I'll just wait and see to judge him, but he worries me a little."
Han nodded. It was almost the day of their squad battles. Their opponents said 10 members would participate, so all of the squad 13 members would be deployed. Han explained their battle plans and each members' roles to his squad together with Canute and Jose.
"We're able to execute more elaborate battle tactics now that we have more members in our squad. However, I'm not able to control the situation by myself anymore. I need you guys to make the calls for minor interruptions along the way."
Han and the youths spent the rest of their time preparing for their next squad battle.
'The easiest target is probably Kuro.'
Kijo observed the hierarchy of power from within squad 13. Squad leader Han took charge with his charisma and combat capability. Just below was Canute and Jose. They had been friends for awhile and their teamwork is near perfect. The last, Kuro, made the fourth member and makes up the core strength of squad 13.
Kijo attempted to infiltrate into the core of the squad by sticking to Han, but it had been fruitless. Han is very strict to separate business and personal feelings. He remains objective when dividing out roles for the squad based on individual skill.
"Tch. That cheapskate, he should be more flexible since we're both Korean."
Kijo narrowed his eyes like a snake. He held his gaze at Kuro. Kuro was in the middle of reading during his free period.
'That black guy is incapable of being mean. Described in a good way, he's a gentle guy, but in reality he's a pushover.'
Kijo leisurely walked over to Kuro.
"What are you reading, Kuro?"
Kuro was startled and looked to Kijo.
"Just a novel. You won't know even if I explained it for you."
"Hm, is that so? What are you a sissy reading a novel like that? This is why you're bad at fighting. You should exercise more instead. Do you know exercise?"
Kijo flexed his own muscles as he spoke.

'Let's start by making this black guy my subordinate. This kind of pushover should be as easy as pie'
Kijo planned to cement himself as one of the core members of squad 13. It would be impossible to climb up to second rank, but he would have a higher hierarchy amongst the squad if he were to have Kuro under him.
"The psychic drill instructor had told me to focus on my psychic strength rather than my physical strength. He said it would be better if I was an expert at one thing rather than being a master of none."
Kuro explained. Kijo furrowed his brows like he had been waiting for these words.
"Are you saying my words are a load of rubbish?"
He didn't hide his hostility for the other in the least. Kijo looked down on Kuro while raising his voice gradually.
"Ah, no. That's not what I'm saying but it's what my drill instructors told me."
"Haa, I just wanted to help you out, but you're making me lose face by treating me this way."
He was trying to force the situation. But Kuro was getting affected by his words a bit. Kuro's eyes reflected confusion.
'Maybe I made a mistake saying those words….'
"Sorry, I didn't mean it that way."
"It's fine. I just wanted to be your friend, but your words are like that. I won't just let you step all over me."
Kijo said coldly, pushing Kuro. Kuro hesitated a bit and grasped onto Kijo's clothes.
'This guy is a total idiot, isn't he? How did this kind of guy get promoted into second year?'
"I'm so sorry. Let me apologize."
"Hm, hmm. Then, are we friends from now on? Kuro."
He pat Kuro's shoulder while speaking. His lips held a crooked sneer.
'You're now my underling.'
Kijo stabbed at Kuro's sense of guilt. Kuro spoke like he would do whatever for him.
"Ah, it's a cat."
While chatting, Kuro discovered a cheese colored cat.
Many cats permanently resided on the artificial island, Ark. In the beginning stages when Ark was being built, many individuals suffered from loneliness and raised pets to cope. The pets that people had raised bred together and multiplied to the current population today. These cats would drop into the student dorms for food scraps.
'We were in the middle of an important conversation here. Tsk.'
Kijo clicked his tongue and kicked the cat. Kuro didn't have enough time to stop him. The cat went flying and slammed against the far wall. The sound of its bone breaking seemed to echo in the area. The cat twitched and its body spasmed.
"Ah, ah."
Kuro groaned from the sudden shock. Kijo spoke matter of factly.
"My day becomes unlucky whenever I see cats in this place. They're devils."
Kuro gripped his hands into fists. His body trembled from head to toe.
"You're wrong. They are considered mystical creatures from where I'm from. Also… you shouldn't treat animals who can't speak for themselves so cruelly."
"Well, anyway. Where did we stop? Canute likes cola, Jose likes ice cream right? Hmm, this is an important matter. What does our squad leader Han like?"
"I don't have anything to say to you."
Kuro said coldly. He walked to the cat with heavy steps. The cat was close to death. Kuro's sixth sense was superior than normal psykers and he could tell instantly. He could feel the tears welling in his tears about to burst out. Kuro was more tender hearted than the children his age. He had much sensitivity that didn't fit with the military lifestyle.
"Hey, are you going to talk like that to me again? There are tons of cats like that in Ark."
The cat stopped breathing.
"I'm going to dig its grave."
"Just toss it in the rubbish."
Kijo tried to snatch the cat from Kuro. Kuro's eyes grew wide. Blue light glowed from his eyes.
"Let go."
Kuro words were short, but stern. His determination seemed to make his strength exponentially stronger. A chilling psychic wave flowed like a tidal wave. The sand and dust from their surroundings began floating in the air.
Wwwuuu!
Cold sweat fell from Kijo's forehead. The steel rubbish bin next to him was instantly crushed. The rubbish bin was crumpled into the size of a tiny fist through telekinesis.
"H,huh?'
'This isn't how it should be.'
Kijo became dumbfounded. This had been the first time he had seen Kuro getting mad. Kuro had always laughed off all sorts of harsh jokes and bullying. However, due to this personality type Kijo had forgotten one important aspect.
"Get lost. Kijo."
Kuro's blue eyes made him look like a goblin. Kijo shut his mouth and nodded. He realized he might get himself killed by making the wrong move. His whole body became drenched in sweat. His instincts warned him that he was in grave danger.
"Haa, haa."
Kijo could only breath after escaping from Kuro. The manifestation and surge of psychic power had made it hard to breath. Such density of psychic energy was enough to reverse the flow of oxygen.
'He's psycho, wanting to kill a man for kicking a measly cat.'
Kijo felt overwhelming regret. He had let his emotions get the better of himself, but he never knew the cat would die from such a weak kick.
The next squad battle would be capture the flag. This was one of the battles that Han had the most confidence in. He had trained for this type of battle since his first year of Ark. Han gathered his squad members and briefed everyone on today's battle plans. He would divide their squad into three teams with the designated leaders of Han, Canute, and Jose. The three teams would attack the opponent's command center in rotations.

In the not so distant future when science completely replaced religious beliefs, humanity had begun a war to prevent the extinction of the human race.

Dragons had begun invading the earth with an organized military force.

Modern weapons of this era were strong enough to destroy an entire country on earth, but these dragons had crossed over from a different dimension and the usual military armaments were not strong enough to destroy them.

The humans required supernatural psychic abilities to kill dragons. Another dimension and Earth had combined into one. Amongst the humans there were those who manifested new psychic powers, who were called "acquired psykers".

Only these psykers had the ability to kill the dragons.

After three years, the First War of Aggression was won by humanity. However, a famous psyker who had the ability to look into the future forewarned that in fifteen years there would be a second wave.

"The enemies we have fought are but mere advanced guards. Humanity must prepare for the enemy's main forces in order to once again fight for the survival of humankind."

After the invasion of the dragon race, there were children who were "inborn psykers." Since birth, they had been influenced by the energies of this new world.

These inborn psykers had superior potential compared to the acquired psykers.

Cross-nationally, humanity gathered all the children who were judged to be psykers and established an institution to cultivate and train them. It was mandatory that all children with psychic abilities register at these institutions.

Trying to claim an infringement of basic human rights was meaningless in front of the possibility that humanity could go extinct.
These psyker children were the last hope of humanity.




(Disclaimer: This is not my novel. Author is [BaekSoo KwiJook] and Translator is [iseuli]. just want more people to know and appreciate this gem.)

Nasa opisina si Assistant Drake nang makatanggap ng mensahe mula kay Cally.

[Cally :please settle my enrolment. I want to enrol Korean Class 1&2] hindi maiwasan na magtanong ni Drake nang mabasa niya iyon.

His Master Cally knew German, Japanese, Korean, English at Tagalog language.

Kaya naman nagtaka siya nang makatanggap ng mensahe mula dito na gusto nitong mag-enrol ng Korean. At korean 1&2?

"Master Cloud, may gustong kunin na klase si Cally, pina-aayos niya sa akin." sabi ni Drake. 

"Sige. Puntahan mo muna siya sa school. Si Winona na lang muna ang bahala sa kailangan ko." si Winona ay bago at isa pang assistant ni Cloud. 

Isang taon nang namatay si Master Han dahil sa cancer kaya ang Assistant nito na si Winona ay nalipat din sa team ni Cloud. Siya na ngayon ang gumaganap na CEO ng MGM simula pa ng nadiagnose ang sakit nito. 

Hindi pa rin mapalagay si Cloud kay Aril. Kahit pa ilang beses niya nang kinita ang babae. 

Tinapat niya na rin ito na wala itong mapapala sa kanya kaya mas mabuti pa na maghanap na lang ito ng iba pero handa daw itong maghintay. 

Sumandal si Cloud sa upuan niya para ipahinga ang kumikirot na ulo.

Maya-maya naisip niyang buksan ang vault na nakatago sa pinaka-ilalim na drawer.

Kinuha niya mula doon at binuksan ang nag-iisang box na laman ng vault.

Unang bumugad sa kanya ang larawan ni Ginny na karga ang anak nila na si Cally. Nakalagay ang larawan sa isang frame.

Ginawa niya na ang lahat para kalimutan ito, pero wala talaga. 

Simula pa ng twenty siya hanggang sa magkaedad at magka-anak, tanging si Ginny lang ang sa palagay niya na mananatiling nakaupo sa kaloob looban ng puso niya.

Sunod na kinuha ni Cloud ang singsing na bigay niya kay Ginny pati ang Gold pin ng babae.

He missed her so much.

Ibinalik niya na ang lahat ng laman ng box saka iyon itinago sa vault.

Maya-maya, nakatanggap siya ng video call mula kay Cally.

Sinagot naman niya iyon.

"Yes?" sagot niya.

"I want to enrol English - Korean 1 and 2" sabi ni Cally.

Hindi pa nakakasagot si Cloud nang may madinig siya na boses ng batang babae. 

"May I, May I? Please? " naririnig niyang sabi. 

Halata ang pagka-inis ni Cally sa video.

"Can you please behave?!" naiinis nang sabi ng anak niya sa kausap nito. Halata ang pagkairita nito sa kasama. 

Pero inagaw na ni Christen ang cellphone. Bumungad kay Cloud ang mukha ng isang batang babae. 

"Hello uncle! I'm Christen, I saw you again!" masayang bati ni Christen sa kanya. 

Kumunot ang noo ni Cloud. Namumukhaan niya ang batang iyon. Ito yung batang nawala sa mall.

"Can I please talk to my Dad?" narinig ni Cloud na reklamo ni Cally. 

Kinuha ulit ni Cally ang cellphone nito. 

"Let him talk to my Mom!" makulit na sabi ni Christen.

"I like your Dad so much!" hindi nawawala ang pangungulit nito kay Cally. 

Sumasakit naman ang ulo ni Cloud sa away ng dalawang bata. 

"Mom! Mom! Talk to Cally's Dad!" sabi ni Christen.

"C'mon don't fight with Cally." Narinig ni Cloud na sabi ng isang babae.

"I really wanted to be in her Class." Sabi ni Cally kay Cloud sa video.

"Let my Mom asked him if he doesn't want to agree with it. She will be your teacher anyway" Si Christen.

Hinablot ulit nito ang cellphone. At binigay kay Irisa. 

"Talk to him, Mom!" pangungulit nito. Si Irisa naman ay alam na gusto talaga nito ang tatay ni Cally na si Mr. Han kaya natatawa nalang siya sa anak ng lihim. 

Tumapat si Irisa sa screen at mukha ng isang babae ang bumungad kay Cloud. - Mukha ni Ginny! 

Napatigil si Cloud sa pagkilos. 

Si Irisa sa kabila ay hindi alam ang sasabihin. Kumamot ito sa ulo. 

"I'm sorry Mr. Han. I know that you are super busy. Sorry if my daughter annoys you. Uhmmm. I will teach Cally advanced Korean Class dahil tinapat niya naman ako na marunong na siya sa lenggwahe na iyon."

Dahil napansin ni Irisa na tahimik ang lalaki sa kabilang linya. Naisip niya na baka hindi nito nagustuhan ang nais ni Cally. 

'What a jerk!' 

"I will also tutor him if... If that would be okay. Its because.. My daughter likes him."

Napakamot si Irisa dahil sobrang tahimik ng kausap niya. 

"Ah Mr Han. You can talk" 

Napansin niya kasi na hindi nagsasalita ang lalaki. 

"Ginny... is that you..?" ang narinig ni Irisa na tanong nito.

Kumunot ang noo ni Irisa.

"Sorry, mukhang napagkamalan mo pa ata ako na ibang tao. I will give this phone back to your son."

Nahimasmasan naman si Cloud. 

"No no! I will go to his school right away!"

[Completed] 

Book 1 (chapter 1-171)

Walong taon ang nakalipas ng mainlove si Ginny kay Cloud Han, the worst student in her school. 

Bilang advanced student, kinailangan niyang turuan si Cloud sa mga projects at lessons kapalit ng scholarship na ibibigay ng School President. 

Until one night when Cloud gave her a hot-sensual kiss.

"Ba-bakit mo ko hinalikan?" 

He smiled and said "is it wrong to kiss my Girlfriend?" 


'uhmm... When did I agree to be your girlfriend?'


............. 


'Ginny, do you know that I really, really like you?' 

'I always look at you, tuwing nasa mga notes ang atensyon mo' 

'I like the way you teach me kahit pa nga madalas hindi ko maintindihan ang sinasabi mo. Masyado kasi akong focus na nakatingin lang sa labi mo' 

'I am always waiting for you sa Ladies dorm, because I wanted myself to be the first person you will meet everyday' 

'I miss you so much even a second na hindi ka kasama' 

'I really wanted you to be my girlfriend, Ginny' 

'Can you be my girlfriend, Ginny?' 

'Do you hear my heart? Ginny....' 

.............. 

Book 2 (from chapter 172-200) 

There is a saying "First Love Never Dies". 

Namatay si Ginny sa mga bisig niya limang taon ang nakaraan. 

There is no one who could replaced her in his heart. She will always be sitting inside his heart like a queen. 

Hangang isang araw na makilala niya si Irisa Park, an English - Korean Teacher. Binulabog ng babaeng ito ang buong pagkatao niya. 
 
"Are you Ginny?" 

"Mr Han, umayos ka dahil may reputasyon ako bilang guro!" 

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Note: this is new and original story. 
Everything written here is not a translation from other novel.

Photo © sookimstudio

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