Theatrical Regression Life

Chapter 308

Episode 308

“Manager?”

It was Yoon Ga-ram who opened his mouth instead of Park Da-hoon, who was unable to say anything, but Lee Jae-heon, who had turned into a plaster monster, could not give a proper answer.

‘I thought there might be a problem, but…’

Unless there was some serious problem, there was no way Ha Seong-yoon would have been so confused and Jeong In-ho wouldn’t have come down from the fourth floor. I at least guessed that Jaeheon Lee was dead, but seeing him turned into such a monster left me speechless.

“…Why…”

“It’s okay.”

“….”

Shocked.

Yoon Garam’s shoulders, covering Park Dahoon with his body, trembled.

“Dahun Dahun….”

“Sister.”

“Back to the bathroom. Go back to the bathroom. Quickly…”

At that time, Jaeheon Lee rushed in.

“ah…!”

Huh!

When Yoon Garam leaned back as the crowbar approached right in front of him, a threatening sound was heard as it split the air. Without any time to be shocked by Lee Jae-heon’s monster-like appearance, which he had never seen before, he struck the crowbar at Yoon Ga-ram, who was sitting down.

“Manager Ugh!”

“are you okay.”

Kwasik!

The floor right next to the head of Yoon Garam, who barely managed to avoid it, shattered into pieces.

“are you okay.”

“Director, please…!”

“are you okay.”

Yoon Garam, who was frightened by the crowbar going up again, stretched out his foot strongly and kicked Lee Jaeheon in the stomach. Jaeheon Lee took a couple of steps back, wondering how strong an untrained flower shop owner would be, but the basic stamina he had developed while moving large and small flower pots was nowhere to be found.

Yoon Garam took advantage of the opportunity to stand up and grit his teeth.

“Park Da-hoon is in the bathroom!”

“Sister, me and us. You might not be able to go in right away…”

“Stay in front of it at least…!”

For some reason, when Park Da-hoon was told to go to the bathroom alone, he just turned pale and trembled, and did not immediately run away even when Yoon Gar-ram yelled at him. Rather than feeling guilty about running away alone, he seemed to be very afraid of being left alone in the bathroom.

In response to the incomprehensible reaction, before Garam Yoon could yell something at Dahoon Park, Jaeheon Lee once again rushed at her.

“profit…!”

Garam Yoon shouted, throwing a small flower pot placed in the first floor lobby at Jaeheon Lee.

“Run away! Anywhere is fine…!”

“are you okay.”

“Quickly, Park Da-hoon!”

Clink!

When Lee Jae-heon struck down the flower pot with a crowbar, pottery fragments and dirt fell to the floor.

“Can’t you hear me?!”

While he was removing the flower pot, Garam Yoon placed his hand on the wooden wall and lit a fire in his hand. There was no way that Yoon Garam, who started a massive fire even in a toy store with almost no wood, could not burn down even a single wooden wall.

Fortunately, the sprinkler that I was most worried about did not turn on right away. I don’t know if it’s delayed, broken, or not there at all.

“Park Da-hoon!”

“…Ugh.”

Park Da-hoon couldn’t help but look devastated at Yoon Gar-ram’s shouting, and eventually gritted his teeth and ran away to the bathroom in the back. I don’t know if Park Da-hoon, who had been hiding inside until just now, will be able to go back in, but he escaped with about 10 minutes left of the 30 minutes given to them, so Yoon Gar-ram believed that he wouldn’t be able to go in at all.

Before Da-hoon Park could even check whether he had properly entered the room, Jae-heon Lee moved again.

“Whoops…!”

Pow!

I was hit once on the shoulder with a crowbar and pressed down hard on my solar plexus, and I couldn’t breathe.

“are you okay.”

“Cough. Huh…!”

“are you okay.”

Lee Jae-heon stepped on the upper body of Yoon Gar-ram, who was lying down in the middle of the lobby as the fire gradually spread. The weight of my feet was as if it was pressing down on an insect to prevent it from escaping. Even before he felt the slightest sense of humiliation, Garam Yoon felt something strange.

“are you okay.”

“….”

“It’s okay.”

“…Director….”

“It’s okay.”

Why don’t you kill me right away?

‘I heard that the plaster monster… has cruel hands.’

Although Yoon Garam was not a regressor, Ha Seongyoon, who cared for her, told her some, if not all, of the truth. There is a plaster monster at school, and if they are unlucky, one of their peers may turn into a plaster monster and try to kill them. If you see a white monster, at least hide in the classroom and block the path.

I don’t know how he knew such things, but Yoon Garam didn’t ask Ha Seongyoon anything. I believed his words, and Lee Jae-heon was clearly the plaster monster that Ha Seong-yoon had talked about.

“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu…!”

But why?

‘You said you were going to kill me right away.’

They said it was a monster that was very fast, strong, and had no mercy in its hands. Contrary to Ha Seong-yoon’s warning that communication would be impossible and to run or hide instead of confronting them if possible, the plaster monster that Lee Jae-heon turned into acted slowly.

“….”

“It’s okay.”

“…ah.”

No, it wasn’t slow.

‘The movements are awkward.’

It was like looking at an old doll with joints made of poorly oiled hinges.

Or should we say that it feels like watching a person whose bones and muscles move separately? Fingers that often flick in an awkward movement that almost makes a rattling sound. shoulder neck. Unlike plaster statues, the eyes never blinked, and the veins and pupil movements were vivid.

“Boss.”

Is the ego alive?

‘That’s so cruel.’

Even though I was in danger of being torn apart to death, Garam Yoon thought so. It’s cruel for a trusted colleague to turn into a monster, but how miserable would it be if the ego inside that person belongs to a normal colleague?

But if your ego really remains….

“….”

Garam Yoon grabbed the leg that was pressing against her stomach with a trembling hand.

“Hey, me.”

I can’t breathe, perhaps because of the ash and smoke created by the fire.

“I… saw. It can be saved. “There is.”

“are you okay.”

“Ugh… I said I would help…”

I can’t get the words out properly.

“….”

There was no possibility of Yoon Garam pushing Lee Jaeheon.

I don’t know if it was because he had just become a monster, or because Lee Jae-heon’s ego was supporting him, but Lee Jae-heon was not as threatening as the plaster monster I heard from Ha Seong-yoon. His strength, experience, abilities, and his changed body as a monster would have been enough to kill Yoon Garam in an instant, but he didn’t do that. I knew this was my chance to survive, but I didn’t have the strength to push through.

“…sigh….”

So there was only one thing Yoon Garam could do.

“Hmm…”

A strange sound that is neither crying nor laughter comes out.

“Huh ha.”

Grumble!

Fire rose from her hands.

“sick. Manager…”

“It’s okay.”

“Boss.”

As if he were still alive, bright red flames climbed up Lee Jae-heon’s legs and burned his clothes, which had turned into plaster, but even that didn’t seem to have much of an effect. Even though there was some soot, Garam Yoon’s fire could not kill the plaster monster or push him away.

“sick.”

Flames gradually cover the first floor lobby.

“…It hurts…”

A faint joy appears on Garam Yoon’s face.

“I’m happy…”

I was really happy.

Lee Jae-heon was trying to kill her and Park Da-hoon, and Yoon Gar-ram had no more options. Isn’t the fact that she is trying to burn Lee Jae-heon now not out of selfishness but just a struggle for survival?

“happy.”

I’m glad to have you on board.

“are you okay.”

“Mister… please die. “Please die.”

My heart was beating loudly.

“kill it.”

“are you okay.”

“In the fire with me…!”

Garam Yoon burst out laughing at this crazy situation where his beloved colleague turned into a monster.

“It’s charred black…! die!”

I couldn’t stop the sudden burst of laughter.

“…Aha hahaha…! Haha haha ha ha ha ha ha ha…!”

I thought it was absurd, but even that had no meaning. Tears come out as tears and laughter comes out as laughter. The laughter was creaking as the breathing became increasingly painful, as if it were cracking, but it was still funny.

The unbearable sense of freedom and comfort made me forget the beautiful sight before my eyes.

“are you okay.”

“Hahahahahahahahahaha…! Ha ha ha!”

My mind suddenly collapsed. No, in fact, this was the result of the pain that had accumulated from before pushing back against the dam of reason. Once my mind was distracted, it was difficult to recover and my eyes were taken away by the peripheral joy and fantastic scenery.

Everything burned. Even the pure white Lee Jae-heon was burning in her hands.

“thank you.”

This is what a madman’s love is all about.

“You did it to me…to me.”

“are you okay.”

“You said you would die for me…!”

“I said I would burn to death!”

I couldn’t breathe anymore.

“I love you, mister.”

Thank you for the world you created.

The hand holding my leg became increasingly stronger and I eventually broke. There was a faint sound of hard plaster breaking. Through the increasingly strong flames, cracks could be seen in Lee Jae-heon’s plaster. Garam Yoon hoped that it would be full of living flesh.

“i love you…!”

I hope it melts in my fire.

“Cough ah hee hahahahahaha…!”

“are you okay.”

“I love you, I love you. call me “Love me, come on!”

“are you okay.”

“Can you trust me? Can you love me?!”

When I heard a crunching sound.

“Even if I go crazy?”

grasp!

Lee Jae-heon shook off Yoon Gar-ram’s hand that was holding his leg.

“are you okay.”

“i love you.”

One step, two steps. Looking at Lee Jae-heon, who stepped back, Yoon Garam continued to laugh.

“I love you…”

Tears were flowing from both eyes.

Lee Jae-heon, who moved away from her in an awkward motion, did not rush to her right away. Vivid eyes took in the spectacularly burning sight of the first floor lobby, and soon those eyes turned to Yoon Garam again. Jaeheon Lee’s white hands were seen trembling impulsively, as if he were a drug addict showing withdrawal symptoms.

“…Hmm.”

The wound on Garam Yoon’s leg was not healed.

“Can you burn it for me?”

“are you okay.”

“Oh, I love you. “Really…”

When her eyes landed on the clock hand hitting the hour, she took a deep breath of smoke-stained air and shouted.

“Dahun!”

Once again.

“Dahun. Park Da-hoon…!”

Park Da-hoon’s voice came as if he had been waiting.

“sister…! “Now.”

“Get ready.”

“…sister…?”

That moment.

“…ah.”

The school bell rang.

“Noona.”

“Get out quickly!”

The sound of monsters coming from the stairs was heard. When Park Da-hoon’s eyes trembled at the threatening noise that sounded like a landslide, Yoon Gar-ram shouted in a hoarse voice like a crazy person.

“Hurry, get out!”

“….”

“Can’t you hear me?!”

Park Da-hoon, who was moving his lips as if he was about to say something, eventually ran out the front door on the first floor. It was essential to pass by Lee Jae-heon, who had become a plaster monster, but thanks to Yoon Gar-ram attacking Lee Jae-heon, who had become a plaster monster, buying time, Park Da-hoon, who was quick on his feet, was able to leave school safely.

A high school student who was fidgeting and holding on to the glass door shouted.

“I’ll bring other adults…!”

Yoon Garam chewed his lips filled with joy in a voice full of guilt.

‘late.’

How bizarre her expression is.

Two beautifully curved eyes and long, torn lips. The teeth that bit down on that mouth. A twisted smile and a gaze filled with joy. The face of Yoon Ga-ram, who crushed Lee Jae-heon, was truly that of a crazy person.

“are you okay.”

“….”

Yoon Garam’s eyes glowed clear yellow.

“Uncle…”

It was a lovely and gentle color, like a flower blooming in spring.

“are you okay.”

“Can you go to hell with me?”

A good person like you should go to hell with me.

“…i love you.”

Who would call this love?

“i love you.”

Of course, it was not between opposite sexes, but it would be wrong to call it affection between family members since they were complete strangers. Is there anyone in this world who can call this love, which is too heavy to be the friendship of friends and full of murderous intent to be respect for the object of admiration?

If there was one, it was Yoon Garam.

“…flaw.”

He did not reject the gently approaching hand that put down the crowbar. Even if I knew it would break my neck like a chicken, there was no reason to avoid it.

“mister.”

“….”

“…Thank you.”

In fact, even on that day when the lodge was consumed by a bright red fire, Garam Yoon wanted to die.

Still, life was just more enjoyable.

* * *

The wooden mannequin monsters came down to the first floor and caught fire, and all items made of wood turned into ashes.

In this terrible nightmare.

“….”

Lee Jae-heon raised his head at the plaster monster that was quietly looking at the unburned body of Yoon Garam.

“are you okay.”

Tuduk tuk.

Water dripped from the sprinkler.

“are you okay.”

A crack appears and water seeps through it, causing pieces of the plaster to fall off. One thin sheet at a time, one piece at a time between small cracks. For some reason, blood flowed out between them, and the water from the sprinkler sloshed into the body, eventually destroying one of the monsters.

The head of the monster left standing in the sea of blood mutters.

“are you okay.”