Theatrical Regression Life

Chapter 323

Episode 323

Park Da-young and Park Da-hoon’s family was not normal.

“what are you doing? “Come and eat.”

“…Dahun hasn’t arrived yet.”

“Oh yeah.”

“….”

“Come and eat first.”

Although they did not show it directly, the parents of the Park siblings disliked Park Da-hoon.

“…huh.”

And Park Da-young could not resist them.

Some might criticize her as a bad child who catered to her abnormal parents who discriminated against her younger siblings, but Park Da-young, caught between her parents and her younger sibling, had no choice. Park Da-young was already an extremely ordinary child who had formed an attachment relationship with her parents, and Park Da-hoon was her younger brother whom she cherished.

“Oh, Park Da-hoon.”

“Yes, I’m here.”

“Would you like me to make ramen for you? “The kimchi my aunt sent was delicious. Let’s eat it together.”

“Didn’t you eat dinner?

“…I ate it.”

“Okay then. are you okay.”

“….”

“It’s really okay.”

Da-hoon Park and Da-young Park knew that that word didn’t really mean ‘it’s okay.’ They had a strange sense of debt and guilt toward each other, and did their best to not show it. They were quick-witted and talented, and they didn’t want their friends to see this twisted family story.

Nevertheless, there was a strange gap between Park Da-hoon and Park Da-young. It was like two pieces of paper glued together with honey and then dropped. They were connected by countless threads and didn’t want to separate, but in the end, if they were left apart for a long time, they hardened.

Such a gap. Such a gap.

“Still, let’s eat dinner.”

“I ate at a friend’s house.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Don’t worry, I’m really fine.”

“huh.”

“I need to become independent quickly….”

Park Da-hoon hated and was thankful for his older sister who remained by his side until the end despite not being able to abandon her parents, and Park Da-young felt sorry for her younger sister because she knew how she felt, but still had affection for her. It was thanks to the childish decision that I had when I was around 10 years old, ‘If not me, who will protect him?’ that has persisted for this long.

“I should have achieved independence first. “I’ll find a house for you, so rent it and live there.”

“Are you rudely renting? “And tell me what kind of part-time work you do at home first.”

“Oh, you do it every vacation! Then we can save money together and buy a house.”

“That’s okay too.”

They sincerely wanted each other to enjoy normal happiness.

“But won’t it be difficult?”

“….”

“…No, that’s enough. sorry.”

But it was so difficult.

Her parents were only on Park Da-young’s side, but every time Park Da-young took her younger sister’s side, her parents’ gaze grew colder. She was only 19 years old, so she didn’t have the courage to ask why she despised my younger brother, who was only a year older than me, so much, and she didn’t have the strength or ability to take responsibility and take action by openly taking Park Da-hoon away.

“….”

Just like a plan, plan, plan.

Even though she was good at thinking it over, it was Da-hoon Park who figured out her true feelings faster than anyone else who ultimately put it into practice. Every time she saw my younger brother, she asked herself dozens of times whether she was being shameless.

“are you okay.”

“huh.”

It was a pathetic conclusion, but it could not be helped. It was because he clearly knew that if he said the words, ‘Are you really okay?’ again, Dahoon Park’s pride would be crushed.

What should be the most comfortable space for minors has turned into the worst space in the world. Park Da-hoon and Park Da-young could not rely on anyone. parents? It is the main culprit of this twist in the first place. Relative? I know this because I meet them every holiday, but they are not proper people either. So will we depend on each other?

‘What nonsense.’

‘You can’t rely on him.’

‘It’s going to be difficult for both of us for no reason.’

Although they seemed close together on the outside, their relationship was ultimately subtle. Even though they appear equal on the surface, one of them always has the upper hand, and although it seems like one side will have the upper hand for the rest of their lives, at some point it is overturned. These young students had no one to rely on.

This is the reason why they saw Jung In-ho in the original work and thought he was a hot guy, and at the same time chose him as a protector who was equal to them and would protect them. Park Da-hoon and Park Da-young were desperate. In this crazy world, they needed someone to protect them both mentally and physically, and they wanted a platform to stand on or a support to hold on to.

However, Lee Jae-heon was much more ideal than Jeong In-ho, so I followed him.

“Students there.”

As expected, Jaeheon Lee called us.

“It looks like they’ve been following us since a while ago.”

“….”

“Can we talk for a moment?”

An adult who reached out without hesitation even though we did not take the initiative.

“I think we’re still young. Wouldn’t it be better if we were together rather than alone?”

“…That…”

I was embarrassed.

I thought it wouldn’t help. First of all, the other person was a dark-faced adult who could not be trusted. Although he was not ugly, he had a harsh appearance and his tone towards other team members was sharp and blunt. If they hadn’t stopped by the cafe and ended up in the underworld, they would never have approached Lee Jae-heon and his group in real life.

However, Jaeheon Lee seemed strong and the other adults seemed to be quite pushy. I planned to find the right moment to pretend to be weak and make them think, ‘If you don’t accept us, you’re trash worthless,’ but it was unexpected for them to openly offer a helping hand.

“…Can we join in?”

It was untrustworthy, but I held his hand.

I didn’t want to die, and Park Da-hoon had to protect his older sister, and Park Da-young had to protect her younger brother. I just prayed that I wasn’t the kind of person with a thick face who would put out his hand first and later use it as bait or chase him away just because he was eating.

“Well… my name is Park Da-young.”

“Oh, I’m Park Da-hoon.”

“Me and him… we’re brother and sister.”

Although they did not trust these adults during the introduction, as a result, they had no choice but to trust these adults to some extent. They were not people without conscience enough to turn a blind eye when a minor like themselves reached out to them for help.

“….”

However, I also knew that it was Lee Jae-heon who created that atmosphere and ultimately protected Park Da-young and Park Da-hoon. If it weren’t for him, they wouldn’t have survived with their minds and bodies intact.

So Jaeheon Lee had to continue to live, but he continued to make sacrifices, and in fact, the current atmosphere could not be maintained without such sacrifices. In a terrible vicious cycle, Park Da-young and Park Da-hoon felt a different kind of debt than they felt toward each other. And I became anxious because I was certain that one day I would no longer be able to hold on to this person.

I tried my best to comfort myself, but there was nothing I could do about that certainty.

“…Still….”

“Yes, let’s catch it anyway.”

“I have to catch it.”

To them, they couldn’t trust the existence of ‘adults’, and the other survivors they formed relationships with in the other world were good people, but in the end, that too was the result of Lee Jae-heon. Isn’t this a peace created by the accumulation of a drop or two of the blood of the person who, for the first time in his life, was unable to reach out to them directly and was unable to reach out to them and pulled them out of the pit?

As a result, the person the Park siblings rely on the most is Lee Jae-heon. It felt as if they were being managed by proper parents, and Park Da-young and Park Da-hoon’s thoughts matured accordingly. We found ways to protect or help others rather than just for our own benefit.

“….”

But this time, Park Da-hoon became a perpetrator instead of a victim for the first time in his life.

“…mister.”

“huh.”

“thank you.”

Nevertheless, I gained faith that Lee Jae-heon would not abandon them until the end.

I was grateful for that.

* * *

It goes without saying, but no human being changes his or her way of thinking just by hearing a few words.

Isn’t it arrogance to think that other people can change prejudices or emotional knowledge that are embedded in the brain in an instant?

‘Pulling people around is not something everyone can do.’

???? ?? ??? ? ???? ??? ?? ??? ??? ?? ??? ??? ?????. Even if it is objectively difficult, there is no problem as long as the slave feels happy. A representative example of this type of bastard was Ha Seong-yoon, who must have mistreated many of his juniors.

“….”

Why the fuck did the story come this far again?

‘Let’s come to our senses.’

In any case, Lee Jae-heon’s conclusion was that if you want to get someone to do what you want, you have to put in a lot of sincerity, and to do that, you have to consistently shake the other person up.

Given the image that had been built up over the years, most survivors would have listened to Lee Jae-heon’s words seriously and considered them, but that alone was not enough. Jaeheon Lee wanted to change this group of potential problem children to his liking as much as possible. And to do that, I hoped to have short conversations with as many people as possible as soon as possible. I was thinking about a long-term game anyway, so there was no need to rush.

‘…No, actually, looking at my condition and Ha Seong-yoon’s situation, I think I should be a little impatient… but it can’t be solved by being impatient, so there’s nothing I can do about it. I do the best I can.’

It was also true that the priorities of Park Da-hoon and Jeong In-ho, which seemed to be the biggest and deepest problems, were being pushed back. It didn’t seem like a problem that could be solved by poking it once or twice.

In the end, Lee Jae-heon planned to leave Park Da-hoon, who had a brief conversation, alone for a while and go find another potential problem child. There were many people who needed to be checked, even if they were not the Park siblings, such as Kang Min-ah, kindergarten students, or Kim Ki-jeong, who would be used as a detector in the future. It was a natural choice since it would be impossible to express the delicate feelings of an 18-year-old male student in just a few words.

“….”

However, what Lee Jae-heon was mistaken about was that the Park siblings were more dependent on Lee Jae-heon than he thought.

“I was wrong.”

“what?”

“…I was wrong, mister…”

After a brief consolation during the night, I fell asleep and woke up in the morning.

Park Da-hoon muttered dejectedly like a child who had been beaten, and suddenly began to cry sadly. Park Da-young, who saw him, was trying to comfort his younger brother, but suddenly found herself crying as well. It felt similar to the phenomenon in a room of newborn babies, where when one person cries, they all start crying together.

“Mister, don’t hate me…”

“Mister…”

“…”

I was dumbfounded.

‘Not even Choi Min-hong or Jang Seo-ah cry like this.’

If the person next to you is crying and you cry too, is that a student? No, of course, high school students are minors, but I couldn’t understand why people who were adults the day after tomorrow were crying so sadly. No, no, I understand, but no….

“…Huh….”

Lee Jae-heon cleared his brain with a sigh filled with lament and roughly hugged the Park siblings. I’m not sure, but this kind of non-verbal behavior is popular with crying kids.

“Huh huh huh.”

“What is so sad about this?”

“Huhhhhh….”

Park Da-young’s crying was even louder than Park Da-hoon’s.

“It’s my friend.”

While being held captive by the two minors, Lee Jae-heon stared into space with a liberated expression. It was still early so there were only a few people awake, but I heard an old man who had woken up because he couldn’t sleep at night say ‘Oh my gosh’. Jaeheon Lee felt like dying a little.

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‘This isn’t something that can be done by just saying a few words…?’

In fact, the thickness and height of the iron wall built in the heart would be different between the chick in this soft and fluffy world and the chick in the past life. It was not strange to think that the mentality of the Park siblings, who filmed family thrillers while everyone else was spending their school days in peace and joy, became even weaker after entering the underworld.

It’s not strange, it can happen.

“….”

Anyway, wasn’t the reaction too quick?

‘What chemicals?’

It’s not like a calculator where if you add 1 to 1, you get 2, so I was very embarrassed to see him crying so openly just because I said something about it. That’s because the chicks in my previous life had to be touched at least 10 times and up to 100 times before they secretly opened their hearts. Lee Jae-heon, who had only put in a few hours of effort compared to back then, felt a strange sense of injustice.

‘It’s nothing else, it’s murder? Is this a murder issue that the people of this world find so horrifying? Could it be that it wasn’t him, but a monster or something else that killed him, and he felt guilty about that? No, I was too dead for that. No, then why on earth…’

At that point, Jaeheon Lee stopped thinking again.

“…Let’s do it slowly.”

“Mister….”

“Huh.”

“Drop it, drop it.”

Well, isn’t that the case with all lack of affection?

‘Anyway, the result has come out, so it can’t be denied.’

It’s like opening your wallet and inserting a straw into your bone marrow after a few words of comfort from someone you’ve known for less than a year. Of course, Lee Jae-heon will never take away the pennies from the Park siblings, but children who lack the affection they normally receive can sometimes be a bit blind to certain targets.

Lee Jae-heon, who was roughly convinced, sighed and let his hands go limp.

“Please stop, you high school students…”

Being held by kids who were physically as big as they were mentally, I felt a familiar sense of frustration and at the same time, an instinct for survival. Moreover, even though they woke up to the sound of the kids crying, the adults pretended not to notice and pretended to sleep. What should I do with this awkward atmosphere that has been created?…

“….”

Ah, I don’t know.

Why is it so difficult to make a living?

(Continued in the next part)